#brought to you by me picking up my phone at 1am today to type this idea down

[vellichorsdesire]

having your first times for a lot of things with your f/o(s) or vice versa, from first dates & ‘i love yous’ to seemingly little things like the first time you stand up for the other when they’re not around, or the first time you open up about something and realizing you truly can rely on them, and so much more firsts yet to be fulfilled yet none of you realize…

[harveybwabbit92]

Subway Bosses scenarios: You get drunk and lost.

[ Ingo/Emmet is freaked out when Y/n is late coming home after going out drinking with her friends and goes out looking for her]

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Ingo:  a 2:55AM Ingo winced as he woke up to his phone beeping, he rolled over to check on Y/n and frowned when he didn't see her laying next him, he assumed you were in bathroom or getting a drink of water and picked up his phone and was greeted by a text from you. [ No where I am? plz helb!] his brow furrowed and Ingo got out of bed and check around the house for Y/n, hoping she'd just fell asleep on the couch... But to Ingo's dismay he found no trace of his fiancée ever returning home!

The conductor quickly got his coat and shoes on and got in his car and drove to the bar Y/n said she was going to be at, where he caught one of the workers as they were locking it up. "Excuse me! have you seen this woman?" Ingo asked as he showed the man a photo of Y/n, the worker nodded and said her friends left at around 1AM, but he didn't remember seeing her go with them. Ingo asked if anyone followed them? worried someone may have harmed Y/n.

The worker shook their head then noticed Ingo's Rotom-phone was the newest model and asked if Ingo and Y/n were on the same plan? "Yes, what does that have to do with anything?" They showed him the Find my Rotom-pal app, the map came up on the screen and it showed him Y/n's last location a Pokémart about twenty minutes away. 

Ingo thanked the worker and five into his drive his phone rang it was Y/n's number! Ingo told Rotom to answer it. "He-Hello?" Ingo's jaw tightened... that wasn't Y/n's voice. "Who is this? where's Y/n, if you touched her I'll-" the person on the other stammered out that they didn't do anything to Y/n. "Dude, we just found her passed out at the slushy machine, could you come and get her before we call the cops?" Ingo winced wondering why Y/n was even at the Pokémart to begin with?

 "Are her friends outside or something?" the clerk hummed in confusion  "What friends? She came in here alone." Ingo's temper flared as things started falling into place. The conductor sped off the Pokémart, pissed off not at Y/n, but at her so called 'friends', Ingo could tell they were the type were only friends with Y/n, when they felt she was of use to them.

They only used her as an ATM to pay for their girl's night out! Ingo took a guess that Y/n wouldn't pay their tabs anymore and they got pissed, got her very drunk and ditched her, when Ingo got to the Pokémart, he surveyed the parking lot for anything or anyone suspicious before getting out and entering the store.

The clerk nearly dropped the boxes they were carrying when they saw one of the Trevithick twins walk in, before they could ask what they could do for him Ingo bluntly stated. "I'm here to pick up Y/n." the clerk brought him to the back room where the female clerk was watching over a passed out Y/n.

the woman's jaw dropped when she saw Ingo walk in she and her coworker watched as Ingo carefully wake Y/n up. "Y/n...It's time to depart," Y/n whined as she was still drunk, tired and feeling ill she looked around the backroom confused, as Ingo took his coat off and gave it to her to wear and helped her stand. "c'mon darlin, up we go!" the couple started to leave, but Ingo paused moment and asked the Clerks for a Komala coffee and a bottle of water, he payed got Y/n in the car and had her drink some water, he started driving home.

 'Good thing it's my day off today...* he thought while at a red light, Ingo saw Y/n's phone ping with a message {did you learn your lesson stingy bitch?] Ingo eyes narrowed and texted something back to them before deleting the chat history, needless to say Y/n was confused as to how she got home to bed and was even more baffled as to why her now Ex-friends were suddenly terrified to go anywhere near her.

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Emmet: 1:55am He woke up to pee when he noticed Y/n's side of the bed was still empty, aside from her Skitty Mortimer; who had been using Emmet as a personal heater since his trainer was AWOL. Emmet assumed Y/n didn't want to wake him up and fell asleep in the living room he went to go bring her to bed, only there was no one to bring to bed, Emmet's eyes surveyed the living and mudroom and found no trace of Y/n ever returning from her game night, Which freaked Emmet out since Y/n was never this late before!

[Cut to Emmet convincing Chandelure to get him Ingo's car keys, so he can go look for Y/n.]

Emmet drove to The Bottom shelf tavern which was a Table-top RPG bar owned by M/n's (that's the same M/n from he thinks your cheating.) boyfriend, the two were just closing up the bar when Emmet came in. "Ey, Emmet, my dude whatcha' doing here?" M/n slurred clearly drunk off his butt as his boyfriend handed him glass of water and nodded at the conductor. "Uh, I'm here to pick up Y/n, is she the back or?" M/n and his boyfriend looked at Emmet bemused. "Y'mean she didn't go home?" M/n asked sobering up a bit which caused Emmet's stomach to drop into his feet. "She's not here?" he asked panicked M/n said Y/n left at around 12:30 saying she was heading home, they assumed she called a cab and that was that. 

The three men started debating if they should call the cops, when Emmet's Rotom-phone rang it was Y/n's ring tone! "Y/n? Where are you, I'm coming to-" Emmet was cut by a older male voice. "Y/n? is that her name?" Emmet's expression darkened. "Who is this? why you have my girlfriend's phone, if you did something to her..." the person on the other end barked out. "Settle down boy! I ain't nothin to your lady," Emmet's aura was ominous which caused M/n and his BF to huddled to together in fear as the man continued "I found her sleeping on my granddaughters trampoline, I'd apricate it if ya came and got her, before I call the police!" The man huffed and hung up as Emmet said goodbye to M/n. 

He used the find my Rotom-pal to track Y/n's phone and arrived at a suburban neighborhood, it took a moment for Emmet to realize this was the neighborhood Y/n used to live in *she must've thought she was still living here... * Emmet thought as he parked in front of a lavender colored house, with a very grumpy and unimpressed old man standing on the front porch. 

After making sure Emmet was the one he had spoken to on the phone, the old man brought the train conductor into his backyard where Y/n was passed out on a trampoline; with a blanket thrown over her and a bag of ice resting on her mud covered foot.

Emmet looked at the old man for an explanation. "She messed up her ankle, since she jumped the fence to get in here." the old man pointed at a spot in his yard where you could clearly see where Y/n had landed, Emmet apologized for his girlfriend's shenanigans, the old man waved him off, citing everyone has these moments. "Hell, I can remember a few times where I've had track down my wife after she's had a few too many, and vise versa." the two awkwardly chuckle as Emmet picked Y/n up and carried her to the car. 

He drove her straight to the hospital where they had her foot checked out, luckily it wasn't broken just badly sprained. Y/n woke up as they were bandaging her foot, she freaked out wondering what happened, and why she was in the hospital?! until Emmet told her what happened, Y/n was mortified and started  apologizing profusely for making him worry. 

The conductor assured her it was fine, but made Y/n promise to keep track on much she's had to drink and to call him or a cab when she wants to come home. When all was said and done, Emmet drove them home at around 4AM, he was thankful that today was his day off so that meant he could sleep until noon.

However, when Emmet pulled into the driveway he had the sudden urge to go back to the hospital, when he saw Ingo glaring at him through the livingroom window... Emmet's ears were still ringing from Ingo's verbal beatdown, and he never took his brother's car without asking again.

[c-is-writing]

i do adore

pairing: wanda maximoff x gn!reader

genre: f l u f f

word count: 1775

warnings: yet again, i did not proofread this lmao. i am just typing whatever comes to my mind. otherwise, it’s just really fluffy so pls enjoy!!

a/n: good morning, i am writing this at 1am. i should be working on my college apps but this fic was just living in my mind rent-free and would not leave until i wrote it. also, this fic is inspired by and has lyrics from a song called “i do adore” by mindy gledhill. it’s a really cute song :’DD

Everything you do, it sends me

Higher than the moon with every

Twinkle in your eye

You strike a match that lights my heart on fire

 Ever since you had joined the Avengers, a certain brunette always caught your eye. You’d find yourself paying more attention to her than anyone else. At this moment, you lean against the kitchen counter, completely entranced by the way she spoke animatedly to Natasha. The way her hair cascaded down her shoulders. The way she waved her hands around, using her actions to emphasize what she’s saying. How the kitchen lights gleamed in her eyes, illuminating them. 

God, she’s so cute. And smart. And genuine. And caring. I- “Hello? Y/N? You there?” You are quickly brought out of your thoughts as a grimy hand waved in front of your face, blocking your view of Wanda. Your face scrunches up in disgust as you grip Tony’s grease-covered hand to stop it from moving, only to release it immediately after. Smiling, Wanda watches you glance at your now-dirty hands and start searching for a towel, careful not to get anything else dirty. You mumble, “Yeah, yeah. Sorry, just..distracted.”  

Natasha notices that the young girl’s attention is elsewhere and decides to put a pause on the conversation. As she bids her goodbyes, Wanda takes it as her cue to head over to where you were, crouched next to the cabinets, searching for soap. “Need help?” The melody of her words steals your attention as you turn your head, meeting her blue eyes. Suddenly, your heart begins to pound and you can hear the heartbeats in your ears. At a loss for words, you shake your head and quickly rush out of the kitchen, not caring about your dirty hands. Wanda just stands in the kitchen alone, wondering about what just happened.

 When you're near, I hide my blushing face

And trip on my shoelaces

Grace just isn't my forté

But it brings me to my knees when you say

Hello, how are you, my darling, today?

I fall into a pile on the floor

 It’s been only a day since the kitchen incident and that’s when you realized that you, Y/N L/N, have a crush on the one and only Wanda Maximoff. Groaning and draping your arm over your eyes, you ask seemingly no one “Oh, God. What if she doesn’t like me back?” You’re lying in bed, staring at the ceiling as you begin to think about her. You like, maybe even love, everything about her. Flashes of her laughs and smiles run through your head, like cars on a freeway until a knock on your door disturbs you. It creaks open and you have yet to remove your arm that’s covering your eyes. 

You feel the bed dip as you hear the voice you’ve grown to love, “Hey, how are you, darling? It seemed like you weren’t feeling well yesterday.” Feeling the blood rush to your cheeks, you bury your face into the pillow as you slowly melt into it. In a muffled voice, “I’m fine, Wans. I think I’m just tired.” She knows that there’s something you’re not telling her but she refrains from looking into your thoughts. “Okay, well, I just wanted to let you know that breakfast is ready.” and with that she gets up and leaves the room, closing the door behind her.  

Sighing, you sit up and start getting ready for the day. Your mind can’t stop thinking about the way she called you darling, causing you to fumble with everything you come into contact with. In your flustered state, you nearly drop your phone, accidentally put on mismatching socks, and trip over yourself as you open the door. Quickly composing yourself, you take a breath and start heading towards breakfast. Oh boy, what a start to my morning.

 We're as different as can be

I've noticed you're remarkably relaxed

And I'm overly uptight

We balance out each other nicely

 “Y/N?! When’s the last time you took a break?”

“Uhhh, I’m not sure...but I just have so much paperwork to complete, I can’t really afford to take a break.”

“Nope. You’re taking one right now. Your health and sanity is more important than some paperwork.”

“But, Wans, I-”

“No buts. I’m going to a café and I’m dragging you with me”

Admitting defeat, you place the pen in your hand down and mark out where you stopped. Your joints crack as you rise up from the chair that you’ve been sitting in for almost 8 hours. Wanda gives you a smile and holds her hand out, signaling for you to take it. Gently taking a hold of her hand, she pulls you along with her, not noticing how clammy they are. 

A few minutes after you leave the compound, you readjust your grip on her hand to interlace each others’ fingers. As you walk at a steady rhythm, you feel more relaxed, all of the stress from the paperwork leaving your body. Wanda takes note of how your shoulders aren’t as tense and you seem to be enjoying yourself. She carefully looks over your figure; how the sun reflects in your eyes, bringing out their color, how the wind gently ruffles your hair, how you sigh contently when you lean your head against her shoulder. 

“Thanks for bringing me out here.” She squeezes your hand, “Of course, Y/N. I care about you. Plus, it looked like you really needed a break from that hellish paperwork.” Laughing at her comment, you don’t notice how Wanda looks at you as if you were a masterpiece in an art gallery; her eyes, full of adoration.

 Puppy love is hard to ignore

When every little thing you do, I do adore

 Arriving at the café shortly after, Wanda holds the door open for you as you step in, the smell of coffee beans and gingerbread floating through the air. She giggles as your eyes light up when they spot the gingerbread cookies on display. You turn your head to face her, offering a shy smile that sends butterflies into her stomach. Walking up to the counter, you realize that you aren’t holding hands anymore so you slowly link your pinky with hers, hoping that she’ll get the message. As she orders your guys’ drinks and a gingerbread cookie for you, she feels your finger hook on to hers. While the barista finalizes the order, Wanda releases your pinky finger, only to reattach her hand to yours, interlocking fingers once more. 

After paying, you opt to sit at a table next to a large window with plants placed along the windowsill. Wanda looks at the outside world, lost in her thoughts as she unconsciously brushes her thumb against your knuckles in a soothing motion. You take this time to commit this moment to memory -- Wanda watching the cars pass by as the golden sunset behind her creates a glowing aura surrounding her body. Spending a few more seconds basking in this quiet moment with her, you realize that you want more than what you have with her. You want to wake up next to her. You want to be the shoulder that she cries on. You want to be the person whose arms hold her up and protect her when she is too tired to do so. You want to be hers. 

Hearing her name being called, Wanda pries her eyes away from the cars and sees you staring at her with eyes full of adoration and love. She gives your hand a light squeeze and promises to be back as she heads to the counter to pick up the drinks and cookie. As she returns with the drinks in hand, you graciously take yours and, with a child-like excitement, ask “Is that for me?” when you notice the gingerbread cookie in her hand. Giggling at your reaction, she tells you yes and slides it over to you. 

 Finding words, I mutter

Tongue-tied, twisted

Foot in mouth, I start to stutter

Ha, ha, Heaven help me

The two of you fall into an effortless conversation that never stops until the café reaches its closing hours. You notice the time and can’t believe that you’ve been talking for nearly three hours with Wanda. As you apologize to the employees for staying so late, Wanda has a fond smile and reaches out for your hand. Grabbing her hand, you step outside and begin your walk back to the compound. For a majority of the walk, it’s quiet with the gentle tapping of your shoes on the sidewalk and occasional car passing by. You keep thinking about Wanda and how much you want to be with her. Wanda glances over, only to see you spaced out, thoughts swirling in your mind. 

“What’s on your mind, Y/N?” 

“Aren’t you able to read other people’s minds?” you quip. 

She chuckles and says, “Yes, but I would never read your mind without consent.” You pause, debating on whether or not you should tell her. Noticing your sudden silence, Wanda tilts her head in confusion and stops walking, pulling you back to her. The stop in movement brings you out of your thoughts. You quickly glance down and reach for her hand that’s not being held. Holding both of her hands, you look up to see her eyes, filled with concern. 

“Look, Wans. I-” You sigh and look down at your shoes, unsure of what you want to say. A few moments of silence pass by as you take a deep breath and confess, “Wanda, I really like you. Hell, I might even love you. I love the way your nose scrunches up when you laugh, the way you take care of me and check in on me, the way you control your powers and wield them with such grace. Everything you do, I do adore. And, I just- I...I was wondering if youwouldliketobemygirlfriend?” 

Wanda blinks at you with a dumbfounded expression, “I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that last bit.” You hesitate, “Well, I- uh, um...Wanda, would you like to be my girlfriend?” After hearing those words, she flashes you a smile brighter than the sun and pulls you in a hug. “Yes, I would love to be yours, Y/N.” You release the breath you didn’t notice you were holding and stay in her embrace, soaking in the warmth radiating from her body. She pulls away slightly and moves to kiss you, pausing and searching your eyes for permission. With a slight nod, you move closer and meet her lips halfway. I really do adore her.

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[hwauas]

🕊️: "the temptation between us"

choi jongho | 최종호 - 1,953 words

you were laying in your bed, thinking about your day: once again, your day had been busy. it wasn't your first day as a staff member of ateez. in fact, you've been by their side almost since the beginning. and you were a member of the make-up staff.

being here since the beginning got you close to them. of course, they're close to all their staffs. but you built an another type of friendship with them. you were very close to them: you were often eating together in different restaurants, meeting them on your free time, and you even had them coming over few time, or went to their place, to play video games or board games with them.

     but you had to admit, you've got a special connexion with Jongho. even though he wasn't the type to be explicit with his feelings, he always had these words to show how much he cared about you: 'cover up, it's getting cold outside', 'text me when you're home so i'm sure you're safe', 'did you eat today? drink a glass of water every hour', 'if you can't sleep tonight, call me. i'll sing a lullaby'.

you first were confused about how caring he was. but you ended up spending a lot of time together, and so you thought it was only his way to tell you he liked you a lot as a friend.

     the problem is that you started to like him way more than you should. not as a friend anymore. all these intentions, all his words, how he was with you — caring, attentive, good listener, supportive — got you falling for him. and you first denied it: you couldn't fall in love with an artist. you couldn't fall in love with him. it was impossible, forbidden and dangerous. but it was so thrilling in an another hand. dating an idol, having to hide it all from the whole world, living each moment to the fullest because it doesn't happen often.

after weeks of denying your love for him, you realised it was foolish of you. you then started to cunningly act caring towards him.

buying iced Americano when you had the chance because it was his favourite drink, getting him his favourite pastry once a week, complimenting him when you do his make-up, giving him a bottle of water and a towel after a stage or after practice, and even sending him supportive texts before practice session.

and all your actions got you both getting closer and closer.

     tonight, you couldn't fall asleep. you were thinking about him again. about Jongho. and for no reason, you were missing him. your soul, your heart, your brain, each part of your body was missing him.

and as you were looking up to the ceiling, in your dark room, illuminated only by the moon, listening to the rain drops against your window, your screen phone turned on, illuminating a little more your room. it was a message. but who could it be at almost 1am in the morning? why would someone text you this late?

     you extended your arm to grab your phone. when you unlocked it, you immediately saw the text message: it was Jongho. and his text was pretty curious: « y/n, if you're not sleeping, please text me back. »

you frowned, not sure about what was behind his text. was he good? was he sad? did he discovered you were in love with him and was he mad at you?

with shaky hands, you answered him.

you heart was still beating fast because of all the things he said. you just couldn't believe Jongho confessed to you. all this was sudden, even though a part of you expected him to be in love with you too. and in the euphoria of the moment, you forgot about all the problems and the dangers. you were just too happy to think about this. Jongho, your beloved one, in love with you and here.

you got up from your bed, glancing outside to see the rain falling. you quickly went to your bathroom to take a towel, and rushed through the darkness of your apparemment to the front door. you opened it without any hesitation. Jongho was standing here, completely wet by the rain. water drops were falling from his hair. under an arm, he was holding a hamlet, letting you know he rode his motorcycle here.

"so, you do like me too?"

Jongho asked as if it was the main problem right now. you laughed at his question and this attitude of him.

"i do, Jongho."

you grabbed his hand softly and pulled him towards you. he entered your apartment and as you were closing the door again, he took off his shoes, placed his hamlet on a piece of furniture, and removed his perfecto. even the shirt under his jacket was wet, and against his skin.

"say it. say the words."

"or what?~"

you had this smirk on your lips, feeling comfortable enough to tease him now. meanwhile, you tried to dry his hair with the towel, but this is when he grabbed both your wrists to trap you between the wall and his body.

"you don't want to know."

his gaze looked serious. he was looking straight into your eyes. all you could see was love, teasing, and dominance.

your knees would have gone weak and you would have fall if he wasn't that close to you.

"i like you, Jongho."

you played along, behaving at his order. your eyes never left his, but his did. he looked down to your lips, and got a little bit closer.

"how many times did i wanted to kiss you when you were above me, doing my make up. and each time you were making-up my lips.. your gaze on my lips never failed to give me the butterflies in my stomach."

Jongho got so close you could feel his hot breathing on your lips. and it was a sweet torture, so sweet, that made your heart stop for a moment.

"and how many times did i wanted to kiss you when i was doing your make-up... being this close to your face, Jongho.. it was a torture. i couldn't do anything, but i was craving for this. for your lips. for you."

Jongho answered nothing, and kissed you. this kiss was soft. his plump lips were exactly like you expected them to be: soft, sweet because of the lips balm he always put on.

Jongho slowly let go of your wrists, and rested both his hands on your waist. and as soon as your hands were free, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

this kiss slowly grew more passionate. you both could feel how much you waited for this moment to come, how much you've been waiting to kiss each other. one of your hands made its to his hair. and his hands made their way down to your thighs to lift you up. you wrapped both your legs around his waist, letting him go to your bedroom.

you both broke this kiss when he placed you softly on your bed. he slid his hand through his hair to push it back, revealing his forehead. he looked extremely charismatic at this moment, with his wet shirt, his black hair back, and his eyes down to you. you couldn't help and looked away, your cheeks getting hotter and redder.

"you should take a warm shower and change your clothes. you'll catch a cold, Jjong."

"i knew it! you're weak when i do this.~"

Jongho took the towel you brought when you went to open the door, and dry his hair with it.

"of course i am.. i think you've got a lot of charisma.."

you tried to escape to go and take clothes he left over for days like this, when he stays over.

you went to the bathroom, and placed his clothes somewhere he could reach them easily once he was done showering. you also turned on the water for it to be ready.

when you felt his presence behind you, you turned over to face him. he was already shirtless, making you blush even more. even though you enjoyed this view a lot, you looked away.

"thank you, honey. but if you don't leave now, i'll be obliged to ask you if you wanna come in the shower with me."

his voice was clearly indicating you he was teasing you, and it was in a playful way. yet, this got your cheeks redder.

"n-no! i mean.. i wouldn't complain, but..!"

you were cut off by Jongho's laugh. you couldn't believe it: he was totally different from the boy you knew. maybe because telling you how he truly felt about you took off an important weight? and it just made him more comfortable around you.

"then why are you still here?"

he laughed as you softly hit his arm, whining, and went out of the bathroom, closing the door behind you.

he felt truly happy at this moment, and so you were: happy, content, complete.

you went to your bedroom, and sat on your bed, your legs crossed.

you were listening to the rain drops on the window, the sound of the water coming from the bathroom, lost in your thoughts. you were spacing out. but all you could think about was Jongho. all the things that happened, how you felt and what you both did.

as you were thinking about this, you realised you both gave each other signs about your shared feelings, but none of you actually took the leads before. and if Jongho hadn't done this today, how much time this would have last?

and now this happened, what did it mean? were you now his girlfriend/boyfriend? will hell the boys what happened? or will he hide this from everybody, including the boys? of course, you would be okay with any decision he would take, but the unknown just got your fears reappearing.

you were so buried in your thoughts you didn't sensed Jongho, laying down next to you. you knew he was here only when he started to rub your arm softly.

"what are you thinking about, y/n?"

you looked at him, almost surprised to see he finished quickly. you layed down in his arms, against his chest.

"i was thinking about us."

you wrapped an arm around his waist as you snuggled up into him.

"about us? why were you thinking about us? aren't you mine now?"

he held you close to him. his voice was sweet, and he tried to act cute, as if he wanted to influence your answer.

"i just wasn't sure what did that mean.~"

"why weren't you sleeping? not that i'd have preferred you to be asleep, but i told you to call me if you couldn't sleep. why didn't you call me?"

"i was thinking about you.. but i thought you were sleeping, and you wouldn't pick up the phone."

with that, Jongho held you tighter against his chest. he started to rub your hair softly, and his voice quickly filled the quite and dark room. softer than ever, he sang to you this lullaby he sang you multiple times in the past already. your eyelids felt heavier as the time flew by. as if you needed Jongho, his scent, his warmth and his voice by your side this night, you fell asleep quickly.

you smiled during your sleep as you felt Jongho's lips on your forehead, and his sweet voice whispering a 'good night, precious'.

just as you, he quickly fell asleep.

you both needed each other to sleep. you just didn't know it.

[shytiff]

Apr 2021 Wins

Started typing this on 4th apr lmaooo

1 - went to mcd. bought chicken + rice with the app promo. there’s a staff helping me on the order machine lol i feel badd there’s no need to do thatt. ate my lunchmade by mom at mcd’s muschola and went to sbux bcs its tumbler day. green tea latte w skim milk as usual. sent dr triya’s translation. ecmocard. started rereading goong (AGAIN. i probably have read it like 3 times minimum). still bring some feels

2 - its holiday today. spent almost the whole daylight rereading goong (turns out its pronounce ‘gung’ not ‘gong’ lol ive been wrong all this time) and finished it. the scene where they stare at each other, separated by the castle door, always gets me. got the old ipad charged (the screen are like 30% close to detaching and falling apart) and started AOT

3 - spent the whole day reading AOT. i like it when i have mini purposes in life (eg: finishing a manga series). AOT rly talks a lot about what do you want to do in life, the consequences of your choices and how you have to live with it. i felt triggered in a good way. the characters dont rly judge other’s choices, but they question them. discuss about it. give you some moral push. second gladi today. my vbg was still filpped hhhh. read aot until i felt sleepy and fell asleep. woke up very near subuh and prayed isya. my toxic trait is the horrible self care (and im talking bare minimum lol hehe lmao)

4 - finished aot. Asked irun about some aot explanations and she sent 5 paragraphs in one bubble. Slept. Flavola, kopsus coklat and somay. Also ate japota honey butter. Did 1 long input of ecmocard. Followed baepsae choreo. Moved my body a bit. Wow im not immediately sleeping. Amazing

5 - arrived at harkit 11-ish and went back about 1pm loll. super hungry when im arriving in kalideres. bought tahu colek worth 3000 (i wonder how the seller hears me through my 2 layers of mask), roti sisir and some ice cream in alfamidi. my fitlife protein powder ran out again. its my 2nd already. did some ecmocard, wasted my time after maghrib

6 - woke up late. did not have the mental strength to go to harkit so i decided to just stay home. bought sbux 1L green tea and macchiato. wasted the daylight and finally did some ecmocard in the evening,,,,

7 - off to harkit 7.30-ish pm in the rain. Took some data for ecmocard. Went to salemba to get tabung and surat bebas pustaka. Had breakfast slash lunch first, tried guudfuud (red rice, beef and omega egg). I like that the rice was not too much. Met up w ness ren and talked about isip dilemmas at sky. Afterwards went to flavola. Ordered mie rebus and roasted milk tea cause i somehow feel sooo hungry and in need of calories. It tasted so good, i was sitting in my usual seat facing the window, and the sky was a mixture of blue and grey. Brought croissant and sakura pocky at indomart. Ate the bread immediately after indomie. Went back home. Juan brought tahu gejrot that was delicious and crunchy. Internship files briefing by akis. Fell asleep

8 - woke up. Saw that dr retha was up for interview. Panicked. Thankfully it was at 12. I left home at 9:40 ish and arrived 11:50. Its a long ass way. Turns out i was interviewed with ka agassi. The doctors are so kind. They explained the gist of anesthesiology profession, and how its a choice you make, and its okay as long as you like what you do. Tried halo bowl for lunch. Sous vide chicken, rice, caesar sauce, beef bacon, and the deliciouss butter broccoli. Went back to kalideres and to starbucks. I only spent <2 hrs in there (a waste of money, i know). Bought decaf hazelnut latte (apparently the beans were kenyan something? Medium?) and butter croissant (need to cushion my stomach). Did GCP certification and sent it to the ever so kind mba Ai. Still got energy from the caffeine, did some ecmocard, read quran, read.... Toji fanfic 🤦‍♀️

9 - went to rsf w mom. We took the wrong way and had to take the long way but thank god theres still time to spare. Met dr rara. Some briefing. Went to rscm w agassi, submitted files for ijazah, went back to RSF. Girlll the cost of transport. MRT: 12K. Grab: 16-17k. Thats one way trip. Bought food at rsf canteen. Eocru briefing by the research coordinator. Ward tour w dr retha. Snacked on ovaltine provided by mba ai. Went home after maghrib by tj. Liqo along the way. Glad bersih (came late). Drank macchiato for some strength but still fell asleep quickly.i shouldnt have laid down

10 - kebakaran jenggot in the morning due to green screen positioning. Finally got the appropriate setup (after many fabric tries and cutting my mukena) at 08:30. Finished showering 08:45. Zoom was opened at 9 lmao. Somehow finished before 09:30. Zoompah w mom and dad along side me. After its ovee, some "photoshoot" w fam. At this point i was truly rly sleepy. Took of my makeup. Changed my clothes. And then racil silv dev showed up lol. I got gifts c: and then atikah came. And then i redid my makeup, this time with the help of friends to create fantastic eye make up look (which i can never pull off). Eyebrows by sil, eyeshadow and liner by cheldev lol. Took some photos. Dajen came. Talked. Videocalled w pupuy. A surprise gift from fianti came. And then chel dajen went back at 8. Still cant sleep. Slept at like 11-12

11 - lazed. Woke up, ate pizza (mom bought 2 of phd's 1m pizza) and bakwan, slept again. Matcha latte and ecmocard. Watched a bit of 2nd sinau

12 - off to rsf at 06:20. Arrived 07:15 ish. Lunch was ayam penyet accompanied by snacks that mba ai bought. Off to harkit at 14:05 (bcs my laptop somehow shut down and i lost all the unsubmitted data). And then off to kalideres at 15:30 ish to meet up w clara and search for clothes for almira's wedding. Went to lippo bcs clar saw this dress that kinda looks like the brokat given. We ate at ramen ya. It doesnt rly make you feel full, the filliny sensation was kinda like indomie. Saw that the dress looked different. Ate 1 boba pancake together at banban. Continued on to the tailor in kebon jeruk. The location was in an alley, and it was raining lol. Quoting clara: "the unnecessary struggles". The tailor was quite helpful (and she looks experienced). Arrived at clara's at 8 ish. Picked up by mom with car (it was raining) and arrived at abt 9. Hurriedly showered and tarawih and tidied up AND ITS ONLY 09:45. Its crazy how efficient one use time (and at the same time, how wasteful one can be)

13 - first day of fasting. The morning was spent taking samples. I stupidly took a sample thats not yet labeled im sorry :(((( i felt kinda tired and wanted to give up this. Give up anesthesia. Went back home at 14:00 and its cloudy. The bus was the nicer types and it was COLD. Read quran along the way. Picked up by juan. Opened laptop. And then its iftar time. I was sooo sleey and the tarawih was so long thst i closed my eyes along the way. Fianti called after tarawih, we talked til abt 21:30. And then i fell asleep

14 - went to rscm. Submitted serkom files. Met dr dyah and i hope we could somehow meet her again if we study in fkui again aamiin. Went to rsf by mrt. Arrived in lebak bulus just before it was raining. The bus took a while to arrive (usually theyre there, waiting). Its still raining like crazy so i took grabcar to AR from pesakih (39k). Played with my phone til iftar. Played phone again after tarawih and fell asleep

15 - i felt rlyy lazy and cant bring myself to wake up. Off to rsf at 07:15. There were coordinator ppl. Took sample. It was raining when i went back but i took grabbike from kalideres. Wasted my time and did not do ecmocard

16 - sampling. Snacked on keripik pisang at the room. Went back early at 13:15 ish. Picked up by juan. Sleeeept (and this is before the nightmareish mistake began)

17 - i did a mistake by telling dr retha (who took the sample today) the wrong patient (it switched in my unreliable memory. I feel terrible. Thank god shes quite chill abt it (?). Read jujutsu kaiseeen. Went to flavola. Did 1 ecmocard. Went to bandar jakarta baywalk by motorbike. Spent 135k and was quite full with many varieties. Arrived home at about 20:50. Turns out juan also had bukber with his friends. Phone call with fiiii, talked abt dimrob

18 - lazed all day, read jjk, finished my part of ecmocard (gave genky to ekal cause i was a dumbass at getting data). Ate mom's mentai rice, siomay. Drank green tea latte. Read jjk til 145 (mentok) at night. Proceeds to consume all things jjk lmaoo

19 - we took sooo long to get samples. Finished at 13:00. Went to rm with dr rara. Went back home. Watched the third sinau. Read the IMMACULATE jjk fics by celestialmechanics im IN LOVEEEE with the way s/he writes ughhhh

20 - samples took faster than usual. Mba ai did not came today. Went to RM and did some work there. Off to AR by 15:00. Arrived close to maghrib. Did not do any work afterwards lmao. Did not even wash my face

21 - magang as usual. Note to self: sit on the right side of the bus. Did nothing yesterday. Felt like shit after tarawih (but i showered before maghrib!!)

22 - todays problem was the swab sample not being there even though the staff allegedly already took it. Huft. Took a shower and out on vitacid (i cant remember the kast time i put on vitacid 😳 its probably been... a week or two?

23 - samples finished quite quickly. Already going home at 12. Lazedddd and lazed and lazed. Waited for emir to pick me up so i went to dm. Read an immaculate itadori x megumi fix thats just full of feels. Started demon slayer lets see

24 - literally just laid in bed reading manga and seeing tiktok and slept again and suddenly its 1 am. Showered. Still in a lazy mode. Havent begun clires work. Watched leah's vlog that said "go do things youve been putting off!". Finally finished the third and last video of Sinau Yuk ICU class with dr. Zeta, SpAn lolll even though the actual last class was on 7th apr. iftar was fish and chips and salad yuum

25 - woke up at like 1am since i slept too much yesterday. Ate tan ek tjoan bread and drank sbux matcha latte. Did some intern work. Read a bit of quran. Sahur. Cant even sleep again so i showered. Off with mom and dad (09:30) since dad’s going to get vaccinated at skk migas. Mom drove me to ara’s place (11:00). Talked a bit and even read quran again there. Off to GI (13:00) to meet up w regen. Walked around. Bought a discounted TBS green tea facial wash. Went back home by TJ (16:00). the bus station is a bit closer now. Arrived home close to maghrib (17:30). hurriedly showered and went to sleep (properly) after tarawih. A good good sleep since i got 9400 steps today and that tired me out lmaooo (bare minimum yall, i know). 

26 - woke up still sleepy. Slept again after iftar and woke up at 07:30. Skipped shower and off to RSF lmao. Went to medical record. Walked to the front of RSF originally planning to go to lebak bulus by angkot but i saw none. So i went through mrt instead. Stopped by at kebon jeruk and walked 800 meter (that tireeed me and made me feel parched under the sun) to risma busana for clothes fitting. Took gojek to jembatan gantung (turns out the closer halte to flyover was taman kota). Iftar was chicken noodle and risol and banana and i felt fullll and i slept

27 - today is off day since im alternating with agassi. read quran. watched shadow and bone (with 1,5x speed except for kanej and matthias nina scenes). didnt rly do any magang work except the table asked by dr retha. i feel like usually im operating on 70%. sleeping more doesnt rly add that. i need caffeine or physical activity. before i know it, its close to iftar.

28 - i ((felt)) like i had a decent amount of energy today. shouldve done some work between sahur and leaving the house but i ended up reading vampire knight lmaoooo the scenes had no business bringing so much butterflies. sampling together w agassi. mba ai didnt come in today. after agassi left did some magang work. i also went to RM to ask for more RM to bu dian. took angkot to lebak bulus for the first time. paid 5k. i had no idea which angkot went to lebak bulus and the driver (somehow knowing the right words to say) said “lebak bulus lebak bulus”. didnt read much quran on the way back. i just close my eyes and relaxed. felt kinda low on sugar. watched more shadow and bone on the way back and at home until close to iftar. didnt do anything after tarawih. slept hoping i woke up early (which i did, at 3am. but i slept again)

29 - im supposed to have ample energy but i just stuck around my bed until its time to get ready to go. read some kanej fic lol. I dont rly do anything productive after arriving home

30 - made intern log, magang as usual. Did not go to rm. Finished watching shadow and bone. Rested bcs tomorrow's saturdayyy

[living-on-the-virge]

Delphiniums & Desire [CH 1]

Summary: Remy Savidge is just a broke 22 year old guy. His life is going terribly wrong and at this point he has nothing to lose, so with encouragement from his best friend Roman... He finds a sugar daddy. Except falling in love wasn't quite part of the plan. Pairing: Remile (Remy x Emile) Warnings: Sugar Daddy stuff. Note: Nope. [AO3 LINK]

Remy’s grip on the letter tightened, crumpling the sheets between his fingers. He groaned and threw the letter down onto his small kitchen table before turning to kick his wall. His neighbour’s dog barked, and he glared at the peeling wallpaper as if that would shut the dog up. It didn’t. Obviously. His stomach growled and he opened his fridge, finding nothing but a half empty bottle of some weird smoothie (Something Remus had left behind. Remy hated the stuff.).

Remy grabbed his jacket – Black leather, a gift he’d gotten from Roman – and headed out the door, pushing up his sunglasses as he moved. It wasn’t warm out, the crisp October air bit at his skin and orange leaves crunched under his boots, but the glasses were more of a comfort item than protection from the sun anyway. He made his way to the closest Starbucks and pulled out his wallet groaning when he only managed to pull out a few coins. He replaced his wallet and took out his phone instead.

It didn’t take long for Roman to pick up the call.

“Roman, honey, so you know I’m like, the bestest friend ever-“

Roman laughed. “Want a coffee?”

Remy looked around, squinting through his glasses. “Yeah, of course. How’d you-“

“I’m inside of Starbucks and I can see you, idiot. Come inside.”

Remy chuckled quietly as he hung up the phone, walking inside and seeing a flash of red in the corner. Roman. Perfect. He walked over and fell, rather dramatically, into the seat opposite Roman.

“Alright, spill,” Roman demanded, sitting forward in his seat. He cupped his face with his own hands, watching Remy.

Remy raised an eyebrow. “Spill what?”

“Something’s bothering you. My best friend senses are tingling. What’s up?”

Remy’s face dropped and his entire body seemed to mirror that. He crossed his arms on the table and rested his head on them. “My landlord is threatening to kick me out. Work is barely getting me any decent money. I have no food at my house and I’m broke.”

Roman’s expression softened and he reached over the table, taking hold of the hand closest to him. “Hey, Rems?” He said quietly.

“Mm.”

“You know you can stay with me and Remus, yeah? I know Remus is a lot to deal with-“

“He ate my fish.”

“Yeah, ok, ok. I know, trust me. He’s wild and it can be tiring, but he cares about you just as much as I do. The couch isn’t super comfortable but you’re free to crash with us for as long as you need.”

The corners of Remy’s lips twitched up into a smile. He sat back up and Roman squeezed his hand before pulling back.

“Or you could get a sugar daddy,” Roman shrugged as he took a sip of his drink.

Remy laughed, but the idea stayed in his mind for the rest of the meeting.

The two sat in the Starbucks for another hour, talking about whatever came to mind. Remy’s worries, while still definitely tugging at him, were pushed back in his head for a while as Roman talked about some new chaotic mixture Remus had created at home. When they finally parted Remy felt better. Not great, but anything was an improvement from his earlier mood.

‘Or you could get a sugar daddy.’

Remy took out his phone and scrolled through the app store, trying to find an app that didn’t seem so shady. He found one with good reviews and ratings and sighed. It’s not like he had anything to lose. Maybe if his ‘sugar daddy’ tried to rob him they’d feel bad at how shitty his living situation was and they’d leave him alone. He chuckled at the thought as he downloaded the app and set up a profile.

He spent the next hour looking through profiles, sending his favourites to Roman for his opinions. Some of the bios made him laugh. His eyes caught a flash of pink and blue and he clicked.

‘Emile Picani, 32’

Fun, Remy thought. That was only a ten-year difference. Much smaller than the difference between some of his other options. The profile looked a lot more casual than the others – A softer tone, multiple cartoon references. Remy smiled as he screenshotted the profile and sent it to Roman. He got an immediate reply.

‘Princey: look if you don’t fuck him, I will :P’

He took that as a good sign and clicked the ‘Start Talking’ button. His fingers froze over the keyboard as it opened. What was he supposed to say? How was he supposed to act? How did sugar babies do this?

“Just be like, casual. Be calm. What do you have to lose?” He muttered to himself as he started typing.

‘Remy Savidge: uhhhHHHH’

‘Remy Savidge: damn, you’re so pretty I forgot what I wanted to say’

Remy groaned to himself and threw himself down onto his bed. There was no way this would work, this was stupid. He couldn’t even send a normal, human sounding message to the guy. How was he going to convince a stranger to pay his bills? How-

His phone buzzed in his hand.

‘Emile Picani: Cute first move, sugar. You made me blush! Nobody on this app has managed that yet.’

Remy instantly messaged Roman. How the fuck was he supposed to reply? How the fuck did he actually get a response. What the fuck was happening. He was going to kill Roman for ever suggesting this-

Bzzz.

‘Emile Picani: Your profile says you’re new to this. I’d be glad to help you out. If you wanna keep talking, here’s my number!’

Remy saved the number without thinking and instantly texted it.

‘Remy: is it usually this easy to get a number? damn, ive been doing it wrong all these years’

‘Emile: Aww, sugar. You caught my eye more than everyone else. You wouldn’t believe the amount of people that start conversations with ‘Give me money’. It’s crazy.’

Remy smiled and instantly found himself sucked into the conversation. The two talked back and forth for the remainder of the night, and Remy found himself laughing multiple times. It was nearing 1am when Emile finally said goodnight.

‘Emile: Sorry to end things here. I need to get to sleep, I have work tomorrow morning. Maybe we could arrange a meeting on Wednesday? There’s a nice little café not too far from my office and I’m friends with the owner.’

Remy stared down at his screen. Already meeting? Did Emile want to talk about Remy actually being a sugar baby?

‘Emile: Unless I’m being too fast, or I misunderstood your mood. We could wait a little longer?’

‘Remy: no, no, just didn’t expect things to work like this. wednesday works. Some time in the afternoon? i like to sleep in’

‘Emile: Of course, sugar. I’ll see you then.’

Remy smiled as he turned off his phone and lay down. Now he just had to hope that this Emile guy was as friendly as he seemed. He closed his eyes and sighed. Now he just had to wait for Wednesday to roll around.

The café that Emile had chosen was nice. Not quite as busy as the Starbucks that Remy had gotten used to, but he appreciated the change. A friendly guy had greeted him as he walked in, all warm smiles and round-framed glasses and soft words. After learning he was waiting for Emile, the guy lead Remy to a table near a window and sat him down.

“Now, what can I getcha? Anythin’ catching your eye?” He asked, motioning towards the menu on the table.

Remy shook his head. “I don’t have any like, money right now. I’m good.”

The grinning man just laughed. “Oh, honey no. You’re waiting for Emmie, aren’t ya? You can order anything you’d like, that man is a softie and he’d’ve brought you something anyway.”

Remy felt his face grow slightly warmer as he looked down at the menu. “Uh- Black coffee and a blueberry muffin, please?”

He received a nod in return. “Of course. I’ll be right back!”

Remy felt the need to shrink back in his seat. Or run. What if this Emile guy didn’t actually arrive, or what if he did but he wasn’t nice, or what if Remy had to pay for himself, or what if this was all just some trap to harvest his organs for pie-

He hid his face in his hands. He’d been around Remus too much.

He heard footsteps and looked up, expecting to see a bright smile and a coffee, instead being greeted by one Emile Picani. Remy’s eyes widened behind his glasses. Emile was tall – Roughly somewhere around 6 feet tall if Remy had to guess, but either way he towered over the table. His hair was light brown and slightly curled at the ends, light freckles dotted over his cheeks and nose, and his eyes behind his glasses looked to be roughly the same light brown as his hair. He smiled and sat down opposite Remy.

“I hope you haven’t been waiting for too long,” He said. “Traffic was terrible today.”

Remy shook his head and shifted in his seat, kinda glad that his shades mostly hid his staring. “I haven’t like, been here for too long.”

It was then that the friendly man from before walked back out, carrying a tray with coffee and a muffin. His eyes lit up when he saw Emile, but he held back his excitement until after he’d given Remy his items.

“Emmie!”

Emile grinned. “Hey Patton! Hope you didn’t scare Remy too much while I was gone.”

Patton pulled a face of mock-offence hand over his chest. “I would never. Dee would for sure, but he’s not in today. Family emergency.”

“Shame,” Emile said, frowning slightly. “I was hoping to set up another session with him. Oh, well- I’ll take the usual please?”

Patton nodded and walked off again. Emile turned his attention back to Remy. “Sorry about all of that, I haven’t been in here for a couple of weeks.”

Remy shrugged and took a sip of his coffee. “It’s fine. I get it. I like, do that with my friends too.”

Emile sat back in his seat and rested his arms on the table. “So, lets talk about this. Since you showed up, I’m assuming you haven’t changed your mind about being a sugar baby?”

“No.”

“Good,” Emile smiled, and Remy felt Emile’s eyes burn through his shades. “So, lets set up a few ground rules before we discuss allowances. Is that ok?”

Remy nodded.

“Alright! So, since this isn’t a fully committed romantic relationship, I’m not going to be bothered if you… Hook up with other people when we aren’t together, or even find a partner. That isn’t any of my business and I won’t stop you from doing that.” Emile nodded his head in thanks as Patton put down a plate with a sandwich and a cup of tea. “I don’t work on Wednesdays or most Sundays, so I’m available to meet with you at least once and sometimes twice a week, and if you decide you want to meet more, you’re allowed to ask.”

Remy nodded along quietly as Emile spoke. Sure, he was listening, but he couldn’t help but pay attention to the small details in the older man. The way his hands twitched slightly as he picked up his cup, or the light freckles that ran down his neck.

“Anyway, for your allowance – Is there an amount you’d like to offer up before I say what I was thinking?”

Remy was pulled back out of his thoughts. He blinked a few times as he tried to come up with a number. “Uhhh. $300?”

“A week?”

“Y…Yeah? Is that too much?” Remy asked.

Emile paused for a second before laughing. “Oh, sugar… You really are new to this, huh? You’re precious. Alright, alright, my offer is $800 a week, as well as some gifts when I find something, I think you’ll like.”

Remy’s eyes widened. “Really?”

“Of course. Is that ok? We can discuss raising it once we’re both more comfortable with everything and if both of our wants in the relationship change.”

Remy nodded and grinned as he finished his muffin. “Yeah, yeah, that sounds great.”

Emile’s phone buzzed in his pocket and he checked it. “Oh dear.”

He stood up, dropping a few notes onto the table. “Sorry, sugar. I’m needed back at the office for something. I’ll text you later? We’ll finish up all the final details of the arrangement and hopefully I’ll see you soon.”

Remy made a noise of agreement and Emile rushed out of the door. He let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. This was definitely a story to tell Roman.

[thatsdemko]

☆Therapy ☆-J.Norris

CHAPTER THREE

A/N: so I don’t know when I’m going to post the next chapter I’m really busy this upcoming week but I will try my best to find time!

WARNINGS: I edited this at like 1AM not really feeling well, I’ll try my best when I find time to come back through and re-edit!

“Good morning,” Josh cheered walking into the waiting room sitting down next to Megan, “you seem happy.” Megan smiled and he laughed adjusting himself in the chair, “I’m okay actually, just this is the last one of the week and there’s a game tonight thankful to not be missing it.”

“Oh? Who are you guys playing?” She asked the doctor opened the door and the two stood up walking back into the room, “penn state. You should come watch.” Josh suggested and Megan nodded her head, “my roommate will be there I know for a fact.”

“Well you should come join me in the players box I’m going to be lonely because my family can’t come and who’s supposed to join me is playing tonight.” Josh explained and Megan nodded her head remembering what Jenna had told her, that if Josh Norris asks you out friends or not you go.

“I’ll join you then.” Megan said surprising josh causing him to look up from his feet as he sat down and Megan sat next to him, “really? You will?” He said with wide eyes a bit shocked, “yeah, I will, I get in for free if I sit with you right?” She asked and he nodded his head, “alright, well I’m excited then.” He said as they were about to start therapy when the doctor came in with a big smile.

“You both seem to be doing well together! Had me worried the first day this wouldn’t work!” He cheered clappimg his hands as they both fell into their unenthusiastic expressions. “So we’ve got big stuff to do today you both might experience some pain, but it won’t be a lot, alright?” He smiled walking out of the room as now Josh and Megan were left with the group of therapists starting work.

“Today, we are going to start some more strength, Megan, you want to start first?” One of them asked and Megan sat down almost unwillingly as she pulled on the band carefully before letting go, “okay that’s enough for me.” Megan turned to josh getting up pointing to him, “your turn.”

—

Therapy ended and Megan went out to the car seeing Jenna was out there rolling down the window of her car, “is that Joshua—“

Megan quickly got into the car rolling up the window, “shut up, Jenna!” She hissed while laughing as josh looked over at Jenna’s car and Megan only looked away embarrassed feeling her cheeks heat up.

“Oh my god, he’s coming over here! How do you keep your hands to yourself? Ugh!” She said fixing her hair as Megan rolled down the window, “so I’ll meet you outside Yost tonight around six?” He asked as then another car pulled up behind Jenna’s.

“Yeah! I’ll see you then.” Megan smiled as he nodded his head waving goodbye to them both as he made his way to Quinn’s car, “oh my god that’s Quinn Hughes, I think he’s single—“

“Jen, you’re not but let’s go I’m hungry.” Megan rolled her eyes rolling up her window as Jenna drove off, “so you’re going to the game tonight?” She looked over at Megan and then back at the road, Megan never got outside her dorm almost ever expect for football games and practices, but since Josh asked and Jenna nearly begged her to get her potential love life going she was going out tonight.

“Yeah, I’m sitting with josh actually.” A smile formed on Jenna’s face as she turned to Megan, “my girl is growing up and listening to me! But listen if you meet will lockwood tell him to call me.”

—

It was ten minutes before Megan had to leave and she threw on one of bed Michigan lacrosse sweatshirts and a pair of jeans about to head out when Jenna stopped her, “you cant go like that to see josh!” She exclaimed just as Megan’s hand was on the doorhandle about to leave, “Jen, I’m going to be late if I change besides it’s hockey game the rink is always cold I’ll see you when I come back!” She sang the last part walking out of the dorm seeing josh had texted that he was already at Yost and Megan still had to make the drive. They both had been given the freedom to drive again earlier today, just only under the condition that they both texted each other that they arrived at their destinations safely knowing that driving with one arm is never easy.

“So who is this girl you’re sitting with? How come you’ve never told us about her.” Quinn asked as josh had walked in the arena, he would walk back out to meet with Megan and show her around as they had time before they would go up to the booth. “She’s a girl I met at therapy, her name is Megan.”

“What type of therapy are you doing?” Will asked with a smirk wiggling his eyebrows as josh shoved him with his free arm, “oh shut up.”

“All I’m saying is I never got to do buddy therapy if I did I would be paired up with—well probably you and that’s no fun.” Will joked again just as josh made a threatening step as phone lit up with a text from Megan saying she had arrived.

“I will be back, you,” Josh pointed at Will, “don’t say anything stupid when she comes.” Josh warned and will shrugged, “I hold no promises.” He offered a cheeky smile as josh turned to Quinn who nodded his head, “just go I want to meet her.” Quinn said and josh nodded his head walking out of the players only area seeing Megan standing there on her phone before she looked up seeing josh standing there, “hey,” she said shoving her phone into her back pocket of her jeans as he held the door open for her and they both walked down the hall together, “two of my teammates really want to meet you, one being my best friend the other is kind of annoying.” He rolled his eyes and Megan laughed following him around the corner to see Quinn Hughes and Will Lockwood—who actually happened to be in her sociology class but never told Jenna knowing she would freak—standing there talking.

“Hey! you brought your therapy friend.” Will cheered and Quinn turned around and Megan smiled to them both, “yes this Megan,” he introduced her and she waved, “that’s Quinn,” he pointed to him and he waved his hand and then he pointed at Will, who Jenna was right about. He was cute, he had the most perfect smile and beautiful eyebrows she had probably ever seen, “that’s will,” he said and she smiled to him and he offered a smile back, “it’s really nice to meet you, but I’m sorry you have to do therapy with this guy. What a drag he must be, huh?” Will asked and she laughed looking up at josh and then back over at the two, “he’s alright.” She said as will came up to josh, “did you put your tie on in the dark or something?” Will asked josh as Megan moved out of the way as will adjusted josh’s tie, “no but it’s hard to do things with one hand as you should know.”

“So you like doing therapy with josh?” Quinn asked and Megan turned to him now nodding her head, “yeah he’s great, he tells me you guys are best friends.” She noted and he nodded his head, “yeah, he is my best friend, I look out for him as much as I can.” He explained and she nodded her head as now josh was consumed in a conversation with Will.

“That’s really nice, you’re a good teammate and friend.”

He flashed her a soft smile, “thank you, I try to be.”

—

The whole game josh never talked to Megan. In fact, he brought another girl up in the booth with them so Megan really sat by herself texting Jenna the whole game thinking about leaving because clearly josh was not interested in her enough to hold a conversation, so Megan sat a row behind the two, practically going at it, bored out of her mind. It wasn’t about the game she was bored of, it was that she had no one to talk to.

When the game was nearing the end josh had to leave the booth to go onto the ice since the team won and they were going to do Michigan’s fight song so it was now Megan and the girl.

“Hi, I’m Maddie, are you josh’s friend from therapy?” She asked turning around revealing the hickies josh had recently left on her neck and, for some reason, a part of Megan’s heart shattered. She didn’t really like josh, but having to watch him make out with a girl in front of her was something she wasn’t keen on.

“Yeah, are you his girlfriend?” She asked biting her lip and Maddie shook her head, “no kind of just friends with a benefit. I don’t mean to sound like high school, but does he talk about me?” She asked and it was her turn to bite her lip as Megan shook her head, “no he actually doesn’t, but this was only three days we’ve spent together I’m sure you’ll come up later on.” Megan offered a smile standing up from her seat hearing the fight song and Maddie did to as now Megan was cheering with the rest of the people at Yost. For some reason, a part of Megan was torn about josh. She knew she hated him for his little cocky remark, but she liked how despite that he was extremely nice, and it made her unsure of her own feelings of him. But even more so now she was just confused.

“What a game, you enjoy it?” Maddie asked as now the two were making their way out of the booth, “yeah, did you?” Megan asked knowing the answer was going to be a lie since Maddie and Josh had plans of sticking tongues down each other’s throats.

“Oh yes! Are you staying afterwards to see the guys?” Maddie asked and Megan shook her head, “I think I should go–“

“Please stay, I don’t know anyone here I actually don’t even go here, please? Josh is going to be with the team so it would be nice if you stayed?” Maddie begged and Megan gave her a nod, “I’ll stay.”

—

“Lonely?” She heard picking her head up from her phone seeing will standing over her as she sat there a few seats away from all the couples pictures that were going and Megan found herself taking pictures of Josh and Maddie for her, but then once she sat down Maddie stopped asking her.

“A bit,” Megan chuckled as will sat down next to her, “is josh a great person or what?” He asked and Megan laughed leaning back in her chair a bit too hard causing her to wince as she felt her shoulder start to throb, “you’re not used to that feeling are you?” He asked and she shook her head looking him in the eyes feeling what she felt and it was something she liked. It was almost like what Jenna felt when she showed Megan those pictures of josh’s body.

“But anyway to your original question, what a lovely person.” She said sarcastically as Will cracked a smile looking back at Maddie and Josh still taking pictures and then back at Megan seeing the upset look on her face, “yeah? I saw him making out with her the whole game when I wasn’t on the ice, felt kind of bad for you.”

“what do you mean? I loved watching them make out.” Megan offered another sarcastic comment as he laughed and she as he leaned back in his chair, “I mean come on? What asshole invites you to a game and then practically forces you to watch him make out with his girlfriend?”

“Well josh obviously.” She whispered letting a big sigh seeing as the two were done taking pictures and Maddie was coming over to Megan, “thank you for taking pictures of me and josh! Bye!” She smiled grabbing her coat as she ran off with josh and he didn’t even say goodbye to Megan.

“It’s like he actually forgot he invited me.” Megan turned to Will and he shook his head, “the next time he invites you anywhere, just say no.” Will said standing up from the seat and Megan stood up as well, “yeah, hopefully he’s not going to the lacrosse party tomorrow.” Megan watched josh and Maddie’s figures slowly get further and further away until they were out the door and she looked back at Will.

“You��re going to that?” He asked and she nodded her head, “I play lacrosse.”

“Then that makes more sense okay, well I was invited by one of the guys, I can ask if he’s going and if he is he’s probably bringing Maddie.”

Megan shook her head, “you don’t have to do that,” she whispered looking down at her shoes and then back up at Will, “what? Go? No I actually want to go I heard there’s free alcohol I never pass up an opportunity of getting drunk.” He said jokingly causing her to crack a smile, “okay, well I hope to see you there.”

“You as well, Megan. Hey, sorry about josh though, maybe next time you can come as my guest?” He offered and she nodded her head feeling butterflies erupt in her stomach, “yeah, yeah I’d like that a lot.”

“Cool, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow.”

[theofficialcunt]

Prompt: rewind a bit to before Negative Nancy came out and have Adore be nervous about whether or not the fans would like it and Bianca comes over at like 1AM to comfort her cause Adore is freaking out

I know this is super long for a prompt but I just couldn’t help myself! I go a little off track but I hope that it’s still what you were looking for anon. Enjoy! 💕

Adore had just wrapped up the last song on her album today, which ironically would be the first song she would be releasing as a single to the public.

The album had a very different sound for 2017, sounding more like the early 2000’s punk rock bands she had grown up with, with influences from the 90’s peppered into some of the tracks here and there. She had been inspired by the grunge movement in Seattle, and took comfort in the rock and roll city after her dramatic departure from All Stars 2.

“We’re confident that your album will make history Miss Delano.” The platinum blonde receptionist smiled, but Adore sensed a hidden undertone in her voice.

Was it doubt?

Adore smiled back faintly nodding in agreement, and walked towards the elevator to exit the record producers building.

She couldn’t doubt herself now. Everything was set in stone now, and it would be incredibly unprofessional to break the contract. Maybe punk rock wasn’t the receptionists style. She thought back idly to the young woman with over bleached white hair was pulled tightly into two dutch braids. She was wearing all black which could indicate punk or some sort of hidden angst, but that was most likely the company’s dress code.

Shrugging off the comment, she decided to leak the first single to her top 4 group chat to see what they thought.

Adore: Just wrapped my album up! Listen to the first single and tell me what you think ❤️

She finished typing and slid the phone back into her jeans. Just then, the elevator bell dinged indicating she had reached her floor. She stepped out, sighing as she began to walk to her car out in the parking garage.

“Hey!”

Adore spun around and saw none other than Roy. He was by himself, and had just gotten out of his car. He looked amazing - of course - with windswept hair and his black blazer.

“Oh my god! What are you doing here?” Adore asked confused as she hugged him. It had been awhile since she saw Roy, these days they were often scheduled on opposite sides of the globe. They talked so little they were practically strangers at this point.

“My management company is in this building. We’re about to go over plans for a new tour.” Roy explained. “I thought you knew that?”

Maybe at one time Adore knew that, but it had clearly slipped her mind. Roy had been really distant with Adore lately. They used to text every single day- outside of the group chat- but they hadn’t had a real conversation in months. Maybe even close to a year.

“Guess not.” Adore shrugged. She paced uncomfortably towards her car. “Well, I’ll let you get to your meeting then. I don’t wanna keep you.”

“Yeah, I should get going.” Roy cleared his throat awkwardly, his voice failing to hide a tone of disappointment. “How long are you in town?”

“I’ll be here until Wednesday.” Adore said.

“Well if you aren’t busy, we should get together before you go back to Seattle.” Roy suggested.

“Sure man!” Adore said excitedly, smiling toothily. She missed Roy, but she didn’t want to seem desperate and clingy like she was always made out to be.  

“Party. I’ll see you later then.” Roy grinned and gave Adore a hug goodbye, lingering a little longer before he pulled away.

Adore pulled away, walking to her car and sitting down before she allowed herself to really think about what just happened.

That was awkward, no doubt about it and she wondered if Roy even really wanted to see her.

She started her car, realizing that Roy didn’t even see the text about her song that she sent in the group chat. Well, either he didn’t see it, or didn’t care enough about her anymore to give it a listen.

She decided to forget about their encounter, and as she headed back to her hotel; she focused on blasting her new album instead of waiting for her friends response.

——————

1:00 AM

Bzz, bzz.

Danny swatted his phone away from him as it continued to vibrate. It was most likely just notifications for his social media. He was confused, and he was about 15 beers deep as he listened to his album on repeat over and over again.

He caved and grabbed his phone, seeing that the vibrating was just fans tweeting him to release Dye and Rosie. He rolled his eyes, still irritated at the person who hacked his phone months ago. He closed twitter and scrolled through his messages again, re-reading what Courtney in particular had said.

Courtney: Wow, that’s quite a different sound for you. You’re definitely taking a risk Adorm.

He knew the Aussie meant well, but the words still hurt. He had been doubting himself since the afternoon, wondering if he had made a mistake recording an alternative album. It had unintentionally put him over the edge.

The fact that Roy hadn’t even commented on the song pissed him off even more. He clearly didn’t care about having any sort of friendship with Danny, let alone a professional relationship. Everytime Bianca had a new tour announcement, Adore would tweet her support for B to her followers to help boost sales. Not like she needed it, but she felt it was the right thing to do. She used to do that for Adore back in the day too, but now apparently that’s out the window. Adore can’t even get a text back, let alone any support on social media.

She decided enough was enough. She slammed her fingers firmly into glass iphone screen, entering the phone number that she knew by heart.

“Hello?”

“Listen, I don’t know what your fucking problem is man. But you need to actually talk to me like a fucking adult, and tell me what the fuck is wrong.” Danny spat.

Roy, clearly taken off guard, paused as he was for the first time in history rendered speechless by Danny.

“Well hello to you too.” Roy snapped. “Do you realize that it’s the middle of the night?”

“I know how to read a clock. And don’t fucking act like you haven’t been out all night drinking. We’re in West Hollywood. I highly doubt you were sleeping in bed like a responsible old man.”

Danny was on a roll, he didn’t know if it was the built up frustration, the beer, or the self doubt he was having for his new album - but he was making his feelings clear.

“I’m sorry, give me a second.” Roy said amused, his voice cracking with laughter. He cackled loudly into the receiver, enraging Danny even more.

“What’s so funny?” Danny asked annoyed. He was irritated that Roy was finding his feelings amusing, especially since he was trying to be serious.

“You’re on one of your famous drunk tirades again, and for once I’m the victim.” Roy laughed.

Danny softened as he remembered all of the times they would go out on tour together. Usually, the night would end up in a heated debate - Danny on one end arguing passionately about politics or music with anyone who would argue back. Roy would be on the other end, usually dragging Danny out of the club to avoid an inevitable bar fight.

“I’m surprised you even remember.” Danny murmured.

There was a pause, filled with sadness on Danny’s end as he remembered all of their times on tour. Danny had grown fond of Roy near the end of it, and then their schedules became crazy. It wasn’t until after he filmed All Stars where things got weird between them. That’s when they really began to grow apart, maybe because Roy didn’t agree with his decision - or maybe because Danny was going through a really emotional time and was lashing out.

“How could I forget?” Roy asked softly. “Danny, what’s wrong?”

Danny gulped, picking at his nails as he held his phone on his shoulder.

“Can you come over?”

——–

About 20 minutes later, Danny heard a faint knock at the door. After he rushed to clean up the apartment, there were only traces of the mess he had made earlier. He had stacked the empty cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon in the corner nearby, and an ashtray was laid out lazily in the middle of the small hotel coffee table. Which was a vast improvement from earlier.

He opened the door meekly, letting a casually dressed Roy saunter into the small room. He had traded in  his signature black blazer for a graphic t shirt with the letter ‘B’ on it, and some ripped black skinny jeans. Danny felt himself fangirling over the infamous Roy Haylock who usually didn’t step out of the house in anything less than slacks, wearing a pair of goddamn ripped jeans.

And he looked damn fine in them.

“One of the most successful drag queens in the world, and yet you still drink the cheapest beer. Some things never change.” Roy gestured disgusted to the tower of Pabst. “Thank god, I brought you some rich woman wine to remind you of who you are”

“Aw, you remembered my favorite brand!” Danny exclaimed as he examined the label. It was the wine they used to drink together all the time on Delta. He smiled at the memories as he grabbed two dixie cups from the bathroom. He poured until the cups were full, and handed Roy his before they sat down.

“Sorry, this room doesn’t have wine glasses in it so you’ll have to drink like a poor person with me.” Danny apologized as they sat down on the small couch together.

Roy sipped his wine, trying to hide the disgust from his face as he examined the tiny hotel room. He could tell Danny had rushed to clean it, noticing all of the remnants of fast food and weed shoved in the small garbage nearby. The faint smell of cigarettes lingered in the room, as well as the fragrance of stale beer that was sitting on the table.

“So I listened to your song.”

“You did?” Danny asked incredulously. “What did you think?”

“I liked it. It’s different but it shows who you are, and not what you think your fans want to hear.” Roy said, sipping his wine.

Danny felt relief wash over him. He was really glad Roy approved of the song, but he still had his doubts.

“But something tells me my approval isn’t what you’re looking for, so what’s the real problem here?” Roy asked bluntly.

“I-” Danny stammered. “I feel like this album isn’t going to be good enough. Courtney didn’t understand-”

“Courtney is a pop princess that barely knows the difference between The Spice Girls and Fifth Harmony. I wouldn’t take her opinion about a rock album too seriously.” Roy quipped, grabbing Danny’s hand softly before he continued. “You’re taking a risk, but that doesn’t mean that what you’re doing is wrong.”

Danny felt himself relax, as he played with Roy’s hand absentmindedly. He was right, it was a risk - but it would most likely pay off in the long run. Opinions didn’t mean anything at the end of the day, it was all about the record sales.

“I missed you Roy. I’ve missed you so much.” Danny confessed as he leaned his head on Roy’s shoulder. They were still holding hands, Roy squeezed it in response as they sat together on the couch.

“I missed you too Danny.” Roy admitted.

“Why did you push me away?” Danny asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

Roy’s shoulder stiffened as he thought about the answer.

“I can’t talk about it.” Roy finally said, so softly that Danny had hardly heard him.

“Why not?” Danny asked gently, squeezing Roy’s hand lightly. “You know you can tell me anything.”

“Not this.” Roy said, as he looked away from Danny. He almost had a guilty look on his face, as if he was hiding something awful from Danny.

“It can’t be that bad.” Danny encouraged. “Please Roy. I won’t tell anyone, and besides I’m pretty wasted so chances are I probably won’t remember it anyway.”

That was a pretty tempting statement, Roy thought. But there was always the slim possibility that Danny would remember in the morning - and he didn’t know if he wanted to take that chance.

“You can tell me anything.” Danny said, interrupting his thoughts. He really wanted to know what was up with Roy, and for some reason he felt that whatever this issue is, is what has been keeping them apart the last few months.

“Fine,” Roy started, thinking bitterly about the universe being against him at this point. “I pushed you away because I started-” Roy paused, sighing heavily as if he had just come up for air. He pulled his hand away as he continued to compose himself.

“Because?” Danny asked confused. Why was he breathing so heavily? Was he passing a kidney stone or something?

“Because I started to develop feelings for you.” Roy rushed the words out, taking a long gulp of his cup of wine before finishing it off completely. He avoided his eyes, staring down at the coffee table as he clasped his hands together.

Danny felt his heart spring to life as he processed what Roy had said. It was like someone had brought him back to life, electrifying him. He felt like he was on fire. Roy liked him? No way.

“Don’t fuck with me man.” Danny said, pleading in his voice.

“I wouldn’t fuck with you about something like this.” Roy murmured, avoiding eye contact.

Roy really had feelings for him? Him? Out of all of the attractive men, drag queens, producers, Roy’s heart had chosen him?

Well, had.

“So you don’t feel that way anymore then.” Danny said bitterly. He realized anger was starting to bubble up inside of him. “Why couldn’t you tell me back then? You didn’t even give me a chance.”

“A chance? Danny, I knew you didn’t like me. I wasn’t about to have my heart broken and lose my best friend all in one shot.” Roy argued.

“But I did like you Roy!” Danny exploded, stunning Roy into silence.

“You don’t know what you’re saying.” Roy finally decided, standing up. “You’re drunk.”

“You idiot, a drunk mind speaks a sober heart.” Danny muttered, grabbing Roy’s hand. “I know what I felt for you. So did all of the queens on tour.”

They stood there, holding each other’s hand as time seemed to stop. Danny felt like he was on fire, still feeling electrified by Roy’s confession - locked in by his burning brown eyes that were fixed on his face. Roy was ice, he was frozen in time not sure what he was supposed to do now. He stared at Danny, a mature 27 now. Long hair, about to be a drag queen rockstar - one of the first of his kind. But he was just as attracted to him as he was on the bots tour. He always thought the universe was against him when it came to love, but this one time he had been wrong to go against his gut. He should have just told Danny a long time ago.

“I still have feelings for you.” Danny admitted, breaking the silence.

“So do I.” Roy murmured, looking up slightly at Danny. He hated their height difference, but for him he would make an exception.

Roy moved his hand up to Danny’s cheek, caressing it softly as he stared into his eyes. Closing the distance between them, he gently pressed his lips against the younger mans. Danny moaned in delight and pulled Roy gently on top of him as he laid down on the couch, Roy softly rested his body on his as the kiss became more and more passionate.

“And you say I’m dumb.” Danny murmured in between kisses.

“You could have told me earlier that you had feelings too.” Roy argued lightheartedly, tugging on Danny’s hair.

Danny let out a soft moan as Roy moved his lips from his cheek down to his neck. He bit and sucked softly, leaving his mark on Danny as he tilted his head back in pure bliss.

Eventually the kissing died down, and Roy and Danny ended up moving to the queen sized bed instead.

“So,” Roy smiled, drawing circles on Danny’s back. “What do you want to do?”

“What do you mean?” Danny hummed sleepily.

“Do you uh, want a relationship?” Roy asked awkwardly.

Danny raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Of course I want a relationship with you. You’re out of my league, and when my money runs out you can be my sugar mama.” Danny joked.

Roy let out a soft chuckle and pulled Danny closer to him.

“Okay, just making sure.”

“Roy?”

“Yes?”

“I’m sure I’ll remember this in the morning.” Danny hummed, before they both drifted off to sleep.

[remembermemorablememories]

Wednesday, January 2, 2019

post #359

main points:

- eat banana for breakfast

- run some errands at bank, target and wawa

- eat wawa watching season 1 finale of scrubs

- look into sigma lenses and rokinon

- trip planning around US with jwoos

- dinner with the fam

- smash

- doing some AP calc to help sis

today i:

- woke up at 10:30am to my alarm. but snoozed until like 11:30am this time. i was too tired LOL. but slowly i will reset my clock, hopefully

i ate a banana for breakfast (if it’s still breakfast time) and booked an appointment with the doctor to get the lump near anus checked out

- drove out to the bank to deposit some cash from the holidays on the west coast. i had some $20 bills from when i won blackjack and some money from my grandparents on christmas

went to target to pick up lotion, peanut butter (for oatmeal), a new tooth brush and toothpaste

went to wawa to get a chicken salad sandwich and the chicken finger mac and cheese. the good ole combo

- brought it back home around 2pm and ate it and watched season 1 finale of scrubs. it took me a while to get to the end of season 1 but i made it bois

- went upstairs and tried to learn more about making cinematic videos. since my 50mm is on a crop frame for the canon 70d, it’s actually a 75~80mm look... which is really hard to shoot video with cause any small shake makes a huge change. i started looking into sony cameras and whether i could sell my canon camera... but then decided i’ll just stick with it. i started looking into sigma 17-50mm cause it looked like it had a good fstop of like 2.8. and then the sigma 18-35mm 1.8. and then the rokinon 35mm. but the sigma 18-35 and rokinon 35mm are like $500+. the sigma 17-50mm is about $300 so i might try to go for that. it looks like a solid lens

- hopped on a call with jwoos around 4pm to do some US trip planning. we created a doc and planned dates for chicago -> seattle -> portland -> seattle -> home. it should be a pretty fun trip! we were just looking at flights and airbnbs but we’ll get to the details later 

- around 5pm i continued to do some more research on the lenses (continuation of what i typed two paragraphs above. trying to find out which one is the best lens to go with. i think i’m set on the sigma 17-50mm. but i wanna do some more research first

- also learned how to convert smash replays to video cause my micro SD card came in. oh also jonah’s new nike shoes in 9.5 shoe size came in today in the mail too and for sheena 

- ate dinner with the fam around 7pm. it was meatballs/boiled spinach thing. and some more pork which was good. and the leftover boiled pork thing that mom really likes

sheena mentioned she had a calc quiz tomorrow and was stressed/said the teacher didn’t say anything before she left early on thursday to go with us on our holiday trip to catch our flight. dad said she should’ve asked the calc teacher before she left early to go on our holiday trip. sheena went upstairs to be left alone and i tried to talk to her a bit. i feel like i’m really socially awkward with talking about these things and she seemed kind of upset. after a while she just said she wanted to be left alone so i went to my room. went downstairs and talked briefly with mom and dad about it cause they also wanna make sure sheena’s okay but at the same time acknowledge she made a mistake

- typed up monday and tuesday’s blog posts today. now i’m just chilling in sheena’s room cause i wanna keep her company while she’s doing her homework at 9:08pm

will update this later about what i do for the rest of the night. probably some DJI stuff on my phone to get set up tomorrow (i wanna fly it tomorrow) and smash. i just wanted to get a head start on typing this :p

update:

i saw some cool people’s videos (jed) who looks familiar/i have common friends with at university. val made a 365 video

- played some smash online from 10pm-12am. sheena came in asking for some help with her AP calc homework and she was stressing out cause she has a quiz tomorrow. she started crying cause she was so stressed out :( dad and i were talking to her and i offered to help teach her some of the material. but we decided she should just go to sleep for now and i’ll figure out what she needs to know and we can review it tomorrow morning

- the hw was on product rule, chain rule, quotient rule and power rule. i briefly glanced over it and thought it looked fine so i continued playing smash LOL

i played for another 30 minutes from 12:30-1am. and i lost a lot of games in elite smash... so i got booted out :( 

- worked on sheena’s AP calc homework to brush up on all the rules and basically do most of the problems on the worksheet. i’m surprised i still remember some stuff but other things i had to look up. khan academy coming in clutch for chain rule. looking back i also realized that math (at least at a high school level) feels relatively straightforward. it’s just a bunch of rules that you follow. i sometimes did badly because i made dumb mistakes because i was always rushing, not because the content was necessarily hard

- i crashed and went to sleep around 2-2:30am. gotta wake up at 6:30am tomorrow to help sheena out :D :S

the end