#anyways sorry for the small vent lol

[robinniko]

feeling intense anxiety on this Friday morning

[nemotakeit]

i think that if we dig all the way down to the roots of tøp's musical theme, it all comes down to that constant internal conflict between desperately wanting to be seen and desperately wanting to stay hidden. we can see how they've been making gradual progress in "managing the tension" but it's still there on Clancy. dare i say it's the central theme of the lore as well.. the reason the character & the era Clancy feels so rebellious is because he's actively fighting to Be Seen. the oscillation continues, but a subversive variable has emerged.

[incorrect-futbol-quotes]

Pedri: Gavi is a perfect cinnamon roll who’s never done anything wrong in his entire life!

Robert: Never done anything wrong?! He set a city block on FIRE!

[mirkwood-trash]

LMAOOOOO NIGHTTIME DAN IS FEMALE WHAT A PLOT TWIST

[hatake]

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[medicasino]

Problem:

I want to get my computer fixed and would like to go to the shop myself

I do not have a mask that is good

All the good masks are expensive and I only make 25 dollars a week babysitting my little sister

i cannot get another job until I have a good mask

My immediate family no longer masks and would probably not humor my request to buy me a good one

[bluelockmaniac]

༉‧₊˚. "𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍' 𝐀𝐓?"

★ ft. itoshi sae x gn!reader synopsis. you catch your boyfriend staring at your ass , shocker !

notes. sae canonically has a butt fetish so i thought this would be fun to make, lol . also, established relationship (!!) and suggestive, ig (?) ps. new theme !!

you stood at the kitchen counter, preparing your morning coffee in your favourite mug as you vented passionately about the latest gossip from work to sae. "—and then, he had the audacity to put the blame on my friend! can you believe this man?!"

your boyfriend, who had just recently roused, leaned against the opposite marble counter behind you, stifling a yawn as he ran his hand through his disheveled hair. he nodded from time to time, an occasional soft hum escaping his lips as he listened to the silly frustration that laced your words.

little did you know, however, that your words were falling on deaf ears. his mind wandered, and the absent nods of his head were more reflexive than attentive. sae’s drowsy gaze was more drawn to the hypnotic sway of your hips as you added yet another spoonful of ground coffee into your mug. 

soon, what was left of his attention perished as he let out a barely audible, unresponsive grunt. your sounds were thus unregistered and quickly drowned into the back of his preoccupied mind, slipping in one ear and vanishing out the other.

"—anyway, do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?" you ask after finishing your rant, setting down the spoon with a clink as you reach up to fetch another mug from the cupboard above. after no response came, you repeated, "sae, do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?" you quirk a brow, glancing at him over your shoulder. "earth to sae...?"

sae abruptly snaps out of his trance, halting his observation of your round backside. he blinks a few times, lagging, before he speaks in a raspy voice, "ah, your friend...?"

you turn around to face him completely, furrowing your brows. "what?"

"what?" he repeats, caught off guard. you look at him knowingly, sighing softly as you pinch the bridge of your nose to maintain your nonchalant demeanor. "itoshi sae." his body tenses at your usage of his full name, and his fingers stop their rhythmic tapping against the marble surface.

"how many kitty paws are imprinted on my pajama, from the back?" you question, your hands finding their place on your hips as you shoot him a feigned glare.

his half-lidded eyes flick down to your hands resting on your hips once more, lingering a moment longer than necessary, briefly noting how your pants hugged your figure perfectly. quickly, he lifts his gaze to meet your narrowed eyes. "like, twel— ... shit," his voice is cut off awkwardly, his elbows hitting the counter with a thud as he leans forward, burying his [hardly] guilty face in the curve of his hands.

"pftt, you're so indiscreet," you laugh, adding cream and sugar to his coffee, the spoon clinking against the mug as you stirred. "seriously, are you dating me or are you dating my ass?" you quip playfully.

he groans quietly, pushing himself off the counter as he approaches you. his larger hands find your hips, then swiftly move until they settle on your rear, rubbing small, gentle circles on the fleshy round globes. leaning in close, he whispers in your ear in a teasing tone, "can’t i appreciate how beautiful it looks?” his breath fans over behind your ear. “okay, sorry, it was hard to resist.”

“you’re adorable– ah,” a soft sigh leaves your mouth as his lips suddenly latch onto your exposed neck, trailing down sloppy kisses, teeth gently grazing the sensitive skin. you shudder, fluttering your eyes shut at the feeling of him grinning against your nape. a small whimper caught in your throat as his arm snaked around, delivering a firm smack to your bottom.

"s-sae, you're such an ass..." you pouted, hands slightly pushing against his chest in an attempt to distance and control yourself. he cocks an eyebrow, a smirk ghosting over his lips as he moved towards the counter, holding onto his mug. he brought it to his lips, glancing at you over the rim as he sipped the warm coffee, his voice hoarse.

"hm, ironic."

© 2024 bluelockmaniac — do not repost, copy, translate, modify, etc my work on any platform !

[mantictiger]

having online friends is good and nice because i can bitch about my ex to people who have zero connection to her! absolute win!

[lachencha]

Second Shift: Mouthwashing Anya x Reader

hi guys! ^_^

hope you guys are doing well, here i bring to you another anya x reader! i based this one off my coworker, who misses her dear husband who works on…second shift. but like i think that’s so cute bc that means love isn’t dead 🥹 but i love anya so like i made this about her lol

only warning i have is for a little makeout sesh at the last few paragraphs, but nothing graphic!

anyways please enjoy!

also on my ao3!

Anya sighs as she swipes her employee ID through the time clock, eager to wrap up her shift and go home for the weekend. She hurries to her car, the cool midnight breeze biting at her skin—a strong reminder that she had forgotten to bring a jacket, despite your gentle warning earlier. You always remind her how chilly the nights can get, also scolding her lightly when she asks for "just one more kiss" before dashing out the door.

But tonight marks the end of her stint on the second shift, and on Monday, she'll return to first shift—no longer settling for hurried kisses and a quick "I love you" as you hand her a carefully packed lunch bag. She's already looking forward to reclaiming those cozy evenings on the couch, wrapped in your arms as you both indulge yourselves to a favorite show. Anya isn't sure how her coworkers manage such schedules with their partners, but she knows she couldn't endure another week of this. Maybe it's a touch of codependency, but she prefers to think of it as being hopelessly in love.

Driving home, she passes a string of restaurants, their neon signs catching her eye. The temptation to pull in and grab something quick passes through her mind, but she knows there's a plate waiting for her at home. And truthfully, if it comes down to a choice, she'd pick your cooking over takeout any day.

When she pulls into the driveway, the warm glow of the porch light greets her, filling her chest with an inexplicable comfort. You must have left it on for her. She steps inside, closing the door with a practiced quietness to avoid waking you.

Setting her lunch bag on the counter, she unpacks the empty Tupperware and spoons, placing them in the sink before wiping the bag clean. She's never been the type to pack lunch for work, but you've always taken it upon yourself to prepare meals for her, tucking them neatly into containers for her to take to work. It's a small gesture, but one she cherishes deeply, knowing you take time out of your busy day just for her.

Though cooking isn't her strong suit, she has her own ways of showing her love. Every morning at 4 a.m., she wakes up early to brew you a fresh pot of coffee before you head to work. Those brief moments are precious to her—sharing a small conversation as you vent about your boss or coworkers, hoping her goodbye kiss might make your day just a little brighter.

She heats up the dinner you left for her, the microwave humming softly in the quiet house. With her plate in hand, she flicks on the TV. After all, who eats alone without something to watch?

After finishing her meal, she tiptoes into the bedroom, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead before slipping into the bathroom to shower. The warm water cascades over her, washing away the weight of the day, the warm water soothing her tired muscles, lingering longer than usual.

Emerging from the bathroom, she towels her hair as best as she can, brushing through the damp strands before changing into something comfortable. Finishing her routine by applying lotion to her face and body.

Pulling back the covers, she slides into bed and instinctively scoots closer to you, wrapping her arm around your waist. Her leg intertwines with yours, seeking warmth and comfort in your presence.

"Your feet are cold," you mumble sleepily, shifting to pull her arm tighter around you.

"Did I wake you?" she asks softly, a twinge of guilt in her voice.

"I heard you drop something in the shower. Couldn't sleep after that."

"Sorry," she murmurs.

"It's okay babe, how was work?"

"Day shift left me a mess again, so I had to clean it up," she sighs. "But at least the residents weren't too crabby today." She leans forward to press a kiss to your ear. "One of them even told me I was beautiful."

You chuckle, already knowing who it was. "Paul? I better tell him to back off my girl."

She giggles, the sound light and musical. "He's harmless. Besides, he shares his candy stash with me, so don't ruin it." Paul was one of her favorite residents at the nursing home—endearing, witty, and always challenging her to a game of checkers.

"What about you? How was your day?" she asks, her fingers tracing absent patterns on your side.

"We're training a new operator," you start, your voice tinged with mild frustration. "But I don't think she's comfortable with it. I told the supervisor, but he keeps saying that she'll adjust. Honestly, I don't know why they made me a team lead if they're just going to ignore everything I say. But whatever. At least I have the weekend off."

Her fingers pause in your hair. "Oh really? Why's that? It's a miracle they're giving you the whole weekend off." she teases, trying to mask her excitement.

"They're shutting things down for maintenance, so no production."

"Good." She smiles, the relief evident in her voice. "I've missed you." And she has—she can't even remember the last time you both had a weekend off together. Was it a month ago? Two?

"How much?" you tease, turning to face her, your eyes glinting with playful curiosity.

More than I can put into words, she thinks.

Instead of answering, she pulls you into a kiss, her hand sliding into your hair, her lips soft yet purposeful against yours. The kiss deepens as her fingers tighten slightly in your hair, drawing you closer. Your breath mingles with hers, the world outside dissolving into the space between you.

You groan softly when she nibbles on your lip, a sound that makes her smile against your mouth. Her other hand rests on your chest, her palm pressing lightly, grounding herself in the rhythm of your heartbeat.

"What do you think?" she asks, her voice low and teasing, her lips still grazing yours.

Breathless, you laugh. "I think I might need some more convincing."

She kisses you again, this time slower, yet passionately, as if pouring every ounce of her affection into the moment. To her, each kiss is a piece of her heart, a silent declaration that her world begins and ends with you.

Shifting slightly, she straddles your hips, her hands slipping beneath your shirt, fingertips brushing against your skin. She pauses, her eyes meeting yours, seeking silent permission. When you nod, her hands move, exploring the curve of your stomach. You shiver under her touch.

"Your hands are cold," you giggle, and she flushes.

She presses a kiss to your jaw, her voice playful. "Maybe I was just trying to warm them up."

She's always been the colder one between the two of you, her icy toes constantly seeking warmth against your legs. And despite your insistence that she wear socks to bed, they inevitably end up kicked off in her sleep.

You yawn suddenly, and she freezes.

"Don't tell me you're about to fall asleep," she teases, leaning back slightly.

You glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand, its red digits reading just shy of 2 a.m. Another yawn escapes, this one pulling tears to the corners of your eyes. "Probably. I always sleep better when you're here," you admit, a sleepy smile tugging at your lips.

Anya's chest swells with warmth. "Then let's sleep."

She slides back down beside you, wrapping her arm securely around your waist and resting her head in the crook of your shoulder.

In the quiet of the night, the two of you drift off, wrapped around each other, holding onto the love that feels as natural and essential as breathing.

[stormblessed95]

Hello,

I hope you have recovered fully or are recovering well.

I only wanted to say this because I am an over thinker and someone needs to tell me to shut up. I don't have any Jikook fans in real life so these are the places I vent.

I think I am either the majority or.the minority depending on which space we are in that thinks and feels that Jikook are distant and have been for a while. I don't think like only because of the car scene. Even when they are taking photos, they aren't doing it like they used to do before. Before if one of them was taking a photo of the two, generally they would be attached at the hips and in each other's face. I didnt notice them doing that in the first two episodes but I also just saw a small clip from Sapporo and they are also taking a pic but they are but distant from each other. I know it might be some miniscule to you but these are few of the instances where I felt that their relationship was beyond friendship.

I know I am over thinking it but I don't know, I don't feel as good about it I suppose. What happened to the Jikook that would literally smooshed their faces together for a photo? What happened to Jikook that were always seen hanging out prior to the hiatus. I heard about them hanging out all the time.

Yes they were busy and I get that. Jimin specially seems to have been super duper busy but he seems to have built a deeper relationship with the Hyung like but kep.a distance from the Maknae line so I am a bit confused I suppose. Out of all the BTS members, I always assumed Jikook were it and nothing would come in between so I am surprised to see work coming in between them?

I still feel like shiiitttt lol but I had to start work today anyway. Thanks for checking in though 💜

Listen, I'm not here to tell you what to think or tell you what your opinion should be. Think whatever you want. I'm sorry to say, but I'm not ever going to be the one to talk you into shipping Jikook. You think they aren't together, that's totally good by me! I hope you still love and support them as BTS, and I hope you have a wonderful day and enjoy any part of the fandom you continue to participate in, including mine if you stick around anyway on my blog.

I'm just here to present facts and let you draw your own conclusions based off that. And sometimes share my opinions about them, but only with the caveat that no one steals MY opinion and must create their own 😉

So for the facts, babygirl (I use as a gender neutral terms), for as many selcas as Jikook took like this:

They took JUST as many like this, which are (edging into opinion territory just a bit here) just the same as the glimpses we've gotten of selcas taken from AYS

Close together for the selfie, but not smushed as close as they could possibly get without just going ahead and crawling inside each other. Just a normal cutesy photo

More facts! As for hanging out prior to the hiatus (where I guess now it's assumed they never saw each other not even once, which is opinion and assumption, not fact), I have a post already done about all the times Jikook were spotted hanging out outside of work (because BTS time is work).

Hint: it's less often than you think

Double hint: they were still glued at the hip, we just know they were because they say and act like they were, not because we got to see or hear about it

Triple hint: it's probably exactly the same now except we know that currently, at this moment, they choose to continue to be glued at the hip for the next 18 months at minimum

I have other posts about their dates too, but this is the one that covers the topic I mentioned above best I think

Work came between them? Is that what they said or is that what you took their words to mean based on your biases and previous assumptions?

Anywho! Thanks again for checking in on me love.

Just a bit of unsolicited advice that you are free to disregard. I think whatever you decide about how you feel about Jikook, you should consider taking an emotional step back from them, just a smidge. Nothing that is only supposed to bring you joy, BTS or any other hobby, should get you feeling so far in your head feeling so conflicted. Good luck, sending you purple hearts! 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

[ryusuisloveinterest]

henloo ‼️ how has everything been lately? i hope you're alright and having a nice day/night <3

can i make a request for Ryusui, Sai, Ukyo and Tsukasa with a dyslexic s/o reader? nothing too fancy, just them being comforting because it is actually a very frustrating condition most of the time, haha

that would be it, tysm 🫶

hi anon (you’re now 🐳 anon)! I tried my best because I’m not that familiar with what people with dyslexia go through so if anything so insensitive or offensive I’m sorry and please let me know🙏 I hope you like it💗

Ryusui, Sai, Ukyo, & Tsukasa with a dyslexic s/o🫶

Ryusui:

I don’t see Ryusui really noticing at first lol. If anyone were to ask him if you have dyslexia he’d probably just shrug and be all like “idk but who cares?”

When he sees the red on your face when he points out you’re sentence is missing some words he feels so bad

“Love I didn’t mean to offend you! I’m so sorry I just want you to make a good grade that’s all!”

“I know Ryusui… it’s just so hard dealing with this…”

“With what?”

“Ryusui you know I’m dyslexic right? Ryusui?”

Immediately goes to Senku💀

He wants to know how he can help you

If you want a professional to help with your words and/or writing than bet Ryusui will have like 10 of the best at your doorstep in 10 minutes 

If you just wanted some encouragement than Ryusui’s got plenty of it!

“Hey love it’s alright. Take your time I’ll be here to listen.”

He’s always here for you to vent and to listen no matter what

Sai:

Sai is more likely to catch on, but doesn’t want to say anything because he’s worried he’ll offend you if he’s wrong

He does bring it up though when he sees you having a hard time reading a menu at a restaurant 

“Darling do you want me to read it for you?”

With a blush you nod, that’s all he needs to know

He has no problem helping you 

He makes sure that if you spelt something wrong or need help reading something to whisper it so you’re not embarrassed 

If you ever get frustrated he’s definitely someone to go to. He’s not good with words but while hold you and let you vent

Ukyo: 

He heard you mumbling to yourself when he found out 

“Damn this stupid dyslexia…”

He never brought it up to you but definitely helped a lot

When he talks to you he always waits with a smile for your response 

“Sorry Ukyo, it just takes some time for me to find my words…”

“Hey don’t ever be sorry! Take all the time you need.”

If you ever misspell something he’ll either whisper it to tell you and give you a small sign like gently tapping your shoulder or motioning his head towards the word

He wants to help you in anyway you can, so if you wanna read to him to help yourself then he’s gonna listen

If you wanna write him little notes he’ll read them and identify any changes if needed

“Take deep breaths baby, we’ll get through this together!”

Tsukasa:

He found out when you went to one of his matches

You help a sign that read I love you Tuskasa!! 

He didn’t say anything to you after the match, but Mirai did 😀 kids are so bold I swear

“Big sis that’s not how you spell Tsukasa’s name!”

Your face immediately reddens as you look at the sign again. You didn’t recognize it at first but after slowly reading it you found the issue

“O-oh…my bad. I didn’t mean to-“

“It’s alright princess. No harm done, in fact I love the sign.”

After that Tsukasa asked you about it and told you Mirai didn’t mean any harm in what she said 

“It’s alright my prince, I’m just embarrassed. The whole arena saw that stupid sign.”

“Hey I told you I love it so don’t talk bad about it!”

His next match it was hanging on his side of the ring❤️

He’ll help you in anyway he can 

He also talks to Mirai so she understands of course she gives you a big hug and apologizes

God forbid someone else gives you crap for it cause he’ll knock them straight out without hesitation 

Random dude: “you spelt this wrong. What’re you a kindergartn-“

Tsukasa smacks the shit outta him know he’s knocked out

“Come on y/n let’s go.”

No one messes with his girl

[alicethenobody]

Some post DMC 5 Sparda bros headcanons because why not…

-I imagine the twins get along better, I’d hope so anyways. Doubt they’re gonna make Vergil evil again. The ending shows them being much more friendly with each other. Sure they’ll still fight, but it’s purely for fun now because sparring makes them happy.

-Though I imagine some difficult conversations are in order at first, not trying to say everything is immediately perfect. Said conversations happen while they’re in hell I think while they vent out their remaining frustrations.

-After they get back home Vergil moves in with Dante and they work together to pay bills while also still making room for sparring.

-They still get on each other’s nerves frequently but what siblings don’t?

-It’s difficult to be emotionally vulnerable cus that’s just who they are as people, but it eventually gets easier for them, small vulnerable moments gradually shatter their masks.

-Dante is noticeably happier with Vergil around, he’s just really happy to have his brother back.

-Dante is definitely very huggy and wants to make it clear how much he enjoys being with Vergil because he now knows about how he felt abandoned by his family back then. Vergil acts like it annoys him but it secretly makes him happy. Eventually he starts becoming comfortable with hugging Dante back and occasionally he’ll be the one doing the hugging.

-Vergil has no idea how to start a conversation so he just kinda sits there awkwardly if Dante isn’t already yapping about something (sometimes Dante is too busy reading a magazine to start a conversation)

-Vergil likes to order pizza with olives just to annoy Dante.

-If one twin is seriously in danger, the other will lose their shit against whatever threat there is.

-Like Patty, Vergil will regularly scold Dante for his bad habits like the shop often being a mess.

-If one twin goes somewhere, the other likely won’t be far behind after being alone for so long, they come in a set lol.

I’ll think of more HCs later I typed this up while waiting for my dinner lmao sorry it’s not very in depth.

[what-even-is-thiss]

Hi roman. I know this is very weird, but i've seen you give some life advice to other people, so i thought i could give it a try too. Don't answer if you don't want to. Anyway

Do you have any advice/tips for a 15 y/o who thinks they just have no control over their life? Like, my concentration is dog shit, i think my grades are slipping. My executive dysfunction so bad and i think i'm disappointing a lot of people. I have no idea how to handle anything in my life. I can't force myself to do the things i need to (not that that'd be any good, i'll immediately cry lol). I just, don't fucking know how i could make things better for myself. And i can't really talk to adults about it, they'll repeat the stuff i already know, and i am the worst person to put their feelings into words, so they'll prob never understand. Not in the edgy way.

Yeah so sorry for half venting into your ask box. Thank you in advance if you'll answer it, if it's too weird and you don't want to do that for whatever reason, that's ok. Peace and love <3

Dude, you’re unfortunately suffering from being 15. And possibly a learning disorder. Godspeed to you.

And I don’t say that to belittle your problems. In many ways as a teenager you don’t have control over a lot of things. You’re still under the control of your parents, you’re still learning how to deal with adult level emotions and ideas. A lot is expected of you and a lot of things are made to seem more important than they are. It’s hard to tell what’s actually important and what’s just adults blowing things out of proportion. It sucks and it’s frustrating!

If you can, you might want to talk to a counselor. If your parents or guardians are anti-counseling you might try to talk to someone at your school like a teacher or administrator or school nurse about the possibility of getting counseling without your parents knowing. Some schools have programs like that.

The adults closest to you might not understand but if you keep looking you’ll eventually find someone who remembers what it’s like to be in your shoes.

And I remember fully feeling like I’d never get control over anything. The end goal of life was graduation from high school and god only knows if I keep existing after that. But the thing is, you do! You keep existing and you figure a lot of stuff out. Wisdom does come with time, it turns out. And legally and practically you end up getting a lot more autonomy as time goes on.

And I know hearing things like this might not feel comforting. When you’re stuck, you’re stuck and no matter how much you logically know it’ll get better right now it sucks.

Just find ways to keep going. And try asking for help sometimes. If your family won’t listen, find someone who will. Take the time to write down your problems and how you feel if you can’t come up with explanations of what’s going on. Or find a friend to talk it out with so you can practice explaining yourself.

If there’s one thing I can promise you, when you’re a couple years into adulthood all of the problems from your teenage years start to feel small. At the time they were big and important though. And that’s what you’re going through right now. And a lot of adults forget about that. Hang in there, and when all of this is behind you, remember how hard it was and maybe someday you can help someone like you.

I’m sorry if all that wasn’t helpful. I don’t know too much about your individual situation. But ask for help when you can. Someone out there understands. You’ll find them.

[moonstruckme]

Hi guys I really don’t want to bring bad vibes on Christmas so truly feel no need to read but vent below

I don’t understand why I feel so fragile coming home these days?? Like my family, specifically my dad’s family (who I’ve always had problems with) has been better this Christmas than any Christmas I can remember, but it takes so little to set me off. I feel like maybe I just have less tolerance for things than I did when I was younger/living here? But I’ve had to flee to bathrooms three times in the past two days to get myself together before I tracked mascara down my face lol. Today it was just that my brother snapped at me because I had asked him to help (admittedly, being somewhat of an annoying/bossy big sister) and he said some cruel things, and really they weren’t even that hurtful and I didn’t take them to heart, but I’m just not used to being talked to that way anymore and as soon as I started to be like “hey” my dad goes “don’t, just ignore it” and I completely snapped at my dad like “why?? Why do I have to ignore it, why is that always my job?” and then immediately felt bad because it’s not like me to snap. I apologized and my dad said it was okay but then within a literal minute, my brother asked me to bring him a drink from the fridge, and I said (quietly, so as not to make a scene) “don’t expect me to do you favors when you talk to me like that.” And that’s….its not new for me to be curt with my brother, but that’s a boundary my therapist has been trying to get me to set. Like, not just letting things blow over when he wants them to. But then he very loudly goes “is that a threat?” and my uncle wants to know what’s going on so my brother loudly repeats what I said and everyone in the room agreed I was “threatening” him when I felt like I was just trying to tell him the sort of behavior I won’t accept. It made me feel really alone and like I’m always the one causing problems when I feel like my brother just gets to say and do whatever he wants and it becomes my fault if I react in any way. Anyway after that I did let it blow over and we had a perfectly nice time, but it makes me feel teary even to think about now. My Christmas hasn’t been bad by a long shot so I don’t mean to complain about small stuff I just felt like I needed to get this out of my system. It’s a bit self-pitying though sorry I might not keep it on here

[mushroominaforest]

(Post panic attack Mushroom here, I’m putting this vent thingy under a cut now, I was kinda freaking out when I posted it so sorry lol)

So. Apparently I’m getting some… uh, something (not actually sure what) done to my face tomorrow. All I really know is that it’s for “aesthetic purposes”.

No matter how many times I insist that I like the way I look, my mom doesn’t seem to agree. Anyways I’m praying to god that this isn’t some sort of plastic surgery or something. With any luck it’s just like, a tooth-whitening procedure (she’s mentioned that a few times so I really hope it’s just that) or something else small. It better not be a nose job. If it’s a nose job (ever since I broke my nose and it got a bump in it, my moms been complaining about how I used to have such a cute button nose) then I swear the second that shit heals I am breaking my nose again. I don’t care.

Yeah I’m… honestly scared. I’ve told my mom so much that I don’t want to change the way I look, and she still went behind my back and booked me this appointment to have… whatever it is done to make me prettier.

But I’m just gonna fuck my face up again if they fix it. If they get rid of my scar I’m taking a knife to my face and giving myself a new one. I don’t want to change. I don’t. I’ll make myself even uglier than I already am. They can’t make me pretty, I don’t want to be! I JUST WANT TO BE MYSELF!

[youreyeson1y]

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MI’S NOTES — [17/10/2024] wow a lot has happened, GOLD is finally out and goddamn u better know im bangin my head to that choreo lol. im obsessed esp with bad girls r us and ofc vay!!! (changbin ate I’m afraid) (short rant coming up lolz — lovely runner & general update) and imaginary friend???? what. was that?!?! top #3 itzy songs im not even kidding I HOPE IT BLOWS UP BECAUSE DBASHDBH

also like small life update heh, when I first started w this, I was making these chs almost daily as I had a week off from school and nothing better to do (was surprised by my own consistency) but then just I had the biggest writer’s block after ch5 so i decided to take a break and I watched lovely runner these past two days !! (usually it takes a lot for me to finish a kdrama, but lr was the first time I binged watched a drama)

I was SIMPING UGH but could never be a bigger simp that sun jae (but I’ll be lying if I said that i didn’t have the biggest crush on the musician-playboy-bestie lolz like the seojun effect finally got me LIKE HES SUCH A CUTIE AND HIS SMILE?? AND THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT??? GOSH 😭😭😭) WHERE DO I FIND MEN LIKE SUN JAE OHMYGOD THEY DON’T MAKE THEM LIKE HIM ANYMORE IM AFRAID 🥲 both the men fr got me giggling and kicking my feet and shit, but the only difference is while musician-bestie guy would be like cocky and proud of himself for getting that reaction out of me, ik sunjae would be kicking his feet with me ohmygod he’s such a simp I’m getting flashbacks and falling in love w them all over again 😭😭 i’m so down bad (but could never compete w sunjae tho he set the standard for pining 🥲) i could really write an essay lol but I’ll stop for yalls sake 😮‍💨😍

and also this break gave me more confidence in my decision in getting a headstart by already making the first few chapters for this smau first before publishing it because I knew my ass could never enjoy a day-off without worrying about the next update and that’s how I wouldn’ve just felt obligated to update and lost my love for the story and feel burnt out and yeah… (can u guess I’ve given up on too many projects 😭)

anyway so that was me, sorry for the long ass a/n but just wanted to vent for a bit 🥲 past mimi signing off xx

SYNOPSIS — kang y/n’s focus was divided between the looming competition and the obnoxious and infuriating kim seungmin. his mocking and sarcastic online jabs sparked her retaliation, entertaining the university with their petty banter. but as their online repartee became routine, curiosity supplanted irritation, threatening her priorities and composure.

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