#but im just listening to the fucking washing machine which is on the other side of the wall from my head :)
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wisconsindean · 2 days ago
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do not look at this i’m just gonna be throwing a fit in the tags and i need to feel like its going somewhere
#look. i love my roommate. p much my best friend. i am also this close to fucking killing them dead#the way they live. stresses me out#like i work 40 hours a week. 4 10 hour days. in the medical field#she works like… 16 hours a week. 4 4 hour days. basically babysitting#doing crafts and watching children in an after school program#so tell me why the fuck i’m doing like 95% of the work around the apartment#and shes stressing me out rn in particular cause the hours she works are like. 2-6 pm#and when i’m off work i dont see her wake up/come out of her room until like 1#but the thing is. is that instead of doing things she needs to do before going to work#shes decided to do her laundry after she gets home#so its 10pm and im trying to go to bed so i can go to work in the morning#but im just listening to the fucking washing machine which is on the other side of the wall from my head :)#bestie :) do you have thoughts :) in your head :) ever#and she barely does her dishes she never takes out the trash#she leaves food in the fridge and pantry for way too long and instead of eating stuff she has she just buys more stuff#shes so messy her shit is everywhere and shes like boarderline a hoarder actually#girl you have enough stuff. its time to stop i think#she does not think before she buys anything#she loves vintage/antique things#and she basically just sees something and goes ‘i like that’ and buys it#without thinking if she actually needs it or is gonna use it#i swear 90% of the time shes forgotten that she bought anything by the next day#its just abandoned somewhere among her stuff#im like girl. im begging you to try and get a normal sleep schedule so you can be up and doing adult things during the day#bc i pay for half this apartment and im about to bite you#and she doesnt seem to understand why i want to sleep at night#it like. confuses her#she tries to get me to watch like three movies in a row with her after work and when im like okay i need to go to bed she actually like#pouts at me#and ik from experience if i dont sleep enough i get really mean and dysfunctional. so
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snknmda · 3 years ago
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dazai x jouno relationship hcs sfw and nsfw plss -v-
anon:
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(n)sfw dazai x jouno headcanons!
18+ minors dni!
tags: fluff, light-hearted angst, heavy NSFW, mentions of kinks: deprivation, light bondage, overstimulation, semi-public sex (ment.)
SFW:
i've been meaning to write this shit down for AGES so that being said: dazai has actively ruined both of their sleep schedules
like jouno seems like the type to be very punctual so he probably has an idea of a certain time he should be in bed so he doesn't tire himself at work next morning
jouno is the chef between them and has taken the responsibility to make breakfast/lunch/dinner for both of them
always complains about dazai being a freeloader but it's all jokes since dazai helps out with the dishes
he hasn't and never will say it, but making sure dazai eats at least 2 meals a day is his way of showing he cares
has put dazai in the habit of at least making his bed in the morning so he doesn't have to come home to a dishevelled room
after explicit instructions, dazai figured out that throwing every article clothing in the washing machine at the same time does indeed have its consequences (jounos pristine white shirt was stained pink after a rather tragic attempt from dazai trying to take charge in chores)
has definitely made jouno do his paperwork for him at some point
makes jouno pay for everything
they have a liquor cabinet
neither of them fucking drive and it's such a pain in the ass when dazai holds jounos hand so he can't transform into a cloud and move faster and ditch his bf that he pretends he doesn't know in public
dazai has stated he finds it invasive when jouno listens in on his heartbeat to read his mood, which has gone two ways: 1) he completely stopped his heart once to give jouno a heart attack and 2) has made his heart beat to We Will Rock You to piss him off
but on a fluffier note, doing so has helped jouno help dazai through particularly depressing days in which he didn't even have the strength to lift his chopsticks to his mouth to eat :(
in that case, he either gives dazai space if needed or just holds him against himself till he falls asleep (or a spa day)
AND!!! dazai doesn't wear his bandages around him cause what's the fucking point
was a pleasant surprise for jouno when he found out though 😳
listen— jouno can be very soft when he wants to be but because dazai is such an ass about it he rarely lets that side show 😔
neither of them know how the fuck they ended up in a relationship but here they are and jouno just has to make sure dazai doesn't manage to get himself killed or whatever
dazai enjoys the feeling of being pampered nobody can fucking convince me otherwise
dazai's clothes don't fit jouno but jouno's clothes are rather comfortable to sleep in since he has more muscle mass
have threatened a passerby at least once for no other reason than for the fuck of it
let's just say jouno visiting the agency isn't the most wholesome experience (even if they're wondering why the fuck a hunting dog unit is delivering dazai his lunch)
between them, I'd say dazai is more affectionate and openly teases jouno about how "ticklish" he is around his neck 😳
dazai has washed his nuts with jounos shampoo im sorry ABDJSKD
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theyre both switches. there. i said it.
jouno has a sensory deprivation kink AND a light–moderate bondage kink (uses dazais bandages and dazai has to wonder just WHERE this man learnt to tie a knot like THAT)
^ took a huge amount of trust from dazai to ease into a position where he's nothing but vulnerable to jounos touch so jouno makes sure to treasure it 🥺
jouno loves edging dazai and hearing the sounds he makes when he's close only to snatch his relief away just so he could keep hearing that sound jouno u fucking asshole
has a thing for marking him, even if he can't see what he's done— he can definitely hear and feel it!
is a hair-puller 10/10
also has a mean degradation kink: "look at how desperate you are for me to fuck you." "you pathetic little thing, begging for me to let you come." etc. BUT is so fucking somft mumbling praises in dazais ear after they're done like he's the best thing in the world
does exceptional aftercare and dazai has made sure to use jounos kindness to the fullest as he should
when dazai tops, he makes sure he can get a view of jouno's face no matter what position so he can narrate just how good the man looks when taking him
with that, i raise u this: jouno has a praise kink (we all saw that coming)
a personal favorite position of theirs in this case is jounos back against dazai's chest, one of dazais hand around jounos throat and the other roaming his body— 😳
dazai knows exactly where to touch jouno and how to do it and just what kind of reaction it might elicit
his favorite place to kiss jouno is on his neck
loves running his hands through jounos tamer, silkier hair
where jouno loves edging dazai, dazai loves overstimming jouno!!!
call him a sadist but because jouno is sensitive, he finds a twisted pleasure in making the man cry
i mean cmon we all wanna see jouno getting fucked to tears
but also does amazing aftercare 🥺
makes sure to clean jouno up and hydrate and holds him close as he comes down from his many highs
if they're both in on it, they wouldn't a little semi-public sex 😳 e.g: in a closet, in a bathroom stall, a deserted room etc (something about forcing themselves to be quiet and getting caught thrills them)
jouno can hide his limp better than dazai
both of them are up and ready to fuck at any time of the day (well almost any day)
dazai has better stamina between them even if jounos own stamina isn't less than impressive 😔
definitely got carried away with this but i loved writing it so thank u for requesting it! 😭
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loeyluvr · 5 years ago
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Guilt
Pairing: Choi San x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of hospitals, being in a coma, arguing, and anxiety/panic!
Word Count: 2.5k+
Type: fluff? and angst
Note: This is my first au so go easy on me <3 and definitely let me know if you like this one or if you have any requests !!!
Prompt: You were in a coma but you couldn’t remember how you got there, the only sense of normality being the lingering presence of your boyfriend San who was hell bent on sticking with you.
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The only thing you could remember was the sickening impact of your head meeting with the pavement. The way you lost all control of your senses and with such a blunt force. It was quick, and for a moment you wondered if it had even happened, if it was just a dream, but the throbbing at the back of your head said otherwise. It was pitch black, the only sound you could make out was the rhymitic beeping of a what you believed to be a machine beside you. You felt the cold of a fabric enveloping you, coming to the quick realization you were in a bed. Your attention turned to the beeping beside you as it was steady and never faltering giving you something to focus on that wasn’t the dark that seemed to stare back at you. You attempted to open your eyes but couldn’t. A slight panic began to rise in your chest as you attempted to open them again expecting a different outcome yet receiving the same. Your breathing increased and so did the beeps of the machine beside you, you felt sweat forming at your brow as you a sinking feeling began to churn in your stomach. You didn’t know what to do as you couldn’t move or open your eyes, feeling trapped. You didn’t have much time to figure out much more for yourself before you heard a door swing open followed by the squeak of footsteps rounding the foot of the bed you were in. You felt whoever they belonged to, press something against your chest, assuming it to be a stethoscope, as you felt the cold of the metal through the fabric of your top. You heard a voice carry through your head, it sounded like an echo bouncing in an empty room. You concentrated on making it out, it didn’t take long as you began to catch on, hanging onto each syllable.
“Y/n, it’s your doctor, my name is doctor Hill, I know there’s a high chance you can hear me, so if you can please listen carefully, you’re currently in a coma, three days in, i’m going to need you to take deep breaths and concentrate on your heartbeat and following it’s pattern, I know you’re scared but please trust me.” You began to follow the instructions, knowing you had no other option, as you drowned out the voice by only following your heartbeat, realizing you could only do one or the other and within moments the panic you felt incased in was gone almost as quickly than it had come. You began to breathe in and out at a normal pace, prompting your doctor to continue. “You’ve been out a few days as your body heals, you need to focus on the healing before anything else, so do not stress and do not panic, you will wake up and you will be ok it’s just going to take time.” You heard him finish before sighing in approval as the beeping had become normal again. You wanted to nod or make a subtle movement to signal you heard him, yet to your dismay nothing happened. He scuffled around you, as you assumed he was making sure everything else was normal too. You heard the signature squeak of the shoes and a quiet goodbye as the doctor left the room. You began to feel tired as you drifted out of consciousness.
The next day you came to, well as much as you could, to the feeling of someone grasping your hand. Alarm bells started ringing in your head, and as if the person holding onto you could sense it, you heard a familiar voice let out affirmations and soft whispers. “Baby it’s ok, it’s just me, it’s just me.” You recognized the voice immediately and almost kicked yourself for not knowing sooner. It was your boyfriend San. You felt his lips ghost over tour forehead, they felt so far away yet you knew they were right above your temple. You wanted to lean into them, but you had come around to the notion that you simply couldn’t, no matter how frustrating. You felt his presence linger a little bit longer before he settled back into what you assumed to be a chair next to you. He began talking, almost to himself than to anyone. “I hope you know how much I love you and how sorry I am.” The words were so low and in between sharp intakes and you struggled to make them out, but when you did you felt your heart hammer in your chest. What could he have been possibly sorry for? He hadn’t caused this? He continued to mumble to himself, gently rubbing his finger over your interlocked hands. You yearned to reach out to him, to hug him, to tell him your ok, yet you couldn’t. Your inability to move felt like an eerie nightmare replaying over and over again.
The next time you awoke it was because you felt a sharp pain in your arm followed by a familiar voice that belonged to your doctor. “I’m changing your IV and you may feel some slight discomfort as it makes its way into your bloodstream.” You wanted to scream but couldn’t as the pain travelled from the tips of your fingers to your neck, it felt like someone poured boiling water into your veins. It lingered but began to subside as you felt his grasp loosen. You began to calm down as the pain had nearly vanished and began to focus on the warmth of someone beside you, which you had just noticed. The person beside you cradled into your arms and it didn’t take long for you to figure out it was San. You cold feel cold droplets linger on your exposed skin, immediately realizing they were tears. This broke your heart because you knew how he was, and you knew he was beating himself up over this and there was nothing you could do about it. You wondered how long he had laid there with you as you wished to run your fingers through his hair and tell him it’d be okay. Your heart felt heavy in your chest at the want to hold him and to talk to him, and simply return to life with him. Your thoughts left you feeling empty. Not long after you felt his presence beside you, it was gone but not before his thumb swiped under your eye, at a tear you didn’t know had fallen. You listened as he whispered to himself again as you tried to catch a few of the louder words, to no avail. You assumed it was him assuring himself you’d be ok but that thought scared you, for you hated him to feel as if he had to worry so hard for your safety. You tried to move your hand to reach his but couldn’t no matter how hard you tried.
The next time you awoke it was in your bed. You snapped your eyes open and immediately shot up. Adrenaline coursed through your veins as you attempted to move your hand and when that worked your legs. You jumped from beneath the blankets as you ran to the mirror and blinked your eyes and watched your shoulders roll in place. It felt surreal as you examined the room quickly before deciding on going downstairs. You ran downstairs of the familiar apartment you had lived in for the last year or so, stopping extra to feel the different changes in the wood of the railings and the way the steps collided with the balls of your feet. You were in a state of bliss as you suddenly stopped dead in your tracks, you watched in confusion as you, even though you were at the bottom of the stairs, sling open the front door, tears flowing down your face. Your heart sank as realization hit you like a ton of bricks. You weren’t awake and you weren’t home, you were dreaming.
You watched intently as you, well dream you, collapsed on the couch before curling into a ball. The scene felt all too familiar as foreign feelings began to flood back ‪to you. The pang of jealousy and hatred washing over you. You didn’t know why but you felt your heart breaking as dream you cried and cried until she couldn’t cry no more letting out whispers that you could barely hear. It wasn’t even a full 10 minutes but it felt like hours. The raw hurt that emanated in your dream versions face sent chills down your spine and your breath catch in your throat. You made an attempt to hug your dream self but stopped as you heard the door fling open for the second time of the day.
“Baby please just talk to me stop shutting me out.” Was the first thing that left the lips of San the door closing behind him in his wake. Your gaze quickly snapping between the two participants.
“Shutting you out?” Dream you squeaked. “Shutting you out??? You’re the one who couldn’t even muster up a text back or pick up one of my calls for the past two weeks yet i’m the one shutting you out?” The words were venom laced and you watched San’s face scrunch into a mixture of anger and hurt.
“I get busy and you know this, it’s a fucking text message i’m so sorry that you have to wait til i get home to talk to me.” He seethed arms raising. “Are you fucking kidding me? When you get home?? Sometimes you don’t even come home??? You’re so busy that you can’t let me know if you’re coming home or if you’re ok or if you need something? You’re so fucking busy you can’t consider for a moment that maybe a text or a call you declined was actually important? You think i’d be this upset if it was just stupid hi and hello texts” Dream you screamed back as she left her position on the couch, her fists balled at her sides. “I wouldn’t be fucking suprised theres not a moment you’re not overreacting over something.” He shot back.
“Are you kidding me San?” She said simply a look of disbelief on her face an unhumorous laugh following after. “Yes i’m serious every day it’s something new with you.” He started before throwing his coat onto the counter. “Every damn day you always start something, first it’s me not listening to your boring rants about work and the next it’s me not answering one text, every day you push your needyness onto me and it’s fucking tiring.” He says lowly. “It’s like you can’t do shit for yourself and im tired of always being the one to take care of you because i’m not your fucking parent.” The tears started to fall once more as dream you began to hurriedly throw on her previously discarded jacket. “You know if you hated my guts so much and ‪saw me seeking you for comfort and for someone to reside in, as me wanting attention and being needy you could’ve just said something.” She said her voice cracking.
San ran his fingers through his hair. “Look I didn’t mean that I just-“ He didn’t get to finish before dream you cut him off. “No San you made your message pretty fucking clear” Dream you grabbed their keys from the table where they had been thrown and slammed the door open for the third time and simply left. San muttered a “Fuck” before following after. You and San hurried out the door following dream you in her wake, San muttering to himself once more and yelling for dream you to stop or slow down. “Can we please just talk this out?” He called after her. “San like I said ‪you‬ made it pretty fucking clear i’m just a burden to you so for the love of god leave me-.” her words were cut short and ended with the stomach wrenching sound of something making contact with the pavement. Sans screams ripped through the quiet morning as the sound of his footsteps tore after dream you. You watched in horror at the scene unfolding, you were lying motionless on the ground as a frantic San dialed 911. You turned quickly with a wince realizing this wasn’t a dream, it was a memory you had lost and this was how you had ended up where you were.
You snapped back to reality as you felt Sans hand on yours once more but a sickening feeling resided in your stomach instead of content, you attempted to rip your hand away and to your surprise it worked, and to Sans too as he scrambled from his chair. You began to open your eyes light invading harshly causing you to close them before peeling away your eyelids again. You began to blink slowly, your eyes landing on the man of the hour himself. Your stare turning to a malicious one as you looked him over before softening. He was a mess to say lightly, his haired was everywhere, sticking up, and there were tear stains etched into his skin as dark circles laid under his tired, bloodshot eyes. He looked as if he hadn’t moved from his spot in days. Your heart softened as you realized he had put himself through more hell than you could muster up. You went to speak and but your voice could only make it to the sound of a whisper.
“Fuck you.” Is all you said as San lurched forward grabbing your hand. He looked as if he had seen a ghost as tears began to build in the corners of his eyes. He watched a playful smile take form on your face causing one to etch onto his. “I’m so so sorry y/n.” Was all he said as his voice sounded almost as broken as yours. Tears began to fill in the etches of his face as you wiped them away shakily. “Don’t cry baby.” You said soothingly. “It’s my fault you had to go through this if I had just-“ You cut him off. “But you didn’t and so now we’re here, you can beat yourself up over this all you want but it won’t change a thing.” He took a breath before staring down at your interlocked hands.
“I’m still so sorry for saying those things to you, i had just been so stressed that week and I never meant to ignore you I just never took a minute to do anything but work, I said harsh and cruel things all because I couldn’t accept the fact you were right, I had been neglecting you, I put work over you and for that i’m so sorry, you didn’t deserve being put second and you didn’t deserve being yelled at for caring about me.” He took a quick breath. “I couldn’t even protect you when you needed me most, I made you cry more than once and because of me you’re here” He finished quietly staring at you intently watching a tear slide down your face. He quickly wiped it away. “How about you don’t cry” He chuckled dryly still clinging onto your hand for dear life. “It’s ok San, I forgive you, shit happens, now can we please put this behind us because holy fuck my head is killing me.” He giggled again at the surrealness of you being your usual self after sitting in a hospital room for a week wishing for this moment.
“I also hope you know I had no intention of forgiving you.” You teased as you and San walked to the car after you were discharged only a day after waking up, except you weren’t walking as San insisted on carrying you, rambling on about how it was normal and necessary. So now you were clung to his back like a koala. “Yeah I figured that when the first thing you did when you came to was rip your hand away from mine.” He chuckled. “But when I saw you looked more fucked up than I did I decided to cut you some slack.” You giggled poking his ear making him jerk from your touch.
“I will drop you.” He warned as he felt your grip tighten around him making him smirk. The wind blowing your hair back. “Don’t put me in another coma.” You teased with a giggle and San whined a pout forming on his face. “Thats not funny” He huffed shifting your weight on his back. “I think it’s fucking hilarious.” You laughed biting your lip. “I will bite you.” He threatened as the sound of leaves blowing along the pavement cut through the air. “Always knew you had a biting kink.” You laughed loudly still poking at San’s face. “I really do wonder if you waking up was a good thing.” He said making you scoff before hitting his back. “Ok rude.”
He giggled as he felt you pout behind him. “I’m kidding dummy.” He teased. You were soon at your car as San carefully placed you inside. He then climbed‪‬ into his side and the whole car ride home was filled with giggles and teasing as you were filled with the notion everything would be okay.
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descendantofthesparrow · 5 years ago
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Daughter of the Honorable Thief - Harry Hook x reader – part 7 – park p1
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Harry Hook x Daughter of Robin Hood!Reader
key
 h/c- hair color
 e/c- eye color
 h/l- hair length
 s/c- skin color
 y/n- your name
 clothing reference:
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  ---Harry Hook POV---
Its been a week and a half since (y/n) and Erza joined our little group, both even going so far to let me tattoo them with an anchor, the same one me, Uma, gil, and the rest of the crew had. Erza getting it just behind her left ear, and (y/n) on the side of her left ring finger.
Ben had bought me a proper tattoo machine a while back, after learning I was skilled in it, he and his mother had even gotten tattoos.
Which is still weird to me, but whatever. At the moment I was packing my clothes, because Fairy Godmother had announced earlier that week that the seniors (a/n: im making Carlos a senior, he skipped a grade) are going on a trip to an amusement park, somewhere called…”notts berry farm”? I think.
FG had also suggested bringing money because while all students going would be given an amount of money for the three days at the park for food, drinks, or items they wanted to get. it's not so bad to have extra, so I would be bringing the money I gained from doing tattoos.
Grunting as I closed my suitcase, I grabbed my hook before remembering Fairy Godmother telling me that I couldn’t bring it into the part unless I had a weapons permit, and even then it would be hard for me to enter.
Sighing I placed the hook into a protective box, sliding it into a hidden compartment in my closet.
Gil exited the bathroom, an excited grin on his face, placing his toothbrush in his travel bag.
“I really hope the place has a lot of food, jay said that amusement parks have really good junk food.”
I hummed, not really listening, more focused on getting my sketchbook into my bag. “probably, Auradon is kinda known for their food yeh know”
Gil nodded, throwing his bag over his shoulder, grabbing his wallet and phone, checking to make sure he had his charger.
“got everything,” he asked, glancing at me. I nodded, patting my pockets, phone in my pocket and wallet in the other.
“aye, let's go”
Lifting my suitcase I trailed after Gil, leaving the room, and locking it behind me.
Walking down the hall, we stopped in front of Umas dorm, knocking in a pattern to let her know it was us.
“yeah”
Opening the door, I saw (y/n) and Erza helping Uma pack, just like they had helped us an hour before.
I raised my brow, huh, “are yeh having a tough time deciding on what teh bring?”
Uma huffed and nodded, flopping on her bed. “I don’t know what's appropriate for an amusement park, so they’re helping me”
“a lot of the stuff Uma chose to bring was for colder weather, so we had to raid mine and Erzas closet for stuff we didn’t use anymore, luckily a lot of them fit Uma.”
I nodded, dropping my stuff on the floor, and making my way over to Uma, grabbing her hands to pull her up.
“come on Uma, pack up” Uma groaned, not wanting to leave her bed, hanging back on her weight.
“don’ wanna~”
Erza rolled her eyes, tossing a t-shirt at Uma’s face. Uma yelped, pulling on my hands to sit herself up, glaring at erza.
“Really?” she seethed, glaring down the smirking erza.
“yep, come on buses leave in an hour, and we don’t want to be left behind” uma huffed, standing and throwing her…undergarments into her suitcase.
Gil and I glanced at each other, before picking up our stuff, “we’re gonna put our stuff with the buses, see yeh soon”
The girls just waved us off, so we left the room and headed outside, placing our suitcases in the storage space in our designated bus, putting our bags with jays and Carlos’
We turned to head back to the girls, but they emerged from the dorm building with Uma’s stuff in tow. I raised my brow, Erza and (y/n) didn’t have their stuff.
“wheres yer stuff?” I asked, helping (y/n) load Uma’s suitcase into the storage space.
“oh, it's already loaded, my bags over there” (y/n) answered, pointing over to where her and Erzas bags lay.
I nodded, pushing in Uma’s case. We backed away when the man standing at the bus doors came forward and closed the storage gate.
Fairy godmothers voice came over the speakers “all students going on the trip please make your way to your designated buses.”
Gil tossed my bag to me, I nodded my thanks and climbed into the bus, flashing my bus ticket to the driver, she nodded and motioned me to move on, I made my way to the back, Gil, Uma, (y/n) and Erza close behind.
I took a window seat, (y/n) plopping next to me, Erza and Uma taking the seat across from us.
Harriet stomped onto the bus, flopping next to Gil.
She had that, ‘im exhausted don’t talk to me’ look.
I snorted, plugging in my earbuds, and turning on my music, preparing for the three-hour bus ride.
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Fukcing finally!!!!! Hades Christ, I need to fucking pee.
Hopping out of the bus, I speed-walked over to beasty boy.
“oi beasty, wheres the loo, I need teh leak”
Ben sputtered for a moment, before saying; “in the hotel should be a sign for the bathrooms”
I didn’t even wait, rushing to the hotel and making my way to the bathrooms, I heard footsteps behind me, glancing back, I saw Gil trailing after me.
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Ahhh much better, I washed my hands before leaving the bathroom, because not doing that is nasty.
I made my way into the lobby Gil once again following behind me.
“Harry!” I turned to the voice, Ben, he jogged up to me, handing me a card key.
“here your room key, oh, Gil here's yours,” Ben handed Gil his key, then he handed me a paper as well, the room number and floor our room was on.
“meet up down here in an hour, Fairy Godmothers going to assign groups and meet up times”
I nodded, pushing past ben. I looked down at the paper
‘ room A113, floor 7’  
And bellow that was FGs handwriting
‘your suitcases have already been taken to your rooms’
I nodded to Gil, heading over to the elevators, pressing for floor 7.
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The room was pretty big, two queen-sized beds, a full bathroom, 1 large dresser, a full-body mirror, a desk with a vanity mirror, and a mini-fridge, with a note attached to it.
‘all snacks and drinks in this fridge are paid for by the school.- FG’
I checked my phone, 45 minutes until we needed to head down to the lobby, I relayed that to Gil and started to unpack, shirts in the top drawer on the left, pants and shorts in the middle drawer on the left, underpants in the bottom drawer on the left, Gil putting his stuff in the same order on the right side of the dresser.
I flopped on the bed, sighing
“not as good as our beds at the dorm building but it'll do”
“yeah” Gil nodded, pressing his hands to the mattress “but anythings better than the isle”
“aye right aye right”
I turned on the tv, sitting up when I saw Doctor Strange playing.
“hell yeah!!!”
Gil grinned, sitting cross-legged on the floor.
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I sat with Gil, Uma, Erza, and (y/n) in the lounge chairs in the lobby, waiting for FG to assign groups and give us our cards (that had our money in them) and our tickets.
Gil and Uma were playing on Erzas switch, while (y/n) and I just chatted about….whatever was on our minds.
“alright children!!” FG stood at the doors, smiling at all the students gathered at the lobby.
“I want you all to line up and when a teacher calls your name, go to them and grab your papers, you will need them to enter the park, they will also tell you who your group is for the trip.”
the group of 45 students whispered among each other, waiting to be called, soon my name was called.
“Hook, Harry”
Walking up I took the papers and walked back over to my friends.
Glancing down, I saw a card with a note on it $150 dollars per day, a ticket with three days entrance to both parks, and a slip with fellow students names on it.
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Your group for this trip
Harry hook
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Uma Triskatillion
Gil legume
Erza O'Hara
(y/n) Hood
Harriet Hook
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I sighed in relief, okay, people I get along with…and my sister.
“I guess were hanging out for the trip huh?” glancing down I saw (y/n) grinning up at me, her own papers in her hand.
“ya I guess, have yeh been here before?” I asked, raising my brow, (y/n) nodded, her eyes sparkling,
“yeah!! There are so many cool rides here, and so much to do, there's live-action plays and actors running around, each day is a different experience!”
“cool.”
Gil, Uma, Erza, and Harriet came over, all three glad to be with known people instead of getting forced with those they didn’t know.
“alright, students let's go!!”
The large group followed FG out, walking down the long path to….Knotts berry farm I think? I still don’t really know the name.
We passed through the metal detectors, reaching the entrance lines. I snatched a map as I passed through. I wanted to know exactly where to go.
“im hungry!” Gil whined, leaning on uma, making her stumble slightly from his weight.
“get off me Gil, you're heavy!”
“Thanks, im still hungry”
“well” (y/n) stepped through Harriet and erza “there's quite a lot of places to eat, there's a Jhonny rockets and panda express over that way and there's some country-themed places over that way in ghost town”
“panda express sounds good,” Harriet mumbled, looking down at my map. “Chinese place right?”
“yep, it's one of my favorite places to eat.”
“panda express it is” Uma announced, gesturing (y/n) to lead the way.
(y/n) nodded, passing through a walkway, under a huge hanging coaster. I glanced up at the red and silver coaster, my hands shaking slightly, I hated heights, my sister seemed to sense my brain going haywire, so she quickly snatched my wrist, grounding me.
“You good?” she whispered, a concerned frown on her face. Ever since leaving the isle, Harriet was more willing to show that she cared about her family.
I nodded, breathing deeply to calm myself “aye, just, yeh know, don’t like heights”
She nodded, squeezing my wrist lightly before releasing it.
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“Alright I admit, this Is fucking delicious.” I praised, stabbing some orange chicken with my fork, “now wha’ are we doin’ after thi’s?”
(y/n) hummed, tapping her chin as she grabbed my map and scanned through it. “well we could go do a ride next, probably a calm one as we just ate….maybe?...”
“How bout that one?” Gil offered, pointing to his right, at the log ride next to us. (y/n) brightened grinning at Gil, he smiled back.
“that’s, that’s a good idea gil!” (y/n) praised “its pretty calm the entire ride, only two drops”
I froze, drops? I glanced at uma, she shrugged, patting my hand.
“How deep are the drops?”Harriet asked, sipping on her soda.
Erza tapped the table, answering for (y/n)
“The first one is….18 feet? I think? And the last drop is 42 feet, but they're not straight down, they're at an angle. So it's not bad, and this is coming from someone with Acrophobia, so that’s how you know it’s a good ride.”
My shoulders untensed slightly, okay, I think I could deal with that, wait Erza also feared hights?
“if I remember correctly, it's four people per log, so two of us are going to be on our own” Erza turned to (y/n) an odd gleam in her eye.
She just rolled her eyes, seeming to have a silent conversation with Erza.
“that’s fine” Harriet grumbled, getting up to toss her trash away. “as long as im not paired with a random stranger”
“kay let's go” I nodded, shoving my fortune cookie in my mouth (and yes I read the fortune before eating it, I almost didn’t, before (y/n) stopped me) and stood, tossing my trash away.
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I ended up in the back seat with (y/n) in front of me, Erza and Uma sitting in the front. Gil and Harriet in the log behind us.
“warning we’re gonna get wet, especially Erza and Uma!”
I cackled, gripping the metal bars on the sides.
Uma looked over Erzas shoulder and flipped me off, only making me laugh louder.
The ride was pretty fast, faster than I thought it would be, the water splashing up and hitting my cheek. The fucking mannequins were real fucking freaky though.
Then came the first drop, “first drop!!” (y/n) called as we were cast into darkness. I was glad for the dark, I wouldn’t be able to see the hight of the drop.
“whoooo!!!!”
I yelped as we went down, water crashing as we hit the bottom, soaking my pants and shoes.
I heard Gil laughing behind us, Harriet's cursing mixing with it.
More freaky ass mannequins then came the final drop, as we reached the top, I was distracted by the overlook of the park.
‘impressive’ I thought, then the feeling of falling split through my chest, and I leaned forward, wrapping my arms around (y/n)s waist.
“FUCK” (y/n) just laughed, holding her hands to the sky.
Water splashed up, mostly hitting uma and erza, but my pants still got soaked.
“eehg” I groaned, lifting my pants away from my leg, the fabric sticking. “that feels so weird!”
(y/n) snorted, peeling her shirt away “Yeah, but at least it cooled us down”
Oh, I forgot to mention that it was 87 degrees outside today, a contrast from Auradons weather, which always had perfect 75-degree weather, if it got hot, it only raised to 82.
“yeah,” I mumbled, releasing my pants, they made a squishy slap sound as they hit my skin. “that’s something”
The log entered the loading area, and I let (y/n) grip my shoulder as she exited the log.
(y/n) lead the way out, stopping at a hut, that had multiple screens on it, with pictures on them, (y/n) scanned them before stopping and pointing at one.
“there's ours!”
Following her hand, I saw a picture of us in the log, on the tall drop.
Erza and Uma were in the front, uma making devil horn signs in the hair, her eyes scrunched closed. Erza had her hands crossed in front of her, her aviators on, her thumb and middle fingers down.
Then there was (y/n) and me, (y/n) had her hands up, and I was behind her, arms around her torso and face in her neck.
Then Gil and Harriet's picture came up.
They each got their own seat, Harriet in the back, her face scrunched and she was gripping the metal bars beside her in a death grip.
Gil in the front, face beaming as he was in mid-laugh, hands in the air.
“do yall wanna buy them?” Erza broke through my thoughts, stepping towards the computers.
“sure” uma mumbled, smiling at the photos.
Harriet and Gil emerged from the exit, their pants and shoes wet.
“That was fun!” Gil beamed, shaking his head to rid it of excess water.
“that was wet” Harriet grumbled, taking off her beanie and flipping her hair back, putting the beanie back on.
(y/n)s phone beeped, she fished it out of her backpack, glancing at it.
“got the photo, thanks Erza”
“no prob”
“Okay, what's next?” (y/n) asked, glancing around at us, I pulled my map out, letting the others look at it.
Gil glanced at my map, pointing at the area next to us “oh how bout those!!!”
(y/n) looked to where he was pointing, nodding. “oh the games? Yeah that could be fun”
“let's go!!” Erza cheered, locking arms with uma and leading her to the games.
----(y/n) POV----
Games were a good idea, Erza had done an accuracy game, earning a teal seahorse, which she gave to Uma, Uma tried to deny it, not wanting to take something Erza worked hard for.
Then Erza made a comment, which made Uma go red.
“a pretty seahorse for a pretty sea witch”
“u-umm…thanks”
Harriet had joined Harry in a wobbly ladder challenge. Which somehow they competed it, getting coupons for anything under $20 is free.
Harry got a novelty Knotts berry farm drink. Harriet had also gotten herself a Knotts drink.
Gil did a strong man contest, the one with a hammer that you need to rocket the little thing to hit the bell.
He won against 5 other people, choosing a string bag.
You yourself just stood and watched, simply enjoying the vks having fun, they deserved it.
“(y/n)!” Gil called to you, some dip in dots in his hand. “can we go on a ride now!?”
You nodded, looking around for a ride, your eyes landed on wipeout, oh this would be fun!
“that one!”
Your friends glanced at it, and nodded, not knowing what to expect, except Erza, she just grinned and fist-bumped you, “amazing choice Hood”
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You were fucking right, seeing harry and his sister clutch onto each other yelping when the ride simultaneously rose and dropped at the same time.
You and erza cackled, looking over Harry and Harriet to see uma and gil, uma was clutching her seat bar for dear life, gil was laughing his head off, “this feels so weird!!!”
Harriet and Harry jumped off the ride as soon as they got the chance, stumbling slightly from the ride making them dizzy.
“never again” Harriet groaned, leaning on harry. Harry nodded in agreement, pouting.
Gil and Erza wanted to do hangtime, but you hated that ride, so you declined, Uma wasn’t in the mood, and Harry and Harriet were still dizzy from Wipeout. So they went on it alone.
It was fun to see them hang over the first drop.
You and Uma went on scrambler in the meantime, harry and Harriet going on the sail ride next to it.
Gil and Erza suggested either Uma or Harry suggest the next ride, so harry chose Voyage to the Iron Reef, which was air-conditioned and a blasting game, a good cool down from the last couple rides.
You and Gil had a mini competition, both being descendants of archers, so you wanted to know who would get the higher score, loser gets the other a cinnamon bun from the Cinnabon outside, needless to say, you won.
You getting 221,900, while Gil was close behind with 89,000. You both congratulated each other on getting the highest scores of the day.
You agreed you would claim your prize later, so you continued on, Harriet choosing the bumper carts.
Uma wouldn’t stop crashing into you, Erza teaming up with her.
You got your revenge later that night when a lot of you played I dare you in bens room.
Then uma chose the bigfoot river rapids, which you all agreed to, you all were really warm and needed to cool down.
Uma, now around free moving white rapid waters, used her powers to soak Harriet and you, letting natural water hit herself, so it didn't seem like she was using her powers.
By the end, Harry's shoes were speaking as he took steps, uma was once again using her powers to dry her stuffed seahorse, she seemed to already cherish it after having it for only an hour.
Erza is very pleased.
Now…ghost rider.
Harriet walked up to you, grasping your shoulder, whispering to you “hey, Harrys not a big fan of heights, if he wants can he sit this out”
“Hettie I can hear you!”
“I was trying to be discreet!”
“well great fukin-“
“well” you interrupted, stopping the oncoming argument of the hook siblings. “if he doesn’t want to he doesn’t have too, he can walk in line with us, but he doesn’t have to ride it if he doesn’t want to”
Harry nodded, silently thankful. But….he kinda wanted to go on, erza telling him that most of the ride was within itself, and even with her phobia, the adrenaline distracted her from the height of the ride.
He had ultimately decided to ride, sitting next to you and gripping your arm in a death grip.
After the first drop, Harry loved it, releasing one of his hands to hold it in the air, screaming along with you and the others.
“again again again again!”
You laughed, patting Harry's knee, “if we have time sure! And if the others want to as well”
Erza and Gil joined harry in his chores of “again”
“one more time, one more time, one more time!”
You, Harry, Erza, and Gil went once more, Uma and Harriet chilling in a jewelry store.
Soon you had all gotten a text from FG, telling you that you all had one more hour at the park before we were all supposed to return to the hotel.
So you proposed one last ride, the silver bullet.
As you arrived, you noticed both Erza and Harry tense, harry seemed to suffer from the same phobia that erza did, now erza loved roller coasters, so she would usually grip onto you till you were in the cart. Then she'd be fine.
Now you didn’t know how Harry would react, so you repeated your words from earlier.
“if you don’t want to, you don’t have to”
Harry nodded and ended up waiting for you at the exit.
Erza and Harriet's hair looked crazy after hopping off, you definitely took a picture of that.
“I’ll admit,” Uma said as she leaned into Erza, smiling softly, Erza was pink, grinning happily. You gave her a thumbs up “today was really fun, I thought I would be a bust.”
“yeah,” you hummed, drinking the last of your soda, placing the straw into the cap “my cousin hates amusement parts, always saying that the rides or aesthetic were really boring, but they really enjoy Knotts, it has such thrilling rides.”
“agreed” Harriet hummed, chewing on her Cinnabon. “I wonder what the water park is like?”
Gil agreed, beaming, exited for the rest of the trip.
“well I wouldn’t know, I've never really been to the water park part of Knotts” you mumbled biting into your prize for winning against gil in the shotting game earlier
“why?” uma inquired, playing with the tail of her seahorse.
“just never really had the opportunity”
“kay”
You arrived at the hotel, running into ben immediately, who informed that in party room 2 was pizza.
“yes!” Erza squealed bolting away, uma trailing after her. Gil and Harry following Uma.
“Hey (y/n)” Harriet called, you turned and tilted your head. Humming for Harriet to continue
"Thanks for helping out harry today, he usually has panic attacks about stuff dealing with hights, but yeh helped him through it, so…thank yeh”
You teared up a little, you have known Harriet to be hard and closed hearted, so for her to be this open with you…just made you tear up a little.
”he doesn’t deserve to live in fear Harriet, he deserves to live life without fearing a thing like heights. ”
Harriet smirked, wrapping her arm around your shoulders, winking at you.
”I knew there was a reason I liked yeh”
You laughed, wrapping your own arm around her shoulder.
”and I knew there was a reason I liked you! ”
---end of part 7---
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nocturnal-jeon · 6 years ago
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𝚋𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗➛ 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜/𝚘'𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚙 (𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎)
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Kim Namjoon
“I have a snippet of a song I want to play for you,” Namjoon whined through the phone, causing you to giggle. “Baby, it’s two in the morning,” you said as you stared down at your biggest secret, rubbing your stomach with your free hand. “I want my little night owl to come listen to songs with me,” he said. You could practically see his pout from your shared bed at home.
“Joonie, you’re lucky I love you,” you said with a smile as you pulled yourself out of bed. It’s not like you were doing much. You were really just watching shows all night. “Bring snacks!” he shouted excitedly into the phone before hanging up. You shook your head and looked down at your stomach, tapping it with your middle and pointer finger. “Your daddy is so weird,” you muttered, hoping the little baby nestled in your womb was listening.
Searching through Namjoon’s half of the closet, you found the baggiest shirt, pulling it over your half naked figure. You looked back down at your stomach. “Don’t look at me like that. I want daddy to find out on Christmas. A few more days until we can both celebrate you,” you said. You then broke into fits of laughter, sounding like a crazy woman having full on conversations with your pregnant bump.
Pulling on some shorts and some sandals, you threw some snacks in a plastic bag before making your way to your car and driving over to the studio. Though you were always a careful driver, you felt as if you were putting your little baby at risk if you went just two miles over the speed limit, so you drove nice and slow through the empty streets of Korea.
With your free hand, you knocked on the door of his studio.
“If you don’t have snacks, don’t come in!” he shouted from the other side of the door. You chuckled and pushed the door open. Namjoon swirled around in his chair and smiled when he saw you, his smile growing when he saw you wearing his shirt.
“Did you get good stuff?” he asked as he took the bag from your hands and peeked inside, rummaging through the various items. “Hey babe, how are you doing? I’m great, Joon, how are you, sweetie?” you mocked, placing your hands on your hips. He put the bag down and pulled you down onto his lap, placing kisses on your shoulder as your back sunk into his body.
“Thanks for coming to spend time with me,” he muttered in between kisses as he slowly turned his chair back around to face the numerous screens with complicated software on them. “Mhmmm,” you hummed, leaning back into him. His arms snaked around your waist and he pulled you closer, but suddenly his arms stopped moving. You bit your lip hoping he didn’t discover his Christmas present already.
“Y/n...” he started. You turned to look at his face and nearly burst into laughter when you saw the size of his eyes doubled in size. You felt his fingers pull the shirt up as he poked your stomach. “What’s this?” he asked, already knowing the answer. “I don’t know what you mean,” you teased, a smile on your lips.
“Are you pregnant?” he asked, hope in his eyes. “I mean, you ruined the surprise, Joonie, but yes,” you said. His eyes got even wider. “Holy shit,” he muttered to himself. “Holy shit! We’re having a baby!” he exclaimed loudly, the largest smile you’ve ever seen on his face. “We are, babe,” you confirmed, smiling along with him.
His hands moved up to your face and he held them between his large hands. “I love you so much, y/n. So much,” he said. You nodded and kissed his nose. “I love you too, darling.” “Oooo! I have another person who can listen to the song,” he said, causing you to laugh. You nodded. “I already know what’s going to be their Christmas present,” he said, a look of pride on his face. You raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? And what’s that?” you questioned. His long finger pointed over to the shelves on the wall. There sat the little pair of baby shoes he always kept in his office.
“Oh, Joonie,” you said softly, feeling the best you’ve ever felt in your entire life. He placed a kiss on the back of your neck. “We’re having a little baby,” he muttered, probably to himself, still in complete disbelief.
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Kim Seokjin 
Jin hated to admit it, but he needed help making the food for tomorrow. It was early in the morning and as soon as his alarm went off at 6am, he could barely open his eyes without falling right back asleep after. But the alarm could only snooze for but so long, so when it went off at 6:15am, you let out a groan and gave Jin a kick to the side. “Jin, if you don’t turn the alarm off, I’m going to throw your phone against the wall,” you threatened, but the sleepiness laced in your voice caused Jin to chuckle. 
“Good morning to you, too, y/n,” he said as he leaned over and kissed your forehead before turning off the alarm and rolling out of bed. Remembering what day it was, the excitement brought Jin a year’s worth of energy. 
Later today, both your family and Jin’s family were coming over for dinner. Jin spent weeks leading up to today planning each meal and every aspect of today by the minute. You thought that he was going way overboard, but Jin always got excited when it came to family and he wanted your families to have the best time. 
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he went downstairs and began to prep all of the ingredients for the seemingly eight-course meal he had planned. For the next two hours, you slept soundly in your bed, until you heard the sound of a pot falling. You sat right up, giggling a bit when you heard Jin yell in frustration. Rubbing your tummy, you said, “I wonder what mess mommy is going to have to help daddy clean up.” Slowly getting out of bed, you stretched and walked downstairs. 
“Ah! Jin,” you whined as you looked down at the spilled water on the floor. He grabbed some towels and began to clean it up. “Here, let me help,” you said as you grabbed the last towel and got on your hands and knees, wiping up the water. “Why did you even have water in a bowl?” you asked with a small laugh. “I was trying to wash the lettuce for the kimchi,” he said, not being able to help but laugh at his faults. 
“You’re making it from scratch?” you asked, completely shocked by his determination. He splashed some of the water on you, his windshield wiper laugh filling your ears, causing you to break into laughter. “Now I’m all wet,” you whined as you got up. You went to go put the now soaking wet towel in the washing machine, but Jin grabbed your wrist. 
“Hm?” you hummed, looking up at him. But he wasn’t looking at you. He was looking down at something. You followed his gaze and realized that he was looking at your stomach. The water caused your white shirt to stick to your skin, exposing your barely protruding stomach. 
“You’re pregnant?” he asked blatantly, a small smile growing on his lips. “I am,” you said, a bit defeated that he ruined the surprise but glad that it was finally out in the air. You wanted to announce it to everyone that night at dinner, but you were glad that Jin knew now. 
“How far along?” he asked in barely a whisper as he walked toward you, his large hand reaching out to touch your stomach. “A month and a half,” you said, a small smile on your lips. “I’ve always dreamt of this day,” he said, looking up at you. Sticking your finger at his chest, you said: “You better act surprised tonight because that’s when I planned on telling everyone.” He laughed, kneeling down to place a kiss on your stomach, warming your heart. 
“Now, my food as to be the best cause our little baby has to eat it,” he said, placing kisses all over the surface of your stomach. “Both my babies have to eat. I’ll make breakfast.”
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Min Yoongi
It was very early on in your pregnancy, but your hormones were raging and the exhaustion already hit you. You spent most of today out and about with Yoongi, watching a movie and going out to eat. But you thought the food was horrible, so, you forced Yoongi to go get you the juiciest burger possible right when you got home. 
Of course, he didn’t want to leave and go out again, but there was a certain something in your eyes that told Yoongi that if he didn’t go, he wouldn’t hear the end of it. Those fucking hormones. 
You sat sprawled out on the couch in the living room as you scrolled through the various channels, not being able to decide what show you wanted to watch. As a kid’s show came on, you couldn’t help but look down at your small little stomach. You knew damn well that your kid would grow up on comic books and cartoons. You had found out yesterday that you were pregnant, but you didn’t know whether you wanted to throw some elaborate surprise thing to break the news or just casually slide it into the conversation. 
The thoughts and worries swarming through your head brought feelings of exhaustion and you began to drift off to sleep, the animal sounds from the show playing through your ears oddly lulling you into a deep sleep. 
Meanwhile, Yoongi was on his way home, a bag with your burger in the passenger seat. He thought about how weird you’ve been acting. You’ve always had a snappy attitude, which he loved with every fiber of his being, but you’ve been soft lately. It’s not like he was complaining, but he couldn’t help but feel that something was up. He just couldn’t place his finger on it. 
Nonetheless, he arrived home, quietly chuckling to himself when he saw you fast asleep, limbs sprawled out on the couch like a crazy person. After kicking off his shoes, he made his way into the living room and bent down to put the bag on the coffee table, but listened as the bag dropped on the floor and completely missed the table. “What is that?” he asked himself as he surveyed your sleepy body. 
“Fuck,” he said as he kneeled on the floor beside you, slowly reaching his hand out and touching your exposed stomach. You had a bump. A bump pregnant women had. And that’s when all the dots connected. You’ve been so soft lately. Hormones, he guessed, with a quiet chuckle. His smoothed his hand over your stomach, a small, cute little smile on his lips. 
You slowly opened your eyes, a bit shocked when you saw Yoongi’s face so close to yours. “Damn, our kid hasn’t even been born yet and he’s already learning his animal sounds,” Yoongi joked as he gestured toward the television screen. You chuckled softly, sitting up as you rubbed your eyes. 
“You’re not mad?” you asked. He shook his head. “How could I be? I’m gonna be a dad,” he said softly, placing a light kiss on your hand. “Well, I’m mad, Yoongi. What the fuck? You let the burger fall on the floor?” you shouted, looking down at the burger on the ground. Yoongi looked down at it too before looking at you. 
“You have to go get another now,” you explained simply. “Are you serious?” he asked. He loved you but he didn’t love you that much. “Dead serious.” You crossed your arms. “Hormones. Hormones,” Yoongi chanted to himself as he got up and went to go put his shoes on. “What’s that? What’d you say?” you asked from your comfortable position on the couch. 
“I said I love you and the baby!” he shouted without turning to look at you, resulting in a smile on your face. “Yeah, that’s right, Min Yoongi.” 
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Jung Hoseok
It was a beautiful day. For the past week, the weather has been so shitty and it’s been raining a lot. But, as soon as the sun was out and the temperature rose, Hoseok practically dragged you to the beach. Your surprise pregnancy announcement was planned for later in the week so you couldn’t figure out what to wear that could hide your bump. 
You figured that you could just wear a bikini as per usual and then just wear a shirt over it. Hoseok had no idea whatsoever that there was anything going on with you. He thought you were just your normal, peppy self. He helped you carry all of your things onto the sand and he helped you spread out the large blanket and open up the large umbrella that would provide some shade. 
The children running around caused your hormones to go crazy, causing you to become extremely happy and excited for your little baby to come. You couldn’t wait until you and Hoseok could share the excitement together. “I love the sun on my skin,” Hoseok said as he took off his shirt, causing your attention to leave the book you were reading and go to Hoseok’s shirtless body. “You should take a picture, babe,” he joked as you reached for your phone. “Alright, you suggested it,” you said. “Okay, okay,” he said with a loud laugh as he took the phone out of your hand and replaced it with a bottle of sunscreen. 
“Get my back?” he asked, plopping down on his stomach. “Sure,” you said as you straddled his butt, rubbing the cream into his back. “I love the smell of sunscreen,” you commented, bringing some up to your nose so you could smell it. Your nose has been extra sensitive to smells. “Don’t eat it,” he said, causing you to giggle. “Alright, you’re all done,” you said with a few light slaps to his back. You got off of him and reached for your book, but Hoseok stopped you. 
“I’m gonna put some on you. I don’t want you to get sunburnt,” he said. You awkwardly smiled, knowing that this meant you had to take off the shirt. But maybe he wouldn’t notice. Not breathing, you pulled the shirt over your head and put it down beside you. Hoseok sat behind you and held your hair up with one hand as he rubbed the sunscreen into your back.
“Are you going to get in the water with me?” he asked. You shrugged. “Possibly,” you said. “Here, I’ll get the front, too,” he said as he gently laid you down on your back. Just as you opened your mouth to object, the shock written all over his face shut you up. 
“Y/n. You’re pregnant?” he asked in an excited voice as he saw your bump. You nodded, smiling. Suddenly, he sprang up and ran around the blanket, shouting at the top of his lungs. “I’m gonna be a father! We’re having a baby!” Random people on the beach began to clap, causing your cheeks to heat up. Suddenly, he gasped and ran back over to you, kneeling down beside you. 
“I have to put sunscreen on your belly. Don’t want our little sunshine to get sunburnt!” he exclaimed. Before he put the sunscreen on, though, he placed a big kiss on your stomach and a big kiss on your lips. “Our little sunshine. Can’t believe I’m saying that” he murmured, resting his forehead against yours. 
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chumpmagump · 5 years ago
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ALL OF THEM
 i do
 peanut butter cups
 I get carried away,  passion pit. OR 5 years time by noah and the whale.
 A literal washing machine
 The literal opposite
 Bicurious I guess
 Poems
sorry what is a trope, do you mean trifle? I really love trifle. someone making me a trifle would be a great love story
 Once truly, the rest temporary
 Bananaaaaaa
 I love me some brunch but dinner is cute
 Sunflowers
 okay something with vanilla but they use to do this girls playboy one I loved, it looked hoe af but they stopped making it and life has not been the same since. BRING BACK PLAYGIRL SEXY SPICE DEODORANT
 Spice chai candles are so great!!!
 art museum & then a ferris wheel and then talking about all our fears and hopes and then getting drunk and making fun of people on dr phil and then probably the bee movie
 Favourite love story ummm I don't have one, I could probably make one. Once upon a time, there lived a bee and he fell in love with a human.. but the only problem was his stinger would only really get her nipple hard. So naturally, very sexually incompatible so she became his secretary instead.
what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear? - nothing.  other than that, anything with beanies, sneakers, and those side boob shirts
chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet? red velvet omg.
SUN OR RAIN DEPENDS ON HOW I FEEL WHEN I GET UP IN THE MORNING
sweetest romantic memory? One of my exes gave me his good luck bracelet in an exam I had, and when I came out of the exam with this look of relief, he looked so genuinely happy for me. Like he was me for that moment. He like picked me up and said something like ‘’ awww baby you did it!!! i’m so fucking proud of you!!’’. It was like damn, I was meant to meet this person. Never found someone like him since. He turned into a gaslighting prick later on. *shrugs*
favorite dating sim (and favorite character)?  what? hahahha. Uhhh I would always create my own and then create my crushes and then they would date, but the crush irl had no clue and then he would get with someone else and I would then delete the account like it never happened. oh high school me was ...someone. lmao.
fictional crushes? IDK I DONT DO FICTION??? I DONT READ FICTION WHICH PROBABLY SAYS IM BORING
what’s your dream wedding like? ummmm really elegant or really cozy. Small, intimate, cute songs, not traditional as much.
 compliments make me blush
do you believe in love at first sight? No. That’s lust. Love is built, like bob the builder.
do you believe in soulmates? Oh yes.
 Denim & bomber
Leo
I am a single slice of cheese
Prefer to be charmed
Guitar
 Date movie, well romantic
Well i use to. I try and enjoy the build up  now without getting  toocaught up too quickly. Falling in love is scary. Becoming interested is way less scary and fun. but I just got out of a relationship maybe that's why. some days i want to be in a love movie, I’m walking paradox don't listen to me
YES IM CORNY
 mmm dunno. I would propose. It would be well thought out for two billion years to be exact, probably do it on my death bed. Kidding, i’m pessimistic about marriage. it  kind of freaks me out to be in someones possession like that. that was a very confusing answer soz
 Star gazing 
 I love to dance. by myself, in my room. youll never see soz
what’s your OTP? my what? opinion on the president? 
kittens or puppies? Koalas
coffee, hot chocolate, or tea?  Coffee or teaaa ^_^ 
 Lemonade
 gazing wistfully out the window . I just did that actually. 10/10 recommend, you can add to the aesthetic by crying about absolutely nothing 
whats abba? jks I don't listen to abba.
fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice) hahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahah what? fuck off I’m too shy for that lmaooo. 
favorite pajamas? oversized shirt and pj shorts with the robots on them. 
favorite liquor? Gin or Kahlua.
Probably more than I let on or admit.
 A walk on the moon hun, level up.
hand kisses 
 one those wooden cozy houses up in Canada or some shit. you know the ones!!!
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zoeygreensimblr · 5 years ago
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Saturday Morning I woke up alone in a giant bed that smelt like strawberries and aftershave, I could stay wrapped up in the blankets but I know I have to eventually get up.  The alarm clock on the bedside table tells me it's 11;35am, I've been asleep for hours and I have no idea when Angus got up or if he is even home, the apartment is so quiet.  I throw the blankets off, get out of the bed and then make it, I'm a tidy house guest even if I did sleep in til well into the morning. I make my way to the bathroom, grabbing my hairbrush on the way, I can feel I have a bird's nest of bedhead hair without even viewing it, I brush my hair into a neat ponytail. In the bathroom I see our towels are still laying on the floor from our early hours shower, they too smell like strawberries. I gather them up and am now on the search for the laundry, I guess I didn't pay  enough attention when I was given the tour. I know that upstairs theres just Angus' bedroom, lounge room and kitchen so it must be downstairs, somewhere so I venture down there and find a small laundry hidden under the stairs, I put the towels in the washing machine, scoop in some powder and start the washing. Angus suddenly appears in the doorway of the laundry.
"I have a maid who I pay to do that" He tells me
"Oh, I didn't know that, I just know at home Don would go off if he saw we left dirty towels on the floor" I explain
"I'm betting you made my bed too didn't you?" He asks, smiling at me
"Ah yeah, I did, should I have left it unmade?" I'm so confused
"I'm going to pay Joanna $165 today and she's not going to do anything" He explains, laughing
"I'm sorry" I apologise
"Baby it's all good, you just don't have to be a domestic goddess here, relax" He assures me.
No more cleaning Zoey, no matter how frustrated I get with how untidy things are left.
"Do you want to have brunch out somewhere?" He asks
"That would be awesome considering I know you're not going to cook for me" I reply, laughing
"Fuck you're cheeky" He says, spanking me on my behind and kiss him on the cheek and he explains it won't be just us at brunch, "Caleb will be going us and when he found out I was bringing you he insisted on bringing Molly, his non girlfriend who desperately wants to be his girlfriend" He warns me
"That's ok, where are we going to?" I ask
"Funnily enough we are going to the bar on top of Skye Fitness, we've got an awesome chef and he will make you whatever you want" He informs me
"Do you and Caleb do brunch dates often?" I ask, curiously
"Zoey, I've been single for two years and Caleb is not likely to commit to any woman any time soon but we do like brunch and it's not exclusively a couples meal, two dudes can enjoy a manly brunch together" He says defensively  and I can't help but laugh at him. He picks me up and sits me on top of the washing machine which has just entered into its spin cycle, I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him passionately as the vibration from the machine sends delicious  jolts through my whole body, I have no idea what is happening but it's exciting and feels amazing, like it's building inside me. Angus scoops me up with one hand and uses the other to remove my pyjama bottom, he pushes my now soaked underwear to one side and I feel his fingers slip inside me, massaging my sweet spot, I can't hold onto this mounting pressure any longer and I feel my whole body quiver, my breathing slowing down and returning to normal, I open my eyes and focus on Angus who is watching me intently. The washing machine had long finished it's cycle and I didn't even notice. I'm just sitting there shocked by what just happened, eventually I find my voice.
"What was that?" I ask Angus
"It was an orgasm, have you never had one?" He sounds surprised and I shake my head, "Did you like it?"  he asks and I hear the panic in his voice, he thinks he went too far.
"It felt amazing, I've never felt anything like it" I tell him and his face relaxes, "Do you want me to...umm...return the favour?" I enquire, not even sure if I'm ready to touch his penis but after that I'm willing to learn.
"No baby, I got myself there" he reassures me
"I love you Angus" The words roll out of my mouth without me even realising it but it makes him smile so wide.
"I love you too Zoey" he replies and kisses my lips softly.
We were running a little bit late for brunch but Angus assured me that Caleb is always late anyway so I shouldn't worry but when we arrive at the Skye Fitness bar the only other people there are pale skinned man with dark hair and a woman who looked only a few years older than me, skinny and pretty with blonde ringlets of hair sitting at shoulder length. The man stands up as we approach the table, he's so tall and so pale.
"I've been waiting here for 10 minutes, Molly ran out of small talk after 5 minutes" The man announces to us.
"Sorry Caleb, we lost track of time, had to put a load of washing on" Angus explains to him and the two men shake hands
"And who is this beautiful creature who you're obviously paying to hang out with you?" Caleb asks
"This is my girlfriend, Zoey. Zo, this is Caleb, he talks shit about me, don't believe him and this is his girlfriend, Molly" Angus introduces us, Caleb shoots him a look at the referral of Molly being his girlfriend but Molly just smiles like she's finally won a prize
"Hey Zoey, nice to meet you, finally another girl I can talk to, these two just talk about sports and whose car goes fast" Molly greets me warmly
"Caleb has accepted that my Aston Martin could beat his toy car any day, we raced and I won" Angus tells me
"Was I meant to be impressed by your car Angus?" I ask innocently
"Oh burn, she didn't even notice the car buddy, you clearly haven't shown her the backseat yet" Caleb jokes and I blush intensely
"Let's order" Angus attempts to save me while shooting Caleb a look.
Our meals arrive, I ordered protein pancakes which are super soft and fluffy, both Caleb and Molly have bacon and eggs and Angus also has the pancakes but with a small bowl of strawberries on the side.
"What is it with you and strawberries" I have to ask
"I love them, they're sweet and juicy and they smell amazing" He tells me, placing one in my mouth and it is the most amazing strawberry I've ever tasted. "see?" he asks
"Mmm that actually tasted how that body wash smells" I announce, amazed.
"Are you at University Zoey?" Molly asks
"Not yet, I'm in year 12, 5 months to go and then hopefully Uni" I reply
"You'll get in baby" Angus reassures me, "She's really smart, top of her school" He tells the others as he looks at me proudly
"What about yourself Molly? Are you at Uni?" I ask her
"Yeah, first year, it's so different high school, a lot more freedom but a much bigger cause load and the campus is massive" She tells me
"What are you studying?" I ask
"Psychology, human behaviours excite me, why people do what they do" She enthuses, "What about you Zoey, what do you want to study?"
"My parents want me to do medicine but I want to study veterinary" I explain
"Wow, both would be pretty intense" Molly exclaims, shocked
"You're telling me and my parents have just started coming down on my sister and I with their "No distraction" rules so I'm feeling the pressure at home and at school too, if my principal tells us one more time how "This is the year that determines the rest of your lives" one more time I think I'm going to scream" I tell her and we both laugh.
"You didn't tell me that Ruth and Don set new rules. Does it affect our time together?" Angus asks me, shocked
"Sorry, I was going to tell you, it doesn't really affect us too much, I can still do gym but Friday and Saturday nights are my only times I can socialise now, Tess too, that includes parties or going to boyfriend's places, they kinda flipped out when I told them I was staying at yours on Friday but it's all good now" I explain
"You should of told me Zoey, last thing I want is being a distraction to you right now" He says in a tone that I can't tell if he's angry or hurt, stupid Zoey, why did I bring the subject up.
We finish brunch, say our goodbyes to Caleb and Molly and make our way back to his apartment.
"I'll take you home Zo" He announces after we walk in silence
"I don't have to be home yet, I've completed all my weekend homework already so I can stay longer if you want me to" I plead with him, I don't want to go home yet, I don't want to leave things like this, I want him to know I have it all under control
"Don't ever hide things from me that concern us Zoey" He raises his voice and I feel so guilty inside, I caused this and I don't know how to fix it.
We get inside the apartment, he throws his keys on the bar and storms off out into the garden. I walk upstairs and start packing my things into my bag, I don't want to stay if he's just going to be in a bad mood all afternoon. With my bag packed I make my way back down stairs, I can see he's still outside, sitting in a lounger with his back to me. I open my school folder, pull out a piece of paper, find a pen on the bar and write him a note
'I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I didn't want to cause you to worry. Thank you for an amazing night, see you Monday.
Love Zoey'
I pin it to his noticeboard, take the elevator to the lobby and walk to the train station with tears streaming down my face. I ruined everything, I should of just been honest with him. I put my phone into aeroplane mode so I can listen to music without being distracted and find an empty seat next to a window, perfect, I can watch the scenery and no one will know I'm secretly having a break down. The train pulls into the station at Brindlton Bay, the doors open and I step onto the platform and there he is, looking casually cool, leaning against the wall, he steps forward when he sees me, walks towards me and I breakdown in his arms.
"Im so sorry" I sob, drenching his t-shirt in my salty tears, "I ruined everything". He holds on to me tightly and I'm sure the other passengers are enjoying the break down of Zoey Green's relationship.
"Lets go to the lighthouse, we can talk there" He says
"If you're going to end things with me just do it here" I tell him
"Baby I'm not ending anything, I just want to talk" He promises and I walk with him to his car, get in and he begins driving us up to where the light house is.
"I'm impressed by your car" I joke and he cracks up laughing at me.
We all up in the carpark for the light house, he turns the car off and sits there looking at me for what feels like forever then he speaks.
"You left and I had no idea where you were and I got worried that you had left for good" He says and I can see the sadness in his eyes
"I wrote you a note, I put it on your noticeboard" I explain
"I have a noticeboard?" He asks, laughing
"Yeah, it's just out the front of your front door, you've never noticed it?" I laugh
"I've never noticed a noticeboard at my front door" He tells me and we both laugh. Silence once again falls between us but this time it's me who breaks it.
"I didn't want to stay if you were going to be angry at me, I don't like confrontation" I explain
"I'm not angry at you Zoey, I know it came off like that but I'm not and I'm sorry you felt that you had to run away from me. I'm just worried about being a distraction to you, like you're parents and school have said, this is one of the most important years of your life and I don't want to be the reason that you don't get the marks you need to get into uni" He frets
"Angus I'm so far ahead of everyone else in my classes, I've been putting in all the effort for years and I know how important this year is, even without everyone reminding me but I also want to be a normal, teenage girl, one that gets to go on dates with her boyfriend" I tell him
"I want you to be honest with me though, if it does get too much and you have to step back from us I will understand, it will kill me but you are my priority. If you feel you need to concentrate on school over us please tell me. No more hiding anything either, promise" He's pleading with me and it would kill me too to walk away but I know he's doing it for me.
"I promise, I won't hide anything, I love you Angus" I vow to him
"I love you too baby, when do you have to be home?"
"No until noon tomorrow, why?"
"Stay with me again?" he asks
"Yes but I think we need to do some more laundry" I inform him, smiling
"We are going to make a special stop on the way home, buy some things for Zoey" He announces and it peaks my curiosity
"What things are we buying for Zoey?" I ask, feeling a little silly talking to him in third person
"Something better than the washing machine and you can leave it at my house or take it home with you but I always want you to bring it to my house, so I can use it on you" He's getting excited as he starts the car and we pull out of the parking lot.
"On me? Is it going to hurt?" I ask, somewhat terrified
"Zoey why would I want to do anything to you that hurts you" He ask, slightly insulted
"I thought maybe that's what you're in to. Tess said some boys like that kind of control over a girl" I explained, embarrassed
"Do me a favour Zoey, stop taking advice about men from your sister who has only been with Declan and now I'm thinking Declan is one of those boys" He laughs to himself
"Well what is it that we are getting then?" I ask, if it's not designed to hurt me then I'm fully on board
"Just a small vibrator baby and I'll be very gentle with it, I promise"
"Is it going to hurt when I do have sex?" I ask him, back to being fearful
"It most likely will, the first few times but I'll be there with you and if it gets too much we can stop or take a break, whatever you need" He says and I feel at ease
"Can we try tonight" I ask, voice trembling, he reaches out and grabs my hand.
"There's no rush baby, I'm not going anywhere, I know our fight scared you, it scared me too whenI saw you had gone but I don't want you to feel you have to do anything out of fear that you're going to lose me coz I'm not going anywhere" He says to me in a reassuring tone.
"I know that, I want to do this because I love you and I trust that you will make me feel safe and I want to share something special with you, just you" I know I want this, I just need him to know it too.
"If you're sure about this and as long as you know that we can stop at anytime. Then we will need to make a second stop then, to the mini mart" He tells me
"Why?" I ask
"Because I don't think Don and Ruth want their 18 year old daughter being distracted by pregnancy, pretty sure they'd murder me for that" He laughs and I look at him in fear.
"do you remember your first time?" I ask him to break the silence
"Yeah, I was guy who thought he knew everything and it was all over within about 15 seconds, poor Steph didn't know what to do but we kept practicing, every chance we got and I got better, lasted longer" He reminisces
"Did it hurt her? The first time?" I know I'm asking a lot of questions but I like to be prepared for every possibility.
"Yeah it did" He answers me with the truth.
We make our stops and head back to his apartment just as the cold night air is setting in. He lights a fire in the fire place and orders food, I offered to cook but he wouldn't allow it.
"Go grab a blanket and sit on the couch" He orders me. It's only then that I realise that my phone is still in aeroplane mode from when I was on the train, I turn off aeroplane mode and an influx of missed calls, voicemails and text come through, manly all from Tess. I call her back and she answers on the first ring.
"Zoey are you coming home tonight by any chance?" She asks and I get suspicious
"No, Im staying in the city tonight, why?" I ask her
"Mum and Don went away for the weekend so I'm going to invite Declan over tonight so we can be alone" She explains
"oh, ok, is that it?" I ask
"Did you do it?" She demands, wanting to know the status of my virginity
"Not yet...but I think I will tonight...I'll tell you about it when I get home tomorrow. I love you T"
"Love you too Z"
I hang up and relax on the lounge until our food arrives and when it does I see he ordered us Chinese and all my favourite dishes too.
"I had some help" He tells me
"From who?" I ask
"Who do you think? who knows you better than anyone?" He asks
"Tess? When did you get in contact with Tess?"
"When I couldn't reach you and I panicked and she said you'd be on the train and that if I had fucked up, her words, not mine, then I should get you Chinese food and passionfruit ice cream" He tells me.
"There's passionfruit ice cream in this apartment?" I ask shocked
"Yep, carbs don't count when I've upset you" He looks at me with sad eyes.
"I upset you too, I should have just told you about the rules, I just didn't want to worry you"I explain and he kisses me
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the-goddess-of-change · 7 years ago
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The sound of thunder roars across the skies as i look out onto the pouring rain drinking my cup of coffee and thank myself i'm not out there I look up at the blue skies to see the skies light up as yet another lightning rides across the sky as the thunder roars It is already late at night and the storm shows no sign of stopping i walk back to my chair and sit down as i take a sip of the coffee and put it down on the table next to me The sound of thunder...the flash of lightning and the pouring rain, it makes it all feel quite...calming the rain is hitting my windows but i just feel at ease as i close my eyes and listen to it ...... ....... i wake up to the sound of two cars honking as i see its sunny outside i guess i must have fallen asleep i think to myself as i notice the cup of coffee is still next to me i stand up and pour out the coffee in the sink as i stretch my arms and start brewing another batch of coffee I yawn as i do as i spot the mail from my kitchen window i look at the coffee brewer which is still well bellow the middle as i step outside and pick up the mail as my feet hit something i look down as i spot a small ring i lean down and pick it up as i look at it some more it has a sorta dirty look to it, like its been lying under dirt for ages i put it in my pocket and walk back inside and turn of the coffee machine and pour myself a cup of coffee i take the ring out of my pocket and put it under the sink and start cleaning it i keep cleaning it but it still has a bit of a dirty look to it as i just put some warm water in a cup and drop the glass inside as i keep sipping my coffee I walk over the living room and sit down as i turn on the tv but it just shows static...probably thanks to the lightning storm last night i sigh to myself as i finish up my cup of coffee and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and do some laundry After i am done with the laundry i go back and look at the ring as it still look dirty i remove it from the glass of water and look at the ring as i try to put it on my finger and to my surprise it actually fits as well ''Huh...look at that'' i say to myself as i think to myself that maybe i should pawn it i nod but before that i have to take a shower i think as i walk back to the bathroom and turn on the shower and step inside the warm water hits my face and rolls down my back as i start scrubbing myself with some shampoo then washing it out as i turn of the shower and dry my hair quickly and put on a new change of clothes as i decide to head to the pawn shop i put on my shoes and walk outside as something shakes...or not really shakes but...it feels like...im moving but im standing still there is a small flash of light as i close my eyes once i slowly open my eyes back up i look outside and i cannot belive what i see...instead of the usual cars parked on the road...there is no cars...the houses looks...newer somewhat but still very...old the road is made of cobblestone instead of asphalt Several people are outside walking, one man wearing a suit with a woman wearing a yellow dress while the man is smoking a cigar and top hat the woman has short red hair that is curled up towards her head and she is wearing very...distinctive old timey clothing i rub my eyes a few times as i step forward out into the street to see the small shop nearby looks completely different as there is one of those barbershop poles by the door and its full of smoke inside ''What the hell?'' i say to myself as i look around and looks around as i hear a weird strange sounding noise as one of those old timey cars drive past me going reasonably slow... i look around as a gust of wind blows something onto my feet i look down and pick up the piece of paper that looks like a newspaper as i read it ''June...1942...hottest weather of the year...'' ''Wait...1942?!'' i yell as i read it again as a man wearing a suit walks over to me and blows some smoke out from his mouth from the cigar ''hello there good sir, thank you so so much for grabbing my newspaper, Damn thing blew out of my hand while i was reading it'' he laughs as i hand it to him ''Huh but my good sir, you look mighty strange wearing that Garb...say it is foreign perhaps ? say those people come up with new things all the time'' He laughs at me and walks away ''W-Wait!'' i yell at him as i walk over He looks at me with a confused look ''Ah...sir, is something the matter?'' ''Ah...kinda yeah...uh...what year is it ?'' ''You must be joking, its 1942 of course! you should really read a newspaper, it only costs 2 cents over by Timothy's generals'' i say nothing and just look at him with wide eyes as she turns and walks away ''What the hell...1942 ? how the fuck did that happen!'' i say to myself as i walk around the city which looks distinctively...older yet newer in some ways... Looking around i find myself where the pawn shop used to be where there is now a clothing store instead as a couple of women are standing outside smoking one with a stroller as they notice me ''huh...look at that Miranda...those young men are dressing worse and worse by the day'' ''Oh my yes...you are right Sally, it is absolutely dreadful'' they say as the look at me ''you know smoking causes cancer right ? and should you be doing that right next to your kid'' i say to her as she grabs her purse and hits me with it ''Mind your own business you rampant fool! dont meddle in or i will call the cops and have you sent to the Asylum!...smoking causes cancer....have you even heard such nonsense...'' they both scoff at me as i walk over to the park...which is thankfully still there and sit down on a bench as i spot a couple of guys drinking heavily and yelling at each other ''Holy shit...this really is the 1940's but what the hell am i doing here....'' i ask as the ring glows and i hear a voice in my head ''You are meant to be here'' i hear the voice say as i look around ''Hello ?'' i say and look around but there is no one around me ''Do not be alarmed i'm speaking to directly to your mind'' ''.....'' i say nothing ''You were sent back here to correct a mistake we are afraid....you were meant to grow up in this timeline instead of your own one...there was a small mistake and just thanks to the lightning storm we managed to correct it'' ''What the hell...meant to grow up in this timeline ? the 1940's ? for real what the hell kinda stoner talk is that'' ''Oh joke all you will but remember someone is talking to you in your head and you cannot deny this is the 1940's right ? so are you really in the position to demand?'' I shrug as i ponder the situation ''Well i don't care, send me back at once, this is fucking insane'' ''Sorry, we cannot do that, once you go back, going to the future might affect certain things so going forward is impossible i am afraid'' ''So what ? You're saying im stuck in this fucking place ?'' ''Well...stuck and stuck...you were meant to live in this time..so you are not stuck and look on the bright side, you are rich here, we brought back your money and exchanged it into this timelines currency so you are basically a millionaire now'' ''That is...that is kinda awesome...'' i say to myself ''A millionaire....that is awesome!'' ''Yes yes, it is the least we could do but we are afraid there is one more issue to take care of'' ''You see as you were...a mistake in some ways growing up in the wrong timeline that is not the whole story...'' ''Oh damn, what now then !?'' ''Well you see...it is you...or rather...''you'' since this whole thing was a mistake on our part well there is no easy way to say this to you but'' ''But'' i say feeling uneasy ''Well it is you see...it is...Nick right?'' ''Yes....it is'' ''Well it's supposed to be Nicole'' ''Wait what ? what ? say what ?'' i reply back to whatever it is talking to me ''Right then, you were meant to be a girl named Nicole, not a man named Nick So we have to rectify that predicament'' ''What ? no no, that is insane...'' ''Not as insane as going back in time though...right?'' ''Well...yeah...but still'' ''So to explain to you in one simple sentence, you were meant to grow up as a girl in this correct timeline, but due to some mistakes here and there you are not in the correct timeline'' ''So our job is to remedy that and to do that we have to start with your personally So if you would please do not react strongly or cause a scene we will correct that mistake right here and now'' it says as i stand up from the bench and try to remove the ring but its stuck on my finger The ring sends out some kinda electric shock trough my body as i go limp and fall down ''Dont try to remove it or that happens...you have to wear that ring to not mess up the timeline so its is permanently stuck to you now'' ''Now then where did we leave off...oh yes'' It says as my insides starts to feel like they are one fire as i can feel things moving around inside me cracking and fitting into place ''Augh...what the hell was that....'' ''Replacing your male organs just for now, the insides are easier to do since it just overrides and removes some stuff but we did replace it with its female counterparts'' ''it fucking hurt...'' i reply weakly back as i stand up on my legs and crack my fingers ''Ah yes let us start with the fingers'' it says as my fingernails grows longer and my fingers turns longer and more petite as the same happens to my arms as it turns smaller and slender my shoulders turns less broad and instead a bit sharper and smaller ''There...fingers and arms done....this will not take long Nicole so please just remain calm'' ''Remain calm ? what the hell kinda shit is this! who even are you!?'' ''You dont need to know that and you dont want to know that....'' it says in a more sinister tone ''Now then, the legs might be a good next step'' it says as i can feel my feet growing smaller and a loud crack can be heard as my legs grows wider as well as my hips then my ass grows decently larger and rounder ''Corrected'' it says as i look at the ring wanting to just throw it away ''Oh please, dont even try, you know i can read your mind so doing that would just give you yet another electrical shock and you dont really want that now do you?'' ''...I dont...'' i say lowly ''we thought so'' it says ''Now then where did we leave off ? oh yes'' it says as it starts to feel like someone tugging at my hair as it grows longer and longer and rolls down my back as it turns a gentle chestnut brown or blonde color and rolls up back as one side rolls down my shoulder ''Very classical and time precise Nicole'' The voice says ''Very...'' i say back as i sneeze I wipe my nose as the voice exclaims ''Ah yes, of course let us fix the face'' it says as i hear yet another loud crack as my face cracks and contorts as my eyes goes from blue to the same chestnut color as my hair, my lips gets fuller and my takes on a considerably feminine form as i walk over to the nearby lake and look up at my reflection and gasp ''Oh...damn...'' i say lowly to myself as i cover my mouth hearing my new voice ''oh damn...damn...'' i say yet again looking at the reflection in the water ''Yes yes, stop your complaining now'' ''Complaining ? i got every right, i have lived my whole life and now you are telling me that is just a joke ?'' ''Not a joke, a mistake we said'' ''Well whatever...but i look...'' ''You look what?'' ''I look good...that face...'' i say and run my finger across it as it feels gentle and smooth ''Okay okay so what now ?'' i say feeling a bit excited as i say it ''Oh ? that is a little turn around now, are you suddenly excited ?'' ''Well, no...not really but...the money drives me i guess...'' ''oh yes, the money keeps you going you say...'' it says ''Well...yes i mean...look...okay...what do you want me to say?'' ''if i cannot change reality...and this is just fate right ? what can i even do...walk around hating everything and myself and get thrown into jail for female hysteria ?'' ''Ah well, look here now, common sense, such a rarity and yes you probably would so it is smart to take the right choices'' it says as my chest starts to grow poking against my black Band shirt they grow larger and larger and fully develops into full functional breasts ''Now then we only have the last part of your ordeal left Nicole'' I look down as i cup my chest with my hands and looks around ''Mmm...these feels nice...'' i say to myself as i blush ''i do not think this is the right time to fondle yourself now Nicole, please be an upstanding woman of society now'' it says as i feel a weird sensation between my legs it feels like im being pushed up or something pressing against me penis as it just creeps back into my body as a pair of lips and a vagina starts to form down there instead as my hips once again grows a bit wider As it finishes it send a wave of pleasure up trough my body as i let out a gentle moan to myself ''there there Nicole'' ''Yes'' i say in a gentle soft tone ''Now you are who time meant for you to be but let me just fix your clothing as that is definitely going to break reality if someone spots you wearing that and besides as you might as well know, no women wore pants during this time'' ''Oh...yes yes, of course...my mistake'' i say cheerfully ''Please do not excuse yourself miss Nicole, you have nothing to be sorry for'' it says as my pants starts to widen up and creep up my legs as it slowly forms a grey skirt going down below my knees Then my band shirt slowly forms into a grey blazer with six buttons as it pushes against my body getting quite tight my converse shoes slowly start to form into a pair of black high heels with a strap around the ankels and lastly a pair of gloves wrap around my fingers and hands as a small purse forms out of thin air as i grab it ''Oh...this looks cute...and the outfit...its so fitting of the time...'' ''Well of course it is, you're a woman in the 1940's Now Nicole and you have to act like one, unfortunately your mind is something we cannot erase so you will have to learn along as it goes'' I nod as i open the purse and find a huge stack of cash ''Oh my! money! i should put these in a bank like right now...a woman with a wad of cash...this could be scary....'' i say to myself as i put the money back in the purse and hold it in my hand as i walk back into the city and look around as i spot the same women by the clothing store still standing there talking as they notice me i slowly walk over and smiles at me ''Hello...are you new in town?'' one of the women asks me as i nod ''Y-yes hello, my name is Nicole and i just moved here'' i smile ''Oh really ? Well my name is Sally and this is Miranda, it is a pleasure to meet you Nicole and i do have to say, your outfit looks very elegant'' ''Oh this thing...thank you'' i smile Miranda smiles as she looks into her purse and hands me a cigarette ''You must be smoking a lot to keep that lovely figure'' ''Oh...well i really dont...maybe once or twice'' i say as Miranda giggles and gives it to me and lights up as i take i inhale some ''it is truly a miracle cure, it makes you thinner and more beautiful and do excuse me for saying so but a woman without a cigarette in her hand is just not a classy woman'' ''Oh yes Miranda, you are definitely right but you know i just feel like good after taking one'' I just look at them as they keep talking so casually about this ''Ah..So Nicole, Do you have a husband ?'' ''Oh..no, not yet..im afraid'' i say kinda defending myself ''oh Sally, she just moved into town maybe she is just looking for one'' ''oh maybe i can ask Tom ? i think he has some single friends'' ''your husband ? oh yes maybe'' Miranda smiles I smile as i look down at the stroller ''And who is this little one?'' ''Oh that is Eric, he is my little bundle of joy barely a year old'' Sally smiles ''the little man is sleeping so i dont really want to disturb him so i hope you understand Nicole'' I nod at her as i finish up my smoke ''Ah...thank you for that'' i say as the women smile at me ''Oh dont mention it dear, we are happy to see a new face here, but i have to go on home now, my husband should be coming home from work now and i bet he is quite hungry now'' Sally smiles as she smiles at me and Miranda and walk home Miranda looks at me and smiles ''So Nicole let me invite you over to my home if you want to come for a cup of coffee and some cake ?'' ''Oh...really ? that would be quite lovely...thank you Miranda'' Miranda smiles as we walk over to her home and step inside once inside it looks typical 1940's...the old phone on the wall...the lack of...what i am used to but still it has quite the charm to it ''Oh please make yourself at home'' I smile as i sit down on a chair and cross my legs ''Oh my...just been a woman for 1 hour and already making friends and enjoying it....who knew the 1940's was such...different time'' i smile to myself as i am really getting into this Miranda out with a plate of some cake and a cup of coffee for me ''So do tell me about yourself Nicole....where do you come from ?'' ''Oh...i do not want to be rude Miranda but i left my past sort of behind...it was...quite...troubling and i do not really like to talk about it much...'' She looks at me sad and nods ''I see...that is truly horrible i am terribly sorry for asking you'' I just smile as i put my hand on hers ''it is not your fault, you couldn't have known is all...'' She smiles and nods as i remove my hand and take a sip of my coffee ''You have a very nice home...it is so cozy in here'' i say ''Oh, thank you thank you...i just love decorating and flowers so this is my little escape from the world outside'' Some things never change i say to myself ''So...what do you like Nicole ?'' ''Oh...i like...going to resturants...being with my friends...going to the mall...'' i say weakly hoping i dont mess something up ''Oh yes i just adore the mall, it is just so bustling with life and they have quite the nice selection of stores but i have to say, your fashion sense is distinctly...upper class...'' she says looking at me ''Oh yes...my father was a banker and made a lot of money...but as he died and had no other children he gave me all...my mother died when i was very young...'' i say quickly ''Oh..yes i see...so you were an only child?'' she asks me ''Oh well...like i said i dont really like to talk...about the past...'' ''Oh yes...of course of course...'' I look over at Miranda who sips her coffee wearing her red dress with sleeves going down to the ankles ''So then Nicole...have you had anything fun lately?'' ''Fun ? oh no but i did have a strange dream...'' ''Oh ? a strange dream...?'' ''Yes...i had a fever a couple of weeks ago and when i have it i get really tired...so i dream't i was a man...like...several years in the future...it was...very strange'' Miranda giggles and looks at me ''Oh ? my my, did they have flying cars?'' she giggles as i giggle back and shake my head ''oh...do you have someplace to live ?'' i slowly shake my head and sigh ''Well you want to stay here for the night then ?'' ''Well...that would be lovely but i cannot do so for free...let me at least pay for it...'' i say as Miranda lights up another cigarette and smiles at me ''oh please...i will not ask you but if you insist'' she smiles as i look into my purse and hands her a hundred dollar bill She looks at it in shock then over at me then back at the bill ''A-Are...Are you sure ? that is a lot of money...'' she says as i just smile and nod at her ''you are giving me a place to stay...it is the least i can do'' We sit down and chat for several more hours as i learn new things over and over again as Miranda yawns and looks at the clock ''Oh...miranda do not mind if i ask but...do you live here alone ?'' ''Oh..yes...my husband died in the war 4 years ago i am afraid...i have been alone since'' ''Oh...i didnt mean to bring that up...i am sorry'' Miranda smiles and shakes her head ''He died fighting for our country...in my eyes he is a hero Miranda smiles at me as she turns around and walks up the stairs as i look at her while sipping my last cup of coffee ''....oh my dear goddess....'' i say to myself as feel myself getting a bit warmer ''Oh dear heavens..no no...please...i am a woman...it is not right...'' ''But i mean...i used to be...'' ''No no...that is just absurd...i mean...its not but i cannot keep thinking like that...i have to fit in...'' i say as Miranda walks back downstairs and sits down on the sofa ''So then Miranda, you can use the guest bedroom okay ?'' I nod at her as i stand up and walk upstairs to the guest room which just has a single bed and some old drawers there it feels...quite cold I look in the drawers as i find an old nightgown as i remove my clothes and put on the gown as i lie down in bed just thinking about Miranda ''Oh...Fuck it'' i say as i stand back up and walk over to find Miranda in the bathroom i look at her as she looks at me and smiles ''that nightgown fits you very nice i am glad i saved that thing'' I just look at her into the eyes as she goes silent and just looks at me back ''N-Nicole...are you well ?'' she asks as i take a deep breath and looks at her ''I think i am about to do something...stupid'' i say as i move in closer and wrap my arms around her shoulders as i gently leans in and kisses her lips Miranda's eyes goes wide as she pushes me away ''Good heavens Nicole! what has gotten into you! Are you insane!?'' she yells at me as i look at her ''I am not insane Miranda...but...you have just been so kind to me and...look at you...you look so lovely and cute...and it just..felt right'' ''i close my eyes now and see you....and i just want to hold around you...you really...you are just...'' Miranda looks at me and pushes me away as she walks into her bedroom and locks the door i walk over and knock on it but get no reply ''I am...i am so sorry Miranda...'' i say as i walk back to my room and lie down on the cold bed as i close my eyes and just recap my day so far But as i start to recap it my thoughts flood over to Miranda...all i think about is her now...her lovely body...her cute and sweet face...her empathy and compassion...why does these things...turn me on and why do i...as a woman myself...i am killing myself... But i cannot fight these feelings anymore i remove my nightgown and lie down naked in the bed and covers myself with the blanket as i just think about Miranda all night and nothing else The next morning i wake up and look around and quickly get dressed as i find Miranda downstairs listening to the radio ''Good morning'' she says as i walk over and sit down next to her ''Good morning Miranda...'' She turns and looks at me ''i have heard of women like you Nicole...and cannot belive it just happened to me...i cannot get it out of my head what you did to me...i wanted to call the police but...i just couldn't...'' ''i am sorry Miranda...i didn't mean it...'' ''Look Nicole, you are a lovely woman but this...this...is just...absurd...'' i just keep looking at her as i stand up and walks over to her as i hold her hand against my blazer where my breasts are as she stands up and looks at me ''.....'' we say nothing and just look at each other as i yet hear the voice in my head again ''Miss Nicole...if you go down this path...you will live a secrecy...oppression and hate...'' it says to me ''Yes...but i cannot help myself...its not that she is just a woman...but i just cannot help myself...i just cannot...she...she just feel right for me...'' ''Then Miss Nicole...dont fight it...and enjoy this life that was meant to be yours from the start''it says as it fades away ''N-Nicole...'' she stammers but does not remove her hand as i smile at her ''Miranda...'' ''Nicole...'' ''Miranda...i cannot stop my feelings...when i saw you..i just knew...i fell in love...you are everything i have looked for in another person...and i cannot stop thinking about you no matter how hard i try...'' ''But...i am a woman....just like you...'' ''And so what...? does that make it less wrong ? these are my feelings...you dont have to feel the same back but...just be honest to me...'' Miranda sighs i let go of her hand as she looks at me ''....Who...who just are you...'' she says ''Just a woman like you'' i smile back I see a smile across Her face as she giggles and looks at me ''No one has to know...right?'' I nod at her ''We can move away and start a life for ourselves....'' ''Then...Y-yes...i will give this a chance but what would i even call you?'' I lean in and kiss her lips lovingly ''Wives at some point maybe ? or maybe just...girlfriends'' ''Wives...me being a wife to a woman...oh my....i would have never...but...you kiss...good'' i giggle and smile at her ''And so do you Miranda...my dear...'' ''Oh Nicole...i dont understand you but...i am sure i will soon'' she smiles at me as i kiss her lips again and giggle at her ''i know something i want to try with you...if you so desire to follow me upstairs...'' Miranda looks at me confused as we head upstairs and i show her a whole new word...just as she did to me...
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lexi-the-twilight-dragon · 7 years ago
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Sup peeps! Been kinda absent for a while, so I'm just gonna go ahead and post a little drabble I wrote on my lunch break the other day
PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE
Of course. The first time since joining Freelancer he's had the time, the nerve, or even the means to call his family, and he gets the goddamn answering machine.
FANDOM: Red vs Blue. Some spoilers for S15 but not S16 bc I haven't watched it yet. RATING: Fluff. WORDS: 971 CHARACTERS: Washington, Tucker, Caboose (mention only), Simmons (mention only), Junior (mention only), OCs
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The phone receiver is still sitting in his hand. It has been for the last thirty minutes, but he still hasn't dialled.
After the Grif siblings had been reunited after half a decade apart, and Earth was confirmed to still be intact, the other Reds and Blues had gotten the idea of calling their own families. Some calls were heartwarming ("MICHAEL!!" The phone wasn't on speaker, but the woman's voice could be heard loud and clear by all in the room. "Hello Rebecca," said soldier replied, completely undaunted by her volume, "And helloes to Mary, Ruth, Magdalene, Esther, Rachel..."), some were a little awkward ("Dad, your grandson is a goddamn ambassador of peace, AND a kickass basketballer! What's not to love about that?") and some, well... (the cyborg didn't look up from his book, but his jaw hardened. "They don't want to talk to me, and I don't want to talk to them. But thank you for the offer.")
But now the phone sits in his hand, and somehow dialling seems more terrifying than anything he'd faced in the last few years.
Just do it. Get a spine and do it.
He's not sure about the spine part, but he does it anyway.
The dial-tone is nearly torture, as well as listening to his own breath on the line, alone like the breath in his helmet after everyone was gon-
"Hey, you've reached Kitty O'Leary. I'm a little busy right now-"
Of course. The first time since joining Freelancer he's had the time, the nerve, or even the means to call his family, and he gets the goddamn answering machine.
"But leave a message, and I'll get back to you when I can. Bye!"
The machine beeps, and he freezes. He's meant to say something here, but...
"H-Hey, Kitty. I-It's David here. You know, your brother. I know it's been a while since we last spoke... if you can call eight years 'a while'." He can't help but cough slightly, talking becoming a lot harder by the second, and not just from the throat injury.
"Just letting you know: yeah, I am alive, against all odds. Life has been... pretty hectic over the last few years." Well, that was a fucking understatement.
It takes him a second to realize: "Of course, you wouldn't know what I've been up to, since I haven't been called by my name in a while, even after Freelancer fell apart. Chorus? Reds and Blues? D'you get that news? Yeah, I was involved there. With the Reds and Blues. An odd selection of soldiers, but they're not so bad once you get to know them.
"So... this being the answering machine, I'm not going to get any immediate answers, but...how're things? You, Mom, Sharon, Daisy? I mean," he has to pause for a second before he continues, "I haven't seen any of you since high school, so... I dunno, am I an uncle yet? Or some other big family event I've completely missed?"
He pauses again. God this hurts. "Listen, Kitty... I'm sorry. I am so sorry I haven't been there, or called you, or written, or anything for so, so long. It has been a long, long fifteen years and I can't even begin to pretend I'm the same David O'Leary that enlisted at 18." Is he gonna cry? He feels like he's gonna cry. "But I'm here, I'm alive and, fuck, I miss you."
Yup, he's gonna cry. Fuck.
"Anyway, I think that's all I can say for the time being. Say hi to Mom and the others for me, 'kay? Bye Kit, love you."
He hits the button, but his cheeks are already wet.
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"So how'd it go?"
Tucker, surprisingly, is in the kitchen waiting for him. He'd thought everyone had left for bed already.
He smiles lightly, and hopes it hides the tear marks. "Got the answering machine. Just my luck, huh?
Tucker gives him a sympathetic wince. "Ouch. Who'd you call?"
"My sister. First one I could find a number for."
"She single?"
"Tucker, no."
"At least tell me if she's hot."
"You are not flirting with my sister."
"Oh, c'mon! Why are all the sisters off limits?"
"First of all, she's way out of your league."
"Hey, my league's the sword wielders, if you get me. Bow chicka-"
"Tucker, stop."
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It takes a mammoth amount of strength and all her sense of tidiness to not drop her bag the second she walks in the door, and at least make it as far as the kitchen counter. God it had been a long day.
Coffee is on in seconds, heels are off in only a few more, and almost as a side thought, the answering machine is deployed.
"YOU HAVE, 3, NEW MESSAGES. FIRST MESSAGE:
"Hi Kitty, it's Miranda. Just letting you know the boss has order a new report to be done by next Thursday. I know. I'll do my best to get my share done ASAP, you just focus on your weekend, hon. See you Monday. Bye." "
She groans loudly. Good god, more paperwork? Her head hurts just thinking about it. Is the coffee ready yet?
"SECOND MESSAGE:
"Hey Kitty Kat! It's Sharon! Just wanting to confirm you're still up for bridal shopping tomorrow. I mean, I am super excited and would love for you to come, but like, I won't drag you out of bed if you really need a sleep in. You know my number, just gimme a ring, yeah? 'Kay, bye." "
She doesn't really have the energy to snort, but as if she'd miss shopping with her bride-to-be sister. She's maid of honor, after all.
Coffee's done, so she gets up from the couch to pour it.
"THIRD MESSAGE:
".........H-Hey, Kitty. I-It's David here. You know, your brother." "
Coffee crashes to the floor.
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A/N: IM SORRY I CANNOT WRITE INNUENDO BUT BOW CHICKA BOW WOW HAD TO BE IN THERE SOMEWHERE.
Of course 'Kitty' is a cat-guy Wash reference. Obviously.
HEADCANONS:
Wash is confirmed to have "several" sisters, which my brain translates to "three". I contemplated there being twins simply to reference that one line in S4 ("So I hear you got sisters. Bow chicka - who are twins! - bow wow!") but I couldn't make it work for me.
Kitty is the straight-laced eldest, followed by bubbly Sharon, David is only a little younger than Sharon, and Daisy is the wild child youngest. Kitty has a stressful office job she hates, and Sharon is about to get married (and Wash is totally gonna show up and surprise her).
As for O'Leary... a roundabout reference to Shannon McCormick. I don't know if he has any Irish in him, but I myself have McCormicks in my family tree, who were VERY Irish, so I went with the next Irish-y sounding name I thought of.
Because I'm self-indulgent like that.
OH! Almost forgot, Caboose has two biblical names (Michael Jesus) so so do all his sisters.
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softforimjaebum · 7 years ago
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죄라 (2)
Im Jaebum x Reader
Word Count: 6.8k
Genre: Angst, Smut
Summary: Reader wakes up to a day full of surprise; but no one ever said all surprises have to be good, right?
Author’s Note: I could only listen to defsoul’s mixtape while writing this, and it’s probably a mess of my own emotions, I’m sorry in advance and thank you for reading!
Chapter 1
You woke up the next morning, pleasantly sore from the night before and alone, just as you had expected. It wasn’t anything new, so it didn’t faze you to fall asleep in a warm bed and wake up in a cold one. The sheets on his side still smelled of him, they always did when he left. And it was a routine you followed to wash your sheets after the fact. It wasn’t helpful to the kind of relationship the two of you had to have your sheets smelling like him.
It wasn’t like you were madly in love with him, but you knew deep down that you felt more for him than just this lust you showed him. And maybe he felt the same. But the two of you were very similar in how easily you could repress feelings. It would be impossible to know if he had those feelings for you too, and neither of you would ever risk it unless there was some solid proof to do otherwise. And even then, with his lifestyle, you didn’t really think it was possible to be anything more than what he was currently giving you. And so he hadn’t ever over stayed his welcome, and neither had you ever tried to make him stay.
But today was a Sunday, and it was probably early in the morning judging from how dark it was outside, it wouldn’t harm you to just indulge yourself in not washing your sheets yet. You could just always do it later in the day.
You could feel yourself drifting back to sleep when you heard a loud noise. It sounded like something smashing on the floor, and you shot out of your bed and threw on the nearest t-shirt you found thrown carelessly into the laundry basket. Then you reached for the baseball bat kept in the little hidden corner between your closet and the wall. There was supposed to be no one in the house, your roommate had gone to spend the night at her boyfriend’s house and you knew they had a better, a more romantic if you will, Sunday planned than yours.
If Jaebum left the door open, I swear to god I will cut him.
With that thought, you tightened your grip on the bat you opened the door as slowly as possible, trying to peak into the lounge to see if you could see any traces of where exactly the intruder was. When you fully pulled the door open, you found your lounge empty. However, you could hear noises in your kitchen.
Why was the intruder in your kitchen? Who the fuck was robbing your fucking kitchen of all places to rob?
Moving to grip the bat with both hands, you slightly lifted it in anticipation of having to knock out whoever was trying to rob…your kitchen.
Just as you turned the corner of your kitchen doorway, heart beating so fast it could leap out of your chest any second, you were met with a very hassled Jaebum, scrambling to pick up the pieces of the two plates he had broken. When you came into his view, he froze, staring up at you with wide eyes.
You asked him the first question that popped up in your mind, and it wasn’t about the plates he had broken.
“What….are you doing here?”
He wasn’t supposed to be here, he was not supposed to outstay his welcome; and his welcome only extended to you fall asleep in his arms, never waking up to him in your kitchen…-burning an omelette as you now noticed.
He smelled the burning too and tired to get up to turn the stove off, but you told him to take care of the plates and took care of the stove yourself.
“I was making breakfast” he said, still trying to throw the pieces into the bin nearby. “The more important question is why do you have a baseball bat in your hand? Are you going to hit me with that just for breaking two plates?”
You sighed, dropped the bat to the ground as you tried to salvage the unsalvageable omelette, and answered, “I thought it was a burglar”
You hoped he wouldn’t ask why you thought he was a thief because answering him would make things way more awkward than you were currently feeling. And thankfully, he got the hint. He didn’t press any further, and both of you continued doing your respective tasks at hand.
Jaebum successfully cleaned the kitchen, making sure there were no broken crumbs left on the floor, everyone knew about your habit of walking barefoot in the house. However, the egg was well and truly doomed, so you gave up on trying to save it half way through and just scrapped it into the bin to start making another one.
When Jaebum saw you finishing up, he handed you another egg.
“You eat two eggs in the morning?”
“It is for you” he said, just slightly confused at your question.
“Oh no, I am not a breakfast person. I just have coffee”
He looked shocked for what you could swear was an entire minute before he spoke up to scold you in his dad voice.
“But breakfast is the most important meal, you have to eat in the morning before you go out for the day”
Little did he know, his dad voice didn’t work on you. There was only one authoritative voice he could pull off with you and it was not nearly as innocent as this one.
“Ehh” you replied as you moved to a nearby cabinet to grab two mugs to pour the coffee that Jaebum had thankfully already started.
“That is not an answer” he said, blocking you from reaching for your coffee. It was too early in the morning, and you hadn’t had your first cup of coffee which meant you did not have the patience for him right now, but moreover you did not have the energy to fight him.
“I never had time to eat breakfast when I was in school, so its a habit now. I can’t eat in the morning without wanting to throw up. Now can you move so I can get my sustenance?”
He didn’t budge instantly, he just slowly moved to the side, only giving you enough space to squeeze in between him and the counter to reach for the coffee. He just kept lingering as you poured the coffee out for both of you, and something about it felt extremely foreign to you.
It’s the daylight your mind reminded you. You aren’t used to seeing him being like this without in daylight.
Pushing your thoughts away, you moved away from him and took a seat on the small dining table you had fit into the kitchen. He followed suit with his breakfast in hand and sat right next to you.
God damn him and this strange behaviour
You were cursing yourself for not bringing your phone with you, regardless of the kind of situation you came downstairs in, because this was very unusual for you. The contact that the two of you had inside company walls were entirely professional, and people would more likely believe you were fucking Jackson than believe you were fucking him. You were currently awkward around him to the point where you didn’t know what the hell to do with your limbs.
Jaebum, on the other hand, wasn’t awkward at all, munching away happily at his eggs on toast and occasionally pausing to take a sip of his coffee. And if he was awkward, he surely didn’t let it on. All you could do was sip your coffee, look down into your mug when you weren’t sipping from it, and pray to god he would finish his breakfast and leave as soon as possible.
But of course, the earth would crack open and satan himself would come to your house for tea sooner than your prayers getting answered. Once Jaebum was finished eating, he showed no signs of hurry. Instead, he took his utensils to the sink and started washing up after himself at a leisurely pace.
Unable to bear the discomfort any longer, you decided to head back to your room and make yourself useful by putting your sheets in the washing machine.
“I’m gonna go back to my bedroom” you quietly spoke as you hurried away from the kitchen.
Once in the comfort of your room, you breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he was still in your kitchen, you were away from that situation for a while; hopefully just long enough to gather your thoughts.
The first thing you did was to wash your face and brush your teeth, just to feel like an actual living person which was far from what you were feeling when you can walked back to your room.
Going out of your bathroom, you stopped at the mini closet, pausing to select new sheets and then made your way to the bed. Quickly stripping off the older sheets from your bed you threw it onto the floor, to be picked up when you were done making your bed. It didn’t take you long to put the new sheets on and carry the old ones into the small balcony attached to your bathroom where you kept your washing machine.
Once you put the sheets in, you stood there, staring outside, lost in your thoughts; that is until you felt a pair of arms wrapping around your stomach and pulling you back.
You instantly knew it was Jaebum, who else would it be? But it wasn’t just because of that fact that you knew it was him, you could smell exactly what you were trying to wash away from your sheets behind you. What was worse is him being like this. Cuddling was kept to a minimum, and it was always kept as an after care for when things inevitably got rough with him.
He pulled you towards him and rested his head on your shoulders before he spoke up.
“So eager to wash me off your sheets?”
His words were nothing but a whisper, and it sent chills down your back and your arms because while it was just a whisper, his tone was something else entirely. You knew what that tone suggested, but what he was saying in that tone was unfamiliar to you.
He seemed to want an actual response to his question, which also was not usually the case when he used that tone with you. Your mind was scrambling to look for a response which did not let on just how eager you were to not just wash him off your sheets but get him out of door right now. You couldn’t let him in on your weaknesses and your coping mechanisms.
“I just wanted new sheets on the bed, it’s got nothing to do with you”
Yes, great job, amazing, the award for the lamest fucking excuse in the world goes to yours truly
You knew that both of you knew your answer was a whole pile of bullshit, but Jaebum didn’t question you any further and you didn’t dare bring anything up. You stood in the same position, him refusing to move and you being too confused to think straight. Instead of asking you questions he knew you would give equally bad responses to, he busied himself with placing feathery kisses down your neck and the exposed skin of your shoulders.
And then his lips were travelling back up the road they went down, just a tiny bit harsher. He let his teeth scrape over that one spot on your neck that he knew was your weakness and you knew you had to stop him now, or you would be far too lost in him to realise what on earth was happening.
“Jaebum, please stop” you tried to warn.
“Stop what?” he said, as he continued to place kisses on your neck, sloppier and needier kisses.
“You know exactly what”
“Maybe I don’t want to stop”
His hands took this opportunity to busy themselves by sneaking under the shirt you were wearing, going straight to your breasts. He would usually grabbed a handful in each hand and massage them or pinch your nipples until you were a moaning mess begging him to stop. But this time he just felt them up, his fingers lingering on your skin and on the curve of your breasts and down your sides, as if trying to remember every dip and curve of your body.
It was strange for him to be this delicate with you, and in the back of your mind you knew that all too well, but his hands and his lips were getting you closer and closer to the point of no return.
Your mind was practically screaming at you to push him away, to do anything to make him stop; but when he turned you around to face him, you simply let him. He kissed from your jaw, up to your lips; soft, lingering kisses that left you breathless.
He led you out of your bathroom, towards your freshly made bed and carefully pushed you back on it until you laid down on your bed. He didn’t join you; instead he took his shirt off, and went straight to kissing your legs, all the way up to your inner thighs.
He nipped occasionally on the soft skin, but other than that, he only prepped your skin with lingering kisses, never letting his lips get anywhere near where he knew you needed him. It got to a point where you couldn’t deal with his teasing and bucked your hips up to let him know you were getting impatient.
“Look at you, always so ready” he said.
Before you could reply, he placed a single kiss right on your clit and all you could manage to respond with a strangled moan.
You could feel him smile against you as he continued his ministrations; slowly dragging his tongue on your clit, never increasing the pressure or the speed. It was slow enough to buck against his mouth again, only to be held down by his arms. You knew this game too well, you just had to take what he was giving you, however he was giving it to you.
To your surprise, he actually stopped teasing you. He got off the bed, quickly getting rid of his pants and grabbing a condom from the stash kept inside the drawer of your bedside table.
You were still confused about what was happening and how you got here, but it would be a lie if you said you weren’t enjoy this needier side of Jaebum. He was usually the one with all the patience in the world to tease you all night, but he seemed like the eager one today; and your body welcomed that change.
You snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Jaebum’s hand on your thighs again, focusing on him again to see that he had rolled the condom on, and was making his way back between your thighs.
There was no teasing, no making you beg for him until he was satisfied. He just slowly slid into you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. He moved just as slowly as he his tongue had been moving, making you frustrated at his pace.
You were chasing your orgasm, but he had very different plans. He moved so he could kiss you as he moved slow and deep inside you, wanting to make you feel every small movement he made.
But just because Jaebum was suddenly taking things slow didn’t mean you weren’t the usual mess you were for him. You could feel each and every one of his thrusts in every part of your body. And it was overwhelming, the feeling in the pit of your stomach was threatening to spill over and yet it was seemingly so far away.
You hands were tangled in his hair, not pulling on them like usual, just holding him. When he stopped kissing you to catch his breath, you ran your fingers through his hair, caressing him however you could. He leaned into your touch, the slightly sharpness in his thrust indicated he liked this just as much as he liked it when you pulled on his hair.
“Please Jaebum, faster, you’re killing me here” you whispered, barely audible to your own ears and for a moment you wondered if you were loud enough for him to even hear you.
“No…I just don’t want this to fucking end” he whispered back, causing you to feel a new rush, one that neither of you had experienced with each other.
At his words one of your hands came down from his hair onto his shoulders and down his arms, nails scratching his skin lightly as you took him.
“Please” you breathed, and he just shook his head, stubborn as always.
For a while after that, you were both a mess in each other’s arms. Jaebum wanting to make it last as long as he possible could, you were tangled, holding onto each other for dear life. He didn’t stop kissing you until both of your jaws hurt, and even then he lazily continued to kiss you wherever he could. He kissed every bruise and bite he had left behind the night before, over and over again.
You could feel your impending orgasm close in on you, and when you tried to warn Jaebum about it, for the sake of the habit of always warning him when you got too close and needed him to slow down or to tell you you could cum, he beat you to it.
“You know I can feel that you’re close right? So tight, always so good for me”
You arched into Jaebum even more, if that was even possible anymore. He didn’t say anything, just brought his hand down to your clit, rubbing slow and precise circles, still not rushed to help you finish but not entirely opposed to it either.
You hoped he wasn’t going to just stop and bring you down from your high, and so you found yourself getting even more lost in what he was making you feel. One particularly deep thrust, and you came, with nothing but a loud intake of breath, holding onto Jaebum’s neck and probably even digging your nails into his skin. It wasn’t an explosion like you were used to, it was like a knot unwinding itself. It was less falling and more being suspended in air, just flying.
Jaebum followed suit, losing himself in his own orgasm a few more thrusts later, kissing you lazily again and again until you both came down from your highs.
He pulled out, disposing of the condom, and got in bed again. He pulled your body towards himself, which now felt limp after what you just experienced, kept his head on your stomach and wrapped his arms around you. You were far too dazed and tired to question any of his moves, and simply let him cuddle into you before you drifted off to sleep.
You were woken up by what you presumed to be Jaebum’s phone ringing considering your phone was presumably already out of battery, after all you hadn’t seen it since last night or remembered to put it on charge. You winced slightly at how loud his ringtone was, but you suppose when living with people as loud as the rest of GOT7 he maybe needed a loud ringtone.
You were surprised, yet again, when you realised Jaebum was still in bed with you; and not just in bed with you. He was still wrapped around your stomach, now detaching himself from you to look for his phone.
He found it in the pocket of his discarded jeans, clearing his throat before picking up his phone. You decided this would be a good time to get out of bed, and to look for your own phone. The slight anxiety of not having checked your phone for so many hours was slightly settling in; what if someone had been in an emergency and called you?
You crawled forward on your bed to find your t-shirt, discarded around the same place as Jaebum’s jeans, which were now in his hands. He was putting his jeans on, while talking in a hush voice to whoever was on the phone, his back towards you. Quickly picking up your t-shirt, you pulled it over your head and started looking for your phone. You found it quickly enough, on the little desk you had by the window of your bedroom. You were right in assuming it would be out of battery, and moved to your bedside table to put your phone on charge.
“I’ll be back in a minute” Jaebum said, now turned around towards you.
You nodded at him and he rushed out, you figured it was a work call and sat on your bed, on his side, and turned your phone back on. You were immersed in checking the notifications on your phone, you hadn’t missed anything too important; the messages were mostly from your friends and they weren’t many, a social media notification here and there. You felt yourself relax a little at the thought of not having missed anything too important.
Jaebum returned to your room, finding you sitting on what had been his side of the bed for the past couple of hours.
His side of the bed. He liked that thought, he didn't know why but he did. He was surprising himself doing whatever he was doing today, but for once, it felt so right to do those things that he didn’t question his impulses. Just like he didn’t question his impulse now to go over and kiss you. He knew that kissing you was reserved to moments the two of you were in bed, or heading that way. He also knew kissing you like this was against the unspoken rules the two of you had. But he did it anyway.
When you felt Jaebum’s presence near you again, you looked up at him. He was shirtless, his jeans hanging low on his waist, his hair was messy and he had a shit eating grin on his face when you looked at him. When he reached your bed, he leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on your lips before plopping down on the bed. You looked over at him, extremely confused.
“What’s gotten into you today?” you asked, unable to stop yourself.
“Nothing” he beamed up at you. “So…I was wondering if you were up to go party with all of us tonight?”
“All of us?” you questioned
“Yeah, the boys and I are headed to this party tonight, if you want to, you could come along with us? I mean, you don’t have to of course but I thought it would be nice”
You could tell he was nervous, having worked around GOT7 when you first joined the company you knew he rambled when he was nervous. You thought about it for a second, it wouldn’t be so bad. You were friends with all of them, and you hadn’t had the chance to really meet them in a while. A party with those extremely noisy, loveable boys could only do you good right?
“Yeah sure, it’ll be fun. Where are you guys headed to?”
“Its this private party at nb2 , I’ll pick you up around 9?”
“You…want to pick me up? And go to a party with me?” you wondered out loud.
“..Yes” he said, and made a puzzled expression at your question.
You could think of a lot to say, but none of it felt appropriate for the mood. Before you could vocalise any of your thoughts, he intervened.
“But, for now, I need to leave. I’m gonna head back to the dorm, freshen up and then there is a group meeting at the new company building…work stuff. But I’ll call you when I’m done okay?”
“I guess?”
He picked his shirt from the ground and quickly pulled it over his head as he headed out of your room with you following suit.
He wore his shoes hurriedly, and pulled your main door open. Before he left, however, he turned back around and kissed you again, his lips gentle on yours and with that, he rushed out.
You realised soon after that you were hungry, and that you had half dried sheets in your washing machine.
You decided to eat first, as your stomach at this point was grumbling loudly, cursing at you for forgetting to eat for so long. You went about your day, pushing the thoughts of what had happened with Jaebum to the back of your mind. You knew thinking about it too much would only result in confusion and feelings you simply did not want to deal with.
So you got on with your day, cooked for yourself, ate while watching episode after episode of Brooklyn Nine Nine. When the sun was beginning to set, you got up to wash whatever utensils had been used and went on to put your sheets in the dryer.
Then you got back to your Netflix, the weird anxiety in your stomach was making you feel queasy and you thought distracting yourself would be the only way to make it through the evening. And that is when your phone rang.
JB calling…
You sighed, and almost debated whether you wanted to pick his phone or not. You could always just say you were taking a bath and left your phone in the living room.
“Hello?”
“Hey, I hope I’m not disturbing you or anything”
“No, not at all”
“So uhm, you still up for coming out with us tonight, right?”
You were so not used to this that your answers just automatically coming out short and to the point.
“If you still want me to, yes”
“Of course I do. I was just calling to check in. And to remind you to eat before we leave, I know you don’t handle alcohol very well on an empty stomach” he chuckled as he remembered a particular memory.
“It was one time, Im Jaebum. When will you ever let me forget it?” you whined, you hated being reminded of that night.
It really was just one fucking time and Jaebum took every chance he got to tease you about it. So what if you had thrown up on his favourite jacket, you were slightly sick and you hadn’t had a single mean since your late morning bowl of ramen. And yes, you had a little too much to drink. And it wasn’t even that much. And you had taken it upon yourself to make sure you returned a clean jacket back to him.
You heard him laugh, hearty and warm.
“Just eat okay?”
“Just stop okay?”
Jaebum chuckled again and went on “I’ll be there at 9 babe”
With that, he hung up.
Did he just…..no, you were surely mistake. He must have said 바보 (babo; stupid) and you misheard him.
You decided on eating the leftovers from the lunch you made while you took a bath, after which you started getting ready, which in your opinion was always a pain in the ass. You had no trouble getting ready for a normal day, but for night outs it was always a bargain between comfort and looking fine as fuck. You ended up just putting on a dress which leaned a little more towards looking fine as fuck than it did towards comfort; however for your footwear, your mind was set on your favourite pair of black boots, comfort trumped sexy any day when it came to being on the dance floor in a club and feeling like your feet wanted to die in the heels.
As promised, Jaebum was on your doorstep at 9pm. He rang the bell, and you were just about done with your makeup, finishing up your red lip just in the nick of time as you heard the bell go off. You rushed out, grabbing your purse and your phone on your way out. You had already informed your roommate that you were going out for the night, and everything else in the house was taken care of.
You were yet to put on your boots, but since they were kept near the entrance to your apartment anyway you decided on just putting them on after you let Jaebum in.
You pulled the door open to see Jaebum leaning slightly against the wall beside him, straightening up once he saw you. He wore blue jeans with a silky black shirt, and if your opinion was asked for, you’d say he left his shirt unbuttoned a little too far down. His skin was so soft, and you could slightly make out a light red mark running down his chest, possible from earlier today or from last night.
He smiled at you, opening his arms to pull you in for a hug. He smelled so good, and your mind was quickly rushing to a different place. You mentally cursed yourself, just returned his hug and let him go when he pulled back.
“You look really good” he said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.
You smiled at him, amused at how awkward he was acting. He had seen you in much more compromising positions and he was awkward about this.
“You don’t look too bad yourself” you said, still smiling before continuing, “Just give me a minute, I need to put my boots on and then we can get going”
He nodded, and you got busy putting your boots on, and then the two of you were on your way. He had driven himself, which was another surprise since he didn’t always drive. He had a license, but you had very rarely seen him drive.
When you reached the club, you spotted a wild Bambam on the dance floor. Seeing as this was a private party, there just were the right amount of people, it wasn’t too crowded and it wasn’t empty enough to be awkward. You went to greet Bambam, who when noticed you, just pulled you in for a hug while still swinging along to the beat of the music.
While the two of you dance-hugged, Jaebum just stood nearby smiling at the both of you.
Bambam let you go, and shouted over the music “It’s good to see you noona!”
“You too Bam” you shouted back, quickly kissing his cheek, like you were used to doing to him. Whenever you saw Bambam, you always saw the little baby with a pink patch of hair and it always made you want to pinch his cheeks, which was apparently embarrassing to Bambam (“I’m not a child anymore noona!!” he’d whine to you), so you settled for pecking his cheeks instead.
“I’m going to go meet the others yeah?” you continued.
He gave you a thumbs up, while still grooving to the music and you laughed at him once before turning around to find Jaebum. He led you to one of the booths where you saw the rest of your friends along with a couple of other guys you knew were friends of the rest of the boys. Jackson was the first to get up and pull you in for a hug, always the excited little puppy. He kissed your cheek and let you get on with greeting the rest of them.
Yugyeom, the ever whiney baby, complained about you not seeing them for way too long. And you teased him back about only missing you for the free chocolate shakes you always bought for him, to which he whined back again.
Mark gave you another hug, engulfing you in the huge t-shirt he was wearing, and looked over at Jaebum to shout “mine!” and then proceeded to giggle. You laughed with him, not really wanting to look back at Jaebum to see his reaction.
Jinyoung gave you a quick hug, followed by a simple “I missed you” shouted over the music to which you pinched his fluffy little cheeks before he could complain about it. You waved at the rest of their friends, you were not really close with any of them. Some of them smiled back at you, and some waved back.
The greetings finally being done, you settled down between Mark and Jackson, and they got busy trying to order drinks for you and Jaebum. Jackson instantly ordered another round of shots for everyone, and you ordered a cosmo for yourself while Jaebum just wanted beer.
All of you talked and enjoyed the alcohol, ordered a couple more shots and before you knew it Jackson was pulling you out to the dance floor. The two of you danced, soon joined by Bambam, Mark, Yugyeom and Jinyoung. Jaebum stayed in the booth, talking to a couple of his friends. Being with them was like a second nature to you so it was a fun time, Bambam and Yugyeom pulling out their silly moves, and soon enough Jinyoung was twerking to a song.
It was a good time, until Jaebum decided to join you all and the DJ chose that very moment to switch up to sexier songs. Jaebum easily snaked an arm around your waist in the dark club and pulled you towards him, your back touching his chest. He started slow, grinding into you in a way no one would notice, his hands tight on your waist guiding you to grind back on him. As the music changed, so did his movements.
He was grinding harder, holding onto you tighter. And then his hand was pulling the hair away from your neck, his lips placing a single kiss on the exactly spot he knew made you go weak and your head fell back on his shoulders; the two of you moving to the music was addictive, whether it was the alcohol or just Jaebum’s hands on you, your mind was clouded with desire. You didn’t see if any of the other boys saw the two of you, because you knew it was very evident what was happening between the two of you now, and frankly, you didn’t care. All you could feel was Jaebum.
His lingering, wet kisses continued while his hands felt up your sides. His hands stopped at your waist, digging his fingers into the skin there, pulling you back harder on him so you could feel just what this was doing to him. Just feeling him through his jeans made your mouth salivate and you moved your head away from him to look at him through hooded eyes, silently begging him to just take you somewhere empty and have his way with you. He looked at you, looking up at him with so much need he could have kissed you right there if there wasn’t still a part of him acutely aware of your surroundings. He knew the two of you had already gone too far, and this would be taking it even farther.
You were in a trance, the music flowing through your veins like the alcohol influenced blood. And then it was gone; the trace completely broken.
One of Jaebum’s friends, who you didn’t know too well other than the very basics, was besides the two of you and shouted over the music, loud enough for both yourself and Jaebum to hear.
“Your plan is working perfectly, isn’t it? She is so jealous I can see her seething from here”
Your eyes followed his tilted head, right across to where you and Jaebum were dancing, on the other side of the club. You didn’t know who to look for, but your eyes quickly settled in on an all familiar face.
Jaebum’s ex.
The ex he had ended up making an entire mixtape about. The ex that he always regretted letting go of. The ex everyone in GOT7 referred to as Jaebum’s toxic love. The ex he wrote songs for and wrote songs about. Her eyes were glued to the two of you, and you could feel the high from the alcohol evaporate under her gaze. Your body froze up and Jaebum felt it instantly. He wanted to say something to you, but he was just as shocked as you. And you felt as if you were going to be sick.
Then another wave of nausea hit you as a new thought made its way into your mind. It all made sense now. The staying over, making breakfast, the cuddling, the kisses; it was all for this moment. You kept thinking it had something to do with you, and yet now you were quickly realising it was all really for her. So he could make her jealous, make her want him back.
There was a sudden pit in your stomach, fast spreading through your entire body. You felt used, and utterly humiliated. You were almost sure the humiliation you felt would translate into you falling right to the ground and breaking down. But your pride wouldn’t let you fall to the ground like that.
And then you felt another pair of eyes on you; Jackson’s. He was looking straight at you, your mouth agape in shock and your locked up body. You knew he had witnessed the whole thing, and the humiliation you felt just increased with that realisation. Your body hadn’t even felt the pain yet, the humiliation being too much to handle for it to let your mind go to any other emotion.
With whatever little dignity you still had left, you finally lifted your head from Jaebum’s shoulder and pushed his hands away from you, not really caring to gauge his reaction to your movements. Taking a breath to steady yourself, you kept your head held high and your emotions at bay and walked towards the exit. In this club, mostly full of absolute strangers, you felt as thought everyone’s eyes were on you, witnessing your humiliation. It felt like everyone was aware of what a sad little fool you were, believing even for a moment that any of what Jaebum had done today was for you.
You managed to make it out of the club without keeling over, the fresh air outside helping you feel a little less suffocated. You stepped a little farther towards the road, trying to hail a taxi home when you felt a hand on your arm, and you were almost ready to turn around and slap that person if it turned out to be Jaebum.
But when you turned around, you suddenly felt like even more of a fool. It was Jackson, not Jaebum. Of course it wasn’t Jaebum, he was probably in a dark corner with her by now, his hands that were on you moments ago were now probably entangled in her hair and touching her body as his lips kissed her instead of you. The thought made you sick to your stomach, even when you knew there was no reason for you to feel this way. Those were the rules right? He could get laid with whoever he wanted, as could you.
“I’m so sorry” was all Jackson said before he pulled you in for a hug, and your dam just broke. You sobbed into his chest, Jackson’s hands caressing your back. Both of you stood there for god knows how long before you could stop your sobs, and he didn’t complain once.
When you finally pulled back from him, he wiped the tears staining your cheeks and leaned down to kiss your forehead.
“Did you know?” you managed to breath out, not really trusting your voice to not break if you spoke any louder.
“I didn’t. I swear to you I didn’t know any of this. I didn’t even know she was going to be here. To be honest, I’m not even sure what all just happened”
You nodded, not looking him in the eye, looking out into the ongoing traffic instead, trying to distract yourself by looking for a cab.
“I should look for a cab” you spoke out loud.
“No, please, let me at least drop you home”
"No Jackson you don’t have to leave your party for-”
“Its for my own sanity, just so I will know you are safe and sound at home” he interrupted.
You simply nodded at him, and he proceeded to take your hand in his and walk you towards his car.
As he drove, you looked out into the night. 24 hours ago, Jaebum was with you, and now he was with her. Maybe he was only with you 24 hours ago so he could be with her now. Maybe you were a convenient replacement until he could get her back. And you didn’t know why that hurt you so much.
All you knew was that you wanted to go home and erase this entire day from your memory.
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thank you for asking falen tbh i love u sm and i love doing these 
omg is this ask for this ask meme i literally almost posted this along with the wrong ask fml
1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
more cereal than mik because.. i dont eat cereal with milk……… i love the crunch
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
as someone who lives in a tropical country is that what its called idk we dont have seasons and it never gets lower than 25 degrees so yes that would be ideal
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
hrmmmmm… i just remember the page number?? or try to lmao if i dont remember i just skim through the pages and try to recognise where i left off
4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
with at least 2 packets of sugar tbh…. i dont drink coffee
5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
omg story time i went 2 get my braces removed and the dentist wanted to take pics so he was like “smile with your teeth!” and i was like ok! but then he kept saying i wasnt doing it right lmao… guess whos never smiled b4… (me) so he told me 2 practice my smile lol i didnt answer the qn but ya,,, i am probably
6: do you keep plants?
i used 2 be very against plants… now theyre okay i guess i dont rly keep any
7: do you name your plants?
refer 2 6
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
art??? i havent drawn in awhile
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
no LOL
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
on my side!!!! i cant sleep on my back bc i gotta hug smth.. and my stomach is out of the qn
11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?
🅱️… and .. same brainwaves…. poor mans ____…. this is all from the shady hq im so sorry my other pals
12: what’s your favorite planet?
the moon for no real reason
13: what’s something that made you smile today?
hMMm, watching astro and mx perform??? and just being shady with bell lmao
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
this… question,,,..so im thinking of a bright place with white walls and translucent curtains so the light call fill the (living) room perfectly and everythings really ??? sunny and shit idk its warm… the floor’s made of (fake?) wood and theres a small kitchen bc i cant cook and idk if my friend would be able to lol.. theres 2 bed rooms both are painfully small but it works.. theres one other room with a closet for clothes… the bathroom is just a shower, sink and toilet… theres no washing machine rip and ?? thats about it poor mens life
i watchd the like we used mv again and i realized ...... that is literally where i got this imagery from thanks the rose i love a relatable band
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
heres a fact (?) from me first: it rains diamonds on one planet ?? mecury maybe?? mars??? whomst.. this isnt even a fact its ,me trying to recall shit
ok real fact: There are thousands of other planets out there. sorry lads this website doesnt wanna have fun
16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?
is spaghetti bolognese a pasta dish
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
im chill with my current hair colour??? bc its brown sometimes idk shitty hair
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
i asked my irl friends (group name: panic support group) and this is what they said
K: everything
E: when u were one hour late (i dont remember this happening but i do know im always late but never for an hour past me wyd)
19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
goDD i dont but i sure want to
20: what’s your favorite eye color?
this is strange but every eye colour is my favourite although ppl with two or more colours in their eyes are so cool
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
its just my school bag lmao i got it 4 years ago and i take it everywhere even if the event is “small” and they ask us to bring “smaller bags” ill bring my big ass school bag anyway it looks like this (i dont have to but linking stuff is so fun)
22: are you a morning person?
technically.???its the holidays but i still manage to get up before 10 (most of the time) and … even if i have like 5 hours of sleep i manage to feel awake really easily????
23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
tf i just use my phone lmao this is what ive been doing for like a month now… i could watch every vlive i havent watched yet, i could make video compilations i could practice my art but… even though im out of school im still procrastinating.. legends only
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
mmmm falens the closest to that
25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?
my classroom
26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
white converse??  i have 2 get new ones every like 2 years since theyre also my school shoes and break easily….. other than those i have my blueblack converse too (i dont wear them as much so theyre still in one piece)
27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?
i dont eat bubblegum bc im always afraid ill swallow it and die and im p sure its illegal here
28: sunrise or sunset?
sunset but i dont look outside enough for either
29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
hm……… with jen its when she sends me asks on anon despite it being super obvious like im not a Fan when my friends send me asks on anon bc sometimes i cant tell and i get a sense of false hope but w/ jen its okay but i know its her
with bell its when they reply to my keyboard smashes with their own keyboard smashes lmao and when they just??//?? say smth cute abt their faves (lately its been sanha thank u sh)
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
ya lmao when i have 2 sleep alone and its completely dark i have half a mind 2 believe some random supernatural being is out for me
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
hmM. socks are great i always wear them bc i wear shoes almost every time i go outside… i dont have any weird socks bc im Boring but i have 3 pkmn songs and 1 gudetama socks/.. bUT I DID buy my friend those socks with individual toe pockets… it was so funny when my other friend saw it she choked on her drink and almost spat it out. we laughed so hard we hit our heads against each other i love friendship.. i have 2 wear white socks for sch bc… aesthetic? god if i know lmao….. i only ever wear ankle socks bc….. socks any higher than that? cancelled.
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.
listen ive never stayed up later than like 1am ok maybe 2am??? but i was working on like a project that was due the next day for school with my groupmates (friends) so does that count lmao
33: what’s your fave pastry?
bread………. sugar donuts…….. i am Aware that thats not how u spell it but wtv
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?
why does this ask so many qns in 1 qn……. i had a cat?? it had pink stripes and it didnt have a name bc i dont name my stuff… even my pokemon.. and yeah i still have it except its in a big dusty bag where all my other toys are kept
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?
i kinda have to use stationary for school so ya.. p often is correct… pretty pens??? i dont rly see the point whoopS!!! in exams u can only use black or blue so
36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?
im listening 2 day6 so like day6
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
my room isnt even my room i just go there to sleep .. the place im always at is like a study area except its open?? so everyone can see me lol and . its not messy?? if u look at it from far but the shit on the desk and shelves are so fucking messy god i need to pack those
38: tell us about your pet peeves!
aLRIGHT LADS welcome 2 megans ted talk
(skip this if ur not fond of drama)
so something (refer to the song he said suits myday) happened with jae recently and ive seen fans trying to defend him by @ing him and saying that they love him which is fine - great even! but what i dont approve is how everyone’s basically forgotten about the whole matter because they had concerts so instead of @-ing him and asking him to explain himself, they tell him what a great concert it was which is also great bc their concerts are honestly amazing. basically my pet peeve is when ppl dismiss the problematic action of some people just bc they like them.
another thing is that there were some fans who started guilting others for wanting to drop day6 completely because of what jae did and in my opinion i think it is totally cool to want to drop a group if they did smth bad like??? its ur life???? u can choose who you want to like. what is not cool is pulling out all the good things the person has ever done in their entire life and try to remind others about the positive sides of the person. yes. they’re an encouraging person, etc. but that does not cancel out the bad things they’ve done until they explain/apologise. what is infuriating is just the manner some people took it?? they literally went ahead and tweeted shit like “would your parents drop you if you did smth wrong?” and “you’re seriously gonna drop someone whos been nothing been nice because of one incident?” yes. people will and you dont have any fucking right to stop them? so dont go pulling out receipts.
another thing. its also okay to want to stan the whole group even if someone has done smth problematic. like? to me youre cool if youre able to see and acknowledge the bad shit someone has done and still stand by their side while educating them at the same time its nice to have faith in your idols. however, i wont say much when your idols dont respond and/or respond in a way that shows absolutely no remorse. its cool if you want to support them too, despite that.
tldr; dont fucking excuse someone’s behaviour/action just because youre so far up their fucking ass. dont pull out shit from before either, be it good or bad. and lastly, its okay to want to drop/continue supporting them, its your life.
i just wanted to talk about this tbh,, it was nice to see a few mydays trying to urge jae to explain the whole situation but seeing as he still hasnt and couldve it really irks me :-/
okay update its been a day and i havent really thought about this but im kinda conflicted now bc jae still hasnt talked about the song and im probably just making a big deal out of smth that will never happen again but it really doesnt sit right with me knowing that jae recommended that song to his fans and said it suited mydays?? bc looking at the lyrics... i SURE hope not... idk i have neither forgiven or forgotten but he’s okay now.? i cant stay mad at someone for that long anyway ill never forgive him 4 it though lmao petty ppl only
another thing... jae’s still an amazing person to me with all the encouraging words he says to mydays but this one incident is just soOOOOO hrm and i did go off tangent with the question as usual lol
39: what color do you wear the most?
i wear a lot of colours tbh??? but bc its rly hot out ive just been wearing the same shirt every time i leave the house and its black so
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?
i dont wear jewelry rip
41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?
challenger deep
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!
hm,, ive only ever visited this coffee shop like more than once bc the girl i used 2 like showed it to me b4 like 2 years ago and it was nice i liked their mocha frappe and its cozy i guess??? sometimes i go there with friends to study/just eat but i havent gone in awhile.., its two stories and it has an open air sitting area too i prefer sitting inside bc the sun is a big no thanks.. the ceiling is kind of like?? going downward?? like the kind iin attics???? idk man it was nice
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
u cant see shit here sorry
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
cant relate
45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
yea?? sometimes i just gotta bc my brain wont shut the fuck up
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
suddenly all of the puns i know have left my mind thanks @ me
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
vegetables
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?
the dark and whats basically in it???? like ghosts zombies and shit u kno the scary shit
49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?
i like buying albums?? theres a CD in those so it counts lmao i bought sunrise by day6
50: what’s an odd thing you collect?
boxes??? like containers????
51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?
boxy and letting go by day6
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
YOU KNOW I HAD TO DO IT TO THEM and oh worm
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?
me: rocky.. ?????? from astro.. /?? no ive never heard of any of those and i saw the word horror so u wont hear abt those from me any time soon
54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
i literally havent been outside for 2 days
55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
be petty aka yesterday i changed my twitter icon from jae 2 brian bc jae’s being a child rn so hes out
56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
when they ramble abt smth they like thanksk buds
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
is this the song from p!atd i have it in my playlist lmao oh i fucing hate this song i always skip it im not listening
58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?
idk what either of those are but bell and boxy
59: what’s your favorite myth?
idk any
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?
anything that eunwoo has ever written
61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?
ive given eggs for karissa’s birthday b4 and i got a kermit its not stupid tho its just the closest thign i could think of
62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?
i drink water juice everyday every minute every hour
63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
my books are all in shelves lads i just  heard the fucking keys rattle im not doing this shit im logging off night
ok day 3 and im back like i said previously my books are on shelves i tried rearranging them by series b4 but my housekeeper rearrnaged them randomly the next day so i gave up
i make playlists for songs that i like, really like (i still skip them sometimes rip) and songs that my friend recommends me i have a seperate playlist for the songs i like in japanese 2
64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
light blue?? like its actually p white bc its cloudy
65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?
m not rly
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
just. leaves maybe??
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
Horror Movie
68: what’s winter like where you live?
oh winter is fucking fantastic it never gets colder than 25 degrees celsius here and if it does rain it lasts for like 10 minutes
69: what are your favorite board games?
i used to rly like snake and ladders and monopoly :-o
70: have you ever used a ouija board?
im not ready for that kinda death
71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?
english breakfast or earl gray??? those r like the standard right
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?
ya but i never do bc i either forget to or am just 2 lazy
73: what are some of your worst habits?
being lazy + procrastinating :-D
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
okie :-o ..
they’re great ok ive talked abt them like 10 times in the span of 2 months but whatever folks
they’re super nice, kind and just all of the positive adjectives out there in the dictionary ...... they’ve helped me multiple times and they’re always there 2 lend me a listening ear (or in our case, eye lmao) idk??? im just super comfortable around them always and im honestly so thankful we became mutuals (and subsequently friends) last year!!!! i cant say a lot bc ill just get v repetitive but overall they’re an awesome friend and im glad we still communicate daily via twitter and sometimes our skype sessions even if they’re kinda awkward bc i never know when 2 talk bc im scared ill speak and theyll say smth and itll turn into a MESS which actually happened lmao  
im looking forward to the day our skype sessions become super smooth and easy going!!!
75: tell us about your pets!
i have none but id die for boxys cats
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?
well yeah always tbh but its not smth i have to do but more like want to do im just 2 lazy to get around doing it
77: pink or yellow lemonade?
?? i almost said lemons arent pink but i Remembered...... yellow lemonade
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
i feel like this is an Attack? okay LISTEN so story time again.
on the flight back from japan i watched the alien covenant and i couldnt even get past the scene where the baby alien was gonna kill the poor guy who ended up being locked up with the infected dude as soon as i saw the blood and the alien emerge from the guy’s back i bolted lmao
so to calm myself down nd block that memory from my mind i went ahead and watched despicable me 3.. which HONESTLY im the worst critic ever but in my humble opinion.... the movie was good????????? idk i didnt watch minions the movie though i got lazy again whooopS!
anwyay i sidetracked but im neutral im not a fan but i wouldnt go out of my way to call minions annoying?? bc they really arent? i feel like its only seen that way bc of how people make posts abt how annoying minions are even tho.. they arent??
79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
my memory hates me so every specific thing my friends have ever done for me has left my mind but .
the cutest thing? everything my friends do for me
80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
theyre yellow and no i didnt theyve been there ever since i could remember
81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
lava cake
82: are/were you good in school?
yeah i was good in school for like the first three years and this year i just flopped so badly lmao and its my important year too oh well my exams r over and i still dont have a backup plan in mind
83: what’s some of your favorite album art?
all of dance gavin dance’s albums have awesome art
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?
back when i was really into 5sos i thought of getting a tally since that was their logo at that time but now no not really unless i decide to get lance’s face tattooed onto my forehead on impulse
85: do you read comics? what are your faves?
im keeping up with hq, bnha and tg manga!!!!
86: do you like concept albums? which ones?
idk what those r but sure
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
big hero 6
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
who wrote this whats up with these questions
i googled and.. not really?? they all look nice
89: are you close to your parents?
close enough to stand being in the same room as them but not close enough to want to initiate conversations
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
tokyo was really cool (literally) and if i ever go again id love to go with friends so we can explore more??
91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
japan was supposed to be the only plan for this year but my grandad passed away so i had to go to malaysia multiple times earlier this year ik this wasnt the qn but ive already went to the planned destination tm so
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
BARELY SPRINKLES A PINCH im anti cheese
93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?
um. like?? i tie the sides of my hair that cover my face back??? bc i dont like hair in my face
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
bell
95: what are your plans for this weekend?
hopefully something useful
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
i also click remind me tomorrow lmao
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
infp-t, capricorn, hufflepuff (same as falen nd jen yay)
98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?
uh ive never been hiking and i dont plan on it sorry body
99: list some five (or id never shut up) songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
currently......
when you love someone - day6
like we used to - the rose
crazy sexy cool - astro
death of a strawberry - dance gavin dance
if it means a lot to you - a day to remember
idk if these actually “resonate to my soul” they just sound nice
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
oh worm.. i wouldnt miind either???
i know i have 2 choose but like
if i go back into the past i could be less annoying?? but the past has actually helped me be the way i am today and i think im learning to be a better person?? im definitely way better than how i was previously 5 years ago and im just grateful i was able to learn from my mistakes???
so i wouldnt go back to the past.
if its in the future i can see how ill end up and if its not good i might end up being able to change myself so i dont get my “bad end”..???? maybe or i can just see what happens in the future and i can look forward to it
itll also give me a chnace to have the most fun while i can if its not too nice
so my decision is to go to the future
thank you so much for asking falen god this got so long lmao
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THE SAGA CONTINUES. im feeling A Whole Fucking Bunch again today if i didnt say that already and it's like oh bitch. but it's feeling like, it's somehow inched along in progress today? i don't exactly understand how I have that perception (or intuition?) but, uh, maybe it's accurate?
(rhis is long . i cant do the read more thing RIP phone won't cooperate)
i am big feeling a lot of Oh Jesus at how off the rails i was allowed/encouraged to go by figures who should have been there to teach me how to use my meat suit. very angry about some things i have allowed to happen to my body. a whole bunch of absolute complete hatred, which is oddly refreshing, because i have a nasty reflector mechanism that habitually turns that kind of emotion back on myself. it tends to ping around like a laser and just hit everything. shit's like a michael bay movie or something.
like if i look at myself in isolation i repulse myself. and it's been automatic for me to like, dissociate from everything important to me in response to that feeling. i didn't even know i was doing it until recently, then i had to understand what i knew, and once i did understand, i didn't know or understand how to stop it in different situations. and like a lot of people didn't wanna show up for that shit. it's ugly. it's scary in the way actually seeing a ghost is scary. but like... it's nothing I could stop, either, and i never deserved to be demeaned over the process i was and still am going through. and i still don't have full control over it, and i'm facing the reality i never completely will.
but like at least today I can recognise that i've only ever been like that, treated myself and others so badly, because i was literally conditioned by my own fucking mother to treat people that hate me with love - and the converse, to treat my and other's instinctive love for myself with hate. i was never allowed to have that experience. like, i had no fucking frame of reference or language for that shit at all. there was no sane adult to turn to for that kind of thing. i'm still figuring it out and it's not something i feel very competent with and i have really long periods where it seems like i learn absolutely nothing and then it all kind of integrates at once in a comparatively brief flash... but then like i have periods of forgetting it all again, and it's just because i'm slipping on ice and busting my fucking face, and it's practically unavoidable because nobody ever gave me the right shoes for snow and I have to walk to the cobbler's to get some made for me because i live in a fucking village and there's no Shoe Zone a bus journey away.
god i feel like a mechanic who shows up to repair something and finds out none of his allen keys fit. none of his screwdrivers are the right shape. none of his wrenches have the right number of sides. the wiring inside the machine is all wrong, and he can't actually figure out what it does, because it looked like a regular washing machine when he showed up, but it's all somehow kind of off now he's up close. the door doesn't open and there are switches instead of dials and a whole series of lights that may or may not mean anything. worst of all, it's still connected to the mains and the water supply, and when he finally starts fumbling around with the device to try and find what he was told was the problem, he discovers that what looked like the fuse breaker and the stopcock were not so! so he gets a nasty shock and a cold fucking splash, and because he HAS to fix this very alien machine, this kind of mishap happens over and fucking over. until he finally fixes it, i suppose, or dies in the process? but hopefully not the latter.
idk it's more of the same like usual but in a different kind of way. like i'm more comfortable not trying to make myself understood by people who either have the inability to hear me, or are committed to not hearing me. more trust that people might exist who value the kind of smart i actually am vs the kind of smart they expect me to be, not that i really understand what kind of smart i am yet, or that i trust the new trust.
hmm yeah it's a whole fucking thing. a whole fucking thing. i guess I'm just gonna like, keep plodding along, make some fucking bread, try to graduate with a reasonable degree. look at birds and plants. listen to a bunch of music. gaze at the moon and think abt how pretty she is. sew ugly little monster creatures. maybe it'll get more interesting along the way.
i'm very appreciative of the ppl who read this who have been around for a while and know more of the places i've been. i'm not fully cognizant but i'm aware this tone is very different to how i have been and can be, and it astounds me anyone would stick around to watch that kind of change. like i gotta be real it's really kind of a lot.
anyway yeah tjats me Going Through It™ this morning . now im gonna make that goddamn bread and maybe go out later.
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I know allot of this shit is unusual.
He need to call his friends from his DNA4U list and say "i got a laundry problem. You got a working machine? I got the clothes and soap"
Tap the drive thru for a party taco box and some drinks and see a friend or meet a new one and spend the day.
Look i know. But mother fucking listen
Loophole your ass. I didn't create DNA4U so,you can sit around in shit smelling clothes alright???.
That IS OPTION NUMBER ONE.
Option number two is sneak into an apartment complex or hotel and do coin operated laundry there. But i tell you i lived in an apartment complex where the dryers didn't work on purpose so you would pay 4x for one dry. So i washed then hung every thing to dry in the bathroom. So obviously I would recommend not this. But if you can't hang you can't hang. So take a bleach rag ang bleach and clean the machines first or wipes or whatever it is you use. Spic and Span or Mr Clean. Because I'm quite sure ain't no one cleaning it. Unless it's a hotel. They will and their machines may work better... MAY. because they know its important the clothes get dry for packing so it's either an,extremely rude rip off or they gonna take,care proper and they gonna dry. In today's age of online reviews. Most likely they will work properly.,but check online first.
But think. Around 2 machines (maybe more) of questionable quality that you feed quarters into for hours. In some unknown land that ANYONE can walk into. Anyone. Perv flashers. Murderers all rank because you're Asian or Black or even Caucasian. In a not so comfortable area of questionable cleanliness.
OR
meeting a new qualified friend from your DNA4U list who says man i probably ain't got Corona and i feel fine. My laundry machine is 13 years old and i broke this part of it washing pillows so there's a big hole in the bottom of the door but it works great (im talking about myself) And i like Taco Bell and my daughter only eats Del Taco so if you're on that side of town just get Wendy's (still same price as a taco box) if not then just roll up at McDonald's you gotta pass it no matter which way you come from but one. Tell me your pick and ill let you know what to get.
$20 and then a very comfy sofa. And a fine TV. Xbox. Play station. Netflix. Electric plugs for your phone.
Conversations.
Note i didn't say bring your own soap. I ain't gonna be like that because you should know you need to. If you don't next time I'll tell you like you need a mother. If you don't the next time. When you ask again I'm gonna tell you no.
Now on the other hand if you give at least $10 for soap and water use on top of the food then we're good.
I'm talking "lower class" finances. I know you got plenty enough in DNA4U from me. So you should be doubling it. Or you know like $15.
Now I'm telling you. Ill order an Asiago chicken sandwich combo x2 with baked potato and coke no ice and frostie. Mixed vanilla and chocolate.
Or ten piece chicken and a big Mac, 1 basket of fries, 1 large coke no ice and 2 ice creams. With honey mustard.
Or we might get arbys which is 1 large fry. 1 chicken bacon swiss no tomato. 1 three cheese. And 2 large milk shakes.
Cause I'm gonna order for me and my kid. Cause im a single mom to one.
So like a big family is a taco box. Or like 6 large frosties. Or 6 of them candy mixed fake blizzards from McDonald's.
Arbys has 5 for $10 right now. And Weinershniztl has a hot dog box, too. And hey pizza. You can get 2 for $20 easy. The $5.99 at Dominos. You can get 2 with taxes and delivery runs $18.99
Remember your laundry personnel needs to get something for themselves in the drive thru. They need to eat to do their own dam laundry
Going to someone's house to do your clothes means it's your responsibility. Put your game on pause and get it done.
The people living there should check you know how to run it and show you where the soap goes. Always show where the soap goes.
I don't use nor like dryer sheets they cause a build up that can cause a fire. So i use liquid fabric softener. But i know if i rinse the lint screen with water until it pours through and doesn't run on the surface then it's fine. So I don't care they use dryer sheets. I'm not gonna throw down about it.
But if you can't handle it. Explain "i use liquid fabric softener and if you don't mind to use mine because I'm totally freaking about dryer sheets" then it's for your quality and sound of mind so its a free bump for you and them. Don't expect them to pay you back for that. That was for you. Not them. Don't expect them not to use s fabric softener because you're tripping.
Don't expect them to clean your machines. That's your home. Your machines. Your responsibility. Now if they make a mess then they need to clean it.
Say they accidentally pour soap all over the floor. Have them use something dirty that will go into the wash to clean it. Eye ball measure it to see how much it is.
If its their last load and don't have anything dirty then use something dirty of yours.
You will need a dirty wet towel to clean it proper
Do you see what I'm saying? Use the soap to clean the laundry. Don't waste it.
Don't use a broom and dustpan and sweep it into the trash.
Put it on the clothes needing to be cleaned. Its old school it works just fine.
So DNA4U Friends list. Teamwork. Find and use love.
It could be a good playdate for kids. Or not. Check theirs too.
If your kids aren't compatible then you can still take them. Just keep your kid with you. Your child will,lesrn about you and your social interactions. Your child or,children will be your managers and so when the dsy is over they can,score you. Tell,you how well you did in,their eyes.
Now aliens do not have DNA4U access. You have no options. You must leave the Earth.
That is all i am allowed to say.
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aziraferals · 8 years ago
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i was tagged by @likeadeepbluesea :)
1: Are you named after someone? nah i named myself
2: When is the last time you cried? i got a lil teary eyed yesterday because that episode with george o’malley
3: Do you like your handwriting? im compulsive about my handwriting so i mostly avoid writing by hand if i can
4: What is your favorite lunch meat? i only eat turkey and im very specific about the texture 
5: Do you have kids? no i do not have a small germ factory nor do i want one
6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you? probably for like 5 seconds because we’d have so many shared interests but i would be immediately bored that we were identical in all things
7: Do you use sarcasm? it is my constant state
8: Do you still have your tonsils? affirmative
9: Would you bungee jump? maybe
10: What is your favorite kind of cereal? i’ll pretty much eat any cereal unless it has any berries or other disgusting things. usually i binge eat it and then dont eat any for months on end and then im like cereal!! again and the cycle repeats. probably because when i eat it my mouth gets sore? i think i put too much of it in my mouth at once so when i chew it like destroys my mouth idfk i basically dont function as a human so
11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? nope plus usually im wearing my barn boots and those fuckers just slip right off
12: Do you think you’re a strong person? who isn’t. this world is shit but we’re somehow making it through
13: What is your favorite ice cream flavour? grapenut, but i also had coconut pineapple one time and HOO BOY good shit
14: What is the first thing you notice about people? idk my mind immediately goes blank because anxiety
15: Red or pink? meh
16: What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? this sentence is... so contradictory...
17: What color pants and shoes are you wearing now? none and none
18: What was the last thing you ate? im eating those pink round mint things which are actually my brothers but he left them on the couch and i have no self control
19: What are you listening to right now? the washing machine because it’s in the room next to me (i snuck in my horse’s nasty ass leg wraps mwahaha)
20: If you were a crayon, what color would you be? dark blue?
21: Favorite smell? hay and shavings and leather and horse all mixed in (some barns have a bad smell but some barns have a rlly good smell that settles and milds out on your clothes just right so when you smell it after not being at the barn for a while its so comforting) also after it rains and it’s cold and its like you’re breathing in really clean, refreshing air and it still has that rain smell
22: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? the receptionist at the vet office
23: Favorite sport to watch? the equestrian olympics
24: Hair color? dirty blonde. i suppose you could call it light brown but when it’s cut short you can tell it’s blonde
25: Eye color? i got some ben c eyes woot woot. i mean his are some other league but u get what im saying
26: Do you wear contacts? funny story, according to my eye doctor im a prodigy because i learned how to put in my contacts in about 15 minutes and it usually takes ppl either a full hour or they have to come back for a second session (they make u put them in & out 3 times without issue before they approve you to take them home) i hate my glasses but i am simultaneously too fucking lazy to wear contacts tho
27: Favourite food to eat? pretty much everything i eat is my favorite thing because im so picky and only eat about 5 things and they have to be things that i really like because otherwise i wont eat them.
28: Scary movies or comedy? comedy
29: Last movie you watched? arrival
30: What color shirt are you wearing? blue
31: Summer or winter? winter
32: Hugs or kisses? hugs. ive never kissed??? lol nerd
33: What book are you currently reading?  im reading a fucking amazing fanfic right now (X)
34: Who do you miss right now? someone i havent met yet. lmao im not even trying to be deep but like... im lonely for someone and i havent met anyone yet yah feel. 
35: What is on your mouse pad? nothing
36: What is the last TV program you watched? im rewatching grey’s anatomy because thats what i do when im rlly depressed and dont feel anything because shonda rhimes has no mercy and tortures everyone and im like thank god i am capable of emotion sometimes. rewatching sherlock would be much more effective but sherlock is Too Much(TM) 
37: What is the best sound? when horses nicker, when my cat does his lil chirp which he does all the time its so cute, hooves on pavement, people full on laughing
38: Rolling Stones or The Beatles? i just. don’t care
39: What is the furthest you have ever traveled? one time i went upstairs to eat some lunch but there were no plates so i had to walk all the way downstairs again to get some and then back up. it took years. i saw things i never thought i’d see. im weary with travel, i can’t wait to be back in my own bed
40: Do you have a special talent? i have double jointed shoulder blades or something so i can hang off the backs of chairs on them and when i played sports i would try and intimidate the other team when we did stretches by popping them out the sides rlly far. does that count
41: Where were you born? a hospital room
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