#didnt know how to work it into the body of the post but midnight has really good comedic elements

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magic household problems - based on a scene from @atherix 's midnight series!

here's the scene text!! it's specifically from midnight melody. ooo you are so intrigued you wanna know the context for the book thing sooo bad

as always read the tags before you read anything! :D

i completely forgot i drew this but i was reading the newest midnight installment and went OH WAIT and finished it up. it was not supposed to be colored but i was possessed

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Kinktober Day 7

Title: The Perfect Jotunn Bride

Kink: Macrophilia

Pairing: Frost Giant! Loki x f!Asgardian!Reader,

Tags/ Warnings: SMUT, macrophilia, temperature play (Frost Giant skin), descriptions of violence (not toward reader), arranged/forced marriage, dubcon, mean!Loki (he should just be a warning anyway), knife play (brief), corset, struggling to breathe (bc of the corset), nipple/breast play, thigh riding, teasing, biting/marking, pet names (see below author's note), squirting, vaginal fingering

No beta - and we're ignoring that I posted this 1 minute past midnight xoxo

Word Count: 3.1k

Summary: Your Husband, the Frost Giant Prince Loki, has come back from battle and expects to see his bride.

As always I do not give permission for my work to be reposted, translated or copied. My warnings are non-exhaustive (even though I do try to capture everything) but please read at your own risk. I am not responsible for your content consumption.

I hope you enjoy; likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated!

A/N: I had to edit this fic more than once to cut and splice things from it. I expect I'll have a part 2 (and 3) soon... I don't even wanna talk about how many words this was YEESH. I gotta learn to make a one shot and not stay up to early hours with a 6k storyline. Again, this was supposed to be LONGER 💀

I found this website here that helped with Old Norse translations (but they may be wrong!) I'll link it once I get the chance - Love, Grem x

smăr einn = little one

Part 2

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You had just barely managed to avoid the advances of your husband for the last few weeks. Too busy with the politics between realms to fully focus on you; and you were grateful for it. Your husband was ruthless, cruel and cold. That last adjective quote literally. The prince of Jotunheim was not to be trifled with; as your brother and father had found out rather perilously. Your father had sought to trick Loki and whilst his back was figuratively turned, your brother  was sent to kill him.  

Loki returned your brother’s mangled corpse back to your home, with a letter promising war unless your father’s prized possession – you – was given as penalty. Marriage with the prince of Jotunheim meant two realms were unified, which was far more prosperous  than war.  However, that meant being ripped away from your home, your family, your friends, your fiancé and everything you had ever known and being thrust into the cold, unforgiving hands of a barbaric frost giant.  You had begged, cried and pleaded with your father but nothing had changed his mind. It was set in stone.

Your new husband took joy in tormenting you on your wedding say, reminding you time and time again that you were lucky to be a negotiation prize rather than one of his spoils of war. The thought had made you shudder with terror and, thankfully, his attentions were lured away to another realm, another battle, another day spent far away from you.

You quickly learned that many of the female frost giants were unimpressed with you as a tiny little thing in comparison to their race as a whole. Your body almost entirely unequipped for Jotunheim weather. Your ladies-in-waiting were no different.  They had spoken in their native tongue in front of you, clearly, discussing you and how you probably didnt meet their standards nor their prince’s. You’d stayed quiet and fiddled with your hands, unsure of how to approach them or speak to them. Everything you knew about frost giants was from your culture; which labelled them as blood-thirsty barbarians. Though, the ice fortress you resided in was immaculate and strictly designed – different from your home in Asgard yet no less civilised.  That was a good starting point.

over the course of the week’s your husband’s absence, you focused on befriending your ladies-in-waiting. You asked about their culture, their lives and the language they spoke. If you were going to be here until the end of your days, you may as well know what is being said behind your back and, well, to your face.

You picked up words quickly, studying in the silence of the enormous bed chamber. You had borrowed a few children’s books from the library, and one or two on the flora and fauna of Jotunheim, though you could only appreciate the pictures thus far.

The bed chamber was far too big   for you, perfect size for your husband, you supposed. Large wooden bookcases adorned the far wall, and there was a small (well small for a giant) fireplace adorned with a fur rug from a creature you couldn’t name, but it was soft. The bed itself was so huge you practically drowned in the covers. It was cosy but you agreed with yourself it was probably cosy because your husband was not there with you.

Yet.

One morning, after waking up  relatively late, your ladies-in-waiting were busying about the bedroom.  

“What’s going on?” you ask nervously, already anticipating the answer.

Gertrud, the more social of the two giantess’, gave you a smile as she paused her dusting of the bookshelf. “Prince Loki is returning from battle today.”

You suppress a shiver and try to smile, but you’re not confident you look entirely happy. “Wonderful.”

Gertrud continues regardless, her face contorting to an excited, doe eyed look.  “He’s sent you a gift ahead of his arrival, my lady.”

“Oh,” you say, trying to sound chipper. In the very short time you had spent in Jotunheim, Loki had only ever taunted you, albeit briefly. A gift was... new. And you didn’t like it one bit.  “How thoughtful of him.”

“He left instruction for you to wear it on his return.” Gertrud says wistfully, as if it’s the most romantic thing she could dream of.

“Wear?” You speak before you can process what’s been said, the shock in your tone evident. Your mouth goes dry and heat burns its way to your cheeks. You weren’t stupid. Wearing something for his return only meant one thing. Your stomach becomes a pit and you have to scream at yourself internally to stop from swaying.

Gertrud mistakes the your shock and flushed face as a sign of excitement, not of worry and fear.  “I must say the garment – whatever it is – is not from Jotunheim. Your husband  must have acquired it for you, my lady.” Gertrud pauses to smile over at you. “I think our prince is quite taken with his bride.”

You flush a deeper shade of pink and clear your throat. “So it would seem.” You murmur carefully. “Where is the garment? What is it?”

Gertrud places the duster down and heads to a dresser on the otherside of the room, picking up a package and handing it over to you. You delicately take the package from her, shivering at the coolness of her skin, and begin to unwrap it. To your surprise, and utter embarrassment, it’s a corset with matching underwear. Gertrud’s eyebrows raise and she gives you a knowing smirk. You bury your face in your hands.

“I do not need to know what that thing is to know it’s intent,” She says smugly. “As I said, our prince is taken with his bride.”

You peek out from your fingers, eyeing the corset.  It’s blue – frost giant blue to be exact – with white lace detail across the bust and back, and white ribbon zigzagging up the back. If this was your husband’s idea of a sick joke, it worked. You still couldn’t decide if you were going to vomit from nervousness.

Gertrud pats your shoulder gently, again misreading your embarassment as bashfulness.

“I will run your bath, my lady. I do not know how to help you into that... thing.” She eyed the corset suspiciously. “But I will ensure that you are ready for your husband’s return.”

You only nod, anxiety twisting your stomach into knots. You should have known this would be inevitable.

You pace fretfully around the large bedroom. You’d wrapped yourself in a robe, hiding your corset and matching underwear, feeling too exposed even for the man who was your husband. You’d attempted to study again, books and notes strewn across the fur rug in front of the crackling fireplace, but the nervousness of your first night with your husband had you too worried to think.

You’d shooed Gertrud away as quickly as you could, after being bathed in the nicest oils and scents imaginable, softening your skin to butter. You’d fiddled with your corset, tightening it possibly too tight, and after one look in the mirror making heat rise where it definitely shouldn’t you’d throat on your robe.

You’d been pacing for an hour, or thereabouts. Word of Loki’s return to Jotunheim had spread like wildfire  within the fortress, yet  he still hadn’t come to see you. Any other time you would have been grateful but you knew that he was tormenting you; keeping you on edge until he decided to visit. You even contemplated running and hiding but you knew the risk; Loki had whispered as much to you at your wedding banquet, reminding you that if you ran away all out war would ensue. Starting with your father’s head on a spike.  You also knew that hiding would only deny the inevitable; you would eventually have to share a bed with your husband and as a wife, you were expected to bear his children. You shuddered again.

The door to the chambers opened. Your head whipped up, hands clutching at your robe tightly without thought, as you watched Loki enter.  He towered above you, easily twelve feet high maybe more, but he must have came from one of the bathrooms because his blue skin trickled with water droplets from his long raven’s wing hair, and he held a towel around his waist.  You averted your gaze to the fire, face flushing. Despite it all, he was still attractive.

Loki’s chuckle echoes throughout the chamber and the door shuts behind him.

“What? No welcome for your husband?”  He sneers. You don’t have to look to know his lips are curled into that cruel smile you’ve grown accustomed to. “And I see you’re not wearing your gift.”

You look over at him as he approaches, too scared to move. “I-I am.” You  murmur, regretting the words as they leave your mouth.

Loki sits on the rug in front of you, on leg up the other flush against the rug, the towel leaving little to the imagination. His red eyes stay on you as he smirks, eyebrows rising in surprise.

“Well,” He gestures at your robe. “Let your husband see.”

Your face burns, your palms are sweaty against your robe, and you pause. You look at your feet, clearing your throat.

“a-aren’t you going to tell me about your battle?” your attempt for stalling is dismissed immediately.

“Later. Show me. Before I remove it for you.”

You nod quickly and with a shaky breath, you untie your robe and let the garment pool at your feet. You would attempt to cover yourself but you aren’t even naked, which somehow makes it worse as you feel Loki’s crimson eyes rake over you.  Your chest his flushed and heaves  in the corset, ribbon straining with each breath. Your breasts look like they might spill over at any given moment and   You feel a little light headed from the entire situation. 

“Come closer, wife.” Loki curls a finger at you and you take a few tentative steps closer until you’re stood between his knees, still staring at your feet. His finger tilts your chin up to look at him. The coolness of his finger makes you shiver but when you meet his eyes, there’s a softness you don’t expect to see. “You look beautiful.”

You don’t quite gasp, but your mouth makes a small ‘o’ in shock. You hadn’t expected something so sincere, let alone nice and it makes heat surge between your thighs.

“Thank you, Loki.” You say softly. Loki shifts his legs, eyes not leaving yours as his lips twitch upwards into a smirk. His gaze flits behind you to your notes and his smirk widens into a grin.

“Ah, my wife has been busy whilst I’ve been gone.” He comments, gaze flicking back to you.  “Come into my arms and tell me what you’re working on, smár einn.”

The foreign words tickle at your memory but you can only recognise the word one. You take another few steps forward, squeaking with surprise when Loki’s cold forearm  wraps around your waist, guiding you to straddle a large, muscular thigh. The icyness of his skin against the warmth between your thighs makes you audibly gasp, and Loki chuckles.  

“Happy I’m home?” He teases, your back meeting his torso as he cages you in around his thigh. Wisps of his hair tickle at your shoulders, and a cool kiss is placed at your nape makes you startle. “Because I’m happy to be back. I thought you wouldn’t wear this for me.”

Your blushing isn’t missed by Loki nor is the throb of your cunt on his thigh. When you don’t answer, Loki’s nose runs along your nape, making you shiver again. You’re breathing harder, your breasts bobbing with each breath, as you try to get as much air into your lungs as possible. You feel like you’re suffocating, even though Loki’s grip loose on your waist.

Loki doesn’t seem to notice, or perhaps he doesn’t care, he’s too busy being smug about your excitement for him, and continues to tease you about your corset; how you look like the perfect Jotun bride now. You mumble thanks at his teases, trying not to look at him and trying not to think of anything, but Loki start to trail icy kisses up your neck that burn your skin in their wake. You mewl quietly and shift your legs causing more friction against your cunt which in turn makes you squeeze your thighs around his gigantic thigh and you notice that the same raised lines on the tough blue skin of his arms and face are on his legs too. Loki nips gently at you shoulder, eliciting a strangled yelp from you.

“That’s it, warm me up, smăr einn.” He taunts, licking the skin he’d bitten with a luke-warm tongue. “Rutting against me like a bitch in heat, no instruction needed.”

Shame floods you at his taunt but so does a throb of excitement. Loki kisses at your neck a little more hungrily in response, earning another few short gasps from you.

“Go on,” He urges in a low, mocking tone. “You want to – I can feel that you want to.”

You whimper pathetically, rolling your hips forward for more friction. Your lip quivers and you bit down – hard – you’ll be dammed if you let him think he wins by seeing you cry. But your giant husband only sneers down at you. Your clit brushes against one of the raised ridges of his skin; electricity crashing through you as you gasp loudly, falling forward onto your palms. Your nails dig into his tough skin when you hear him chuckle, face flushing with anger as you glare in his direction. Loki only mocks you further, holding a hand up in faux-surrender.

“I’m sorry, wife.” He says smugly, watching your reaction. “Please, continue fucking yourself on my thigh.”

You fluster again, but the light-headedness you felt earlier returns. This time, though, instead of struggling to breathe you feel faint and you sway and swoon atop Loki’s thigh. Loki raises an eyebrow, vexed at your actions, before realising that you aren’t faking. Something akin to concern crosses his face and he gets to his feet, holding you close as he takes you to his large bed.

He places you down somewhat gently, your breathing laboured, the constriction from the corset aching at your ribs. You can’t seem to get enough air into your lungs at they scream at your for it. When you look at your husband you wonder briefly if he’ll leave you to die like this and when he pulls a knife from his bedside table, you think he will be the one to take your life instead. The blade is cold against the heat of your skin. Loki doesn’t rush. He trails the tip of the blade down your sternum, between your breasts, to the lacy frill of your corset.

“I can remove this if you so wish,” he says coolly, pressing the blade into your skin, but not hard enough to draw blood. “But I need to hear you beg.”

You want to kick him for the heat that pools between your legs. He knows you’re struggling to breathe with this God forsaken corset on and somehow he manages to find a way to please himself.

“Please.” You huff, but Loki clicks his tongue.

“No, no.” He chides. “Properly.”

His eyes meet yours, and you can feel the challenge emanating from them. You grit your teeth and take a small breath, trying to avoid crushing your ribs. In a small voice you beg him in the way he’s requested.

“Please, husband.” You mumble. “Please, help me.”

The ripping of the ribbons are swift. Your beautiful but bone-crushingly tight corset falls away and you inhale a deep breath that transforms into a gasp when Loki’s mouth finds your nipples and sucks them almost lovingly. Your hands root into his thick black hair, mind drawing a blank, as a cold hand tweaks the nipple he isn’t paying attention to with his mouth. You couldn’t push him away even if you wanted to, not with a giant’s strength. However at this moment in time, you didn’t want him far from you.

Your gasps and moans fill the chamber and Loki smirks up at you from where he’s latched to your breast. Peppering kisses to every inch of skin he can manage, Loki finally finds a supple piece of skin above your left breast that he deems the perfect space for a mark. A mark to show the world that you are his. Only his.

He bites down onto the skin, feeling the vessels burst between his teeth and growls at you when you tug at his hair with a pained yell. You writhe beneath him as he sucks and kisses the spot he marked, the gesture is almost sweet, loving, but you’re too busy feeling too turned on to care. His hands large hands move down to remove what’s left of your underwear, a long, cool finger teasing at your folds.

“Loki,” you say his name with no air left in your lungs, your body trembling under his touch. You’re no longer fighting the desire you feel, which stirs something within Loki’s icy chest. He looks down at you, head tilted faux-curiously, unable to resist teasing you.

“That’s the first time you’ve used my name.” He comments, watching your face contort in pleasure as his index finger breaches your dripping core. “I believe you deserve a reward for being such a good wife.”

His digit pumps you at a vicious pace that, after the assault on your sensitive breasts, sends you careening over the edge of ecstasy quickly. You coat his finger with your cum, chanting his name desperately, strangling his finger with your pussy as he helps you ride out your high. Your legs twitch as you watch him with half lidded gaze as he remove his finger from you with a smirk. He towers over you and before you can say a word, he’s peppering you with soft, cold kisses.

“My smăr einn,” he says softly. “You did well tonight. I look forward to seeing what tomorrow will bring.”

You don’t think about what he could mean, your brain is too foggy and you feel too wonderful to want to dampen the wonderful elation you’re feeling; something you haven’t felt in weeks. You don’t even complain when Loki curls over you, allowing him to wrap himself around you under the sheets of your bed. Nor do you move away when Loki kisses your head and wishes you goodnight; something he’s never done before.

As you drift to sleep, anxiety of the day and the high provided by your orgasm taking its toll, you wonder if maybe your relationship with Loki could be better than you had expected.

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Can you write some stuff about Spot with one bed trope. You can either write pre collider or after collider. Which one is easy. I just have this idea for days and you I love your writings

one bed trope with Jonathan Ohnn!

basically jonathan has a crush on reader, no confession happens, and reader isnt confirmed or denied to reciprocate mostly just jon watching you sleep and thinking about what could be admin got a little silly not proof read, the bangers im listening too were too intense, we die like the spider that bit miles not sure how long this post is going to be! im not used to typing on an actual computer so my shoulders going stiff </3 anyways!

honestly i wouldnt put it past him to not get a room with one bed on purpose/hj

but lets assume he didnt and this is a genuine coincidence, because i think his misery and half hidden crush would be funny

gonna do a middle road here and assume spot has a crush on reader but hasnt confessed yet; whether reader feels the same is going to be up in the air

you see his body language immediately change when he sees the single bed in the room; you two had booked a hotel for the night for one reason for another

perhaps a work trip?

regardless the point still stands that there is only one bed

he offers to sleep on the floor, he doesnt mind it for one night, he can suck it up and-

you stop him before he can go on a full thing about how you can have the entire bed to yourself and how his back can stand sleeping on the floor for a few hours

yeah, no, with how hes always hunched over himself, his back will most certainly not thank him in the morning...

thank god the room is dim, otherwise youd see just how red his face is... not that his nervousness wasnt evident with how he was stumbling over himself

you convince him to take the left half of the bed, while you take the right

oh boy this is awkward

the air feels so thick, like you could cut straight through it... or is that just jonathons thinking?

his back is to you, so his face isnt right in yours; whether that makes it more awkward he cant tell...

he considered breaking the silence, but stopped himself; what if you were already alseep

you werent talking..

he carefully rolled onto his back and looked at you, hoping he wasnt too obvious

you were asleep already.... oh how he envied you, for dropping so fast

he turned, now facing you, alone with his thoughts

his mouth parted, before closing again

what? was he really going to talk to you, while you were knocked out?

"get real..." he thought to himself

he wasnt sure how long he ended up laying there, but for the majority of the time he was awake he thought about you

every part that he liked, everything that he wanted to tell you, the future he wanted to have with you

he wanted to hold you, to take you out and spoil you. maybe even move in together in a nice house? maybe even, if you wanted, have kids? he never really saw himself as a father but if you wanted him to be, he'd step up-

and and

he would make sure that you knew you were valued to at least one person, everyday, and would remind you how much he loved you, and...

but-

but you were coworkers; and thats how it would likely remain..

"but," hed interject, only to shoot himself down

it was agonizing, actually

that repeating cycle of thoughts kept up until his eyelids were about to close

but as he was about to drift off, your form suddenly scooted closer to him

eyes wide he looked at you, oh god were you awake the entire time he was staring?

no

you were still asleep

on one hand he was relieved that he wasnt caught being... weird... and his body relaxed' but on the other hand he felt his heart wretch knowing that you werent really. snuggling into him on purpose

as much as he wanted to stay close by and nuzzled into you, he shifted himself to the edge of the bed and sat up

he looked at the clock, it was a few hours past midnight...

he pulled himself up, and tugged himself to the bathroom

yeah... there was no way he was going to be able to sleep with you in the bed... not that it was your fault..! its just..

he frowned, desperately avoiding accidentally glancing at himself in the mirror

no, you would never... right?

when morning comes and you eventually wake up and question his absence in bed and the circles around his eyes he dismisses you with a simple "oh i couldnt sleep, the bed was uncomfortable,"

poor guy

[xiumya]

Midnight Snacks | KTH

Title: Midnight Snacks (Teaser)

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Word count: around 1500

Warnings: Minors DNI! While this teaser is mild, my writing is NOT appropriate for minors. Will block any users without age in bio, no exceptions. Please be honest.

Tags: Angst, smut(not in teaser), Sneaky Links, Hidden identity

Summary: You thought you were past your childish insecurities. You thought you steeled yourself against the idea of romance and relationships. You didnt want it, you didn't need it, nor did you seek it out. But Tae? You never expected him to be the one to shake you to core core...

AN: This is just a teaser of a WIP i was inspired to write from one of Tae's lives before he enlisted. This is my first time posting my work at least not since my Amino days. I'm not sure how long the completed work will be, but I hope it becomes something you all look forward to reading🥰. This is just one of my babies and there is more to come in the future... Let me know what you think!

You tossed and turned in a bad attempt at trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. It's like the bed had suddenly turned into the most uncomfortable piece of furniture you owned. But it wasn’t, and you knew that. The problem was him. You never expected to become a fiend. In fact, you never expected anything from him. Not his gaze. Not his interest. Not him dicking you down so good your body is now restless.

You sigh and pull a pillow over your face, kicking your feet while using the pillow to muffle the sound as you loudly groan in frustration. “Fuck you Kim Taehyung....” you whisper into the darkness of the room. That’s the problem though. You want to fuck him, and he has been M.I.A. You know a lot is going on for him, but damn not even phone sex? Oh well, maybe that toy you bought could... who are you kidding, it could never. You kicked the blankets back and got out of bed, grabbing and draping a light robe over your short set as you made your way to the kitchen. You tossed your phone on the counter, deciding to have a late-night snack before forcing yourself to sleep. You did your best to ignore the conclusion your heart and mind had come to. The conclusion that made sense of why you were really so restless. The conclusion that honestly scared you shitless.

It didn’t make sense in your world. He didn't make sense in your world. But is that really a bad thing?

Your phone vibrated, lighting up with a notification. “Hmm? Tae is live?..... Asshole” you said tapping on it. you smiled at the screen, seeing that the chaos he caused yesterday with a single pic of cut hair was just a prank against his fans. You bit your lip, taking in how good he looks with his new haircut.

“Let’s play with fire, hmmm....”

You grabbed a bowl of cherries, sitting at the island on the nearest bar stool. You were determined to get a rise out of him and set out on your mission. It was likely he wouldn’t even see your messages, so no matter what, it's all for giggles on your part. He played music and sang along and for a moment you found yourself mesmerized; swaying to the melody of his voice and allowing it to reach every fiber of your being. You found yourself pressing your thighs together, the feeling that had formed between them a stark reminder of your initial task.

LayOverMeTae: I see we’re working fuckboi hours, huh?

LayOverMeTae: have you eaten today? How about a midnight snack?

You saw his eyes scanning the screen as he read the comments. It was slight, but something he read caused his mouth to quirk up into a smirk. With that, you could only assume he read your comment but, more than likely it was a reaction to the multitude of users asking the same questions. He reached over grabbing his phone, scrolling before finding what he was looking for. He tapped away on the screen for a moment before placing the device off screen again. He leaned closer to the camera, a smug grin on his face.

“I just ordered something to eat everyone. Let's see how long it takes to get here.”

A text message popped up on your screen no sooner than he said that. You smirked, a giddiness building in your stomach as you tapped on his name.

The Sneakiest Link: I'm ravenous. You should come feed me....

You didn't waste any time getting ready to leave the house. You replaced your robe with a hoodie instead, not bothering to change the short set you were wearing. You pulled on a pair of Ugg’s and left the house. You kept the live playing on your phone, smiling as he played some Keyshia Cole. “What you know about Keyshia, Tae” you said to yourself. You stopped at a red light; Tae’s live still playing on your phone as you hummed along to the songs.

“What did I order? Hmmmm?” you hear him read a comment, amusement in his voice.

“Guess! If you guess right, I’ll tell you and eat it while on this live. If not........I'll still eat it, just not with you all watching”.

You heard the teasing tone in his voice; pure mischief and chaos. While Army took it as an innocent game with their idol, you knew better. You knew the devilish games he liked to play, and you knew it was why you felt a knot twist in the pit of your stomach. Excitement. You were almost at his place when a thought struck you. This is Tae, there’s a VERY HIGH chance he just wanted you to bring him food. “Fuck..aren’t we a little too ready?” you ask aloud, addressing the organ between your legs. You turned the car around and headed back to the food stall you saw not too long ago. “His ass better be grateful. I know he would use that damn Tata mic face against me....” you groan as you walk up to the food stall. You got back into the car, an order of everything the sweet lady had available in hand. One thing you came to know about Tae, his appetite was just as big as his sex drive.

You sat in your car, a sudden feeling that maybe you were too eager to see him, gripping you. A feeling that maybe you were, once again, reading too much into the situation between the two of you. Maybe he just wanted a feast of the body and not this domestically sweet gesture of you bringing him food. You stared at your phone, still in its mount and playing the live, suddenly feeling like a fool for giving into your base desires. You knew when you started seeing him, that it had to be no strings attached; no expectations of anything more than what it was, is what you told yourself. So why now do you feel anything towards the idea of it being more? You glance at the bag of food, then to the back seat where you keep an overnight bag just in case, the weight of what the two represents for you feeling entirely too heavy. In a moment when you really shouldn’t be thinking about any of this, you find your self-doubt and slight insecurities taking hold of you. You had essentially given up on relationships and dating, the weight of having your expectations shattered became too much, and you essentially gave up on it by pouring yourself into your work at a neck-break pace. Moments like this rarely surfaced’ at least not until you met Tae.

You shake your head clear of the thoughts “Get it together Y/N, it's just fucking food…” grabbing the bag and your phone, exiting the car. You made your way up to his condo, turning the live off as you approached his front door. “Here we go...” you said, taking a breath and pressing the doorbell.

You tucked your phone in your hoodie pocket and held the bag of food up in front of the camera. You knew it would take him a moment, to answer since he was still doing his live. Not too long passed before you heard the locks turning on his door

Tae’s POV

It had been quite a while since he last saw you. He found that thought to be bothersome to him for some reason. The two of you were hot and heavy for a while, but now it seems like you may have lost interest. Between both of your schedules being hectic and with everything that has been happening, neither of you has really had the time to hook up. At least that’s what he tells himself to keep from thinking about the worst-case scenario; from thinking about how uncanny coincidences turned into a series of hook ups; from thinking about how he may want even more than just late nights and stolen moments. To keep from thinking that maybe that’s all you really want from him. But it was whatever. Between work and his pending military enlistment, would it even be worth it to keep something going?

“Taehyung? Are you even listening?” his manager’s voice pulled him from the riddle of his thoughts. “Don’t go out anywhere tonight. After your little haircut stunt, I’m pretty sure if you are spotted Army will cause a scene”. Ah right.... the picture. A grin pulls across his features, a tell that he found what he did hilarious. Army would be upset, but it would help soften the blow for when he finally does cut it all off. His manager leaves him, reminding him to not go out anywhere, not even the convenience store. Well fuck, there goes his plan for a midnight stroll.

He scrolled TikTok for a while before deciding to go live on Weverse. At the very least he could alleviate his boredom with Army. Plus, if you weren’t already asleep, you would tune in. Right? He grabbed a hoodie and headed to his computer room. He scrolled through his playlists, before selecting one to match his mood. He listened and scrolled for a bit before turning his camera on and starting his live.

“Annyeong...” he greeted his viewers as he saw comments flooding in. He smiled at the camera, a look of mischief shining through as he read comments about his hair. He knew well that Army were going through various mourning stages thinking he had cut all his hair off. The panic they had that he was already the trademark egghead for military enlistment kind of amused him. “You’re all surprised huh? I didn't really cut it off, just a trim” he explained. He read comments and listened to songs for a bit, enjoying this time. He had to admit that it was nice, but he was growing a bit bored.

He watched as multiple comments, asking had he had eaten dinner, began to flood the screen. He hadn’t eaten anything except a piece of fruit earlier in the night, but Army didn’t really need to know that, right? He watched the screen as he sang along, a particular comment catching his attention.

LayOverMeTae? The name was unique, he had to give them that. He couldn’t be sure, since you never told him your username, but the comment reeked of you. “A midnight snack huh?” he thought to himself. A smirk appeared on his face as he grabbed his phone to text you, scrolling past the barrage of unread messages to find yours

Might be Satan?: I'm ravenous. You should come feed me....

[chocottang]

(looks at the time, midnight) perfect time for posting!

silly little animatic for a silly little au i will yap about under the cut. but basically, the shadows are humans, and gold is the illegitimate son of mr. golden, so he has to deal with lots of shit. also i KNOW the audio is not synced but IM NOT editing that again. i refuse

ok i will probably not make an actual comic or anything for the au so ill just tell you all about it rn even though im eepy and thus will probably forget things. also i didnt read through All Of That a second time so im sorry if theres mistakes or incomprenhensible sentences

uhhh the idea came to me bc i wanted to make human versions of shadows, but i thought itd be boring if all the shadows were just twins of their human with the exact same trauma. dont get me wrong its very interesting to see two characters deal with the same issues very differently but when its ALL of the pairs it can get boring (to ME, this is just my own feelings). so i went hey, famous people seem to never stop cheating, what if we did that instead? and boom gold illegitimate son was born. also when i say mr. golden i dont mean golden's dad, i mean golden and joy's grandpa. I KNOW. GROSS. thats kinda the point. it also wasn't like, a one night stand that went wrong, this man had a whole ass second family. technically not cheating though bc his wife was already dead, but still not good.

so. gold was just living his silly little normal life with his mom and semi-absent father (they would say he was just very busy with work and travelled abroad and all that, which is the exact same excuse he'd give golden when he want visit gold)(also gold's mom was very much aware of the whole thing from the start) when suddenly him and his mom got into a car accident. gold got scars and a broken arm, while his mom took most of the blow. her upper body was mostly okay bc gold was able to see the car coming from her side and instinctively pulled his mom away, but he could only move her upper body to the side, and her lower back and legs took the blow. so, with his mom hospitalized, the authorities obviously asked him to call his dad to come over. so he did, and mr. golden showed up. and obviously the news immediatly caught on to this and made it a scandal. the local rich old guy with a company that has always had a brand of helping society with their innovations turned out to have a second family, and a son who is around his grandchildren's age. how could u NOT report that. anyways, gold's mom needs to be hospitalized for AT LEAST a couple of months, so gold moves in with his dad. and of course, has to face his dad's "official" family.

now, gold had known that he was "illegitimate" for a while now. it was kind of impossible to ignore with golden's popularity. but he had never really processed it fully, it was sort of an unspoken thing that everyone in the household was aware everyone else knew, but no one wanted to mention it. as if by doing so it would suddenly become real and break the illusion of their "perfect" little family. but now he has to deal with the hard truth (and new trauma due to the car crash! yay!). he decides to try and "compensate" the heavy blow that his dad's reputation took for his, uh, existance, and decided to start helping around the company. he immediatly starts taking way too much work, because he feels guilty and wants to feel validated by his dad, to feel like he's also his "real" family, that he deserves to be called his son. and also because he never got that much attention from him anyways. he's now deathly afraid of losing his family, after almost losing his mom, so he tries his absolute best to be everything his dad wants and do everything he says. he was always kind of a pushover, because his dad was always emotionally distant and bareley showed up, but he had his mom around to compensate, but now that he feels he could lose her at any moment, that flaw skyrocketed in intensity.

that attitude also translates with the rest of the family, especially the cousins: golden, joy and jay. golden DOES NOT trust gold. he's convinced that gold started working in the company because he only wants the money, or the fame, or maybe the whole company (since gold would technically be before golden in the heritage, itd be much easier). but that's mostly his own trauma regarding feeling used for money by almost everyone he loves acting up. golden also dislikes gold bc he reminds him of the things he hates about himself, bending over backwards just to get affection from the old fart. soo yeah golden has issues and gold kind of embodies all of them (like a shadow. get it. haha.)

joy tries VERY hard to be nice to gold and seem accepting and like she's okay with all of this but she has very conflicting feelings. she always kind of idealized her grandpa, so knowing that he actually sucks is kind of driving her crazy (she is unaware of how much golden is fucked up bc honestly shes got fucked up in similar ways, having to appeal to her parents for affection and working her ass off as a maid basically, so it just seems normal). also, she feels iffy about gold, she doesn't distrust him like golden, she truly believes gold is just a normal kid, but she's VERY frustrated about the fact that he started working for the company just like that. she always wanted to work alongside her grandpa, she thought the company's ideals were lovely, but she was always shut off because she's a girl. so she explored her passion for music, which was encouraged, but only as a hobby, while golden got to make a succesful career out of it with the help of the family. and now this random kid who had never had ANYTHING to do with the company is working for it and being taught everything she wanted to know. it's completely unfair and it makes her seethe. but she knows its not gold's fault, and she keeps excusing her family, so she just hides it and hides it and tries to pretend she's okay with all of this.

jay is the only person who seems to be ok with gold. she loves attention and she hates being bored, so a sudden family scandal that gives them tons of media attention and makes all of her posts blow up is literally perfect for her. and it's all thanks to gold! she doesn't find him especially interesting as a person, but everything surrounding him is. and hes a total pushover! so she gets to make him carry her stuff, do things for her and crack jokes at his expense all she wants. she also just finds is funny that he's technically her uncle. gold knows that she's taking advantage of him, but he doesn't mind that much, because she at least doesnt hate him like golden and joy seem to do. and sometimes she's not an asshole, sometimes she genuinly enjoys his presence. let's just say that the bar is in hell

also. if i did things right u will probably tell that gold is fat, especially in comparison to the cousins. and thaaats because the golden family is actually naturally fat, but grandpa encouraged them to be thin to "protect them from the media". golden and jay have quite unhealthy habits, while joy just eats healthy and exercises, which is why she's not stick thin. since gold was never meant to be in the public eye he was allowed to just exist so hes a normal kid who doesnt give a fuck. other design notes, the broken arm and scars represents gold's face markings and completely black hand. and i gave him glasses because everyone gives him glasses and i think thats awesome

also uhh he becomes friends with the villains (who are the student council)nbecause owynn wants to get that golden family clout. gold joins the council as an assistant because hey! being useful! he's good at that and it may earn him a friendship. there he meets cami and they immediately recognize that they're similar. always doing what someone asks, always so serious, always calm and efficient, working towards their goal, never taking up space. soo they spends more time together (also bc gold is her assistant) and start leaning on each other. they become close. they also like that they're so blunt with everyone and each other, it makes conversation easier for them. and also they have a crush on each other because of course they do im PREDICTABLE.

uhhh idk if i have anything left to say if u read all of that hi. i love you

[lily-blue-blue-lily]

i made a poll about taylor swift. it slightly made my notes a living hell for a week. heres some info i gathered from it cos i figure some people might find it interesting!

(gonna put a keep reading thing cos this might get long!)

- the post got 36k votes and 7.5k notes and really made it round every possible opinion on taylor swift there could be

- it was a lot more negative than i was expecting. i accidentally found my way onto swiftie instagram a few months ago and now my instagram algorithm thinks thats all i wanna watch so i think maybe my perception of how many people are actually are a fan of her is a bit skewed?

- that being said, in general, people were actually very reasonable and had very nuanced opinions in the notes, which was a little surprising

- however, the people who really really dont like her have absolutely zero chill

- tumblr swifties are a lot better than instagram swifties

- i should have made some options on the poll which included being completely neutral/having no opinions on her as a person, thats my bad

- a lot of people think shes hot, regardless of their opinions on her or her music

- the main reasons, roughly in order, for people disliking her are:

1. her fans

2. the private jet thing

3. the matty healy thing

4. her having a white woman victim complex

5. her being a nepo baby (something i wasnt aware of before this poll)

6. her music being overplayed at peoples places of work (which is so valid, i cant listen to cardigan without wanting to die for this very reason!)

(there were other reasons people disliked her but these are main ones)

- a lot of people who said they didnt like her music did have one or two songs that they said were the exception. these are all the ones i saw specified:

- love story

- you belong with me

- innocent

- blank space

- look what you made me do

- bad blood

- the best day

- safe and sound

- no body no crime

- style

- anti-hero

- we are never ever getting back together

- tolerate it

- seven

- you're on your own kid

- long live

- never grow up

- also quite a lot of people said they disliked her music with the exception of one album. the albums i most saw specified for this were 1989, fearless and speak now.

- a lot of people, regardless of their overall opinion on her/her music dislike midnights

- a lot of people said they only liked her music up until red. alternatively, quite a lot people said they have only liked her music released since red.

- i learnt about gaylors (and kaylors) through this poll. i didnt really know that was a thing. it confuses me. (shoutout to the anon i got about it, i dont agree with you and dont really get it, but you were also one of the nicest people towards me on this poll so i very much appreciate that, thank you!)

- on that topic, everyone, regardless of their opinions on taylor, seems to be annoyed by gaylors. (except the gaylors themselves).

- i got frequently (and sometimes quite aggressively) accused of being a swiftie on this poll due to the range of options on it. im not actually a swiftie, im just bad at making polls! i have very complicated opinions on her that frequently change, which is the main reason i made the poll, i wont go into detail on my thoughts on her here (nor did i on the actual poll) but im happy to explain my thoughts fully if someone asks!

- finally, here are some tags that made me laugh!

and this tag, which might be the most baffing thing anyone has ever added to one of my posts:

theres probably more absolute gems hidden in the notes, but this poll got a lot of tags and replies and there was no way i could read everything!

thanks for reading and please dont take any of this too seriously, i made the poll due to my own curiosity and this post is just for anyone else interested!

[ireallydontunderstandpeopleatall]

i talked to my therapist today and broke down when she asked me about richard since he took care of me during surgery and after. i told her my feelings came back and it hurts to know we can't be together and it made me hopeful that maybe we can try again but then after a few days he went back to the person he usually is that rather play a game with his cousin than watch a travelers guide to love on netflix with me and Aden. And how he got argumentative and lost patience for me when i would snap at him when i wish he would just roll with my punches and let it go because he loved me, but he doesn't. therapist told me that it sounds like i desire having somene i told her i have always been a long term relationship type of person and i wuld still like to find my person. she told me i should seriously think about what i really want so when i go to look i will know what i want. she said it can be fwb if iwant some more years with my son or meet someone for long term, whatever my heart desires but i think she doesnt want to see me sad over richard anymore, and i agree. still not sure if i want or ready for a relationship right away or if i even have time but the thought of meeting more people is nice. then later in the day im reading about a woman trying to cope with being cheated on and the experiences other women posted really got me emotional because i felt all of that that they went through and i started crying. then i showed it to richard and told him he doesnt deserve me. then he didn't text me until he got off of work. i was still feeling emotional at midnight so i msged him and asked how was his nap, then i started pouringmy heart out to him and told him i want to meet someone else. i cried so hard, i was not angry, i just wanted him to know how i feel. i told him i love him and i wish we were still getting married. i miss us . like alot . i remember when he was here i loved looking at his perfect body even thoug he has gained weight it did not bother me because he will always be attractive to me, i love his long salt and pepper hair, i never thought i would find grey hair attractive but it looks so damn good on him i remember when i saw it in person for the first time and i couldnt stop staring and i remember thinking it's actually very hot, like he's a greying man in his 30s but he rocked it so well and it would make me weak when i saw it everytime after that, down or in a ponytail i loved it all, brushing it was so romantic. his beautiful green eyes that i could look at forever. hes not even the hottest guy ive been with, he might not even be in the top 5 but certain features of his are just so magical and straight up sexy. i was estatic when i thought of us gettng married. but anyway, i told him i cant get over him cheating on me and how i will never be the same, also that i didnt want to live my life being sad over him. he probbly did me a favor though bc i can't do all his rapture talk, his hate for things that did not affect him and his crazy ass animated over talkative personality and of course his cheating ways and sexism and how he is just clueless about women bc he never took the time to learn us. he is a whole ass cringefest and the most toxic thing is how he isn't even aware of it. when men think that being like that is just "a part of their personality" and changing it would be "chnging them" and how they act dramatic like it would be stealing their identity. eye roll. that's just their pathetic excuse to never do better. this started out sad and nis now feeling like it ended in realizzation but maybe that's bc I already cried all i could tonight and the emotional stuff has left and I'm only feeling logic now or something. idk

[mhacentral]

Bakugo's "Death"

Lets be honest, if you have watched any shonen and have half a brain, you would know bakugo wasnt going to die. The last time i can think of a main character dying in the final arc is maybe demon slayer.... but like that was the end of the series. For more typical lighthearted battle shonen like this, where its all about positivity, main characters dont die. Hell MHA is even worse when it comes to this, as the only good character who has died is Midnight.... she didnt really do much in the series. Hell look at Torino and even Endeavor, they had extremely lofe threatening injuries. Hell Deku is even an example of pulling shit out of thin air.... its been built up throughout the ENTIRE series he was getting closer and closer to losing a limb.... nope OFA and his body work better together now, so no permanent injury. Now we have Bakugo who is the deutagonist and the consistently most popular character..... lol SJ and editors have a lot more control over these series than you think, he wasnt going to stay dead.

WIith that said, what pisses me off, is how they are bringing him back. With Edgeshot.... reallly.... like WTF. This is even worse than the Star and Stripes bullshit. The worst part is, I see how much potential MHA had with its characters and it being set in a post marvel time where super hero powers are the norm. This series could have been amazing, but at this point Im just hoping for a half decent ending.... please give me that Shonen Jump and Horikoshi.

[jaekaicx]

sasharcy for ask game :0??

:D !!!!!

send me a pairing and i’ll tell u who…

proposes - sasha most likely

kills the spiders - neither. sashas too freaked out by them and marcy doesnt like killing them so they just trap them and puts them outside

comes home drunk at 3 am - i feel like both of them would do this fksndjsjsj but sasha does it a bit more often

initiates duets - marcy for sure. hed have like that “:D” face as theyre poking sasha trying to get her to join

falls asleep first - bold of you to assume either of them sleep. fknskdj ok both of their sleep schedules are probably broken but sashas is less broken so hed fall asleep first

plans spontaneous trips - uhhhh yk what actually neither of them. sashas working on not being too overbearing (ig??) and marcy doesnt want to have a repeat of amphibia, so they try not to do too many surprise trips. it sounds like something both of them would like to do tho

wakes the other up at 3 am demanding pancakes mcdonalds bc neither of them can cook - marcy probably

(changed) sends the other random pics - marcy of course 😌 memes, random bugs, pretty flowers, the sky, u name it

brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt - sasha pre amphibia probably. post amphibia tho, neither bc both were in literal military forces so they both know how to fight. sasha would still brag abt it more tho

comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops - marcy 100%. not just bakeries or sweet shops, but also like toy stores, gift shops, game stores, arcades, anything w something cool to catch his attention (this actually sounds so cute tho wtf 🥺)

blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit - both of them no i wont elaborate

wears the least clothing around the house - uhhh sasha probably. he just walks around in a tank top and boxers when she can

has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason - both of them, but sashas still getting used to being vulnerable so marcy has more of them

edit: FUCK I FORGOT THE GROCERIES AND THE FISH AND THE DEAD GUY FNSNNSNJS

shops for groceries - uhhhh both of them but they keep forgetting and putting it off til the last moment n they take turns doing midnight grocery runs

remembers to feed the fish - neither. marcy has to keep making reminders for themself and sasha didnt even know they had fish

killed the guy - sasha

hid the body - both of them it was a team effort

[bellasharifuddin]

The Day I Became a Mother

It’s been a while since I last post anything here, typing feels awkward as well. But this has always been a thing that I wanted to do since the day I’ve given birth, to document and blog about my pregnancy and my birth journey, so in 4-5 years to come when my memories fade, I can always come back to reminisce every detail that I keep here, like a memory capsule. 

The Day I Found Out I Was Pregnant. 

You know, when people say that when you have a strong intuition about something, trust your gut feeling, because it’s often true. Mirin and I have always talked about having kids, me wanting a baby so much within months after we got married, however, Mirin having second thoughts about it. We were both married for less than a year, sleeping on a toto without a mattress or a bed, living in the deep slum of Wangsa Maju area where the rats are larger than the cats. Hahaha. Naturally, given our circumstances, he’d want to take things slow. 

Fast forward to a couple of months, we went out for some steaks and karaoke on a weekend night. I told mirin to stop by Watsons, for me to buy a pregnancy test kit. Mirin didn’t question much, because occasionally I would randomly buy one, just for fun. But this time, I didnt just get one. I ended up buying three. Why? Because somehow, I had a strong feeling this time. I just felt... weird. It was a feeling that I can’t put it into words. 

We came home at midnight, I went to the bathroom too “pee on the stick”. Then I saw the first line... a few seconds later comes the second one. Oh my god. Okay. I knew Mirin was standing outside the toilet door, waiting. Eventually, I had to break the news to him. When I showed to Mirin, we both ended up hugging and crying. Was I happy? Was I in shock? Was I sad? Yes, a little bit of everything. Its funny that all you’ve wanted was a baby, then when it actually happens, suddenly you’re freaked out. Happy that its a blessing. Sad that it hits you without a warning. 

                                                      Pregnant!

When the morning sickness finally kicked in, I knew we couldn’t live in the current house. Its not the best place to raise a child. And the next-door neighbor was having major renovation that was super loud and noisy. After sleepless nights and searching for a new place, we eventually moved out. Bought our first bed, bought our first dining table, bought our first gas stove. A many of firsts. Soon we finally bought a baby cot from Ikea. We bought it too early. Although it was too early to put it up, but Mirin assembled it anyways. I could tell that he was excited. It was such a fun and exciting moment, for the both of us.

But those were the fun part. Like most pregnancies, the not so fun part about being pregnant was me being diagnosed with Pregnancy Hypertension during my 36th week of pregnancy. My blood pressure spiked up to 140/100 on two consecutive readings, and the next thing I know, that I’m sitting in an ambulance, on my way to Hospital Kuala Lumpur’s emergency building. 

                     At Hospital Kuala Lumpur. Waiting for an available bed

                  Mirin bought me the entire family mart food available xD

I spent 3 nights in their maternity wards, finally discharged after the doctor told me that I was clear to go. While I was in the hospital, it pains me to see new mothers struggling during the COVID19 pandemic. Throughout your stay, no visitations were allowed from anyone including your husband. If your baby cries or if you’re in pain, you’d have figure it out yourself. I remember praying to god while crying that I do not want to be induced there. The ward was stuffy and hot. There were too many people crammed in a room. It was hell. 

The Day That I Give Birth

One week after my discharge, we both went for my monthly checkup with my OBGYN at Pantai. Again, my doctor advised me to be induced tomorrow, since my blood pressure spiked again, and I was almost full term (38 weeks) so it was okay to go. She told me that “It’s best to get the baby out or else you boleh kena sawan” OMG Okay okay. So we packed our bags, ate sushi for dinner, slept soundly for the very last time, and headed to the hospital again at 9 am the next morning. 

                         Induction day. We definitely overpacked haha

       Arrived at the hospital lobby, did a mandatory swab test before entering

Appointment card. Booked and paid for the accommodations prior to checking in

I was told to change into my labor robe (I’m not too sure what it’s called), and waited. When my doctor finally arrived, she then began to insert some sort of a plastic strip deeeeeep into my cervix. Ouch, that hurts. Okay, so that’s how induction works eh? Then I was given antibiotics into my IV drip too, since I was GBS (Group-B Strep) Positive as well. 

                                Toilet selfie! Calm before the storm

After an hour, I felt the contraction. Initially it was uncomfortable, then it hurts like hell. The contractions felt like period pain but like a million times worse. Occasionally, Doctor Haslinda would come and check on my “bukaan”. Hours passed. 1cm... 2cm... 3cm.... when I finally said:

“Omg sakit sangat dah tak tahan, I want an epidural!“

Ok no, that was a lie. I initially didn’t want to take an epidural. I wanted to try and bear with the pain, but Mirin convinced me to take it, so after tossing and turning like a dying fish I finally said okay. 

The anesthesiologist came after what felt like an eternity, and asked me to sign a consent form. I’m not really sure what was written in that. Siapa je ada masa nak baca terms and conditions panjang panjang bila tengah contractions??? 

He told me to sit on the edge of the bed, while hugging a pillow. I remembered him injecting some numbing spray, then I felt the BIG NEEDLE poking through my spine. Then.. that was it. It was so fast. The entire process took only 5 mins. Was it painful as I thought it would be? No. Was it still scary tho? Yep hahaha.

Soon after, Dr Haslinda pecahkan air ketuban when I was 4cm dilated. It didnt hurt because I was on epidural, but I felt so much warm liquid flowing out non-stop. So bizarre. 

Once you’re on epidural, you’re basically bed-ridden. No bathroom trips anymore, my legs feel like jelly. Sometimes the nurse will come to empty my bladder with a catheter. When the epidural kicked in, I could finally sleep. I slept like a baby. I slept for hours. Painless. No more feeling like a dying fish. And so I thought.............

3am. I woke up with INTENSE CONTRACTION PAIN. Why is it so painful? I thought I’m on epidural? I called the nurse straight away. Turned out the epidural drug ran out. It was sooo stressful because the nurse that was on duty that night didn’t know how to topap balik the epidural drug into the machine. She called her colleague, then the colleague also tak tahu. Then both of them spent like forever to troubleshoot how to use the machine, sampai lastly kena call doctor tanya. YA ALLAH, rasa macam nak maki je. 

7am the next day. Bukaan baru 7-8cm. Doctor decided to use another form of induction to speed up the process. It’s called pitocin, and injected through my IV drip. Within MINUTES, I could feel very intense and painful contractions, that the epidural can’t even help. So throughout the remaining 7cm to 10cm, I felt every inch of real labor pain. I clenched Mirin’s hand. So tightly that I think it got bruised. A minute felt like an hour, and an hour felt like years. It was soo bad that my memory was so fuzzy. 

Finally, it was 10cm. Time to go. They put both of my legs up, macam gambar bawah ni haha: 

                                      Picture courtesy from Google

There were two nurses, one small cute Malay nurse, one pregnant Indian nurse, and my OBGYN, Dr Haslinda. I love them all, they were so supportive and nice to me throughout my labor process. My doctor taught me how to push correctly:

“Take a deeeeeeep breath then tahan, clench your fists, chin down and teran macam nak berak sekuat-kuat hati“

I was so determined to get the baby out. I just wanted the contraction pain to end. I did everything they told me to do. I hold on to Mirin’s hand, and PUSHHHHHHHEDDDDDD! I could hear Mirin saying “You’re doing great sayang!” After several pushes, and some sips of water breaks, the baby’s head is almost out. The head was the hardest to push. Besar! I literally felt like my down there was stretching to its limit. Once the head is out, I did another small push, and the rest of the baby’s body macam keluar instantly macam super slimy like that haha. 

Finally the baby is out! 8.26AM! The contractions stopped immediately. I instantly feel like I wasn’t pregnant anymore. The doctor then injected something on my thigh, then my uri just popped right out haha. My body felt so tired, but so so light. Lega, yay no longer pregnant haha. I ended up having second degree perineal tear without an episiotomy, and was stitched. I felt the benang, ngilu. I felt the needle pierced through my muscles too. But it didnt hurt so it wasn’t too bad. 

The baby gets cleaned up. Then soon all of the nurses left the labor room, it was just me, Mirin and our baby. Mirin picked her up, and azankan. Mirin started crying, I cried too. It was magical :’)

We did skin to skin and tried breastfeeding for the first time. As I look at her, hair was so thick. Her cute little fingers. Her beautiful face. She’s perfect. 

                            I slept for 5 hours straight after the labor

Thinking back, I have no idea how I managed to muster such courage to go through all these. Mirin even told me that during the active labor stage, when I was pushing, at one point I pushed so hard that my entire face turned blue. Talk about adrenaline.

Do I want to have another baby? Well, lets keep a rain check on that question for another few more years to come xD

[noahhernandez]

2/9/2015 v. 8/11/2020

1:Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie. My favorite movie is Scream, and it started when I saw the midnight premier of Scream 4 with my dad back when I was in 8th grade, then Scream 1 came on AMC late on night and I just really like it

I still think Scream is one of my favorites, but Halloween has jumped up there just because I am obsessed with all things horror really lol. I started to love Halloween because of the new trilogy.

2:Talk about your first kiss. It’s really not that interesting but really like embarrassing. It was with my first boyfriend and I had just turned 15 and we were at the school just walking around and we went into the band hall and I was like ok im leaving and he was like wait and we kissed and i was like o

the same ! 

3:Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for. I never really have had intense feelings for anyone. I d k

One my exes- I mean we were dating for awhile so that’s pretty intense to me. 

4:Talk about the thing you regret most so far. I regret… Nothing really I mean, I have done really bad things in my life, but i don’t regret them

I regret failing like 2 semesters of college lmao and almost dropping out. If i didn’t then I would 1- would have been done earlier and 2- would have already completed a year of grad school but IDK also another is wasting lots of money in 2017-2018

5:Talk about the best birthday you’ve had. The best birthday I’ve had was.. Idk This year was was nice I saw Iggy Azalea in concert, then I celebrated my friends’ birthday then mine and it was just everyone got to get together so ya this year my 18th

For my 21st birthday I went to Portland, Oregon and spent the weekend there and it was pretty and my first time there so it was nice despite what I think about PDX now. I don’t even know what I was doing for my 19 and 20th birthday lol. 

6:Talk about the worst birthday you’ve had. My 17th birthday because I was stuck 2 hours away from home with a bunch of nerds doing a band competition 

That is still probably my worst birthday. I forget to mention that I was gone literally from like 7am to midnight. They werent a bunch of loser nerds, they were my friends, but I still wish I was just at home lol. 

7:Talk about your biggest insecurity. I am skinny, but not fit. If I eat anything I get this like stomach and it makes me so sad. and ever since I got a job I work odd hours and I eat a lot of fast food and I’ve gained 10 pounds in 2 years and I guess i’m insecure about my weight

I am still insecure about my weight, and I probably weight like 5 pounds more than I did when I made this post 5 1/2 years ago. 

8:Talk about the thing you are most proud of. We have band banquets for band, and I only went my sophomore and junior year, and seniors give out awards to underclassmen that are just jokes really, and both years 4 different seniors gave me an award for being the biggest gossip in the entire band and I was proud of that lol

Well since then I have graduated both high school and college. I am proud that I finished college !! A BS in Psych. Proud of myself that I got promoted (in 2017) at my job; i’m proud of myself that I have my own apartment, and blah blah basically just doing regular adult shit. 

9:Talk about little things on your body that you like the most. I like my nose because of how perfectly fixed it is. I also really like my freckles/moles/dark marks idk what they are exactly, but they’re on my face and they look great

I still feel the same way about this, maybe add my eyebrows- they’re not like clean and nice they’re just expression markers on my face that i love.

10:Talk about the biggest fight you’ve ever had. I got into a fight with my old friend Angelica and that was almost 4 months ago and we used to be best friends and now we never talk.

When Janett didn’t talk to me all summer of 2019 because I told our other friend Angel something

11:Talk about the best dream you’ve ever had. I cant remember one 12:Talk about the worst dream you’ve ever had. I can’t remember one

13:Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time. The closest thing i’ve had to like sex was being locked in a back of an SUV with a stranger drunk as fuck and naked and its embarrassing

Just awkward and nothing to which I expected. 

14:Talk about a vacation. When I was 16, the high school band took a trip to Hawaii, and all my friends were in band so it was great. We did a lot of things, we toured Pearl Harbor and even played a few patriotic songs on the USS Miss. and our hotel was on Wakiki beach. I went snorkeling in some beautiful water and shit and idk just walked all around Hawaii having a great time omg we got on stage at the Hard Rock Cafe and sang with German people i miss it

Hm that was fun. But I.. went to NY with my ex and that was pretty cool because I literally love New York, and I went to NOLA two years ago (today actually) and got miserably drunk so that was fun too 

15:Talk about the time you were most content in life. Probably just in the middle of junior year when everything and everyone was going with the flow

I feel like 2016 was a very content year because I remember nothing about it. 

16:Talk about the best party you’ve ever been to. Idk which one to talk about the one where I had a lot of fun and risked my life or the one where there was a lot of drama stirred up and drank myself to sadness. 

I haven’t really been to a party? I have gone out and had good times. Really anytime my friends and I go out I am having a good time 

17:Talk about someone you want to be friends with. I am already friends with people I want to be friends with

18:Talk about something that happened in elementary school. I kissed a boy on the back of the head and i told I just fell onto his head

Let me think of another one. Back in like fourth grade my friend was in a wheel chair and his backpack was falling from the back and I was trying to grab it and i was only 3 feet tall i couldnt see over or wasnt paying attention and i crashed him right into the bookshelves at the library. 

19:Talk about something that happened in middle school. A girl was mad at me because idk why lol and she pushed me in the hall way and I fucking flew across that hall on the floor and hit the wall she’s pregnant now

When I was in 5th grade (which is considered middle school in my district) I was standing on the play ground and someone threw a stick at my head and it knocked me the fuck out and I was bleeding from my temple.

20:Talk about something that happened in high school. In Jr. Year I was pulling into the parking lot but I was texting and I accidentally put half my car on grass area near the side walk luckily it was 7am and only one person saw me do it lol

One summer going into our senior year we had a party at Michelle’s house. First of all we were very drunk and Coby’s parents were like we are coming over and we cleaned TF UP so fast and sat on the couch and turned on I Know What You Did Last Summer and his parents were like interesting and and left and then we continued to drink anyways- we started playing truth or dare and my friend Angelica was like I dare u to kiss Anthony (someone I had liked prior) and he wouldnt and we started attacking him and calling him homophobic and hitting him with pillows lmao- him and I are still friend-ish

21:Talk about a time you had to turn someone down. I can’t think of something right now.

Literally anyone on grindr.

22:Talk about your worst fear. I’m afraid of having no career and being stuck doing something I hate and living paycheck to paycheck

Yeah, I’m scared of that still but I.. think just like being broke and jobless. RN with the pandemic we aren’t really working and still getting gov’t assistance, so.  IDK being a real real adult scares me a lot. 

23:Talk about a time someone turned you down. I can’t think of a time :)

One time in like 2016 maybe idk - this dude told me to come over and he lived far like not that far maybe 25 minutes lol far for me anyways I got to his apartment and there was a gate code and i asked him what it was and he didnt answer and it was like 2-3am and nobody was coming in or out and so i was like damn this sucks lmao

24:Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot. Nothing really has meant a lot to me. Everyone tells me the same thing over and over again and its so surface level

I still can’t think of anything but I’m sure the friends I have met since this and my friends Faith, Michelle, Peter, and Alisa have said something supportive that meant a lot to me. 

25:Talk about an ex-best friend. Angelica Ramirez. She was my best friend for only 3 years, but together we went through A LOT of shit. We started out senior year just fine, but she lied about a few things and made a lot of us feel like crap in October. I won’t lie, I do miss her. We have too many memories to just forget, too many funny stories and great adventures. She helped me with too much, and sometimes I think about how I cut her out of my life and I mad a bad choice. But only time can heal things and I have moved on and truly found people that won’t make me mad every 30 seconds. 

Brianna Pajak, I don’t remember anything about her except she was poor and we stopped being friends because she always wanted to fight and be annoying. 

26:Talk about things you do when you’re sick. Lay on bed on my computer and watch TV

I normally just suffer and cry about wishing I was healthy again.

27:Talk about your favorite part of someone else’s body. Their…!!>>>??? 

I must have nice hands and ur nose must be nice too! so nose and hands. lol

28:Talk about your fetishes. none

yeah I don’t have any lol not that I can think of. 

29:Talk about what turns you on. Idk i really like kissing and touching and this is awkward. 

30:Talk about what turns you off. bad breath by

that and ugly/rough hands, acne sorry i know it is natural but, shorter than me lol, white people, long hair on guys, and thats about it i think hm i am single yes 

31:Talk about what you think death is like. I think its like idk its scary tho

um idk i dont like thinking about death because i literally want to cry when i think about it. 

32:Talk about a place you remember from your childhood. I remember being in trees a lot

My step grandma’s a lot because my parents were working and she would watch us. She passed away about a month ago :( 

33:Talk about what you do when you are sad. I usually only tell one person and that person is Alisa and I cry sometimes to her and expect her to make things better and she does thank u

I be doing the same thing, I text someone and that person could really be anyone but it happened the other day and I texted Bri and she was very helpful. 

34:Talk about the worst physical pain you’ve endured. I have no idea, I’ve never broken pulled strained twisted fractures or anything i have no life

I still haven’t done any of that stuff to my body. I also have burn scars but I did not feel those when it was happening. I would just say i guess my wisdom teeth coming in because I did not get them removed. I have 3 out lol.

35:Talk about things you wish you could stop doing. Pushing potential love interests away 

I have had some ‘love interests’ since this post, but it’s been about a year now since and I kind of push away the opportunity of getting close to someone. I also need to stop being a bitch sometimes. 

36:Talk about your guilty pleasures. eating 

I would say idk eating was a stupid answer. 

37:Talk about someone you thought you were in love with. never

I was in love and i didn’t ‘think’ I was in love. I don’t know what you mean by talk about them, they were my partner but we broke up hehe.

38:Talk about songs that remind you of certain people. Fireflies by Owl City reminds me of my 7th grade crush Fancy by Iggy Azalea reminds me of my two friends Michelle and Alisa idk anything else

um Idk. i rly cant think  39:Talk about things you wish you’d known earlier. I wish I would have known that

That it’s okay to tell people you’re struggling lol . That is okay to fail sometimes (school).  40:Talk about the end of something in your life. everything is just about to start

When I ended how to get away with murder I wish I never did I love that show with all my heart. 

[sainadazai]

When your crush is angry all the time

Ch. 1

Something fun at an all girls school

Chapter 1

Something fun in an

✨all girls school✨

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"Alright, despite how much the staff have opposed the right for students to watch t.v. during school time....our principle believes that this is actually going to be informative. Now girls, students with all sorts of quirk and backgrounds can be accepted to U.A. I expect you all to respect the people on this t.v as your future colleagues. NO JOKES."

"Pst..wish she would just shut up so we can see the hot guys..." Maiyumi whispered to no one particular

"I know, I haven't seen a man since I got kidnapped last year."

"Most of us havent seen anyone since being kidnapped, or you know, FUCKING ARESTED!" Y/n whisper-yelled. She was still very pissed that even though, she was obviously kidnapped-and meant to be killed- the fucking police blamed her. Dad chalked it up to them being jealous, but y/n really wasn't having it. Imagine it's the third time you were kidnapped and tortured before the age of 16, and it was supposedly your fault. 

Technically, they could've arrested her for burning down the building two weeks later, obviously while empty, she admitted that was wrong. Still, they got what they deserved, and she got frozen yogurt from down the street. As she would say: now that's proper treatment after a kidnapping 😎

"L/n thats enough, we all know the story by now, and we do not need to hear it again"

"But you shoulda been there, the audacity of them to say I was working with those guys!?! Those villains were way below MY level. I mean c'mon, if I was a villain i'd be way cooler than those nobodies."

"Oh.my.god. y/n I love you, but shit up so we can watch hot U.A. boys fight each other!"

"Ms. Hitoka!Unacceptable, we are here to learn from our follow young heros, not sexualize them"

"I heard midnight is gonna be there," Katna whispered towards the group, front the back of the room. Mind you, she was in a position to pounce, considering, much like her classmates, she hadn't seen a boy in years. 

"MIDNIGHT IS SOOO HOT" y/n yelled, forgetting that their teacher was in the front cursing herself for not accepting that sugar-baby job, and never meeting these obnoxious and horny teens. 

"For FUCKS SAKE, JUST WATCH THE TV"

As the teacher yelled all heads turned to face her and ignore their previous conversations. Y/n and Maiyumi had grown soft smiles, finally welcoming back the teacher they know and love. 

You see, LADY STATIC was an ex-pro hero, her quirk was projection. She could pick up any video signals from any device and project exactly what the device was seeing, or playing. She called all cameras her bitch....several times. So, as far as teaching went, she could only last a couple of minutes of seriousness in the beginning of class each day, before she erupted in a fit of lewd comments, brags, and most importantly curse words.

The black screen of the tv suddenly turned on revealing the large stadium that must be where the festival would take place. Y/n didnt really want to watch, it made her kind of sad knowing there were kids out there with the energy to try at something so dumb. A competition where you stay within grade, with supervision, and limits, and rules, and no real risk. It all sounded boring to her. She would either want to sit in bed eating and watching anime, or actually feel something. 

The idea of a battle where you aren't risking your life seemed pretty dull to her. See...y/n along with her best friend maiyumi, was an adrenaline junkie. Those two were the biggest non-villain troublemakers the world has yet to see. 

Finding it fun to jump off bridges, run across intersections, and fight each other with no rules or precautions. After living a life where most people you meet want you dead, and most of your life has just been trauma, everything gets more and more boring. Until you don't even mind risking your life just to feel something. 

However, what y/n did feel, very frequently, was horny. She wouldn't lie and say that she has indulged in some things, despite there being only girls in her private hero academy. However, she craved men, simply because they were something she hadn't had yet. So in the nature of being royalty, if she hadn't had it, she wanted it.

"..booo"

"How could say that, you meant to be representing our school"

"Not my fault the rest of you are just stepping stones to my victory."

Y/n finally focused back on the screen, she was seeing a very up close image of a blonde boy with red eyes, this being the first man she saw since the police 5 months ago. Her eyes lit up, and sub-consciously her body started to glow different colors. Shifting as quickly as the Led lights in her dorm. 

"Mind your quirk princess" Saina, the class grump-who lowkey crushes on y/n- sneers. 

"Aww, sorry, thanks for reminding me daddy" Y/n responded, feigning innocence but still not breaking eye contact with the screen. 

She mentally focused on subsiding her quirk, but it took awhile for her to completely stop glowing. 

Once she was y/n watched the first parts of the festival, noting exactly what that blonde boy was doing. Not without checking out some of the other students. Obviously, but something about those red eyes had her enticed. So she made sure to focus on him. 

As she watched she learned that his quirk was fire, and he used it very differently than she did. She scribbled down a random note about it to make it seem like she was studying and trying to improve herself. Then, focused back on every intricate curve of his face instead. How he scowled, he really looked angry, but being one of those U.A. kids, she couldn't help but doubt he really had anything to be angry about. 

Soon the girl found herself imagining him in some sort of serious situation, what could make somebody so angry? 

And before she knew it, his fighting figure disappeared from the tv as an image of midnight replayed him, announcing that he had one his fight. The last fight wasn't it? Meaning that the rage boy must've won the whole thing. y/n really wasn't impressed, obviously he was only fighting other U.A. students. How hard could that be? However, she was excited that he won for some reason.

While y/n watched him she couldn't help but wish she was the one fight. Oh to be punched by that man.  Every kick he would throw sent goosebumps down her body. Plus when he used that quirk, shit was it hot. Pun intended. Fire seemed like such a simple quirk, but simple works best. That  last fight against Todoroki, that excited her. 

See, y/n liked adventures away from the school ground, and since she could fly..well. She knew Todoroki.  He was always considerate enough not to be weirded out by her when she would sneak into his house, her parents knew his dad well, so she pretty much only knew that one place.  He was logical and so he understood that she isn't really perverted, she simply hasn't seen boys in a very long time.  Todoroki figured if he hadn't seen a female in three years he might become more fond of them as well. 

"Now lets award the metals" 

She looked up at the screen to see a podium holding the winners and runner ups. Atop it was the boy, he was announced as Katsuki Bakugou. He was chained to the post and attacking the air, and y/n found this insanely hot. She assumed that since Todoroki hadn't given his all, that boom boom might be upsetting. However, she never expected to see this beautiful sight on the tv screen of her classroom. The sight was stuck in her mind for days. 

She thought about it during dance class. 

She thought about it during quirk training. 

She thought about it during lunch.

During "sleepovers"

During missions with her boss - gang orca

During meeting with the principle

Even during visit time with her parents. It was then she decided she had to do something about it. Now, even though most girls at her school looked down upon U.A. the parents and staff didn't. For the girls it was about how truly jealous they were that those students, even with lesser power, would get to become heros. While us here, would become noblewomen, or princesses or be married off into other famous quirk families.

Y/n only was jealous because her mother spent more time with U.A. students than with her and her brothers. Seeing her mother was midnight, yes, the pro-hero. While that sounds cool, it isn't. Her mother and father dated for 1 month before getting married on a whim. Her father being a prince was something mom always described as FUCKINZg SEGGSYYY. Yes, you could blame midnight for y/ns horny behaviors. 

Unfortunately for midnight, royal quirks don't mix with other quirks. None of her children have her quirk. Her daughter has Elementus total control, her middle son has Elementus manipulate, and youngest son has Elementus transform. So she is left with a 7 year old that can turn himself into water if he doesn't want to get in trouble....yeah. So that at home life was strange...

"Mom, dad, I wanna be hero"

"Bullshit, no you don't bahaha"

"I do, mom"

"Why"

"Dad, I wanna help people you know, like mom does. I wanna make the world better instead of just becoming a queen and sitting in a house all day." Y/n lied, she would love to sit around doing nothing while her rich, king husband did all the work. Then she could just eat and watch anime and be unbothered. However, in the moment, y/n forgot about her dream future. All she wanted in that moment was to see boom boom everyday. yuh, I said it..boom boom.

"Babe, she has a fair point...plus its not like chiyo can do anything with his quirk"

"What do you mean?! CHiyo's quirk is so cool dad, one time he took all the oxygen out of my bod and then I couldn't do anything, it was so cool!"

"see...."

"Yea,yea i see"

"My love, can't you just recommend her to U.A. so you can keep an eye on her. We both knew she was destined to be a hero at some point."

"Uhm. Babe. She only wants to go so she can see boys."

"What?!My princess would never, you heard it, she wants to help people. Our sons would never say such things, we should proud, love"

"Honey, she is lying."

"No, I'm not a mom, I could care less about boys. All the girls at this school can do the same things, if not better. "

"Y/N! I love you so much my precious horny little fuck"Her mother sprang up from her seat and embarrassed her. 

"I can't believe this is my life.." dad sighed. 

"But yeah, that proves your point honey, if she is gay then she must mean it. Yayyy. N/N is coming to school with meeee!!"

"I- yeah mom."

[thebubblemaster]

Its midnight and I gotta wake up at 5am to go to work tomorrow but I've been thinking about this for a while and I gotta get it off my chest!

Yall are always complaining about how english teachers find meaning in literature that isn't there and then go off and try to analyze media like youre writing a dissertation. And i can always tell which one of yall actually pays attention in English class bc some of yall don't understand what makes a good analysis! Some of yall just list evidence and expect it to stand for itself and some of yall just go off on explanations without providing any examples. Half the time i ask myself if the person even watched/read whatever it was in the first place! And this applies to both positive and negative analysis. Either way yall have to learn how to analyze things well bc sometimes I see a post I do not agree with but it's well written so I can see where they're coming from, but other times I'm just angry bc its obvious you either didn't pay attention in class or had shitty english teachers.

As someone who considers herself very good at writing analysis essays I can't just stand by and watch yall make fools out of yourselves. Not to flex but, ive been getting As on my last minute essays since freshman year of highschool, so you can be sure that that this advice isn't coming from an amateur.

Anyways, here's my tips on writing an adequate and organized essay for all of your academic and fandom needs.

Forget about the intro. Trust me. I've heard so many people say they get stuck forever on their introductions and it's heartbreaking. If I'm not writing something in class, I always write my introductions last.

Start with your thesis. This is the last sentence of your intro, and really the only important part of that whole paragraph. The basic formula for a thesis is something like, "In Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby, he shows that the American dream is futile through his use of symbolism of the green light, Gatsby's idealization of Daisy, and Gatsby's eventual death." Havent read the book in 5 years but you get the idea. You state what it is you think the author is doing and 3 ways you think you can prove it.

The first sentence of each body paragraph will introduce one reason and briefly elaborate on what it is about the reason you will focus on.

Gather evidence. Pick out exact quotes that appear to support the reasons you've provided in your thesis and separate them by each reason. Even if youre going to paraphrase or cite a scene as a whole as evidence, it's good to have the exact words recorded so you can reference them easier when you go back to actually write the essay. Dont forget to record the chapter and page number each one appears on so you can cite it later on. I usually gather more than I think ill need so I have options when I'm writing my analysis, but you'll need at least 2 per reason.

Explain why you think these quotes or scenes support the reason you gave. Why does the light represent Gatsby's unattainable goals? How does his perception of Daisy and her reality differ?

Connect it all back to the original point of your thesis. How does Gatsby's unattainable goal of a relationship with Daisy compare to the unattainable goal of the American Dream? How does America's perception of this dream and the realities of it's futility reflect in Gatsby and Daisy's relationship?

Repeat 3-6 for every body paragraph and you've got 60% of your essay done.

Conclusion. Restate the thesis. Give brief, one sentence summaries on how each of your paragraphs connect to your overarching point. End it with something like "It is due to Fitzgerald's use of symbolism and characterization that the message of the American Dream itself being an illusion throughout the novel is successful." Praise the author or something along those lines. Dont bring up anything new that you didnt talk about in your previous paragraphs.

Ok, back to the Introduction. The introduction is there to provide context for the analysis. Youre always supposed to write as if your audience has never read the book youre writing about. Introduce the author and the specific work your essay is about. Use the authors full name the first time you mention them and then just the last name every time after. Only mention things that are relevant to what you will be talking about. Keep it concise and build up to your thesis. Introduction paragraphs for analysis essays Do Not have to be long. In fact, it should be the shortest paragraph in the essay. 4-5 good sentences should be enough.

Now here are just some basic tips everyone should know

Book titles are typed in italics: The Great Gatsby. Poems and short stories are written in quotation marks: "The Raven," or"The Yellow Wallpaper."

Never use contractions. Ever. The only reason an apostrophe should be in there is if it's there to be possessive.

Don't use a thesaurus. Seriously. If you're not entirely familiar with a word, don't use it. It's obvious when someone has filtered their essay through one because they're usually unreadable. You don't have to use long words to get your point across.

DO NOT WRITE IN THE FIRST PERSON! There is no "I am going to write about" in a formal essay. This is obvious to anyone who is reading it. Dont say what you'll write about, just write about it!

Don't use words like "attempts" or say things like "this might connect to this" or whatever. State everything as of it is an undisputable fact. Be assertive with your points. It makes you look more credible and like you know what you're talking about.

Write in the presnt tense always even if the author is dead: "Fitzgerald uses symbolism." As well as about a character's actions of the book's events: "Daisy crashes the car and runs over the woman," "Gatsby throws lavish parties."

When teachers say avoid passive voice they mean the noun goes before the verb. "Nick drives the car" not "The car is driven by Nick."

It doesn't matter whether you agree with what you're writing. If you see evidence for a point and its the easiest thing to write about, just do it. No one will care or notice if it's not your real opinion.

If you can frame something in a way that will help your point, then do it. Even if at first glance its not exactly relevant.

You can make anything into an argument if you try hard enough. Which is basically what youre doing when writing an analysis essay, arguing that your interpretation is the right one.

Be as concise as possible. Avoid all tangents to your main point and stay on topic 100% of the time. This will help you keep your essay organized and your reader convinced that you have a solid grasp on the text.

Now go forth and make convincing arguments! Even if they are about weeb shit.

Thank you for your time.

[vaguelygeiszlerian]

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ok i just saw this existed, i live on tumblr mobile where i ignore the activity tab and scroll endlessly, bear w me

Animated character that was your gay awakening? uhhhhhhh,,,....,,,.. if i remembered anything abt my childhood i would tell u, im gonna say rukia from bleach because i want gorgeous short people to step on me

Grilled cheese or PB&J? peanut butter Always... tho if it was a fancy grilled cheese (there is a special preparation).... i would be torn

What show/YouTube video(s) do you put on in the background when you when you don’t have anything to watch but you want something on? it really depends! i bounce around, i watch a lot of baumgartner restorations, i watch a LOT of nyx fears video essays on horror movies i would never watch, i watch longplays of, like, nier automata bc im still delighted by cryaotic?

Your go-to bar order, if you drink? i dont really get to order a lot of drinks at bars, itll depend, if im with friends ill order as many things off the cocktail menu as my money allows, if im with my parents ill order long island iced teas or whiskey and lemonade

What’s your favorite pair of shoes that you own? i literally own like 3 pairs of shoes, one of which being the only pair i can actually safely wear haha.... but my favorite pair is the black red and gold converse that dont fit anymore but still remind me of high school

Top three cuisines? mexican, italian, whomever the fuck invented kasoundi

What was your first word as a child (that wasn’t a variation of “Mom” or “Dad��)? yeah as said above i have no clue about anything about my childhood so idk i think mum said once that my first proper word was just ‘no’ which sounds abt right

What’s a job that you’ve had that people might be surprised to find out you’ve had? idk if my last job counts? i mean i used to do all round garden labor stuff until my pain got worse and i literally couldnt anymore so i got relegated to desk work

Look up. What’s directly across from you? oh a container of pesto i didnt like the flavour of and just... forgot to throw out.... i will do that tomorrow

Do you own any signed books/memorabilia in general? i have a rwby poster signed by ray and jack? its p cool

Preferred way to spend a rainy day? preferred right now? wrapped in a metric fuckton of blankets w my partner

What do you get on your bagels? What WOULD you get if you had access to anything you wanted? i..... dont like bagels

Brunch or midnight snacks? i live a weirdly scheduled life, midnight snacks and brunch are interchangeable to me now, so both

Favorite mug you own i..... dont really have one? all of my actual mugs that are mine have my deadname on them haha

What coffee drink would you describe yourself as? overbrewed black coffee that someone left to go cold before dumping six packs of sugar in

Pick a song lyric to describe your current mood (and drop the name and artist!) ‘ And I don't want your pity I just want somebody near me ‘ bc we all love a bit of mitski when we are feeling the self isolation creeping in

Fruity or herbal teas? fruity teas only! or rather i drink fruit tisanes! but if you mean actual tea then herbal, i only drink peppermint tea

What’s that one TV show that you’re a little bit embarrassed to watch but you still like nonetheless? fruits basket! everyone watch the reboot

That book you were forced to read for class but actually ended up enjoying? all the books i read for class sucked but medea wasnt so bad

Do you match your socks? only when theyre very fun patterned socks, and even then sometimes i will match them to the wrong pair but the same pattern, aka my double watermelon combo (i have a pair of green socks w watermelons and a pair of black socks w watermelons so)

Have you ever been horseback riding? no and i never will because i am fucking terrified of horses

What was your “phase” when you were younger? (i.e., Mythology Nerd, Horse Girl, Space Geek, etc) uh.... uh i mean im not sure if it counts as a phase but i was stupid into vampires (to the point of me and my friends constructing the intricate theory that our teacher was a vampire and we had to kill her by the time we graduated (she was not and we did not and i hate all of those people now) i was just the weird conspiracy kid i guess, we used to spend every lunch staring across the oval at a house we were SURE an alien lived in (it was just a plastic bag being rustled by a fan)

Have you ever been to jail? bkdnbrb god no

What’s your opinion on Lazy Susan’s (the spinning tray in the middle of tables)? im a lazy susan

Puzzles? i cant solve a rubiks cube but give me a 2000 piece jigsaw and ill sit there for 6 hours trying to solve it

You can only have one juice for the rest of your life, what is it? oh this is tough..... orange juice, the fancy kind but with no bits in it, i used to like the bits but these days i just want a clean juice experience

What section do you immediately head for when you walk into a bookstore? ,,,,,,the ya fiction section, i never buy anything from there but i like to see if series i read as a teenager ever got new instalments after i stopped liking them

What’s one thing you’re trying to learn/relearn in your downtime right now? how to sleep like a normal person

Who’s your go-to musical artist when you’re feeling upbeat? uh, it depends! lizzo or my playlist of musicals! (which is literally just starkid/tcb stuff)

Where could someone find you in a museum? i could literally be anywhere, probably in front of some old piece though, just staring for an hour bc im struck by the majesty of it (and my legs probably locked up so i couldnt move anyway)

What’s that one outfit in your closet you never get the chance to wear but want to? so i have a nice white button up and some really nice jeans i just got, and my suspenders, and my cool blue heels that i know i cant wear bc my legs cant handle walking in heels anymore, but it would look cool am i right

Rainbows, stars, or sunset colored clouds? i look up at my roof which is almost entirely covered in glow in the dark stars and then stare into the camera (i wish every day that my roof was like the roof of the healthy harold van, i still have fucking dreams of that beautiful ceiling)

If you could own any non-traditional pet (dogs, cats, fish, rodents, etc), what would it be? non traditional? id want a lizard that could curl round my shoulders like a leathery scarf

Do you have more art on your walls or more photographs? i dont have any photos on my wall so art by default

You have to get one meme tattooed on your body, what meme is it and where does it go? i just want the pensive emoji tattooed in the small of my back so if i wear a crop top everyone has to suffer with me

Pick a superhero sidekick to hang out with fuck superheroes they suck, can i hang out with jason todd red hood style

Lakes, rivers, or oceans? oceans, i want to go to the beach so fucking bad

Favorite mid-2000s song i dont really have a Big Favorite but like..... i constantly thank god for esteban

How do you dress when you’re home alone? ive been in the same sweatpants and old paint shirt i got from my painting and decorating course for three days

Where do you sit in the living room (we all have a preferred spot, and you know it)? armchair closest to the kitchen, perfect to make a quick escape if dad comes in

Knives or swords? knives, i dont have the upper body strength for swords

A song you didn’t think you’d enjoy but ended up loving? oh uh run away with me by crj, *bwoooooooo buhnuhnuuuuuu buhnuhnuuuuuhhh buhnuhnuuuuhhhhh*

Pick an old-school Disney Channel Original Movie HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL BUT SPECIFICALLY ONLY CERTAIN PARTS FROM EACH OF THEM BC COLLECTIVELY THEY SUCK BUT PARTS OF THEM ARE PERFECT

Are you a “Quote that relates to the photos” caption-er, an “explanation of where I took the photos” caption-er, or a no caption kinda person when you post pictures online? no caption i dont want people to really acknowledge that i post things

Name a classic Vine https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anQds9PQ7CA

What’s the freezer food that you stock up on when you go to the grocery store? hash browns hash browns hash browns ONLY

How do you top your ice cream? god its been so long since ive been able to eat ice cream.... with the reeses peanut butter ice cream shell topping

Do you like Jello? jelly is the pinnacle of our society and i wish i were eating it right now

What’s something that you don’t have a picture of that you wish you did? i wish i had a picture of myself and my partner so i could set it as my phone lock screen (that or i wish i had a picture of me and a friend i really dearly miss bc i have pics of her in my phone but not of us together and i want some but i cant bring myself to say so)

How are you at climbing trees? theres a tree in my front yard i used to be able to hang off but nowadays i think id hurt myself just trying to lift my nasty meat sack off the ground trying

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when the party’s over

PART TWO: THE PARTY

a/n: OKAY BUT THIS GIF... I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED IT TIL I HAD IT AND NOW I CANT STOP LOOKING AT IT.  PS: SORRY FOR NOT POSTING,, I HAVE NO EXCUSES AND I’M A TERRIBLE HUMAN BUT ENJOY HOBI LOOKING LIKE A FIVE COURSE MEAL LAWWWD

when you all arrive to the party, you can see the regret written all over chung ha’s face. you have to reassure her for the upteenth time that, yes you are keeping your promise, and no, you’re not leaving in ten minutes. when you enter the party, it’s in full motion, complete with loud music that echoes in your chest, people dry humping each other on the dance floor, a guy throwing up in a fake plant near the door, and the stench of mixed drugs wafting in the air.

“this is fun to you?” chung ha asks incredulously, staring at the puking guy with disgust. this makes you laugh and you grab her hand.

“one, it’s not polite to stare and two, give it a chance. an hour max, and if you still want to leave, i’m going to keep my promise and we will go,” you smile. she looks at you with a worried look on her face, but agrees anyways. you drag her to the kitchen, in search of a starter drink for her. you look over at your options and pour some fruity drink, handing it to her.

“it’s the girliest drink here, so it won’t have you like that guy puking in the plant,” you tease. she gives you a look of unamusement as she takes the cup. you pour yourself something stronger, and you guide her to the back, where everyone is outside. you spot hoseok with his friends and you wander over to them.

“hey (y/n),” jimin smiles, waddling over to you to give you a hug. you smile at him and accept it, embracing his warmth. you loved jimin, with is cute cheeks and sexy demeanor. he truly was a walking plot twist.

“hey min, how are you?” you smile at him. he pulls away and leaves his arm draped around your shoulder.

“good. we missed you around here,” jimin smirks, making you laugh.

“i’ve been busy living my roommates lifestyle for a bit,” you smile, directing him to chung ha who was hovering near hoseok as a safety spot. you swallow the rising jealousy feeling and smile at her.

“ah, this is chung ha?” he asks.

“y-you know me?” she shyly asks him, making him laugh.

“of course. (y/n) always talks about you. it’s nice to finally meet you,” jimin smiles at her. you can see her slightly fall for his charming aura, which you’re not surprised.

“quit hogging her,” you hear someone say. you see taehyung headed your way and smile at him.

“hi squash,” you smile at him. he pulls you into a bear hug and you let him. you weren’t super close to jimin, but you were close to tae. he was your midnight snack partner when hoseok was too busy with work or practice.

“hi squish,” he smiles.

“squish? squash?” hobi finally speaks. you miss the underlying jealousy in his tone, but his friends pick it up.

“yeah, cause he’s tall, so he’s squash, short for sasquatch and i’m squish cause i’m smaller,” you shrug, leaning into tae. hobi mearley nods at this. you find the gesture odd, but brush it off as him being disinterested. you look over at jungkook sitting on the couch. you smile at him and tell him hi, finally introducing him to chung ha, who seems to be slowly getting out of her shell. you all sit there talking and drinking for a bit before jimin drags you off to the dance floor when he hears a song he likes. you tell chung ha to join you and hobi decides to escort her. you ignore the heated feeling taking over your body and follow jimin inside.

the thing about jimin is he’s an amazing dancer. the boy can move and he can make it sensual if he so pleases. and that’s what he was doing. he pulled your body close to his, chests pressed against one another, crotch to crotch and he started swaying his hips, hands guiding yours to do the same. your hands lay lazily on his shoulders as you pressed your forehead to his, swaying with him to the beat. the longer the song played out, the closer, if possible, you guys seem to get you could feel his breath fan itself on your face, the hint of alcohol hitting your nose.

jimin was a good looking guy, and he knew that. and with the way he looked tonight with his skin tight jeans and button up shirt with a few buttons undone, you would gladly sleep with him if he weren’t off limits because of hoseok. but you were also with chung ha, and the hour was almost up. sure, she looked like she was having fun earlier, but things could change in a matter of twenty minutes.

had it really been twenty minutes?, you thought to yourself. you forced yourself to look up to see where chung ha and hobi were, to see them missing from their spot. you glanced over the crowd once more, just to double check, but couldn’t seem to find them.

“i gotta go to the bathroom, but i’ll be back,” you smiled at jimin, kissing his cheek. he nodded once and released you, watching you walk down a hallway, looking for your missing friends. it was empty, so you decide to check the bathrooms first, to make sure that chung ha wasn’t puking. she did drink some more while you guys were outside talking, probably more than she could handle.

you push the bathroom door open, but found it to be empty. where could they have gone? then you hear it. moaning. it was light at first, almost timid. but then you heard it again, louder and it clashed with a males. and you recognized the males. you don’t know what made you do it, but you followed the sound to a bedroom door. and you don’t know why, but you forced yourself to open it because something in you H A D to know. but when you opened it, you wished you hadn’t. cause there was your best friend, balls deep in your roommate.

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not sure if eliot or chase, but fair. probably elliot because chase doesnt do this on anon 

1. are you religious?

yes

2. what animal do you think you’re most like?

cat

3. how do you take your coffee?

i dont

4. how old were you when you had your first kiss?

13?

5. museum date or aquarium date?

discovery world so its both

6. do you have any tattoos or piercings? do you want more?

2 tattoos 9 piercings i want at least 3 more piercings and a lot more tattoos

7. favorite fruits?

apples strawberries rasperries pomegranite cranberry grapefruit

8. favorite vegetables?

broccoli 

9. i’ll only date you if _____. (fill in the blank)

you understand human decency and respect

10. do you cry a lot?

i usually only cry when im frustrated but emotions are So out of wack lately im crying at the drop of a dime

11. who are your closest friends?

maggie’s the only one i dont wind up going months without talking to 

12. have you ever been a part of a protest or a march?

yes

13. do you play any video games?

i play the sims

14. did you ever have an emo or scene phase?

i had an emo phase and i still have photos

15. what color is most of your wardrobe?

neutrals black grey

16. what do you like to do for fun?

longboard bike swim draw

17. what is your biggest fear?

failure and abandonment

18. name a subject you know a lot about.

biblical lore gebers

19. favorite fictional characters?

lydia deetz? idrk

20. do you read a lot? what are your favorite books?

i used to but school has kind of consumed my life to where i dont... whoops. 

mary shelly’s frankenstien. les mis by victor hugo, Alice’s Adventures Underground by lewis carrol

21. how would you describe your style?

whatever i can afford to buy and find cute?

22. did you have a favorite stuffed animal when you were little? do you still own it?

Big Brown Bear. it was a big brown bear the size of me and i slept with it every night until i was like 10. i dont have it anymore lksjdf

23. what’s something most people love that you hate?

talking

24. do you think you’re a good singer?

i’ve been told i have a pretty voice but i hate it  but i love singing but i hate my voice so i mean idrk

25. who do you live with?

people and cats and dogs and fish and guinea pigs

26. favorite desserts?

brownies and cupcakes

27. what is the best decision you’ve made in your life so far?

i dont think thats how that works

28. favorite makeup brands?

 i dont wear any sldkjf

29. favorite clothing stores/brands?

demonia and doc martins for shoes but otherwise no preference. 

30. what was your first job?

social media manager for a local real estate agency

31. do you take a lot of naps?

not unless im really really sick

32. what is your favorite part about your body?

uhhhhh none?

33. are you more dominant or more submissive?

gonna skip this

34. are you more outgoing or more shy?

depends on the situation

35. how tall are you?

5′3-5′5 i honestly dont know it changes every dr’s visit

36. what is your body type?

mesomorph

37. favorite flower?

snow bells

38. favorite planet?

pluto

39. what do you want to dress up as for halloween this year?

not a clue

40. do you prefer to date people the same age as you, younger, or older?

like a year or so older it seems?

41. describe the person you’re in love with/have a crush on in great detail.

cute, short, brown hair

42. who is your biggest inspiration?

i, dont know slkdjf

43. do you have any kinks?

gonna skip this

44. do you own any pets?

some fish  a dog and  cat

45. which celebrity do people say you look the most like?

killian thinks  i look like some instagram dude someone told me i look like some girl from blueblood but like honestly i never get told i look like anyone

46. do you like sports?

not really? i like to play kickball and foot ball and volley ball but like i dont like to watch any

47. have you ever seen a broadway musical?

dear evan hansen

48. what is your favorite kind of food?

carbs and sweets

49. would you rather be a fairy or a mermaid?

mermaid

50. what is your instagram?

@ lightsupahead @ kittynmiles @ ponkapics

51. glossy lips or matte lips?

Matte

52. do you like cherry, grape, blue raspberry, watermelon, or green apple jolly ranchers the best?

honestly grape

53. what are your best personality traits?

compassion and loyalty?

54. what is your ethnicity?

german

55. what different hair colors have you had?

brown pink red blue green purple blonde 

56. favorite disney princess?

i was never really a disney princess kinda person

57. favorite album of 2017?

Everywhere is Somewhere K. Flay

58. have you ever had braces?

two years and i have a permanent retainer on my bottom teeth

59. favorite holiday?

new years eve because we have a tradition of going to the beach and making snowmen then sticking fireworks in them and blowing them up at midnight

60. post a selfie.

this is kinda old

61. are you a good swimmer?

yeah

62. do you wear jewelry?

rings and bracelets

63. can you play any instruments?

bassoon, bass, guitar, paino, cello, violin, ukulele. 

64. do you have any siblings?

like 9 including step siblings and past marriages

65. are your grandparents still alive? how old are they?

 4/5 are currently still alive verbansic died in the beginning of the year? idk how old he was. my maternal grandfather is 81, my maternal grandmother is 70, my paternal grandfather is 57 as is my paternal grandmother. they have the same birthday and they’re very proud of it 

66. who knows the most about you?

maggie without a shadow of a doubt

67. are you a more quiet person or do you talk a lot?

im quiet but when i talk i dont shut up

68. what advice would you give to your 13 year old self?

figure out how to hide stuff and just get out

69. how many pillows do you sleep on? one pillow and one body pillow

70. ask any question you’d like.

you didnt ask one