#cause i miss doing that kind of stuff and going back home really reminded me of how much i just like talking to ppl!

[thotsfortherapy]

I love academia I love homework I love doing readings I love writing scientific papers I love literature reviews I love research <- lying btw

[lunasfics]

Found Family - Under the Blossoms

summary: You’re new to that concept, it’s one thing you have yet to fully adjust to. The concept of people actively choosing to love you as you are, people who care if you disappear without a trace, people who see your flaws and shortcomings and still choose to see the good in you. 

this is sort of a continuation to found family! read here

pairings: Batfam x f! Reader, Supers x f! Reader

word count: 2k

request: "I neeeeeeed more Wayne-Kent daughter stuff. Your first post was truly amazing. Can I request a fic gets really upset about something and she hasn’t been home in a couple days. Everyone is looking for her but she’s hiding somewhere far away, maybe in Japan surrounded by cherry blossoms and a koi pond in the forest. Clark finds her and brings Bruce with him to see if she’s okay. You can change anything that you want but just the premise of the reader missing. Thank you!!! " requested by @ashdoctor

a/n: hi! i would first and foremost like to thank the sender of this request because I have had the worst writers block and this kind pulled me out of it :).also this not not proofread so sorry in advance for any typos,,,, anyway, this is kinda focused a bit on bruce and y/n's relationship cause they're both like. fucked up and complicated lolol but yeah I hope you like it! ALSO! i based the old japanese couple on a haikyuu character kita shinsuke, cause why not i thought it'd be fun

“Shit.” 

“Well I’ve flown through all of Gotham and Metropolis twice, and did a once-over around the country, not a trace. I’m getting really worried.” 

“She has to be somewhere, how long have we been searching?” 

“Going on day 3.” 

“Fuck.” 

“I’ve checked every landmark I’ve taken her to see during our training, I haven’t seen her once.” 

“We’ll keep looking.” 

The comms have been flooded for the past two days with nervous chatter and consistent but pointless updates in regards to your unknown whereabouts. Clark and Connor have been doing the physical searching while Bruce has hacked into any and every surveillance camera he could in hopes of the system picking up your face somewhere, anywhere.

Your siblings have taken over Gotham patrols, Barbara occasionally taking over the online search while Alfred forces Bruce to get some sleep. 

You’ve been living with him for well over six months now, adjustment has gotten easier for you, and you’d gotten more comfortable in going off on your own to explore. Now, Clark never has a problem with this, encouraging you to explore as much as you could, “The world has so much to offer, soon you’ll understand why we care so much for keeping it safe” he’d say. 

Bruce however felt it was reckless to use your powers so casually, you shouldn’t depend on them the way you do, that it's a liability to your civilian life. It’s not something you should be so careless about, “Your safety and well-being is not someone you should take lightly.” 

Naturally, you are too stubborn to see this was purely out of worry, that he actually cares for you. You’re new to that concept, it’s one thing you have yet to fully adjust to. The concept of people actively choosing to love you as you are, people who care if you disappear without a trace, people who see your flaws and shortcomings and still choose to see the good in you. 

Maybe that’s why you reacted the way you did during your last conversation with Bruce. The seething anger that heated your bones, the dense lump that formed in your throat as you spoke. The unpleasant pit in your stomach as you slammed the cave door behind you, the sweaty palms and the inexplicable reflex within you that told you to keep yourself guarded. To not let these people close enough to stab you in the back, to protect yourself and your skills. Do not allow yourself to be held back.  

So now here you are, on some farmland in a tiny town in Japan. You weren’t sure this town has had access to any recent tech for at least the past ten years. It was a refreshing change, it reminded you of all your favorite things about Smallville. The smell of the crops and the way the cherry blossoms bloomed along the outskirts of the fields in the spring. The pink of the petals was soft and peaceful, the wind blowing softly through them released a pleasant floral smell that made you feel at peace. 

Arriving there was an experience, you just flew and flew until you found yourself in a field at the crack of dawn, opening your eyes to an elderly Japanese couple standing over you, concern etched into their aged faces, confusion was evident in the way they spoke to you, but so was kindness. 

Mr and Mrs Kita were kind people, taking you in without question because they knew you were in need. They told you their story, about their grandson and how he goes to school in the city.

And so they invited you in and were delighted to find that you speak Japanese, although their dialect was different from yours, they welcomed you with open arms. You’ve worked in their fields the past two days, finding peace within yourself, and as nice as it was, you missed your family. 

Back in the house, the couple observes you as they do everyday, you pay no mind as you continue to harvest crops. 

“She’s a bit of an odd one, isn't she?”

“I quite like her, honest worker, though she seems as though she carries a heavy burden.” 

“Yes, I noticed that. She's quite adorable, she almost reminds me of our Shinsuke.”

“I do see it Dear, perhaps they’ll meet when he visits for the summer.” 

“I do hope so.”

“I’ve got something.” Bruce stood in his seat, gloved hands clicking away relentlessly as the batcomputer, pulling up a global map of movements that have broken the sound barrier within the past week.  

Clark stood behind him, eyeing the screen that was littered with red lines, the United States being full to the brim given their recent search. There were more streaks around the world leading to the landmarks, all which Clark could recall making. However there was one that stood out to him, a singular streak that abruptly stops in the middle of Hyogo, Japan. 

“What could she possibly be doing in the middle of Japan” 

“I really don’t know Clark but we need to go now. Wait for me outside, I’ll update the others.” 

All that was going through Bruce’s mind was seeing you again, having a rational, calm conversation where he isn’t so wound up from a failed mission and where you don’t feel so backed into a corner. 

Bruce Wayne isn’t very much a man of expressing feelings, granted, over time he has improved immensely, but he is nowhere near perfect and neither are you. You’re two people, a father and his daughter who are trying their best to be better for each other and for those you love. 

Bruce is a man who at times tends to lack patience, there are not many things he isn’t good at, unfortunately being emotionally vulnerable is one of the things he could use improvement on. 

That’s probably why he let you go that night instead of chasing after you, and it’s probably why he stayed silent while Lois was telling him off when he first told her and Clark that you were missing. 

If he’s learned anything in his time as a father, it’s that he’d do better, and he will continue to be a better father today than he was yesterday. 

Regardless, he knew he needed to get his daughter.

For one hour every day, at one o’ clock, you went and sat under the cherry blossoms, inhaling the comforting floral fumes, feeling the defined rays of sunlight peak through the branches of the tree and onto your soft skin. 

You knew the soft breeze by heart now, the way it felt softly dancing through your hair, the cool sensation of it against your hairline as it kissed away the beads of sweat formed by the day of work in the sun. You had decided last night that today you would go home, as peaceful as it was there you missed your family. You missed your dads and brothers and sisters, you missed the civilians you’d help on patrol. You missed helping people, but more than that you missed your family. You missed baking for them and laughing with them, learning about life and society with them by your side every step of the way. You had decided that today at sundown. you would leave everything in order and organized for the Kitas and bid your farewells, of course you would visit soon, they’re  kind people who took care of you when you needed it. 

You immediately knew something was off when you felt a sudden gust of air, uncharacteristic for the climate in this area. You knew for certain something was off when you heard the familiar swoosh of that cape. 

You turned slowly and sure enough, you saw Bruce, walking towards you in long powerful strides, Clark not far behind him. 

His steps are aggressive, almost sloppy, his strides large and powerful, his walk having more purpose than you’d ever seen it. 

You prepared yourself for the lecture, the mental image of his condescending glare as he breaded you for your lack of self preservation, your recklessness, how this could have compromised your identity, how you're stupid, so so stupid. How you don’t think. How you’re not worth it, a lost cause-

Two strong arms wrapped themselves around you before you knew what was happening. The scent of cologne and the faint smell of metal filling your senses, why isn’t he yelling at me? 

“I was so worried. We all were. Please, don’t do that again, we’ll talk it through next time. I’m sorry.” His voice was gentle, not what you were expecting, his voice was kind, so much so that you felt your eyes glaze over, a wet sensation making its way down your cheek. . You were crying. There was that puddle of warmth pooling in your chest, that sense of security and safety. Clark came up behind you and held you tight, the feeling intensified. 

Ah. Now it made sense. His steps weren't aggressive, they were nervous, emotional.

“You really had us scared there, kiddo. Next time, come to Metropolis, or Smallville, or the tower, anywhere with anyone, but talk to us. We’re always going to be here for you because that’s what family is.” 

Tears fell from your eyes, though you didn't understand why, tears were typically for sadness, but you weren’t sad. These were tears of disbelief, of joy, of love. How funny it is that you never, not once thought you could possibly be cared for like this, that you could ever obtain a proper family like the kinds you learned about. You decided then and there that you would be damned if you ever lost them, if you ever left this. 

“I’m sorry I left, I shouldn’t have. I was going to go back today– the people. The people here have been taking care of me, I was going to help them and say goodbye.” 

Clark shook his head, “You don’t need to apologize, it’s okay, Y/n. Why don’t you go say goodbye, and we can have dinner with Ma and Pa. Sound good?” 

You nodded gingerly, feeling like a small child, you never got a childhood, you didn’t get coddled nor did you get spoken to in a loving manner. You were never reassured nor were you truly shown kindness until the night they saved you from that lab. 

The world is a cold and scary place. You’d seen some of humanity's worst, you were created by them, you were intended to be one of them. You’ve found that within the world there’s kindness, there’s love, there’s peace. 

You pulled away from them and made your way through the field and into the house, smiling at Mr and Mrs Kita sitting at the dinner table playing a game of chess, Mrs. Kita stood and smiled at you, as if she already knew. 

“I want to thank you both sincerely for your hospitality, I can’t thank you enough for the kindness you have shown me,” your voice shook but you continued, “I promise to visit again soon, and anything you need, please let me know and I will give it to you.” 

Mr. Kita laughed and shook his head, “You owe us nothing, if anything we owe you, the fields look better than I’ve ever seen them, you’re always welcome here.” 

Mrs. Kita smacked his arm lightly, and smiled and pulled you in for a hug, “That isn’t the only reason, what he means is we will always welcome you here with open arms, Dear, be safe.” 

You hugged them and retreated back to your dads, joining them on their way back to Kansas, where your loving family was already waiting.

Bonus!

“My goodness! Did you see that scary man in the cape outside? How cold he looked.” Mrs. Kita shuddered as she laid next to her husband. 

“Yes, I did, and my, that bulky fellow in the blue? He could do without the leggings.” 

“I think they do him quite a service… from behind at least.”

“My goodness Yumie, have some class Dear.” He shook his head.

She laughed, “Well, you don’t have it like you used to, old man. I’d like something to look at every so often, why don't you go buy yourself some leggings?” 

He scoffed, “Not happening, Woman. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. They best not keep Y/n from visiting or I’ll fly to the states and get her myself.” 

The room erupted into giggles and laughter, it was peaceful in the small farm in Hyogo that night.

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But I Thought You Had a Girlfriend? ~ Post Story (Agatha x Rio Students AU)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Summary:

Some good ol' future/post story time skip

Notes:

AHHHH LAST CHAPTER!!!!!! Can't wait for the finale of Agatha tonight and praying our lesbians and live happily ever after. Anyways, please tell me if there's any misspelling or grammatically incorrect stuff, I have dyslexia so sometimes I miss some stuff.

“Come on, vamanos Rio. We're gonna be late” Agatha said dragging Rio. “Babe we're not gonna be late, calm down” Rio said, putting on her heels. “Mama, mommy!” Nicholas yelled, coming up behind. “Nicholas! Sorry Rio he got out of the room” Rio’s cousin said apologizing to her. “It's ok cuz” Rio said, picking up her baby boy. “Nicki, you have to be good, we'll be back, ok sunshine?” Rio said, giving her son a kiss on the cheek. “Nicholas we'll be back soon so the better you behave, the quicker we'll be back” Agatha said, also giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Okay” said the boy, looking up at his mothers. Rio handed him back to her cousin as they were ready to leave. “We'll be back, love you both” Rio said, leaving through the door. She went over to the car and opened the passenger door for Agatha. “Thank you sweetheart” Agatha said, giving Rio a kiss on the cheek before she entered. “Anything for you Mrs. Vidal” Rio said, giving Agatha a small slap to her butt before going to the driver's side. Rio started driving with Agatha's hands on top of her on the center console. “Are you excited? We haven't seen some of them in a while” Agatha asked, admiring their rings. “Agatha, what do you mean? We saw Wanda and Vision two weeks ago, you saw Alice yesterday and I saw Jen last week” Rio said laughing. “Hey! That can be a lot of time for some people” Agatha said with a pout. “Well we're here so put away that pout” Rio said, giving Agatha a kiss on the cheek. 

As they got out of the car they saw the big sign of “Welcome Westview Class Reunion” to which Rio couldn't help but cringe at. “I can't believe you made us come to this” Rio said, gagging at the sign. “It'll be fun baby, come on” Agatha said, interlacing her hand with Rio’s. “Ugh, fine” Rio said, kissing Agatha's hands. As the two entered the gymnasium they found their group of friends. “Long time no see” Wanda said, giggling at the couple. “I swear to god, you and Agatha are the same” Rio groaned, already tired of the joke. “ Well at least you didn't hiss at me like you used to” Wanda said with a shrug to which Rio hissed at her. “Why did you remind her” Agatha groaned, pinching her bridge. “Some things just don't change I guess” Alice said with a laugh. “Kind of crazy we've all lasted this long with each of you if you think about it” said Jen, giggling at everyone's interactions. “Tell me about it, it feels like yesterday I can remember us at Alice's place after prom” said Vision, bringing Wanda closer to his side. “I'm still shocked you two decided to stay here” said Jen to Rio and Agatha. “Agatha hates traveling” Rio said in a deadpan tone. “What! Not true” Agatha said, playfully hitting Rio. “ Oh really cause during our honeymoon I remember someone saying-” “ Don't you dare” Agatha interrupted Rio. Rio was silent for a moment until she finally said “Riooooo, I'm scared. What if we get robbed or killed” in a whiny tone to make fun of Agatha. Everyone laughed as no one expected Agatha to ever say anything close to that since she always acted so independent “God I hate you” Agatha said with a groan. “Mm I think you love me” Rio said, pecking a kiss on Agatha's cheek. “Ya I think you were right Alice, some things don't change” Jen said, looking at the two. They chatted for a bit and mingled until eventually it got late for the two. They bid their goodbyes to everyone and drove home, hoping their son wasn't too sad about leaving him for the night. 

As Rio opened the door, Nicholas was already running up to them. Agatha picked him up and immediately hugged him. “Aw I'm sorry baby, you missed us huh” Agatha said, cradling their son's head. “Mommy! mama!” he yelled into Agatha's ear. “Ow, inside voice Nicholas please, I'm right here” Agatha said with a giggle, detaching him from her shoulder. “Nicky did you behave?” Rio asked before taking Nicholas from Agatha. “Yes mama” he said, looking up at Rio. “He was pretty good until you two got here” Rio's cousin said, walking into the room. “Thanks for watching him cuz, it means a lot” Rio said, smiling at her cousin. “Anything for you Rio, imma head out now, got some work I have to do tomorrow, I'll see you next week though “ her cousin said, getting ready to leave. “Yeah for sure! Can't wait to see you then” Agatha said , leaving a path for Rio’s cousin to leave. As the night went on the two got Nicholas ready for bed and decompressed for the night. As the two were finally ready for bed and comfort under the sheets Rio couldn't help herself as she's been doing for years. But before she could even say anything, Agatha beat her to it and said “I love you Rio”. She couldn't help but giggle at this since Agatha read her so well and said “I love you Agatha”.

[matthewkniesys]

where do we go now? - jamie drysdale

summary:

a/n: so firstly thank you @huggybearhughesy for your help!! this is based on the lyrics of gracie abrams song "where do we go now?". the lyrics are in bold. this isn't my favourite thing but i'm trying to push through a writers block so hopefully you guys like it :)

pairing: jamie drysdale x fem!reader

good riddance fic series

warnings: swearing and angst and i think thats it but lmk if you find anything else

You and Jamie go way back. Way, way back to when you were both in your moms stomachs. Your parents and Jamie’s parents were like those friend groups you see on TV. You know, the ones where both couples meet at college and then become an inseparable friend group and then move to the same city together and then raise their kids together.

And from the day you were born (3 months, 2 weeks, and 5 days after Jamie as he always reminds you), the two of you were inseparable. If you were at the pool Jamie was probably too. If Jamie was playing tag at recess you probably were too.  If Jamie had a hockey tournament chances were you were going to be there, at every game. And then as you grew older, if you were at a party Jamie was probably too. People knew that if they were looking for one of the two of you, all they had to do is ask the other one. That was the kind of bond you shared with your best friend.

Until the string that ties you two together started fraying. And then the string snapped all together.

24th Street

Where you held me, grabbed my arm

What a mental fire alarm

'Cause a lot of that felt wrong

After high school, you moved to Anaheim with Jamie. You didn’t think anything of it. At that point in your life all you knew was that you and Jamie weren’t going to break up. You would follow wherever he goes. It’s funny how you can be so sure of something and then all of a sudden you just aren’t anymore. It starts to feel wrong.

You two bought a small apartment on 24th street and for the first year it felt perfect. It was small and cozy and all you two really needed but at some point during the second year everything changed. 

You can’t exactly pinpoint the moment you started realizing this wasn’t it for you. That Jamie wasn’t gonna work out. That this wasn’t your forever. It probably wasn’t even one singular moment. It was lots of little ones all together that came crashing down. 

What you can pinpoint is the moment you realized you had to go. That you would suffocate if you stayed in this relationship any longer.

You came home after a horrible day at University and Jamie was there waiting. Like always. He was perfect like that. He never did anything wrong and he could always pick up on the queues that you weren’t having a great day. That used to feel like everything you needed but not anymore. Now it just felt predictable and boring. It felt like there was no passion left. No fire burning between the both of you.

“Hi babe. Bad day?” Jamie asks, after you let out a long sigh dumping all your stuff on the ground.

You make a little noise of acknowledgement, not even having the energy to talk to Jamie and that’s the part where it starts creeping up on you. The fact you don’t even want to talk to the person who supposedly means the most to you. The person who should be the love of your life.

The moment it slams into you though is when he comes up to you and wraps you in his arms. It should be comforting after all these years but in reality it feels like you’re drowning. It triggers something in your brain. You’re overwhelmed with the need to escape. Since when did being in Jamie’s arms, the arms of your boyfriend but more than anything your best friend start to feel so wrong?

Like I miss you

But when I kissed you back, I lied

You don't know how hard I tried

Had to fake the longest time

 After that day you tried so hard to stay. You ignored that little voice telling you to get out and run as fast as you can. But you could only take so much. You had love for Jamie still. That much was true but you missed it when you felt so utterly consumed by him. When you constantly wanted to be around him. You missed that part of your relationship with him.

Every hug, every kiss, every word felt wrong. Felt fake. 

You always hugged him and kissed him back. You tried to salvage what was there with the two of you. You pretended to yourself that you thought you could fix it, that maybe if you faked long enough it would become real  but you always knew you couldn’t. You were lying to yourself. There had never been an ending that ended with Jamie. It wasn’t in the cards with you.

Where do we go now?

Where do we go now?

Where do we go now?

Where do we go now?

One January night you were laying in bed, unable to fall asleep. Next to you your boyfriend was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that anything was wrong. You toss and turn and avoid thinking about the fact that you shouldn’t be here and that Jamie deserves to know that you don’t love him like that anymore. He deserves the world, you just won’t be the one to give it to him.

Slowly you feel Jamie stirring on the other side of the bed. He gets up and looks over at you, groggily.

He yawns and says, “Hey babe, what are you doing up?”

You look into your boyfriend's pretty eyes and in that moment you know you can’t do it anymore. There isn’t anywhere for you two to go. What you have or had is over now and you need to end it.

Tears well in your eyes and you take a deep breath, knowing that in the next moment you were going to break the heart of the boy you used to love most.

“Jamie… I can’t do this anymore. It isn’t fair to you because you did nothing wrong but to stay wouldn’t be fair to me either. I have to leave. This doesn’t feel right anymore. There isn’t anywhere for this relationship to go that wouldn’t end in heartache. I love you, Jamie and I will forever but I have to do what is right for me.”

Jamie doesn’t say anything at first, just lets the tears fall. After a moment he says, “I could feel you pulling away but I wanted to ignore it but I guess I can’t anymore. I don’t wanna let you go. And I know that’s not fair but I love you. There won’t be anyone but you.”

“Yes there will be, Jamie. There will be someone because we weren't meant for each other. There is nowhere for us to go.”

I know I changed overnight

So I can't blame you for fightin'

And I'd be losin' my mind

If you lived in your writin’

The days that follow are hard. You have to keep living in the apartment until you find other living conditions and Jamie is convinced he can find a way to make work. He just can’t see that the best of your relationship was behind and that’s where you had to leave it. Nothing good would come from trying to salvage this.

“Why are you just giving up on us?” Jamie says one day out of the blue while you two eat summer in silence.

“I am giving up because after spending so long trying to stay, I have to give up for the both of us. And I know to you it seems like I just flipped a switch and overnight decided this wasn’t good anymore but I’ve been thinking about us for a while.” You pause, “Honestly, Jamie I’m surprised you're not the one frustrated with me because lately I've been so caught up in my school work I barely even have time to spend with you. Isn’t that driving you crazy?”

“No, it’s not because I just need your presence. That’s enough for me. And I understand why you’re so busy. It’s not like you’re purposely avoiding me.”

“The last few months though, I have been avoiding you.”

'Cause now I'm half of myself here without you

You're the best in my life and I lost you

And we had no control when it fell through

It was one-sided, hate how I hurt you

The next month is a blur. Between finding your own place and being busier than ever with school, you don’t have tons of time to think about Jamie but when you do there’s a sinking feeling in your gut. 

You don’t regret ending it but you miss the friendship, the special bond that had been between you two since you were kids. You haven’t been apart from him for this long ever and it feels like a part of you is missing. 

Jamie has always been the best in your life. The amazing boy that every girl wishes was theirs but he had always been fully yours. Until now when you set him free.

You wish you hadn’t had to hurt him. He didn’t deserve it but you didn’t deserve to be trapped either. He had no control over the situation. He couldn’t have prevented what happened. It was one sided and it sucks but it's the truth.

If I could, I'd have changed every feelin'

Reservations were up to the ceilin'

Guess the space was the thing that I needed

But I miss you

“Hey y/n. Uh it’s Jamie. Sorry to bother you by calling. I just need to know one thing. And then I can move on. I can pretend I don’t feel like I’m drowning. Did you wish it could’ve been different? If you could've, would you have changed your feelings?”

 After a shaky breath from Jamie, silence fills the air. You’ve listened to this voice message he sent you at least twenty times at this point. You have memorized it but can’t stop replaying it.

The simple answer is yes. Yes, you would’ve done anything in your power to still love Jamie but it doesn’t matter because you couldn’t. It isn’t how the world works.

You tell exactly that to Jamie over the phone the next day  and he says nothing. He listens and then hangs up, leaving you to hope he’ll be okay.

Being apart from him has shown you, you made the right decision but that doesn’t make it hurt less. You still miss him. He was, after all, your best friend since the beginning and you no longer have each other. That’s…a lot to take in.

Where do we go now?

Where do we go now?

Where do we go now?

Where do we go now?

In the last month Jamie has asked himself over and over and over again what he could’ve done to make you stay. He comes up empty every time because he did everything right. Just wasn’t enough he guesses.

He doesn’t know where to go anymore because before it was always to you. You were his light in the dark. He used to follow that brightness but now that light has run out of power and he’s left to stumble through the darkness alone.

He will be okay, he just has to figure where to go now. Which way it is to escape the black and reemerge in the light.

good riddance fic series

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Weekly Check In - November 12th, 2023 🎀

ugh I feel like I’ve been neglecting my blogs, and that’s not what I want to be doing!!!

I have finals coming up so soon, including exams and final papers (looking at you, psychology research paper). Not to mention I’m still working 5 days a week, classes 4 days a week, working out 3-5 days a week on top of all my adulting duties. It’s safe to safe I have been a little stressed lately, no doubt about that. It really got me bad because it was impacting my relationship with my boyfriend and the last thing I want to do is cause unnecessary stress and anxiety for him. I know I let my stress and anxieties get the best of me when I realized I was the one causing 98% of all of our arguments and issues this last few weeks. Luckily I was able to come to the realization that it had been my fault, so him and I talked it through and worked it out and I missed him that I would work both on myself more as well as work with my therapist and develop better coping strategies for times of high stress.

🩷 let’s recap this last week with some highlights! And then I will tal about my goals for the upcoming week!

I had to go talk to my PSYC TA about how far I’d fallen behind in the class and she was able to give me some encouragement and a lot of help and really set me on the path in the right direction, so I definitely have hope that I’ll pass this class with a B at worst, which is still an awesome grade!

I finally made it back to my cooking class and the professor was so kind, he told me it always upset his days when I’d miss class for the week and he asked me if was doing okay and how things were going. I think he’s in his 50s or 60s, and he’s just a very kind man, reminds me of my own dad. Has that typical old man dad humor and his cooking class has actually help me become more comfortable with my own cooking skills as of this semester. Definitely one of my favorite classes, and my classmates were the best too.

I registered for the next semester and I am sooo looking forward to the course load. Well, for the most part anyways. I have to retake Chemistry 2 as well as the lab but luckily the college offers a supplemental type of course to help with the actual class so that’s gonna be awesome. I’m also taking a sports medicine focused medical terminology course online, another once a week food focused course about food production, a psychology of emotion course (super super excited for this class), and I registered for a yoga class for the semester! I feel like having yoga twice a week will definitely help with stress and relaxation and just overall keep me on the right track health wise for the semester! I think I’m taking a total of almost 18 credit hours but other yoga class itself is 2 credits so it’s definitely gonna be an easier semester at least schedule and course load wise.

My work bestie had her baby shower! I can’t believe she’s 8 months pregnant with a little boy, he’s already so lucky to have her and her man as parents. She was absolutely glowing at her baby shower and I’m so happy that I got to go and support her. I’ve known her for going on three years already so it made my day to both be invited and get to see how excited she got when I went.

I bought matcha powder! (Amongst other health stuff, including some new gym gear for my lower body days) I have a mini traditional matcha set so I thought I’d finally use it no bought some matcha powder online! I’m super excited to try my hand at making myself matcha lattes. I even bought a milk frother so I’m a little excited.

I changed up my fitness goals and routine a bit. I’m still going to the gym 3 days a week for weight lifting, but now two of those are lower body days and the other is an upper body day. I’m also going to continue with my two days of cardio but on those two days I am also going to do some at home mat Pilates to help with my overall fitness, appearance, and health goals. I’ve heard that some lower intensity workouts are pretty good for women with PCOS so I thought incorporating that would be a good idea.

I’m Vitamin D deficient and I had no idea! I used to take vitamin D supplements at my old doctors request when I was a teenager but I stopped when I can rot college because I was no longer being advised to take it nor were my blood levels being check regularly so I figured ehh not a big deal but I recently got lab work done and yep, I am semi severely vitamin d deficient. So now I gotta look into different foods I can incorporate as well as a vitamin d supplement and more time in the sun!

I’ve been keeping up a decent skincare routine with a bunch of new products I bought and can I just say, the Anua Heartleaf Oil Cleanser is an absolute god send. I’m obsessed with Asian/Korean skincare. It’s done so much for my skin, I can’t recommend it enough!

overall, not a bad week this last week. this recap is for only (mainly) November 4th through yesterday, November 11th.

🩷 my upcoming goals and things for this week! (November 12th thru 18th)

Keep up with all my homework and turning assignments in completed and on time. I’m trying to finish the semester off strong, or at least as strong as I can. That just means it’s grind time and I gotta buckle down and get my school stuff done.

Insurance. I need to purchase insurance because the state I live in says I make too much to qualify for full coverage insurance which is an issue with the meds I take and the doctors I currently see, as well as my therapist. Adulting, yay!

Complete at least a draft and/or reel for my dietetics mentor by Saturday/next Sunday as the deadline was to have something sent to her by Monday at noon. So my goal is to have some drafts of content for her as soon as possible.

Work out at least three days this week. I’ve been consistent with going every week for the last four weeks but I haven’t been as consistent with how many days within the week that I’ve been going. So that’s definitely a goal of mine.

Look into a Pilates class/studio I can join by the beginning of next semester. I definitely want to take some classes to help with form and proper technique, but I think I want to give myself some time to build more confidence so that way I can give it my all in the future classes I take. Plus, my finances don’t exactly permit me taking Pilates classes at the moment. So my goal is to do some research now and then make a decision by mid January.

My boyfriend and I are hitting a year and a half together this week! Ahh I love him so much, I’m so excited for yet another milestone. Pretty soon we’ll be coming up on two years and I just couldn’t be happier. My man is my best friend, I’m so lucky and grateful that I have him in my life, especially as my partner <3

Attempt to make a matcha latte! My matcha powder comes in this week so I’m gonna try my hand at making my own matcha now!

Keep consistent with my skin care and self care. Also pick up journaling again this week as I think it’ll help me sort out my stressors and anxieties without harming my relationship with my man or my relationship with myself. Self care and working on my own well being benefit me in so many ways, I just need to keep consistent with it.

Restart my Duolingo and Busuu streaks as an attempt to get back into learning the Japanese language! Also begin to pick up Spanish again! Spanish is not too difficult for me to understand as a lot of people I’m around speak the language and I also took classes in high school and some in college. So I think splitting my time between Spanish and Japanese will be good and keep me from being bored and dropping my language studies altogether. I’m going to start with Spanish Duolingo and just go from there with it! once I get more comfortable with the languages I will start making small posts in those languages! Spanish will definitely come easier than Japanese tho, that’s for sure.

that’s all for this upcoming week! It feels like it’s going to be busy but next week is our break for thanksgiving so that’s one week of rest and relaxation and recovery for me. I won’t be spending the holiday with anyone but I don’t mind, it gives me a day to be mindful and grateful and just give me some time to myself that day, and for the whole week. Everyone who knows me in person knows I definitely need the time for myself. I think it’ll be very restorative for sure.

for those of you who follow my side blogs for my fitness, I’ll be posting to it here soon as well! I think I might update you on my current split and routine more in depth then what I mentioned here. And I’m going to drop a review of some of the new skincare products I’ve recently bought and tried as well! I’ll try to do a mid week update this week on this blog too!

til next time, lovelies 🩷🤍

[mlobsters]

supernatural s11e11 into the mystic (w. robbie thompson)

giving credit where it's due, i think the show has been doing a good job picking licensed work, especially when not stuck to a particular genre. enjoyed here will you love me tomorrow by the shirelles

okay that monster is uh. something. don't eat the baby!! poor sweet thing.

LUCIFER When your brother was trapped in Purgatory you were here with a girl and a dog. You can't win this, Sam. You're just not strong enough. You didn't even bother trying to find him. And I know that if you're gonna beat the Darkness, you have to be ready to watch the people you love die.

i'd say don't let lucifer get to you, sam - but hell. i spiral over the smallest of social interactions, let alone the big evil angel who knows all my weak spots and is pushing the sorest ones for maximum manipulation. also where is the light coming from in his room with the pattern, he doesn't have a window? is it a weird lampshade? nightlight? scented plugin nightlight?? 🤪

everything's fine! been up who knows how long cleaning my gun, per yoozh

DEAN You okay? SAM Yeah, I'm fine. DEAN Are you sure? 'Cause you haven't left the bunker in days. SAM I'm fine.

I'M ACES, DEAN.

cas will be fine! which brings about the question, what's crowley doing in all this? i know he declared the team-up over, but no heads up about lucifer being out? is he incapacitated in some way?

(kinda wishing we had pellegrino to still be lucifer but i get it)

DEAN Maybe we ought to make a reservation. SAM Yeah, we should be so lucky to live long enough.

did know about this. don't be sad, don't be sad.

SAM Turns out Harold was stealing the other residents' Viagra. DEAN I know. A real dick move, huh?

cmon sammy, not even a chuckle? that was a good (bad) one :P

dean pocketing some viagra, all right.

(wiki) According to a tweet by writer Robbie Thompson, Dean stealing the Viagra was unscripted, and was ad-libbed by Jensen Ackles.

gosh that's pretty. what a lovely profile shot of sam

DEAN So no retirement, huh? SAM Hey, you're the one who's always wanted to go out blaze of glory style preferably while the Bon Jovi song is playing. DEAN I'm a candle in the wind. Yeah, but the way you said it, it was like that blaze of glory was gonna happen sooner rather than later.

lip service to the blaze of glory when it looks like all is lost but of course he wants to grow old together.

DEAN Are you okay? SAM No, I'm not, actually. Not at all. Being so close to Lucifer again, that... Brought stuff up. Stuff I thought I forgot about. DEAN You want to talk about it? SAM No. DEAN Well, look. Lucifer is never getting out of that cage, ever. And you are never going back, period. So... Case closed.

💔on all accounts

SAM Let's burn the bones so we can go home.

at least the bunker's home now

DEAN Gold blade. I don't have any in the trunk, so I got to head back to the bunker and grab a couple. You stay here and figure out who in this place is vulnerable.

someone vulnerable, like say, sam??

all this banshee talk makes me miss lydia from teen wolf. def the good kind of banshee though, no brain munching to be found

after hours of staring at 1968-1970 ford galaxies i see how similar they are to the impala lol

blarrgh dean is gonna unload his amara secrets to lucifer!cas, fucking great. always anyone but sam

DUDE. how had i never stumbled into this?? so i'm looking up mildred's actress dee wallace, and she was the mom in E.T.!! but!!! the little boy, elliott! is the dude in all the flanagan stuff - young hugh crain in hill house, henry in bly manor. mind blown LOL. that movie devastated me as a child and i haven't watched it since haha (which reminds me i was talking to my very sensitive 10 year old about charlotte's web and i was like, wasn't it sad? and he's like. eh. me: really? not sad?? him: ehh. LOL okay! i'm glad for you, little dude, didn't end up with that particular flavor of my sensitivity too)

anyway!

s11e11 mildred / e.t. (1982) dee wallace as mary

MILDRED I knew it. I knew it! I -- you two are too cute to be FBI agents.

i mean...

i was a little nervous what they were gonna do with marlene/eileen, having a deaf actress and character be a hunter is cool. assuming she doesn't die :S also she could teach them whatever fancy sigil situation she used to trap sam. ooh and a men of letters legacy, too. please don't kill her.

DEAN I tried to kill her. LUCIFER/CAS Well, the two of you are connected somehow by the Mark. DEAN Yeah, no, it's, uh... It's more than that. LUCIFER/CAS Attraction? Oh, Dean. DEAN I know. I know. Okay? Whatever it is... attraction, connection... I got to tell you, man, it scares me. I don't know that I can stop it. I don't know that I can resist it.

christ on a cracker. i hate everything about this. i got some time off from being enraged over him IMMEDIATELY lying to sam after all this we gotta be straight with each other yet again, but hey it's back. and now divulging to lucifer inadvertently, so much hate it.

[Mildred signs to Eileen ‘I got dibs on the other guy. You can have the tall one’] [Mildred giggles as she signs ‘I’m not much of a mountain climber anymore’ and laughs] [Eileen signs [‘Are you sure you don’t want both?’]

that was so cute and funny. thirsting over the boys in plain sight, and eileen like girl, shoot your shot, try for both of them! mildred is gorgeous, i think dean might be down

SAM Are you worried about her? So does this mean she has a shot? DEAN Well, I always did have a thing for Blanche on “Golden Girls” SAM Seriously? DEAN Hey, don't judge what you don't understand, Sammy. SAM No, I'm -- I'm not judging. I-I just always had a thing for Sophia. DEAN Yeah, I could see that.

sophia, huh. i mean, okay. can you imagine though, 6'4" sam and 4'10" estelle getty. talk about mountain climbing. and of course dean liked blanche, no brainer. and rue mclanahan was all of 51 when the show started

well, he went all-in on the crazy smile (sorry, pellegrino would never 😔)

EILEEN My mother was a lawyer. Be nice to follow in her footsteps. SAM I was studying law at Stanford when my brother came and got me so we could get our revenge. EILEEN You've been hunting together ever since? SAM Yeah. I-I wouldn't do this without my brother. He's had my back every step of the way. Even when I let him down.

oh, sammy 💔 show's convinced you that you fucked up more than i think you have (pushing the purgatory thing and i'm still not convinced :p) meanwhile we get to highlight how dean's fucking up right this moment.

well damn. they've done a great job establishing some little side characters i actually care about. thinkin if something happens to eileen or mildred 🔪🔪🔪

MILDRED You know, tell me something. When's the last time you watched a sunset without waiting for something to go bump in the night?

they (supposedly) would park and look at the stars sometimes, maybe they should add sunsets to the list

MILDRED You want to know the secret to living a long and happy life? DEAN Actually, yes, I do. MILDRED Follow your heart. You do that, all the rest just figures itself out.

and since i like her character and how she's playing her, this little sappy advice made me cry. also, i love how she's openly flirting with dean and he's flustered but not in the ew gross old lady is hitting on me way

great, and dean's the vulnerable one? i mean honestly, they're both emotionally vulnerable disasters all the time so.

MILDRED Darlin'... if there's one thing I've learned in all my years on the road, it's when somebody's pining for somebody else. Oh, don't try and hide it now. Follow your heart. Remember?

i mean. is he pining for amara? is that what we're going with? this obviously has the ambiguity that you could slap it on to whatever ship of choice as well. follow your heart to sam instead of your dick to amara? :p this nebulous connection to her is... nebulous. halfway tempted to just fucking look up how this plays out, but then i'm just waiting for things to happen (which is why i don't do well with big spoilers) so i probably won't. it has to be dire to do that (and i have with this show in the past, just to know how many episodes of whatever plotline were in my future)

DEAN He was looking for lore on the Darkness. Something a little off about him, too. SAM Something always seems a little bit off about Cas. Yeah, you know, being so close to Lucifer probably wasn't easy for him, either.

i'd say some of that's on the inconsistent writing/characterization of cas, but potayto potahto :p brushing off dean's concern to aid in finding out about lucifer at the worst time, i can imagine

SAM Dean... when I was with Lucifer, he, um... He showed me things. It was like a highlight reel of my biggest failures. DEAN Yeah, he was messing with you. That's what he does. SAM Give me a sec. I should've looked for you. When you were in Purgatory, I... I should've turned over every stone. But I didn't. I stopped. And I've never forgiven myself for it. DEAN Well... I have. Hey. That's in the past, man. What's done is done. All that matters now, all that's ever mattered, is that we're together.

oh 😭

oh god and sam's box with actual baby dean and sam in addition to the retirement home brochure?? now i'm really crying. good god. i knew about the brochure, but not the picture as actual kids

at least dean got into sleep clothes and under the covers this time.

go talk to sam, you stubborn ass.

[lgcsaem]

✰ … WHAT I LEARNED IN BOATING SCHOOL IS! the end of yet another mission ( solo ).

misaki always felt rather vexed anytime mandatory meetings needed to be held— while being constant things, trainers and managers alike needing to touch base often as a way of ensuring proper growth within the vast amount of trainees the company had their hooks in, meetings of individual importance were much more far and few between. for that, the young boy was happy ( misaki has always been too excitable, has always been too antsy, needing to move and be on his feet to prevent himself from jumping out of his own skin. conversations steeped in complexities, talks based on strict points, tended to be more difficult for him despite his best efforts ).

at least this time around, the conversation at hand wasn't anything incredibly heavy— reflecting was easy when all you had to do was talk about what you liked and didn't like, not needing to pull from depths too far. for that reason, there's no sense of restlessness aching at misakis joints, his body rather bouncy where he's sat.

"i missed being outside and getting to play around the way all these games allowed me to do— not like i stay inside every minute of my life, anyways, but this was different!" his eyes shine bright, head nodding along rather animatedly as he speaks. "kite flying made it so i could, like, really run around. i thought it was gonna be boring at first, kind of like yutnori— oh! coach hyung, i felt like i was going crazy trying to learn yuntnori, it's so slow and takes so long!" misakis brows furrow, lips thinning into a line, causing his snaggletooth to peek out just a bit. "i really enjoyed the games where we were able to be more physical. games like that made me realize just how much i hate having to sit down and wait on other people to take their turns. being able to do my own thing, at my own pace, was something i enjoyed way more this time around!"

head tilting to one side for a moment, misaki gives a little hum, trying to gather more of his thoughts. "i was surprised at how much i liked doing the top spinning, though— do you know what bayblades are? i used to play with those all the time back home when i was a kid! me and my friends would fight each other with them, it was so cool— the spinning tops reminded me of that, so even though i had to be pretty still for that, it wasn't bad!" sure, maybe he'd been scolded once or twice for trying to battle with his spinner at some points, but hey, he was there to learn and experience.

"i hope we can do more fun game-centered stuff like this in the future, again. it was a nice break from the normal training we always do!"

[detectiveichijouji]

Case 1 - The missing precious thing

[AO3 VERSION HERE!!]

It wasn’t the first time Ken had been called by Koushiro to do some digimon-related affairs. This was mostly sort of a part-time job, either investigating a digimon case and collecting data… Or simply small tasks like escorting digimon who got lost in the human world back to the Digital World. And some battles caused by misunderstandings between humans and digimon, of course.

He had been doing this since he changed sides, and turned back into his true self. The Dark Seed in his neck was just there dormant… Yet, being the reminder to never be taunted by the dark forces again.

“Let’s see…” Ken mused, reciting what Meramon had told him, “He lost an important ‘thing’ and can't find it…”

“Argh!” Daisuke growled in distress, “We’re not goin’ to find that ‘thing’!! WE LOOKED EVERYWHERE IN THIS PLACE!”

Currently, Wormmon and V-mon were searching in silence, just listening to their partners.

“Easy, Daisuke,” Then V-mon looked at the boys, “I think the ‘thing’ is…”

“Hmm…”

“Hey Ken, stop ‘hmm’ at us!” Daisuke complained, looking into the bushes, “Now help us to search! You’re just standing right there doing NOTHING and leavin’ all the hard work for us!”

“Actually… I know where this ‘thing’ is,” Ken responded with a deadpan face.

“YOU KNOW WHERE IT IS!?” Wormmon, V-mon and Daisuke exclaimed together loudly.

“Yes,” the boy nodded, “Let’s go back.”

“????????”

They returned to the place they were before, the one where Meramon was waiting for them. Ken stood in front of Meramon and cleaned his throat.

“Did you find my precious ‘thing’?” Meramon asked, frowning.

“Yes,” Ken replied with a nod, and then looked behind Meramon. Something shining a few meters away from the digimon was spotted by the boy. The other three looked in the same direction when Ken pointed at it, “It’s right there.”

“W-WHA-WHA-WHA-WHAT!?”

“OH! IT’S IT! MY PRECIOUS PASTA FORK! THANK YOU, CHOSEN CHILDREN!!” Meramon smiled with a glee, and went to pick his precious treasure.

“HOW?! WE LOOKED EVERYWHERE AND IT WAS THERE ALL THIS WHOLE TIME!?” Daisuke hissed, then gave a glare to Ken, “AND YOU DID NOT TELL US BEFORE!?”

“Meramon only said ‘precious thing’, remember? So we didn’t know what it was”  Wormmon replied.

“We’re next to an Italian Restaurant in the Digital World,” Ken started, “so I wondered if it was the lone fork behind Meramon.”

“Next time I need action!” V-mon pouted, “Finding lost things is boring! I’m a man of action, I want to fight bad guys!!”

“Y’know… I like how things are a little peaceful lately” Daisuke commented, “I can come here and enjoy life a little… And then get an S.O.S. call to stop some misunderstanding between a Monochromon and a Pagumon.”

“Case solved, let’s go home” Ken walked back to the Digital Gate, holding Wormmon in his arms. Daisuke and V-mon went right after them.

It’s 6 years after their final showdown against Vamdemon. Daisuke, Takeru and Hikari were attending the same high school, while Miyako and Ken attended other two schools respectively, and Iori was at the final grade of the iconic yet nostalgic Odaiba Jr. High School. Despite them not going to the same school anymore, all six kept together and their bonds became stronger year by year.

The group gathers at a karaoke room when they need to discuss stuff, or get orders from Koushiro or any other senior.

It was one of those days when…

“EVERYONE!” Daisuke slammed his hands on the table from their usual karaoke room, calling everyone’s attention to him and V-mon, “I’VE BEEN WONDERING IF Y’ALL DON’T WANNA FORM A SPECIAL UNIT-OR-CLUB WITH ME!”

“A… Special unit-or-club?” They all repeated, except for V-mon who was already mimicking Daisuke’s moves.

“Yeah!” V-mon nodded, “A special unit!”

“For what?” Miyako raised an eyebrow, “Where did you get this idea? Aren’t we already some kind of one?”

“Uh…”

“No, it’s not like that!” Daisuke interrupted V-mon, “I really mean embracing your detective inside ourselves!! Helping people! Like in these TV shows I was watch--”

“You’re trying to make us solve mysteries and murder cases now…” Tailmon sighed, “How many of those fictional stories had you watched…”

“... Just a tokusatsu series, D※k※ranger…” Daisuke wavered a little, touching his index fingers together.

“I see” Takeru nodded sagely, “This is why you have a D※k※Red keychain on your school briefcase…”

“Anyway, please let’s form one!” Daisuke begged them with a bow, slamming his head on the table, “O-OUCH!” V-mon also did the same, but in silence.

“Hmm…” Ken, Hikari and Iori were thoughtful, as if they were analyzing the idea.

“I say let’s do it” Takeru broke the silence and grinned, “Miyako-san said we’re already doing it but maybe we could make it a little more fancy.”

“Fancy?” Hawkmon repeated “Could you define ‘fancy’ in this scenario, please?”

“Matching uniforms”

“We’re not a fictional show though,” Tailmon said.

“But it would be fun, dagya… Right Iori?”

“Matching outfits…” Iori mused in a whisper, and a very terrifying image popped in his head. He just muttered, “No matching outfits, please.”

“But if you’re going to have color codes, maybe you should decide which color Ken is!” Patamon shrugged, “His digivice is black and gray, but his crest is purple-pink, his Digimental is pink, his digivice when Jogress activated is green and blue. Pick one color please?”

“Oh? And how about Takeru-san?” Wormmon squinted his eyes at Patamon, “His crest is yellow, but his digivice is green, and his digimental is orange!”

“HEY, STOP RIGHT THERE!” Daisuke interrupted everyone by screaming on the karaoke room’s microphone, then talked normally “No matching outfits, no color codes. Just let’s form a squadron specialized in solving mysteries! Digimon mysteries! That’s all.”

“So… Investigating digimon cases…” Hikari finally spoke.

“Yep. You can wear what you want to, any color you want to. That’s not a cosplay group.”

“If that’s so… I agree with the idea” Hikari smiled, “How about you, Miyako-san?”

“Hmm… I don’t get why we need to ‘form’ a squad when we’re already one… But let’s do it.”

“Three ‘yes’ so far, does anyone disagree?” V-mon asked the others.

“Well, If Miyako-san/Hikari say so…” Hawkmon and Tailmon said together.

“I’m in!” Patamon raised his paw, then looked at Armadimon and Wormmon “What’s your votes?” 

“Seems fun so I’m in!” Armadimon answered with a cheerful voice, “Iori, let’s do it together right, dagya?”

“… Yes, I’d like to try it.”

“Soo, Ken and Wormmon?” Daisuke was grinning, “Everyone agreed, will you two join us too?”

“...”

Ken and Wormmon being in silence was completely tense, it made everything anticlimactic compared to the previous times they gathered in that booth, oh no… Would they decline!?

“...”

“Uh, Ken you’re not in… right?” Daisuke frowned, “It’s okay I don’t wanna force anyone to--”

“We’re in.”

“--!? W-wha--Really??”

“This could be a good experience for everyone, I think…” Wormmon said shyly.

“ALRIGHT!” So, let’s pick a name! We’re 02 Team from now on!”

“But… Why 02 Team?” Patamon asked.

“Maybe it’s because all of us met in the year of 2002?” Hawkmon tried a wild guess.

“Oh maybe there’s more than one unit, dagya”

“Uh… No, I… I thought of it being a cool name…” Daisuke blinked.

That’s Daisuke for you… And thus, they formed the first Digimon Special Cases Unit from the Chosen Children Network.

[what-if-nct]

helloooo today's reminder is that 1. Han is right we shouldn't trust the robots and 2. true to my word i did listen to superm and I really do like the second album but I also listened to resonance and dear god. that album is a masterpiece. it contains the entire spectrum of human emotion without one single mediocre/bad song (in this house we do not tolerate work it slander). also really made me miss sungtaro :( i wonder how they'll sub for the new nct concert but no one's coming close to the iconic 90s love verse. i hope riize treats them better. tho I heard there's a very rich nepo baby on that team so hopefully that should mean steady employment. but yeah it did lowkey break my heart to listen to their voices on songs and really like them and then realise I'm not going to hear them on any more nct stuff :(

Hiii! We shouldn't trust robots why are people trying to invent them find something else to invent do they not watch scifi, the proof is right there. Artificial intelligence is not the move, go back. There's more important things to create.

Resonance is so good. And work it was a masterpiece and I'm not just saying that cause it was all biases in one group get back to me in a year for how feel about Jisung I'm very conflicted and can't articulate it well but....he's on the cusp of where Renjun and Yangyang are which, I'll get to that later. But I miss Taro and Sungchan so much, they came served and left, what sm did was so cruel and unfair but at least they have a stable home now but believe me they're gonna somehow end up in NCT and NCT Japan is just gonna disappear and never happen.

Also the recent teasers more proof the order was just drawn out of a hat. But Yangyang and Renjun are definitely my favorites. Renjun's reminds me of a 2000s dark indie teen movie that aerial shot was breathtaking, Renjun perfectly performed that melancholy hopeless feeling an the scenery. Yangyang's was kind of like the otherside of town version of Renjun's where it's a little more rough and grungy and still l like a indie teen movie but less melancholy and more aggressive and angsty. Like I loved theirs so much. Jaehyun and Tens were cool too. But there's a specific aesthetic and vibe I really love that they've had and the only way I can explain it is skylines and turnstiles, I know thats an MCR song. But it best conveys what I'm trying to say. The song actually sounds similar to Yang & Yuta's teaser instrumentals. Yutas teaser also falls into this. Wait I have an idea.

This worked out exactly as I hoped. Yang,Yuta and Renjun's are definitely my favorites so far. I actually don't super love cutesy or romantic concepts. The more grungy industrial twilight hour stuff appeals to me more.

[gummybear1031]

So I watched "Annabelle Comes Home" on Oct. 2 but didn't livetweet it 'cause my dad called. He got y'all's livetweet in real time.

Yesterday, I watched "Mr. Boogedy" and didnt livetweet it because it sucked.

Today! The randomizer picked the new "Haunted Mansion" movie.

It was meh. The Muppets did it better

Spoilers and recap of the livetweet below the cut.

Angriest not-a-ghost tour I’ve ever seen.

Okay, I would actually enjoy this angry ghost tour probably. We do a bunch of ghost and historical walking tours. Also, this hummingbird story is legit the kind of thing people tell me when they say they saw a ghost once. 

I like Rosario Dawson’s car and U-haul showing up during Ben’s angry not-a-ghost tour. Nice connection, Mouse. 

Thank you, Rosario, for being sensible! Yes, you leave the obviously haunted house before everybody dies. 

Fun fact: I was the “You’ll be back!” ghost (well, zombie) at a haunted hayride for several years. 

Priest Owen Wilson’s cat is amazing. I want to pet them. They’re so fluffy!

Fr. Owen didn’t read the book. Victor never finished med school! 

Action Guy absolutely reminded me of Abuelita with a chancla. So samesies!

Of course, the ghosts refuse to do anything when there’s a person around. 

Why does everybody keep missing the ghost in the rearview mirror? 

My dad also loves that show, dead sea captain! Like our father-daughter dance was to “Wanted Dead or Alive” because of it. 

I know Ben’s pain. Don’t want to be in the house because it’s full of ghosts; don’t want to be outside because it’s too peopley. 

He just wants to chill in your house and watch Deadliest Catch. Let him! *Ben opens door* Nevermind. Not cool, ghost. 

Danny Devito! YES!

Harriet the Psychic matches every psychic I’ve ever met. This is exactly how my sister does her stuff. 

They’ve already screwed up this seance. Don’t break the circle! That’s how y’all get possessed. 

“Here’s a pen and pad I purchased at CVS.” This is almost as bad as the Hocus Pocus 2 scene in the Walgreens. 

Ben, that is obviously some sort of ghost trick. That is not your wife. 

Constance’s husbands’ heads disappearing from the photos is great. But I still prefer Taraji P. Henson’s version of her. 

Fun fact: never leave your crystal ball uncovered when not in use. The sun may strike it and set your house on fire. 

Sorry, Jamie Lee Curtis, but Miss Piggy did it better. 

Is this ghost in middle school? Unscrewing the top of the Zataran’s like that? Also, I have the same seasoning in my house; it’s good, and that ghost should feel bad for messing with Rosario’s cooking like that. 

The candle that’s blowing itself out looks really … phallic. 

The product placement in this movie is wild. It’s so hard to take them seriously when Ben is sobbing the phrase “Baskin Robbins.” 

Hasan Minaj! Why were you listed so early in the credits if this is your only scene? 

Crump’s backstory is just wild. Of course he turned into Jared Leto with a backstory like that. 

I like what they’ve done with the stretching room. 

Winona Ryder? Are you doing a Linda Cardellini impression? Also, this is the worst tour I’ve ever seen. And I was once on a tour where the guy claimed the Civil War was still happening in the 1840s. Twenty years before it started. 

Did that spider just scream?

More product placement. I actually like Burger King; their veggie burgers are really good.

Fr. Owen Wilson is going to federal prison. Like, that’s a felony. A pretty serious one if you perform a sacrament. 

Prof. Danny Devito is obviously possessed. Ghost, you are really bad at your job. (Is scare people a job?)

OMG. It was almost the professor in the drawing room with the candlestick. Fortunately, Rosario saved the day. 

More movies need evil Danny Devitos. 

I know Travis is 9, but he’s the dumbest mofo ever. 

Okay. I actually feel really bad now. I got depression too, buddy. That said, you don’t think it’s weird your dad sounds just like the Hatbox Ghost?

How did Crump kill a mummy? Did he kill a bunch of people at a costume party? 

Is Fr. Owen riding Constance into battle? With her army of beheaded husbands? 

Dead sea captain got his boat! Yay!

[retired-for-now]

What kind of flowers are those on Nightmare (if you have anything in mind)

and why are they there? :<D

Actually I thought about this for a while. And the answer is that they are Azaleas (huge nerding about flower symbolism incoming)

https://www.flowermeaning.com/azalea-flower-meaning/

[Here's the link to where I'm getting all this from btw]

Looking at their symbolism it says that Azaleas represent remembering ones home with fondness - Insomniac (Omniverse Nm) wishes to return back to the days of what I'm calling FlowerDream for now (but unfortunately he knows that is impossible)

They also represent taking care of oneself and family (Insomniac and his gang found family = true)

Then they represent Temperance and emotional evenness because Insomniac is a more balanced character who is trying to keep the Positivity-Negativity balance in check while "Rem...?" (Rem is Ov Dream) tries to eradicate those who they think wil cause negativity (think Swapdream but a manipulative asshole with shapeshifting and mind control and also technically every power ever. Not fun right?)

Then theres Passion, hes just very dedicated to stuff (especially finding his missing friend. His only friend back in FD).

Elegance and wealth are obvious enough but we also have Femininity which is hard to explain in my own words so I'll show you the behavior listed in the Wiki

These are all things Insomniac (or at least Insomnia - which is what I call Passive Insomniac) used to do.

Btw I might also get this out of the way: the relationship between Insomnia and Insomniac. They are the same person (and they behave quite similarly. Insomniac is just more closed-off and violent). And if you get to the part where I explain why they are there you'll see that it's because there is no corruption (... only deadly flower poison)

Getting back on track, Abundance (especially of beauty and intelligence) he's pretty smart (he still reads books here, but not as much because he is busy training or hanging out with his friend most of the time - which reminds me, Insomnia is around 13 when he first meets his friend, who was 14 at the time. He gets "corrupted" when he becomes around 17) and for the beauty part... well, hes beautiful to his friend (who I wont name yet I think)

The last thing on the list is that they are a death threat, but only if sent in a black vase.

I wanted to reflect on this by making it so his skull turns black after the "corruption" (why does this feel wrong to say?)

Oh and they are there because the local village bullies beat the life out of 'Friend' and they basically 'died' (but not really. They just needed a while for their amalgam-goop to get back together. They told Insomnia too and that made him less distraught after losing his best friend. Still traumatized, but he wants to live so that he can go back to them).

So then the bullying got worse and worse until the bullies forced Insomnia to eat the Flowers of Negativity which - you guessed it- are Azaleas, but what you didn't guess is that they are full of toxins and can cause death if ingested in large qualities (they are mostly harmless to humans due to getting broken down in the digestive tract but Insomnia is a Skeleton monster and those do not have a digestive tract to break down azaleas with. The food just kinda gets absorbed like that)

Anyways Insomnia pukes a fuckton, his friend's ghost is fucking traumatized and his skull changes color

So obviosly Insomnia starts puking and then dies but he doesn't. See while he considered just giving up he realized that His Friend was probably going to be looking for him. So he just refused to die (hey man hes the guardian of negativity of course he can do that)

So hes alive, covered on half his skull by thick vines and Azaleas, but alive.

This is where my writing gets messy

And also hes pissed off. First they come for his friend, now they make him suffer a painful death? (Keep in mind that it only took him around 30 mins to think about whether or not to die - all that time he was suffering on the ground - which means that the bullies were still there)

Insomnia was full of rage and without thinking he "activated" his powers and vines sprouted from the ground and impaled the bullies

[Basically Nightmare but Tendrils instead of Tentacles]

And as he gained more and more Lv from slaughtering the villagers of that nowhere town he comes to his senses and realizes that he has gone too far and he decides to make amends by swearing to protect the balance (wow hes really speedrunning character development isn't he? And who woulda thought that it only took 2 hours of looking for and slaughtering the people who either treated you like shit or did nothing about you being treated like shit).

Meanwhile Rem and his close friend (gf???) Mercy (who has a Copy soul- which I'll explain when I get the time because I'd have to get in depth about BTs and DTD and none of you even know what that stands for) escaped to Rem and Insom's pocket dimention (because we all just have one of those) - the Dreamscape.

However Mercy does a Murder (not literally, this is just in reference to These Two being the names that result in the "on the nose" comment when you name the fallen human) and seals Rem in the Dreamscape and shapeshifts into a more "regal and smarter version of him", as she puts it [and before you ask me how - Copy Soul Logic]

Anyways the story then follows as Insomniac and "Friend" dance around in circles while looking for eachother and also "Friend" found Rem and is trying to help him escape and put an end to all of this.

Hope this helps!

[starwalker03]

WMLP Dick was in an army. I am so curious about that experience. How old was he when Slade enlisted him? How long did he serve? Did he interact with Slade during that time? Did he get any warning Slade was going to force him to do this? Did he enjoy any of his time in a military? Did he make any friends?

Would I call this a spoiler? Yes and no. I never actually thought to unpack Dick's military training aside from maybe some ptsd flashbacks. So I think this one's safe lol.

So I got introduced to Deathstroke properly via the show Arrow so he's Australian to me which is fun and hilarious and not canon literally anywhere else from what I can tell. But it works for this fic universe because Slade's not about to enrol him in the us army cause there's way too much chance of being found out.

So Slade takes Dick to Australia and enrols him in their army. I wanna say officer entry, probably Duntroon cause the academy is like four years but I think the RMC is shorter. This is inconsequential. Dick gets thrown in at around seventeen. He's been broken in, he's killing, he's renegade, but he's still a little unruly and learning Slade's kind of discipline and he's at the perfect age for military training tactics to stick well. He forges him an identity that's of age and pulls all the strings and then Dick just gets handed his fake info and backstory and a bag of uniforms and provisions and dumped there with only the explanation that he's being trained and expected to top his class.

I haven't looked into ADF training stuff in ages but Aussie deserts and rainforests are some of the top training places cause of how extreme the landscape is as far as I'm aware. I also don't remember how long officer training is but I think if you're not going via the academy then it's like a year at most so he goes through that and then Slade makes sure he's sent off as soon as possible. Timeline wise I think Australia was still sending troops to the middle east during this time so Dick probably has a couple placements around the place and works his way up really quickly. Slade shows up every now and then to remind him to keep it up and that eventually he'll be pulled out and can come home. Dick of course gets time he's not deployed and during that time Slade brings him back as Renegade and brings him on so many missions. After maybe three years total Slade pulls him out.

I don't think Dick enjoyed it much. It was probably great at first to have time away from Slade but he's been well manipulated at this point and would start missing Slade pretty quickly. He also hated being ordered around by someone other than Slade.

I think some people probably decided they were friends, like a handful of fellow cadets were like 'that one. He's cool'. But most of them would've hated Dick cause he was always top of the class.

I think maybe Dick would have been lucky to find one person he liked and enjoyed the company of. They get each other through it all. This friend gets deployed with him, they're side by side, keeping each other sane. Dick swears he'll do everything in his power to make sure his friend gets home to his family.

When Slade pulls him out he kidnaps the friend and makes Dick shoot him.

[theinsanecrayonbox]

X-Force #38

Conclusion of the Xeno stuff! Huzzah!

Apparently this was all about Dom, cause she’s got internal narration throughout. Whatever, that’s fine.

So we pick up where we left off with our merry trio going to Moreau island and finding skinless monkey minions…I’m sorry, it’s Attack on Titans not monkeys

See, that totally Attack on Titan

Deadpool cuts his way out of the giant. It dies. The other two land their plane. This stupid happens

I’m on board with the vampire analogy, and yes I gave in with a cannibal joke, but cmon guys! Arkady doesn’t lick up random viscera. (Now if he’d actually licked Wade here maybe it’d be fun then but cmon)

Peacock man turns on his little telepath. The gang gets into the lab.

Look it Arkady being a good and helpful boi

The “omnimutant” attacks, and it does not look nearly as silly as the version on the cover; it looks mostly like a composite Beast/Wolverine but has Arkady’s coils for some reason. Anywhos, it’s a tough fight

See he’s a good boi and wants to help his team mates, while Beast just cares about the download. He unplugs at 98% to help

Oh that’s kind of a neat effect, wonder what psychic power that is-

WTH??? The death spores haven’t been shown to MELT people before. And one would think you’d be immune to your own power like this one, wouldn’t you?? Is Arkady dead now??? Also, how’d you get his genetic material to use Mr Peacock; I could buy you got the classic X-Force gang’s cause they’ve apparently fought you already? But Arkady hadn’t. And why are you interested in keeping and testing out Wade as if you didn’t already have him; we saw you had clones of him already.

Ah yes, Beast being horrible and terrible. But also (sorry this was before the memo but my caps got mixed up)

Xeno’s plan is literally SoS; is the X-stable just rehashing their own CURRENT ideas now?? Because Xeno’s “augment humans with mutant biotech/powers” is exactly what Graydon has Orchis doing over in Sabretooth/Exiles.

Anyways, kiddo controls omnimutant, they defeat Peacock. Domino goes to kill him, sees his scarred face then decides not to…but totally leaves his monsters to kill him. She goes outside to rejoin Deadpool who’s entertaining the kid…Arkady is lying on the ground by the plane maybe dead? Deadpool carries him into the plane in another panel…

Right Dom, because no one else has never ever EVER stolen you’re genetic makeup to make a super powered entity. Nope. Weapon H is not real. Never ever.

My last snarky comment aside, that’s it. They blow up the lab on Genosha and head home I guess. Why was Colossus on the opening cast page if he was Sir Not-Appearing? I know he and Laura are joining next issue, but what?

Overall…eh, I’ve said it in other posts; this was billed as a finale for several books/storylines that I guess centered on Domino. But as someone who jumped in late to this series and didn’t read the others from the beginning either, it was lacking substance, not helped by the lack of footnote caption boxes to remind readers where to find plot points from the back issues. Is that on me for being late, well not the missing caption boxes, but yeah I give you it is a bit. But again, as a finale for several long things, it wasn’t really good.

And Beast still has to answer for his war crimes more so than just getting the cold shoulder from ‘his friends’ at the lunch table. Arkady was a good boi though (cannibalism aside) and made a new best friend in Deadpool, so that’s nice. It’ll be interesting to see what Colossus and Wolverine can bring to the team (and hopefully no more Logan since we get Laura??)

[gurugirl]

hey miss guru and anons 🫶🏼

i really need some advice/wisdom/tips, literally anything lol.

my bestest friend then turned situationship for 2yrs is leaving. We weren’t with anyone else but each other and basically acted as if in a relationship but without the title only cause I had this overwhelming fear of something going wrong and losing him… which inevitably happened.

I love him with everything in me and I know he does as well. But we both mutually called it quits bc he got offered an amazing career opportunity in another state. And I couldn’t leave where i’m currently living. I love my job but couldn’t have him pass this opportunity which he was debating to do. I pushed him to follow his dreams cause it’s what he’s always wanted and I ended up getting promoted at my job too which he said he wouldn’t want me passing either. We both talked about long distance but knew that it just wouldn’t work out. We can’t keep flying back and forth to see each other and our lives are too busy and it’s costly. So we came to the agreement that we’re just on different paths in life… and see where life takes us.

For the past 2 weeks we tried remaining just friends before he officially leaves (tomorrow morning) but we can’t and it hurts so much not being with him. And I selfishly want him and hate the idea of him with anyone but me. I’ve been constantly crying and literally had a breakdown/panic attack about him leaving… but I try my best to hide it around him because I know he’ll deny the offer if i’m hurting. We’ve been friends since kids. He was my first everything and I for him. He says how he’ll call me every day and made me promise him that i’ll stay in touch with him. But anytime we talk/call it always ends in one of us getting emotional. And he keeps trying to pass this opportunity bc he doesn’t wanna leave me but I can’t let him do that. I love him too much to allow him to give something up for me.

I talked with multiple people and everyone keeps saying that I need to let him go so he can move on too. But it hurts so fuck!ng bad and I just wish it didn’t have to end like this. I’ve never loved someone more and I don’t think I ever could. He was everything I’ve ever wanted in a man and he helped me through my darkest times. We always talked about a future together and he wanted it for the longest.

So how do I move on from someone who was so amazing to me and that I love deeply? Because no matter what I do everything reminds me of him. I wish I had a reason to hate him it would be soooo much easier.

Hi hon 💕 Ahhh this is so hard ☹️ And what I’m going to say won’t make you feel better necessarily, not now at least, because stuff like this isn’t made better with anything but time. But what you’re both doing is probably for the best. I don’t know how old either of you are but if you’re still very young you should know that having a broken heart is kind of just part of life.

Letting him take the good job opportunity will, in the end, be a better decision.

I’ve actually been through something like this before. The first guy I loved left to go across the country and it felt like the hardest thing either of us ever did. We were still very much in love when he had to go. My situation was a little different but it felt so painful. It was so painful. I felt like part of me was severed and it took a lot of time to start feeling better.

Spending time with friends and allowing myself to cry helped but over time I started to feel better and it’s been a long time since that and while I still do think of him every now and then, we have much better lives apart with other people than we would have if we had stayed in our home state and continued dating.

This is hard hon. It’s not easy. Many compare the pain of a breakup (when you’re in love) to the pain of the death of a loved one and I believe that.

There’s nothing to say that one day you two couldn’t reunite but maybe for now it’s okay to step away and just feel all the feel and experience life without him.

I’m so sorry you’re dealing with this. I feel your pain and anyone’s who been through this knows the way it feels excruciating and like it’ll never stop hurting but one day it will and you’ll feel better. I promise.

I’m sending you all my love sweetheart ❤️

Xoxo

[predoom]

ohoneohone

Sunday, October 23rd, 2005 9:42 am you see that kid... its not me, its you. blow out the candles on caring. encounters yesterday: went to paul walls jewelry shop. pretty insane. then when we played jared leto came over and watched. radio shows are wack. encounters today: the gold medal gymnast from the 2004 olympics is coming to hang out with me. pretty insane. why would you ever want to meet a boy like me. i am boring. you make it easier to make the decisions that i do. i turned off the switch that cares. i watch lots of movies and take lots of naps. cause i am a baby. i am gonna be in the academy video for black mamba. i can't tell you how excited that makes me. Wednesday, October 19th, 2005 11:48 pm ill be on time for that, i cant think of a line that rhymes with that blue looks better than jealousy. im awake but not up. you know what i mean. blew the speakers out like a candle. drowned out my sorrows in a wet dream. i miss you but only in flashing moments. new stuff over at buzznet. people been asking about the prices. honestly we charge what it costs us to make. alot of the stuff lately has been cut and sew or requires hand stitching which is expensive. so we try to keep the stuff really limited, so that it stays special. the bags sold out in a day. we won't be making anymore of that particular bag. but we will be making more limited bags and other items. Tuesday, October 18th, 2005 4:48 pm i, peter lewis kingston wentz, solemnly swear... im trying to figure it out. my head moves way faster than my mouth. i went to a party at chris from nsnyc's house for a party. it was about as good/bad as you would think. except dirty was there. so factor that one in. always up or down, never down and out.

the new nightmare of you record is fantastic. it makes me think of winters at home. love it or leave me. Sunday, October 16th, 2005 12:45 pm baby, im just bad news i don't know if it feels real been watching halloween movies lately to get me in the mood taking lots of naps its easier this way she wont ever love you the way she loves me youre not pretty enough and you dont make her heart beat been hiding messages in morse code and anagrams banging my wrist against the edge of the keyboard until it turns black and blue we're all settling all the time panic! at the disco makes me want to start this all over again coversations with you make me want it to never have begun at all nick plan and william beckett are on the list in one form or another always if you dont have your friends than you dont got shit and my friends are gold halloween is gonna be the best this year i think ive never been in california on halloween- it once was, but it hasnt been for a really long time spent most of the morning on the phone with my mommy cause she can always slow my breathing down you can get used to anything after a while even this, pete pretty boys for secret girls later skater Wednesday, October 12th, 2005 12:02 pm ill make you shake so hard you might not make it through the night new york city is fucking insane. get me. bruisa. fall makes me remember and want love.

okay okay cause i should:

1. you say crazy shit in your sleep, like about us living in old milwaukee. 2. right this second "wonderwall" sometimes star wars. 3. i dunno cherry coke flavored. 4. sugar tail, freckles in your eyes, basement windows, braces 5. new years on the windowsill. 6. uh kind of in a weird way the retriever head on the beagle body. just the nicest dog ever. 7. that one bane lyric, im pretty sure its a question. but mostly lately- what happened to my best friend?

nick york city. the clan party last night was rightious. im kinda going other places. feeling it. quit sleeping on it cause im the life. from the back of my legs to the back of my neck- im so glad there are people out there who won't let me fall off the face of the planet.

young.

panic at the disco at the knitting factory in new york tonight- 5pm. Tuesday, October 11th, 2005 12:57 am you remind me of this one movie. it makes me smile. but not with my mouth and way too many teeth. but with my eyes. trouble loves me. but you do way more. im dreaming on highway lines and phone hang-ups. just happy to be me. for one second.

i got a sweet vest and some teddy bear shoes. im good for cuddling. youre gonna have to trust me on that one. Sunday, October 9th, 2005 7:38 pm sometimes its hard to remember the great moments. but you remember everything to a detail the moment everything goes wrong. your ims are crazy: i am still not dead or married. im bringing home on the road.

silly. never ccccchhhhange. 12:12 pm you could almost make me an honest man. what i have spent the weekend thinking:

good friends in nyc sometimes my eyes are red and green but not like christmas. just kind of a mess. even when the worlds underwater you're rowing in my wet dreams. everything you know about me is totally wrong because it comes from choruses and camera flashes. you come in flashes in the middle of the night or in the morning. fix me in fourtyfive. everything she thinks you know about me is totally wrong because i can't say anything i mean ever. i say things just to hurt you. i get the job done but it doesn't look pretty. Saturday, October 8th, 2005 12:24 am you win some, you lose some sometime you wake up in the morning and everything is just different. moodcontroller gets turned off. probably on by someone else. the bottom of my pants are wet from running through puddles. the streets of albany got let in on some of my secrets. swoon. its weird how when you stand next to the sun you cant notice anything else. then the lights go out and all of a sudden there is beauty everywhere. im always too little, too late. one day everyone finds something they can hang on to. the bottom line is im all wishes and luck. and thats how its always been. in the tides of the streets. dreaming about beautiful babies. with batting eyelashes and huge eyes. we were never supposed to know. im the golden boy. you are my golden ticket. but the tides always going out. and two months turns into two years. in the blink of an eye. youre never home. the stars look the same from the gutter. pens running low just to keep up with the tolerance. ive got big plans for new years. and thats a way off but its the only way to keep my mind off of the way things go. just know "you're not the lifeforce" pete and thats what keeps heartsbeating at night. i only thought you were someone else. a simple case of mistaken identity. romantic fraud. new york city. im always on. Wednesday, October 5th, 2005 4:40 pm hateitorloveit-theunderdogisbackontop sickest afterparty in newyorkcity. hopefully i can fly a friend or two in so i dont hide out in the corners all night. nick thinks my lj entries have been kinda wack lately. i can't say i dont agree. i am a total baby. but not a baby like usher sings about. we're making some super sick limited bartskull nikes. im tired as usual. rumor of the day: i pretty much only like sxe girls. you make me laugh too much with the stuff that gets written on the internet sometimes. my life is radical sometimes. maybe ill really update this later. i dont even know. congratulations to panic at the disco for having the sickest first week numbers ever. that band is the new everything. late at night thats pretty much what i have to listen to or i dont feel okay. this morning i got a strange phonecall to end a strange dream. bane. Tuesday, October 4th, 2005 9:22 pm "someday we'll be nostalgic for this second..." im tired. red thread. baby blues. im a mess. lovable, not that likeable. lemme hum you a sweet one. i know ive been in a rut. the underdogs back on top. im writing this story. but i wouldnt bet on the ending. sometimes this thing has become too big to even think about. but sometimes i wake up in the morning and it feels like something is missing. youknowyouknow. 6:57 pm the secret to my suckcess pinchme. dear friends, you let me fall off. i forgive you though. if you forgive me. i am out of my head. me and nick have cooked up the sickest idea ever. i am writing a movie with patrick. my tummy hurts most of the time. major disappointment, reporting for duty. wtf. sometimes OMG! i heart the drama. sometimes OMG! i do not. like emeralds just past the sun- green but not the sick inside more like the film warming up to you. the camera is waking up. little boys and girls- get up. the trouble has lifted. youre gonna be okay. "tell me that you're alright". i like wearing your clothes. they are like a bulletproof vest. mostly i miss my friends and chicago. i want to bring you all out on the road.

"...idonthavetobethekingoftheworld, as long as im..."

peace out. i need to take a nap and eat some icecream. i bought nicholas scimeca a present. im tired. act suprised, even if you're not. fake the words. say i love you hard like you hate me. Saturday, October 1st, 2005 4:48 pm life on mars by david bowie reminds me of you the dreams i have for me are just for us. i am not sure i even know what this means. the pros and con are the same. legs tangled. its the kid you loved forever. i got a feeling what they're all saying. under the spotlight you think about the inside of wedding rings. in dark bunks you think about the inside of zippers. make me yours. make me come to life. honestly. black hair and batted eyelashes. dont give up im not sure where this is all going. right on reds and at altars. thinking about the way you are with the little pudgy boy. im getting this sweet tat. she knows what im talking about. Sunday, September 25th, 2005 7:29 pm the spaces in your hand were designed to fit my fingers dear world,

i have actually been sleeping late. i think it's not cause i am depressed. rather i just need to catch up on a couple of years. i think that the last while of my life is perfectly represented in the movie "closer". not to have a whine tasting... but. the point of saying that is more- i got the chance to show some of my friends our new video the other day. and in watching it, i am really stoked that one story comes through. there is this girl in it and she loves this guy just for who he is. and they aren't the prettiest or the coolest- but the thing they have is awesome. and perfect. it made me smile to see it come across. demar for pres. 2008. my bestfriend left town yesterday. totes devistation. summer bummer. blender is throwing a little afterparty that william beckett will be djing. if youre on the g-list you will be dancing. i am going to corpse bride tonight. i lost my crackers seeing p!atd live. they gave me the balls to make some decisions. im thinking about having all my body hair waxed off because it seems particularly offensive. you dont even wanna see what ive got planned for halloween.

preview: www.infect.buzznet.com bi curious: www.clandestine.buzznet.com

my body isnt yours anymore so you dont have a say in what i do with it. im this creature that resembles me but im something different.

[swee7dream]

dr. whale cg!lee jeno x gn!little!reader

genre agere content, fluff, slice of life warnings lowercase intended, nicknames used dni if you sexualize age regression wc 786

summary jeno finds a whale in his apartment, not to fear ! he's a whale doctor.

jeno finds himself stepping over you on the floor on the way from the bedroom to the kitchen.

“floor time?” he asks.

“floor time…” you affirm, closing your eyes and sinking your back further into the carpet. “nono, can you play whale music? the kind that goes like-”

you make a very poor impression of a whale song, your voice cracking when it fails to get to the low note far out of your range.

with a soft hum, jeno’s phone is hooked up to the speakers in the living room and it doesn’t take long for real whale noises to come out of them. the sound is wide and large, the vibrations shaking you to your very core.

“whales!” you cheer as you sit on the soles of your feet, hand on either side to support you as you lean into the direction of the kitchen. “nono! you makin’ whale food?”

“maybe,” he answers cryptically behind the counter. your only clue is the sound of the knife coming down onto the cutting board and it’s not very helpful. “why? you want barnacles for dinner tonight?”

“yeah!” you giggle and flop carelessly back on your belly, rolling around. “’cause ‘m a whale!”

“you’re a whale?” jeno’s eyes peer over the counter to watch you with playful eyes. “what kind of whale are you, gumdrop?”

“mmm, a blue whale!” your gazes meet. “they’re the biggest ‘n’ the oldest animals in the whole wide world!”

“biggest and oldest?” he blinks, shocked at the information. “but… you’re so little. are you sure you’re a big blue whale, sweetheart?”

“i am!” You shoot him a toothy grin. “i jus’ a baby whale still.”

“well, little whale,” jeno places the knife down to lean on the counter. “i’ll have you know that i’m actually a marine biologist. that means it’s my job to help lost little baby animals like you get back home. i don’t know how you ended up in my house but i can’t have you die on me so I’ll get you in a nice ice cold bathtub to remind you of back home in the ocean, yeah?”

“no!” you squeal as jeno picks you up off the ground. “no, n-! mr. bilologist!”

“no?” he freezes, dropping his head to the side like a confused puppy.

“no!” you laugh. “’m a land whale!”

“a… blue land whale? a land blue whale? what on earth is that?” he frowns, sticking his face close to yours to carefully inspect you. “are you lying to me? i’ll have you know i have a phd in whaleology.”

“’m not lying, mr. whalelolo-” your eyes shift away for a second. “mr. whale doctor. ‘m a land whale! you know how regular whales gotta come up out the water to breathe oxygen ‘n’ stuff? so do land whales! we jus’ get so tired goin’ in ‘n’ out of the water we jus’ stay up here!”

“hm,” his squinted eyes continue to scan for any bluffs before he nods. “my apologies, miss whale. since i guess i was the one who was intruding in your natural habitat, could i make you dinner? it doesn’t look like you ‘land whales’ let any barnacles grow on you for food or anything like that.”

“you may,” you raise your nose to the ceiling before going back to your regular state as a little ball of giggles. “thank you, nono.”

“you’re welcome, miss- wait,” jeno is back in your face in less than a second and you hold your hands over your mouth to hide your smile and muffle your laughter. “only one person calls me that… is that- are you my gumdrop?!”

his shock turns your tittering into full-on chortles.

“yeah!” your cheeks begin to hurt from smiling so much. “’s me, nono!”

“you were a land whale this whole time?”

“no!” you shake your head at his silliness. “i was playin’ pretend, nono. jus’ pretend!”

“oh…” his lips form a small circle and he nods slowly. uncertainly, he comes in to whisper into your ear. “well, that’s really good because… i’m actually not a whalelology doctor. i just wanted to impress you… did it work?”

his shy confession softly hits the shell of your ear and it fills you with giddiness all over.

“yeah!” you hug jeno’s neck tightly. “i always think nono’s the coolest. the coolest ever.”

“thank you, baby,” he coos, dropping his head gently onto your shoulder. “wanna help me with dinner now?”

“mhm!” you wiggle until jeno puts your feet back on the ground. “can you change the whale music off? ‘s creepy…”

“that’s what you-” he cuts himself with a lighthearted scoff. “never mind. sure, gumdrop.”

a/n sorry it's a little short :( i'm trying to focus on being more consistent with posting atm so hopefully the wc will go up with time.