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mildly-inconvenienced-bat · 1 year ago

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ATEEZ THE FELLOWSHIP: BREAK THE WALL IN LATAM - BRAZIL EDITION

Now that I have your attention, let me just tell you how utterly INSANE that concert was.

For a little more background, this Saturday (Aug. 26) Ateez came to Brazil for the first time and held their 1st stadium concert at Allianz Parque in São Paulo. According to a few articles, there were around 30k people, even though they weren't using the full capacity of the space (around 45k I guess). So far, this is the biggest public they have performed in front of. Also, the only other kpop group to perform there was BTS, so there's that.

I know some countries work differently, but in Brazil we don't have numbered chairs/spots in most of our concerts, so the first ones to get inside on the day of the concert are the ones with the best spot to watch it. That being said, there were people camping around the stadium 3 MONTHS before the concert even happened, just after the tickets were sold. Yes, we hate that kind of people.

But funny enough, when a VIP package was announced, 10 days before d-day (yeah, that's right, a soundcheck-early-entrace package announced only 10 days before the concert - and we hated that also), that meant that unless those people bought the VIP expansion, their camping would have been useless. Fun fact about the VIP expansion/upgrade: it ranged from 1,8k reais (+-370 USD) to 3k reais (+-615 USD) depending if you already had Pit (kinda front rows?) tickets or would need to upgrade - and our minimum wage is 1,7k/month (+-350 USD/month).

Now that I've covered that, let's move on to my personal experience, because that's what I really want to talk about (and no other social platform would really listen, so thank you tumblr for allowing me to talk to myself comfortably).

I live kinda near São Paulo, but the bus I had to take would only do the longer route, so that meant waking up early. Like, 1am early, to have breakfast, get dressed up and styled for the concert, and get to the bus station. I went with my sister and my best friend, we did our best to stick to our schedule, and we almost missed our bus - shout out to the other bus driver who took pity of us and helped us get to the right bus, you're the best and I hope that both sides of your pillow are aways cold.

We arrived in São Paulo at 6am, and took the subway to the stadium's district. We also had to walk 1,5km to get there, as most streets around it were closed and no uber would take us. So picture me, in 12cm platform boots, walking 1,5km. It was an experience, to say the least.

When we finally got to our sector's line, it was around 7:30 in the morning, and there we stayed until 4pm. Yep, almost 9 hours in line, with barely enough space to sit down for a few minutes before the line would move forward for no apparent reason. But, I also met new cool people, and got a few free pc and pins to keep as souvenirs!

I know it must sound like I'm complaining about the whole experience but I promise I'm not. Actually, it was my fist kpop concert, and also my first time on a floor spot, and everything felt so crazy and intense, I don't even know what I was expecting from it all.

We got inside at 4-something pm, and that was the first bathroom break we took since we left the subway (and about that, never doing that again). We managed a place not that far from the b-stage, fixed our things and ourselves, and waited.

If you ever watched an Ateez concert livestream, you know that sometimes they run a bit late, perfectly normal. But let me tell you it didn't take more than 10 minutes for them to start, and I'm pretty sure that if we were excited and nervous, they were 10 times more.

Unfortunately Jongho wasn't there, he's in Korea and will have to fix his ankle with surgery. We did our best to sing his lines even more energetically so that the boys would see that we understand the situation, and that we love Jongho just as much. 8 makes 1 team, after all.

There's not much to say about the concert, I guess everybody knows the setlist and the interactions they usually do with the crowd. But my honorable mentions go to:

The boys introducing themselves in Portuguese! Also them speaking Portuguese randomly during the concert~ it really felt special seeing them doing it

Their reactions to our cheerings! We are known for our passion, and honestly we are very much proud of being loud - they looked so happy whenever we'd match their energy

On the topic of cheering - the "break the wall" chant. Or even better, THE "break the wall" chant. Not to be cocky, but I challenge any other country to surpass us

Wonderland. I mean, do I even have to elaborate? We did our best to sing Jongho's highnote, it wasn't perfect but it was full of love

Last but not least, us making them blush HARD. we have this chant that goes "Lindo, tesão, bonito e gostosão", and you can translate it if you want, but roughly it means we called them beautiful and hot <3

I don't think I'll be posting my videos in here, but if you wanna fell the Brazilian vibe, you can check out my Instagram highlight "ATEEZ IN BRAZIL" on @/itsme_clarinha, or my Twitter (X?) under the same name where I'll post a thread with the full videos I didn't manage on Instagram ✨️

So that's it! I probably forgot a bunch of stuff, but what I remembered was what I wanted to mention the most;; and if you got this far, here's the video of the best brazilian fanchant ever lol

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gracexthoughts · 9 months ago

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of violent delights chap 7

happy birthday, mia

30 January 1996

Euphemia's POV

The Christmas break seemed to float by. Harry and I stayed at Hogwarts as always, the Weasleys and Hermione staying as well. My first two years at Hogwarts, I went back to the Dursleys' for Christmas, just to see Harry and make sure he was okay. Since Harry started though, we've had no reason to go back. Christmas with each other and our friends has always been far preferable. I'll never forget how excited Harry got his first Christmas morning at Hogwarts.

I love the castle during the holidays. It's decorated to the nines and is quiet and serene for two weeks. I spend most of my time running around the empty halls with the twins, a snowball fight with the Twins and I on one team and Harry, Ron and Hermione on another, and two weeks of no prefect rounds.

Since that night in the broom closet, Mattheo and I haven't spoken of what happened. I've never seen him be so gentle, especially not to me. The way he helped calm me down from panicking, and the way our hostile banter turned playful in the time we spent locked in the closet has plagued my mind in the two months since. I fully expected to arrive in class the next morning with the whole school knowing Euphemia Potter had a panic attack from being stuck in a broom closet with Mattheo Riddle (most girls' dream situation) but no one knew unless I told them. Mattheo hadn't told anyone what happened, or if he did he swore them to secrecy. I tried to thank him for it but I only received a grunt in return, reverting back to the same cold, angry and insufferably superior jerk I've always known him to be. Even so, I can't help but wonder what he was doing over break, why he was so nice to me that night, and why he hasn't tried to use my weakness against me.

Harry has been despondent since Christmas when his new Firebolt was confiscated to be checked for tampering. I hadn't even woken up yet when Harry had come rushing in, yelling thank you over and over again. He'd thought I had bought him the new broom but I hadn't. Well, I'd been planning on it but my plan was to let Harry pick out the broom he wanted rather than choose it myself. But some mystery benefactor had beaten me to it and McGonagall promptly confiscated it, worried about it being cursed or hexed and Hermione has taken the brunt of Harry's anger. Secretly, I'm grateful someone else thought it was strange besides me but i’m sorry Hermione is being shut out for it.

Since term has resumed, and prefect rounds and Quidditch practices along with it, Harry and I have been adding weekly anti- dementor lessons to our schedules. Four lessons in and Harry and I can both produce the shield version of the Patronus Charm. The corporeal form, however, has been a bigger challenge.

"Happy Birthday, Mia!" The door to my dorm is flung open as the Weasley Twins, Angelina, Alicia, Lee, and Harry all flood into my room. The best benefit of being a prefect? I have my own dorm room. Although, my friends have started to use it as their own personal common room so it's ultimately not that private anymore. I sit up, making a noise somewhere between a groan and a laugh as my friends and brother surround my bed. I squint at the clock on my nightstand and balk.

"I love you all so much but it's literally 8AM, I don't get to sleep in on my birthday? It's a Sunday!" I pretend to whine, falling back on my pillows. With Quidditch practice Mondays-Thursdays 4:30-6:30PM, prefect rounds Tuesdays and Thursdays 9-11PM, and extra lessons with Lupin on Wednesdays at 8PM I have barely any time to do my schoolwork, let alone anything else.

"No, because it's not fair for you to shorten the time we get to celebrate you by sleeping," Angelina says, crossing her arms and sitting on the bed next to me.

"You can't sing at breakfast," I say, sitting up with my eyes wide and looking at the Twins. Fred and George love parties, celebrations and taking the mickey out of people they love. When they found out I'd never celebrated a birthday before coming to Hogwarts, they made it their personal mission to make every birthday since absolutely insane.

"We won't," Fred says, a mischievous gleam in his eyes behind his smile.

"I couldn't believe you less," I laugh.

"Oh we're singing! No opting out, Potter!" Lee says, wiggling his eyebrows like a madman.

"C'mon, Mia don't be a spoil sport!" George says, leaning against one of the posts of my bed frame.

"Oi! I am many things but a party pooper is not one," I laugh, "I need you all the leave if you expect me to get dressed though."

"Boo," Fred laughs, heading towards the door with George and Lee. Harry holds back for a moment and leans over the edge of my bed to give me a hug.

"Happy birthday, Mia," he says with a small smile.

"Thanks, Haz," I return his smile, reaching up to ruffle his already unruly hair. He chuckles and shoves my hand away and turns to leave with the rest of the boys, leaving me with Angelina and Alicia.

"Sooo, what do you think Freddie got you for your birthday?" Angelina asks, lay back on my bed.

"The twins better not have gotten me anything. I don't want any presents," I say, pushing off the blankets and tossing them over Angie.

"Not the twins! Fred," Alicia says, sitting on the back of the love seat in front of the fireplace. I furrow my eyebrows as I cross the room to my dresser and begin pulling clothes out for the day.

"Why just Fred?"

"C'mon, Mia. You are not dense," Angie says, rolling onto her stomach and propping herself up on her elbows.

"About what, Ang?" I turn, raising my eyebrows, playing dumb because I know exactly where they are going with this.

"Freddie liiiikes you!" She responds in a sing-song voice, causing me to roll my eyes and throw a sweatshirt at her from across the room.

"Please!" I groan.

"Why are you upset? Fred's cute," Alicia says. Angelina and I raise our eyebrows at our friend, who is very openly lesbian. "That's not a personal opinion! It's just a fact. Fred and George could have any girl in this school they wanted and yet, dear Freddie has been single for more than a year. He likes you, Mia. It's plain as day."

"I look like I could be his sister. Remember first year when half the school thought we were triplets?" I say, pulling a sweater over my head. The Weasley family all have bright and fiery red hair while my hair is a darker red, a weird mix of the dark brown of my father's hair and the bright red my mother had. Never stopped people from asking if we were related though. "I don't like Fred like that."

"You're dumb for that, Phe. Sorry," Angie laughs.

"You date him then if you think he's so great!" I laugh.

"No thanks. I've got dibs on George though," she responds, winking at me. Alicia and I exchange a shocked look before we burst out into laughter.

"You know, Ang, I think that will work out very well for you," I tease. Angelina bolts up to her knees, still on my bed.

"What do you know?"

"A secret!" I wink and duck as Ang throws a pillow at me.

"The three of you and your secrets, I swear!"

"Okay so who do you like? There's gotta be somebody," Alicia pries, and I sigh.

"There's no one. When would I find the time?"

Angelina gasps, jumping up from the bed and rushing over to me, grabbing me by the shoulder. "Don't tell me it's Riddle!"

"ANG!" I groan, pulling out of her grip, moving into the ensuite bathroom but leaving the door open.

"Oh my god, imagine?" Alicia starts cackling on the couch, falling off the back and landing on the cushions on the other side, her feet dangling over the back of the love seat.

"It's like Romeo and Juliette! By that muggle writer you like so much!"

"Romeo and Juliet both die in the end," I call from the bathroom. "I don't really think they are meant to role models."

"Still, he's so hot. And experienced. From what I hear he's amazing in be-"

"Ah! No! Please stop, it's already hard enough to do rounds with him without thinking about his bedroom habits!" I interrupt Angelina, waving my hands begging her to stop. "Let's go get breakfast and you can continue your tirade of embarrassment once I have coffee in my system, deal?"

My day is spent being dragged around by my friends. They take me to Hogsmeade, singing happy birthday again when Rosemerta brings me a cupcake with a small candle stuck in the top and telling every shopkeeper it's my birthday. I think I spend most of the day blushing and trying to hide. When we finally make it back to the castle, I head into my room to put away some stuff I bought in Hogsmeade.

Just as I'm about to leave to rejoin my friends, something catches my eye on my mantle. It's a yellowing piece of parchment paper folded into a square with my name on it written in handwriting I don't recognize. I reach for it and turn it over revealing a dark red wax seal. I study the crest pressed into the dark red wax, feeling like I recognize it but not being able to-- My knees fold below me and I sink to the floor at the realization. I did research on our family history my first year at Hogwarts and this crest was everywhere I looked. The Potter Family crest.

My hands shake as I tear open the letter.

22 October 1981

My darling Mia,

Happy 18th birthday, my beautiful, wonderful daughter. If you're reading this letter, then I am very glad I decided to write this. While I hope your mother and I come out of this war relatively unscathed, I feel it would be irresponsible if I did not put some things in writing for a worst case scenario. So, I have enchanted this letter to appear to you on your birthday on the off chance I am not there to give you a present in person.

As I'm sure you know, my father inherited a fortune, which through his career he grew significantly, and a manor house. A house in which he and my mother raised me, and I spent my life in. My parents, never failing in their generosity, made our home a haven for others, and a place of warmth and joy, not only for our family by blood, but our family through choice as well. It has a proper name I never could be bothered to remember but everyone just called it the Potter Manor anyway. If you are reading this it means I am gone and the house is now yours. You'll find directions to it in this letter as it was hidden by enchantments before we left to go into hiding. What you do with the house and the money, I leave entirely to you and your brother's choosing. I know first hand how quickly the world changes and I believe the age of manor houses and ballrooms, and lavish parties of my parents' life is not in keeping with the world you shall be a young woman.

I also want you to know how loved you are. We may not have expected you but we have never regretted your existence. You and your brother have been the shining star that has guided your mother and me through the dark years that have followed us since leaving Hogwarts. I know you will do incredible things in your life, my darling. Watching you grow these last few years has been the most wonderful experience of my life and being your father is the greatest privilege. Your mother and I love you and Harry more than anything in this world.

I know if you are reading these words, then the worst has happened and I am very sorry I never got to watch you grow into the beautiful young woman I know you will be. Luckily, you have been surrounded by loving friends and family since your birth and I know you and your brother will be well taken care of by your godfathers. Remus and Sirius are my brothers, as well as Peter, and they are some of the only people your mother and I would entrust our children to. Do me a favor? Tell them I love them for me.

Now, I hear your mother calling me for dinner and I must go have a wonderful meal cooked by the woman of my dreams, joined by the two most beautiful and wonderful children to ever exist. What a lucky man I am.

With all my love,

Dad

I can't help as tears fall down my face as I read my fathers words, words he hoped would never reach me, words he might have shown me himself, to which we would laugh at our good fortune and celebrate the 18 years we spent together as a family. I blink back tears and read through the letter again, soaking up the only piece of my father I have.

As I reread his mention of godfathers, a tightness grows in my chest. Sirius, I know, is Harry's godfather but Remus? I sit there, my knees pulled to my chest, for a moment before the realization hits me.

The letter in my hand, I run out of my room and into the halls, furiously walking to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, red clouding my vision as the truth of my life comes more clearly into focus. As I enter the darkened classroom, I see light spilling out from the office door at the back. I throw the door open to see Remus Lupin standing at a record player in the back, music playing softly from the speakers.

"Mia! Are you alright?" He asks, his eyes scanning my face with concern.

"Are you my godfather?" I blurt out, unable to control the anger coursing through my veins. Lupin pails and he nearly drops the record in his hands.

"W-Where did you hear that?" He asks, setting the record down and walking around his desk to face me. I hold out the letter, slightly crumpled from my rush through the halls. Lupin's hands shake as he takes the paper, his face growing somber as he reads the words my father wrote days before his death. The office is silent for a long moment, the only sound is the record player in the corner spinning still even after the music has come to an end. After a long moment, I break the silence again.

"So? Is it true?" Lupin looks up at me, tears shining unshed in his eyes, and nods slowly.

"Yes..." I close my eyes, willing myself not to cry as he hands me back the letter. I wait for him to continue but he doesn't. So I do.

"What, no excuses? No explanation as the where the fuck you've been the last fifteen years? Sirius Black being Harry's godfather is bad enough but you? You seem quite capable. I mean you're alive, seemingly sane and decent and yet I had no idea you existed until 5 months ago. Clearly my father was under the impression you'd have been a good guardian to his children and yet, what? You said no? Disappeared until I was old enough not to be a burden on you? Ran away and left the children of a man who called you brother to the care of their muggle aunt and uncle who made their lives a living hell? I assume you knew the state of my mother's relationship with her sister since you were good enough friends to be her child's godfather!" I rant, barely recognizing my own voice as it's clouded through grief and tears and barely contained anger.

"Mia-" He takes a step towards me, his hand outstretched and shaking but I step back, shaking my head as tears flow freely down my cheeks now.

"How could you have left us there? Without even as much as a letter? A visit? Not even a single sign that we were not entirely alone in the world? Do you have any idea what they were like? Any idea what we lived with for 15 years? How they lied to us about who we were ,who our parents were and how they died, how they locked us in the cupboard under the stairs when we used magic before we even knew magic was real!" I'm yelling now, rage over taking any sense of decency or respect for the man standing in front of me, looking guiltier than a man on trial for murder. All the rage I've stuffed down over the years about the circumstances of my life bubbles up as I realize what Harry and I could have been spared. I rage and I rage and I don't care if it wounds this man. "You know, all this time I've been wrong about you. All year, I've thought that you were good and kind, that you were giving Harry and I lessons out of empathy when really all along it's just been guilt! You claim to have cared about our parents and yet you abandoned the children they sacrificed their lives for... You... You're just as much of a coward as Sirius Black." I say before turning on my heel to leave.

"Mia! I-I tried. I promise you, I tried to take you but... I was told I wasn't fit," Lupin says, his voice breaks on the last word. I close my eyes, for a moment, frozen in my tracks as I stand under the doorframe.

"Then you didn't try hard enough," I say quietly before slamming the door behind me and running out of the classroom.

A/N: I’m sorry Remus, I love you I promise. Also i’m sorry it’s another all Mia chapter but Mattheo’s is next, i promise.

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eisa-core · 2 years ago

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Episode 3 - Your smile is the most brilliant thing in the world

So busy hanging out in the forest!

SEVENTEEN is born for the forest life

The first night had passed quietly, indeed Daisy could not quite remember the time she went to sleep. 4 o'clock? No, at 4 o'clock she was still singing Seventeen songs at karaoke together with Mingyu and Coups. Maybe an hour later, she remembered that she was dead tired and maybe she was already daydreaming when, on her way to her room, she saw Jeonghan soaked to the torso, with his tracksuit in his hand. Yes it must have been a dream.

9:30 am

«Good morning little flower» - Daisy walked into the kitchen with her hair still wet from the shower she took a few minutes earlier . «Good morning to you Junhui, have you eaten?» - She asked him seeing some dishes on the table. «No, not yet. Would you like to join me? I'll make some ramen with coconut curry» - «Ramen with coconut?» - She raised an eyebrow in confusion. «Yes! believe me, we eat it a lot in China, it's very good!». Daisy felt her stomach rumbling so without much thought she confirmed Jun's choice.

«Good morning, are you cooking?» - Dino and Seungkwan entered 10 minutes later, while Jun was already ready to serve his breakfast. «Chan-ie, are you okay? I see you're shaken...?» - Daisy giggled seeing Dino's condition.

The night before there were those who had drunk a little too much, and among them, there was the maknae. «Come on now - sit down and eat with us, there's enough for everyone!» - «No it's OK, I can cook canned ramen» - Chan replied rubbing his eyes. «Canned ramen? We're on holiday, they brought us lots of delicious food and you want the simple ramen we also have at the Hybe canteen?» - Seungkwan replied having a ready answer to everything. «Okay Okay, I'll sit down. Thank you for the food.».

«Okay who does the dishes now?» - Seungkwan came out the question once he had sent down the last mouthful. «I cooked, I deserve the exemption» - «You're right, you can go» Seungkwan told Junhui giving him a round of applause for the excellent dish he cooked. «Okay then let's play Cham-Cham-Cham, the loser will wash the dishes» - Dino proposed and one could see the fear in Daisy's eyes, she always lost when it's the turn of such a game. It was strange not having a schedule and timetable to follow. She had to get used to even the simple fact that she didn't skip the first meal of the day, which was usually the case.

«Cham-Cham-Cham! You lost!!!» - After five rounds it was finally someone's turn to do penance, and that someone was Seungkwan himself. «Come on Kwanie, better luck next time!» - Dino taunted him laughing as Seungkwan hurriedly got up taking the dishes in hand heading towards the sink. «Daisy what are you doing now? I'm waiting for Mingyu to go to the gym» - She took a sip of water and thought about it for a moment.

It was strange not having a schedule and timetable to follow. She had to get used to even the simple fact that she didn't skip the first meal of the day, which was usually the case. «Hmm I don't know? Where's Minghao?» - «Minghao? I saw him drinking tea with Jeonghan and DK, but I didn't understand where.» - And the moment these three members came out of nowhere. «Speak of the devil» - Chan added seeing the three already wide awake, and Minghao refrained from giving Daisy a good morning kiss, knowing that the cameras were everywhere they went. «I was looking for you» - Daisy greeted him however with a hug she didn't want to break away from. That's what else seemed strange to her, being with Minghao for reasons outside of work. «Oh yeah? I wanted to fly a kite, shall we do it together?» - Daisy couldn't hide her smile and happily agreed.

10:15 am

«Hao! You have to run!» - Seokmin, Joshua, Mingyu and Daisy watched Minghao having difficulty flying the kite. He ran left and right but the kite stayed down. «There's no wind!» - complained the latter «I give up it won't go» - He continued letting the kite touch the grass, a pout painting his face. «Okay Minghao, that was good, I'm going on the ATV, want to join?» - Mingyu put his helmet on, trying to make Minghao smile from his misfortune. «Nono, go with someone else» - He lay down on the ground with the kite strings twisted all over the place, and Mingyu too excited to ride the ATV, waved him off soon after.

Daisy, on the other hand, didn't want to leave her boyfriend alone, so she lay down with him, looking up at the sunny blue sky. «There's no wind for playing with a kite but at least there's a nice sun, look how bright it shines!» - Daisy wanted to make him smile somehow, stretching one hand towards the sky while with the other she covered her eyes so as not to blind herself . «I know. But...» - «But?» - «Your smile is the most brilliant thing in the world.»

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-> masterlist.

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random-mailbox · 2 years ago

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Random-Mailbox's Favorite Sailor Moon Fics - Week 38 - What If

This week’s stories are all around “what if” theme as suggested by @areptiledysfunction1107. Even though technically all fanfictions can be classified as that, these take an extra step making that part of their plot. Also, don't forget about @usamamoweek2023!

As always, my apologies in advance for spoiling some of these for you (Fic Titles are linked to either FFN or AO3 entries).

What if - @idesofnovember

I could not have had a “What If” list without this story. Usagi canonically always wants Mamoru (and everyone else around her) to have a chance at making their own choices and not be bound by destiny. One day she bring it up with Setsuna, who makes her learn her lesson the hard way that the timeline should not be messed with.

Fantasy - Lois Fogg

This one was recommended to me by Beej88 and is a fun AU that has magic, parallel worlds and constant questioning of what would happen with every decision. One thing to note, this story was almost sold to a publisher with changed names, so you may notice a few stray “May”s for “Minako” here and that's the reason why. Totally worth checking out though!

Space Bar - Beej88, @smokingbomber

In this short story, mostly told from Joey (Jadeite)’s perspective, readers get to see the dynamics get tested for Shittenou to come back into the fold of the guard. I love the fact that we get Kunzoi and Kunzite x Venus possibilities all in one story.

[side note: make sure you are logged into your AO3 account to access this story, it has been locked down with all the scraping and reposting on other platforms without writer consent]

The Chances We Don't Take - @floraone

The entire one-shot is Mamoru thinking about things he should have done differently when it came to his and Usagi's relationship and past interactions. All the points where if had said something or done something, where it could have led.

To Save a Light - @queenrisa14

Little Mamoru had basically given up. He knows that he is all alone and that there is no one waiting for him to get better and out of the hospital. Except that one special nurse explains that every person has a light inside of them, and that letting it shine brightly will help him find a new family and someone very special, whose light will make his shine even brighter.

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That's it for this week and the month of May! Here is the schedule for upcoming posts for June:

June 5 - Missing Scenes

June 12 - Green Jacket

June 19 - Dr Chiba

June 26 - Birthdays

Here are the links to the previous Tumblr posts in these series to explore more amazing works based on different themes - make sure to check them out if you haven't had a chance! (Click on title name to go to the post) - I will keep updating the list every week as new posts come up:

Week 1 - Groundhog Day

Week 2 - Established Relationships

Week 3 - Sex Positivity

Week 4 - Unfinished Stories

Week 5 - Darker Stories

Week 6 - Potions 🧪

Week 7 - Reveals

Week 8 - 👻Halloween🎃

Week 9 - Wrong Perceptions

Week 10 - Non-Senshi AU

Week 11 - In-Progress Fics

Week 12 - Mutual Pining

Week 13 - Enemies to Lovers

Week 14 - Slow Burn

Week 15 - Christmas Part 1 - Ugly Christmas Sweaters and Santa!

Week 16 - Christmas Part 2

Week 17 - New Years

Week 18 - High School AU

Week 19 - Slice of Life

Week 20 - Coffee shop AU

Week 21 - Huddle for Warmth

Week 22 - Friends to Lovers

Week 23 - ❤️Valentines Day❤️

Week 24 - Do a Grouch a Favour Day (or Cheer Up Fics)

Week 25 - Soulmate AU

Week 26 - Amnesia Fics (and resources)

Week 27 - 🍀St Patrick's Day🍀

Week 28 - Fix it Fics

Week 29 - Prompt: Mug

Week 30 - Flowers

Week 31 - Traditions

Week 32 - Dreams

Week 33 - Friends

Week 34 - Body-Swap

Week 35 - Medical Assistance

Week 36 - Sex Pollen

Week 37 - Psychometry

#sailor moon #usagi x mamoru #fic rec #fic list #sailor moon fanfiction #what if

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tastefulcandiedroses · 5 months ago

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TW: ED, @nor3xia

Block don't report!

I don't support or promote ED's!

!I support and encourage recovery!

Question!

This is @na specific FYI.

I find a lot of people with @na say that they save money because they eat less and don't need to spend so much in groceries n what not.

Has anyone else had the opposite happen? Because I have.

What I mean is,

I spend so much more on the things I use to keep me from eating vs what I probably would if I was ED free and just bought groceries.

Examples:

- Vaping: which I started to give me something to keep my mouth busy and that's 30-40$ a week.

- Energy drinks: appetite suppression and fullness reason. Say I only buy 4 one week, that's 10-14$ a week. And some weeks I buy 6! That's 15-21$!

- diet soda: I prefer individual bottles over cans because I think cans taste different and I also don't like buying the big bottles because they tend to go flat faster than I can finish them. Say I only buy 2 1 serving bottles, that's 5$. Other weeks I'll buy 4, that's 10$.

- SF sweetener: 6$ a box that lasts 1.5-2 weeks (not bad).

- SF juice: 5$ roughly a bottle.

- gum: originally I bought packs at the store which would last a week. That's roughly 5$ a week. (Now I buy it in bulk packs on Amazon for 9$ and that lasts me 2-3 weeks so not bad)

- Tea: I like variety bc I love tea and get sick of the same 3-4 flavors so I try to buy a new box or 2 every other week. 9$.

Low end: 59-64$ weekly

High end: 78-82$ weekly

That's WITHOUT the low cal food I buy for when I do put nutrition in my body.

Which includes:

- Protein shakes: 30$ every two week/ 30$ a month (depends on what my food schedule is like that month)

- almond milk: 4$ every week.

- SF ice pops: 8$ every other week or so (consumption varies)

- SF ketchup: 6$ every two weeks.

- eggs: I only eat the whites so it's a waste but I hate box egg whites bc they taste weird to me and I would rather just use one egg white from a cracked egg and know it's one egg white versus weighing it out or measuring it out using other dishes on top of what I'm already using to know how much I'm pouring. 4.5$ a week (I'm not the only one that eats them so they go through fast).

- lettuce bunch: 3$ weekly

- baby greens tub: 5$ every other week or 5$ every week (purchase and consumption varies).

- low cal bread: 6-14$ every other week on average (consumption and brand/ type varies)

- Tofu block: 5$ a week/ 2 weeks

- frozen veggies: 4.5$ a week/ 2 weeks. Sometimes, 9$ a week for variety.

- SO ON SO FORTH!!!! (Bc I have no reason to give my full grocery list for the sake of my post)

Adding all this up is:

low end: (59-64$) +35.75$~ = 94.75-99.75$ weekly

High end: (78-82$) +60$~ = 138-143$ weekly

And all of that is higher with the rest of my list, but you get the gist.

I've done regular grocery shops in the past and have a habit of keeping receipts so I looked back on those and on average my maximum grocery trip was 80$ a week. And that's still w/ my vegetarian diet. Because I could buy more stuff in bulk or it's just generally cheaper bc it's not facing the current "healthier/ specialty = pricier". If that makes sense?

Summed up:

For the people who spend less because of their ED, congrats.

But this mf is an expensive ass bitch for me 😂💀

Guess my @na is a gold-digging hoe😭 /J

#tw ana rant #ana male #ana rexx #tw ed diet #ed behaviour tw #tw ed descussion #tw 3d vent #tw disordered eating #tw ana bløg #@n@ diary #@na vent #@na shit #@nor3x14 #@nor3xia #@norexi@

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kaija-rayne-author · 1 year ago

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I finished Baldur's Gate 3 and immediately started another playthrough. Modded this time.

My polyam mod is definitely working and I'm apparently incapable of disappointing Karlach. So I guess I have a 5 way vs a 4. I was gonna Romance just the chaotic and evil leaning characters this go round.

Why do I have a feeling she's gonna end up hating this durge character of mine cause they're non-resistant? So, uh, probably gonna get my heart broken.

I've also been lovingly blessed with the flu because some selfish assholes seem to think giving immunocompromised people viruses is a great gift. /s (There are millions of immunocompromised people since covid, and even depression or anxiety makes you immunocompromised. I'm not a rare bird in that sense. If you're old or pregnant you're also immunocompromised. Surprise!)

I've been morbidly sick for 9 days and while it's slowly easing off, it's average that it takes me 6 weeks to fully kick influenza.

And our vaccinations were scheduled for this week. Because only older folks could get them before then.

I've watched Vox Machina during the days I could basically just stare at something, and gods, I really love it. Looking forward to the next season.

Hollyweird is finally figuring out D&D! It only took them, what, 30 plus years and gods know how many awful attempts at shows and movies?

Anyone know of anything else like it? I've seen the d&d movie, uh, 3x, and loved that too. (Yes, I'm aware of what critical role is, I have absolutely zero interest in watching them. Books, games, movies/shows, those I can enjoy, but watching someone else I don't know play a game I could be playing doesn't work for me.)

Anyway, sorry for the radio silence. I was sewing like a fiend for eldest's costume for Halloween. Partner has had both a major back surgery and a major mouth surgery just before getting sick. Then the kids and I got sick. The coughing is totally doing a great thing for partner's staples.

Yes, we asked the doc for tamiflu. No she didn't give it to us. And her secretary was a snarky ass about it. As if I ask for very much from them at all. Not impressed tbh. If I ask for something from my doc it's because I've researched it and feel it's actually necessary. I was pre-med ffs, and have medical adjacent degrees. I'm far from the regular person when it comes to things like that.

Uuuugh. Why can't people do others the simple gods damned courtesy of masking?

During the year most everyone was masking, everyone was healthier. Flu numbers were lower than they ever had been, cold viruses were low too. Why the fuck would anyone want to not mask after that example?

I'm historically sensitive to influenza for some reason. It takes me down hard and keeps me down for weeks. But even I didn't get the flu that year.

Why is knowingly getting others ill with your germs even remotely socially acceptable? Why?

Oh, right, 'muh feelings'. I have a panic attack every time I mask, and I still mask religiously every time I leave the house. I'm still always freaking sick because of other people's selfishness.

As a historian, I'll just say that this period of history will be judged incredibly harshly.

#bg3 #bg3 spoilers #about kai #kai's rambles #kai's thoughts #flu #d&d

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travmar · 4 months ago

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Journey to the South East or Conquest of the Skies

I say farewell to Latvia for 5 months by watching the premiere of the movie Flow (latv. Straume) and then end the night in tears — I hug my twin brother goodbye. It's the first time we separate for such a long time, as previously we left each other's side only for 2 weeks max. He has to work the next day, so he won't be part of the group that accompanies me to the airport.

It's also my first flight on my own, so I'm quite anxious of what's to come.

As my flight is scheduled at 7am, I have to wake up at 4:30, so I can catch a bus. My parents help me with my suitcase, and hug me goodbye after I check-in for my flight. I leave them behind as I go through security.

The flight to Vienna is uneventful and, if I had to be honest, quite boring. Well, what can someone expect from AirBaltic.

Vienna airport greets me with crowds of people and a long wait for my next flight, that will take me all the way to Beijing. As I've arrived at 8:30 am, I have to wait three hours before I can go through check in again. So I do what's best to do in this situation — go to grab a meal at a fast food chain (Burger King).

The wait is agonising as I don't want to use my mobile data to watch YouTube videos or play Genshin and the airport WiFi is only passable for scrolling the Web. I entertain myself by reading and rereading Latvian news, as well playing 2048. I also explored the 3rd Terminal a bit, which is almost as big (or even bigger) as the whole Riga Airport.

My adventure continues with a small bump — as I check-in for my flight, I'm told that those travelling to Taipei need to have a return ticket, which I do not have. The reason why? Honestly, I don't really know. I didn't get all of it, since my German language skills aren't that advanced, so there might be some convoluted explanation. But in the endmy ticket was changed from 'Rejected' to 'Approved' and I could move on. Maybe having an 180 day visa helped somehow, or the check-in ladies, whom I'm infinitely thankful to, were nice.

The boarding to the Vienna-Beijing flight (AirChina) is fast, and I'm in my seat in about 10 minutes. I also find a pillow and a blanket on my seat. As the pillow finds itself supporting my back, cabin crew warns us about possible turbulence and goes over the safety instructions. I was expecting to be sitting next to someone, but the middle seat remains empty, which gives me and the aisle seat guy a little more legroom. I settle in for a 9 hour flight. A window to my left and a screen in front of me, I have 2 ways to entertain myself — either look at ground below and admire the clouds, or watch a movie. I chose the latter.

My first choice was a 3 hour (2 hours 48 minutes) animated movie called Chang An, a story about Li Bai and Gao Shi (Tang dynasty poets). I'm occasionally interrupted by crew announcements and warnings, so the movie stops from time to time. Dinner (if you can call it dinner at ~14:30-15:00) arrives and I can choose between beef and potatoes and chicken and rice. Chicken sounded quite appealing, so that's what I got. It's a tasty meal, but I couldn't eat all of the chicken as I wasn't the biggest fan of it's texture. It was also quite salty.

The turbulence does exist, but it's not as bad as I thought. While it does get a bit shakey, it's barely noticeable for someone (me) who lived near a railway all her life. The rougher patches reminded me of 2015, when we were traveling to Saint-Petersburg by train. I could have just gotten lucky.

Being who I am, while scrolling through the selection of movies, I managed to find all three parts of "Lord of The Rings". Did I watch them already? Multiple times at that? Maybe, but a good movie is a good movie. Also, I wanted to practice reading Chinese characters and considering I already know the contents of the films, it gives me an opportunity to focus on reading. I was pleased to find out that I understand at least half of the characters and can even understand most of the sentences (English voice-over does help a bit). Most of the plane is dark at this point as the lights get dimmed and window covers get lowered and most of the passengers are trying to catch some sleep, but I, unable to sleep in a loud and unfamiliar place, dive into the world of Middle Earth yet again.

As my second meal I chose noodles and pork. I don't know why they decided to drown everything, aside from desert and bread, in salt, but I can't say I'm a fan of it.

As I landed, I've tried contacting my parents and brother to notify them that I've successfully landed in Beijing, as I've done so in Vienna, I was quickly disappointed — any message I've tried to send would just get stuck loading. So I did the next best thing and sent 2 short SMS to tell them I'm fine.

Transfer to Taipei is fast, yet a bit confusing. The security check workers just silently gestured what they wanted you to do, and you just had to know. It was quite effective, as there was no room for small talk.

At 4:30 am the airport is basically empty aside from a few people sleeping on chairs here and there. The activities started closer to 7 am, but my gate was so far away, that I could enjoy a few hours of peace and relative quiet.

As the Beijing-Taipei flight is so short (and I'm in economy), there wasn't a screen to entertain myself. Sleep just wouldn't come, so I tried napping, then waiting refreshments to come.

I wasn't really expecting to be served breakfast (I'm traumatised by AirBaltic), but I was. I'm not afraid to admit to the fact that I'm a very picky eater, but "New country, New me", I guess. So I tried the rice porridge they were offering. I've heard so many good things about thisbdish, that it would be a shame not to try. I didn't enjoy it at all. But the side dishes of yoghurt (?), bread with butter and melon did help me improve my mood.

Arrival at Taipei is a bit confusing. There are so many signs, people rushing around etc. After some time of filling out the arrival card and waiting in line, I'm approved to enter and stay in Taiwan.

And my first stop in The Republic of China is... a McDonald's in the airport's food court. Even as other restaurants offering Chinese food temp me, I'm dead set on getting a burger with chicken. Honestly, I just wanted something familiar, with no additional surprises.

I spent around an hour there and then made my way to the Arrivals Hall to find my hotel bus. I did find, quite quickly at that. I also found out that's it's HOT outside. My trusty phone notified me that it was 34°c outside (with a small comment underneath saying 'feels like 48°c'). Sure, I can imagine how hot 34°c is, since Latvia is not gloomy and gray all year round, but 48°c (even 'feels like') is something else. So I've returned to the airport, where air-conditioning was.

I managed to check in to the hotel earlier than what Booking.com said, without any additional charges. I can now finally sleep in a proper bed.

#taipei #travel #diary #making fun of myself #my weird obsession with fast food restaurants #hating on airbaltic #airplane

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nathank77 · 6 months ago

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6/19/24

8:50 a.m Edited/Added to

So of course last night was the first time I forgot to write down my closed eyes time, why? My timer went off for Mouthwash I was super tired and I was fighting my eyes and I was like yea right you won't fall asleep, you'll need to pee. I was like I'll close my eyes and in 5 or 10 minutes use Mouthwash. I believe my timer went off at 10:59 but Idk. I was out like a light. Dead to the world. I woke up at like 5:30 a.m. I tried to sleep until like 6:15 a.m and I couldn't fall back to sleep. I didn't want to use drugs bc I don't want to wake up at like 12 p.m or even 10 a.m. I want to wake up everyday at like 8 a.m the latest... In order to keep a strict circadian rhythm and fight circadian rhythm disorder you need to be strict about your sleep/wake cycle.

I probably got like 6 hours and 15 minutes of sleep. Still not a single 7 hour night but I'm getting closer. I think my circadian rhythm is adjusting.

Unfortunately tonight I need to go back to a half mg. Or at least try.. I'm going to take my half mg at 9:30... so I can take the other half by like 11 p.m or something after 1 hour of closing my eyes and presumably failing. We will see what happens. If I have to take the second half... at that point it'll be day 3 and by day 4 my tolerance will forever be raised.. so tomorrow I'll just take the full mg and accept it.

Today I started laundry. All my attic clothes from my old dresser will be complete and put in a bin. Stupidly bc I'm a hoarder i tried to go through it but can't make my mind up for various reasons.. so I decided to wash it all and decide later. Some of the basketball shorts are brand name but very small... I mean I have good reasons for being like idk. I'm also going to put tide cold wash directly on the arm pit stains and see if it comes off my second load... I mean some of the pit stains got removed from a general wash in it.. so maybe I can save all my nice shirts. I'm keeping them regardless bc I know I can try different things to lift the hard surface stains over time.

I emailed the board and asked if i could provide more documentation like my night at the psych ward and my primary care for documentation of my insomnia.

I put my graduation stuff in that corner. It isn't perfect but it looks better. I might move more posters around today.

I got to go grocery shopping and return my gloves. I'm also going to pick up my testosterone today. I'm going to do all of this before my t-shot at 3:45 p.m so I can come home and shower.

My sister has a tripod I'm waiting on so I can get my car photo shoot pictures. I might make some phone calls before I go to the grocery store.

I'm getting shit done. I really hope I don't have to raise my tolerance but we will see.

Also I detailed pooping problems on my sleep tracker. I started 2000mg of white mulberries 4 days before I had some problems and l salivarius 3 days before. It could be l salivarius. It could be a change in the way I eat which I'm fixing. Idk but we will first start changing my eating order and see if it fixes it, if it doesn't, then we will take out l salivarius if that doesn't work I'll take my white mulberries to 1500 again... and see if that works. Then try l salivarius again.

I have a feeling it's my sleep schedule with the eating habits being changed but we will see. As I had 4 days of the white mulberries and 3 days of l salivarius that everything was normal and then I didnt sleep...

My hallucination is making me want to die. It's whatever this is my quality of life.

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ask-danger-waders · 8 months ago

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I realize no one looking at this knows when the three are available, so I am going to be writing down a schedule for them, so if you are looking for them on base, you know where to look, and I will also include radio frequencies to reach all of them at!

At 6:00 sharp, everyone on base wakes up, and gets ready for the day. Ivan goes to see if things are set up in the vehicle bay and check to see what is being sent in. Kurt is taking a morning shower and Charlie is making getting some games in before getting to the vehicle bay!

At 7, people go to get breakfast, people sometimes don't eat, and they have their own reasons. Ivan eats because nutrition is important, and Kurt eats because according to everyone, he is big and need to! Charlie is just talking with Ivan, he won't eat breakfast, says it doesn't taste good!

People get a bit of free time now to start their day, Ivan likes to spend it in the armory trying to learn things in there, Charlie is in the Vehicle Bay getting an early start on his work, and Kurt gets in a early morning workout!

9am hits and everyone is on work! Ivan and Charlie work the vehicle bay and Kurt often ambles about the ship during the day, this goes until 6pm, with a, hour break you can take between 12-3 for 1 hour for lunch. Kurt is there for lunch from 12-2 since he doesn't have a on ship, Ivan is there from 1-2 and Charlie is found at it's emptiest from 3-4. Again Charlie will not be earing, and will instead be messing with some cards, optimal time to talk to him because he will talk about people on base! From 4-5 pm Kurt will be unreachable due to him being a high rank he attends daily meetings, which he calls 'bullshit'

After 6 pm people are free to do as they please! At 6:30 on a Saturday, Ivan and Charlie leave out to the a near by forest planet and are there from 7-9. Kurt is getting in a evening work out.

Dinner is served from 8-10pm, Charlie and Ivan ear dinner together, Kurt will join them drinking water and taking whatever Charlie won't eat, which is usually like a fruit cup or something.

10:30. People take an evening shower and go to bed! Charlie is up till 11:30 playing games.

3am! Charlie is weird sleeper. He is often up between 3 and 4 hanging around in the vehicle bay, working on a few thing, though I'm not allowed to talk about it. Kurt walked in once during it. He asked what was going on and Charlie told him he couldn't sleep... Kurt and Charlie just talked about stuff.

And that's it! If you wish to get ahold of Ivan during his time in the boonies with Charlie, please radio him at 41.8 hz. If you like to get in contact with Kurt during his wandering, radio him at 30.7 hz! This is CH4, signing out!

#cleaning the scene

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11-17-23

For the most part everything is accurate as far as to what happened on each day. But I've had a lot of cummies and sometimes my memory isn't great. Everything happened it's just some minor things on what day.

Tuesday: part written in a previous. Deepest little space. Need refresh on what to write here. Puyallup class. Talk with Akira where he admits to being sexist. Just wanted to try to build a community connection. Was gross. 26 cummies. First long drive where we really utilized that car time for cummies. Going to his class full of his cummies. I can't remember which day. I think this one. There was one scene that he suggested a pause. And used the brief pause to text his wife while I was naked and run down on his bed. I was pissed.

Wednesday: Work scheduled from 9-4. Get sent home early. Take food to go. Master's first experience at the bodega before it closes. Get sent off work at about 2:30. Patrick was mad I spent like 5 mins with Master in a booth. When it was dead. And I was supposed to go home early anyways. Get food to go. See bodega. Go back to the hotel and eat food next to him on the pet bed. I think this is the day we were at the end of the meal and he ended up walking out for a call. Right after I had just said being at his feet was my favorite place. Irony and a slap in the face. His class 6-9. Edmonds class. 40 cummies.

Thursday: Contract start. Empty class. Kitty play. Missed doctor's appointment. Snapdoodle. Bought a sticker. Bought my kitty play collar and tag.

Day starts with us having a 11:45 appointment for my doctor. We went up running late after sleeping in and breakfast pickup at Starbucks taking too long. Rescheduled for 1:15. Used the interim to go to snapdoodle and get toys. Got my fidget snake doodle. Got my crumble fidget, a tiny cow, and a gold bath bomb. Went to the appointment. Got medication refills put in. Got another appointment set with Dian. Set an appointment next month with a nutritionist. So I can see someone again about my Arfid and also work on my cholesterol lowering. Trying to add more fruit in. Decided to skip zoo to try to prioritize contract. That ended to not done early like we wanted. Instead went to pet store for kitty play collar and tag. Decided my kitty play name can be my sub name, Phedra. It's a cute pink collar with stones on it that look like pearls. And silver ones. And a jack skellington tag. Went and got some basic groceries and ate tendies. Traffic was awful and we ended up getting to his office like 7-10 mins late. I guess someone showed up and left cuz the building was locked. But everything happens for a reason. We ended up using 2.5 hours of down time there for a big combined paper pros and cons list. And then rough draft our contract. And use car ride to think of new habits to add to obedience app. We started a like 1.5 hour car ride talk about the realistic expectations of dating him. As far as his family needing access to him. Which interrupts a lot. Multiple times daily. And that often every 4-5 visits his family comes with him to Seattle and stays with him. Which means likely 2 or so skipped visits a year. I think realistically as much as it sucks it would help to at least get one date night in on those times. So we don't have a 2 month drought. I know I would be absolutely shattered and devastated to skip a visit. Knowing the prior visit that a month will be skipped may also help. If we could even get a small date and/or time for sexy time at all that visit it would help tremendously. The idea of being put on the back burner for a visit sounds so awful. Won't be the next visit since Master let me request it off already. But that's gonna break me into a million pieces. That whole interim will suck. That whole month will suck. And during that specific week I'm gonna be absolutely likely not able to function at all. Everything else seems miniscule to the idea of missing a whole visit when that's all we have in person. Really hoping he can work with his wife and family and minimize missed visits. It would be nice if we never had to do that... But unrealistic. But ideal. 😵‍💫 It would also be nice if they could talk and we could have one night that week where she watches the kids. But may have to settle for a couple hours instead of most of a week. Which is already a lot. But would prefer that over going 2 months without my amazing Master and owner. We need that physical. And our physical connection is so strong in so many ways. Our mostly long/short distance relationship needs the visits to keep thriving. Neither of us would be happy with an only long distance relationship. Or losing a big chunk of what in person time we do have. Anyways done harping on that. After our long talk. Filling out that pros and cons list and rough drafting the contract and listening to a chapter of Kushiel's dart together. After all that we got back to the hotel. And decided we had time and space for the kitty play scene we had planned and that I smartly purchased 2 hours of on obedience. Crawling. Playing with yarn. Master taunting me because I couldn't speak. (which I asked for) lots of meowing. Pet bed time. Being walked on a leash. Full nudity. Couldn't get plug to work because it hurt. **This is the fucking third time I've had to type this part of the night because Tumblr is a piece of shit and gave me an error twice. So I've had to move it over to Google note.

What I wrote. Two times. Is how I moved it into sexual contract and how it ended. I rubbed and nuzzled into his cock. And started sucking his cock. And he moved me over to the pet bed. And said he was going to breed me. I had meows of me being in heat. (also I totally forgot my secret talent of being able to purr until I was in the moment.) So he fucked and bred. Cumming in me. At one point stepping on my head. So hot. Moved me to the bed. Started using princess kisses while making eye contact. Fingers. I got to like 68-70. He checked in. And I was a greedy kitty and wanted more. Full of his seed. After so many cummies. He used his hitachi and sometimes fingers to bring me up to 101 cummies. We passed our record. He wrote all over me. And after had me guess what number we hit. And used my hands to write out 101. I was shocked. Our newest daily record. And 101 was the strongest orgasm of the night. And may be the strongest I've ever had with him. So hot. We snuggled. I suggested a light bath. He sat behind me in the tub. Moved me to the bed after he dried me off. Got me under the covers. He had to hold me up a lot of it for walking at that time. Including to help me pee after I had laid down. He when brought me back. Got me comfy under the covers again. Cuffed me. Started playing a nature channel. And I nodded off to watching pretty yellow bugs. And then we both fell asleep.

Friday (today): started off stressful. We had an amazing scene last night. That I'll write more about on the Thursday portion. Started the day off awful. Master woke up at 7 and had an hour long text conversation. And it kept me awake. I was on like 6.5 orgasms. Post 101 orgasms just from Thursday. Ended up crying in bed. Even after all that I straddled him and ended up sucking his cock after. And sat on top of him to ride him. And stuck his cock in me. And we got to 13 cummies before he made me get off and have us start the day. We had breakfast. He made me waffles and gave me a banana I ate half of. He made a breakfast sandwich for himself. And then we headed off to the zoo. Was amazing. Apparently Master is a big zoo buff. Made a pressed coin together. Got zoozoo the angry red finger panda. Rode the carousel at the end. That was my fav. Spent like an hour or over half the time at the farm area. Got a cute photo of me petting one of the cows by stepping up on the fence. Got one cow kissie. Got cute photos of us together. New ones finally. Finished the zoo. Went to the first hill campus early. Parked. Got IHOP. Cute vanilla date where we could just be a couple. Staring into his gorgeous eyes. Anand ended up texting. And we ended up all 3 finally meeting. Master and I agree he is too disappearing. No spark. Not interested in more. Or really able to provide aftercare. After that we looked around at that bookstore. The puppy was cute he brought though. Then we got snackies for this class at QFC. And water at whole foods. Spent a few mins in the car. And went up to his class. Briefly talked about my emotional struggle of the moment. And now we're here. Me typing this in his class of the night. Honestly was pleasantly surprised that he was super present the whole visit. I really loved that.

*Going to try to make time for finishing the contract and adding in talked about obedience habits to the app. Not trying. Prioritizing. And either anal or finally swallowing his cum for the first time. I want the anal. We haven't had a full successful anal yet. We had a failed attempt. And then a partially satisfying attempt. But not him being able to fuck my ass to the extreme with force and cum in my butt.

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theorist-influencer-untitled · 1 year ago

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10.1.23 Sunday

12:21 am

I still have windblow... I want Miles to like or love me, the dread-locks guy...

So,I dyed my hair today but I still need to do botox and collagen...

I want him to like me angels... I have lots of white hair :( If I have extra money I will get some cellophane for my hair...

Brother JR asked me about my hair? Who colored my hair? I said if I have budget,I went to the salon but I'm naturally talented on hair colouring... I do my hair or I did my hair colouring these days... I told him I can even do high-lyts but I don't have budget to buy ingredients/ chemicals... This is blessing in disguise,to have talent on hair colouring...

I still feel ugly and fat coz of my "deep smile lines"....I need to do my original beauty routine.

Way back time that we had money and business... I always had my parlour schedule since high-school... I was really spoiled angels...

12:38 am

Miles/ dread-locks guy is calling me "Peaches"...

Peach or Peachy or Peaches--means hoping to be attractive...

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1:18 am

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7:51 am

Still having windblow... Scary windblow telling me that "you will never go back"... I like Miles/ dread-locks guy, I will go back with him...

I see and saw him the last time, I wanna know him more... will go back with Miles/ dread-locks guy....I hope he will like me, angels... The windblow is threatening me early in the morning that "you will never go back"... I will go back with Miles if ever with my dread-locks guy!

I'm getting older and I feel so ugly and I'm so conscious on my "deep smile lines"... I still need botox...

12:19 noon

There is weird hidden secret on Champi and Mia... It seems connected to my past love life.

My past love life was a lesson learned... Mia and Champi seem pulling me into that past and seem pulling me away from Miles or Dread-locks...

I have no grudges on my past... But I don't see myself looking back again coz I feel different now. Some people might say better be square but what about me giving myself but my mind will be on other person. Thinking of other penis.Mia will not take me seriously about me leaving my past coz for her probably they are on conservative mindset but do they know that we have a "sex psychiatrist"...

Based on "sex psychiatrist" you can't stay with someone if you are thinking of other person's body and penis.

Hellowie my past love was 16 years ago! Time for me to break a leg!!!!!

I'm not immature though some will say I'm a child... I have my childish side coz all of us have it...

When you want to have a relationship "commitment" to someone, it is heart and soul.... If it is something serious....

But sex on different issue or reason it is for something not a commitment but a pact for something or for a purpose of but this is not commitment.

I still have windblow...Windblow....

4:37 pm

Betsilogz ( my plastics biological mother ) is a problem here! They put their things here as if we are a warehouse... They will repeat something again here...

I want them dead angels!!! I WANT THEM DEAD!

See our garage...Whose stuff are these? I want them dead!

Another plans of Betsilogz!

I want them dead!!! I WANT THEM DEAD!!! ANOTHER FUCKING PLASTICS PLANS... Betsilogs gang!!!

Poorish plans on us here... Thicked- faces!!!

I'm so stress...They have new plans again...

Unce Jun is an another plastics face as well...What are the new plans???

Then, Georgia Eusebio will go up??? Huh!!! WHAT ORGANIZATION IS THIS??? FOR GEORGIA EUSEBIO's group GROUP!!??

8:15 pm

All of them are feeling that they had a yaya's... I want them dead! UNCLE JUN THIS FAKERS, FETCHED HER DAUGHTER COZ SHE HAD A FIGHT WITH HER HUSBAND...

It's my cousin's stuff....

But me? I'm gonna make a way for myself and how to survive here... As if I was not spoiled but i was!

I'm always on my own angels... They were on unity... But I can and I know I can but with the help of some good souls...I hope and pray for some good souls...

9:30 pm

I still have windblow... I feel bitter... I'm panicking...

I need money and job and I wanna see Miles/ dread-locks guy...

11:05 pm

I still have windblow and I feel super bitter... As in bitter....

I have low energy and weak power... I feel so bitter,angels!

I feel so ugly,fat and wrinkled...

#Youtube

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mae-books-792 · 1 year ago

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Here's a fun line of reasoning that I think we could all use: If you're struggling with a problem, try defining a simpler problem first.

I do this all the time in math, in fact I've had teachers recommend it in some cases. 18+24=? Well, I know that 18+4=22, and 22+20=42, so that must mean that 18+24=42!

But this can go beyond math. "Oh, we should make schools start at 7am and have these set schedules and blah blah blah...." Ok? How old are you? 50? Let me ask you. Would you want a 70-80 year old in charge of IT? 9 times out of 10 they probably don't know what a computer is, let alone how to troubleshoot one! How about someone who's never be in politics, never met a judge, probably never heard of the constituton running for president? I'm all for the common person getting elected, but I feel like at a minimum a president should know what the president is.

These are two examples of how some outragious conditions make a situation seem ridiculous. Someone too old to understand something, or someone who's never had an experience shouldn't be the one in charge of that thing. So, coming back to the question, why should someone who hasn't been in school for nearly 30 years be the only ones in charge of it? They don't have the experience that the kids who are actually in the system have, and then (sometimes) refuse to make changes when it backfires. Maybe I didn't pay a whole lot of attention to that stuff, and maybe my schol was just that bad, but there was too many cases where they made a decision, it backfired horribly like we said it would, and then they just...didn't fix it?!

I particularly like "what makes piercing/tatoos ok but gender affirming care not?" This poses the question of "finding the line." As in, "why do you draw the line at a tatoo or peircing. Both are permanent changes to your body as a way to express yourself. How is that different than gender affirming care?" Not to mention, it helps open a more positive discussion. Instead of gunning for the throat "MAKE GENDER AFFIRMING CARE EASIER", it's a gentle prompt that encourages the target audience to rerhink their decision, or the speaker to ponder a valid response.

Of course, that's just an opinion of mine. This is usually my philosophy for making my own opinions, and it helps keep my mind open to new opinions, like in the case where someone makes a good counter to my own opinion. Take from this what you will!! Have a lovely day!!!!

#transfem #trans pride #putting tags just for the heck of it lmao #obession #transphobes #opinion #philosophy

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1. What is your nickname?

my dad used to call me Sunshine. in hs/college i got called multiple variations of Stromboli lol. nowdays the bf just calls me any sort of endearing term that he thinks i wont enjoy

2. When is your birthday?

october 22

3. What was your longest relationship?

the current one, we're at 4.3yrs and ongoing

4. What is your favorite book?

i haven't read them since the first time i did maybe a decade ago, so they may not hold up to time, but it used to be the Kingmaker, Kingbreaker series by Karen Miller

5. What is something you're insecure about?

my everything abt me. lol

6. 5 Male celebrity crushes

Matthew Lillard, Jacob Wysocki, the entirety of the band Alesana, Steve Buscemi, Jon Moxley/Dean Ambrose

7. 5 Female celebrity crushes

Rhea Ripley, Courtney LaPlante, Laura Jane Grace, Christina Tosi, Anjali Bhimani

8. What is your dream job?

farming dairy goats

9. What do you consider your biggest accomplishment?

i don't feel like ive done a lot. staying alive ig!

10. What is a fact about you that nobody would believe?

hard to say. you should believe everything you hear about me unless it's something that's bad in an unsexy way

11. What were your highs and lows for this last month?

highs include seeing some good bands live and getting to see some family that live out of town. lows include being severely depressed ig? idk if it's appropriate to just casually share lol.

12. Where is somewhere you'd like to visit?

literally anywhere. i love to travel. i especially yearn for the sonoran desert after visiting it a few years ago

13. How do you de-stress?

copious amounts of weed

14. What are your favorite apps besides tumblr?

youtube and occasional spurts of pokemon go

15. Describe yourself in one sentence.

way worse in person

16. What do you think makes you attractive?

according to prior statements from others, boobs.

17. What is something you're really good at?

baking (allegedly)

18. What is something you're really bad at?

singing. dancing. math. most things i try

19. A time that you told a lie.

i tell lies literally all the time. i do not remember a single one off the top of my head for some reason

20. What's a totally random and useless fact that you know?

the existence of the turnspit dog. they're extinct now but they're an incredibly old breed (that term being used very loosely here) of dog w short legs and long bodies that would run in giant hamster wheels that were attached to spits in pubs. to rotate the meats. there's some fascinating stuff abt them online imo

21.Who knows you the best?

at risk of being a downer, the ppl in my life who have most deeply known and understood me have all died. next best is the bf ig

22. What is your most prized possession?

i try not to value possessions too much. my most expensive possession is probably my van

23. What is your longest friendship?

my bestie w whom ive been rocking since middle school 💖

24. When did you first feel like an adult?

i still don't

25. Do you/ Have you played any sports?

as a very young child i played soccer at my grandma's church. idk if that counts.

26. How are you feeling right now?

tired. my joints hurt.

27. Are you an early bird or a night owl?

left to my own devices i end up on a nocturnal schedule naturally. my current work schedule has forced me to become an early bird however.

28. Do you believe in love at first sight?

not really

29. Favorite song lyrics right now?

"would you remember Joan of Arc was her flesh yet unlit by flame?"

30.What does self care look like for you?

scary hot shower + bunch of weed + decadent snacks + some enjoyable thing to watch

31. Describe yourself with 3 singers.

im not sure i understand this question

32. What makes you nervous?

literally everything. i am constantly and always thinking abt how literally any thing could be going disastrously wrong

33. What’s a pet peeve you have?

ppl standing still in walkways, esp if it's crowded and they're actively blocking more ppl from being able to flow through

34. What will always make you cry?

the song Fade In / Fade Out by Nothing More

35.What kind of first impression do you think you make on people?

socially stunted/awkward in a way that's just a tad unlikable

Questions 1 - 35

that is SO cheating. you'll have to give me like a full workday to answer 35 questions

#FUCKA YOU i did it bitch!!!#(thats meant to have a prideful tone to it)#thanks again for the ask!

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The Nanny

Chapter 1

Taeyong x fem reader

genre: mafia au! dad taeyong!

warnings: none (?)

word count: 3.3K

authors note: I am really unsure how to feel about this, the last fic I wrote took me over a year to write it to the point where I was satisfied enough to post it and this was written really quickly compared to that. I have general idea of what's gonna happen it's just getting to those points that makes me unsure about this whole thing. If you read MDAP, and are now reading this, the updates won't be as frequent. MDAP as a whole came out within a month, this one is definitely gonna take more time than that, and I don't have like a definite timeline. I will also have irl obligations, so those obligations will definitely affect the schedule of this fic. but nonetheless, I hope you guys enjoy it. hugs and kisses to anyone reading <333

4.231 GPA, 6 years of sports, 10 years of playing piano, 3 years of flute, 2 years of president of yearbook club, 6 honor classes, 8 advanced placement classes and 8 dual credit classes, but still not enough to earn a full scholarship. And of course you had to choose the most expensive and time consuming major of biology, pre-med.

However the universe doesn’t hate you completely, landing a practically perfect job, the nanny of one adorable 4 year old girl who has an amazingly hot and single but also rich father. Lee Taeyong, the youngest head of an investment group, runs multiple businesses a day, practically making more money in a minute than some do in a lifetime. And you were just his daughter’s nanny.

Life isn’t the dream at the moment, but it’s perfect for you. Going to school during the day, working to get your degree, then picking up little Dasom from preschool, then watching her at her home until Taeyong comes home from work. And Taeyong paid you well enough, where you didn’t need to work a second job. Your life was set, and you were content.

You finished tucking little Lee Dasom into bed, but she insisted on staying up and waiting for her dad to put her to bed. Taeyong always said that Dasom had to be in bed by 9, but he was always home to put her to bed himself, he had never missed bedtime. Not once in the year that you’ve been watching Dasom did Taeyong ever miss bedtime, so the fact that he missed tonight, was more than odd. Thinking nothing of it except that he lost track of time, you pushed away any worry and began some household chores.

You finished washing the dishes, glancing at the clock, it was only 9:26pm, not even 9:30 yet you thought. Folding the laundry, 9:41, it’s only 40 minutes, maybe there was extra traffic from the office. Putting away the toys, 9:56, only an hour, doesn't grant any reason for worry. Pushing all thought of Taeyong and his tardiness away, you went about finishing the chores.

When you finally had the house practically sparkling, did you plop down on the couch and once again glance at the clock on the wall 11:23pm. Taeyong shouldn’t be this late. Just before you could put any more thought into his whereabouts, the front down slammed open, there he stood. His hair disheveled, his tie pulled loose from his neck, his dress shirt more loose than appropriate, his brows locked in a furrow, his appearance had your heart racing. “Pack a bag for Dasom, we’re leaving,” he practically barked out at you.

“Mr. Lee,” your voice got caught in your throat when he whipped his head back to look at you. Taeyong was always calm and collected anytime you interacted with him, you never saw him display any emotion except pure, wholesome love for his daughter. Whenever he would walk through the front door, he was Dasom’s father and nothing more. This Taeyong that stood before you, was not the Taeyong you knew.

“(y/n), pack a bag for Dasom, we’re leaving now,” Taeyong requested again, this time softer, gentler, and you couldn’t help but nod along. You rushed up the steps into Dasom’s bedroom, where the little girl laid fast asleep, you pulled a bag out of the closet. Shoving all the clothes you could fit, unsure where they were going, or how long they would be gone. Packing some of her favorite toys, a few bath things, and some hair stuff too. You wrapped the little girl in her blanket, scoping her up into your arms.

You exit the room, just about to make your way down the steps when you hear, “Taeyong!” A man’s voice you couldn’t recognize yelled out, instinctively pulling Dasom closer to you, “we need to go now.”

You rushed down the stairs, careful not to trip. Taeyong watched you descend the staircase, “Are you ready to go?” He questioned, which startled you.

“Mr. Lee, I don’t understand,” your lack of knowledge clearly made Taeyong more frustrated.

“We need to go, are you ready?”

“I can’t go with you Mr. Lee, I still have school and,”

“Johnny,” Taeyong said, looking directly at you, a fire lit behind his eyes, “take (y/n) and Dasom to the car, now.” A man, whom you could only assume was Johnny, moved gripping your arm tightly, practically dragging you into an SUV.

“My bag,” you whispered out, tightly holding Dasom against your chest, her bag on your shoulder, luckily Johnny heard you and nodded. Closing the car, you and Dasom being the only one’s in the car now. You placed Dasom in her carseat, that was in the third row, carefully strapping her in to not wake her. Putting her bag down by her feet, you peered out to the house, and watched Taeyong followed by a group of men leave the house.

You watched a man open the car door for Taeyong, him slipping into the seat next to yours, as that man jumped into the driver seat, while Johnny jumped into the passenger seat. “Let’s go,” Taeyong spoke, pulling out his phone scrolling through what you could only assume was emails.

Johnny turned around looking at you, placing your bag in your lap, “here.”

“Thank you,” you whispered, afraid to disturb whatever Taeyong was doing. Here you sat in an SUV, with two strange unknown men, your extremely handsome and rich boss, and his daughter driving to god knows where at 11:30 at night. Just a typical Thursday night at work. “Mr. Lee, where are we going?”

“Call me Taeyong, only my employees call me Mr. Lee,” he said without sparing you a single glance.

“I am your employee sir.”

“Not anymore,” Taeyong put away his phone, looking directly at you, “starting from now, you are (l/n) (y/n), my fiancee, and to answer your question, we’re going home.

Your body was tired, your eyelids more heavy than ever but your mind was wide awake. The thoughts running a million miles an hour, your brain didn’t even know where to start. You had your suspicions about Taeyong, the amount of secret doors in the house, the high level of the home security, and just his attitude. But you always pushed away your suspicions, writing them off as things rich people do. However now, as you sat silent in a black out tinted SUV, driving to an undisclosed location in the middle of the night, your suspicions came creeping back, crawling up your spine.

‘My fiancée,’ the two words ringing in your mind the entire drive, the future wife of Lee Taeyong. CEO of the largest investment group in Korea, the most known eligible bachelor, you couldn’t even begin to fathom the idea of being in a relationship with Taeyong. Just before your mind could wander too far into the daydream of your relationship with Taeyong, the car pulled into a long driveway.

You stared out the window waiting for something to appear, some type of sign to show where you were exactly. At the end of the long driveway stood a larger than life mansion. You don’t even know if you could call this a mansion, more like an estate. “(y/n), bring Dasom out of the car,” Taeyong spoke to you when the car finally stopped.

You were too stunned to speak, pulling the little girl from her seat, wrapping her in her blanket and pulling on your guys bags. Johnny held the door open for you, taking the bags before you could step out. You stepped out of the vehicle, in front of the house, staring in awh. The architecture was beautiful. An older woman stepped out from the house followed by two young girls, looking to be just about your age.

“Welcome home, young master,” the older woman spoke, as the three of them bowed to Taeyong. You watched as Taeyong slightly bowed his head in acknowledgment before walking past the woman into the house. Johnny pushed you forward to follow, when you turned to look back, you saw a herd of men following ensuite into the house as well. You knew there were other cars following you guys but you didn’t realize there were that many people.

“I can take her ma’am,” one of the young girls gestured to taking Dasom from you, after you entered the house. You felt protective of the little girl, pulling her closer to you, turning away from the girl, almost like a child would when someone tried to take something from them.

“(y/n), it’s okay,” Taeyong came up to you, placing a hand on your shoulder, “she’s just gonna put Dasom in her bed.” You felt hesitant, but nevertheless handed the sleeping child over. She also took Dasom’s bag from Johnny, before making her way up the stairs away from the large group. “Come, let’s discuss what’s going on,” Taeyong spoke, gesturing to walk down the hall.

“Please.”

You sat at the dining room table, which was made for forty. Taeyong had just finished explaining what was going on, however as you looked around the table, it seemed as if others were just learning about what was going on.

“So,” you started off, not even knowing where to begin, “let me get this straight, Neo Culture Technology corporation, also known as NCT is a mafia organization, in which you are the leader, and you have a hit placed on you from the yakuza, so now you are moving back to the family home, which is here and I need to be here too because they, the yakuza think we’re in a relationship. Correct?” You looked around the room, searching for the hidden camera and the group of people that was ready to jump out and yell this is a prank. This was stuff of erotic books and movies, not stuff of your perfect life.

“We're not a mafia,” Taeyong started off, “it’s just that the line between legal and illegal gets blurry when conducting business.”

“We're just very persuasive people,” Johnny said.

“We have our own means of getting business done,” another man at the table spoke, his name still unknown to you. It was like someone set a firecracker off in your mind, and you couldn’t comprehend anything anymore. It had been at most two, three hours since you left what you had known to be the home of Taeyong, but the events felt like it was a lifetime ago.

“Okay, yeah, so you’re a mafia,” you knew what was going on now, but it still hasn’t sunken in just yet, you genuinely thought that this was a dream that you would wake up from in a moment. “I’m kinda tired and I want to shower, can someone take me back home now?”

“(y/n),” Taeyong sighed, “you can’t leave here.”

“I just wanna grab clothes from home, I can come right back after, if it makes you feel better.” You said hoping that Taeyong wasn’t absolutely serious about you not leaving.

“We had your apartment cleaned out, all your stuff is here already” Taeyong sighed, you could tell he was trying to be gentle, but it wasn’t working.

“You broke into my apartment?” As if the firecracker going off in your mind wasn’t enough, now you felt the sparks setting a blaze to all your thoughts.

“We needed to make sure that people weren’t at your apartment waiting for you already,” Taeyong deadpanned like it was the obvious thing to do.

“And you had people go through all of my personal stuff?” You could see the perfect life you had being dragged away right in front of you.

“We just brought your stuff here,” You could see the uncomfortable state your question put Taeyong in.

“And now I am forced to stay here and live?” Your voice got louder as you felt a tear roll down your cheek. The control over your life slipping from your fingers. You traveled all the way to another country in an attempt to get away from your parents' controlling grip, but all you did was waltz into someone else's controlling grip. You wanted to scream out, yell and curse out Taeyong for doing this to you. You would give anything to go back to a few hours ago, you and little Dasom, drawing in the living area, settling down before bedtime. A few hours ago when life was just perfect, your perfect little life/

“(y/n), I know this is a lot for you to,” Taeyong said, the man that you dreamed of, the man that provided this perfect life, the man that melted your heart with his affection for his daughter, the man that was written by women, was now a nightmare. and the last thing you wanted to hear from him was his understanding.

“No,” you felt your heartbeat quicken, “no, you don’t get to stand there and pretend to understand what I feel like.” You stood from your chair, “you completely turned my life upside down, and expect me to just live with it, to be okay with it, to understand it. You have no idea what I am feeling, there are people out there that want me dead, and have the means to do so, because of you. You may be fine and dandy with people trying to kill you constantly, but I am not this cold blooded mob boss that barks out orders everyday. I didn’t sign up for this, Taeyong, this wasn’t in the job description.” You finished your little rant, basically screaming at Taeyong, practically storming out of the room. Taeyong had longed for you to use his name from the minute he laid eyes on you, and even now as you screamed at him, he couldn’t help the little smirk play onto his lips.

“Young madam,” someone spoke. It looked to be a young maid, bowing to you.

“Excuse me? Young Madam?” you questioned the girl, your face had a look of disgust written all over it.

“The young master said that you would be the new madam of the house and we were to address you as so.” the girl spoke, she looked to be about your age, her round face and plump figure gave her a soft look. She looked afraid of you.

“I am not the madam of the house,” your voice taking on a stern tone, one that shouldn’t have been directed to the girl, “please just call me, (y/n),” this time speaking gentler, she nodded her head, not daring to go against you, “and your name?”

“I am Sun Hee.”

“It’s nice to meet you Sun Hee, can you show me where all my stuff is?” you smiled.

“Of course, ma-, (y/n),” Sun Hee smiled back.

The sunlight peered in through the window, your head was already aching. The air of the room felt different from your apartment, you opened your eyes looking around the room and not exactly recognizing where you were. You rubbed your eyes, trying to push away as much of the drowsiness as possible.

Last night felt like a fever dream, you weren't even sure it was real until you walked out of your bedroom, and instead of seeing your beloved apartment was faced with a beautifully crafted home. After freshening up, you made your way down the staircase, and began trying to find the kitchen.

After about 10 minutes of wandering you came up to the kitchen, there was a team of people inside already cooking.

“Young madam,” the older woman that greeted you guys outside last night said, “is there something I can help you with? Was there something that wasn’t prepared to standard?”

“Um,” you were at a loss for words, “no, I just wanted a cup of coffee.”

“Of course madam, let me escort you to the dining room, and I’ll have someone bring you a cup of coffee,” you followed the older woman out of the kitchen. She had to be older than your mother, her hair was mostly gray with strands of black here and there, it was pulled back into a low bun. Her face showed age, the lines telling a story of their own, in a way she reminded you of a piece of aged art. You wondered, dreamed about exactly what type of life she lived as you silently followed her.

The dining room, being the same place you yelled at Taeyong, there on that table for forty, he sat on one end. The older woman led you to sit on the other end of the table, the room was quiet enough you could hear a pin drop. Taeyong, had a breakfast plate, similar to the one in front of you, sitting before him. He didn’t look at you, instead focusing on the paper he read.

“Let me give you a tour of the house today,” Taeyong suggested after the older woman left, finally gazing up at you.

“No thank you,” you avoided Taeyong’s gaze, you were still angry with him from last night.

“(y/n),” Taeyong started off, his voice was gentle, he was trying, “please, I know you're angry with me.” You scoffed at the statement, being angry with him was an understatement, “I just want to try to make you comfortable.” ‘Being comfortable would be being back in my own apartment, being comfortable would be knowing people aren’t trying to kill me right now,’ all the sarcastic thoughts begging to be said. “This isn’t forever, I promise you this is just gonna be temporary.”

Your ears perked up at the word temporary, “how long is temporary? A day?” your gaze met Taeyong’s.

“No, not exactly.” You stared at Taeyong.

“A few days?”

“(y/n), you see,”

“A week?” you were beginning to get frustrated by Taeyong.

“I don’t think,” he was avoiding giving you a direct answer.

“A couple weeks?” You felt your voice waver, as your eyes welled with tears, your heart aching.

“(y/n), these things,”

“A month?” Slamming your hands on the table, You wanted answers and you wanted them now, “Mr. Lee I don’t mean to be disrespectful or ungrateful for everything you have done for me, but this is seriously another level. I still have college classes, and I don’t have the money to just retake them whenever I like,”

“I’ll pay for your college,” Taeyong blurted out, every indication pointing to him being serious.

“I have bills to pay, my rent, my car, my student loans,”

“I will take care of that for you as well,” Taeyong didn’t even look like he was joking.

“What about my friends, my family?”

“I promise, you’ll be able to call and talk to them whenever, you just can’t see them in person right now,” you were about to protest again but Taeyong cut you off before you could get anything out, “and i’ll get together a team of people to escort you and protect you for whenever you wanna see your friends, you just have to give me a little time.” Taeyong took a deep breath now, “I promise you (y/n), I will try my best to make this as comfortable as possible, but there’s people out there that want you dead, and this is the safest option right now.”

You couldn’t argue with that knowledge. Last night, when Taeyong was explaining the situation, there were pictures of you and Dasom at the old house, the two of you playing, or eating, or napping. It seemed as if you guys were being watched for over a month, that means a month of people being so close to killing you and Taeyong was just trying to protect you from that. He was trying. Running a hand through your hair, taking a deep breath, “You’ll pay all my bills?”

“Yes”

“Including my student loans?”

“Yes”

“I won’t ever have to pay you back for this?”

“You won’t”

“And you’ll make sure I’m safe?”

“Always, I promise.”

“Okay,” you let out a breath, looking at Taeyong, this can’t be that bad, you thought to yourself. You’re living every college girl's dream.

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