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theghostus · 9 months ago

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"OHH I wanna dance with somebody....who loves me"

I found something about myself and the only maternal Uncle.

At one of my maternal family gatherings (did I say I hate people?), I discovered my maternal Uncle doesn't have a job. It's not that the government or his previous company didn't try to help him. He just refuses to IT, aka computer stuff. He tells everyone how he can't do computer stuff, open this and that. One of my cousins, whom I had never met, asked, "What are you doing now?" His reply, nonchalantly, "Oh, my job is lazing around at home. She continues, "Why don't you want to find a job?" His reply went along the lines of "Ah, I cannot la sit there and open this and that...cannot remember, etc. etc." What I don't understand is why an older Gen X and older adapt but younger Gen X and Millennials can't? I know it's a hard habit, but you do whatever it takes to survive.

The irony is that while we were deciding on a movie to watch, Mum went on to say just watch a cartoon everyone can watch. This same Uncle said, "Don't want. This is for kids. Don't want." Dude, you're practically a kid who doesn't earn any money, lazes around, and is a picky eater. Then going around the room, like Mr Know-It-All.

Another aunt quipped, "I'm just telling you it's about Christmas. Okay, I hope you're okay with it." I had to stop my eyes from rolling back so hard. This happens when you're married outside your religion and live in Canada.

I mean, I get it; my Uncle has the same hallucination as Mum. I hate it. My other Aunt, who lives with him, has to pick up and tolerate his shit. She had enough of taking care of her late grandma for many years. Now, she has her own health problems to take care of; he's being a big dumbass kid.

Hours earlier in the afternoon. Le Bf had theory training. Le Bf wanted to meet me so much for some playtime. He wanted to meet me after I went to meet my relatives. Fine, I try to come back early for him. However, when I did (I never like crowds anyway), he asked me if I could meet at his training building. Fine, I dragged my ass out. Again. I was anxious but kind of felt weird when he was not blowing up my phone, especially when I told him I'd be like 30 minutes. The moment got off the bus at the stop, took out the Google Map and turned towards that direction, I saw him. He, of course, wasn't alone. I saw his Bff waving his arm at me.

Of course, I was slightly miffed when I thought I could have our alone time like a couple. Also, earlier, I was anxious because the bus route went through one of those contraction workers' dormitories. I heard too many horror stories, but I kept my face under control. However, I couldn't hide my expression of what I was feeling towards the two as I crossed the road to get to them. Le Bf could tell I wasn't happy and asked why looked unhappy. I lied, I'm not.

I tend to notice people change their behaviour easily, especially towards me. There was a slight change in his Bff interaction with me. Usually, I would just be a light pole between him and Le Bf. He and Le Bf would talk in their language (which I understand but turn a deaf ear unless my name or her is mentioned. He knows I understand their language perfectly and managed to keep their convo clean). This was our second meeting since Xmas i think, and he began to banter with me. I wonder what changed.

Anyway, Le Bf treat dinner with him and me together. Supposedly, Le Bf has gotten his salary. Everyone had Western. My grilled fish with brown was super salty. Thank god for the salad. It helped to cut through the salt. Then we went to wait for his Bff coach bus. His Bff worked for a travel agency. He drives a group of passengers from SG to MSIA and vice versa. Obviously, his Bff tells him the good money he's making and gets him to join him. Hence, Le Bf is training to get his vocational license.

When the Coach bus came, I got in and looked around while they started cleaning. When they finished, I made my way to the front of the bus on the tour guide seat. While Le Bf changed the wiper water, he knelt down beside me. At first, I didn't hear him, but he said: "'Will you marry me?" I had to stop myself to laugh the fuck off at him. So I said, "Where's the ring?. No ring." He gave a silly grin. His Bff interjected, "Can buy at Couple Lab. $90 bucks can get a ring." Again, I had to stop myself from bringing out the auntie in me. Instead, I replied, "No, I want gold. No gold, not talk." In the end, we didn't get our playtime. Just some mouth action and groping.

On the way home, Le Bf started to plan how he could stay at my place, making it convenient for him to get his own coach bus. Then we could go to Malaysia for a short trip together whenever he has the weekend trips. To be honest, I was half listening to him. I don't know how often I get hyped up only to be disappointed.

I feel numb. I just nod. I don't want to be a wet blanket. I let him be excited. I don't want to think about the future, especially with anyone.

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theretirementstory · 1 year ago

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New Years Eve has arrived, it’s normally a time for looking back over the year and remembering the high points and not so high points. I think I will give this a miss this year, I don’t want to remember being taken to hospital in an ambulance, the three small glasses of water I was allowed in a 24 hour period, or eating only natural yoghurt and puréed fruit for breakfast,lunch and dinner for 12 days 😳. So let’s just have a round up of the last week.

Christmas Day, I must have been good as I had a lot of presents and my stocking had been filled. I got two French short story books, lots of chocolates, jams, teas a calendar and money. I had already bought myself the ruby pendant I had seen in town. I prepared my lunch which took over three hours to eat but it was worth taking my time as I ate rather a lot but never felt too full. The doctor had said I could have a drink so I had a small glass of champagne.

I had Christmas messages from Indonesia, America, Pauline in Lille and Jony in Paris as well as a number from friends and family in the UK. it was a wonderful day and I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

My grandchildren had their Christmas Day with Daddy and Grandad on Boxing Day. My granddaughter received an iPad and she was happy to phone me from it. My grandson received a wooden workbench so he can start creating things (we all have to start sometime 😂).

“The Photographer” received money and later in the week he bought himself additional items for his camera. Then can you believe his car started to play up and yesterday on his way home from work he had to stop the car immediately and ring the RAC! I think it’s called “Sod’s law”! These things are sent to try us and that’s exactly what they do.

“The Trainee Solicitor” also had a trying time. He and “The Ex-Graduate” had been to her parents for Xmas lunch. As they were leaving at night, he forgot there was a small step down, he missed it and went over on his ankle. He hurt it quite a bit and it was swollen and extremely bruised. Just as well he didn’t have to go to work!

Unfortunately “The Ex-Graduate” was back at work on Wednesday and has been there everyday since. Hopefully, not for much longer will she have a job where she has to stand around for hours.

The cleaner came on Thursday and brought me a gift of chocolates and bonbons. Then my neighbours came in with a big box of chocolates for me and a handwritten card wishing me all the best for 2024.

I had a walk around the garden, checking out anything that is starting to grow. I found new growth on the hellebores, the snowdrops starting to peek through and also tulips coming through in the front garden. I checked the planter I had put together in 2022 and saw that the tête à tête are starting to grow. I pulled the tubs with the cyclamen in out from under the laurel bush to give them some more daylight. One looks as if it may not recover but the other didn’t look too bad. However, we are due some heavy rain so they may need to be protected from that.

I am thrilled as my hair is growing back pretty quickly. I didn’t lose all of the hair on my eyebrows but I have lost my eyelashes. I am still wearing my hat but that is because I don’t want my head getting too cold.

On Thursday Pauline messaged to say she had had an interview for an internship in Spain. It is with a Real Estate Agency and she had to do a video for either selling or letting a property. She sent me the videos (taken in her Grandma’s house) and then I corrected a couple of things in English, center for centre, moldings for mouldings. She sent it off and a short time later she got an email to say the job was hers. She starts on the 8 January. Now she is looking for accommodation. Pauline is coming to see me this morning so I will be brought up to date.

Music has always been a big part of my life, it can bring memories flooding back and I often can’t sing along as I am choked with tears at lots of the memories. I have said previously it’s not just the lyrics it’s the music too which has the effect on me. So first today is a song from 1991, it’s The Farm and “All Together Now”. The second song is also from 1991, it is “Unfinished Sympathy” by Massive Attack.

The village down the road has a competition each year for the best dressed tree. The trees are put outside your home and there are three prizes. I loved this “Tour de France” inspired tree. It must have been difficult to judge as three trees were joint first.

At this point I would like to wish you all a happy and healthy 2024. Keep safe until we catch up again.

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waitimcomingtoo · 4 years ago

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Open for holiday requests? Well then... ho,ho,ho🎅 Tom’s driving home frantically during holiday season and ends up getting his car stuck in a snowstorm. Reader and her family take him in from the cold and slowly he adjusts for the time being and maybe starts catching feelings???

I love a good hallmark like Xmas movie romance!

Home For The Holidays

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

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“Spencer, look!” Lucas alerted his twin once he heard the knock. “There’s someone outside.”

Spencer got up to the window curiously and looked outside, seeing Tom covered head to toe in snow.

“It’s a monster.” Spencer shrieked as he ducked down from the window.

“It is not a monster.” Lucas rolled his eyes before looking out the window again. “Oh my God.”

“What?” Spencer asked, jumping up next to his twin to look out the window.

“Its a monster.” Lucas gasped. The boys scrambled to the door and flung it open, gasping in unison at the sight of a snow covered Tom.

“Hi. I’m-“

Are you the abdominal snowman?” Lucas asked as he let Tom in the door.

“No, I’m T-“

“Daisy!” Spencer cut him off with a shout. “Come in here!”

“Is there an adult I can speak to?” Tom asked the child as a little girl came into the room.

“Whats going on?” Daisy asked before her eyes landed on Tom. “Woah, is that an abdominal snowman?”

“Yea!” Spencer nodded. “He came right to our door.”

“I saw him out in the snow.” Lucas said proudly.

“Hey kids.” Tom spoke again. “Sorry to bother you, but I really need to talk to an adult. Are your parents home?”

“Did you come from the North Pole?” Spencer asked.

“No, Spencer.” Daisy rolled her eyes. “The abdominal snowman lives in Alaska.”

“I think he lives in Florida.” Lucas added.

“It’s actually abominable and I’m from Europe.” Tom cut in.

“Do you have magic powers?” Lucas asked.

“Yeah. I can use a phone really well. Do you want to see?” Tom tried to bait them into letting him use the phone.

“Wait!” Spencer gasped.

“What?” Daisy asked.

“Stranger danger.” Spencer realized. “We let a stranger into the house.”

“Oh no.” Lucas whined. “My parents are gonna be mad at me.”

“Mine too.” Daisy feared. “We can’t tell them.”

“Get Y/n.” Lucas instructed. “She’ll know what to do.”

“Okay.” Spencer ran out of the room, leaving Tom with the other two kids.

“Is Y/n your age?” Tom asked the children, hoping he wouldn’t have to deal with another child.

“No. Shes my cousin.” Daisy answered. “I think she’s 40. Shes really pretty though.”

“He’s right in here. He doesn’t look like the one in the movie.” Tom heard Spencer’s voice coming back. He came into the room with you, your one hand holding his and your other over your eyes.

“Okay. Can I open my eyes now?” You asked your brother.

“Uh huh.” Spencer said, and you slowly opened your eyes and removed your hand. Tom finally got a good look at you and felt all the air leave his chest.

“Uh, hi.” Tom waved awkwardly at you, taken aback by the beautiful stranger who let him on their house. You, on the other hand, were thinking something entirely different.

“AHHHHH.” You screamed and grabbed the children. “Intruder!”

“Woah woah woah.” Tom tried to calm you down. “The kids let me in.”

“Did you hurt them? Are you guys okay?” You asked as you inspected the children.

“We’re okay.” Lucas nodded, making you kiss his forehead out of relief. You picked Daisy up with one arm and held the boys close to you with your other as you backed away from Tom.

“Who are you and why are you in my house?” You demanded.

“My name is Tom.” Tom started slowly. “I’m so sorry to bother you but my car has broken down and I can’t get any service. Would you mind letting me use your phone?”

“My whole family is inside.” You told him. “Can you give me some sort of proof that you’re not chop us up and turn us into soup?”

“What kind of proof do you need?” Tom chuckled softly.

“Can you take me out to your car to show me that it’s broken down?”

“It’s really cold out here and I parked pretty far. It’s not safe for you to walk all the way out there.” Tom warned you.

“How far did you walk?” You asked, suddenly noticing how tired he looked.

“I’m not sure. You can’t see anything out there.” He shrugged. You chewed your lip and looked down at your siblings and cousin before making a decision.

“Kids, go inside and help grandma with the cooking.” You instructed. “Tell her I said you could have one piece of candy each.”

“Are we in trouble for letting a stranger inside?” Lucas asked fearfully.

“No, honey.” You assured him. “Just don’t do it again, okay? You did the right thing by coming to get me.”

The children smiled in relief before scurrying out of the room, leaving you alone with Tom.

“Empty your coat pockets” You demanded, trying to put on a brave face.

“Okay, but why?” Tom wondered as he took the contents of his pockets out.

“In case you have any weapons.” You said like it was obvious.

“There.” Tom said as he put the last of it on the table. “Pockets are empty.”

You eyed him skeptically before walking up to him and putting his hands in his pockets. You patted him down until you were satisfied.

“Okay. I believe you.” You nodded. “I’m Y/n, by the way.”

“Tom.” He shook your hand. “Are those your kids?”

“No.” You smiled. “Those were my brothers and my niece.”

“They’re cute.” Tom complimented. “They look like you.”

“Well, I have tons more in the living room.” You said proudly. “That’s why I have to keep you in here until I know you won’t hurt anyone.”

“How can I gain your trust?”

“Um, I don’t really know.” You realized. “I’ve never interrogated anyone before.”

“How about this.” Tom offered as he pulled off his hat and scarf, revealing his reddened face. “I’ll take off my stuff so you can see I’m just a regular guy.”

Your body language changed when you saw that he was a handsome guy your age. You blushed a little and looked around the room to gather yourself.

“Your skin is freezing.” You sighed as you touched a warm hand to his cold cheek. “How long have you been out there?”

“A while. I can’t feel anything below my neck.”

“You poor thing.” You sighed and rubbed his arms to warm him up. “Come on, let’s get you warmed up.”

“Wait, what about the interrogation?” Tom wondered.

“You passed. Now come on, before you get frostbite.” You laughed as you took his hand and lead him into your living room where your family was. Tom looked around the room, seeing at least 8 children and a bunch of adults. As soon as they saw you, your cousin Clementine ran into your arms for a hug. You scooped her up and held her on your hip as you addressed your family.

“Everyone, this is Tom.” You put your hand on Toms back. “His car broke down and he needs our help.”

“How cute is he!” Your aunt Linda gushed. “Look at those brown eyes.”

“The eyes? Look at that hair. So healthy.” Your Aunt Mary added.

“Nice to meet you Tom. I’m also Tom.” Your grandfather reached forward to shake Toms hand.

“And I’m Gary.” Your other grandfather shook his hand. “Nice handshake. Strong.”

“Thank you sir.” Tom smiled shyly.

“Ah, Y/n, he’s your age.” Your grandmother gasped. “What a cute couple you’d make.”

“Do you want to see my train set?” Your brother Charlie tugged on Toms hand. “I built it myself.”

“I helped.” Your youngest brother, George, told him. “I put the tracks together.”

“I’d love to see it.” Tom smiled at him.

“Can we get you something to eat?” Your uncle Jason asked Tom. “You must be starving.”

“How about a drink? Do you like hot chocolate? I just made some.” Aunt Linda offered.

“Have a seat, dear.” Your mom led Tom to a chair. “You must have been walking for miles.”

“A friend of mine owns the best auto shop in town. I’ll give him a call for you to see about your car.” Your uncle Richard said as he went to get the house phone.

“Thank you, sir. I greatly appreciate that.” Tom nodded in appreciation.

“Did you hear that?” Your mom gasped. “Manners.”

“And that accent.” Aunt Mary winked. “Oh, Y/n, he’s perfect for you.”

“Aunt Mary.” You glared at her. “We just met.”

“Oh, you must be freezing. I’ll get you a sweater.” Your other grandmother moved towards the closet.

“Make Y/n get it.” Your grandma waved her hand in dismissal. “You need to focus on the food.”

“Y/n, would you take Tom to get a fresh set of clothes? He’ll catch his death in this weather.” Your mother asked you.

“Please, don’t let me put you to any trouble.” Tom tried to stop them from going to great lengths for him.

“Nonsense. You’re our guest.” Your mother smiled at him.

“Follow me.” You put Clementine down and took Toms hand, leading him to one of the bedrooms.

“You have such a big family.” Tom commented as you reached the room.

“I know.” You smiled proudly as you got clothes out of the closet. “Every holiday is a huge celebration. It’s the only time we all get to be together.”

“That’s really great that you’re all so close.” Tom smiled as he looked at the family pictures hanging on the wall.

“Yeah. I wouldn’t trade them for anything. Here.” You handed him clothes. “You can put on anything you find and leave your wet clothes in the bathroom.”

You went to leave the room but Tom grabbed your arm.

“Y/n?” Tom asked.

“Yes, Tom?”

“Thank you. I really appreciate you letting me in.” Tom smiled warmly.

“And I really appreciate you not chopping my family up and turning us into soup.” You smiled back before leaving the room. You waited a few minutes before coming back in once you assumed Tom was finished changing.

“I found some more sweaters if none of those...” You trailed off when you saw what Tom was wearing.

“What?” Tom asked in confusion as he looked down at the sweater.

“That’s my dads sweater. I haven’t seen it in years.” You smiled softly as you ran your fingers down the material of the sweater.

“It’s so soft.” Tom chuckled as he felt it as well. “He doesn’t wear it anymore?”

“No. He um, he passed away a few years ago.” You admitted, keeping your eyes down.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I can take it off.” Tom immediately went to remove it.

“No, it’s okay.” You stopped him. “It suits you.”

“Tom! Y/n!” Your aunt Linda called from the living room. “Hot chocolate is ready!”

“Come on.” You took his hand. “My aunt makes really good hot chocolate. You’ll love it.”

Tom blushed behind your back as you lead him to the kitchen, feeling intimidated when he saw your entire family sitting down.

“There you two are.” Your mother smiled. “We were just sitting down to eat.”

“You can sit next to me.” You pulled Tom to two empty seats. He pulled your chair out for you, making you smile.

“I wanna sit with Tom.” Daisy whined.

“No, I do.” George pouted.

“You can sit across from me.” Tom told George. “And I’ll sit in the middle of Y/n and Daisy.”

“I called the auto shop.” Your uncle told Tom. “They can’t send anybody out here until the morning. Hope you don’t spending the night here.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it.” Tom shook his head. “I’m sure I’ll find a hotel around here.”

“Nonsense. You’ll never make it to a hotel. Plus, we have a perfectly good bed right here.” Your grandpa insisted.

“I don’t want to put you to too much trouble.” Tom told your family. “You’ve already done so much for me.”

“It’s no trouble at all. We’re happy to have you here.” Your other grandpa said.

“Hot chocolate, for you.” Aunt Linda placed two mugs down in front of you and Tom.

“Would you like some potatoes?” Aunt Mary passed him the bowl.

“How about some greens? I put a little brown sugar on them to make them taste good.” Aunt Linda put some on Toms plate.

“You have to try this. It’s my special recipe.” Your grandma put a baked zucchini next to the green beans.

“My wife makes the best stuffing.” Uncle Gary chuckled as he put some on Toms plate. “You’ll want to take some before the kids get it all.”

“Ooo. Make sure you get some cranberry sauce.” Your mother filled the last empty spot on Toms dish.

“Thank you. All of you. I really appreciate your kindness.” Tom smiled fondly at the table, his heart warming with gratitude.

“It’s the holiday season. Kindness is the most important gift you can give.” Your grandpa declared.

“Tom, do you want to play dolls with me after dinner?” Your cousin Ivy asked.

“No, he has to see my train set first.” Charlie spoke up.

“We could put the dolls on the train.” Tom suggested, making all the children grin.

“Did you hear that? He’s a genius.” Lucas said to Spencer.

“How long is Tom gonna stay with us?” Ivy asked her mom.

“Can he stay in my room tonight? I have stars on my ceiling.” Lucas told Tom.

“That sounds really cool, Lucas.” Tom nodded. “You’ll have to show me.”

“Are you and Y/n gonna get married?” Clementine wondered out loud, making you slap your hand to your forehead while Tom laughed.

“We just met, Clementine.” You said shyly as you pushed your food around your plate.

“Do you like pie Tom?” Aunt Linda piped up. “I made apple and cherry.”

“And I made pumpkin.” You leaned towards him to tell him.

“I like pumpkin.” Tom smiled at you, leaning in as well.

“Me too.” You giggled as you bumped shoulders with him.

“Oh look!” Aunt Mary gasped. “You two are under the mistletoe.”

You and Tom looked up and sure enough, a bustle of mistletoe was hanging above your heads. Toms face immediately flushed as he looked at you, but you were busy giving an unamused look to your family.

“Wow.” You said sarcastically. “It’s almost like someone hung mistletoe over the only two empty seats at the table.”

“Maybe it was a coincidence.” Tom squeaked.

“Uh Uh.” You shook your head. “This was no coincidence. My family did this on purpose.”

You punctuated your sentence by standing up and taking the mistletoe down, making your family roll their eyes and huff.

“We’re not gonna kiss.” You declared as you set the mistletoe down on the table. “Not like this.”

Tom perked up at your words, but appeared to be the only one that heard it. He looked around the table for witnesses, but found that your family had given up and started eating. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched you slip the mistletoe into your cardigan pocket. Tom eyes you curiously but didn’t say anything as he began to eat his food.

After dinner, Tom helped you clear the table while the kids ran off to play. You couldn’t help but smile at him as he stood next to your grandmother, drying the dishes as she washed them.

“Look at him.” Your grandmother gawked. “He’s helping me wash the dishes.”

“Y/n, if you don’t marry him, I will.” Your mom clicked her tongue, making you roll your eyes.

“Stop it.” You scolded. “No one here marrying him. We don’t even know if he’s single.”

“Well, Tom, are you seeing anyone?” Aunt Mary asked him as she put the dishes away.

“I’m not, no.” Tom answered as he kept his eyes on you. You gave him a coy smile before looking away.

“Then when are you taking Y/n on a date?” Aunt Linda asked, making you gasp.”

“Aunt Linda!” You exclaimed. “That’s enough. Nothings gonna happen between us if you’re all poking around in our business. We’re leaving. Come on, Tom.”

Tom gave an apologetic look to your family as he followed you out of the room. You took his hand and brought him to one of the rooms, presumably the one you were staying in.

“Sorry about that.” You sighed as you shut the door behind you. “They’re always trying to set me up.”

“Has it ever worked before?” Tom asked, a hint of jealousy in his words.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged and flicked your eyes to the ceiling. “You tell me.”

Tom followed your eyes and looked up as well, smiling a little when he saw mistletoe badly taped above your heads.

“Hm.” Tom played coy. “Now, where did that come from?”

“I took it from the dining room.” You laughed. “It’d be a shame to go to waste.”

“You know what?” Tom smirked as he hooked his pinky under your chin, tilting your lips closer to his. “I was thinking the same thing.”

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ivderail · 3 years ago

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Metal Shard 9 19 2021

Flat at about 5 am and then about 6:10 am

Had a flat on my way to the market to buy pork and pig's blood. Also radishes and long green chilis for the Pigs Blood Soup that Moo was craving and asked me to cook for her. Set the alarm to 2:30 am but slept thru it. Woke up at 4:30. Had a hasty cup of lukewarm coffee then rode out. I was halfway to the market when i felt the flat. On a mini bridge over a mini brook. I thought it was a snakebite flat. I walked the bike back to the house and did the changing in the dark didnt bother feeling inside the tire for a prick cuz i heard the clunk and was sure it was a pinch didnt bother turning on the light im a conscientious human conserve electricity. O i forgot to mention that it was pouring when i first rode out and it was pouring when i walked back. After i repaired the flat i quickly went back out and by now its cats and dogging. But yah i do what Moo asks me to do. In front of the church i felt it . Another fxcking flat. On the same spot where i yelled at a boy yesterday. He was on my way i was afraid that he/d take a misstep towards where my bike was heading. His grandma scolded him when she saw me glare at the boy. I thought it was karma that i got the flat there. I also thought it was just another pinch flat. Hasty work did it in the dark sloppy fxck. I walked the bike to the market to buy the ingredients. Then walked the bike back to the house while its still raining cats n doggos. It was a good 1 hour walk the streets were almost deserted its early in the morn sunday morn i had the world to myself. I glanced inside the houses as i passed by them it was cold and damp and the light inside them was damp too it kinda depressed me and bad music was playing from inside some of them. Thumpy trash radio bullshit. I passed by a yard with shit strewn everywhere and a bullshit xmas hit song was playing. Those are the saddest shit u can let blare. Xmas bullshit music. Music so full of unrealistic hope. Bullshit. Hope. Bullshit. From another house came 60s girl group pop. A bit of coolness for a change. At the door were two old methheads. One in his 50s the other in his 70s. A group of rich looking cyclists passed by. The father figure/leader gave me a half nod. He was suavely grinning. Talking to the women as they all pedaled by lazily. A youth called out KUYA ERIC! Kuya means big brother. I whooped at him and grinned thru my face mask my Cheshire grin. A couple more people i passed by gave me the howdy and when i reached home Moo was still sleeping. I got down to the business of cooking and afterwards i attended to the bike. This time i did the routinary two fingers inside the tire and i felt it. It was a metal shard. Lesson learned: dont jump into conclusion.

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swarlafolklore · 4 years ago

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Thanks for the Christmas prompt :)

I was only going to do this in one part, but my writing has gotten away from me so I’m not sure how many parts this will be in, I’ll post the second part here the link will be posted soon!

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“We don’t want her here Emma.” Snow said, hesitantly sitting down on the couch, next to her daughter.

“What? You were all for it last month when I asked you” Emma frowned.

“Yes, for you, but your father and I have talked and we don’t want her here.”

“So you wait until the last minute to tell me this! It’s Christmas day Mom…h-how-“

“I’ve already phoned Regina and informed her that she isn’t welcome.”

“You did what?!” Emma shrieked standing up quickly.

Emma couldn’t believe what was happening right now, in a matter of minutes, this Christmas day had turned from her first Christmas with Regina and her family and something she had been looking forward to for weeks, to one of the worst days to happen.

For a lot of the time at Christmas, when Emma was a child, she was shut away in her room in her foster homes and not allowed to join in with the festivities. Emma knew that Regina had similar things happen to her when she was growing up, so she knew this news would be really hard for her.

“We told her she’s not welcome here, not for Christmas anyway, she was very understanding.” David commented walking into the room, standing behind his wife and squeezing her shoulders.

“Well yes, I’m sure she was understanding…she’s used to being alone at this time of year and for her birthday and for any kind of celebration.” Emma took a breather trying to control her anger but not managing it very well “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU’VE DONE?!” Emma shouted in the next second.

Before either Snow or Charming could answer, Henry came walking down the stairs as he wiped the sleep from his eyes.

“Ma? What’s going on?” Henry yawned, now standing next to Emma.

“You’re grandparents have uninvited your Mom to Christmas.” Emma fumed folding her arms.

“Good.” Henry replied throwing himself on to the couch next to his grandmother.

“Good?” Emma asked, feeling rather shocked at her sons comment.

“Yeah, I don’t want her here Mom, she’s evil and she’s never going to change.”

“Henry!”

“No, he’s right Emma, how could you expect us to accept her after everything she did to us? To you? To Henry?” Charming said as he came and sat on the other side of Henry, all of them watching Emma pace as her face grew angrier by the second.

“You know what? If that’s how you all feel then maybe I will just go spend Christmas with Regina. How about that.” Emma replied.

“What? You can’t do that!?” Snow shrieked.

“And why not?” Emma argued.

“Because, we will be without you for Christmas Emma. You shouldn’t be without your family, at this time of year.”

“And yet you’re absolutely okay with leaving Regina completely alone.”

Emma was astonished at her parent’s words, as well as Henry agreeing with them about his own mother. The woman who raised him, she just couldn’t understand it, how could he not accept her even now.

“She’s used to it.” Snow replied.

“So that makes it okay? Anyway with that attitude ever thought about the fact I am also used to being alone Mary-Margret.” Emma argued, standing up and storming out the room.

“Grandma, do you think Ma’s going to go with Regina?” Henry asked.

“I hope not Henry. I hope not.”

“So do I.” Henry replied cuddling up to his grandma

Emma came back through, dressed and with a bag packed.

“Where are you going Emma?” David asked jumping up.

“To Regina’s. You can’t stop me, I am 30 years old.”

“But-“ Snow tried.

“NO! NO BUTS! I AM GOING!” Emma shouted “I love her…”

“YOU WHAT?!” Snow, David and Henry shouted in unison.

“I love her, oh and one more thing we’re a couple, now kid are you coming with me or staying here?” Emma frowned.

“Staying here.” Henry grumbled holding onto Snow, hoping Emma wouldn’t drag him out the house.

“Fine, you stay here and if you change your mind, you know where to find me.” And with the Emma stormed out the house, slamming the door behind her.

“Did she say they’re a couple?” Snow asked, unsure if she had heard him correctly.

“Yeah…” Both David and Henry replied.

***

Regina had been so excited for Christmas, it would be the first Christmas since Henry was 8 that she wouldn’t be alone, well that was until she received a phone call from Snow White telling her in no uncertain terms, that she wasn’t welcome for Christmas.

It’s not to say she wasn’t expecting it, but it still hurt all the same to have something she was looking forward to be taken away, just like that.

Christmas morning came, Regina was alone, no Emma, no Henry, just her. As no one was going to be with her or she was going to be with no one for today, Regina decided to stay in her pyjama’s and to do some paperwork. After all it was just her for the day.

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Emma was fuming about the whole situation not just her parent’s uninviting Regina, also Henry, she was so angry with him for agreeing with her parents. The blonde knew Regina had changed and yet the only people who couldn’t see it were her own parents and her son.

Emma left the loft as quickly as she could slamming the door behind her, she flew down the stairs, out of the building and over to her yellow bug that was parked right outside her parents apartment.

Emma threw herself into the car, placing her bag on the passenger seat, with immense anger and frustration before shutting her door and speeding off down the road to the mayor’s mansion.

She was driving way over the speed limit that she had to do an emergency stop as she arrived at Regina’s.

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marriedgangbangslut · 5 years ago

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College Life

So let me just say this; college is expensive ya’ll! My parents were great, they took out loans and had some savings to help me along and thanks to a few grants and scholarships it wasn’t as bad as it could have been but still, it was really costly. My first year I got a job in the campus bookstore and it was nice cause it was low stress but at the same time it was low pay. After i went home on break i heard my dad talking to mom about him getting a second job so they didn’t have to take out any more loans. At dinner I told him that i will find another job with better pay when i got back to campus so he didn’t need to work any harder for me. He was happy to hear it and said as long as it didn’t interfere with school and my grades he was all for it.

Break over i headed back, for xmas i got a camcorder from my grandma (miss you grams!!!!) and i was recording pretty much everything! I went to parties and recorded people drinking, getting high and other stuff like that so it was just a normal part of my everyday. Well after a few weeks I was in my room and just like now a days people with a camera inevitably end up using to record themselves being naughty. So i fired it up and grabbed my favorite vibrator and started recording! I loved watching myself get off and even got creative with positions, different toys and DP. There was no real internet back in the 90′s cause it was all basic dial up so i had no place to go with the content, i just kept it in my drawer labeled generically 1,2,3 etc. It wasn’t till after a house party one night that I actually found a way to make money with them.

For anyone that’s been to college and been to a house party you know how they go, start out quiet, music gets louder, people get drunk and high, some pass out and others hook up. I was usually the person hooking up and that night i found a guy that i was begging to fuck me! We were with a bunch of people smoking weed out of an apple (YUM!) and I was so horny from him flirting and grabbing on me the whole night that i took him to the bathroom and gave him head! I was just going to town on him not caring how he had no rhythm and kept going too deep in my mouth or even worse when i tried to deep throat him he was pulling back, really sucked (no pun intended) but i was having loads of fun. I guess we were in there for a while cause people were waiting to go pee and started knocking. He zipped up and I said we should head back to my room.

Once we got to my dorm and snuck past the door monitor we made it to my room, totally baked and very drunk. I immediately took my clothes off and and went for his dick! Dropped his pants and went right back to sucking on his very nice cock! My only goal in life at that point was to get him to cum in my mouth then have him fuck my brains out! The only problem was he had a case of whiskey dick and no matter what i did with my mouth he was floppy like a windsock :( He was embarrassed and suggested we take a break and make out to restart the whole thing without the pressure or fast pace i was moving at.

Taking a step back it made sense at the time so we started kissing and groping and feeling up on each other. I was ready for sure but he was still limp, so i said hold on and grabbed one of the tapes from my drawer, popped it in the VCR and grabbed my vibrator, once it came on i got in the same doggy style position as the video and played with myself the same way i was doing in the video. At that point his eyes got huge and asked if that was me on the tape for real? I was like “ummm yeah, same toys and same pussy lol” he finally started getting hard again and began jerking off to get himself up to full mast. I knew he was ready when he leaned in and started licking my asshole (FYI guys most of us love that so make sure to do it when your eating pussy). This drove me wild! I was running the vibrator over my clit while he was licking and sticking his tongue in my asshole and that’s when my mind blanked and i saw stars! I’m not saying it was the best orgasm of the week but it was definitely top 10!

Orgasm over and my guy of the night finally hard as a rock it was time for the main course so i tossed the vibe on the bed and got on all fours again, he dove right in! Now I’m sure most women will tell you that they have a favorite position, or several, but being fucked from behind is the best thing EVER for me so i was in heaven and well on my way to another orgasm, and unfortunately so was my guy for the night :( I could tell by his breathing that he was getting close and i begged him not to cum just yet, he just stammered out “I’m uh trying not too” which is code for “I’m going to cum and there is nothing anyone can do about it!!” And sure enough a minute later I felt his cock doing that swelling and pulsing inside me which told me it was imminent. I felt him start to pull out so i grabbed his legs and tried to pull him back in, i even said “no don’t pull out”, cause honestly at that point i just wanted to be filled up and happy! Well if wishes were horses :( In the end I only got the first rope of cum inside me and the rest he and let loose in my butt crack. Don’t get me wrong it still felt heavenly to feel it running down over my pussy as it cooled from that warm temp sperm initially has to room temp or whatever it is when it gets cold.

He dropped to the bed beside me and was in that annoying cool down period guys have between cumming and before they could get hard again so i grabbed my vibrator and started fucking myself while on my back. He was watching and grabbing my nipples then sorta stopped so i looked over and saw that he actually passed out on me!!!! In a vein attempt to wake him up I started rubbing the vibe on his balls and the head of his penis, I got a few tickled laughs out of it but he stayed passed out. Just for fun i sucked his dick a little more to get the cum off it then laid down to get some sleep.

Next morning (or the current one i guess) I kind of wake up and and see him watching not the video i played for him a few hours ago but another one where i was DP’ing myself and screaming like a mad woman. When he saw me watching he just looked embarrassed and said sorry. I was like “yeah you should have asked before going through my drawers” but it didn’t matter to me really. We were tossing on our clothes and he asked if he could borrow the one he was watching before, I stopped and having never really thought about it before wasn’t actually sure. So I said maybe and we headed to the dining hall to get some food. While were eating the subject of low funds came up cause i was waiting to get paid from my library job. Out of nowhere i just said that he could just buy the tape from me for $20 and with almost no hesitation he said “deal!”. After we were done eating we headed back to the dorm, he gave me the money and then i grabbed to tape from my room and we parted ways.

A few days later a random guy i never met before said that a friend of his showed him a tape of me and he wanted to buy some too. Told him i had a few solo videos if he wanted and offered them up for $30 each to try and make more money. He was not happy with the price so i told him if he bought this one at $30 i would give him a discount on a custom tape later just for him. He said OK but wanted to know how custom and how much, I said he could have anything he wanted for $100 instead of $120! Never thought he would agree but he had a huge smile and shook his head yes, so i go the cash and grabbed a tape for him.

As it turns out, for $100 he was expecting more than just a video of me fucking myself senseless and was planning on fucking me while being recorded! That’s another post in itself but in the end after having fucked him on film, loving it and selling it for a huge profit I ended up making 3-4 videos a week mostly with different guys! Tons of money compared to what i was making at the Library and it helped me pay for school. To help me out with getting guys I had put ads up on the local boards offering “PE Tutoring sessions without even leaving your room!” It took a little while but it eventually caught on and i had guys calling my room all the time to setup sessions. It was a win win for me cause i got to have sex with lots of guys and i made great money while doing it.

Now you might be asking yourself if i consider myself a whore, slut, hooker, prostitute or whatever for doing this. And to answer your question, No, I was probably going to fuck those guys anyway (OK maybe not 3-4 per week) and I was really only charging for the tapes not the sex (VHS tapes were pricey back in the day) so i got to live out some of my biggest fantasies like gangbangs, blowbangs and 3 ways all while making a profit!

Oh and yes because I almost never had the guys use condoms and they had a tendency to creampie me (mmmmm my personal favorite) I did catch the clap a few times and even though i was on BC I did have a number of pregnancy scares, some false some not which is why i am very PRO CHOICE, if you don’t like that that’s your problem! So please no judgemental comments about using condoms, pulling out or how i’m a bad person etc etc. Either read and enjoy or see ya later!!!

Anyway that’s all for now! Thanks for reading and be on the look out for my next post about one of my trips to an adult theater in Tampa FL. No spoilers but i was on a work trip down there without hubby and i got positivity filled from both ends that time (seriously I burped part way through the night and all i tasted was cum lol)!

MGBS

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years ago

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Ali & Carly

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Ali: definitely not 😂 Ali: some greens but not sprouts Ali: the freckly one Carly: did u heal my heart to 💔😢? Carly: course itd be the most beautiful one Ali: oh no, you're delirious Ali: I'll come quick 😜 Carly: dont b jealous 👼 hes only the most beautiful boy Ali: 😏 My ma'll be gutted Carly: do u have a tea for that? Ali: 🍋 'cos she's so bitter? Ali: I'll see if she goes for it Carly: noooo 🍯 so she wont be Ali: you're too sweet yourself, Walsh Carly: aw Carly: but ur the 1 who saved me Carly: ur the sweetest Ali: anyone would Carly: nah ur the 1st Carly: not just saying it to u get ur fairy wings Ali: had to fly away from that particular 🐔 plenty myself Ali: harmless and flightless though he is, most the time Carly: yea Carly: he talks about u wen hes been on it Carly: the 1 that flew away Ali: uh oh Ali: can't let a boy ✂ your wings Ali: ever Ali: ever Ali: 👼🏽 🐔 🐧 🐦 🐤 🐣 🐥 🦆 🦢 🦅 🦉 🦚 🦜 🦇 🐝 🦋 🐞 🦗 🦟 🐓 🦃 🕊 Carly: im 😕💫🙃 but idk if those were the guests i danced with Carly: did get a cute lil 🎶🎤 to fall asleep to tho 💙🕊 Carly: 🌚🌝🌛🌜🌞 Ali: very 👸 of you though Ali: I can 👀 it Carly: my ma is trying to make me clean Carly: 🐇🐁🐀🐿🦔🐾 pls Ali: also unacceptable Ali: not 'til you're better Ali: use my wings to fly through and 🤞 he don't get the wrong idea about who I'm there to see Carly: [sends her a pic of whatever caravan mess she caused last night that her mum is raging about] Carly: so u can play a game of spot whats got her 😠 Carly: cuz idk Ali: Fun 🧐🤔🤨 Ali: angry mothers are my forte Ali: [does the circling the hazzards moment on the pic] Carly: making her angry is mine but nah to knowing y ever ever Carly: k ur cute & smart Carly: 🌟 Ali: it's rarely logical, but 🤫 on that or it's hulk levels in 0-60 Ali: how are you this nice when you're 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 Ali: that's a skill, rare one at that 💎✨ Carly: my da is looking green must of had his own 🎶🍻💃 ha Carly: idk i can b nicer? but k now i know ronan aint been talking bout me when hes 🍺 or 💊 Ali: can be a tea party for three Ali: have to bring his own 🎩 though Ali: not to me anyway Ali: but as you can tell Ali: 🐺 keeps all the 🐓🐓🐓 away Carly: 🐇🐇🐇♠️♣️♥️♦️🐇🐇🐇 Carly: she is fierce Ali: she likes to think so Ali: 🐶 really Carly: course ur not scared of her silly Carly: u love her Carly: im a 🐈 person ha Ali: [sends her a load of pictures of Bluebeard she didn't ask for rather than being like do I love her hmm] Carly: AW!!!! Carly: 🥰🤗 Ali: he's captain ☠🏴 but there's always room aboard Carly: thats the best offer ive had from a gentleman ever ever ever Carly: whats his name? Ali: Bluebeard Ali: and he is MOSTLY a gentleman if you can handle some toe nibbling Carly: 😍😍😍😍 Carly: into it Carly: ive done more for lads i just met who aint as beautiful so Ali: 😂 I feel that Ali: honestly, it's quite comforting, when he doesn't sneak attack you with it Carly: [sends her a selfie that shouldn't be as adorable as it is] Carly: now u can introduce us Carly: 👋 baby blue Ali: the 😍😍😍😍 are mutual Ali: I can tell Carly: yay Carly: 🧡 Ali: is there anything else you need/we want for the tea party? Ali: en-route at last Carly: ur really coming? Ali: yeah, sorry I was ages, it's a whole process brewing it Ali: also a dead giveaway you're 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 which obvs my ma takes as her cue to be all Spanish inquisition about it Ali: 📚 of my mostly-fictional-but-which-are-and-which-aren't-mother exploits later Carly: sorry iou so much magic Ali: nah, don't worry about it 👸 Ali: who doesn't love a little scandal with their morning brew? she deffo does Carly: its too late im looking for 🍀 Carly: among the 🌼🌼🌼 Ali: awh Ali: I'm never turning down extra luck Ali: we can make daisy-chains Carly: its the dresscode Carly: soz da Ali: does he have a 🧔? Ali: that's a #look Carly: not rn Carly: my ma wasnt on @ me only to clean up Carly: he had his turn Ali: damn it Ali: maybe a nice belt Ali: I'll be 🤔 Carly: dont b 💔😢 he has bushy eyebrows Ali: same Ali: he's earnt his invite back Ali: your ma gonna have to chill though Ali: and it ain't that kinda tea 💔 Carly: you wont b able to tell if shes angry or surprised Ali: 😚 ⬅ I know the vibe Ali: you do you babe Carly: she used to let me sort em out but there was an accident Carly: which im sworn to secrecy about Ali: I'm so good with secrets 🙏🙏🙏 Carly: k Carly: my head zoned out but my hands kept going like Ali: you were meditating you can't help having 🌌🧠 Ali: I'll 🤭 now and never tell, don't worry Mrs W Carly: @ school yea im meditating on your q sir relax Carly: ha love that Ali: they just ask questions to answer it themselves, what is the point Carly: u coming for my ma again? Ali: 🤫 bad first impression, that Carly: shes heard it from ronan too sorry Carly: lad has loose lips Ali: honestly Ali: 🙄 can't keep up with my bad reputation Carly: ud think hed be better at kissing Carly: its talk talk talk Carly: more good things about u than ive made it seem like tho Ali: he was a big talker Ali: probably 'cos he ain't allowed with the lads Carly: if he talked about what a 👼 u are & how 💔😢 he is theyd uninvite him from the bonfire Carly: its sweet really how hung up hes got Ali: he only thinks I'm an 👼 'cos he took my virginity probs Ali: that's more suitable 🔥side chat Carly: he goes on about that alot but I thought he was lying Carly: oh no that sounds bad Carly: not calling u a slag ur obvs not its y he likes u more Ali: 😂 I'm fine with slag Ali: all definition dependent anyway Carly: yea same Carly: can be hot if ur in the mood Ali: right, and if I'm a slag 'cos I didn't marry him then I'll take it Carly: & hes not allowed to marry gorgers theyd wanna throw him in the 🔥 Ali: exactly Ali: we can't both be 💔😢 forever can we boy Carly: just me @ the party til u came to my rescue Ali: 🥺 Ali: What was he even on about then, like? Ali: dickhead Carly: idk i zone out wen he shouts @ me too Ali: I can always poison a cup and send it his way Ali: just say the word Carly: hes not that bad Ali: okay okay, just some laxatives Ali: 'cos he's a bit 💩 Carly: ha Ali: no 🌼🌼🌼 unless he says soz then Carly: but his beautiful curls 🥺 Ali: hmm, a good point Ali: be strong, baby Carly: ill throw one @ him & run away Carly: back to u Ali: you're so adorable Carly: says u Carly: 👼👸🏼 Ali: 💚 we're gonna have an adventure when the tea hits okay Ali: I've decided Carly: k thats the kinda 🎄🎅🤶🎁 it is Carly: i do want the energy of a kid on xmas morning Ali: that's the best Ali: how I'm tryna be every day Carly: 💫⭐️🌟✨⚡️☄️ 🚀🛸 Ali: if only 🚀 Ali: this bike can only go as fast as my lil legs can carry, like Carly: aw baby Carly: i shouldve asked u where u live before this 2nd rescue was launched Carly: im sorry Ali: No distance is too far for a fair maiden Carly: ill have to see what other 🔮 i can find before u get here Carly: dont love ious Ali: there's no ious Carly: [sending her loads of pics of her with or just pics of the cat lady's cats that she's rounding up for this tea party and they're adorable] Ali: 😍💞😻 Ali: okay, non-debt fully paid though Carly: [just rambling about the names she's given each cat cos her and cat lady don't know each other properly til Ali comes along and like facts about each cat/her fave things cos she's a big nerd] Ali: I love them Ali: I'm gonna get them some 🐟🐟🐟 when I get tea party tings Ali: some cream, awh, okay, this is happening Carly: im picking enough 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 for everyone Ali: should've put Bluebs in my basket Ali: next time Carly: aw Carly: Humbug might try & fight him Carly: youd b there to protect him tho Ali: I can ref Ali: my little brother is always trying to play-fight everyone so I'm well-versed Carly: is he ticklish? that works for me Carly: broken up lots of fights Ali: big time Ali: his kryptonite Ali: reckon it's against the rules in professional fights but preparing him for anything like any good big sister Carly: ha Carly: aw i bet ur an amazing sister Carly: if i had 1 maybe id wanna be on site sometimes Carly: my ma's eyebrows r hardly a call to home Ali: he might disagree but he's 5 so what does he know 😉 Ali: feel that though Ali: home is just a base, whole 🌍 out there Carly: wen ur 5 you argue to argue Carly: yea if u dont use ur wings theyll think u dont want em 💔😢 Ali: flying is like riding a 🚲 though Carly: r we goin on a 🚲 adventure? Ali: definitely Ali: ugh, need one of those wagons for the 😻😻😻s Carly: ☺️its gonna b so fun! Carly: we might meet more 🐈🐈🐈🐈 Ali: way better than 🐔 Carly: ha Carly: do u have 🔮 left to help me find shoes? Ali: have you checked the fridge? Carly: [a pause while she do] Carly: theyre not there 😕🧐 Ali: damn, that'd be the last place I'd look though Ali: were they in the mess your Ma was sounding off about fr Carly: o mayb Carly: if i was wearing any when you dropped me off Ali: 🤔 I don't know if I recall any glass slippers Ali: I'll ask Lene hold up Carly: 👸 energy Carly: but idk if i wanna scary 🐺 at my door Ali: turns out she's actually your 👵 Carly: ha my grandma is 💍 to god Carly: its not close to the energy shes putting out Ali: she'd probably tell your actual that God is a gay girl Ali: nah she's well 😇 around fam, just hide behind your Ma and me, baby, you'll be fine Carly: ha that wasn't in any of the kids bible stories she sent me every 🎄🎅🤶🎁 Carly: her god is 😠 than Humbug Carly: he likes to shout so i gotta zone out Carly: aw that's sweet ur ma loves her too? Ali: Hooray for Catholicism, yeah? 😏 Ali: she loves my Ma, more like Carly: we spend our sundays on our knees nana but its 🚽🤮 or u kno a bigger sin Carly: u do look like her i remember Ali: that's not QUITE 🚽🤮 levels but close 😂 Carly: nah its nice u have the same 👀💙✨ Carly: idk who i look like Carly: postman maybe Ali: now I don't know whether to 😳 or be 🤨 you like my Ma too Ali: you look like you and that's Ali: 💛 😍 😘 🥰 😚 👸 👼🏽 🐰 🌼 🌻 🌞 🍓 🍑 🍨 🍰 🍭 🍬 🎆 💜 Carly: yea 🤞🙏🌠 the postman isnt my da cuz hes a ride Carly: aw now youve got me 😳 Ali: rude, my postman is not Carly: 🚫💌 then baby Carly: ill text u instead Ali: so grumpy, don't stick your hand right into our house if you don't wanna get bitten, sir Ali: not by me, whatever Ronan has said Ali: though I'm well flattered I'm getting a text back Carly: ha its k its not that u use too much teeth Carly: & course ur my hero Carly: tho 🤞🙏🌠 wont b an sos every time Ali: good, can't have him putting you off with blatant lies Ali: it won't be if I do a better job at the heroics and get there before any bad shit can happen Carly: its k i like it Carly: helps me remember what i did Carly: 💔😢 no lads r spelling their names out in bruises for the who Carly: 🐇🐾🐇🐾🐇 Carly: nooo theres no better u could do Carly: ur flying to me faster than anyone has ever ever Ali: amateurs, like Ali: so rude, ain't they heard you're 👸 Ali: I'm basically there now, prepare for the best tea party you've ever been to Carly: aint wat theyve heard but idc Carly: yay 💙 i havent had 1 since me & my 🧸🧸🧸 Ali: I'll be 🎶🔊 it so get in the know lads Ali: awh, can I meet them too? Carly: not too 🔊 or ur gf will bite me which could b fun but im not trying to do u like 💔😢 Carly: some r shyer than others but if u work ur 🔮 how u did for me ull make friends Ali: fill your boots, babe, I don't reckon she's your type, like Ali: I'll be on my best behaviour 🤞 Ali: the loveliest guest you've ever had 🤞🤞 Carly: be fun though Carly: not boring Ali: 😲😲 Ali: Is that the impression I give off? Ali: or another Ronan tale, either way Ali: gonna have to prove otherwise now in the most extra ways imaginable Carly: nahhh Carly: he don't lie to me its his 1 saving grace Carly: its just like a pls Carly: to u & the universe Ali: I won't be boring Ali: trust me Carly: k Carly: i do ur a lifesaver Ali: nah Ali: just happy to help Carly: im happy we r mates Ali: me too Ali: idk why we weren't before, like Ali: too many people at school Carly: & i dont go much ha Ali: this is true Ali: lesser spotted walsh 🐦 Carly: oooh wat colours am i Ali: 💗💜💛🧡💗 Carly: cute Ali: very Carly: wats ur fave colour? Ali: It's a harder question than people reckon, that Ali: like, there's so many beautiful things of every colour Ali: if I can decide for the day, I feel like I'm doing a disservice to all the others Carly: sorry Carly: i havent decided on mine either Carly: when i was a lil kid it was 💛 for the 🌞 then wen i started goin out it was silver for wat i thought the 🌚 looked like Carly: but ive seen so many new colours since Ali: kids always know Ali: they're much smarter than adults about everything Carly: i bet ur lil bro is the smartest Carly: like u Ali: he likes red for 🚨❌🛑⛔️🚫💯‼️🥊🥤 Ali: and I see the appeal Carly: does he like 🍎? i kno somewhere that sells the reddest shiniest 1s Carly: or we cud just throw 🍅s Ali: he's at the anti-fruit stage Ali: but I reckon he could be convinced if we let him smother 'em in caramel and sprinkles Carly: its a date Ali: Me first

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xillveart · 6 years ago

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Little Nurse

For Day #1 of the @mha-xmas-challenge

Christmas Challenge | Day 1 - Catching A Cold

Category | One-Shot

Pairing: Bakugou x Koge (OC) Koge’s Tag

Rating: E, no warnings

Word Count: 2,072

“Aachoo!”

Koge gave a small, sarcastic gasp from the sound of sneezing that came from upstairs, loud enough to get through a closed door and over the roaring sound of cartoons on the television. “Oh goodness. What a sneeze.” She looked down at the tiny figure of her daughter, who was eagerly bouncing her body up and down without actually lifting her feet off the floor. Crimson eyes locked on her mother, the two year old had both tiny hands on Koge’s leg, waiting impatiently for her to finish her work. “Ma!” She spoke through her pacifier, bringing a smile to Koge’s lips.

“Yes, Natsuki, I know. That was Daddy sneezing, wasn’t it?” After mixing a vitamin C boosting powder into a glass of water, Koge placed it onto a tray. Already on it was a bowl of soup, which was a special recipe graciously given to Koge by her mother-in-law, to which her darling husband had already thrown a fit about. Bakugou had never been one for his mother’s home remedies, but Koge had seen this stuff work, and she was determined to get him feeling better as quickly as she could. Having just hit a high fever yesterday, her lover was totally miserable, and it broke her heart to see him so pathetic. In fact, she was pretty sure this was the first time he had gotten sick since he was a pre-teen, so the way he was handling the situation was absolutely ludicrous, in Koge’s opinion.

At first, it had been denial. Then more denial, followed by further denial, all the way up until he hit a 103 degree fever and had gone through an entire box of tissues in only two hours. Even then, he refused to believe it, stating that it must have been an aftereffect of a villain’s quirk, one which he must have captured recently. Koge had effectively told him that he was stupid, forced his stubborn ass into bed and medicated him. Now, he was beyond needy, so delirious with fever that he had screamed about not being able to find the remote to the television, when it had been in his lap the entire time. Koge loved Bakugou to the deepest depths of her soul, but he could really be a moron sometimes.

Her attention was pulled back down to her daughter as she continued to bounce, finding her enthusiasm exhausting. “How many times do you think Daddy has sneezed today?” Natsuki stopped bouncing, looking at her hands as she put up a variety of fingers, before displaying two to Koge confidently. Koge smiled, picking up the tray in front of her to take upstairs. “Two? Oh man, that sure is a lot. I’m going to take this to Daddy now, you stay- ah, Natsuki!” Before Koge could even take a step, the tiny girl took off out of the kitchen, vanishing behind the wall with her light blonde hair bouncing vigorously in its ponytail. With a sigh, Koge followed, having to be careful with each step so that she didn’t spill the food.

“Natsuki! Baby, you can’t see Daddy right now.” Much to her dismay, the tiny speed demon was already halfway up the stairs, a skill that she had acquired very quickly after learning how to walk. In fact, Koge was pretty sure the child had come out of the womb with the willpower of a god, learning to walk before she could even crawl. Her daughter was a completely different experience compared to her son, who was very attached to Koge in contrast to her highly independant daughter. Bakugou had always claimed that she was going to be someone amazing who would one day even surpass him, and Koge didn’t doubt a word he said.

As she passed through the livingroom to the stairs, she looked over at the couch, spotting her son sitting on the floor at the coffee table. He was drawing, tongue sticking out of his mouth with extreme focus. He had just turned four, and was very mellow compared to his sister. “Matsuki, baby, I know you’re drawing, but could you come help me, please?” Pale blue eyes that matched her own locked onto her before the child stood, quickly making his way over. “Yeah, Mama. Need me to open the door?” Matsuki made his way up the stairs with Koge following, still being careful not to spill the soup. “Please hun, thank you. And try to keep your sister from barging in if possible, I don’t want her to catch this stuff.”

“Yes, Mama.” Matsuki looked back at her a few times as they headed up, concern on his face, as if he were worried about her having to carry the soup. Besides the eyes, Matsuki was nearly an exact clone of Bakugou when it came to looks. Personality wise, however, he was incredibly soft and timid. He had an extreme sense of empathy, even for something as small as an ant. Koge loved that about him, though she could already see him struggling in pre-school and with other kids. With a father like Bakugou, an extremely well known and powerful Pro Hero, Matsuki had a lot on his shoulders that was starting to weigh him down. Everyone expected big things of him, and told him that constantly. Koge vividly remembered the defeat on his face when he had told an adult that he had wanted to be a doctor instead of a pro, and that person had the audacity to tell him that he had no other choice than to follow in his father's footsteps.

If not for the child in her arms, Koge would have knocked that man's teeth out, though that didn’t stop her from giving him a piece of her mind. Bakugou had even been the one to pull her away from that confrontation, with Koge still spitting venom even as she walked away. She hated people like that, and if she were honest, the world of Pro Heros was nothing but constant stress and ridiculous expectations that often times made her sick. On top of that, she was constantly worrying about Bakugou’s safety, no matter how strong he was. So, in a way, she was thankful for this little cold that kept him home with her, where she could take care of him.

When she finally reached the top of the stairs, Koge gave a small roll of her eyes at the sight of her daughter, trying to hop up to reach the doorknob to where Bakugou was resting. Matsuki quickly made his way over to her, putting his arms awkwardly around her tiny torso to pull her back. “Natsu, Mama said you can’t go in!” The pacifier in Natsuki’s mouth flew out, though was successfully caught onto her clothing by the clip and string Koge had bought to limit the loss of them. “No, Da!” The tiny girl struggled against her brother, desperately reaching for the doorknob. Koge shook her head as she approached, stopping beside the door. “Natsuki, that’s enough.” “What’s going on out there? Sounds like a -cough- damn wrestling match.”

“Sorry, Katsuki. Baby, open the door for Mommy, please.” Koge address Matsuki, who successfully got his sister to sit on the floor. “Yes, Mama.” Though, the instant the door was opened, Natsuki tumbled her way into the room, pushing past her brother with a sudden burst of speed of which Koge had never seen before. “Ah, Natsuki!” She could only watch in defeat as her daughter rushed over, first climbing up onto the cushioned bench that sat at the foot of the bed before onto the mattress itself. Clumsily climbing over the thick layers of blankets, she crawled her way over to her father, who was already sitting up and looking at her in a numbed state of annoyance.

Natsuki plopped down beside him, putting her pacifier back into her mouth. Koge sighed, walking into the room as well with her son following. “I’m sorry, we tried to stop her, but she’s so stubborn. Like someone we all know.” She smiled at Bakugou as he glowered up at her, though the tissue shoved up one nostril ruined any sense of intimidation he was trying to give off. Paired along with the pale complexion, bags under his eyes and exhausted expression, he looked all around pathetic. “Well if she gets sick, you can’t blame me.” Bakugou’s voice was hoarse and nasally with stuffed sinuses, and Koge could tell that he was in need of another round of medication.

“Katsuki, you need to eat this and then take more meds. Have you checked your temperature recently?” Koge walked over to the pop up table she had set up beside the bed, placing the tray down onto it. Bakugou grumbled at the thought of putting food into his mouth, looking away from it in disgust. “I haven’t. But I don’t know if I can eat. Especially not that garbage my mom made.” He quickly brought his arm up to cover his mouth, giving a series of coughs into his hoodie sleeve. The instant he lowered his arm, he was suddenly poked in the face by an object, startling him a bit and pulling his attention to the small girl beside him.

Peering up at him with intense focus, she was holding the digital thermometer up towards his lips, once again poking him in the chin. Carefully, Bakugou took it from her. “What, you little squid? You want me to take my temperature? I don’t think you want to know what it says.” He glanced at Koge before pushing the button to turn the device on, placing it in his mouth with the sensor under his tongue. Matsuki came closer, crawling up onto the end of the bed as well. “Daddy, I tasted Grandma’s soup, it’s good. It’s not gross like you said.” Bakugou raised an eyebrow at his son, silenced by the device in his mouth. Koge smiled, sitting down beside Bakugou’s legs. “He wanted to taste test it for you, to make sure that it was good. He thinks it’s delicious, and so do I.”

Bakugou glared at the steaming soup beside him, not responding until the thermometer beeped and he removed it from his lips. “Then she must have not been the one to make it.” He turned the thermometer towards Koge, allowing her to read the small screen. 102.8 wasn’t exactly a good thing, but it had gone down a little from that morning. “Ah, still high. Well-” She was cut off as Bakugou gave a small hiss, suddenly smacked in the face with his box of tissues by Natsuki. Taking it from her, he did his best not to glare at his daughter, taking in a deep breath the best he could to stay calm. “Thank you, Natsu-” Next was the television remote, which was something he wasn’t entirely sure why she had picked, as it had nothing to do with his recovery.

Stifling her giggles, Koge covered her mouth, smile on her lips. “Aw, she’s just trying to help you.” Matsuki laughed softly as his sister stood, placing her tiny hand on Bakugou’s forehead, as if to feel for a temperature. Bakugou placed a hand on her back gently to steady her, allowing her to ruffle his hair a bit, as she always enjoyed doing. “Natsu, I think you’re a miracle worker. I already feel- ah no, you don’t need that.” The child suddenly yanked the tissue out of his nostril, which Bakugou promptly took from her tiny hands, tossing it into the trash can beside the bed. With this, Natsuki sat back down, leaning against Bakugou’s torso. As he let his arm rest around around her, she tenderly stroked his stomach, obviously mimicking the way Bakugou rubbed her back when he held her during naptime.

Koge patted Bakugou’s leg gently, gaining his attention. “I’ll take her so that you can eat and then get some rest.” Bakugou shook his head, clearing his throat a bit. “No, it’s fine. I don’t want any of you catching this, but… Honestly this is the best I’ve felt. And she’s already asleep.” Sure enough, Natsuki had completely crashed. Koge gave a small sigh, laying down across Bakugou’s legs in defeat. “How about we all just take one big family nap.”

“Let’s do that, Utsuro. As long as that means I don’t have to eat that garbage.”

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imaginingmarvelandeverything · 7 years ago

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Bad Christmas

Request: Hi!!! I love reading your writing it’s amazing!! Can you please do a Christmas imagine with billy and Christmas prompt #33 where you have a bunch of family Drama and your family ruins your Christmas but billy comes to save the day? Lol sorry if it’s hard to understand.

Prompt: 33. “One normal Christmas, that’s all I wanted.”

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Warnings: Family issues, swearing, mentions of abuse

Word Count: 883

A/N: Thank you for the request!!! Christmas request are open!!!

Xmas Prompts

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All Y/N had ever wanted was for a Christmas that didn’t end in yelling, breaking things and tears. Family gatherings were never her families strong suit and so every year was the same; it always ended up crashing and burning. This year was no different. It had been fine until halfway through the dinner when her dad and uncle had started yelling. Everyone else soon joined and before they knew it her uncle was storming out with her cousin and aunt in tow. Y/N quickly got up and ran out of the house shortly after. She had no need to be in that place when everyone else started on each other.

Y/N regretted not grabbing her coat as her boots crunched on the snow-covered ground. She considered her options. Steve and his parents were probably out of town visiting his grandma; the Byers house was too far away and the Wheelers were probably having similar issues. She was about to admit defeat and go back home when a familiar blue Camaro caught her eye. Billy’s house had never been an option because she knew he would never let her anywhere near his father, but clearly Billy wasn’t having the best day ever either. He was leaning on the front of his car, smoking and looking out at the park. He was bruise free so clearly even his father lightened up around the holidays.

He turned his head as he heard her making her way over to him. He stood up straight and stamped out his cigarette. “Having a shitty day too, princess?”

She nodded and folded into his waiting embrace. “You have no idea.”

“Maybe. Jesus, you’re freezing.” He rubbed his hands up her arms before wrapping her in his fleece lined, denim jacket.

“Forgot my coat over the shouting.” Y/N muttered and she buried her head in his chest. “What you doing out here?”

“Me and my dad got into a fight over dinner. Thought I’d get out of there, not ruin the day for Max.” He kissed the top of her head. Him and Max had a mutual agreement not to bother each other after she had nearly neutered him with a bat. “What about you, princess?”

“Same as every year. Everyone was yelling, I left before they started throwing shit at each other.” She sighed and tried not to break down on him. “One normal Christmas, that’s all I wanted.”

Billy suddenly pulled back with a smile on his face. “You eat yet?”

“Not much. Why?” She looked up at him confused.

“Why don’t we have our own little Christmas? Just you, me and a diner downtown that’s still open.” Billy gripped her shoulders as she watched him carefully. His body language gave away how much he thought of himself after his idea.

Y/N giggled and nodded. “Okay. Yeah.”

They both climbed into the car with childish smiled on their face. Y/N immediately melted into the warmth of the heaters. Billy chuckled before he turned on the radio and Christmas songs drifted through the car. He reached over and took her hand in his and flashed her his famous smile. They sat in comfortable silence as Billy drove into the desolate town. He pulled up outside the diner and they both climbed out. Billy pulled her into his side as they walked in. The place was almost empty but neither of them cared. They was only one waitress and she tried to be kind even though she was clearly pissed to be working Christmas. She quickly showed them to a booth and gave them menus.

Y/N slid into the booth and Billy slid in across from her. She draped his jacket over her legs as they both read the menus. The waitress came back and they both ordered the Christmas special and a couple of milkshakes. Billy took both of her hands in his over the table as he smiled.

“What?” She questioned matching his grin.

“This, it’s nice. I’d much rather be here with you than at home today, princess.” He dragged his thumbs over her knuckles.

“The feelings mutual.” She chuckled.

They ate pretty quickly and when they had finished Billy paid and made sure to tip the waitress for trying her best in a shitty situation. They walked out, Y/N tucked securely under Billy’s arm, his jacket still around her shoulders. No matter how much she had tried, he wouldn’t take it back.

“I don't want to go home.” She whispered as they reached the car. “I like this more.”

Billy pulled her close and swayed to an unheard melody. “I’ll climb through your window.”

She nodded and leaned up to kiss him. Christmas may have started out in tatters but Billy always knew how to fix things.

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platinumshawnn · 7 years ago

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don’t look | Jack Lowden

Request: If you need more requests, I’ve got an idea :) I just went to a European style Christmas Market that a friend of mine put on. And I think it would be way cute for a story of Jack and his girlfriend at a Xmas market together and it being all fluffy and romantic. And like, she sees a necklace or something she likes and Jack has to be all sneaky buying it for her so her present is ruined. That’s a lot of detail. I don’t know if you prefer more specific detailed requests, or more open ended ones. But that’s my idea, I’d love to read something like that. Do what you’d like with it :)

Word count: 2,033

@lexilulove

Jack loved Christmas for the most part and he usually looked forward to it every year as the months drew closer and closer to it. That being up until mid-November swung around and the Christmas panic went into full swing with the backed up traffic and congested malls of people who cut in front of him in line and had that rabid look in their eyes that suggested they were more than ready to pounce at any moment, unpredictable, ready to wrestle you over that last toy car that every kid under 12 wanted (yes, this was actually a thing -- he’d gotten shoved the year before just as he was reaching for the last weird electronic animal toy he’d been searching wide and far for for his niece’s sake and had spent the entire drive home grumbling and rubbing his elbow after knocking into a nearby shelf -- his girlfriend thought it was funny on the other hand, trying not to laugh too hard as she iced his elbow). Maybe he exaggerated a bit how bad it got whenever he returned from his outtings, as his girlfriend never failed to point it out four years in a row, but it just made everything stressful and he dreaded shopping. No matter how hard he tried to argue against (Y/N), trying to procrastinate, insisting, “Maybe if we just wait until Christmas Eve, it would be best -- you know, everything will be on sale. We can buy new lights for the tree and that little...google home thing you wanna get your parents will be on sale, it’ll save us some.”

She in turn had just quit reminding him that it would only be more stressful doing it all in one night the night before and he wouldn’t like it any better, as a lot of other people did the same thing, and everything would be picked through and their choices would be scarce; now just giving him warning looks that shut him up halfway through his sentence, sighing as she tossed him his scarf.

He had tried it again this year, but it didn’t work obviously as he was currently stuck in traffic on the main strip while pedestrians dove in between cars, fleeing bundled up blurs and each and every one of them drowning in shopping bags as they left malls; Jack had cursed and had to lean on his horn more times in twenty minutes than he ever had since getting his license and he was already annoyed and they hadn’t even gotten into the stores yet. It wasn’t going well already. His girlfriend though seemed unfazed by Jack’s road rage as she was looking at a piece of paper she had brought along with the names of those they were shopping for with ideas they had come up with together on what they figured they should get for each person -- the list felt like it went on for eternity and was way too long and some of the people on it he felt were unnecessary but again, when he mentioned that they could cut a few people off, he got the look again every time.

“You gotta turn left up here.” She piped up without even looking away from the list, thick glasses ridden down on her nose and being pushed up with one gloved finger. Jack glanced over and frowned, looking between her and the road.

“For what?”

She lifted her head for a minute, silent for a second and waiting to see if he would remember, but failed to click into it as he only raised an eyebrow, “The market. Remember? That’s where that hand made blanket your mom liked was.” She stated, her tone tired as this was the third time reminding him that day.

“Can’t we just go to the mall and get her a blanket from there?” He asked, trying to reason and avoid any other trips that would keep them out any longer than they had to be. “I mean they have tha’ lil’ quilt shop near the food court, I bet they’d have something like it there.”

“No, Jack, we already discussed this.” (Y/N) stated, looking down at their list again.

“Look, she won’t care, it would be quicker. Less traffic-” He suddenly slammed on the break, sending her jolting forward against her seat belt as he cursed, slamming on his horn again at a couple that ran in front of the car; not even looking back at the vehicle. “Fuck sake! Fuckin’ watch and open your goddamn eyes!” He snapped as if they could hear him, while the girl in the passengers seat let out a deep breath, hand retracting from the dashboard where it had flung to to catch herself. It was only then that he let off on the horn.

“Do you want me to drive home?” She asked, her voice soft and higher than usual. He turned his head to look at her and frowned, “I think I should drive home, yeah.”

“I’ll be fine, I’ll drive, these people just-.”

“I’ll drive home.” She stated, interrupting him and sitting back, unclenching the list from her fist. “I’m driving.” She repeated under her breath.

He had developed seasonal road rage too.

“Where’s that blanket again?” Jack asked from his girlfriend’s left as he stood back while she eyed one of the many tents that contained a variety of Christmas themed treats; his hands shoved in his pockets as he waited after she had insisted on checking it out for these cookies she had become obsessed with the year before. It took her a moment before she replied.

“It should be around the corner.” She stated, though her voice was distant, too focused on scanning the shelves with wide, desperate eyes. “Oh, there’s also this little antique toy shop I want to check out. They have this board game my sister and I played as kids and I figure her kids might like it...” She said, her hand reaching up to the top shelf as she let out an ‘oh’, spotting her desired snack but struggling to get it as her hand accidentally bumped it out of reach.

Before she could complain, Jack reached over her and grabbed it down for her, memories flooding back of her crying in the middle of a supermarket when she had done something similar just three months earlier -- a rough day at work and her hormones a little weird up due to being on her period, she had driven to the market without a word and teary eyed, sniffling and crying when she couldn’t reach. She had apologized two days later, embarrassed and her voice quiet.

She turned and smiled up at him, pecking his cheek, “Thank you.” He hummed in response, restless and wanting to get going already. She, though, was peppy and content, practically bouncing up to the register with her cookies in hand with him following in tow, probably scowling the entire time as she paid and gathered the bag with a ‘thanks, merry Christmas’ before she grabbed his hand and began to drag him along.

“Are you sure we can’t-.” He began to say but earning a snort.

“Not a chance, now shut up. We’re here already.” She said, leaning into his side as they walked, following a stream of shoppers that were all headed the same direction; feeling suddenly claustrophobic as he sharply inhaled and huffed.

She lead them, he followed and it felt like hours before she much less found the blanket and paid; all smiles and ‘merry Christmas’s as they went in and out of every booth, the blonde forcing small smiles from behind her with each time he was acknowledged, her hands filled with bags of things they hadn’t even come for by the time they were on the way out. He just wanted to leave and yes, he was being difficult and grumpy, but he just wanted to go home and spend the rest of the day in bed, with hot chocolate and snuggling (as she had promised, as long as he went) while watching Christmas movies -- he’d been elbowed more than enough times and ran into, had his feet stepped on, he was just tired and had quit complaining almost an hour ago because it obviously wasn’t getting him home any faster.

They were just about out the door when she let out an “oh!” and stopped abruptly, inwardly groaning as he slowly spun to look to where she was leaning over a jewelry case, eyes wide. “What?” He sighed.

She remained quiet and had set a couple bags down, taking her right glove off with her teeth before her fingers gently brushed the case with her fingertips, in a trance. He came up behind her and stood on her right, looking over her shoulder at a gold necklace that had a small dove on the end of it, glistening and beautiful as he looked over at her while she focused so intently on it. “It looks like that necklace my grandma gave me when I was seventeen,” She murmured, still looking at her as she spoke and took the mitt from her hand.

“The one you lost, right? The one you used to always wear it when we met, didn’t you?” He asked for confirmation.

“Yeah...” She nodded, inhaling deeply. “That one. My grandpa got it for her before he left for war, she absolutely loved it.”

He stood upright and let her be, allowing her a moment and glancing up when the shop owner slowly came over to eye her; noticing she was evidently eyeing something and eager to try and sell her into buying the necklace. The shopkeeper, an middle aged man, looked to Jack and exchanged a smile. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” He asked, looking at Jack and the girl who snapped out of her trance and looked up, glancing at her boyfriend before she smiled slightly.

“It is, yeah.” She agreed.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded at it, “Were you looking to buy it?” He questioned, waiting as she stuttered and began to shake her head, letting out a soft laugh and back up a bit. “I’m willing to give you it for 120, usually 200 but...it’s clearly sort of special, huh?” He bargained, smiling slightly.

“Oh no, no...we...should get going. We already got more than we needed.” And even with her words, it was obvious in her eyes that she was really considering it; tempted and deflated as she forced a small smile. “Thank you though. Jack?” She said, nodding and shoving the glove in her pocket and picking up her bags again while turning to leave. Jack hesitated, glancing back at the case as she stopped just outside the doors.

“I’m just gonna go- pee, you can head back to the car. I’ll be right out.” He stuttered, taking the keys from his pocket and passing them to her after taking a few steps towards her and pressing a kiss to her cheek. She was reluctant and evidently not believing him much as she gave him a weird look, but regardless, she nodded.

He waited until she began to leave and was out of sight that he turned to the shopkeeper who still hung nearby, waiting for him as he obviously knew his plan, smiling at the blonde. “You-.” He began to say just as Jack looked at him and nodded.

“I’ll take it.”

She was back to staring at her list when he returned to the car, cramming the bag into his pocket as he jogged across the parking lot and just narrowly missed being hit by an approaching truck and being honked at. She didn’t even look up at the sound, only looking over when he got into the passengers seat, trying to completely hide the bag in his pocket from view as she glanced down at the bit that hung out. “What-.” She began to say but he cleared his throat.

“Hey now, don’t be nosy, don’t look.” He quietly commented, earning a crooked smile. “Focus, we got shopping to do. Are we ready to go?”

“Yeah,” She said, softly. “We’re good to go.”

#jack lowden imagine #jack lowden #dunkirk boys #dunkirk imagine #my writing

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parrilla-my-swanqueen · 7 years ago

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Regina was invited to celebrate Xmas or Thanksgiving with the charmings by Emma, however last minute, Snow and David decide they don't want her there. Regina thinks she going to have another thanksgiving or christmas alone. Then on the day Emma has a massive argument with her parents and Henry about how the treat Regina and she then turns up on Regina's door and they spend the day together. You chose if they are together or not.

Thanks for the Christmas prompt :)

I was only going to do this in one part, but my writing has gotten away from me so I’m not sure how many parts this will be in, I’ll post the second part here the link will be posted soon!

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“We don’t want her here Emma.” Snow stated,hesitantly sitting down on the couch, next to her daughter.

“What? You were all for it last month when I askedyou” Emma frowned

“Yes, for you, but your father and I have talkedand we don’t want her here.”

“So you wait until the last minute to tell methis! It’s Christmas day Mom…h-how-“

“I’ve already phoned Regina and informed her thatshe isn’t welcome.”

“You did what?!” Emma shrieked standing up quickly

Emma couldn’t believe what was happening rightnow, in a matter of minutes, this Christmas day had turned from her firstChristmas with Regina and her family and something she had been looking forwardto for weeks, to one of the worst days to happen.

For a lot of the time at Christmas, when Emma wasa child, she was shut away in her room in her foster homes and not allowed tojoin in with the festivities. Emma knew that Regina had similar things happento her when she was growing, so she knew this new would be really hard for her.

“We told her she’s not welcome here, not forChristmas anyway, she was very understanding.” David commented walking into theroom, standing behind his wife and squeezing her shoulders.

“Well yes, I’m sure she was understanding…she’sused to being alone at this time of year and for her birthday and for any kindof celebration.” Emma took a breather trying to control her anger but notmanaging it very well

“DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU’VE DONE?!” Emmashouted in the next second.

Before either Snow or Charming could answer, Henrycame walking down the stairs as he wiped the sleep from his eyes.

“Ma? What’s going on?” Henry yawned, now standingnext to Emma

“You’re grandparents have uninvited your Mom toChristmas.” Emma fumed folding her arms.

“Good.” Henry replied throwing himself on to thecouch next to his grandmother.

“Good?” Emma asked, feeling rather shocked at hersons comment.

“Yeah, I don’t want her here Mom, she’s evil andshe’s never going to change.”

“Henry!”

“No, he’s right Emma, how could you expect us toaccept her after everything she did to us? To you? To Henry?”

Charming came and sat on the other side of Henry,all of them watching Emma pace as her face grew angrier by the second.

“You know what? If that’s how you all feel thenmaybe I will just go spend Christmas with Regina. How about that.” Emma stated

“What? You can’t do that!?” Snow shrieked

“And why not?” Emma argued

“Because, we will be without you for ChristmasEmma. You shouldn’t be without your family, at this time of year.”

“And yet you’re absolutely okay with leavingRegina completely alone.”

Emma was astonished at her parent’s words, as wellas Henry agreeing with them about his own mother. The woman who raised him, shejust couldn’t understand it, how could he not accept her even now.

“She’s used to it.” Snow replied

“Yeah, so am I Mary-Margret.” Emma argued,standing up and storming out the room.

“Grandma, do you think Ma’s going to go withRegina?” Henry asked

“I hope not Henry. I hope not.”

“So do I.” Henry replied cuddling up to hisgrandma

Emma came back through, dressed and with a bagpacked.

“Where are you going Emma?” David asked jumping up

“To Regina’s. You can’t stop me, I am 30 years old.”

“But-“ Snow tried

“NO! NO BUTS! I AM GOING!” Regina screamed “I loveher…” Emma admitted

“YOU WHAT?!” Snow, David and Henry shouted inunison

“I love her, oh and one more thing we’re a couple,now kid are you coming with me or staying here?” Emma frowned

“Staying here.” Henry grumbled holding onto Snow,hoping Emma wouldn’t drag him out the house.

“Fine, you stay here and if you change your mind,you know where to find me.” And with the Emma stormed out the house, slammingthe door behind her.

“Did she say they’re a couple?” Snow frowned

“Yeah…” Both David and Henry replied

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Regina had been so excited for Christmas, it wouldbe the first Christmas since Henry was five that she wouldn’t be alone, well thatwas until she received a phone call from Snow White telling her in no uncertainterms, that she wasn’t welcome for Christmas.

It’s not to say she wasn’t expecting it, but itstill hurt all the same to have something she was looking forward to be takenaway, just like that.

Christmas morningcame, Regina was alone, no Emma, no Henry, just her. As no one was going to bewith her or she was going to be with no one for today, Regina decided to stayin her pyjama’s and to do some paperwork. After all it was just her for theday.

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Emma was fuming about the whole situation not justher parent’s uninviting Regina, also Henry, she was so angry with him foragreeing with her parents. The blonde new Regina had changed and yet the onlypeople who couldn’t see it were her own parents and her son.

Emma left the loft as quickly as she couldslamming the door behind her, she flew down the stairs, out of the building andover to her yellow bug that was parked right outside her parents apartment.

Emma threw herself into the car, placing her bagon the passenger seat, with immense anger and frustration before shutting herdoor shut and speeding off down the road to the mayor’s mansion.

She was driving way over the speed limit that shehad to do an emergency stop as she arrived at Regina’s.

#swanqueen #emma swan #Regina Mills #swanmills #swanqueen prompt #swanqueen fanfiction #prompt #prompts

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badgerslick · 4 years ago

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Jeeves Peeves & Nocturnal Emissions - Ron's Pathetic Emails

My friend Ron has a bad habit of sending me emails that only he finds interesting. He also sends them to his 'friends'. As far as I know they haven't complained to him because they don't wanna hurt his fragile feelings. Me, I don't care. Later I'll submit to you our correspondence that ended this boring garbage. Here are some examples of what this 'relic' forwards. 1. History of screwdrivers 2. How to make tiny wood motorcycles from Popsicle sticks 3. Buying a new shovel guide 4. Cutting a vase in half with a saw (why not break it with a hammer?) 5. Washing dishes without a bra (Ron has a not-too-subtle deformity that requires him to wear a dwarf bull dyke training bra 6. Planting a 100 acre field with the new John Deere rolling seeder 7. Buying fish at the market (I find this strange as he doesn't eat seafood) 8. Inside a fast elevator 9. How to water domestic cactus plants with an eye dropper 10. Why I use superglue instead of band aids As you can see, he's a hands-on kinda guy. 11. Ballet slipper confidential (no comment) 12. My Czech grandma's stuffing recipe (Note to Ron: I'm sure the original recipe didn't have 28 ingredients and wasn't cut with Swiss Army knife attachments) 13. Beginners guide to door hinge replacement 14. A 2 minute walk down a deserted alley 15. Pyro-surgery in your kitchen: a new way for burning unwanted flesh with a soldering gun 16. Drill press maintenance for the vision-impaired handyman 17. Backing up your vehicle on a main street while its raining 18. Complaining about other people's driving habits continuously (very long repetitive video) 19. How to buy Kansas farmer shirts in foreign countries 20. Green fungus foot callous removal with repurposed kitchen appliances (warning: quite graphic) Had enough? Just be glad you are only reading the titles and not watching the videos. 21. Fly swatters, fly paper and repellents. Ron's guide for eating at his favorite cheap restaurants 22. From girlfriend to longtime roommate: how to tease, torment and ignore your partner 23. A monotone sings retchedly slow songs (better than sleeping pills) 24. Watch me run up and down escalators for no reason 25. How to bite, play and regurgitate food products in one easy motion (not for the faint of heart) 26. Time lapse of 'How I wore the same sandals for 10 years' (don't eat at least 30 minutes before watching) 27. A carpenters guide to wasting as much time as possible 28. My exciting world of photographing earlobes 29. Replacing new socks with new socks 30. Toilet repair while taking a dump I had to put an end to these videos. So what follows is our correspondence. It started with a photo of a 75+ knarled naked crone with disgusting tattoos all over her body. His comment was he found his 'girl' after 50 years. Jeeves: I can't sugarcoat your disgusting lack of what you think other people find entertaining. There's gotta be a website/chat room that has like-minded social outcasts such as yourself that you can communicate with instead of normal people such as myself. All of your ilk can make each other even more mentally ill on a daily basis. Ron: I remember doing her on the lawn at Woodstock! Jeeves: What's pathetic is she probably looked that way then. How did her feet taste? Like muddy grass clippings? Yum...yum...yum...you sick bastard! Ron: Fu*k you! So what video did he 'gift' me with next? 'Seniors in a German retirement home' calendar. I can't make this stuff up! Jeeves: Yeah...super... My life wouldn't be complete without something of no interest being sent to me from you on a daily basis. By the way... Try forcing yourself away from your endless searches for crap that no one gives a damn about? Ron: I shall delete you from my contact list immediately. XMas came early this year............Jeeves

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Robron Awards 2017

Sexiest Scene & Best Kiss - The Belt Grab Kiss - 14th October 2016 - I mean the sneaking off like a pair of horny teenagers, the belt grab, the grabbing of the faces, the pushing up against a wall...need I say more?

https://youtu.be/3IZlZt5V23o?t=198

Most Heartbreaking Scene - Saying Goodbye - 23rd February 2017 - Trying to be strong for each other while saying goodbye not knowing when they were next going to see each other? A brutal come down from the previous days festivities, They may not have cried but I certainly sobbed enough for the both of them.

https://youtu.be/xsSqymXScWc?t=161

Best Acting by Ryan - Robert And Aaron In The Woolpack Bathroom - 26th May 2017 - Ryan has been ON FIRE this year! He has been given a lot of extra content and has absolutely risen up to the challenge of that and tbh I could write a book on how talented he is and all the magnificent scenes he has had but I had to pick one scene. A difficult choice and i’ve gone with one some people might perhaps find controversial but honestly in that bathroom scene my heart broke for Robert as much as Aaron. You could FEEL the desperation coming off him in waves. You could see how terrified he was of losing Aaron and how he could feel his whole life with him falling apart. Just one of his amazing performances that has brought me to tears this year. BRAVO!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEAKjUhnWko

Best Acting by Danny - Aaron Admits His Prison Abuse - 6th April 2017 - Again Danny is always amazing and I cannot think of a single time that he hasn’t brought it to the table but this scene just broke me. Aaron had held it in for so long, been strong for so long and it just all came out. He’s nervous at first but once it comes out he can’t stop, some of the things are so difficult to admit he almost struggles to breathe. Another fantastic heartbreaking performance from Danny.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Y8cdAVM5Mg

Best Wordless Scene/Best hug - Prison Release Reunion - 6th April 2017 - Aaron is released from prison where he’s gone through hell for the last two months. He steps out into freedom and he sees a nervous Robert stood across the road. They stare at each other for a moment and then he runs, he’s running and running and he’s colliding into Robert, into his arms. You can see the relief, the emotion on both of them. So many things said in that one scene without either of those boys saying a word. A bomb could hit and I doubt it would’ve separated those two. In that moment where they are clutching onto each other like their lives depended on it, nothing mattered. They’d finally been reunited.

https://youtu.be/p26RRKmDnA0?t=152

Best Overall Episode - SSW 2016 (Monday) - 17th October 2017 - What can I say that hasn’t already been said about this masterpiece? It was the episode that made me fully begin shipping these two. It had it all, humour, drama, heartbreak, arguments and a heartstopping cliffhanger but what really came through in this episode more than anything was how much these boys loved each other, how they’d go to the ends of the earth to protect the other and make each other happy. I was going to pick the wedding for this award but how could I not pick the episode that made me realise how special the story of their relationship was?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xQeWKMTbTe8

Best Fight/Argument - ONS Reveal - 25th May 2017 - So I mean look, anyone who knows me knows I despise the ONS storyline with a PASSION! I will never understand HOW and WHY the writers would think it was a good idea to blacken such an amazing love story with something as LAZY, DISGUSTING and DISRESPECTFUL as a cheating storyline. However the reveal went a very small way of repairing some of the damage that the storyline caused to the Robron storyline. Maxine Alderton (Long live the queen) wrote the episode where Robert confesses to Aaron his infidelity and what an episode it was. Heartbreaking, emotional and downright beautiful at times, it was one of those episodes where despite them having a huge argument and their relationship hanging by edge of a thread, the love Robert and Aaron have for each other shines through.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PtZ-brdVubo

Best Family moment - Xmas 2016 - 25th December 2016 - They were not the major players in this episode so why have I chosen it? Because you see how much they FIT IN! Robert and Liv join the Dingles for the weirdest family Christmas I have ever seen yet! It was their first christmas together but if you didn’t know better, you’d say Robert, Aaron and Liv had been a family forever, not a few short months. I feel like i’m cheating a bit because there were SO MANY family moments in this episode! From Aaron teasing Robert for enjoying the drinks, to Robert joining in the charades with the dingles, to Aaron and Liv throwing snowballs at people (watched by a laughing Robert), to Robert parenting Liv and refusing to let her drink, to Aaron and Robert snuggled up on the sofa being all soppy and Chas giving Robert a big hug as well as Aaron. This episode was filled with moments that proved Roblivion had become their own little family unit within the Dingles.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkyktE5xIfk&t=

Most Rewatched Scene - In The Forest SSW - 17th October 2016 - Aaron and Robert both build up the courage to be honest with each other when an upset Robert confesses to Aaron a dark moment from his past and Aaron responds by letting Robert know how much he really thinks of him and confessing his love for the first time in nearly two years.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ECzsffn4nc

Sweetest Moment - First Dance - 21st February 2017 - With the craziness of their wedding day finally over, a tipsy Robert manages to persuade a reluctant Aaron to dance with him and surprisingly Aaron agrees. They clutch onto each other, wrapped in each others arms, ignoring the public audience. While they dance, Aarons grandma returns from prison but they literally don’t look up. No-one else matters, they are in their own little bubble. At the end of the scene, you see Aarons face and although he doesn’t say anything, you can literally see the thought in his mind. “I want this moment to last forever”

https://youtu.be/BiGTU60FH6E?t=46

Best I love you - Post ONS reveal - 25th May 2017 - They’re sat next to each other in the dark on the floor of their new home. Both still recovering in the aftermath of the bomb Roberts just dropped on their relationship but somehow...they’ve survived. They’ve spent the whole day fighting for their relationship and somehow they’ve got through it. Broken and messed up with their relationship having been through the ringer but they’re still there together and AGAIN you see the love these two have for each other shine through. “I love you” Aaron says sincerely and you can see it in Roberts face, he can’t believe it, never thought he’d hear those words again “Still?” He asks unsure, Aaron nods. “I love you more” Robert says and that’s how that episode ends. Both our boys broken and bruised but ultimately TOGETHER clutching onto each other in the dark...and that was so beautiful.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq1RdwdRfzI

Best Robert Quote - “Don’t ever say I don’t love him, I never stopped” - September 2017 - Robert and Aaron aren’t together anymore and a heartbroken Robert is trying to distract himself by waging a villainous and slightly ridiculous revenge plot against the White family. Unfortunately this means getting close to Rebecca. When Liv returns and questions his closeness with her, he snaps and finally we see his true feelings about Rebecca and the baby come out, along with a display of raw honesty about his feelings for Aaron. A heartbroken Robert has given up all hope on a reunion but that doesn’t mean he’s ever stopped loving Aaron.

https://youtu.be/Kplpw1GDUx8?t=224

Best Aaron Quote - “You’re not a disappointment, you’re amazing” - 17th October 2016 - Anyone who knows Aaron Dingle knows he wears his heart on his sleeve and would do anything to protect his loved ones. Anyone who knows Aaron Dingle also knows he’s rubbish at expressing said feelings. He’s the type of guy who’ll go out and beat someone up because he’s heartbroken rather than admit it or would much rather kidnap someone to prove his love than actually say the words which is why this scene was so special. Robert was upset after divulging a painful secret from his past but an emotional Aaron was able to make him feel better by telling Robert exactly how much he thought of him and then dropping the “I love you” that Robert (and the audience) had been waiting for, for almost two years.

https://youtu.be/1ECzsffn4nc?t=121

#robron awards 2017 #robron #emmerdale #robert sugden #aaron dingle #ryan hawley #danny miller #ed

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in-a-trans-like-state · 7 years ago

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so my xmas is pretty much over. it was ok

under the cut is just me giving a blow by blow of my day trying to figure out my emotions.

the morning was nice though i had problems sleeping and woke up about 2 to go back to sleep at 6 to get up at 8 and be tired all day.

I made bacon and raspberry pancakes for my family’s brekkie and we opened presents over food. my dad decided it was a great time to collect all the food and cutlery he wanted from upstairs and take it downstairs (his abode since my parents have spilt up) He wasn't too much of an arsehole though he really could have waited till i’d finished in the kitchen to rummage around it trying to find the last bowl of a set ( that turned out to be downstairs anyway)

We went to my great uncles for lunch. I don’t like having xmas at his much cos he never really comes to family gatherings so he feels more like a stranger than anything. Plus he and his wife are loaded and they invite their rich friends over and i did not feel like talking to people i didnt know. Especially load drunk ones who are the embodiment of the “what could a banana cost? $10?” meme lady. (OK i dont actually know how rich they are but they live in a very nice suburb in a big house with way too much wine and it makes my working class leftist self cringe.) I much prefer to have christmas at my grandma’s run down place that creaks and the kitchen floor slopes because its the uncut bedrock the house it built on, and the only new people i have to deal with are my cousin’s new boyfriends.

One guy was extremely extroverted and drunk and he was very cringe worthy. Like shut! up! you are embarrassing yourself! and your daughters! He cornered me said he remembered me from when i was little and made comments about how I’d changed, he actually bought up the gender thing which like everyone else was stepping around.

My great aunt made comments about how much happier i am and how she was glad i’d followed my stars. Like thanks? But also I transitioned nearly 3 years ago?? Have you not spoken to me since then? (probably) Talking to the drunk guy was awkward but it was over pretty quick and i ran back to my mum.

The food was good. I liked the ham and smoked salmon. there was prawns which stunk and made me feel vaugely sick for the rest of the day. as well as my dad’s smoked chicken. Idk what it is about it but when ever he makes it it tastes slightly off to me. Probably cos im not used to it. There much have been 20 bottles of wine on the table. Like ?? You don’t need a bottle of red and white for every person present.

My dad opted to go home with my aunt and granny so he could stay and bitch longer. He is an alcoholic. I always thought I was maybe exaggerating when i said that but mum recently told me that he has attended AA meeting in the past. Apparently when they last separated about 9 years ago he was sober for a couple of months. but then said something like “my life isnt worth living without alcohol.” Which does make me feel a little sorry for him, but also he is such an arsehole when he is drunk, like he can be bad when his sober but drunk him is a nightmare and 100% why mum’s separating form him (for good this time)

Like mum was so worried during the lead up to xmas because what if he gets drunk and starts complaining loudly about her at the family lunch? And she cant leave cos there’s only one car? Or worse (?) he waits til we get home before (verbally) laying into her and us. I wasnt home but my sister got into uni the other day and instead of congratulating her dad made a big fuss cos no one had told him. I cant wait til mum has her own place. Where she (and me and my sisters) dont have to fear him stomping up the stairs to yell at us. I always tell my self that he’s probably not abusive. Like he is a negative toxic person (mum calls him draining) but he doesnt beat us or emotionally manipulate us on purpose. But honestly whats the difference? I wouldn’t be exaggerating too much by calling him abusive.

I suppose the difference is that I’m (unlikely) to get PTSD from him? And i feel that it wasn’t as bad as some people have it so am I offending actual victims by calling him abusive? But also as theres no way I’m going to start talking over abuse victims and saying shit like I survived my dad with minimal damage that therefore their stories are invalid that calling him abusive or nearly abusive just puts another blip of the spectrum of this is what abuse can look like. If that makes sense? Fuck this was meant to be a christmas post and now its been derailed.

Anyway I hope one of them sobered up enough to drive. Because drunk driving is a dick move and also I’m slightly worried that they’re dead. My anxiety is always going people are late? They had a car crash there’re dead. I know not to fixtate on it and just go well its possible but also quite unlikely so stfu brain.

I spent way too much time on my phone trying to ignore people so now i have a headache. I didnt get to drink because I was designated driver so at least I’m not hungover but I was so tired I nearly feel asleep at the wheel. I came home and slept for two hours straight.

I’ve changed my sheets which ive been meaning to do for a week now, and had coco pops (thanks santa!) for dinner. I need to have a shower and eat some fruit. Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep because we’ve got to get up again tomorrow and go to my granny’s for present opening. because for some reason we couldn’t do it at my great uncles? Like not that I’m complaining about seeing the family again its just very time consuming and I’ve got work tomorrow afternoon so my whole day will be on a time limit and therefor stressful.

I feel pretty down though. its probably the headache. Maybe its the fact i didnt get presents from extended family so my inner four year old is sad. Maybe its the weather it was quite cold today. Maybe I’m all socalised out.

I think its partly cos im disappointed in myself for not engaging with people more. Even though I was tired and therefore socialising is undesirable and they were drunk and too loud. I’m also slightly pissed off at having to go to my great uncles. But also the reason we went is cos he had cancer this year so I also feel like a massive jerk for not wanting to go to his place.

So all in all the day could have gone better. But also it was ok. Like I’ve long since accepted that the whole of christmas day cant be 24 hours of magical this is a special day feeling. Maybe thats an adult sign or maybe its depression (xmas is less and less fun as you grow up) either way I suppose it could have been a more special day. But also it doesnt really matter and hopefully i’ll feel better tomorrow

#this is literally just me rambling for 1300 words #yes i copied pasted it into a word doc might aswell try to collect this 'journal entries'#i do go on a ramble about my parents separating and whether or not i can call my dad an abusive alcoholic #because he is technically but also not really what you think off when you hear abusive alcoholic #like he's never hit us #he's just energy draining and negative and unconsciously sexist and resistant to own up and apologise #partly cos he is too drunk to remember the incidents?#alcohol #abuse #anyway in conclusion i had an ok day that could have been better #and ive got to do most of it again tomorrow which could turn out really good or just plain stressful #i speak

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