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Drop me some about my big bear and some Hondo if ya can!
Okie Smoki! Piston Hondo: - The younger of two brothers, Hondo and his older brother, Aoi, were raised by their grandparents as their parents were very young when they had them. (18 and 19 when they had Aoi and 20 and 21 when they had Hondo.) - While Hondo is his real last name, his first name is Takeshi. However, only his family and a few very close friends can call him by Takeshi, everyone else calls him by his last name. - His headband is very precious to him. It's the only gift he received from his parents before they tragically passed in a car accident. He wears it with pride and NOBODY is to ever touch it. - He's not one for physical affection, he finds it a bit overwhelming most of the time. He prefers a simple compliment or a respectful nod over a high five or a hug. - He and his brother are like chalk and cheese but they get along very well. Aoi works as a voice actor for several popular animes and cartoons, which Hondo absolutely adores. They make frequent video calls but rarely get to meet up in person due to their busy schedules. - Hardly a surprise but he's a big anime and manga nerd. He's a bit shy about opening up about his interests but, once he does, he could go on for hours on end. His first anime he ever watched was Sailor Moon. - He adores cooking for both his friends and his family. He'll spend hours perfecting recipes and always has enough for everyone to try. When he retires from boxing, he plans on possibly opening up his own restaurant. - He's prone to motor tics when he's anxious or overwhelmed. These include involuntary neck twitches, nose scrunches, random winking and eyebrow raising. He got bullied for it back in high school but he's made peace with it now. - He's a lover of nature and has multiple parks and zen gardens he loves to visit on his days off. He particularly likes Sakura trees as it reminds him of the giant one growing outside his grandparents' house. Bear Hugger: - Oldest out of two siblings, he grew up in a small cabin in the woods with his adoptive father and, later on, his twin sister, Courtney. - He was abandoned as a baby in the woods, presumably left to die by his birth mother, but was very fortunate that a mama bear took him into her care alongside her cub. She would eventually bring the baby to a caring lumberjack who adopted him as his son. His sister was found a few days later, also left in the woods and found by Ms Bear. - He's been an animal lover since he was only 8 years old. He and his sister would always get really excited when their dad brought a rescue back to the cabin to care for. He'd also go to visit Ms Bear and her cub every single day until the sweet old bear eventually passed due to old age. He's since befriended her cub, who he has named Maple, and a feisty little squirrel named Chip (stolen from @sukipershipper shhhh XD) - He's a big friendly papa bear to all. Always has a jolly grin on his face and is rarely seen in a bad mood. That is... unless you wake him from a nap. He loves his sleep and isn't too pleased when someone disturbs him while he's napping. - Used to have an impressive head of hair but it unfortunately began falling out due to having such a packed schedule. With a slight heavy heart, he decided to shave it all off. It worked out ok though because he ended up liking his new look! Also donated his hair to make wigs for cancer patients cause he's nice like that :3. - He absolutely LOVES cooking for people. He has next to no portion control and will make sure nobody stays hungry under his watch. Haven't had a meal today? He'll hook you up with something no problem! - When he reties, he plans on either becoming a vet or owning his own animal rescue centre. He's currently studying at vet school and he's enjoying every moment. - The best hugger out of all the boxers. You need a hug? Had a bad day? Just go running to him and he'll be waiting there with open arms :)
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KEVIN JOHNSON: 24 HOURS TO LIVE!
-Kalonji Changa
A political prisoner is a person targeted or imprisoned because of their political actions, affiliations and/or beliefs. A political prisoner is also an individual, who while incarcerated, transforms themselves from a social prisoner by gaining clarity, embracing and maintaining political struggle. Thirty-seven-year-old Kevin “KJ” Johnson is scheduled to be executed by the State of Missouri, tomorrow, November 29th most would not view him as a “political prisoner.” However, given the poverty, neglect, suffering and abuse that comes with being a captive in domestic colonies and urban enclaves within a capitalist and imperialist state, from the onset Kevin was undoubtedly a victim of US politics and policing. On July 5, 2005, 19-year-old Kevin “KJ” Johnson witnessed his 12- year-old brother, “Bam Bam” collapse while police conducted a search of their grandmother’s home. When KJ learned later that day that his brother had died, he felt that the death was medical neglect. Hours later, traumatized, mentally and psychologically distressed, Kevin spotted Kirkwood Police Sergeant William McEntee in the neighborhood. He approached the patrol car screaming “You killed my brother!”. Then he shot and killed the officer. Inadequately armed with court-appointed attorneys, KJ had two trials. The first resulted in a hung jury which rejected the first-degree murder charge. In the second trial, an all-white jury found KJ guilty and sentenced him to death for killing of a white police officer.
In the 17 years that Kevin Johnson has served on death row, nearly 20,000 people have been killed by police in the United States, over 1000 this year alone. Few officers have been convicted, even fewer have been sentenced to 20 years (or more). Currently, there is only one police officer on death row: Antoinette Frank, a Black woman.��Convicted, along with her drug dealer boyfriend, of the robbery of a New Orleans based Vietnamese Restaurant where she worked part time, Frank had murdered two members of the family who ran the establishment, and her fellow NOPD officer Ronald A. Williams II. The decision by the State of Louisiana to push for the death penalty likely had more to do with Frank betraying her fellow officer than actual justice.
Impunity for police forces that function as colonial enforcers tracks the murders of the occupants of this stolen land. Awaiting the outcome of our collective efforts to save the life of Kevin Johnson from Missouri’s death row, some of us commemorate the police murder of 92-year-old Kathryn Johnston; who was gunned down by Atlanta Police in 2006. https://www.blackpast.org/african-american-history/people-african-american-history/kathryn-johnston-1914-2006/
This police murder became one of the rare occasions in which police were prosecuted for murder.
https://www.justice.gov/opa/pr/three-former-atlanta-police-officers- sentenced-prison-fatal-shooting-elderly-atlanta-woman .
People in Atlanta observed and then acted during an era where many believed you had to be “doing something” wrong, naively arguing: “The police ain’t just going to shoot you.” That was before cell phone footage shifted blame from the victim to the state perpetrator. The 92-year-old Ms. Johnston never even had a traffic ticket; yet, she was murdered inside her own home by police. In an attempt to exonerate themselves, police planted marijuana in Ms. Johnston’s basement; and handcuffed Ms. Johnston after they gunned her down, leaving the deceased bleeding, handcuffed and lying in a pool of her own blood while police tampered with a crime scene. Media vilified Johnston as a violent, criminal rogue who shot at the police officers. Media rarely mentioned that police ripped her burglar bars off her door and came in unannounced with hoodies and Timberland boots without signaling that they were officers.
Eight years shy of a century, Ms. Kathryn Johnston had her case eclipsed from national headlines when four days later, 23-year-old Sean Bell was murdered, and two of his friends, Joseph Guzman and Trent Benefield were seriously wounded, after NYPD fired 50 shots into the vehicle the men were driving as they were attempting to leave Bell’s bachelor party, a few hours before his planned wedding. The Kathryn Johnston case was “closed” when officer Jason R. Smith, was sentenced to 10 years, Gregg Junnier, to 6 years, and Arthur Tesler, to 5 years in federal prison. The police officers were mandated to collectively pay $8,180 in restitution for the costs of Kathryn Johnston’s funeral and burial.
In the Sean Bell case, officers Michael Oliver (who fired 31 of the 50 shots), Gescard Isnora, and Detective Marc Cooper, were acquitted on all counts.
In 2022, willful ignorance and false platitudes make some feel comfortable about complacency. The scale of justice appears to lean toward the linchpins of capitalism/imperialism and executioners. Deputy Chairman of the Illinois Chapter of the Black Panther Party, Fred Hampton, stated: “It’s terrible but it’s fine.” Those who do not care about reform, empty promises and handshakes from politicians, photo ops or ghost-written tear-jerker speeches by entertainers and propagandists, also likely do not care about state-orchestrated marchers leaving Instagram pics and a fed file.
Community control of public safety and decentralization of our neighborhoods is mandatory. A pastor in Rochester, NY, when George Floyd was murdered stated on WBAI “If you kill us, we will kill your economy.” Economic destruction by not spending money leads to creative alternative choices for communal and familial households. The police are terrorizing our communities. Those who live and work in and care for the community must come to terms and recognize that there are no neutrals in war. Economic boycotts, political organizations, and security apparatuses must become more effective. Whether it is Kathryn Johnston or Kevin Johnson or someone whose name we do not know, our very lives are on the line in terms of police violence. Until we dare to challenge the authorities and practitioners of genocide, we will remain their victims.
Kalonji Jama Changa, organizer and founder of the FTP Movement, is author of How to Build a People’s Army and co-producer of the documentary Organizing Is the New Cool. Co-founder of Black Power Media, Changa serves as co-chair of the Urban Survival and Preparedness Institute. Find out more about the case of Kevin “KJ” Johnson and how you can get involved by visiting https://www.madpmo.org/ to support Mr. Johnson and Missourians for Alternatives to the Death Penalty.
Exclusive Interview w/ Kevin Johnson, Kalonji Changa and Dr. Joy James
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Also, check out the recent Truthout article by Dr. Joy James and Kalonji Changa:
#Kevin Johnson#death penalty#Kalonji Changa#FTP Movement#Joy James#Youtube#Kathryn Johnston#sean bell
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A five course meal anniversary dinner (idk 15th anniversary for May 15). What is each course? Could be either restaurant fancy or homemade intimate
to be honest homemade would just mean they make all or at least many of their favourites, which are relatively basic given that Jake learned to cook for kids most of all and Amy is never allowed in his kitchen when he can help it. So, like, fancy Mac&Cheese and some good Cuban grub recipe by Camila and a really nice cheesecake for dessert because Jake is a bit of a sugar king.
For the restaurant, though...
Jake
Jake would still stick to 'safer' foods, because he did broaden his palate a bit over the years but he's still a picky eater and most of the menu sounds weird to him so he picked the ones that seemed most familiar / traditional:
Amuse Bouche
(ignore that this is usually decided by the kitchen not the guest maybe they have like a veggie and non-veggie option):
- puffed wild rice chip with lentil foam and fried corn tossed in maple syrup (he's not a fan of lentils but fried corn was too interesting to see how it wouldn't turn into popcorn)
Soup
- heirloom tomato soup with reduced cream, aged cheddar and brioche croutons (so basically... grilled cheese and tomato soup)
Starter
- corn-fed chicken kebap with buttermilk breading, jalapeño-mayonaise, carrot and cabbage in buttermilk dressing (it's chicken nuggets and coleslaw, Ames, they just fancy it up)
Main
-Surf&Turf, house-style. Beef onglet with jus, Jumbo Tiger prawn with yuzu garlic sauce, pommes allumettes, spring vegetables with brown butter (the waitress assured him that despite the fancy sounding names, it was really like surf&turf with fries)
Dessert
- milk ice cream, grilled apricots in apple cider vinegar, honeycomb crumb, whiskey caramel (it's a hot milk with honey, and a shot, with fruit! but in cold! as ice cream! Amazing, Ames!)
Amy
Amy is obviously a bit more adventurous with her food. She loves spices, and after her two pregnancies has discovered a love for some rather unusual mixes, much to Charles’ pride.
Amuse Bouche
(she picked the meat option just for some variety to Jake)
- honey glazed chinese cabbage crisp, braised pork belly, miso and green apple (she loves the more fatty meats and chewy bits, and the cabbage that threw Jake off was actually delicious)
Soup
- chicken consommé with egg confit, garden herbs, hay-smoked garlic oil (she then argued quietly that you couldn't, technically, confit an egg but it was delicious so she's not gonna complain)
Starter
- fennel in 3 variations ~ fennel salad with habañero dressing, fennel-and-walnut filled dumpling, singed fennel stalks, mussel broth (it tastes like medicine and stinky fish Ames - Jake a dumpling is just a fancy pierogi)
Main
- grilled sturgeon with chili-molasses glace, barley risotto, preserved lemon chutney, snow peas and pickled radish (not a single thing on that plate sounds like it should be edible Amy - here look I googled sturgeon, look how funky it is as a living thing, you want to eat that?!)
Dessert
-basil sorbet, mint granité, mixed berries, balsamico-honey syrup, white chocolate ganache (that’s a salad, babe, you missed the dessert page)
#B99#Brooklyn 99#Peraltiago#Jake Peralta#Amy Santiago#headcanons#you might notice I'm training to be a chef#I totally didn't note some of these down for ideas...#also like.... 20% is just stolen from my current restaurant
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An extinguished, precious life remembered in Melbourne
Twenty years ago we started the endless process of adjusting to life without our delightful first-born daughter Malka Chana - Malki to her friends - stolen from us before she reached her sixteenth birthday.
Our copy of the Melbourne Herald-Sun's front page report on August 11, 2001 isdamaged. We are trying to acquire a repairedimage.
It wasn't an illness or a tragic accident that removed Malki from the warm embrace of those who loved her. It was a gang of ideology-crazed thugs led by a chillingly satanic Jordanian woman, armed with a powerful explosive package disguised as a human being, an Arab man in his twenties, and egged on by millions of backers.
Those millions still exert a deeply painful influence on our lives.
We scan the Arabic social media six days a week. This week on the day of the twentieth anniversary we saw - though we didn't need it - plenty of evidence of how utterly different the world in which they live their lives is from ours in this generations-long war of terror.
It's a war that Arabs launched against against Jews in Palestine long before the name Palestine was appropriated by the Arab side. And decades before the State of Israel announced its existence as new-born state on the 1948 day the British Mandate ended and six Arab armies invaded.
A random selection of some deeply hostile and ugly anniversary messages appearing on Twitter (minus the links - we have interest in giving these people any traffic or attention):
Today marks the twentieth anniversary of Operation Sbarro carried out by the martyr Izz Al-Din Al-Masri in Jaffa Street in occupied Jerusalem with the help of the liberated captive Ahlam Al-Tamimi in retaliation for the martyrdom of the two leaders Gamal Selim and Jamal Mansour [Arabic]
..A martyrdom operation in the Sbarro restaurant in Jerusalem which led to the deaths of 20 Zionists and the wounding of 100 [Arabic]
We do not want to forget the liberated captive, Ahlam Al-Tamimi, who carried the attacker of the Sbarro restaurant, Izz Al-Din Al-Masri, to the restaurant after which she was arrested by the occupation army [Arabic]
Prepare it for them in the manner of the people of Aqaba and serve it [pizza] hot and delicious. Al-Masri [the name of the human bomb], go through here. Occupied Jerusalem August 9, 2001 [Arabic]
Proud of our representative from the family in the heroic operation. The liberated captive, Ahlam Al-Tamimi, who transported the martyr Izz Al-Din Al-Masri and handed him a guitar stuffed with maddening death [Arabic - posted by a male with the surname Tamimi]
...Al-Masri was killed on the responsibility of the Jews and their responsibility is extensive [Arabic]
If her parents hadn’t chosen to become foreign invaders she’d probably be alive now
My argument is with the creation of an apartheid theocratic state created by the West (mostly by the US and Britain) in Palestine largely so Jews wouldn't immigrate to the US. I'm a Jew not an Israeli Zionist. She should never have been put in this position by her dad.
We saw no Arabic messages condemning or criticizing Tamimi or the massacre. They might exist and we're just not seeing them, but the truth is we have been looking for years and not finding.
Malki, like her father, was born in Australia. The current edition of the Australian Jewish News, a weekly community-focused newspaper, ran this editorial on Thursday. It's reprinted with the permission of its editor, Zeddy Lawrence.
‘A precious life extinguished’
"THE Australian Jewish community was in mourning this week," reported The AJN 20 years ago, on Friday, August 17, 2001. "The death of 15-year-old Malki Roth in the Sbarro bombing catapulted Israel's crisis into personal grief for much of this community."
Fifteen innocent people were killed in the terrorist attack just a few days earlier, when a guitar case packed with nails was detonated at the central Jerusalem pizza restaurant. Among the victims were seven people aged between just two and 16. Scores of other diners were wounded.
Reflecting on the death of his daughter at the time, Arnold Roth told The AJN, "This was the extinguishing of a precious life."
Ahlam Aref Ahmad Al-Tamimi, who masterminded the attack and drove the bomber to the restaurant, was apprehended by Israel soon afterwards and sentenced to 16 life terms in an Israeli jail. But in 2011, she was one of more than 1000 Palestinian prisoners freed in exchange for the release of Gilad Shalit, who had been held hostage in Gaza for five years.
Since that time, Tamimi has lived in Jordan, feted as a celebrity, and expressing her joy at the high death toll the Sbarro bombing inflicted.
Determined to bring her back to justice, Arnold and his American-born wife Frimet have long called for her to be extradited to the US, as Malki and another victim held American citizenship.
A warrant was issued, but insisting the extradition treaty between the countries was never ratified, Jordan has never acted on it.
The latest evidence, however, appears to show that the treaty was indeed signed.
With that in mind, as the community marks 20 years since Malki's death, the Roths are hoping their sustained campaign may bear fruit.
Pressure is mounting within Washington for the US to withhold foreign assistance from Jordan, and they're urging the Australian government – who they claim have been reticent to speak out – to also take a stand.
Twenty years on, we share their hope that the authorities, both here and Stateside, will take action, so that the unrepentant, bragging terrorist who has Malki's blood on her hands will soon be back behind bars, where she belongs.
The same AJN edition carried this article by senior journalist Peter Kohn:
Still seeking justice for Malki Roth
ON the 20th of Av this year (July 29), Arnold and Frimet Roth visited the Israeli grave of Malki Roth and recited Kaddish. It was their daughter’s yahrzeit – 20 years after the Australian-born teenager was murdered in a Palestinian terrorist attack at a Jerusalem pizzeria, along with 15 others, including seven children.
“Life was heavy,” Malki’s father told The AJN this week, reflecting on the yahrzeit. “You’re missing somebody desperately and feel awful about the fact that she’s not part of your life.”
But this Monday, August 9, the secular anniversary of Malki’s killing, Roth was back on Zoom and on the phone continuing his relentless campaign to see Ahlam Tamimi, the mastermind of the attack, extradited from Jordan to the US. “The ninth of August … that’s all about justice,” he stated.
Tamimi had picked out the Sbarro pizzeria targeted by her and another bomber on August 9, 2001, her accomplice dying in the attack. Tamimi left the scene disguised as a tourist, later professing her glee as the ever-rising death toll was reported.
Although sentenced in Israel to 16 consecutive life terms, she was exchanged in a 2011 prisoner swap to free Israeli soldier Gilad Shalit from Hamas captivity. She continues to be feted as a media celebrity in Jordan, and, according to Roth, she recently added a regular newspaper column to her stint as a Jordanian TV show host.
In the US, she faces charges relating to the death of two American citizens – Malki, who held dual citizenship, being one of them – and an extradition request was issued in 2017.
But four years on, Roth is still battling three governments to get Tamimi extradited.
For years, the US had maintained its hands were tied because Jordan had not ratified its extradition treaty, a position stated by a Jordanian court in 2017. However, in 2019, Roth learned from an American official that Jordan had indeed ratified the treaty as far back as 1995.
Last year, under US freedom-of-information laws, he even received an archived letter from Jordan’s former monarch King Hussein to the US State Department confirming that fact. He is hopeful this legal development will provide a much needed stepping stone.
Desperate for the Australian government to weigh in, Roth’s entreaties to Malcolm Turnbull when he was PM did not bear fruit. Approaches to Prime Minister Scott Morrison last year were referred to Foreign Minister Marise Payne, whose office cited constitutional problems in Jordan with extraditing its nationals, an assertion Roth rejects because oddly “it goes beyond what the Jordanians say”.
In Israel meanwhile, Roth says his fight to have Tamimi extradited to the US has been “betrayed by a chain of Netanyahu governments and, so far at least, by the new government. Of course, Israel could do something. But Israel has no charges against this woman. Israel has washed its hands of the case.”
Roth’s growing perception is that justice for Malki has become expendable to higher policy priorities in Jerusalem, Washington and Canberra.
“There’s a lot of group-think going on – among Israelis, among Americans, among media people,” he said, describing Tamimi as “the most wanted female fugitive alive today”.
The Roths maintain their ties to the families of other victims of the Sbarro bombing, particularly to a victim who remains “in a vegetative state”, he said.
Arnold remains honorary chair of the Malki Foundation, established in his daughter’s memory to support children with disabilities. Malki had been a caring, loving companion to her severely disabled younger sister and others with special needs.
“A 15-year-old girl who had a legacy – it’s unbelievable, but she did,” exclaimed Roth. “She was so good, so empathetic, so involved in making the world better for children with special needs.”
This blog isn't a memorial to our daughter. That function belongs to the website of the Malki Foundation (www.kerenmalki.org). We hope you will visit it.
In the context of terrorism and the worldwide efforts to defeat it, we write here at the site you are now visiting about our efforts to bring Malki's killers to justice - in particular Ahlam Tamimi. the Jordanian orchestrator of the massacre at Sbarro twenty years ago.
Tamimi, now 41 years old and a celebrity in the Arab world, lives free and famous in her homeland despite being the world's most woman female fugitive with a $5M reward issued by the US State Department for her capture and conviction.
One valuable way to give us your support is to sign our petition at change.org/ExtraditeTamimi
#AJN#Australia#Herald Sun#Jordan#JusticeForMalki#melbourne#Rewards for Justice#Sbarro#State Department
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of dispatch and jealousy.
Pairing: Mark Lee x Reader
Word Count: 2.9k
Summary: In which you’re dragged into a dating scandal with your not-so-boyfriend Jaemin and actual boyfriend Mark gets jealous.
Requested: yess!! what if you wrote a mark x idol!reader where she’s best friends with dream and he gets jealous over her being on a variety show with jaemin and she never leaves jaemin’s side during it bc she’s nervous and he’s the only one she knows?
“Just relax.” Bright studio lights are somewhat blinding, they stand tall and loom over the figures standing side by side to each other. The studio’s buzzing with life as staff and crew members hustle around the space to prepare the stars for their filming schedule, one of them standing in front of you to add finishing touches to your makeup while another behind you, adding hair spray to your already frigid hair. Your eyes are trailing to the side, where you see one of your best friends in a similar condition. “Besides, you look prettier when you smile.”
The smile that breaks out on Jaemin’s face is sweet, the same one you always see him wear on camera, and it’s almost contagious that your lips start to stretch into one. You and Jaemin are currently on set for a variety show, sent as SM’s representatives along with a few other groups from other agencies, all of them unknown people to you, knowing none of them with only Jaemin as your companion.
“Mark-hyung agrees with me too.” He’s putting both of his hands on his waist, in a mocking fashion along with puffing his chest out and trying his best in imitating Mark’s voice. “She’s so pretty when she smiles- I mean she’s always pretty but like especially when she smiles, the really big one you know? Honestly every one of her smiles are angelic but- you get what i mean right, Jaems?”
The giggle he pulls out of you is angelic, shaking your whole body while your lips form into a smile. Jaemin’s been the only few people who could pull a genuine smile out of you, the other one being Mark Lee, your otherwise current boyfriend of 6 months.
Jaemin was the one who introduced you, claiming with a wink that, “The two of you were meant for each other.” and while you’d never been one for measly crushes, you couldn’t deny the fact that Mark had you enamoured by your 3rd meet up with him. You both had hit it off enough to write your tittle song together, the one which you used to confess your feelings to him and had hit number 1 in Melon the same day the two of you had gotten together, talk about a win win.
“You really shouldn’t day dream about Hyung here.” Jaemin’s face is up close to yours and he has a teasing smile on his face as he boops your nose along with jabbing his fingers into your stomach. “People could find out.”
Your hairstylist rolls her eyes at the two of you, clearly entertained by your jabs and nicks at each other. She adds another clip into your hair before parting on her way while your eyes are scanning the other idols, along with Jaemin, smiling politely when one of them sends a wave your way.
“Everyone! Let’s get started!”
Thinking back on the variety show you did with Jaemin a few months ago, you couldn’t think of anything wrong. It had gone of smoothly, both the MC’s and other idols had been nothing but sweet to you, some even ended up being your friend afterwards. But as you’re sitting down in your own dorm, phone in hand while scrolling down the multiple headlines and news about you and Jaemin supposedly dating, you suppose you guessed wrong.
(BREAKING) DIspatch Reveals NCT Dream’s Na Jaemin and Soloist Y/N Are Dating.
Dispatch has confirmed another 2020′s SM Couple: NCT Dream’s Na Jaemin and Soloist Y/N!
Every year, Korean news outlet Dispatch rings in by revealing new celebrity couples to the public. This year, they released photos proving that NCT Dream’s Na Jaemin and Soloist Y/N have been secretly seeing each other.
According to Dispatch, Jaemin picked Y/N up at her dorm after shortly coming back from his sold out world tour, the two wearing masks and hats to cover their faces before they went to a restaurant for their date.
Dispatch also caught the couple walking while holding hands with each other very often, in between schedules or at filming sights. One of which is weekly idol, where a leaked footage reveals the couple acting very lovey dovey with each other on set.
The dorm is silent, not one sound in the air. The clock is ticking soundly while the cooked dinner you had set up slowly begins to become cold with the amount of time you’ve chosen to scroll down your phone while biting at your nails.
user 0945: i think they’re cute with each other.
user 4790: shouldn’t she be focusing on her career first? she debuts in SM and she’s wasting her time on dating? what an idiot.
user 6905: what does jaemin even see in her?
user 4823: she’s human too! it should be her choice to date.
user 8755: they’ve been dating for 2 years? wow.. we really don’t know our idols after all..
You’re taking in one comment after the other, some of your fans shipping you with Jaemin while others are bashing at the fact that you’ve chosen to get a boyfriend, claiming you as theirs to begin with. Your heart is filled with anxiety, a feeling of everything closing in at once and you’re taking in deep breaths to reduce the amount of stress you feel in your system.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! You have 25 new messages.
[22:10] Lee MinMark sent a message.
Babe? Are you okay?
[22:11] Lee MinMark sent a message.
Babe, please read your texts.
[22:12] You have one (1) missed voice call from Lee MinMark.
[22:13] Lee MinMark sent a message.
Answer your phone. Please. I need to know if you’re okay.
[22:13] Lee MinMark sent a voicemall.
[22:15] You have two (2) missed voice calls from Lee MinMark.
[22:15] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
so we’re dating now??
[22:15] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
does hyung know about this??
[22:17] You have four (4) missed voice call from Lee MinMark.
[22:17] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
hyung looks worried and pissed
[22:17] Boss Manager sent a message.
Do not give any information to the press. You need to stay quiet until this blows over.
[22:17] You have seven (7) missed voice calls from Lee MinMark.
[22:18] Boss Manager sent a message.
Come to the office tomorrow. We need to have a talk.
[22:19] Lee MinMark sent a message.
Fuck it. I’m coming over.
[22:20] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
hyung’s coming over to you!
[23:07] Boss Manager sent a message.
Stay calm and be safe.
Your ears perk up when multiple knocks come from the door, fast and more urgent one after the other, turning into rapped jabs at the wooden surface. It soon turns into outright banging and your phone falls down to the carpeted floor below at the sound. You’re raising yourself up on shaky feet, slowly reaching out to grab the emergency bat beside the door and tiptoeing to peep through the fish eye door camera you installed for emergencies like this.
The door bursts open and you’re yelping, swinging the bat blindly at the unknown person in your home. “It’s me! It’s me! It’s Mark!”
“Mark? Are you out of your mind!?” The bat mistakenly hits Mark on his shoulder, him letting out a groan and kneeling down while clutching his injured shoulder. “I’m sorry! Oh My God. Are you okay?”
The door shuts with a soft click while Mark’s still bent down in front of him, promptly groaning when the wood catches on his shirt. You’re shuffling around, running to the freezer for an ice pack to help your boyfriend. The ice is cold in your hands, the material numbing your fingers as you press it down onto his injury.
“Are you okay?”
“How are you?”
You break out into a fit of giggles while Mark lets out a few chuckles, the both of you stilling for a moment before you tear of his cap and mask, revealing the face of your boyfriend. The bags around Mark’s eyes have worsened since the last you saw him, along with the obvious stress lines on his face and frizzy hair from too much hair dye as an added plus.
The dorm is still as silent as ever, this time the sounds of slurping noodles are added to the mix along with the sound of chattering news outlets on TV. Your eyes are wrapped around Mark’s neck as you sit in his lap, head laying in the crook of his shoulder as he works one his hands around your waist while the other sets down the cup of noodles on the desk beside him.
“How are you doing?” He mumbles, lips finding their way to your forehead to leave a peck in place. “About the dating thing.”
“I’m fine.” Your eyelids are starting to droop, the warmth Mark emits adding to the stressful situation makes you want to fall asleep and forget all your worries, even just for a little while. You lean back, eyes flicking up to meet his when he nods as an answer. “How about you?”
“What do you mean?” Mark’s eyes are a soft brown with a tint of gold to them, holding specks of stolen sunlight in them, the kind that you’d miss just with one glance. They’re filled with a raw emotion, an unwavering gaze that sometimes you find hard to meet, along with the earth’s unfiltered beauty that is so fascinating yet intriguing to memorize. “With the comeback? Babe?”
“I mean- yes, the comeback.” You laugh at the confused look at his face, his expression looking similarly like that of a confused puppy and you’re reminding yourself to change his names in your contacts. “But like- more of the me dating Jaemin news.”
“Oh” He mumbles, “I don’t really have an opinion on that..”
You’re tilting your head the moment he finishes his sentence. You know, for a fact, Mark’s never been one to back track on his words and you’re sure the way he spoke sounded more of like a question than it did a statement. “That’s good. I guess..”
“Are you staying the night?”
Mark’s head shoots up from its resting point in the crook of your neck, and he’s staring at you with a look of wonder in his eyes that had you ducking from his gaze, mouth stretching into a shy smile as you see a smile spread on his.
“You just had a dating scandal spread about you and your best friend,” He laughs, “But you still want me to stay over? I really am glad I’m dating you.”
Mark’s hands are pinching at your cheeks, his hands stretching the supple flesh while he scrunches his nose. Your own are entangled behind his neck, tugging the hairs on the nape of his neck with a scrunch of your own nose. It was moments like these that made you fall in love with Mark, the dorky boy that had his nose pressed up against glass, watching a thunderstorm and laughing. As an idol yourself, you found Mark most beautiful not when he had full on make up, but when he didn’t. You fell in love with him when he was lying on the carpet, hair a mess, laughing about something he saw on the internet. When he wasn’t trying to impress anyone, and had taken down all the walls he built for most people.
Six months in and all you knew was that Mark’s your muse, the one you write songs about, and the one who holds your heart.
Mark opens his eyes to the sound of your phone humming lowly and you asleep with his arms around you. He’s reaching his arm for the phone slowly in hopes he doesn’t wake you up from his movements.
You have 3 new messages.
[3:07] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
mark hyung went over to yours a few hours ago and he hasn’t come back yet
[3:07] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
is he over with you?
[3:08] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
lovie, answer your phone please :(
A scoff comes out from Mark’s mouth the moment his eyes land on the nickname Jaemin specifically has for you. Even before the dating news broke out, Mark’s always been a bit jealous of you and Jaemin’s bond, the people around him always thinking Jaemin’s the one who stole your heart. Jaemin, the one who’s been by your side and who knows you the best, Na Jaemin and not Mark Lee.
You have 5 new messages.
[3:09] You have one (1) missed call from “Lover” Boy Nana.
[3:10] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a voice mail.
[3:11] You sent a message to “Lover” Boy Nana.
Stop messaging MY girlfriend at 3 AM, Na.
Tapping sounds fill the air as Mark turns off your phone before placing it somewhere behind him, he’s looking down at you to make sure he hasn’t woken you up and he’s smiling at the sight of you sleeping on his chest. Mark’s putting his hands under your feet, lifting you up bridal style to place you on your bed. He’s tucking you in when your hands grab at the front of his shirt.
“Don’t leave,” You mumble, “Stay, please.”
“You know I can’t.” Mark’s bending down to press a kiss onto your forehead, cheeks warming when he sees you unconsciously smile in your sleep. Even when he wishes he could spend the night snuggled up with you, he doesn’t want you to get into more trouble than you already have. “I’ll text you tomorrow. Sweet dreams.”
The room is engulfed in darkness the moment Mark’s fingers touch the lamp, his footsteps echoing just a bit before disappearing completely once the door clicks shut. He’s crouching down to throw out his used ramen bowl into the trash can in the kitchen, hands multitasking as he also picks up his hat and mask from the desk.
Mark’s looking back to the direction of your bedroom while he puts his mask on, fixing the hat onto his head. The image of your slightly messy bedhead and cute pout appears in his head and he’s shaking his head, lips parting to let out a chuckle. “One day, they’ll know about us.”
The sun’s rays wake you up from your sleep, groaning at the light that hits your eyes. Your joints and muscles protest when you sit up in bed, wanting nothing but to go back to sleep. Your legs hit the floor, slightly trembling when you feel the cold wood in contrast to your warm temperature, and you’re walking out of your room in search of your boyfriend and your phone.
The dinging from the kitchen catches your attention and you make a beeline for it, doing a slight victory dance when you find your phone on the kitchen counter right next to some chocolate you’re sure you didn’t have yesterday.
You have new messages.
[3:11] You sent a message to “Lover” Boy Nana.
Stop messaging MY girlfriend at 3 AM, Na.
[3:12] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
omo omo hyung no need to be so grumpy
[3:12] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
im just “dating” her not d a t i n g her
[3:13] “Lover” Boy Nana sent a message.
come back to the dorms before manager realizes you’re gone
[3:14] You sent a message to “Lover” Boy Nana.
yeah yeah omw
[3:39] Lee MinMark sent a message.
I’m sorry I didn’t stay over! Don’t want you getting in more trouble
[3:40] Lee MinMark sent a message.
Good night, and I love you.
[7:45] Boss Manager sent a message.
Meeting at 10. Don’t be late.
The smile that spreads on your face is automatic and the giddiness feels like a wake up call from your previously still drowsy self. Your fingers work nimbly, tapping out words to text Mark before a text arrives just before you sent it.
You have new messages.
[8:13] Lee MinMark sent a message.
“I fought my eyes
to stay awake.
No dream
was prettier
than the way she slept.”
[8:13] You changed Lee MinMark’s name to Lion Cub.
[8:13] You sent a message to Lion Cub.
I knew you were jealous!
[8:14] Lion Cub sent a message.
Good morning to you too. Sleep well?
[8:14] You sent a message to Lion Cub.
I did! Would’ve been better with you next to me tho :(
[8:14] You sent a message to Lion Cub.
Also that poem is just ugh :(
[8:23] You sent a message to Lion Cub.
Mark? Where did you go?
[8:25] Pwark Ji-Ji sent a message.
mark hyung banned me from texting you for a week :(
[8:25] Pwark Ji-Ji sent a message.
why is he like this :(
[8:25] Pwark Ji-Ji sent a message.
so mean :(
[8:26] Pwark Ji-Ji sent a message.
this is nana btw! hyung’s taking a shower rn and jisung let me borrow his phone eheh
[8:26] Pwark Ji-Ji sent a message.
no, actually i lied. i stole it from him
[8:26] Pwark Ji-Ji sent a message.
have a good day, lovie!! ill see you later at that meeting (mark hyung doesnt know btw eheheh)
[8:26] You sent a message to Pwark Ji-Ji.
You’re horrible, Na! Give sungiie his phone back :(
[8:26] You sent a message to Pwark Ji-Ji.
See you later!! (Also, hi sungiie!!)
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FYI. I’m about to unload a whole story to you lol. But for some reason, I have had an urge to tell you why AMENDED is my absolute favorite story and why I relate to it.
Starting with Isabella. Me and her grew up very similar. My mother was a drug addict and alcoholic most of my life. After her and my father (who was also an addict) separated. Then came the same creepy boyfriends. But unlike Isabella, I had an older sister so that helped out a lot. My childhood wasn’t as bad as I remember because I spent most of it with my grandparents, who I fortunately still have to this day! I LOVE being with my grandparents! But it always sucked going home because of the constant fights with my mom and the uncomfortableness with her boyfriends. Of course, like Isabella’s mom. They were her top priority. Only one time did one try to touch me. I was 13-14? I’m not sure but I was in 8th grade. I told my mom right away and the only response I got was “Did he think it was me?” I still haven’t forgiven her for that. She made him apologize and he continued living in my house (Oh how much I wish I had a JK as a best friend during those times)
I moved out when I was 16 to live with my grandparents because we lost our house. My mom, sister, niece and nephew went to go live with my mothers parents (I am not close to those grandparents) And I went to go live with my favorite grandparents (My dad hasn’t been a constant part of my life for a while now) Everything was going great! I was going to school regularly and I also got my first job at the mall! Which is where I ended up meeting my first serious boyfriend.
Put it in short words, I had found my own Landon! He was sweet, charming, older. He worked in the food court restaurant, just a few stores away from my job! I was 17 and already dropped out of school and was working full time when we started officially dating. He was 20. Everything was going great but it was all moving so fast! About 3 months into our relationship he got an apartment and I moved in with him. The first few months were amazing. We had privacy, and a lot more time to spend together. What 17 year old didn’t love the idea of having their own apartment and living with their boyfriend?! I guess the age difference made it more easier to excuse his now ‘protective’ behavior.
By the time I was 18, I had met sooo many people, especially at work. I had more adult friends and occasionally they would ask me out to hang out with them and have girls night! He did not like that. He was so worried that while i was out with my friends he would call me every 30 minutes to make sure I was okay and to also ask what i was doing. Despite him going out almost every night with his brothers and friends to bars. Eventually It got to the point he never wanted me to go out at all and if i did, I wasn’t allowed back home. I was young so I stupidly let him have that control over me.
3 years later. We are still together. I turned 21 and couldn’t even go celebrate because I was pregnant. But I was happy. During those 3 years he had only become more and more mentally abusive. He was manipulative, insecure, possessive. And it took me to be pregnant with his child to finally acknowledge that. But i stayed because? I was pregnant. I didn’t want my child growing up without a father and I also didn’t want her to have parents that fought all the time because they hated each other.
Skip to after giving birth. I quickly learned he was not interested in playing the dad role. He would work and come home and play video games all night. We didn’t have anyone to watch the baby so i couldn’t work. He was not happy about that at all. After constant fights and learning he was spending his money on drugs and alcohol (despite always complaining about being broke because he had to support us), I realized I wasn’t in love anymore and told him I wanted to leave. It wasn’t a safe environment for my child and I had to grow up and realize it’s not just about me anymore but about my child. That night was the first and last time he every got physical with me. And I can proudly say that was the night I packed my bags, left and never looked back.
All that happened almost 2 years ago. I am now 23 and have a 2 year old. Things are different now and I feel like its in sync with amended’s current story line. All though I don’t have my Jk yet. I am dealing with the difficulties of letting my daughter have father time. The only reason he is in our lives is because I don’t want my child to hate me for keeping her away from him. I do get along with him, but only for my daughters sake. And because he knows this, he uses it to his advantage. Knows how to push my button and get inside my mind, especially with letting him come see her or letting her go visit him. He even has the crazy girlfriend who doesn’t like me! Lmao. I don’t let my child be alone with him though because I don’t trust him enough to watch over my child. He still wants to live that carefree life and loves being able to hand me back my child when it gets too much for him.
But that’s okay with me, because I will gladly take my child back. Right now, I’m getting my life back together slowly. But after reading your story, it has helped me realize my life isn’t over yet. I can still do things! When I am ready to meet someone, I definitely want to find someone like amended JK. Not the marriage and arrangement part lol but a man who wants to take care of me and my child and supports me and will have my back no matter what. Someone who can help me say no even when I feel like i can’t. To protect me from my Ex the way JK protects Isabella from Landon. I relate to this story so much, and I think you write it beautifully. I just wanted to say thank you for the words you write and for giving me an escape, especially when things have gotten a little too rough. It always so nice to relax and read one of your stores (:
I don’t mind if you answer this publicly or privately. I’m also sorry for the whole life story lol but I just couldn’t stop typing! I just wanted you to know how much your stories mean to me (:
Since you said I could, I’m going to answer this publicly. Because one thing I do see in reader response is often this big divide (not ALWAYS but often) between readers who have or have not been in abusive relationships, and readers who are or are not parents. And I think it’s actually really important and healthy and it was a reason I decided to post this story, because these are things that so completely change your mindset and outlook on life, but they can be really difficult to understand if you just don’t have that experience. I wanted to use Amended as an opportunity to make people stop and think and understand situations they (hopefully!) are not in themselves, or if they ARE in, have the opportunity to seeing someone grow through it and find love and security and happiness on the other side.
There are lots of my own experiences, doubts, struggles, and pains wrapped up in Isabella’s story too, though not necessarily 1:1. Sometimes they were situations or relationships I didn’t have much of a choice in (like with a bad dad), but other times they were things I could have and should have left earlier and I didn’t (like an abusive ex that I didn’t live with, didn’t have children with, separating should have been easy.) What I’ve taken away from it is that we are strong and adaptable and we go through life making the best we can and adapting to situations, and that can bite us in the ass sometimes when we adapt to situations that we should be adapting away from. But it can be so hard to do that! I think people forget too that love isn’t always logical but it can be a hell of a jail when you love someone who is hurting you. “Giving up” on someone to save yourself is really, really hard. Like couldn’t someone make the case that JK should haven’t to deal with Isabella being mean to him and should just leave? Where do you draw the line? It’s so hard!
I just want to say HUGE kudos to you. Your daughter is so lucky to have a mom who has not only done such incredible and difficult things at a young age, but that fact that you also make things harder for yourself (in having to still deal with your ex) to try and make things the best for her. Especially when you had a difficult home life... probably my love for Isabella shows already how much I love and admire you and your situation and all the women who have been in similar situations. You clearly had to grow up so so young and that sucks, that’s so unfair for you. I wish I could give you back more of the childhood and adolescent that were stolen from you.
You are helping me remember too why I like to write about moms. There is not as much media as there should be about moms where they are still the star of the story. When I had my son I realized with shock that to a lot of the world, my life is over as an individual now. That’s bullshit! The start of my son’s life story doesn’t mean the end of mine! It doesn’t mean I just become a side character in his story! It just means there’s a new sub-plot in the story of ME, and I can continue to reinvent and discover myself over and over for the rest of my life. We have to break free of this idea that mothers are nothing but mothers, and this idea that 30 or 40 or 50 are too late. Because the reality is sure, once you become a mom, sometimes the me stuff is on hold for a while in order to survive, and sometimes you’re mostly wrapped up in the mother role, and that’s totally fine. But it’s definitely not over. It’s never two late to get to “start” your story, or “restart” your story. I’ve found that often when I’m in the middle of things being hard it feels like the chance will never come, but it will, and it won’t be too late! It sounds like you are kicking ass for yourself and your daughter right now, and how incredible that she’ll grow up seeing that strength and resilience.
So thank you so so much for sharing your story. I always love hearing from you. 🥰
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Random shit about me
Thanks for the tag @galaxy-whiskers !!!! Love you dude x
1. what is the colour of your hairbrush? I don’t have one! My hair is currently buzzed and has been sort for about 5 years
2. name of a food you never eat? Oh gosh where to start, I’m a pretty fussy eater. Top of the list would probably be avocado, gross
3. are you typically too warm or too cold? Probably too hot! Especially at night when I’m at university, my boyfriend is a bloody furnace
4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago? Watching Friday Night Dinner with my family
5. what’s your favourite candy bar? Ummmmm, probably Green and Black’s 70% dark chocolate. That stuff is goooooooood
6. have you ever been to a professional sports event? Yeah! My brother is a gymnast, so I’ve been to his events. I’ve also been to lots of premier league football games as my bio dad is a big fan.
7. what is the last thing you said out loud? Shouting my dog from across the room
8. what is your favourite ice cream? Either Ben and Jerry’s half-baked cookie dough and brownie or their new ‘Netflix and chilled’ flavour which is INCREDIBLE. It’s peanut ice cream, salted and sweet pretzel swirls with brownie chunks. To die for honestly.
9. what is the last thing you had to drink? Some Vimto (though Ribena is always superior) squash in my new water bottle. It’s honestly so sick, I bought it off amazon and it keeps my drinks cold all day. For example, I went to work at 4am and when I finished at 1pm the ice cubes I put in that morning were still fully there, excellent purchase.
10. do you like your wallet? Yeah! It was my first ‘men’s’ wallet and even though it’s starting to fall apart I love it
11. what was the last thing you ate? A crème egg hahahaha. My work had reduced all of the Easter stuff, so I bought three packs of twelve for less than a pound.
12. did you buy any new clothes last week? Not last week, but I did the week before. A company I really like called ‘Lame’ were doing an offer where you get a free cap with every hoodie, so I snagged their ‘Satan’s Spinach’ one. It’s super comfy, a lot thicker than regular hoodies, comes in recycled packaging and has thumb holes!!!!!!
13. last sporting event you watched? Honestly couldn’t tell you
14. what’s your favourite flavour of popcorn? Sweet n Salted every single time
15. who was the last person you sent a message to? My boyfriend! I’m missing him a lot at the minute with the quarantine, so I mainly send him memes all day
16. ever go camping? Allllll the time as a kid, but less so now. I was in the scouts, so we went a lot and my family used to go on holiday with a few other families when I was younger, we did it for about seven years until all of us kids were older. I do love it though and as soon as I get my car, I’m planning on buying a tent and going a lot more.
17. do you take vitamins? Not really
18. do you go to church every Sunday? I used to, then I came out and got kicked out. Not really religious anymore
19. do you have a tan? Not currently, but whenever I go abroad, or it gets hot where I live, I tan really well.
20. do you prefer Chinese food or pizza? Hmmm a tough one, but probably Chinese! There are quite a few good places round me, and my sister used to work for a local restaurant so you can imagine we ate it quite a lot 😬
21. do you drink soda with a straw? Nope!
22. what colour socks do you wear? Every colour under the sun. I love socks so much. The more colourful and uglier the better
23. do you ever drive above the speed limit? Nah, I’m still having lessons so my instructor wouldn’t be very happy if I did!
24. what terrifies you? My friends and family dying. My dog going missing. Never having top surgery. Not enjoying my life. Gah, the list could just go on
25. look to your left what do you see? My bookcase
26. what chore do you hate? Probably doing the bathroom or picking up my dogs shit lmao
27. what do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? My ex-girlfriend. Shudder.
28. what’s your favourite soda? Fanta! Specifically, orange, fruit twist used to be my favourite, but the classic is just peng as fuck
29. do you go into fast food places or drive thru? Into usually
30. who was the last person you talked to? My sister, we were talking about how shit dinner is going to be
31. favourite cut of beef? Not a fan of beef really
32. last song you listened to? Sweet creature by Harry Styles. My Alexa has his albums on shuffle right now
33. last book you read? I’m currently re-reading ‘call me by your name’ which is one of my favourites
34. can you say the alphabet backwards? Definitely not
35. how do you like your coffee? Don’t drink coffee unfortunately
36. favourite pair of shoes? My Dinosaur Vans. They are wicked and my friend recommended them to me after buying a pair herself and they are super comfy
37. the time you normally go to bed? If I’m working, 8pm because I have to wake up at 3:50am. If I’m not working, about midnight.
38. the time you normally wake up? If I’m working, 3:50am. If I have a day off, around 9am
39. what do you prefer sunrise or sunsets? Sunsets, I love watching out of my window, reading a good book with my dog curled up on the bed and a chill album playing. Some of my favourite memories are being on holiday or scout camp with my mates and talking as the sunsets. Very zen
40. how many blankets are on your bed? My duvet, a weighted blanket belonging to my mum which I have stolen temporarily, a grey blanket and my fish blanket. So many….
41. describe your kitchen plates? Mishmash of my grandparents’ old plates, my ones from uni and a few random ones we have had from friends. We are doing up the house, so we wanted ones we didn’t mind breaking. Our nice Gordon Ramsey plates are in the shed hahahaha. Though we have been doing up the house for about three years now, so I haven’t used the fancy plates in an age.
42. do you have a favourite alcoholic beverage? Probably the cocktail my sister and I make. It’s vodka, peach schnapps, Malibu, mango juice, mango monster and lemonade.
43. do you play cards? Not really
44. what colour is your car? I don’t have one rip
45. can you change a tire? Yeah!
46. your favourite province? No idea
47. favourite job you’ve had? My current job tbf. I work at Waitrose and it’s pretty nice, especially the pay. I have worked at a few places. First being red5 for about 6 months, then I worked at a children’s mental health charity where I loved my colleagues and the groups I ran, but my managers and some of the stuff I had to see and deal with were just terrible. My 18 months there were probably the worst of my life.
48. how did you get your biggest scar?
TW//////////// Self-harm when I was about 14. I had to have stitches. /////////////////
49. what did you do today that made someone happy? I fed my dog and he was pretty happy about that 😂
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No pressure though!!
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Try to take advantage of me? Let me hang you out to dry.
This happened a few years ago
A bit of back story; I’m Dutch (sorry in advanced for any spelling or grammatical mistakes) and at the time I was 29. I live with special care and I get paid disability by a government agency which is 80% of minimum wage for someone my age. The job I had at a place, we’ll call JobDirector, and it’s not really a job, more like the place where I’m given care is paying JobDirector to keep me entertained during the day so I’m not stuck at home 24/7. So to sum that up, JobDirector isn’t paying me a dime, they are paid for me to be there and any actual work I do while there also turns them a profit. It’s fair to say that they make double the money on me being there, just keep that in mind as I start the story.
Working at JobDirector, I was the Personal Assistant of the Electrician they had on staff, let’s call him Gus. Gus was an old hand in the trade and he was nearing his retirement he worked only 2 mornings in the week, I worked 4 Mornings in the week so I was a perfect fit to be his assistant. And we did everything, not just electrical but also pluming and putting up storage racks. And I did most of the menial things, lug the tool box around, hand him tools, hold the ladder he was standing on, you name it. I did often get the crappy side of the jobs but that’s how you learned a trade in the old days before formal job trainings. Do the sucky jobs and stick around and you’ll learn a thing or two. Well that is what happened. I learned how to do most of the things Gus was doing regularly. It got to the point where he would send me out to do jobs alone, jobs that didn’t require him to inspect my work for safety reasons.
Management of JobDirector caught wind of this, and having believed that people in my situations couldn’t really be taught anything, they suddenly saw an untapped potential. So for the other 2 days where Gus didn’t need me, JobDirector tried to send me to another project they had going for those days.
The project in question was super vision of peoples’ bicycles at the local train station; they had already opened a kiosk and restaurant there and wanted to add supervision to the bicycles there. (side note to you non-Dutch out there; you’d be surprised how many Bicycles are used and how many are stolen daily in my country, particularly at train stations). I had to report to a small meeting with the guy supervising the train station, let’s call him Jim, so he could instruct me on the job; basically it was a “show presence to scare off thieves” type of deal. Bright orange jacket riddled with reflector strips saying “Bicycle Security” on the back. Just walking around is a job I could easily do, but being more forward thinking then my disability would suggest I of course have questions and the conversation went like this:
“Ok so what about if I catch someone in the act of trying to steal a Bike, and he attacks me, am I covered for defending myself or the potential trauma the thief inflicts on me?” was my first question.
With a somewhat surprised look Jim would answer “Oh don’t worry about it, that’s never to happen.” Guess he didn’t expect that kind of a question from me.
I’ve seen stranger things happen so I don’t buy Jim’s answer, but I press on. “Ok… So what about any incidents that happen?”
“When a incident happens, just stay there and call me.”
“Ok so you’ll provide me with a job phone then?”
At this point Jim starts looking a bit annoyed at me. “What for? You have a cellphone don’t you? Just use that.”
I found that to be a weird response. And while I do look up the occasional schematic for Gus and myself, that’s always over the Company Wifi we installed. But actually using my cellphone bill for work? “Ok can I put in for the amount of my Cellphone bill I use up for work?”
“What the hell for?” Jim says starting to get angry. “It’s just a single less than a minute phone call to call me over.” Now some people might agree with Jim at this point, but let me point out that everyone that is actually on JobDirector’s staff payroll has a work phone assigned to them by the company. They want me, the lowest of the low unpaid worker, to use my private phone? No I draw the line there. But I didn’t have to say anything else anymore as Jim goes: “You know what, never mind. Go back to your original spot because you are being too difficult.”
At the time I filed the whole thing away as something weird and dismissed it as I went on my way. Not really having caught on to a changing trend at the company.
Fast forward a month or two and I’ve learned more about electronics including the NEN3140 Certification. Let me go off topic for a minute here; The NEN3140 is a Dutch certification for electric appliances inside of a business. I don’t know most of the terminology in English, but it has to do with job safety. Any appliance that is movable by hand needs to be certified. This includes but is not limited to; Computers, Corded power tools, chargers for battery powered tools, fridges, freezers and washing machines. If it has a plug on it for a standard electrical outlet, it needs to be certified.
If for instance Timmy uses an angle grinder and it malfunctions causing Timmy to get electrocuted (just making up an extreme example here) and the angle grinder wasn’t NEN3140 compliant, well the company will be looking at a hefty fine from a government agency dealing with job safety. And on top of that job health insurance won’t pay out to cover whatever compensation Timmy needs or is entitled to, meaning the company itself will need to cough that up too. Now back to the story
So Gus and I do this NEN3140 certification for every location JobDirector has, Gus is a certified NEN3140 inspector and has the specialized testing device. I can do the job for him under his supervision. I actually do most of the computerized paperwork for him because Gus is a single finger ‘hunt and peck’ kind of user of the keyboard while I myself ten finger blind type, shaves literally a few months from the work for Gus. Total count of devices tested at just the company itself; 756. Keep that number in mind folks, as it is important!
During one of our drives back to our morning start site just before our shift ends, Gus being an older helpful guy that sometimes worries about peoples futures, and knowing how I can easily do the NEN3140 on my own starts to talk about maybe a potential future for me to be a NEN3140 Certifier. In that conversation I learn the following;
* Getting the diploma is about 50 Euro (55.95 USD) for a 2 hour seminar, which you have to do yearly to keep your NEN3140 certifier status.* The Testing device costs about 1000 Euro (1117.55 USD) to buy, and will cost around 500 Euro (559.50 USD) to calibrate it to specification every year.* If you are a Certifier, and you have your own equipment, you can go to a company and ask a MINIMUM of 20 euro (20.38 USD) per power plug. Note I said power plug, not passed or rejected appliances, just having the plug plugged into the tester is money for me.
Remember that number of total devices? 756? 756 * 20 Euro = 15120 Euro (16919.28 USD). That’s already way more then I make a year from the disability pay. For just two and a half months of work at my current work hours.
The only logical thing I could respond with after having calculated that for the first time was “Thanks Gus, you’ve given me some food for thought”.
About a week after this conversation, Gus tells me that they have a small time business requiring NEN3140 Certification but that he is too busy with another job. So if I could do it instead. I go and I test all the devices they had, 35 plugs in total. I Generate the paperwork and ensure that there is a printed copy of the manual for all said devices that where certified and place 35 signatures on the paperwork in Gus’ name. Total time taken for all that was about two weeks total. Client is happy, I’m happy, Gus is happy, Company is happy.
Two weeks after having completed that, another one comes up. So again I do it, this time under Gus’ supervision. 514 plugs. Two months of work and my wrist was in agony after setting 514 signatures. Remember I’m a lowest of the lower unpaid worker there, so I already decided that I wasn’t going to be doing that for long.
At this point, Gus is almost a single year away from his retirement. And in our daily conversations in his car he had already pointedly told me that “When my retirement hits, I’ll be leaving my tools at home and never touching them again unless they pay me.” He’s the ‘can’t sit still at home’ type so he was going to be sticking at the company as a volunteer together with his wife he was also working there. Not doing electronics work anymore.
And the upper management of JobDirector saw an untapped gold mine. Me, doing NEN3140 certifications. So I was called into a small meeting, Gus was there, some HR like person and one of the underbosses. They started buttering me up about helping me get a certifier license, at a great deal of half off. The testing device they had already bought and paid for, on the one hand possible career choice, on the other hand? No way am I going that for 80% of minimum wage considering what kind of money that’d be making off of me. Let alone the position of responsibility I’d be left in. as rankings in the company go, I am literally lowest of the low. I have no say. Gus when he found an appliance while doing the NEN3140, would put a cable-snipper onto the power cord and cut it as close the appliance as possible. I don’t have that kind of authority, and you’ll just know that the company will continue using an appliance even if I reject it. Now who do you think is going to take the fall for that if someone gets unscheduled electro shock therapy?
Covering the financial situation first, I ask them what I would get in return. Their response left me lukewarm and I quote: “Payment? This is a bit of responsibility, which is a good thing for you!” Yeah, just because I live with special care and get disability, they think that I have no responsibility at all. And I wasn’t out to milk them dry or anything. If they did pay me above a certain amount it wouldn’t be a benefit to me but a detriment as the disability I get would be cut leaving me even worse off. But some compensation would have been nice right? More relaxed hours, different job title that would actually allow me to throw out the appliances that didn’t make it, a company cellphone maybe? Nope they wouldn’t budge. So I told them where they could stick their ‘bit of responsibility’.
Well tell you something though, because of my disability, I didn’t get scolded. Not in any official capacity anyways. But Gus was not happy. In a later conversation I had in his car, he said that I was being stupid, and that I won’t make it anywhere in life if I don’t try anything new. This is of course coming from the guy who’s been raving for two years now how he’ll never pick up his tools again after he’s retired. I point out his hypocrisy and that if he doesn’t want to do the work if he’s not getting paid, then why should I? He has no answer of course and stays quiet.
A week passes, and I was notified that Gus no longer wanted to work with me because he disapproved of my work ethics. Well that suited me just fine, as much as I respect his age and experience, I was getting tired of him harping on about my disability and his disapproval of how I choose to spend my free time like the dude is my dad or something. And an hour later I heard that the company was making deals with other companies for NEN3140 Certifications.
I had already smelled something fishy a week before Gus no longer wanted to work with me and had taken prudence to look for another company that would be happy to have my presence and the payment they’d get for having me over 4 mornings of the week.
The following morning I was called over and they started to tell me about the job at a major company in the area, upwards of 1500+ appliances. My boss was very enthusiastic about it (who wouldn’t be for 30k Euro/33.5k USD?) and that I needed to do that job under Gus’ supervision. Meaning Gus would drive me out to there, to then leave me there to do his own workload. Then pick me up again at quitting time.
I told the boss that I was happy for him landing such a big job and I enthusiastically told him that I just got hired somewhere else, and because I’m unpaid I had no obligation to give prior notice. Boss went white as a sheet, trying to tell me that I couldn’t just do that, and that I had to have a 3 month exit period. I knew it wasn’t true, so I just laughed myself all the way out the door to my new ‘job’ that certainly appreciated me more than this company.
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FHS Headcanons
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-Freddy wants to grow his hair out, for absolutely no reason at all. He just wants to have rlly long hair and occasionally wears it in other styles other than a simple ponytail. He's probably asked Chica to put his hair in a braid before and it ended up being a rlly stiff and small braid cause his hair isn't that long for one yet
-Since Puppet kissed Mai on the cheek in Canción Marionette, I hc that in Puppet and Mai's family, they share a lot of various kisses w/ meanings of their own(platonically ofc) A kiss on the cheek means comfort, a kiss on the forehead means forgiveness/sorry, and a kiss on the temple means goodnight. (I like to think that Freddy would be feeling upset one day so Puppet kisses him on the cheek and Freddy is like WHAHHNDSNK,MGGATGAYGAY I'M GSY)
-So I wasn't planning on putting my design hcs here, but pleas let's all appreciate Joy w/ a split tooth for at least 5 seconds it's literally my aesthetic
-Felix has probably only watched 1 or 2 animes when he was younger, yet he's still somehow Spiritually seen every anime in existence. Abby will go to him crying over how her favorite died, by dramatically saying, at first; "FELIX!! FELIX IT'S HORRIBLE. FELIX OH MY GOD" and Felix will just be like "Oh you're at that part where [name] died aren't you" and it confuses the everloving fuck out of Abby
-Speaking of anime and Abby, imagine Bonnie and Abby being friends and bonding over anime!! And then Fox joins them later on. At first he kept saying anime was stupid or something until Bonnie let it slip that the new season of an anime was coming out in a few weeks and Fox immediately goes WHAT so he gets invited to watch anime w/ Abby and Bonnie and now they're. all friends who bond over anime. They probably cosplay occasionally too and make shitty joke tik toks
-Speaking of Bonnie being friends w/ Abby, I like to think that Bonnie can easily befriend literally any girl. The only ones he's not that close w/ are Meg, Toddy and Maggie but he still somehow manages to be on good terms w/ them. He also likes to have!! Sleepovers w/ the girls and he owns like 20 friendship bracelets and has his nails painted 24/7
-Okay so I'm basically just projecting but: What if Bonnie had autism. Whereas he has some social anxiety, and generally just sticks to his current friends. Takes a lot of jokes too seriously sometimes(still has a sense of humor he just starts getting worried cause he can't tell if someone was being for real abt a particularly harsh joke they made)
Rocks back and forth 24/7 and swings his arms back and forth when standing, occasionally clapping his hands in front of him and behind him when he does that.(if you don't know what I mean I'll try and draw what it looks like) Generally rlly silent w/ a group of people all having a conversation. Used to have a lot of trouble holding eye contact but when he realized he did that he started making a lot more eye contact than he needed to. Sticks to a specific schedule and starts getting worried if something prevents him from following this schedule. Starts brushing his fingers through his hair rapidly as an attempt to ease anxiety/stress
-srry I projected like. A Lot There. anyways what if Loon had social anxiety. he's seen as a rlly shy character but like. idk man he comes off as more socially anxious to me instead of just simple Shy
-Also Freddy being sensitive to loud noises, he hates using public restrooms cause when you flush the toilet they always go HHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHGHGH and whenever an object looks like it's abt to fall but he can't like. get to it to put it somewhere else he'll immediately start sweating and mildly hyperventilate as he tries to mentally prepare himself if it falls and causes a loud noise. he can do better w busy restaurants and concerts but he still prefers quiet places
-I found this hc somewhere else but like. Onnie w/ abandonment issues. that is all
-I also found this hc somewhere else but like. Bonnie just steals all the coats from his band members when he's bored. Their coats are Not Safe From Him. They Will Be Stolen.
-Back to Bonnie, Abby and Fox, they all like to play mc together but they can never fucking find Bonnie when he's playing w/ them and they always see him saying the weirdest fucking shit in the chat. one time they saw "BonnieTheDestructer fell out of the world" while they're all in survival w/ no commands and Fox n Abby are just like what the FUCK
-Fox and Bon never considered eachother friends at first, but since Fox was the only other person who knew of Bon's feelings for Bonnie, Bon always seeked help from him since Fox was close friends w/ Bonnie. Fox was slightly annoyed by this but him and Bon started getting closer and closer and Fox unintentionally became a wingman for Bon so like. no getting out of this now
-One day Bon decides to seek advice from Felix and Fede, as Fox and Joy's advice isn't helping and he's afraid of asking for help from anyone else. What he didn't know was that Bonnie was also seeking advice from Felix and Fede for the same thing, so Felix and Fede are trying their very best to get Bon and Bonnie together but also doing it at a slow pace bc it's funny seeing Bon and Bonnie gush over eachother while still oblivious to the others' feelings
-On the same topic of that, I like to think Felix is the one giving Bon advice. Whereas he gives flirting tips and pickup lines to use on Bonnie while a very flushed Bon denies that he will use ANY of those
-can't forget Fede giving advice to Bonnie, where he gives tips and hints on how to remain cool around Bon, and even giving advice on subtly flirting w/ Bon just to see how Bon would react. Also explaining the signs on someone liking you so Bonnie can look out for these signs w/ Bon
-Felix giving advice to Bonnie and Fede giving advice to Bon is cool too tho
-Joy likes to make flower crowns!! She always makes flower crowns for Meg and Bon, and when she becomes friends w/ Fox and Bonnie, she makes flower crowns for them too!!
-On the topic of that, Joy used to be rlly into arts and crafts when she was younger, so that's how she learned to make flower crowns.
-Deuz considers himself a 100% straight man but he has. had gay thoughts before. he had gay thoughts like One time and it never happened again and he is still very confused abt it
-Fox owning a gaming channel that he Occasionally does covers on, Bonnie having a channel that he posts shitposts on and guitar covers, and Abby having a channel where she posts reviews on anime, reaction videos and occasional covers too. Fox invites them to play a game w/ them one day that isn't minecraft. chaos ensues
-When Freddy and Fox accidently kissed on Freddy's first day of school, everyone at the school definitely did Not let them live that down. They targeted Freddy mostly, calling him gay and the f slur, which slowly started to get to him and started making him question. "Wait, do I like guys?" cause he noticed that he's shown signs of liking guys before other than his accidental kiss w/ Fox.
So, w/ the help of his friends and Fred, Freddy managed to realize he was bi. All bc of his accidental kiss w/ Fox
-on the topic of Freddy being bi, he has chaotic bi thoughts 24/7 every time he meets someone attractive
-ON THE TOPIC OF FREDDY BEING BI AGAIN, since he gains a crush on like every person he sees, Fred tries to be a wingman for him and it literally never works out. If Freddy ever decided to be a wingman for Fred tho, then he'd actually manage to get Fred a date somehow which would leave Fred flustered and Utterly confused.
also when they're both attracted to the same person? all hell goes down.
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Pokemon Shield playthrough - Part 5
Back again with another post! This one covers Route 5 and the Water Gym.
Just as I start down the route, I encounter the Cameraman/Reporter duo, who are a classic trainer pair from past games. Given that all the Gym Challenge stuff is a big spectacle in the Galar region, it makes perfect sense that Gym Challengers would get interviewed along the way.
This horde of Minccino chased after me. It was adorable.
I discovered the Pokemon breeding-grounds - or at least, the artificial version of it. This is not the same as the old “Day-Care” that could also level up Pokemon. The Nursery is solely for eggs, while Levelling up can be done with PokeJobs and the experience candies.
The people here are really nice - they gave me a free rare Pokemon!
It’s like a baby dinosaur! I believe this is also the first Poison-Electric combo we’ve had.
Since I don’t want to have duplicate types, I remove Yamper from the team. I prefer dual-types, plus this purple dinosaur looks cooler. Okay, so he starts at Level 1, and he’s pretty frail, but I can be patient.
Leaving the Nursery behind, I encounter another traditional trainer class - the Chef. He sends out food to attack me.
I also find a wild Wobbuffet - and promptly realize just how horrible its catch rate is.
I wasted every last Poke Ball on this fiend. At least he gave decent experience when I knocked his lights out.
I consoled myself by catching the weird apple creature for myself. Here’s another unique type combo - Grass and Dragon (wait, does Mega Sceptile have that typing?) It only knows a defense-raising move and the incredibly-weak Astonish, and has horrible stats all around. I’m sure it will evolve into something great, if I can figure it out. (btw, is it weird that Galar has both apples /and/ “Leppa” berries?)
I decided that my psychic-bug-cocoon wasn’t doing enough for me, so it got booted off the team.
I also got a second try at Wobbuffet ;)
This guy has a nice camping spot for himself. He never leaves. Maybe he ran away from home?
Seeing a pink puffball and an apple fight over a toy is too cute for words.
My coworker also has this game, and was kind enough to trade over this incredibly-high level Wingull. Not that I really plan to use it, but it /does/ have Pokerus. You’d think by now the nurses and professors of the Pokemon world would have learned to harness the power of Pokerus and turn it into a mandatory booster shot.
Back on track, these silly Team Yell people are blocking the bridge forward.
I get to see what my Dark-type fox /could/ have evolved into, if it were still on my team :( It looks like a proper gentleman-thief.
I love Pokemon - you save someone from getting their precious possession stolen, and as thanks, they give you their precious possession.
Too bad the outfit for it is so garish.
The blue color is a little better though.
Now that I have a bike, I can go into the Wild Area and try the Rotom Rally mini-game. It’s basically a time trial as you travel between different regions of the Wild Area. It looks like you can’t get attacked by wild Pokemon while in this Rally mode, so it’s probably the quickest way to get around (minus the flying taxi, of course).
These guys can also upgrade your bike a bit, but it’s expensive. And they don’t have the ride-on-water option either.
You know, Serebii.net says that Bunnelby doesn’t evolve until Level 20. This is an illegal Diggersby here!
Okay. Back on the bridge. Riding is so much faster than walking, but I keep stopping anyway to grab hidden items and look at the scenery. You can see the Dragon city in the background.
Another fight with my rival on the bridge. His Scorbunny has evolved, but it’s still not too tough.
In this place, Eldegoss literally float by on the wind.
Here’s the tunnel that ducks under the train tracks. What could be on the other side?
That can wait! First, I gotta get my Pokemon sent out on more jobs. I love this logo that’s a blatant KFC rip-off.
Oh, I also discovered that you can, in fact, change the wallpaper of PC boxes. All of the choices are pretty boring, though.
Also, my coworker invited me on a raid battle with a 5-star Ditto. I have a bad feeling about this...
Scorbunny’s final form is so majestic.
None of the previous raid battles I fought had “barriers”! Is that something that only shows up in multiplayer raids?
This is it. We’ve weakened it, and now I have the chance to obtain this rare, useful, iconic Pokemon for myself...
Yeah, I failed the capture. I didn’t know they could fail. At least I got some good loot.
FINALLY, I make it to the seaside town of Hulbury. I wonder which British coastal town this is based on? For being the main port of the region, it’s not really all that big.
We encounter Chairman Rose and some of his “admirers”.
We also learn a little more about the relationship between Rose and Bede. Apparently Bede really wants to impress the Chairman, so maybe he’s not so much “working for him” as trying to gain his favor.
You know, I really don’t think he pulls off that outfit. What is it even - a mix of baseball uniform and swim trunks?
Oleana thinks she can boss me around.
I don’t owe you anything, silly person! This is /my/ Pokemon journey. And I’ll take as long as I want. ^.^
Sigh...Why can’t I just throw my coal monster at these goons to get past? My character is way too nice.
Oh, here’s another look at that elephant Pokemon that the Chairman had. It looks like it’s wearing a little hat.
Also, please be more creative when naming locations.
Here’s the “bustling market” I was told about? Must be a slow day.
We’ve got the stock “bitter medicine” booth (I never use these)...
Ah! Here’s something useful. You can bet I will use this item to maximize my earnings from every battle. I haven't seen an option to re-battle trainers yet, and those cool outfits won’t buy themselves.
I trade away for a Cottonee. You know, why don’t people in real life just trade pets with each other whenever they feel like it?
Pokemon, Pokemon...People already say your recent games are too easy, and now you’re giving me a free held item that’s super-effective against the current Gym? (Yet another sign that you should ignore Oleana and /not/ go straight to the Gym upon arrival.)
If nothing else, Hulbury is scenic. I bet the dock is covered with Wingull droppings though.
These people obviously don’t get the point of Pokemon.
With the hills overlooking the sea, I’m reminded of Los Angeles - or was it San Francisco? It’s probably a lot colder in Hulbury though.
Here’s the train station at the top of the town. Of course it can’t take me anywhere new. What if my dying grandmother lived in the next town over - would you let me get on /then/?
I never got into Pokemon’s post-game battle facilities much. I wonder what Galar will have in that department.
I go fishing in the pier, and find a few new Pokemon. That seems to confirm that what you catch is based on where you are, so there’s no rod upgrades.
Good to see that Basculin still comes in two forms. I’m guessing Sword version has the red form?
Another sneaky way to help players - hide a Chinchou in the pier. Its electric attacks would also be useful against the Water Gym.
Aha! Here’s that Pokemon we saw in the trailer, when everyone wasn’t sure if it /was/ a Pokemon or just a generic fish. Well, it is real, though it doesn’t look that useful. It actually looks like a skinnier version of red-striped Basculin.
Nope, not keeping you. I only have six slots!
Some more postcard pictures.
Here’s that weird-looking Pokemon that was also glimpsed in the trailer. Will I be able to find this in the wild?
A hidden Electric-type TM. This is why you explore and do side stuff /before/ continuing the main story.
About ready to face the Gym now. First, now that I’ve entered a new town, I have some new options for my league card.
Here’s a brief look at where I am so far.
And a preview of Nessa. That pose cannot be comfortable.
My team. I’m hoping Avery’s Electric attacks will help, even though he is a bit under-leveled...
First, the Gym puzzle. It’s not really that hard. You could probably do it completely by accident.
In the old days, we had puzzles involving sliding around on icy floors, and using the Strength HM to push boulders into the correct holes. Now /that/ was a puzzle!
I wonder if Nessa ever gets cold, wearing that?
Her Dreadnaw wasn’t a super-high level, but it was incredibly powerful.
It knocked out my Dynamaxed Pokemon, even when the Dreadnaw itself was small!
I had no choice but to pull out my starter, and fight water with water.
Turns out Nessa’s calm demeanor breaks when she faces failure.
And now it’s dusk. I still don’t get how time of day works in this game - is it just an aesthetic thing related to the story?
A change in lighting can make for totally different pictures.
I have access to a new job company. They must be a sponsor for Nessa, since she wore a pin with their logo. Does this mean we can actually encounter Wailord in the game?
I also get the Chairman’s league card. I like the way he writes his signature.
You know the drill - can’t advance with my life until I follow the plotted line into this restaurant. At least it looks fancy inside. I like the Wishi-Washi designs on the floor.
Some story stuff happens. I am completely extraneous to this conversation.
I don’t really know how I feel about the Chairman. I still think he’s probably up to no good, but he’s not the cackling-evil sort that Lusamine was. Maybe it’s actually Oleana who’s evil, and Rose is being manipulated.
This restaurant: Nice location, horrible service. The whole time I sat here - empty glasses, and no food. If I’m gonna be forced to sit and listen to some exposition, I should at least get a meal out of it.
Okay, that’s all for now! In the next entry, I will enter this tunnel into yet another mine.
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Join me for Coffee sometimes.
I am sitting at a Mexican restaurant called 'Mexicali's' today for a change and in favor of my friend who decided to take a rare chance to do something different. It's not everyday we decided to do something different, mostly my 'older' friend, due to the fact that we loved the peaceful moments of not dealing with the criminals and the mafias at the moment.
I am a bit embarrassed on the establishment with the clean, colorful settings and I'm just in my normal wear. It's not 'first class fancy,' but it's a really nice restaurant to go out. The owners were a Latino family that immigrated years back, worked REALLY hard to get the place and they proudly officially opened for business!
Of course, there was an issue with the process of buying the property. It's not the seller, the building or even the price. But it was the other 'buyer' who wanted to have the location to opened up another Italian restaurant.
I have NOTHING against Italian food, I do like them and knew quite a few so Kitty can take a break once or twice a night. I'm not sexist. It's just there's already five in Chicago already and I wanted to have something different other than pastas and pizzas! Back to this story, their competitors were not happy with them moving in with their food cultures and other stuff that I found really unfair and SO UNCALLED for! Just to say the least...
It wasn't long that the police, which my team was still part of, got a tip and some accusations of them depicted as 'criminals' and then some just so that it would be harder for them and easier for their 'rivals' to acquire it smoothly. I think it was a bit of a misunderstandings while most think it's 'legitimate' and I wasn't the only one. Sam thinks it's too and he also recognized the other 'buyer's' name!
He's only known in public image as an owner of all the Italian Restaurants but like Bendy behind that mask, he's also a Mafia boss that's in alliance with the Alfonso's! He told me that they're on neutral terms, but they're on thin ice with their relations lately...
So long story short, I did my investigations, uncovered what's real, what's not, uncovered the other mafia's secrets and then once we've hit the court room stage, it's final verdict was now in the press.
Italian Mob boss Arrested! Mexican family not guilty!
I had to admit that we almost lost at the end until that last detail that the 'witness' had slipped had caught mine and then Sam's attention.
It was tiring that almost all of our defense cases were close calls, but until Sheba is back with her full confidence, Sam is playing both hand decks and it's gotta be really hard in my point of view. Even if both of them are pretty good, it's almost hard to look at every evidence, rules, laws, and so on. It feels like I'm just doing the 'easy' portion of the trials...
Unless you're not in good shape and fighting against an Olympic Lunatic that runs the Underworld of Chicago.
I then noticed a child's voice at another table with what I assumed a mother with her son. They were having their little quality time together with her holding the menu card and her assumed son drawing something that looks like a dinosaur. She smiled and she patted his head as to say 'good job.'
I smiled sadly at that. It reminded me of my sister if she was still alive today. She would be a great mother like she was to me when I was growing up at that age. I never knew my mother and my father was barely at home but he raised us properly. It's frustrating that she would never had the chance to play with the twins, praised their abilities and watch them grow up...
But now I had to take over for her and for my father too. I knew that my uncles and the relatives insisted that they can do it, I still declined and wanted them to be raised here because of the whole new continents and the cultures they're not used to where they're at.
Despite the hardships, I finally did do a decent job so far, with some bumps but I think we're good for now. They even trusted me more than ever...
Speaking of trust... I then remembered my friend who had yet to show up. I then got a word from the waitress that they had a phone call from him saying that he will be a few minutes late. I nodded and said I can still wait.
I then look out the window to daydream a bit to kill time... I noticed a bust from a shop across the street that reminded that first case that I worked as an official detective, two years ago...
---Time travelling on a rainbow, Nyan Cat!----
It was supposed to be here, right? I thought as I examined the attached, block buildings from the sidewalk. They all said that this was an 'average' neighborhood, but this is like for the 'well-do' class like a doctor or a lawyer. I needed to find my lawyer for three reasons.
One: He helped me narrow down the six busts of Anubis in a 'vandalized' bizarre case and uncovered the missing Pharaoh’s Pearl that got stolen from a museum.
Two: I was saved from Bendy and Boris when I found out that this was one of their quick money schemes by a tall, dark mysterious black suited and mask man, They were taken down by his throw downs and my quick thinking with Bendy when he almost got him.
Three: he dropped his wallet without noticing when he disappeared... and I found out just who he was.
Which leads me to the next three things: I want answers!
I then head someone disputing a few houses down the streets and I saw the man I was looking for, smirking and walking with his Border Collie dog. I think that beautiful canine might be potentially deadly when she saw me and then ran at me with it's sharp teeth.
Border Collies are known for being territorial and very loyal to it's owner asides it's history of being an ideal 'sheep dog.'
I stood very still with my hand sticking out to halt him or her, I don't know it's gender yet, just to show I'm not here to pick a fight or murdering anyone.
But then to my surprise, he/she then started to slow down and got less aggressive as he/she sniffed my hand. Then like any other 'vicious' guard dogs that I've encountered, he/she licked it and was friendly again. It was an odd thing that I'm a 'cat' person yet for some odd reason, dogs liked me.
“That's a first, she never done THAT before. Most people would be running from aggressive, territorial dogs and Tiara wouldn't be this friendly to first time strangers at our home.” My expected 'suspect' said with a confused look once he caught up.
So the dog's a girl and she's very pretty. Kinda what you expect when someone's probably have a much bigger income than I currently have. “Hi, I'm the guy that was from that coffee shop a few-”
“Yeah, you're that new kid detective that came for the sales record papers. Did you need anything else?” He asked as he and his dog walked up to their home. I needed to have my answers from that night, but I needed to be careful because the way he took out both of them, it's insane! Boris has super muscles, Bendy has demon speed but this guy, despite his tall and lean look, is not to be underestimated! I think it's one of those Eastern boxing techniques and something with wind elements...
But none the less, I still want to know. I took out his wallet. “I found this and I believed that's yours. Everything is still in there.” He swiped is so quickly and that's when I knew I found my smoking gun.
“Thanks for returning it and not going on a shopping spree. Tell your parents they did a good job raising ya!” He was about to close his door shut until I instinctively had to say something, grab it quick and force it opened. Only ended up him whacked his forehead on the top door's frame, said something like 'tavern nackle' and then falls flat on the pavement. His dog barked and sniffed at this head.
Great! I made a new fried who's gonna sue me for aggravated assault after my first case!
Upon his looks at me like I just pissed him off, the only expression I made as horrified and I blabbed out. “I'm so sorry! I didn't-” He then halted me in gesture and got up. “Save it! My door frames alone already told me I'm too tall and this is not the first time sh!t like this happens.” He wrinkled his nose and gently rubs it.
“Listen, I need to talk you... inside. It's about that case and... other stuff I've uncovered. I know how and where that wallet came from.” I tried to convince him and I wanted to settle this peacefully. He stared me down like he was suspicious of me and then he sighed. “You don't seems like you're gonna blab it out to everyone...” I immediately shook my head in his agreement. I may be doing my job in the name of justice, but I wanted to do it the right way.
“I wouldn't without solid proof and well... you did helped. Twice. Was it because you wanted to help others? Or was is a promise you made for some one like me? Or any reason why you became an attorney?” I was asking so many questions until I noticed some sadness in his glaring stare... Have I said something I shouldn't have?
He then sighed and all that tension from glaring disappeared.“Kid, come in. It's a long story.” He tilted his head to gesture 'get in there.' Normally, I would get bad vibes from suspicious characters, but this guy despite a potential suspect, didn't seem like he was a bad guy... at first.
We got inside and I was... quite surprised. It was so simple yet the furniture reminded me of the 20's styled in great condition. I noticed some book shelves with many well, books, and then some old family photos, some medals, more photos in air gears, some items displayed like monuments and what stood out to me the most was that one, huge piece that was leaning aside from the large book shelves. It was a beat up piece of a propeller.
“May I ask what's with this um... fascinating piece you got leaning?” I politely asked as I sat down on the big couch. He was searching in the drawers for something. “Yeah, that was part of that one plane that I used to fly in the European war about a decade back.”
European war about a decade back? Isn't that...? “You fought in the WWII war?” My eyes gleamed to a hero of that infamous war! Sure the Americans joined in two years later in that and I do respect them too, but this is... amazing that I met someone had fought, survived and live to tell the tale.
“T'che! Who do you think I was doing almost ten years ago? The 'Coco’ Chanel and mess around the Nazi spies?” He said it like he doesn't care about it and cuts my 'hopeful' feelings in half. I wasn't asking disrespectfully on purpose... He was kinda rude.
“I joined in the air force as a 'delivery boy' for carrying supplies and other sh!t I had to do. After a few years when times got rough, I was 'promoted' to join the fights in the air. I wasn't perfect but at least I get the job done.” I was thinking about while I was at that age at the time. I was doing my homework while he was up in the air fighting off the most evil people in the 20th century. I am so far behind his level...
“I did had my fair share of working with people who we all had a common goal. The British, the French resistance, the 'neutral' Swiss. Not the cheese one. We ALL wanted to end the Nazi regime and stop their 'Aryan race' ideology or else 3/4 of the world would not survive up to this day.” He lay down his old book full of photographs and I was looking through all of his photo shots with his groups and others who had joined the cause. Most of them was taken with one or two 'similar' person... I didn't had to ask why he was with so many different people he worked with cause I knew that there was so many lives were lost in that war. Even if some DID lived to tell the tale, I think he would bother to tell me upon first impressions...
“At that time, I only wanted one thing the most from my partners. Loyalty. They can cuss, b!tched out anything, vomit only the outside of the plane because of air sickness, but if they back-stabbed me in the name of the swastika or anything, I ain't afraid to cut them out cold.” Schhk!
I heard like something like a sword unsheathed and I saw something sharp from his right sleeves. It was a knife! “This is me being 'nice' since you seem like the type that doesn't run it's mouth at every little thing. I'm just be as 'polite' as I can but if you double-cross me, I'll send you to the morgue faster than a paycheck spend in a day.”
Now he's threatening me if I tried to turn him in! But I then 'see' something he's holding back. Not the 'other' weapon in another arm, but something about the past in silhouettes behind him... like a woman with another man... and then I saw a small window vision like someone's vision was fading and saw a person with a parachute opened...
I knew that I had yet to ask this, but by hearing this, getting to know his 'present' character, saw a few family photos and 'saw' something hidden...
“Sam... did something happened that made you lose your trust in people?” He gasped with wide eyes opened. I'm now scared of my own safety and what's gonna happened to my family... But I needed to know why.
“I-Im not gonna say what is right or wrong. I can't judge what you might have done or reacted to what happened that made you suspicious towards people. But I want to understand how and why you're acting distance to so many people. I've only saw you twice after that very first meeting and you look like you could have murdered someone if you wanted.”
He then rested his face beck to it's neutral self. “If you're gonna say that 'what if I say I'm like that?' I would ask why did you help me not once, but twice to save my life? I know you're not as bad as those other attorneys says about you when I asked where were you all this time.” I sat very still to wait for his reaction. Is he gonna throw me out in the streets? Yell at me for spouting non-sense? Or is he gonna do anything at all?
He sighed and then started to explain. “Kid, I'll tell you a little something that I learned the hard way when I was around your age. Sit down for a while. It's a bit of a long story so make yourself comfortable.” He sat down comfortably as I was too. “Back in my high school years, I used to date this girl that I liked and I really thought that we really love each other. A real, mushy, teenage love story I used to have. Her name was Nell but we all called her Nelly. I had that dream one day after college once and made enough as a prosecutor, I would ask that 'big question' for her hand in marriage. I also have a twin brother, Simon, who's a Mountie. That's what you might called the Canadian police in that country. He's that eternal Optimistic, yuppy-peace talk, tree hugging, good manner, good nature conscious @$$hole since we were born. Think of it as polar opposites of our characteristics that 'compliments' each other, OK?”
My eyes 'senses' indicated that on his left hand that he doesn't have the ring...
“Did she refused or something happened to her?”
He shook his head. “Nah... I found out that her feelings and mine weren't the same... Like a knife through the chest, I caught her and my twin brother together alone behind the barn that we used to own. It was after my last part time shift I've done for my college preparations. I even heard their whole conversations and I found out the truth that I was 'really' not happy with. She and my brother were in love. She did admitted that she does like me but... more like a friend and that those times we went to date was so that she doesn't upset me... Wanna guess how my 'feelings' went out the window faster than throwing out cold coffee back then?” He then got up a bit and reached over the shelves to grab a photo frame. “That's when I interrupted their little rendez-vous and I immediately said a lot of sh!t about what I've heard and my thought. I even finished throwing a punch at my twin's face, not caring that I probably broke his nose and then I left for colleague in Montréal. Since then, I dedicated my whole time for my licenced bar and I ignored any letters from home. I was still angry at them and I even discarded their wedding invitation. You can guess how my parents were furious when I said I couldn't come when I came up an excuse... I avoided their supposed 'reunion', both them and the newly weds, when I decided to take a hold in my education and joined the air force for WW2 as a 'delivery boy.'” He places the photo frame face down next to the night table where he is.
“Were you really... so upset about finding out the truth of her that you avoided any contacts with her and even your own family?” I had moments that I wanted to avoid at all cost, but I knew better now that I can't run from my problems cause it's never gonna solve anything but delaying.
“It's not that I was afraid, I just didn't want to deal with them after that.” That still means you're afraid of facing them when you acted out that night. “Anyways, I was then drafted to the air strips, learned how to fly those flying death machines and minded my own business in the war. I delivered the supplies and goods for the army and occasionally for old England when their times were tough about short supplies coming in and out. I have plenty of war stories that would go on and on, but I'll save it for another rainy day.”
I admit that I wanted to hear them, but I decided to respect that so we can continue his story. “As much as there was so many sh!t storms we've got ourselves into, I admit that I did found a new family, if you'd call it that. Random strangers you'd probably never met once before-” He got up and took another photo frame from the shelves, this time it was a group of people in their flight jackets. I can tell that one of them was the younger version of him that's about my age and he looked like he was having a great time with that bright smile. “-but it was close enough.”
He then proceeded to tell me each of them and then once he finished, he said. “We could all been having a good life by now...”
He then violently slammed the photo frame on the coffee table in between us and I heard something cracked. “IF IT WASN'T FOR THAT OSTIE-CRISS-DE-PIECE-D'HUMAIN-MARDE PAUL HAVEN'T PULLED A SUICIDE MISSION AND IF I WAS SMART FOR FIVE BUCKS...” He took a deep breath to calm him down when he noticed that I curled myself into a ball on my seat with eyes wide opened. He cleared his throat and continued. “Well... me and the others were completely clueless when we found out. It was a few months near the end game, 'V-Day' as they called it. We were supposed to transport some goods to the allied soldiers from Egypt to Italy. There was some sort of malfunction problems with most of the planes except for that big one... We didn't have much choice but all four of us embarked it cause some supplies were a bit heavy or many. At that time I, well, 'we' all thought that it would be fine since it was all five of us in one flying tank. It was about in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea when it started. Paul said he might have notice something in the cargo, so he and Cameron, who he volunteered to come along, tagged along while Jesse and myself were just relaxing. I wished that I would have taken his place instead, but I wasn't aware. We both heard a gun shot and Cameron's last cry. I got up and ran at the back with Jesse not far behind. When I opened the door, I was immediately hit from the bullet in the chest. Then I was knocked out... for a few minutes until my blurry vision came and I felt like we were falling vertically. Last I saw before I blacked out again, was Paul opening the emergency door with his parachute.”
My heart sank a whole lot when I heard that. Not only he was betrayed once, but twice! How can anyone abuse such a strong person like him despite some flaws? And why did that Paul guy back stabbed them and almost killed all his crew mates? Did he still believed that the 'Evil' teams were still winning if he does this?
“I barely remembered what exactly happened after that, but they told me from some account that I was found among the remains of our plane by some shipmates from Egypt. I woke up in that country's hospital when they told me that and I was pretty much feel empty on the inside again. It was my second time that I was betrayed by someone that I trusted and I almost completely swore myself never to trust or have another friend as long as I lived. Well... until someone had to change my mind.” I tilted my head to know who.
“During those days that I was bed bound in that make shift hospital, the last person that I wanted to see or even hear from was my twin, Simon. He somewhat learned about me being here and all that jazz, so he came here on his own while Nelly, his wife and my 'ex', was waiting back home... with their kids that I soon learned that I'm an uncle but I had no idea because I cut my ties with them since then. I was too angry from that night.”
He's an uncle like me! My eyes sparkled with joy. “I was even in big surprise that they had triplets.” I almost choked. Triplets?! I had enough trouble with twins but triplets? Oy yoy yoy! “You've got more on your plate than I do!” I said to that.
“Well, they're THEIR kids so I'm just a 'support' guardian so it's not THAT big of a deal for me. Back on topic, I was still not talking to him when he came and started to cry and apologized. I would have throw him out with a throwing technique, but in my condition back then, all I could do at the moment was lie on my back. I was annoyed that he still keep talking and was still insisted that he's gonna change my mind.”
I tiled my head. “And... what happened next?”
“Well, at first I wasn't gonna listen, but when you're bed bound from injuries, boredom would be almost intolerable and well... he DID kinda risk himself and spared his time to see me despite what happened so... I just listened. Turns out that when he and Nelly met the first time, it wasn't love at the start, but then when we started to date more, I wasn't aware that Nelly didn't like me as much as she wanted and that I wasn't exactly right for her. Unlike my twin, I was more serious, smart@$$-ery, indoor guy yet clever, a bit 'too honest' for my own good and I was more 'pessimistic' realistic sometimes. She's not saying that I was a 'bad guy' but I'm just well... wasn't just right for her. Let's just say.”
“So... she wanted to be with your brother instead cause he's more positive and much more... er... NOT that I'm saying you're bad either just well-”
“You don't need to beat around the bush. I preferred to be honest and tell the truth, even if it's hard and it might piss off people sometimes. That may not get many friends, but it will get the right ones. I will admit that I may come across rude sometimes, but I don't like to hide from the truth. Think of it as makeups: You can cover it up for the moment, but sooner or later, your true face will be revealed.”
“I remembered you saying something like that from that coffee shop. I do like honesty in people, but maybe if you try to explain to them in a nicer way, at least they'll respect you AND know you're much nicer than you look.” I know that he's an adult and that he's capable of making his own decisions, but sometimes it's alright to take some advice once in a while.
“I'll keep that in mind. After that was explained, he then told me what I had missed for almost eight years. You know the usual: weddings, babies, stupid parent hood stories with their kids, and how they're all looked like me for somewhat reasons. I didn't done it.”
I gasped. “My nephews look almost like me too!” He raised an eye brow with astonishment. “Seriously? What are the odds?”
“I'd love to tell more, but I still wanted to hear the rest of your story. What happened after you two talked?” I didn't meant to derailed his story, but it was really nice that I found someone who understands being an uncle/parent.
He then resumed. “Like I've said, it was hard, but after a while, I then started to think of all that happened from that time and then I realized of how I was wrong of thinking about the whole thing. I was furious when I found out about them, I was neglectful of all the letters they've send me for returning and for forgiveness apart for some family news, and how my only brother that still cared for me despite of all those years that I wasn't. Like I've said about him, he's a dummy goodie two-shoes, but he's got his heart in the right place. Then it's was time that I started to admit that I was wrong and that I was the one to apologize instead. I also told him that I would have turned back to that night so that we could have ended it more peacefully instead of tears.”
Then the Collie, Tiara, stared to whine with her dog bowl in her mouth once we turned to the direction of the sound. “Ah, tabarnak. Désolé, Tiara. J'ai completement oublié. I'll get your water.” His bilingual accent is really captivating and interesting. He got up from his seat and I did too to follow them in the kitchen. “Ah yes, did I forgot to mentioned that Tiara also came from Egypt, despite being a Border Collie and she was rescued from cross fires with the locals and the remaining Nazis that were hiding there?”
Another amazement! “No. Way-!?” I then 'sensed' something hidden in the kitchen. Oh no, not now! I just got on good terms with him and now it wants me to 'show' me something?
I did my best to ignore it and hoped that I would have a break from 'it.' But unfortunately, I haven't learned my lessons about my 'abilities.' No matter how many times I tried, it will be persistent and will be 'forceful.' My body then moved to move against my will and I was then staring at that one picture with two birds. One with a toucan and a flamingo. My 'sights' then showed me that there were some papers and items that seems like evidences in some sort of a safe box.
Is my sight telling me that he's hiding something important? Like, was he hiding crucial evidence for something? Blackmailing? Anything?
He then said to me. “What were you looking at?” I got surprised. So I had to make an excuse. “I-I was just wondering about this art. It's very tropical! I really like this! You have great taste with this painting!” I did my best to avert my real reason. Sam however, noticed that I was hiding something.
“Really? Just the picture? Do you ever wondered if there was something hiding behind? Like one of them detective gut feeling?” He looked at me like I haven't said something important. I tried to joked. “Ha! Good one! Like the ones in Noir movies if you're rich enough.”
“True, like I’m hiding some important documents from a case I'm currently working on.” He suggested.
“Yeah... Or maybe some important evidence small enough?” I 'innocently' said while I scratched my back.
“Or maybe say... a small, wooden box?” He then suggested. “Mmmm... maybe if it's small enough, yes it would be a possibility.” I said with my eyes glued to the floor.
I then felt a tap on my head and I looked up to a pair of staring eyes. “Or maybe someone's not being completely honest about what he said. Did you know I have a 'knack' of finding out the truth in a bizarre way?” He crossed his arms and was expecting me to tell him what I know. After hearing his story, I can't blame him for suspecting treason for the third time
I then felt terrified in a long time. What am I supposed to say? I have 'super vision powers' to see the truth and secrets, please spare me? I begged him. “Please Mr. Toucan! I don't want to cause any trouble! I know you're not a bad person, but I really can't say what I know! I'm the only person that my own nephews can trust after-ah!” Then Tiara plopped on me like she wanted to lick my face. I then started to giggle a bit until she had snatched something VERY important and irreplaceable!
It was my special necklace... My mom's and my sister's special necklace!
“Give that back, Tiara!” I tried to get it back, but she was quicker and she handed it to Sam. “Please! Don't break it or take it away! It's very important to me!” I was scared and I was almost into tears.
He noticed my appearance and he softened a bit. “Easy. I'm not that type of person to pick someone like you. I just wanted to know the truth.” He said.
I didn't know that I was being too scared over this, but what I needed right now was that necklace. “I... I know what you wanted, but please! I don't want to be send to a mental hospital! My nephews are my only family left and vice versa! They can't go my relatives over seas right now! They're too young to understand-”
He then clamped my mouth. “Whoa!Whoa!Whoa! Slow down! I never said I was gonna turn you in. I'm asking how you knew something about that portrait I kept it a secret.” He tries to calm me.
I shook a bit but I was a bit relieved. He decided to hand over my necklace and I held it very close. “I... Thank you. I'm sorry... I've... had this ever since my sister gave it to me when I was fifteen. She told me that it used to belong to my mother that I never knew and that she told me that it was rightfully mine. Although, I never understood why, but it feels very special to me.”
“You've also mentioned about nephews and being the only one. Care to share that story?” He asked. Well... I decided to tell him about it.
After a while... I explained on my sister and my father's demise and my relatives.
“I see. So you're almost a single parent, but you could have asked one of your relatives to help out. I'm pretty sure they'll be more than happy to see them more often.” He asked as he handed over a cup of hot milk.
“Thanks. I know that they even insisted, but the thing is, I'm not sure that Inky or Winky are ready or mature enough to live with them. They ARE my sister's. They're nice but sometimes a bit of trouble makers. I'm afraid that they'll be spoiled or they'll give more hard time for them when they're supposed to be enjoying their golden years after raising kids.” I explained.
“I'm pretty sure that they wanted you to have some freedom at your age. Lots of guys wanted to have freedom. I was no exception despite some circumstances.” Sam said.
“I know what you meant, but I made a promise to my sister that I will be there for them. Luckily for me, they all understood and they said that they'll be there if I needed them. I was told by some that I'm so much more mature than my 'look a like' cousin... Which is a story for another time...” I scratched my head and took a sip.
“I can wait for that. However, I still wanted to know what's the deal earlier before you panicked. I'm not going to turn you in, I just... had a 'knacking' feeling you were hiding something.”
I gulped at that. Is it really alright with me telling him? Even if we've met 'officially' the second time?
“I... would you believe that I have a 'talent' that can see things... hidden and... other things?” I shookly spoke. That's it. I'm done for.
He then patted on my head like a kid brother. “Hey. You weren't lying. So I believe you.”
I opened my eyes wide open to him. See if he was lying, but he wasn't. “You... believed me? Just like that?”
“You want to know how I knew and why I do?” He then pointed at his nose. “Remember that part about that plane accident? My nose had somewhat started to act funny when people lie or hiding something. Not for sneezing, but more like irritating and it makes me pissed. Depending on who they are and my mood, my manners are from one to f#ck you. Just a penny for thoughts if I ever done that to you. I've been through a lot and now I barely give a damn now a days.”
Apart that last piece he can detect lies with his nose? Huh! Guess we're not so different at all.
“Say, Sam. Have you ever made new friends here since you've moved?” I asked.
“Most of the people at the court house are a bunch of Willy Wonkas and think they can please and sugar coat everyone and everything. I only dropped in their conversations if sh!t hits the fans when they screw up big time.”
Guess I have much work to do with him.
----- Woken up from cloud 7-----
“Hey! Sleepy head! Wake up! He's almost here!” The voice of Kitty had woken me up. I saw her and my nephews all excited. “Huh? Wha?”
“Uncle! It's Uncle Sam's birthday! Remember?” Inky shouted. “And his family is coming over from Canada! You told us, remember?” Winky in turn shouted.
“Boys! This is a restaurant! Use your inside voices.” I shushed them. “And no, didn't forget.”
Truth is, the reason why we decided to hold it here was today, is in fact, Sam Toucan's birthday. The only thing Sam doesn't know is that this is a surprise party. I then noticed Sam's car coming. “Hey, Felix! Over here! Before they see you!” I noticed Sheba's shouting from the other side of the room, where it was reserved and I was like 'I'm trying to teach these kids a lesson and you just broke the concept' look.
I was then dragged by the twins who followed Kitty into the reserved area, where it's like a private room, but thankfully for us we can see better in the dark and who else is there.
“Alright, is everyone ready? I see them coming.” Sheba notified us from behind the curtains.
I heard the others giggling a bit and some of us hushed as we heard Sam, Woody and Matteo coming up closer. They told him to duck his head before he hits that door frame. Thank God they did or else he's gonna use words that aren't meant for children in any language.
As soon as they turned on the lights, we all shouted “SURPRISE!!!” All of us and also included, Sam's family from Canada which includes his faulty twin brother, Simmon, his wife *Ahem and ex-girlfriend, Ahem* Nelly, and his three nephews that looks a lot like him, Puey, Susey, and Louis. These three teenagers were identified by their colored scarfs of their scout uniforms, thankfully.
Sam chuckled with a rare happy feeling. “Well isn't this a nice surprise for a change.” I felt much happier than him, even if I would never admit it.
From back to that coffee shop where we first met, the stories he would tell, the patience I had to use whenever he was brutally honest, gaining his trusts little by little and then once the big pay off came, he did got better.
I'm not saying he's perfect, but he is-
“Felix, is that your name?” I was asked by Sam's little twin brother. “Huh? Yes, it is.” I said.
He talked to me while everyone was busy with Sam“I know this is a special day for both my twin and myself, but I wanted to thank you and your family to have a very memorable moment since we were younger. You've given him a very valuable gift that no money can buy.”
“I doubt it. All I did was being his friend.” It's not like I've turned to Batman and saved Gotham city at night. (At least not while I'm taking care of kids at the moment.)
“You gave him a reason to trust people. He barely did so when he came back from war. Sure, we all forgive each other, but he seems like he was, distant, from other people. Not to mentioned being cynical most of the time.”
“Yes. I know.” Being realistic and logical was one thing, but bitter and distrustful was another.
“I just wanted to know that if ever you need help, my brother and yours truly as a Royal Canadian Mountie, are available at anytime.” He placed his hands on my shoulder. “Thanks. I'll keep that in mind.” I thanked him.
I looked at Sam again to see that he's still having a great time. I looked at all of us to see that our 'family' had grown much larger since last time.
We might not be related, but we all care for each other and we all accept each other. Flaws and all.
And one day, we can be a one, big, happy, family.
----THE END----
Ahhhh..... I’m slugish and finally finished my OC’s humanized Sam Toucan’s backstory.
As I’ve implied, he does have a faulty twin brother, Simmon. To help you understand him, he’s the Dudley do-right version.
I wanted to give him an opposite personalities, like ying and yang but they compliment each other.
Now for the wifey, I decided to choose Dudley’s sweat heart version too.
As for kids well, if you watched the froot loop’s commercials from more than two decades, he does in fact, have THREE nephews with the unofficial canon names in this story.
Now for this part of the story, I wanted to utilize the days from the Zodiac signs, the astrology one, to describe his character.
Which is also known as a Scorpio. 🦂♏ Like me!
And news flash for any Felix the cat and Mickey Mouse cartoon fans: Their Birthdays are under the Scorpio dates!!!!!
And to finish off, I wanted to write about how Felix and Sam’s friendship had been formed and evolves over time. So you can think it’s like Bendy and Boris but more on a friendship level than ‘Bromance’ or ‘BL’ level.
Sam is straight, end of story.
BBTIM AU and humanized characters belongs to Marini4. OCs like humanized Sam Toucan, Woody McPecker and Matteo belongs to me.
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99 Question Tag
okay okay I know i got tagged to do this like a month ago on my main blog by @santonicababy iM SORRY LIN ILY BUT THIS WAS SO DAMN LONG
1) DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR CLOSET DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED
I sleep in the room where everybodies closets are and they all gotta be closed goddamn do you know how spooky it is to even have one open during the night
2) DO YOU TAKE THE SHAMPOOS AND CONDITIONER BOTTLES FROM HOTELS
my parents do, but alas I don't use them in case they have silicones or sulphates in them because I got a whole lotta curls to protect
3)DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR SHEETS TUCKED IN OR OUT?
if this refers to the sheet protecting the mattress, then my answer is in because how the fuck would you be able to sleep with that moving around???
4) HAVE YOU STOLEN A STREET SIGN BEFORE
NO SORRY IM BORING
5)DO YOU LIKE TO USE POST IT NOTES
heck yeah, but for random shit
6) DO YOU EVER CUT OUT COUPONS BUT THEN NEVER USE THEM
nee my parents are fancy fuckers who use the coupons on their phone (our local supermarket has a damn app skskksksk)
7) WOULD YOU RATHER BE ATTACKED BY A BIG BEAR OR A SWARM OF BEES
a bear because its one giant son of a bitch and not millions of tiny motherfuckers and also I've never been stung by a bee and intend to keep it that way because majority of my family seem to be allergic
8) DO YOU HAVE FRECKLES
nope! I have a couple beauty spots on my hands and face but thats kinda it
9) DO YOU ALWAYS SMILE FOR PICTURES
not really but if I've been told to smile then its 200% dead inside
10) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE
i find many things annoying
11)DO YOU EVER COUNT YOUR STEPS WHEN YOU WALK
only when i go up and down stairs, but i also try to make sure i step with each foot equally (if that makes sense) and i step on only certain colour tiles when im bored
12) HAVE YOU EVER PEED IN THE WOODS
the real question is have i ever been in the woods? both answers are no
13) HAVE YOU EVER POOPED IN THE WOODS
refer to question 12
14)ummmm idk what this question is meant to be curse you Lin
15)DO YOU CHEW YOUR PENS AND PENCILS
nope, the idea weirds me out
16) HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH THIS WEEK
none, this week and in general
17) WHAT SIZE IS YOUR BED
one person and a long yet smol doggo size
18) WHAT IS YOUR SONG OF THE WEEK
Eddie from the Rocky Horror Picture Show has been stuck in my head for the whole week so yeah i guess that
19)IS IT OKAY FOR GUYS TO WEAR PINK
HeLL YEAH DUDE HAVE YOU SEEN RAMI MALEK IN PINK
SKSKSKSKS END MY LIFE
but yeah, anyone can wear anything they want to wear (although a suit made out of meat might not be wise)
20) DO YOU STILL WATCH CARTOONS
dudeeeee scooby doo and tom and jerry are my jam I watch them on the regular (among other things)
21)WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVOURITE MOVIE
uhhm idkkkkk I tend to repress bad movies sksksk
22)WHERE WOULD YOU BURY HIDDEN TREASURE IF YOU HAD SOME
idk shove it in the closet ig at least it will be hidden behind my sexuality
23)WHAT DO YOU DRINK WITH DINNER
I usually only drink before or after but ig water??? cooldrink if I'm in a restaurant
24)WHAT DO YOU DIP A CHICKEN NUGGET IN
depends on the nug
25)WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD
How dare you assume i only have one favourite
tbh it depends cos i love pizza and pasta and stuff but then i cannot live with my granny's curries ksksmks
26) WHAT MOVIES COULD YOU WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND STILL LOVE
borhap, sing street, rhps, the natm movies, the harry potter movies, any mcu movies
27)LAST PERSON YOU KISSED/KISSED YOU
ahhahahahahahha bold of you to assume anyone wants to do that
28) WERE YOU EVER A BOY/GIRL SCOUT
nope but I was a catrobat which is basically my preschools acrobatics team that was actually really terrible
29)WOULD YOU EVER STRIP OR POSE NUDE IN A MAGAZINE
nahh m8
30) WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A LETTER TO SOMEONE ON PAPER
this week for a transactional task at school (It was in Afrikaans and I got a C skskskks)
31)CAN YOU CHANGE THE OIL IN A CAR
omg no
32)EVER GOTTEN A SPEEDING TICKET
not old enough to drive!
33)EVER RAN OUT OF GAS
my parents never have for as long as i can remember
34)WHATS YOUR FAVOURITE KINDA SANDWHICH
cheese because I am actually John Deacon
35)BEST THING TO EAT FOR BREAKFAST
MUFFINS!!!!
36)WHAT IS YOUR USUAL BEDTIME
school nights its 11pm otherwise i dont have one lol
37)ARE YOU LAZY
YES BUT MY LAZINESS MAKES ME ANXIOUS OOF
38)WHEN YOU WERE A KID WHAT DID YOU DRESS UP AS FOR HALLOWEEN
we dont celebrate that here but i rly want to it seems fun!
39)WHAT IS YOUR CHINESE ASTROLOGICAL SIGN
Ram, which is really cool because im an Aries, so I'm sheep squared
40)HOW MANY LANGUAGES CAN YOU SPEAK
English, Afrikaans (at a basic highschool level), I could speak very vERY basic isiZulu when I was younger but I'm not sure about now, I know a bit of French and Telugu, and I'm gonna start learning Hindi soon!!
41) DO YOU HAVE ANY MAGAZINE SUBSCRIPTIONS
nee
42) WHICH ARE BETTER, LEGOS OR LINCOLN LOGS
i didn't play much with legos and i have no idea what the second one is rip
43)ARE YOU STUBBORN
to an extent
44)WHO IS BETTER, LENO OR LETTERMAN
I kept reading Leno as Lenin ffs
45)EVER WATCH SOAP OPERAS
I watch them occasionally with my granny, but I don't keep up with them very well (Kasamh Se is my shit tho)
46)ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS
no, im afraid of falling in general tho
47) DO YOU SING IN THE CAR
My dad and I bop frequently to Never Gonna Give You Up in the car, and also classic bollywood songs (we have even learnt the choreography for some)
48)DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER
i perform
49) DO YOU DANCE IN THE CAR
well theres not exactly much space
50)EVER USED A GUN
nope
51)LAST TIME YOU GOT A PORTRAIT TAKEN BY A PHOTOGRAPHER
not sure
52)DO YOU THINK MUSICALS ARE CHEESY
most are but thats why i like them
53) IS CHRISTMAS STRESSFUL
we don't celebrate because we're not Christian (we still eat a lot and exchange presents tho), but it can get stressful if we have to visit extended family, mostly because my extended family loves to insult everything about me so thats great!
54)EVER EAT A PIEROGI
not i good sir
55) FAVOURITE TYPE OF FRUIT PIE
never had one, it doesnt appeal to me
56) OCCUPATIONS YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID
a vet
57)DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS
i am a ghost
58)EVER HAD A DEJA-VU FEELING
not that i remember
59)DO YOU TAKE A VITAMIN DAILY
yes, I take a multi vitamin, a vitamin D pill because I'm vitamin D deficient, and im not sure if this is a vitamin or not but i take evening primrose oil so that im not outwardly a bitch due to pms
60)DO YOU WEAR SLIPPERS
i wear slipper socks, because my doggo got jealous of my doggie slippers and murdered them in cold blood
61)DO YOU WEAR A BATH ROBE
i have one and rarely use it because i forget it exists
62)WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO BED
a random shirt and pants, though ive been known to kick pants off (ive been doing that since birth), occasionally i manage to get the matching pj set
63)WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CONCERT
ive unfortunately never been to a concert before
64)WALMART TARGET OR KMART
ive never seen any of these stores in my country
65)NIKE OR ADIDAS
i own neither
66) CHEETOS OR FRITOS
neither
67)PEANUTS OR SUNFLOWER SEEDS
Peanuts because thats my doggos name!
68) EVER HEARD OF THE GROUP TRES BIEN
no sorry
69)EVER TAKE DANCE LESSONS
i went to a bhangra class for about a year, and we performed for our parents at the end of that year (i was in one of the few groups that didnt have to dance in lehengas thank goodness)
70)IS THERE A PROFESSION YOU PICTURE
YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE DOING
probably something creative, but I don't mind as long as they're happy with what they're doing and its not harming others!
71)CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE
yep
72)EVER WON A SPELLING BEE
never entered one, having to spell out loud makes me anxious
73)HAVE YOU EVER CRIED BECAUSE YOU WERE SO HAPPY
i think so
74)OWN ANY RECORD ALBUMS
nope
75)OWN A RECORD PLAYER
i wish
76)DO YOU REGULARLY BURN INCENSE
my granny burns incense while I'm at school because my mom and i both get really sick when its just been lit and the smell is strong. Going to the temple is a damn nightmare because of it
77)EVER BEEN IN LOVE
no, too busy fangirling
78)WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IN CONCERT
oof a long list
Queen, Twenty One Pilots, Waterparks, Frank Iero and the Future Violents (ffs fronk stop changin the name), Panic! at the Disco...to name a few
79)WHAT WAS THE LAST CONCERT YOU SAW
refer to question 63
80)HOT TEA OR COLD TEA
both
81)TEA OR COFFEE
coffee
82)SUGAR COOKIES OR SNICKERDOODLES
sugar cookies
83)CAN YOU SWIM WELL
i wouldn't drown, but im no professional either
84)CAN YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH WITHOUT HOLDING YOUR NOSE
im doing it right now
85)ARE YOU PATIENT
eh
86)DJ OR BAND AT A WEDDING
I've only ever been to Hindi,Tamil and Telugu weddings and lemme tell you 90% of the time bands flop at those weddings because they can't sing the classics without failing miserably, so DJs are generally better. However, in that case, if a band can perform those songs, then I'd prefer a band ig
87)EVER WON A CONTEST
yep, a couple of reading contests
88)HAVE YOU EVER HAD PLASTIC SURGERY
nope, not planning on it
89)WHICH ARE BETTER, BLACK OR GREEN OLIVES
dont like olives rip
90)CAN YOU KNIT OR CROCHET
i can knit!
in fact, my friends and i are so cool that we're in our schools knitting club (which besides myself, @grandfunnyemopainter and @imjustabruh , only has 2 other members)
91)BEST ROOM FOR A FIREPLACE
lounge or study/library
92)DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED
i guess, its not on my goal list tho
93)IF MARRIED, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN MARRIED
no
94)WHO WAS YOUR HIGHSCHOOL CRUSH
currently in highschool, and in love with the borhap cast, sebastian stan, stephanie beatriz and band members (theres more but yeah)
95)DO YOU CRY AND THROW A FIT UNTIL YOU GET YOUR OWN WAY
nope, i have only two ways to deal, be a total pushover or a total bitch
96)DO YOU HAVE KIDS
nope
97)DO YOU WANT KIDS
kind of undecided, but i do want more pets
98)WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOUR
Dark Blue
99)DO YOU MISS ANYONE RIGHT NOW
my dog, shes been ignoring me for about four hours now because I stayed at school for an extra hour (for knitting club!)
@softspaceboibrian @roger-taylor-owns-my-wigg @im-inlovewithmycar do it cowards
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I feel like talking about the AquaHart Babies as adults because I think about them a lot and I need to write this shit down.
If you don’t know who/what AquaHart is it’s an OC ship in the Hawaii Five-0 universe made up of Pete Hart, Freddie Hart’s younger brother, created by @hollandvalleybaptist and @pterawaters, and Nahuel Hart who was created by @hollandvalleybaptist. Pete’s portrayed by Travis Van Winkle and Nahuel is portrayed by Jason Momoa. You can find out more about them in these tags here, here, and here. (We reblog a lot from each other so there’s bound to be repeats in the tags.)
The AquaHart Babies are Pete and Nahuel’s three sons, Freddie and Alika, who are from a surrogate, and Kai, who they adopted.
I have basically stolen these children and run away with them because I love them a lot.
So like here are my thoughts on them as adults...
Freddie Hart
Freddie is aro/ace. He has absolutely zero interest in being with someone or having sex or having children. He prefers his alone time and finds dealing with others, besides his family, tedious and boring. He enjoys being alone and living in his house all by himself with his three dogs, two cats, and a parrot that quotes TV show lines at random times.
He is also a librarian (his main section is the children’s books) and a tutor for middle schoolers. He is very patient and very soft-spoken, and working with children reminds him of all the times he spend helping his brothers with school when they growing up. He is a favorite at his library.
He takes immense pride in being an uncle. His nieces and nephews are the highlights of his life and he will drop everything to be there for them if they need him to. He is on all their emergency contact lists and it is well known in their schools that if the parents can’t be reached for some reason (usually work), Freddie is who you call. He is also known as the baby/kid whisperer because not a single one of his four nieces and nephews have ever been held by him and continued crying. He has a very calming spirit and often times, especially now that his nieces and nephews are getting older, all it takes for them to calm down is holding Freddie’s hand or hugging his leg. But more often than not they want full on cuddles and Freddie is more than happy to oblige.
Also, Freddie is a bad cook. Like he knows, in theory, how to cook because Nahuel is amazing at cooking and he taught all his sons, but Freddie is just bad at it. He doesn’t know why, because he can follow a recipe to the letter, but it will not turn out good. Ever. Luckily he has lots of family who can cook and are more than willing to stock his freezer with homemade meals.
Alika “Ali” Hart
Ali has really bad ADHD and Dyslexia. He’s had it since he was a kid and Freddie was the first to notice and took it upon himself to help his brother to learn differently (Freddie would read Ali’s text book passages to him and also make recording so Ali could listen to them over and over again.) These difficulties mean that Ali does not have just one single job, it’s impossible for him to stick to one single thing. He has like five part time jobs that he splits his time with. He is a boxing instructor, a surf instructor, a line cook at his dad’s restaurant, an ASL interpreter, and sometimes he a personal fitness trainer (but he only does it in the summer and if he’s in the mood for it. He is not by any means the breadwinner in his family, but his wife Kalea makes more than enough money in her job that he can just do a bunch of jobs to keep himself occupied.
Mostly though, Ali likes to be a stay at home dad to his daughter Ari. She is autistic and the love of his damn life. Ali and Kalea taught her sign language early because a) it’s her mother’s native language since Kalea is deaf and b) Ari is mostly non-verbal. And because Ali is very fluent in sign language, he and Ari are able to communicate very well together and Ali just things Ari is the best person he knows next to his wife. And he is a really great dad who encourages all of Ari’s interests and actively participates in them. Like one time Ari wanted to dress up to go to a movie, but she wanted to go as the prince and wanted Ali to go with her as the princess, so Ali was like, “Alright, let’s do this!” and went to the movie with Ari in her cute little tux and him in a beautiful poofy dress. It was magical and Kalea hung a picture of them at the theater in their costumes in a frame on their living room wall.
When it comes to his wife, Ali is an absolute romantic and one of those husbands who loves his wife so much and just misses her when she’s gone and will leave an event early if it means he can go home and spend time with Kalea. She is his best friend (they are childhood sweethearts and Ali learned sign language just so he could speak to her) and he will talk to anyone who’ll listen about how much he adores his wife and is in awe of her. Their house is full of random items all over the place because Ali has a habit of buying stuff impulsively because it reminded him of Kalea. Like the brown wooden frog that sits on their lanai that Ali bought because it made him think of this one field trip they went on when they were like twelve and this tiny frog jumped out of a guide’s hand and landed on Kalea’s head and she just walked around for like 20 minutes that way before someone realized the frog was missing and Kalea just plucked it from her hair and handed it back to the guide and moved on to the next exhibit. Little things like that stick with Ali and when he remembers them he often buys whatever item made him think of it.
There are three things that will quiet Ali’s mind so he is not bouncing around constantly: boxing, surfing, and cooking. Those three things are the only things where he will just relax, be calm, and focus completely. He can often be found doing at least one of these things late at night when he can’t sleep, or on the days when he’s just having a bad brain day. The only other thing that calms him down like that is being held by Kalea.
Kai Hart
Kai is polyamorous and has three partners, two men (one cis and one trans), and a woman. The four of them have three kids together; his trans partner gave birth to one of their children. Neither Kai or his cis male partner, Adam, know which of them fathered which child and they plan on keeping it that way. They are a closed quad, meaning that neither of the four of them have partners outside of each other. They tried to but it just didn’t work, and through lots of communication they all decided that it would be best or all of them if it was exclusively just the four of them. They’ve been doing well that way for like six or seven years now. (The names of his three partners are Adam, Cymon, and Sierra, and the name of their children are Tayvin (boy), Erynne (girl), and Eden (girl).)
Kai works in his dad’s restaurant, and plans to take over when Nahuel retires. He fell in love with cooking at a very young age and was like Nahuel’s shadow whenever his dad was in the kitchen (his love of cooking is very different to Ali’s love of cooking. Ali loves it because it keeps his mind quiet, Kai loves it because he gets to create something from nothing and share his love of it with others through the dishes he makes). When he isn’t creating new things, he is perfecting his family’s recipes passed down through generations. He hopes to one day be able to not have to look at any of the recipes and just make them perfectly by memory.
Kai’s favorite people to spend time with besides his fathers, his brothers, and his partners and kids, are his grandmothers (Nahuel’s mother and Pete’s mother). He loves hearing listening to his grandmas tell him stories about his fathers or about their lives when they were kids. They fascinate him so much and he has such a deep respect for both of them. But the one thing he loves the most is that they still love to do his long hair whenever he comes around. He’s like 6′2 with hair down to the middle of his back and they still act like he’s this six year old little boy and have him sit at their feet so they can brush and braid his hair and make it look awesome.
Kai loves to sing. He’s inherited his musical abilities from Nahuel and he loves to sing. He’s been in several different bands growing up, but currently he just does solo stuff and sings at venues whenever he feels he’s got a song worth sharing. He has no dreams of becoming some big artist or anything. He just likes writing and singing his own songs which are usually about his family. He sings in English and Hawaiian, and like Nahuel, Kai has written and recorded a special, individual song for each of his children and partners.
I have more about them, but as this is already really long I’ll stop here.
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boyfriend!au wonho
so it’s that time of the year again
where you have to travel almost 12+ hours to go back to your parents’ house in your hometown
because it’s THE festive season lmao
your are always prepared, like you have your money (also emergency ones hidden in your bra in case your purse gets stolen), downloaded some movies, charge up your gadgets until 100%
so you board the train and you get the window seat which you lOVE and started getting youself comfortable
when suddenly a guy came and sat next to you
and you’re like………….
and he showed you his ticket and it was his designated seat
and you’re like ok but then your eyes locked with his
and you studied his face
what a perfectly sculptured face like god literally gave him a special treatment
or is he the god
then he flashes the sweetest smile ever and you’re just like blushing but inside hE IS SMILING AT ME
so you get back to doing your own stuff and you texted your friend “the guy seating next to me is smokin hot”
but your friend being your friend never text back and would take another four years to reply
so the train departed and you decided to watch a movie first
and 10 minutes into the movie you could feel him getting closer to you as your shoulders bumped with his
and you looked at him and he said “mind if i watch the movie with you?”
and you’re like okay but you are so embarrassed because you were watching zootopia like you’re 20+ and zootopia is…..
nevermind that so you took off one of your earbuds and gave it to him
so while watching the movie, your friend being your friend just had to text you at the wrong time ever
so a notification popped off
“send me a pic of THE hot guy seating next to you” and “let me evaluate” and “be discreet!!!!”
and she kept spamming you with notifications about the hot guy
and you are 100% sure, no doubt that the hot guy seating next to you could read it
and you are panicking while trying to close the notification
and like moments after he said “do you think i’m hot?” with a cheeky smile
well, you couldn’t handle the situation because you nEVER GOT YOURSELF INTO THIS KIND OF SITUATIOn
so you just shrugged and said ummm….yes…././//././././.
lord knows how you felt inside send help soon like sos like mayday like pls send help
you could feel yourself being slapped hard by your soul for embarrassing yourself and for being so cheap
but he laughed and his laugh was the most contagious laugh ever that you felt the need to laugh at yourself
then your mind started to think if he was laughing at you or he was laughing because it was unexpected or cute (cue any hyungwon’s meme here)
at that point your soul was ready to leave your body
but then he said in between his laughs “you too”
and you were caught off guard like he thinks i’m….hot???? like???? me??? hot???? really??????
then he stared at you like yea………….
and both of you broke into another laughter again
you could see the woman in front of you looking back at you and the hot guy through the cracks in between the seats with so much cringe
then he introduced himself as wonho and that he was also heading towards your destination
and you were like so overjoyed because you have somebody to keep you company for the next 12+ hours
you guys kept watching zootopia and some episodes of peppa pig
and he’s like peppa pig??? really????
and you’re like don’t judge me it’s for my niece
you fell asleep along the way and he leans close to you so your head fell voluntarily onto his shoulder
when the train finally arrived at the destination, you put your coat on and you’re really sad
because it was probably your last time meeting him
so you bid each other goodbyes and he said it was a fun 12+ hours train ride
and he said “you wanna take a selfie? don’t your friend need to evaluate my hotness?”
so you took selfies with him and that selfies were the only thing you’ve been staring on
you feel the need to print them out on a banner and hang it all over the house
because he so hot
a few days later you’re about to do your laundry so you cleaned out everything in the pocket of your clothes
guess what you found???????
a nicely-torn notebook paper with his number scribbled on it!!!!!!
you have wasted so many days so you immediately called him
he picked up the call and when he heard your voice over the phone, he’s like “i was so worried you might never find that paper”
then you guys talked for hours and he said he would like to meet you once again
so after you’re back home you met him at one coffee shop
he was wearing a suit and matched it with a necktie while reading a paper
then you started to wonder if he’s overdressed or you’re underdressed
then he reassures you that he’s currently on a break from work (read: lawyer)
“you still work at 7 PM?!?!?!??!”
but he didn’t wanna bail on you because he missed you
and you’re all blushed up because he’s so straightforward with his words
he already ordered you dark mocha and you’re like how did you know it’s my favourite???
while sipping on his coffee he’s like i just assume
yeah but he got that right
it was a short meeting like for only 45 mins
when you’re already outside the coffee shop ready to part ways, he held your hands
“i’ve been thinking of you since our first encounter and this wistful longing will worsen after you leave”
his eyes glistened with sincerity and you just “should i do it or not”
if he picks 1, you’re going to do it but if he picks 2, you’re not going to do it
“pick a number, 1 or 2″
wonho: 2
and you just ah, fuck it i’m just going to do it so you grab his collar and kissed him
and he was startled at first but he kissed you back
you could feel it when he smiled in between the kisses and he let out giggles after the quick kiss
he leaned his forehead against yours and whispered “i like you”
you just grinned and wrapped your arms around his torso and he’s like “won’t you say it back?”
so you’re like “i thought action speaks louder than words”
and he just giggled and you’re like ≧◡≦
anyway that night was spent away by keeping him company in his office while he worked over his unbelievably great amount of paperwork
and he’s just so beautiful while he focused on his work
dating wonho is a beautiful experience itself
like he’s definitely a sappy boyfriend also that type who gets touched at everything
whenever you’re with him he’ll play with your little fingers
and sometimes he’ll help you paint your nails and you did the same to his so you can have ‘matching nails’
he really likes to bring you to fancy restaurants
wonho: you’re my princess and deserve to be treated like one
sometimes when you get to work you’ll get random flower bouquets and with little notes saying “it’s our 136th days together”
whenever you have movie nights he pretends that it’s his turn to pick the movie when it’s actually yours
but you didn’t mind it anyway
and he always falls asleep before the movie ends and the next day he goes like “how come i can’t remember how the movie ends”
but you’re just like yOU FELL ASLEEP
and he giggles
he loves night walk with you and one time you were having the normal night walk with him but it suddenly rains and you didn’t bring any umbrella or raincoat along
so you guys were running to find a shelter with a roof
but then he pulled you closer by your waist and kissed you in the rain
wonho: i wanted to do that ever since i watched the notebook
but the next day wonho caught a flu
so you take care of him by cooking him his favourite ramen and wraps him up in blanket
and you will plant a few kisses on his face and he’s like whining like nOOOOO you can’t be close to me you’ll get the flu too
but you’re like my kisses will cure you
and he really wants to cuddle with you in the bed with him but he just can’t-
when you and wonho argue, he’ll get really frustrated that he cries and you’re like no no don’t cry but your tears already rolling down the cheek
so you cry together and forget about what you guys argue about
he has a large world map hung in his room with bookmarks of places he wants to travel with you
and you guys have different piggy banks for different places
but the money would always disappear because wonho took them to buy you little gifts
sometimes he went out to lunch with his colleagues and he passed by an accessories shop and he stopped by to buy you hair clip because “it reminds me of you”
he definitely says “i love you” eighty times a day and gets whiny when you don’t say it back
wonho is definitely not the pda kind of guy because he likes to be private and intimate
if you’re stressed out from work he’ll definitely took a bath with you
he’ll massage your body and just cuddle with you to lift up the stress off your shoulder
and he’ll aways bring you to the gym to workout with him but you can NEVER follow his workout routine
so he’s like for every sit-up you do i’ll give you a kiss
so that motivates you like A LOT
but you can never go on after 30 sit-ups
so you just sit there on one of the workout benches and watch him running on the treadmill
like what a beautiful man, inside and out
don’t let him go
whenever the time of the year is coming up again, you two would take the train to return to your hometown to commemorate your ‘first encounter’
find more from this series: boyfriend!au shownu, boyfriend!au minhyuk, boyfriend!au kihyun, boyfriend!au hyungwon, boyfriend!au jooheon
boyfriend!au i.m coming up soon!
#monsta x scenarios#monsta x imagines#monsta x wonho#monsta x#boyfriend! monsta x#boyfriend!au#boyfriend!au wonho#boyfriend!au monsta x#monsta x reaction#monsta x imagine#monsta x scenario#monsta x au#monsta x fluff#wonho
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Monster Match #10
"I'd like a monster match! I'm a 20 year old 5'8" DFAB genderfluid person. Currently I have a rather overgrown Mohawk that's fading from my natural dark brown to bright auburn to pink-blonde. I have hazel eyes and I'm very chubby. I'm rather shy, sarcastic, and an animal lover." @moonlet
Rosie the werewolf is your match. She’s fun loving and excitable. She’ll take you on long walks through the woods and will run through rivers with you. She’s not much for cooking but she will try and make you a picnic basket to take on your long walks.
"Heyo, @themintykid here! Thought I'd get in on this match action and help out, too. I'm gay, about 6' (and unhappy about it, I wanna be smol) dirty blond. I love books, collect journals I never use, draw, paint, sew, and love snuggles. I'm a huge fan of muscles and furry dudes."
Your match is my Mummy. Sorry he’s not fluffy, but he’s super tall and big so he’ll give you the smol feels you desire. He’ll treat you delicately but still tries to touch you often. He enjoys art museums but doesn’t like history ones (he hates seeing other mummies and his cultures art stolen and on display. He’ll take you craft shopping but enjoys taking you to bookstores and letting you go. He’ll tease you in empty aisles hoping to get a reaction from you.
"Would you be kind enough to match me?? I'm an 18 year old trans boy who's name is Roman! I have cherubic features and stand at 5'8". Im fatter with blue eyes and brown hair. I really like video games, drawing, music, but mostly just laying around. Im also optimistically naive." @sunflowrsworld
Barqan the Djinn is your match. He’s sweet and gentle and enjoys cooking you his favorite dishes. He’ll make sure you take breaks during video game sessions and he’s strangely good at them too. He lets you win when you compete and you know it. When he wants attention he will let you know too.
"Hiya! I am wisteria-ghost on Tumblr and I'm about 5'4" (technically 5'3" and 5/8ths of an inch) with a petite body, light tan skin, short black hair, and glasses. I love listening to music and writing stories, along with trying new things! I'm weak to teasing and I'm pansexual." @wisteria-ghost
Your match is Solan the Orc. He enjoys pampering you and seeing to your needs. He’ll take you shopping to your heart’s content and then to a nice restaurant for dinner. He’ll sit close to you and tease you under the table since he knows you’re weak to it.
If you want a Monster match too, donate to my kofi! Leave a description and your tumblr and you’ll get a match made in heaven!
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Will He Make It? C19
{May 17th, 2013 Wyckoff, NJ K2+Dani's Residence Nick-20|Mel-18}
It was prom night, Melissa was beyond excited, she couldn't wait to get to the venue and dance the night away with her friends... and hopefully, Nick...
He promised her that he would make it, and he always kept his promises. She just hoped that Phil would actually listen to Nick this time and realize that he needs to be there for this... or he'd have one upset girlfriend on his hands.
Melissa was currently sitting in a high top chair, as Danielle was currently curling her hair. Denise and Cindy were sitting in the living room catching up, as both mothers had flown in for the special event and would be staying in town until her graduation in a few weeks.
"Has anyone heard from Nick?" Melissa asked, chewing on her bottom lip, it was about 5 hours from the big even starting, so she was getting more and more nervous that he wouldn't make it.
Denise smiled over at the two girls, "I just texted him, he said him and Joe and Kev are boarding the plane as we speak, they should be here in Jersey in two hours."
The young girl nodded, taking in a shaky breath, "he promised he'd be here..." she whispered, chewing on her lip as tears welled up.
"And he will be darling, I promise." Denise smiled sadly at her, "you know him, he never breaks his promises when it comes to you."
She nodded softly as Dani was turned away to grab some more bobby pins. "I know... and that is what worries me the most..." she mumbled to herself. —— An hour passed by, and her hair was done, up in a nice updo, with small curls hanging out, framing her face perfectly.
Dani smiled big at the girl, "ready for your makeup?" she questioned, grabbing the big box of makeup that was waiting for them.
Melissa nodded, and let Dani do her magic on the teenager. It took sometime to get everything to blend together and make her face light up even more then it already was. As time passed on, Melissa kept glancing to her phone that was sitting in her lap. She just wanted to see Nick's face lighting up the screen, to know that they had landed and were safe.
"I'm getting more and more nervous..." she mumbled, looking at Dani, who stood in front of her, smiling sadly at her.
"I know, but like Denise said, he will make it." she reminded her, and at that moment, there was a jiggling sound out side of the front door, and a distant, "WE MADE IT!" it sounded like Joe's voice.
"FINALLY!" Cindy and Denise exclaimed, "you guys were about to make Melissa go crazy." Denise laughed softly.
The band of brothers walked in, smiling at one of the most important girl's in their life. Nick was the last one to enter, stopping as he saw his girlfriend, "Hey baby... y-you— you look drop dead gorgeous." he stuttered out, his toothy grin coming to his face.
She blushed as her eyes landed on him. "Hey boo." she smiled, and he came over, as Dani stopped applying the eyeshadow for a second so he could kiss the teen.
Melissa hadn't let Nick see her dress for the night, just gave him the tie that matched her dress, and said to wear a black suit. She wanted him to be surprised.
The boys went and sat by the older women and they all had small talk, till Nick went to Kevin and Dani's room to put on his suit and Melissa went to the guest room to put her dress on.
The three women helped her into the dress, making sure everything was perfect before letting the teen step out to see her boyfriend who was anxiously waiting behind the door.
"Ready Nick?" Denise popped her head out to see her semi-middle son standing there looking at her nervously. He had never seen Melissa this dressed up in a very long time, so this was a big moment for the couple.
"Have been for forever." Nick smiled confidently at his mother, holding the corsage in his shaking hands.
Melissa stepped out, with the glittery floor length dress on, right when her eyes met her boyfriend's, she blushed deeply and smiled big. "How do... do I look?" she asked, her hands also shaking slightly.
"You look... w-wow—you look beyond beautiful baby... the most beautiful girl in the world." he grinned, coming up to her, and placed his hands on her waist.
"We should exchange the flowers outside. That way we can get pictures." Denise offered, as Dani ran off to go and get her camera.
Once outside, everyone was waiting to take pictures. "wow, Popstar... you look amazing." Joe said softly, his eyes not leaving her.
"Aye, watch yourself Joseph." Nick joked, pointing at his brother as he still held the corsage in hand.
"Ready you two?" Cindy asked, as everyone had their phones and cameras ready to take multiple pictures.
Nick slipped the corsage onto her wrist as the moms and Dani were taking multiple pictures. Kevin Sr. was busy putting the boutonniere on his son. As this also was Nick's first prom as well.
After about 100 pictures, and a few stolen kisses later, Melissa's friends had all shown up and a limo was pulling up in the driveway.
You didn't think the Jonases wouldn't go all out for the magical event did ya?
"You... you guys didn't have to do all this... you've done so much already." Melissa exclaimed and placed her trembling hand over her mouth.
"Of course we did sweetie, you are like a daughter to us, always have been." Denise smiled, "besides your mom chipped in a little bit as well as your father."
At the mention of her father, she looked behind them seeing him walking up, "I didn't think you'd make it!" she exclaimed, and ran up to her father that she rarely ever sees.
"I definitely didn't want to miss your one and only prom, now did I?" he asked, and after another huge round of photos everyone was climbing in the limo.
There were about 10 of them that came along with the young couple. Melissa never let go of Nick's hand for a second, cherishing this "normal" moment that she was getting with him.
The rest of the night was a dream come true for everyone, there were some girls that freaked out as they had seen the teen heartthrob, but soon everyone had gotten used to the fact that she was with him. —— {June 3rd, 2013 Wyckoff, NJ Graduation Nick-20|Mel-18}
It was the night everyone had been waiting for, the night their young "honorary" Jonas was finally graduating high school.
Melissa was so excited to get it all over with. She wanted to finally be able to put it in the past. Dani again was helping her get ready, but this time was straightening her hair instead of curling it.
"So, are you nervous?" Dani asked, as she moved the light brown hair through the straightener.
"A little bit, I'm more nervous for Nick and the boys to be able to find a safe spot for them to watch." Melissa explained, playing with the edge of the floral dress she was gonna wear under the gown.
"I know, I almost feel like we should just put them in disguises." Dani joked, shaking her head at the kind of disguise Joe would probably put himself in.
"I know Denise called the venue to see if they can put them in the section right next to the stage that way they can be blocked off." Melissa sighed, hating the fact that her boyfriend and his brothers couldn't enjoy the graduation ceremony like normal.
An hour or two later, it was time for everyone to once again come to Kevin and Dani's house before they all headed to dinner.
Melissa stood outside waiting for Nick and Joe to pull up, as Nick's car was in sight, she smiled big. As the couple had been apart all day. She missed him like crazy.
"Wow, you just keep amazing me with how beautiful you are, angel." Nick grinned as he locked the car. "how are you baby?" he asked, wrapping an arm around her waist and kissed her lightly.
"Nervous, but what's new? I'm always nervous." she shrugged, she had definitely been having anxiety issues and her depression had been sparking up a lot more lately.
"You will be fine baby. I promise." he said, as Denise spoke up, "who's going in who's car?"
Soon enough everyone had gotten to restaurant, and had all ordered their food. Denise and Kevin Sr. smiled at one other, then at Cindy. "So I think it's time for presents?"
Melissa blushed and looked down at her shaking hands, "you guys didn't have to..." she said softly.
Nick reached in his back pocket, pulling out a card and a small box. "Oh yes we did, angel." he kissed her cheek as she went around the table, opening the presents.
She had gotten a wide array of things and a small amount of money. "Here's mine baby." Nick handed his gift to her, his eyes lighting up as he watched her.
Melissa slowly opened the card, reading it, and then handed the check back to him, "you make no sense baby..." she mumbled. She then opened the little box next, wondering what piece of jewelry he could've bought her next.
She let out a soft gasp as she seen the bracelet, "it's so pretty..." she mumbled, her eyes looking up at Nick.
"Only the prettiest jewelry for my leading lady." he grinned, helping her put it on as the food came.
"So, guys, we talked to her high school, they said that you could come to her all night party tonight if you'd like Nick." Cindy said, taking a bite of her food.
"Great! Cause we need someone to make sure this one doesn't fall asleep at midnight." he joked, poking his girlfriend's cheek lightly. —— The graduation ceremony was a long one, as she she graduated with 500 other seniors, half way through the ceremony though she had gotten a text from Nick saying; "I see you beautiful. I love you." the text of course made the girl blush like crazy and look around to try and find him. Once her eyes had landed on him, she grinned and blew him a kiss.
She of course was at the very end, and when she was called up to make her graduation "official", she was shaking from the nerves. After she sat back down in her seat, her phone of course vibrated again with another text from Nick; "proud of you. 💕" ———
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