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chaoticgabby · 5 years ago

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My Cheap & Relatively Healthy Grocery List for College Students

Context: I had been used to eating fast food so much because it was cheap that when I went to the doctors' they said I had high glucose content. That wasnt good. So I started eating healthier. Anyway let's skip the BS and get straight into it:

Ramen: the OG cheap food. I personally don't own ramen bc I dont like it that much, but if you want to save money this is the meal, at least add an egg or some veggies to make it healthier.

Frozen Veggies: anywhere from 50 cents to a dollar or two a bag. Can easily be kept in your freezer (if you have one) for months

Mac n' cheese: my all-time favorite. Of course, it might not be healthy for everyone to eat pasta all the time, but I do it anyway. Add some real cheese and spices for taste or chicken and veggies in it / on the side.

Other Pasta boxes (Pasta Roni, Velveeta, Hamburger Helper, etc.): basically as cheap or almost as cheap as Kraft macaroni, but maybe you arent a fan of mac n cheese.

Soup (Soup!!): Cambell's Tomato soup is often $1 a can. I like to eat mine with grilled cheese. Thats a whole ass meal. But of course you can get other soups just as cheap. Basically, any canned foods.

Canned foods & veggies: this one goes without saying. Although, the better options are sometimes $2 to $3 the same can be said for frozen veggies, but just heat these up and cook them in fried rice or just add butter and eat them aside a nice entré

Chunk light tuna: speaking of canned foods, canned tuna is soooo cheap and is a great option (if you even like tuna). Dont actually get the "pack tuna" for $1 a pack unless you want to keep it in your bag bc canned tuna is around 60 cents a can. Mix it with Miracle Whip (or mayo) and spread it over break for a good sammich.

Grilled cheese (or cheese toastie if you arent American I think??): similar to previous options, youre getting your cheese and your butter and your bread. Not as healthy as other options but way better than fast food calories.

Quesadillas: similar to grilled cheese, except spICY. My brother only eats these and he has no meal plan. I do it now too. Honestly, adding up tortillas, cheese dip, shredded cheese, & chicken is kind of costly but worth it. Also cooking chicken is annoying bc I dont have time for that. But. Yknow. A great option.

Pillsbury Crescents: a little costly, about $2+ per tube, but still fookin delicious. Also imma be real: actually havent checked the nutrition label to see if these are actually healthy. But these are sO useful. Make them by themselves for breakfast (with jam, eggs, or alone) or use the dough for other recipes. I use these with Manwich sauce, cheese, and ground beef for snacks :)

Manwiches: manwich sauce cans are $1 and although they have some sugar, its not nearly as bad as fast food. Just cook up some ground beef to go with it & maybe add cheese, sliced bread, or hamburger buns

PB&J: Another OG. I could never get tired of these. You just gotta make sure you have soft bread and the pb&j and youre good to go. Although..like.. some people apparently like theirs toasted or with different jams (I like strawberry).

Eggs!!!! : Just keep these in your fridge. Just do it. You never know when youre going to run out of food. Boiled? Scrambled? Fried? Soft boiled? With ramen? Omelet? In fried rice? Egg sandwich??? Eat them with bread, eat them with toast, eat them as a breakfast sandwich, scramble them with cheese, the list goes on. If you dont eat them often, get a smaller carton, but always have eggs! Also, for baking.

Rice, or fried rice: If you like rice, have been cooking rice for a long time, and can actually make it without burning, make sure you have rice. If you like rice but have never actually made it yourself, it takes trial and error in a pot. Or just invest in a rice cooker. Additionally, fried rice is not that difficult to learn & it fits the bill for healthy bc you can add unlimited veggies and meats. Im not here to educated you but the more ingredients, the better, is how i see it.

Fresh Food:

Fruit: I literally have "an apple a day" for breakfast. It's just good for you. Keep them in your fridge to keep them fresh. Keep one in your bag in case you get hungry. Bananas? Awesome! Use them in smoothies or a milkshake or eat them with your cereal or even with peanut butter. Possibilities are endless with fruit. Just make sure they dont spoil. Apples are OG bc they dont spoil as easily.

Vegetables: Make sure to only periodically get them so that they dont go to waste. Make some broccoli with butter & eat it alongside pasta. Or asparagus. Anything you want. Just make sure to have some with your meals sometimes. Greens are good. Additionally, carrots can get addicting if yoh eat them with ranch. The plus side is they are filling. If you have a tendency to want to munch on something: carrots.

Deli Meat / Sandwich Options: I personally dont make deli sandwiches because ham (as well as roast beef or turkey) can be expensive and then wanting to add lettuce and tomato to a sandwich sounds amazing but I'm scared they will spoil. Dont let me stop you though! Sandwiches are amazing.

Meat: you dont want to be cooking meat all the time bc it can get expensive, but the basics I always get are ground beef and chicken. I prefer "boneless skinless chicken thigh fillets" but you would need to cut off the fat. You could always get rotisserie if you arent feeling to for cooking. Also, if you're feeling expensive one week, salmon is just sooo good. I ate it with asparagus and seasoned with lemon. Delicious.

Snack / Dessert Options:

(I personally don't keep snacks or dessert in my home very often bc you dont want to binge eat. But here is what I have)

Peanut butter: classic, filling, can be potentially bad if you eat a shite ton

Nuts: peanuts, almonds, cashews, and especially pecans

Cookies: make your own, a lot of simple cookie recipes exist and it's a lot easier than you think. Baking essentials like flour, sugar, milk, and eggs are not that expensive to keep around in an apartment kitchen. Difficulties may be vanilla extract (the avg student doesnt have this lying around) a baking sheet, a big bowl, and possible a whisk. Store bought cookie dough isnt too bad either.

Box-cakes / box-brownies: simple and easy. Takes a few eggs sometimes and some oil, milk or water. The same goes for pancake mix. Honestly, I had an out-of-country roommate and he had never heard of boxed cake mix or brownie mix. They always made from scratch where he lived.

Low-calorie ice cream: okay ice cream can be pretty expensive and filled w/ added sugars. I used to eat this strawberry icecream sweetened with stevia and it was SO delicious, but I couldnt find that at my grocery store. Other options are "low-calorie" ice cream or "no added sugars" ice cream. I have one of these and the thing abt it is that its just the right amount of sugar to taste like ice cream and the neat thing is that you dont feel like binging it bc it doesnt have addicting added sugars.

Milkshakes / smoothies: this is a tough one bc me and most other students dont own a blender or juicer. I personally get my smoothies from a local smoothie place that only uses fresh fruit and then I ask not to add the natural sugars bc it is sweet enough with the fruit. Natural smoothies are delicious & I find that you can kind of make then if u freeze your fruits and blend w a fork. "Handmade" milkshakes are actually super easy w this method.

Yogurt: just...mmm.

"Healthy" snack food section, often called the gluten-free aisle: im not too experienced with this and im sure they have added sugars too but what I do know is I tried these gluten free oreos once and they were delicious

Fruits: I mentioned earlier but apples are great snacks

Veggies: also like I said earlier, carrots are great snacks. Not exactly a veggie but possibly potatoes for a meal or snack.

Granola Bars: for when youre too lazy to keep up with fruit and if fruit will spoil, granola bars (they healthy kind, not the chewy sugary kind) are so good to have in your pantry or keep in your backpack for a snack (and to keep you from on campus temptations). Also I used Nature Valley ones instead of cereal. They actually dissolve and are delicious with milk, since some cereals are so sugary.

Since my last college tips post got some notes I figured I'd keep writing these advice posts. For reference, I am hoping to become an RA next year at my college, so I'm not just speaking out of my ass. I generally have experience at college thus far and want to help students.

#Im American and Im not Vegan so sorry if this didnt help non americans and definitely not vegans :(#college tips #college advice #life hack #healthy living #food

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nie7027 · 6 years ago

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Super5 headcanons pt 2

Edit: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Minegishi can only stare

"Where the fuck have you been?"

"What do you care?"

"Why are you here?"

"I was bored"

Shimazaki could be here to kill him for betraying him but Minegishi is too tired for this and there are dishes to wash.

In the time it takes him to do the dishes and calm down his plants, shimazaki falls asleep so he goes to the living to room to get a better look at the man

Shimazaki looks almost the same except maybe a bit thinner and with possible hollower eyes. The crooked nose is definitely new. A crooked nose?? Did he broke his nose at some point?? He is even wearing the same clothes as last time. His precious jacket ripped at the edges. Scorching marks and bullet holes here and there.

With a long sigh he takes out his phone, turns off the volume and opens the super3 chat(the too spicy for Seris innocent eyes). The messages start to come in rapidly

Minegishi: Shimazaki is back

Hatori: what

Hatori: what do you mean Shimazaki is back???

Shibata: how did he find us? Did he try to fight you?

Minegishi: i mean he is asleep on my couch. No, he just ate all of my cereal.

Shibata: what the fuck?

Hatori: what the fuck?

Minegishi what the fuck indeed

Shibata: did he say what he wants? Do you know why is he here?

Minegishi: He didnt talk and I dont know

Hatori: what do we do?

Minegishi:

Minegishi: i dont know.

Minesishi: i cant make any calls or else he could wake up and seri isnt logged in so can someone call him and tell him whats going so they can take the necessary precautions

Shibata: im on it

Shibata: hatori is freaking out in his room anyway. I think he is begginin to build a security system.

Minegishi: ...

Shibata: yeah yeah ill go calm him after i talk with Seri.

Minegishi stares at his phones and then at the man on his couch, he cant blame them. Shimazaki is a really dangerous person and they dont know what he is doing here. Minegishi just wanted to do the dishes, water his plants and go to sleep.

The super5 will never know but Shimazaki wasnt lying per se. He WAS bored.

After he ran away from the fight against seasoning city espers he hid here and there taking his sweet time at recovering and once he did(his nose still felt strange but he ignored it) he started to look at what to do.

He joined many criminal organizations, afterall a teletransporter was very valued in the underworld. But not matter how petty or big the crime was, he got bored. So he ended leaving all of them. he even left some in the middle of a important job, not caring whether his employers got caught or not( it was their fault for being stupid and not having a backup plan anyway)

After some months of this he realized he was bored of normal criminals. He was bored of normal persons with narrowed mindsets who conformed with just comitting stupid crimes. HE HAD BEEN PART OF A PLAN TO TAKE THE WORLD and now he was trafficking some drug?? Lame.

Most of all he missed the thrilling sensation of being surrounded with persons that could actually put a fight against him. So he searched for something alike to claw, an organization of espers.

His search turned out fruitless and he decided then he should return to where all started. Claw. It was time to pay a visit to his expartners.

It took him just a week to locate them. It would have took him just a day but he was finally having some fun and god he was gonna drag it all he could.

So here he was in a tiny empty apartment, the crazy amount of plants with a certain aura being the only indication that it belonged to Minegishi...WHERE THE HELL WAS HE? Oh well. He had been waiting for a year. He could wait a little more. In any case in his hurry to get here he forgot to eat and he could hear a fridge running.

Shimazaki, still on the sofa, wakes up the next day at the sound of a blender. He is being held in place, bounded by lots and lots of thick green vines and sturdy roots from which he easily frees himself. The moment he does so the noise at the kitchen stops and an annoyed minegishi steps out. Shimazaki can feel him tensing, preparing for an attack and that makes him smirk .

Until an alarm clock goes off that makes Minegishi mutter a curse

"If you are gonna do something do it now. I have better things to do and i have to go now"

"Better things to do?? What can possibly be better than this??"

"I have work so if you are gonna just stand there and smirk be my guest"

"Work?"

"Yeah, work. you know? That thing you do for a living and that contributes to society? Fuck it.You probably dont. Anyway i gotta go" Turning his back on shimazaki is probably the worst idea but he couldnt sleep at all, he is late and he hasnt had breakfast so if shimazaki wants to kill him he will gladly accept it.

He miraculously manages to exit his apartment and make it to his work. He only hopes theres an apartment to come back later.

Shimazaki can only stare increduously to where minegishis used to stand. 'Work'? 'Contribute to society'? THE FUCK WAS HE BABBLING ABOUT this was completely unexpected and he doesnt know what to do until he notices theres a smell coming from the kitchen where Minegishi left his untouched breakfast. Well he supposes he can muse how to proceed over breakfast.

Hatori isnt allowed to use his phone at work but he is too anxious to care and he has powers to do it without anybody noticing

Spicy3 chat

Hatori: how did it went?

Minegishi: ...well...i guess?? I am alive and my flat was still in one piece last time i saw it

Hatori: he didnt try anything?

Minegishi: he woke up when it was time for me to go...so i just kinda left

Shibata: you just left? He didnt try to stop you???

Minegishi: no

Minegishi:but i think...

Hatori: WHAT

Shibata:what

Minegishi: i think he is...tired.

Minegishi: I bound him while he was sleeping and he never woke up nlr stirred. He didnt notice.

Hatori: weird

Minegishi: i know. Worst of all i couldnt eat and i have 2 hours more left until my break.

Shibata: i can pass on my way to gym and sneak you something

Minegishi: thanks

Hatori: if you want you can hang in our apartment for the time being. We still need to know what he wants

Shibata: yeah, and if he shows up we can fight him together💪

Minegishi: if Seri asks, everything is under control

It takes a week for Shimazaki to finally show up. Meanwhile Minegishi has to use Hatoris and Shibatas washing machine to wash his work uniform daily(it can get very dirty when you work in a flower shop) because his other sets of uniform are back at his place trapped with Shimazaki. So is his money and he has to lend some from Hatoris and shibatas and ask his boss for an advencement in his payment. He hates Shimazaki more now.

They cant do anything but stare blankly when he suddenly shows up in the middle of the living room where they were eating pizza holding an empty box of cereal and says "Theres no more food back there and i want more of these but i cant see how they are called" while pointing at the box.

Sometimes its very easy to forget he is actually blind. Hatori weakly says the name of the branch of cereal he is holding and Shimazaki dissapears again before anybody can say anything.

"Did everybody saw what i just saw right??what the fuck? What the fuck?" shibata exclaims

"...my food"minegishi laments

Its not until an hour of wondering what was that and wracking their brain for an asnwer after that shimazaki returns, a brand new box of the cereal in his hands. He picks up a slice of the forgotten pizza and sits besides Shitaba.

"You didnt pay for that did you?" asks Shitaba

Shimazaki just turns around and stares st him with his hauntingly empty eyes "you too?"

"PAY? WORK? CONTRIBUTE TO SOCIETY? THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU"

"Weve changed"

"Yeah we have jobs and stuff, we help peopl"

"YOU HAVE SUPERPOWERS! WHY ARE YOU EVEN WORKING?"

"TO NOT PARASITE ON OTHERS HARD WORK LIKE SOME PEOPLE IN HERE" finally explodes Minegishi

The man frowns and rapidly done with the conversation teleports away.

Minegishi finally returns to his place, his web of plants telling him Shimazaki isnt there anymore. Re stashing his fridge and cabinet is a pain in the ass.

Shimazakis plan had been to either find his expartners and form something alike to Claw with them or just antagonize them until he gets the fight he so much craves. None of that has happened because all of them had turned to a bunch of weakling pussies and he cant even find Serizawa.

He could still try to fight them but he bitterly realizes he wont get any satisfaction of beating them if they keep acting like that, restraining themselves and trying to be civil as if they werent the same persons that destroyed this very city a year ago. It would be like punching flowers!

The point was to get rid of his boredness and now he is just angry!

He needs them to drop the act.

Thats when a plan starts to form in his head and he smirks. He is going to show them what they are missing on.

Thats how he finds himself back in minegishis apartment.

"Im just saying you could probably grow tons of weed, good quality of course. And i take care of the transport i know a bunch of people-"

"Weed? Are you serious? Is this why you came back? To start a drug trafficking bussines?"

"Im just saying with my teletransporting abilities and yourplant thing we could save lots of money in transport and become richer than-"

"No"

"AREN YOU TIRED OF THIS? OF SHITTY CUSTOMERS GETTING YOU IN TROUBLE JUST BECAUSE THEY DONT KNOW RAINBOW ROSES DONT NATURALLY EXIST?"

"WHERE YOU SPYING ME AT WORK?"

"MAYBE SO"

"DONT DO IT AND STOP EATING ALL MY FOOD"

He then tries with shibata, approaching him during one of his morning running routines. Teletransporting every 2 meters at his side while he keeps running clearly ignoring him

"With your force, not that i need it, we could terrorize all the bussines of a whole prefecture and force them to pay for protection. We win, they win"

"Not interested"

"Why not?! It would be so easy"

"I dont want to"

"Could you stop running? This is important"

"No thanks"

"You arent even listening!"

"Good"

He finally tries with Hatori thinking he would be the easiest of them

"You hack the system and we force all those politicians to pay us to not release all their dirty secrets"

"I am busy"

"No you are not. You are playing mario kart. I can hear Yoshi"

"Ive changed"

"Have you? Really???" at this point Shimazaki raises an eyebrow, he is so done and he wont keeo with this bullshit "because everywhere i have been, and i have been everywhere, the interpol, cia, you name it HAS BEEN AFTER ME whereas you three can waltz into a store like nobodys bussiness. WE COMMITED THE SAME CRIME. WE DESTROYED THIS CITY so how come im the only one being persecuted? Huh? You think I DONT KNOW WHAT YOU DID"

Hatori pauses the game and glares at him. Good, he is finally getting a reaction.

" i did what had to be done and i wont let YOU of all people tell me-"

"Me? Of all people? You believe yourself so grand and high when you are nothing but THE SAME AS ME" immediately shimazaki feels hatoris aura flare. what must have been his console shifting and changing into something new. Whatever it is, he is sure he can block it.

"Really? You are gonna fight me? I want to see you-" a horrible sound like nothing he had ever heard before pierces his ears making him howl in pain and he teleports away.

After that accident shimazaki never mentions Hatoris dirty secret again but that doesnt stop him from keep trying to get them to commit felonies again.

He thinks he once "saw" Serizawa on the street but his aura was quickly eaten by the aura of the person by his side. He didnt stayed to find out and quickly teleported away.

And this goes like this for 3 months, his proposals becoming more and more desesperate until one day he just... gives up.

Shimazaki should have left or killed them months ago but for some reason he prefers to stay here. He wont admit it but hes having more fun living on their couches annoying them than what he would have had they accepted his proposals.

He takes special delight in annoying them when they had hard days. (Minegishi comes home covered in something stinky and almost strangles shimazaki with his own hands after he comments this wouldnt have happened if he had accepted to traffick weed in a yacht with him)

...besides he has noticed that now in both apartments there is always a box of his favourite cereal (hatori sweared it was the cereal what placated Shimazaki given how docile he was whenever he was seen eating it, shibata and minegishi just liked it)

The super3 cant believe it themselves but they have now gotten used to the constant presence of Shimazaki in their lives (which isnt surprising given they spent at least 3 years together).

Well constant is a way to put it because the man still has the habit of dissapearing 3-5 days every once in a while and reappearing like nothing happened

But they know this cant keep going like this and thats how minegishi finds himself texting the super3 chat one day he comes to an empty apartment

Minegishi: is shimazaki there?

Hatori: yeah, hes playing smash with shitaba

Minegishi: playing smash??

Hatori: its seems he learned the patron of my movements by observing me and now hes kicking Shitabas ass as princess peach

Minegishi: ?

Hatori: we told him he was playing bowser

Minegishi: whatever, tell him to bring his ass back. I need to go grocery shopping and i need his help

"Why would i help you grocery shopping?" says shimazaki suddenly to his right

At the same his phone sounds 2 times

Shibata: hatori said something to him and he just teleported

Shibata: is safe to assume he is with you?

Minegishi: yea, im taking charge from here

"Im teaching you to do grocery shopping"

"I dont need you to teach me shit"

" yes, you do if you want to keep eating that cereal you like and that you finished this morning"

Shimazaki raises his eyebrow, teleports and after 5 min returns with 5 boxes of the damn cereal in his arms

"There. Its done"

"DID YOU JUST ROBBED THEM? YOU CANT KEEP DOING THIS"

"WHY NOT? ITS EASIER"

"THATS NOT THE POINT"Minegishi stops, breathes amd tries again "Shimazaki you cant keep doing this and i dont mean just the whole robbing, i mean i dotn know what you do when you dissapear for days but when you are here you just eat our food, wait for us to come home from work and then annoy us?"

"So? I can do whatever i want"

"Do you realize how pathethic it sounds?Is this really all you want to do? Do you even know what you want to do?"

Shimazaki doesnt wanna hear anymore of that and teleports

He ends teleporting to a random alley where he passes the night

The next days his mood isnt any better and he spends them sleeping, terrorizing random deliquents he finds in his way and kicking bags of trash until one day of the "bags" lets out a yelp.

Its shibata who finds him some days later during one of his running routines when he follows the sound of a hurt dog

Expecting to see a bunch of nasty kids terrorizing a poor animal he steps up to confront them only to find his missing "friend" glaring at poor dog and screaming "STOP COMPLAINING ITS YOUR FAULT FOR NOT MOVING I DIDNT EVEN KICK YOU THAT HARD"

He texts a quickl "Found him" to the group chat and marches up to him

"You shouldnt be kicking random things in the first place"

"Get lost"

" are you sure you didnt kick him hard? He is limping and we both know your kicks arent exactly soft"

"If i had wanted, a limp would be the least of its problems" still he makes a face as if he isnt sure

With a sigh Shibata carefully picks up the dog and motions to shimazaki "theres a vet nearby. You kicked him so you own him that at least. Dont worry ill pay" he doesnt wait for Shimazakis response and walks, relief overflowing him once he hears footsteps behind him

The consult is quick and the vet gleefully hands shimazaki "his" dog while she explains to shibata the treatment they should follow the next three months

Shimazaki...had never in his life pet a dog, much less carried one. His fur feels dirty and is tangled everywhere but the vet said it just needs a bath. It is warm and he can feel and hear his steady breaths. His mental eye allows him to perceive the flowing of his blood, the currents in his brain, the beating of his heart...all what makes a living being held in his arms. Things he has always perceived but never payed attention. The fact that the dog starts to lick his hands doesnt go unnoticed and he feels strangely calm. His grip tightening.

They are about to exit the clinic, shibata saying his last thanks when a woman and a girl enter. That very moment the dog starts to squirm in his embrace. And he doesnt know what to do

"Hey are you alright? I can hold it if you want" asks shibata noticing his turmoil

" yeah, its just the stupid dog WHO HAS FORGOTTEN HE CANT WALK"

The girls who shibata notices has red puffy narrows her eyes and yells "DONT CALL HIM STUPID YOU ARE THE STUPID" before turning to look at shimazaki, whatever she was going to say next is forgotten as she stares with wide eyes.

Both the moms and shimazakis replies are drowned by the girl scream of "UESAMA! MOM ITS HIM ITS MY DOG"

For some reason shimazaki feels his blood run cold and lifts up the dog even more when the girl comes clashing at his legs desesperately trying to grab her dog

Shibata who noticed shimazakis earlier expression cant believe what hes seeing (please god, please tell me he isnt gonna fight a girl over a dog) when the vet decides to come out to see what is happening

"Im sorry, my little girl believes those boys over there have Uesama"

"ITS HIM"

"Uesama?..." the vet stares some seconds in confusion before her eyes grow wider "Oh how didnt i notice it before! Im sorry sirs but it seems you have found this little girls dogs" the vets looks expectantly at shimazaki

Shimazaki who has been holding a very squirming dog and listening to the screams of a girls is starting to get very annoyed. The tempation to teleport away with the dog too big to ignore. Hes about to do it when he hears the dog crying again.

With a huff he hands it to the very thankful mother and exits the clinic as quickly as he can.

Shibata follows suit "I saw your face before they arrived. I can tell what you did"

"Shut up"

The walk home is strangely quiet but at least he is back.

The joke on the spicy chat is that the super 3 are dumb and believe they are protecting oh so pure Seri when in reality they just share dumb penis jokes while Seri is actually riding Reigens dick.

And yes as his last crime Hatori threatened with realeasing all the state secrets of all the goverments and provoking a worldwide crisis if they didnt allow them to try to live normal lives

I just noticed this is more of a fanfic than a list of headcanons now but meh. What i wanted to actually be part 2 is gonna be part 3? 4? I didnt even get to write the prank the super5 were gonna pull on shimazaki but now you have something to look up next time.

Im not that happy with how the second half turned out but maybe im just tired.

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #minegishi toshiki #hatori nazomu #shibata hiroshi #shimazaki ryou #should i tag animal violence?#manga spoilers #mp100 spoilers #super5 headcanons #nie's writing

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sunyoonandstars · 7 years ago

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In Between (BTS series) || Chapter 6

This one is based on a request made by the lovely @im-cxnfused. I hope it manages to meet your expectations! 💜

I got very inspired by this request, so it actually turned into a series which I’ll try to update as frequently as possible.

This is Chapter 6 of the (currently) ongoing series formerly known as “BTS Imagine 5: Namjoon cheating on you & you getting revenge”

I hope you all manage to find the series and its remaining chapters despite the change of name!🙏🏻

Thank you for reading 💜 and sticking to this series! It’s much appreciated! Also, feedback is always welcome, in case you didn’t know.

Enjoy!

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Chapter Index - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.1, 9.2

Synopsis

You and Namjoon are in a committed relationship. Or so you had thought. When you catch him cheating, however, you decide to take revenge in a way equally brutal. But soon the events take an unforeseen turn, leaving you torn …

Pairing: You x Namjoon, You x Jimin

angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, occasional hints of smut

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Chapter 6 || House Of Cards

Present day …

„Ugh, no, we’re out of coffee again“, you groan, glaring into the empty box usually providing you with vital instant caffeination. „Whoever took the last stick of MAXIM Mocha, come forward and receive your punishment! I’m not kidding. I repeat: I’m not kidding.“ „A wonderful morning to you, too, sleeping beauty“, Hoseok warbles from his seat by the kitchen counter, beaming from ear to ear while giving you the once-over, obviously amused. „What?“, you snap at him, your voice still hoarse with sleep „The both of you fell asleep watching a movie again, like two tired little puppies. A sight to behold. And you look the part, too. Your face is all puffy and wrinkly, and I bet that’s an imprint of the logo on Jimin’s sweater right there“, he points to your left cheek, grinning mischievously. Jungkook contributes an approving laugh in between two spoons of cereal, almost choking on his granola. „Sorry, Hobi, we can’t all be as perfect as you and wake up glowing like the freaking sun itself“, you snarl at him, sticking out your tongue. „Are you saying I’m not pretty when I wake up?“ You hadn’t even noticed Jimin entering the kitchen, finally joining the seven of you. You bite your tongue, barely managing to hold back a reply not meant for the vigilant ears you’re surrounded by. Your cheeks glowing, you shake your head while you turn around to face him. „I’d never dare to suggest such a thing“, you insist, a smile tugging at your lips as your eyes lock with Jimin’s, their expression speaking words that cannot be voiced in your current company. „You know very well that you can’t be not handsome, Park Jimin.“ „Our, Jimin-ah!“, Jin calls out, only shortly breaking from cutting fruits and vegetables in preparation for a breakfast smoothie. „Always fishing for compliments.“ „And he always gets them, too“, Jungkook mutters under his breath, cheeks stuffed with crunchy granola. „Whatever you do or wear, Jimin-ah, you’re at least always cute, that’s for sure“, Hoseok snickers, tilting his head and patting the stool next to him, inviting Jimin to sit down. „Jiminie-ah, Mr. Worldwide Handsome and Cute.“ „Yah! I’m the one and only Mr. Worldwide Handsome, you got that?“, Jin shouts, trying to drown out the earsplitting noise of the blender. „I can’t take this anymore! Someone get me coffeeeeee!“, you whine, half laughing half crying into the empty cardboard box in your hands. „Oh, everybody, stop it already!“, Namjoon’s loud voice cuts through the boisterous laughter, the seven of you immediately falling silent. Instinctively you flinch, whirling around to where Namjoon is seated separately, by his own choice, at a safe distance from your regular spot by the counter. While the rest of you stare at him, flustered, he doesn’t even bother to look up from his bowl of rice porridge. „What?“, Taehyung is the first to break the silence, his face blank. „Aren’t we allowed to have fun anymore?“ „Have all the fun you want, but this —“, scowling, Namjoon gestures towards you and Jimin. „This is simply too much. You make me sick and I’m trying to have breakfast here, in case you didn’t notice. So tone it down, please. Thanks.“ „Yah, Namjoon, what’s your problem, man?“, Yoongi raises his voice for the first time this morning, barely lifting his head off of the kitchen counter where it’d been resting upon his arms, black hood pulled down low over his face, ever since you’d entered the kitchen, the rapper being as grumpy in the morning as usual. „Just leave them be already! You blew your chance with her, so get over it. Let y/n be as annoyingly happy as she possibly can to be and mind your own damn business. It’s too early for this bullshit.“ Shaking his head, Yoongi gets up and takes his Americano with him when he trots out of the kitchen, as you know him probably on his way to the common area to get in another short nap before the boys have to leave for practice. Alarmed, your gaze darts over to Jimin who stands frozen, his plump lips slightly parted, cheeks burning, with eyes like dinner plates. „Namjoon-hyung, I’m sorry if I offended you“, he stammers meekly. „I really didn’t mean to. We were just fooling around.“ „Yeah, sure“, Namjoon grumbles into his porridge, taking another spoonful, resentment written all over his features. You can’t help but merely stare at him in bewilderment, speechless at the fact that things have finally come so far that Namjoon, their thoughtful and caring leader, openly attacks one of his own members, his brothers. „Hey, Jimin, don’t apologize to him!“, Jungkook interjects, his eyes growing wide with anger. „You did nothing wrong! He’s the one being a jerk here. I’m sorry, Namjoon-hyung, for speaking so informally. But it’s true. You can’t just act like that towards Jimin. You hurt his feelings, can’t you see that?“ For the first time, Namjoon actually lifts his gaze to look up at Jimin who still remains awkwardly shifting his weight from one leg to the other, his rueful eyes cast down, fixed on the tips of his home slippers. „I’m sorry, Jimin. But all of this wouldn’t be a problem if y/n wouldn’t still be here.“ Now Namjoon turns in his seat towards you, his face bare of any expression as he speaks, his eyes, however, shooting sparks. „Y/n, I believe it’s about time you moved out. It’s been over a month already and you’re obviously much better now. Rumors will start spreading if you stay any longer, so you should leave as soon as possible.“ „You are not the one to decide if or when y/n has to leave!“, Jimin unhesitatingly answers in your place, his voice resonating with determination and retrieved confidence. „She is free to stay as long as she feels she needs to.“ „I second that“, Taehyung throws in. „I like having her around. She’s fun and she can cook.“ „Besides“, Jimin continues, protectively taking up position in between you and Namjoon, shielding you from the rappers fierce stare. „Y/n rented out her apartment to a transfer student for a whole other month. She can’t very well just kick the poor girl out without warning.“ „Oh, shut it!“, Namjoon shouts, banging his fist on the table, barely allowing Jimin to finish his last sentence. „You just want to keep her around so you can keep on messing around with each other! Isn’t that it? Oooh, sorry, was that a secret? Well, it isn’t anymore, is it?“ „Wow, Namjoon! Just — Wow!“, you gasp, incredulous, a dry laugh escaping your throat. „I never thought you’d stoop this low! Seriously. Stop behaving like a petulant child, will you!?“ Shaking his head, Namjoon gets up and storms passed you without so much as looking at you, his jaw clenched and chin protruding, violently bumping into Jimin’s shoulder as he passes him, the younger one, as a result, losing his balance and stumbling against the counter, its corner piercing into his ribs. Wincing in pain, Jimin grabs his side. „Are you alright?“, Jungkook calls out, already on his feet. „Is it bad, Jimin-ah?“, Jin asks, his voice resonating with concern, hurrying towards Jimin whose soft features are contorted by pain. Instantly, you’re by his side, the first to reach him, carefully feeling the injured area. „Is anything broken? Jimin, can you move your arm? Does it hurt when you breathe?“ Barely mustering a weak smile, Jimin shakes his head, nonetheless gritting his teeth as he draws a shaky breath. „Don’t worry, babe, I’m alright. The rib’s barely even bruised.“ In one smooth movement, he gently brushes away your hand and goes on to interlace his fingers with yours. A shiver runs down your spine as you realize that this is the very first time you get to openly display the true nature of your relationship. Alarmed, you look up at the others still huddled around you and Jimin, making eye contact with them one by one. However, to your astonishment, none of them seems to be surprised in the least. „What? You knew!? All of you?“ „Of course we did“, Jungkook smirks at you. „We’re not stupid, you know“, Hoseok adds, smiling brightly. „And we were happy for you all along“, Jin says, eyes gleaming. „I always knew the two of you were meant to be. It’s in your …“ He pauses, expectantly looking around, grinning broadly. „… DNA“, Jin finally blurts out the pun, bursting into laughter at his own wordplay. „Oh, seriously!?“, Taehyung rolls his eyes. „Sometimes you’re too much. If Suga-hyung were here, he’d have hit you.“ „I can make good for that later on!“, you can hear Yoongi faintly calling from the living room, his deadpan tone eliciting chuckles from the six of you. „So, you’re really okay, yeah?“, you get back on topic, once again sizing up Jimin who’s nestled against your side, his hands buried in the front pocket of your sweater. „I’m good, y/n, I was just a little shocked, that’s all. Don’t worry.“ „Well, you had every reason to be shocked. I’ve never seen Namjoon be like that with one of you before. What he did was not okay“, you conclude, gently freeing yourself from Jimin’s clingy hands. „I’m gonna go talk to him. After all, he wasn’t completely wrong. All this is commotion partly, or mainly, my fault.“ „Don’t say that, y/n. It’s not true“, Jimin counters, unsuccessfully trying to hold you back by your arm. „Yes, it is, Jimin. I have brought this upon myself and I have to deal with it. This incident has to be a one-time occurrence, and I’m gonna make sure of that. Just … let me handle this, alright?“ The five of them nod reluctantly and let you leave without further objecting. Soon, you find Namjoon in his room, getting ready to leave, just as you’d figured. Soundlessly, without knocking, you enter. „What you did just then wasn’t fair.“ Startled by the sound of your voice, he whirls around. „Ever heard of knocking!?“, Namjoon snaps at you, his tone harsh. „Sorry“, you mumble, chewing on your lower lip. „Old habit.“ He turns his back to you while going through a heap of clothes having accumulated by the end of his bed, over the course of days or weeks even, you assume, knowing him. You were always the one doing laundry. Namjoon would claim you were the only one who’d get the dosage of the fabric softener just right, that his sweaters would never be as soft or balmy when he’d wash them himself. You swallow hard, doing your best to push back yet another bittersweet memory of your shared past, your features hardening again as he finally turns around to face you. „What? What do you want, y/n? Haven’t you done enough already?“ „I don’t know. You tell me. What have I done exactly?“ „Oh, you know exactly what I’m referring to“, he scoffs, giving you a frosty look. „What? What did I do, Namjoon? Did I cheat on you? Did I rip your heart straight from your chest? Did I betray your trust? Did I trample on your love and commitment like it was nothing?“ Your voice echoes from the walls of his humble bedroom, its sound shrill, heavy with unshed tears and dinning with all the hurt and anger you’d kept locked away for far too long. For a few seconds, Namjoon only stares at you, blank-faced, his mouth agape, obviously at a loss for words. You’re almost ready to turn away and leave when he finally finds his voice again. „Did you ever even love me, y/n?“ „What!?“, you gasp, your jaw dropping and your eyes rounding in disbelief. „Are you being serious!?“ Namjoon simply shrugs. „Are a fucking idiot, or what!? Of course I loved you! I still love you! I always will, unfortunately. Why else do you think I’m here right now, screaming my head off when I could be having a nice and quiet bowl of Cheerios downstairs?“ You laugh bitterly, the dry sound getting painfully stuck somewhere deep down your throat. „Then how can you do this to me, y/n?“ All of a sudden, his tone is scarily calm. „How can you taunt me like this, knowing full well that you’re torturing me with every glance you exchange with Jimin, with every touch you share? And most importantly, how can you manipulate and knowingly hurt one of my closest friends, someone I deeply care about!?“ „I don’t know what you’re talking about“, you shrug your shoulders, hot red heat slowly creeping up your neck towards your cheeks. „Oh, yes, you do, y/n!“, Namjoon raises his voice at you once again, stepping closer, too, his tall figure now towering over you. Instinctively you back off, retreating until your back hits a bookshelf. „You know very well what I’m talking about, y/n. You’re no angel either“, he smirks, his brown eyes clouded by a darkness you’d never noticed in them before. „What you’re doing to Jimin, these little games you’re playing — That’s just wrong! I believed you were a good person, a decent human being, respectful of those around you, but it seems I was mistaken.“ Shaking his head with embitterment, his mouth set in a hard line, long arms crossed over his chest, Namjoon takes another step in your direction. „Okay. You seem to have made up your mind about me already. So, go on and tell me. What am I doing to Jimin in your opinion? What’s my game, huh?“ „I can see the way you look over at me whenever you touch him, you kiss him, you whisper sweet nothings into his ear. You’re only using him! To get back at me! Your feelings for him aren’t real, and you’re well aware of that! Admit it!“ „What if I can’t!?“ „Admit it, y/n! I wanna hear you say it!“ Involuntarily, you flinch under his shouts. „Let me hear you say that you’re a stone cold player! That you’re no better than me! That your feelings for Jimin aren’t real, never were and never will be!“ This is the first time you are truly afraid of Namjoon, the realization breaking your heart once again as you press your lips shut, determinedly shaking your head while doing your best to avoid his searing glare, your pulse racing. „We talked about this often enough, y/n, remember? Back in the beginning of our relationship, when I used to be jealous of him and your shared bond. You said you could and would never love him like you loved me, you could never see him that way, as a lover. You would never have romantic or sensual feelings for him. You swore, and I could see in your eyes that you believed the words you said. So stop this charade, already, y/n! Stop playing with Jimin’s heart! He doesn’t deserve this! Can’t you see that he truly loves you!? What you’re doing isn’t right! And what I did does not justify your actions! You disgust me, really.“ You can’t hold back another sharp laugh. „Oh, I do now?“ „Yes. I would’ve never imagined you stooping this low. I only ever thought the best of you, y/n. But it seems you tricked me, too.“ „Did I?“ Gnawing at your already sore lip, you fight back the unshed tears blurring the scenery before your eyes. „Is that really what you think of me? That I am disgusting? That I could actually be capable of doing something like that to Jimin? Do you honestly believe that, Namjoon?“ „Yes“, he responds without hesitating, his voice firm and lacking any hints of doubt. „And you would really leave all of these harsh words out there without taking even one of them back? You believe them to be the truth and nothing but the truth?“, you ask again, afraid of what Namjoon’s answer might be. „Oh, yes.“ „Then I guess that’s what they are. There’s no point in trying to convince you otherwise anyway.“ Shaking your head, burning hot tears finally running down your cheeks unchecked, you push past Namjoon and head for the door. „Is that actually an admission of guilt? Is there really some decency left in you?“ Shaken by stifled sobs you turn back to look at him one last time. „You make me sick, Namjoon. But I know I will always love you, nonetheless, and it hurts. It fucking hurts! Yet, what you just said hurts me infinitely more deeply than catching you in the act with that woman back then! It hurts even more than admitting we will never work again. It really hurts so much more than anything I’ve ever felt. The fact that you actually believe me to be the kind of person who could be so cruel —“ Your voice trails off. „What you said about me using Jimin — Maybe it was true in the beginning. Maybe I pondered the idea of using him for a second there … when I noticed the way you reacted to our casual interactions. I felt challenged. Challenged to make you feel what I felt. But I didn’t go through with it. When I kissed Jimin for the first time — It was like a revelation! I instantly knew that I needed him, that I’d needed him all along, that I was his and he was mine, because we were meant to be. I’m not playing with his heart, Namjoon. I could never do that to him, to anyone, really. I love Jimin. I truly do. And I can say this with all certainty. I love him, if you believe me or not. I always have.“ „Oh, yeah? Then why didn’t you choose him back then?“ „You know why“, you sigh, inclining your head, weary of this verbal ping-pong tournament. „I’m not sure, I do, though. How about you enlighten me, y/n? Why’d you even bother with me in the first place? Could’ve spared us all the trouble“, he scoffs, his cold words piercing your already aching heart like icy needles. „I’ve told you this before, Namjoon. You drew me in like a magnet back then. There was something about you that Jimin was missing, that I’d been searching for all along. Or so I’d believed. At first your charm, your mind, this certain kind of smooth roughness and depth to you, attracted me. But, yes, I grew to love you, just as I grew to love Jimin.“ „So you loved both of us?“ „Regrettably, yes“, you groan, evading his touch as Namjoon reaches out to put his hand on your shoulder. „Are we done here, Namjoon?“ „Just one more question“, he says, lowering his voice to a soft whisper, the sound of it making you uncomfortable, as he takes another step towards you. „Do you still love me, y/n?“ „Are you deaf, or what? Didn’t I make myself clear earlier? Yes, I —“ Before you can finish your argument you’re silenced by Namjoons lips on yours, kissing you urgently. For a second your weak body is ready to give in to the temptation, but your mind doesn’t stand for it, mental images of Jimin being unreeled before your inner eye like a film, memories of shared laughter and intimacy, echoing with whispered words of love and trust. Wide-eyed you push Namjoon off of you. „What the —“ A noise by the door lets you jolt around, the sight of Jimin’s pale face and the excruciating pain showing in his round eyes leading you to choke on your last words. „Jimin —“, you commence, but he has already turned on his heal, his hunched figure quickly disappearing into the dark corridor. „Shit!“, you call out, ramming your fist into the wall with such force the instant pain shooting up your arm makes you shudder. „Y/n —“ „No, Namjoon! Just — NO! What the hell were you thinking!? What was that!? Have you lost your mind? Did you see his face?“ With your uninjured hand, shaking, pressed to your mouth, stifling a gasp of pure exasperation, you turn to run after Jimin, hoping, pleading to whatever God may receive your prayers, that it’s not too late. That you will not have ruined everything. That you will not have lost them both for good this time.

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fionnmeetsharry · 7 years ago

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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEAAAAAAAAAASE DO A FIONN ONE WHERE Y/N IS A MAKEUP ARTIST ON SET AND SHE HAS TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS SCENES TO TOICH UP HIS MAKEUP EVERY TAKE AND HE LIKES HER BUT DOENAT SAY ANYTHING UNTIL SOMEONE TELLS HIM TO GO FOR IT OML I LOVE SHY FIONN CAN THIS PLEASE TAKE PLACE ON DUNKIRK

Artist & Actor••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Word count: 1690••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••“Tom sit still for goodness sakes, I swear you are worse than a dog”.

This was the 5th time you had scolded Tom in the last 30 minutes, he was severely sea sick so you were doing your best to add some color to his face.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I forget that you’re doing my makeup and well sometimes you just have to move”.

You stop what you’re doing to look at the only other person in the trailer with you and Tom. He’s a boy about your age with dark hair and soft looking pale skin. He had been staring at the two of you since you finally got Tom to sit in your chair. Tom didn’t understand why you had to “cake on” so much “stuff” as he put it.

“Tom, I’m almost done with your foundation then all I have to do is contour you”.

Toms eyes got big at the word he didn’t know, plus the fact that he had to sit in your chair for a bit longer. He was beginning to pout like a little boy.

“But Y/N, you’ve been doing this for hours”.

He said dramatically as your rolled your eyes and grabbed the bronzer.

“It’s been 35 minutes”. You said dryly now applying highlighter.

“Ok you’re done you can go”.

Tom quickly jumped out of the chair quickly running past you and slapping the brown haired boy on the butt as he passed.

Laughing the boy turned and faced you standing up a bit straighter, turning shy.

“Umm… you are Y/N, right?”

He must be one of yours, you were assigned to 3 people’s hair, makeup, and costumes. There were a total of 6 makeup, hair, and costume assistants on set, two of them being assigned to the main cast along with you and the other three all had to handle the extras.

“Uh yea, and what might your name be?”

Shyly smiling at you a small dimple popped in his cheek, making him impossibly cuter than before. You knew this was your job and you had to keep things professional, but it was getting difficult with how attractive the cast was.

“It’s Fionn, I think Um…I think I’m one of yours”.

Ok the whole cast was attractive, but this one, you already knew it would be hard to stay away from this one.

“Yes you are, along with Harry and Tom, but don’t let Tom scare you away from me, I’m not as bad as he made me out to be a few moments ago, he just really can’t sit still. It’s nice to meet you by the way Fionn”.

You held your hand out to shake his, the boy stretched his arm out to meet your hand, but his eyes were looking everywhere but at you.

“Well let’s get started shall we. Today I’m just going to apply some basic foundation and that’s all … looks like you have pretty good skin so you don’t need much”.

Fionn took a seat in your chair while you pulled out a new clean beauty blender and the foundation. You placed about a nickel size drop into your metal bowl and wet your beauty blender before dipping it in, then lightly bouncing the sponge off of his soft skin, making sure to get full coverage. “Actually looks like you have Freckles, they fit well with your features, I like them, especially with your dark hair and hazel eyes”.

You didn’t know why you were telling him this, but it was like you couldn’t stop yourself. It was true though, and he was beautiful.

“You know you don’t talk nearly as much as Tom does, kinda refreshing actually, although you do have a nice voice, calm and deep”.

You suddenly stop applying the makeup. Had you really said that? It was true but he didn’t need to know how you felt about the voice you’ve only heard twice or his skin.

You can see his cheeks have turned bright red, bright enough to show through your work. Great, now you were both flustered. As the heat in your cheeks remained you quickly cleared your throat and started on his hair.

“So…um, I’ll just be adding a bit of Oil to your hair, to give it the effect that it hasn’t been washed in a while and then you’re done”. Please, please, please don’t let him have soft hair too or you may melt into a puddle right there. Sliding your fingers through his dark hair you had to bite your tongue, because just as suspected, it was indeed soft, perfect actually.

His eyes met yours in the mirror,

“Already? But, it took you at least 45 minutes on Tom”.

Fionn looked back at the ground like he previously was. He didn’t mean to make it seem like he wanted to be in there with you longer than necessary, but he did.

“Well that’s because you’re good and sit in you’re seat while I work. You don’t wiggle the whole time and ask if I’m done yet like you’re 5”.

He chuckled, it was true though, Ton did do all of those things, Fionn should know he was standing there.

Fionn ended up in the makeup trailer 45 minutes early because he was mesmerized by the gorgeous girl he had seen on set previously that day. She had the most beautiful and unique look about her from her hair to her skin.

Fionn hadn’t even realized that you had finished his hair because he was so caught up in daydreaming. He was staring the whole time, but you were too busy to notice.

“Alright, you’re done for now but I will be with you, Harry, and Tom throughout the day for touch ups”.

Fionn smirked at you, fiddling with the shirt tail of his uniform.

“You mean I have to share you…can’t just have you all to myself?”

“No unfortunately not. Trust me, you’re the best out of the bunch, would much rather just have you”.

“Ay love, that’s not very nice”.

Harry entered the trailer with only half his uniform on and a goofy but charming smirk.

“Harry what happened to your two shirts and your jacket?”

“Ummm well, the first shirt you see I accidentally got it caught on something when I fell and it tore, and the second, I’m not sure really. Honestly I was just tired of wearing a shirt, took it off somewhere, but I don’t remember where”.

Rolling you’re eyes, you feel like you’re babysitting with the way Harry loses things, and Tim can’t sit still.

“Ok…ok, I’ll go find you some new shirts, but when I get back your butt had better be in that chair and ready for me to cover your tattoos and do your hair”.

“Yes ma’am”.

Harry saluted you as he sat down swiftly. Walking off to the back to retrieve him more clothes, you began to massage your temples, mumbling to yourself,

“God this is going to be a long month”.

But you couldn’t help to think that maybe Fionn would make it just a little more bearable.

“Ay mate I see you came back here to make a move after this morning. Let me guess, love at first sight”.

Fionn was just about done tying his shoes as Harry asked the question. Harry and Fionn were close, they’re always together on set, so of course Harry knows of the gorgeous girl from this morning.

“Shut up Harry she could hear you”.

Harry sat up a bit more in his chair, surprised that Fionn hadn’t made a move yet.

“C’mon mate, you have to do something, can’t just sit around all bloody month just staring. At least make conversation with her, compliment her or something”.

You arrived back in the room with two new shirts for Harry.

“Here, and try to be less clumsy and forgetful please, were running out of your size”.

Harry playfully rolled his eyes at you and kicked Fionn, signaling him to make a move.

“Uh so Y/N, how long have you been doing this?”

You were a bit stunned at the random question, but he asked it so sweetly and with his lovely voice that you didn’t question it.

Harry on the other hand, looked up at Fionn with disgust at his terrible attempt at flirting, laying his head in his hand.

“ This is actually my first movie, but I’ve been doing makeup since I was 13”.

“Me too! I…I mean this is my first movie too, not that I have been doing make up since I was 13… cause I haven't… done makeup, ever actually”.

You could see how flustered he was getting. God he was cute when he was flustered.

This whole conversation pained Harry even more than before, but he could tell you liked Fionn too. You were smiling and being too polite. You were flirting.

“Yea I knew what you meant”.

The two of you laughed while you began pulling out what you needed for Harry.

“Well I guess I better head to set, it was nice meeting you Y/N”.

“Likewise”.

After Fionn was gone Harry just kept staring at you like he knew something you didn’t.

“What?”

“Oh nothing, just that you two are going to end up married with children and I get to say that I witnessed your relationship from the beginning”.

Was it that obvious that you liked him? It doesn’t matter because this is a job, and you already promised yourself you would keep this professional.

“Y/N, it’s ok, I know about your stupid professional rule, but I think love is worth breaking rules over”.

You were now working on covering his many tattoos, and also trying to avoid eye contact. Harry was right, but it didn’t help that he was your best friend and knew everything yuh were thinking.

“So what, it’s just a crush, I’ll get over it”.

“S’not just a crush love, he’s got feelings too, and im going to get the two of you together so I can add some more godchildren to my list”.

THERE WILL BE MULTIPLE PARTS TO THIS!!💙

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tumblunni · 8 years ago

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uuuuugh i hate going back onto my antidepressants after a short absence we had a miscalculation about the dates i could pickup my next batch from the doctor, so i was without meds for five days its annoying that even just five days is enough for me to get the first time symptoms again every time i start a new serotonin enabler mediciney thing its always a few days of feeling really really vomity and i cant even throw up to relieve the awfulness cos i need to keep the damn pill swallowed usually i just hope im lucky enough to be tired enough to take a short nap right after swallowing the pill, and that the side effects wear off before i wake up I think maybe its a little less bad with a just five days absence tho? I was feeling REALLY pukey yesterday but now its just a mild stomach urk a few hours after taking the pill. Hope it doesnt get worse! but lol it was bad timing yesterday cos i ate like a whole tin of applesauce right after taking my meds but now i havent eaten anything at all and i still feel sick, so probably it doesnt even matter lol

oh but I had fun buying some new clothes for the first time in a year! I feel bad that now I’ve spent £200 of this big money savings, but i got some good essentials that I;ve been putting off for a while and only splurged slightly on one or two cute shirts. I have a big ol stock of plain black trousers and socks again, woo! And one tye dye floral pattern shorts thingy, and a ruffled blouse that looked nice. i wanna try and become more comfortable again with wearing traditionally ‘feminine’ clothes. like.. before i knew i was trans i just knew that i wasnt female and wasnt male felt like nobody would believe me unless i proved i was male at least, cos there ‘wasnt any other option’. Even now i kinda feel like whenever i wear anything stereotypically associated with my birth gender I’m somehow not nonbinary after all and I was just lying... so yeah i bought a few pink and floral pattern type summer blouses and i wanna try and incorporate them into my style. I dont have to be a man to not be a woman, and honestly the gendering of clothes is complete bullshit anyway. I shall prove my binary defying status by wearing both instead of neither! (or instead of like.. one side, just the one i’m least often mistaken for... i dunno how that logic was meant to work..) Also stereotypical ‘male’ clothes are so limited and devoid of joy in my local shops. Its all fuckin ‘just wear a suit everywhere forever, casualwear doesnt exist and nothing can be anything but white and grey’. I’d like to hope that even cis men and women buy from the other gender’s shops every now and again, the gender division here is just SO WRONG that it must be hell for anyone who has even the slightest deviation from The One Societally Correct Fashion Sense. Please don;t limit yourself, guys, wear what you want and fuck anyone who makes fun of you! It must be a terrible life to force yourself to follow stereotypes 24/7, not everyone is lucky enough to just coincidentally coincide with those stereotypes. (Tho also, nothing against those people! none of this ‘overly feminine stereotypes are limiting thus no woman is ever allowed to wear high heels or like pink’) ... ANYWAY in conclusion before i started rambling: i bought some furniture and some clothes and i’m excited cos they’ll be delivered tomorrow. And I’ll have a nice big new mirror to try on the clothes, and try and feel better about my appearance. I usually have so little money that i just stick with one set of clothes i wear every day for a year, that i got in a second hand store or something, until it actually breaks and thats the only time i’ll buy a new shirt. I tried buying two undertale shirts and a pokemon hat last year and it made me feel way more confident just to know i’m wearing something I actually enjoy, so im happy now i could afford one small self indulgent shop for some nice summerwear. ^_^ Plus, of course, now i have my binder so I’m way more confident! I’m still not sure if I’ll be comfortable wearing this low necked ruffled blouse, cos people could see my binder strings and i mean its not easily mistaken for a bra. So maybe I can make it work if I wear another layer of blouse underneath in a nice colour. Tho probably yeah, gender stereotypes and all, i’d get tagged as a woman just for wearing the blouse at all, even when I’m binding *shrug*

oh and also i bought a new large trash can which is nice make the place a bit more organized than just having a bag hanging out in the corner to dump all my crud in they had some more fancy ones with flip top lids and stuff but i just went for the cheapest one cos id already spent too much on the rest

oh and also a new blender! i still feel REALLY BAD that i made the one luxury purchase of a blender last year but it was the wrong size so i completely wasted my money. ive still been trying to make smoothies like 100ml at a time in this tiny garlic grinder thing XD but this was on sale so now i can finally have a blender sized blender of juice and soups! YAAAAAY!! im gonna eat the more healthy! im gonna use up these 24 cans of tomatos that’re sitting on the desk for a year! why did i not check the blender before i bought those!

#bunni original vintage post

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xordvalley · 4 years ago

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aa.. it’s a bit late but xenoblade de’s anniversary was yesterday..!! even tho i don’t have any new art (<-- too busy playing new pokemon snap) i still wanted to dump some pure, incoherent thoughts about my journey with it and why i love it below... it’s kinda a mess tbh so it’s under a read more ^^;;

(warning! this is long and contains xb1+fc and 2 spoilers)

where to begin... i was beyond excited when i was watching the direct that i started actually crying (i heard im not the only one!) when i heard the intro’s piano notes play over makna falls T_T and with other trailers we got that shot of alvis with his new necklace that confirms him as the third aegis which is cool! siblings confirmed :] the entire timeline had the same alvis pfp for a few days lmao.

that also reminds me of the multiple times that the japanese account started posting renders of the party members + dickson, mumkhar, and alvis, and since they’re in well. japan. me and many others stayed up until like 4-5 am since they would release one every hour T_T i was so tired but i was so hyped up all night asdkljfh

oh yea! i actually got my copy on the 28th!? i remember i planned on playing some tennis that day with my friends but when it came in early i wanted to start it right then lmao (there was no hard feelings btw! they are #gamers so they understood and said it was fine to hang out later) im pretty sure i played it straight through throughout the whole week.... there might of been one day near the end that i was kinda slowing down for but overall it took me less time to beat since due to the new quest tracking thing (thank goodness! it’s the best feature that they added tbh)

the models are very pretty!! im one of those weirdos who still love the original models, but overall i think i do like these a little more (i won’t go on a tangent but there’s a lot of ppl who think the original ones look Actually Disgusting no exaggeration like. cmon) a different tangent, but i even got my hands on some of the models at some point and got to practice blender a bunch :) i was wishing they would add tears to de but they didn’t, which was disappointing but it’s not the end of the world ig. also no new meyneth render or a zanza render at all please guys im begging

aaaa what else...... oh yea i actually crashed the game during the final boss! if im remembering correctly, i died to zanza, then tried changing the time to day (just to see if the skills would make any difference..) then it crashed! it was actually rlly funny, i didn’t actually care that i had to redo some stuff ^^;;

future connected!! as with other stuff, i tried not to get my hopes up that it would be some big connection to 2 or something, and yea! it was a perfectly average sorta story and didn’t connect to 2.. i kno there are some theories about the fog king but no confirmed ones lol .. i was curious abt gael’gar from the glimpse of him we got in a trailer, but he ended up not being that interesting lol. him jumping off a cliff at the end was. interesting. but there’s something in the back of my mind saying “he’s not dead” and well. i guess we’ll see. i at least like his design tho! overall i really liked fc for the music and also they seemed to put a lot of effort into the cutscenes which i really appreciated. also i love kino nene and the ponspectors i adore them more than you can ever imagine

and finally (?) i started a 100% playthru sometime after finishing everything, but only got to the beginning of eryth sea before taking a break T_T i’d love to pick it back up one day to finish...

i think that’s all ! im not sure if anyone will read this far but thanks..!! this was really just a huge thought dump and doesn’t really explain what i said i was gonna do, but in a way it does (?) cause i love it enough that i put so much time into it _(:3」∠)_ idk what to say now... go play new pokemon snap it’s a lot of fun goodnight!!!!

#xenoblade chronicles #xenoblade spoilers

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1nkyl0re · 7 years ago

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ENTRY #0 - 2/20/2018

Around 12:oo pm or at least im assuming.

I started to write out a goal plan. Something to try to stick to for a time. I don’t know why i did this, my life if full of misfortunes, that i alone don’t bother to haggle with. Im not one to complain about how unfair things are. I simple accept that its my fault.

Money stolen … my fault

Being scammed despite not having money to scam for…. My fault.

Being tried for threatening a teacher despite the teacher not being in the room at the time … MY FAULT ! !

You get the picture, yea?

Anyhow i started planning it out into phases. But not the whole thing, just some of it to get started you know, starting at phase#0.

And i know that sounds weird because who starts a phase at zero, but this is me were talking about.

Anyway about time i finish i go to bed at like 1:56 pm. No doubt i was going to be stupid tired in the morning or worst falling asleep in school or so i assumed.

Phase zero was to commence tomorrow. You probably wonder what it was, basically i’m going to make sure that my media is cleared of or on break to be sure i don’t get distracted. Even though there’s really no point but i guess i just want to fill obligated like a secretary or something… that’s a girl thing right? Or can a guy be one too, what do they even do anyway, never mind i'm getting off track. Aside from that first thing, im also to keep track using a journal like i'm doing right now. Better digital then something that can get lost…

I woke up around 6:00 am… i wanted to wait 7:24 am so i can get my shit and go but i eventually got bored and just got out of bed, a shame really. I tried to pass the time walked around, had me 2 cup, 3 cups,4 cups of tea… maybe five.

And had me some pretzels filled with sourdough, i prefer the ones with cheese. Then i went back to my room trying to organize my desktop. And only then did the alarm go off. So then i got my stuff.

My 2 laptops, pencils, my bag and a pair of scissors and not for the reason you think… i mean i wasn’t planning on stabbing anyone…

YET

Anyway i headed out walking to the stop, bus is already there but waits patiently this time around. My brother didn’t make it oddly enough. I closed my eyes, but not like sleeping more like meditating. I opened my eyes just around the time when the bus pulled into the school lot, doing such a thing could mean something but im not completely sure.

Getting off the bus i headed inside for some breakfast. Breakfast pizza and chocolate milk. The pizza basically had everything except the sauce, so bread, cheese, and sausage but no sauce, a lot of people say that chocolate milk is just spoiled milk but with sugar added.

It sounded bad at first until i learned you can drink spoiled milk without getting sick.

I learned from a show called “adam ruins everything” yes you know the one. Apparently the expiration date tells you not when things spoil but when the company thinks it would be best to eat. Also it turns out that there are no government regulations that have to do this they just simply do it.

Back to the task at hand first period was physical science. I ate my pizza on the way there and had my milk in class. Im not sure what we were suppose to be doing i wasn’t paying attention,

I started puting my phase into action but of corse i wasn’t going to wast my time with a bunch of media because im not popular like that, not even on instagram where i have 70 followers.

I started by saying that everything would be on hold and that i would do a journal in addition but i got lazy halfway and just said i was doing a journal. I did this for

Wattpad, penana,youtube, deviantart, tumblr and facebook

Afterwards i started my jornal, aside from this i was picked to create two contest and i still have to see the end result im going to enter it, because there is no way that i am missing the chance to earn a potential 30 points. Probably like 30 cents in real world currency but it's worth it.

Anyway i kept writing and avoided doing any work in class. The teacher was pleased that i stayed awake but not so much that work didn’t get done. I told him that i’d do it next time, that was the plan after all. Today i had decided today would be a day i wouldn’t do work.

Anyway fasting forward i went to my next class i guess you could call it business management. But again i wasn’t working today. But the teacher knows that its typical of me to not doing work, but she still checks on me at least once. I told her that i wasn’t doing any work today in exchange for my plan to get my shit together and that was the end of it. Class soon ended.

The day was now halfway over. I only have four classes a day but the time is extended. Recently we had a two day break so today is actually wednesday. We have A days and B days on certain days we go to certain classes so its kind of like this:

M,T,W,TH,F = A,B,A,B,A OR A,B,A,B,B

You get it yea? No?

Well i can’t help you there.

Anyway next class.

The next class was U.S. history. The teacher was… well i don’t recall his name but i think he had a jamaican accent and could speak some weird language i couldn’t identify it, maybe russian, i'm not sure. I think we’re talking about the great depression or something at this point i’ve finally caught up with my writing. And I’m probably going to be writing threw the whole day like this.

The time is currently 11:38:45

We’re suppose to be reading something from the book I’m not sure but bookwork is kind of beneath me so i don’t really bother with it. A friend of mine is in this class called dimond i don’t think that’s her real name but whatever, she’s really smart but allurgic to alot of food like ketchup or so i think…

We started watching a video on the great depression. Im starting to get the picture that the great depression is not about depression but about going broke. The lunch bell rang but it wasn’t for my class…

Im starting to get hungry hopefully we’ll be going soon…

Its lunch time, we headed out at : 12:13 pm

For lunch i had pizza and fries, but no one likes the pizza because of the dough its made with plus the pizza doesn’t seem to have enough sauce along with it i had two milks, after i finished i went to the bathroom to take a leak, a found a bottle or paint and decided i could make use of it before i thought about pouring it down the toilet to clog it. But paint desolves in water so i didn’t think it would work maybe i can draw pentagrams in the bathroom stall or something, along with a phone number from a hooker saying “ call for a good time” fuck i don’t know.

Oddly enough just as i planned on not doing anywork i ended up doing work and now, well I’m done now and it looks like were going to leave any moments now it’s now 1:03 pm.

Next class will be spanish but i don’t do language classes, they’re a waste of time for me really. A free time class really. Then after that we go home. I downloaded the blender application with is for making 3d things so i’ll probably mess around with that for a bit.

I reckon i should ended here…

Well there goes the bell

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420710ge-blog · 7 years ago

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my first entry

all of these entries will be more or less stream of consciousness

Im watching queer eye. SO I felt like writing a blog and starting a blog bc im emotional and severely depressed. ( if the fab 5 could re vamp me and my life omg)

I'm trying to grasp this concept that i am 28 years old

and i STILL have no idea who the fuck I am or what the fuck am i gonna do.

what i do know is I am a single. I am straight-ish haha (no one is straight these days eff lables and gender norms) I live in a basement. The neighborhood I live in isnt the best in my opinion for me. I know I enjoy cities and hustle and bustle and noise. this area is not where i want to spend a long period of time in. I have my drivers license but dont have a car. I'm on a fixed income. I am very very poor. I've been struggling with money my whole life. My mother was struggling with money and work my whole childhood ive come to learn. i feel like my mom maybe didn't give me all the right tools i needed to make it in this world.

I'm not a good cook, but i enjoy cooking and wish I was good. I eat very unhealthy. I dont know how to shop for groceries or clothes. i eat fast food,microwaves meals and snacks, cheese and crackers, cereal, deli sandwhiches, pb & j, fruit snacks, ice tea, juice and water. (thats basically it unless i go out to eat which is bad bc i have no money for it.)

i cannot grasp the concept of money i dont know how to budget or balance a check book or keep track of spending. i need to put money a side and save and i just cant seem to do it. The money is always being used. i feel like im always in debt or owing money that i never get in front of this wave to start earning actual income every dollar i make is always spoken for and the $1 to 80 dollars that i actually get left over is for cleaning supplies hair products medication condoms tampons pads basically things i need. and im honest in saying i do spend money on food and great craft beer bc its my way of treating myself for actually making a payment or actually getting out of bed, for going hungry for a few days or for having a good mental health day.

My hobbies include filling out job applications, fighting with doctors and secretaries, bill collectors debt collect companies and creditors, watching youtube videos, vloggers and youtubers on my phone and my freinds old old laptop the basement has pretty difficult internet connection and it is freezing cold but other than that its nice it works its a place to sleep and shelter, other hobbies are watching movies and tv, and lastly SLEEP. i sleep 10-14 hours most days or i go 2 days without sleep. i am always over sleeping or i just cant turn my brain and stress and anxiety off just to shut my eyes and sleep. I almost never talk with friends or see other people or go out and hang with friends. the only times i do go out is if someone offers to pay for me or otherwise i cant.

i am addicted to social media. i cant go for more than 15 seconds without checking instrgram or snap chat or youtube or facebook. i can easily spend 11 hours going back and forth between those 4 sites. it is very bad for my mental health and its stunted my success bc i cant help but compare myself. and its vicious negative cycle that i cant seem to break.

i have to walk or use uber or lyft or public transit to get around which gets very expensive over time. walking and being out waiting for the bus or train is very triggering for my mental health. People who are fortunate to have the luxury to own or lease a car please realize the people who cannot afford a car or cannot drive for whatever reason are not second class citizens. People and humans are very nasty and rude and more terrible than youd imagine. having to walk everywhere and be in with the public as much as i have turns you into a cynical abrasive aggresive hateful and rageful person. for example a few weeks ago a car turned on the street that i was walking on and the walk sign was lit and he had a yellow switching to a red, her turned quickly to beat the light that he didnt see me or the walk sign and was inches away from me so i ran after his car and punched the shit out of the passenger window. i spazed out like that bc i had a week of walking in the freezing cold (and living in a super cold place) being rained on and splashed by the puddles being ran thru by cars, teenagers on busses making fun of me throwing things at me, people in cars yelling shit at me and the others standing at a bus bc we dont have a car and we have to wait in the cold assuming that we were all bums or homeless.

I am not happy or passionate about things i use to be obsessed with. I grew up loving comedy. stand up sketch improv.

i use to perform. i would go see it all the time it meant the world to me it is what i wanted t0 do with my life.

but now I dont and i think its was stupid. and a waste of time. same with college it was a waste of time and money to get a degree in something i have no passion about anymore. and a degree in something in which there are no jobs for you.it was terrible decision i made. one of the billions of terrible decisions i ahve made in my life

I have zero self confidence and i barely care what my appearance looks like anymore. i glance in mirrors but never really look at myself. I dont look people in the eyes anymore. I think so hard about what i am saying for i say that it comes out more often that not weird or incorrect bc i am so worried about what others are thinking about me so then that leads to me getting made fun of for how i talk or how i say things. I am always the butt of my friends jokes im always being poked fun at or pranked or messed with.

I dress like 15 year old skate kid. i have nothing that is appropriate for like an office or an audition or job interview or business meeting or family event or a formal event or cocktail party. i dont know how to dress for my age or for my gender.

I am super lazy and messy but i have been working on it.

i use cannabis recreationally not everyday but definitely multiple times a week. when i can afford it. it helps clear my head and use the same way a person uses a nice glass of wine at the end of a long day. i dont think its wrong or inhibiting me as a person. sometimes it even helps with motivation and helps get me out of a depressive funk.

I am severely depressed and have an anxiety disorder.

I over think about everything. i make plans and lists for every scenario that i am going to encounter on a daily basis its almost obsessive. my train of thought before entering a conversation with anyone is “do not say anything weird dont look at them for to long, dont fidget, omg what are they thining about when they are looking at me, am i ugly and i coming off as weird or immature or nervous.”

I lost alot of very important people in my life bc of death or from people and friends and family just cutting me off and people to live the rest of their lives without me. it makes me judge and hate everyone.

I am constantly worried that i am gonna become homeless live on the streets and become a junkie. I actually think about this so so so much. i actually shocked from what i have been thru that i havent become a junkie yet.

I dont want what most white women in their late twenties want and crave. i dont relate or most girls in my age range. its hard for me to find things in common with my peers.

I dont want to buy or own a house. renting forever is fine by me

I do want to buy and own a car preferably a truck but a small suv could work too.

I dont want a family. I dont want children my own or adoptive. I dont want to live in the suburbs or in a neighborhood with tons or old people and families.

i dont want marriage i think its problematic and dumb thing to subject yourself to.

i enjoy soccer and skateboarding and true crime movies and tv shows and horror movies and tv shows.i like some funny things but its selective. i love the sims.

i want to try out living in other states in the us and maybe even try living in the uk.

if i was rich i would want 2 small apartments in central city locations on both coasts of the us one on one and one on the other. and ill use my money to travel. i am craving to travel so badly its all i have been thinking about lately. but again no funds

i want to meet someone who just totally sweeps me off my feet. somone who knows how to be a real man and real boyfriend im tired iof these boys i need a guy who calls me out on my bs, gives constructive criticism, incredibly supportive and KIND. i want our respectfulness to be at an 100%. i want to feel worshipped and adored. i want them to be succesful and be able to bring me up and boost me forward. great listener. not sleepy or annoyed very easily. insane dark weird goofy sense of humor. id love them to be outgoing and be able to command a room and be comfortable around people new and old. great sex and adventures. currently im giving my ex a chance and its prolly a terrible idea.

i want a makeover i want to learn how to dress myself correctly and figure what my style is, make money and keep money, how to cook, how to skateboard, how to surf, how to take care of my skin and my hair. I want to learn how to work out where i wont make my current ailments and injuries and medical issues flare up and put me out of business for few days. id like to have toned arms back shoulders and legs and to not be winded dont everyday tasks.

if i had to make a dream cocktail. and the final result would be the new me i would throw in the blender: confidence of a drag queen, the wit and sharp tongue of joan rivers, the comedic timing of sean hayes, riley reids sex skills, the intelligence and maturity of michelle obama, pinks hair and singing skills, kat dennings body and dgaf attitude. that would be the perfect me in my eyes.

I want to make everyone proud of me. and I want to be proud of myself.

idk what this was but its on the internet

-GE

#selfhelp #depression #anxiety #stress #comparing #addiction #social media #i wanna get better

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