#as per usual i may lay on the floor about it but like. i dont even think that one works as much as it should

[thecherrygod]

semester starts this week and i think im even more tired than when winter break started

[enigmaticpink]

Rat cages do and dont's

I thought this would be a good reference post for those who have rats are or are thinking about getting rats, considering the amount of misinformation I see on this site about rat enclosures. I honestly could make a series of posts about rat care misconceptions as a whole but I think this is a really important one. Of course there are some exceptions to these, such as in the case of hospital cages or travel/temp cages, but that's not what I'm talking about in this post.

1. Do make sure it's the proper size

Rats need about 2.5 square feet per rat, and adding height or extra levels doesn't add to this, only adding floor space will. A critter nation, a popular rat cage, can only hold four rats. Adding a unit on top doesn't increase the amount of rats you can keep in one, only adding floor space by adding a unit on the side can increase the rat limit. 32x20x24 is the absolute minimum cage dimensions. There are many other brands that meet the requirements and are suitable, make sure to always check the dimensions. Plastic neon critter trails from PetSmart are never ever acceptable.

2. Do use loose substrate all along the base.

Rats are a fossorial species that need to be able to dig and burrow, and thus need at least a few inches of a suitable substrate to be properly enriched. Lining your cage with fleece or blankets is not suitable at all and is something I see many people doing too often. This is not proper rat care. Additionally do not use paper or clay pellets as a substrate through the whole base. Certain types of pellets are okay in litter boxes but aren't a suitable substrate.

Paper bedding is often used and it's not inherently harmful but paper has very poor ammonia control and the ammonia in rat pee is very bad for their delicate respiratory systems. You will need to change this out much more frequently to insure they're not breathing in a bunch of ammonia and it will stink alot more. Plus paper bedding can be more expensive. All around I wouldn't recommend it at all.

Wood shavings are a really good option, depending on the type. Certain woods like cedar and raw pine will release chemicals that aren't good for rats at all. Pine bedding is alright if kiln dried, but some rats still may be sensitive to it, in my experience. Aspen bedding and hemp bedding are great options. Make sure the bedding isn't too dusty, certain brands are less dusty than others, but it isn't too hard to sift the dust out on your own usually.

In the case of bio-active enclosures eco earth and other types of soil make really good substrates, but this type of cage set up honestly deserves its own post.

3. Do have proper ventilation

Like stated before the ammonia in their pee is very bad for their respiratory systems, therefor a cage needs to be properly ventilated. Bin cages, tanks and aquariums, any cage that doesn't have proper ventilation on all sides, is harmful. They need to have proper air flow in and out of the cage. That's why cages with the typical four wired sides and wired top is best. I even see homemade cages with two sides made of wood and two sides made of wire cloth and this isn't okay either. (Not to mention wood cages are improper as well do to pee absorption and being able to be chewed through)

4. Don't use too many levels

Little to no levels should be used in your cage if you want an active lay out. Try replacing them with lava ledges, ropes, branches, baskets and the like, to make the cage layout more enriching and to keep them active and healthy. Ramps especially aren't recommended, this can cause laziness, hind leg degeneration, and wired ramps can cause bumble foot. Wired anything except for the sides of the cage are a big no.

Some people keep one or a minimal amount of levels and I think this is okay depending on what you do with it. I keep one level in my cage to hold a dig box but all other additional levels have been removed.

5. Do fill it with the right things

A big cage that goes above and beyond the size recommendations but isn't filled properly is still subpar. They need lots of enrichment and alot of "clutter" so to speak, to feel safe. A wide open bare cage will not make them feel secure and they will be extremely bored.

They should have lava ledges and ropes and the like for climbing. Sea grass mats and branches made of safe wood also are great. Check beforehand to see if any wooden item is made of a wood that's safe for rats, as some wood is toxic to them. I personally use grape wood and apple wood in my cage.

Foraging toys are also a great, and I'd say necessary, addition to any proper cage. They need things to keep them from getting bored, they are extremely intelligent animals and foraging toys or small puzzles like that are great for them. Actually lots of toys for parrots are great for rats.

They should have at least a few different places to sleep, such as hammocks or hides. I like to have at least one of either for everyone rat.

Fall breakers. This is extremely important to insure the safety of your rats. If your rat falls from the top of the cage, fall breakers are there to catch them and avoid potential injuries. Seagrass mats, nets, and Ikea tie holders are amazing for this, I recommend multiple. You should have enough that there's not too many open spaces your rat can fall through. They also additional give your rat more things to climb on, making the layout more active.

Rats can be littered trained, and paper litter pellets are good for litter boxes, or a different type of substrate then the one you use for the rest of the cage. Just make sure the litter tray doesn't have a wired bottom.

Also additional I recommend having nesting material available in the cage, such as Timothy hay or orchard grass or anything along those lines. They really do enjoy putting nests together with them and it adds some texture variety for them.

6. Do have proper water sources

Rats should have access to clean, fresh water at all times. They should have multiple sources of water.

Bowls aren't bad but are very likely to be spilled, spoiled, or contaminated and need to be changed at least daily. If you do give them water in a bowl they should still always have at least one bottle, though I would recommend more depending on how many rats you have.

7. Don't house rats alone

I think most know this but I'm adding it on in case. Rats are social animals and you cannot replace their need for same species companionship. They should be grouped in groups of two at minimum, and two is the absolute minimum. Three or more is actually much more recommended. Housing a rat alone for long periods of time is down right cruel.

Also don't house them with non rat animals, such as mice and hamsters and the like. They should not under any circumstances be interacting with other species, other than their fellow rats and their humans. Your cat grooming them is not cute.

If there's anything I forgot to say, feel free to add on.

[olivyh]

after im done the twst memories series i wanna do a true villain au…. like where all the characters are actually just pure evil and have no redemption (even the “good” twst characters, like kalim, rook, silver, chenya, and neige) (or maybe they’ll just be accomplices….)

especially for halloween!!! its almost spooky time!!

tw for gore and violence, mentions of alcohol poisoning, russian roulette, body horror, character death below

just imagine an au where yuu goes to the school and theyre actually horrible people

daily executions in heartslabyul, they walk in on trey forced to repair the guillotine… and they havent seen adeuce in quite some time… cater being an executer of his own… using his clones to psychologically/ physically torture people until they confess to their crimes in front of riddle. the roses certainly look a little… darker red than usual, and they smell metallic, unlike the normal flower scent. must be something to do with this new world, right?

students being beaten to death, hunted down by stronger predators in savanaclaw. Leona being the strongest in the dorm, the king of the jungle…every day the smaller members of the dorm disappear once they near a certain hyena, bribed with the promise of getting the scraps of what the king doesnt want. its just the circle of life, yeah?

mostro seems sketchy per usual, until students enter mostro and never return. Yuu being told to run paperwork to azul and finding a body floating in the fish tank, snapped out of their haze by the twins, assuring them that theres nothing wrong in octavinelle, and that they’re safe in the dorm. Are they unsure? Well… they could always make a contract to ensure their protection. Of course, they may have to do some… unsavory things to those who threaten the dorm

people going missing during parties in scarabia, dropping like flies from either alcohol poisoning or actual poisoning. As a party game, groups of students are sent to the oasis… of course, the oasis dried up years ago, and the trip is too far for anyone to survive in the desert. kalim may seem innocent to the deaths of the students, but he enjoys the games, knowing all too well of the consequences. Of course, it gets more fun with the jamil suggesting different games… how about russian roulette?

Daily body modifications in pomefiore, students going to excessive lengths to make themselves the most beautiful they can be. Cut off your flaws, burn them, freeze them off, anything to be the most beautiful. the potions themselves are dangerous, morphing the students into monsters, terrified by their new appearances and locking themselves away, their horrified screams and moans echoing through the castle. But… wasnt the potion right? surely their dorm leader wouldnt mislead them? he was the one who had taught them the technique… but, of course, vil has to keep his hunter entertained. rook loves the atrocities that wander the dorm

the students of ignihyde are even worse, being drawn into their delusions and isolation… brought to near madness. mechanical creatures of their creation roam the halls, some resembling video game heros, others being horrifying monsters, some being relatives long gone of members… of course, bot fights arent uncommon, neither is the bots actively going after unsuspecting dorm members. you can lock yourself in your room all you want, theyre strong enough to beat the doors down. the only choice the members have is to make themselves stronger, slowly turn themselves into robotic creatures…

finally, diasomnia, a dorm filled with absolute silence. the magic hangs thick in the air, and countless students lay along the floor, some cursed to sleep forever, others being corpses left behind from the fae’s recent hunts. the silence is deafening, wouldnt want to wake anyone, would you? of course… fae dont sleep. its not uncommon for people to disappear out of thin air, only to be strung up and dropped from the ceiling once the fae are done feasting

[4townlove]

Tysm for writing these wonderful headcanons it gives me life!! May I request headcanons of when the 4Town members catches their partner sketching cheesy drawings of them? (Kinda like when Mei was having that intense drawing moment) Thank you again!

hello there. awww im so happy you enjoy my headcanons. knowing what i love brings other people joy is awesome. i hope you continue to enjoy my writing. as for your request... now presenting...

4⭐Town Headcanons: The Members Find Your Drawings of Them

⭐ Robaire

he found you on the ground of his dressing room, hurrying to tidy up the scatter notes on thr ground. in his haste to find you he didnt see at first what they were, but once he did, he froze. shock and confusion slowly turning to a soft amusement, especially at your franticness to hide it all from him

".... Oh... oh wow, haha. so... this is what you think about when I'm away?" he chuckled as he walked over to your trembling form. he laughed as you stammered and tried to hide them from his line of sight but, after stopping you with a kiss to the cheek, he crouched to look them over

he blinks at each page, his bemused grin growing as the drawing get more intense and after a while, he laughs and wraps his arms around you, rubbing your back as he whispers, "I'm not mad, just... surprised. but you dont have to daydream when im right here, mon amour"

⭐ Jesse

after a long day of meetings and planning their next show and now, all he wanted was to relax with you. you both meet eyes and give warm but tired smiles as you pack up your notes and prepare to head out, but in your haste, you bump into him, sending your bag slipping from your hands and tipping all the contents falling to the floor

after quickly apologising, Jesse quickly kneels to gather them, only to freeze when his eyes land on a page full of your detailed drawings of you and him. immediately he shoots to his feet and stands straight as a board, eyes wide, face burning red with flustered shock, your notebook still open on the floor. neither of you move for a while, silent and not looking at each other or the pages until you quietly apologise.

"Huh?? Oh n-nonono uh... i-it's..." he starts to say, only to glimpse another drawing a few pages in as you close it. his blush only darkens the more. "I-I... aHem... you're... a very talented artist. you really... captured my charm well.. haha... " he tries to say casually, rubbing the back of his neck as you both awkwardly smile and leave the room

⭐ Taeyoung

he wakes up slowly from one of the weekly naps you take together in his warm dressing room, resting on the couch under a thick blanket to wear off the large lunch you'd shared. he yawne as he pushes himself up and goes in search of his water bottle, only to trip and fall against the vanity. he manages to catch himself but the papers that werr there now lay strewn across the ground.

the clatter wakes you, and quietly, Taeyoung apologises, "oh! sorry dove. i made a mess but I'll clean it up, ok?"

before you can see what he'd knelt to gather, Taeyoung's eyes snap open and a sharp gasp escapes him, his vision clearing as he finds drawings of himself and you at his feet. so many of them... doing so many romance infused things... he is speechless, overwhelmingly flustered, his mind whirring

when you call his name, he flinched and spins to you, doing his best to take in your shock before he slowly turns back to the drawings, his blush so dark. he can't say anything for a while, but when you whisper his name again, a shy smile lifts to his face as he muses quietly, "... you... doodle us like this... too?" and as your eyes meet, you both giggle shyly, charmed by each others yearning and drawn closer because of it

⭐Aaron T

as per usual, he wants to prank you by jumping out from around the corner as you hurry from the main stage. rehersals had been tense so he thought maybe it'd help take the tension off. he could hear you on the way down the hallway and bites his lip in anticipation, holding his breath before jumping out at you as he yells "HEY BABY!!"

your scream is amusement enough, but the scattering of your notes like confetti is cool too. he laughs as you playfully hit his shoulder, quickly apologising before helping you gather your notes, only to see... himself... and you... drawn all over the sheets on the floor

he blanks, staring silently, overheating, eyes so wide they're dilating. you quickly gather most of them up but he gets the last one, staring so quietly its unnerving.

eventually he looks up at you and asks, "You drew this?" and when you slowly, shyly nod, he snickers a laugh before winking, "You could've just asked me for a kiss, yknow. Not that i dont appreciate it. This one's going in my dressing room." and then you were off again, chasing him down the hall

⭐ Aaron Z

on a particularly busy day, you are in an empty dance studio with him. you ask him to grab your phone from your bag to order something and when he does, a folded piece of paper falls from your bag

he picks it up only to glimpse his name in the corner and as he opens it, despite your gasp in protest, his eyes go wide

he blushes hot, quickly folding it and putting it back in your bag just as fast. for a while he keeps quiet, and it's a stiller quiet than normal, but after a few seconds, he turns back to you. he looks blankly for a moment, before walking up to you and nodding, "cute" before clearing his throat and stiffly shuffling out of the room, making excuses about needing to get some water before he vanished out of the door.

he doesnt go far though. he just presses his burning forehead to the cool wall outside the studio, staring at the brick, desperately trying to clear his head and not fall for you more than he already has. he does not succeed

[pufflocks]

hi bestie! here's a concept for u: think about sitting in arans lap after taking an (eventful) shower after practice. his skin warm against yours and the towel hanging loose around his hips does nothing to stop his bulge from pressing into yours. his kisses are slow and purposeful, sucking on your chest and neck while you apply product to his damp hair, massaging his scalp in that circular motion he likes. it's soft and intimate how you crane your head to get a better look at his scalp, brushing down and around in a clockwise motion a couple times until the waves curl in on themselves and he's looking dashingly handsome per usual.

"gonna put the duey on too?" he grins and you humm in reply. confirming his assumption when you lean in to press a kiss to his plump lips, simultaneously tugging the baby blue silk material off his desk. you secure it to his head with ease and slide your fingers along the seams to ensure the fabric doesn't press into his forehead while he sleeps. "there. all good" you whisper.

arans lovestruck smile is blinding, he looks at you with dark, hooded eyes that unleash butterflies in your abdomen. then a pulse of wanting warms you from the inside out when he rasps "mmm, thank you prince"

Summary: When- when I say I look dumb ash smiling hella hard in my bed- I say that with the highest confidence cuz. ✌🏽😛 I dont think yall understand but Aran is literally a fucking- *bangs on the mf table* BLACK GOD— lemme do this before I bust a nut in these damn pants. Also I love yo ass for this. ❤💙💛 { Hope you don't mind I got carried away. This req might make me do a part 2. 🚶🏽‍♂️}

Warnings: NSFW • Aran being fine ash • proof read

Cast: Bottom!M!Reader! X Aran Ojiro

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Steam clouded shower windows with two intimate silhouettes crossing eachother. Coming for the second time is when your mind started o slip into something darker than your own lust. You draw your body closer to the chest of your lover, Aran, as his heavy hands squeeze near your rigid hip bones as if it was routine.

In an hushed voice to your ear, "So out in the open for me, sweets." He smirked when you turned to plant a messy kiss under his jaw. Not meaning to linger longer than you need to.

Due to everything basically falling in slow motion, breathing felt more difficult as you felt him pulsate inside of you. Ugh, his girth was most definitely something you favored.

Anything that required moving felt hard, though. How could he be conscious while you were barely on your own feet ? God complex anyone would think, honestly.

Minutes passing while your heart sped up for the umpth time as you felt your orgasm come in reach. Not even a break ? You could only guess he was still pumped with adrenaline from the winning game earlier.

He hit the finishing touch to the ball as the audience roared with excitement and cheer. He deserved it. And as the greedy and lovestruck thing he was, he also thought he deserved some shower sex from his favorite person. You.

"Baby- g- Mm-! Gonna cum, bae. Fuck !" He held you close as though someone would take you from him. Broad shoulders hunching over as he jerked you off under lukewarm water.

He mumbled a, "Come on baby boy.. Come on daddy and show me how much I deserve this tight ass." That sent you over the moon immediately, having you shooting a quivering load. Breath racked in your lungs and head thrown back as your curled in closer to the much bigger body. "There you go. Good boy. Fuck, such a perfect lil' thing." Ending the sex with tender kisses to his lovers back.

He did deserve it.

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After a long while, you both made yourselves present in his room. Aran not even bothering to adjust the towel around his hips considering the light bulge he had underneath rudely pressing against your own.

"I love you so much Y/N." He started with purposeful kisses occasionally giving your ass a firm, but a gentle stroke of his enlarged hands. He loved you alright. He couldn't stop himself from nipping at your warm wet skin on your chest to your neck. The hickies already looking as red as a rose in spring. You doubt he would apologize for them since he enjoyed hearing you complain in the morning.

"I love you too. Too much.." You were in sync with his body language and movement. Had you not drawn yourself back, you probably would have had him have his way with you again. That sounded pleasant to the ears though you both needed rest.

"Give me the comb and oil bottle." Your boyfriend stopped his idle ministrations and quirked and eyebrow at you.

"Give you what ?" He waited for a response before you giving him a playful eye roll.

"Please. Please give me the comb and oil. Stop play with me, Aran." You said. He stifled his laugh as you were handed the comb. Soft stroking his head with it as you crane your head to get a different angles at a specific area. His hair was one of the things he cherished secretly so you and some other family members were only aloud to touch it.

A minute later or so you realized his eyes were lingering near your chest down to your idle member. "Feel good ?" You whispered. Scooting yourself closer to his body.

"Yeah. S' good to me, baby boy. Thank you." He murmured. The movement to hug your waist nearly made you drop the oil bottle out of your hand.

He sat up straight to look up at you only to give you a lingering smooches to your jaw. "Gonna put the duey on ?" He asked. You hummed. Raising your shoulders a bit from the ticklish sensation he was giving you to your jaw.

"So sensitive." He poked your sides making you jump, while in the process of grabbing his silky baby blue durag from his desk.

"Stop before I choke you with this string, boy." You giggled. He snickered. Not funny.

"You wouldn't." He pestered on. You would, but you weren't in the mood to act goofy after kickass shower sex.

He started to trace his fingers under your towel, rubbing on your thighs while you were at work putting on the duey. It was silent in the room besides him humming every now and then some songs.

"Done, you look sexier now." You kissed his forehead as you smoothed your hand over his head. He smiled then his face turned into confusion.

"I wasn't sexy before ?" He said chuckling. It was cute and funny how your day started with a win of a your boyfriend's game, then ending in you both in his room giggling and cackling like dumbasses.

"You are ! But this baby blue on yo big ass head gonna make me bust one. Stay safe." You chuckled lightly as you pulled away from him. Finally standing on your own legs on the cold wooden floor. The water on both of your bodies dried up now aswell.

"'M finna put on some clothes. It's cold in here." Before you could even step closer to the dresser he grabbed you by your waist. The both of you falling into the plush bed as he made quick ministrations to cover you both in blankets and his sheets. The towels you both had around your bodies long forgotton.

"You are literally something." You mumbled scooting closer to his warm chest. Having a slightly bigger person to cuddle with was always a blessing and he took that role with a smile.

"I may be something, but I'm your something and you're my prince." So sappy. He planted a kiss to your temple. You hummed in appreciation as you placed chaste kisses to his chest and underside his clipped beard.

"Sleepy now.." you said. Yawning felt really good at the moment. Letting your eyes hang low and mind rest fully. Aran held you closer to his chest as he brushed back any hair from your forehead.

"Go to sleep my prince. You deserve it." He murmured laying the final kiss to your upper eye lid. You don't know what you did to deserve it, but knowing how humble and forgiving your man is, you might have deserved it at this point if he said something.

Yes.. Yes.

[honesthammie]

Te amo

I am working on a few of the other prompts and a part 2 to prompt 4 the soulmate au I just recently got another puppy and I still have uni work to do so I'm a bit behind schedule with these and I'm so sorry. Hopefully this little kinda songfic makes up for it.

13th doctor x female reader

Warnings: swearing as usual, fluffy, sad thoughts, twist the original songs meaning, long as fuck.

Probably terrible as its my first songfic

I don't know much Spanish so some of the examples later on are Google translated and I know it can be wrong so I do apologise for any mistranslations

This is based off Rhiannas song Te Amo but I'm switching it up a little. I dont why 13th doctor came into my head when I was listening to it but it gave me this lil oneshot idea so enjoy! The picture is not mine but the rainbow effect added is done by me! Same for the picture later on.

I've been travelling with this amazing alien for a whole year now. The adventures are always amazing if she's there! The others sometimes complain and say its boring, especially on a junk planet but to see her face light up with excitement makes my day and it well worth the dirt we cover ourselves on by the time we are done. And when she finds something that she thought was useful and it turns out, it's not her scrunch is amazing.

Okay, I'll admit it. I'm in love with this alien. I know, weird, a human and an alien together? But I can't help it! I'm completely besotted with her. If she even looks in my direction, my legs go to jelly and I get butterflies. I know, cheesy. But thats exactly how I feel around her. I barely want to touch her because I nearly fainted the last few times. And I fear she may pick up on how I'm distancing myself from her. I don't want to break her heart and leave, the thought of her look kills me as is so I'm trying to get her to kick me off.

It doesn't seem to be working though. I've been distancing myself since I found out about how I feel, which is now 6 months ago and she's trying to get me to be as close as I was with her.

I'll tell her. On one of our amazing adventures but I can't do it straight forward, it's making me sick with anxiety just thinking about it. I'll fancy it up, make her work it out. Whenever we are next to each other and the moment is right, I'll tell her in another language!

I finally get out of bed after I finished writing in my diary. I slip some comfy clothes on and head out to the TARDIS library and hope no one is there, especially her. I'll be distracted and right now, I need to concentrate. I wonder the warm halls, grateful that the TARDIS had considered my preferences. I think the TARDIS likes me more than the others because I talk to her and show her gratefulness for taking us somewhere amazing and I chat to her regularly and I try to involve her in my conversations. The others find it weird, except for the Doctor, she just smiles and joins in with me. Im still learning how to translate her but I think I've sort of got it.

I reach my hand forward and grab the aged bronze doorknob and open to the giant room. There were so many floors that an elevator had to be used to access some of them as the Doctor said "walking would literally take weeks to reach some floors". Thankfully the TARDIS organises them to make them easier to find. I looked forward and saw an interactive map in front of me. My hands touched the screen and many subjects and categories came up. Anything ranging from kiddie tales to straight up smut, I have a feeling either River or Missy are to blame for that addition.

I've never met them but the TARDIS showed me videos from her database and brought books to my attention about them. They both seem very dirty minded people so I'm not surprised those are there. I wonder if the Doctor has ever stumbled upon this section or is it for none Doctor eyes only? If she does know about them, has she ever read one? No, don't go there you stupid brain! She probably doesn't know!

I quickly stop that train of thought and catch my breath. I've never thought about those kinds of things about anyone before. Stupid Timelord, making me go all weird and think dirty things. Now my face is all red, I really hope I'm alone in here. I quickly focus back to the task at hand, finding a new language to learn. The TARDIS seemed to know where to go and blue arrows appeared, guiding me to the right section in what could be a maze.

As I walking, I felt excitement rise within me. What if she felt the same way? What if she was impressed by how far I wanted to go just to say those 3 words? Would her hazel honey eyes sparkle with delight? Would she scronch her nose in amazement?

Before I knew it, I'd arrived at the language learning section and there were many alien languages but the TARDIS seemed to have a better idea of what would be perfect for me as a white hardback book fell off the 4th shelf onto the wooden floor. I picked it up and noticed how smooth the cover was and how old yet unused it looked. The white was a little off, almost a dull cream from ageing which made the gold writing harder to read. The title was simple:

Spanish basics and need to knows.

I did always find Spanish in school fun to learn, more than French or German anyway and I don't wanna stereotype this into a typical French is the language of romance. I never really found it romantic sounding compared to Spanish.

I picked up the book and quickly flicked through to the right page and took a note on my phone as to what the translation was and put the worn book away. I quietly thanked the TARDIS and rushed out of the library and back into my room where I could practice without getting caught.

A few weeks have passed since I picked up the new words and practiced them until I was confident and had the TARDIS' approval that I was saying it right. Today the Doctor wanted to take us to this party in the 18th century and we all decided to dress for the part once we landed.

Yaz was wearing a beautiful black and red ballroom gown, accented with little bows around the bottom and lace cuffs. She had her black hair curled into a ponytail. It was simple and cute, much like her style normally. Graham and Ryan wore similar suits but Graham wore green accents and Ryan wore yellow accents.

I let the TARDIS pick my dress. She picked a black and dark blue ballroom gown with blue roses on the bottom. It had black lace underneath and blue lace as the cuffs. The gown also seemed to glitter slightly in the light making me sparkle very subtly. I put my comfy boots on as you couldn't see my shoes as I walked anyway so why did it matter? With all the running we do, I'm not risking my ankles with heels, thank you very much. I had my (h/c) hair in (fave style). It suited my dress perfectly.

I nearly choked on oxygen when I saw how hot the Doctor looked in her suit. It took me a few moments to realise we match. We both blushed at the realisation. Of course the TARDIS makes us match! No wonder why she was more than eager to help me pick an outfit! Stupid sentient ship, shipping us already!

I quickly cleared my throat and complimented everyone on how amazing they looked but I just couldn't take my eyes off the Doctor for long. She was like a magnet for my eyes. Someone help before she realises!

"Don't we all look brilliant? Perfect for the party! 18th century Yorkshire to be exact! What a great century for you guys. Now then, this party is for Nobles and higher, as per usual in these times. Ryan, I suggest you keep in mind about any racist comments that may come out. But as long as you say your Graham's personal butler, you should be welcomed with little resistance. And Yaz, I want you to be (y/n)'s personal maid. That does mean you'll have to follow your so called "masters" around and do anything they ask unfortunately and Graham, (y/n), please act like the others around you and use them. Unfortunately this is the only way all 5 of us can join the party. You'll be fine as long as you bite your tongues. Now the Noble Edward Collins is the host so be sure to thank him for inviting you, even though you technically weren't. And try not to get too drunk, I know what you humans are like! Now follow me." The Doctor explained. I was going to tell the Doctor today, but I guess, I'll have to wait.

The Doctor opened the doors and we were in a cupboard under some gorgeous marble stairs. As we walked towards the party I noticed some family portraits along the walls. They were a very beautiful looking family. The mother had long blonde hair and pale blue eyes. The father was buff, long brown hair and daring brown eyes. There were two children, a girl and a boy. The girl had long brown hair and sparkling blue eyes, whilst the son had blonde hair and brown eyes. They also had a brown greyhound dog laying by the sons feet. The son must be the host, Edward. He looked not much older than 10 in the last painting but the daughter was no where to be found in the portrait and theu all looked mournful. Is she dead and is that the picture capturing the moment of grief? Why would anyone want that? It's so strange, even for this time period.

The Doctor held me and Yaz close, stopping us in our tracks. My heart was racing at the simple touch. But as soon as the touch was there, it was gone. "I hope its okay with you (y/n) but you're going to have to be married to someone."

My heart stopped for a moment and I nearly choked on air. "What? Why?"

"Because women like yourself would have been married as young as 13 or 14. Now your only choices are me and Graham. You can't choose Ryan as he's supposed to be a butler and you can't choose Yaz as she's your maid. The choice is yours, I just need to know wether or not I should refer to you as my darling wife or not?"

What. The. Fuck.

Why did her even calling me that l, turn me on? Obviously, I'm going to choose her but I'm going to have to perfect my reasoning here.

"As much as I love Graham, it's going to be awkward if I have to kiss him or anything because he's like my grandad! I guess you'll do Timelord. Come on then husband, we don't want to be late to the dancefloor!" I spoke clearly hoping she didn't notice how excited I actually was to have even a hint of a relationship with her. It may be fake but ill take anything when it comes to her.

We arrived at the welcome committee and handed our cards over, aka the psychic paper. We were going as Mr and Mrs (last name). The Doctor was holding my hand this entire time and it's driving me insane. I don't know if she can feel my racing pulse under her fingers but if she can I hope she puts it down to excitement! We walked down the most grandest staircase you would ever lay your eyes on.

First we walked around, greeting everyone as they came up to us or if she dragged me to someone she knew, but not personally. She was cute when she was fangirling over these people. Yaz found it annoying as she just wanted to party but I couldn't help it. The way her eyes shimmer with recognition was more beautiful than any galaxy she could ever take us. Sometimes her eyes flickered with admiration and it did make me have jealousy for just a moment before I remembered, I'm staying with her and they aren't .

As the party moved on we met the host Edward. He looked a lot different than in his paintings. He was around 20 years old now and his blonde hair was below his shoulders. He looked a lot like his father with his muscley build. And he was very charismatic which I did not like as he poured all his charm into the Doctor. Does everyone here know that he's gay or does he see through the Doctors disguise? Either way, it was rubbing me the wrong way. I quickly excused myself with Yaz and walked into the bathroom.

"I did not like him. I do not like this Edward guy. Something about him rubs me completely wrong. He's handsome but something is telling me he knows the Doctor isn't a man."

"I felt the same way. He knows something we don't. Before we go out there again, do you mind if I ask you a question?" Yaz asked. My mind was racing a hundred miles an hour. She knows. The jig is up with Yaz. "How do you feel about her, honestly? One minute you 2 are inseparable, then you distance yourself and now you are a nervous wreck around her! I won't judge but I just want to make sure my theory is correct."

Shit. I guess I really was obvious. Does she know?

"If your theory is about me falling hopelessly in love with the Doctor then you'd be correct. I can't help it. I'm going to tell her how I feel without being completely stupid. I just need a right moment to say it." I spoke with a heavy sigh. Hopefully, Yaz can help create that moment thay I need. She nods her head and opens the door. We walk back to the Doctor and notice Edward has gone to other guests and she was talking to Graham. I looked around and saw Ryan flirting with a pretty lady near the food table. Why am I not surprised?

A few hours had passed and the Doctor seemed bored with standing and talking so I made a plan in my head. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the dancefloor as the next song came on. I didn't quite know how to dance properly but I knew the basics if it. She has to lead and I simply follow suit. It took a few moments but I got the hang of it with the Doctors help. Soon we were dancing so gracefully underneath the most beautiful candelabra that lit up her face perfectly.

Her hair swayed to our perfect dance ever so gently. Her eyes sparkled with amusement and her lips were in a permanent smile. She even laughed a couple of times. Then as the music slowed down to a pace that was perfect, I grabbed her waist and looked her. My heart was going crazy and my legs were about to buckle but I had rehearsed my lines. I can do this.

"Hey Doc. Its been an amazing time with you but I can't continue this without being honest with you. But everytime I get close, I back down in fear. So I'm going to let you figure it out. Doctora te amo. Entiendo que si no sientes lo mismo y me iré si quieres. (Doctor i love you. i understand if you don't feel the same way and i'll leave if you want.)" I spoke with as much passion and intention as I could. I looked into her eyes and saw her confused and trying to work out what I said. I would find it cute if my heart was beating right out of my chest. "Well, I've had a great time but I'm fucking knackered. I'm calling it night. I'll be heading to the TARDIS if you need me."

"I'll come with ya. I'm knackered as well and we both need each other to undo the corsets and mine is starting to hurt a little bit. How we used to do this for a full day, everyday, is beyond my understanding. As beautiful as we look, I don't think its worth the pain this will bring in the morning." Yaz spoke with a slight mumble as proof of her mental state and finishing with a yawn. I chuckled at her state and walked back to the TARDIS with a small amount of chat along the way.

She is right though. These corsets really do hurt you after a while, I'm glad I chose not to wear heels or else I'll be fucked for in the morning. I would literally scream. I think the Doctor had the right idea in wearing a suit, no pain. I do feel bad for leaving her but I just need some space after basically admitting everything that's been built up within me for too damn long. Maybe I should tell Yaz how it went and maybe she can help determine if the Doctor is happy or not.

We walked back into the wardrobe room and I helped Yaz out of her corset. She immediately sighed in relief. She finished getting herself into comfy clothes and started to untie my ribbon.

"So did you tell her?"

"Sort of. I basically told her everything but in Spanish. I just hope it doesn't change anything, except in a positive way, of course! If she wants me gone, I've told her that it's fine and I understand. She's very socially awkward and as cute as I find it, it may not help me in this situation. Do you have any clues on how she may react once she figures it out?"

Yaz stopped untying my corset for a moment and placed 1 finger upon her chin in thought. Her eyes were almost shut and seemed almost completely black in the light. After what seemed like forever, she took her finger off her chin and beamed a toothy smile. Her eyes sparkled as she remembered something and seemed to gleam slightly menacingly. A smirk replaced her smile soon after.

"There's a few times she's shown affection towards you. And I mean romantic affection. She always chooses to hold your hand over anyone else's if given the choice. She always steps I'm front of you when an enemy threatens to kill us all or hurt us in anyway. When you go wandering around on your own, she's terrified thats she's lost you forever to an enemy we don't even know of!" Yaz starts explaining carefully as if she's worried on how to word it.

"Those are just friendly affec-"

"I wasn't done. I was warming up." Yaz interrupts me as I was about to go into a self deprecating speech on how I'm just a friend to everyone and never a lover. "She always looks to see your face on adventures because she secretly loves your reactions, bad or good. When the Master revealed himself, she looked straight at you for support on how she should react. When she came back from the Kasavin, she ran straight to you and made sure you were ok first before any of us. When we were in the Tsungra medical ship, the first person she asked for was you! Whilst she was unconscious on board the ship, she kept mumbling your name, over and over again. When she saw how gorgeous you looked today, I thought she'd take you right there on the spot! She fucking loves you (y/n)! You're just so unbelievably blind to it all!"

Yaz was almost red with rage. Did she really do all that, for me? The TARDIS mustve read my mind and seemed to hum positively in reply. If everything Yaz said is true then she'll be so happy about it and maybe we can be a thing! But then again, maybe losing so many in a similar position as me will turn her away. Maybe her soul is awry and she's asking why right now.

Once I had gotten changed I went to sleep almost straight away, I suppose all that dancing and social ques having tired me out more than I thought.

I woke up to a soft knock on my door. I rubbed my (e/c) eyes and told them I'd be a few minutes as I've only just woken up. It wasn't until I finished brushing my (h/c) hair that I remembered what happened yesterday. All the panic rushed within me at once and I nearly threw up. I took several deep breaths and opened the door.

"GRAHAM THANK FUCK ITS YOU!" I almost shouted at him. He looked a little bewildered for a moment before he seemed to remember what brought him here in the first place.

"Hello Love, I'm here because Doc wanted to speak with you privately in the library. She says that the TARDIS will guide you to her location. She seemed a little off after you and Yaz left. Did something happen? Is everything ok?" Graham asked cautiously. He must be so confused.

"Sort of. I'll explain more when I get back but what do you mean by "a little off"?"

"Well she seemed lost in all sense of the word. She kept muttering "Te Amo" all the time. She was all over the place aswell. She got me and Ryan back here not long after you guys. Something about not trusting Ryan to not get alcohol poisoning without her around. She hasn't really left the library since if I'm honest. She's been in there for 12 hours. I only know she wants you because she whattsapped me on my phone. Whatever is going on, please sort it out, she's starting to really worry me. She hasn't been the same since that Master guy came around." Graham spoke clearly, albeit confused. I nodded my head and walked in the opposite direction to him and hoped the TARDIS would take me there quicker than normal. I want to treat this like a plaster, rip it off in one go.

Sooner than I realised, I grabbed the all too familiar door knob of the library. I took a deep breath and walked in. A blue line appeared towards the interactive map. I awakened the console and I saw a black screen with a few words on it. It looked like a message with how it was presented.

Hello (y/n)! Don't walk until you calm. Breath deeply and try not to panic. I promise you, all will work out in the end. I see more than you realise and I know my thief better than anyone whoever stepped foot into my being. I know of her main problem about the situation. If she loves you, drink this. It won't hurt, she'll know what it is.

The TARDIS

I should have been surprised by this new knowledge that she could speak to me, in a way, but I've seen so much and I am so tender hooks so I didn't take much notice of it. I quickly sat down and tried to control my breathing. After about 5 or so minutes, I felt calm enough to finally meet up with her and hear what she has to say.

I followed the blue line carefully until I spotted her in a comfy room. She mustve gotten changed at some point as she was wearing her usual rainbow outfit, minus the jacket. She was sat on a deep purple sofa, legs curled into her body. Her shoes were on the carpeted floor underneath her, seemingly forgotten for the moment. There were many books surrounding us from many cultures and spieces. One wall had a cozy wood burning fireplace crackling within the silence that surrounded us.

Her face was scrunched within deep thought. Her eyes sparkling with an emotion that I couldn't quite put my finger on; hope, sorrow or excitement? Her lips had a small smirk gracing them and her teeth had bitten a small part of it. Her hands were holding a book in a way where I couldn't quite see what it was.

I didn't want to disturb her as she looked so ethereal with the warm glow of the fire highlighting her in the perfect way. Unfortunately, it's plaster time and I wanted this sorted sooner rather than later. I took a deep breath took in the picture for memory.

"Hey, Graham said you wanted to talk to me? Is everything ok?" I asked gently and as softly as I could so she was carefully brought out of her little world. I didn't want to scare her. She raised her eyes from her book for a moment and bookmarked the page she was at with a little TARDIS paperclip. She placed the book on the table at the side of her and patted the seat next to her.

As I sat down my nerves were through the roof. She gave nothing away as she stared at me for a minute, as if assessing something about me.

"Why are you so nervous? Calm down. You are right, It is to do with last night. You left pretty abruptly after basically confessing your feelings to me. I was so confused, not just about what you said but about myself and what I wanted to do about you." The Doctor spoke monotonously. Did she mean get rid of me? "I had to first of all, find out what you said, well done on learning a new language by the way, one even I'm not fluent at. I'm guessing the old girl had something to do with that idea. Not that, you aren't smart enough but you don't know what languages I do or don't know."

The Tardis seemed to chuckled at the accusation and I simply nodded my head. "I wanted to buy myself time and to impress you."

"You impressed me a long time ago Miss (l/n). That is just a cherry on top. After I figured out what you said, no thanks to my old friend here, I went through a lot of thinking. I've not been in many relationships and you know my history regarding the ones I have been in. You know, River and Missy? And I have such a bad past with it ending in nothing but tears for me. I always lose those I care for deeply." She spoke with tears spilling from her gorgeous eyes. I grabbed her face gently and wiped away the stray tears that managed to escape their home.

"That was when you were a man. You're a woman now, everything is so different. Relationships can be heartbreaking. I know what you're main problem is and the TARDIS has a solution to that. I just need you to tell me the truth. How do you feel about me? Do you want me to stay or not?" I stated holding the small shot glassed amount of liquid in my hand. The liquid was golden and sparkled slightly in the light. There were specks of orange and silver within it and it was as hot as a nice cup of (hot drink). Her eyes sparkled with hope and shock. Her lips were smiling wide. And she seemed to giggle at the sight of it. She held it for a moment as if examining it like a rare artefact, maybe it was. Either way, I trust her judgement and if she's happy about it, then so am I. Once she had analysed the drink, she practically leapt into my arms and pushed me down on my back. She smelled of custard creams and the TARDIS which was odd but completely her and I couldn't imagine her smelling any other way.

"That does solve our problem! What she has just given you is the rarest liquid in the universe seeing as only one thing in the entirety of space can produce it. That drink is known as the nectar of the chosen ones. It's rare as the race that used to make them has practically gone extinct. There's only 3 left in the known universe and you're living in one. That drink is the blood of the TARDIS. It grants you immortality if you drink it. It is said to resemble your favourite beverage no matter who you are. However, it only lasts 100 years and you must drink it every century or else your body clock will kick in and you will age and be as mortal as you are now." She speaks with a warning as we sit up holding holds.

"I have no problem with that. I would sacrifice everything if it meant I got to call you mine. Just please tell me and I'll drink it." I told her with adoration in my eyes.

She held me close and planted a soft and gentle kiss to my lips. It was short but it sent more fireworks than you can imagine through my body. I knew I had found her. She grabbed my waist and whispered next to my ear:

"Te Amo"

[luciferloser]

The undateables reacting to a parent MC

 GNMC as per usual

Diavolo

It goes without saying Diavolo already knew you had a child. After all, it was his programme. However, he wasn’t prepared for your toddler to be so CUTE!  As a result, he vowed right then and there that he would protect this tiny human and their parent with his entire being. 

“Actually Lucifer, I think MC and their child should stay at the castle with me.”

“But Diavolo-” Lucifer protested.

“Are you going to oppose me on the matter?” Diavolo teased lightly, knowing Lucifer meant well.

While Diavolo was thrilled to have you and your child staying with him in the castle, you did feel bad for Barbatos, knowing he’d be the one picking up the pieces of the Prince’s latest escapades with his newest partner in crime - your very curious 3-year-old. 

“My Lord, while it’s delightful to see you getting on with your paperwork, I dont think MC’s child is going to be providing much assistance.” Barbatos grimaced, picking up one of the contracts Diavolo was supposed to read over, noticing the small embellishments in the corners that looked oddly like the butler dabbing. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about B! Besides, they’re only drawing on the rejected ones, therefore it’s called recycling. Apparently the humans are big on that nowadays.” Diavolo grinned; chuckling at the drawings taking up most of his study floor.

The butler sighed, questioning just who was more work; the toddler, or the prince supposedly looking after said child. “While I am thrilled to see you two enjoying yourselves, I’m afraid it’s a certain somebody’s bedtime.” Barbatos announced.

“But B I’m not tired~” Diavolo whined, throwing his arms up slightly.

“Pardon me, My Lord, but I actually meant MC’s child.” the butler corrected, raising a brow slightly at the Demon Prince’s behaviour. “But rest assured, your helper will be back again, fully refreshed tomorrow.”

“Ah, excellent! Rest up Kid, there’s plenty more recycling to be done tomorrow.” Diavolo promised, waving to the toddler as Barbatos led them out of the study. This exchange programme was definitely going to be a success.

Barbatos

Barbatos also knew that you were a parent before you arrived at the Devildom. He also knew that the Demon Lord would end up wrapped around your child’s little finger and insist on you moving into the castle. However, what he hadn’t anticipated was that he would also fall victim to your toddler’s charms. For the first week, he went about his duties as normal. However, the real turning point for the usually ever-composed butler was when your little one had asked to make cookies. Sounds like a mundane enough task for Barbatos, right? Wrong.

“Ah ah don’t touch that oven, Child. It’s still hot.” Barbatos warned, scooping the curious toddler into his arms and seating them on the counter in front of him.

“Why do you always call me child?” the toddler huffed, trying their hardest to look unimpressed. However, with their puffed out cheeks and crossed arms, even Luke has looked scarier.

“Well, that’s what you are, no?” the butler jested, raising an eyebrow in amusement. “There’s certainly no doubting who raised you.” he added as an afterthought to himself.

“No I’m not a child anymore! I’m 4 and 1/4 so I’m basically a grown up.” 

“Ah, my mistake, you’re absolutely right. You are grown up. So much so I’d say you’re too big for cookies.” he mused, reaching for the plate of said snack.

“You’re never too grown up for cookies! Besides, Dia eats them all the time, that’s why I wanted to make them today - so you wouldn’t have to work as hard today...” the tiny human confessed avoiding Barbatos’ eyes the whole time. 

At that confession, Barbatos paused. On the outside, he looked as composed as ever. However, on the inside, he was falling apart. While the toddler may not be old enough to create a pact; he was ready to pledge his allegiance to the child right there and then.

“Is that so? In that case, let’s go and find my Lord and show him all of your hard work.” Barbatos smiled gently, helping your child down from the counter and handing the plate of cookies over. A year definitely wasn’t going to be long enough.

Simeon

As an angel from the Celestial realm, Simeon was always around purity and holiness. Naturally, he was overjoyed when he saw the baby that was resting in your arms the first time he saw you outside of classes at RAD because babies are often associated with purity. As part of his kindhearted nature, Simeon was also one of the first to offer his services for looking after your baby if you ever needed some alone time.

“You’re sure you don’t mind looking after them for a little while? I know you’ve got Luke to keep an eye on as well-” you double-checked, even though Simeon was already cradling your child in his arms.

“Of course MC it’s an honour for you to rely on me to babysit! Besides, I don’t think Asmodeus would appreciate it if I made you cancel your spa trip with him.” the angel assured you, grinning softly.

“Ahh, you’re right about that I suppose. Well, if you do decide the little one’s too much for you, Barbatos has said he’s happy to take over for you. I totally get it if you need a break.” you said, pulling your DDD out of your pocket to see the Lust demon calling you.

“I’m sure we’ll be just fine, now go on and enjoy your spa trip!” Simeon encouraged, as he began to close the door. He’s babysat looked after Luke for long enough, one more little cherub can’t be much more work, right?

After closing the door, Simeon laid your sleeping baby down in the Moses basket you’d left. If your baby was going to be asleep for most of the 2 hours you’d be gone for, this was going to be just fine. However, after just 5 minutes, your baby was already excercising their lungs; screaming louder than anything the flustered angel had ever heard.

“Oh dear, come here my little cherub.” with that, he gathered the crying child into his arms once more, beginning to rock backwards and forwards slowly. Just as quickly as the crying started, the screaming soon ceased and the baby began to coo softly; looking up at Simeon curiously.

“There we go, that’s better. I can’t believe something so loud came from something so small!” he exclaimed, moving to place the now pacified baby back down in the basket. However, just as he stopped to lay the child back down, they began to fuss once more.

“Oh? You want to be held? Hm, in that case, why don’t we go on a little adventure around Purgatory Hall?” and with that, Simeon set off on a slow walk around the halls, explaining where each art piece and decorative item originated from; your baby watching him the entire time.

Solomon

Hearing a knock at your door, you called out to the person on the other side, assuming it was one of the brothers. “It’s unlocked!” turning back to the baby on your bed, trying to wriggle their way out of the baby grow you hadn’t quite finished buttoning up yet.

“Oh? Well this is most interesting.” someone mused from behind you.

Spinning around, you were surprised to see Solomon at your door, considering the brothers weren’t very trusting of the white-haired sorcerer. “Solomon! What brings you here?” you quizzed, once again turning to focus on your child.

“I had come over with the intention of taking you out for dinner, to get to know my fellow human exchange student. However, it looks as though you’re a little too busy for that.” the sorcerer confessed, scratching the back of his head.

“Ah, I’m sorry, maybe another day if I can find someone to take care of this one,” you apologised, picking up your 5 month-old and resting them on your hip. “You’re more than welcome to stay here for a while. Whilst it might not be over dinner, we can still get to know each other here?”

“I would love to. Are you sure you’re not too busy with your child?” he queried; taking a seat on the edge of your bed, as he wiggled his fingers to your baby.

Upon spotting the new character in your room, your baby immediately leaned forward, reaching his arms out to Solomon. You glanced at him curiously, nothing he had a slight smirk on his face. “Wow, they took to you even faster than they did to Simeon! Usually strangers makes them hide into me.” you mused out loud.

“Your child has good taste MC. I can already tell we’re going to get along just fine.” the sorcerer declared, grinning at you as he raised your baby up slightly. You certainly had no objections.

[golden-van-fleet]

Your Song

Summary: Gwilym has loved you for a long time and will continue to.

Word Count: ~2.2k

A/N: Hi! I needed to write about Gwilym. I’m not sure about the format? Also on mobile for this one. Enjoy!

It’s a little bit funny, this feeling inside

I’m not one of those who can easily hide

Despite Gwilym being an actor, his fatal flaw was his inability to hide what was on his mind. The entire world knew how he felt about you, except for, well, you. It made his stomach turn, to see you with a man that wasn’t him, holding his hand, kissing his cheek, calling him “babe”. He hoped, wished, and prayed desperately to be that man.

I don’t have much money, but boy if I did

I’d buy a big house where we both could live

He knew you wanted a big house in the countryside. It’d been your dream for as long as either of you could remember. In fact, it was the first thing he bought with his paycheck from Bohemian Rhapsody. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t dream of the two of you living there like Allie and Noah in The Notebook. He didn’t want to buy your love, per se, but if he could afford what you wanted, he wanted to be able to spoil you. For only being your best friend, he treated you a hell of a lot better than that boyfriend of yours ever could. Any of them, really.

And it wasn’t lost on you. You’d lost a couple boyfriends because they felt they couldn’t compete with Gwilym, and they couldn’t. Gwilym was over the top for you and only for you. When he bought the house, you were stunned. He constantly had you over, one of the guest rooms unofficially becoming your room. You’d been by his side before the fame and the fortune, it was only fair in his eyes that you were still there after it.

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no

Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show

I know it’s not much but it’s the best I can do

My gift is my song and this one’s for you

Every performance he did as Brian May was with you in mind. Gwilym was willing to go to the ends of the earth to prove that he was worthy of your love, to prove to you that he was the one you needed. He knew, rationally, you never needed a man to be happy or to succeed. He also knew, selfishly, that he was the one for you. This was a man willing to bend over backwards for you at any given moment, knowing you would do the same.

And you can tell everybody that this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it’s done

I hope you don’t mind,

I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is, now you’re in the world

The day you met was a day he’d never forget. Your eyes piercing back into his own, a stare that sent a delicious shiver down his spine. It wasn’t a malicious stare, it was one of amusement. You were working at a local coffee shop while finishing your bachelor’s degree around the same time Gwilym began filming one of many up and coming projects. He’d come in with an agenda, a man on a mission, but when his eyes met yours, he babbled like an infant. You were so kind, you didn’t make fun of him, you smiled a little and let him compose himself.

Ever since that day, he made a point to visit you at work, seated at one of the tables in the corner as long as he could be without disturbing you, your coworkers, or the other patrons. You found it sweet, and your heart ached to get to know him.

So you did. He’d been to your apartment more times than the members of your family had over the course of the next year. It was around that year mark Gwilym realized he couldn’t live without you. It was also around the time you’d started your string of terrible boyfriends.

Gwilym couldn’t thank you enough for changing his quality of life. You breathed a life into everything that he’d never been able to find. Life by your side was beautiful. You never let him dwell on the bad, and as hard as it could be to find the good sometimes, he always tried. If not for his sake, then for yours.

I sat on the roof, and kicked off the moss

Well, a few of the verses, well they’ve got me quite cross

He had to tell you. He couldn’t say it to your face, but he couldn’t not say it to your face. He wrote letter after letter, page after page, hoping that something, anything would encapsulate his feelings about you. Late night after late night, he failed to document exactly what he wanted to say. He didn’t want to plan out what he wanted to say, but he needed it to be everything he’d had on his mind for years.

When you showed up at his door during one of those late nights, he told himself as soon as he opened the door he’d tell you. What he didn’t expect was to see you sobbing, throwing yourself at him. He caught you before you could hit the floor, catching a glimpse of you before you buried your face into his shoulder. Your eyes were puffy and swollen with tears, your face red and stained with tear tracks. It absolutely broke his heart.

“He broke up with me,” you whimpered. “Almost two years, I thought I was going to marry this man, and then suddenly I’m not good enough?”

But if only you knew how good enough you were. Gwilym saw the sun rise and set within you. You were the very center of his universe. He couldn’t tell you now, you’d just had your heart broken. He could try, in vain, to tell you how wonderful he found you and about the total joy you brought to his life, but his dark secret would have to wait a little longer.

You climbed out onto the roof outside the guest room window, the full moon hanging bright above your head. There was a gentle, almost imperceptible breeze floating through the summer night. This was your favorite part of the house. It was your hideaway, wrapped around the back of the house with a full view of the river in the background. It felt as though time stood still when you were there. You found yourself lost in the peacefulness of it all until Gwilym squeezed himself through the window frame to sit with you.

“He thought you and I had something going on on the side. I told him that you were my best friend, that you always would be, that without you there is no me. And he was jealous.” You sniffled, the tears of sadness now transformed to tears of resentment. “But maybe he had a reason to be jealous. You’re all I need in my life.”

Gwilym was nothing short of stunned. That was the first time in his life that he was utterly lost for words.

“I- I can’t be your rebound, Y/N. I’ve loved you for far too long to let myself be who builds you up for someone else to tear back down. You mean too much to me for that.” He felt a tear slip down his cheek. His heart was on the line. As much as he wanted to be with you immediately, to hold you in his arms and never let go, he couldn’t. Not right now.

“I’m not saying I want to jump from him to you. But I did a lot of thinking on the drive over here. You’ve always been there for me. You’ve been this support, this rock, and I can’t help but feel I’ve taken it for granted. And for that, I’m so sorry. I know the way you look at me when I’m not looking because I look at you the same way. I always have. And maybe I was too afraid of ruining what we had built up so beautifully. Rome wasn’t built in a day, but they were laying bricks every hour, and that’s what we did. We’re still doing it. So if you’ll let me, I’d like to keep building it, I want to know that it’s not going to go away after tonight.”

He forced himself to look at you, your eyes burning with unshed tears. It would never go away. It couldn’t.

But the sun’s been quite kind while I wrote this song

It’s for people like you that keep it turned on

Over the course of the following months, your relationship bloomed into the blossom it was destined to be. The dark cloud that hung over Gwilym’s head had finally given way to the warm rays of the sun, and he embraced them fully. Loving you was diving head first into a pool that had no bottom. There was always a new depth to be reached, and when he thought he’d reached his capacity, there was always more.

You noticed the change, welcomed it, and encouraged it. Gwilym was finally back to the man he was when you first met. The man that you thought you were going to fall in love with. However, you’d hung that up when he brought over one of his girlfriends, unannounced, to your flat the night you were going to tell him how you felt. It crushed you, but you couldn’t tell him that. To know that now, it wouldn’t happen again, he was yours? It was heaven in and of itself.

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do

You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

He had to ask you to marry him. He made up his mind before the two of you had even been together six months. It took half a lifetime, or so he thought, to get with you in the first place. Hell, you’d moved in together after two months together, what difference would it make?

He found himself in the same position he was years and years prior, back in that tiny coffee shop. Your eyes were focused intently on his, your smile kind and your hand relaxed in his. Gwilym was in his element, at home, alone, with you. And there, in the comfort of your shared bed, he was going to ask you to be his wife, and he couldn’t choke the words out. All he could do was present you with the ring first.

“Marry me. Please,” he added, softening what sounded like a demand.

“Easily,” you smiled, pulling his face towards yours and locking your lips into a breathless kiss. “I would marry you a million times over.”

He found himself in the same predicament when it came to your vows.

“I’m not usually one to forget what I’m saying before I say it, but you look so beautiful I can’t help myself,” he began, chuckling as he bashfully wiped away a tear. “I had this whole thing planned about how you were the one for me and I knew from the moment I met you, but even to this day you render me speechless. So forgive me if I cut this a bit short, but I’d really love to call you my wife sooner rather than later.”

And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple, but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

When your daughter was born with your bright, beautiful eyes, Gwilym cried more than he ever thought he would. He was so gentle with her, so gentle with you… You couldn’t love him more if you tried.

Despite having your eyes, your daughter was Gwilym’s clone. She had her father wrapped around her tiny little finger from the first cry she let out the day she was born. Gwilym immediately switched into protective dad mode, refusing to let her go without a fight. Unless she was going to you, of course. But even that took a little convincing.

One night, about three weeks after she was born, Gwilym got up in the middle of the night to tend to her. He took the wailing newborn out of her bassinet in your bedroom to the rocking chair in what would be her nursery.

“Alright, love, it’s okay.” He’d done everything he could think of to soothe her and nothing was working, and the last thing he wanted to do was wake you. He unbuttoned the front of her onesie, placing the newborn over his heart. He’d been told to try skin to skin bonding whenever he could, and by some miracle, it calmed her down.

Gwilym didn’t realize he was humming until he started to sing lyrics to a song he didn’t realize he knew.

I hope you don't mind,

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

Your song had had its share of wrong notes and tweaked lyrics. It conveyed a full spectrum of emotions, highlighting the ups and the downs that came with life and love. Your song was unique, and Gwilym was blessed to share it with you.

[junkieby-grace-blog]

03.11.19

Today, telling myself that I would kill myself tomorrow, didn't work. Today, trying to convince myself that I was nowhere close enough to "worth it", and that the people who loved me would get through the news of me being gone; their lives would carry on without me eventually... Sav would find a better best friend, and Tj would find a new roommate ; Dan and Anthony would hang out with other people who smoke bud and just chill and listen to the music that made the 'cool' kids label us as 'emo' or "wrist slashers".. Colton would grow up in the care of my parents, like he already is; and Adam...

Well, I'm not sure what Adam would do... he claims, he'd go off the deep end; but... would he actually..? Things like such are so easy to say...but lots of times, its unfortunately, an exaggerated statement. Its not that people don't care, but they know life goes on and death, demons, struggles, and although it broke their hearts, life doesn't stop for the rest of the world when my heart beats its last. Realistically, he'll be upset forba really long time, may relapse, and recluse again, find recovery again over time, meet a girl who makes him smile because he sees me in her eyes; and they'll fall in love, and end up getting married and having children... they'll grow old together... they will accomplish every goal, and do everything that we didn't get to do... Eventually, everyone would move on and continue to contribute to society. And I'd just be the memory they envision, sitting in the same spot that all of our friends and us went to and sat at every Friday night. You'll hear that laugh whenever you sit in your spot, and look across from, I'll always sit there.. but instead you heard him cry, and beg you to value your life just a little bit more, the way that he values it.. he begged me to love myself, the way you did, for just the few seconds it would take to shove my fingers down my throat, and make myself throw back up the pills I'd taken; he begged me to love myself through his eyes for just 5 minutes. But, 5 minutes was far too much to ask, and it was already too little too late, by the time my phone rang, and his caller ID lit up the screen; he heard me vomit every pill back up, and into the sink, toilet or the floor- wherever I ended up making it to, first... Today, telling myself that tomorrow I would kill myself, did not work the way it has, every other day before today. There was something about today, that overwhelmed my heart, and crowded my stomach, causing a knot to ball up in my throat, making it feel hard to breathe... today, it was impossible to see a silver lining; today, it was impossible for me to convince myself that I was worthy of living.

But, my roommates saved the day, per usual. And I was well taken care of; my father was told of my nearly fatal suicide attempt, and I believe this is when everyone realized how much I truly needed help... my secret was out, that I was not as strong as I appeared to be; in fact, I was a lot weaker than I was hoping they would know. I know you interfered where you probably wished I could have, or anyone for that matter... trust me, I felt your broken heart, when I was laying on the bathroom floor, trying so goddamn hard to not throw up all the pills I'd just consumed. I knew, you were done watching me try to kill myself. I knew you were putting an end to heroin, and my toxic behaviors, once and for all. I knew you were done; and I was ashamed of the look you gave me, when I closed my eyes to sleep that night.

It was almost the last time I was alive. Those, were almost my last moments... and you did what you do, and made sure that, I would see many other days, if not one more.

Thank you... Bobby, thank you... I still love you, and appreciate you. Even after all these years... as your birthday, fast approaches, I miss you even more, and find it necessary to visit you, all the way out in Blue Ridge; and I'll steal a sunflower from your tombstone, like I always do, and pour a beer out in your honor. And I'll try my best to hold back tears, because I dont like to cry, but eventually I'll break down, begging you to come back, and stay for just one more fucking day; one more hug, one more camping trip, one more joke, one more everything.... I just wish we'd had more time, but life got busy, we got older, and suddenly school and bullshit became most important. For me, it was heroin, and for that I am sorry. I wish I'd given you more time with me not dopesick; or angry, or high... I wish, that you could see me today... it's still a battle, i won't lie, but i actually try to fight. Maybe that's why, you intervened and those pills found themselves in the toilet, rather than poisoning my insides, killing me slowly. Maybe that's why, i was saved... because you see who i am today, and it looks more and more like the best friend you used to know... anyways, happy birthday fucker. Your headstone, isn't your face, but i guess until it's my time to go, it's going to have to do... love always, kenz.

Fly high, you prick. 03/24/1998-04/20/2015

[airacuddles]

LABOR AND BIRTH STORY

This COVID 19 pandemic has caused a lot of inconvenience to the people. Especially to senior citizens, minors, persons with immunodeficiency, comorbidies, and health risks; and pregnant women. Above mentioned are at high risk in getting the virus.

Last October 3 on my prenatal check up, I was advised to get a swab test before I was due. As per hospital protocols, pregnant women should have a negative swab test result first before delivery. If not, mama and baby will be joined with other people (covid positive or not) upon delivery. This is just sad because we won't really know when a pregnant woman could deliver the baby.

My expected due date was November 7. But from hearsays, first babies are usually born later than expected due date. Just like Reynald's baby was. So I estimated to have the swab test scheduled on October 29 at Vicente Sotto for free. Obgyne's suggestions for swab were at APM mall near SM City Cebu and at UC Med Mandaue. But swab tests were costing 7k and 5k, respectively. Jeez. So much inconvenience.

The obgyne said she can only be there for her patients when admitted at St Vincent General Hospital. It is the only one of her three affiliated hospitals that does not accept Covid patients. So that's where we planned to get admitted.

I was also advised for prenatal visit on October 17. That was already my 37th week of pregnancy. I have searched that pregnanct mothers can already give a normal delivery at that week. The obgyne said she was also going to perform IE on me on that visit.

So on that day, I thought performing IE's would be thru a device inserted down there. Turns out, it was just pure fingering down there 😭 mind you, Jan and I havent had any contact all throughout the pregnancy. And right now, I am being fingered. It hurt. I felt virgin. Lols. But it did hurt 😂😭 like vaginal shock.

The doctor said my cervix was still closed. I need to have it opened already. The earlier the delivery, the better, so that the baby does not grow too much while inside the tummy, to avoid caesarean delivery. The doctor prescribed me Evening Prim Rose oil to help open up my cervix and expecting at least 1 cm opening by the next week.

The next week October 24, I visited the obgyne again. Cervix was still closed. She advised to double dose the primrose oil to be taken morning and night. I was advised again to visit on October 30 if I still havent had the delivery yet.

After the prenatal visit, Jan and I moved to his Aunt's house.

During pregnancy, I usually wake up atleast twice at night to pee. I also get super thirsty at night 🤷‍♀️

But on October 27, 2020, at 11:30pm, I woke up to pee and then drank atleast 1 glass full of water. This, I found to be normal and usual.

Then around 1:30am Oct 28, I woke up again to pee. And drank another half glass of water just to satisfy the thirst. I know I shouldn't keep drinking to avoid peeing a lot, right? But I was always thirsty at night.

At 2:30am, I had a little accident of peeing a little but stopped it before peeing all the way at the CR. I noticed my pee color was a bit cloudy. It wasn't normally like that. I have made research before about gush of water bag. It only said the color would be the same as pee. The definite sign is when the pee smells metallic. I dont really breathe thru my nose when Im inside the CR, but this time, I had to because it was a bit suspicious. But I smelled nothing. But when I came back to bed, I suddenly felt like pooping. I drank half a glass of water again.

At 2:54am, the sudden urge to pee again and this time, it was really hard to hold it. The pee has flown while I stood. I woke Jan up because I wasn't sure about it anymore. Then I went to CR to finish peeing. It still was cloudy but there was no odor. And the feeling of wanting to poop was still there and my back hurt like how my back hurts when I have my period. Jan wiped the pee on the floor. I felt so greatful he wasn't grossed out about it. Or maybe he did, but didn't show it 🥺❤️

I felt really worried about it already so I texted my obgyne at 3:27am of what happened. Jan and I just thought maybe it was just really pee. But there's still little trickles of pee, so I wore a sanitary napkin already. And this time, I didn't drink water just to be sure it wasn't because I kept drinking water.

At 6am, my obgyne called. She informed me that it was really water bag rupture. She told me to go to the hospital already but then I wasn't swabbed yet. So she told me to go to UC Med for swab since UC Med and St Vincent Hospitals are sister hospitals. After swabbing, she advised for me to go to her clinic at 3-4pm for an IE just to be sure it was already the water bag rupture.

We then went to UCMed at 8am together with Ate Ana. My stomach already hurts every once in a while.

When we got back home, the hurt becomes a little stronger. So I texted the obgyne if I could visit the clinic sooner. The doctor said we could visit at 1pm.

When we arrived, I got IE'd and the doctor confirmed it really was the water bag rupture but I was still at 1cm. Like omgggg. Everything felt so real already. But at the same time, I was really worried because as per doctor's experience with other patients, it takes 1 week to open up to atleast 6cm. Like, whaaaat is going on here? 😭

We then went straight to St Vincent General Hospital and arrived at 2pm. But I was still placed at the Out Patient Department as we were advised to wait before endorsed to the Labor Room for the swab result from UCmed to avoid bigger costs of the attendants' PPE. They also called UCMed to follow up results, UCMed said they would try to have the result given by 5pm. Wew. Another 3hrs of pain. I was advised when it hurts, I just had to breathe thru mouth. I was constantly asked for the intervals of pain. It was still at about 10-15mins.

At 5pm, they called UCMed again. Unfortunately, they moved the time to 9pm or 10pm. Like whaaaat, another 4-5hrs of pain! Jan was with me at the OPD. His face concerned and caring. Like, this is another part of Jan I haven't seen yet. I was so happy 🥺❤️😭

At around 9pm, I wanted to pee. When I peed, I noticed my pee was already colored brown. I told Jan. There was a little bit of my pee on the floor. He was not grossed out about it and even took a picture and sent it to Ate Ana.

At 10pm, UCmed has yet again disappointed. They said to wait until 1am. I was already in strong tummy pain. Intervals were already at 2-4mins. I told Jan what if I want to be in the Labor room already? But he kept encouraging me to wait and if I can still hold it for a few more hours.

So at 1am, I asked the nurses to call UCmed. They havent made a feedback until 2am already. Result was negative for COVID. Wew. Finally!

I was then taken first to the Emergency Room to be interviewed and IE'd by the resident obgyne. There already were tubes attached to me. Dextrose and stuff. And it my tummy reaaaallly hurts already. The resident obgyne was asking me questions and I strongly breathe in between each answers. 😭

I also had to lie on my back. I really didn't want that position as it feels very uncomfortable. After the questions, she IE'd me. She told me the baby has already pooped inside because her fingers were already full of brown stuff. That explained the brown color on my pee! The baby has possibly already ate some of it. What would be worse was if some of it went to his lungs. 😭 Bad news also was that I was still at 4cm! Lord, why all the bad things right now? 😭

Then I was taken to the Labor Room. Dr Geline was already waiting for me there. I was still monitored and we waited some time. Then she checked my cervix at around 4am but I was still at 6cm. I still had to lay on my back. Everything was so uneasy and uncomfortable already. Dr Geline told me to wait until 6am for the opening of my cervix.

At quarter to 6am, she IE'd me again but still at 6cm. She then told the staff to get ready for Caesarean Operation and called for the necessary doctors to be around. I was already so sad. Then she came to me and asked if I was really gonna undergo CS. She then told me "Mag CS jud ta because I already gave the chance. It's already been more than 24hrs since the water bag rupture. 28hrs already. And only 50% of amniotic fluid remains in the water bag. And cervix was still at 6cm open." she told me one of the tubes attached to me was already for induce, to help with opening of the cervix, but I was not responding to it and she has observed it hurt me a lot. She had taken it out and inserted it back and taken it out again but I was still at 6cm. In my mind, I was already so sad. Expenses would already be at 100k plus already! 😭 Dr Geline has also already informed Jan.

Then I was taken to the Operating Room. An anaesthesiologist was explaining to me about stuff that was gonna happen. They are gonna inject the anaesthesia and everything from my stomach down to my feet will be numb. Then I was put in a crouch position to have my spinal column clear to see. There was a specific place in my back where they are gonna inject the general anaesthesia.

They placed a cloth infront of me, like how you see in the movies where you cannot see them operation below. After the injection, I felt so cold. To the point I was freezing and my teeth were already clicking and making noises. The anaethesiologist was talking to me. She told me that it was nothing to worry about as it is normal when general anaesthesia is injected. And catheter was gonna be inserted so I may feel a little tingle down there. My arms were open wide. I cant remember if they were tied. What I knew was that I was awoke by the anaesthesiologist because I was already asleep while they were operating. "Maam, ayaw sag katog kay padung na mugawas si baby, nihagok pa raba jud ka". OMG kauwaw! 🙈😭

A few minutes after, I heard a baby crying. There, I saw my baby. But he wasn't placed on my chest😢 maybe also because I was numb. In my mind was "that's it? I already gave birth?" it felt nothing. Like blank. Also because I was numbed all over. It didn'tnhurt at all. Not the scenario or feeling Inhad expected for months. I could hear from doctors below mentioning "cord coil" but I was just so tired, i had slept again and hagok again 😅

I woke to the sound of my snore at the recovery room. It was just so damn loud. But I didn't care. I felt so friggin tired. A nurse was looking out for me. She asked if I could already move my feet. I couldn't. She told me I couldn't get to our room if I still couldn't move both feet. So I slept and snored again. After an hour or so, although I still could move my right feet, the nurse decided to have me taken at our room and Jan was there. I continued to sleep. I didn't know everyone was already calling Jan for updates. Even my parents. Oh and by the way, Daddy already told Jan to call them Mommy and Daddy already. Awwww ❤️

During my recovery, Jan helped me out. Even on eating, he would spoonfeed me. 🥺I really felt how he cared for me. He's constantly checking if I was okay. Took really good care of me like he was a nurse. ❤️

The next day after giving birth, Doc Geline visited me. She told me what happened. Turned out the baby was cord coiled which was why the baby couldn't descend and why my cervix couldn't open. I had 28hrs of labor. My baby has already defacated inside, already ate some of it, plus some even wen inside the lungs. He had pneumonia on his first day on the world. Imagine the things I was afraid of plus more, all happened on the BIG DAY 😭

But on the good side, atleast both of us are now safe. Things would have turned out bad if we had pushed thru with the normal birth since it the cord coil was only found out during operation, he would have been strangled when pushed out. 😭 It also would have been dangerous for me if I tried to push out on normal delivery because I was already so tired with 28hrs of labor contractions, remember, I snored so hard during operation. 😢

As Claire said, the late result of the swab test was a blessing in disguise. I'd also like to think of it that way.

[papatens-blog]

Haechan || I'll Make It Up To You (ang/f.)

+Where his instincts cause a girl to be put in the hospital, feeling guilty he decides to make it up to her somehow only to find he may feel more than guilty towards her+ "Kill me now!" My friend groaned while slamming her head on her locker. "With pleasure." I roll my eyes only to have her glare at me. "What's wrong now you angsty millennial?" I ask as she takes her books from my arms and shoves them in to her cramped locker. Highschool. We all hate it whether it's academics or the people there. I for one hate both, I mean academics aren't the worst but they aren't the best either. However, the people are another story. Of course I had my own group of friends but there were more groups such as the scene kids, the drama kids, vegans, potheads etc. I wasnt much for labels but sadly this is what society conditions us to consider. "Mark hasn't talked to me in a while.... I just think something is up you know?" I scoffed and waited for her to close her locker so we could start walking to my locker. "I don't, honey incase you forgot I dont know anything about the anatomy of said male species." I said, she glared at me again this time I knew it was serious. "Im sorry kiddo it's just when it comes to boys I'm not the one you should be coming to." I gave her shoulder a pat before walking ahead of her to catch my locker. She leaned on the locker beside mine and frowned, it was a sunny day but with her it felt really cloudy. "Just talk to him, maybe he's just going through something and needs some space...." I trailed off as I noticed the red liquid ooze out of my locker like honey. "Ah! What the fuck!" My friend shrieked and grabbed my shoulder to pull me back with her. "What in the...." I looked around to see who could've done this only to find myself groaning internally. "Of fucking course it was her it's always her." I muttered and closed my locker. "Sorry babe I'll catch up to you later!" I said as I walked straight to my class. As I entered all eyes were on me, of course they would there was fake blood all over me who wouldn't even glance? "What's your deal?" I said angrily to the blonde girl with the black oily roots who stood there just smirking at me obviously finding my anger amusing. "You're so stupid! All my books were in there you fucking idiot, sorry to break it to you but unlike you I can't tell my daddy to buy me something everytime I want! you little spoiled bitch!" It wasn't common of me to be so angry usually I wouldn't care but something about the fact that ALL my shit was there really pissed me off. She was smirking at me but suddenly dropped the smirk only to replace it with tears. I stood back in surprise and turned around only to make eye contact with to ever to lovely Haechan. Of course, just when I was at my worst he had to appear. He dropped his backpack and literally ran towards the crying girl, "What the fuck is your problem?!" He yelled at me as he put the her behind him in a protective manner. I was way beyond angry, beyond furious, there was no word to describe it all I know is that there was probably smoke coming out of my nostrils. "I don't know who you think you are but she's playing victim and right now you look stupid defending the wrong per-" I was cut off by his angry shove which left me literally flying across the room like some person in some stupid overrated action movie. All I could hear was gasps of shock, my vision was getting blury from the tears if pain. My head was banging and my ears were ringing before suddenly I knocked out. 2:45pm I laid in the hospital bed not yet awake but very aware of my surroundings. Feeling like I was stalling too much I decided to finally open my eyes so that I could intake my surroundings properly. "Oh look a chair, oh look another chair, hey~ it's a window...." I said to myself with full sarcasm. I felt something tight on my head so out of instinct I reached up to snatch it off only to realize it was a band that was probably put there to help close up the wound that kid caused. "That stupid kid, if only he knew...." I huffed. "Oh Miss y/n! I see you're finally awake! We're currently talking to your parents you'll be out of here in no time!" The nurse smiled and she walked over to me, I thankfully nodded and turned my attention elsewhere. Wait till I get my hands on you Haehcan just you wait. ||The next day|| Sleeping was a pain. My head was constantly banging, my nose was stuffed, my hair was tied into this weird thing, I felt like I was sleeping with a condom on my fucking head. I was angry. "Mom no. You can't be serious!" I argued, it was only a few ten hours after my discharge from the hospital and instead of my required rest I was to be sent to stress in my ever so lovely school. "Hon, it's for the best there will be no one here and at least if you faint this time someone will be able to do something about it." She gave me a stern look signaling she was not about to argue anymore meaning all I could do was just sigh in defeat. "Now hurry and get dressed!" She yelled from the other room. || 7:00am|| I'm not very fond of hats or anything but today was one of those days where I was forced to put something on my head to avoid questions about why I have a bandage on my crusty ass forehead. As I walked through the halls I was relieved to only have stares being thrown at me and not meaningless conversations. I walked closer to my locker expecting a huge mess from yesterday but to my surprise I found much more. It was clean. The outside of my locker was no longer stained fake blood, but if someone cleaned my locker what did they do to the inside? I could only be eager to find out. I hesitantly opened it only to see I had my hopes up too high. Everything was messier than before, my books were still covered in the red liquid which obviously caused great damage but I was more heartbroken to see that someone had the nerve to steal my personal belongings and if they didn't steal them they were right there....broken or soggy. I felt like breaking down and falling, I just wanted to cry it out. I could only let out a disappointed sigh as I closed my locker slowly to avoid getting the fake blood on me again. I began to walk towards class only to hear someone call my name. "Y/n!" I turned around and didn't hesitate to give them a weird look. It was my best friend. "There you are! I've been looking for you since yesterday I can't believe you left me alone!" She smiled and gave me the tightest hug I've ever gotten. "I can't believe it either...." i mumbled into her shoulder before letting go and telling her I was heading to class. It was loud and almost everyone was running inside, I really can't believe my classmates are such animals. However, once I stepped inside everything I was already on the floor thankfully I didn't hit my head like last time but my bottom hurt so bad. A hand was offered to me and I was about to take it but thankfully I saw who it was and stood up myself despite the fiery pain. As much as I would've liked a hand to help me I couldn't accept Haechan's. He was clearly angry that I rejected his offer but he did nothing to express it besides the look on his face he so unhesitatingly wore. I could only walk to my seat slowly and in silence. Throughout class I felt eyes just blazing on me, there was no breaks it was every fucking minute of class. Thankfully break rolled along quite quickly, right as the bell rung I wanted to just zoom out of class but I couldn't. I just sat down in silence and minded my own business as I turned my head towards the windows and stared at the scenery outside. "Im sorry." A voice was heard right next to me, I knew exactly who's it was too. "Do you even know why you should be sorry? Or are you just saying it to ease your guilt?" I couldn't look at him, I really really couldn't and I didn't know why. He was silent, I took a deep breath before turning to face him, his face fell. "Do you realize what you did to me yesterday?" He put his head down in defeat, "Do you?" I stressed. "Sorry doesn't make up for the fact that you publicly and incorrectly humiliated me, sorry can't pay expensive ass hospital bills, sorry can't bring back my personal belongings that were destroyed, it can't bring back the money I have to pay for the damage of those book, sorry can't....bring back my feelings for you." As soon as I felt a tear slide down my cheeks I grabbed my backpack and left class. I can't believe I just did that. ||Author pov|| It hurt Haechan to have those words thrown at him but he knew it was the truth. He didn't like to hurt people but he always caught himself unintentionally doing so. And to make things worse he hurt the one person he swore to never even lay a finger on. His heart could only ache at her stinging words. After she stormed out of class he wanted to leave her to do her own thing but he couldn't. As he stepped out of class and looked for her he knew he could only do one of two things, hurt her more or make things better. She hadn't got very far from the class as she was walking very slowly therefore it was very easy to catch up to her. Knowing she wouldn't want to stop and talk he grabbed her hand with a tight grip and lead her out of campus until they were in a park nearby. ||Back to you|| "What are you doing?!" I yelled angrily as we stopped walking. "Shut up and sit down we need to talk." I scoffed at his words. "Have fun talking to yourself bec-" He grabbed my hand and pulled my down with his only I wasn't beside him, I was on him. I could feel my cheeks redden and my palms get sweaty from the sudden action. His face was also red, as if he didn't expect to do that, his palms were also heating up against my own. "Do I have your attention now?" He said, I could only nod. "Good. Listen, about yesterday I'm actually very sorry. I had no idea what was going on and it was my mistake for acting out of instinct. I'm sorry I really am. When I heard what really happened you don't know how much I just wanted to fall face first down a flight of 1000 stairs.... I was looking for you everywhere and I got so scared because I couldn't find you-" "I was at the hospital? Didn't an ambulance come to pick me up?" "No.... Jeno actually carried you to the nurses office and then I couldn't find you anywhere. You don't know how much I wanted to run after you but I was so in shock from what I did that I couldn't correctly." He looked down and suddenly his fingers were intertwined with my own. "You don't have to worry about bills by the way, your bills are being payed by the daddy's girl that started this in the first place." I sighed feeling a heavy weight being lifted off my chest. "Im sorry, and I promise.... I'll make it up to you." He smiled. "And how will you do that?" He was in thought for a long time before suddenly springing up an idea. "How about a date? I'll pay for everything, you just need to show up?" I could only nod and smile excitedly. -Admin So this summer hopefully im very active on here now that I'm done studying for a few months and all. Hope you guys enjoy this little scenario btw I have a Ten scenario on the way soon!! I hope you guys have a good summer!! AND BTW SUMMER 127 IS A BOP WE CAN FIGHT ON THIS

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Birthday Cupcakes

All the pieces depends on time of day for the best cupcakes near me and how much mild is needed. Lets not child ourselves, while they just like the individual youre throwing the get together for, the concept of free meals through the work day is normally the primary attraction. While chocolate cake or ice cream cake is one of the best ways to seem to get your kid's birthday, why not change issues with a number of scrumptious cakes? Utilizing this recipe, you'll be capable of make twelve scrumptious cupcakes in about forty minutes. All in all they are so cute and delicious each visitor will clamor to have one. If I give you one which sounds plausible, I might write about it. As most parties come with a buffet setting, it is feasible to put an attractively designed cake in the middle as a centrepiece. Step 3: Place a mini cupcake on the toothpick within the center. As I seen the gloss fade and the structure knit together underneath the oven’s heat on every cupcake top, I considered the end of a journey, the fruition of my year-long problem to myself. W1totalk - Thanks. Glad you like this filled cupcake recipe. I used the recipe from my new Primrose Bakery cookbook.

Hope you give this a try…it's easy and a enjoyable solution to jazz up cupcakes to your next birthday party! It is enjoyable and festive. They're really easy to make and fun to do at the same time. Recent, shiny crimson strawberries are a healthy fruit that may be grown in a garden or proper at home inside of a jar. Fruit cakes can even be purchased a number of months prior to the wedding, as they've an extended shelf life. Our celebrations cakes and cupcakes make a formidable centrepiece at any event. Cool Cute Cupcakes for a Pool Social gathering! There's a whole vary of cookie and cupcakes recipes obtainable on the internet, should you want to try some distinctive flavors. Consider offering several flavors of ice cream. In a large bowl, cream margarine with sugar till mild and fluffy. In massive bowl, cream shortening/lard and butter with electric mixer, first on a low velocity to blend then on a high speed to whip. Give them miniature spatulas or small, blunt butter knives for the frosting and switch them loose on the decorations.

Slowly I teetered my manner again to my desk, utilizing all of my previous waitress balancing expertise, only to be interrupted by a shifting fist of secret service and coworkers with their phones all out snapping pics. Video games: Aggressive games are the best approach to get all of the company engaged and excited. The message I’m making an attempt to convey to these of you who're at the moment engaged on posting challenges is, even should you fall down, get again up and check out once more. Colors are beloved by all of the kids and even those who usually are not so inventive will probably be tempted to try out some crafts, as soon as they handle to lay their hands on a coloration box. Sure, and the quantity will likely be the identical. I feel fondant shall be Much simpler! This puzzle will appeal to all of the cupcake lovers on the market! People have accepted the style and this is the explanation why there may be mass scale manufacturing of muffins.

Pizza is at all times a protected choice and you won’t even have to worry about people disliking it. Easy to keep up because it requires hand wash solely and protected to use by the availability of the secured handles. Hand mixer, steel spoon, wire whisk, rubber spatula. Lay a chunk of waxed paper on a clean flat floor, put the modeling chocolate on high and another piece of waxed paper on the top. Have you ever ever melted chocolate to disastrous outcomes? We now have developed our cakes, cupcakes, icing and edible print expertise to attain the very best results. Simply print the page that you simply need. Daisy, I think that cupcakes would be stunning decorated with contemporary flowers! Glad you enjoyed my cake decorated with fresh flowers. Love the onesie cake. So why have I used the metaphor of the cupcakes in my title? In the event you over fill them (like I've) they rise and look extra best cupcake shops like muffins. Now we now have loads of factories makin muffins.

Not solely have the cupcake liners developed into works of art, the massive pattern is to now wrap your cooked and decorated cupcake with cupcake wraps. In truth it now seems that more and more persons are fast turning into cupcake followers because of their fantastic qualities and truly impressed designs. Now insert a straw and let the kids get pleasure from their drinks with out having to fret about spilling them. Dont fear. Below are temporary descriptions of some of the commonest sorts of containers designed to be used in bakeries. Coloration pencils should not very expensive to present as nicely. Tania I’m a bit miffed by that. But the timing wasn’t right at the first. Leave them of their cellophane wrappers and put them on the Christmas tree. Line your muffin tins with paper cups. Can be made more difficult by not singing and just performing it out. Instagram so I can see what you’ve made! And this is one thing you'll be able to decide together with your baby, and listen to all the good ideas they might have. How To Date Someone On A Gluten-Free Diet It seems that there is a Food Day for each and every day of the season and infrequently there is multiple Food Day on the given date. In addition to the Food Days you can find Food Months also it entirely possible that month after month has several sort of food dedicated to it. Take October, for instance. In October there is a Food Day every single day in the month and often per day emerged onto two foods. There are 31 days in October, but you will find 36 different food days. First of all, you need to figure out the cupcakes arrangement. There are few arrangements you can attempt. First, is stacking four to five boxes on top of the other person. This will form a tree for the cupcakes. The boxes are better four or five inches high to make a perfect tree. The boxes all the way through is going to be 6 inches square, 12 inches, 18 inches and 24 inches. You can add a pretty touch by wrapping pretty paper throughout the boxes and attaching a ribbon. The last touch will be placing the cupcakes in addition to every one of the boxes. However, you could experiment with any boxes decoration you think that is beautiful. The next thing you should determine may be the flavors. If you use cupcakes for a wedding, they'll actually help you you could have various flavors. There are two ways that you could do, first is mixing all of the flavors together in the same cupcakes sticking with the same decoration. Second, is only having one flavor for one cake and the decoration is different derived from one of flavor to each other. First, here are what time of day your event will take place. The time plays a sizable role in what folks are more inclined to consume. For example, if the event is during or around a meal time, individuals will naturally already be hungry! If your event is early to mid-morning, not many individuals are going to be hungry. As well as cupcake boxes suitable for Christmas, Easter or children there are also boxes which might be geared towards the popularity to include cupcakes in a wedding. In place of a conventional wedding cake many guests will have a cupcake tower. This means that if guests previously eaten enough during the wedding meal they could place their share of the wedding cake home. Cupcake gift boxes for wedding cakes appear in many designs including designs with heart shaped windows within the top to show off the wedding cake inside. c_fit Every guest will likely be enjoying no less than one cupcake, and choosing astonished at how lovely being given it's possible to be. Unlike a sliced cake, no guest ultimately ends up having a piece with just plain icing at the top or half a decorative flower; they're a little hand-made treat for you there, each with detail for all to admire in close proximity.

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2017 Charge To Set Up Ceramic Or Porcelain Tile

Homeowners visit to find a top-rated pro repair or to complete their property development project. Maintenance is definitely a consideration when you’re contemplating introducing hardwood to organization decoration or your home. With a wide selection of shades, textures, and styles in enhanced traditional, and informal looks, tile has endless programs in a property: backsplashes, tile flooring, countertops, mosaics tiles. Hardwood flooring includes the current cosmetic does n’t be often associated with by the appeal of a modern floor using a degree of resilience one. Ceramic tiles are less and softer tough than porcelain tiles, plus they usually cost less than their pottery counterparts. All you need to accomplish is determine how much your work will cost and just how much your materials will cost. Durability: Ceramic tile flooring supplies a mixture of modern and classic models in a far more sturdy offer in comparison with other flooring selections. From complicated mosaic types to special timber striations, there are really no design boundaries when it comes to selecting bathroom floor.

In vitreous tiles’ case there are many chemicals you need to use to deal with the top of the tile so that you can produce your tiles that are chosen waterresistant and mark. Contemporary Flooring Material – Your choice of flooring product must focus on its surroundings. RITERUG’s first flooring and rug outlets were recognized in Columbus, OH in 1934. We have since extended to Atlanta, Charlotte, Chesapeake Cincinnati Columbia Dayton, Greenville, Indiana Nashville Pittsburgh, Raleigh , & Tampa. Toilet tile floor can also be used to fit or compliment any existing tile on your own surfaces or counters.

Not simply is that this flooring alternative aesthetically attractive, it is also exceedingly resilient and easy-to keep. Check with the Armstrong Flooring Guaranteed Installation Techniques guide (F-5061) for correct installation, care, and preservation info. Buyers should ask to view a of the hardwood company’s work and ask for referrals from clients that are satisfied. Flooring base along with the room configuration’s kind affect the cost incurred by technicians. Press-inplace plank models make it simple to deploy, and there’s little doubt the material looks fantastic. Its natural characteristics help water and soil repels, so it often seems wonderful. Like, a wood patio or patio, that has dropped into disrepair, but nevertheless has its structural reliability, can have decking tiles set immediately within the original content. Easy sustain and to deploy, vinyl hardwood flooring is actually a common, elegant choice for homeowners.

Although ceramic tile provides a wide selection of colors, textures, and designs, porcelain tile works for covered exteriors, and is more durable, water-resistant. This unparalleled looks means a backyard tile installation should be atleast considered by you. Actually, just porcelain tiles that are unglazed” are through-coloured, meaning that if the tile is chipped, along with featuring under the top layer will be the same throughout the depth of the hardwood. Authorities advise a clay -based tile for flooring jobs where the hardness level fits its function. We have 1000s of rug, wood hardwood floors, laminate floor whatsoever destinations.

When contemplating a tile installation, homeowners have numerous possibilities for them: sets from high-end, artist tiles to bargainbasement packages. Through innovative use of mosaics and the different tile measurements you’ll be able to come up with an elaborate pattern that’ll arouse comments from relatives and buddies. Usually, one of the most tiles that are artistic can have a standing that is lower, for instance a PEI 2 hardwood isn’t produced with abrasion resistance and extra-heavy traffic because the key problem. A contractor has offered me a flat $150-feet for hauling away my used carpet and tearing up, and can install the new hardwood floor for $3 per square foot.

Laying tile on uneven concrete ground, the predicament that is prevalent, needs more time and resources that could raise the costs of the project beyond the expense related to putting hardwood over a subflooring manufactured from wood or another product. In case your residence wants fresh tile, Stoveris Liquidation is the reliable tile dealer in Bristol and Cookeville Knoxville. When you have wish to know the job expense, nobody wants to buy piece work, not your cost to place concrete on each tile consistently, then slap it on to the floor, that you simply contact buttering tiles…YEAH RIGHT! Porcelain is a high-end floor content that is common in lots of homes because of its numerous beneficial properties.

Aprox 66 sq. ft. I put up hardi backerboard but dont and have previously removed the hardwood feel more comfortable with tiling element. Coverage for installation, spots, falling and use are typical of the tile guarantee. Their intense and versatility strength make them one of the easiest floor solutions. Consequently don’t experience restricted to the essential grid of square tiles tile floor installation can be extremely imaginative. in an amazing variety of patterns and products, our modern flooring products come with that in mind, permitting you to choose anything from resistant laminate and strongly textured wood to modern white hardwood. Ceramic tile flooring’s life tends to be significantly longer than carpeting, and there is no need when ceramic can be used to be worried about lasting discoloration or marks. Easyto Clear – Hardwood is straightforward to wash because itis generally resistant to water.

If you don’t need to do that all yourself, feel liberated to browse up and try our flooring installment calculator out for yourself. If you’re uncertain of perhaps the type of tile you requirement for your toilet or the square footage, a tile specialist at Martin’s Floor will be happy to help you. And now followers feel, too and of porcelain tile flooring could enjoy that look.

Beauty – You’ll be hardpressed to find floor components more beautiful than pottery or a pure stone. A wide selection of tiles is available at hardware retailers and there are many of online instructional videos. Where you anticipate to have high-traffic and need a floor that is easy-to clear, you are able to practically mount tile floor in almost any place. Tile proposed for institutional and residential floor subjected to heavy traffic. Hardwood may be the ideal option to get a conventional house with listed classic assemblage or even a modern home with facilities that are advanced. Though there is a smooth, amount cement floor on which to lay tile an excellent exterior, those problems are relatively unusual within the tile laying business. We also provide free quotes on all flooring installations and unique funding possibilities.

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2017 Charge To Set Up Ceramic Or Porcelain Tile

Homeowners visit to find a top-rated pro repair or to complete their property development project. Maintenance is definitely a consideration when you’re contemplating introducing hardwood to organization decoration or your home. With a wide selection of shades, textures, and styles in enhanced traditional, and informal looks, tile has endless programs in a property: backsplashes, tile flooring, countertops, mosaics tiles. Hardwood flooring includes the current cosmetic does n’t be often associated with by the appeal of a modern floor using a degree of resilience one. Ceramic tiles are less and softer tough than porcelain tiles, plus they usually cost less than their pottery counterparts. All you need to accomplish is determine how much your work will cost and just how much your materials will cost. Durability: Ceramic tile flooring supplies a mixture of modern and classic models in a far more sturdy offer in comparison with other flooring selections. From complicated mosaic types to special timber striations, there are really no design boundaries when it comes to selecting bathroom floor.

In vitreous tiles’ case there are many chemicals you need to use to deal with the top of the tile so that you can produce your tiles that are chosen waterresistant and mark. Contemporary Flooring Material – Your choice of flooring product must focus on its surroundings. RITERUG’s first flooring and rug outlets were recognized in Columbus, OH in 1934. We have since extended to Atlanta, Charlotte, Chesapeake Cincinnati Columbia Dayton, Greenville, Indiana Nashville Pittsburgh, Raleigh , & Tampa. Toilet tile floor can also be used to fit or compliment any existing tile on your own surfaces or counters.

Not simply is that this flooring alternative aesthetically attractive, it is also exceedingly resilient and easy-to keep. Check with the Armstrong Flooring Guaranteed Installation Techniques guide (F-5061) for correct installation, care, and preservation info. Buyers should ask to view a of the hardwood company’s work and ask for referrals from clients that are satisfied. Flooring base along with the room configuration’s kind affect the cost incurred by technicians. Press-inplace plank models make it simple to deploy, and there’s little doubt the material looks fantastic. Its natural characteristics help water and soil repels, so it often seems wonderful. Like, a wood patio or patio, that has dropped into disrepair, but nevertheless has its structural reliability, can have decking tiles set immediately within the original content. Easy sustain and to deploy, vinyl hardwood flooring is actually a common, elegant choice for homeowners.

Although ceramic tile provides a wide selection of colors, textures, and designs, porcelain tile works for covered exteriors, and is more durable, water-resistant. This unparalleled looks means a backyard tile installation should be atleast considered by you. Actually, just porcelain tiles that are unglazed” are through-coloured, meaning that if the tile is chipped, along with featuring under the top layer will be the same throughout the depth of the hardwood. Authorities advise a clay -based tile for flooring jobs where the hardness level fits its function. We have 1000s of rug, wood hardwood floors, laminate floor whatsoever destinations.

When contemplating a tile installation, homeowners have numerous possibilities for them: sets from high-end, artist tiles to bargainbasement packages. Through innovative use of mosaics and the different tile measurements you’ll be able to come up with an elaborate pattern that’ll arouse comments from relatives and buddies. Usually, one of the most tiles that are artistic can have a standing that is lower, for instance a PEI 2 hardwood isn’t produced with abrasion resistance and extra-heavy traffic because the key problem. A contractor has offered me a flat $150-feet for hauling away my used carpet and tearing up, and can install the new hardwood floor for $3 per square foot.

Laying tile on uneven concrete ground, the predicament that is prevalent, needs more time and resources that could raise the costs of the project beyond the expense related to putting hardwood over a subflooring manufactured from wood or another product. In case your residence wants fresh tile, Stoveris Liquidation is the reliable tile dealer in Bristol and Cookeville Knoxville. When you have wish to know the job expense, nobody wants to buy piece work, not your cost to place concrete on each tile consistently, then slap it on to the floor, that you simply contact buttering tiles…YEAH RIGHT! Porcelain is a high-end floor content that is common in lots of homes because of its numerous beneficial properties.

Aprox 66 sq. ft. I put up hardi backerboard but dont and have previously removed the hardwood feel more comfortable with tiling element. Coverage for installation, spots, falling and use are typical of the tile guarantee. Their intense and versatility strength make them one of the easiest floor solutions. Consequently don’t experience restricted to the essential grid of square tiles tile floor installation can be extremely imaginative. in an amazing variety of patterns and products, our modern flooring products come with that in mind, permitting you to choose anything from resistant laminate and strongly textured wood to modern white hardwood. Ceramic tile flooring’s life tends to be significantly longer than carpeting, and there is no need when ceramic can be used to be worried about lasting discoloration or marks. Easyto Clear – Hardwood is straightforward to wash because itis generally resistant to water.

If you don’t need to do that all yourself, feel liberated to browse up and try our flooring installment calculator out for yourself. If you’re uncertain of perhaps the type of tile you requirement for your toilet or the square footage, a tile specialist at Martin’s Floor will be happy to help you. And now followers feel, too and of porcelain tile flooring could enjoy that look.

Beauty – You’ll be hardpressed to find floor components more beautiful than pottery or a pure stone. A wide selection of tiles is available at hardware retailers and there are many of online instructional videos. Where you anticipate to have high-traffic and need a floor that is easy-to clear, you are able to practically mount tile floor in almost any place. Tile proposed for institutional and residential floor subjected to heavy traffic. Hardwood may be the ideal option to get a conventional house with listed classic assemblage or even a modern home with facilities that are advanced. Though there is a smooth, amount cement floor on which to lay tile an excellent exterior, those problems are relatively unusual within the tile laying business. We also provide free quotes on all flooring installations and unique funding possibilities.

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