#WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'LL GET IT END OF DAY IT IS 11PM AND I NEED TO GET UP AT 6AM

[connectedportal]

I WANTED TO BE A WIZARD AT WORK BUT MY COSTUME HADN'T BEEN DELIVERED IN TIME I'M SO SAD ABOUT THIS

[quigonswife8]

My love: Leon Kennedy x reader

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You and Leon are each other's rock in a world that can be cruel.

im so sorry for not posting for AGES but i'll try and post more often. ALSO thank you for nearly 400 followers, ILY!!

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The first thing you feel when you wake, is the soft hands grasping your waist. It's almost like you're in heaven- though, it often feels that way with him. Following this touch is a soft grunt, a loving kiss placed oh so delicately on your temple.

"Morning honey."

The man's hands, usually so rough, a stark contrast with you. They move through your hair so delicately almost as if the man is scared to hurt you- you mean too much to him. Mr Kennedy presses another kiss to your temple, a following one on your head, and then finally your lips.

Your own eyes finally open, his soft blue eyes the first things you see as you do. Leon, who's usually tidy hair, sticks out in different places; his eyes contain a lack of sleep, it's a surprise that he was even asleep in the first place. With nights as long as they are, Leon will usually depend on coffee or cough cough alcohol, to keep his body awake.

"You're here?"

"Of course honey." he pulls you close to his chest. "...I thought for once I spend my morning with you, especially since I know you miss me when I'm not with you."

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When Leon is home, you're his priority. Granted you're his priority in general but he gives you extra special love and attention when he's home. The two of you love sharing stories, Leon loves telling you what he's been up to at work; although if it's "too much of a risk" to you, he'll keep it confidential.

Leon loves telling you new jokes he's come up with, or just HEARD in general. Especially when or if you're feeling down Leon will do his best to cheer you up, so corny jokes it what he'll choose.

There was this one time, you were on the verge of a breakdown. Leon had felt his heart sink, blamed himself for your low mode even though it wasn't his fault. He put on the goofiest smile and told you the corniest joke you have ever heard, which, in turn, caused you to break down into laughter.

Leon couldn't help but smile triumphantly, his heart simply warming to see you laugh. He proceeded to hold you in his arms for the rest of the night since this happened around 11pm. The both of you were exhausted by that point, and fell asleep pretty easily.

It was extra special with him holding you.

There was another time, when you were extremely sick. Whenever you're sick Leon will know easily, even if you try and hide it from him. If he's at work and he'll hear you on the phone he'll leave work to be with you, or if you're already together he changes your plans for the day to rather look after you.

Leon will have everything. Soup, a warm blanket, he'll get your favorite show or movie set up, and he'll have an endless supply of medicine for you. The man just cares about you so dearly that it hurts his heart to see you sick or in pain.

You're so happy to have him in your life, and Leon feels the same about you. You're both each other's rocks, you love eachother more than anything, and if the world was ending you would be with one-another until the end, as corny as that sounds.

[matthewswifeee]

Snowstorm

In which you and Matt are waiting at the airport all day long in order to make it homme before Christmas. . . .

"Tell me what you want to eat and I will go get it (Y/n)" Matt says after asking me countless times what I wanted for breakfast as we're waiting for our flight. "I don't know" I say snapping at him and turning a few heads around us. "Don't start with the attitude" he says quietly but stern. "I don't have an attitude" I say turning away from him in my chair. "Baby" Matt says trying to turn my attention back toward him, but I just ignore his efforts.

"Flight 543B to Boston Massachusetts scheduled for 5:30am will be experiencing a delay until 9:00am" We hear them announce earning a groan from both Matt and I.

Matt and I are flying back home to Boston two days before Christmas, which means it won't be easy with all of this snow. Sure we anticipated this but it still was annoying. "I should've just cancelled my stupid meeting and we'd already be home" I say irritated at the fact that this was all my fault. We were supposed to fly back home a week ago, but I had last minute meeting to wrap up before I could go and Matt decided to stay with me instead of flying back when Nick and Chris did so that I wouldn't be alone.

"It's ok we'll get there" Matt says wrapping his arm around my waist. Matt texted his family as I did the same to let them know about our delay. "Do you want me to go get you something" Matt asks and I shake my head. We've been at the airport since 3am and I am beyond tired.

"Flight 543B to Boston Massachusetts scheduled for 9:00am will be experiencing another delay until 11:40am" They announce again that our flight is be delayed. "Fuck" I say furious as I roll my eyes and put my head in my lap.

I hear Matt's phone ringing and then immediately hear Chris on the other side. "We got delayed again" Matt tells his brother. "Till what time" Chris asks. "Almost noon" Matt says rubbing his eyes, tired. "Well the snow isn't supposed to let up until sometime tomorrow morning so you'll probably be waiting awhile" Chris informs us making me lose it. Tears start streaming down my face like someone opened the flood gates and I just can't stop.

"Chris I'll call you back" Matt says before hanging up the phone and turning his attention toward me. "Baby it's ok" Matt says rubbing my back. "No it's not... we're literally never going to make it home in time and it's all my fault" I say sobbing. "Look at me" he says tilting my chin up to look him in the eyes "It's not your fault, you can't control the weather... we'll make it home before Christmas" he says pulling me into a hug and I just cry.

"Attention, all flights scheduled for departure to the state of New York, the state of New Hampshire, the state of Maine, the state of Connecticut, the state of Vermont, and the state of Massachusetts are all canceled due to weather" the women announces over the speaker making me want to just completely break down.

"You're fucking kidding" I say loudly, we're now stuck in Washington unless we can find a flight home in the next three day. "We can go check right now to see if they have anything for the next available flights" Matt says putting his backpack on and standing. We make our way to service desk and they tell us that there is no availability until tomorrow night at 11pm. We buy the tickets and then go find another seat in the airport. "We need somewhere to sleep because we cant stay here" Matt says looking exhausted, so I pull out my phone and look for somewhere for us to sleep tonight.

We ended up ubering to a nearby hotel finally finding a little relief from this crazy day. "This has been the worst fucking day ever" I say laying next to Matt in the bed. "I know baby I know... hopefully everything will work out tomorrow" Matt says pulling me close to him.

The next morning we wake up and I see a text from Nick saying that the snow has finally stopped, thank god. We are both laying in bed when I get a notification from Delta airline, I press on it praying that it wasn't going to say that our flight was delayed or cancelled once again. "We gotta go now" I say jumping out of bed. "What" Matt says obviously confused being that we don't have to be at the airport until 9pm. "They have two spots on the next flight our, we have to be at the airport in 40 minutes" I say frantically making Matt jump up as we rush ourselves back to the airport.

"Now boarding flight 234A to Boston Massachusetts" the lady announces putting a smile on both mine and Matt's faces. "We're gonna make it" I say sitting in the airplane seat next to Matt with a smile. "I told you" he says.

We get off the plane and Matt's mom picks us up from the airport. "Hey kids" she excitedly says hugging us both. "So glad you two finally made it" she says hugging Matt again before we get into the car. "Nothing like Christmas back home" Matt says smiling as he looks out the window at all the snow.

[octuscle]

I'm tired of being fat and dateless can you make me a hairy muscle freak who likes having his snake drained if you get what I mean

I'm tired of being fat and dateless, can you make me a hairy muscle freak who likes his snake emptied, if you know what I mean

Well, you're not exactly the catch of the day… Well beyond 300 pounds. It's amazing that you made it to the age of 55 with your blood values. You look much older with your bad skin. Yes, you won't get a date like that… But I'll see what we can do for you.

It's not easy for you to get out of bed in the morning. Neither is taking a shower. You struggle into your jogging suit and sit down at your computer with a box of donuts. Before the pandemic, you were sometimes still in the office. Since then, you've only been able to work from home. You rarely leave the house anymore. What's the point? You take a break after two hours. Dealing with suspected money laundering cases is an annoying job. You drink a large glass of water with a shot of grapefruit juice. And do a few squats and a few press-ups. You've been trying hard to lose weight for two years. You've already lost many kilograms. But the flaps of skin that now hang from your tits and hips are an expensive price to pay. But you feel better for it. But now back to the computer. You get paid by the case.

You have a lunch break with friends. At a vegetarian restaurant a quarter of an hour away. It's raining and at first you wanted to go by car. But you're not a wimp and any exercise is good. So you take the bike. Yes, you look anything but sexy in those rain overalls. But you enjoy the looks when you take it off. You've been training hard and eating healthily for five years. You look quite respectable for a man of 50, even if the sins of the first 45 years of your life still show. But now you don't need to hide among colleagues who are sometimes 15 or even 20 years younger. The food is delicious and it's fun to chat with your colleagues, who you meet far too rarely in the office. It's not easy to lead a team that only works from home. Okay, you're not a good example today, but you try to be in the office as often as possible. If only because you enjoy the bike ride. And because it's close to the swimming pool.

The lunch break took a long time. The afternoon was short. Nevertheless, you finish work at 18:00. You have HIIT at 19:00. At 44, you are one of the oldest participants. But you easily outperform some much younger ones. Your job has been your life for eleven years. But sport is your passion. Giving your all during the day and even more in the evening is your motto. When the course ends at 8 p.m., most of the participants are panting and crawling into the shower more than they are walking. You hit the weights again.

At 11pm, Mike, the gym manager, switches on the emergency lights and turns off the music. Your signal that it's time to end the workout. You are once again the last one on the training area. You pull your T-shirt over your head, drop your pants and post up in front of the mirror. Not too bad for a man in his early 40s. Mike approaches you from behind, hugs you and grabs your nipples. Damn, this guy knows exactly where your on switch is. You're actually a disciplined nerd. But for once you give up an hour of your precious sleep for a good fuck. And if you spend the night at Mike's, you also save yourself the trip to the morning gym before work. So you fuck another round straight away.

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[mxqdii]

make it better - ellie williams 18+

pairings: ellie williams x innocent reader

summary: while coming home from a party, ellie's a little too loud in the next room, leaving y/n curious.

warning(s): innocent!reader, inexperienced!reader dom!ellie, pet names, oral, r receiving, teasing, sub!reader, multiple orgasms.

(18+ MINORS DNI!!)

i sit on the couch watching tv waiting for my roommate ellie to get back, she's at some party dealing.

minutes pass, then 30 then hours, still no ellie.

i let out a sigh, turning the tv off and heading to my room, ready for bed, as i lie down, i hear the door unlock.

ellie and some other girl? giggling and kissing noises from the living room, marking my skin with anger?

i hear them head to ellies room and minutes later theres sounds of whining, moans, the bed creeking.

i try to block the sound out but can't, feeling a heat in between my legs, a heat i've never felt before.

i groan in uncomfort, putting the pillow over my ears and eventually falling asleep.

i wake up late the next day, 3pm.

usually i wake up earlier but i was up until 6 last night waiting for els to come home.

then her noises kept me up.

i walk out to the kitchen to see no sign of ellie, searching the whole dorm but just scoffing it off.

i decide to work on a project to pass the time, as i'm unusually way behind in some classes.

hours go by and still no sign of ellie, meaning she must be with jesse and dina, or at another party.

suddenly i check the clock seeing the time hitting 11pm, and the doorknob unlocking.. again.

i turn around seeing ellie, alone.

"els you're back" i say, standing up to hug her.

"hey, yeah sorry- i was going to ask you to hangout but you were still sleeping." she says with a chuckle, sitting on the couch.

i sit next to her and we start talking about everything, her day, my day, her dealing, my project, and even though we've been talking about these various things, my mind is stuck on her last night, what i heard.

suddenly i feel that heat again.

i shift in positions, multiple times, trying to end my visible uncomfort.

"els, what were you doing last night in your room..?" i ask and she scoffs

"you need me to spell it out for you sweetheart?" she asks, leaning in closer, teasingly.

"well i just- i heard- stuff.." i say shyly and she grins

"what type of stuff hon?" she asks and my cheeks flush.

"ellie" i say in annoyance and she laughs as i shift positions again.

she leans into my ear, whispering

"y'know, if you wanted me to show you what you heard instead of you trying to make that uncomfort go away, id be happy to help."

her words make my eyes widen and i nod

"please els, it hurts." i whine and she coos

"i know baby, i'll make it all better okay?" she says and i nod again

leading me to her bedroom, she lies me down placing soft kisses on my neck, moving her way up to my lips.

"can i kiss you baby?" she asks and i nod, feeling her soft lips meet mine.

her fingers play with the hem of my shirt and i pull away from the kiss for air, "take- it off" i say breathily and her eyes widen

"mm you want me to touch you that bad? to feel my hands on your bare skin?" she teases and i whine in agreement

"if that's what you need baby..." she says, taking my shirt off palming my tits.

"els please, please i need you" i say beggingly.

"okay baby i'm sorry, just taking my time okay? it'll all be better, i'll make it better." she says unbuttoning my jeans, revealing my lace undergarments.

"fuck these are so pretty, can i take them off?" she says, fingers trailing the hem of the lace.

"yes els, please" i whine.

she pulls them down painfully slow and i wince when i feel how exposed i am, how vulnerable.

she leaves soft kisses in between my thighs, making my squirm.

"stay still." she says in demand and i let out a shakey breath.

"els please just-" i start but feel her slick tongue collecting all my wetness.

i cry out in pleasure, never wanting to leave this moment.

she starts sucking, licking, eating me like i'm her last meal and she's been starved.

i don't know how i'll ever go without this.

"fuck! don't stop" i yell, back arching as i feel an unfamiliar knot form in my stomach.

my breathing starts to pick up as her pace gets faster, feeling 2 fingers plunge into me.

the noises coming out of me sound pornographic, and i start to feel bad for the people next door.

nonetheless, too fucked out by pleasure, all that's really on my mind is chasing this everlasting high, feeling the build up.

"ellie i-" i stutter, feeling everything get higher and higher,

"let it happen baby, i got you" she reassures as i let out a choked gasp

my eyes roll into the back of my head, being pushed over by the feeling of ellies fingers curling.

the coil in my stomach snaps, i clamp around ellies fingers and let out a loud cry, gripping onto the sheets.

ellie doesn't stop though, determined to get another one out of me.

"els- it's- too much-" i choke out, her being completely unphased.

"you wanted to be fucked? you're getting fucked." she says and i let out another whine, feeling everything quickly build up again

my hips rock, everything being too much but still my body craving more, needing more.

i'm led to another orgasm, and then another... and another.

the sun is now up, and me and ellie are far past the original plan, we're now on round 12 or 13? i lost count.

my legs feel completely numb and ellie lets out one final sigh of contentment.

she cleans me up and kisses me, laying next to me.

"rest up baby, you'll need it for tomorrow" she says and my eyebrow quirks

"what about tomorrow?" i ask

"oh you thought this was a one time thing?"

[guppydoll]

This Isn't Barbie Land: Chapter 2

Ken x Fem!Reader

>:3 hehehehe. I've been in a bit of a writers block but here is chapter 2. Also don't hate me but it's left on a cliff hanger! I felt bad for no updating as much as I want to but I figured I give you all this teaser and how much fun chapter 3 is gonna be hehehehehe

I'll be completely honest this has been super hard to write. I want to just get it out but damn writing Ken is just exhausting. I also have a little plot in my head but I'm making it up as it goes. I'm used to writing something cute but don't worry my angsty hands will be ruining all of their fun shortly

This is 18+

Warnings: porn watching, almost smut, making out

Word Count: 2172

Ken didn’t expect that there was so much to being a real person. Drinking actual liquid, eating real food, and actually sleeping and time not passing by magically. He wanted to do everything with you. When you had made a makeshift bed on the couch for him, he ended up sneaking into your bed after you had fallen asleep. Which ended up in him being smacked in the head with a pillow when you woke up. Apparently there were some things people did alone, e.i. bathing.

He learned that when he barged in on you showering, naked and ready to join, instead of the “Hi Ken!” he expected you had screamed at him to get out. Ken also learned that being nude in front of each other wasn’t normal either. When you had exited the shower he had been waiting for you, still naked. Again, to his surprise, you slammed the bathroom door shut and hid from him. He tried to coax you out but you made it very clear that until he was clothed you weren’t coming out.

You ended up giving him your laptop and told him he could look up any questions he had when you went to work. Ken hated you leaving, you were gone for what felt like an eternity. What made it worse, by the time you got back you were too tired to do anything and went straight to bed. You explained to him that your job was only open late. You went to work at 3pm and arrived back at 11pm. Ken would try to sleep while you were gone but he just couldn’t. Why couldn’t you just stay home with him.

He moping on the couch, the laptop in front of him playing a video on horses. He had only been in the real world for a week and you had worked every single day. He partially understood why you felt so lonely, you were busy every single day working yourself to the bone. He snatched up the laptop and began typing away in Google.

Things to do for your girl after she’s had a stressful week

Ken gasped when the search engine corrected the word girl to girlfriend. Did those mean the same thing? His heart had that weird feeling again. Hammering away in his chest so fast he swore it would burst. 

It didn’t take long before Ken had fallen down a rabbit hole of “Things to do for your girlfriend”. Some articles said to cuddle and kiss her, while another mentioned cooking a romantic dinner for her. Another said to buy her a gift, a necklace or chocolates. Ken didn’t know how to cook or have any money, and the thought of holding you tight caused his heart to soar. He began typing away once more. 

Romantic dinners when you can’t cook

A list of restaurants nearby showed. He could take you to dinner but what would you do afterwards? You had mentioned something about dinner first then something else. A switch flipped in his brain, you said he should take you to dinner before beach sex. He had forgotten all about that! He had been meaning to ask you about what beach sex was earlier but you had been so busy he was more focused on getting to know you first in the small time he had with you. Ken knew everything there was about the beach and yet beach sex didn’t ring any bells. You had made it seem that beach sex comes after dinner, and if dinner would help relax you then beach sex must do the same thing.

Beach Sex

Ken clicked the first link there and it led him to a lot of videos. Videos of beach sex. It couldn’t hurt to watch just one, this was for you after all.

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It had been another exhausting night but you were thankful your seven day stretch was over and you had a full five day weekend. You knew you had to shop for groceries seeing as you were feeding two mouths now and also stop by the mall to buy Ken some clothes. He had only moved in with the clothes on his back and you hadn’t had time to pick some up for him. At least you had an obsession with men’s clothes for pajamas so at least Ken didn’t have to go naked. You cursed a little, remembering him being butt ass naked in front of you when you had been in the shower. You had expected a doll body but nope, he was fully equipped. You also had to give it to him, he was equipped very well. 

“Ken, I’m home.” You opened the door of your apartment, kicking off your heels and bracing yourself for the immediate bear hug Ken always gave. Instead you were greeted to the sight of Ken, bug eyed watching your laptop, with loud moans and slapping noises blaring from its speakers. He was watching porn. Ken was watching fucking porn.

The blonde quickly paused the video and jumped up, rushing towards you. You wanted to shrink, avoiding looking anywhere near his nether regions, scared of what was most certainly there.

“You’re home already!” Ken beamed. “I lost track of time! I wanted to set up a surprise for you before you got back!”

“That’s very sweet of you Ken…” Excuses rushed through your brain, trying to find one that would allow you to lock yourself in your room.

“I want to say thank you for letting me stay, so I was looking things up on the internet websites that I could do.”

You wanted to scream, the internet was the wild west. Of course Ken would come across porn, you just didn’t think you’d walk in on him watching it. At least it had just been porn and not some insane website filled with awful garbage or a scam website that would fill your computer with viruses. 

The gentle touch of Ken’s hand tucking a strand of hair behind your ear pulled you from your thoughts. You looked into his eyes as he softly dragged his fingers over your cheek, then your jaw making you swallow hard. Ken’s face was stern and focused as his fingers drifted down your neck, his palm just ghosting over it.

“Ken? W-what are you doing?”

“I’m trying to help you relax.”

“Ah. Um, thank you Ken.”  He was not relaxing you in the slightest. You pushed his hand away and began inching towards the bathroom. “But I’m gonna go shower, hehe you know how sweaty I get at work.”

“No.” Ken grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him. The look he had was intense, you didn’t know how to react. You couldn’t meet his eyes, a blush crawling up your neck. You were used to his big smiles and shining eyes, not this.

“Ken..”

“I can’t cook for you or buy you gifts, but I can hold you. Kiss you. Fuck you.”

You would be lying if you hadn’t been eyeing Ken up for the past week. He was hot. He never wore a shirt or when he did it was always an open shirt. He would flex at you “subtly” whenever the two of you chatted. On top of that he was sweet and excitable, and so so beautiful. It was a small crush, now that crush just said he could fuck you.

“I looked up what beach sex was and in the videos they kept calling it fucking and the man said he would fuck the lady. So I searched what fucking meant and if that could help relax you. I learned sex, not just beach sex, can be therapeutic.” Ken grinned, very proud of the big word he used.

  “Ken, it’s very sweet that you want to help me relax but sex isn’t something we should do together. Those people are couples, usually, sometimes not but that's not the point.”

“But you're my girl, apparently that's another word for girlfriend.” Ken pouted, stepping even closer to you.

“That’s not what that means in our context, Ken.” You stepped back, bumping into the door behind you. Damn, you really had failed at escaping.

“But it fits how I see you!”

“Ken you really only known me for a few days, you don’t-”

“But I’m your doll!” Ken cut you off, stepping even closer, trapping you against the door. You watched him fidget with his hands before he rested them on your hips. “Let me help you relax.”

You opened your mouth to protest again but Ken forced his mouth onto yours. The kiss was terrible. Sloppy and teeth clicking together. He was pressing too hard, letting neither of your lips move in sync. You slapped his arms sporadically trying to get his attention but he was lost in the kiss, if you could call it that. He finally pulled away for air and looked down at you with pupils blown wide and an even wider smile.

“Wow.” He moaned and you squeezed your legs tight. His voice was like honey and you needed to hear more.

“Ken..” You gasped, dumbstruck with what just happened. You were speechless as the blonde held you in his arms, who also noticed your hesitance. He took your hand and placed it on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin and the beating of his heart.

“When I look at you, I feel things I don’t understand. When I was watching those videos, I kept thinking about you. I also learned that another name for sex is making love. I want to make you feel loved. That’s the reason why I wanted to find you.” Ken leaned in close to you again, hot breath tickling your face.

Fuck it, you had nothing to lose. You placed your hand on his cheek, leaning towards him and kissing yourself. Ken tried to push hard again but you pulled away to look at him.

“Gently Ken, let me show you.”

He kissed you again but softer, letting you take the lead. You ran your tongue on his bottom lip causing him to gasp. You took the advantage and pushed your tongue into his mouth. You swallowed the low groan he made, allowing him to push you against your apartment door.

“Y/N…”

Ken’s moans were music to your ears and you continued kissing along his jaw and down his neck. You bit down on his pulse and Ken bucked his hips into yours, forcing a whine from you.

“Bedroom. Now.” 

“Okay!” Ken didn’t even struggle, lifting you with ease and carrying you straight to your bedroom. 

He unceremoniously dropped you onto the bed and jumped back into kissing you. Ken was a faster learner, it didn’t take long before he was the one in charge of the kiss. His large hands roamed your body and you mimicked what you had done to him earlier, kissing along your neck and biting hard hard. He licked at the spot you knew that a mark was gonna form in the morning but that didn’t matter now. Ken was all that mattered.

“Pants off.” You fiddled with Ken’s belt and made a mental note to thank him for rarely wearing shirts. Ken excitedly hopped off the bed and dropped his jeans with record speed until he was on you again. He was excited, so excited he wasn’t allowing you to breathe. It had been so long since someone had smothered you with this amount of love. You actually weren’t sure if you’ve ever been shown this amount of love before. 

Ken was touching you but not the same other men had. He was soft, admiring your bumps and curves. He didn’t fight with your dress, leaving it on, not even pushing his hands up the skirt. His hands ghosted over your breasts afraid to touch them. You had to shove his hands down onto you just so you could half of the friction you desired. 

“Ken… let me get out of my clothes.”

Ken was a good listener, pulling back immediately. You finally got to admire the man in front of you. His face was flushed and a smile was plastered over it. Ken’s chest looked fake, the perfect contour of each muscle was mesmerizing. You sat up, one hand behind you finding your dress’s zipper and the other running down his chest. You paused at his navel and you played with the waistband of his boxers. His cock was straining hard against the fabric, begging to be touched. You danced your fingers over the bulge, forcing a whimper from Ken.

You retracted your hand, looking up at Ken. His baby blue eyes were watery now, shifting uncomfortably from the lack of your touch. You laughed and peeled off your dress, thankful for the constrictive clothing to be gone. Ken’s eyes looked as if they were going to explode from his head as he watched you unclasp your bra, freeing your breasts. This was gonna be fun.

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[vivakitkt]

I love you, why can’t you love me?

Synopsis: You love Xiao. But how will it take for him to notice you? Then a chance to end your feelings for him. To relieve yourself from the pain. Do you take it?

Warnings: angst/ maybe comfort, !hanahaki reader, reader is implied as adepti(immortal, etc), not proofread

A/N So I wrote this at 11pm on new years eve yes i dont sleep but yea finally finished this :') first time writing a piece with a specific character in it. One of my longer pieces as well. Might write pt. 2 👀 Hope you enjoy it!!<3333

Part 1(this story is pt 1) Part 2 Part 3

Loving Xiao was hard

He was closed off, only becoming "close" to the few who he could feel as ease with. Although you tried your best, cooking his favorite dish, almond tofu, being nice to him, taking care of his injures even with his stern protests. But it never was supposed to be you was it.

You were waiting for him at Wangshu inn. Trembling from the frigid cold, clenching onto the thin blanket you were keeping around yourself from the breeze.

Dont want to catch a cold, you told yourself. Not to mention already that you were feeling a little sick in your throat, coughing up more frequently than usual.

It was getting pretty late, you wondered, where could he be?

His food would be getting cold soon and plus it wasn't like him to stay this late without sending you a message. You couldn't even feel his presence around the area.

Should you go and try to find him? Yea. Maybe you should. You know, just to make sure he was okay. As you quickly turned into a puff of smoke, leaving your previous spot into the sky. Soaring through the clouds, you finally spotted the green flash of his teleportation.

As you started to drift down onto solid ground, a few feet away from Xiao, you noticed another person with him.

Huh? Was that the traveler? What was Xiao doing with them? You questioned while staying behind a tree to hide yourself. Xiao was probably just helping them out! Of course he was, the travelers was a nice person anyways. Its not like Xiao had feelings for them or something. Right?

But why was he blushing like that? And smiling like that? You've never seen him like that before despite knowing him for centuries. Did he actually have feelings for the traveler?

I mean, of course who wouldn't? With their courageous personality, outgoing self, and impressive battles. And to top it off, they were good looking. Who wouldn't like the traveler?

It made no sense at all to hate them. You were just being dramatic. All of sudden you started to cough, hard. So you quickly took a step back and disappeared again into a cloud of smoke.

The very next day, you were feeling uneasy. Maybe it was because of the events that took place but also because of that cough that almost gave you away. So you decide to have some tea with Zhongli, to ask him some questions and to chat of course!

Heading over to Liyue Habor to meet with him, you couldn't help but notice the lack of flowers around the area. Although Liyue had beautiful mountains and incredible sunset views, there wasnt a lot of flowers around. A few in the habor but none except for the sweet flowers you saw. Maybe you should talk about it to Xiao or Zhongli.

Finally you arrived and quickly saw the ex-archon with the funeral director Hu Tao.

Ah y/n, what a pleasure, Zhongli spoke, what brings you here?

Oh is this a friend of yours Mr. Zhongli? Hu tao teased, I guess I'll see you later then! She waved goodbye, leaving you and Zhongli both alone

Shall we go for tea? You asked the calm man

As you two made it to a table, you set out the tea and poured some of the rich tea into the porcelain cups.

For you and Zhongli, it was easy for you two to start a conversation. After all you had been with him very early on since he started his archon days. Even being with him when he took Xiao in as his own. However, your peaceful conversation suddenly took a turn as you started to cough hard once again like last night. But this time blood and...flowers dropped out of your mouth.

Y/n! Zhongli shouted, Someone send a doctor! As you closed eyes from the unbearable pain.

You woke up in a bed as you started wrinkle the sheet and proped yourself up with your elbows. What happened? Huh? A sheet of paper writtern, hanahaki disease. As soon as you read that, a doctor entered the room along with Zhongli. The doctor then slowly told you of your disease. A disease where a person who feels unrequited love, will cough up flowers. The only two end results of this disease would either be that the other person returns the feeling or......death. One other possible cure was a surgical removal but the victim will forget the feelings held for their beloved.

Forget their feelings? So you would forget about Xiao. All of the years spent with him, the memories, and all of the small moments when he let his wall down. Would be gone at the expense of you living. Should you get the surgery to forget your feelings about him? Or love him till the day you die?

[oonajaeadira]

Hi Adira!

Last week and next week I am living the life of a paid musician (pit then orchestra) and I am fried. Seeing as how you’re familiar with the professional performer life, I was wondering if you have any advice on how to make it mentally and physically sustainable?

I am hoping that more of these opportunities will come my way and I want to be able to do it without spending a week in bed afterwards…

Ooof. I've been there. I mean, you gotta do the basics--sleep, good food, water. I also rely on copious amounts of coffee.

But the thing that usually gets me through a prolonged show-mode slam is plan ahead and then literally taking it one. day. at. a. time.

Don't look down those calendar days and wish for Friday. It's only going to make you burn out on Tuesday. Literally living in the moment saves my ass every time. Assess what you need from moment to moment. Are you hungry? Need a snack? Just sit and rest? Got a couple of hours but just exhausted? Don't worry about the "other stuff." That will be waiting for you at the end of the week. Just do what you need to that day to feel rested in your mind and body. Even if it's just zoning out to tv; don't feel guilty about that. It's just for this moment. There will be productive moments later. This one is for Narcos.

This is not to say you shouldn't plan ahead. Get your laundry done before the big week. Make big batches of good food you can eat on the go or take very minimal time to prepare for a meal so you don't stress about food prep or fall into the trap of fast food which will zap your energy and time and moneys.

One of my biggest events of the year is a two-week period where I'm literally at the office at 10am, participating in the evening events from 5-11pm, and then co-hosting an after-event until around 1am. When you factor in drive time and showers, that leaves me just enough time to sleep. Sometimes.

So I make sure to do my laundry right before. I'll even maybe organize my closet in a way where I can just pull out clothes without thinking too hard. Take an assessment of your groceries/toiletries and make sure you have what you need, because nothing will frazzle you more than not having it and/or having to squeeze in time to get to the shops. (If you do have to have something, mail order.) Make a go-bag for the week with anything you might need (including an extra change of clothes if you need it).

And if there's anything you can put off until after the big event, PUT IT OFF. Just mentally prepare yourself for big focus on the performing for that short burst of time.

When my big event is coming up, this is an example of what I do for food:

Bag of nuts and/or trail mix to keep in my bag.

Bag of carrot sticks I can keep in the fridge at work and a jar of peanut butter at my desk specifically for them. Fk spooning that shit out, dip your sticks in it.

I will boil up an entire family-sized package of Buttoni tortellini, dump in a whole container of the brand's pesto sauce, one whole chopped bell pepper, three whole packages of sprinkle tomatoes (or one package of halved cherry tomatoes), a whole package of peas (steamfresh microwave packet), and half a chopped red onion. MIX. That will give you a pasta salad for at least a week that you can eat cold right out of the fridge or warm up real quick and has a ton of veggies. And if you need protein, you can fix your meats separately and just add them in when you fix up a bowl. The key is to pack it full of tasty veggies you like that will balance the oils/fats of the pesto and turbo charge the carbs for lots of energy. (Pro tip: get a pair of really good kitchen scissors if you're like me and bad at chopping veggies or have terrible knife skills or terrible knives. So much quicker to cut.)

Starbucks via packets are a life saver if you have access to hot water and don't have time to make/grab coffee.

Laugh when you can. Step outside and focus on one thing--one flower, the way the sun hits a stop sign. Let your brain be simple for a little bit every day--I call this "letting it hang to get the wrinkles out". When you've been stationary too long, stretch. And when you feel stressed, close your eyes and imagine Pedro gently placing a finger on any spot that is tense until you let it go.

[fairys-book-reviews]

The Revenant Games - Margie Fuston (8/10)

I'll start this off by saying what i thought prior to reading it. Cos i wrote what I thought down so i could do this lol

What grabbed my attention first, was the name. The Revenant Games, Revenant tends to mean someone come back from the dead, and well, I've always loved books with aspects like that. Then, the cover. It's not exactly too original, in fact on the same day I bought this book, I bought another book with a similar format on the cover. Yet it still intrigued me. I've never been too interested in stories with games and the such (Like the Hunger Games and many others like that), but vampires and witches? Resurrection? Immortality? All are in my top five favourite things, only ones it was missing was polygamy, LGBT+ stuff, and the fae.

And now, to the actual book. I wrote this last night, directly after finishing it (at 11pm).

I must say, I didnt start reading this book with high expectations. The reviews....hadn't exactly painted the best picture. Nonetheless, after reading, while those bad reviews did have points, for me the good outweighed the bad.

Many reviews stated that this was blatantly copying The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins), just with witches and vampires. Honestly? They're right. The first thing I noticed when reading, is that the writing style was suspiciously similar to The Hunger Games. The way she met Emerson? In the woods, suspicious, sorta watching. Her sister, whom shes doing this all for? Liked by everyone, probably favourite kid (definitely favourite kid). Love triangle between Dude Who Helped Her That One Time and Guy From Home That She Maybe Liked For ages. The actual games were a bit different, but the bare bones were highly similar. But either way, lets get into the characters.

First, our main girl. Bly. She's the least favourite in the family, and she's highly stubborn and freespirited. And honestly, it was rather refreshing to have a female main character whom instead of being like all those 'not like the other girls' girls, refusing to wear fancy stuff, she REALLY wanted a dress, and a ribbon, and a lot of that 'shallow' type stuff. Either way, except for the first part, set a year before the books events, her goal remains the same, with a bit of flexibility in the end. Her goal is to bring her sister back to life, as she blames herself for her death. And honestly? Only development of note that Bly gets is realising she wasnt rlly in love with Guy From Home, she just sorta fantasised about him, and that she has a vampire kink.

Next, Elise. She's not really included in the book, we dont really get anything but memories of her, stories of her. She's our main characters dead sister, and the cause of Bly participating in the games. She's put on a pedestal, likely because when a characters dead, only alive in memories, people tend to say they are better than they were.

Emersons next, and honestly? I don't much like him. At the start I did, but as the book is from Blys perspective, and she mostly just fantasised about him, we saw him in the light she did, where she idolised him. As time goes on, flaws become more apparent. He's cold, rather selfish, and i Just dont like him. Bly shouldve taken the vampire prize instead.

Kerrigans pretty cool. He's a vampire and Blys main love interest. And you know whats amazing? This fucker aint a 200+ yr old dating a teen!!! Bodily, he's 18. But otherwise, just in his early to mid twenties!! (heard others say he was 24, but i dont quite remember). He's got a backstory, and hes got a pretty cool personality. He does that sort of thing I do, where he wears masks of personalities. Cant really say much more without spoilers.

Last person I'm gonna mention is Benedict. Benedict appeared about 3 times, only for maybe a page each time. Benedict is by FAR my favourite i just love him.

Other characters of note that I cant really bother talking about and dont have much to say about are Donovan (Kerrigans brother, hes got some stuff at the end but its all big spoilery stuff), Nova and Vincent (Twins, theyre pretty cool, in Bly and Emersons team in the revenant games), and Demezela, a fuckass witch (I HATE HER GUTS AGH)

Next, we're onto worldbuilding Many people had problems with aspects, like the origins of witches and vampires, but honestly? The characters dont know what happened, not the humans or the vampires or the witches, so why should we know? Others also have issues with the games themselves. They say why would the vampires and witches encourage humans to hunt them? Well one big reason, is immortality. They get bored. They want to feel alive. So they risk their lives. And they want the blood of the enemy side. Theres many other reasons it could be, but on the side of vampires we hear the boredom side a lot.

And onto the plot. So, I wasnt really into it at the start, although by page 30 I was honestly quite enjoying it, although Bly was infuriating at times. Vampires, witches, murder...its cool. Also at the beginning Kerrigan sorta flirted with Vincent and Emerson so bonus points? There were some scenes that sorta meant nothing to the plot but i loved them anyway. Vampires? Making out? Bites? Sign me up, am I right?

Havent been doing brilliant recently but this has been a great distraction, even if it only took me three nights to read (i went to bed at 11pm i swear!!! Reasonable time!!!)

Overall yeah, I really enjoyed the book

Note: It's a series, book 2 isnt out yet

[tea-and-secrets]

god i just need to get this off my chest.

so essentially when I was super young, like.. 11, i faked my own death online, posing as a girl who was 15/16 or so, if i remember correctly. i don't remember why, i think i was genuinely on the brink or something, and decided that, yeah, it would be the best way to cope. i DID try and go through with it but i was also 11 and didn't know what to do or anything, and i was really embarrassed because i had caused so much pain to people over it. these people were so close to me though, so i decided i had to come back, using an alt and claiming to be a friend of that person.

along the road, there were a lot of other misunderstandings, but it was fine, i made new friends.

a few years later, i kinda lose it again, and i lie and use another alt account based off of my real life partner at the time and invite it to a server and 'date' her. made her really mean and everything too to my friends. i never meant what i said, but that doesn't excuse me behaviour. i was sorta clambering though, because after that, i lost.. basically everyone. i regret the confrontation because they did it at like.. 11PM my time, and i was scared and i was so fucking young and i didn't know how to deal with what was happening and so all i could do was put on that sort of smarmy "mature front" that most 14/15 year olds do. all of those people were way older than me too, by the way.

i'm clean now, somewhat, i guess. i'm older and i have new friends and they're the world to me but . day by day those circles are starting to crossover. two of my friends have gotten close with people from those groups, and i'm scared that one day it'll all fall apart. i don't know what I'll do then.

i don't really know what my new friends will think when they learn the details of what happened to me years ago, honestly.

it's not like everything is a lie, either though. i've gone through... so, so much outside of that. most of the things i lied about became truth as i got older anyways, but i still feel horrible lol

there's so much more to it but honestly i just regret everything. i've been living a lie for like six years and I'll have to keep it up. I've gotten help now, and as I matured and grew older, I left behind those attention seeking habits. i just wish the people i hurt would be able to see the person I've become today and realise i was barely a teenager when everything happened. i know it doesn't change the damage i did, by saying i was just a kid, but.. i still think it's still significant. i'm a stand up guy now and everything, too. i work in a field where i can make a difference directly, helping kids who were just like me when i was super young, and i started using my talents for good, i guess.

i doubt the people i hurt will ever recognise me or this but if they do i'm so fucking sorry for everything. you guys were genuinely some of the nicest people i had ever met and i had no reason to hurt you all like that. i was broken and i was unwell, but i should've asked for help rather than running away all those years ago. sorry for never coming clean to you directly about the start of my web of lies. i did end up losing my best friend like i said years ago but she wasn't the girl you guys knew. i want to leave and start again once I'm a little older now but.. that means hurting the solid foundation i have now. there's a lot more to this but, still.

maybe i should stop picking at the scab of the wound though and find it in myself to move on. thank you for reading i guess

.

[hymemena]

Waterparks Intellectual Property Lyrics Starters

Feel free to change pronouns as necessary, and remember to specify muse for multimuse blogs.

CW: Death, Self Harm

—

ST*RFUCKER

"Yo, imagine an album starting with this."

"Take a breath, close your eyes, and shit."

"I'm gonna move out of my loft."

"I can drive you fucking crazy."

"I'll always be around."

"I'm climbing up to your window now."

"It's been a pleasure, nice to meet you."

"Maybe I'm a soul-sucker but you're just a star fucker."

"I signed somebody's NDA."

"I bet you wouldn't ask me to do that by this time next year."

"You can't hide my face and save me for a rainy day."

"It don't go two ways."

"Nope."

"I don't wanna be toxic, I just wanna be honest."

"This shit hits like a comment."

"It just hurts 'cause I want it."

"I'm saying picture that, but like, right before things go dark."

REAL SUPER DARK

"Oh, you mean -name-?"

"Leave some tears after."

"If you're feeling silly."

"I'll call you, beep you later."

"I'm sorry, stop."

"I'm out of my cage."

"I'm on stage."

"I'm dyin' to give you a show."

"I'm alienated."

"Here are a few of the notes."

"My fans are the best."

"They'd love me more dead."

"Man, I can't die 'til I finish the album."

"'Course if I could time it right, shit could go platinum."

"Baby, it's gettin' too loud."

"Everyone's freaking me out."

"Shut the fuck out of your mouth."

"Everybody's proud of me."

"Therapy's not working."

"I don't understand."

"I kill time by playin' tennis with your favorite band."

FUNERAL GREY

"11PM they walked in with their friends."

"I'm trippin' off the deep end."

"Call me a Lyft or a black hearse."

"I know you'll make my head spin."

"What's your favorite color?"

"That's not a color, it's a shade."

"Don't disagree with me."

"I didn't get their name."

"I can't explain the look on their face."

"They wore a sweater in summer weather."

"It's killing me."

"I just want you to be my next mistake that I'm gonna make."

"3AM they walked in, took a hit."

"That shit is gonna kill you."

"They kinda smiled and blew it in my face."

"Well, now you're gonna die, too."

"They rolled their eyes."

"I know your dying wish is to be baptized in my spit."

"Float my way."

"I'm melting for you."

BRAINWASHED

"What's up?"

"Hello, I'm trying to meet ya."

"Don't take it away."

"I wanna play."

"Where did the time fly?"

"What if I pray?"

"Hoping you'll stay into the daylight."

"Wait, what am I saying?"

"I feel insane."

"It's only been a couple of days."

"I'm having the same thoughts."

"Thinking you got me brainwashed."

"I'm see-through."

"Need you."

"Why do I think you're so cool?"

"Everything's clean except for my thoughts."

"Thinking about getting you off."

"It's been a week, I'm still at your house."

"I don't wanna leave, it's freaking me out."

"Why am I acting like that?"

"My day's fucked 'til you finally wanna text back."

"I put some extra on my laugh when you say things."

"Are you really that funny or am I hallucinating?"

"I'm slipping away."

"Give me space."

"Give me your face at the same time."

"It's like my brain isn't mine."

"You moved into my mind, dropped your bags, drew the blinds."

"The syndrome feels Stockholm."

"Do you wanna keep me on lock though?"

2 BEST FRIENDS

"I'm trying to turn my brain off."

"I don't know where to go."

"With the blinds drawn and the lights off?"

"I could pick your body in a lineup."

"Now I'm sick of waiting on you."

"Now I'm sick of waiting on you to call when you're out every night."

"I'm sick of playing it cool."

"Baby, really, I wanna die."

"I went out with my two best friends."

"Tried anything not to think of you."

"It didn't work and I feel like shit."

"Wake up tomorrow and try again."

"You hit the back with the syntax."

"You treated my heart like a handbag."

"Now I'm solo when the night's cold."

"I kissed a couple people but they taste wrong."

END OF THE WATER (FEEL)

"If you feel it, then I feel it, too."

"If you believe me, I could be your truth."

"If you need me, all I need is you."

"Wait."

"Why we ghost each other for a week at a time?"

"Both waiting for each other to reply."

"Make plans and let 'em fall through."

"I can't even call you."

"I can't even call you, let alone call you mine."

"I can be nonchalant if that's what you really want."

"I'm just glad you and I are alive at the same time."

"We can't take back what we never gave."

"That distance keeps us safe."

"Nobody told me that safe is so lonely."

"Now I'm checking your DMs again."

"I'm thinking 'bout your face instead."

Can't we act like you and I are alive at the same time?"

SELF-SABOTAGE

"When we talk, I'm never wrong."

"I'm never wrong."

"If we don't fight it won't last long."

"Might unplug my phone for the night."

"When you need me the most I'll miss that flight."

"It's avoidable."

"I'll destroy chances to be better than I was before you and me."

"Now we're at the part where you'll hate what you see."

"What the fuck is wrong with me?"

"I'm on my way to you but I self-sabotage."

"I might drive my car and crash into your garage."

"To get away from you."

"If you like when we talk, I'll dislocate my jaw."

"It's sad, so sad."

"We both know it."

"Every time I find a good thing I throw it."

"All the way over the edge."

"I stay stoic."

"I get the chance to change your mind, still I blow it."

"You don't see."

"I don't really battle."

"You leave me in the rain."

"Singing through the pain."

"Eddie Vedder sang it better."

"They said they hated me."

RITUAL

"My inner child needs a bulletproof vest."

"A phone that can text?"

"Twenty years rest."

"Build a bomb shelter."

"Bite a belt for the stress."

"Never know what's next."

"Sleeping with my clothes on in case shit goes wrong."

"Gotta clear my front lawn."

"Eyes feel heavy tonight."

"I could sleep for weeks."

"Don't look for me."

"They're killing me when I'm fast asleep."

"Are you hearing me when I say you're bleeding me out?"

"All the things you don't say."

"I'm living fucking betrayed."

"Living like I'm dead and on my own."

"Like a ritual."

FUCK ABOUT IT

"I like you but I need some space."

"I like you kinda far away."

"It's not hard to kill a day lookin' at your face."

"I like you but I need some room."

"Been givin' me your attitude."

"It doesn't always stay that way."

"I hate the aftertaste."

"I don't wanna leave you hangin' on."

"When we fight it's like a marathon."

"Give me three days alone."

"We can fuck about it later if you want."

"It's all we ever really do when something's wrong."

"You don't seem to like it when we talk."

"We never fix the problems that we've got."

"I guess I'll see you later."

"You've been at my crib for like the seventh day up in a row."

"You've been doing silly things like checking who I follow."

"I know you're waiting by the phone."

"It's alright, I won't lie to you."

"Sometimes when we fight it's like scars on my wrist."

"When I think about the shit that we did to one another, baby…"

A NIGHT OUT ON EARTH

"Am I missing out?"

"Am I having fun?"

"Is it just me, or is it everyone?"

"Desensitized."

"The love I get is virtual."

"Now Jesus hates my guts."

"It's getting personal."

"It's a night out."

"The last one for a while."

"Can't get worse."

"Now, if I ever feel jealous I just turn it into lyrics."

"I fuckin' sell it."

"When I get depressed and make songs I turn pain into rain and sing along."

"Still, I get hit."

"Do you remember me?"

"Some version, I guess."

"Dude, oh my God."

"Tell me what you want about your brand."

"Will I make a post shouting out your lemonade stand?"

"Aw, come on man, we're bros."

"Like I've known you forever."

"I watched your little band grow."

"Now it's fuck you and everyone you know."

"I'm gonna make sure you get it through your head before you go."

"I wear my red flags like a cape."

"Got superhuman strength when I'm fucking up your day."

"I'm coming in first so pour the Gatorade."

"Life gave me lemons, now I bleed lemonade."

"It gets so fucking hot under all this shade."

"Everywhere I walk's a toxic parade."

"The glove don't fit but I wear it anyway."

"I could drive my Lexus overnight back home to Texas."

"I could fall asleep in my old bed."

"Life got kinda hectic."

"On the day I got my necklace."

"I just wanna fall asleep on my own."

"It's a hell of a time."

"Was I loved or was I right?"

"I kissed a couple people in a week."

"Am I gonna go to Hell in my sleep?"

"Will God forgive me?"

"I gotta hide everybody that I like."

"Did therapy four times this week from my bike."

"I'm overthinking everything."

"A Capricorn with double horns."

"Triple six, Baby."

"I'm fucking dying for you."

"If it was up to me."

"Everyone I know knows another me."

"It's getting hard to keep track of everything I keep locked behind my back."

"I'm jumping out the window."

"I'm leaving when the night goes."

"I ain't gonna let go."

"Stay jumping at the tempo."

"This is how this shit goes."

"I ain't jumping out the window."

"Stay living at the tempo."

"I'm a natural blue."

"I'm very stoked out to have them on the phone right now."

"Everyone get stoked."

SNEAKING OUT OF HEAVEN

"And I said like a million vocal things in my head for it."

"But like…"

"Whatever, fuck it, here."

"Highkey when we fuck I feel like I'm struck."

"They say I'm brainwashed."

"Yeah, I might be."

"I build a secret room for you."

"Just one more chance to adore you."

"Love you."

"If you're toxic, I'll wear a hazmat."

"Do you think God knows?"

"You've been sneaking out of Heaven."

"Like were their eyes closed?"

"There's no way they're just letting you fall from the stars and get in my car."

"Go to my place."

"You put away your halo."

"I swear to God my heart's gonna pop."

"It's beating light speed."

"If I'm not brainwashed, man, I'm trying to be."

"Swallow my shoes and car keys."

"I don't need those 'cause I won't leave."

"I'll have to jump the gates when I die 'cause they won't let me inside."

[batz-surveys]

13.

01. What do you hope you grow out of? I hope someday, I grow out of my fear of driving. I have no clue where it came from. I used to have this dream that I was young, maybe about eight, and my mom had me wait in the car while she went in somewhere. I ended up behind the wheel of the car, and started driving, and then the brakes give out and I'm trapped, and the only way to stop the car, was to crash into a wall. I know I would be a good driver. I've driven before. I just get so anxious behind the wheel, though, so I don't drive. 02. What is the healthiest and unhealthiest thing you do on a regular basis? The healthiest thing I do on a daily basis is walk. I walk so much while I'm at work. I usually get anywhere from 10,000 to 15,000 steps before I get home. The unhealthiest thing I do? Eat junk.

03. When looking for a SO, what three things are most important (besides looks)?   They have to be funny, they have to be a musician or really into music, and they have to be kind. I know the music thing is pretty shallow, but I've only ever been with musicians because music is a really big part of my life. I could talk about music until the sun comes up.

04. How much do you judge a person by their appearance? Not much, honestly. I mean, if someone looks like they haven't washed or whatever in a while, I can't judge that because I don't know what their situation is. I learned that lesson a long time ago when I was in high school. There was this girl on the bus that everyone used to make fun of - like even the bus driver who would call her "stank bitch" and spray air freshener to make the other kids laugh. Well, one day, I just sparked up a conversation with her and we became friends. Then one day, when I felt like we were close enough (maybe like a few weeks), I asked her why she sometimes smells. It turned out, she lived with like seven other people in a two-bedroom apartment and a lot of the time, she just didn't get a chance to shower. Nobody on that bus knew her situation, and nobody asked, but everyone laughed at her.

05. What is the most embarrassing thing you own? Like something I wouldn't want anyone to find? A butt plug, haha. But I've never used it. Also, I have what some would call an embarrassing amount of stuffies at my big age, haha. 06. What is the strangest habit you have? I can't really think of anything that I do habitually as strange, because it's normal to me. I guess, some would say making my bed before I get into it, strange and a waste of time since I'm getting in anyway. But it could be 11pm at night and I'm about to go to sleep, and I'll make the bed before I get in it.

07. What movie made you cry the most?   The Iron Giant. One of my favorite animated films of all time, but I'm literally sobbing even after it ends. Another one is Marley and Me. I only watched that one once. I remember watching it with my niece, and choking back tears because we were with other family members that I knew would poke fun at us for crying at it. But once they left (I think we were getting ready to go swimming afterwards) my niece just looked at me, all teary eyed, and we both just busted out crying, haha. She was a kid, and I was like, 20 at the time. And I just held her and we just cried for what seemed like forever.

08. What was one of the happiest moments of your childhood? Getting my first dog, Mr. Lucky. He was a liver-spotted Dalmatian, with one green eye, and one blue eye, and just so beautiful.

09. What was the worst date that you’ve ever been on?  Haha, I know there are worst dating stories out there, but here's my worst one: Before I started hanging out with my husband, I went on a date with this guy that I was acquaintances with - we went to go see The Wolfman (2010) and it was just really awkward because he kept trying to hold my hand but I didn't really want to since we barely knew each other (we hung out in a group a couple times but that was it). Then when he dropped me off at my house, he tried to kiss me on the lips as I went in to kiss him on the cheek, and it was just really awkward. 10. What’s your favorite vacation memory from when you were a child?  The first time we went to New York for Christmas. My brother and I even wrote and illustrated a book about the trip on the bus ride home.

11. What belief do you have that most people disagree with?   My own personal beliefs as far as having children. I don't think everyone needs to have them. I think that medical intervention (IVF and all that) to have children is like playing God, and I'm saying that as someone that's been offered that as a solution to my unexplained infertility - at one point in our lives together, my husband and I were on the fence about children. And I believe it's things like that, that is causing over-population in the world, which we all know is one of the causes of climate change. In the same breath, I'm pro-choice. If someone gets knocked-up accidentally, they have every right to abort the fetus, if it's not the right time for them to be having kids, if it's not a good situation, or whatever the case may be, nobody should bat an eye to the person wanting to get rid of the cells or fetus.

12. What impression do you try to give when you first meet someone? I'm just myself these days, for the most part. If I'm meeting a new parent at work, then I have to use my nice teacher voice, but still - I'm myself.

13. Who or what inspires you to be a better person? Myself. I'm a totally different person than I was in the past, and I just try my best to be a good person because back then, maybe I wasn't so good. But I was also under a lot of stress and abuse and I took it out on myself in all kinds of different ways. I want to be the person I needed back then, now.

14. What’s the TLDR description of your last relationship? He was an abusive, cheating, drunken asshole and I sucked up every minute of it because I was young, dumb, and in love until he broke it off.

15. If you found out your current life has been just a dream, would you choose to wake up? (You don’t know if your real life would be better or worse.) No, keep me asleep. Things are pretty good here in dreamland.

16. What dumb thing did you believe for a really long time? "That bananas give you nightmares if you eat them before bed." That's what I wrote, before looking it up, but it's actually true! But I'm allergic to bananas anyway, so it's not like it matters. So, we'll go with this one: until I was like, eleven, I used to think ALL cats were girls because I could never see a penis, haha. Don't ask me how I thought they reproduced, because I was convinced that they just basically spawned out of nowhere and that's why there were always so many stray cats in my neighborhood at the time, haha.

17. What are some things you would you like to achieve before you die? I would like to go to Italy, become a somewhat successful writer, and live in the country with a couple rescued farm animals. Nothing too major. I like the simple things.

18. Where would you like to retire? In the countryside, and it doesn't have to be here in America, either. I just want to live out the rest of my days peacefully with my husband, maybe some pets, somewhere away from all the noise.

19. What brings you the most joy in life? My husband, my family, my dog, music, doing artsy things, writing, and getting to work with my favorite kids everyday.

20. What is the best and worst part of your personality? The best part is I'm honest. I'll never bullshit you, even on things that might be deemed hard to talk about with others. But that's also the worst, because some people handle the truth very poorly and take offense to the things I say.

21. How would your perfect partner treat you? Like my husband does. He's loving, caring, and understanding, but firm when he needs to be and I need to hear it. He does whatever I need him to do, and is very involved. I see Tik Toks and videos of women who are treated so poorly by their husbands, and I just feel so sad for them. My husband is my best friend, my soulmate, and he treats me like a goddess, and I can't believe people settle for less than that.

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[An Encrypted Video is Uploaded at 11PM. Watch It?] (TW Blood, Medical)

*[The video Opens with Simon sitting in what is clearly one of the sterile testing rooms. He looks Extremely exhausted, eyes half-lit, staring into the camera with an empty syringe used for doing blood draws in one hand, and his sleeve rolled up, other arm in a tourniquet.

Simon: Alright. Hello to the.. more than six now of you who are able to access this video. There Are two reasons why I am making his video. One, to document succinctly the events of the past day, and to lay out our goals moving forward. And Two... *[ Simon takes a vial of blood from his arm in view of the camera as he says this, barely wincing at the prick of the needle. It fills the needle, looking strangely dark, almost appearing greyscale, and shivering like liquid TV static. Whatever amount of corruption he'd endured over his time conducting Glitch Research had not remained skin deep. He meticulously places it in a medical beaker and inserts a testing strip.

Simon: I want to determine here and now if I have been compromised by Nihilego poison. Though I believe that after twelve hours I should have felt at least some of the effects by now. While I wait for a result though.. the events of today, and last night. *[He sets the beaker to the side as he stares into the camera again, releasing his arm from the tourniquet and bandaging the site as he talks.

Simon: Last night was an endeavor to determine whether or not Zee was compromised by or under the control of Team Heartless. We have successfully determined that they have, though in my attempt to do this, we may have given away more than we'd planned to. My plan had been to spend the night with Zee, monitor her, perhaps test to see if there was any Nihilego poison in her bloodstream. What happened instead was... not something I'd planned for. I ended up sedated, and lost track of her for the rest of the night.

*[ He rolls his sleeve back down as he speaks now, starting a timer next to him as he speaks. His voice sounds soft now, weak, as if he'd been straining it all day.

Simon: A rescue attempt failed, though Zee did not appear to mean me any ill will. I was unharmed by morning, though it seems from reading through chat logs my team went through quite a lot to try and get me back... ultimately this culminated the next morning in an attack being launched on Zee. Reasoning notwithstanding, I should not have okayed this, but in my still incapacitated state, I did. It was a mistake. And we may have pushed Zee now straight into the arms of Team Heartless as a result. As of right now, there is confirmation that she has been abducted. That also means that Eenie, the juvenile Necrozma she had been looking after, is also in their grasp.

*[ The timer goes off. Simon retrieves the test strip, and reveals it to be a negative. No discoloration of the contact paper whatsoever.

Simon: Well... as you can see I have not been poisoned. I'll carry out some follow up tests just to ensure accuracy, but I believe this suffices to confirm for now that I have not been dosed. So now... what to do with all this.

*[He sets the test aside, looking now even MORE tired than he had at the beginning of the video. Simon: Our first priority here needs to be stopping Team Heartless. Chasing Zee will get us nowhere if Zee is already under their control. So, we head them off. They appear to be traveling through Hoenn aboard a Blimp called the Heart Of Diamonds. At least, that's my conjecture. If we can track down the aircraft, then we can follow them, and hopefully head them off wherever they're keeping Zee. Luckily, our team seems to be a sizable one. A number of people have rallied behind our cause to stop team Heartless. But we're still going to need to rely on an iron clad plan to get us through. And.. I suppose that's where we need to start here, isn't it? *[ He stares off camera at the timer for a few minutes, looking lost in thought. Very subtly, you can see his fingers tapping along with the passing of seconds. He looks vacant for a few moments, as if it is impossible to tell where his thoughts have gone. He looks almost surprised when he glances back at the still rolling camera. Simon: Anyway what was I saying...? The plan... I suppose that's something I'll need to figure out in the morning. Hopefully before Team Heartless is able to get too far outside of our grasp.... I'll.. keep you updated as things solidify. For now.. that's all I've got.

[END OF VIDEO FEED]

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Einsla sleeping habits

Oh god I have a lot to say on this.

TLDR: they're an absolute mess and have the sleeping habits of a college student who's on the constantly either on the verge of death and tired constantly mixed with that one highschool kid who you swear doesn't even know what sleep is, or they can be functional human beings for a few days and then die again.

ALSO. Sorry for taking a bit to respond </3 This took a while to write. It's kinda devolved into an entire essay and went into way more detail than was probably needed. though I hope it answers it kinda.

Actual answer under the cut LMAO

Okay so I'll separate them and I'll do a bit at the end with the both of them. I'd keep it all together, but I have hcs for the both of them so.

I'll also be basing this off of both the VN and my personal views on their characters overall / my hcs.

Einstein:

Okay she lives off caffeine. Not as much as Tesla but caffeine is the only thing keeping her sane. Joking aside, I feel like it depends on the day whether or not she actually sleeps properly or not. On normal days she'll actually go to bed on time if Tesla is off working or having to deal with someone's bs.

When it's just her and she doesn't have to be a basement dweller locked in their lab / office for paperwork and all that fun stuff, she probably actually goes to bed like a normal person at around 7-9 pm and wakes up early.

Though when she DOES have work it's probably more like as soon as she gets done she just immediately goes to bed. Girl just wants to sleep and kinda be a functioning member of society.

Also probably takes naps if she's tired and has time to. She's been doing this for 60+ years, she deserves a break.

That being said.. When she's under stress she just can't sleep. This is especially obvious when her depressions getting worse, and when Tesla's gone. It's less obvious when compared to Tes because I mean.. Tes is Tes, but 100% probably more likely to make some passive aggressive remark, just stare at someone when they say some dumbshit, and less likely to entertain anyone's bullshit. Gets worse when Tesla isn't around because they both are clingy mfs and she's just as bad, and she misses her lmao. Joking aside, it gets worse since Tes is really one of her only connections with reality at this point. They keep each other somewhat sane, and without her around everything just feels pointless and miserable. Normally they'd try to help one another, but it's kinda hard to do that when one of you is getting jumped at the SoQ and the other is too busy being a couples therapist for two herrschers fist fighting on a roof. I'll go into more detail about this later because there's more to it, but since it involves both of them I'll put it in that section.

When Tesla IS around she probably goes to bed later just because Teslas Tesla and has the sleep schedule of a college student of who solely survives off caffeine. Expect probably around 10-11pm if they hadn't been working that day and if they didn't have work early the next morning. Though it might be longer depending on whether or not Tes actually sleeps or if she just continues rambling while Einsteins trying to sleep LMAO. She stays up a bit later just to spend time with her and listen to her nonsensical ramblings. Also because she just likes listening to her get excited over stuff but she'd never admit that

She also has to have the room be freezing cold because she over heats easily and can't sleep when it's even remotely hot. It doesn't help when Teslas clinging on to her all night. Ironically enough it just makes Tesla want to cling onto her more because she's cold. She doesn't particularly mind, though. Probably does it intentionally since it makes it where she won't die of a heatstroke while still being able to cuddle lmao.

Tesla:

She survives solely off Dr. Pepper and other sodas. God only knows how she's still surviving. Jokes aside, her sleep schedule is kinda all over the place.

When it's just her around you're lucky if she goes to bed before two in the morning. Probably goes to bed around 11pm - 2am, but it changes depending on if she's tired or not. If she was working that day she goes to bed at a reasonable time of 'as soon as she gets off, no matter if it's 2pm or 8pm.' If it was a good day then she'll probably stay up for a few minutes just to do random things, but if it was a bad day then she's just going to bed no questions asked. Ein made her go sober and so now she just sleeps the anger away when Eins isn't around to hear her angry rants.

She probably also just falls asleep on her desk semi often. Will also just fall asleep on Ein just because she can. Though that's really only when they're in their lab / alone because she hates people seeing her vulnerable and seeing her being anything other than an angry redhead. aka she's embarrassed by recieving affection and gets flustered and hates people seeing her like that LMAO. She has no excuse, she's just gay and tired. That's her entire reasoning even if she tries to pull some random explanation out of thin air.

Similar to Einstein when she's under stress she just can't sleep, especially when her depression gets bad. Like her mind refuses to calm down for even five seconds, and she just gets even more stressed. I personally hc her as having ADHD, which is important because it often leads to her becoming extremely over stimulated and miserable for half the night (There's a lot more to this that I won't go into detail about because we'd be here all day, but that's the basic gist of it). Normally Einstein helps calm her down before it gets to that point, which I'll go more into detail later, but since they aren't always together it just results in her being sleep deprived and in an extremely bad mood. Probably just better off leaving her alone and just not speaking to her unless needed. She will have a headache and be more likely to get agitated and lash out as a result.

When Einsteins around she'll begrudgingly go to bed with her. They've compromised on sleeping at 11, so she can kinda deal with it. She could stay up later if she wanted, but she wants to talk to Einstein even if it means having to have a functioning sleep schedule. More on this later.

Tes prefers to sleep with fluffy blankets too and probably has at least twelve plushies at any given moment. Though she only sleeps with two or three when Eins is around because she wants to give her actual room to move.

Gay people can't be seperated:

Okay this sections where it involves both of them, so it might be a bit long.

A few things that I want to note before I begin:

I believe both Tes and Ein have nightmares of the events that happened in New York. Tes has some revolving around her childhood, and Eins has some revolving around Karls death as well. They probably also had nightmares about Plancks death for awhile (This is based off of Myu's fanfic for Planck. It's depressing and made me cry at seven in the morning. 100% recommend /srs)

Tesla's 100% softer and nicer in private. She only channels her angry redheaded ginger self as a way to protect herself, and she cares about Eins dearly. This seems a bit odd to put here but it'll become important.

Both suffer from depression.

Now to actually begin on their shared sleeping habits. One of the first things is the fact that they're always either A. holding each other or B. holding hands while they sleep. It originally started as a way to remind each other they were still there because things weren't exactly easy on them. I'd assume it started sometime after the events of New York, even if they weren't technically dating at the time.

The constant nightmares, Mr Blonde Bitch who likes ruining peoples lives, and having to deal with people within their own organization tormenting them constantly took a toll on them. There'd been several times where one of them woke up panicking terrified because they were worried the other went to see Joyce. (aka died.) They've done it for decades now and they just can't sleep otherwise. Even after arguments they still do it even if it's just begrudgingly lmao. They might want to kill the other but they still love the other. Probably.

Pictured: them after an argument / disagreement and they have work in the morning and need to sleep

They're also just gay and are affectionate in private. Tesla pesters her constantly to be held and Ein pretends she only gives in because she doesn't want to be pestered, but she actually loves it and just doesn't want to admit it LMAO. She's the person who secretly loves affection but just doesn't say it or admit it out of embarrassment.

When it comes to Einstein while she's less likely to ask for help from others, she's trusts Tesla to the point where she asks her for help. Though over sixty plus years you tend to learn the others habits and warning signs pretty quickly, so she normally won't have to since Tesla can already tell. Tesla gets concerned over her well being Extremely Easily. That's one of the main things that hasn't changed about her over the years. One slight change and she's already convinced somethings wrong. But often time's she'll stay awake to make sure she actually falls asleep, and she makes an effort to comfort her. Whether it be listening to her vent, holding her, telling her everything will be okay, or getting up at two in the morning get her water when she has to get up for work in less than four hours.

tldr Tesla would die for this girl. She's the light of her life and refuses to let her suffer if she can help her.

When it comes to Tesla she's.. Well Tesla. She's extremely easy to read, especially to Einstein. Though she's also stubborn, and refuses to ask for help even if she really does need it. Ein has found ways around this, obviously. She'll essentially do small things she knows makes the other feel better. It's kinda similar to leaving a trail of food for a stray cat and just waiting for it to come to you LMAO. Examples of it are similar to what Tes does for Eins, aka holding her, comforting her, etc. Especially after she has a bad day and just wants to go to bed she'll just lay with her to make sure she sleeps and doesn't let the stress get to her so badly she can't sleep. Eventually she'll actually tell her what's wrong, but only if Ein gives her time to calm down and not pester her.

tldr Einstein would also die for this girl and she's the light of her life and just wants to see her happy.

They tend to try to go to bed at around the same time. On a normal day it's from around 10 - 11pm. Normally they'll just lay down for awhile and talk with each other before they fall asleep, and just hold each other and enjoy each others company. Ein probably teases her over 'the great and powerful Tesla' just wanting to be held despite her refusing to be seen as vulnerable around others. She probably insults her back, or threatens her. Saying 'I will kill you' is her version of 'I love you.' They're gay and love each other.

This is small, but I figured I'd mention it while I was talking about them. They both have stuffed animals that they take with them everywhere for when they're away from each other. It just comforts them and makes them feel better while they're away, but it's still a small thing that makes me happy and just somehow makes sense. It was probably Tesla's idea that she off handedly said at some point, and Einstein just decided to get them both matching stuffed cats to carry around to surprise her. Probably had them custom made tbh. Tesla refused to shut up about them for weeks afterwards, and probably showed hers off to everyone she could. She loves it and probably named it either Lieserl or Ein. Ein probably named hers Nikola or Tes too. They're just stupid little scientists.

Might edit more onto this later, but I've been writing this for several hours now and I'm just rambling at this point </3

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whats the most peaceful evening you’ve had lately?

this has been sitting in my inbox for about a week now but I'm having a pretty chill evening right now (11pm on a saturday lmao) so the time has come

I think having a nice evening (or a nice time in general) is mostly about not being in a rush, I get antsy and horrifically stressed when I feel like I'm behind on things I have/want to do. right now I'm just sitting at my puter, talking to my partner, blasting music at a volume I'll likely regret in 20 years time, not in a rush by any means.

I did some art today, went on a walk with my dad, made that post about tumblr deciding that "actually your art doesn't get any reach anymore :) fuck you" and ended up talking about it and gaining solidarity with several people, which is always nice I love talking to people on here like if you ever at all think about dming me PLEASE do I will forever think back to it and go "teehee".

did my chores and work early and just chilled out after, made sure to be proud of myself about it, took a shower to feel more like a person, did the things I wanted instead of sitting around like a ball of stress all day. having a nice evening just consists of basking in the fruits of the days labour (doing fuck all) I think c:

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A friend of mine calls it "drop everything and read".

For the last two weeks I decided to do this thing where, because of how stressful work has been, once I clock out at the end of my shift I mentally clock out as well. I work from home, so I stare at a computer from 8-5 doing data entry. I am also a writer, so add in the additional time of staring at my non-working computer from 5pm up through 11pm or sometimes even midnight. It's not entirely kind on the eyes, but also my attention span scattered quicker than the little dust sprites from Spirited Away. Between that and the frequent writer's block I decided to do something a friend of mine calls "drop everything and read".

I know the benefits of reading, especially as a writer. But I remember I was already apprehensive because it made me feel alone and isolated. In some instances it also felt like I was forcing that loneliness onto myself and using it as a not so great way to escape, as I once told my therapist. It felt obligatory and forced when I was doing it earlier this year - like I was doing it because "well everyone else is busy, so I guess I'll do this instead of sitting around waiting". But this time around I didn't feel that way. It was something I genuinely wanted to do. I genuinely wanted to experiment on myself, and make note of the changes. For context, in some cases my work gets to be stressful to where I have an inability to disconnect, and because of how I grew up it becomes extremely difficult for me to detach from such things at an emotional level and it kind of ruins the whole evening or weekend for me. I don't like to vent to my friends often, so most of that emotional distress gets bottled up. I decided in that instance that once I clocked out of work and tended to my household chores I would drop everything and read. From when I finish my chores right up through bedtime. You could view that as roughly 5-6 hours worth of reading time. My cat was very much a fan of me doing this because he likes to lay beside me, so there were very few cons when I decided, "Fuck it. Let's do this."

Far as results go, last week I noticed great benefits to my mood. Nothing shocking about that. This week, while I wasn't so lucky in the mood department, I was able to still feel accomplished in some degree. From Monday through Friday last week, and Monday and Tuesday of this week, I plowed through books 1-5 of MDZS [the core story, not counting the extra chapters]. Five books in a span of seven days. I found the only real downside was that I couldn't stop thinking of all the characters when I went to bed, and in some cases it made it difficult for when I wanted to daydream about my own stories. But as far as everything else went it left me feeling a bit better. I mean, outside of getting brushed off at work I did have the urge to sit down and work on my story. So that already shows me what I was trying to gain from my experiment.

I haven't noticed much else as far as if it has necessarily helped with lifting my frequent bout of writer's block. Normally I try to draft things by hand because I find myself too distracted at my personal computer which only adds to my struggles. But what I did notice is the will to write returning to me along with a kindling of inspiration. I feel nurtured in some way because of this. So as I gradually continue with this I am hoping to at some point finish more to my story and/or start posting my fantasy project. I guess we'll see where August takes me. Sometimes it's necessary to just give a middle finger to all the happenings and life, and drop everything to simply read. Work might be shit at times, but it cannot keep my from reading about my gays.