#and my food still tastes really good and my gf and i have both lost weight and feel better

[butchyena]

my diet has improved a lot in the past year for various reasons but i was worried abt some health shit since i didnt really cut out some of my “unhealthier” habits only to get a clean bill of health on my bloodwork done for my T like oh lol. okay.

[realcube]

Ok but hc for what type of girl the pretty setter squad+yamaguchi they would date.

Thanks and have a nice day!💖🥺

yes!! i love the pretty setter squad but like i don’t have too many hcs to make this a whole thing so i feel like the following title is necessary:

characters: pretty setter squad + yamaguchi

trigger warning: swearing, somewhat crack, sexual references (these are just my opinions/hcs btw - plz don’t take it too seriously)

tobio kageyama

♡ i will preach this till the day i die and ik y’all are probably tired of writing all my reader inserts for kageyama x reader one-shots like this but yk what tobio wants- you know what tobio needs and deserves- the female equivalent of oikawa tōru

♡ if her favourite food ain’t milk bread and her personal motto isn’t ‘if you’re gonna hit it then it it till it breaks’ then HE DOESN’T WANT IT /j

♡ but he’d like someone who cares about their appearance, is passionate about something like he is, fairly smart, witty and kinda a heartthrob 

♡ bonus points if it’s a sport that they are passionate about

♡ i feel like he’d be into just like a typical ‘girly girl’ yk?

♡ also he has a soft spot for acrylic nails- he just thinks they look so cool and if he saw yours he’d definitely call them ‘badass’

♡ he thinks they are kinda impractical for volleyball so that’s why he doesn’t get them himself (plus they are expensive as hell and he only has milk box money)

♡ so yeah he would date an oikawa kinnie 

♡ overall, i think he just wants someone independent who can take care of themselves 

♡ except when you can’t open the tab of your coke bc of your acrylics, then he is happy to help

tadashi yamaguchi

♡ i’ve said this before and i’ll say it again; YAMAGUCHI IS A LESBIAN

♡ ok now that i’ve got your attention, let me explain what this means and what it has to do with this taste in girls

♡ he fell down the wlw pipeline- if that’s a thing

♡ like while the gang were watching sjw get rekt compilations, yamaguchi was watching hayley kiyoko music videos and lgbt short films on youtube-

♡ now imagine that scene were babey yamaguchi was getting bullied except they were teasing him bc he said his favourite song was girls like girls RGTYGJKMN 

♡ anyway, till this day, he is watching cottagecore lesbian tiktoks (minecraft and irl) while others watch ben shapiro it is such a shame 

♡ he doesn’t fetishize them though- it’s just his ideal lifestyle 

♡ he’s developed the mind of a wlw tho so i think his thoughts are similar to mine in a way that he’s just like ‘WOMEN 😍🥰💓’ all the time 24/7

♡ so yeah this was my elongated way of saying that yamaguchi doesn’t really have type, all women are queens in his eyes

♡ but in an ideal world, his s/o would be an ally of the lgbtq+ community, if not apart of it, stan any wlw singer/band (preferably kpop), won’t yell at him 🥺 and are willing to run away with him to a cottage in the woods at any given moment 

kōshi sugawara

♡ his taste isn’t very specific but here are some things he looks for in partner:

♡ either likes baking or likes eating what he bakes and giving him feedback

♡ has long eyelashes/wears lashes (he thinks they are cute and ik you do too don’t even lie)

♡ oh and shiny lipgloss too 

♡ very good communicator 😌

♡ a simp

♡ someone who likes gardening or is at least willing to try pick it up to help him with his herbs

♡ will do facemasks with him

♡ intelligence; he will literally bust a nut for someone who can recite newton’s third law of motion 😩 

♡  and honesty ✨ (bc he needs to be told when his hair looks wack plz) 

kenma kuzome

♡ plz he needs a catgirl 

♡ like your typical anime catgirl

♡ bushy tail, high + soft voice, big eyes, even bigger honkers, maybe a tsundere, cat ears, purs and gives good head ✨

♡...

♡ I WAS JUST INFORMED THAT CAT GIRLS DO NOT EXIST AND I AM BOTH DISGUSTED AND DISAPPOINTED BEYOND BELIEF 

♡ me and kenma are never leaving our rooms again istg what is even the point anymore if ik that i won’t meet a catgirl 😭

♡ so yeah, if he were to date someone who isn’t a cat girl, they’d probably have to be a human equivalent or like.. a gamer

♡ a streamer maybe 

tōru oikawa

♡ he also doesn’t have a specific type but here are some of his turn offs:

♡ kageyama tobio 

♡ kageyama tobio kinnies

♡ people who think he’s too obsessed with volleyball and is incapable of loving anything/anyone else

♡ laziness

♡ ppl who’ve got a FAT fucking ass 😡 (jealousy ofc)

♡ ushijima stans

♡ bad breath 🤢

♡ppl who don’t know every word of primadonna girl by marina

♡ horse girls 

♡ aries (he’d still date an aries but he will tease you for it. if you ever mess something up like you drop a glass and it spills water everywhere he’ll just side-eye you like ‘that’s classic aries behaviour, ofc’)

keiji akaashi

♡ you 

♡ literally you 

♡ he doesn’t have a type but if he did, it would be you 

♡ bc you’re reading hcs on tumblr rn and as yk, he’s a bookworm

♡ (and i believe wholeheartedly that he read fanfic/hcs on tumblr too. probably harry potter/hunger games) 

♡ and also you’re reading his hcs which means you like him and he’s lost himself to unrequited love too many times so at least he knows you’re interested

♡ so yeah you check all the boxes:

☑ fanfic reader/bookworm

☑ watches anime

☑ pretty

☑ sweet

☑ actually likes him 

eita semi

♡ big tiddy goth gf with thick eyeliner, dyed hair and chains

♡ big tiddy isn’t necessary - he doesn’t objectify women ✨

♡ but anyway, they should also be willing to step on his throat and break all his bones with their demonias, upon being asked politely 

♡ spit in his mouth plz 🙏

♡ also an elite music is a must for him

♡ oh! and they should be willing to share their clothes/accessories with him (he’ll share his too ofc)

♡ a few other things he likes are: piercings, those little eyeliner hearts under the eyes, pink blush, thick eyebrows, black/dark purple lipstick, guitarist, drummers, singers (literally any sort of musician), platform shoes, alternative fashion in general, ppl who do DIYs, ppl who sew & ppl who cut/dye their own hair

♡ oh and like suga he is a slut for intelligence 

♡ and for powerful/confident women !!

♡ don’t get that confused with financial power-

♡ like proper powerful ppl that flick off a bigot on sight 

[jaembby]

three course meals

Pairing: (SF9) Jaeyoon x f reader

warnings: none

words: 1.6k

prompt: hi~! 😳can i request a fic featuring sf9 jaeyoon please? (◕‿◕ )the plot is he is doing his "I can do it" live series. this time he is challenged to cook the recipe from his gf (let's say it's a 3 course meal) and then his gf is telling all the cooking step through a phone call. in the end of the live broadcast, his gf come visits him to try the meal that he made.stay healthy, stay happy and have a great day~ 🥺🥰🧡

requested: yes! by @jsnyoung

a/n: i’m really tired right now so i haven’t proof read this yet. maybe i’ll do it in the morning. the writing is probably going to be shitty because i’ve rushed it a bit and am literally about to fall asleep but if it’s too bad, when i proof read it, i’ll fix some bits up! sorry for the wait @jsnyoung but thank you for requesting!!

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“What do you guys think I’m doing today?” Jaeyoon asks his fans as he waits for your call. Today, Jaeyoon is getting you, his girlfriend, to help with his “I can do it” live series. He’s going to cook a three-course meal of your choice with you guiding him through the phone. What he doesn’t know, however, is that you’re planning on getting him to make one of the courses the same meal that you and him had ordered on your first date.

“’Are you going to make something?’ Good question! As a matter of fact, yes, I am making something! And hopefully it turns out okay... if not, blame y/n!” Jaeyoon laughs as he reads comments, awaiting your phone call.

“ ‘When are you going to start? What are you going to make?’ Well... honestly, I’m not even sure what I’m going to make. Today, y/n is going to tell me what to make over the phone so I’ll start as soon as she calls!” Jaeyoon smiles at the camera as he awaits your call. ring He picks up on the first ring, eager to get started. 

“Angel you’re going on speaker and I’m live, okay? I mean you already know that but I’m just reminding you.” Jaeyoon says quietly into the phone before turning back to the camera and introducing you. “Fantasy, as some of you probably know, this is my girlfriend. Y/n say hi to Fantasy!” 

“Hi” You say happily as you get a recipe for what Jaeyoon is going to make. “Today, our Jaeyoon is going to make a three-course meal! With the hepl of yours truly, of course.” Jaeyoon laughs into the phone at your statement as he questions you on what it is that he’s actually meant to be making.

“I’m glad you asked, Jae. Well, for the appetizer, it’s a chicken salad. It’s easy enough so you shouldn’t need too much guidance, or at least, I hope not.” You tease him. Jaeyoon starts getting what he needs from the fridge and cupboard as you read out the comments. “ ‘Jaeyoon should cook for Fantasy!’ ‘y/n should be in his lives more!’ ‘Eat well!’ Thank you for the last one! Also yes, Jaeyoon should totally cook for you guys and feature me in his lives more often!” “Nuh-uh, princess! You’ll take all my fans away!” You laugh at this as you jokingly tell him that he might be right before instructing him on what to put in the salad and how much.

Soon enough, Jaeyoon’s finished with the first course and puts it in the fridge for later. “Angel, what’s next?” He asks you just as you get a recipe up for the next meal. “Well, my dear boyfriend, I’m sure you’d be familiar with this one. If you remember what we had on our first date, that is!” You say excitedly into the phone as you tell him what he needs. “Okay... I’m sure Jae already knows what he’s making but Fantasy, in case you haven’t guessed already, it’s a creamy tuscan chicken! We actually had this on our first date so it’s pretty special for him to make this.” “Here we go again... y/n being hopelessly romantic!” Jaeyoon laughs as he begins to season the chicken. “Jaeyoon! Look, your fans think it’s cute!” It’s as if Jaeyoon can hear your pout over the phone as you complain about him calling you hopelessly romantic. “Angel, don’t worry, I think it’s cute too!” “I know” You giggle. 

Jaeyoon heats the oil in the pan and starts placing the chicken in. “You know, I’m doing pretty good. If I do say so myself!” Jaeyoon smiles proudly at the camera. “Oh! I should tell Fantasy about that one time you nearly burnt the FNC building down!” You say with a smirk, although no one could see it. “Will you ever stop teasing me for it?” “Nope!” You say as he flips the chicken over. “Look, all of your fans want to know what happened! Can I tell them? Please?” You ask. “Fine!” He draws out the syllables. “I mean you were going to anyway, weren’t you?” “Yeah I was!” You laugh at the slight redness on your boyfriends cheeks.

“Well, one day I was over at the dorm hanging out with Jae and the guys and he decided to make ramen! Now, he’s not a bad cook, considering he’s only ever used recipes. Anyways, we all decided to watch a movie. It was about half way through when Jaeyoon decided he wanted to make the ramen so he got up and did that. He’d left the ramen in the water for a bit and came back to see what was happening as he let it cook. Jae  must have lost track of time because all of a sudden, Chani comes in and asks “Hyung, what’s that smell?” We all turned towards the kitchen as we saw smoke and Jae realized what he’s done. It was so funny! All of a sudden, Youngbin, Zuho, Jaeyoon and Rowoon all rushed to the kitchen while Dawon recorded and Inseong, Taeyang, Hwiyoung, Chani and myself burst out laughing. It turns out the ramen had been left for too long and had caught on fire so Youngbin, Zuho and Rowoon had to put it out. It’s safe to say that Rowoon sticks to cooking in the dorms now. Hey Jae, ask Dawon if he still has the video!” You laugh at the memory as you read the comments on Jaeyoon’s live. Fantasy all find it funny, too.

Jaeyoon’s already added the garlic, onions, tomatoes and spinach into the mix and is now putting the cream, salt and pepper into it. “Well it looks like I’m a much better cook now since there’s no fire this time! Y/n, do you know what you want me to make for dessert? I’m nearly done with this, angel.” Jaeyoon says as he adds the last ingredients - parmesan cheese and parsley - and stirs the mixture before mixing it one last time and putting the creamy chicken into the oven so it stays warm.

“As a matter of fact, I do know what to make next! How does Brownies sound?” You laugh as you see his face light up on the live. “Sounds perfect!” Jaeyoon says as he gets everything he needs to make them. You and him have made brownies together so many times that it’s just muscle memory now. The recipe is implanted in both of your heads. You smile while watching his live as he starts making them without needing any instructions.

 “We have to make brownies when you come over again, y/n. It’s our thing.” Jaeyoon says as he pops them into the oven and turns back to the live, smiling as he starts reading comments. “ ‘Jaeyoon how are you?’ ‘What have you eaten today?’ ‘What’s everyone else doing?’ Okay firstly, I’m good, how about you? Second, I’ve had a few snacks but when these brownies are done, y/n should be here and we’ll eat them together. Speaking of which, y/n, you can get off the phone now and come over! Third, honestly I’m not sure what everyone else is doing. I think they’re just relaxing.” After Jaeyoon finishes what he was saying, you quickly tell him that you’re heading over now before getting into your car and driving over to the dorms.

“Boo!” 

“Y/N! You scared me!”

“Yeah that was the whole point!” You laugh as Jae calms his heartbeat.

“You clear the bench and I’ll get the brownies out, Jae.” You call out to him, already making your way over to the oven.

“Well thank you so much for joining me for another episode of “I can do it” today, Fantasy! I’ll feature y/n in lives more if you want? As it turns out, I’m a pretty good cook. We’d better get going now before the food gets cold! Bye bye Fantasy! Goodnight or morning! See you later!” And with that, your boyfriend ends the live.

“Jae, I’ve got to admit, this all looks amazing! Let’s eat!” You say as you portion the food. Jaeyoon brings the plates over to the living room where he places the food on a table and moves couch pillows out of the way so the two of you can sit there.

“Why are we eating on the couch today? I thought Bin didn’t want us to make it messy.” You ask, bringing extra napkins in case anything spills.

“Well, angel, I want to cuddle while we eat brownies and sitting at the kitchen table’s not really ideal in that scenario, is it? Besides, it’s comfy here.” Jaeyoon smiles up at you as he puts the salad bowl and two forks between you. You smile up at him as you eat the salad he made, proud of your boyfriend’s cooking skills... even if this is just a salad. Soon enough you’ve both finished and are onto the second of the three courses.

“Jae is amazing!” You say as you take a bite of the creamy chicken. It really does taste good. Now you’re even prouder of him! You’ve both moved onto dessert now and Jaeyoon moves the plate of brownies to the side before patting the space next to him.

“Come here, angel.” He says with a pout. You move closer to your boyfriend and lean on him as he wraps his arms around your frame. The two of you stay like that for a while, finding comfort in each other’s warmth and taking in the faint smell of brownies and him. 

“Thanks for helping me today, princess. You’re an amazing instructor” Jaeyoon giggles, his voice calming and soft like honey.

“You’re welcome, baby! You’re an amazing cook.” You retort with a smile and small giggle as a content sigh leaves your lips, and Jaeyoon pulls you closer, the both of you staying in this position and eventually falling asleep to the sound of the other’s heartbeat. 

[oftenderweapons]

The Conversations - part 3/3

Characters: Hoseok, Taehyung

Wordcount: 2.2k words

Genre: slice of life, discussion of NSFW topics, conversation

Rating: suggested 18+

Hello readers! I’m back and I bear gifts!

This is the final installment for The Conversations. In this piece Tae and Hobi discuss their relationships with their girlfriend, Lace -- Tae’s gf -- and Giggles -- Hobi’s --, sharing some spicy details and offering each other advice. Since I consider them the “freakiest” among the guys, do expect some TMI. 

TRIGGER WARNINGS: so much BDSM I had to read a handbook, impact play and dedicated objects, bondage and restrictions, themes of domination and submission, use of safeword and mentions of subspace. Voyeurism and exhibitionism, adult clubs and dungeons, public sex, masturbation and oral sex. Blindfold, powerplay, roleplay. Mentions of a sextape... :’) (also hints of a possibly angsty Namjoon future fic, I had to.) 

Wordcount: 2.2k

And here is my masterlist :)

Enjoy!

“Hey hyung, sorry for last night.” Taehyung said, sitting beside Hoseok at the lunch table in the common room.

“It’s okay, no biggie.” Hoseok already had a bright smile on, warm and honestly unbothered by the event.

“I didn’t knew Giggles was at your’s.” Taehyung opened his lunch, starting to analyse the various boxes and cups.

“Yeah,” Hobi’s ears turned reddish. “It was a surprise for me too.”

“How is it going?” Tae cheered as he found the main course. Beside him Hoseok stirred his noodles.

“It’s great. She’s fantastic. How about Lace?”

“She’s doing great. We’re doing great.” Taehyung looked around a little to see if anyone could possibly overhear. “We experimented with a riding crop. Best decision of my life.”

Hoseok laughed out loud, smashing his free hand enthusiastically against the table. “Glad to know. Giggles prefers the paddle. Or my hands. But yeah, Lace gives crop vibes.”

“She’s a huge freak.” Tae took some kimchi, mixing it with his rice. His mouth still half full, he muttered. “But I guess I am, too.”

“As long as she likes that there’s nothing wrong.” He too took a bite of his own food. “Wanna share?”

“What? No.” Tae filled his mouth some more. “I mean, I have to ask Lace first.”

“I mean the food, you pervert.” Hoseok bent over his dish, “though I guess nor Lace nor Giggles would oppose.”

“God, Lace is such an exhibitionist.” Tae said, motioning to his side dish and inviting Hobi to take what he liked.

Hobi also put his smaller boxes in the middle. “And you’re a voyeur, which works just fine.”

“Match made in heaven. Does Giggles like it too?”

“She likes it enough. But, she’s not that visual. She prefers focusing on other senses.”

“I kinda reckoned.” Taehyung remembered the previous night, when he’d endlessly knocked on Hobi’s apartment door only to have his hyung come to the door half undressed, faux leather pants on, his forehead sweaty. Behind him, Tae could recognise a woman -- well, Giggles -- fully naked, sitting on a chair, wearing nothing but a blindfold. And several feet of rope.

“Freak.” Deadpanned Hoseok.

“What about you, freak?” Tae also stirred his noodles, enjoying the steam coming from them together with the heavy smell of soy sauce and fried peppers.

“Do you want me to say I enjoy having her at my mercy, nothing but a blabbering mess, incapable of getting away or understanding what’s going to happen to her?” Hoseok was overly descriptive on that. “Because yes, I do.”

“So not only blindfolded but also tied up?”

“If she’s not behaving, then yes.” Hoseok suddenly looked stern.

“I bet she doesn’t behave much.”

“At all.” Hoseok smirked. “I think I should change her punishment to something she enjoys less.”

“Lace hates not touching me.” Tae fits a huge meat roll in his mouth.

“Giggles is not bothered, as long as I’m touching her. She needs to feel some sort of an anchor, a safety line, so to say.”

“Well, I’d need one too if I were tied up and in the dark.” His mind wandered back to one of his first times with Lace, when he’d let her cover his eyes with a thick silk scarf tied behind his head, his body at her mercy, as she observed him and touched him without him knowing where she’d land her attack, without his intense gaze following her every movement and making her flustered. She had confessed feeling free, unjudged. Not that he would ever judge her, but he knew that he would feel conscious too if he were the one in the spotlight, were the roles to be reversed. He knew he would feel freer without his lover looking at him, analysing where his attention gravitated. But this happened at the beginning, when they were still learning. Now their most pressing need is watching each other. 

“Well. Once it got bad. She got into subspace. Only time she used her safeword. That’s why we don’t use handcuffs anymore.” Hoseok’s face was instantly dull. He still tortured himself for what had happened that one time. The look in Giggle's eyes as he let her wrists free, the angry red marks on her skin showing the indentations of the metal. The way she had seemed so broken, so lost. And the heavy tears falling on his chest as she hid in his form, clinging to him.

"Just once? Me and Lace had to use them a couple times. Both of us. Sometimes she's not in the right mindset and she asks me to stop and cuddle her. Sweetest thing in the universe." His eyes turn dreamy. "After her taste, obviously."

Hoseok laughs and punches him lightly. "TMI, bro."

"Come on, if Giggles tasted that sweet you would boast too."

"I'd rather keep that honey all to myself."

"Greedy." Taehyung poured himself some cola, watching it fizzle before downing it in one go. "By the way, do you have any good role play suggestion? I'm thinking of surprising her during the weekend but I'm so tired I can barely think."

"Strangers at the hotel. Book a room, meet at the lobby and then go upstairs to fuck like bunnies?" Hobi said it without even thinking. 

"Done that."

"It's a classic. Giggles loves it. She fucks me like a slut." He snickered softly, nothing but dark mischief in his voice, but also undying fondness for his beloved.

"And that's TMI." Tae quips.

"You asked."

"Yeah, fair."

"Maid and master. Or butler and madame. You pick." Hobi drank some Sprite directly from the bottle.

"Cliché." Taehyung tutted and proceeded with his meal. “I don’t know. Not really.”

"Artist and muse? I don't know man, you're super picky." It came out with his typically whiny intonation, his tone a rollercoaster as he got deeper into thought.

Taehyung stayed quiet for a few minutes, mulling over the possibility. “Could do.”

The other man slurped in his noodles, finishing them and sipping the soup. “So, roleplay, uh?”

“It makes me feel freer. Like I’m not V from BTS. Like I’m just a boy who loves his girl.”

Hobi nodded. “You don’t know the incredible amount of places I wish I could fuck Giggles.”

Tae clapped his hands and laughed. “Like that one time at the restaurant. Damn, you disappeared for half an hour.”

Hoseok stood up to discard his container, then sat down again. In the meantime he reminisced. How Giggles had smiled mysteriously at him, holding his hand and carefully taking him away from the main scene, into a corridor and then to the restroom. He remembered how she’d palmed him heavily, how he’d cum in her mouth after five minutes of her devoted ministrations. He remembered how Giggles had fingered herself as she was sucking him, waiting for him to be done so he would crouch down, bunch up her skirt and eat her out until her eyes crossed and her legs quivered, lost in ecstasy.

“Sometimes I wished I could just get lost somewhere like in an alley or drive off in the countryside and get it all loose.” Hoseok huffed quietly as he cleaned after his meal, grabbing an half empty tube of ice cream and setting it on the table, again sitting beside Tae. “Make her take off her panties while we’re out for dinner. Do her against the mirror in the elevator.”

“The one back at the dorms...” Tae arched an eyebrow, nodding knowingly.

“Yeah. Or like… Go to a club and just finger her on the dancefloor. Or in a dark nook.” His eyes crinkled shut.

“I get it. People knowing you sucks sometimes. Lace and I wanted to go to one of those... dungeons? Or maybe like an adult club. One of those places where you can perform in front of a crowd. Try some real exhibitionism. And some serious bondage.” Taehyung finished his own meal, discarding the finished cups and plates and grabbing a spoon to share the ice cream.

“Like, shibari?” Hobi asked, making eye contact with his friend.

“Yeah, why not.” Tae shrugged. “Lace would be interested. We’ve done mild things before and she enjoyed, but those are things you need to learn with an expert and just thinking of all the things that could go wrong makes me shiver.” He took a big mouthful of ice cream, almost freezing his brain in the process.

“I took an online course. Kinda fun.” Hoseok smiled and turned a bit shy. “Giggles was ecstatic. We learned some extra knots together, from a book our teacher recommended. She’s a keen student. Very dedicated.” He exploded in bubbly laughter.

“Would you let her tie you up?” Tea asked.

“I don’t know if she wants to, but I would let her.” Hobi blushed. “I wouldn’t mind. She’s talented. And disciplined. Very careful and diligent. I know I would be in good hands. What about you?”

“I’ve already let Lace tie me up.” Taehyung was absolutely confident, his voice neutral. “I enjoy letting her manhandle me every now and then.” He shrugged again, blowing his cheeks and rubbing at his chin. “She can do that. Honestly, she did take some lessons and taught me a few things. We explore a lot together.” At this, his eyes moved to the floor, a bit flustered. Lace knew his body like no one else in the world. He had spent years living in it and getting to know it, but his girlfriend had put body and soul into exploring him, memorising every small tell, every little quirk and sweet spot. Lace had unravelled him in a couple weeks, studying his anatomy with a maniacal precision. And when he allowed her to take control of him, her knowledge showed. Her fingers could draw endless pleasure, keeping him on his toes for hours and then making him explode like fireworks. But the most important thing was the way she had learned to soothe him, to care after him, her affection like balm to his bitter moods and darkest nights.

“Glad for you.” Hoseok gave him a pat on the shoulder, drawing him in for a hug.

Taehyung was getting ready to leave. “I got to talk to Namjoon. He’s giving me feedback on some lines in English. By the way, have you heard of him and Vixen?”

“What?”

“Had a fight. He’s hell-bent on making it up to her.” Tae scrunched his nose. “Guk sorta walked in on them in the studio the other day. I don’t know if they made up.”

Hoseok pouted. “Joon temper’s sucks. Boy got some pent up pressure and he’s gonna blow a fuse someday or other. Plus Vixen’s no saint.”

“She holds him accountable for his bullshit. Takes good care of him. Plus, man, she’s a keeper.”

“Truly.” Hobi thought back to the sparks between her and Namjoon everytime they’re together. If that wasn’t love, then he didn’t know what it could ever be. Probably it was the way Giggles searched for his hand when she was afraid, the way she always looked at him when she found something funny, or that small breath she held every time he said her name. Or even the way he needed to bury his nose in her neck when he needed to rest. How he always put his hand on the small of her back when he needed her at his side, when he looked for support and protection.

Taehyung already had his hand on the handle of the kitchen’s door when Hoseok stopped him. “How do you store your… stuff, with Lace?”

“You mean what? Toys? Porn? Pics?”

The older huffed. God, he’s really shameless. “Your vids?”

Taehyung’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh. That stuff. I assume you’re not hiding it from her?”

“I was thinking of shooting something. I need safe storage.” Hoseok rubbed at his forehead, crossing his arms.

“Avoid phones. Worst thing. Get yourself a good camera and a decent memory card. Like 72GB. Keep all the stuff in the memory card or pen drive. Lace and I have it in our bedside table. Never keep stuff on the phone or in cloud.” He pointed a finger towards Hoseok for emphasis. “I would recommend an action camera, which is practical like a phone but safer. But if you do use a phone, no connection, no wifi, nothing. Just a phone used like a good ol' camera. Move all the stuff away as soon as you’re done.”

“Yeah, that was sort of a given..” Hobi nodded. “So, a camera? Suggestions?”

“Depends? Handheld or tripod?” Taehyung asked, checking his phone.

“You know me. Hands on my girl, and I like shifting a lot.”

“Tripod. Definitely. I’ll send you some links for reference tonight. Enjoy.”

[nataliedanovelist]

GF - Two and a Half Men

Summary: Shermie leaves his son with his twin brothers, fully trusting them to take good care of the baby for an afternoon. What a terrible mistake.

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It was Spring Break, a glorious and yet hectic time in Glass Shard Beach. No one wanted to go to that trashy shoreline for a vacation when compared to the nicer beaches along the Atlantic, but lower-middle class families and broke college students settled and still had a good time for a cheaper price. The weather cooperated perfectly and Ford had worked so hard on his Science Fair project that he could afford to take a break while they were out of school, so today he and Stan were babysitting.

Shermie counted off the list of things for his brothers to remember while Stan held the baby. “Now remember, he needs to take a nap after he eats or he’ll be fussy later, he likes cereal the best and he can snack on that if he wants, but he needs to eat his peas or carrots for lunch, or a little bit of both. Also make sure he drinks his milk and for Moses’ sake, if he makes a mess, please wash him! Now, whatever you do, don’t lose Ottie! Last time we lost him Alex screamed for hours on end, I had to get a new one, so just keep an eye on him, and…”

“Shermie, can you relax? Geez.” Stan rolled his eyes, bouncing his nephew. “We’ve got this. We can handle the little guy for the day.” “I know you can, I just want to make it as easy for you as possible.” Shermie shrugged off the baby bag and held it out to Ford. He took it and immediately sunk to the floor with it. “Sweet Lord, Sherman, what did you put in here?” Ford groaned as he hoisted the bag on his shoulder. “Rocks?” “Everything Alex needs.” Shermie answered and patted the full-stroller that was by the door. “Clothes, diapers, wipes, breast milk, formula, bottles, blankets, toys, Ottie, sunglasses…” “Why in the world would he need sunglasses?” “For his eyes, Stanford!” Shermie defended. “Great, this is perfect, we’ll be fine!” Stan said cheerfully and grinned like a salesman. Shermie checked his pocket watch and winced. “Shoot, gotta go! I’ll be back later tonight to pick him up.” Shermie bent his knees and little and tickled under Alex’s chin and cooed, making the baby laugh and grab his finger. “Alright, Lil’Lex, love you, sport.” And Shermie kissed his tiny hand and headed to the door. “Oh, and guys,” His eyes darkened and the twins felt shivers go down their spines. “If anything happens to my son, I will never forgive or trust you again… Bye, have fun!” And Shermie was gone. Stan sighed with relief. “Finally! Now that Stuck-Up’s gone, the real fun begins!” He lifted his nephew above his head and asked in a wittle-baby voice, “Who’s ready to be the best chick-magnet in the world? You are, yes you are, you little stud!” “I’m not sure if that’s a good idea.” Ford said cautiously as Stan put the baby on his hip and bounced him as he was getting a little bit fussy. “Hey, you’re the one who admitted to needing help with girls.” Stan said and reached into the stroller for the stuffed otter. He gave it to Alex, who cheered up and hugged the toy, and then said, “Trust me, girls love babies! They’ll see us taking good care of little guy here and bam! You have your pockets full of phone numbers! Now go put on your trunks!” Ford was uneasy about taking Alex out to the beach and trying to talk to girls, but he ultimately decided that it would be fun to take their nephew out and let him play (and it might help to find a new girl for Stan since Carla dumped him), so he did as he was told and changed and then watched Alex while Stan changed. About an hour later, Stan was holding Alex by his hip with a towel over his opposite shoulder and Ford walked next to him with that torturous baby-bag. The stroller had no chance in the sand, so they left it home and decided that if the beach didn’t work a walk around the park certainly would. Stan happily strode around topless in his red swimming trunks while Ford wore a white t-shirt with his blue trunks. Alex wore a white t-shirt, too, as well as little baby-trunks with ducks on it, and he threw down his little green sunglasses every time Ford put them on him. Stan laughed and said, “Squirt’s got good taste already.” Ford sighed and pocketed the sunglasses in the bag, hoping the baby wouldn’t become blind and Shermie wouldn’t be mad. “Are you sure this is a good idea, Stanley? What if he gets into some glass, or goes into the water, or is stepped on…” “Sixer, you’re somehow worse than Sherm.” Stan lightly punched his shoulder. “Relax, we all deserve to have some fun. Alex doesn’t live by the beach; he won’t get to grow up like we did, playin’ here every day. Let him enjoy it with the best uncles in the world.” He threw the towel down on the sand and sat Alex down while making rocket-ship noises. Ford smiled and said, “Alright, but he really should put on sunscreen.” And he pulled out a bottle and lathered up Alex’s soft skin. The baby giggled and blew raspberries while Ford rubbed his arms and legs and face. The six-fingered teenager used his birth-defect for great evil and tickled the ribs and little baby-fat as he applied the sunscreen and smiled at the beautiful laughter his nephew made. Stan smiled at his brother, glad to see him coming around a little bit more when it came to kids, and he ruffled the little brown fluff on Alex’s head for being a good sport; he can remember throwing a fit at the idea of sunscreen when he was a toddler, meanwhile Ford would hold his breath and pray the chore would be done quickly. “Aw, how cute.” A girl in a light-purple bathing suit suddenly cooed as her long brown hair fell by her shoulder when she bent down to get a better look at the baby. “What’s his name?” Ford could feel his face getting very hot, despite the admirer standing in front of the sun. “This is our nephew, Alex.” “Aw, you two are great uncles.” She complimented sincerely and wiggled her fingers at the baby in greeting. She glanced up, saw her boyfriend waving at her, and she told the three boys to have a good day as she jogged across the beach. Stan gave out a low whistle. “Hot tamales, this kid’s gonna score us with some gorgeous babes.” “Stanley,” Ford chuckled as he shook his head and he reached into the baby-bag for his book, but Stan snatched it from his hands. “Hey!” “Nu huh, Sixer. No nerd stuff.” Stan put the book back in the bag and laid down on his back to soak in some sun. He shielded his eyes with a pair of sunglasses and said, “If you’re so bored play with Alex. Ooph!” Alex had climbed up on Stan’s chest and sat right on his ribs, not that the six-month-old was very heavy. Stan lifted his sunglasses to his forehead and smiled at the baby. “C’mon, squirt, I’m tryin’ to get a good tan here.” “No, Stan, no naps.” Ford mimicked his brother from earlier and stood up. “Why not let him try the sea and splash in some water?” “Good idea.” Stan picked up Alex and left their stuff on the towel and walked to the shoreline. Alex looked down at the waves that gently crashed on the shore. They rolled close to the sand and splashed peacefully. Stan helped Alex stand by holding him by his hands and Ford sat on his knees just where the water touched the sand at max. The baby awed at the splashing water and wiggled with chills when the water touched his little feet, but then laughed with delight over the new experience. Stan then sat Alex down next to Ford to sit and he wiggled his arms up and down as he squealed with joy. Here, the sand was squishy and fun to grab and the water was going away and coming back, like magic. Stan laughed as Alex shoved a fistful of sand into his mouth and Ford scrambled to help the little guy spit it out. Alex didn’t cry, merely confused as to why something so pretty tasted so bad, but the uncles were too distracted by Alex’s sand-eating that they didn’t notice a bigger wave coming. It wasn’t dangerous, but it did splash Alex on the face and spooked him and made him fall backward and cry over being overwhelmed. “Oh no, oh no,” Ford cooed and picked Alex up as he stood up. “Perhaps snack time would be more efficient with real food and away from the sea water.” “I think Shermie packed some peas and carrots to give him.” Stan said as they went back to the towel. He rummaged a bit and found two containers of food, a baggie of cereal, and a small spoon. Ford sat Alex in his lap so he could use his uncle as a highchair and Stan opened the mushed-up peas. “Alright, lunchtime squirt, open up.” Alex, however, turned away at the spoon filled with food and put his lip out. “Oh, what, you’re too good for my peas?” Stan asked and tried again, but Alex dodged the spoon and scowled. “Oh, come on, ‘Lex. Work with me.” “Maybe a snack or milk first?” Ford suggested. “Nah, he’s just being picky.” Stan reasoned. “Look, Alex, Uncle Stan loves ‘em, look.” He put the spoon into his mouth and thought he might vomit. His face turned as green as the mashed-up peas and he spat the disgusting food back into the container. “Who in God’s name would feed that to babies?!” He yelled in horror and hurled the food into the sea. “Stanley!” Ford scolded, trying not to laugh but he was snickering all the while. “That was awful!” Stan shouted and coughed and gagged. “No way I’m feeding that to my nephew.” Ford sighed with a smile on his face and said down to the baby, “Good rule, always make Uncle Stan test it first.” “Whatever, he can have his cereal instead.” Stan plunged a hand back into the bag and pulled out a bottle of milk. “Here, kid, something to wash down the sand with.” Alex happily accepted the bottle and even held it himself. His uncles smiled, and one of them finally noticed the giggling happening a few feet away. Stan saw four cute girls sitting at a picnic awhile away, probably in college. They were giggling at them and awing at the baby. Stan smiled and tossed them a wink. The girls giggled again and stood. “And now to reap from the benefits of babysitting, Sixer.” Stan whispered. “Keep it cool.” “What?” And Ford finally noticed the four girls. One with flaming red hair and a yellow bathing suit sat on her knees next to Ford and cooed, “Aw, how adorable! He’s very cute.” “Um, thank you.” Ford said, his face turning red. “I would have also accepted ‘handsome’ and ‘extremely cute’.” Stan stared at amazement that his brother came up with that on his own and grinned proudly. The girls laughed with him, a lovely change from at him, and the girl with tanned skin and black hair said, “Oh my gosh, you’re so funny! Is he a cousin or something?” “Our nephew, Alex.” Ford informed the girls as the one with tanned skin sat with her knees by her chest in front of the baby for a good look at him. “Wow, you two are so good with him.” A blonde girl with blue eyes sighed admirably and smiled at Stan. “Yup, he’s our little buddy.” Stan said smugly. “Just making sure he has a good time.” “Aw, well you guys have fun!” And the blonde girls squeezed Stan’s shoulder and the red-head waved at Ford with a cute wink as they resumed their picnic. “That was the longest a girl didn’t talk to me out of pity.” Ford said breathlessly. “We should totally take him to the park and catch more babes there.” Stan advised as he took Alex’s bottle to make sure he didn’t drink too much at once. “Or we could just take him just to spend some quality time with our nephew.” “Yeah, that too I guess.” Ford snorted with laughter and noticed Alex’s yawn. Apparently the excitement of a new place and the soothing crashing of the waves, mixed with the warm sun, was making him sleepy. Ford laid Alex down on the towel on his belly, Stan gave him Ottie the otter, and Alex soon fell asleep. Ford opened his book to read while Stan laid and sunbathed for a bit. A few minutes passed and Stan rolled on his front to tan his back. While on his front, Stan rubbed Alex’s back and kinda got lost in thought over his nephew, the warm sun making his brain melt into mush and all seemed too right in the world to care. Ford was invested in his book, enjoying the story about stupid jewelry or whatever, but then Stan’s eyes looked past his twin and saw some very pretty girl in a bikini, lying on a blanket with a magazine and a nice sunhat on, her freckled body covered by a black bathing suit and her eyes right at him. Her lips were naturally red and lush, biting her bottom lip as she gave Stan this look that made him a sucker. She waved at him and Stan grinned excitedly and hurried to go talk to the pretty woman. A few moments after Stan left, Alex woke up. He blinked his tired eyes and looked around. His brown eyes landed on a seagull and he smiled at the birdie. Alex grabbed Ottie by one of his little paws and slowly crawled off the towel. He started to get the hang of the new trick and crawled faster towards the birdie, but it soon flew away and went back down farther away from the ocean and closer to the town. Alex followed it as he giggled and he was off. Stan soon walked back to the blanket with a phone number in his hand and he twindled it between his fingers. He smiled down at the towel to tell Ford the good news, but his blood ran cold. “Sixer?” “Hm?” “Where’s Alex?” “He’s right…” Ford put his hand down right where he believed Alex to be sleeping, but he touched nothing but towel. His heart skipped a beat and he snapped his book closed and scurried around the towel, even lifting it off the sand in case the baby was somehow under it. “Alex? Alex?!” “What did you do?!” Stan yelled. “You left us?!” “You were with him!” “You couldn’t tell m- This won’t help us find him!” Ford shook his head and tried to control his mounting anxiety. “He couldn’t have gotten far… I didn’t even know he was crawling yet!” “Aw, man. His first crawl and we missed it?” “STANLEY!” “Right, right!” Stan looked around and gasped with horror. “What if he went into the water?! I’M COMIN’, ALEX! UNCLE STAN’S COMIN’!” He ran into the water and looked around, even diving into the deeper parts and checking where the tide was drifting in a different direction. Ford was shaking, but he then looked down at the sand and noticed small hand prints and a disturbance in the sand. He sighed with relief that Alex hadn’t drowned and ran up to his twin, who was now waist-deep in salt-water and panicking. “ALEX! ALEX!” “Stanley, there’s a trail we can follow! I think Alex went into town!” Ford called from the shoreline and Stan splashed to him and ran back to the towel with him, gathered their stuff, and ran off of the sand. The terrified young men looked around on the sidewalk, but saw no sign of their baby nephew. “Okay, if we were Alex, where would we go?” Stan huffed. Ford held his chin and tried to think through his fear. “Babies are generally attracted to colors and sounds… perhaps something caught his eye and curiosity got the best of him…” “There!” Stan bolted down the sidewalk and Ford followed him with the baby-bag on his shoulder. On the corner and lying helplessly was the stuffed otter. Stan picked it up with trembling hands. “Okay… now all we need is a dog! To track Alex!” “Stanley, be serious!” “I am, Stanford!” Stan snapped back at him. “If anything happens to that kid I’m gonna kill everyone in this stupid town and then myself! I can’t lose Alex!” “We won’t, we’ll find him.” Ford said, his voice quivering with fear. “How many mysteries have we solved together? How many missing objects and people have we found? We just have to put our heads together and think of a plan. Again, he has only learned to crawl today. He couldn’t have gotten far. Let’s go down this road and keep searching.” ~~~~~~~~~~ Thistle strung his ukulele beautifully, picking notes and finding his tune. Just as he thought he had one, his girlfriend jumped in and sang along. “I don’t need gold, I don’t need silver, I just need you here. I don’t need fame, I don’t need glory, I just need you near. All of my ambitions have gone away, for I’m complete with you.” Carla sang as a soft breeze flew by her long brown hair. Thistle smiled as they both sat on the front steps of Carla’s townhouse in a small neighborhood by the beach. “Not bad, not bad. Pure poetry, my flower.” Carla blushed and shrugged. She listened to Thistle playing solo for a bit, the soft instrument filling the air, and her mood was improved to hear a baby’s giggling. She opened her eyes and looked around, expecting a stroller with passerby, but a lone baby sitting on the sidewalk. Carla gasped and hurried over to the baby, on one knee and looking around for anyone who might be with the little guy. “Hello? Anyone?” Carla called and then scooped up the baby. “Oh, you poor little thing. C’mere, I know.” She cooed and held him by her shoulder and rubbed his back. The baby seemed okay and unafraid. Whoever was looking after him must be close by. Carla carried the baby back to the step and Thistle looked at the little human with sympathy. “Aw, you think he was abandoned?” “No, he’s wearing a bathing suit, see? I think some tourists were distracted and this rascal left his parents, didn’t you?” She cooed and tickled the baby’s ribs. The baby laughed and Carla got a good look at the baby. Something… seemed familiar to her. Maybe it was because she wasn’t around a lot of babies, but this baby reminded her a lot of her ex’s newborn nephew. “Wait a minute…” Carla had only met Alex one time. The day he came home, Stan called her and caught her up on everything. He was kinda cute, all excited and a big lug around the little baby, and he invited her over a few days later and she got to hold Alex. He was amazing and Carla missed him, almost as much as she missed Stan. “I know you, don’t I?” Carla asked, bewildered, but the more she looked at the baby, the more familiar he looked. “Alex?” He only grinned and grabbed her hair to play with it. Carla gave in, wincing a little but she smiled and hugged the baby. “I’ve missed you, too.” “You know him?” Thistle asked suspiciously. “Yeah, he’s Stan’s nephew.” “Oh.” Thistle said darkly and his face hardened. “Trust that idiot to lose a kid.” “Oh, c’mon, that’s not fair.” Carla scolded lightly. “If this little guy is anything like the rest of his family he’s impossible to keep track of.” And she tickled Alex’s ribs, making him laugh. “I’m sure he’ll be around in no time. He’s probably tearing up the whole town for him.” Thistle only rolled her eyes and strung a few cords. ~~~~~~~~~~ Stan and Ford walked into a toy store, in case Alex somehow crawled into it for the brightly colored toys in the window. With no luck in finding him there, they went down the road and called his name cautiously; they wanted the baby to hear them but not any adults who might catch on what had happened. Alex was a smart kid and seemed to know his name by now, so if he heard them he might crawl to them, right? They entered the bakery and found it empty apart from a sleeping teenager at the counter. They even checked behind alleys and underneath parked cars. The more locations they tried and failed at, the higher their nerves got. At one point, Ford even puked into a neighborhood trash can (but that may have also been due to the pile of rotting fish outside the hatchery) and Stan was losing his mind, every sound making his heart pick up speed and his rain making him think it might be Alex or something about to take Alex. A few minutes into their search and they had wandered away from the shops and stores to an area filled with apartments and townhouses. Stan was too distracted to notice this was Carla’s neighborhood, calling his nephew’s name and praying something positive would happen. At long last, they turned a corner where music was playing, vaguely guessing Alex was attracted to the sounds, and they saw Alex in Carla’s lap as she sang along to her new boyfriend’s music. But Stan didn’t give a rat’s ass about any of that; Alex was safe. “ALEX!” The twins screamed and ran to him. Carla smiled and held up the baby. Alex was wiggling and giggling, his chubby arms outstretched for his uncles and happy to see them again. Stan scooped him up and held him tightly and close to his heart, rubbing his back and trying to control himself, but composure be damned. His kid was safe. “Alex! Thank Moses, you’re okay! Don’t you ever scare me like that again, squirt!” Ford rubbed the baby’s back as he clanged onto Stan’s chest and giggled at the extra affection. “Alexander Jackson Pines, I’m so sorry. I should have watched you more closely. I can’t believe I put something as meaningless as knowledge before my own nephew.” “Don’t blame yourself, Poindexter, that’s what I get for…” Stan stopped to find a pair of eyes on him. The entire time, Carla was smiling at the two teenagers and the baby. Ford followed Stan’s eyes and narrowed them at Carla, meanwhile Stan just stared, not a trace of anger on his face. “Um… hey.” “Hey,” Carla said softly and stood on the sidewalk with her arms crossed over her chest loosely. “Glad you found him.” “Yeah, and thanks for watching him.” Stan said as he looked at Alex instead and his smile returned. “Great, you got him back,” Thistle said coldly and stood by the door. “C’mon, baby, let’s have lunch.” “You know what,” Carla said firmly and gave her boyfriend a hard look. “Why don’t you go ahead inside? I’ll be right there.” Thistle growled in his throat and went inside. Stan didn’t know how to feel about things being cold between his ex and her new boyfriend. The little green monster in his gut known as Envy was purring with satisfaction, but he wasn’t so sure if he would ever take her back. Okay, maybe he would give it a chance, but he couldn’t imagine it lasting long. Not after Carla’s true colors were shone. Carla turned back to the Pines and kept her eyes on Stan. “Hey, I… I actually wanted to talk to you for awhile.” “Oh yeah?” His voice was calm. It was just too easy to growl or snap or yell at her. Too easy to go through with it. With Ford next to him and Alex in his arms, he didn’t feel like letting Carla have it; he just wanted to go home and take a nap. “Yeah, I… I’m sorry.” Carla said. “I’m sorry for how I left things. I’ll admit it, I shouldn’t have just dumped you out of the blue like that, and I’m sorry. If I could I totally would’ve done things differently.” “Okay, but what exactly are you sorry for?” Stan asked as he raised an eyebrow at her. “Are you sorry you dumped me the way you did, or are you sorry you left me for the hippy?” Carla narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m sorry that I hurt you, Stan, but I’m not sorry we broke up. I think it’s better this way.” “Yeah, you’re right. I don’t need someone in my life who doesn’t know what’s most important. I dunno why I didn’t see it before; we’re both free spirits, Hotpants, but at least I think of the people I care about first.” “Oh, don’t hold yourself all high and mighty!” Carla snapped. “You’re the one who lost a toddler, Stan, not me! And you’re the one who always says ‘if you want something, get it’. I’m sorry that it hurt your feelings, but I’m not sorry that I wanted a better person and I’m not sorry that I left you at all.” “Well, that’s fine by me!” Stan retaliated. “For what it’s worth, I’ll never be sorry I drove hippy-boy’s van into a ravine, but I’ll always be sorry I ever went out with you in the first place!” And he turned around and walked away with Alex in his arms. Ford and Carla looked at each other. Ford opened and closed his mouth a few times like a fish. Carla raised an eyebrow at him mockingly, but then Ford settled on flipping her off with his two-middle fingers and walking away, leaving her red-faced and alone. When Ford caught up to his family, he found Stan holding Alex by his shoulder and rubbing circles into his back. Alex hugged him back, smiling and looking up at his uncle with round eyes. Stan, however, looked like he was doing some deep thinking. “Are you okay?” Ford asked gently. “Yeah, Sixer, m’fine.” Stan said casually. “We’ve got Alex back, he’s safe, let’s just get home.” “Yes, I am grateful to find him safe and sound, but… is there anything you want to talk about?” “To be frank, no. I said everything I needed to say.” Ford smiled and patted his back. “Alright, Knucklehead, whatever you say.” ~~~~~~~~~~ Shermie let himself into the flat above Pines’ Pawns around six o’clock. “Hello? Stan? Ford? Anyone home?” He wandered down the hall and thought he heard snoring as he approached the living room. He peered down at the couch and smiled. Stan was sprawled out over the couch, lying on his back with the baby curled up on his chest and holding onto Stan’s black t-shirt. Sitting on the floor and against the couch was Ford, with a book on his lap and his head back as he slept; apparently he had been reading to them until they all fell asleep. Shermie guessed he could leave them all to sleep a little while longer and so he picked up Pa’s newspaper and read it at the kitchen table.

[aileruaa]

Zetaflash: Ed and Bart undercover and Ed getting jealous please? (like when m'gann and conner pretended to be the terror twins and conner was pouty about icicle jr hitting on her)

me, galaxy braining: what if Ed was jealous of solstice, bart’s canon gf in the comics

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Bart was a popular guy, and it showed.

It may have been a combination of his good genetics and hyperactive personality, but Bart seemed to attract people wherever he went. That friendliness was the very reason he was selected, along with Eduardo and Traci, to go undercover at a high school that Oracle had reason to believe had dormant meta-humans in. The mission was to get to the meta-humans before the Light could, and to guide them to safety before the Light tried kidnapping them. The only problem was, they couldn’t tell who was a meta and who wasn’t in a school that enrolled over 3,000 students.

Bart was chosen to get closer to the students in an attempt to uncover any recent meta-human discoveries. Traci was chosen as the designated magic user so she could upkeep Ed’s glamour charm, and Ed was chosen to teleport them out of the school as an emergency exit should anything drastic happen. The three were instructed to keep up the act as transfer students until they found the source of Oracle’s suspicion. It was easy enough; the mission wasn’t supposed to last more than two weeks and the students were all very friendly and welcoming.

Maybe a little too friendly and welcoming for Ed’s taste.

The bell rang, indicating that the school day was over. Students hurriedly packed up their stuff and grouped up into their friend circles to head home. Ed was no exception. The past week, Bart had gotten exceptionally close to a girl named Kiran Singh, a friendly classmate Bart had recently become close with due to her mentioning instances of manifesting meta-like abilities in the past. It was great- she was sweet to everyone, including Ed and Traci, and hopefully she was who they were looking for. But every minute Bart spent with Kiran, was a minute lost with Ed; and he was, admittedly, feeling a little left behind.

“Hey, you wanna stop by O’Shaughnessy’s on the way back home?” Ed approached Bart casually, putting a hand on his shoulder. He’d spent all of eighth period working up the courage to take the initiative to spend more time with Bart. “I think Traci mentioned wanting to, as well.”

Bart shoved his papers and books haphazardly into his backpack, looking up at Ed apologetically for a brief moment.

“Ah, sorry dude, no can do. I’ve gotta help Kiran at the school library. And, you know, gather some intel while I’m at it. Maybe tomorrow, though?” Bart zipped up his bag and bounced away to meet Kiran at the doorway.

“Oh, uh, okay.“ Ed lowered his hand and watched as Bart put his arm around Kiran in a greeting, chattering away like the extrovert he was. He didn’t know what to call the emotion welling up in his chest, but it sure as Hell wasn’t pleasant.

“I sense a little jealousy,” Traci sing-songed into Ed’s ear. Ed yelped, not expecting Traci to have snuck up on him like that. She squeezed his elbow playfully. “Haha, got you good.”

“Jealousy? What?” Ed scoffed, crossing his arms. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure, that’s what they all say.” Traci smirked, pulling up a chair to sit next to Ed. “But my magical senses are tingling.”

“What do you want, Traci?” Ed slumped in his seat, fidgeting with his lead pencil.

“Woah, woah, what’s with the hostility? Just wanted to update you on the situation.” Traci looked at her nails and grimaced at her cuticles. “Also, I will never get used to your glamour charm appearance. It’s so not you.”

“I don’t think I look all that different. It’s just the hair and darker skin, really.” Ed shrugged.

“Yeah, well, the hair was iconic.” Traci trailed off when she noticed Ed staring at Bart, and she grinned mischievously.

“Kiran’s cute, isn’t she?”

“Well, yeah. I guess.”

Traci looked around to make sure no one was listening in, and leaned in towards Ed. “So Bart says she’s had experiences with glow-y energy beams coming out of her hands at random moments and destroying things around her. Says she’s unable to control it. But the nature of her powers is still pretty ambiguous, we don’t know where it comes from. It could be meta, or it could be magic, we’re not sure yet.”

“Sounds pretty meta-human to me. Now, can we report this and go?” Ed sighed.

“No, there’s definitely more kids with abnormal meta-tendencies than just Kiran. That’s what Oracle said, anyway. We’ve gotta find all of them before the Light does, you know that.” Traci chastised. “Don’t let your personal feelings get in the way of the mission.”

“I’m not!” Ed protested, lowering his voice immediately when his outburst attracted the attention of a few classmates. “Really. It’s just…”

“Aw, Ed. You think you’re so subtle with your feelings, but you’re really not.”

“What?”

“The whole Team knows you and Bart have a thing for each other. It’s, like, the biggest elephant in the room.”

Ed’s ears turned red. “That’s…”

“…Completely true?” Traci finished. “But the thing is, neither of you have the confidence to act on it, so both of you are stuck in this constant limbo of wondering whether or not the other really likes them.”

“Bart likes me?” Ed looked up, genuinely surprised. Traci rolled her eyes.

“God, why are boys so dense? I really don’t get it.” She shook her head. “You, Bart, Tim, even Jaime. It took six months for me to get a confession out of that kid, and even then it was like pulling teeth.”

“Well, it’s too late. He’s clearly interested in Kiran.” Ed sighed.

“What makes you say that? I don’t think it’s too late at all.” Traci perked up.

“Really? Not even after seeing him with her like that?”

“You and I both know Bart’s a super touchy guy. That’s just the way he is. He does that with everyone, you included.”

“Yeah, but-“

“Ed, look, are you gonna listen to me, who clearly knows more about this kinda stuff than you? Or are you gonna keep being all mopey about it?”

Ed pursed his lips. “I’m not being mopey. But fine.”

“That’s what I thought.” Traci smirked, getting up from the seat and stretching.

“Well, I’m gonna head back.” she said, yawning. “Space Trek’s on at 7 and I don’t wanna miss the season premiere.”

“Already? Shouldn’t we investigate a little more?”

“I mean, what can we do? Everyone’s going home. Not much to investigate when your subjects aren’t there.”

“Good point.”

Traci put on her pink cap, slinging her bag over her shoulder. Ed zipped up his backpack as well, packed and ready to leave.

“But hey, let me tell you something good to help you out. Bart always helps Kiran clean the library after school, ‘cause she’s the student librarian. And he usually stays later than her to read some sci-fi series before he leaves. I bet you can get him by himself then, if you catch my drift.”

Nudging Ed knowingly, Traci strolled out of the classroom.

*

5:10 was when Bart would usually pack up his things to leave the library. The school had a surprisingly great, diverse selection of sci-fi novels that he had grown attached to recently, and he was determined to read every single one of them before the mission ended. He couldn’t read at super-speed when Kiran was around as he was still technically undercover.

Kiran had already left thirty minutes earlier due to a family emergency, but Bart lingered behind to finish up a book. It turned out, reading a book slowly was really different from speed-reading it through for the plot; he got a lot more out of the story. He also took the time to text Oracle about what he had discovered about Kiran. She had better control of her powers in the sun, and almost no control of her energy at night. He theorized that her powers came from the sun itself, but there was no way of confirming that unless Kiran expressed interest in researching that herself.

Bart closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and let out a deep sigh. Being undercover was exhausting, and he barely got to spend time with Traci and Ed due to all the sneaky business. His new friends were great, but he’d have to cut off ties with them after the undercover mission ended. He felt exceptionally bad when he was forced to reject Ed’s invitation to his favorite fast-food restaurant, especially since it had been a while since the two even talked outside of the mission.

It was hard to balance his time, and at first he was extremely stoked to be on a mission with Ed- especially because he felt something between them in the past two years. If slow-pining was a sport, they’d be the gold medalists. But he didn’t know if Ed really felt the same way as he did, or if Ed was just that friendly to everyone around him. He thought this mission would be a great way to get closer to Ed, maybe even break the million dollar question himself. If he had known they wouldn’t interact much, if at all, he would have been less enthused.

The door to the library opened, and Bart snapped out of his thoughts, almost falling back on his chair. No one was supposed to be in the library after hours.

“Kiran?” Bart called cautiously. He had to be careful; the Light could have sent a goon to lurk around.

“It’s just me.” Ed came into view, and Bart visibly relaxed.

“Phew. I thought I’d have to fight someone.”

“Well, let’s hope not. Sorry to disappoint.”

“Who said I was disappointed? Hey, take that charm off. No one’ll be the wiser.” Bart suggested. “It’s weird.”

Ed did as he was told, reverting back to his normal appearance. He placed the charm on the table. “That’s the second time I was told that today.”

“What can I say? People like the way you look normally.” Bart smiled. “What’s up? You’re not much of a reader.”

“Just wanted to check up on you. Traci said you’d be here.” Ed replied, sitting down across from Bart.

“Yeah. I already reported to Oracle, but Kiran seems to be having trouble controlling her powers when the sun’s not out. She’s the only one we’ve really found that openly admits that she has something weird going on with her, though.”

“That’s interesting. Traci and I have come up cold so far, so here’s to hoping we find more.”

“For sure. Hey, come to think of it, this is the first time we’ve really talked to each other since the mission started, huh? Besides the occasional hi in the hallway.”

“Tell me about it.” Ed looked down at his hands. “I mean, you’ve been busy with Kiran since day one, so I can’t blame you.”

Bart tilted his head slightly, noticing a dip in Ed’s tone. “You okay?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“You sure? ‘Cause you don’t sound okay.”

“I’m fine. Anyway, how is she?” Ed changed the subject. “Kiran, I mean.”

“Oh, she’s crash. Super open about her powers. Really smart, too, especially when it comes to physics. She’s the only other person in class who understands the concept of photons.”

“Well, it is a hard concept.” Ed’s voice dropped. Each time Bart dropped a compliment about Kiran, Ed’s heart sank a little more.

“There it is again!” Bart leaned forward, examining Ed’s facial expression. “You don’t sound happy about it.

“What are you talking about?”

“Are you…jealous?” Bart couldn’t stop himself from smiling.

Ed frowned.

“Ha, I see what’s happening here. I mean, I know I’ve been spending a lot of time with her, but she’s just a friend! You know you and me are closer than that. You don’t have to be jealous, you know we’re way better buddies than that.”

“Not as a friend,” Ed muttered, embarrassed as soon as the words left his mouth.

“Huh?”

“I’m not jealous as a friend.” Ed slumped back in his chair, avoiding Bart’s gaze. His face was beginning to warm up; it was too late to backtrack now. “If you…catch my drift.”

Bart’s eyes widened, and he felt his ears start to get red. He sat back down- he did catch his drift.

“O-oh.”

Ed groaned, burying his hands in his face. “This isn’t how I wanted this to go at all. I don’t wanna confess in a school library of all places, just ‘cause I’m jealous of a girl who’s been nothing but nice to us.”

Bart was full-on blushing at that point, and the speedster was, for once, at a loss for words. The confession was as clear as day, even if it wasn’t the way Ed intended it to be, and he had put all his cards on the table. The sun was filtering nicely through the big windows behind Bart, casting a golden ray on Ed’s figure. Just great- he saw Ed as even more attractive guy than he usually did.

Ed got up and put his glamour charm back on, turning on his heel. He couldn’t stay one more second in the excruciating silence, not when his heart was threatening to beat straight out of his chest cavity.

“I-I’ll see you at the Tower tonight then,” he said as he walked out of the library, not bothering to wait for any confirmation. The blush on Bart’s face said it all.

“Yeah.”

As Ed left briskly, it was Bart’s turn to bury his face in his hands. He was happy, sure, ecstatic even, that his feelings were returned- but he had no idea how he was supposed to even look at Ed after he dropped such a huge bomb on him out of the blue.

[milqo]

i posted this on twitter but thought u guys would like to see this too!! here’s (a lot of) ellie/dina headcanons!!

dina’s taller than ellie when they first meet, but that slowly changes as they get older. ellie just strikes me as a very, very late bloomer

dina is slow to anger & ice cold when she's actually mad/upset. ellie is a lot quicker than dina to grow a real temper & doesn't need many reasons to SNAP

dina's got no fucks to give and sleeps with her feet poking out of the blanket. also, she's a snuggler. 

i think dina has a family of some kind. they like ellie.

joel is a bit...... iffy about dina. he likes her. he doesn't like some of the shit she does. your typical "you're a bad influence on my kid" dad who's completely unaware how much of a bad influence their kid are by themselves.

dina really grows on him after some time, though. he cares about her a lot. he even tries to play matchmaker one time. + he invites her for dinner, checks on her before patrol, etc.

dina will shiver ONCE and ellie will already be removing her jacket to shield her from the cold

dina is the kind of girlfriend that constantly seeks physical contact & she steals so so so many kisses at the most unexpected moments.. she's smug about ellie being So Into Her

i think i mentioned this before but dina LOVES being seen by ellie. and it's extremely easy to get ellie's attention. this is good, because she'd jump off a cliff to impress her.

dina is always touching ellie. she just.. she just stands there, holding her hand or touching her back, leaning her head on her shoulder.. even before their relationship reaches that "more than friends less than lovers" line.

by the way, that drives ellie crazy. the physical closeness, her laughing at all her jokes, her staring into her soul, the times when dina turns all silent & quiet.. she has to control herself so bad to not touch, to not do anything that would scare her away

dina is a bit of a troublemaker (shes just out there doing stupid shit teenagers do) & ellie is a Very Willing participant of whatever antic she's up to

also i'm writing a little something about this but. the sight of dina playing her guitar rly does something to ellie she LOVES it

their borrow each other's clothes so often they don't know which clothes belong to who anymore

like, they wear the same size. dina will wear pretty much anything she can get her hands on, while ellie has a Style to keep and is all about hoodies & flannels.

"we're dating." "hold on... i thought you two started dating each other seven months ago?" 

dina's a little bit better than ellie at cooking but not by much. they prefer joel's cooking.

ellie will eat anything dina cooks for her, even when it tastes like sand and it's burnt underneath. she jokes about dina trying to poison her or smth like that, but she's really grateful & makes sure to let her know

adding to that.. dina is a doting gf. shes like. heres a cup of cold water on a hot day. dont get caught in the rain. have u eaten smth today. n she does all that in a rly playful, joking manner. like she's not serious about it at all, but she really does care.

she brings her homemade food when ellie's on watch duty.

btw, tommy is super supportive of ellie & is the first to find out about her crush on dina !! he elbows her when dina passes by & gets this annoying grin on his face when ellie stares at her too much

llie's not very verbal when it comes to showing how much she cares for dina. she likes doing things for her. things that make her life easier, like cleaning her gun, repairing a broken door handle and bringing her some food joel made. 

their love language is very different but they make it work somehow. ellie loves her in the way dina likes to be loved and vice-versa.

dina does different voices for each character when she & ellie are reading together. she's TERRIBLE at it. ellie thinks it's adorable.

dina is Really Good at hiding her anxiety and she's not as confident as she may seem. she gets into this.... extra conversational mode + nervously laughs when she's not doing well. ellie doesn't buy into her shit.

after a day of manual labor and/or when ellie gets bruises (and she bruises rly easily), dina will rub cream over her skin & massage her back.. she's spoiled.

when it gets to the point where dina spends so much time in ellie's (and joel's) house she might as well move in, chaos reigns for a time.. they're both messy people n it drives joel nuts. ellie argues she "can't find anything" when her room is organized.

dina is a big baby in the rare occasions she gets sick. she hates being stuck in her house for too long & she makes sure to remind ellie just how much she hates it by being dramatic As Fuck

when someone stares at dina too much & is clearly interested on what they see, ellie makes sure to slip a hand around her waist and bring her closer.. you know. just to make a point.

dina got into a cat fight with kat ONCE like.. years before she even got together with ellie & she's still bitter abt it.

if someone were to tell dina she's jealous she would say she's NOT, but.... mm [doubt]. she gets extra clingy & passionate when she's jealous.

one time dina & jesse fought over the amount of attention she gave to ellie and how physically affectionate she was with her (especially when she was drunk, but not necessarily so)

when ellie goes on patrol without dina she's on the lookout for anything that could serve as a gift for her,, dina's favorite outfit is a dress + stockings ellie found !!

dina brings her flannels because she knows ellie loves them. she also brings her Hideous underwear because she knows ellie hates them.

dina's just easier to please. in more ways than one.

when dina tells ellie she lost Yet Another Hairtie she borrowed from her ellie's like: just you wait till i fucking Snap

some moments where ellie flew into a gay panic: 1) when dina sat on her lap for the first (and all the subsequent times) 2) when they went swimming & dina legit wore a swimsuit 3) when they played strip poker

[szopenhauer]

Did the last person you kissed celebrate your last birthday with you? no

Who is the person you would least like to be stuck in a lift with? Why? smelly drunk puking rapist murderer - do I really have to explain? If your parents looked in your inbox and read your messages, would they find out anything you didn’t want them to know? my sexts Have you cried at all during the past week? ... When was the last time you felt disappointed? What was the reason? now, no comment Who was the last person you had an argument with? how would you feel if that person never spoke to you again? both good and bad

Do you like forks with three metal pokers, or four? I don’t care Would you ever wear a hat with cat ears on it? I already do 

Have you ever eating raw sugar by itself? when I was a kid I was stealing it from my grandma’s sugar-bowl  Do you paint your left or right hand fingernails first? I don’t recall but probably left as I’m righty What about for your feet? not that I paint them but whatever What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever done? hmm... Do you think fish are cute? some can be If you found an ant on your food, would you still eat it? doubt it How much do you weigh? 42 kg now

What was the shortest amount of time you’ve known someone before you’ve dated them? but dates or relationship?

Do you have any theatrical experience? If so, what have you done? just school

Don’t you hate it when people talk about their relationships constantly? every subject you talk about constantly is getting on my nerves tbh

Is there anything you need to say to anyone? I don’t know how/what/if I should/want to

If you could have anyone to do your eulogy, who would it be and why? my dad

If given the choice, would you rather go to Subway or a Chinese restaurant? Subway

Do your neighbors annoy you in any way? many ways

Whose car were you in last? I was in a taxi

How late did you stay up last night? I barely slept at all because of cannula/venflon and feeling like I’m choking, also noise and anxiety

What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon? coming home 

Who did you last see in person? mom

When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you? today (my father)

What is on your wrists right now? finally nothing and that feels weird, I constantly want to fix my ID wristband but it’s not there anymore

Where did you get the shirt you’re wearing? second hand - it has an elephant and Perfectly imperfect written on it

Do you like clowns? very

Are you listening to anything at the moment? I am

Do you twitch when your falling asleep? it happens at times but only rarely

Are your dishes in the dishwasher clean or dirty? we don’t own a dishwasher

Are you at home or with friends more often? home and I like it that way

Would you date someone 15 years older than you? noooo

Do you own a strapless bra? nah

How are you feeling at this exact moment? it’s complicated

Are you someone who worries too often? absolutely

Do you ever wonder how other people see you? obvi

What is one good thing you’re known for? How about one bad thing? don’t ask me

Are you taller than most? lmfao 

Are you the type of person who likes to be out or home? take a guess...

Has anyone ever said i love you to you and not meant it? it seems

Do you regret going out with the last person you did? going out as dating or just spending time with somebody outside?

When was the last time you showered? few days ago because I couldn’t move my arm :( 

Who did you last talk to in person? my mother

Do you ever have days where you just don’t do anything? yeah

Have you ever been extremely tired but refused to go to sleep? hahaha

What’s the longest amount of time you’ve been stuck in traffic? not sure

What area of math are you best at? Worst? dunno

How do you feel when you meet someone with the same music taste as you? only Dorota had similar taste in music to mine not counting my current gf’s love towards 80s songs that we share

How often do you “half-ass” things (put little effort in)? often?

Do you ever feel self-conscious when you eat around other people? yes

Has a teacher ever made you hate yourself/your work? sure

What’s something that makes you incredibly nervous? everything?...

If you don’t have glasses, how would you feel if you had to get them? mixed feelings

If you do have glasses, how would you feel if you didn’t need them anymore? -

Have you ever considered going to art school? I have considered and am slightly regretting that I didn’t

How quickly can you write an essay? depends

Favorite episode of Spongebob? it’s not my fav but I remember the one where Spongebob painted the room most (why tho?)

Do you have any silly/odd emotional connections to anything/anyone? would say so

Do you play with your phone in awkward situations? I might

Do u own a rolling pin?: u don’t? :o

What’s your ideal indoor temperature?: never checked 

Does your kitchen have a theme?: ... apparently poop is the theme 

Are u a pack rat?: mhm

What’s the grossest thing u have found in your food?: bug, hair, piece of plastic...

Do u like ice cream sandwiches?: why not

Ever worn a flower in your hair?: for a moment

What surgeries have u had?: none 

What health problems do u have?: what health problems I don’t have?...

Do u like to sleep in?: yasss

Don’t ya just hate foot cramps? who likes those? 

Would you say you have an infectious laugh? not really Shouldn’t you be doing something else right now? omg thx for a reminder :o What is something you worry about often? every single thing Do you walk fast or slow? compared to?... Would you consider yourself healthy? Both mind and body. not at all Does sitting in waiting rooms drive you insane? not as much as majority of people, I can wait for a long time when I see the point and don’t feel the worst, I don’t need much entertainment to not get bored What form of public transport do you use most often? bus Would you consider yourself an adrenaline junkie? the opposite Have you ever been arrested? If so, why? I’m an angel Do you ever put sticky notes around the place to remind yourself of things? I have shitload of notes but they’re not sticky  Would you eat a spider for $50? hell no Would you rather be a kangaroo or a koala? koala Are you easy to talk to? am I? Can you juggle with more than two items? I can’t juggle with one item pfft At airports do you ever worry your luggage won’t arrive? scary but luckily I don’t travel by plane What other windows have you currently got opened? fb, youtube, tumblr drafts, google translator and google searching Who else is in the same building as you? my parents Would you like a penny farthing bicycle? maybe Would you ever consider visiting Ireland? what for? Would you like to visit Venice? no thx Did you ever eat leaves when you were a kid? my sister did Do you have any flags in your house? we occasionally put polish flag on balcony Are there any ‘keep off the grass’ signs where you live? just don’t throw trash on the ground on cemetery Have you ever walked on the grass with such a sign? that’s rude unless you really didn’t notice or had no choice Are you double-jointed? could say so At school which area of science did you prefer: biology/chemistry/physics? definitely not physics Which did you prefer between geography/history? neither Have you ever driven a tractor? didn’t have an opportunity  Does the smell of the countryside bother you? animal shit does Do you drink more water or juice? water 

Sweater weather or tank top weather? Which do you prefer. I like it hot, I hate winter but I enjoy sweaters Is there a cat in the room you’re in right now? stuffed only Do you enjoy going to the movies? prefer to watch movies at home

Are you an animal lover? I admire from afar How tall are you? according to my doctor I lost 2 cm  Is there anything you want to ask anyone right now? God  Are you gay, straight, bi, lesbian, asexual, or not sure? asexual/lesbian Are you more negative or more positive? negative Have you made any life altering decisions lately? I’m deciding

Do you have any songs currently stuck in your head? not atm Have you made a CV? several Where is the last place you applied for a job? (If you have) which was the last one... Are you photogenic? I’m ugly

What are you listening to right now? stopped because family member is asleep What are you going to do tomorrow? shopping if anything

Have you ever been judged on something you wore? been bullied

Think QUICK what word begins with c? clown :D

Are you a funny person? I believe  Be honest, do you go for looks more or personality? personality is more important but I’m picky

Are you a flirty person? a bit

Are you homophobic? I’m homo myself so...

How would you react if someone said you ruined their life? I know I ruin everybody’s lives

If you’re home alone, do you still close/lock the door when you use the bathroom? I don’t lock ‘em even when I’m not alone

What’s the stupidest song you’ve listened to today? nothing stupid

How is your hair currently styled? it’s dirty and after this survey I will wash my head finally

Do you ever stay up late just to be awake oh well...

Would you ever write a letter to someone you haven’t met yet, like your future spouse? I don’t think so

Would you rather spend the day watching movies or on an intense hike? entire day just one thing?!

Are you stressed about anything? always Have you ever stood on a frozen solid body of water? too dangerous for me Are you one of those people who take like, 50 Facebook quizzes at a time? whoops :x What’s on your bed? it’s so clean/empty that it freaks me out Are you texting anyone? no longer

Did your last beverage contain caffeine? it was just water

Did you get any friend requests on Facebook today? did not

What’s your least favourite song by your favourite artist? for example - one of my fav bands - Queen - I dislike Radio Gaga and We will rock you

What’s your best friend’s middle name? no middle name!

Who was the last person to comment on your Facebook status? my partner

If the person you miss turned up at your door now, how would you react? woah wtf

Where were you THREE hours ago? in here

What are you wearing right now? my leggings with colorful heart pattern

Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? parent

Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? I got two shirts and socks 

What day is tomorrow? Friday

Do you remember the first person you ever kissed? we’re together now again

Ever use someone else’s toothbrush? that’s disgusting, don’t!

[calpicowater]

Week 7/53: February 10th - February 16th 2020 | Valentine’s Day 🌹👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Had two dates with Linda this week thanks to Valentine’s Day! We both had to work on the day but by 4:30 we were both off so we met up right after~ and she surprised me at skytrain station with the prettiest bouquet of flowers T^T literally so romantic I’M STILL DJSJKFSJKF!!! The flowers are super pretty too!! THREE SHADES OF ROSES OK!!!! MY GF HAS SUCH GOOD TASTE ❤️❤️❤️!! We went to Metrotown because I had to buy my surprise for her (Uncle Tetsu cheesecake) on the spot LMAO and I had to draw the letters on the spot too LOL. I was panicking so much because right as I was writing I realized that I cannot close the cake box without ruining my writing JHJSFJSF. So I was legit lost in the food court holding a cheesecake for like 3 minutes because I forgot where Linda was waiting for me LMFAO. It was such a fun night!! Thank you bb for the matching rings and beautiful flowers and soooo many yum snacks and the cutest card ever~ So happy! 

For Sundate, we went to Chicko Chicken in Coquitlam and it was SOOOOOOO YUM!!!! We got half buldak and half cheese snow boneless chicken and it was so delicious (especially the buldak flavour) :’( <3 LITERALLY TOP FAV CHICKEN PLACE!!!! SFC???? IDK THEM. COCORU??? IDK THEM EITHER. LMAO. It just sucks it’s so far away (at least it’s not in yeg LOL) and they don’t have public washrooms and also they have super limited seating (legit only three tables jdhsfjksg with a sign that says “max occupancy: 10 people”) LOL. We were so lucky to get a table! The chicken was so yum, have I mentioned that?? LMAO. Anyway it was a really good day because the weather was good and it wasn’t as cold. I really survived with a baseball jacket and a hoodie hehehehe. It was my first time wearing out my suho jacket because I just received it this week and it looks so nice *^* ! My new fav jacket!! I legit ordered this jacket 3 times before the order finally went through LMFAOOOO I’ve been trying to cop this since November ok......... 4 months later and I finally got it HAHHA.

[girlgrouptrash101]

Sunmi - Happiness

Request: “can u do sunmi x idol fem reader where sunmi and her gf barely get to spend time together because of their crazy schedules, fluff pls thx so much.”

Word Count: 1,054 Words

Warnings: Nothing Nsfw really, mostly fluff ahead

A/N: I have so much homework to do oh no

- C

God, you hated this. It was a Saturday night, you were sure everyone you knew was out partying and having a good time, but you were at home. You were wearing your favourite fluffy pyjamas, eating snacks and watching romance movies by yourself.

It was times like these that you missed your girlfriend the most. Sunmi was promoting her latest single and you’d just finished promoting, it was like someone out there was purposely doing everything in their power to make sure you never got a chance to see one another, and you hated it.

You should’ve been spending the night with Sunmi in your arms, catching up and just spending long-awaited time together. But instead, you were by yourself, for what seemed like the hundredth night in a row.

You found yourself slowly drifting off with a half-finished bowl of popcorn still in your lap, some shitty, generic movie barely holding your interest as you gazed at the television with hooded eyes.

Your head snapped up as you heard the sound of a door closing, blinking the sleep out of your eyes as you looked around to see where the noise had come from. Your jaw almost hit the ground as you saw a tired, but happy looking Sunmi standing in your doorway. You leapt off the couch, popcorn flying off your lap as you ran straight into your girlfriend’s arms.

“What the hell are you doing here?” You exclaimed, your head finding its way to her neck.

“I finished up promotions a little early, so I have more time to prepare for the awards shows coming up, I have a couple of days off.” She replied. This news was like Christmas had come early, you couldn’t have asked for anything better.

You could almost feel electricity running through you at the sound of Sunmi giggling against you at your excitement, and you could do nothing but press yourself even closer into your girlfriend’s body, if that was even possible.

You awkwardly walked towards the kitchen with Sunmi still holding on tight, her arms wrapped around your waist, your head buried into her neck.

Sunmi let go, just to lift you up onto the kitchen counter. Her arms came back around you as your legs wrapped around her torso to pull her closer into you. You tilted Sunmi’s head up so you could look into her captivating brown orbs that stared ever so lovingly back up at you.

“I missed you baby.” You said, smiling at your girlfriend when she grinned at your words.

“I missed you so much more, you have no idea.” She replied, to which you just shook your head and replied, “I think I do.”

No more words were exchanged between you two as you leaned down, closing the already small gap between you and pressing your lips against Sunmi’s.

You pulled away after a few seconds, admiring the barefaced beauty that was your girlfriend, and how she was finally back by your side. You just smiled and kissed her again, you could never get enough of the addicting taste of her lips.

Sunmi lifted you so your legs were still around her waist, carrying you towards your coach where she laughed at the sight of the popcorn and sweet wrappers haphazardly discarded across the piece of furniture.

She put you down on the couch, sitting down beside you and stretching out, making the cutest little squeals as she moved, her long limbs being twisted into all kinds of silly formations before she finally stopped, curling up on the couch, resting her head on your shoulder. Your arm instinctively moved to wrap around her, always pulling her closer. You pulled the blanket on the couch over both of you, before hitting play on some random movie on Netflix, not paying too much attention now that your girlfriend was finally black beside you.

After some time, the movie long forgotten, you were on Sunmi’s lap, your hands laced around her neck as you kissed her, neither of you ever wanting to pull away from the kiss for more than a breath of air.

Sunmi’s hands wandered along your back, lower, then up again, as she got lost in the taste of your lips. When you finally pulled back she smiled, your swollen lips still eager for more.

“I love you Y/N, I really do. Thank you for always waiting for me, I promise I’ll always do the same for you.” She whispered, capturing your lips in another kiss.

-

“Y/N! You idiot, stop messing around.” Your girlfriend exclaimed as you ran around the kitchen, accidentally almost knocking a plate over.

It was the morning after you were finally reunited with your girlfriend... And it was an exciting night, to say the least. You two were busy making breakfast, or trying to, but you were both too giddy and happy to really get anything done.

“Hey Y/N, what’s that?” Sunmi said teasingly, brushing your hair back to reveal dark purple marks that Sunmi had enjoyed leaving behind on you last night. You hit her hand away, blushing as she laughed at you.

“Need I remind you that you were one screaming my name last night?” You rebutted as Sunmi was the one telling you to shush now, both of you just getting all giggly again before trying to concentrate on making breakfast.

You ended up with some scrambled eggs, sausages and bacon that just weren’t half bad. You ate it all up and made sure Sunmi did too, filling yourselves up while there were no managers here to tell you to stick to your diets.

After eating you headed straight to the couch, Sunmi following right behind as you held her hand loosely. You picked back up a drama you had been watching the last time you were together, your body nestled into Sunmi’s side. With your fingers interlaced, Sunmi’s other free hand rested on your thigh, goosebumps forming as she started absentmindedly drawing shapes on your skin.

You wished to stay like that forever, leaning over every few minutes to steal kisses from your girlfriend. Neither of you moved for the rest of the day, and you didn’t plan to either.

Food, TV and your beautiful girlfriend in your arms? This was your definition of happiness.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #153

“i may be easy - easy to hate, but you’re so fucking easy, easy to break.”

Do you think age matters in friendship?  Nah.  One of my closest friends is in his 30s.  Now of course I believe a parent should monitor a friendship of a minor and adult, but, I still believe friendship is certainly possible. What was the last essay/assignment you wrote about?  It was only the rough draft, but I helped Colleen with her assessment of "Female" by Keith Urban. When do you usually put your Christmas decorations up?  Usually start in early December. Are you more likely to eat when you’re bored or depressed?  When I'm bored, I'd say.  When I'm depressed, I'm more keen on sleeping.  I've gotten better about not eating when I'm bored, thankfully. Do you have a case/cover for your phone? Describe it.  No, I want one tho. Do you take good care of your skin?  I've been making a decent effort lately.  I HATE the bumps I have on my arms from dry skin, so I've been moisturizing them as well as my face. What was your dream job when you were a kid?  Paleontologist.  I would still pursue it if I wasn't turned off by a career with loads of travel, nor do I think I have the patience to obtain a PhD. Is there any music you listen to that was influenced by your parents?  Oh yeah, Mom especially.  She's all about heavy metal, especially the classics.  Dad too, but I'd say he's more hard rock. Do you use tampons or pads? Or both?  Tampons, pads gross me out afsdjafjw.  I started with them though. Is your internet wireless or do you need a cable?  Wireless. What is something you’re behind the times on?  Ummm idk. Have you ever had a severe allergic reaction?  No. What color are your glasses, if applicable?  Black. List a great $1 store find:  Idk. List a great garage sale find:  *shrugs* Who is one YouTuber you would like to meet?  m a r k Do you have your own website?  I have my own photography one. Do you like candy corn?  Omg demons stay back. Were you happy as a kid?  Yep. What is your favorite Queen song?  If your answer isn't "Bohemian Rhapsody," I don't want you in my life. Who was the last person you blocked on social media? Why?  Colleen, 'cuz I was kicking her out of my life and know that woman too well that she would try sending me a novel of hate, and I wasn't having it.  Turns out she shared our drama over Facebook afterwards to make me the bad guy, and I still have trouble believing I forgave something that petty.  She apologized for it, eh. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?  The old woman my mom had watched.  I knew enough about her to know she was a super sweet woman, so I barely held it together in there.  She died the very next morning. Could you ever be friends with the person who hurt you most in life?  Ha, no.  He doesn't deserve my friendship. You never know what you have until you’ve lost it, true or false?  Nah. What’s the craziest thing you’ve done?  I dunno, possibly something sexual. When was the last time you spoke to someone in a different language?  Back in high school when I was doing a German test over the phone. Have you ever successfully broken a bad habit? How about conquered a fear of something?  Omg, so I had this habit of when I was thinking deeply or nervous, I would pull my eyebrows out.  It got to the point it would sometimes look like I almost had none.  Super embarrassing, especially because I did this a lot in school.  As for a fear, it was never a big one, but going to see Sara broke my mild fear of flying.  I like it now. Have you ever read a whole series of books?  Yes. Are you going to walk at your graduation or just pick your diploma up?   For when I finish college, I'm probably just picking up my diploma. Have you ever tried to break a Guinness World Record?  No. Do you know how to read music?  I recall some notes. Do you own any shirts that have a year on it?  Ha ha, I got that "I was there" shirt for the Back to the Future date. Do you have any scratches on your cell phone?  No. Is your skin tone lighter or darker than your mom’s?  Lighter. Have you ever done another person’s make-up?  I gave Jason a makeover. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  Honestly still hope I have that picture somewhere.  Regardless of what happened, that is damn good memory, he hated it so much. Is anyone saved in your phone under a nickname?  Sara, Ashley, Nicole, and Mom. When, where, and why did a needle last pierce your skin?  'Bout two weeks back to get my tongue pierced. Who is the youngest gay person you know?  Dunno. Have you ever watched an animal being eaten by another animal?  Yeah, our old cats with mice 'n such. Do you get along with people who are especially religious? Why/why not?  If you don't push it on me, certainly.  Respect my theism, I'll respect your whatever. Do you have any interesting pillow cases?  No. Are you more afraid of spiders or bees?  Well, there's too much variety in this question.  I'll fear a wolf spider more than a bumblebee, but a hornet more than daddy long leg. Has your best friend ever seen you naked?  No. Do you get mad when your current bf/gf talks about an ex?  Not at all. Do you know anybody who was abused?  Yes. Would you prefer a baby boy or girl?  If I was to have kids, y'know, I don't know.  Perhaps a girl, but I know boys are generally easier, and feeling the bond between a mother and her son would be amazing.  I'unno. When did you last feel like your privacy was invaded?  I'm not sure. Do your parents volunteer anywhere?  No. If you were a different religion from your current one, what would it be? Why?  Wiccan, because their beliefs (that I know of) are interesting. Have you ever had your phone taken away at school?  No. How old were you the first time you dyed your hair?  Idk.  I think first year of high school; I don't believe dyed hair was allowed in middle. Do you talk the same way you do in person as you do online?  For the most part. How would you react if a doctor told you that you were infertile?  I'd be like, irrationally happy.  I don't want kids, and I have a considerably large fear of being raped and thus get pregnant, so. Do you get along with your best friend’s parents?  Her mom's a bitch, and her dad's... different. Have you ever been in a relationship where you didn’t get along with the person’s parents?  No. How many people of the opposite sex have you said ‘I love you’ to?  One, romantically. Do you put marshmallows in your hot chocolate?  No. What is the best thing you can draw?  Meerkats are like the only thing I can draw decently without a reference. What band did you see for your first concert?  Alice Cooper. Do you think people with legitimate addictions are pathetic, or do you understand them?  Oh fuck off.  I obviously can't "understand" because I've never endured one, but addictions are serious.  Addiction is not a choice, and from meeting so many druggies during my psych hospital visits as well as having a friend who got clean, it's fucking hard. Has anyone you know ever had serious surgery before?  Yeah, Mom had kidney cancer.  The tumor was bigger than the kidney itself. When was the last time you had butterflies?  When Sara was here, we had these few moments where we were just staring at each other smiling and asjdfawjij. Do you think Gatorade tastes refreshing or just gross?  I don't like it. Do you own a pet fish? What kind of fish are they?  No. Do you have a porch swing?  No. How many area codes would you recognize?  My own and childhood town's. Who has the best taste in music in your family?  Besides myself obviously, Mom. What animal did you last pet or hold?  My cat. If you were a different gender, what name would you want to have?  Maybe like.  Dakota.  Probs my favorite unisex name. If you had to have one feature on your body changed to a canine version of said feature, what would you choose?  Gimme dem teefs. What product or service do you find ridiculously overpriced?  Some fast food, QUALITY MAKEUP, gas, uhhhh. How many people, outside of your immediate family, do you know the birthdays of by heart?  Six, or seven if you count my dog.  Maybe forgetting some. Shot of whiskey, or a bottle of Smirnoff?  The latter, I love Smirnoff's. Have you ever been afraid of being underwater?  No. Would you ever scuba dive in shark infested waters if you had the chance? In a cage, sure.  Otherwise, no.  Sharks are very much villainized, but I respect their capabilities, rare as an attack is. Have you ever hit a parked car with your car?  Not yet, boy will I when I learn how to park around others lmao. What band/group have the most lyrics that represent you? Hmmm, not sure. How many times have you been on a plane?  Four times that I remember, but I was on one as a baby, too. What do you wish were different about your hair?  I wish it was eASIER TO DYE- What’s a personality type that you do not like? Overly talkative is draining for me.  I also dislike the kinds of people who aim to make every "conversation" almost exclusively about themselves/leave no room for you to really express your own thoughts.  That's not a convo. What’s a personality type that you do like? Deep thinkers.  Those open to many possibilities, even if wild.  Nature-adoring people and/or ones who feel heavily connected to the earth. Which of your friends is the least like you and in what way? Colleen.  My best friend somehow, ha ha.  She's extremely straightforward and isn't afraid to hurt feelings if she feels it's important for you to see truth, she gets shit done quick/doesn't procrastinate, she can be quite argumentative, she's completely independent, our religious and some political views are different, our music taste is totally inverted, and I'm sure there's more I'm forgetting.  We're a prime example of opposites attract.  Love her to death. How about the most like you and in what way? Sara, and I could write a novel here lmao.  Separated at birth kinda shit. What’s something you do daily and is this a habit of yours? Sit on the computer, and yeeaah it's just about all I do. What was the last thing to frustrate you and is it still frustrating you now?  Hm.  Dunno.  Probably something like Roman being so intent on lying on the keyboard. What helps you fall asleep? Nothing lol. Is there any type of medicine you can’t take? For what reason?  Anti-depressants.  Learned from my current psychiatrist that taking them only amps up bipolarity symptoms if you have that as well, which I do. Do you like designer bags with the logo stamped all over them?  No. Is Russian or Native American history more interesting to you?  Native American. If you had to choose to have a different accent than the one you have now, what accent would you choose and why?  British, 'cuz it's hot. Have you ever missed a flight?  Omg yes.  O'Hare after visiting Sara was absolutely impossible.  It was so.  Busy.  That and I didn't know what I was doing through half of it. If your ex suddenly kissed you right now, what would you do?  "The" ex would lose his balls, the others I'd push back. Are you a virgin?  P sure no but my story is complicated so aojsdfaow. What is one feature that you don’t like?  I'm guessing you mean on myself personally, and that would easily be weight.  I'd be relatively fine with myself if that was where I want it to be. What’s the genre of the current song you’re listening to?  Metal ballad. What would you do if you were stuck on a boat in the middle of the ocean?  I don't really know.  A part of me says I'd be so hopeless and terrified I'd drown myself.  The odds of being found are minuscule. Who is the funniest person you know?  Girt. When sitting on the floor, in what position do you normally sit?  Kinda with my legs turned to the same side. Do you like being kissed spontaneously or asked?  Spontaneously is way less awkward for me.  But only if you're pretty sure through my display of comfort that I'm fine with it. Have you ever tried to break someone up?  I thought about it out of spite.  I considered messaging her over Facebook and telling her what she was in for, and I wished her dead, and I'm not joking.  Turns out he broke up with her for the same reason as me, according to Mom being a FB stalker apparently. Are you a bad influence?  I am in some areas.  Shouldn't be even remotely lazy as me, and you shouldn't illegally download shit. Would you ever get a tattoo?  I already have five, and six is probably coming next year with holiday + birthday money. Do you get nervous before going to doctor appointments?  Not really, no.  The only thing that makes me anxious is having to get weighed lmao. Do you call anyone "baby?"  Sara, but more frequently "babygirl." What is a movie that you thought you would hate but you ended up loving?  Off the top of my head, I think A Raisin in the Sun. Do you have any close friends that were adopted?  No. What time do you usually have a shower?  Night. What do you want to do after high school? I immediately went to a community college but dropped out in like a month.  My depression was so bad and I just couldn't handle the difficulty, responsibility, and independence leap. Do you know anybody that is pregnant right now? Not off the top of my head.  My acquaintance had a baby girl less than a week ago, though.

[wizardpepsi]

All evens! :3c

2: Do you play video games; what is your favourite?

i mean i guess i do but its pretty much just pokemon games (which reminds me i STILL haven’t finished ultra sun)

4: What is your favourite restaurant?

theres a restaurant back home that my old art teacher owns that has rlly good pizza. we got a lot of that when i was home for winter break and it was great

6: What is your favourite TV show?

hmmmm probably the last airbender. like i had such fond memories of that show and i just rewatched it and god. it holds up

8: Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, or are you married?

ye i have a gf! she’s amazing ☺️

10: Do you want kids; how many?

not sure how many rlly, but yeah i do!

12: If you could move anywhere in the world, where would you go?

idk….. like someplace quiet. a cabin somewhere in the woods where i don’t have to be around a lot of people

14: What about a celebrity crush?

tessa thompson always

16: Do you want to learn any languages?

i mean yeah pretty much always my mood but god idk if i could actually do it

18: Do you profess any religious faith?

not really

20: Do you prefer living in urban or rural areas?

rural definitely 

22: Who is your best friend?

hghghghh i really don’t have like One. I’m not the sorta person to have like a single best friend, i just sorta 

26: Does anyone have a crush on you? Do you feel the same?

why does this question assume i would have the spatial awareness to know if someone had a crush on me

28: Weirdest food you’ve eaten?

i once broke open a chai tea bag and ate what was inside but idk if thats like. “”food””

30: Do you have any siblings? How many?

i have a younger brother!

32: Favourite type of cake?

im not a super big fan of cake but sometimes i just. need that sorta shitty grocery store cake

34: Do you prefer cold or warm weather?

oh cold definitely! i basically dress for cold weather all the time lol

36: If you drive, what type of car do you drive?

i don’t really drive :/

38: What job do you want?

idk honestly. I’m pretty lost on what i want to do

40: What is your favourite song at the moment?

already done!

42: What is your favourite period of history?

the carboniferous :) those bugs sure were big as fuck

44: Who is your favourite Disney Princess?

uhhhh i barely know anything abt disney media but. the little racer girl from wreck it ralph? she was a fun character

46: If someone gave you the keys to a cabin in the woods with all the modern necessities (electricity, internet, etc), would you take their offer?

YES 

48: Do you have siblings?

yeah god are there 2 sibling questions on this thing

50: If you have a girl/boyfriend, how did the two of you meet?

we originally met online in a discord for trans women and when we figured out we were going to school in the same city we met up irl. and then we both got crushes on each other but figured the other didn’t feel the same way, so we both didn’t wanna make a move kljhkgfjlgkh

52: Where are some places you would most like to go?

idk im not super duper into traveling. like i really try to be as lowkey

56: What’s the weather like where you live today?

its like 80 degrees :(

58: Where do you want to end up in life?

i just wanna live in a small town with my wife :’)

60: Do you have any bizarre hobbies?

i don’t think so?

62: When do you generally go to sleep?

lately its been 2 in the morning but usually its at midnight

64: Name one unpopular opinion you hold.

FLAT SPRITE TASTES GREAT

66: How many followers do you have?

545!

68: Do you like nature?

yeah!!! a lot

70: How long have you been on thise website?

uhhh god. its been fuckin 4 years? or something

[theganjadigest]

My girlfriend smoked me out for the first time last night. Here are my thoughts

Obligatory: Sorry for formatting, I'm on mobile.

Tl;dr: I was DARE-level against weed/drugs. Gf offered to smoke me out after I realised weed isn't so bad. Smoked it, was calm, happy, peaceful. 10/10 will do it again.

Hey r/trees,

I lurk this sub pretty hard, since I have never smoked anything before last night. The thought always interested me, but I never commited to it.

Backstory:

To preface all this, up until about 2 years ago, being from Texas, I was deadset against drugs. Hell I even broke up with a previous girlfriend because she smoked MJ. I was in the,

"Do it once and you die,"

"MJ is a pathway to becoming a crack fiend,"

"It'll ruin your life if it doesn't kill you first,"

"You're addicted after the first time because you're trying to chase that same level of high,"

sort of mindset. Pretty much a walking DARE campaign. All bullshit, 0% research.

Anyway, fast forward, I moved to California with my family, and I noticed that the mindset around it's use was totally different. Hell, I think ever since living here it was the first time I smelled it. And while I was still against it to some degree, the more people I met (friends and coworkers) the more I realized that these folks I knew lead totally normal lives, and that really smoking was a recreation equal to drinking pretty much. Which probably isn't a very fair comparison to how they drink in the south, but anyway.

This real world visualisation really helped shape my perception on it all, and eventually lead me to do some actual research on the damn stuff. Which is how I found this sub. Actually, learning about it all, and it's honest harmlessness, also really relaxed my view to the point that I was willing to try it under the right circumstances. I had been offered by friends who regularly smoked it, but still being hesistant about it all, and erring on the side of caution made me decline quite a few times.

Which leads me to last night, my girlfriend (not the same as the one previously mentioned) of 5 months offered to smoke me out. I knew she smoked when I first met her, but by that time I stopped giving a shit. With someone as responsible as she was, and I could really trust like her to help me if things went south, I accepted her offer, and I have to say I'm really glad I did. I'll more than likely do it again too.

The experience:

We left the park after I ultimately decided I wanted to, and went back to her house to pick up her 'camera bag.' When we had the goods, we drove to a gas station picked up some food and drinks, idk I've always been paranoid, but the way the clerk said good night hinted that she knew what was about to go down. Anyway we drove around for a while looking for a good spot. Something not too busy, but not too empty either but eventually she settled on a secluded parking lot with like three shops around. She broke down the whole process of what to expect, what not to expect (e.g death), as she set it all up. Had me smell the regular grinded up stuff. She explained that she'd stay sober until she was sure I was okay. By the time she told me all this she handed me two things I'd only seen on informative videos and thought I'd never have in my hands ever.

Holding a pipe and a lighter felt pretty surreal, and being the 'good southern Christian* boy' that I am I had a hard time trying to get a puff. When I thought I got something she had me relax and wait a minute. Shit got brighter, but that was about it. I told her I wasn't sure if I did or didn't get anything, she was pretty sure I didn't since I didn't exhale much of anything. After she showed me how I should take a hit, I finally took a real hit and.....

This shit is nothing like in the movies. To be far, I was taking a Sativa strain which she explained was more of a head high than a body high, but when I actually got a productive draw and blew smoke, after I set in I didn't go crazy like they said I would.

In fact, it was by far the most relaxed and still I'd ever been before. My brain just shut down. Normally, I have something on my mind running a mile a minute, almost borderline intrusive thoughts if you asked me, but now I was just calm. Even when I noticed how calm and still I was, my brain still felt like a giant empty chasm. Which was a 180 compared to my sober self. I was verbal about my thoughts, instead of bottling them up in my brain. I could really feel my body for once, maybe not to the minute details, but it was more detail than normal. It was a really really nice change of pace. I was just simply at peace.

The weed still got me good though. I had a moment that I went, "Holy shit, I think I'm high. My head is so clairvoyant right now." When she explained what word I used and what I was looking for, I lost my shit laughing my ass off. I struggled with words a lot, like formulating a sentence felt downright impossible sometimes. I also took a picture of this nail salon in the parking lot with my Polaroid, and thought it was the best shot I had ever taken, when I got home sober though, I found that it was pretty much just a blurry blob of colors... Which is still awesome since it's the only document of have of my first high moment.

The time was moving at a snails pace, that shit was cool. I would talk to my gf then be like what time is it? Normally I'm really good at guessing the time, but everytime I would estimate I was off by like ten minutes or so. Also I solve cubes and that was pretty fun since on my 4x4 I got stuck thinking I solved it all and I really hadn't. Food tasted the same though, and even though I have an extremely fast metabolism I didn't get the munchies. Then again I really only did like 2 or 3 baby hits, so maybe it wasn't enough or something.

A final thing, coming down was not what I expected. I fully expected to wake up stark naked wondering what the fuck happened, but instead it was at some point my brain kinda gave me a signal like a light switch and click I just knew I had come down. I wanted to do it again, but we both knew that I should hold off, and ease my way into things, so when we both came down we called it a night for smoking.

Conclusion

In the end, I'm really glad that I did it. I told myself, at one point, that I would do it one day and good or bad, I could at least say I have the experience with it to give an honest personal opinion. I didn't expect to like it so much to want to do it again, but I'm pretty excited for the next time.

she said her weed is my weed, so I think I got a keeper

*(I'm not religious)

Submitted November 17, 2017 at 11:37AM by Cool_Muhl via reddit http://ift.tt/2A8fRXI

[abyzzwalker]

✨92 Statements✨

I was tagged by @naoamaya thank you so much!!!!!

RULES: You must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.

Okay, before I start, more like, 83 statements? There’s quite a few missing??

THE LAST:

1. Drink: Water

2. Phone call: My dad

3. Text message: “I think so”

4. Song you listened to: “Fall” - Raizer

5. Time you cried: yesterday

6. Dated someone twice: yup

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: oooooh yeaaaaaah e____e

8. Been cheated on: nope (I hope so at least)

9. Lost someone special: Yup

10. Been depressed: ........*seriously look at my personal posts*, once you have that shit you’re never getting rid of it completely

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope, I’m a lightweight and don’t drink very often (also alcohol makes my stomach turn pretty quickly)

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS:

12.-14. cyan, blue-purple, royal blue (everything from blue to green(except green) and from purple to blue)

IN THE LAST YEAR, HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: Yup!!!

16. Fallen out of love: no

17. Laughed until you cried: totally

18. Found out someone was talking about you: yeah but only in a good way

19. Met someone who changed you: yup

20. Found out who your friends are: I know who my friends are

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list:....yeah

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: most of them, except a few

23. Do you have any pets: I’ve had 3 parakeets and currently I have a dog

24. Do you want to change your name: nah, even though I hate my name

25. What did you do for your last birthday: met up with friends and went out for dinner later

26. What time did you wake up: 9:30am, but couldn’t really sleep at night so I woke up a couple of times before that

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching yt videos, tumblr

28. Name something you can’t wait for: My Darth Vader lightsaber and the fabric to start sewing my new cosplay

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: I can hear her talking rn, saw her a few minutes ago tho

31. What are you listening to right now: my brother ranting to his friends about his internship in a kindergarten over teamspeak

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: of course, I know a couple of Tom’s and one of them is a good friend of mine

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: homework, kids, bad weather

34. Most visited website: right now it’s probably tumblr and youtube

38. Hair colour: turquoise (naturally dark, golden blonde tho)

39. Long or short hair: reaches to my boobs

40. Do you have a crush on someone: Galen Marek probably lol

41. What do you like about yourself: my character, my hair, my boobs, my creativity

42. Piercings: a Septum piercing

43. Blood type: idk

44. Nickname: none (a very good friend of mine calls me ‘Mäuslein’ sometimes which is basically something like ‘little mouse’ but it’s cuter in german lol)

45. Relationship status: in a relationship with my wonderful gf

46. Zodiac: Virgo

47. Pronouns: She/her

48. Favorite TV show: DUDE. too many. favourite animes are Psycho-Pass, Ergo Proxy, Texhnolyze and Attack on Titan (i have more I really love tho) and TV-Shows I hold dear are Star Wars - The clone wars, Supernatural, Stranger Things, The Flash, Grey’s Anatomy (yes), BBC Sherlock, recently watched “Dirk Gently’s holistic detective agency” and loved it, Voltron, Avater - TLA, The Legend of Korra and probably tons I don’t remember rn

49. Tattoos: None, I love tattoos on other people tho

50. Right or left handed: Right handed

51. Surgery: mole removal (right shoulder)

52. Piercing:....answered this above

53. Sport: I love horeseback riding, stopped it because ‘my’ horse died and couldn’t find another stable or horse I feel comfortable with. Other than that I’m running sometimes

55. Vacation: what vacation? Where I wanna go or where I’ve been? Well I wanna go to Amsterdam again and Japan. My next vacation is gonna be a cruise in August

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: I like all food (same omg)

58. Drinking: Anything as long as it’s not carrot juice

59. I’m about to: eat something

61. Waiting for: this tag to be finished so I can get my thai curry

62. Want: to have my shit together

63. Get married: nope

64. Career: don’t ask me about my fucking career i don’t fucking know

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses: both

66. Lips or eyes: eyes

67. Shorter or taller: Taller

68. Older or younger: Older

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: ARMS

72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: yep

75. Drank hard liquor: of course, still tastes like shit

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: my sunglasses

77. Turned someone down: A couple of times

78. Sex on the first date: uhh...no?

79. Broken someone’s heart: Yeah

80. Had your heart broken: I don’t know, my heart is easily breakable so it breaks all the time for various reasons

81. Been arrested: yes lol

82. Cried when someone died: I cried when a bird died in my hands

83. Fallen for a friend: yeah...didn’t tell her tho

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: kinda

85. Miracles: yes

86. Love at first sight: Yes u3u

87. Santa Claus: no (Now I’m gonna end up like the kid from Polar Express)

88. Kiss on the first date: I believe in it, but there have to be a LOT feelings for me to kiss somebody

89. Angels: depends on what idea of Angels we are talking about

OTHER:

90. Current best friend’s name: I’m not ranking my friends

91. Eye colour: blue

92. Favourite movie: TOO FUCKING MAN

DO THIS IF YOU WANT I WON’T TAG ANYBODY

[songofsaraneth]

WHEPHEW what a busy weekend. journal-blogging it up bc it was a Good one and i wanna remember it

friday after work started with the birthday party for the town multicultural center!! one of my housemates plays in a marching/brass band and they performed at it, everyone drank free margaritas and had chips/salsa/cupcakes, and then we tried to play a pretty unsucessful game of 4-square with some children and made me realize what a difference height makes in that sport (we had to play in like, Ultra Squat position to be on the same level as the kids, so basically Leg Day).

friday night was ALSO the first Bike Party of the year, where everyone puts on costumes for that month’s theme (this one was “safari”), meet up behind the bike shop and the guy with the solar powered speakers on a bike trailer starts playing a bunch of music, and then we bike up and down main st and wave to the tourists and then have a roving dance party around town. usually in the culverts below the roads, under the highway bridge north of town, or along the bike path past the campgrounds (sometimes picking up extra people from the campsites who feel like partyin). generally you get to an area, dance for 30-45minutes, then bike to the next, dance more, etc. VERY EXERCISE I always forget how tiring it is ;_; but this is the last time it’ll be on a friday for a while cause Tourist Season, so it’s probably the last one me and all my housemates could get to together. we wore our matching zebra onesies (that we got for our blanket fort house party back in february) and there were two other zebras also in attendance. another friend dressed up as “the jungle” and i’m jealous I didn’t think of that first. it was VERY COLD THOUGH like FUCK it snowed for twenty whole minutes in the morning. luckily the onesie is  pretty warm. but we didn’t bike home till about midnight and i was So Sore the next day

saturday!! i was lazy and slept forever which was Excellent and then in the afternoon, met up with another mermaid visiting from Salt Lake with her family! i met up with her at her hotel and we swam in the pool for like 40 minutes before Noping out because it was cold and just sitting in the hot tub to chat instead lol. it was fun though! i’ve never met up with another mermaid for swimming before (the other time i tried we were rained out, but went to the aquarium instead, which was also super awesome) so that was neat! she had a Kariel sequin tail, which i’ve never seen up close before (40,000 sequins!!!!!), so that was cool. 

after that i went to a friends bday party! which started out totally normal (chatting, lots of food, his dad was in town so talked to him a bit), then did a pinata (did u know adults trying to smack a pinata is even more hilarious than than when children do it), then chatted a bit more and at like 10pm people started dancin. except three dudes were sort of alternating selecting songs were like, trying to make the styles as opposing as possible (hardcore rap followed by slow lyrical ballad followed by bouncy disney) and it became kind of a competition to... keep dancing anyway??? no matter how weird the songs got?? culminating in a swaying Hug Circle to My Heart Will Go On, squiggling amoeba-like through the living room and kitchen to envelop Music Selection Dude #2 Who Hated That Song but was standing by the computer and we were worried he was gonna change it, and then everyone just... slowly grabbed his body and held it horizontally, then lifted him into the air and slowly spun him in circles just below the ceiling before gently lowering him onto the floor (where he remained perfectly motionless) and doing synchronized hand waving over his body. IT GOT REALLY WEIRD. but no one questioned it everyone was perfectly silent or singing along to the lyrics until the song ended. what the fuck. i haven’t been part of something That bizarre since college (tho to be fair, there were a Lot of those moments in college). anyway party lasted until a bit after midnight.

TODAY SUNDAY!! at 9am met up with folks to go WHITE WATER RAFTING! it was the going away party for a friend, so we got a bunch of gear together/a pal’s free boat rental for working at a river company, and some personal boats, so 3 boats and about 12 people. second time ive been on the river this season, the first was february and Very cold/total splash guards against the water, but today was the first decent day this week! about 50-60F all day, though the water was a lot colder (although what the fuck is going ON this is the DESERT we should be like in the 70-80s range this time of year). everything went great at first, the rapids were easy, we rafted for a couple hours and then docked at a winery with a helpful pier, and jumped inside for buffet lunch and optional wine tasting. which like, WHAT an excellent concept, i hear they’re doing brunches soon, and whitewater rafting into/out of a fancy brunch seems IDEAL tbh.

...buuuuut we got to the first rapid after the winery/last rapid we were gonna hit of the day and just. totally flipped. we lost back left paddler (who took a drink of wine from his beer can like RIGHT as we went into the rapid smh) almost immediately, and i turned to see what happened to him (i was back right), and noticed that our captain/acting guide was just ALSO GONE??? I still don’t know HOW he fell out i guess he just catapulted on the first big wave... everyone (sans myself) was pretty drunk and at high water level (~15,000cfs) you can go straight through (or, RDTFM, aka “right down the fucking middle”, thats ur whitewater lingo for the day), but it was only at like ~8000cfs today so instead there was just... a rock. so chuck (acting captain) pops up a second later and manages to grab the boat, i haul him in, turn around to see charlie (back left paddle) somehow on the other side of our raft now floating the rapid, and two of the front paddlers trying unsuccessfully to reach him.

 then i look forward and OH GOD there is ANOTHER huge dip in front of us leading to aforementioned rock, and I sort of leapt to the left side/charlie’s spot to try to paddle off it, but no one was paying enough attention to coordinate and so we slammed it and the boat went riiiiiiight over. like, the most dramatic long-ways flip i’ve ever seen, threw/shoved us all down into the water. mostly i was thinking “OH FUCK” but also “SHOULDN’T HAVE BOTHERED PULL CHUCK BACK IN”, was under for maybe 5 seconds total, then popped up right behind the raft. pretty much everyone managed to hold onto the tie line and somehow i guess we also landed on charlie again so he had a hold as well. until we hit the next rock anyway, which popped the boat up for a second/swept me underwater and under the boat, and i ended up hand-over-handing it out onto the front side. which was easier for visibility/expectations but also i could see 10 feet in front of me that my backpack had come unsecured and was floating down the river without me, holding my phone (thankfully in a lifeproof/very waterproof case bc i’m not a Fool who takes electronics on rafting trips with no backup) and driver’s license and glasses hostage. and like 80% of me was ready to dive after it but while i’m an idiot i’m not That much of an idiot so i held onto the boat instead and watched it get farther and farther off. the first of our boats that went through (a  dinghy with two passengers) was waiting for us downstream and seemed like they were gonna get it, but then one of our people got swept way downstream so they were on mission Rescue Susan instead. but anyway after a very charged minute or so that felt more like ten, we managed to kick ourselves into an eddy and get over to the shore. 

at which point i became very confused bc our group now had 3 more people in it than were in our boat??? which is when i realized that our third boat, whcih had been behind us, had also capsized and dunked all passengers. but theirs was still trapped in the current (for like 5 whole minutes just bouncing on top of the first big rapid) so they all swam sans gear to where we ended up. anyway i sloshed to a nearby beach where some concerned rafters were watching (turned out to be our #3 boat guide’s coworkers, who’s company we were renting gear from, whoops), and over a ridge, and saw that boat #1 had sucessfully reclaimed susan, and a kind kayaker had saved both my backpack and one of our paddles. we dried off for a bit and checked everything over miraculously, the only casualties were some hats and sunglasses, one item per every person who flipped. the river gods were kind in their choice of sacrifices today. then we boated the last mile out and lay in the sand warming up until our car shuttle finished, and my friend who’s bday party i went to the night before & his gf & dad boated up RIGHT after us (they were also all at the multicultural center event friday) and laughed at us for having flipped. ah tiny desert towns. you see Everyone everywhere all the time. and i’ll see them again on wednesday for D&D so more mockery inbound.

anyway i got home and me n my roommate (also on the trip) took some VERY long/hot showers, drank some hot chocolate, and then watched cop drama tv shows in bed under the covers for 2 hours before ordering takeout soup and laying in bed some more. now i am laying in bed and about to go to sleep bc i’m exhausted but apparently still enough of an insomniac to never go to bed before midnight.

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F I V E  K I M  C E R E A L  ❦  s h i r o

+ for: anon

+ words: 1.5k

+ genre: first meeting; friendship; very slight romance

+ summary: if the scenario could be something really cute and fluffy that would be really nice, i don't necessarily have an idea in mind but maybe some cuddles involved and some peaceful planet exploring maybe ooo:

+ this is part 2 of 14 of my valentine’s asks. this version is made for everyone, i’ve posted monica’s version on my other blog to keep everything organized. i’m really picky about how everything looks. sorry. i hope you enjoy monica!, and all of you other peeps out there!

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A young woman was standing in the middle of the grocery store as she stared at the different cereal brands in front of her. She stared and stared but just couldn’t choose. Should she take the cheaper brand? But what if it tasted like cardboard? But why buy the five kim cereal and then later happen to get into an accident and you’d be three kims short for your surgery?!

All of this overthinking was starting to make you dizzy and the lustrous stare that was permitting from the weird kid next to you was not helping. You closed your eyes, taking your forefinger and thumb to the bridge of your nose and sighing loudly.

You heard the sound of feet scuffling and then the firm pat of someone’s hand resting on your butt. You turned around, absolutely appalled as you looked at the squeaky kid who had been a few steps away from you just a few minutes ago. He was strange looking, with blue skin and three eyes that slightly glowed. A freckle effect also took place across his whole body in stages of dark blue. He was slimy and had no legs but did have terrifyingly long arms.

Your eyes glared daggers at the kid but he had yet to move his hand from your butt.

“Excuse you,” you hissed but the boy was only smirking as he looked at you, as if taunting you to move.

You felt a swoosh of air beside you and then strong arms twirled you around, making you even more dizzy than before. You were unable to see the mystery man as his deep voice cut through the air as he asked the kid (whose hand was now just hanging mid-air), “Are you messing with my (bf/gf), kid?”

In your mind you mulled over the thought of (bf/gf), but the shaking blue piece of jelly made you smile slightly.

“N-No sir!”

“Then why was your hand on (his/her) ass?” he asked, positively furious.

“I-I… Ahhhhhh!” the boy started to yell widely and the man beside you widened his eyes significantly, taking your hand, quickly rushing out of the store. The boy was a known alien for blowing up slightly when in a panic. A defense mechanism if you will, he wasn’t dead but it would take some time for his body to repair itself.

“Hey, so th-thanks!” you called to the buff man in front of you who was still running, though he slowed when you started talking. You had finally gone nervous, your normally shy demeanor setting in. You were relatively reserved but no one, no one got on your bad side. “But, I would like you to know I’m not your (bf/gf). Just in case you got confused,” you laughed.

“I know,” he laughed, turning back to you with a sweet smile on his lips. You smiled back, absolutely dazzled by him. He was tall, a scar cutting midway through his face but it didn’t change how handsome he was. He had white and black hair and gray eyes, the hand hold hers she realized was abnormally cold and when she looked she realized it was mechanical.

“Are you a cyborg?” you asked curiously, taking a close look at his hand.

“N-No,” Shiro replied with a slight laugh, scratching the back of his head.

“Well, either way, your hand is really cool,” you told him and he slightly blushed at your words. “You’re not from here, are you?” you asked, glancing at his flickering eyes.

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

“It’s slightly obvious, you look really confused to where you are, but if you like, I can show you around,” you told him, rolling onto your heels as you awaited for his answer.

“I’d love to. I have a day off for once.”

You grinned, jumping up and clapping your hands. “Oh good! You’re going to love Kalen! Have you eaten yet? Oh and I’m _____, what was your name?” you asked, turning to him worriedly.

“No, and it’s Shiro,” he replied, and if it could, you smiled even wider.

“Greetings Shiro, I know just where to take you.”

You took Shiro’s mechanical hand and dragged him from the grocery store and off to the real market where stalls were set up with fresh foods, trinkets, and food for on the go. He enjoyed the scenery of the people and made it a point to listen to your retelling of your planet’s history.

“You see, we used to be a very uninhabited planet besides the Mayha’s who were the original settlers of this land. When Capro and Obderion were excavated Kalen was in equidistance to both and they formed the tri-stars because we’re so populated that we shine like a star would. Now, all three planets are packed full of people from all over the universe. That’s why it’s so diverse.”

“That’s actually very interesting,” Shiro responded with a sweet look on his face that made you blush.

“Thank you,” you said, turning around and finding the stall you had wanted to take him.

You ordered two of your favorite meal and you waited for it to come out. You thanked the help and put the food in your bag.

“Are we not eating here?” Shiro asked, looking back at the full mess hall where there was barely space to even walk let alone eat.

“No way!” you called, “It’s a madhouse in here, being a native I know my way around the planet, and there are way more peaceful places than this dump,” you laughed, running ahead until Shiro lost sight of you.

“_____?” he called into the crowd. “_____?!”

“I’m right here! I’m here!” you shouted back, returning from in between two elderly men who looked at you in surprise as you pushed past them without a care. “Come on, you slowpoke!”

Shiro sighed, your energy just a bit too much for him but he didn’t mind. He had come to really enjoy your company and made his way after you.

You led him all the way to a small clearing just outside of the town, it wasn’t very big but it was exceptionally beautiful. There was a small lake and a hill where you were quick to sit down taking the food out of your bag and handing him one. He opened it up to find the most delicious yet confusing smell he had ever… well, smelled. He looked at you, who was grinning ear to ear at him, your hands fisted as you waited in anticipation for his reaction.

He chuckled lightly, taking a bite out of the dish and in a second his face exploded in amazement, “Wow! This is so good!” he cheered.

You nodded turning to eat your own, “I know! It’s one of the best dishes on the planet but only natives really think so,” you explained with a shrug. “Oh! It’s almost time!” you cheered looking at the hills that lined up just behind the lake and Shiro shared your gaze.

“What time?”

“Time for the second sun to fall, it’s true night then. It gets really dark but the lamplights come out and shine the way home.”

Shiro nodded, a bit confused but watched as the sky faded from a very pale green to yellow and then the brightest pink imaginable before the world around them blacked out. Shiro looked around, it really was pitch black. He couldn’t even see you in this light.

“Don’t worry,” you whispered into the dark, he could hear the smile. “Look,” you called, and he did all around himself until he spotted the faint light in the distant humming softly before more appeared. They were like fireflies, buzzing all around until the whole lakeside was illuminated yet again.

“We should probably go, they only keep their lights on for an hour,” you explained, standing to your feet and holding your hand out to him. Your signature smile in place.

He took your hand, standing as well. “Yeah, I should probably get back to my ship.”

“Ship?” you asked, and he could hear the absolutely distraught sound in your voice. You knew he was just a traveller but you were really hoping that he’d be here longer. Maybe even long enough for them to form a relationship.

“Yeah, I’m kind of the leader of Voltron,” he replied, scratching the back of his neck.

“Woah! Really?!” you exclaimed, taking his hand in yours. “You should really be careful out there. Who knows what kind of hell you’ll get yourself into.”

He raised his left arm and sighed, “I’ve already been there,” he muttered.

The both of you then left the clearing and you insisted on walking him to his ship. You stared up at the tall castle-ship in amazement, your mouth agape and just staring. Shiro smirked slightly and turned to you.

“This is goodbye, then,” he said to you and your big eyes turned to him, filled with sadness.

“T-Take me with you!”

“What?”

“Please, take me with you. I don’t have anyone. I’m so… so alone,” you whispered, tears starting to fall down your face.

“I--”

“You’re the leader right? Then take me, I may love this planet but I hate the people. Please, they’re going to clear me off soon, they don’t take to the homeless lightly.”

“Al-Alright, come on. You’ll be okay,” he whispered, taking your hand and pulling you on board.

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