#bad goys club

[vor-acious]

[oldmanontumbler]

God, Lobcorp Tumblr must go CRAZY...

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🏓 wandering-cunt Follow

whyyyyyy is like everyone here they/them NB im not transphobic i swear i just miss WOMEN 😩

🧃 shrimply-put Follow

Lol there's literally a ton of women??? Like 75% of Wellcheers Club is girls.

🏓 wandering-cunt Follow

OUT OF MY WAY GAYBOYS IM BOUT TO GET IT

🏓 wandering-cunt Follow

WHY AM I ON A BOAT

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🪼 tamedandwilling Follow

For the last time, there is no such thing as an "inferior" or "unimportant" abnormality. There is beauty where your foolish minds cannot seek it. What's most important can't be seen by the eye.

🦢 morally-grey-swan6 Follow

the mushroom chunk wont fuck you bro!!!

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🛀🏻 yum-yum-12345 Follow

Hey guys just a friendly reminder to always trigger tag pictures of your abnormalities!!! You dont know if a low level agent could see em or if you could just end up hurting someone so please be mindful!!!!

🪇 ass-iyah Follow

you literally have bloodbath as your pfp.....

🛀🏻 yum-yum-12345 Follow

And I recommend you fall into it!!!! 🥰🥰🥰

❄️ transmasc-ice-queen Follow

This site is free. But god do we pay for it.

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🪇 ass-iyah Follow

🌌 memory-of-emily Follow

My brother in Blue Star they are BOXES

🚦qlipothocary Follow

why r u named ASS-IYAH if u don wanna fuck the ASIYAH sephirot...

🪇 ass-iyah Follow

you can't make anything from "briah"

🧃 shrimply-put Follow

You can make "Brian!"

🪇 ass-iyah Follow

no one is named brian

🪞 born2weak Follow

Hi. - brian

🪇 ass-iyah Follow

go make your own post -> -> ->

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🍣 magicalgirlpussy Follow

What do you think happens if you drink a bottle of enkephalin and then a can of wellcheers and then forbidden tree sap and then get stroked by porccubus 🤔😏🤯

🍣 magicalgirlpussy Follow

bad news guys they transfered me to Safety for this post 😔🤕😵‍💫

🍣 magicalgirlpussy Follow

What happens if you make a playlist of fragment of the universe, silent orchestra, theresia, and singing machine? 🥵😈😳

🍣 magicalgirlpussy Follow

I don't need sleep I need answers

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🌌 memory-of-emily Follow

PSA

If you see something that looks like THIS

Do NOT go near it!!!

That is NOT a flower that can KILL you!!!

REBLOG TO SPREAD THE WORD

💝 laetittiesss Follow

Nah that's just a flower 🥰

🌌 memory-of-emily Follow

You can't be this wilfully ignorant when peoples LIVES are at stake that is Meat Lanterns BREACHING FORM!!!!

💝 laetittiesss Follow

Actually I work for Information Team and thats just a pretty flower!

🌌 memory-of-emily Follow

STOP REBLOGGING THIS POST YOU LITERALLY FUCKING HAVE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS

💝 laetittiesss Follow

Nah all i have on my hands is the pretty smell of a flower :))

❄️ transmasc-ice-queen Follow

Hey Lae what do you think this is

💝 laetittiesss Follow

Flour 🥰🌸🌺🌷

👤 palehorse-deactivated04959

Is this like??? L corps version of the 'sharks are smooth' joke???

💝 laetittiesss Follow

Dreaming Current? hes a smooth boi!

👤 palehorse-deactivated04959

Im goi ng to thro w myself into the blue Star

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[😎 anonymous asked: ]

[Pale damage isn't even that bad???]

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🫦 smashorpassabnotourney Follow

Go here.

🧜🏾‍♀️ m3lt1ngg-l0v3rr Follow

waŋna raıse mƴ 😟😐 to a 😀?‽ 💦 perform attachmeŋt worƙ here ❤️‍🔥🙈🙉🙊 ww.do31o9

🫦 smashorpassabnotourney Follow

Not right now Melting Love I'm sending death threats.

[lover-girl-estxx]

Nate Diaz Masterlist

Angst - 💥 Fluff - ☁️ Smut -❤️‍🔥

fight Night ☁️💥

Look At Me☁️

Baby☁️

Media Day ☁️

Water Bottles + Watery Eyes 💥☁️

I wasn't goi-💥💥☁️

The Club ☁️

The Ultimate Fighter ☁️

Bad Day 💥☁️

Promised ☁️?

Take Care ☁️

Birthday Girl ☁️

All Day! ☁️

Coffee and Kisses ☁️

Hurt 💥☁️

Honey☁️

Dance Class ☁️

I got you 💥☁️

Hey ☁️💥

Babe☁️

Question 💥☁️

Vlog☁️

Thanksgiving 💥☁️

Party💥☁️

Quarantine ❤️‍🔥

No Nate 💥☁️

Puppy! ☁️

Storms ☁️

Happy Halloween ☁️

With you ☁️

My sick boy ☁️

You came ☁️

No.....💥☁️

Nate! ☁️

Concerts ☁️

Shower ❤️‍🔥

Live ☁️

City Boy ☁️

It's not nothing 💥

What? 💥☁️

Merry Christmas ☁️

First Date☁️

Just friends ❤️‍🔥

Notebook ☁️

Nurse Nate ☁️

Date Night ☁️

Nathan 💥☁️

Valentines ☁️

Nails☁️

Picture!

Part 1 ☁️

Part 2 ☁️

Part 3 ☁️

Part 4 ☁️

Throw In the Towel

Part 1 ☁️

Part 2 💥☁️

Part 3

[everythingaboutjude]

Deadass so scared for the burnout + downward spiral of Jude Bellingham. We’ve seen it happen over and over again esp with English players where they burn out and get too in their heads, fuck around with awful coping mechanisms and bad decisions, end up on suspension or in rehab and come back in some minor club only to have their career shrivel up right before them.

Real will do that to Jude if this shit keeps going.

It was an awful decision on everyone to boycott the Ballon D’or. That reflects terrible on them and their career, makes them look like sore losers and terrible sportsmen. They should’ve swallowed their pride and at least came out to support their fellow colleagues and teammates, even if it’s half hearted smiles and admiration.

I'm afraid of it too. But also hoping that his family is there for him and helps him survive this awful time.

I get their egos goy hurt but come one your team is not only Vini!!! It was really childish for them to do so.

[findingtarshish]

Chapter 4: The Evening After

In the aftermath of Harmony losing control for the first time, she and Olivia meet via online chat room to discuss what happened. But this is the age of the Second Inquisition, and they'll have to be vague to avoid breaking the Masquerade. Sounds like there may be exciting things in the future for these two vampires?

Written by @jasina85 and myself!

For reference: Harmony's username is LibraryPasteEater, and Olivia's username is TheDoctorIsIn. In addition, they euphemistically refer to the Bahari as "Ripped Book Club" as an allusion to the fact that Harmony's first edition copy of Revelations of the Dark Mother is stripped and very damaged. Similarly, they refer to the Book of Nod as "Black Book" as a reference to the ornate copy of the text gifted to Harmony by the Lasombra Andre LaRue.

> User:LibraryPasteEater has joined

> User:TheDoctorIsIn has joined

> LibraryPasteEater: Hey

> TheDoctorIsIn: Hallo

> TheDoctorIsIn: How are you feeling?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’ve been worried about you

> TheDoctorIsIn: I realize how I must have made you feel :(

> LibraryPasteEater: Im ok

> LibraryPasteEater: im more worried about you

> LibraryPasteEater: how are you doing

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m fine

> TheDoctorIsIn: Mostly done cleaning the apartment now

> LibraryPasteEater: are you still hurt?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Yes, but I will be fine

> TheDoctorIsIn: Please don’t worry about me

> TheDoctorIsIn: I will be fine

> LibraryPasteEater: after what i did to you..

> LibraryPasteEater: if you dont want to see me anymore i understand

> TheDoctorIsIn: Why would I not want to see you?

> TheDoctorIsIn: It was just a sweater

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ok, bad joke

> TheDoctorIsIn: Harmony it’s alright

> TheDoctorIsIn: I may be hurt, but it wasn’t your fault

> TheDoctorIsIn: Besides, I’m used to that

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m taking my lessons from it

> LibraryPasteEater: still. I am so so sorry

> LibraryPasteEater: im not usually like this. i promise

> TheDoctorIsIn: I know

> TheDoctorIsIn: You’re a good person

> TheDoctorIsIn: It was just an accident

> TheDoctorIsIn: Nothing of significance was damaged

> LibraryPasteEater: except u. youre significant

> TheDoctorIsIn: That’s debatable

> LibraryPasteEater: :(

> TheDoctorIsIn: But thank you

> TheDoctorIsIn: And I do hope I can come over soon

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’ve become quite engrossed in the book :) 

> TheDoctorIsIn: Harmony

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m sorry

> LibraryPasteEater: dont apologize

> TheDoctorIsIn: Too late, I just did

> LibraryPasteEater: :(

> LibraryPasteEater: youre not the one who

> LibraryPasteEater: well

> LibraryPasteEater: you know

> TheDoctorIsIn: I kind of am

> TheDoctorIsIn: If I didn’t cause a scene back then

> TheDoctorIsIn: If I wasn’t stupid and just texted you back

> TheDoctorIsIn: You’d never have come over

> TheDoctorIsIn: You wouldn’t have stayed over

> TheDoctorIsIn: And

> TheDoctorIsIn: You wouldn’t have known

> LibraryPasteEater: i guess

> LibraryPasteEater: i dont want us to grab for blame like this

> TheDoctorIsIn: Then don’t

> TheDoctorIsIn: Accept that you aren’t to blame

> LibraryPasteEater: i dont know

> LibraryPasteEater: im still having a hard time with it

> LibraryPasteEater: i talked to my sister and that helped but

> LibraryPasteEater: its just not easy to accept yknow?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Believe me, I do

> TheDoctorIsIn: And I know it will take time

> TheDoctorIsIn: Also - sister?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I didn’t know you had a sister

> TheDoctorIsIn: But I’m glad she was able to help

> LibraryPasteEater: yeah i dont talk about my family much with our sort

> LibraryPasteEater: obvious reasons

> LibraryPasteEater: but Melodys my little sister

> LibraryPasteEater: she’s really important to me

> LibraryPasteEater: and im worried about her

> LibraryPasteEater: seems like shes going through something but wouldnt say what. Said shed be in town soon too so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ idk what im gonna do about that

> LibraryPasteEater: She doesnt know

> LibraryPasteEater: i dont know how im going to hide it

> TheDoctorIsIn: I understand

> TheDoctorIsIn: Let me know if I can help

> TheDoctorIsIn: Even though I’m not good with people

> TheDoctorIsIn: Speaking of people

> TheDoctorIsIn: French K hasn’t knocked on my door yet so

> LibraryPasteEater: FRENCH K LMAO

> TheDoctorIsIn: What am I supposed to call her?!

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m guessing she doesn’t know?

> LibraryPasteEater: yeah i didnt tell her

> TheDoctorIsIn: I figured

> TheDoctorIsIn: Though you said it yourself

> TheDoctorIsIn: She’ll figure it out

> TheDoctorIsIn: And that’s going to make things

> TheDoctorIsIn: Problematic

> LibraryPasteEater: itll be ok

> TheDoctorIsIn: I wish I had that confidence

> LibraryPasteEater: shes to busy talking to welsh c to worry about you

> TheDoctorIsIn: Welsh C?

> LibraryPasteEater: french K’s “mom”

> LibraryPasteEater: shes old enough to know how to get though things like this

> LibraryPasteEater: theyre trying to reassure me

> LibraryPasteEater: not sure i believe it but

> LibraryPasteEater: im trying

> TheDoctorIsIn: Oh

> TheDoctorIsIn: So

> TheDoctorIsIn: Extended family?

> LibraryPasteEater: mhm

> LibraryPasteEater: shes nice i met her last year

> TheDoctorIsIn: Do I need to worry about her too?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I mean

> TheDoctorIsIn: Not implying anything but

> TheDoctorIsIn: You know

> TheDoctorIsIn: I know I worry about this a lot

> TheDoctorIsIn: But I kinda have to

> LibraryPasteEater: even if she knew C wouldnt hold it against you

> TheDoctorIsIn: No offense

> TheDoctorIsIn: But I find that hard to believe

> LibraryPasteEater: when i say shes nice shes REALLY nice

> TheDoctorIsIn: Even nice people tend to take issue with that

> TheDoctorIsIn: Look

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m just scared

> LibraryPasteEater: she does have history with your folks

> TheDoctorIsIn: Not encouraging

> LibraryPasteEater: but she wouldnt hurt you

> LibraryPasteEater: its more

> LibraryPasteEater: your folks club if you catch my drift

> LibraryPasteEater: she was one of them once

> TheDoctorIsIn: WHAT

> TheDoctorIsIn: Past tense?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I thought these things 

> TheDoctorIsIn: Generally didn’t go past tense

> LibraryPasteEater: kinda hard to explain without buzzwords

> LibraryPasteEater: actually theres going to be an event in a little bit

> LibraryPasteEater: shell be in town

> LibraryPasteEater: want to meet her?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Well

> TheDoctorIsIn: On one hand

> TheDoctorIsIn: The more I hear of your family

> TheDoctorIsIn: The more I want to go

> TheDoctorIsIn: OMG ADOPT ME PLZ

> TheDoctorIsIn: But on the other

> TheDoctorIsIn: Still kinda scared of

> TheDoctorIsIn: You know

> TheDoctorIsIn: Being past tense

> LibraryPasteEater: she literally does that

> LibraryPasteEater: adopt i mean

> LibraryPasteEater: i think youd like her

> TheDoctorIsIn: Is she also a

> TheDoctorIsIn: You know

> TheDoctorIsIn: Uhhh

> TheDoctorIsIn: Actually

> TheDoctorIsIn: How do I say this

> TheDoctorIsIn: Book club?

> LibraryPasteEater: which book

> LibraryPasteEater: black book or ripped book?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ripped book

> LibraryPasteEater: yes

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’d be surprised

> TheDoctorIsIn: If she was black book

> LibraryPasteEater: yeah we dont talk to those people

> TheDoctorIsIn: I mean

> TheDoctorIsIn: You talked to me

> TheDoctorIsIn: I kinda was?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I think I was black book by default?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I honestly don’t know

> TheDoctorIsIn: But I’m not ripped book

> LibraryPasteEater: thats fine

> LibraryPasteEater: theyre not gonna hold it against you

> LibraryPasteEater: you havent finished reading tho so

> LibraryPasteEater: god i sound like a youth pastor

> LibraryPasteEater: SORRY

> TheDoctorIsIn: It’s a long book

> TheDoctorIsIn: Also LMAO

> TheDoctorIsIn: Prettier than a youth pastor tho :) 

> LibraryPasteEater: >.<

> TheDoctorIsIn: My point is

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m just kinda tired

> TheDoctorIsIn: Of being alone

> TheDoctorIsIn: Black book sucked

> TheDoctorIsIn: The middle-ground kinda sucks too

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ripped book seems cool

> LibraryPasteEater: if slightly fucked up at times

> TheDoctorIsIn: True

> TheDoctorIsIn: I don’t want to seem

> TheDoctorIsIn: Too desperate

> LibraryPasteEater: nono its ok!!

> LibraryPasteEater: i mean if you want to learn more about it

> LibraryPasteEater: the event is a good place to start

> TheDoctorIsIn: Well

> TheDoctorIsIn: I like learning

> TheDoctorIsIn: Is there a dresscode?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Are people gonna stare if I rent again?

> LibraryPasteEater: um

> LibraryPasteEater: well

> LibraryPasteEater: the dress code is optional

> LibraryPasteEater: this is

> LibraryPasteEater: shall we say um

> LibraryPasteEater: one of those dance naked in the woods affairs

> TheDoctorIsIn: the

> TheDoctorIsIn: what

> TheDoctorIsIn: affairs

> TheDoctorIsIn: ok

> TheDoctorIsIn: that is

> TheDoctorIsIn: um

> TheDoctorIsIn: yknow

> TheDoctorIsIn: I have very few words

> TheDoctorIsIn: Actually I have very many

> TheDoctorIsIn: Struggling to arrange them

> LibraryPasteEater: its totally safe i did it last year

> LibraryPasteEater: thought it would be cold but i dont really feel that anymore!

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ok so

> TheDoctorIsIn: Should probably heal first

> TheDoctorIsIn: Or failing that

> TheDoctorIsIn: Just do something about it

> LibraryPasteEater: you dont have to do dress code

> LibraryPasteEater: nobody will think less of you for it

> LibraryPasteEater: bunch of my friends wont be

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ok so just

> TheDoctorIsIn: Dress for the outdoors is fine?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I can do that

> LibraryPasteEater: mostly its just book club that will be doing that

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ok

> TheDoctorIsIn: When is it happening?

> TheDoctorIsIn: And is it really ok for you to invite me?

> LibraryPasteEater: next week

> LibraryPasteEater: and yeah ill just have to run it past Kath

> TheDoctorIsIn: Oh

> TheDoctorIsIn: Hmmm

> TheDoctorIsIn: As good a time as any to tell her?

> LibraryPasteEater: NONONO

> LibraryPasteEater: I think that is a conversation that should happen fully clothed

> TheDoctorIsIn: I don’t disagree

> TheDoctorIsIn: But you know I can’t lie

> TheDoctorIsIn: And if she asks

> TheDoctorIsIn: Well

> LibraryPasteEater: she wont

> LibraryPasteEater: Oh wait

> LibraryPasteEater: ah shit

> TheDoctorIsIn: which part?

> LibraryPasteEater: unrelated part

> LibraryPasteEater: mels gonna be in town next week

> LibraryPasteEater: this just makes things more complicated :T

> TheDoctorIsIn: Well shit

> TheDoctorIsIn: We’ll figure something out

> LibraryPasteEater: i can just tell her im busy but

> LibraryPasteEater: seems a little cold for my own sister

> TheDoctorIsIn: Think you can’t do both?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Well

> TheDoctorIsIn: Event sounds semi-regular

> TheDoctorIsIn: Sister a bit less so

> TheDoctorIsIn: So if you have to choose

> LibraryPasteEater: ill manage dw

> TheDoctorIsIn: ok

> TheDoctorIsIn: I guess you'll tell me more when you have a plan?

> LibraryPasteEater: yep

> LibraryPasteEater: details in person though

> LibraryPasteEater: not putting anything about it online

> TheDoctorIsIn: Obviously

> TheDoctorIsIn: I thought that was implied

> TheDoctorIsIn: Let me know when I should come over then

> TheDoctorIsIn: Actually

> TheDoctorIsIn: Look I get if you don’t want to talk about it

> TheDoctorIsIn: But who the hell was that guy?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’ve never seen you so shaken up

> LibraryPasteEater: oh

> LibraryPasteEater: hes

> LibraryPasteEater: hes my ex

> TheDoctorIsIn: Oh

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m gonna guess

> TheDoctorIsIn: He didn’t quite get the ex part

> TheDoctorIsIn: Did he?

> LibraryPasteEater: he

> LibraryPasteEater: i dont know

> LibraryPasteEater: i thought everything was fine

> LibraryPasteEater: then i tried to confide in him about something and he started just

> LibraryPasteEater: started treating me horribly

> LibraryPasteEater: I thought i could trust him 

> LibraryPasteEater: that he could help me though it

> LibraryPasteEater: but I guess he never really cared about me that way

> TheDoctorIsIn: Sounds like a real asshole

> TheDoctorIsIn: What the hell is wrong with him?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Or more to the point

> TheDoctorIsIn: Why don’t you just call the cops on him?

> TheDoctorIsIn: He’s very clearly stalking you

> LibraryPasteEater: you know why i cant

> LibraryPasteEater: not to mention

> LibraryPasteEater: he has connections

> LibraryPasteEater: theyd believe him not me

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ok so

> TheDoctorIsIn: If the legal angle isn’t available

> TheDoctorIsIn: Why not just ask someone else?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Sorry if I’m presuming too much

> TheDoctorIsIn: But I can think of someone who would

> LibraryPasteEater: k offered

> LibraryPasteEater: hell my dad offered

> LibraryPasteEater: but i cant

> LibraryPasteEater: i cant bring myself to hurt him

> LibraryPasteEater: its not who i am

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m not saying hurt him

> TheDoctorIsIn: Even if after that night

> TheDoctorIsIn: I very much would not be opposed to that

> TheDoctorIsIn: But I’m sure k has

> TheDoctorIsIn: She is very talented

> TheDoctorIsIn: And it almost sounds like he suspects something

> LibraryPasteEater: i know

> LibraryPasteEater: but im scared if we go after him itll only confirm what he thinks

> LibraryPasteEater: you dont know how smart he is

> TheDoctorIsIn: Look

> TheDoctorIsIn: I just don’t want to see you hurt

> TheDoctorIsIn: And I can see it plain as day

> TheDoctorIsIn: He’s hurting you Harmony :( 

> LibraryPasteEater: i know

> LibraryPasteEater: you have no idea

> TheDoctorIsIn: Please don’t take this the wrong way

> TheDoctorIsIn: But the longer this goes on, the worse it will get

> TheDoctorIsIn: I know people like him

> TheDoctorIsIn: They’re like sharks

> TheDoctorIsIn: Once he smells blood, he’s not gonna let go

> LibraryPasteEater: believe me i know

> TheDoctorIsIn: I just want to help you Harmony

> LibraryPasteEater: maybe im just weak

> LibraryPasteEater: but i dont know what to do to solve it

> LibraryPasteEater: but this isnt your problem

> LibraryPasteEater: you dont need to do anything for me

> TheDoctorIsIn: Nonsense

> TheDoctorIsIn: You’re my friend

> TheDoctorIsIn: Friends help eachother out

> TheDoctorIsIn: I may not know how just yet

> TheDoctorIsIn: But we’ll figure something out

> TheDoctorIsIn: And please

> TheDoctorIsIn: He knows where I live now

> TheDoctorIsIn: He very much went and made himself my problem

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ugh

> TheDoctorIsIn: Why is nothing ever straightforward?

> LibraryPasteEater: to be fair

> LibraryPasteEater: things not being straightforward was how this mess started with him

> TheDoctorIsIn: He is really starting to remind me of someone

> TheDoctorIsIn: And I do not like where that comparison is going

> LibraryPasteEater: oh

> LibraryPasteEater: im sorry i didnt mean to dredge up memories

> TheDoctorIsIn: You didn’t, so no apologizing

> LibraryPasteEater: too late i just did

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ey!

> TheDoctorIsIn: That’s my line! :( 

> TheDoctorIsIn: You can’t just steal my lines!

> LibraryPasteEater: clearly i can!

> LibraryPasteEater: the point is

> LibraryPasteEater: please dont do anything rash

> LibraryPasteEater: i know i have no place to talk after what i did but

> LibraryPasteEater: that thing with the eyes??? that was reckless

> TheDoctorIsIn: Thing with the eyes?

> LibraryPasteEater: you were uh

> LibraryPasteEater: seeing red

> LibraryPasteEater: if you catch my drift

> TheDoctorIsIn: What?

> TheDoctorIsIn: I don’t understand

> TheDoctorIsIn: I didn’t notice anything different

> TheDoctorIsIn: I mean

> TheDoctorIsIn: A light came on in the hallway but that was it

> LibraryPasteEater: i dont know what it was

> LibraryPasteEater: its definitely not something i can do

> LibraryPasteEater: also the light in the hallway did not turn on what are you talking about

> TheDoctorIsIn: But it got brighter

> TheDoctorIsIn: It wasn’t as dark

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’m not going crazy, am I?

> LibraryPasteEater: i did not see that

> LibraryPasteEater: maybe it had to do with the eye thing

> LibraryPasteEater: is that somthing you can do?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Apparently I have an eye thing now?

> LibraryPasteEater: apparently!

> LibraryPasteEater: its a bit scary

> LibraryPasteEater: and definitely looks uhhhhh

> LibraryPasteEater: not normal shall we say

> TheDoctorIsIn: That’s concerning

> TheDoctorIsIn: I best figure out what it is

> TheDoctorIsIn: And if I can do something about it

> TheDoctorIsIn: Besides

> TheDoctorIsIn: I think red eyes kind of ruin my look?

> TheDoctorIsIn: It just doesn’t seem like me

> LibraryPasteEater: i agree

> LibraryPasteEater: i like ur normal eyes :)

> TheDoctorIsIn: Thanks :) 

> TheDoctorIsIn: I like your eyes too :) 

> TheDoctorIsIn: Ok this might be

> TheDoctorIsIn: Officially the weirdest I phrased a compliment

> TheDoctorIsIn: In my life

> LibraryPasteEater: lol

> TheDoctorIsIn: The tattoo is pretty cool too

> LibraryPasteEater: how did you

> TheDoctorIsIn: :) 

> LibraryPasteEater: oh

> LibraryPasteEater: right

> LibraryPasteEater: i guess i was kinda. Not dressed

> LibraryPasteEater: sorry about sleeping in btw

> LibraryPasteEater: i just didnt really see the point of getting up early

> TheDoctorIsIn: It’s alright

> TheDoctorIsIn: Not like you’d have much to amuse yourself with

> TheDoctorIsIn: Aside from digging through my stuff I guess?

> LibraryPasteEater: what do you take me for maam

> TheDoctorIsIn: The lady doth protest too much :3 

> LibraryPasteEater: DONT YOU FCCKING SHKAESPEAR ME

> TheDoctorIsIn: In all seriousness

> TheDoctorIsIn: I didn’t expect you would

> TheDoctorIsIn: Maybe the night before?

> LibraryPasteEater: i didnt

> LibraryPasteEater: all i did after you went to bed was a short prayer

> TheDoctorIsIn: Hey, it’s fine

> TheDoctorIsIn: I may not exactly be religious

> TheDoctorIsIn: But far be it for me tell you what to do

> LibraryPasteEater: ik

> TheDoctorIsIn: “Not religious” she said, reading ripped book

> LibraryPasteEater: ok to be fair

> LibraryPasteEater: there is a whole PROCCESS beyond just reading the book

> LibraryPasteEater: knowledge is neutral!! Doesnt imply belief

> LibraryPasteEater: did for me but

> LibraryPasteEater: i just dont want you to feel pressured

> LibraryPasteEater: i grew up catholic i know what that can feel like

> TheDoctorIsIn: Don’t worry

> TheDoctorIsIn: I don’t feel pressured at all

> TheDoctorIsIn: Slightly encouraged maybe?

> TheDoctorIsIn: To explore my options at least

> LibraryPasteEater: im glad

> TheDoctorIsIn: Not Harmony? :3 

> LibraryPasteEater: -_-

> TheDoctorIsIn: Mistress of Humor, lest you forget

> LibraryPasteEater: careful or im gonna die of laughter again

> TheDoctorIsIn: Please don’t

> TheDoctorIsIn: I’ve had enough cleaning for a while

> LibraryPasteEater: ok thats fair

> TheDoctorIsIn: And I’d be sad :( 

> LibraryPasteEater: i might want to go soon tho?

> LibraryPasteEater: getting a bit hungry

> TheDoctorIsIn: That’s alright

> TheDoctorIsIn: I should probably change my bandages

> TheDoctorIsIn: It’s been long enough

> TheDoctorIsIn: I know

> TheDoctorIsIn: Not super intuitive

> TheDoctorIsIn: It just makes me feel better when I do

> User:LibraryPasteEater hugs User:TheDoctorIsIn

> TheDoctorIsIn: :) 

> User:TheDoctorIsIn hugs User:LibraryPasteEater

> LibraryPasteEater: see you in a bit?

> TheDoctorIsIn: Yeah!

> TheDoctorIsIn: Enjoy your meal!

> User:LibraryPasteEater has disconnected

> User:TheDoctorIsIn has disconnected

[randomclam24]

With that accumulation of mods, I think Plutonia's eleventh map has some, not loosely artistic, but, you know, sacrosanct meaning to it

I think heaven doesn't do excommunication, but the world's bounds are that we're trying to get in to the bad goys club so we can say we're on fire how we need to get the platform kicked out from under us with our noose right now

We will shit pant if you don't

[ithisatanytime]

in line with what im saying have you seen the meme thats basically "characters that you missed the point of starter pack" and its tony soprano, patrick batemen from american psycho the dudes from fight club? its a common attitude, shaming american movie goers and audiences for "missing the point" of characters that were meant to be villanious.

imagine you were a jew and you wanted to poison a town of goys, so you open a restuarant in town, a pizza restaurant, you make the most mouthwatering pizzas imaginable, but the sausage is poisoned HAHAHAHAAHA you fucking fools enjoy your pizza, wait they are just picking out the sausage because it tastes bad! no you fools! you cretins! sausage is the best part of the pizza NOOOO!

whos the idiot here the restaurant owner or the customers? they dress these characters up in the costumes of our deeply held and oft mocked ideals, our essential spiritual nature, and then portray them doing something heinous like murder or rape, see goyim your ideals werent that good after all the character i made up just killed someone! its perfectly valid to accept the life affirming parts of a piece of art and reject the poison.

[xxatinyminionxx]

🥀 Gluttony 🥀

Pairing: dom!heeseung x switch!reader

Genre: Smut, Oneshot, FICTION

Word Count: 2.6k words

Includes: Pinches of sub!hee because I couldn’t resist, strangers to lovers trope, oral both ways, a subtly obsessed heeseung, praise, a tad impatient reader, protected sex, breeding kink

Synopsis: A night at the club turns into a lot more than you would’ve expected when you hook up with a stranger infatuated by your presence — Heeseung.

Requested?: Technically yes

A/N: This oneshot was made for @enhoesnetwork event #1 !

—

And then there was Gluttony who just couldn’t resist his urges to be with you…

glut·ton·y

/ˈɡlətnē/

noun

habitual greed

It’s a Friday night and your acquaintances convinced you to go out with them to the club. To be honest, you weren’t going to go, but you didn’t want to be ‘the one that said no’ either. Turns out tagging along isn’t such a bad idea. You get to sit on the second floor of a lively, vibrant club and watch others get ridiculously wasted — and trip over their own feet on the dance floor below.

At one point while you’re lounging in a chair at your table and sipping on an alcoholic beverage of your choice, you feel like someone is watching you. You turn your head to your right and sure enough, there is some guy checking you out. He seemed to be in the same position as you, tagging along with friends that decided they wanted to get blackout drunk. His posture, leaning over the table he was sitting at with his arms holding him up, suggests he had been eyeing you for a while. Not that you’re complaining. He looks cute. It looks like he was going for a teen punk rock vibe with his outfit, chains and ripped jeans being its standout features. His jet black hair rests neatly on his forehead.

You smile politely at him and even give him a small wave. Thanks to the strobe lights hitting him at the right time, you see the surprise on his face. It was as if he didn’t expect you to take his staring well, which you could understand. He seems to give the brief interaction some thought, and then he gets up and walks over to you. As he sits in the seat next to you, you breathe in a hint of rose. He literally smells like a bed of roses. If you were going to get truly intoxicated off something tonight, it would be his scent.

The man clears his throat and lets out a chuckle, flashing one of the brightest white smiles you have ever seen. “Hey, sorry for staring. Did your friends leave you too?” You could see the concern in the way his brows knit together.

“Yeah, they did. I’m not much of a partier anyway.” You let out a sheepish laugh and rub at your neck out of habit. His eyes follow your fingers down to your neck, but he quickly returns his attention back to you.

“Heeseung.” He tells you, offering his hand for you to shake. You nod upon learning his name and take his hand.

“Y/N.” Pulling back from the handshake, you settle down in your seat knowing you had a friend to keep you company tonight. You talk to each other about your day and eventually, you start feeling tension. He starts biting his lips as he listens to you talk, which is making you bite your lips when he talks. That’s when he says something that has been on your mind for the past ten minutes.

“Y/N, we can go into one of the back rooms if you want.” The back rooms are modeled to look like actual bedrooms. You’re shocked. He might genuinely be down to mess around. You nod quicker than you would’ve wanted to and stand from your seat.

“I didn’t think you would ask, haha~”

You both walk to the other side of the second floor and rent a room for yourselves. You never used one before, but it turns out you get to keep the room until closing time. As you would expect, you hear people fucking and moaning their partner’s name as you walk to your room.

Heeseung opens the door for you and you notice from the redness in his face that he has been blushing this entire time. Once he closes the door, you’re already on the bed and taking your shoes off. Whether or not you were going to have a one-night stand with Heeseung, you needed to be comfortable. The teen sits beside you on the bed and gently smiles at you. You smile back in the silence and soon you both fill that silence with shy laughter.

“Heeseung, what?” You ask, too shy to say anything more yourself.

Heeseung bites his lips again and leans over, whispering in your ear. “Y/N, I want you. Really fucking bad.”

You freeze up. You weren’t expecting him to be THAT bold. You let him continue the talking, letting out a simple hum to let him know you’re listening.

“May I have you?” Heeseung pulls back, his gaze much more lustful than before. He’s looking at you like you’re a forbidden snack.

“Yes~” You breathe out.

Seconds after receiving your consent, his lips capture yours in a kiss that feels long overdue. Your hands touch all over his body as he’s touching yours. You can smell roses in every shallow breath you take between kisses. It’s more addicting than the alcohol you left behind at your table. The scent — it’s sweet yet alluring. You crawl up the bed still enveloped in the heated kiss. Heeseung follows, pushing his shoes off with his feet. He tops you and drags his lips down your jaw and attaches them feverishly to your neck.

You let out a hesitant moan in front of the stranger and rake your fingers through his hair. It’s super soft to the touch. “I’ve wanted you all night, Y/N. Something about you, I crave it.” He starts feeling down your body, taking his time to feel every inch of it. He peeks up at you for a moment and traces his thumb along your now swollen bottom lip. “Let me hear you.”

He helps you take off piece after piece of clothing and makes sure he does the same. First his shirt comes off, then his pants. Like yours, his underwear stays on, for now. He leans up to kiss you again before giving you literal euphoria. You close your eyes and little by little, your desperate moans fill the room. He presses his plump lips to your collarbones, trails gentle kisses and licks down your chest, love bites included, and stops right before the waistband of your underwear.

“Fuck me.” Your horniness gets out before your rationale. The half-naked guy stares up at you and lifts himself back up to kiss you. When he pulls back, you see a smirk playing on his lips. “Not yet, I need to taste you.”

Heeseung shifts back down the bed and helps rid you of the last of your undergarments. He admires your middle from between your legs and lets out a groan himself. “You’re so perfect…”

He dives his head in between your thighs — the softness of his lips and warm mouth have your eyes rolling back. He must’ve been drooling this entire time, or maybe it was your own excitement, but you get to hear several wet sounds as he’s going down on you. “You taste so good baby…” His hands rub your intimate area in just the right spots, causing you to throb under his touch. “I’m gonna make you cum so much tonight. Mmh, you deserve it, Y/N...” He flattens his tongue against your middle and you moan louder than before, hands shaking as they go to grab his hair again. “…for looking so damn hot tonight.”

“Hee— Mmm, you’re the one that should be called hot.”

“Yeah? Let’s see who the hot one is when you cum for me…”

Heeseung goes back to pleasing you with his mouth and it feels HEAVENLY. The way he swirls his tongue, puts his lips together and sucks, probes your sensitive area with the tip of his tongue, looks up at you with those intense eyes — there is no question that you’re about to come undone.

“Heeseung I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Fuuuuck~” Your toes curl into the sheets and you throw your head back against the pillows. You whimper a string of curses into the sinful air and catch your breath as the man you just met licks you clean.

You’re still shivering when Heeseung slips his tongue in your mouth and kisses your trembling lips. The taste of your cum on his lips arouses you so much that you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him right on top of you. You want more and you want it so bad.

You both pull back slightly panting and Heeseung puts your foreheads together. “I love you, Y/N.” He confesses, sounding dead serious.

He says this as if the two of you didn’t just meet an hour ago. But you don’t care.

“I love you too, Heeseung.”

He grins, showing his flawless smile before giving you another peck on the lips. “Ready to get fucked into next week?” He teases lightheartedly to which you laugh at his quirkiness amid the tense moment.

“No, let me suck your dick first. You gave me the type of orgasm I haven’t gotten in MONTHS. It’s only fair.”

Thanks to the light in the room, you could catch a glimpse of Heeseung’s pupils dilating. Did he catch feelings that fast?

He rolls you both over so that now you’re on top. His hand goes to stroke your head, softly encouraging you. “I need those pretty lips around my cock right now. Can you do that for me, prince(ss)?”

You blush with a nod and work your way down his body with kisses, just like he did with you. You pull at the waistband of his boxers and, sure enough, his hard cock comes springing out just for you.

“Mmm, you're big~” You take his dick in your hands and start giving it fluid pumps. “Can’t believe you’ve been hiding this from me…” You lean down and kiss the tip before swirling your tongue to get a taste of precum. “Did I turn you on?” You inquire, then take him into your mouth.

The black-haired teen’s body curls up slightly, his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure this time. “M-Mm why wouldn’t you? You’re a-amazing.”

You hum in acknowledgment and bob your head further down, nearly reaching his tightening pelvis.

Heeseung’s head lulls to the side, his eyes close to shutting from how well you’re sucking him dry. Anyone right outside your door could probably hear how good you are sucking that dick. He keeps looking down at you, moan after moan erupting from his throat. “You’re so talented. Mhm, yeah, yeah~” He places a hand on your head, helping push your head down on his throbbing cock. “O-O-Oh I’m gonna cum! Y-Y/N please!”

You keep blowing him as if you had just started and never falter in your technique. Not even ten seconds later, his cum shoots out onto your tongue. Still not used to the consistency of cum, you subtly reach for tissues and discreetly spit into them. You stroke the shivering teen through his high, tossing the used tissues into the trash successfully in one go. “Did it feel good?” You ask and let out a giggle.

“Hell yes,” Heeseung sits up panting and pins you down on the bottom half of the bed. “but now I get to fuck you.”

You suck your bottom lip back between your teeth. “Mm, but I wanna top first.” You rub your shin against his thigh. “Is that okay?”

A slightly taken aback Heeseung loosens his grip on your wrists and starts smiling profusely. “Yeah, of course, haha.” He leans down to give you a few more pecks and then rolls onto his back beside you. “There’s condoms in my jacket pocket, if you want to get them..?”

You direct your attention to the clothing discarded on the floor right next to the bed, the jacket amongst the pile. You retrieve a few packets of protection and join your hookup partner back on the bed. His prominent floral scent drags you back over to press your lips against his to which he doesn’t mind a single bit. You lay over top of him just making out for a few minutes.

His technique keeps you wanting more. Sometimes he teasingly pulls back only to kiss you back harder. He pulls at your lips and swipes his tongue with yours. Your noses rub against each other and your hands touch over each other’s bare skin making the both of you moan your pretty sounds. It is probably the hottest making out you’ve ever done.

You pull back when you feel his hardened cock throbbing against your leg. “Fuck baby, how can you be so patient?”

Heeseung slowly opens his eyes to your question. “Because I could kiss your lips forever. I never want to stop.”

You shoot him a pleased grin before working to get a condom out of one of the packets. Once you do, you ease the material onto his cock, feeling it throb in your hands as you do. Either Heeseung hardly gets any action or he really likes you. Though it doesn’t matter to you what it is, you enjoy being the reason he’s extremely horny.

You throw a leg over and saddle his thighs. You tease his tip with your hole and hear him groan as he grabs your waist.

“Y/N you’re so fucking sexy. Put it in.”

“Or else?”

“I’ll punish you. I’ll make sure you can’t walk out of here without your friends’ help tonight.”

“Mmh, I like that Heeseung.” You slip down his erect cock, hiding it deep inside you. You lean down and kiss him again. “But I don’t wanna walk out of here.”

He mumbles something about gluttony, but you don’t think too much of it when his arms wrap around you tightly and he starts thrusting into you.

You’re both moaning messes as he works his dick in and out of you, pounding into you without stuttering once. He’s desperate, chasing his high as he plays with your tongue in your mouths.

You try to say that he’s fucking you good, but between your groaning and your skin slamming together, you might as well start fucking back onto him to let him know instead. Heeseung tilts his head back at your movements on top and you take the chance to mark up his neck. You also start to stimulate your middle so you can cum with him.

“B-Baby(girl/boy), I’m so close. Do you want my cum?”

“Yeah, I want your cum. All of it.”

Heeseung pants heavily by your ear, higher pitch moans coming from his puffy lips when you nibble at the skin of his neck. “A-Ah— Take it Y/N. Take my cum in your pretty little hole.”

He snaps his hips into yours one last time and keeps them there, filling the condom inside you with strings upon strings of warm cum spurting out from his tip. You feel him filling you up and reach your own high, making your own lewd sounds as your orgasm runs through you.

Not much over a minute later, Heeseung flips you back over so he is on top. He makes quick work of his hands and changes into a new condom. “Safeword?”

“(Your safeword).”

You hook up with Heeseung a few more times after the night at the club and with each hookup, the sex gets kinkier and needier. Any kink either of you have, you try it until you are shivering at how well it plays out. He also praises you as much as the first night. No matter what, he can’t get enough of how good you feel giving him head or wrapped around his cock.

It’s clear that Heeseung will keep wanting you with every waking day.

The question is, how long until you’ve had enough?

—

© 2021 xxatinyminionxx. All Rights Reserved.

[shortpplfedup]

ITSAY Rewatch Anatomy of a Scene All the Things You Said: an ode to writing

In which we first experience the magic that is a free and open conversation between Teh and Oh Aew.

I Told Sunset About You, Episode 1 Director: Boss Naruebet Kuno Writers: Boss Naruebet Kuno, Goy Arachaporn Pokinpakorn, Kate Karakade Norasethaporn, Junior Naron Cherdsoongnern Cinematographers: Tang Tawanwad Wanavit, Lin Rinrada Pornsombutsatien Score: Vichaya Vatanasapt Cast: Billkin Putthipong Assaratanakul and PP Krit Amnuaydechkorn

Do you still take the boat home, to your resort?Mmm, when I was in 11th grade, I got my own place in the city. But I got bad grades, Mom took it back. So, I still take the boat with the wind hitting my face like before. And…how about you? Is Hokkian Mee still a best seller?Yeah. Still have rice vermicelli that you loved.Why didn't you ever say hi to me?I didn’t know what to talk about. And you didn’t say hi to me as well, asshole!I did but you never replied!Talking through Mod doesn’t count! So, if I didn’t say anything to you first, you wouldn't say anything to me, would you?Actually, I thought about it. But I just didn’t hit send.I was wrong too back then. I did say some hurtful things to you.You’re not wrong at all. I was…I was selfish. I'm sorry too. Let's go eat Hokkian Mee at my place sometime. What are you thinking? Are you alright?If we are to become friends again, I can do it. But being as close as we were, I don’t know about that. Remember that time, you said someone like me would quit eventually, honestly, I was very sad about that. You know, I put a lot of pressure on myself. I pushed myself to be the Drama Club President, and I got it. I tried to put lots of photos on my Instagram because I wanted to show you that I didn't quit like you said I would. But when I saw you becoming better and better, I got jealous.Alright, I get it. Just do whatever you feel like doing. We don’t have to be best friends now…You got 3 months left. Do your best on the admission exam! You can do it.You got in already, I’ll find my way in!

Imagine if that one friend of yours is now standing here right in front of you, what would you say to him? How’s your exam going? We haven’t talked for so long. If I could choose, I wouldn’t want it to be this way. I hope you get in. Good luck.

In all the discourse surrounding I Told Sunset About You, there is usually, rightfully, a lot of praise for the cinematography, the music and the acting, but I don't think the script has gotten its due. ITSAY is such a simple story that it's easy to overlook the deftness of the writing, the words they put in the characters' mouths. But lest we forget, ITSAY is a tale about translation and communication. Those words that Teh and Oh Aew say, and the words they leave unsaid, are the emotional underpinnings of the story. The writing reaches its absolute pinnacle in episode 3 (in the hammock, on the beach, at Promthep Cape) but this scene in episode 1 was the first indication to me that ITSAY was going to be something special.

Conversations, REAL conversations between Teh and Oh Aew are always so beautiful to watch, and as somebody who reads sub files for fun, equally beautiful to read. They talk to each other like real teenage boys; the language is frill-free and to-the-point, but there's a depth of feeling and understanding in the things they say to each other that shows even from the start how much they are to each other. They don't talk to their other friends like this. They don't talk to their families like this. The 'voice' of their conversations, the pattern and rhythm of the writing in them is so...true. Take for example Oh Aew's little monologue in the middle of the scene here. He's telling Teh 'you hurt me and I'm not quite over it' but in words that will make Teh understand clearly how much his words back then stung and how deep they went. It's not flowery, it's not poetic, it's not clever or witty, it's blunt, impactful language that sounds like something a teenaged boy, even one as sensitive and mature as Oh Aew, would actually say.

As for the things unsaid...Teh's face is a soliloquy in this scene. Billkin's eyes and the way he works his jaw take you on a whole entire journey between the words on the page and around the script. 'We don't have to be best friends now' HURT him to say, because that's the thing he wants more than anything. As he's saying it the tears in his eyes make a total liar of him. And Oh Aew knows that, knows his words have hurt Teh, but at this point it's Teh or him and he's chosen himself.

[itoldsunset]

hi itsay nation!! p'boss was on the standard pop breakfast club talking about his work as a director and here's an interesting snippet about itsay:

[11:16] "how do you feel about the positive response you've received from lgbtq people about the series, that they've said it's a masterpiece among thai series that address issues such as coming out?"

p'boss: "i feel really good. while we were writing the script, goy and i talked about it and this was one of the initial goals we had going into this project, that if we were going to make a series about a relationship between two boys that includes lgbtq issues, we had to go all the way. and we tried to figure out what's the good and bad in terms of what message we want to send out to society, what we should tell the characters, and what directions the characters should go in. we did a lot of homework on this. for example, let's say we finished the first draft of the script, we would read it together to see whether there was anything in it that would affect how people feel. how would this sentence affect people's feelings? or what can be implied from it? does this sentence lead to negativity? ... i wanted to make this a series where lgbtq people can watch it and get into it, and when they finish watching it would feel that they can have positive experiences with love. this is the point i wanted the series to reach, and i think it did, which is a good thing."

[kyoomiii]

♡ Sick days [hcs]

- ✎ characters ❝ kageyama, ushijima, kenma and tsukishima ❞

- [ trigger warning(s): none other than maybe one curse word ]

- ⚘ genre ❝ fluff ❞

❝ in light of the current situation i hope everyone is staying safe and healthy. we can get through these tough times together. (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ❞

-kyo  ♡

Kageyama knows something is wrong the moment he wakes up that morning, the irritating tickle in the back of his throat and the sudden heat that engulfs his body confirms his suspicions, but even so he refuses to let it bother him, pushing even the thought of being sick to the back of his mind as he departs for school.

Though unfortunately, the day passes agonizingly slow for him, and by the time it finally ends he had managed to fall asleep in almost every single one of his classes prompting multiple scoldings from varying teachers which only heightened his pounding headache. 

Even so, he brushes it off with mild annoyance as he changes out of his school uniform and into his practice attire, a small pit of dread forming in his already aching stomach knowing you’d be there waiting for him, and that you’d definitely notice his odd behavior.

As he enters the gym, the familiar squeaking of shoes almost sets his mind at ease, a trickle of relief flowing through him as he basks in the success of hiding his condition and that surprisingly, you were nowhere to be found. However, the moment is short-lived once he spots Hinata, who squints in his direction as if he had grown three heads.

“What are you staring at boke.”

“Nothing… I guess you just seem a bit- weird today.”

“It’s fine- I’m fine! Let’s just practice already!”

But throughout the entire practice, his vision only seems to get hazier, and his head only seems to hurt more as his tosses become less and less consistent, resulting in snickers from Tsukishima, and more shouts from Hinata, until eventually he just collapses in a pile of sweat, an overwhelming ache shooting throughout his bones,  and at this point he no longer cares about the current activity, all he wants is you.

“Crap- Kageyama! Someone get y/n”

And much to his relief, you come in rushing soon after his collapse, Sugawara having moved him into a slightly more comfortable position prior to your arrival.

“y/n…”

“I’m here Tobio… You’re gonna be alright, your sister is here to take you home.”

It was almost scary how lifeless he seemed. Slumped in between Sugawara and Daichi, barely conscious as you run your fingers through his damp hair. The club is visibly startled as it takes a total of all the third years and Tanaka to haul the setter into his sister’s car as a result of his protest.

“No... Want y/n…”

The little whine that leaves him has you flushed, cheeks burning red as you simply nod, scooting into the backseat with him as he deliriously snuggles close to you, a violent shiver running throughout his body despite his unbelievably hot temperature.

The ride back to Kageyama’s house is relatively silent with the exception of the occasional groan or whimper from him. A wave of worry floods through you as you help his sister move him into his bed.

“I’m really sorry y/n, I have to get back to the shop, so can you please do me a favor and watch Tobio for a few hours?”

“I-Uh- Yeah.”

And like that it’s just you and Kageyama, who looks just as bad, if not worse than before the car ride. He’s shivering like a leaf as he curls closely into the blankets, face contorted into displeasure.

“Tobio…”

With a gentle caress to his sickly pale skin, you stand up to leave, a feeling of guilt swelling in your heart at the thought of leaving Kageyama alone, even if it were just a little bit of time as you quickly return with a damp towel to press to his drenched forehead.

He looks almost too peaceful as he relaxes into your touch, the cloth that’s pressed against his skin easing his discomfort all the more. His eyes flutter open, squinting to look up at you.

“I’m okay y/n.. I’m not sick.”

You’re almost in disbelief, and you would smack him for being so reckless if he weren’t so ill.

“You are. Why would you lie about that?（￣□￣；)”

But the gentle grin that stretches across his face disposes of any harsh feelings you may have for his lack of thought in regards to consequences.

“Thank you for taking care of me y/n…”

“Of course Tobio… Now get some rest… Boke.”

It had hit him like a brick. One moment he was fine, sitting in the corner of the gym before practice began, game in hand as some of the members shuffled about setting up the net, and the next he’s suddenly feeling a sort of dizziness in the back of his head.

It was all too familiar, the dizziness followed by an instant ache in his body as he slumps against the wall, eyes darting across the gym in fear of being noticed.

His game is slowly forgotten, as he dies repeatedly, unable to truly concentrate on the task at hand, due to the level of discomfort brought by the heat of his hoodie, but the almost painfully aching shivers that plague his small form convince him to keep it on.

He wishes you were here as he begrudgingly stuffs his game back into his backpack, unable to continue staring at the pixelated screen that has slowly but surely made him more dizzy than he was feeling moments ago. However, the thought of bothering you sets a pit of guilt at the bottom of his stomach, so he stays silent, suffering quietly as the other boys draw closer to finishing setting up. 

In less than three minutes, Kenma manages to fall asleep, legs hugged closely to his chest as he tries to make himself as small as possible in the confinements of his clothing. The gentle tap against his shoulder wakes him up. Kuroo looking over him worriedly, his usual smirk replaced with a frown.

“I’m calling y/n-”

“Please don’t…”

“Not an option.”

Kenma doesn’t have the energy to protest, his already low levels dropping even lower as he drifts between being conscious and unconscious. 

He doesn’t even realize you’re there until the familiar comfort of your touch lingers on his burning hot skin. The warmth makes you recoil in shock, much to his noticeable dismay. He looks so small and vulnerable as Kuroo helps you haul him home.

“Please take care of him y/n…”

And upon Kuroo’s departure back to school to finish the remaining practice, it’s just you and Kenma, who in this current moment has decided to burrito himself in his covers, the little lump that he’s created shivering harshly.

The sight makes you frown as you gently run your fingers over the fabric that he is using to shield himself. You had heard that Kenma would often get fevers after exerting himself when he was young, but everyone, including him had thought he had grown out of that phase. With a sigh, you stand from your spot at the edge of his bed, sending one last glance back before making your way to the kitchen to prepare something that would be easy to eat in his condition. 

As you stir the pot of rice porridge which seemed to be the easiest and quickest option, a small thump resonates throughout the relatively quiet house. A surge of worry filled you as you hurriedly set the stove to low, rushing to see what had caused the commotion. 

To your surprise Kenma lays in the middle of the hallway, his blankets still wrapped snugly around him as he wiggles his way into the living room. The image would be cute if said boy wasn’t currently suffering from a fever.

“Kenma? What are you doing out of bed?”

His response is so quiet, so delicate as you help him onto the couch.

“Missed you...:”

A soft smile graces your lips as you place a chaste kiss to his burning forehead. 

“I missed you too. Let’s get some food and medicine in you and we can go to sleep yeah?”

“...Okay…”

The lull of silence passes between the two of you as you return to the pot in the kitchen, you were sure that Kenma had fallen back asleep…

“I love you y/n…”

“I love you too Kenma”

Morning practice was something that Ushijima never missed out on. He was always there bright and early, dressed and ready before anyone else, including Tendou, who despite sharing the same dorm with, refused to get up at the butt-crack of dawn like his odd roommate. So when the rest of the team gathers, with Ushijima nowhere in sight, there’s a certain uneasiness that settles amongst the Shiratorizawa volleyball club.

“Where’s Ushijima-san… He’s never this late.”

“No idea-”

“Don’t you share a room with him Tendou-san…?”

“...Who told you that? ｢(ﾟﾍﾟ)”

“You did? (´_ ` ﾒ)”

Your mind zones out of the conversation, stuck on a certain ace who was more dedicated to this sport than anyone you had ever met, something you had learned to love about him. The fact that he wouldn’t show up like this was just-strange…

“You guys get started, i’ll go find him.”

“Okay here’s a key~ But if anything-”

“Tendou Satori!”

And with your cheeks flushed red, prominent glare on your face you head off to the boy’s dormitory, ignoring the glances of curiosity as you practically stomp your way through the halls.

Softly you knock on Tendou and Ushijima’s dorm room, only to receive silence. There’s a slight hesitancy to your actions as you slowly unlock the door.

“Toshi?”

You call once more only to be met with the soft breathing of an unconscious Ushijima. The sight is something that is truly a shock, Ushijima Wakatoshi NEVER missed practice because he slept in.

There’s a feeling of worry that settles in your chest as you approach him. Kneeling down you run a hand through his dark brown hair, the heat radiating from his skin causing a frown to form on your features. Gently, you shake his shoulder, calling his name once more.

“Wakatoshi?”

And like sleeping beauty, his eyes flutter open revealing deep pools of dark olive. His mind is a haze, eyes bleary as he looks up at you, and it’s then you notice the gentle flush of pink that tints the tip of his nose and both his cheeks.

“y/n…?”

His voice is hoarse, throat scratched dry, most likely from a coughing fit as he gazes at you confused.

Your frown deepens as he attempts to sit up, visibly wincing before he eventually gives up, body going limp as he lands back on the mattress with a slight huff. 

“It’s okay Toshi, just relax today, I’ll take care of you.”

To anyone else Ushijima remains stoic, however, knowing him as well as you do, you catch the slight upturn of his lips, and the small shift of emotion in his eyes as you press a soft kiss to his forehead.

A sigh leaves you as his eyes flutter shut once more, your lips purse as you call the main office notifying them of Ushijima and your absence, followed by calling Tendou who doesn’t believe a word you’re saying, but nevertheless delivers the message to the rest of the team, and lastly a call to a restaurant for some soup that would be easy on his stomach.

As soon as you finish all your calls, your attention is turned back to Ushijima. His face is scrunched in slight discomfort as he grips tightly at the blanket covering his body, and it’s then you catch the slight shiver the ripples through him.

Ushijima is a man of muscle, his body runs warm like a furnace, but in this moment he can’t help but feel unbelievably cold, despite the burning heat of his skin. So silently, as you take off your blazer and bow tie, folding it neatly and placing it on his desk, you crawl into his bed beside him, holding him close.

He stops shivering, cuddling closely to your body.

“...S’warm...”

“Don’t worry- I’m here.”

And you swear you could see the faintest smile ghost his lips as he settles in to your touch, basking in the much needed heat.

“Thank you y/n...”

Tsukishima could feel the oncoming sickness brewing in his system a day before it decided to smack him in the face. He’s not exactly surprised either, there’s always been this schedule since he was young which consisted of him being perfectly fine and healthy most of the year, and then dying for about a week somewhere in the winter months.

And after years of experiencing the same cycle, he’s become somewhat prepared to deal with whatever may come. Unfortunately though, he was not prepared when the flu decided to make its appearance as soon as his parents and Akiteru were out of town, leaving him to suffer alone.

With that being said, he wakes up one morning, feeling like absolute crap. His throat feels raw and scratchy, his body aches so badly that it just hurts to move, and his head is pounding so hard that he’s sure his brain has become mush.

He barely finds the strength to text you and Yamaguchi that he doesn’t feel very good, and then to his parents who unfortunately won't be back for a little while longer..

Immediately, the text has you worrying, Tsukishima NEVER missed school, and the fact that he decided to skip today meant that he was most likely really sick, and to top it off he was alone, with no one to check up on him, the thought alone put you in a state of mild anxiety.

As a result you spend most of the day with your thoughts scrambled, unable to focus as your mind constantly drifts back to Tsukishima, who has not texted you since that morning. 

You’re so anxious to see him that as soon as the last bell rings you practically rush to his house, using the spare key he had lent you in case of an emergency. 

Your steps are hurried as you enter the house, placing all of your stuff off to the side, then quietly making your way to Tsukishima’s room only to find him knocked out cold, sprawled on his bed cuddling close to a dinosaur comforter (something his mom got him when he was five, but doesn’t use unless he’s in need of real comfort).

The sight makes you smile softly as you set foot into the room, padding softly across the floor as to not wake him. His blonde hair is tousled and messy, some strands sticking to his sweat drenched forehead. Strewn across his bed is an assortment of empty water bottles, and beside his bed sits an empty teacup. 

It’s then the realization strikes you that he probably hasn’t had anything to eat since the day before, the thought making you frown as you brush the stray hairs from his forehead, a kiss being placed against the burning skin instead. 

Upon making your way into the kitchen, you begin to make a simple soup, something that would be easy on his stomach, but would still taste okay to eat. You don’t even notice Tsukishima opening the door to his room waddling out, bundled in his dinosaur comforter until a small thump can be heard from the couch. 

Once you finish the soup, you scoop up a small bowl before walking over to Tsukishima who lays on the couch staring blankly at the wall, he can’t seem to find the energy to make an snide comments, rather he’s just kind of grumpy and quiet mentally cursing life.

“Kei, I made you soup.”

“M’ don’t wanna eat… I’m too tired.”

“If you don’t eat you’re not going to get any better…”

He groans as you help him sit up, making sure to keep the blanket around him so he’d be at least a little more comfortable. When you get him settled you place the bowl in his hands, watching as his eyes squint at it.

“Something wrong?”

“...”

“Oh my god Kei, stop acting like a baby I didn’t poison it.  (；¬＿¬)”

“I don’t know that. ρ(￣ﾍ￣ ﾒ)”

It takes a minute for him to finish, but once he does he’s immediately curled up on the couch behind you, back facing you as you opt to begin today’s homework.

The room falls quiet for a moment, until the sound of shuffling fills the air, next thing you know Tsukishim has joined you on the floor, slithering his way into your lap until his head is resting on your thighs.

“Wow, who knew you could be so soft Kei.”

“- Shut up.................... Thank you for- everything. ( ˵¯͒＿¯͒˵)”

[seyenna-stuff]

a:tla fic recs

so this one goies out to @intezaarlily, who asked me for atla fics 

most of these are gen (bc that’s what i read the most) but i tried to find some that fit your prefences (azula, worldbuilding, femslash) and put those at the top

as always, stuff that’s like this is my commentary

Embers by Vathara https://archiveofourown.org/works/3591783

Complete|-|704k|WORLDBUILDING, canon AU/div, politics, angst|zuko & everyone

Dragon's fire is not so easily extinguished; when Zuko rediscovers a lost firebending technique, shifting flames can shift the world...

This is still the longest fic I’ve ever read but it’s ABSOLUTELY worth the time investment!!!!! I love this fic to death. The worldbuilding is excellent, especially dealing with the spirits and politics and the different cultures of the different benders/peoples/countries.

Towards the Sun by MuffinLance https://archiveofourown.org/works/19252807

Ongoing|T|57k|angst, azula redemption/life-changing field trip|zuko & azula

Zuko botches his escape on the day of the eclipse and sits out the war in prison. What will the Gaang do with a new Fire Lord they can't trust? Season Four "Zuko never joined the Gaang, and he's really bad at being good" AU.

Fight by Electrons https://archiveofourown.org/works/13352214

Ongoing|T|67k|worldbuilding, homophobia, ableism|gaang & zuko !graphic violence, rape, underage!

Zuko decides to fight Azula in the Crystal Catacombs. This sets of a sequence of events that leads to Zuko being Aang's tour guide through the Fire Nation. Yes, this is basically a first half of season three with Zuko there fic. But this one is different, I swear! 1) There's no shipping. 2) The plot is very different from the show. 3) Fire Nation culture is explored in depth. 4) Sensitive topics never addressed in the show are explored in depth. So it's different, see!

There’s no actual sexual content, just references to stuff in the past

no grave (hold my body) by ZenzaNightwing https://archiveofourown.org/series/1426546

series, 4 works|T|77k|worldbuilding, canon-div, spirits|zuko & everyone|!graphic violence!

The Spirits are alive. The Spirits are angry. The Spirits have chosen.

Chronological, all in the same universe.

[summary of first work] (He screamed toward the moon, they murmur, it’s a sign)

(The sun set on him, others scoff, it’s a sign)

Prince Zuko is born into rumor and bloodshed. He is raised in flames and scars.

Sozin's Comet is coming again, for Earth instead of Air, and Agni will not let it pass lightly. Not without intervention.

first rule of earth kingdom fight club... by ohmygodwhy https://archiveofourown.org/series/1280843

series, 11 works|T|50k|mid-canon, developing friendships|no ships

zuko, his stubborn inability to die, and finding himself thru getting his ass kicked

or: in which zuko is stubborn and also joins a earth kingdom fight club during “alone” and the minor canon divergence that happens bc of that and also zuko makes friends

dynasty of storms by Nautica_Dawn https://archiveofourown.org/series/20627

series, 4 works|M|200k|canon-div, politics, worldbuilding|zuko/katara, ty lee/toph !major character death, graphic violence, mental heath issues, suicidal thoughts!

In a world where Avatar Aang's battle against Phoenix King Ozai ends in a draw, life has to find a way to continue.

[summary of first work] There's a reason the Avatar is never trained before the age of sixteen.

Complete canon-divergence after aangs battle with ozai (a draw), centered around zuko, katara, toph and ty lee

a friend indeed by aloneintherain https://archiveofourown.org/works/19416352

complete|G|2k|post-canon, protectivness|toph & zuko

Toph says, “It’s never nice when someone tries to make you feel small. Especially when they’re grown adults who should know better.”

Zuko blows out a breath. “Yeah. It’s--yeah.”

(Toph and Zuko, protecting each other at cross-national balls.

 I love toph & zuko friendship

half in the shadows, half burned in flames by r_astra https://archiveofourown.org/works/19979299

complete|-|4k|angst, imprisonment, canon-div|hakoda & zuko

“They say you tried to kill the Firelord,” Hakoda says. "Why?"

Zuko doesn’t know how to answer. Because I hate him. Because I love him. Because he wants to see the world burn. Because he knotted one hand in my hair and cupped flames against my face with the other.

Because my mother is dead.

Because my uncle is dead.

Instead, he shrugs tiredly and says: “Someone has to.”

The Family You Choose by TunaFishChris https://archiveofourown.org/works/20383669

Complete|T|36k|platonic soulmarks, hurt/comfort|gaang & zuko

Some people are born with soulmarks. Zuko has them, but his grandfather burned them off because they "make you weak."

Team Avatar has a few things to say about that.

i got soul, but i'm not a soldier by congratsyouvegrownasoul https://archiveofourown.org/works/15551811

complete|G|1k|friendship|toph & zuko

Toph and Zuko talk about senses, power, bending, and a little bit of their past.

The Sparrowkeet Series by audreyii_fic https://archiveofourown.org/series/46989

Series, 18 works|E|83k|angst, drama, politics, romance|katara/zuko !explicit sexual content, mildly dub con!

Ba Sing Se has fallen and Katara has been captured by the Fire Nation; a more adult take on the potential progression of S3. AU series of interconnected one-shots. Zutara.

As far as I remember (it’s been a while since I read this one but I know I loved it b cim normally not the biggest zutara fan) the sex is actually absolutely consentually from both ends but katara is still a captive so it’s a little iffy

Incarnate by TryingToWrite https://archiveofourown.org/works/14071179

Complete|T|2k|agni|zuko& gaang

The Fire Lord is Agni incarnate. Agni wouldn't wait for someone to save him if he was tortured, chained to a post, and about to watch his friends be publically executed.

Agni would burn them.

In which people think Zuko is too soft.

And then they don't.

New Ground to Lay by thesometimeswarrior https://archiveofourown.org/works/13764741

Complete|G|<1k|post-canon, hurt/comfort|toph & iroh

Three days after, she’s still sore and pretty bruised, but there’s a pit the size of a boulder in her stomach, so she hauls herself out of bed and to the garden, and starts making boulders big enough to fill it out of the grounds of Sparky’s new palace.

Luckily, an old friend is there to offer tea and good advice.

Toph and Iroh, after the War.

These two have such a great dynamic

Offerings by thesometimeswarrior https://archiveofourown.org/works/10638441

Complete|G|<1k|guilt, grief, angst, canon-div|iroh & zuko

Iroh becomes distracted, and Azula sees her opening, sends the lightening hurling to Zuko's chest.

He will not lose his nephew.

Iroh begs.

Crossing The Same River Twice by quodthey https://archiveofourown.org/works/20721593

Complete|G|3k|friendship|toph & zuko

In which there is a birthday, and a rescue is staged.

Several months after everything, she turned fourteen the same way she turned thirteen: drinking tea in her parents’ house.

two truths and a lie by howlikeagod https://archiveofourown.org/works/20655671

complete|G|3k|canon-div, casual bending|toph & zuko

"Okay, Zuko. Lie to me."

Toph's feet are spared; Zuko accidentally has his first sleepover. Canon divergence from "The Western Air Temple."

Avatar Ficlets by JaggedCliffs https://archiveofourown.org/series/1126961

Series, 4 works|G|14k

A disconnected series of short fics set in the A:tLA verse, sometimes containing elements from LoK. Mainly focusing on Zuko, and mainly-post canon. They are non-canon to the comics, but they make take some elements from the comics' storylines. Mainly Gen, with mentions of the canon relationships, though romantic relationships are not the focus. 7 fics are planned at the moment, though that number may increase or decrease.

My fav is “Call ‘Uncle’”, in which slowly but surely everyone calls iroh “Uncle” (yes, even politicians)

Internment by Hannahmayski https://archiveofourown.org/series/1128101

Series, 7 works|T|11k|canon-div, found family|zuko & zuko’s crew

AU where Ozai still banished Zuko, but never gave him the option to capture the Avatar. With this change, Zuko ends up travelling with his crew as they fight the Fire Nation.

Hatch by Hannahmayski https://archiveofourown.org/works/15911811

Complete|T|1k|canon-div|zuko & zuko’s crew

“It was the best four years of my life,” Zuko says and finally the words rolling off his tongue sound right even though in a way, he’s signed his own death warrant. He’s admitted to it now, that he loved it in the Earth Kingdom and riding the open seas, that his banishment opened his eyes and for the first time he saw the world for what it really was.

He was in exile before, but now, he’s a traitor.

(AU. Post-crossroads of destiny, Zuko leaves the Fire Nation a little earlier)

This author also has a bunch of other zuko-centric canon-div one shot and I love them all

Salvage by MuffinLance https://archiveofourown.org/works/21116591

Ongoing|T|50k|hurt/comfort, slowburn adoption|zuko & hakoda

Mid-Season-One Zuko is held ransom by Chief Hakoda. Ozai's replies to the Water Tribe's demands are A+ Parenting. Hakoda is… deeply concerned, for this son that isn't his, and who might be safer among enemies than with his own father.

Muffinlance is the master of zuko angst fics (and maybe zuko fics in general). She’s amazing and has a bunch of amazing zuko-centric fics, most of them canon-div or completely AU. Also, her tumblr is a riot

Fractures by good_eviening https://archiveofourown.org/works/20063656

Ongoing|T|104k|canon div, angst, hurt|fire nation & zuko, gaang & zuko

Zuko realizes his destiny much earlier. As in, as soon as he wakes up in the palace after his Agni Kai and is told he is banished. Unfortunately, he's never been a patient one. So he storms right up to Ozai and tells him what he's going to do. And gets locked up for over three years. Then, one day, he's being pulled out and told he's the new Fire Lord.

A "Zuko never meets the Gaang and suddenly becomes Fire Lord after three years of literal torture" AU. In which the Gaang doesn't know what to think of this new Fire Lord who happens to be the missing nephew of Aang's firebending teacher, Iroh is misunderstanding a few things, and, sure, maybe the world hates the Fire Nation, but the Fire Nation LOVES Zuko, and he can work with that.

What Makes a Man by Dracze https://archiveofourown.org/works/1053779

Complete|G|5k|bromance|zuko & sokka

You can learn a lot about a person during a hunting trip. Their strengths, their fears, their weaknesses. Maybe even their deepest secrets. Like the fact that they like turtleducks.

... Wait, what?

This one is just super soft

kintsugi by discordiansamba https://archiveofourown.org/series/1540144

series, 7 works|T|79k|canon-div, friendship|zuko & toph

au in which a banished for good zuko ends up being hired by the beifongs to watch over their daughter- or, zuko and toph never took that field trip in canon so now she gets to hog him for three whole years

(life happens) wherever you are by howlikeagod https://archiveofourown.org/works/21291359

Ongoing|T|116k|canon-div, emotional maniplulation|iroh & zuko, gaang & zuko

On the day before Ba Sing Se falls, Katara decides two things: 1) not to stop for a cup of tea; 2) consequently, the fate of the world.

Behind the walls, Zuko loses sleep, runs errands, contemplates treason, and drinks a lot of hot leaf juice—not necessarily in that order.

Fathers and Sons by WinterSky101 https://archiveofourown.org/works/15923450

Complete|T|2k|past child abuse(referenced)|hakoda & zuko

Hakoda’s not sure exactly what's going on with the Fire Lord’s son, but given the way he avoids Hakoda with a passion and jumps every time he hears him speak, Hakoda doesn’t like the picture that's being painted.

What We’re Given by Haicrescendo https://archiveofourown.org/series/1537510

Series, 6 works|T|canon-div|iroh & zuko, gaang & zuko

Started out as a “What would happen if Zuko happened to rediscover sky bison while searching for the Avatar?” and turned into something more than that.

[summary of the first work] Zuko finds them at the Western Air Temple, the first that they visit after his banishment. He doesn’t mean to, and he sure as hell doesn’t go looking for them, but he finds them anyway. He bolts out of the temple, past his uncle, past their camp, and runs until he reaches a forested meadow, where he drops to his knees and throws up everything he’d eaten that day.

Or, alternately:

Zuko discovers the truth about what happened to the Air Nomads, and also rediscovers an endangered species.

The Tale of Scout Li: Book 1 Li by Empress_of_Trash, TrashySide (Empress_of_Trash) https://archiveofourown.org/works/21801445

Ongoing|T|6k|amnesia!zuko|zuko & OCs, zuko & iroh, zuko & azula

Zuko loses his memory and becomes an Earth Kingdom War Hero.

Dragon of the Yuyan by 00AwkwardPenguin00 https://archiveofourown.org/series/1582384

Series, 12 works|T|44k|canon-div|zuko & OCs

Inspired by MuffinLance's #Yuyan Raise/Adopt Zuko on Tumblr.

In which Zuko is fostered/adopted/raised/recruited by the Yuyan Archers of Pouhai Stronghold, and destiny hiccups.

[summary of first work] Zuko is so freaking hungry, and the Pouhai Stronghold is the only sign of civilization he's seen in six months. Sneaking inside is hilariously simple, until it's not. At least he's not a pincushion (yet), but it'd be really nice if he could understand what the bow-toting security guards were saying.

In which Zuko is adopted by a troop of silent ninja-archers.

[hardeepcox]

Visa Run #3

 Before I start this, I want to add that during Visa Run#2 my dad, Poomi and I found May at the Foxzee’s bargirl place. Business was dead though because of Chinese New Year and actually it felt pretty awkward. I also want to add May had acquired a laugh that seemed more like a maniacal cackle, true story. Seems hilarious now though oh my god. May and I had been messaging every now and then so we stayed somewhat in touch, but when we met this time the atmosphere just felt really awkward. She told me how less fat I now looked and then invited me to play pool. She destroyed me in the first game. We had a re-match, and the bar boss then told her to let me win (thanks for the intel Poomi [he understands Thai]). Dude I am so bad at pool that I actually sunk the 8 ball too early and managed to lose again. I give up at pool, another awkward beer later, I can hear Poomi’s soul faintly saying “true…. yup….” (this is his catch phrase and also the mantra that I mentally tell myself to be chill). He’s bored, and honestly so am I and my dad. We end up spending that night roaming around and drinking beer in random places, pretty chill.

  Okay the ACTUAL Visa Run #3

This was my third and final visa run thus far. And for some reason I found myself going to Bangkok ALONE.

 The dumbass company that I work for (whose name I won’t say but rhymes with ee em gee) said we had to go to a capital city to get our new visas, we couldn’t go to the Cambodian border and get new visas like literally every other English teacher in the city. This then became my one shot at exploring Bangkok again on my own and getting to know this city better.

 Day 1 The first stupid thing I did.

 I didn’t know that there was a metro train going straight from the Suvarnabhumi airport in Bangkok to my hotel, so I got stuck in multiple cabs during rush hour, got sent to the wrong address, and walked for over an hour while dragging my carry-on luggage. Yeah it sucked but dammit it looked so cool. After walking under and over a sketchy bridge or two, I finally got to my hotel. Damn it actually looked pretty nice, well on the outside at least. I definitely killed a few roaches in my room that night. I only had 2 nights so I planned to make the most of it.

 The second stupid thing I did.

I went to the one place that I had only heard about in legends… Nana Plaza. I was now experienced in the partying ways of Thailand, these guys don’t fuck around. I took a Grab motorbike taxi to the place, and the driver drops me off right outside the beginning of a street full of bars. They seem to be stemming from this big place that looks like an outdoor shopping center at your local suburban neighborhood, except for all of the stores were replaced with strip-clubs. Read that again, and nope I am actually not exaggerating. Imagine an outdoors shopping center where you would expect to see Baby Gap, Auntie Annes, Toys r Us Express, Hallmark, CVS Pharmacy, and a local tae-kwon-do dojo, but they have all been replaced by strip-clubs. Yeah and lots of red colored lights. I took a lap around the bar in the center, and the music was absolutely pumping in every single one of the surrounding rooms. I walked up to the second floor, and it got a bit more intense. I think or at least it seemed to me like this floor was the ladyboy floor. Two ladyboys would stand by the entrance to the bars and hit you with something, like a small whip or something. Not my thing, if you’re into this kind of stuff, well then hey you do you bro. Nana’s Plaza is a bit much for me at the moment so I step out to see some of the smaller local bars. My method of choosing which bar to enter first is to listen for the one that starts playing reggaeton first. A couple beers later I’m kinda tipsy, so I go BACK into Nana’s Plaza. I somehow stumble straight in and a lady tries to pull my arm. “Real girls here in this bar” she says. I reply, “what about that bar straight ahead?” She goes “I don’t know.” My drunk logic says this person is trying to reverse-psychology my ass, I’m going straight into the ‘I don’t know room,’ fuck it. She lady is surprised while I zoom past her into this unknown abyss.

I walk into this room, and I see a stage with a pole with a bunch of girls dancing. I take a seat right in front of them, which I usually refer to as the “splash-zone.” I sit down and order a local beer, probably a Chang, and suddenly all the girls that were dancing began to line-up in a horizontal line in front me and give me the sad puppy eyes. They want me to choose one to sit next to me. I go “hey actually I just wanna drink my beer.” They try to look even sadder and bummed out. I try to ignore them. After a couple awkward sips of my beer I figure well I guess I’m supposed to actually choose one in this place. So I pick the one that I think is the hottest. She’s happy that I chose her and she sits on my left. Immediately she grabs my left hand, puts it over shoulder, under her bra, and suddenly I’m holding her boob. I was like damn that was quick uhh I’ll just keep chillin and sipping on my beer. She tells me she’s a university student, and some point makes a comment that I find confusing. I don’t remember what she said, but my response to that was “wait…. Is this a ladyboy bar?” She says yep and laughs her ass off. I go “wait so all those hot girls on-stage are actually dudes?” She says yep. I go “ohhhh… okay then cheers!” And we have a beer. I look across the room and I notice that the bartenders are also ladyboys, but not the kind that look like supermodels. They are just regular dudes, with guts, who want to be women. At that point I realize that being a ladyboy is not necessarily just about transforming yourself into a supermodel, some dudes just want to be chicks. And hey I can respect that. You do you bro. Anyways, my ladyboy then says, “hey I have milk too.” I say, “shut up no you don’t.” She goes, “wanna see?” I reply, “um fuck YES.” The ladyboy pulls down her bra, squeezes her nipple, and a few drops of white liquid come out. I’m like “duuddeeee that’s fucking awesome!” and I give her a high-five. She asks me, “wanna taste?” I say “dude fuck youuu” and we are hysterically laughing our asses off. Then she decides to take it up a notch and asks me if I wanna take her back to my place for 3000 baht. I say nah sorry I’m not into that. She replys, “oh it’s your first time? Okay then half price.” I say, “nahh sorry I’m not down.” Eventually she gives up and start to go back with the rest of the ladyboys. Before she leaves she says “can I get a tip?” I had already paid for the beers so I was like, “why?” But I just want to leave so I give her a 100 baht so she can go away. She then says, “can I have 200 baht more? I want to buy food.” I say “uh hell no.” She smiles and slithers back into the darkness. And I proceed to get the hell out of that place.

 The third stupid thing I did.

 I was hungry, and I was determined to eat some mozzarella chicken at Family Mart. I walked around Bangkok drunk as hell, through random streets, looking for a Family Mart. I find nothing but back to back 7-elevens and I am so incredibly annoyed. I eventually give up and get some basil rice with chicken at a 7-eleven. After over an hour of roaming around the city and looking for Family Mart, I hail a street taxi and head back to the hotel. Day 1, complete.

 Funny enough… in the morning I walk outside my hotel and there is a fucking Family Mart literally across the street. I scurry my way across the street and go into Family Mart, mozzarella chicken here I come! I then realize, they only serve this dish in Vietnamese Family Mart… not Thai Family Mart… fuck me.

 Damn Bangkok, you always find a way to surprise me you sly bastard.

 *I forgot to mention that earlier during Day 1, I had to stop by the Vietnamese Embassy in Bangkok to get a new Visa. This was the whole reason of me being in Bangkok in the first place. The office which handles Visa applications is literally a hole in the wall, literally dude. And what’s funny is that it’s located in a reallyyyy nice part of town. It honestly felt like Northwest Washington DC, but of course the hole in the wall just felt like an actual hole.*

  Day 2

 I decide to explore the city on foot. As I stroll around, I see my hotel is located on Sukhumvit 71, near a Muslim community on one side and a bargirl community on the other side. Super interesting, I hadn’t seen this often in Asia except for in some streets near Ben Thanh Market in Ho Chi Minh City. I ordered a coffee, I think the lady was a Thai Muslim and she was super nice. But of course… no coffee will ever compare to Vietnamese coffee, the best in the fucking world. I only drink milk-coffee, for some reason it tastes like home. I explore a bit more and I notice the metro station is literally next to my hotel. Jesus I’m an idiot, but okay lesson learned. Anyways I can walk for hours, so I keep going like the energizer bunny. I get some spicy Thai food near a gas station, it was like spicy garlic chicken with rice, veggies, and a fried egg on top. Dope. I crushed it. My mouth was on fire and I was craving caffeine again so I walked to a nearby coffee shop and sipped on some damn good local coffee. I used the coffee shop’s wifi and I called a Grab taxi to take me to Sukhumvit road near the Hilton to reminisce the good old times I had previously had with my dad, Paper, and later on Poomi. I get there and I am walking for hours again, enjoying every second of it. I get lost, and suddenly come across different streets that I have seen before during my previous trips. I am absolutely loving this, downtown Bangkok is becoming more and more familiar. Also keep in mind that I am eating random foods along the way. Damn downtown Bangkok is amazing, I estimate it’s about 20 years ahead of Ho Chi Minh City in regards to development. Sky train, subway, and advanced technology every step of the way. As I continue roaming around I start to feel tired and I think about going back home, also I’m full. SUDDENLY. I find myself resting on a walking bridge in between two shopping malls, and I see a fucking TACO BELL! Dude! My first Taco Bell outside of the US! I rushed in there and ordered a taco combo meal with beef. So full but so worth it. I decided to keep walking so I could burn at least 2% of the calories I had been consuming that day. It starts getting dark out, and I can feel the vibe of the city changing. When the lights go out in this concrete jungle, the night beings come out to chill. I only have this evening left in this trip so I decide to make the most of it, let’s go to Soi Cowboy!

 I start walking towards Soi Cowboy on foot (soi means “side street” in Thai), and now it’s dark. Tons of working girls are sitting on the sidewalks, all trying to get your attention. The streets definitely feel more intense than in the morning and afternoon. I keep walking and walking, and eventually I make it! I start walking towards Soi Cowboy and along the way there is a little bar next to the street playing some rock music that catches my attention. I decide to keep this spot in mind. I walk into Soi Cowboy. This shit feels really intense when you go alone, and the strippers or ladyboys are out on the street pulling people into their bars. I decide that I had enough of this shit last night, I’m going back to that street bar I just walked by. I walk to the street bar, get a chair, and start sipping on a Chang beer. Two older ladies are working there and letting the customers choose the songs. Dude if you let me DJ at a bar you KNOW I’m gonna play reggaeton, 100% chance. One lady has good English so we are chatting, the other lady doesn’t speak much English so she sits behind me and starts massaging my shoulders. This lady massaged my entire upper body while I sat there that night, I never even asked for a massage. These ladies are bar-ladies, so they will ask you to buy them drinks. I figure ah hell why not, it’s my last night and I am actually having a good time! We must have been like 4 or 5 beers in when the massage lady says, “hey choose any bottle and I’ll buy you a shot.” I know what’s going down… these ladies are trying to get me to blackout! I, having much experience in blacking out, have an idea. Most Asian girls that I’ve met don’t know much about the strength of liquor/spirits, whatever you want to call it. I look at the options: vodka, tequila, gin, absinthe, jagermeister, you know… the classics! Somehow, I notice a lonely bottle of Malibu, this is a fruity flavored rum with a relatively low alcohol percentage. These ladies don’t know the difference between Malibu and Jose Cuervo, so I order a bitch shot of coconut Malibu and gulp it down. The ladies then expected me to blackout any minute…. Any minute now….. umm…. Anyyyy minute now?! Nope. I was just tipsy and feeling good! So I decide okay I’ll call it a night, time to call Grab. I get the bill it was about 3000 baht! Ouch, but I had a good time so it’s cool. Then the lady with good English asks me, “would you like to take my friend home?” She was referring to the massage lady, who by the way had already digivolved a couple decades ago. I kindly refused. Then, the massage lady asks me for a tip, she had massaged me over an hour non-stop. By now I was tipsy, but I remembered the ladyboy last night asking me for a tip at Nana’s Plaza twice, and this time I was like aw helll nooo. I didn’t tip the massage lady and she was angry as hell, she wouldn’t even say goodbye to me. I called a Grab bike, and he was out there waiting for me in a crowd full of cabs trying to pick-up other drunk, idiot foreigners. Cab drivers of different ages would stand in my way as I walked to my Grab driver, and me being a drunk asshole was actually shoving them to the side! Haven’t done that ever before or since, but I think I was just drunkenly annoyed at people trying to constantly scam me. I finally find my Grab driver and I hop on.

A slight drizzle begins and I don’t have a raincoat, but damn does it feel amazing. As the motorbike speeds up, the light rain hits my face harder. I open my arms wide like wings and I feel like Leonardo Dicaprio in Titanic. I survived day 2, and the next day I had to catch a flight back to Vietnam with a new Visa. Success!

I was supposed to visit Thailand again in June, but yeah goddamn coronavirus hit so… that’s not gonna happen. Until next time Thailand!

[mikarashis]

Ensemble Stars Episode 6 Analysis

Well, we all knew it was coming…

I’m actually very pleased with how this episode played out and the additions that were put in outside of what actually happened in the Marionette event story.  Again, this was what I really wanted from the Enstars anime and it’s delivering in a big way.

Okay I’ve noticed the anime has this trend of background characters just...having no eyes...and while I kind of understand because it makes them blend in more it’s also really creepy if you look at them for too long.

Tomoya’s casual clothes are so cute, I really like that they’re adding these scenes between him and Hajime that aren’t taking place at the school and we get to see his room and everything.  Hajime watching Valkyrie on the big TV screen is also a nice touch.

I’m glad to see Jin actually giving good advice and being a functioning faculty member here, though Nazuna’s obviously been trying hard to work on his voice as it is now even if he’s pushing it too hard to be what it once was.

Oh hello ex-fine

Thanks for this not-at-all painful flashback!!

I was really hoping this scene would make it into the anime and it did, I feel blessed.  

Seeing Shu forgetting to be uptight is always nice but it’s not like that would fool Kuro anyway with how long they’ve known each other.

Yeah with all the fore(past?)shadowing they’re doing of other reminiscence events, I have a feeling we’ll be seeing a lot of them throughout the anime…

Kuro really does try to protect Shu, even if Shu is too stubborn at times to heed his warnings…

I never really made the connection before between Eichi and Shu’s childhood bullies but just like with him being ridiculed for playing with dolls and not being into what the rest of his peers were, the same thing has kind of happened now with fine being the new ‘trend’ and Valkyrie getting left behind despite his best efforts.  

Every once in a while a line of dialogue will pop up that’s just so...quintessentially Akira and this?  This is one of them.  And, I mean, Shu does have a point and eventually Valkyrie gets their reward, but it’s...not without a lot of hardships that they’ll still need to overcome.

He’s trying so hard ;;;;

Hokke’s acting was so bad in first year I’m laughing.  But it’s nice to see theater club, and since the...dialogue implies that they did kiss in the lesbian Romeo and Juliet play they did the next year, I’m just gonna assume the same happened here *coughs*

Oh Tomoya...you poor boy…

They’re adorable, even though again...things certainly aren’t all fun for them…

Okay the fact that the oddballs and Kuro and Arashi were all watching somehow makes this a million times worse than if it had just been a faceless mob of a crowd.

I really did want them to do Sajou no Roukaku here because it’s probably my favorite Valk feat. Nazuna song but I’m guessing animating these performances isn’t easy and since Nazuna was monologuing through most of it, I don’t mind that they re-used the same song again.  It does kind of fit in with the idea that Valkyrie was stuck in this sort of stagnant rut, as well.

Hi Arashi you don’t say anything this episode but I love you

Mikaaaaaa ;;;  I was not expecting him to get such a long solo here but honestly Mika’s singing voice is so powerful that I’m glad it got featured, even if it had to be in these circumstances 

This doesn’t happen in the actual story but I’m selfishly glad it was added to the anime because anytime someone recognizes how talented Mika is I feel proud, but it’s also good for Keito’s character based on what the anime has shown of him so far.  

YES THANK YOU.  The anime honestly did such a good job with Shu’s motivations and his realization here because one of the biggest things I appreciate about Shu’s character is that he does honestly come to realize his mistakes and tries to rectify them the best he can, and this is already hinting at that.  

These two...getting so affected by Valkyrie’s performance...because they could feel the honest emotion behind it...they’re going into being idols with the right mindset already.  

*screeches* I remember the first time I was reading this event and got to this line and got literal chills because Eichi just...did that…not only did he completely ruin Valkyrie, but he had to rub it in by using Shu’s own reputation of being a puppet-master against him.

THIS HURT TOO, Mika worked so hard on that gift and it’s a very literal metaphor for them being effectively stepped on but it also represents the bonds between them breaking.

It’s nice to see ex-fine here but I’m so sorry Tsumugi...he just gets blocked out by Eichi’s hand…

This line about it being the ‘first and last time’ would hurt far worse if it never happens again, but at the very least, it does in the future ;;

Shu’s house really is massive.

As I said before: Tomoya...you poor boy…

Amazing

I knew Wataru animated would be a lot but he’s...so much…

Real Aoi truth hours here is that for the longest time I didn’t really like Wataru until I started playing IDOLiSH7 and fell in love with Nagi and since they have the same voice actor I just started...associating them with each other and it allowed me to look at Wataru’s character a lot more deeply and I started appreciating him so much since then.

I mean...we all know it wasn’t...but I don’t think Nazuna clued in until now 

This is a tiny detail that kind of gets lost in translation because whoever does the subtitles only bothers to translate honorifics half of the time but Wataru calling Eichi by his first name only is significant because it immediately shows some sort of relationship between them even though we’ve never seen them interact yet.  In fact, there are only two people (I think) in the entire series that call Eichi simply by his first name: Keito and Wataru.

All of the oddballs care about each other so much, it makes me soft ;;  Wataru’s motivations for doing this being for Shu are really nice, though.  

I’m also kind of glad we get the ‘Valkyrie can’t end here and it needs to come back somehow’ angle to the storyline because that gives me hope they’ll bring it up again further into the season (also how much did Shu talk about Nazuna to the other oddballs if Wataru is convinced Nazuna’s smile can inspire him again)

And thus, Ra*bits was born

I actually...don’t know who this is...and since the next episode is named ‘Emperor’ it’s obviously about Eichi but that doesn’t really tell us if it’s going to be more flashbacks or not so I guess we’ll have to wait and see!  

Either way, I think they did an excellent job of incorporating Marionette into the anime and I’m so glad Valkyrie got their chance to shine like this.  The last few episodes have also proved that they aren’t afraid to add new material to the stories so I’m very excited to see where we go from here!  

[chanyeolisbeautiful]

BTS Reaction To Seeing You Defend Yourself From A Drunk Guy Before They Have The Chance To

Jin:

Jin was watching you closely from across the room, the party in full swing around him. You were talking to a man he didn’t recognize; but that wasn’t what was bothering him. He trusted you and had never worried about you cheating on him. What was bothering him was your ridged posture and obviously uncomfortable body language as the man placed his hands on your waist.

Jin got up immediately, intending to shove the guy away from you and give him a piece of his mind. No one made his girl uncomfortable. Just as he was about to start yelling at the guy, he saw you shove him hard in the chest with one hand, and throw your drink into his face. You turned to storm away and walked right into Jin’s chest, knocking yourself backwards. Jin’s arm’s snaked around you to stop you from falling, pulling you into his chest instead. You could feel him shaking with laughter.

“So feisty!” Jin teased you lightheartedly, kissing the top of your head. “Good for you, baby.” He said more seriously.

“I just want to go home.” You said in a disgusted tone, watching as the drunk man wiped his face furiously. He looked like he was about to yell at you, but thought better of it when his eye’s landed on Jin. Deciding instead to walk the other way, after throwing you a dirty look of course.

“Then let’s go.” Jin said, still laughing. “I’ve just seen your bad side, and I don’t want to be on it.”

Namjoon:

When Namjoon saw you talking to some guy from across the club he didn’t think much of it, you seemed to know someone everywhere you went, but when he noticed him getting closer to you and you backing up looking uncomfortable he frowned. He started making his way through the crowded room, pushing past the drunk dancing people. When he got close enough he noticed that not only did you look uncomfortable, you looked straight up pissed.

“Seriously?” He heard you say to the large drunk man as he reached for you and you slapped his hand away, “What part of ‘no’ do you not understand?” 

Namjoon felt his face flush with anger, he didn’t like seeing some guy disrespecting his girlfriend. He was almost close enough to rip him off of you. The drunk man leaned in, as if he were going to kiss you. 

“Hey, get away from her!” He yelled as he was only a few steps away. Just then he saw his sweet, innocent girlfriend bring her knee up and hit the asshole right in the junk, sending him to the ground in pain, grabbing at his crotch. 

Namjoon stopped in his tracks. Apparently you didn’t need any saving, he thought to himself as his shocked eyes met yours. 

“Nice.” He said to you, a wide grin on his face. “I was about to come to your rescue, and hit that guy for trying that on you... but it seems like you’ve done a good job on your own.”

You felt the anger draining from your body and you smiled a bit. “He didn’t really leave me a choice. He was being such a pig. You could hit him anyways if you’d like.” You joked as Namjoon pulled you into a hug.

“Stupid bitch!” The man gasped from the floor, still clutching his aching balls. 

Namjoon tensed to move in the mans direction and you tightened your arms around him.

“Don’t. Please.” You told him, taking his hand and trying to pull him towards the exit.” After a moment of hesitation he laced his fingers with yours and walked with you out the door.

“That was kind of hot.” He told you smiling.

Yoongi:

Yoongi had just turned away from the bar, a drink in each hand, to see a man pestering you at your table. He clenched his jaw and walked a bit quicker, annoyed that this guy obviously wasn’t accepting the fact that he’d been rejected. He had only been gone a couple of minutes and some guy was hitting on you. He knew how much you hated it when he lost his temper, so he took a deep breath. He was going to try really hard not to hit the guy, or scream.. too loudly.

“Look.” He heard you say, anger laced through your usually soft voice, making it hard. “I have a boyfriend. And even if I didn’t, I’m not interested. Get lost.” You told him, crossing your arms in your signature ‘don’t fuck with me’ stance.

“Did I fucking stutter?” You asked the man, raising your eyebrow. Thankfully, the man rolled his eyes before walking away. You sighed in relief, you really hated confrontation. Just then you noticed Yoongi to your left, a huge smile on his face; he must have heard the whole thing.

“That’s my girl.” He said proudly, placing the drinks on the table as you both sat down, watching the other man leave. He was a little surprised that you had told the man off, but he was glad that you had stood up for yourself. He never minded when he had to step in to defend you, but he liked that fact that you didn’t need him to. 

“And you worry about my temper?” He joked, and you nudged him with your elbow.

“Careful, or you’ll be next.” You told him, giggling as you leaned into his side.

Hoseok:

You and Hoseok were at a mutual friends party on the other side of town, for the most part you were both having a great time. Hoseok had noticed a guy he didn’t know staring at you from across the room, but didn’t think much of it. You were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, he know other people saw it too. 

But when he noticed the man approach you while he was across the room talking with a few old friends he frowned. He didn’t want to be that overbearing boyfriend so he stayed where he was, but kept his eye on on the man.

When the man moved in to kiss you he crossed the room quickly, watching with rage as the man held your face tightly in his grip as you tried to pull away from him, his lips crashing down on yours. You pushed the mans chest hard, throwing him off balance enough that he released you. You didn’t even think as your hand flew through the air, slapping him hard across his face. 

“Fuck you!” You yelled at him as he held his hand to his face in shock. He took an angry step towards you.

“Back the hell off.” Hoseok said loudly from behind you, making you jump, his hand resting on your hip as he stared down the other man. The man was drunk enough to try and kiss a girl who had said no, but not drunk enough to start a fight with her boyfriend apparently, because he stumbled off. 

“Are you okay, Jagi?” Hoseok asked, rubbing at the red marks the man’s fingers had left on your face.

“I’m fine.” You told him, pulling his hands away from your face so you could hold them. “Can we go? I don’t want to see him again.” You told him, your expression showing your worry.

“Sure, baby.” Hoseok said, smiling at you. He knew how upset you’d be if he had hit the dick, so he was glad that you had at least gotten a good smack in.

Jimin:

Jimin saw red from across the club when he saw a man that was obviously very drunk putting his hands all over you as you tried to push him away. 

“Come on, baby, just a little kiss.” The guy slurred as his hands roamed up and down your sides, making your skin crawl. You stomped as hard as you could on his foot with your high heel, making him yell in surprise and pain. 

“You little bitch!” He yelled, reaching for you again. Before he could grab you, you elbowed him in the stomach and pushed him with all your strength, running in the opposite direction, thankful that he was so drunk that he fell over.

Jimin felt pride chisel away some of his anger as he watched you push the pervert to the ground. He was torn for a moment, wanting to go and beat the shit out of the guy who had come on to you so aggressively, but also wanting to go after you and make sure you were alright. Sighing, he turned and followed you towards the exit, you were his top priority after all. Hopefully he would run into that guy later.

“Y/n?” He called once outside, confused when he didn’t see you at first. 

“Over here.” He heard you say, turning to see you leaning against the wall on  the other side of the door looking worried.

Jimin pulled you into his arms when he saw how shaken up you were. He didn’t blame you, knowing it must have been a scary as hell for you.

“Jimin, some guy... he...” You started, not really sure what had just happened.

“I know.” He said in a soothing tone, trying his best not to let his anger seep into his voice, despite the fact that he was shaking with rage. “I saw the whole thing. You did so good baby, I’m proud of you.” He told you rubbing your back.

Taehyung:

Taehyung wasn’t a violent guy, he never had been, so he was a bit surprised when the he felt the urge to punch the guy he saw with his hands on your thighs. You were sitting on the couch at the party the two of you were at, looking extremely uncomfortable as some random guy grabbed at your legs. 

Taehyung moved across the room quickly, ignoring the confused look from Jimin who he had been talking to a second earlier, heading to shove the guy away from you. Before he had the chance to get into what would be his first real fight, you slapped the guy hard across the face, standing up in one quick motion.

“Keep your hands to yourself, you nasty perv!” You yelled at the guy just as Taehyung reached your side. Tae was shocked, he had never seen you behave like this. “No means no. It’s not that fucking hard!”

You felt someone grab your hand, you ripped it away and turned, ready to tell somebody else off too, but stopped when you realized it was Tae, looking at you with a shocked expression. That was when you noticed everyone around you staring. Tae grabbed your hand again, this time you let him guide you out of the crowd, grateful for his presence as he pulled you outside.

“I’m sorry Tae, I just-”

“Sorry?” Taehyung asked shocked, “For what?” 

“For making a scene...” You mumbled, not able to meet his eye. You felt his hand under your chin, gently tilting your head up to meet his gaze. He was smiling at you, his eye’s warm

“Don’t you ever be sorry for defending yourself, Y/n.” He told you in a low voice. “I was about to make an even bigger scene than the one you made, but I think you handled it much better than I was going to.” Tae pulled you into a hug, which you happily returned.

Jungkook:

Furious didn’t even begin to describe what Jungkook was feeling as he entered the bar to see some man had you pushed up against the wall as you struggled against him. He had come to pick you up after a girls night out, but when you weren’t waiting outside in the parking lot like you told him you’d be, he had come in to find you. He clenched his jaw as he rushed towards you, ready to rip the man off of you.

Just before Jungkook reached you, you shoved your forearm up to push against the man’s throat making him back up a little. You were shaking with fear, but when the man moved to come closer to you again you balled your fist and punched him as hard as you could in the face. 

That’s when Jungkook reached you, taking in the shocked expression on your face. He wasn’t sure who was more surprised that you had punched the guy; you or him. Before he had time to decide, Jungkook noticed the drunk man advancing on you again. 

You watched in horror as the man you had just hit started coming towards you again, tears filled your eyes as you braced for him to grab you. Then out for nowhere Jungkook appeared, punching the man in the face, sending him falling to the ground with a thud. 

Jungkook put his arm around you and quickly pulled you out the back exit, he felt another wave of rage when he noticed your smaller body shaking with fear. You were crying. 

“Hey.” He said as softly as he could manage once you two had made it outside. He pulled you into his chest, rubbing your back, “You’re okay, it’s okay now. I promise.” 

“Jungkook.” You whispered, holding onto him tightly and trying to steady your voice. “I”m so glad you’re here.” He smiled, giving you a squeeze.

“You looked like you were doing pretty good without me.” He said and you laughed shakily. “You’ll have to teach me that right hook of yours some time.” He joked, causing you to laugh again, much to his relief you had stopped crying. He pulled away just enough so that he could see your face.

“Are you okay?” He asked, no longer joking. You nodded, and he pulled you back into his arms, your face buried in his chest as you breathed in his comforting scent. 

“Good.” He said, “Let’s get you home then.” Jungkook was glad that he had gotten there when he did, but he was also glad that you had stood up for yourself. He would worry less when you were out without him after seeing you defend yourself. 

[rebelwheels-blog]

Little Sparrow Freed From Its Cage

September 24, 2018

Per aspera ad astra - Through adversity to the stars

Hello there everyone! I have quite a bit of news to share with all of you lovely readers, as it has been quite a while since my last update. Hopefully my writing habits will be a bit more consistent now, due to the main reason I am writing this update. So grab a cup of tea, or coffee for you Americans, and be prepared for a lengthy blog entry.

Commencement to Independence

For the longest time, it was my belief that graduation was just another event where I would only witness others experience the joy of being released from the dictatorship of homework and the school setting.

Much of my student experience has been infringed upon due to various circumstances; whether illness was to blame, being placed in classes my superiors wrongly believed I belonged, or unwillingly leaving the only place I called home, as well as exiting the lives of many I held and hold close in my heart.

Not everyone experienced the same scenario as I did, which is wonderful. Even so, for much of my life there was a common denominator.

Adversity.

Due to my disability, my experiences and memories of the school setting are extremely unconventional.

Which leads to the less self-pitying part of my screed. If it weren’t for all those obstacles, and more, throughout my existence as a student, graduation would not grant me the same satisfaction and pride as it does now to declare to you all that I am no longer a high school student. September 21, 2018 was the day I was set free.

Although there are plenty of memories I have to look back on that made my school days less dreary, so I shall not admit that every second of my years at school were terrible, as I had the good fortune of making a few friends along the way as well as learning some lessons that allowed me to grow as a person.

So I thank all of you who have stuck with me through the good times and the not so good times, because I couldn’t have made it here without you.

I’d especially like to thank my first teacher who set me on the right path to homeschooling. You know who you are, with your huge green duffel bag full of wonderful toys each day as we sat in the garden room. Thank you for always being there for me academically and as a friend. You mean the universe to me.

Every experience and every person that one encounters affects the future, individually and worldly, good or bad, long or short. Because, who knows? Maybe one day someone who experienced something they perceived as awful will change the life of another so someone else will never experience what was already lived through by another.

Celebration?

To celebrate this momentous occasion, my grandmother and I designed what would normally have been the top of my cap to go along with my gown.

Then we made a message in a bottle, with the message being the poem The Road Not Taken as it is our favorite poem.

But the most important component to all of this is the timing of everything that has unfolded over the past few weeks.

Enjoy the first ever gif I have ever created, of course it’s to do with Stephen

I managed to finish the last of my exams the day directly before my grandmother’s birthday, which was coincidentally purposefully happened to be on my cousin’s birthday. Then, on Friday, I was officially set free from my classes on the birthday of my great grandfather. Everything took place over the course of three days, and three birthdays of three people that mean the world to me.

Funnily enough, exactly one week to the day, another event unfolded spontaneously. I was granted the most amazing graduation gift. A friend, a very old friend, of tremendous significance and value to me. We had not seen each other in almost nine years, but we always kept in touch. Last Wednesday, we broke our hiatus and had lunch together with our grandparents. I felt like I was in a dream. I couldn’t believe we were even in the same room. He has seen my old self, my pathetic self, and my happy self, and he never left. He’s one of a kind and I don’t know what I would do without him. Making him laugh after taking a nervous drink of water while we were at lunch and burping due to my liquid consumption was one of the highlights of our visit together. Hopefully we won’t have such a lengthy hiatus between seeing each other again, which neither of us believe will happen. I already can’t wait to see him again.

Then on the Saturday following that Wednesday, I swam with my other best friend who happened to come home from college that weekend. I honestly don’t remember the last time we just chilled out in the pool, or anywhere, and hung out like two normal teenage girls. Granted I did complain quite a bit about school work after we got out and had lunch, but that wasn’t the entire visit. It felt so normal to just hang out with my best friend, and I can’t thank you enough (you know who you are if you’re reading this). I couldn’t have asked for a better way to finish my classes.

But graduation is supposed to be a big deal, right? A huge celebration is supposed to take place, right? Well, I honestly have no idea how else to celebrate my accomplishment. I would love to have a party and do something the way everyone else does, but many of my friends and family live far, far away. So out goes that idea... Nevertheless, if no other celebration takes place, I am forever grateful for being able to visit with my friend from New Jersey thanks to his and my grandparents.

Moving Forward

Now that I have soooo much time on my hands, I don’t know what to do with it! Well, I do, but it’s only been almost a week since I finished my classes and it’s still rather odd. I spent the weekend creating and improving a sort of sketch that puts together my Halloween costume. Yes, I’ll be 19 by then and many will say I’m too old to do Halloween, but you know what? Adults are allowed to dress up and have fun too. Halloween is not just about the candy, well not to me anyway. To me, it’s about letting yourself be free to be whatever you want to be for one day of the year. As it seems that it is only socially acceptable to dress up when one is an adult around Halloween, if one were to dress up any other day of the year you end up being labeled as a psychopath.

Okay, maybe not a psychopath, but anyone dressed up as a character or dramatic makeup is worn outside a concert, theatre club, comic convention, or Halloween, etc., side glances and glares will be made.

I decided that I will be dressing up as my own version of Sherlock, as long coats are as much of a pain to get on as a dress. I have a few components of my costume together, but I still need the hat, scarf, and maybe shoes? I may just go with a pair of short boots that I have as finding shoes in my size is an entirely different story.

I wasn’t sure if the coat I had would look Sherlockian enough, so I decided that I would put together a sketch of my outfit to see how it would look. So I put this together.

Originally, as you can see, there was no face. But I worked on it and worked on it over the past few days and this the outcome. In the beginning I did trace the undershirt, but that’s it. I figured out the rest. I’m very proud of it, as it is the first drawing I’ve done in quite a while that I haven’t gotten angry with.

Having this freedom has made me realize that after a few days of numbly looking at social media, I am suddenly craving to learn new information and I miss my math and science classes. I think that within the next week I will unconsciously start to read books again just from the slight need I’ve had to expand my knowledge again. Maybe I’ll even start writing stories again due to new knowledge, as I have written down a few ideas for short stories the past few days. In the words of a good friend, the possibilities are endless.

Spinraza News

Luckily I have school finished to get through my next injection. I was reminded that I have to go through re-approval from the insurance, making my injection date is a week later than I wanted. This week I have to get blood drawn again as well as other tests.

Speaking of tests, I had to do a strength test last week, my first one after having Spinraza. My results have to either stay the same or improve in order for the insurance company to say I can keep having Spinraza. Needless to say, I was terrified that I wasn’t going to improve due to their standards. I’ve noticed more strength in my legs than my arms, granted my right arm is noticeably stronger, but I did not anticipate the evidence the strength test would grant me.

The first test was to tear a sheet of paper. No big deal, right? Wrong. I had to try to tear a piece of paper that was folded four times. I tried and it didn’t happen. So my physical therapist unfolded it so it was in half. I believed that I was trying to tear it wrong as I was using my nail to start the tear. But I was wrong. That’s how you physically tear a sheet of paper when you pinch it. So when it cooperated and I split the paper down the middle, I was like “okay, I could totally do that before Spinraza.” Again, I was wrong. When I did the baseline test, I was able to rip the paper but only if:

it was started for me

it was a single sheet unfolded

it only ripped sideways not straight down

My physical therapist kept my old paper and showed it to me to prove that I had improved. After I saw the paper, I felt like Captain America

Go ahead, enjoy that gif because Tumblr doesn’t allow more than 10 images so that’s the last one guys

Once I completed that question of the test, the test was gravy. I was actually able to do other things as well such as:

lifting a weight I couldn’t before

completing a short maze test without stopping my pen

pressing a stupid light button and making it stay on

opening a container that was entirely too difficult when I tried six months ago

I gained 5 points in the scoring system, from 11 to 16 points. I still can’t get over it. So much has been going on the past... Well, year, honestly. Between myself and my family members, it’s been nonstop.

Well, I think I’ve written enough for this update, probably too much... But whatever, if you guys enjoy these updates you don’t mind. If you don’t enjoy them... Well... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯