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lemonietrinket · 5 years ago

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How NCT would comfort you after a bad day

Wordcount: 5.7k Warnings: some cursing/bad language for humour

AN: am I doing every single member at once? yes. why? bc I have no common sense though seriously, I’ve the worst day I’ve had in a while today, so I’m doing this to try and regain my grip on life I hope yall enjoy this, it’s my first time trying something like this

Taeyong

he’d welcome you home with open arms

as he always did

and as soon as you let him know your day had been bad/he noticed it in your expression or tears, he would immediately sit you down on the sofa

wrap you up in blankets

like fifty of them

he’d hold your cheek in his hand and stroke it so gently

wiping away any tears if there were any

his face will be so soft

you know that one where he looks like a chided puppy?

that’s the one

“angel? please what’s happened?”

if you don’t want to say then he’ll accept it

but he will worry more

he would then ask what he could do to help

now be careful here

if you don’t give him anything specific/an answer that he can actually do (and trust me there’s not much he won’t find a way to do) he will not drop it

subtly of course but

he will keep suggesting like small hints requiring more detail

he just wants everything to be perfect for you

and he can’t do his best to help you if he doesn’t know the full story

otherwise

he’s super attentive

the focus will be entirely on you and what you want

as soon as you give him instructions, he will do them without fail

movie? of course

sweets? 100%

cuddles? won’t even hesitate

he’ll sweep you into his arms and hold you close

your head against his chest where you can hear his heart beating so fast

out of his proximity to you no doubt

since you still made him feel all giddy

not that he’d ever admit that sksksk

on an unrelated note

I bet he makes really good hot chocolate

so you’re gonna want that for sure

anyway

whoever dates yongie has won at life for sure

Taeil

sweetheart

as soon as you come home he would have some tea ready

and it’s some real good, solid tea my dudes

very worried for you

he would probably try to make you laugh with a slightly eccentric joke

it may work, depending on your humour no doubt and the severity of the situation

but whether it does or doesn’t he’s more of a fan of venting anyway

and so he’d make sure you’re comfortable

“love, take it easy, i’ll get these, you go through”

“but—”

“don’t worry, you deserve a rest, go take it”

will take your bags and coats and put everything away for you so you don’t have to and can just

plop yourself down on the sofa without a fuss

and then he’ll join you

desperate to hug you but not really sure if it’s appropriate for the scenario and what you want

and so will ask what happened

if you explain, you’ll find he always agrees with you

but on the off chance he does not, he would never make you feel bad about it

just gently advise you for next time if needs be

or just let his opinion be known

if you finally incline that you need some hugs he will dish them out in wild abandon

after all he’ll have been waiting the entire time to

but yeah

soft man

Johnny

my man may be a crackhead

but he’s not an airhead

he knows when to increase or decrease the humour

and so his reaction will depend on how upset you seem

if it’s not too bad, then johnny’s your captain cheer-up, you know?

he won’t stop joking (even at his members’ expense) until you laugh

“babe, babe, you have no idea what the fuck taeil did today like—forget everything you know about the guy, he’s no cute little vocal legend who just likes to relax—nah, nah, this man is secretly, actually a sinner—”

“what?! no way!”

“oh yes way! oh yes way, I’m so sorry to let you know, but... I just couldn’t let you go on kneeling before a throne of lies—”

“johnny! how could you say such a thing! I refuse to believe such a ruse! what has he done?!”

“ohhh... not what he’s done... what he is—”

“johnny!”

“taeil... sweet innocent taeil... is secretly a chelsea supporter”

you’ll find everything becomes ten times more dramatic in his stories

that tea that he was planning on spilling anyway? now a goddamn soap opera

that bad fashion choice of mark’s that he was only going to show you the photo of? now a full on fashion evaluation

everything complete with hand gestures and exaggerated facial expressions

you’ll thank him later

however, if it has been one of those class-a shit days

you can rely on him to be there for you without a doubt

no silly stuff either

because

guess who’s getting the biggest hug ever known to the earth as soon as he sees your crestfallen face?

it’s you baby

guess who’s getting their favourite takeaway that you probably can’t really afford, at the drop at the hat?

it’s you!

guess who’ll get gentle compliments of how strong you are for surviving that day once you explain what happened?

that’s right

it’s you

I envy you

so bad

Yuta

what a man

will notice you’re down probably from your small messages throughout the day

as soon as you get home he’ll rush over to you

he’ll check you once over, as if he was worried you were physically hurt

as soon as you explain everything that happened

he’s going to be all over you

“oh darling, angel, no...!”

can’t believe the world be so cruel to you

“it’s ok, it’s going to be ok...”

lots of skinship

cuddles with him curled up around you from behind as the big spoon, his arms securing you in warmth

kisses upon your cheeks, maybe your lips if he wants to emphasise just how much he loves you

the whole lot

unless it’s really not what you need then he’ll lay off of course

will help you find solutions if that’s what you’re after

and isn’t afraid to have private words with people that cause you pain

however, he knows that problems of yours need to be sorted by you

and so he will encourage you to do so

your biggest supporter 24/7

once you’ve found your solutions/finished venting

he will literally treat you like a queen

will wait on you hand and foot if not instructed to not do so

good man, yuta

Kun

another softie

it goes without saying that for every member your sadness would cause them pain in themselves

however for Kun it’s particularly bad

he cares so much

he wishes he could just make the problems stop

so you wouldn’t be upset again

hence he wold be very focused on fixing things

and he would do whatever it took

as soon as he saw you at the end of your day he would engulf you in a hug

“honey, welcome home. what’s wrong, please tell me?”

you know the Kun hugs

they’re top notch

if you were crying he’d shush you gently and wipe away your tears

and then kind of (gently but slightly worriedly) ask you what happened

he wouldn’t really be able to help it

if you need longer than let him know and he will bite his tongue

but you won’t be able to put it off forever

“as long as you’re alright, that’s all that really matters”

probably bring out the blankets

will tuck the two of you into bed bc there’s nowhere truly comfier

will encourage you to rest your head on his chest

will calmly wait for you to calm down enough to be able to explain

a hand stroking your cheek, and then moving to your hair as you speak

will take matters into his own hands, unlike yuta, if you want him to

will talk for hours, make a plan on how to deal with it

he’ll have your back at every single point

and once it’s all done, he’ll probably cancel all the plans he can that night to stay with you (and probably even the ones he shouldn’t)

Doyoung

a little like yuta but more talking

I don’t picture him as an overly cuddly person

but he’s the best person you could ever have to help you

if it wasn’t such a bad day, then he’ll talk to you about it as a priority, let you vent

once you’d found some calm/solutions then he would wrap you in his arms, brush your hair from your face, and kiss your temple

and then he’d help distract you

he doesn’t want you to dwell on it and cause anymore hurt

and so he’s more likely to make surprisingly spontaneous plans

they’re nothing big and scary

more just

visit the nearest garden or cafe

have a takeaway for dinner that’s not the usual

stuff to make your day a little bit brighter and memorable for the good things rather than the bad

if it was a particularly bad day then getting you peace was his primary objective

as in he wouldn’t take you anywhere

and instead help you recuperate at home

he’ll talk it all through with you reassuringly

wherever you chose to sit and talk he’d go

as in, you sit on the floor he’s on the floor with you, leaning you against him as he rubs your shoulder

if you run to your bedroom and hide under a blanket, you bet he’ll be sat outside said blanket, holding your hand beneath the covers

he’s there for you

and he’s going to make sure you’re going to be ok

the important thing with doyoung is that he is right 99% of the time

and he’s also very honest

now that’s not for everyone

and it can lead to some harsh pills to swallow

but if you were wrong at any point

he will let you know

and it’s not in any way to make you feel bad/worse

he just wants the best for you, quite literally

and you will inevitably benefit from his advice much more than if anyone had told you a pretty lie

trust in doyoung and he’ll get you through anything

“come on, love, let’s take a nap”

Ten

this boi will notice you’re down before even sees you

whether it’s through the tones of you messages or your aura when you enter the room

he will know

very good at comforting

will be quick to work out whether you need distracting or venting, contact or space

and he’s happy to give out all

distraction and he’s already organised a meal out a the nearest restaurant with the other guys for you

if you need to vent then he will happily complain about others along with you

“—and then he just decided it would be ok to monopolise the printer for the entire afternoon, when I needed to print some tests, and had said so in the staffroom literally five minutes before!”

“that fucking asshole!”

“I know right!”

don’t tell me he doesn’t live for tea because he does

if contact is what you’re after, then he will not fail to deliver

he will cover you in kisses and never once let go of your hand at the very least

you’ll be toasty to say the least

because the bits he can’t reach will be in a hoodie of his

if you need space, though? not a problem!

he will make it so that there are minimal distractions for you so you can sit in peace

anyone coming over will be told to keep it down, and the sound on the tv will be at its lowest setting

the majority of wayv is temporarily banned from the building

it’s those small things that make ten so good

he’s very intuitive

and thus very caring

get yourselves a ten my dudes

Jaehyun

compared to the others, jaehyun is quieter

he’ll offer a lot of reassurance

“hey it’s ok, we’ll sort it”

“you handed it so well for what they gave you, like, I would never be able to cope with that”

will let you do the talking and take the lead with what you want

he won’t cuddle you unless you say, as he doesn’t want to overwhelm you

it means he ends up loosely holding your hands and fingers until you tell him otherwise

however, he doesn’t want you to feel down for too long lest you spiral

and so he will be very happy to distract you

whether it be cracking jokes, taking you out for a walk, baking, watching a movie, he’s down for anything

he’s very good at avoiding things that will bring any pain back so he’s very good at distraction

I feel he would flounder a little bit if it was a big bad day

he would hide it very well

you’d only notice him probably nodding more than him actually speaking

truth is he just doesn’t want to make it worse for you

so instead he’ll wait for bigger cues and respond to them instead

he knows what he should do though so don’t worry

you’ll get a bunch of cuddles

arms round your waist

stroking your hair to help you relax

jaehyun is still bf material after all

otherwise I think he’d do a better job than he would expect of himself

and as time goes on, the longer he knows you for, the better he’ll get at helping you through the tougher things

good ol jaehyun

Winwin

good bf

trust me

he has this calming energy

and so when you come home stressed

you’re already going to feel a bit better

he’ll notice you’re down pretty quick

“sweetheart?”

“hm?”

“how was your day?”

“oh... it was fine, a bit messy but, that’s life”

“ah, I see”

but won’t do anything about it unless you initiate it

he’ll take good care of you though

he’ll listen intently, and won’t pry

he understands that there’s always limits, and that’s ok

if you need more help then he will try his best

he’s not exactly built for making a big change tho

but if it’s just have a word with someone then he’ll be totally fine

people will listen to him well too because it must be serious if sicheng is involved

and again

his tone encourages people to listen

this all paints him as someone who is super relaxed and doesn’t get mad

which isn’t true

if you’ve had a real bad day

and it’s someone’s fault

you can bet he’ll be seething

quietly

to himself

and will avoid the person for their own safety

otherwise once you’ve explaining everything he’ll get all soft

he’s not an overly touchy person

but for him, you’re his exception

he’ll take your hands into his and kiss them gently

before holding you close, your head resting on his shoulder

his hugs are the definition of security

and the fact he doesn’t give them out super often makes them even more special

so don’t underrate them

because even if you’re inconsolable

sicheng will calm you

I want a sicheng now :((

Jungwoo

softest babie boy

it’s impossible to not give your entire heart to little woo

and if you think you’ve given a lot of yourself over to jungwoo

then prepare to be outmatches

because jungwoo has given you is entire being

what does that mean?

it means if you’re upset, he’s upset too

and he’s going to do whatever it takes to make everything better

it’s not always helpful admittedly

because if you’re crying you can bet your ass woo will be as well

if it’s not too severe of a problem you’ll probably see the puppy face looking all :((

but he will offer you everything he can get his hands on

“do you want tea?”

“it’s ok, woo, I’m alright.”

“oh ok... do you want plushie?”

“thank you woo but I’ll be ok.”

“oh ok... do you want my hoodie?”

“woo...”

please don’t be mad at him please he’s trying his best

if you’re properly upset tho

he’s not going to let you go

he will practically koala himself to you

hold your cheeks in his hands

and repeatedly ask if you’re ok, and tell you that things will be

big on affection anyway

so you can bet that if you’re sad you’re going to get more than usual

if that’s even possible

will make sure you fall asleep in his arms, you can’t fight it

surprisingly vindictive when it comes to dealing with the people that caused the problem

if it was out of anyone’s control though then he’ll just be

very cross at the infrastructure for a good few weeks

the point is

woo is a blessed softie

he will try his absolute best to look after you when you’re down

and his charm will mean you’ll feel better in no time

Lucas

my son

god

it’s inevitable he’ll be a bit shocked to find you upset

and it might take him a bit of time to notice

but after a couple of moments of have a mild panic in his head

which you will no doubt spot because his eyes will naturally go really wide

he’s not good at hiding it ok bless

but then he’ll try to comfort you

cue the jokes and weird stories that he’d forgotten to tell you the four months previous when they actually happened

he’ll hold you from behind, one arm round your waist, his other hand instead running your jawline, maybe stroking your hair

he’s totally the type to pick you up in some weird dance and spin you through the apartment, giggling as you do

if it’s been particularly bad though he’ll be more at loss for words

you may start explaining what happened and before you can break down again he’ll catch you I promise

will hold you tightly to his chest where you stand, even if that’s right by the front door, he doesn’t care, that’s not what’s important at that moment

he’ll listen to your words with (perhaps surprising) focus

and if you can’t get them out then that’s ok too

he’ll wait

days if he has to

I mean he may forget a bit in between but

once he knows he will help you in any way you ask him to

or not ask him to

“hey, baby, do you want anything?”

“I mean... I’m really craving some ramyun but I’m pretty sure I ate the rest of it all yesterday.”

“oh! that’s ok! I’ll go get some more!”

“yukhei it’s pouring with rain.”

already grabbed his coat “and I love you!”

boi is very persistent

otherwise his comforting will be just be the stuff of pure fluff

lots of cuddling and kisses to your cheeks, your forehead, your temple, your lips

everywhere

also a chance of tickling so be prepared

Mark

god bless little marky moo

my son

an absolute sweetheart

he’ll mellow out as soon as he sees you’re upset

he’s an awkward bean normally

so don’t expect much difference here either

however he takes everything deeply related to you seriously

like for real, this boy spends hours agonising over where to take you on date night

repeatedly asking all the wrong people for advice

seriously I’m not sure hyuck knows where he’d like to be taken out, let alone you

this got off topic

point is, he won’t take your sadness lightly

he’d follow what you did, trying to work out what would be the best thing to do in the situation

ngl he would contemplate messaging johnny for help but

things wouldn’t likely get that bad lmao

would want to give you great advice and compliments

they probably come out a bit jumbled

“I feel like... omm... the fact that she did all that first... like... you don’t have to put up with... actual exploitation? like that, you know?”

but you know mark the best so

it won’t be difficult for you to work out what he means sksks

when words fail him he’ll immediately turn to physical contact

first will offer one of his hoodies to you

he knows how much you love them

and even after the hoodie debacle of the previous month, he wouldn’t even hesitate to take off even the one he wore at that moment to give to you

well, maybe he would if there was nothing beneath you know but this is off topic

he’ll reach for your hand and lace his fingers with yours tightly

if you want a hug, totally go for it

he’ll be startled but

that’s mark right

he may offer to cook for you btw

please be rational and turn that down

for your own sake

please

Xiaojun

another calming influence

sweetheart with subtle charm and humour

you’re in good hands with this one

understands that sometimes peace and quiet is what you need, not endless streams of advice

will let you vent or cry it out

he’ll be close to you at all times

I’m talking not too close to be suffocating, but close enough that you know he’s there, and you can feel his presence

“hey love, it’s ok... I’m here. everything is going to be ok.”

will hold you in cuddles and rub your back so gently

like those little circles that almost tickle but not quite

listens so intently

he also knows that intimacy is not always just physical

will calmly do any housework or chores that fell on your turn without even mentioning them for you

and though his care isn’t as perhaps as opaque as others’ it’ll be the longest lasting

he will take extra care of you for days after the incident

so your week won’t be ruined

and so he can also help you deal with any of the aftermath’s consequences

xiaojun a gentleman

yes yes

we stan

Hendery

ah hendery

what a beloved creature

I love him so much

but how would he comfort you

in a not-so-serious situation...

I think he will either notice you’re upset immediately from your ‘hello’

or he just

won’t notice at all

which sounds cruel but

it likely won’t be too bad

especially if you’ve had a lot of attention on you all day

it would offer you some consistency too

because at least hendery is still being hendery

if/when he does notice he’s probably quite relaxed on the outside

but wary on the inside

because he’s afraid he didn’t notice something serious

or it was his fault, to which he’d apologise immediately and make it up to you

and actually learn from his mistake

since this probably wasn’t anything to do with him

and it rarely is because you knew what you signed up for with hendery, he doesn’t hide himself from you

and he’s a good kid

so you’re free to explain or not explain

he’ll take your word for it, if you say it’s none of his fault

so if you’d rather not discuss it, he’s totally fine with that

“are you sure you’re alright?”

“yeah, I’m fine, really. it wasn’t that bad or anything.”

“100% sure?”

“yes.”

“pinky promise?”

“promise.”

will serve as more of a distraction

which he’s golden at because how can you not watch hendery do anything

he’ll try not to be a nuisance, though, so won’t do anything too dumb

he’s also pretty dogmatic when helping others, and so will check on you for a little while after, carefully asking if everything is sorted if it was a big issue

and though I don’t think he would directly offer hugs or anything

if you wanted some he would never turn you down

ever

so have fun with hendery and you’ll be right as rain again!

Renjun

“sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

junnie will notice something off with you pretty quick if you don’t let him know that your day was trash

he won’t hesitate to ask about it either

he knows he can’t be as of much help without knowing at least a bit of what’s going on

it all sounds pretty blunt but he wouldn’t want the problem going on for any longer than it should/had

he’s very calm listening to you

and will be calm with any advice he wants to give you

will ask you what you want

as in what to do about it, and to do afterwards to make you feel better

if you’re not sure, his idea would be to put a film on no doubt

and cradle you in his arms as you watch it

already dressed in pyjamas at like

too early in the evening but who cares

you deserve some chill time

if you fall asleep on the sofa, if he had to be somewhere (idol schedules are probably pretty hectic and weird) he would feel so bad leaving you

I also doubt he’d be able to pick you up look he’s a smol bean

so he’d slip out as best he could

and then wrap you up with all the best blankets

and kiss your temple goodnight

if he doesn’t have to go out you can bet your ass he’ll stay with you

probably fall asleep there too

overall, a caring boi

Jeno

an utter darling

a gentleman

melts when he sees you saddened or upset

but knows that getting sad too will do no one help

so he toughens it up

and then mothers you

smothering you with that gentle, soft care that only a jeno can give

he’d suggest talking about it

that way you can get it off your shoulders

“a problem shared is a problem halved.”

will spout random idioms that he learnt from his parents/grandparents

up to you whether they work or not lmao

if you did not want to discuss it, and would prefer to just leave it to rot, then he’d get that too

would make you tea, and perhaps organise a little outing for the evening

nothing extravagant or far

maybe a pretty tiny cafe

or a trip to get ice cream or a pretzel

then you’re out doing things and likely having fun and not stuck in the house feeling miserable

it makes him feel a bit better comforting you as if you were at home it would put a lot more focus on what he feels like he couldn’t offer very well

as in, he’s not confident in offering verbal support as much

he’d actually be pretty good at it

he has such a mellow tone that makes even the worst things sound manageable

however he more importantly wants you to keep going, and not get ‘stuck’

and trust me trips with jeno are always great

Haechan

ahh the chaotic force that is hyuck

messages you a lot, somehow, despite all the business, so will likely already know you’re upset

will offer you cute messages of support throughout the day

probably with lots of emojis and a couple of sickly expressions ngl

is ready to fight anyone who caused you pain or difficulty

this continues for the following couple of days too

if it is someone, and you tell him who, he will send you amusing bitchy comments about them

as soon as he sees you, he will crush you with his body

likely several kisses upon your cheeks as he enquires if you’re ok and feeling any better

if you are, his face will light up as he links arms with you and leads you away

“don’t worry baby, we’re going to a real fancy date to celebrate your survival through the worst—get a load of it mark, you wish you could be them!”

in actuality he’s taking you simply to the nearest ice cream place

will share a milkshake with you don’t try to stop him

you’ll hear all the latest gossip

and secrets don’t tell me hyuck doesn’t know what everyone is hiding he does

if you’re not feeling any better, the famous hyuck pout will appear as he holds your cheeks gently

“I’ll break them, don’t worry”

“hyuck baby no”

will suggest you vent

to help you get it off your chest

but also so he knows

he likes knowing things so he can use them later

but also so he can genuinely help you better

will continue to smush you against him all the way home if you’re not there already

and if you are/when you get there then don’t think he’ll let you go of you there either

it’s y/n appreciation hours

you can’t stop him

you’ll be showered in compliments and affection and love

back hugs as he rambles

because he gets more salty than you do about the things that happened to you lmao

genuinely a great influence and supporter of you 100%

you just might have to stop him from blackmail ok

Jaemin

bubbly sweetheart

will be very worried

will apply all that love he gives you on the daily tenfold to you now tho

there’s not much say you’ll get in being swept into his arms

“oh angel, I’m glad you’re home... what’s wrong...?”

will hold your face in his hands so delicately if you can’t quite speak

then place a gentle kiss on each cheek and then the tip of your nose

“that’s ok, let’s just head to bed, yeah?”

will lace his fingers with yours and lead you to your room

will sit you down

probably wrap you up in one of your blankets

and sit there cross legged in front of you, holding both of your hands in your lap

“do you want distraction or to talk about it?”

whichever you choose he’ll do a great job

distraction?

he’ll be able to bombard you will love, snuggles, and funny jokes and stories to make you laugh

vent?

he’ll listen carefully and won’t interrupt a single time

only offering his opinion if you leave a gap for him to or ask specifically

the two of you agree on a lot of things though, so he’ll likely agree with everything you did

basically

jaemin is your biggest fan and biggest supporter

get yourselves a jaemin, cuddlebugs

YangYang

yangyang is a comedian

so will follow the distraction and cheer up route

it’s what he’s good at

and he will do it very well

talking to him for a few minutes, hear his latest tiff with ten, will re-energise you

of course if it’s more serious, then he would understand that trying to lighten everything wouldn’t work

“yaaah come here, beanie, I can’t hug you if you’re all the way over there”

will quickly resort to physical comfort

holding you so tightly

to the point that you could never feel like you weren’t known or loved

will rest his cheek on the top of your head or shoulder

it makes up for his lack of words perhaps

when he does talk though, I think he would (perhaps surprisingly) come out with something very deep and helpful

“bean, I think some people are just spiteful because that’s all they’ve ever known. it’s not your fault. so don’t ever blame yourself for their ignorance, k?”

“where did that...?”

“deep depths of the god yangyang’s life advice. now that’ll be 5 yen”

“yangyang why would I even have—?”

“well, as a wise man once said, ‘not my problem’... but since you’re so beautiful I’ll accept a kiss as payment.”

“you’re such a derp.”

“ooh, I haven’t heard that one in a while.”

he’ll then try to distract you if he can

funny memes for sure

maybe some video games

he’ll always let you win though

because he’s a good boyfriend

even if his charge rates are sometimes ‘extortionate’

not that you’d mind, would you?

Chenle

another of my sons

ok let’s face it a good quarter of the members are my sons

idec if every single one of them is older than me

anyway

if you think jisung is panicked

then chenle is that x2

might not say much

because he’s not sure really what to say at all

bless him

he won’t really know what to do

will message other members for help

otherwise he’ll probably stick to offering physical support

will hold onto you so tightly

nose resting in your hair

he won’t be able to resist planting a kiss there

shyly

will speak very softly, which doesn’t happen overly often

may ask you if you want anything

will happily buy you a few snacks totally not with renjun’s money

so that equals a shopping trip!

is chenle beyond putting you in a trolley and pushing you through the aisles?

“hey y/n!”

“yeah?”

“quickly...! get in!”

no. no he is not.

once you get kicked out he’ll take you straight home because it’ll probably be getting a bit dark

pray you don’t get banned from the store

if you want distraction completely

and just want to hear his day

he’ll be happy to talk your ear off like normal lmao

otherwise he’ll stick to trying to make you laugh and trying to make sure the rest of your day isn’t bad too

like a balance

as soon as he hears your laugh he’ll be back to his usual bouncy self

and so will you, most likely

chenle has that way, you know?

Jisung

bless his heart

he’ll see you upset and freeze

he’s so used to having his partner in crime be just as snarky and bouncy as he is

and so to see you down

oh boy he’s going to worry

and lowkey panic

will rush to you, trying to hide the fact he’s really worried

and will bite back several hurried questions

to the point that not much comes out at all

“y/n?”

no matter what’s happened, he’ll rush around, trying to do everything he can for you

totally not in a tiny bit of a frenzy

it might be quite amusing to watch him, especially if your day hasn’t been too bad

it’ll just show how much he cares for you

however, you probably won’t want or need 99% of the stuff he’s offering you

“y/n? do you want these flowers? they’ll help you feel like it’s summer even in-“

“sungie, thank you, and I appreciate your efforts, trust me I do, but please don’t read wikihow for advice ever again.”

“yeah you’re right.”

“I love you, sungie, you’re all I need, especially right now.”

“oh!”

will happily give you all the cuddles you want

he might be a bit hesitant if there are others around

but you come first

and so he’ll let you curl into his side

stroking circles into your side

“also sungie, where did those flowers actually come from?”

“sorry, a jisung never reveals his secrets”

~~~

AN: hope you enjoyed!

if you want more stuff like this then lmk! my requests are open! just dm me or send me an ask either is good

Masterlist

(it just needs to be updated a bit tbh)

#nct #nct scenario #nct imagine #nct fluff #nct x reader #wayv #wayv x reader #wayv fluff #wayv scenario #wayv imagine #ot21 #nct comfort #wayv comfort

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mhalachai · 5 years ago

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Hands of Clay outtake: The one where Steve tells Sharon he’s moving in with Bucky

Ever need to do something fluffy when the world is on fire?

So in the upcoming chapter of Hands of Clay (which i am working on), Bucky asks Steve if he and Clint want to move in with Bucky and Natasha. Steve will say yes (that’s not a spoiler) but I needed to write this scene that Bucky won’t be privy to as point-of-view character…

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Steve stared down at his phone. Of all the phone calls he’d had to make as part of the process of moving in with Bucky, for some reason, he was worried about this one the most.

And it wasn’t even based on any real concern, just…

Steve didn’t know how he was going to tell Sharon that he and Clint were moving into Bucky’s house.

It wasn’t like Sharon would be able to object. Steve had full custody of Clint, and was legally responsible for making all the decisions on behalf of their son. Bucky and Sharon seemed to get along.

And Clint was so happy, at the idea of going to live with his best friend. How could Sharon object to anything that made Clint happy?

And at the end of the day, Steve and Sharon had never really been in love with each other. They’d had a kid and lived together, had been friends, with certain benefits that had continued until Sharon left the city for work, but they’d never been a real couple.

So why was Steve so nervous?

“Boss.” Steve looked up to find Billy poking his head through the door. “Meeting’s been pushed back ten minutes, Noh-Varr’s dealing with the printer.”

“Okay.” Steve waited until Billy withdrew, before tapping on his phone screen. He had committed to the call with Sharon, now. No backing out.

She answered on the fourth ring. “Steve?” she said in greeting, her voice a bit sharp. “Is Clint okay?”

“Of course!” Steve exclaimed, wanting to kick himself. He should have texted Sharon first, to ask if she could talk. That had always been one of her things, that she might be busy with a real estate client and might not be able to talk whenever Steve called her. “Clint’s fine. He’s at school.”

“Okay.” The tension slid out of Sharon’s voice. “Sorry. Just… you never call me.”

“I know.” Steve took a deep breath, and plunged ahead. “You remember Bucky.”

A moment of dead silence. Then, “Yes, Steve. I remember James Barnes, your boyfriend.”

That was one of the other things Steve remembered about Sharon. They had such different communications styles, sometimes he wasn’t sure if she was mad or just amused. He decided to stop trying to figure her out. He was probably six years too late, anyway. “You know his daughter was sick—”

“Is she okay?” Sharon jumped in. “Clint said on the weekend that she was all better.”

“She’s on the mend,” Steve said, hedging a bit. Natasha was a ways away from a full recovery, but every day was a better day. “But you know, sometimes something happens and you have a chance to take stock of your life, and the people you love, and what you want out of life.”

Another moment of silence, then Sharon breathed, “Oh my god, did you two elope?

“What?” Steve squeaked. “No!”

“Oh,” Sharon said in what sounded like disappointment. Steve did not understand that woman. “Okay, then what?”

“Bucky asked me to move in with him, and I said yes.” Steve’s heart was pounding. He wanted Sharon to be okay with this. He needed Sharon to be okay with this. “We’re not going to wait too long, his place is closer to Clint’s school and we’re over there half nights anyway—”

“Hang on,” Sharon interrupted with urgency. Steve’s heart sank. She sounded mad again. “Steve Grant Rogers, have you gone and given notice on the apartment?”

Steve was getting whiplash from this conversation. “What?”

“Have you given notice on the apartment yet?” Sharon repeated. “Please tell me you didn’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because my name is on that agreement!” Sharon exclaimed. “Do you know how much money I’m paying for a studio in Manhattan?”

“Uh?”

“Three times what you’re paying for that one-bedroom!”

“So you don’t care that I’m moving in with Bucky?” Steve asked before his brain engaged.

“You’re already practically living with Bucky,” Sharon said. “Him and Natasha, that’s all Clint ever talks about when he’s over. If you’re happy, and Clint’s happy, then I’m happy. As long as you haven’t given notice on the apartment.” This last was said with ice in her voice.

“I haven’t given notice, Sharon, geeze.”

“Thank fucking god.”

“But you work in Manhattan, why would you want to spend that long on the train?”

“Three times the rent!” Sharon said again. “Okay. I’ll take over the apartment on the day you move out. When is that?”

“I was thinking the first of November.”

“That’s over a month away.”

“Yeah, well, I thought I was going to have to give a month’s notice.”

“You can leave some of the furniture if you want,” Sharon mused. “We’ll figure out how much of Clint’s stuff stays and how much goes over to the new place so he’s comfortable. Oh, and I can finally get rid of that horrible sofa.”

“What about the mattress?” Steve said, a little sarcastically. Sharon was taking to this idea with more enthusiasm than he thought necessary.

“Ew, no, I’m not sleeping on my ex’s mattress.”

Steve buried his head in his hands. “Sharon.”

“You want to come over and sleep on my bed?” There was the sound of typing in the background. “I’m travelling in October, but I’ll send you an itinerary of when we can exchange keys and move your stuff out.”

“Technically it’s still my apartment,” Steve complained.

“Technically, it’s our apartment. We both signed the lease.” The typing stopped. “Does Clint know you’re moving?”

“We talked about it yesterday,” Steve said. “He’s happy but a little nervous.”

“Then it’s good for him that he can always come over to visit his mother and sleep in his old bedroom,” Sharon said. “This is fantastic.”

Steve was pretty sure her mind wasn’t primarily on her son’s well-being, but having also lived the ups and considerable downs of the New York rental market, he couldn’t really blame her. “Good, glad you’re okay with this.”

“Fantastic,” Sharon said again. “Okay, tell Clint that everything is all going to be okay. I have a meeting I have to get to.”

“Bye, Sharon,” Steve said with resignation, and sat back in his chair as his ex hung up on him.

Billy hovered in the doorway. “So, meeting? The printer’s fixed.”

“Right.” Steve stood up. “Billy, do you understand women?”

Steve’s junior event manager gave his boss a disappointed glare. “You mean the fully autonomous human beings that inhabit the world around us?”

“Fine.” Steve picked up his laptop. “Do you understand your exes?”

“Oh.” Billy’s face cleared. “Not really.”

“Same.” Steve opened his phone to his texts. “Go, I’ll be there in a minute.”

As Billy cleared off, Steve texted Bucky with, Sharon is over the moon about us moving in together.

The immediate response of ?????? was a balm to Steve’s ego.

She’s moving back into the apartment to pay a third the rent of her place in manhatten.

new yrk rents suck

I know but it’s weird

did u want her to be mad

No, of course not.

good bc your a better man than tht

shut up, jerk

punk

love you

[middle finger emoji] [heart emoji]

With a smile and a lightened heart, Steve went off to his meeting.

Everything was going to be okay.

#hands of clay #outtakes #when the world is horrible #i write fanfic about rental prices #my writing #i'll put this up on ao3 at some point

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echotovalley · 4 years ago

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so because I’m taking a writing break but still super needy

I figured I would post this outline for a pokemon au that I’m never going to write. it’s basically notes from a conversation I had back in early 2018? Imagine my surprise going back now and realizing this might read much like Detective Pikachu - cubone is just my favorite pokemon

***before we get into anything please know that while I play pgo and I’ve learned LOTS of new pokemon, I’m still the most familiar and attached to the og 150 + 1. I also probably get a lot of canon pokemon rules and history wrong but my heart is in the right place

reblogs appreciated! | come talk at me about your thoughts or literally anything

premise: keith might not be a pokemon person

but pokemon are definitely a keith person

- for unknown reasons keith docks in cuba, he's kind of just been getting work and moving moving always moving because one place never works out for long. pokemon are everywhere but it's not his thing.

it never happened for him besides why would he make an animal be saddled with him? there's no stability there. and again, he's always moving. through so many different regions.

he doesn't have the heart to yank a sandshrew onto a barge across the atlantic or a charmander up the northeast coast of the US. he can barely take care of himself. and it's weird by now. to not have a pokemon by now. they were everywhere and so normalized.

they were part of everyday school curriculum and even in hospitals and rescue stations. which is another reason why he never stayed in one place very long because not having a pokemon didn't incite people to trust you.

bc even team rocket (team rocket still sounds so much better than team galra but team rocket is the galra) had pokemon that bonded and trusted them.

he gets a room and some horrible job on the coast and basically just gets by. tries not to cause trouble or get caught or encourage rattatas or a caterpie to follow him home because they could still smell half the lunch he didn't eat tucked in his bag

- i'm plotting by the seat of my pants but what really kick-started all of this was the thought of Keith finding a wounded cubone in the middle of the night.

it's too dark and raining to tell what animal or pokemon attacked it or if it was a person that fractured the skull he wore enough for a piece to break off along the jaw

the cubone sustained a mean looking scrape to its face and this is not what keith needs right now but he can tell the cubone's crying and kind of just accepted what's happened and it keeps pawing at the missing piece in the skull and keith may not actively interact with pokemon but he doesn't hate them and he still has a heart.

he's docked in cuba and his spanish just gets him by to get food and money and not anger anyone

he didn't think the barge's docking region through all of the way so he's got a cubone to help with rudimentary spanish that sucks on the best day but he's going to try and get the cubone help

he starts rushing through streets and people's yards because he could have swore the town had a gym he passed but in the dark and rain it takes him a full hour to find the gym.

- duh it's closed but he's at least going to bang on the doors and hopefully it's going to set off an alarm or something

the police will show up or someone will be able to take the cubone where it needs to go. his hand is numb from knocking as hard as he could before the door is whooshed open and someone is spitting rapid fire spanish like venom and he thinks he manages to get out that he can really only speak english and shoves the cunbone into their hands.

before he knows it, he's being yanked by his collar into the gym and down hallways and finally into the blinding lights of the pokemon center on sight.

there's more spanish and faces that look so similar that its clear it's a family that runs the gym.

- beep beep guess who's family owns and runs the gym

the pokecenter is actually a rehabilitation center founded and run by the McClain family for several generations

he gets questioned after the cubone is taken back behind the doors and it takes someone repeatedly snapping their fingers in front of his face to get him to come back to the conversation.

his name's keith, he's from the US, he just found the cubone - no he doesn't know if it has an owner, doesn't even know if it’s wild or if it has a nearby pack or how it got hurt or how long it’s been hurt.

but keith,

keith is his name and he can at least answer that.

he stays there over night and finds out that Marco is the one that answered the door. Veronica is the one to actually examine him because he looks like he's about to pass out.

their mother is the one to assure him the cubone would be fine - her daughter Rachel attends to injured pokemon and gets another son Luis to show Keith to a room in their house and keith passes out the second he stumbles to a bed.

- in the morning, when he goes to the bathroom and is in the middle of washing his hands, another son is banging on the door for Marco to get out of the bathroom and that's the first time he meets lance

when Keith yanks the door open he tells him to freaking stop because he's clearly not marco.

an older man, probably come to break up a fight, stops and blinks at keith before shouting over his shoulder about not remembering having or getting another kid (arthur "and who are you???" weasley style)

(our boy Lance has a minor panic about the cute random guy is his bathroom at 8 a.m.)

Keith gets shoved down at a table covered in food for breakfast and can't keep up he definitely has a headache and is ready to throw himself through a window when he's asked about his pokemon and if they need help too

he doesn't have pokeman and never has had one and isn't really interested and this family has centered their entire lives around it

- he sees the cubone again, in recovery and it paws a little at his hands in thanks

over the next few days, he stays with them and somehow gets roped into doing chores around the facility and given an assigned seat at their table for meals and he's just T H R O W N

they literally have an arbok taking a nap in a hammock in their backyard and a pod of seadras in an olympic pool in the gym just hanging out (doing little races between each other or chasing each other)

a vulpix he learns belongs to one of the McClain siblings (Rachel) sunbathes and sniffs at his feet while he’s working in the yard

and there's a persian destroying blinds in the living room window and a charizard in the kitchen

and some random small children he learns are marco's are throwing or shooting across the floor fridge magnets as a game with a magnemite

- begrudgingly on McClain’s part, keith’s assigned to Lance for being shown around the rehab center

lance takes him to the beach and out into the middle of the ocean on a boat

Keith: "this is where you feed me to a gryados"

Lance: "close"

and a freaking L A P RA S pops up out of the water and clicks at lance and makes little waves in his direction and they do a damn forehead touch he's crazy this is crazy

Keith: "YOU HAVE A LAPRAS???!!!!" - because even keith who doesn’t do pokemon knows what the heck a lapras is

Lance "I don't have a lapras. Nobody owns her. We just give her her room and protect or heal her when she needs it"

- the next few weeks see lance having to admit keith isn’t so bad and that just because he doesn’t have a pokemon, it doesn’t mean he actively dislikes them

the cubone is attached to keith - despite his bad attitude, lance says

this is the initial thought that kicked this off: keith asks if they have a 3D printer and once the cubone's injury is fully healed, he makes a mold for the missing piece and fits it in place

lance denies crying

"you've done one (1) good thing, kogane"

- then the real plot kicks in when the lapras is captured and taken from the beach by team rocket

lance blames keith because of the timing, because of keith's vague answers on where he's from, why he has no friends or family, no pokemon

insert painful, raw, yelled, "I TRUSTED YOU"

keith convinces him he's not part of team rocket and the main story starts where lance and keith leave to go after the lapras and return her to cuba.

- before they leave, rachel throws a pokeball at keith "i think your cubone might like this one"

and lance's eyes get huge because he knows what it is and then a pokemon is coming out of the pokeball

and it's a marowak

the cubone very carefully and slowly approaches her and the marowak just watches and waits. the cubone brushes its bone across the marowak's foot and then approaches and okay keith's eyes definitely water as he watches this marowak kind of take in the cubone.

(THE CRITICAL HIT COMES WHEN THE CUBONE EVENTUALLY EVOLVES. I like to think maybe through poke-magic the skull fixes itself when he evolves and the cubone hands the 3d mold back to keith and gets keith to put it on a chain safe for his skin to wear the 3d mold piece still)

- obv they get the lapras back,

they find out keith's mom was a double agent ofc for the team rocket faction that took the lapras

they meet hunk and pidge and allura and coran and romelle and others along the way to take down team rocket because what’s a pokemon au without the power of friendship

- keith and lance wait at the airport in cuba

it's for shiro, he had let keith travel because he saw that keith needed to find room to grow and find who he was

obviously keith is not 10. he and lance are 17.

anyways he rushes keith and pulls him into a big hug and tells keith how proud of him he is

the first thing lance tells shiro is about the time keith almost stepped on an exeggcute and how they chased him

or the time he almost sustained a skull fracture from a taurus and the time a seel thought keith was its mom

there was also that time with a magby-

keith: “OKAY LANCE WE GET IT THANK YOU”

BONUS:

keith being mildly terrified of the pokemon hanging around the McClain properties

Lance: "if you want to lay in the hammock just move him"

Keith: "just move him?! it's an arbok not a lap dog"

a nest of torchicks gets laid in the backyard and follows keith for two days after they hatch and lance laughs so hard he cries because keith can't shake them and he winds up tripping and they all jump on top of him

keith might not have been a pokemon person

but pokemon are definitely a keith person

#klance #Keith Kogane #Lance McClain #Voltron #VLD #writing tag

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icharchivist · 5 years ago

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The organization around this quarantine thing is such a disaster tbh.

About two weeks ago, two of our teachers were the ones who were especially worried.

There was the first case of covid19 in the nearby high school, and our uni, being a linguistic one in a region nearby the Italian border, has a lot of connection with centric pandemic regions in Italy, before they even shut down themselves.

Two of our teachers were concerned bc, as we just came home from holidays, a lot of people connected to the Italian branch came back to the uni as well, and nothing was really done about it.

One of my teacher was especially mad bc there was no soap in the bathrooms of the uni for a week at that time. She told us then that she will no longer note our presences for classes (mandatory esp for those with scholarships), and encouraged us if we were scared, knew we would be weak to the virus (asthma and such), or if we knew people who were, to not go to school anymore. Told us specifically to take pictures of the soapless bathroom so if the administration bothered us, we’d send them picture going “you’re endangering us”

I’m asthmatic. I have a lot of breathing problems in general, due to a nose malformation that makes it hard to breath and flow normally. and i have allergies. Hell my seasonal illness involves coughing, headaches, nothing flowing from the nose, and lung pains, feeling tired, all those stuff. I can’t even bring up how paranoid i am. Latest cycle of said sickness kicked in with a fever which worried my mom and I had to go see a doctor in urgence a couple of days ago. I’m fine. But i feel extremely paranoid. (and it’s not like France is getting us tested wth bloodtest or something - hospitals are overbooked with the pandemy so they only take in people with very urgent symptoms. Even if you get the virus unless you’re going very bad you’re encouraged to stay at home. There’s probably a lot of cases that we don’t know of because of that.)

But anyway school still didn’t stop back then, two weeks ago. We had two teachers who took the time to sit us down and discuss it with us. How the uni was not prepared to handle it. How they both thought the uni should have closed by now, that they’re discussing it, but they don’t want to yet.

For two weeks all we got as info was that everything was fine. Only need to clean your hands and cough in your arms. But we also had massive announcement just 5 days ago about how it was not even thought of to close schools. To close places with high work going. That we can’t let it stop us and all.

Last Wednesday, there were still clear announcement that there will be no stopping schools or work or anything. Last Friday, we were issued with a message announcing the massive closing of every schools and we were encouraged to stay at home.

Our uni, is, of course, not prepared for it. We got a few homeworks or class by mails with clear messages from our teachers telling us they’re not prepared and we will need to improvise - us students involved. Our exams, that were to happen in April, will be pushed back to May or June. For now.

On Saturday, they encouraged us to still go vote for the Mayor Elections on Sunday. Obviously, more than half of the population didn’t show up. But we were encouraged to do it still.

On Saturday, we were told to no longer go in groups in places. Something that is obvious of course, but a couple of days ago was not even issued. People stayed up late, disregarded the announcement. In the same breath we were told to not go out anywhere with many people, but to go out to do the election on Sunday still.

Mid Sunday, i get a mail from my uni residence saying that people living in those are encouraged to leave their room, whenever definitly or temporary to return to their family during the shut down of the schools.

I didn’t want to, considering my relationships with my family, but this was getting scary. We were still /encouraged/ but not obligated yet.

I had seen my mom on the Saturday for the doctor so we discussed the possibility, and while not obligated yet, i was a bit scared. I ended up askign my mom to come pick me up. I couldn’t move out *everything* obviously, but i took already 7 bags with me. My mom originally wanted to help me move out on Monday, but the announce scared me enough i wanted to get it done then immediatly.

Sunday evening, they announce they’re going to restrict moving around. Every shops would close. My mom works in administration soe she had to go work monday still.

Monday my mom’s employer basically tells her to take “holidays” so she doesn’t have to pay her, all while planning to pass all the mails and phonecalls to the agency to my mom’s phone. She’s sent home on Monday.

Monday evening we got the announcement from the gov that we were in complete lockdown. No longer allowed out without a permit. Only allowed to be out for reasons like grocery shopping, going to the pharmacy or doctor, or if you have jobs that are obligated for the good functionment of the country and crisis. (although they did issue you’re allowed to take your dog out but not for long)

We have to go on the gov’s website to ask for a permit. Like Italy i’ve heard.

We also have a curfew, no longer allowed out until a certain hour.

So now, today, Tuesday, the whole thing is in place. I’ve heard policemen in my street earlier today ask for people’s permit for being out.

And my uni residence just sent us a mail saying they no longer even tolerate people being inside the residence for the quarantine. We are obligated to move out ASAP, to a family member or such, or leave definitly. Today, while the gov has issued you can no longer be out without a permit you printed - while, also, we don’t have printers in our residences.

I feel glad i followed my gut feeling on Sunday to move out bc i have no idea how i could have asked help to move out today with those measures in place.

What i’m trying to get accross is how quickly those measures were taken in the past few days while it’s been a few weeks we’ve been many to worry enough to think dispositions should have been taken earlier. We’ve been thinking about it for weeks at the uni, but suddenly in less than 5 days we went from “we’re not changing a thing” to “quarantine yourself at your parents’s”.

Not to mention our President doing lots of lectures about how we’re At War, A Health War Sure, But At War And We Have To Consider It As Such. Obviously extremely reassuring to hear while you hear about the amount of death and sickness on TV.

Not like the sickness is any better either. I have a friend who’s a nurse in a part of France that is badly affected. Cases with young people starts to degenerate very quickly, even if they had no prior reasons for it to happen.

We discovered ibuprophen worsen the virus and it brought people who would have no prior situation into critical states to be taken care of.

/young people with no prior situations/, which i think is important to mention since so many people are brushing off the virus in a “it only affect the elderly or people with weak immune system”, as if this wasn’t reason enough to worry, as if we don’t all know multiple people like that around us, as if the 14days incubation period wasn’t terrifying, as if even if we get minor symptoms we don’t get to spread around a sickness that can be deadly for people with a weaker immune system. Well, if it’s so bad to understand the issue yet, i guess thus “young people with no prior situation get into critical situation” should be a wake up call. We don’t know that virus. It’s frightening.

People get recontaminated too. Which means we don’t get an immunity from healing. We can catch it again. Who knows how that may even go.

My friend, the nurse, says people keep stealing their equipment. They’re shortstaffed, short in materials, they can barely handle the crisis, not helped by the fact it’s been years that the gov keeps cutting health center’s ressources down. We’re not prepared for a pandemic that way.

Like... I read everyone talk about the panic buyer making it much more of a problem than it is. And while it’s true, it’s overshadowing that this is a Bad Situation, that we know nothing of that virus and it’s scary, and that the gov’s quarantine had been rushed into so much no one knows how to organize themselves around it.

For now it’s planned for 15 days. god knows how long it will take.

I, asthmatic currently sick with issues breathing, am stuck back with my mom who smokes all the time at home. Both quarantined. I feel lowkey cursed tbh. For years i tried to escape my family, dealing with all the issues that goes with it, and when i finally manage to do so, i get two lawsuits up my ass bc my dad is a douche and then my residence closes up bc of a massive sickness forcing me to go back to my mom’s.

I don’t know how to focus on my classes bc the organization is chaotic. I’m scared hearing the news. I have trouble breathing all day and while i know it’s nothing, i remain anxious. I don’t know how long i’m gonna stand my mom. Internet gets slower bc of the influx of people locked home to work.

i don’t care much for being quarantined itself, i can spend days in my home without problems. I don’t like being stuck with my mom and i just don’t like how we’ve been pushed into it in a complete lack of preparation for it.

I miss my home.

And it’s just France. Italy and Spain have been in those situations for a while too.

In a way that makes me even more angry that they didn’t take precaution before while the Italian gov had been warning us for weeks to be careful and take stuff into account before it’s too late. And we still waited, and we still rushed, and now we will blame everyone who is not understanding how thhe gov went from “it’s only a little flu don’t worry, keep going with your life just wash your hands” to “how irresponsable are you not to be in quarantine” in two days. You wonder then why people are panic buying, it’s not like the gov did any work to be crystal clear about the situation. You wonder people are being careless, a couple of days ago they were still told they had no reason to worry and to look down on those who panics.

EDIT: and lmao, i have been saying those stuff for weeks, for about two weeks i say it should have been taken into account, and my mom was pro-keeping-the-mayor-election-going (bc she wuld perhaps get a job out of it) and i told her then i thought it was a very bad idea to keep them going. My mom tried to convince me about how noooo, it was fiiine, we had to have those municipals anyway, “if people can go grocery shopping they can go vote” as our prime minister said, which i found horrifying (buying good is vital, electing a mayor can wait). And my mom kept insisting that it was important. And now, everyone says it was a bad idea to carry them on. Our own election house didn’t take any health precaution. Even my mom is saying “it was a bad idea.” Call me Cassandra bc i Keep Telling Them This Is Gonna Happen and no one ever listen to me and Too Bad. Ffs.

This is a mess of a situation. It’s making me extra anxious.

But well that’s how it is now I guess. Sighs.

#ichapersonal #that's super long btw if you open it #this situation is a mess it's. hhhhhhhhHH

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rogertaylors-lipgloss · 5 years ago

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Love & Lasagna- Chapter One

I know I have a couple of requests waiting but those are almost finished and should be up in the next few days. I’ve had a lot going on since school let out and I got really behind in my writing. BUT I hope you guys enjoy this new series, and should be updating the others very soon. Let me know if you’d like to be added to this taglist or to my permanent taglist.

This is a Prof!Gwilym x Reader.

Warnings: 18+, smut, maybe some cursing, forbidden romance, unprotected sex (no glove no love, peeps)

Word Count: 4.5k+ (I can’t check for sure bc Word has decided to glitch)

It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon. Y/N tapped the end of her pencil on the table, barely paying attention to the words drifting from the professor’s lips. After a particularly grueling shift the night before at the local café she worked at, she found it increasingly difficult to stay awake. This was her favorite part of the day, her class with Dr. Lee. She was his graduate assistant, and although the freshmen in World History 101 could be a little tiresome, she loved her job. What she loved even more, however, was how close she had become to Dr. Lee. He was British and had moved to the U.S. to teach at the university she had been at since undergrad. His face was striking, with a subtly pronounced jawline covered in light stubble, and his deep, hazy blue eyes were set off by his neatly coifed brown hair. Today, his tall, slender (yet still muscular) frame was accentuated by a crisp white button-down tucked into a perfectly tailored pair of tan chinos. Even in her drowsy state, Y/N swooned internally.

Though there was always an air of professionalism between the two, she couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to kiss him. She shook the thought out of her head. He may not be her professor anymore, but he was still her superior. Not to mention he was on the committee overseeing her thesis. But she couldn’t help be remember fondly the first time they graded exams together.

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She had been in her office after hours attempting to grade some of the 100+ papers she had stacked neatly in front of her. Gwilym had been on his way out when he heard the faint sounds of music coming from down the hall. He hadn’t expected to find you, but there you were. She startled at the sound of him knocking on the door. “What are you still doing here?”

“Uh, well, some hard-ass left a giant stack of papers here for me, so…” Gwilym laughed and her face broke into a wide, toothy smile.

“I’m sure he- or she-“ Y/N giggled. “- meant well. Maybe I could be of some assistance?”

“Well, I mean, considering you’re the hard-ass in question, I figure that would be the least you could do. Your office or mine?”

Gwilym glanced around at the small, cramped space. “Mine. Definitely”

He picked up the stack of papers while she slung her backpack over her shoulder. After locking the door, she followed him down the hallway to his office. Since he was one of the more recent professors to join the history department, he had also been stuck with a drab basement office. Y/N had been in his office many times. It was the same size as the TA office she shared, but with only one desk it was significantly more spacious. After settling into a pair of chairs, Y/N and Gwil settled in for a long night of grading. They sat in comfortable silence, interrupted every so often by exchanging jokes about some of the responses the students had left on their exams. “This one really thought Henry VIII broke with the church to marry Elizabeth I, his daughter!” The two laughed heartily and a conversation about the prevalence of royal incest ensued. The night continued on this way until Y/N had some trouble making out one of the written responses.

“Dr. Lee- “

“Gwilym.” He corrected.

“Right. Gwilym. Can you make this out by any chance? This one must think they’re a doctor.” Y/N walked over to where he was sitting, and leaned over his shoulder, placing the stapled packet within his view. His breath hitched at how close she was. She noticed but interpreted it to mean that she was crossing a line. She cleared her throat and took a step back.

“Ah, so the question is ‘what was the name of the pope who excommunicated Henry VIII,’ and they appeared to have answered incorrectly. Unfortunately, ‘that one pope dude’ is not a sufficient answer.” They laughed together again, and he handed the paper back to her.

They sat there grading for another hour, Gwilym glancing at her every so often. Her soft, Y/S/C face was framed by stunning Y/H/C hair. He had noticed it before, but only now did fully take it in. Not only was she intelligent, but she was undeniably beautiful and had a sense of humor that perfectly matched his own. When they finally called it a night, she waved goodbye as they went their separate ways. He watched longingly as she walked away, relishing the subtle swaying of her hips. Little did he know that she had fallen asleep that night touching herself to the thought of him.

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Dr. Gwilym Lee glanced up at Y/N occasionally as he droned on. Y/N was a bright student. Typically attentive and engaging in class, he couldn’t help but wonder why she looked like she was going to pass out at any given moment. Sighing, he shut down the projector and dismissed the class. The other students quickly disappeared while Y/N collected her things, not noticing Dr. Lee striding towards her desk as she shoved her notebook into her bag.

“Y/N?” Her head snapped up, meeting his gaze as a deep blush rose to her cheeks. “Are you feeling quite yourself today?”

His accent never failed to make her knees weak, but she steeled herself and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ears. “I’m sorry Dr. Lee, I just had a late shift last night and my car wouldn’t start when I clocked out. I had to walk all the way back to my dorm and I had barely been asleep when some idiot pulled the fire alarm. By the time they let us back inside, I had to shower and get ready for my meeting with Dr. Barnett. I know that’s not an excuse, I won’t let it happen again.”

She was so frantic that Gwilym placed a calming hand on her shoulder. Y/N’s heart fluttered at his touch. “Don’t worry, Y/N. You aren’t in trouble.”

Letting out a sigh of relief, she felt visibly more at ease. “Thank you, Dr. Lee.”

Chuckling, Gwilym gave her shoulder a squeeze before letting his arm drop. “I’ve told you, Y/N. You can call me Gwil.”

“Right, okay. Gwil.” A smile crept across her face. She shifted her weight from foot to foot. Being this close to him made her nervous.

“Next time something like that happens, call me, yeah? I don’t live too far from campus and I’d rather lose a little sleep than have you walking alone at night, okay?” Her eyes widened, but she nodded.

“Do you have other classes today?” He looked at her inquisitively over the rim of his glasses. She shook her head. “Work?” She shook her head again. “Good,” he smiled. “Why don’t you try to go get a nap in, yeah? I had been hoping to discuss your thesis progress, do you think you’d be up to meeting me in my office later this afternoon? About 5-ish?”

“Sure thing, Dr.- I mean, Gwil. Sorry. I think I can manage that, Gwil.” He chuckled at her as she mentally chastised herself.

“Wonderful. I’ll see you then, just make sure you get some rest first.”

Y/N made her way back to her dorm room, but instead of going inside to sleep, she was confronted with a ribbon tied to the door handle. Shit, she thought. The ribbon was the code she and her roommate, Georgie, had decided on to signify when they had a “companion.” Unfortunately for Y/N, Georgie had been using this code at least three times a week. She was still in her undergrad, and although she was always friendly, Y/N couldn’t help but wish she had forked out the extra cash for a single dorm. Or an apartment, she thought. Georgie was only 19, and at 24, Y/N felt a bit out of touch with the culture of sex and partying that Georgie had bought into.

Sighing, Y/N walked back across campus to the building that housed the history department. If she couldn’t sleep in her own bed, maybe she could at least find respite in the TA office. It was small and she shared it with about three other TAs. The office was tucked away, out of sight in the cold, dank basement, with four desks crammed tightly inside. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found it empty, the other assistants out for the day. Y/N flicked off the main light and turned on the small lamp she kept on her desk. Her desk was tucked away in the corner and covered with books for her thesis. Pushing the books to the side, she zipped up her hoodie and laid her head down on the desk. She had just started to doze off when she heard the door open.

“Y/N? I thought I told you to go home and sleep?” Y/N peered up at Gwilym, who stood in the doorway.

“You did. And I tried. Except my roommate was too busy not sleeping, if you catch my drift.”

Gwil’s cheeks flushed. “Ah, yes. Well, you should have texted me. I forgot I had to go to a departmental meeting this afternoon, so my apartment will be empty until later tonight. I could give you a key, if you’d like, that is.”

It was Y/N’s turn to blush. “Oh, you don’t have to do that. I’ll be quite alright- “

“Y/N, please. I insist.” Gwilym slid his spare off of his keyring and handed it over. Y/N nervously took it. He pulled a blank piece of paper out of the printer on one of the desks and scribbled something on it before handing it to Y/N. “This is my address. Like I said, it’s pretty close to campus.”

“Thank you, Gwilym.” He nodded at her before muttering goodbye and turning to leave.

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Y/N soon found herself standing in front of a small stone house, glancing back down at the scrap of paper to make sure she was in the right place. This is it. She walked up the pathway and unlocked the front door. Stepping inside, Y/N walked down the short hallway to the living room. The first thing she noticed was the books. The room was small, but with a cozy feel. There was a fireplace on the center of the back wall, with a leather couch and matching chair facing towards it. On the wall behind the couch, stood four tall bookshelves overflowing with books. Upon inspection, Y/N noted that they were predominantly history-related, with a few fictional classics thrown in. They were all meticulously organized by genre, then chronologically based on the period they covered. She chuckled to herself. Typical historian. It was how her own tiny dorm-sized bookshelf was organized.

It took minimal exploring to find the bedroom, given it was the only closed-off room aside from the bathroom. Inside, she found an immaculately made bed with white sheets and a matching white down comforter. It looked so comforting and inviting that Y/N almost climbed in still wearing her jeans. Shit, my jeans, she thought. With her dorm room occupied, she hadn’t been able to snag any of her pajamas. She could always sleep in her underwear, but then what if Gwilym came home and saw her? Would that really be so bad? She shook the thought out her head and walked over to the dresser, hoping he wouldn’t mind if she borrowed something. She pulled out a long pair of oversized, plaid pajama bottoms, and a plain white undershirt. Gwilym was relatively slender, but somehow Y/N managed to fit her hips into the pants. After changing, she pulled back the comforter and dove in. It felt like a cloud to her tired body, and she buried herself under the blanket. It took mere seconds for her drift asleep.

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It had been a long day for Gwilym. The meeting had run late, and it was 7:45 P.M. before he finally made it back home. He could hear light snoring coming from his bedroom and opened the door slightly to get a look. Y/N was still there, fast asleep. Her hair was a disheveled mess atop her head, and her lips were parted just enough for a small bit of drool to escape. Beautiful, he thought, though he immediately felt guilty. At 29, he was only a few years older than she was, having only finished his PhD two years ago and had been lucky enough to find a position shortly after. Age, however, was not the issue. Though she was not his student, she was still his assistant. The other professors would not look favorably upon such a relationship, though he had thought about it often.

She’d been his assistant for most of those two years, and over the course of that time he had fallen hopelessly head-over-heels. They often chatted together while they graded the undergraduate students’ papers and exams and found that they both had the same dry sense of humor. He loved the way her eyes always shut when she laughed, how she tugged on her ear lobe when she was deep in thought, and so much more. Sometimes he even thought she might feel the same but had brushed the notion to the side. She would never love someone like me, he thought. Little did he know about the butterflies that plagued Y/N every time she was in the same room as him.

He gently shut the bedroom door and made his way into the kitchen to put the kettle on. As he waited for the water to heat up, he picked up one his books and settled into the leather chair. Soon after, the kettle began to whistle. Shit, he hadn’t thought about the noise that came with making tea. He silently chastised himself, hoping he hadn’t woken her. He knew how much she needed the rest.

Y/N shot up in bed at the sound of the whistle. She looked over at the clock he had on his nightstand. “Shit,” she muttered to herself. She’d been asleep for almost five hours. Hearing noises coming from the kitchen, she begrudgingly climbed out of the warm comfort of the bed.

Gwilym had taken the kettle off the heat and was digging around searching for a mug. “Gwilym?” At the sound of you voice he whipped his head around.

“Y/N. Please forgive me, I forgot how loud the kettle was.”

She rubbed her eyes, still heavy with sleep. “S’okay. It’s my fault for oversleeping.”

He glanced up and down, recognizing the clothes she was wearing as his own. A grin tugged at the corners of his lips. “I see you made yourself at home.”

Her cheeks burned red, and she stuttered, “Oh, uh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to sleep in my jeans, and I couldn’t very well sleep naked- oh my god.” She didn’t think it was possible, but she felt her cheeks get even hotter when the word “naked” left her lips. “I’m so sorry, I’ll just go change and I’ll be out of your hair.”

As she turned to walk back to the bedroom, Gwilym reached out for her wrist without thinking. “Please don’t go. It’s alright, love.” It was his turn to blush. In a moment of spontaneous boldness, he commented, “Looks better on you anyways.”

Her eyes widened and she looked down to hide her smile, though it didn’t go unnoticed by Gwil. Clearing his throat, he tried to ease the awkward tension. “Would you like to stay for dinner? We never did get the chance to discuss your thesis. I’m not the best cook, but I can make a mean lasagna.”

“Anything would be better than another night of microwaved Ramen. And if I see one more Lean Cuisine I might die.”

Gwilym laughed. “Well, we mustn’t have that. God only knows where I’d be without you in class with all of those freshmen. If I hear one more question that could be answered by reading the syllabus, I WILL die.” They both giggled at that.

Y/N walked around the small kitchen island. “So, chef Gwil, how can I help?”

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After dividing up tasks, the two quickly completed their masterpiece and placed it in the oven. “How long do we wait?” Y/N rubbed her stomach, not realizing until just then how hungry she was.

“About forty-five minutes,” Gwil said as he set the timer on the stove. Y/N let out a groan and Gwilym laughed at her reaction. “There, there, it will pass in no time. Oh, hold on. You’ve got a bit of sauce- “

He reached over to wipe a bit of tomato sauce off of her cheek with his thumb. Her breath caught as his sudden touch. He gulped and started to pull his hand away but was surprised when Y/N placed her hand over his. He stepped closer until she could feel his breath on her forehead.

“Y/N,” he whispered. She felt a chill run down her spine.

“Gwilym.” She closed the short distance between them and pressed her lips against his. She was surprised at how soft they were and even more surprised when his hand left her cheek and slipped into her hair, pulling her closer to him. He politely swept his tongue across her bottom lip before deepening the kiss. She moaned into his mouth as Gwilym reached around her to lift her up, setting her down on top of the island counter. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” He uttered between kisses.

“I think I have some idea.” She pressed her hips into his pronounced erection, and he let out a soft moan.

The t-shirt she had borrowed from him started to fall off her shoulders, and Gwilym pressed kisses to the exposed skin, working his way from her shoulders to her clavicle. “You’re so incredibly beautiful, Y/N.”

“I’ve wanted you for so long, Gwil.” She answered, her head falling back as he marked her neck.

“And I, you.” He lifted her back up, allowing her time to wrap herself around him more securely before carrying her into the bedroom. He laid her back down on the plush comforter she had been buried in not too long ago. Y/N tugged at his belt, unbuckling it quickly before plunging her hand underneath the waistband of his pants and boxer briefs. His breath caught in his throat as she palmed his bare erection. She could tell by the outline on his pants that he was large, but she never expected what she found when she finally freed him from his underwear, working her wrist up and down him in steady strokes. He moaned before pushing his pants the rest of the way down his legs before kicking them off the bed, with his shirt quickly joining them on the floor. She only paused her movements for Gwilym to pull his t-shirt over her head and stood up briefly to remove his pajama pants from her body.

She started to climb back into the bed, but Gwil stopped her gently. “Please, let me just take you in for a moment.” She blushed but complied. Gwilym had often wondered what she would look like undressed, but now that he was confronted with the reality of her standing in her underwear in his bedroom, he was speechless. She silently thanked God that she actually managed to put on a matching bra and underwear. He quietly admired the way the purple fabric contrasted with her skin, then patted the space on the bed next to him. She belly-flopped onto the bed, and he let out a loud laugh. She grinned at him before moving to straddle him. His eyes shut at the erotic feeling of his naked member brushing against the thin fabric of her panties. Putting his hands on her back, he held her in place as he moved up the bed until his back was against the headboard. He cradled her in his arms and she slowly ground her hips into his.

She could feel his erection growing harder and the neediness she felt in the pit of stomach was becoming unbearable. Sensing this, Gwilym looked into her eyes. “Are you sure this is what you want, love?” She nodded fervently. Gwil reach behind her to unhook her bra and she stood up on the bed so that he could pull her panties off easily. She sat back down next to him and let her head fall back on a pillow. Gwil positioned himself at the foot of the bed and lightly pushed her knees apart. He trailed kisses up each of her thighs before finally settling in the spot she needed him most. Her body jolted with pleasure as he attached his lips to her folds, and she absentmindedly laced her fingers tightly in his hair to hold him in place.

“You’re so wet for me,” he breathed before reattaching to her clit. His name tumbled from her lips, over and over, the sound like heaven to his ears. When she moaned as two of his fingers slipped inside, he rutted his hips into the mattress for relief. “D’you like that love? Come for me, Y/N.”

He continued pumping his fingers and felt her start to tighten around them.

“I need you Gwil. All of you, please.”

God, even her whining is enticing, he thought. “Don’t worry love. This isn’t even the start of all the things I want to do to you. Want to make you feel good,” he murmured into her pelvis. “Do you think you can take one more, sweetheart?”

When Y/N nodded, Gwil carefully added a third finger and began pushing his fingers into her with more aggressive enthusiasm. She began to unravel around his unforgiving pace and felt herself tiptoe closer and closer to the edge of pure bliss. His mouth and fingers were relentless, and even as she fell over the edge, he kept up his pace until she was convulsing with the best orgasm she’d ever had. He pulled his fingers out of her, and the sight of him licking her wetness off of his fingers was almost enough to make her fall over the edge again.

Gwilym slid up the mattress until his face was level with hers. She turned and placed her hands on either side of his head before initiating another deep kiss. She pulled him until his entire body hovered over her own. His lips attached to her neck, and though she was still sensitive from her orgasm, she didn’t want to wait any longer. “Gwil,” she breath into his ear. “Please Gwil.” Her hand snaked down the length of his torso until she felt his member in her hand. He was so worked up that he bucked into her hand as she began stroking him. “You’re so needy, baby. Tell me what you want.”

Her words elicited a quiet moan from him. “You. Just you.” His lips met hers hard before he aligned himself with her entrance. He looked into her eyes once more. She nodded and he finally entered her.

Y/N had been with other men before, but none of them had even come close to filling her up as fully as Gwilym did. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he gave her a moment to adjust. After a few seconds, she pushed her hips up to meet his, silently giving him permission to begin.

He started slowly, afraid of hurting her. She felt heavenly around his cock, like she was perfectly made just for him. But she was just as needy as he was and kept bucking against him in an attempt to speed up the pace.

“So eager,” he chuckled. “Use your words, Y/N.”

“I need more of you, Gwil. God, I need more.” A moan escaped her lips at his tantalizingly slow pace, and he smirked down at her.

“All you had to was ask, my sweet, sweet girl.” He pecked her cheek before sliding his hand behind her head. He readjusted his weight and held her close as began to thrust into her with a renewed sense of purpose. He wasn’t going to last long, especially not with the cries that were flowing from her lips. She was so warm, and all she wanted, at least in that moment, was him.

When Gwilym felt her walls tighten again, his movements became more erratic.

“I’m so close, love.” He was struggling to hold back, but he knew he couldn’t for much longer.

“Me too, oh my God Gwil please. Please.” That was all it took for his hips to stutter as he released his warm, sticky fluid inside of her. The warmth the coated her walls was enough to send her tumbling back over the edge. Her vision went black and he continued moving inside her, coaxing her through the wave of pleasure that had taken over every inch of her being.

Her body trembled as she came down from her high, and though he was gentle, she cried out when finally pulled out of her. Gwilym held her tightly, steadying her as the began to come back down to earth. He sweetly kissed her temple, her nose, then her mouth. She parted her lips, inviting him to deepen the kiss. They laid there making out for short while.

Suddenly, Gwilym broke the kiss, pulling back slightly but his hand remained fully entwined in her hair.

“Y/N, I want you to know that this wasn’t just sex to me.” She looked up at him with wide eyes. “I know there are consequences to what I’m about to say, but I have to say it. I have been in love with you since the first night you came into my office to grade.”

She didn’t hesitate. “I love you, Gwilym.” She looked up at him through her eyelashes, taking in the surprised look on his face. He hadn’t dared to hope that she would feel the same way and hearing it out loud was more than he could ever want. “How do we do this?” She asked.

“I don’t know. You only have a few months before you graduate. We just have to keep this between us until then, and maybe for a little while after to avoid suspicion of foul play.”

Y/N didn’t like keeping secrets but knew that in this case she’d have no choice but to make an exception. “What about my thesis?”

“Well, we’ll just have to continue as normal. It would look odd if I suddenly resigned from the committee.”

Y/N nodded, and Gwilym pressed a knowing kiss to her temple. “I know this is difficult,” he said. “But I love you and I want to be with you. It will be okay, Y/N. No matter what happens, you will always have me.”

She smiled, and then jumped up out of the bed. Panicked, she looked at Gwilym and shouted, “THE LASAGNA!”

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literally just a dumb unorganized list of school tips

source: im a grad student. i’ve had a lot of school. also i’m adhd & mentally ill and require +8 organization. this is mostly directed @ college students, but maybe high school students can use it too, fuck, idk, it’s been forever since i was stuck in that hell hole

just say “professor” either ur using the correct title for a person (will make them feel good) or you’re giving them a bigger title on the assumption they deserve it (which will make them feel good) and also prevents having to ever i mean ever use their names

talk at least 1 time a week in each class, aim for 1 time a day. even lecture classes. i fucking hate talking in front of more than 5 people, so what i would do is prepare a question about the hw/etc (even if i didn’t need it answered) to ask the professor after class so they saw me and got used to me and saw i was invested in their class. about 89% of teachers - if they see you try, they will pass you. i mean it’s literally that easy. i know people who went from like a c- but because they legit tried, their grade got bumped up to a b-.

if u have to bring a laptop, pre-download the required material/screenshot it, and then turn off your wifi. it’s too easy to not listen.

physical writing will always give you more information recall over typing.

nobody cares about stupid shit anymore trust me they don’t remember that you were accidentally locked in a towel out of your room bc they have their own dumb shit that happened.... in college all the “cringe culture” turns into “god i wish that were me” culture ... wear ur onesie to a party trust me you make +800 friends and 799 of them will be girls telling you you’re adorable and they’d die for you

about locking urself out.... if ur like me and can breeze past post-it notes placed in obvious areas, don’t be a dumb bitch and rely on post-it-notes. while most schools offer 1 free lockout, dont rely on it - it once took 2 hours before someone could get to me. i was in a towel, which meant no phone. so like. anyway, what i do now is i put something on the handle of the door i have to open/unlock. i can’t just open the door w/out the thing falling down and making a loud “you dumb bitch unlock the door before u shower” sound.

this works for all important don’t-forget it things. other obstacles i’ve used to remind myself to do something include: putting a chair with my wholeass posterboard in front of the door, an entire printer with a single piece of paper that just read “for the love of god check to be sure you have that essay”, and a recycling bin i kept forgetting to empty. guess what bitch finally emptied the bin once it was between me and a swift exit!

no offense and like the whole “it’s the best years of your life!” thing is great but in reality everything goes better scholastically when you treat it as “i came here to win, not to make friends.” i still did make friends, went to parties every weekend, was popular enough i’d be invited to several on one night - but i came there to win. when i put my scholastic life and my mental health first, i went from a 2.0 to a 3.98. yes you can, bitch.

you’re spending the money. don’t squander it. trust me when i say i know plenty of people who breeze through, bc you often can. but like. don’t. challenge yourself bc like. talk about an investment.

if you hate your major, change it. don’t make your life something you can’t stand. on that note, do NOT agree 100% to a track until you have at least some experience in the field. i cannot tell u how many ppl i know who got their whole masters/phd program done, walked into their new profession, and were like, Oh Fuck, I Can’t Live Like This.

college literally offers so many free things and if you’re not taking advantage of them whenever possible i get it but like. try to take advantage of them. this is everything from your gym (which probably has free classes dude) to clubs to like. sober events. these sober events are so ... fuckin good dude i’ve made mason jars with little plants in em... bee aviaries... candles.... go to the free stuff

oh ps on free stuff i wanna say about 4 of 5 days there’s free food on campus just look for things like job fairs, presentations, or discussion groups. also while you’re there at the job fair like. u know, go to the job fair in earnest

i took off 2 years to work and also to just. recover from my bullshit. and it took me 6 years and 3 schools to get my bachelor’s. it wasn’t easy but bitch i lived. there’s no such thing as “too long” to graduate if that’s truly what you want to do.

if on the meal plan, eat as clean as you can the first week. then introduce each part of the cafeteria’s possibly-food-poisoning-creating foods one at a time. give @ least 2 days between each experiment so you know for sure if you get sick what caused it. i literally never eat meat at school but you can still get sick off of unwashed lettuce/salad dressing that hasn’t been refrigerated properly/weirdass things you won’t even think of. this prevents like. dying in a public bathroom.

white loaf bread can be gross & boring. discount bakery section for your slightly chewy artisianal bread needs. if overstale, either toast it or dunk it into water and microwave it (unless u got an oven. use the oven if u can)

steal as many apples from the dining hall/events/etc as physically possible just do it they keep FOREVER and @ some point you’ll be like. fUCK i need a nutrition. ps if you’re keeping them in ur backpack (i wouldn’t keep more than 2) make sure to wrap w/a few paper towels so if you drop your bag you don’t get apple mush

write it all down bitch. “i’ll remember it” no you won’t. unless you are capable of remembering every idea on this list and in order, you won’t remember it. in general, if you write something 3 times, you will recall it correctly at least 80% of the time. i also read it out loud to myself, bc, you know, auditory recall

DO NOT just put your assignment at the top of your notes, unless you’re 100% sure that will work for you. in most cases, it’s much better to have a planner/agenda/place you expect to look for assignments. +7 points if you lie to yourself about deadlines and move them all up.

like not to sound too much like a DARE ad but like. if you don’t like it/don’t want it, don’t fuckin do it. the idea that “there’s nothing to do if you don’t party” is such bullshit. like i promise if you’re like “i am a grouch and want to stay in and binge netflix” about 45 ppl will show up in pjs like “bitch fullscreen it, im a grouch too.” there’s also like. the chance to just.... not overindulge. on wednesdays i have “wine wednesdays” where we sit around and drink a glass of wine while we do our hw. it’s chill and friendly instead of like. drink until u vomit. don’t feel like you either gotta slam the breaks or the gas pedal, is what i mean.

PLEASE know the signs of alcohol poisoning/overdose. most schools have a “Safety Always Matters Most” policy, which means that you can call for help w/out getting into trouble. if you think someone is in danger, act. this also goes for making sure ppl get home safe even if they’re just incapacitated, not poisoned. step in, dudes.

also just. notice when ur starting to rely on stuff too much. i’m super easily addicted to things, so i keep a healthy distance from liquor. i don’t let myself “drink to feel better” bc that’s a scary, scary thing to link to feeling better. if you or somebody u know starts drinking all the time/gets anxious if they don’t drink/drinks in the daytime .... get help. schools have counselling services for a reason.

you’re gonna get a cold/flu of some sort in the first 2 months just brace for it. in the meantime, drink vitamin c, try not to touch too many handles, and when people say “there’s something going around” believe them.

watch kaplan nike just do it

if you can teach it, you know the material. a super good way of knowing if you studied the right way is to try and teach the material to a stuffed animal/imaginary class.

“i don’t know how to study” bitch me too the fuck. this is usually bc we’ve been taught that studying is just sitting down and staring @ ur notes. it’s not. it’s different for everyone, and you need to understand it’s 99% preventative care. if you don’t go to the class or do the homework, studying is going to fucking suck, bc you’re learning the material all at once for the first time. the place you should consider “studying” is “i’m confident in 70-90% of the material, but need to review.” do not let yourself fall behind .... just go to office hours and ask questions if ur not getting something. studying should feel like you’re remembering what you already knew but kinda forgot, not like you’ve been blindsided.

the whole “writing it down in ur own words” while u have been told this 700 times it really helps bc it means u gotta translate it through your own understanding. if you can’t, and it’s not bc the material seems too obvious to you to state in another way - ask yourself if you don’t understand the material. chances are u are missing a bit of info.

i know it’s like A Thing that Some People do but i never had the mental health points for it but i know some people just take 15 minutes after every class to review their notes. since i’m 100% early to every class ever, obnoxiously so, i try to do it before class. having the last class’s notes up in my head super helps. like. put down the phone i know you’re socially anxious me too but review those notes. chances are if u start flipping through pages other ppl will too. this is also fun bc as soon as you start this whole thing, at least one person will be like “is there a test?” no bitch there’s no test but im gonna be ready when there is!

literally so much of success is fucking posturing i could link about 800 peer-edited studies that show that when a student is expected to do well (and knows they are), they do well. like i literally didn’t change my appearance at all, never bothered to look nice (once winter hits i wear 67 layers all the time), but when i showed up after my 2 years off from school, i presented myself with the whole “i came here to win” vibe and people... really respected me? i mean in hs i remember ppl saying shit like “yeah, well, you aren’t gonna have the homework”. by the time i was in college i had an honest-to-god conversation which included someone being like “so tell me what you’re overachieving at right now” like they just expected it from me. wild.

i live by “bite off more than you can chew, and then CHEW IT” but it’s probably unhealthy. the truth is that i have a lot of energy all the time (lmao adhd!!!) and i used to get told i was “trying too hard” and for a long time (still???) i didn’t (i don’t?) know what that was, you know, bc i had a D average, clearly i wasn’t trying. it turns out i was just. putting all my energy into stuff that wasn’t making me happy like toxic friendships etc. when i decided “nope, all this energy is for me and my schoolwork”..... uhhhhh suddenly i was a golden child and everyone praised my try-hardness ... it’s a fuckt up system tbh

take at least 1 class just for fun. i try to do that every semester. it helps break up all the requirements. if you’re like an engineer and got no time or credits left to spend, try to audit your fun course.

make ur advisor love you i don’t care what it takes make them cupcakes show up to thank them i dONT CARE just do it

the library isn’t always the best place. if i start getting anxious bc i pavlovian train myself that library=work, i find a new place to go to do hw. try to go outside if you can!!! not like where i live bc like it’s snow all the time but try. a little green really really really helps depression.

if you’ve been in the same “Studying” place for 1 hour and haven’t done anything the chances are Something Isn’t Right. first, look @ ur body. are you not focusing bc of some pressing physical need? sometimes just taking a shower and coming back helps. are you uncomfy? are you too comfy and going to sleep? if body okay, look @ the material. do you not understand it? do you just need to switch to a new topic for a little bit? can you find a youtube video that will help you better understand it? make notes on what you don’t get so you can ask in the next class. if it’s not the material, it’s not ur bod, check the Actual Space. sometimes just getting up, going for a short walk to a new place, and trying it there actually? really works? if none of this is working.... try ur brain next. hardest to reset bc like, what, turn it on and off again? i use things like caffeine, a short workout, a nap, or a podcast all to just... give me a little boost.

don’t be afraid to leave. i mean this about class, friend groups, and the college ur at. just get up on outta there if ur not feelin it. i cannot recommend “drop the class” enough. even if it’s a required course see if u can switch the times if u hate the professor day 3 it’s not gonna get better just get the fuCK out

don’t nap in the same position u go to sleep in, nap upside down w/ur head away from ur pillow. don’t ask me why but it works to 1. fall asleep faster 2. make sure u sleep okay at night and 3. wake up less annoyed

on that note don’t ever do anything in ur bed in a sleeping position unless it’s genuinely sleeping in it. body will get confused. just sit up, lazybones.

when/if the library has those therapy dogs during finals week.... just go pet them make the time for it

ask before hugging people, but don’t expect a “yes”

get a backpack that fits and doesn’t hurt ur back u fuckin hippie idc how cool it is to wear ur backpack super low just don’t do it it’s not worth it

the tutoring center is a fucking goldmine.... free essay edits my dudes

bring a fan dorms are always hotter than u expect

switch dorms if u can if u realize ur in the wrong room/wrong roomate like just don’t bother with nonsense

when in doubt, follow preschool rules. tell ppl when they did something cool, just ask when u need help, and be confident even in your mistakes, because at least u tried

#anyway

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onlyjihoons · 7 years ago

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traffic police!seongwoo

(repost)a/n; ong's installment of my policeman!w1 collab w iris @alliwannado-w1,, and mb by the very talented xuan @hwinkinghwi!

prompt: “It’s 2 in the morning and i was just trying to get home but i left my sunroof open all day and now there’s a squirrel in my car and it scared me and i drove into a pole – would you please stop laughing you’re a cop. you’re supposed to be helping”

ong had a liking to cars since he was young

and he thought traffic police were cool, having the ability to make people listen with the snap of their fingers

also because his father was a reckless driver, almost landing the family into accidents a few times

he wanted the roads to be safe for everyone

he was also hella stoked to get his first license, and passed it with flying colours on the first round

nearly failed the police academy though, he was good at practical tests but bad at theory test because it requires a lot of memorising

anyhow, he was awarded one of the higher honours of distinction when he graduated the police academy

alongside with fellow traffic police!daniel at Gangnam police post, they do meet up once a week to drink

sometimes gets too drunk that daniel needs to carry him over to his place...

"d-daniel hyunggggggg!!!!"

"hyung, i think you got the wrong idea--"

"shush baby, i know you like me--"

"no, hyung. youre drunk. get out of it."

sorry ongniel shippers

but when he's sober though, he will keep daniel in check

"stop eating jellies, you'll die of diabetes before you can even die whilst on duty"

often patched to patrol because he cant seem to write reports that well

both drunk and sober girls and boys hit on him because he is that good looking

instead of this number, they get a ticket from him

take his job seriously though, despite his playful façade

likes to spike daniel's morning tea with 6 packets of sugar

and paste screenshots of jihoon's aegyo all over the younger's desk

but when traffic police!ong comes in play though, he is indeed, very very very serious and looks really really really hot

i mean quite literally, because he might've accidentally turned on the heater too high during the winter

causing the car to be a sauna

bites his lip in concentration, taking down every single detail

has a keen eye, able to tell the speed of a car just by 1 look

sometimes he gets tasked to check the expiry timing for parking coupons and may or may not have taken a selca or two with the fancy looking cars

and posts them on instagram

but honestly no mercy when offering tickets?? like santa claus but traffic tickets

likes to take notes with a ball point pen, cap in between his lips

remember what i said about people hitting on him when they get stopped by ong?? the female officers in the station do hit on ong as well

but has no qualms of dating people, he would like to achieve at least a commander post, then paying a little more attention to his love life

not that he has none, but those didnt seem to work out as ong priortises work over love

which sometimes is a turn off but honestly no one really does think it is

you were working overtime for your job, and you left the sunroof open of your car because your car seemed to have some smell and you wanted to get rid of it

by the time you were done with your work, it was already 2am

you sighed as you took off your heels and put your work bag on the passenger seat beside you

it was a long day, working from 9am to 2am

all you needed was some animal to be in your car and wreck havoc

well jinx

there was a squeaking sound from the backseat of your car, and you even made sure it wasn't the work of your rusty brakes

you looked back to see a squirrel staring at you, as it blinked its eyes back at you

you screamed, as your brain lost control of your hand coordination and made you barge into a lamp post

you cursed on your luck, as you could hear the sirens of the traffic police approach you

you got out of the car, inspected the damage the squirrel inflicted

"are you okay?" was the first thing you heard from the traffic police

"yeah i'm fine, i drove into this because i left my sunroof open and a squirrel came into my car--"

you could barely finish your explaination as you heard laughter from the traffic police beside you

he was crouching down, clutching his stomach and eyes crinkling, hand occasionally hitting his tigh

"so you're saying, you drove into the lamp post because of your negligence and a squirrel?"

"y...yes."

"wow"

now you were wondering if the traffic police officer was nuts, because he was supposed to help you, not laugh at you

he cleared his throat, as you glanced at his face, it was really cute

"i'm sorry, but i'd still have to issue you a ticket for driving into the lamp post...because of a squirrel"

"what--"

"no special treatment, young lady, you were the one who drove into the lamp post, not the squirrel."

you groaned as the officer tore a ticket from the electronic ticket printer

"please pay the fine by this coming saturday, all damages done to your car will be repaired at your own cost." the officer with the name "ong sw" on his name tag said as he took down some notes

"you can pay at any post office, or simply at any police station if you'd like," officer ong huffed, with 2 hands tucked into the uniform pocket, "and please do not leave the sunroof open again, lest more animals reside in your car."

"yes, thank you for your concern."

"then, i will take my leave." officer ong bowed, as he retired back to his car

you looked at your ticket, then at the traffic police car that just left,,

"he's so cute"

you had a day off the next day bc your boss felt bad that you had to work overtime

so why not use the time to pay for your traffic fine!!!

you didnt have a post office near where you lived, so you had to make a trip down to the police station which was a 3 minute walk away

you trudgingly wore your pyjamas(an oversized tshirt and shorts) to the police station, your wallet and phone in hand

"hi, i'm here to pay for my...fine."

the officer at the front desk was a lady, with the name tag "kang seulgi"

"ah... you're the one ong was talking about just now..." she mumbled to herself, almost smirking, "can i have your ticket and identification card please."

you passed her the neccesary documents, as she began to type on the computer in front of her

"y/n, someone has paid for your fine already." seulgi looked up from the computer

"what?"

"yeah, it was paid last morning, but the system doesn't show who paid for it." she scratched her head, "weird, who comes into the police station at 4am to pay a stranger's fine?"

you were rejoicing internally, controlling yourself to not break out in your happy dance, "then... i don't need to pay for it?"

"yeah, since it was paid for." seulgi nodded as she handed you back your documents, "the person that helped you to pay your fine is really kind."

"yeah theyre sure are," you smiled, "thank you for your work!"

with that, you left the police station skipping happily

you didn't think you would come out of the police station happy, but yeah you did lol

you hear someone clear their throat, and you whipped your head around, it was officer ong from yesterday, in his exact same uniform

"i guess you have to thank me for that," he thrusted his head towards the entrance of the police station, "i had to chip in part of my measely salary as a traffic police to pay for your fine."

"did you really?" you frowned, "the system didn't show the name of the payee though."

"who on earth would be at the police station to pay a fine at 4am unless theyre on a night shift?" he winked

it all clicked now

"ah...i see."

"perhaps you can repay me with a dinner date? you see pretty cute you know."

you blushed, not expecting such a cute traffic police officer to pick you up like that

"sure, where do we meet?"

read jihoon’s part here and here, woojin’s part here, daniel’s part here. masterlist// requests are open.

#wanna one scenarios #ong seongwoo scenarios #wanna one #ong seongwoo

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jaylos · 7 years ago

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i hated descendants 2 and here's why

a collection of reasons why i am utterly disappointed in this sequel.

warnings: there will be swearing and negative commentary about these ships: Mal/Ben, Evie/Doug, Carlos/Jane. (so basically all the canon pairings lmao)

buckle up this is gonna be long and salty. (also spoilers, duh) (and i take artistic liberty in the capitalization of words and i like to be dramatic)

also check out other rant posts i made bc they kinda tie in with all of this (reading not required in order to understand it tho): magic ban Rise of the Isle of the Lost my thoughts during my first time watching it Bal

1. Characters

Ok i need to go back to d1 for a second: they already did a bad job on introducing the characters to us there. For exapmle: Carlos and technology. He does that thing where he locates the museum or when he turns off the alarm, but without the first book (the isle of the lost) the fact that he is supposedly a tech genius would've flown over everyone's heads. And this is the problem: the movie(s) rely on spin-off media (the books, wicked world) to explain the characters to us. A movie shouldn't have to do that in the first place, but what makes it worse is that the books and the webseries are inconsistent like no tomorrow and also contradict each other on several occasions. Now that wouldn't be so bad if the movies were enough to solidify the characters, but they're not. They also try to patch up plot holes in the books so they don't have to deal with it in the movies. But someone who hasn't read them might wonder how the pirate crew got their ship, and they're offered no explanation in the movie whatsoever. (i'm pretty sure this could've been avoided with a few tweaks to the script tho??)

What I think happened here is that they simply had too many characters and so basically all of them fell flat because they didn't have time to explore them properly. And what did they do in d2? they dragged that problem with them, introduced more characters who's arcs they could half-ass and got rid of what little personality the original characters had.

We don't actually know shit about them. What are their hobbies? What are their interpersonal dynamics like? What are their struggles in Auradon after a life of abuse and neglect? (i'm convinced that that last one can absolutely be dealt with in a child-friendly manner, but instead they brushed it off almost completely. I say almost because we got a few tidbits here and there but those were about as deep as a puddle on a sidewalk)

1.a. Jay

Why is he depicted as a main character when he has less lines & relevance to the plot than Jane? Even the gotdam dog had some purpose. wouldn't change a thing if Jay wasn't there at all.

l i s ten i love Jay for the character that i made him out to be in my head and through some of the things the fandom has contributed but in canon he is redundant as all fuck.

Also i'm not gonna go into the outfits in this rant bc that's too subjective and is not what contributed to d2 being a bad movie but let's just say i found most of his looks kind of.. off-putting. why they didn't take advantage of Booboo Stewart's beauty is a mystery to me. Especially since his looks are supposed to be Jay's strong suit.

2.b. Chad

He was a completely different character. Not only did his personality shift from deceitful to moronic but his morals changed?? like in d1 he didn't actually play by the rules - he let other people do his homework, and he didn't tell on Evie because he found her cheating wrong but because he wanted payback.

And in d2 he suddenly cares about rules word for word because the writers and the (young) audience already hate him so he can be sexist too i guess. Instead of making him a meaningful threedimensional character that offers a different perspective as the child of a disney hero he was turned into the comic relief and the overdone trope of the jock that lost his status and is now laughed at. Groundbreaking. you hate him i get it i g e t i t. (also stay tuned for the sexism part i'm not done with that)

1.c. Carlos

to get super subjective again: i absolutely hate the direction they went in with his character. why not make him even more nerdy now that he has the freedom to do so? the only thing that referenced his tech stuff was that he supposedly improved their 3D printer. wow. his new hairstyle, the golden headphones etc. were things that don't fit into the impression i got from the first movie and/or the books at all. they didn't even show him tinkering with some device or whatever? how tf am i supposed to believe that he's a techie???

Also in Rise of the Isle of the Lost he is anti-magic for some goshdang reason, but in d2 he asks Mal to help him with magic, which is one of those inconsistencies i was talking about.

1.d. Evie

here's what i would have done with her instead: make 4 Hearts less relevant (do show her sewing and talking about commissions) and let her care for the remaining isle kids from the very beginning. her introduction in d2 could've been her talking about wanting to bring them over, but having difficutly to make it happen (maybe the royal council pushes back or whatever).

instead she spends 6(?) months doing jackshit about the isle kids and only remembers it like halfway through the movie.

1.e. Ben

he just pisses me off. not only is he dismissive and ignorant of Mal's struggles and blames her for when she fails to be perfect, but he is also incompetent as a king, at least when it comes to the Isle. Why the fuck did it take him so long to bring more isle kids over? and why does he need to hear it from Evie first? it was his idea in the first place but then he completely forgets about it for some reason even though he is literally dating a vk. "i guess i've just been busy" with what? being a fuckboy? (also sidenote: there it is again with the "tell don't show" that i've already talked about in the rant about Rise linked above. it's one of the biggest problems i have with the storytelling across all installations in this franchise. Ben is not shown being busy one single time. We're just supposed to believe it because they said so.)

(another sidenote: why the fuck does he have those beast traits, by which i mean all that redundant roaring like i get they want to reference beauty and the beast but do the writers realize that his father was cursed he does not actually have those furry genes)

1.f. Jane

? per s onalit y ?¿?? literally who is she

There's not much to say about the others (some i will cover later when i talk about relationships). Do you know that thing when a character's potential is wasted? In descendants this happens with every last one of them. They're like those cakes that are just for show: they look amazing and tasty but when you take a bite it's cardboard.

2. Plot

pretty basic for the most part, but i personally found the suspense curve really weird. it has two climaxes (? what is plural): 1. the sword fight and 2. at the cotillion. Also i hated that it took place over the course of like 2 days, but that might just be my personal taste. There are some plot holes of varying degrees of annoying. For one, Maleficent probably starved to death in that box because Mal and the writers forgot about her. And her moped is gone, it left, like i should have as well, good-fucking-bye.

Then there's the fact that Mal didn't go back with them because she learned some kind of lesson or grew as a peson or whatever but because she didn't have a choice and they never talked about her initial struggles except "my hair and dress are purple again so it's fine". i mean yeah she said her piece about not fitting in or whatever but we don't actually see it working out after all that trouble?How did the dynamic in their relationship change? who knows.

Then there's the fact that Uma is somewhere in the ocean, she's a giant monster and 100% capable of using magic but no one gives a shit??? at this point i'm willing to bet that in the next isle book it will be explained what happened to her so it doesn't have to be dealt with in descendants 3 and i will scream.

By the way i didn't understand what it was that Ben said that convinced her to retreat, his speech was so lame.

Also the octopus/dragon "fight" was ridiculous. they didn't do shit? Uma was just wiggling around and Mal was floating, which looked stupid because she made flying/gliding motions but stayed in the same spot.

And one thing that really annoyed me is how they only made 5 smoke bombs and then also needed exactly 5. b better prepared u idiots. that whole thing was so weird anyway bc the point was to avoid a fight but it didn't work. maybe it would've worked if they had made more than 5 who knows. and the plan to make them in the first place came completely out of the blue. (-plan? -smoke bombs -k)

Also why did Uma expect the wand to work under the barrier? The only explanation I can think of is that it's because the wand was what created the barrier (although the whole thing about the Isle is that magic Does Not Work and we should have been given an explanation as to why the wand is an exception) but 1. How would Uma know that and 2. If it had been the real wand they could've used it to knock the pirates out or whatever and Uma should've expected that. This whole trade-off thing was sketchy and holey as fuck.

You know what was one of the best things about d1? The parents. I mean this was probably a budget issue but the parents were arguably one of, if not the, most entertaining aspects. and boy could it have been interesting to see the confontation between them and their kids...

The isle was really weird and underwhelming btw. i saw people say it was great bc we got to see more of the isle but did we really? it was just a bunch of disjointed locations and we still have no idea how anything is located in relation to one another, how big it is, or how and how many people actually live there. And why did no one there give a shit that the rotten four were back? most of all Mal, whom the people hated the most for betraying them and becoming a princess. Also why did Mal not go back to her old home instead of this building that was a.. warehouse? their gang hangout?? that came out of nowhere??? correct me if i'm wrong but do they say something along the lines of "we used to hang out here" even once? why was there a bed in there

And hey remember tourney? It's not even like roar was necessary so that they'd have swords? Also it could have been mentioned like "now that tourney season's over we're focusing on roar" but no?? Let's just forget about it like the writers did.

3. Music

not really much to say, except that they used way too much autotune but i guess overall it's an improvement compared to the first movie but it's whatever. the only thing that confused me about what's my name was that in the movie (as opposed to the music video on youtube etc) there was this weird echo that made it sound like it was playing in another tab with a slight lag??

and another thing that stuck out to me was it's going down: the rap parts were already hella uncomfortable to watch but when ben started singing i just about died of secondhand embarrassment it's so bad lmao.

4. The Thing With Lonnie

Don't get me wrong, i love that she got a bigger part and that she's a good swordfighter and whatnot.

BUT:

First of all, why is it even a thing that the roar rule book has gendered language like that? i mean aren't there countless women in auradon who have proven over and over again that they're just as capable as man? why does Lonnie need to prove anything. especially since her mother is mulan of all people???

listen, the exploitation of gendered language has brought forth some great moments (eg: lotr "i am no man") but it's getting old. Girls and women have proven countless times that they can do "anything a boy can". how many times more does it have to happen until we can take the next step?

And it wasn't even handled well in d2. Sure, Lonnie's captain now, but do we really have to wait until d3 (or god forbid the next book in the isle series where the movie can lean back and let the book do all the storytelling work) for something to actually change in a system that is still misogynistic for whatever goddamn reason??

for this sideplot not to fail miserably like it did, what should have happened is that Lonnie changes the rules so that anyone can join the team, because as we were left it was still "captain and 8 men". we did not see the actual change happening and this was a half-assed attempt at this tired old "girl power" shit.

in this kind of storyline we only ever see the first step, we never see the actual progress that follows. it's always just "huh, i guess girls aren't useless after all" it's 2017 get with the program and move the fuck on.

OR just drop this overdone trope and have a team consisting of different genders from the very beginning.

It's time to tell girls that they don't need to prove themselves in order to be respected.

5. Relationships jesus christ here we go

okay okay there is a number of things that get my blood b o i l i n g and one of them is lazy fictional heterosexual romances and boy oh boy is this movie a fucking gold mine in that regard.

5.a. let's take a look at janelos first (don't worry i will talk shit about bal and devie individually as well): it's boring, shallow, if it was a spice it would be flour. look, if you ship it, by all means be my fucking guest. i even encourage you to write fanfiction or do something to make something out of this bland ass mess of a supposed romantic relationship.

it's a perfect example of what is wrong with this kind of fictional romance. first of all i will disregard the books bc 1. the movies shouldn't need the books for that, yadda yadda and 2. they don't do much to save it anyway. so. it's the easy route, the tried and true formular, and that's the problem. he was a boy, she was a girl, and that's enough to make their interest in each other believable, right? the answer is no. it's lazily written and i am tired™. why, how, when did they fall in love? are they even friends? what do they have in common? what activities do they enjoy together? those are all things we don't know, this relationship comes out of nowhere. how did they go from not even so much as look at each other in the first movie to being head over heels for each other? and not to mention, was it worth sacrificing their personalities for? you guessed it the answer is no yet again. Neither Carlos nor Jane receive any character development whatsoever. None. They could have done so much with them (if you hear a strange sound it's me weeping).

And it is replaceable. Change their names and it won't make the slightest bit of difference, because this relationship does not have one single distinguishable trait (in fact it has no traits period) compared to the 87632947 others out there. it is so. generic. and frankly i don't understand how people can settle for it. i mean i get how people can just watch the movie and not care bc why would they, but how does someone look at this and go "yes, this is a well-written romance" ????? ? ? up your standards people.

and now some predictions that came (somewhat) true from that Heterosexual Romantic Subplot Bullshit Bingo i wanted to make for d2 but never finished:

- by the end their relationship won’t have developed like at all, but they dance together to show us that they’ve come sUcH a LoNg waY

- one wants to ask the other out/they both want to ask each other out, but they’re too shy and also the plot keeps interrupting them.

- it will take away screentime they could have used to give them actual character development.

- jane won't receive an arc besides being and obligatory love interest.

- carlos tries talking to her but he stammers and it’s supposed to be cute.

5.b. Devie

Like i get that Doug is jealous bc of his own insecurities but what is hip with the kids in the year of our lord 2k17 is mutual trust and communication. To think that Evie would cheat on him is such an insult tbh?? And why did Evie not tell him where she was going in the first place? i mean granted i could think of a few reasons why she wouldn't but we don't even see her give a shit bc Doug is irrelevant in her quest to go and sing a duet with the person she'd rather be dating. She probably just forgot about Doug like I, the viewer, did the second he left the screen.

Also it's just the same bs again. We don't know shit about their relationship. What is it like? What do they enjoy doing together? What is their dynamic? Doug could literally be a pair of Pradas and it wouldn't make a difference.

But for real tho can we go back on how he accuses her of cheating?? like wow dude that's so gross pls don't present that to young viewers as cute because i assure you it is not.

5.c. Bal (h e r e w e g o)

Ben is such a bad boyfriend omg. I mean i get that he couldn't possibly understand what Mal is going through, but he isn't even trying. She changes everything about herself and he doesn't get suspicious in the least. And apparently they don't talk about anything that matters because 1. Mal can't be honest with him (she dragged all that shit around with her for ~6 months!!!) and 2. he would know more about the isle (but he has no clue).

out of all the relationships in this movie this is the one they should've put some effort into. i mean they succeeded in making Ben look like a dick but that wasn't their intention so i just ended up feeling sorry for Mal for being stuck with him bc it's ~true love~ .

Mal to Ben: "you've always known who we were" he didn't tho?? just bc he gave her a purple dress in that stained glass picture? he could've just told her that instead of letting her suffer for months bc she thought he'd leave her if she was more like herself. and that's the resolution, Mal shouldn't have been worried oh how silly of her! i guess everything is fine after all!

but you know actually their love for each other is totally believable bc they had an emotional and heart-wrenching duet together - oh wait.

A big reason why Sofia Carson and Dove Cameron got a duet is probably because they're professional singers and Mitchell Hope apparently can't get out a single correct note without 10 layers of autotune but when the story is about true love saving the day shouldn't that aspect get a little more attention? i mean don't get me wrong i like that the duet between mal and evie is there at all (but hey @disney make it gay you cowards) bc the friendships between the characters and especially the vk's don't get nearly as much attention as they should.

not to go on a tangent about how hand-holding and forehead-touching can totally be platonic but put next to Ben and Mal who Do Not Do That it makes their romantic relationship even less exciting. like, i don't know why i should care about it.

also while typing this i realized that it's not really that different from other movies and i thought hey, maybe i'm being too hard on it, but then i remembered that 99% of all canon heterosexual romantic relationships are bland and boring and i need writers to try harder (or try at all) because i am bored to death by the same shit over and over again.

i know i'm wasting way too much energy on this but i was already too invested in descendants so might as well go all the way amirite. i just had to get it all off my chest. if you need me to elaborate on anything feel free to message me.

and the first movie wasn't all that good btw, it is trashy in a way that was enjoyable, but the second one is just trash.

so yeah all in all that script was just straight up a pile of garbage consisting of washed-out tropes and no amount of bright colors or catchy songs can save it.

#disney descendants #descendants 2 #descendants 2 spoilers

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mikeswheeler · 8 years ago

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I was tagged by the lovely @finnxwheeler and @jewishstanuris ♡

Okay so answer the questions and then tag 8 people!

What made you sign up to Tumblr? HOOO BOI well i’ve been on this site for,,, a long time lmao i signed up with my first account aka my main, personal one in around early 2011 ??? and it was honestly just bc i wanted to see what this site was all about bc i kept hearing ppl talk about it on other sites and reference it and i was like ???? what is Tumblr anyways ?? (like it was all bc of that “What is air?” stuff that was happening and i was so confused bc i was like why is everyone asking about air and then my older brother was like oh it’s a Tumblr thing so i was like what’s that and well,, the rest is history)

What did your blog start off as being? WELL my first account was basically cringe-central, like this was in 2011 so my content was basically Memes and Tumblr-esque inspirational quotes and cheesy, basic lookin’ photography (i was also really into anime and Harry Potter at the time so that was another thing) (oh and for some reason i had a Lolita phase where i was super into that style of fashion) (i was a weeb as a child)

Have you ever received any creepy asks, and if so, what did they say? Ehhhhhh,,, kind of ??? like i’ve definitely gotten a couple that i either wanted to deflect or i just kind of conveniently deleted it from my inbox and pretended it never happened lmao

Have you ever had a bad experience on Tumblr? All the pornbots like it’S SO ANNOYING ??? AND GROSS ?? it’s especially apparent on my personal blog idk why but i have to block so many at a time smh

If you had to pick a favourite English monarch, who would you pick? This is like a question i’ve never had to think about so I’m not really sure what to answer...

Do you prefer hot or cold? COLD COLD COLD i’m also in California though so our cold isn’t like...... unbearable ya know ??? but i can’t stand being super hot and sweaty, it’s so uncomfortable !!!

Do you have a special skill or talent? UHM I GUESS ACTING ????????? idk i kinda don’t wanna say that bc that’s implying i’m like ‘good’ at or whatever, but i have been in multiple plays/musicals before and even gotten an award for one of my roles so i guess that counts for something !!!

Do you have a phobia of anything? Tight spaces, spiders (or just bugs in general), the dark, heights, anything medical related so blood and needles and hospitals and what not, aliens/the paranormal/supernatural (it’s not such a wild concept ok like it’s all totally plausible)... uHM yah i’m a big baby about a lot of things

If you had to pick a favourite real life villain from history, who would you pick? Again, never had to consider this question before in my life so i’m not really sure !!!

Do you have any dark traits?

There are times where i’m pretty withdrawn and moody and easily irritated

If you could do anything, literally anything, like fly on a unicorn or something, what would it be?

Is it weird if it’d be something like,,, be cast on Stranger Things ??? like i think i fantasize about being on that show ten times a day, i just...... i really wanna be on Stranger Things gOD IMAGINE HOW AMAZING THAT WOULD BE

What is the scale of the worst argument you’ve ever had? Slamming doors, raised voices, lots of crying...... fun times !!!

What is your favourite slush flavour? Not really into slushies tbh

If you could bring back any food or drink from your childhood that has been discontinued, what would it be? DUNKAROOS ????? i feel like any snack from the 90s tho like we just don’t have anything as fun as what we had back then

What is your favourite and most vivid childhood memory? Nothing specific but i remember playing outdoors with my siblings A LOT like we had a pretty big backyard so we’d constantly be out there, being imaginative and coming up with fake scenarios and acting them out, or like playing with the hose in the summertime or THE POOL omg we had this pool and we’d be in it so much...... also video game battles with my older brother ! my childhood was kinda shitty but at least i have those moments to reflect back on

If you could bring anyone back from the dead who would it be? My first theatre teacher from high school... he passed away due to cancer around my sophomore year... he was really inspiring to me, i mean he’s kinda the reason why i stuck with that class and didn’t totally give up (thus resulting in me finding out that i love acting and that’s what i wanted to do with my life)

If you could go back to any time period and live there for a week, which period would it be and why? GIVE ME THE 80′S OH MY GOD my mom grew up in the 80′s as a teenager so i always hear all the stories from her about what it was like and it seemed like ??? so cool ?? especially if you were a teen like what a dream ! give me my 80′s teen movie memories !!!

If you could visit any abandoned place to take pictures, where would it be?

Wow, this is actually a good question....... maybe like a retro arcade or art museum or amusement park ???? i feel like those could make for some Neat Photos (the aesthetic tho)

Do you have any particular, peculiar interests? Hmmmmm psychology interests me ?? i took a psychology class my junior year of high school and it was really fascinating, learning about human behavior and those stories of old psychology experiments (so Wild too like damn, i can’t believe they got away with so much shit back then)

Do you have a creepy/scary experience that has happened to you, and what was it? Not necessarily to me personally like, i’ve heard things before but idk to what extent that could mean so i never really looked Too Much into it bUT UHM i know my family has, especially in my childhood home (that place was straight up haunted like i swear) ALTHOUGHHHHH one night my mom was talking to us about something she saw in her room and all of a sudden a bunch of weird shit started going on in our apartment like our printer kept turning on and off and noises came from the kitchen like a cabinet shutting and things like that IT WAS CREEPY OK

Do you like/read creepypasta stories? If so, what’s your favourite story? Don’t really have a favorite, but i have read creepypasta stories in the past before - they’re pretty intriguing ! (i’m a total wuss tho!!!! which is why i don’t read enough to have a personal favorite)

If you were in the Wars of the Roses, would you be a Lancastrian, or a Yorkist? Haven’t given this any thought before to decide so I DON’T KNOW !

What is your recurring nightmare? Don’t really have any ?????

Have you ever had a lucid dream? Nah, because the moment i become aware i’m dreaming and i can do whatever i want, i wake up !!! it’s so frustrating lmao

If you could go to another planet, which would it be? UHM i just really like the way Saturn looks lmao also Venus bc it sounds Nice but in terms of living conditions, i’m sure none of those are suitable

What is your religion, if any? Don’t really have one !!!! (in the sense of actively practicing) although my mom is Jewish so i have always felt the most connected to that one

Have you ever got so drunk, that you did something really embarrassing, and if so, what did you do? i’ve never gotten drunk before so lmao

Mike, Dustin, Lucas, or Will? THIS IS ???? NOT FAIR ??? THEY’RE ALL MY SONS HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME CHOOSE JUST ONE but fine, i pick Mike just bc i feel the most related to him in the sense of personality traits

Do you like Marina and the Diamonds? SURE ??? she’s got some good stuff

Charli XCX? YAH SURE WHY NOT i like some of her stuff !!

Tag a blog that you’ve seen, and you love their posts, but have never told them, and would like to talk to them. @miliebobbybrown HER EDITS ARE ALWAYS SO ??? GOOD ???? her whole blog is total #goals just bc of how Nice everything is like wow i am,,, Intimidated but in the best way possible

Pick one thing you like/love from the 80s. The pop culture :^) (movies, music, fashion...... like wow, i just love it all so much)

What year were you born, and name something cool from that year. 1998 and Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets was published

What was your blog name originally? (If you had another blog name) This one was originally lifeisdefinitelystrange (rip)

Do you follow any blogs that you know the user in real life? KIND OF ?? I JUST MET @telekineticeggos FOR THE FIRST TIME IN REAL LIFE LAST NIGHT SO LMAO but we’re also planning on doing more things together in real life in the next few months so YEET

If you are in the ST fandom, which is your favourite song off the ST soundtrack? Africa by Toto (duh), Atmosphere by Joy Division, Heroes by Peter Gabriel, and When It’s Cold I’d Like To Die by Moby (those last two songs were too emotionally impacting to not name) and from the score itself i LOVE KIDS THAT ONE IS SO GOOD TO ME LMAO but tbh i love the entire score and soundtrack ???? it’s so hard to pick just One Favorite

Finally, give your opinion on the person who tagged you! @finnxwheeler - YOUR WRITING NEVER FAILS TO AMAZE ME WOW ??? i’m always in tears over how flawless your fics are like Whiskey and Broken Hearts destroyed me my dude like oh my goddddd i love your characterization of Mike and Will in all your fics :’) one of my favorite byeler blogs ♡ (also you’re super cool in general like wow what a Neat Person)

@jewishstanuris - I LOVE TALKING TO YOU !!! you’re so nice to me and understanding when i take ten years to reply LMAO also your writing is also super good ??? you should do it more often tbh like i swear you don’t do it enough bc i remember only seeing a few things written by you on here in the fandom buT LIKE THEY WERE SO GOOD AND LIKE ???? DO MORE OF THAT MAYBE ??? another rlly good blog apart of the byeler ship ♡ :’)

OK SO I’M GONNA TAG THESE GOOFS - @telekineticeggos, @dadharbour, @baileytsample, @elevenknope, @nessa007, @theamiableanachronism, @eggo-my-leggo, and @ghost-grantaire ♡ (obviously you don’t have to do it if you’re not interested or if you’ve done it already!)

#thanks for the tag !!!!!!#im love u all #for fun

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jnfcanada · 7 years ago

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Part Four 10th Anniversary Work in Uganda

Over the years, Geoff and I have travelled to Uganda at least seven times each; generally together but also on our own. When we travel to Uganda we take donated supplies from Canada that are easy to pack.

We are grateful to the Compassionate Resource Warehouse in Victoria that is a collection depot for all things donated including medical, educational, and sewing supplies, personal items and tools of all kinds. On each trip JNFC has been able to take suitcases full of medical and educational items, as well as knitted comfort dolls. We’ve also taken suitcases filled with dental supplies, baby clothes, sewing supplies, and three times we packed and delivered donated soccer uniforms with equipment. We always take letters and small packages from sponsors to brighten the lives of their sponsored children.

Teachers modelling donated soccer uniforms in 2015

Jim and Shirley Wilson and Jill Stokes packing puppets for the journey in 2012

Comfort dolls are made by different volunteers and bring a little joy every time

Each sponsored family receives toothbrushes and toothpaste, and the extra supplies are given to the staff for the school store. Pictured with Dee Henderson and Chris Crawford 2016

Here are some of the medical supplies received by the nurse in 2015, pictured with Tom the Sponsorship Coordinator and Geoff Stokes.

The money raised through events and donations in Canada is used to begin new projects or continue ongoing projects. Our very first project was a pump for the bore hole (well) on the property, continuing with desks for the school being built, scholastic materials, medical supplies, a kitchen/dining room facility, fencing, solar power installation, sanitation, a library, sports field, water storage, transportation, and more.

We purchased five bicycles, and papyrus which Geoff and staff used to construct the puppet stage pictured in a previous post. This photo shows the truck stuck in the swamp 2012.

We support AFC with coffee and ginger growing as income generation for the school, and last year we implemented a Bursary Fund for students who have no family. You will find a comprehensive list of all of our projects on our website: www.jnfcanada.org

Staff and children all help prepare the coffee plants.

Ginger ready for planting.

The parents/caregivers contribute to the school by working in the gardens that provide food for the school.

We’ve taken art supplies for fun days at the school and below the children were painting two murals: one to stay in Uganda and one for Victoria.

We learned how to finger paint!

In 2012, Geoff and Leanne were in Uganda in February during their birthdays and had a wonderful celebration with the school by serving three cakes.

Rotary Club of Saanich, Districts 5020 BC & District 9200 Uganda, Project Unity and Rotary International

Geoff and I joined the Rotary Club of Saanich in 2008. This was somewhat of a surprise to us because we never intended to join a service club but Naz Rayani of Heart Pharmacy was persuasive in asking us to try it out. We learned to appreciate the history of Rotary and the wonderful work that Rotarians do, volunteering in service projects and fundraising all around the world. We made a lot of friends and connections, learned about other community organizations, and we were able to share the work of JNFC by making presentations to a number of clubs.

We attended a meeting of the Rotary Club of Kalolo in Kampala exchanging banners.

In 2010 Rotary International introduced a brand new Global Grant process starting with a pilot project that took two years to complete. Rotary has a vigorous process of accountability for funds distributed and completion of projects. It was necessary for us to find a club in Uganda who would be the Ugandan liason and we found the Rotary Club of Kalolo. Our project was spearheaded by Geoff and comprised of committed funds from the Rotary Club of Saanich, District 5020 in BC & Washington, and the Rotary Club of Kalolo in District 9200 in Uganda, Rotary International, as well as Project Unity Victoria and JNFC. The Global Grant was $45,000.00 in total. Geoff communicated with all parties including the District level in Washington, and Rotary International in Chicago. Estimates had to be given and contractors lined up with a timeline for the work.

By late 2011 it all seemed overwhelming trying to get the project going in Uganda from Victoria. As a result Geoff flew to Uganda in December 2011 to meet with the contractors, engineer, and the Ugandan Rotarians to get the project started.

A meeting in the swamp with Geoff on the right and Jolly as well as the engineer, contractor and members of the Rotary Club of Kalolo

The Rotary Global Grant was instrumental in:

· converting a swamp into a regulation size sports field;

· finishing an empty brick room as a library with solar power, appropriate furniture, resources, books, computers and a printer;

· installation of an eco-san toilet beside the sports field.

The future library (photo taken in 2010)

In February 2012 Geoff, our daughter Jill and I arrived in Uganda to see the completion of the library, and to witness the work in progress on the sports field.

The sports field took several more months to complete including waiting for the grass to grow. In Uganda, small grass plants are hand planted into the soil and then you wait for the rains to come. The grass is much more hardy than ours and drought resistant.

Photos of the new library coming together, and the librarian receiving new books. Below Jill and I are cataloguing some new books.

2012 Sports field in progress.

In 2013 Leanne was on the new field watching the whole school participate in “sports day” with soccer, net ball, and the younger students playing their own games. It was a joy to see this project completed!

Another project that was very special was providing a new home for an extremely poor family. These grandparents were left with three very young children after their daughter died of malaria when the youngest was a baby. One of our donors gave a significant donation and asked us to match it to build a new house for a family in great need.

Above is the original house the family lived in, and below is the new house just being finished in 2012.

On the far right is an extra room that was incorporated into the house to allow the family to collect rental income. Since that time a tenant has been renting the room.

2012 truly was a very special year with all of these large projects coming together, Jolly’s convocation and our Day of the African Child fundraiser. There has been a lot to celebrate and be thankful for.

Organizational Assessment 2015

At the request of AFC we conducted an Organizational Assessment of AFC. Sessions were led by Geoff and Leanne and attended by the AFC Board of Directors and senior staff. It was insightful and highlighted areas where they excelled as well as a number of areas where improvements could be made.

Bursary Fund Established 2016

Last year we established a Bursary Fund for children who have no family to support them in school. The criteria is: abandoned or orphaned children; families that are unable to take care of their children and live in poor conditions; or abused and/or neglected children. Visit our website for more information under Projects to see how you can help.

Volunteer Board of Directors

In the first post of this series you learned about the original Board of Directors. We have been fortunate that our Board has remained quite stable over the years. John Wilton joined the Board in 2010 and served for three years which was appreciated. The current Board of Directors is comprised of Jolly Nyeko, Geoff and Leanne Stokes who have been on the Board since the beginning, as well as Rashna Charania, Stephanie Hunter and Shannon Nichols. Here is a short bio of Shannon Nichols:

Shannon Nichols

I became involved in the Jolly Nyeko Foundation Canada almost 9 years ago and it has been one of the most satisfying experiences of my life. They are doing amazing work in Uganda to help children reach their full potential through education and support. When I first became a member, the school in rural Masuliita only offered a few early primary grades. Now they offer grades 1 through 7 and some children have been able to advance on to high school. The school has also grown and now, thanks to JNFC fund raising efforts, the children have a solar powered library, a well, a sports field and new kitchen to provide them a healthy lunch every day.

For a number of years I've sponsored two girls to attend school. I appreciate that I receive regular, comprehensive reports about them from Action For Children that give me a real sense of who they are as people and what their lives are like. I also really look forward to the occasional personal letter and photos from the girls that I can post on the fridge. I would definitely recommend that anyone looking for a way to contribute, consider sponsoring a child's school fees as I believe education is the most effective means of fostering long-term change and growth in Uganda.

I am sure that the next decade will bring many exciting opportunities and accomplishments and I look forward to being part of the journey.

Shannon Nichols is standing left with Leanne Stokes at the Manitoba border.

May 2010 Shannon was moving back to Toronto and asked me (Leanne) if I wanted to drive with her. I said I’d love to go as far as Winnipeg since I have family there. We had a marvelous time exploring Provincial Parks and sights from BC to Manitoba. Then I said goodbye to Shannon as she continued on to Toronto.

Even though we live far apart, Geoff and I have remained good friends with Shannon, and keep in touch. We value Shannon’s expertise, all her help over the years, and continued contribution to the organization. Shannon plans to visit Uganda in March 2018.

Watch for our post next week highlighting another board member and child sponsorship.

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