#drawing at hospital coz what to do here?

[darkness-in-the-face-of-the-deep]

More of my AU/fanon

Orthros, Zolrath and their fankid Asterius (Astir for short) as a child

And au Ansiel of course, lol

Family relationships, yeah

Ansiel: so, you brought me a grandchild?

Orthros: .... Father, please. Why?

Ansiel: they look like you. And like me too!

Orthros: ...??????

[taiblogcomics]

Muddying the Waters

Hey there, unrelenting accrual of clowns. Let's do some Countdown this fine summer's day, huh?

Here's the cover:

…Oh. Well. Pretty sure I've seen art like this on DeviantArt. Like, a lot of art like this. But regardless! Maybe it'll at least sell this issue to folks with that fetish. I dunno! I've occasionally bought a comic coz I have the hots for whatever superheroine's on the cover (usually Rogue). Maybe it works for other fetishes too! Anyways, of course it's clay because it mentions Clayface in the blurb down there (which is not included in the trade I'm reading from, by the way), but personally I think it looks more like chocolate pudding. Again, not my fetish, but if it's yours, does chocolate pudding increase the appeal more or less than clay~?

Okay, new recap rule: If a character appears on the cover, I should mention them first. Unless otherwise for theming purposes. So Mary Marvel is stuck with Black Adam's powers and also in Clayface. Jason Todd and Donna Troy have been stuck with locating Ray Palmer. Pied Piper and Trickster are stuck together after killing the Flash. Karate Kid is stuck in the past in the JLA's custody. Jimmy Olsen is stuck on how to use his powers for good. And Holly Robinson is stuck in a women's shelter after going on the run. And we're stuck reading this for another 42 weeks~

Okay, so you remember how last time, I ended by being all "I'm counting Bart's death as this series' fault even though technically it didn't happen in this comic"? Yeah, so this issue opens with a graphic recreation of the Rogues' murder of Bart Allen. That's a lovely way to open a comic. I bet all the quicksand fetishists who picked up this issue for the cover really regret it now, and so do I! And it doesn't matter that this is quickly revealed to be a nightmare that Trickster's having, that doesn't absolve it of depicting it!

Pied Piper and Trickster are in the custody of the Suicide Squad at present, under arrest for the Flash's murder. I wasn't aware this is what the Suicide Squad did, but I didn't know Multiplex was a member, so fair enough. Anyway, Deadshot explains that the pair are chained together with a high-tech handcuff. If it's pulled too violently, the pair of them will get an electric shock. And if too far or damaged/removed… The shock will be lethal. It might not be brain bombs, but it's still the Suicide Squad's go-to solution to all problems!

We cut over to Gotham City, where we get some crazy upskirt shots of Mary Marvel. I'm not quite sure how old Mary is in these, but she was discharged from a hospital on her own, so she must be at least over 18. Still, the introduction to her in this comic is the entirety of her thighs. Anyway, she's checking out the site of a recent explosion, and who should be at the scene but the Riddler? She immediately assumes the worst and flies off with him, but at this point in DC history, the Riddler has gone straight, and he spends the entirety of the next page explaining this to Mary until she finally puts him down. Physically, I mean, though I suppose she continues putting him down emotionally as well.

Over in Metropolis, at the women's shelter, the artist is clearly not done drawing women's thighs, as we watch Harley Quinn exercise on the balance beam while she and Holly Robinson talk. So this is actually a start of an arc for Harley Quinn to go straight (much like the Riddler a page previous). This would more firmly take hold in about 7 years, post New 52. But they were already laying the groundwork here! Anyways, long story short, Athena sought out Harley to make her assistant director of this women's shelter and lend guidance to these women. But Holly is still suspicious, because Athena is a literal god, what's she getting out of this?

Now then, in a new location for once, Jason Todd and Donna Troy decide to start their search for Ray Palmer by checking in with the man who took over his identity: Ryan Choi, the All-New Atom. I haven't read Ryan's run, but i should change that some time. Personal reminder! So it does mean I don't know these supporting characters. But they postulate that since Ray went sub-atomic following Jean Loring's incarceration to Arkham Asylum, he must be in the Palmerverse. Ah, man, I don't think Into the Palmer-Verse is the animated blockbuster you think it'll be, DC. Nah, actually it's what they call the sub-atomic universe in DC, like Marvel's Microverse. Hey, he discovered it, he can name it after himself if he wants. That's a scientist's privilege. So Ryan Choi joins the party!

Back on the ground, Riddler and Mary Marvel follow a mysterious trail of dirt leading from the crime scene. They discover a back alley where the trail stops. Riddler deduces that this isn't dirt at all. Instead, it's clay. And Clayface attacks them from behind, giving us our cover shot. Except Mary doesn't even get sludged, she dodges it while Riddler is the one mucked. Mary does the Flash tornado move and sends Clayface into space. She thinks it's fine, he was just dirt. As Riddler uncovers the stolen goods, he recommends that Mary should seek out a mentor in things magic, if she doesn't know her strength so strongly. Or anger management

Speaking of Gotham, no one goes around Gotham without Batman's notice, and you see him up above, eavesdropping on Mary and Riddler. Karate Kid approaches him from behind, and without looking up, Batman says "People who sneak up on me usually regret it." He's letting Batman know that the Legion is about to depart to the 31st century, and Batman's like "Don't let me keep you."

Karate Kid starts a bit where he wants to let Batman know what an honour it was to fight a skilled martial artist like him, and Batman retorts that "I lost once, it wouldn't happen again in a rematch." Karate Kid leaves in a huff, because he wasn't trying to rub Batman's nose in it. Batman smugly watches him fly off, mumbling something about "Did you expect a sidekick offer?" And I don't know why he's smiling other than that Batman is kind of a dick sometimes.

Speaking of being a dick sometimes, we cut over to the Daily Planet offices in Metropolis. Jimmy Olsen's musing to himself about his powers, wondering why he can't get them to activate at will instead of just under stress. He's also doodling some costume ideas, but when Lois comes by, she wonders what all the art is for. Jimmy hastily provides a cover-up of a comic strip idea he's pitching to the paper. Here's where the dickishness comes in: Lois then offers her opinion on his art, then says Jimmy should stick with photography. All Jimmy can manage is a weak "Good one, Lois."

Back over with Piper and Trickster, Trickster requests if there's any way they can be cuffed separately, and Piper takes this as a homophobic insult. Deadshot isn't stupid, and knows Trickster would try something the moment he was uncuffed. Trickster's all like, "What? No!" in the least convincing way possible, even when he points out they confiscated all his tricks. When they don't reply further, he uses his tongue to remove a false tooth implanted with a bomb. But, like, you look at this thing and it has a huge screw-like spike and clearly went down into his gums like a real tooth. That seems painful as hell to remove, especially without using your hands.

Trickster spits his nasty tooth-bomb straight up, where it explodes, knocking the whole transport around. And despite that one of the guys guarding them is Multiplex, a man whose powers are being able to make copies of himself, the two of them manage to push past him. Note also that Trickster hasn't communicated this plan at all to Piper, and he's just following Trickster's lead. The pair pushes past them and slams their way through the door and exit the transport. And the comic ends with revealing why this was a dumb plan: the pair of them fall out of an airborne plane and are plummeting to the ground miles below.

So, hey, remember when I began this review questioning why the Suicide Squad were arresting and detaining individuals? That's because I forgot Salvation Run was a thing, which was another tie-in miniseries to Countdown. Seriously, this whole maxi-series is just setup for other tie-ins. Not a lot else happens in this one aside from that, it feels very incidental. Clearly they had to do the fetish cover because there was nothing else interesting in the comic. Though I think this is the first issue with all six plotlines getting a scene, so that's something novel, at least~

[lockyourtrip2023]

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3. Romance in the Air

Kashmir is famous for its beautiful climate year-round, making it an ideal honeymoon destination. From snowy winter strolls and cozy fireplace evenings to exciting treks - you and your beloved can experience romance all year long here!

 

4. Adventure Activities :

Kashmir offers couples seeking adventure an array of thrilling activities. From trekking and skiing in Gulmarg to river rafting on Lidder River, couples who love thrilling experiences will never run out of thrilling experiences to share together in Kashmir. You will never forget your breathtaking Himalayan backdrop when taking part in these exhilarating experiences that create memories that last a lifetime!

 

5. Exotic Culture and Hospitality:

Kashmiris are well-renowned for their generous hospitality. You'll be welcomed warmly into their world of culture and traditions, adding another dimension of intrigue and fascination to your honeymoon experience. Don't forget to try some delicious local cuisine such as Wazwan (a traditional multi-course feast) and Kahwa tea; both offer exquisite tastes!

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1. Select the Ideal Time:

Kashmir offers four unique seasons, each offering their own set of advantages for visitors. Spring and summer offer scenic walks while winter brings snow sports opportunities. However, April to September tends to be ideal as temperatures remain pleasant while most attractions can be easily accessible.

2. Plan Your Itinerary mes With so much to see and do in this delightful destination, it is crucial that you organize your itinerary before setting out. Determine what places and activities you would like to visit as well as the duration of your stay so you can maximize the enjoyment of this stunning locale. This will ensure the maximum return from your experience here.

 

3. Accommodation:

Selecting an unforgettable accommodation option is key when visiting Dal Lake. Houseboats on Dal Lake can make for a memorable stay, while cozy hotels in nearby towns may also prove ideal. Be sure to book early as peak tourist seasons require advance reservations for accommodations.

 

4. Culture and Etiquette of Local Countries:

While locals can be very warm and inviting, it is still essential that visitors respect their culture and traditions. Dress modestly and be polite when engaging with local people - doing this will enable you to form meaningful connections while making your experience even richer.

5. Transportation

Kashmir is easily accessible by air, road and rail networks. Srinagar International Airport serves as its primary gateway into the region; once there you can rent local cabs or take public transit for travel. For exploring more remote regions a private car would be highly recommended.

 

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Your honeymoon to Kashmir should be an occasion to commemorate and bond over. This romantic destination offers both adventure and relaxation - making it the ideal location for couples with diverse interests.

 

Kashmir Offers Romantic Experiences

Kashmir offers couples seeking romance and intimacy a memorable honeymoon experience. Below are a few experiences to make it truly unforgettable:

1. Shikara Ride on Dal Lake

Set sail on Dal Lake for a relaxing Shikara ride surrounded by majestic mountains in this romantic atmosphere and make sure to capture this special moment with a photograph! Don't forget to remember to capture this unforgettable scenery when taking pictures along your ride.

2. Sunset at Shankaracharya Temple

Visit the ancient Shankaracharya Temple located atop a hill and experience its mesmerizing sunset. Take in panoramic views of Srinagar city and Dal Lake bathed in golden hues from the setting sun; perfect for couples wanting a peaceful, contemplative moment together.

3. Stroll Through Mughal Gardens

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4. Visit Floating Market

Dal Lake Floating Market provides an unforgettable shopping experience. Browse local handicrafts, jewelry and souvenirs on board the traditional wooden shikaras to take home as keepsakes from your honeymoon in Kashmir.

 

Adventure and Thrills

For adventure enthusiasts, Kashmir provides endless exciting activities to participate in during your "Honeymoon to Kashmir."

 

1. Gulmarg: An Adventure Hub

Gulmarg is an adventure seeker's delight. In wintertime it becomes an epicentre of skiing and snowboarding action with the Gulmarg Gondola being one of the highest cable cars worldwide offering breathtaking views and access to premier skiing slopes; during the summer it offers trekking opportunities as well as golf.

2. Rafting in Pahalgam

Pahalgam, commonly referred to as the Valley of Shepherds, offers exquisite beauty and exhilarating white-water rafting adventures on Lidder River. You and your partner will grow closer as you experience thrilling rapids.

3. Trekking in Sonamarg Trekkers flock to Sonamarg - known as "Meadow of Gold" in Hindi - as it provides stunning trekking trails leading to picturesque lakes and meadows, including Thajiwas Glacier Trek which boasts panoramic views of surrounding snow-clad peaks.

 

As You Journey Together

While on your "Honeymoon to Kashmir," remember it's an opportunity to make unforgettable memories with the person you love. Here are a few extra tips to ensure an incredible trip:

1. Capture Memories

Kashmir's beauty is unparalleled and you won't want to forget capturing all the special moments on camera or your smartphone! Don't forget to bring along a camera or smartphone for taking shots of its breathtaking sights as well as you and your travel partner spending quality time together.

 

2. Step Away From the World

To fully experience the magic of Kashmir, try disconnecting from the outside world. Put away your devices, enjoy its serenity, and focus on each other - this digital detox will deepen your bonding experience!

3. Discover Local Markets

Kashmir is well known for its handicrafts, such as Pashmina shawls, saffron and intricately designed carpets. Be sure to explore local markets and purchase souvenirs as mementoes of your honeymoon trip at Kashmir!

4. Savor Local Cuisine

Kashmiri cuisine will tantalize your senses. Enjoy dishes such as Rogan Josh, Gushtaba and Yakhni for an unforgettable culinary experience. Make sure to visit one of the traditional Kashmiri restaurants for an intimate romantic dinner experience.

 

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[luchaxia]

I'm still trying to get back into normal drawing, durtying the paper... But tonight I really wanted to sketch Piko, as he's my light for 13 years already...

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Down here I want to write some thought and things, why rn I'm so thankful to Piko and how his music still helps me 🤧

It's like I wanna start with the fact, that it's around a year since I got tuberculosis.. (according to doctors)

Since October I started my treatment and it's difficult, I had another surgery and I hope to get back to normal life by June, but there are no any forecasts for now(

It's a difficult thing to live with, but because of stereotypes, discrimination and you're alone against the world 🫠 for real, I can say that the pressure is hard and you have to keep struggling and fighting just to be part of society..

And here is the thing that only one thing can make me happy and calm - listening to music, Piko's music! I remember the day Piko and Sekihan performed together, I was preparing for new analyses at the hospital and I started to cry, cry hard, feeling if I'm the happiest person in the world! For the first time in few months I felt the will to fight, I was feeling myself alive... I really don't know, how to describe my emotions, but at very least I was thankful to them! Seeing how they work rn makes me work hard too!

The second thing happened in 2021, it was already hard time for my health, but looking at Piko and his health problems I made myself look forward and be strong! And I got a thing to be strong! Once in my life I got reply from Piko to my question... Idk, I was about to cry, when I saw it... I got advice I use even rn in 2023, leaving one hospital for another. He told me, that you should think about what you'd do, when everythings is over, when you're healthy again... Every day, when I start to feel down again, coz I have pain, problems with ppl, coz some of them does think that I'm not a human anymore, ignor me... I remember these word, I look at that message and start to calm down, get my will to live again... I think there no words to describe, how thankful I am, how just a simple sentence bring me to life again and again...

That was a lot oh my god ahahaha

But, all I want to say, if someone reached this point - stay healthy, take care of your health - it's one and only thing which is important in this life! Remember it!

[justdyingslowly]

1. Name justdyingslowly obviously come on

2. Nationality Australian

3. Age 22

4. Birthday nnnah dont feel like it

5. Zodiac sign (or your primal zodiac sign) Libra/Scorpio cusp

6. Gender wamon

7. Sexuality very very hetero

8. Your looks (add a picture or describe yourself) androgenous

9. What do you/did you study? Psychology (focus on sexology) and art.

10. What’s your current job like?/What job would you like to have? I am disabled you think I can work ha sexologist would be awesome. When I was a kid I wanted to be a fireman but Australias always burning

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11. Your birth order head first

12. How many siblings do you have? 1

13. Do you have good relations with your family? yeah dads finally out of his abusive relationship, nearing age 70 and his emotions and his sexuality are finally opening up for the first time and that makes me SO happy.

14. How many friends do you have? what kind of fucked up question is this.

15. Your relationship status relationshipped. Fiance? got the marriage papers in a drawer somewhere with the car rego but can’t be fucked filling them?

16. What do you look for in a SO? empathetic, mature, calm. Always open to discussion. Prefers to be blunt rather than secretive. Emotional age over 14 (incredibly fucking rare apparently). Puts an importance on context and understanding other views above all else.

17. Do you have a crush? Hellll yeah Crush on my partner and got a crush on a mutual friend of ours who don’t even know hes cute af hehe one day partners gonna accidentally spill the beans and embarrass me coz hes shit with secrets RIP me.

18. When did you have your first kiss? You think I can remember this bullshit? Its not that big a deal

19. Do you prefer serious and meaningful relationships or casual dating/one night stands? One night stand sex almost exclusively sucks. Just. SUCKS. Because neither of you know what the other likes and it ends up being an awkward mix of trying to please yourself while trying to also be considerate.

20. What are your deal breakers? Plugging your ears to anything that feels gross, uncomfortable or disagrees with you. How can you grow as a person without introspection? How can you mold what you think and believe without taking in other arguments and comparing them to your beliefs to see how they stack up? Its pathetic.

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21. How was your day? cute mutual friend had a fall this morning and were both worried about him. His back is bad and he’s getting a little older, he can’t be getting dizzy and having falls like that. other than that im anxious about seeing my gastro. He’s lovely but... specialists are specialists. Good at knowing what they know but not always great at listening.

22. Favourite food & drink you think im allowed to eat or drink? water and... foods a touchy subject.

23. What position do you sleep in? Usually on my side with a body pillow to grip so I don’t end up choking my partner in his sleep.

24. What was your last dream about? uuhhh...going to italy and being unable to get into this tiny basket boat properly.

25. Your fears does PTSD to medical shit count haha

26. Your dreams ... going to italy and being unable to get into a tiny basket boat thingy?

27. Your goals - get some sort of diagnosis eventually. Its been 3 years of trying and im tired. - get back to studying art part time for my bachelors. - pass JLPT N3. - go back to university for psychology. - do the dishes when I get home.

28. Any pets? two budgies. we also take care of any orphaned or injured birds.

29. What are your hobbies? feeling nauseous drawing writing a little bit im making a little gameboy game in C atm too

30. Any cool places in your area? i live next to a national park with waterfalls and koalas and emus and stuff

31. What was your last awkward situation? mutual friend made a comment on his chest i playfully smacked it (related to the comment) it was surprisingly hard “O-oh wow, thats... I didnt expect that” my partner laughed at me. it was awful.

32. What is your last regret? getting embarrassed at friends pecs stop making me think about it 33. Language/s you can speak english. N4 Japanese.

34. Do you believe in astrological stuff? (Zodiac, tarot, etc.) of course not what the fuck

35. Have any quirks? Quirkless. I do wiggle when im happy though apparently.

36. Your pet peeves open doors.

37. Ideal vacation spend a months chilling in an old japanese house in autumn hokkaido oooooof that sounds nice

38. Any scars? internal? yes

39. What does your last text message say? peepee poopoo ustinky

40. Last 5 things from your search history how do i find this

41. What’s your [device] background? Sam Porter Bridges walkin around Sam Porter Bridges cuddling BB-28 Louise while he sleeps my chicken

42. What do you daydream about? all might

43. Describe your dream home an old japanese house in autumn hokkaido oooooof that sounds nice

44. What’s your religion/Your thought about religion its a comforting thought having a parent-figure who cares about you and looks after all the big things you can’t manage yourself, but institutionalizing it runs a severe risk of becoming harmful cults. And it often does.

45. Your personality type me

46. The most dangerous thing you’ve done i saw the lost bunny that was on all the posters in the neighbourhood looked thin and patchy so i grabbed him to take him home. im allergic. sent me to hospital and I almost died.

47. Are you happy with your current life? feeling sick sucks and partners having a depressive episode but things are pretty good

48. Some things you’ve tried in your life living

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49. What does your wardrobe consist of? blacks, reds, whites and pinks

50. Favourite colour to wear? at the moment pink. Red is always comforting though.

51. How would you describe your style? mix between lazy alternative punk, teenager with band shirts and harajuku peach kawaii uwu

52. Are you happy with your current looks? kinda wish i was a bit shorter but what can you do

53. If you could change/add something to your appearance - impossible or not - what would it be? bit shorter

54. Any tattoos or piercings? lol no PTSD

55. Do you get complimented often? by who? partner constantly, family haha are you kidding im australian so a friend’s version of showing affection is calling you a cunt and slapping your ass in public

56. Favourite aesthetic? all might

57. A popular trend that you dislike blocking because you disagree or find them distasteful. Ignoring all context to opposing thoughts and arguments. taking a personal feeling of disgust to mean something is evil. Blocking your ears to anything that isn’t a circlejerk of what you already think - and trying to isolate anyone who even just listens to something other then the noise of your sloppy dicks to have a thought of their own.

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58. Songs you’re currently obsessed with? The Machine by Low Roar

59. Song you normally wouldn’t admit you like. why wouldnt i admit i like a song

60. Favourite genre? probably enka haha

61. Favourite artist/band/genre? probably enka haha oh and tatsuro yamashita

62. Hated popular songs/artists? why the hell would I hate something like a song? I hate aspects of the music industry as a whole I guess?

63. Put your music on shuffle and list first 5 which playlist they aren’t all together in one place

64. Can you sing or play any instruments? piano, saxophone... uh... partners good at making music and playing shakuhachi

65. Do you like karaoke? no.

66. Own any albums? yes? many?

67. Do you listen to radio? What stations? no. but triple J, ABC Jazz and Classical. sometimes they even play final fantasy and JRPG music on classical which is pretty neat. -

68. Favourite movie/series? can i make this about games because then the answer is Metal Gear Solid

69. Favourite genre of movies/books/etc ...shounen?

70. Your fictional crush/es if they’re over 40yrs old, male and happy and bubbily or grumpy and sad then there’s a big ol fat chance I wanna bone. Solid Snake from MGS4, All Might and pretty much anyone drawn by Tarou Madoromi.

71. Which fictional character is you? uh

72. Are you a shipper? List your otps, if so what does this even mean what language is this

73. Favourite greek god? idk hades seems chill

74. A legend from where you live that you like the story of Tjilbruke is funny and good. all Kaurna stories are good.

75. Do you like art? What’s your favourite work or artist? im in a big egon schiele mood atm.

76. Can you share your other social media? no i am incapable

77. Favourite youtubers? many

78. Favourite platform? not too high up. actually i like being a little lower than ground level in corners.

79. How much time do you spend on the internet? too much

80. What video games have you played? Which one’s your favourite? look i just want to say that MGS4 is the best one in the series and Death Stranding is phenomenally engaging.

81. Your favourite books (manga also counts) these are all so goddamn definitive how can I pick? Oh wait the answer is One Piece

82. Do you play board/card games? I play DnD atm and know 15 yr old rules to Yugioh

83. Have you ever been to a night marathon in cinema? that shit dosn’t happen here

84. Favourite holiday golden week coz its a week also easter because thats when all the glucose based sweets come back

85. Are you into dramas? what kind

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86. Would you use death note, if you had one? no. thats called being a murderer.

87. What changes would you make in the world, no matter how impossible, if you had the power to? chill people out a bit. when people feel unsafe they get really depenfive and territorial and block their ears to everything, making in-and-out groups for themsevles that end up putting them in more harm.

88. Could you survive a zombie apocalypse? im disabled with a disabled partner. we arent funny sure we can survive normal everyday life when society is angled so sharply against us.

89. If you had to be turned into a paranormal being, what would it be? id like to be a mimi spirit

90. What would you want to happen to you after your death? spooky time

91. If you had to change your name, what would be your pick? toshinori yagi

92. Who would you switch your life with for a week? anyone healthy

93. Pick an emoji to be your tattoo that cursed one with the intense eyes and the hand

94. Write 3 things about yourself - only one of them must be true im me im not me im pee

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95. Cold or hot? cold.

96. Be a hero or be a villain? both are distasteful ideas in reality

97. Sing everything you want to say or rhyme? i can’t do either partner speak sin bad puns and its hell, these both sound about equal

98. Shapeshifting or controlling time? shapeshifting. controlling time is eithe rmanipulative or lonely. shapeshifing is every other superpower at once.

99. Be immortal or be immune to everything aside from natural death? both are deeply upsetting ideas

100. ….. or …..? jiji or ossan? generally Jiji, but ossans can be lovely too.

[daisukitty]

29.12.2020

Hey y’all ! Just a recap on my 2020.

So, for the past few years I’ve been busy with my job and other shenanigans. I finally decided to begin my journey in working abroad, I’m looking at you IRELAND. Why Ireland? I have two aunts who work in Hospitals abroad (Ireland and America), they always share stories about their job and life abroad, I find Ireland more enticing because I think the weather and the mood in Ireland would suit me better than the US, I am a person who enjoys cool cold weather after all. Anyways, I sat and took the IELTS exam twice on 2019 but sadly I did not reach a passing mark in my writing test in both of them. Luckily, a close friend of mine invited me to take the OET exam, albeit it was rather expensive I gave it a go and thankfully passed the exam. Passing the exam was my ticket to apply in Ireland as a Non-EU applicant.

The NMBI process was easy once you have all the available documents at hand, the waiting part is tough but it’s over within 6 months or less. The part where I had a hard time was procuring my PRC documents, I had to go to Davao City since it needs to be sent by a Regional office. So, amidst the pandemic and the threat to visiting a covid-19 hotspot, I really needed those documents so I had to force my mom to let me go even if I travel alone. It was the first time I drove to Davao by myself, and what do you know my tire exploded, I wasn’t hurt (THANK GOD!) and I had a spare tire, a bystander helped me find a car mechanic to change the tire. It was a 4 hour ride, time was ticking, by the way I cried when I got back on the road thinking ‘I could have died back there.’ So I arrived at PRC and I find out that they were about to stop accepting applicants because they’re only open in the Morning and I got there at 10:30am. Close call but I got in. I started processing and then I was informed that there were no stamps left, the stamps are needed for processing documents. My heart sank, I asked them where I might be able to buy the stamps, but they said even the ones selling outside has none left, and they don’t know when the stamps will be available. My heart sank even deeper, I came there with only one goal and I almost got into an accident and I won’t even get what I came for. The NMBI deadline was nearing its end and the PRC documents is the only requirement left. If I don’t get this now, I will have to reschedule my appointment and the next available date is past my NMBI deadline. I was teary eyed, thinking of just leaving and accepting my destiny, I went to the gate and talked to the guard eating his lunch. He told me to go back inside and wait for him, so I did. After a few minutes he approached me together with an applicant, the guy gave me 2 stamps, he said he brought four earlier, so he gave it to me. I paid him, and I paid the guard. I felt so blessed, I was being helped by strangers whenever I encountered problems. I finished processing and went home directly.

After a month of waiting, I received my Decision Letter from NMBI (October 25), that day I began sending my CVs to various Hospitals and Agencies who are advertising for Theatre Nurse vacancies. November 09, I was chilling at home drawing on my pen tablet when my phone suddenly rang, my eyes widened and my heart beat fast after reading [IRELAND] on my phone screen, I picked up my phone and frantically paced around the house, it was from an agency called CCM recruitment. The call went like this:

agent: Hello? Is this [my name] ?

Nina: Yes, yes maam, speaking.

agent: Okay. I am from CCM Recruitment, are you available for a pre-screening interview right now?

Nina: (right now? I’m not prepared...I need to prepare!) uhm, I’m actually at work today maam (LIES!)

agent: oh, is that so, sorry for calling at this hour.

Nina: No, no, i’ts fine maam. I’m off duty tomorrow.

agent: Okay, can we have the interview tomorrow?

Nina: Sure maam, at what time would that be?

agent: same time. okay? talk to you tomorrow nina.

Nina: thank you very much for calling maam.

And that’s how I escaped because I got scared of not knowing what questions she’ll throw me. I researched some examples on pre-screening interviews and asked a group of nurses with the same experience on what I should be expecting. The day finally came, her first words were ‘sorry ha, natagalan.’ so I thought, ohhh a filipina? My agent was a filipina, I felt a bit relieved knowing that. She just clarified things about my experiences and background, most of her questions were about what I have written on my CV. When I heard the words ‘Okay nina, I’ll help you land a job here in Ireland.’ I was screaming internally! I reviewed my CV after the interview and found a mistake on the year when I started in the OR, I was scared I thought that I would loose my credibility as an applicant and that they would be disappointed and reject my application. I emailed Maam Beth (agent) about the mistake and she replied ‘noted.’ I got my confidence back, I felt blessed to have a kind and understanding agent like her. 

December 2, I received a call from Maam Beth, she was bearing good news:

Beth: Hello nina, sorry medyo natagalan tayo, ilang weeks din tayo na tengga.

Nina: Hello maam beth, no worries po maam.

Beth: soo, my good news ako, may interested na employer sayo no, 2 hospitals and scheduled for interview next week. (SHOOKT) yung CHI and yung isa naman Blackrock, bale may webinar so mag attend ka ha.

Nina: wow, thank you po maam beth.

We discussed about the schedule of the interview and what to do to prepare for an interview. I attended the webinar but it focused only on CHI, I found out later that I was not short-listed for CHI so I focused on Blackrock Clinic Hospital. December 9, the interview schedule was later at 11pm which is 3pm in Ireland, I was told that the interviewer will be the Matron of BRC (Carmel). I was super nervous, I just left the window open, she was late for 30 minutes, I got scared coz I thought she skipped my file or something. When I saw her on the screen I said “oh Hi maam, I saw you on youtube.” A bit unprofessional but she chuckled and I gained a  bit of confidence. The interview lasted for 15-18 minutes, she asked about my experiences in OR and some situational questions inside the theatre, she asked if I would be able to handle their hospital since my current hospital is not as busy and stuff like that, she asked if I’ll be able to pass the RCSI exam, and many more. The interview ended, I did not really know if I did well or if my answers were enough to pass but I lighted a  candle in the Church and prayed to pass. December 10, I received a call from maam beth, at first she asked if we discussed the salary and I said no she didn’t tell me. I thought, the salary wsnt discussed by her because maybe I didn’t pass the interview...I felt sad, but then maam beth broke the silence with a “congratulations”. I was overjoyed, I PASSED!? I PASSED!! She told me about the salary and the RCSI exam and about the next steps. The next day I signed the contract.

I’m still currently processing the papers that were sent by Ate beth (she wants me to call her that and not maam) and some requirements that I need to secure like GP check-up and vaccination status, I’m still employed in the Philippines right now, the next RCSI exam is  on March 2021, I’m not sure if i’ll be able to sit that one with the current pandemic but I’m hoping for the best! I AM FAVORED AND BLESSED IN SO MANY WAYS! I guess my next post will be when I arrive in Ireland.

[chuffyfan87]

Growing Pains. Part 9d

Opening the drawer they began to sift through the numerous notebooks and pieces of paper inside.

Until they found what they were looking for. Beth’s address.

Duffy was distracted by some drawings she had found.

Charlie peered over her shoulder at the pictures.

"I'm not sure we were supposed to see these."

“They’re quite...” He trailed off.

"Yeh..."

“Will you stay here just in case Em comes back?”

"Its either that or leave Jake in charge..."

“I’ll try and not be long.” He kissed her cheek.

"Take all the time she needs. Maybe you'll be able to get to the bottom of all of this." She sighed.

“I can only try.” He admitted. “See you later gorgeous.” He kissed her tenderly before he left to go and find Emily.

When he arrived at the flat on the piece of paper no-one answered the door though there was the glow of a light from a room towards the back of the flat. He knocked again, ringing the bell. There was no answer for several minutes.

He was about to knock for the third time when the door opened.

"I'll call the fucking police if you don't piss off!" Beth remarked angrily, pulling her dressing gown around herself, the distinct whiff of alcohol on her breath.

“Is Em here?” He asked.

"What's it to you?"

“I’m her father. Charlie. You must be Beth?”

"Yeh, so?"

A familiar giggle could be heard from the hallway behind Beth. "He's come to drag me home coz I've been a naughty girl!"

“Em. I just want to talk.”

"Yeh but I don't want to. Beth, it's cold with the door open!" Emily pouted, her voice a little slurred as she continued to giggle.

He sighed, “I know my princess is struggling...”

"I am fine!" Emily retorted in a tone that Charlie had heard far too many times from another woman in his life to even consider believing.

“You’re just like your mother when you say that.” He sighed, “I’ll stay here all night if I have to Em. I just want to see you.”

"Fine!" Emily sighed, stumbling slightly as she made her way to the door. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt - not the clothes she'd been wearing when she'd run off up the street. "Here I am. Now will you go?" She asked, leaning against Beth.

“Can I talk to you, alone?” He glanced at Emily and then Beth, settling his eyes back on Em.

"I'm not going back home with you."

“Why not?”

Emily shrugged. "Don't want to."

Charlie reached out to stroke her cheek, “I know my little girl's hurting right now and doesn’t know what to do.”

"Mum told you where to find me, didn't she? She swore she wouldn't say anything." Emily retorted, her eyes screaming with betrayal.

“She didn’t say anything.” He took a tatty piece of paper from his pocket, “I found this in your drawer. I had to make sure you were ok. I know you’re struggling but you don’t have to struggle on your own.”

"She's not on her own." Beth interjected.

“Answer me this question, Emmy? Does Beth make you really happy?”

Emily nodded.

“Then why are you so scared?”

"I'm not." Emily replied but she couldn't seem to look her father in the eye when she spoke.

“Yes you are. Answer me, why?”

Emily remained silent.

Beth looked from Emily to Charlie and back again. She sighed. "If you don't tell him I will."

“Please princess.”

Emily shook her head and ran back into the flat.

Beth watched her flee, torn between following her and revealing the truth.

“Do you know why she’s scared?” Charlie asked Beth.

Beth nodded. She opened the door further and allowed Charlie into the lounge. On the table was a partially consumed bottle of vodka and two glasses. Some of Emily's clothes lay on the floor alongside what he presumed were Beth's.

He sat on the sofa and smiled sadly at the glasses of vodka on the table.

"It happened on the way home from school yesterday..." Beth sighed, grabbing her glass from the table and knocking back the remainder of its contents in a single mouthful.

“What did?”

"Some 'friends' of her idiot brother grabbed her off the street and dragged her onto the rec."

“Which brother? Louis?” He swallowed, “What did they do?”

Beth nodded. "Seems he owed money but since they couldn't find him they went after the next best thing. She's covered in cigarette burns and bruises." Beth started to cry.

Charlie's heart broke. He got up off the sofa and went to the room Emily was last seen fleeing into. He knocked on the door. “Em? Princess?”

"Go away!" She screamed.

He opened the door. “I can’t do that.”

"Does no-one know how to keep their gobs shut anymore?" She cried, curled up on the unmade bed.

He lay down beside her, “Where did they hurt you? I need to check they’re not infected.”

"I can't..." She mumbled.

“Was it somewhere intimate?”

Emily shifted slightly to pull the duvet over herself, glancing awkwardly at the floor.

“Is that a yes, Em?” He closed his eyes. “Did they say how much Louis owed?”

"No! Yes... Um... I..." She was growing increasingly flustered. "A lot..."

“How much do you know?”

"They said that it was hundreds. And if he didn't pay up by the end of the week then they'd take what he'd offered up as an alternative payment..." She sobbed.

“You?” He whispered.

She nodded. "Plus Tilly and Lottie if I wasn't enough to settle the debt." She whispered.

Charlie closed his eyes. His heart breaking further. “I’ll make this right, princess. I love you. Stay here, but please call your mum ok? Let her know you’re safe.” He kissed the top of her head.

"Please don't tell the twins. I made them go a different way home to try and protect them..."

“I promise I won’t.” He paused, “I’m going to talk to Louis.”

Emily slowed raised the tshirt she was wearing, tears in her eyes.

Her little body was covered in cigarette burns. “I’m so sorry for all this mess sweetheart. Forgive me?”

"I lied for him..." She sobbed.

“For Louis? What did you say?”

"He made me promise not to tell you or mum what he was doing. I was scared he'd try and hurt mum again."

He kissed her forehead, “He won’t hurt your mum because I won’t let him. And those people won’t hurt you again or the twins. They’d have to go through me first, ok?”

"He said that I wouldn't be able to stop him like last time."

“Did he say what he would do?”

"Just that he'd make it look like a tragic accident."

He swallowed, “That’s not going to happen princess. Daddy needs to go and speak to Louis ok?” He kissed her head.

Emily nodded. "Tell mama I'm sorry." She whispered.

“You have no reason to be sorry princess, no reason ok?” He reassured.

Emily curled up in the bed without replying.

He got up off the bed and left the room. “Look after her, won’t you?” He said to Beth.

"I will. I'm sorry for being rude before - I just couldn't take any chances."

“It’s fine, I understand.” He smiled. “Goodnight Beth, night Em. Love you.”

When he arrived at the hospital his head was spinning. He went up to the ward that Louis was in.

Though it was late the nurse in charge waved him through.

“Thanks.” He approached the bed. “Louis?”

Louis barely acknowledged his father's presence as he lay on his side staring at the wall.

“How much money do you owe those scum bags?”

"Tell them to up my dose." Louis mumbled.

“Not until you answer me!!”

"Need more!"

“Tell me how much money you owe!!”

"Don't remember."

“Yes you do!”

"I..." Louis' eyes suddenly rolled back into his head and he began foaming at the mouth.

“Shit!” Charlie reached for the emergency buzzer before he held Louis so he wouldn’t hurt himself during the seizure.

Louis' movements caused the bedsheets to slide down and Charlie noticed a needle sticking out of his son's arm.

He’d taken heroin. And since it had been a couple of days since his last fix, it was now a toxic dose. “Louis!”

The doctors rushed in, alerted by the emergency buzzer.

Charlie stepped away from the bed as the doctors rushed in and tried to save Louis. He watched as the doctors attempted to reverse the effects of the heroin that Louis had taken.

They managed to stabilise Louis but Charlie couldn’t stay and watch. He walked away and drove home...

Duffy was pacing the hallway when he arrived back at the house. "Where the hell have you been?!" She burst out as soon as he opened the door.

“Thinking.”

"Did you find Emily? Is she OK?"

“Yeah.” He wandered into the kitchen and started to look for a bottle of whiskey.

"Charlie? Talk to me..."

He shook his head. “Bingo.” He pulled a bottle of whiskey out of the cupboard, unscrewed the lid and took a large mouthful of the liquid.

"What the hell happened? What's wrong with my baby girl?"

“Nothing!” He took another mouthful before wandering into the garden.

"Charlie! Please..!"

“No!” He finished half the bottle of whiskey and sat down on the floor, resting his head against the brick wall.

"You're really starting to worry me..." She sighed, placing her hand on his shoulder.

“I need you to go away for a while. You, the girls, the younger two. Abroad somewhere...”

"What?! You're not making any sense..."

“You need to go away for a while! All of you. Even the older two!”

"Are you planning to tell me why?"

“I can’t. You’ll hate me.”

"I'm not going anywhere til you start talking Charlie."

“Em got hurt."

"What?! When?!" Duffy gasped.

“Coming home from school yesterday.” He muttered, “Its my fault!”

"How is it your fault? What happened to her?"

“All this with Louis, it’s all my fault!”

[manggojooz]

I Need You

A request for your appreciation post~

She was always there for him. A bright light shining in the darkness when his coldest thoughts would haunt him. But she starts to draw away from him,not answering when he thinks he needs her most. His own best friend and the last anchor in his life won’t come when he calls. And so he feels he’s been left alone. He hates her for abandoning him,he’s angry and lost and destructive,until he gets a call. “Is this Mr.Min? This is Officer Jeon and I’m here at Seoul Medical in the ER. You were listed as (reader’s emergency contact.)”

It turns out that she’d been in an abusive relationship but didn’t want to worry him because of what he’d been going through.He rushes to the hospital to find her bruised up bad,barely conscious and he breaks down beside her.

“Stop it Yoongi. Don’t beat yourself up for me.”

“But I love you. And I was too wrapped up in my own bullshit to realise that you were hurting so much more than me. How could I be so blind??”

Yeah I know this is super specific I got over excited lol. If there’s anything you wanna change that’s kewl. But I Need You,specifically the beginning lyrics inspired me and I couldnt help myself. Either way thank you!!💚💜💚

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A/N: @anjelicjazz thank you so much for sending this!! I Need You is one of the first BTS songs I listened to and I still love it loads. I hope I didn’t let you down with the story coz this is not my usual style of writing…  Also, english lyrics taken from here

Pairing: Yoongi x reader (deduced from Mr. Min hahaha) 

Word count: 2.5k words 

Genre: angsttt but i wouldn’t say it’s a sad ending 

Warnings (a lot of it): evident from request, there’s abusive themes; further, there’s mentions of cheating, violence, accidents and mild swearing

“Fall Fall Fall, scattering apart Fall Fall Fall, falling”

Pieces of porcelain and glass scattered on the floor.  

A man falling.  

Scraps of torn paper flutters down like snow, a piece getting caught in between his fingers, the rest of it dropping onto the ground and turning wet.  

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“Because of you, I’m becoming ruined I wanna stop, I don’t want you anymore I can’t do it, this sucks Please don’t give me any excuses”

Yoongi unlocked the door, the familiar scent of her shampoo coming from the bathroom indicating she’s home. He drags his feet in, not at all excited to be back. Months have gone on, he liked her, but he didn’t like her. She had her ways, keeping him chained to her side. At times he felt like he couldn’t live without her, at times he felt like he wished he never met her. Coming back was only out of habit and he just didn’t find the strength to leave altogether.  

However tonight, she gave him that strength. The pieces of clothing scattered around, the moaning sounds travelling down the hallway, the intense vibrations in the air, all gave him that strength.  

He walks into the bedroom, just to let her know that he dutifully came back today too despite not having to.  

“Yoon- Yoongi…”, his name came out in half a moan and half a gasp.

Without a word, he walks to the wardrobe. He was already wearing a leather jacket but it’s too cold outside now, he persuaded himself. He picks out a dark gray hoodie, taking off his leather jacket, he pulls it over his head, before putting on the leather again.  

“Yoongi! Wait, I can expl-”, she runs out into the living room after him, wearing only a bathrobe.  

“What for…”, Yoongi hisses, not turning around to look at her, just the thought of it making him sick.  

“Min Yoongi, don’t leave me, I need you”, she sniffles.  

“I need you…”, he growls.  

She almost breaks into a smile and skipped towards him when he finishes his line.  

“… to let me leave. Admit it. You want me, but you don’t need me”, and he storms out into the night.  

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“You can’t do this to me  All of the things you said are like a mask  It hides the truth and rips me apart  It pierces me, I’m going crazy, I hate this  Take it all away, I hate you”

When she said she loved him, those were lies. When she said he was all she wanted, those were lies. When she said she will be with him forever, those were lies.  

Each time she lied, a nail was hammered in to his heart. He could easily see through her deception, but he believed her again and again, letting his own lies get in the way of seeing the truth. But enough is enough, every coffin has a last nail. She sealed it today, the coffin over his dead love.  

She never loved him, he was never enough for her.  

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“But you’re my everything  Everything  Everything Please go away”

He had believed that she could be his everything. He had wanted it that way. He melded her lies to fit his dreams. In the end, his dreams became a lie.  

She was not everything. And he was nothing.  

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“I’m sorry (I hate you) I love you (I hate you) Forgive me”

“I’m sorry”, “forgive me”, “I love you”, those were her biggest lies, and he never wants to hear these words again.  

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“I need you girl Why am I in love alone, why am I hurting alone I need you girl Why do I keep needing you when I know I’ll get hurt? I need you girl, you’re beautiful I need you girl, you’re so cold I need you girl I need you girl”

He loved her alone. He was hurt alone. He always went back to her alone. He needed to prove that he could conquer her. He knew he would be hurt again, but his ego wouldn’t let him go. At least now he knows, he never needed her, he only wanted to prove a point.

The sleepless nights, the heinous thoughts, his blinded soul. All those times, you were the only one by his side when she broke him.

“I don’t think anyone in this world can love me”, he mumbles, not realising he was resting most of his weight on you.  

“Look at the sky", you told him, “think about it… somewhere there must be at least one person who is looking up at it with loving eyes, but the sky never knows, that it is loved like that”, you said while squinting and pointing up at the blue sky, the dark gray hood falling off of your head as you looked up.  

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“It goes round and round, why do I keep coming back I go down and down, at this point, I’m just a fool Whatever I do, I can’t help it It’s definitely my heart, my feelings but why don’t they listen to me”

You had warned him about her. You had told him about her. But he fearlessly charged ahead, and all you could do was watch him burn, both his heart and yours.  

Yet he pulled through long enough, not because he had her, but because he had you. Even though you hated that he ran to her, you kept your arms opened for him. He ran back to you countless of times, and each time, you still embraced him with all your heart.  

You healed him better than any medicine, vices or human could. And after you healed him, he would stubbornly go back to his old ways again, thinking it was fine, it will be fine, because he had the best medicine in the world.

Both of you were fools.  

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“I’m just talking to myself again, talking to myself again I’m just talking to myself again, talking to myself again You’re not saying anything, please, I’ll treat you well But the sky is blue, the sky is blue”

At some point, you vanished from his life. He would call, he would message but you would never pick up or reply.  

It was too sudden, it was too harsh. He needed to know why, so that he could attempt to do better. But he never asked, and in any case, you would never have replied.  

He takes out his phone, wanting to dial your number again. The clenches in his heart squeezes him dry. It didn’t hurt when he saw her in bed with another man tonight. But it hurts so much when he opens his chat with you. The long list of messages from him to you, like a soliloquy, drawing no response.  

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“The sky is blue and the sun is shining So my tears are even more noticeable Why is it you? Why did it have to be you? Why can’t I leave you?” He leans against the railings on the bridge the whole night, looking up at the sky. The stars disappeared as the sun has now risen, and he was wondering if you too were looking up at this sky. Tears welled up in his eyes. Where are you now? Why did he need you so much? You deserve better…  

Your pupils felt a sudden change in brightness despite the fact that you couldn’t really open your eyes. You used every strength to lift your eyelids just enough to see a blurry blue sky. Breathing was difficult, hushed shouting surrounded you, all your nerve endings could detect was pain. Why did this happen to you? Why did it have to be you? Could you not have walked away? At least the sky was still blue. But it was only seconds before it was taken away, and then all you could see was the metallic insides of an ambulance. A tear rolls down your eye.  

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“I need you girl Why am I in love alone, why am I hurting alone I need you girl Why do I keep needing you when I know I’ll get hurt? I need you girl, you’re beautiful I need you girl, you’re so cold I need you girl, I need you girl” Yoongi returns to the apartment, wanting to pack all of his things. She runs up to him, hugging him from behind and crying into his back.  

“I’m sorry, Yoongi”, she whimpers.  

Enough.  

“I really do love you…”

Enough.  

“Please forgive me one last time”, she chokes.  

“ENOUGH!”, he shouts, grabbing her arms and throwing her onto the couch.  

She starts to yell at him too. Demanding to know where he went throughout the night, threatening him with herself, shouting at him that he was to blame for all these as well.  

You hadn’t been there to heal him, you hadn’t been there to hold him back, you hadn’t been there to calm him down. So this must be it, this must be the real extent to which he never knew he must have hated her.  

She throws a pillow at him in anger, he catches it and smashes it at the cabinet instead. When the glass panel didn’t shatter, he was more enraged. He picks up a photo frame on the nearby mantlepiece and hurls it straight at the glass shelves filled with kitchenware. Pieces of porcelain and glass scattered on the floor.

She screamed at him even more, hysterical that he would act like this to her, outraged that he was no longer under her control. How he wished he had shattered with the fragile tableware, but he was still in one piece, and that made him increasingly upset. Yet even in his strongest rages, he would never hurt another person, other than himself.  

Just as he was about to make probably the worst decision in his life, the sound of his phone ringing pierced through the room. He didn’t pick it up.

There was suddenly an intense silence in the room when the ringing stopped. Then the unknown number calls again. Yoongi was beyond annoyed but decides that he should answer it.  

“Is this Mr. Min Yoongi?”, the caller enquired.  

“Yes, why?”, he was impatient.  

“This is Officer Jeon and I’m here at Seoul Medical, in the Emergency Room. You were listed as an emergency contact of Ms. Y/N…”, the caller said calmly.  

He dashes to the hospital. The only thing on his mind is that you must be safe; he needs you to be. He only ever needed you.  

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“Girl, just tell me you wanna break up Girl, just tell me it wasn’t love”

Patches of purple, dark blue and black adorned your body, or at least whatever was visible to him. Your lips were parched and cut up, one eye more swollen than the other and a long line of stitches stretched across your forehead.  

“Mr. Min Yoongi?”, the voice from the call earlier approaches him.  

“What happened to her?”, he demanded.  

“Someone reported that they heard screaming coming from the apartment and when we went to the scene, she was unconscious. We understand that she was at her boyfriend’s apartment and we are investigating the matter now…”, Officer Jeon explains.  

He crouches next to your motionless form, holding onto your hand. You felt cold, you looked brittle. How could anyone hurt you like this? Why didn’t you leave him?  

Tell me, he begged internally, tell me you didn’t love him. He was crying by now, because he understands. You were just like him.  

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“I have no courage to say that Give me my last gift So I can’t ever go back to you”

“Why did you hide from me? Why didn’t you tell me?”, was what he asked when you woke up, his eyes puffy and swollen.  

“Stop it, Yoongi. Don’t beat yourself up for me”, you said weakly, knowing that despite his blunt words to you, he was blaming himself inside.  

“But I love you. And I was too wrapped up in my own bullshit to realise that you were hurting so much more than me. How could I be so blind??”, he sobbed. “Why will you never let me do anything for you…”, he lamented.  

“I don’t want you to do anything… I just want you to be safe and happy…”, you smiled at him.  

“Y/N, I’m sorry, I love you… forgive me”, and he said the words he hated the most before turning determinedly to head out.  

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“I need you girl Why am I in love alone, why am I hurting alone I need you girl Why do I keep needing you when I know I’ll get hurt?”

A man falling. A car approaches. He smashes onto the hood.  

A group of policemen struggles to restrain Yoongi on top of the short flight of stairs while another two rushes to attend to the accident.  

How could they let the bastard out on bail? Yoongi couldn’t understand. He doesn’t want to either. He won’t let him hurt you again. That was how they ended up in a fight on the steps of the police station. One forceful punch from Yoongi caused him to lose his balance and fall onto the road below.  

That was also how Yoongi ended up in the detention centre, wilting his days away. He doesn’t regret it. He never will.  

He wrote many letters to you, always ending them with “I’m sorry, forgive me, don’t wait for me.”  

You never came once to visit him. You never replied to his letters. So all he did was look out the window at the sky every day.  

When he had only one month left to serve, he took all his time to write you just one more letter. This time he ended it with, “I’m sorry, I love you, will you wait for me?”  

As he puts the pen down, he laughs at himself, and he tears up the letter slowly into tiny pieces.  

Scraps of torn paper flutters down the table like snow, a piece getting caught in between his fingers, the rest of it dropping onto the ground and turning wet.  

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“I need you girl, you’re beautiful I need you girl, you’re so cold I need you girl I need you girl”

He walks out through the rusty metal door, the outside air smells not much different from the inside.  

He stuffs his hands into the pockets of that same dark gray hoodie and doesn’t even look up as he walks on, knowing that there would be no one waiting for him anyway, and not knowing where he wanted to go now.  

Suddenly, a pair of black converse appears in front of him, blocking his pointless march. He looks up and sees your face. You still looked the same, but for that scar on your forehead. He still felt the same, but for the scars left inside of him.  

“You told me not to wait for you…”, you mumbled, “but I can’t… I’m sorry, I love you… forgive me.”  

You needed him too. Just as much as he needed you. But you were both fools.  

[forever-yoongis]

My Chemistry Of Love

Ships: Yoongi x Reader, ft. Namjoon x reader :3

Genre: Fluff, angst

Yoongi only had to stay for a week now. His wounds had healed completely, but we held him in for another week so that he could have a few more days of rest since once he went back, his schedule wouldn’t allow him to relax. Fresh out of an injury, it was necessary that he took as much of rest as possible. I usually went right to the reception after getting my breakfast to adjust the schedule, so that I could check on Yoongi and also make him take his meals.

Drawing lines between your patients and yourself, I thought again as I put on my surgical gloves and got ready for the surgery. I had completely forgotten that I had to go and make Yoongi eat. Gloomy,strange thoughts clouded my mind as I thought that there was no point in going after him. Where would we even be after this week anyways? And Alex had been right. I had to learn to draw my lines.

The surgery got over only after five and as I slowly walked towards my room I realized that Yoongi probably hadn’t taken his meals. I turned around and ran towards the room, overcome with guilt. I was the one who first agreed to this in the first place, I thought in a despair. What am I to do now? I thought when I suddenly ran into the nurse in charge of his room. “Did he take his meals yet” I gasped out, panting from running all the way down the stairs. The nurse smiled. “Don’t worry doctor, he seemed a bit grumpy since you were late. But when we explained that it was because you got caught up in a surgery, he understood and had his meals. “Don’t want to trouble her unnecessarily”, he had said.”, the nurse ended. “Oh then it’s fine. Thank you”, I left the corridor. There was no need to visit his room then.

As I trudged up the stairs, I thought of ways in which I could explain that it wasn’t possible for us to be this friendly anymore. But then, considering how stubborn he is, he might not listen, I told to myself. Just ignore him, another voice inside me added. It’ll be difficult for you, but he’ll eventually understand you’re not interested and will give up. I felt like sobbing in despair then. I had finally found someone i could trust, and now I had to let him go too. But steeling my nerves, I went back to my room thinking of ways to execute what I planned without breaking into tears in front of me.

Unfortunately for me, l couldn’t do what I had initially planned. On entering his room in the evening and seeing his face, I couldn’t bring myself to say what I wanted to. “Heard you were busy in the afternoon”, Yoongi grumbled. “But I was a good boy and had my meals”, he looked up to flash me a gummy smile. “Now you need to spend extra time with me to make up for the afternoon”, he pouted. I shut my eyes to try steady my breath. Why are you making it so hard for me Yoongi? I whispered in despair. How am I ever gonna let go of you? I tried to ignore him and went to give him his medicines. Seeing that my spirits were down, he frowned at me. “Whats wrong Ann?You seem really down”, he frowned again. “I hate seeing you this way. You can tell me what happened. I’ll listen”, he tried to hold onto my wrist as I finished checking his vitals. I stopped in my tracks. Forgive me, Yoongi, I told him in my head. Shaking his hand off, I kept his things on the table. “Ann~”, he whined. “Don’t do that. It hurts”, he complained. Wow, there’s a lot of crying to do once I reach home. “Yoongi, I think you need to get used to feeding yourself for the rest of the week. I won’t be there to make you eat after this anyways”, I told him bluntly. Before he could say anything else, I shut the door to his room and left.

I really didn’t need to visit Yoongi nowadays. He didn’t need to have his meds anymore, for he had healed completely. As about his meals, I’m sure he’ll have them on his own now. He’s mature enough to not go on a hunger strike coz I didn’t go to give him his meals. After turning towards the VIP section by mistake again and again whenever I passed that area, which hurt a lot because it took me a lot of will to stop myself, I finally stopped visiting him entirely. The nurses, at first, would peep in my room to inform me that Yoongi is asking for me. My heart would hurt a lot to tell them to inform him that I’m too busy, but I kept steeling myself. It’s only for the best, I told myself. I had to cry a lot on reaching home. This was different than before. Alex had cheated on me and never called again. So I stopped caring after a while too. But Yoongi? He never gave up and kept asking to see me. That hurt a lot. So I cried a lot whenever I would be alone. Sophie and Exci got tired of explaining that he won’t be a patient after a week when he’d be discharged. They would try to push me towards his room. They once even pulled to the corridor that lead to his room, but I bit Sophie's hands that held me and ran (yeah yeah I know, not very mature and hygienic of me, but whatever).

This was his last day at the hospital. I had to visit him today to give him the reports and papers so that he could sign. Being his doctor, there was a whole lot of formalities to be done before the hospital discharged him and let’s just say I tried to delay my visit to his room as much as possible. As I walked down the corridor after almost a week, I was fairly confident that he had given up on me by now, for he didn’t ask for me for the last two days. But I was afraid that I might just start sobbing on seeing his face again. As I pushed open the door to his room, probably for the last time, I thought back wistfully on the memories we had made here. God, I’ll be missing this man.

“So it’s your last day here. You’ll finally be able to go back to your company now”, I tried to smile without looking at his eyes and handed him the papers. He didn’t take them.

• “Where were you?”, he asked me, with a look in his eyes that held so many bottled up emotions in it that I dared not try analyse them. When I didn’t reply, he asked me again, whispering “why didn’t you come here even once?”, his expression would’ve made me cry right there, but I managed to hold back my tears. “I’m sorry”, I replied softly. “That is all? I really didn’t matter to you at all right? You were 'busy' every time I asked for you”, he scoffed at me, then looked away. “Tell me Ann, what did I do? Was I too nagging? Was I too clingy? Had this”, his voice cracked, “all been an act?” He didn’t look at me once. I could see his hands were trembling by his sides. Yoongi was making me feel like the most horrible person that lived on this Earth. I had thought giving and ignoring him would make him give up on me too. I couldn’t have been more wrong. “Just saying Anna, the last few weeks might not have been real for you. But it had been real for me”, he looked at me again. I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t know when the tears had started falling, but I started crying uncontrollably after that. I wrapped my arms around myself to stop myself from sobbing but I just couldn’t, til I felt a pair of arms grab me. “I’m sorry, Yoongi, I’m so sorry”, I sobbed into his chest. “I was afraid. I was afraid what this was leading to. I was afraid that I would not be a doctor if I didn’t know how to draw lines between my patients and myself. I was afraid what I’ll be left with once you left this hospital. I was scared that you might leave me, and that this may not have meant as much to you, as it had meant to me. I...I shouldn’t have fallen for you, but I did, and-“ I felt a finger stopping my lips from moving. I looked up to see him chuckling softly, but even his eyes were a little red. “You’re stupid, a fool. How did you pass your meds exam?”, he smiled at me. “C’me here”, and he hugged me again. “You’re afraid to cross a line with your patient? Let’s change that right now”, grabbing my shoulders, he pulled me up from his chest where I had been crying and looked at me, “be mine.” I started crying again, nodding furiously and hugged him again. Stroking my hair softly he told me,” you’re afraid of what we might be after I leave? Well, we’ll be the best doc-idol couple anyone has ever seen”, he says. “Thats cheesy!”, I whined as I laugh in between my tears against his chest. “Yeah? So let’s be a lil more cheesy. How about I officially declare you as my girlfriend tomorrow when my company comes to pick me up?”. I laughed again. “Do whatever you want”.

“Mhmm”, he jutted out the bottom of his lip as if thinking hard. “i think I’m missing something else”, I informed me. “And what is that?”, I tilted my head a bit to look at him.

“A kiss, duh”, he smirks and leans in. My eyes flutter close as I feel his lips against mine, and I kiss back.

The kiss lasted for a few seconds when he suddenly pulled away. He sat facing the glass door of the room, while I faced away from it. I saw he was staring hard at something outside the door. “What’s it?”, I asked. If it’s some nurse, I thought, let them see. They will get to know anyways, I snickered to myself. “Hon, are you seeing anyone else right now?”, he suddenly spoke out. “eh? Nope. Why do you ask?”, I asked confusedly. “ I thought I saw a guy outside the door who looked really shock—well never mind. He’s gone now”,he ended. And before I could say anything else, he kissed me again.

“Holy shit. It’s really late now”,I scrambled to my feet. “ I won’t be getting a cab at this hour. And I didn’t even bring my car today,” I said frantically. I didn’t even notice how late it was, because I was, well...uhh, Yoongi. You get it. “Stay here then”, Yoongi yawned. “Dont go out now. It might be dangerous”. My eyes seemed to pop out of my sockets. What the hell does he mean? I mentally slapped myself. Stop thinking such things. I scolded myself. Ugh, but still...

“What are you thinking, you lewd woman?” , Yoongi winked at me. “Hey what the fuck. Nooo!!Don’t make up stuff like that!”, I spoke frantically. “Yeah yeah, I know, now come on, get inside”, he lifted the covers beside him patting the empty space beside me. “Get in”.

I was really tired after all that happened today. Plus,it was dangerous to go outside this late and the space beside him looked inviting.... I hope no one sees us. I giggled to myself and I got inside the covers beside him. “Yes that’s like a good girl”, he smirked, turning to hug me closer. I blushed at the nickname he gave me, and punched his arm lightly. “Ow girl, what have you been eating?”, he complains, rubbing his arm and I laugh. Soon, I doze off to sleep.

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So naturally, I didn’t notice that Yoongi kept his hand under my head as a pillow, and brought me closer shielding me so that I don’t get hit by the iron studs that stood by the bed.

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I woke up that morning to people talking. Confused as to where I was at first, I tried to get up. But I saw a pair of arms holding me to the bed. Then I realized it was Yoongi's and I blushed at my memory of yesterday. I nudged him a bit, at which he replied in his husky morning voice, “hon, I don’t think it’s the best time for you to wake up right now ...”, he trailed off laughing nervously. I leapt up immediately thinking that we might have been caught, only to see that Yoongi's parents stood gaping at us.

The BTS members had come to pick Yoongi up. I walked beside him, his hand clutching mine as he walked up to his bandmates. I could not help but think back to the morning incident where his parents caught us sharing a bed. I remember blushing furiously, shaking my head and my hands frantically as I tried to explain the situation. I turned back to Yoongi who sat calmly against the wall, looking very amused. “Yoongi!! Help me here. Explain that they have got it all wrong”, I told him. “But they aren’t wrong! We did sleep with—” “YOONGI”, I squealed. “Whats wrong with you?”

“Relax sweetheart. It’s alright. We know that you didn’t do anything, you’re still wearing your clothes”, his mother laughed at my condition. “Oh God”, I had facepalmed in embarrassement.

I could see his bandmates kept teasing him, nudging him and Yoongi looked quite flustered but he still flashed me a smile. I got introduced to each of his bandmates and we shook hands politely. J-Hope tried to give me a bear hug, but got stopped by a death glare from Yoongi,at which we all laughed.

“Oh!”, I heard someone call out. Yoongi and his bandmates have already started going towards their car that would take them back. I saw Sophie on the floor, with files scattered everywhere and Kim Namjoon bend down to help her out. “Im so sorry, I really didn’t mean to do this. I apologize”, and he tries to pick up the files. Sophie extends her hand to pick a file too. I rush forward to help, but stop mid-way.

Kim Namjoon blurts out a “im sorry”, and removes his hand and I see that he had accidentally tried to pick the same file that Sophie was going to remove and had put his hand on top of hers. I saw both of them blush furiously, and Namjoon trying to help her again but ended up putting his hand on hers once again. Looking at the two, I snickered and decided not to interfere.

Slowly backing away, I turned towards the door and rushed out, calling for Yoongi.

[niel-trbl]

Love Drop

Nurse!Kang Kino AU

Note: it’s been way too long and got inspired by my visits to the hospital, bumping into cute nurses while trying to concentrate on what i needa know for someone’s medication. anw hope you enjoy reading this one! drop me some feedback or requests right here!

kino’s known as the dancing fairy around the department

always dancing at the wards or the play room with the kids

well loved by the patients, the parents of the patients and also the nurses

he’s such a happy virus!!! he spreads so much happiness and joy to everyone

actual epitome of the sun

kids always get excited when kino’s making his rounds to check on them and they love sticking stickers on his uniform!! he lets them do it even tho it sometimes sticks his pockets together

kino being his soft self can’t bear to throw the stickers out so he got a sticker album specifically for them - he treasures them with all of his heart!!

with that said, he keeps every single card and drawing he receives from them too

coz the kids love him alot, they like to give him multiples of their drawings and whatnot which is now overflowing on his desk

he does have a box to keep all of them but even that is filled to the brim

kino is super passionate about the kids’ well-being

he gets heartbroken whenever the kids get a little cough or fever so he will do everything in his will to nurse them back to health

you had recently transferred from another hospital, working under the same department

since you moved to a new area, you decided to make a transfer

sure you missed your old place, the department and the kids, but you felt the need for something new after the many things that happened

so you took a bold chance and requested for the transfer

it was your first day at the hospital and one of the older nurses was giving you a tour of the ward you were assigned to

just as she was telling you good old stories, you felt a gush of wind rushed past you and noticed that someone was running across the ward

“ah that must be nurse kino! he’s always running around, taking care of the kids. he’s a really sweet boy. i think you both will get along well,”

after the tour, it was time for you to head to the play room to prepare for the storytime session so that you could get familiar with the kids and vice versa

you stepped into the playroom and saw the same nurse that was running around earlier then recalled that it was nurse kino

“hi! you must be nurse kino,” you called out

when he turned around, you cant help but just gaze at him

wow he’s cute,,,,,,,,

“hi! you must be the new nurse, cant wait to work with you,” you quickly snapped out of it and shook his hand then started preparing with him

you were glad that both of you were on the same page on alot of things

like for storytime, you asked him if he dressed up as the characters to tell the story

“i would love to!! but the department said it would be too much”

“OMG my old department said the same thing too!”

slowly both of you bond over your love for the kids and whatnot

the kids started enjoying having you around too!!

maybe even switched their favourite nurse from nurse kino to you

“wow i cant believe the kids gave you more stickers than for me. stop stealing my kids!!”

“they’re my kids too!!”

if you’re wondering, yes your playful banters usually revolve around them

because of this and also how both of you always paired up together to do rounds and storytime, the kids called you their parents

not just them, even the nurses, especially the older ones, feel the same way

they’re always cooing about how cute y’all are and that you should get together

but you’re like no no no we are just nurse partners!!!

though deep down you wish there was a possibility of him liking you but so many people left him with secret love notes and confessions

whats even more sad is that he dont realise that theyre confessions, he just thought they were very friendly letters

so this made you drop your feelings for him - what if he thought you were being very friendly as well?

but you were grateful to at least be a great working friend of his

speaking of which,,,,,,,

one day kino came running to you with the widest smile of his girl you almost went jello and said that the department decided to set aside some funds for the storytime session since the kids loved it so much - that means you guys get to make costumes!!!

both of you were so happy that you were hugging and jumping around the ward

your kids who happened to be in the area were confused but happy to see their nurse parents being all happy so they jumped along

that day after your shift ended, you and kino just sprinted out of the hospital and straight to the costume store to find nice outfits for the storytime session

you had such a fun time outside of work that you even forgot that you were shopping for work

both of you were at the stationery shop, paying for the crowns and other material that you selected

“wow are you guys celebrating your kid’s birthday? they’re sure lucky to have you as their parents!” the cashier’s remark made the both of you blush

you awkwardly laughed and fanned yourself coz it suddenly gOT ALL HOT

after that encounter, both of you headed to your apartment to start working on everything to bring them to the hospital the next day

so you ordered takeout, listened to music and talked as you worked on the costumes and props

as you worked, you thought you saw kino stealing glances of you but you weren’t sure if your eyes were just playing tricks with you

in fact, kino really did steal glances of you!!

in the beginning he wasnt sure of what he was feeling

he was like why is my heart’s beating too fast?? am i sick??

he slowly realised that he only felt that way around you and thats when he came into terms with his feelings for you

he had always wanted to tell you how he felt but the timing was always not right

despite that he’s not going to give up until he tells you how he feels

so now that you’re done working on the costumes and props, you decided to work on coming up with the script by going through the storybooks you always read to the kids

both of you sat close with your shoulders occassionally brushing against one another, slowly reading the storybook and brainstorming the scenes together

kino loved this sight of you - your hair strands falling to your face and your brows furrowed as you concentrate

even this way, he feels like he is on cloud nine looking at you

“oh,,, there’s a, erm kiss scene,” you got all nervous and clammy hands

“how should we do this?”

“oh i have an idea,” kino turned to you and slowly brought his hand to graze your cheek

in that moment, he leaned in and placed his lips on yours, you slowly moved your lips in-sync with his

but you quickly snapped back to reality, remembering that he’s only suggesting how to work the scene

“im in love with you,” he rest his head on yours

“erm, you got the line wrong,” you pointed out, pulling away from him

“nope, pretty sure its right coz im confessing to you,” he held onto your cheeks

wow kang kino,,,,,, you are smooth

���well then, my reply to that would be, im in love with you too,” you pecked his lips again

but you’re smoother

[light-of-being]

can we teach EQ...better

(tw somewhat detailed mentions of self harm and violence)

Having figured out this feeling*, I totally get “crimes of passion” and the like. If it could get me to go to the shop, purchase a lighter, sit down and give myself second-degree burns with a (weird-ass) smile on my face, I’m pretty sure it can easily get someone to murder. Even when it didn’t lead to psychoticism-tinged states with perceptions of my surroundings being vile/diseased and desires for self-immolation, it made me want to thrash myself against a nearby wall (or rather, felt like it’s already happening internally) or in the very least, a sense that this is absolutely unbearable and must be rid of immediately at any and all costs because there. is. no. alternative. At all.

I once asked a friend why he’d engage in violent/spiteful behaviour when the thing was done and dusted and there’d be no benefit to doing so -- only disadvantages, even for him. Why do something that helps literally nobody? And he was like, “it helps me. I get to feel better.” So I wondered, well, can you not try to let go of that and find other ways to feel better? He scoffed, “it’ll only feel worse. I’ll explode.”

And yeah, assuming similar feelings, that makes sense. So, if I'd grown up very slightly differently, with less of an internalising orientation, I’d probably have been a murderer or some shit. Coz there’s no impulse control that’s gonna stop that feeling in its raw form if you don’t understand it and know what to do with it. I’m 20 now. The first time I felt that way was probably in my pre-teens, if not younger (limited memory, but I can draw factual associations based on assumed triggers). I’m pretty sure I’m not the first person in the history of the world to experience this. So...that makes a lot of years of people in a very dangerous position.

My point being...there must be some way to transfer knowledge about this kind of thing. Without a person engaging in years of extremely harmful trial-and-error coping methods, because your silly lists of methods ain’t gonna work, especially in that state with limited insight and hardly the mental presence to execute them. We should be able to catalogue more complex emotions than happy, sad, etc. We should be able to figure out more potent coping strategies than like, reading (LOL), meditating, talking to people or taking a walk (yeah, I did those things: I ended up in hospital ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ). We should have some way of better preparing folks for this kind of thing...surely??

(and yeaah, I know, that intensity of emotion probably isn’t...normal. it might be more probably for eg folks with some personality disorders, but that’s still a substantial chunk. and cluster B people are in fact more likely to engage in violent or self-destructive behaviour, so maybe we could circumvent that a little bit? also, the kind of violence I mentioned tends to occur after sudden/extreme stressors, which I do think would cause feelings such as this, even in “normal” people.)

*Also described in a much much milder (i.e. completely controllable) form here (tw) and here.

[d-noona]

AERO

SUMMARY: In a future of political, economic and moral collapse, a genetically enhanced superhuman prototype named Y/N escapes from military confines and dwells amidst the decadent underground street life of *Seoul* to avoid government agents who want to bring her back into the fold.

WORDS: 2943

Jeon Jungkook x Reader

M.LIST | CH. 10

CHAPTER 09 - THE VISITOR

After getting extremely annoyed coming back home empty handed once again in search of Taehyung and Hoseok, Y/N enters her shared apartment. She calls out for her best friend "Choon, are you home?" But to her dismay she realizes that her best friend is working late shifts at the hospital. Y/N pulls off her leather jacket, drops it on the floor. She kicks off one boot, then the other, then peels off her black turtleneck revealing a black lacy bra underneath, she dives onto her futon and sighs. Not out of fatigue, more like the weight of the world weighing on her tonight. Reminiscing on her two lost friends. She lies there beat, then she senses something. Call it vibration, intuition. She sits up suddenly and is very still, like deer in the forest listening for a predator's approach, then she turns and look behind her and sees the Gold Statue on a milk crate bookshelf against the wall.

Y/N gets up, crosses to the statue, picks up the item and look at it a long moment trying to run the math. Then, impetuously she heads out of the room colleting her just doffed clothes as she goes.

She rides her rice-burner without any helmet, flaring through the night to a familiar alley way as she jumps up the tall building. She steps over the ledge and sees the very familiar building across. The apartment that she once attempted to rob.

The luxurious apartment, subdued lighting. Y/N drops down from the familiar skylight landing in a crouch. She sees Jungkook, standing in the dining room, just lighting a candle at the long table. There are two place settings. He looks at Y/N and blows out the match. "Have you ever noticed how cats always seem to turn up around dinner time?" he smirks at Y/N as he continues to fix the table with food and drinks for his astute guest. Y/N giving Jungkook an icy glare responds "I won't be staying"

"I'm not a half bad cook" he smiles at his guest. The tastefully arrayed table suggests this is an understatement. Wary of her surroundings Y/N paces slowly towards the living room "Like following me around and pestering the people I work with wasn't bad enough, but breaking into my apartment?" Jungkook tilts his head to the side, seemingly like a bad habit. "It was open"

"You got a lotta nerve" Y/N responds in anger. "Me? You're the one who tried to rip off this place." Jungkook continues to put the salad on the table for his guest, not paying much attention to Y/N as she glares at him. She spat in irritation "Completely different situation. I steal things in order to sell them. For money. It's called commerce, but some stranger sneaking into a girl's bedroom is bent."

"Bent?" amused Jungkook raises his eyebrow with a smirk on his face. "Bent. How am I supposed to ever sleep there again knowing some pervert probably touched everything I owned?" as Y/N paces left to right in a slow sultry manner, just like a cat would. Jungkook gave out a naughty laugh and smiled "If you're that nervous, you're welcome to stay here."

Y/N feigns complete revulsion at the thought as Ruben the security guard enters in a rush, drawing his gun menacingly, some ace wrapping on his wrist and a bandage on the bridge of his nose. "Whoa there boy, we've been through all this." As Y/N raises both hands in order for Ruben to see that she is no way going the let the man touch a single hair of hers. "It's okay Ruben, we're fine" says Jungkook as he sits at the chair nearby. Y/N raises an eyebrow at Jungkook "We are not fine"

Ruben lowers the gun but continues to watch Y/N suspiciously. "This is a tactical exposure which I go on record as not liking" says the muscle man. "Noted, Ruben do me a favor and look in on Janna and Juliette." Replied the walking hot stick with a mole right below his luscious lips.

Ruben grudgingly exits and Y/N circles the table. She idly kicks the plywood which has been fastened over the window she broke the last time she was there. Jungkook sighs at his failed plan. "Look, Y/N if I made you feel uncomfortable or creeped out. I am truly sorry. It wasn't my intention, but I had to see you."

Y/N doesn't know what came over her, perhaps the heat is coming on as she looks at the man in front of her she feels the sickening grudge pulling her from below. She attempts to stay away to avoid his eyes and his touch. She turns slightly looking at Jungkook briefly "You'd think a guy who's taken on the job of saving the world would have a few more important things to do than traipse around after some girl."

Following on the lead of flirting which Jungkook knows all too well, he rides on "I haven't been able to get you out of my mind" he says. He reaches out for Y/N's hand "Come here. I want to show you something." Putting a hand on each shoulder, he steers her over to an ornate mirror hanging above the sideboard. "Tell me what you see." As Jungkook point out to the mirror.

"Gold leaf, art nouveau, French, early nineteen hundreds. I could probably fence this for about three or four grand easy." Y/N says while observing the piece of art hanging. However Jungkook points to her reflection in the mirror. "No, I mean this" as Jungkook gently places his hand on Y/N's chin. "Probably the most singularly beautiful face I've ever seen."

Y/N was caught off guard and was embarrassed, face turned red as she looks down "Expensive gifts, surprise late night visits, over the top flattery. You really always come on this strong?" as she questions, looking up at Jungkook. He gently massages Y/n's nape, as he brushes his hair from behind "Only when I meet someone I have to know everything about." He continues to lean in giving soft kisses and licks on her ear. Y/N doesn't resist feeling a tying knot forming below her pelvic line, she heaves and inhales him drunken at the arousal building up. He brushes Y/N's hair more revealing a bar code on her neck. "And now I think I know pretty much about everything." He abruptly pulls away, leaving Y/N standing there hot, bothered and confused by the interruption.

"Suppose I can help you locate the other ones." Jungkook says as he moves towards the living room of the apartment. Y/N follows him with a confused look on her face then realizes the predicament she's in. Turning pale and wary of the man opposite of her. She plays dumb "The other ones?" she asks. "You lost me" she continues.

"Come on Y/N. first I watch you dive headfirst out the window fifteen stories up like you're Super woman. Then, I found this in your apartment." Jungkook continues as he pulls a vial of pills out his pocket. Y/N registers outrage, however this doesn't stop Jungkook "L-Triptophane. A neurotransmitter sometimes used in homeopathy to control seizures. Then the light bulb went off." He smirks at Y/N since he knows he got her good.

"You did go through my stuff" Y/N states in horror. As Jungkook turns and head into his study, Y/N follows him, Jungkook starts typing information on the computer keyboard. "I got an anonymous report years ago from a guy who was a lab technician at a covert genetics lab in Daegu Mountains." Jungkook blabbers on as he continues to pull out a file labelled Project Aero. The same file fills the computer screen.

"I don't know what you're on about but I'm out coz you're fucking insane" says Y/N as she starts to back away. However Jungkook didn't acknowledge her as he continues to speak "He said they were working on something called Project Aero, which was using recombinant DNA to produce a superior human. A warrior, an advance infantry soldier. Apparently these soldiers have special abilities. Super strength, speed, endurance, and who knows what else they might've cooked up in your genes" as he stares at Y/N.

Y/N stops at her tracks and turns in anguish "Not that I don't enjoy a good urban legend but what does any of this have to with me?" Jungkook looks up at Y/N. "The barcode on your neck Y/N. I know who you are and what you're running from." The revelation freezes Y/N in her tracks, she suddenly bolts but Jungkook rushes to her, catching her, and looks up her eyes with utmost concern. "There were two other transgenic males captured from the initial escape, and in 2020 a few months after the pulse, they escaped. There were only 3 of you left that were successful to this project Y/N. Only 3 out of hundreds genetically enhanced hybrids. The rest died during experimentation."

Y/N struggles and loses her balance. Her brain goes out of her wits when she hears this. "Taehyung and Hoseok?" The emotion is plainly evident in her eyes. "You're one of those transgenics Y/N. Now you'd be called a hybrid." Jungkook attempts to steady Y/N as she starts to fade and bend over to peer at her eyes. "Look at me. Listen, I am not your enemy. You are safe with me. Trust me." As Jungkook gently massages Y/N's arms as she looks straight into his eyes, for some reason unknown reason this man knows a part of her life, he may use her, and he just be the death of her, but no matter because she for some reason trusts him. Y/N sits on a couch relating the specifics of her history to Jungkook.

"We got separated right away. I never knew if they made it." As tears fall from Y/N's eyes. "How old are you exactly?" Jungkook's curiosity got the best of him. Y/n gave Jungkook a small smile "Well I was 33 when they took me in way back 2017, whatever they injected seems to make my aging stop, also allowing me to look younger than my normal years." Y/N shrugs off the surprise look on Jungkook's face.

"How well do you remember the lab?" He trails on question after question. "I remember fine after the lab and the plane crash. We and several other survivors were dragged into the lab. We could've been declared dead by the government, however anything prior to the crash is just a blur. None of us remembers our previous lives prior to being dragged in, when we got to the lab there were prior experiments. Hoseok and Taehyung were one of those in vitro babies, they were already living in the facility before we got dragged in, they were the younger yet earlier generations, Taehyung was 14 and Hoseok was 15. The rest were plane crash survivors. Ages ranging from 9 to atleast 50's. As far as I can recall we all had a normal life before all this, though most of our memories have already been erased. I was the only survivor left in the crash that was successful to the project. My DNA structure was changed after birth as compared to Tae and Hoseok, their DNA has been etched since birth. I just didn't understand what was going on during the time. They held the survivors for months, did experiments, we never questioned anyone. We we're all too scared. They never told us anything except what to do. I was in a cell block with Hoseok and Taehyung and the others. Then slowly as months pass by it was just down to five. There were two other girls with us from the escape but they were in such bad shape before we bolted. I'm not sure if Jondy or Max survived. They were younger than I was at least."

"How much do you know?" as Jungkook continues to question Y/N which she obliges to answer seriously. She felt good having to share such valuable information of her life with someone after many years of trying to hide what she is. "I know they made me. Got the branding on my neck to prove it. Whoever I was prior to the accident was no longer existent." She sighs.

"Yeah, the technical term for you is a Chimera." Jungkook adds. Y/N stares blankly into Jungkooks eyes. "Yep, a made-up creature. Like in mythology, head of a lion, body of a goat and a tail..." Jungkook cuts Y/N "Of a girl" he says and gave her a weak smile.

Y/n chuckles in Jungkook's attempt to stop her from describing the monster she sees her to be "Your basic freak" Y/N adds in. Jungkook stares at her in amusement "Hardly. I meant what I said earlier, you truly are beautiful" Y/N acknowledges the compliment with a brief glance, then looks out the city lights as her cheeks reddened. Then she speaks "Christmas is a snap when you've been kidnapped from your family, no parents, and no relatives. Just a bunch of gene sequences from probably twenty different people and animals." She smirks at Jungkook. He laughs "Like extra virgin olive oil, the best of the best" he says.

"You know the weird thing is Taehyung and Hoseok lived in the lab for years, prior to us being put in together. I guess the Corporation was testing out possible outcomes of having to recombinant DNA on both in vitro babies and after birth. We got the short of the stick. They saw the opportunity and took us from our families. Prior to us being joined in the barracks with these kids. They were so different. Taehyung and Hoseok, they knew nothing but training. Nothing from the outside world. It's like they have no emotions. At all. But I guess that's where Aero messed up. They mixed us over with this kids and ended up confusing the kids, confirming true emotions. I owe my life to them you know." As Y/N blabbers away, tears fall from her eyes. Jungkook leans in and wipes her tears with his thumb. Y/n snaps out of it.

Turning from the window to face the young man "You said you could help." Jungkook got up from his seat approached Y/N, "I could search for your friends, since considering the predicament you're in they're the only family you have at this point in time. I can ask for my informant to gather information about the old lab you were held in and see what side effects their studies may have for you and your peers, maybe we can also find out more about your family and get you back." Jungkook holds Y/N's hand and rubs his thumb across it, she stares at the young man "I prefer not to find them, my family I mean. While I have the corporation following my ass, I don't want to endanger them. Though I would love to see and be with Hoseok and Taehyung again." Y/N stops for a brief second and turns to Jungkook again "What's in it for you?" He stands up and looks out the window "Your help."

Y/N stands up abruptly "I already don't like the sound of this."Jungkook acknowledges the threat and danger that he is asking of the girl but he has no choice in order to survive this he needs Y/N. "The woman you met. Janna, she supervised workers removing cortodiazapine from gel caps by hand and replacing it with powdered sugar. The real drug was being shipped out of the country to be sold to the highest bidder at the black market. The placebos were distributed to County VA Hospital and six veterans' clinics in the area. Janna Reid is prepared to testify that was instructed to this by one of Sonrisa's men. You know who Edgar Sonrisa is?

Y/N turns to look at Jungkook "Yeah, I caught one of your hacks. He's Satan's spawn or something." Jungkook attempts to reach out for Y/N's hand "So you know the lengths he'll go to keep Janna from going public. I'm turning Janna over for a witness protection but if you're with her the risk of her safety goes way down."

Y/N avoids Jungkook's gaze afraid for what may happen. "I didn't make it this far by attracting a lot of attention Jungkook. I am still on the run. They want me bad, I have people on my ass either wanting to put me back in a lab to do weird experiments on me or worse have me killed." Jungkook sees the fear in her eyes. A flash of the scared innocent by stander once shown. Wondering who Y/N was prior to all this mess she's in as of the present.

"They've lost track of me and I intend to keep it that way." Y/N stands up ready to leave as Jungkook attempts to stop her "You're a soldier Y/N. That's what you were put here for. But soldiers need a mission otherwise they tear themselves up." He says in desperation.

Y/N huffs at Jungkook "That's deep. But before you lecture me about the meaning of life, maybe think about my family who's been missing me, thinking that I died along that place crash years ago. Think about how I came to be, how this special abilities were made, you want a lesson in life? Maybe you oughta start getting one. Ta ta!" Then, Y/N leaps up and grabs the combing of the skylight. She pikes sharply, like a gymnast and pulls herself up though the opening, and just like that she's gone.

[kpopfanfictrash]

So I've always been curious so I'll ask. If I am bad or offending please do tell me I'll never do it again I promise and I apologize in advance if this is too much kind of question. Well here it is : how do you come up with the smut? Like I don't understand it, I'm sorry for being weird. I mean to ask how you can write it out in a good way coz I've read some bad smut and I would like to know how to go about it in the right way. Again I'm sorry if this is too much 😥😥 Also you're fab! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Hi, anon! It’s not offensive, don’t worry. Writing a scene with sex is pretty much the same as any other; all the same principles of good writing apply. 

DISCLAIMER: If you are under 18, do not read the following. I don’t care if you consider yourself ‘mature’ or have already had sex, I care because I’m an adult and I cannot have this discussion with minors. It’s, quite frankly, for my own protection, not yours. This is why each of my pieces have a very clear written warning at the top.

Anyways. A few things I consider unique to writing a sex scene:

1. Word choice. Word choice is important always, but especially so during sex. This tends to differ by person but there are some words which are distinctly unsexy and most smut writers will stay away from. This includes, but is not limited to overly clinical words (like penis or labia), as well as gross or jarring words (like crusty or bulbous. I’m grossed out just typing that haha). 

2. Experience. I mostly disagree with the advice, “write what you know.” I think it makes the process easier, certainly, but we’d be missing out on some tremendous works of fiction if this were always the case. With sex though, it tends to be the rule. The best smut I’ve read is when the author actually knew what they were talking about. I’m not saying you can’t write sex if you’ve never had sex - it just makes things much, much harder. 

Which leads me to point #3:

3. Research. If you’re writing about something you don’t know, it is your job to become an expert. People are going to read your work and people are going to learn from your work, so you better know what the hell you’re talking about. This is especially true for smut. If you’ve never had sex before - that’s cool. That’s absolutely cool, it’s COMPLETELY normal but it means you need to research the fuck out of sex (pun intended) before trying to write. Before I wrote a fic where the main was a med student, I spent a lot of time researching hospitals/the medical field in general to gain some understanding. I even talked to friends who were nurses and/or med students, just to gather their thoughts and ensure things were realistic and I STILL got things wrong. This same level of research should go into smut, if you’re inexperienced. Writing sex is not different from any other writing in this regard.  

*Caveat: also know that not all smut is realistic. Your first time will likely hurt and you will likely not come - which is something you’ll rarely find in any first time fic. Writers tend to take liberties with small things, in order to write an appealing story. It’s all rooted in realism though, which is key; nothing is unsexier than a smut writer who doesn’t know where all the holes are.

4. DON’T FORGET the very important fact that a sex scene is still a scene! There should always be purpose and emotion present during the interaction. There are many, many reasons why your characters might have sex. They could be angry, making up, falling in love, frustrated, sad or anxious. These are only a few reasons, but for each there’s a distinctly different emotional layering/tone which takes place. Backstory is equally important to smut as fluff. Think everything through before you write and don’t forget the story :)

As to where I come up with my smut - hm, lots of places? I draw upon my past experience, as well as scan porn sites or women’s magazines for sex tips. Hope this helps!

[renais-sands]

It's kind of a funny story 8/10

I like how this movie reflects me. Or the point of view of people diagnosed with mental disorders. It's so relatable! I can't deny that sometime like high school and a bit on college days, I feel there was this trigger or feeling that I've been through anxiety or depression, but I haven't spoke to a psychiatrist to begin with. Or to my parents 'coz they're close minded or not informed with this kind of topics and they show like they didn't care so I didn't push through. But thank God I haven't gone worse.

I love the scenes where Craig (Keir) was so sweet and vulnerable that he never mind telling what's really on his mind. How he expresses everything and don't hide about it. Also how he offers help even though he himself needs it. I feel him when he told Dr. Eden (which I've known first as Analise Keating! I was shocked when I saw her here 😄) he cares a lot about his family and that's what held him from doing the suicide. Despite the imperfections of individual, he still accepts them.

Then he met Noelle (Emma Roberts!). They started cute with asking questions stuff and they began to look at each other like there's something then the next thing Bobby (Zach Galifianakis I've searched his name 'coz I don't know him from any movies sorry but great actor) teach Craig how to ask a girl out. That basketball court scene made me hysterical! I remember someone how he compliments me and I thought OMG! He used that tips from Bobby hahahahahahaha I can't believe I fall for that lol anyway, I also love the art when he imagine things and paint draw about maps and how he communicate gently with everyone at the hospital. This movie convinced me that sometimes who we know as crazy is the one who really sees within and is kinder, softer from the inside. They just became different when something happened to them but if you see them on a different side you'll know that they're just as common and fun to be with. And I want to go to a psychiatric hospital or to be admitted just for experience. Like Veronica wants to die kind of vibe (Paulo Coelho's novel. Kinda have the same concept with this movie/novel)

Nuff said, this is definitely a good watch ☺️🌻

[chuffyfan87]

Growing Pains. Part 7a

Cowritten with @disastrousintention.

-x-

Emily stood in the carpark of the art school trying not to fiddle with the cuff of her jacket. She didn't want her parents to see and decide that she was too young to go. She'd already said goodbye to her siblings at home. Her parents had accompanied her to catch the coach that would take the group to the airport.

Charlie wrapped his arms around his eldest daughter and kissed her head. “Two whole weeks away from home, hey Emmy?”

"At least being in a dorm with five other girls won't be weird for me." Emily giggled.

“That’s very true.”

"I think we'll miss you more than you'll miss us princess." Duffy smiled.

Emily smiled shyly, “Probably.”

"You'll have to send us some postcards."

“I will mama!” Emily kissed her mum’s cheek.

Duffy stroked her daughter's hair. "That colour really suits you." She smiled. She'd helped Emily dye it red a few days beforehand.

“I’m glad you think so mama.” Emily smiled brightly, “I’m a bit nervous but nerves are good, right?”

"Yes. They just tell you that you need to be a bit brave. It'll be fine."

“I think I’m brave enough.” Emily smiled brightly.

"I know you are." Duffy replied, looking up as the coach arrived.

Emily smiled brightly, “I’ll make sure I send a postcard or twelve.”

"I look forward to them." Duffy smiled, hugging Emily tightly.

“Love you mama. Love you too dad.” Emily hugged her dad tightly once she’d finished hugging her mum.

Duffy tried to hide her tears as Emily picked up her bags and got onto the coach. She couldn't believe her baby girl was suddenly so grown up.

Charlie wrapped his arm around Duffy’s waist as he waved Emily off. A lump in his throat and tears in his eyes.

"I can't believe she's fourteen and heading out into the big wide world all by herself." Duffy sighed, wiping her eyes.

“I know.” Charlie's voice cracked.

Duffy smiled as she saw Emily give a big grin and wave from her seat on the coach.

“I don’t know who's more nervous. Us or her?” Charlie said quietly.

"Us. I'm certain of that." Duffy chuckled.

On the coach the kids were finding their seats. A young girl with short brown hair pointed to the empty seat next to Emily. "Can I sit here?"

Emily nodded, “Sure.” She smiled warmly at the young girl.

The girl sat down. "I'm Beth." She smiled.

“I’m Em.”

"You been on one of these trips before?"

“Nope. First time. You?”

"Yeh, first time too." Beth smiled.

The girls waved at their parents as the coach left and headed towards the airport.

“It’s a bit nerve wrecking. I’m surprised my parents allowed me to come.” Emily admitted.

"Why wouldn't they?"

“They worry a lot coz I wasn’t well as a baby.” Emily smiled, “I was prem.”

"Oh, I thought you looked kinda small for fifteen." Beth remarked. "Its cute though."

Emily groaned playfully, “Cute?”

"Yeh, you're like a pocket sized person." Beth giggled.

Emily giggled softly, “Never been called that before.”

The girls continued giggling and getting to know each other all the way to the airport.

Emily became more relaxed as she and Beth got to know each other.

They were approaching the ticket desk when Beth suddenly froze.

“Beth?”

"I... Um... Don't laugh... But... I've not been on a plane before and I'm kinda scared." Beth mumbled.

Emily reached out and squeezed Beth’s shoulder. “We’ll be ok. I promise.”

Beth smiled and blushed. "It sounds silly doesn't it?"

“No it doesn’t.”

"Most people would laugh. You're different." Beth smiled.

“I’m older than my years in my head, that's what my mum says.”

"Yeh, most fifteen year old girls are so lame."

“I’m fourteen, just turned.”

"Seriously?! I thought you had to be at least fifteen to go on the trip. Did you lie on your application?"

Emily shook her head, “No. I put fourteen. My teachers wanted me to go. As did my mentor.”

"Oh wow! You must be really good! I'll have to pick up some tips from you."

Emily smiled shyly, “I am good. I know that sounds big headed but...” She shrugged.

"You must be. I only started just before Christmas. My mum signed me up coz I was getting picked on at school for being different. She thought I might be happier coming to the art classes."

“You’re still quite new then? I’ve been doing art classes since I was seven.”

"Seven?! Not only are you pocket sized you're prococious too!" Beth teased playfully as they boarded the plane.

Emily just giggled softly.

They took their seats and listened carefully to the safety briefing. Beth was beginning to calm down about the idea of flying until they started to taxi along the runway.

Emily squeezed her hand. “It’s ok.”

The flight ended up being rather enjoyable for Beth. She found herself able to relax with Emily in a way she'd never done with anyone else. So she was thrilled to discover that they'd be in the same dorm together for the entire two weeks.

“Have you ever shared a room before?” Emily asked Beth as she began to unpack her bags in the dorm.

"No. Its just me and mum in a two bed flat." Beth explained.

“You’re an only child?”

"Yeh, what about you?"

Emily laughed, “One of eight.”

"Fucking hell!" Beth gasped.

Emily laughed gently, “I know. There’s a lot of us.”

"Do your parents not have a TV?" Beth giggled.

“Yeah they just like sex a lot and have no idea on how contraception works.” Emily replied with a giggle.

Beth laughed. "Its nice to meet someone who's parents actually like each other."

“Your parents don’t get on?”

"Put it this way, my mum refers to my dad as 'the sperm doner'."

“Ah.”

"Mum's had various boyfriends but most of them are morons frankly." Beth rolled her eyes.

Emily laughed gently, “Boys are morons.”

Beth grinned. "Yeh they are. Girls are way better."

“Yeah certainly are.” Emily agreed.

Once they'd finished unpacking they headed down to get some food. They found themselves stood next to Jamie in the line.

"Its good they finally let you come to one of these trips Em." He smiled.

Emily smiled shyly and blushed a little, “Thank you.”

"This is my last trip coz I'll be eighteen before the next one." Jamie replied.

Emily gazed at him and her heart fluttered. She’d had a crush on Jamie for a while.

"I'm Beth." There was a slightly churlish tone in her voice.

“Nice to meet you Beth.” Jamie smiled politely.

"You and Emily known each other a long time?" Beth asked.

“Erm, a while. Haven’t we, Em?”

"Yeh, we've done a few exhibitions together." Emily blushed.

Beth watched Emily and turned her attention to Jamie. “That’s nice.”

"Emmy is the group's star talent." Jamie grinned, nudging Emily.

Emily blushed and giggled, “Shush!"

Jamie laughed. Spotting his friends wave at him from one of the tables he said bye to the girls and headed over to join the lads.

“He is so gorgeous.” Emily sighed as she watched Jamie join his friends.

"If you say so." Beth shrugged.

There was a silence between both of them. They found some seats and ate their meals, the atmosphere reverting back to the easy laughter and fun of earlier though Beth couldn't get the image of Emily and Jamie together out of her head.

After a couple of minutes of watching Beth and wondering what was on her mind, Emily came out with it. “What’s wrong, Beth?”

"Nothing."

“You sure?”

"Yeh, I'm probably just tired from all the travelling."

“It was a long travel, wasn’t it? Not as long as that time my family and I went to Canada for four weeks.”

"I bet that was fun. What did you do whilst you were there? Your parents must be pretty well off to afford a trip like that with eight kids!"

“We went to visit my brother. He lived out there until his mum died and he came to live with us. We didn’t have the younger two boys then.” Emily smiled, “My parents are in hospital management. Band seven and eight.”

"Oh wow, that must have been really tough for him. They don't work at Holby hospital do they?"

“Yeah they do, why?”

"My mum works as a cleaner there."

“Oh does she?”

"Yeh, she works all over the hospital but frequently gets called down to A&E if she's working Friday or Saturday nights." Beth chuckled.

“Usually where most of the mess is. Have you ever been to A&E at the weekend?”

"Only once when I fell off a swing when I was little."

“Mum and dad say it’s mad!”

"Do they run A&E then?"

“Pretty much. Dad’s nursing manager and my mum’s sister.”

"Your dad is your mum's boss?"

“Yeah.”

The first week of the trip was spent in much the same way with the girls chatting and giggling as they took in the sights and did lots of sketching and painting.

“What do you think of this?” Beth asked as she held up the sketch she’d drawn.

"That's really good. I love the shading at the top."

“Thanks.” Beth grinned.

"I really want to try painting a sunset whilst we're here. It looks so pretty over the water." Emily mused.

“Why don’t you?” Beth encouraged.

"I'm too nervous to go sit down on the beach by myself."

“I’ll come with you.”

"Would you? I know you prefer sketching to painting but you might find some interesting things to draw while we're there."

“Of course.”

[connehh]

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better and bold the statements that are true for you

tagged by @kingnamxing and even though I got to this ages later I still love u 

- Appearance -

I am 5'7" or taller (I’m 5′5″ whoop)

I wear glasses (occasionally, they’re for reading and shit but I’m inconsistent af)

I have at least one tattoo ( i want oneee more like many gonna be small and minimalist)

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes 

I have short hair ( compared to how long it used to be yeaa. if I flat iron it probs shoulder length but yeah I got dat mini fro on my head can’t be sure )

My abs are at least somewhat defined (LOL I wish, I’m a literal marshmallow)

I have or have had braces

- Personality -

I love meeting new people

People tell me that I’m funny ( I guess ??? talk to me to find out )

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude with people I know well

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it (there are so many somethings)

There is something that I would change about my personality

- Ability -

I can sing well (used to be in school choir so kinda??)

I can play an instrument

I can do 30 push-ups without stopping

I’m a fast runner (I’d like to think yes but reality says otherwise)

I can draw well

I have a good memory (I fucking wishhhh my dude, I’m a shit human send me back to the factory)

I’m good at doing math in my head (get that from my dad :) thanks dad)

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least two people in arm wrestling (my mum beat me once, I am not proud)

I know how to throw a proper punch

I know how to cook at least three meals from scratch (I can survive on my own motherrr)

- Hobbies -

I enjoy playing sports

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else (few years ago in secondary school yea I was)

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month (does free handing for nail art count??)

I enjoy writing

Fandoms are my #1 passion (hence why I have a tumblr lmao)

I do or have done Martial arts

- Experiences -

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting (listen I am fucking terrible at binge watching it’s sad)

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have been to another country

I have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts (I NEED MONEYY coz they don’t come here :( )

- Relationships -

I’m in a relationship

I have a crush on a celebrity (Min Yoongi is my husband along with others)

I have a crush on someone I know (my boyfriend?? or does that not count)

I have been in at least three relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for at least a year (one day, it will happen)

I have feelings for a friend

- My life -

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” (got like 3 of those XD)

I live close to my school (not going to school rn sadly)

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the United States

There is snow right now where I live (the day that happens we’re all gonna die)

I have hung out with a friend in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone

- Random -

I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair (got bleach highlights once upon a time)

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the last week

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life (I have a general idea?)

I speak at least two languages (I won’t be helpless if I go to france I think)

I have made a new friend in the past year 

tagging @meesha-imida @king-seok-jin @dancekinghobi @taezever @eggboyrm @badpoetsclub @huggablegiant @ahgaseposts @different-or-weird