#for weeks now I've been thinking 'okay okay the anniversary is coming up I should do art of serenoa + the main cast!'

[space-spring-art]

an Avlora for tri strat's 2nd anniversary!!

[donutdunker72]

Well, I wrote my first hunger fetish story. Hopefully you like it! Don't be shy to give any feedback or suggestions about what you'd like to see in the future!

Just a couple content warnings: Definitely self indulgent, NSFW, extreme starvation

I think that's about it, it took me 30 minutes to think of a title lol 😅

Word count: 2,330

Characters used are my OC and Juno from Beastars (I love her so much x3)

Stranded

Roman and Juno were celebrating their 1 year anniversary by going on a Caribbean cruise! It's something they've always wanted to do, and with their anniversary coming up, it was The perfect excuse to do it! They booked the tickets, packed their bags, and took off towards their tropical destination. The first few nights were a blast! They were having so much fun taking part in the planned events, eating the delicious food that was available 24/7, and of course, who can forget about the casino on the first floor? Blackjack, baccarat, Mississippi stud, ultimate Texas Hold'em, a variety of slot machines, the list goes on!

On day 5, an announcement is made over the loudspeaker:

“Good evening everyone, this is your captain speaking. I've been informed that there's a tropical storm nearby that seems to be rather strong, I suggest you prepare for a bit of a bumpy ride these next few hours.”

Little did they know that they were in for more than just a tropical storm, but a category 3 hurricane. The storm was getting closer and closer to the ship, violently rocking it back and forth. Eventually, a window on the top floor broke, then another window, then another, and water started pouring in, causing the other patrons to start panicking. Amidst the panic, our two lovebirds were able to escape via a life raft, conveniently big enough for two people, and they started floating off in the sea. A day went by and they ended up crashing onto a small, seemingly deserted island, unsure of what to do, or where to go next.

Juno, babe, are you alright?

I ask, shaking her awake

Y-yeah, I think so. Where are we?

I don't know honestly, but it seems like we've come to a stop on this remote little island here. Wanna help me check it out? Look for supplies, water, stuff like that?

Sure thing ^^

We search the island for anything that could help us. We found a clean water source, but that's about it, no food or supplies whatsoever

Hmm, we have a water source, but no food. That's not good..

I say, really worried about how we'll survive out here for very long

*rrrrrrumble*

I bring a paw to my stomach and rub it

You okay hun?

Juno asks

Yeah, I'm fine, just getting a bit hungry is all. It's probably been a day or two since we've eaten last.

*grrrrrrowl*

Juno brings a paw to her stomach and lets out a soft moan

Now I'm starting to get hungry too..

I feel my cheeks get warm. Hearing and feeling our stomachs growl has always turned me on in the past, but I've never built up the courage to tell her about my fetish before. Though it seems like I don't have a choice now, seeing our current predicament.

Yeah, seems like we don't really have any options either. There's no food anywhere on this island, so it seems like we'll be going hungry for quite a while.

I could feel myself getting hard slightly as I was saying that. Knowing that we might be stuck out here for weeks, months even, without a single morsel of food? Fuck, it gets me riled up just thinking about it.

Night-time approaches us quickly.

Wanna try and get some sleep here?

I ask her

It's getting dark, so I figured we should try. Maybe we'll figure something out tomorrow, who knows?

Sure, that sounds good to me.

We spoon each other on the sand, still warm from the sun, feeling the occasional grumble of her stomach on my back, Juno feeling my tummy grumble in her paws as she holds me from behind

Love you babe~

I kiss her on the forehead as she blushes

I love you too hun~

She kisses me back

A week passes by, still no sign of any food or way to get off of this island. We've stripped down to just our underwear, seeing as our clothes needed to dry off. It felt better to feel the warm breeze on our fur anyway. Our bellies have caved in a noticeable amount, our ribs and hip bones are more visible, and our stomachs have gotten louder.

GGGGRRRRRROOOOOWWWWWLLLL

I wake up and clutch my stomach, feeling it rumble underneath my paws. I look down at my stomach to see it caved in, a slight tent developing in my underwear.

Are you hungry too?

Juno asks, walking over as she rubs her belly. I can't help but stare at her body a bit.

Ugh, very. It's getting loud too~

She looks me over, seeing my caved in stomach and ribs and notices the slight bulge in my underwear, causing her to blush.

I-Is everything alright?~

She asks

I notice what she's staring at and blush a bit.

O-oh, yeah! Just uh, morning, you know? ^^

I say, trying to play it off

Are you sure? You just seem a bit off lately. I want to make sure everything's alright.

She says, scratching my chin

I blush and look away. I know that the best thing to do is tell her, but I just feel so embarrassed about it.

*sigh*

I uh, I.. have a fetish for hungry and skinny bellies. Whether it's my own, or someone else's, I like it all. That's why I've been acting a bit weird lately, hearing our stomachs growling louder and louder and seeing both your and my body getting thinner this past week has just been such a tease for me. I know that sounds dumb, I just hope you don't think that's too weird..

I say, feeling embarrassed, but relieved that I was finally able to tell her

I..

Her tail was wagging and her cheeks were a bright pink

I have a hunger fetish too~

My ears perk up and I can feel my cheeks getting warm, my tail wagging behind me

R-really?! That's such a relief! Heh, I guess that's another thing we have in common x3

RRRRUUUUMMMBBBBLLLLEEEE

Our stomachs growl in unison, we both look at each other and blush. I can feel that pulsating feeling down below once again.

Juno giggles

I bet that felt good~

Heh, maybe~

I say, teasingly

She walks over to me

You like what you see?~

Don't be shy, you can feel me up if you want~

I blush hard, my tail wagging quickly behind me. I put my paws on her belly, rubbing it all over, I feel her ribs with my fingers, I grab her boobs, I slide my paws down to her hips and feel her hip bones.

F-fuck~

You are so sexy, you know that?~

She covers her face and blushes hard. I move her paws and kiss her on the cheek.

I love you so much Juno~

I love you too Roman~

She says, kissing me on the lips

BBBRRRRRRROOOOOWWWWWWWLLLL

I moan a bit as my stomach catches me off guard

I'm not sure how much more teasing I can take! We might need to take care of this~

I say, gesturing towards my bulge that is now almost max length. Juno looks down and blushes at the sight.

Yes, I think we should~

She says, sliding off my underwear to reveal my throbbing cock

I need something in my belly after all~

She says, before she starts sucking. I was barely able to last a minute from all the tension that was built up. That combined with the fact that she's really good!

Juno, I'm gonna cum~

I-

I let out one last moan before I climax, shooting ropes of cum down her throat as she wastes no time swallowing it all. Of course, this wouldn't be enough to satiate her ravenous stomach, if anything it just made it more angry!

I let out a sigh of relief

Thanks babe, I really needed that~

Of course! Anything for my handsome baby~

GGGGGGRRRRRUUUUUUMMMMBBBBLLLLLEEEE

She let's out a moan and clutches her stomach

Oh my, it certainly doesn't sound like it likes being teased like that~

I say, giggling

Heh, you're probably right! But I needed something to fill this empty stomach of mine, if only for a little while~

Well, should we try to get some sleep for the night? Hopefully someone will find us soon, I'd hate to be stuck here forever.

I say with a wink

Yes, we probably should. I want to be the little spoon this time though!

Okay okay, it's hard to say no to such a pretty girl like you~

We kiss each other goodnight as we drift off to sleep. Another 2 weeks go by. No one has come to rescue us, our ribs are now towering over our stomachs as they've caved in even more. Our underwear won't even stay on anymore from how skinny we've gotten, and our stomachs have just gotten even louder.

GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLL

I wake up, clutching my starved stomach. I look down and can't even see my stomach anymore, my ribcage is towering over it. I roll over and grab onto Juno.

Ooohh, babe, I'm so hungry~

Mmph, me too, just look at how skinny I've gotten!

She then stands up, showing off her body, trying to put her panties back on, but they just fall right back down. Seeing her like this was so hot! I could feel my cock absolutely throbbing at the sight of her sexy, starved body

H-holy shit hun, you look so hot and sexy right now~

You really think so?~

She asks

Oh absolutely! Seeing you get even skinnier each day is so hot~

I feel the same way~

And that goes for you too, you know~

I stand up and walk over towards her

Well, go ahead, admire my body then, I know you want to~

She feels me up, rubbing my starved stomach, feeling my chest, tracing each of my ribs with her fingers, grabbing my hip bones.

Mmm, my sexy boy~

She says, rubbing my furry chest and stomach

RRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEE

My stomach let's out a roar right underneath her paws, feeling it ripple and growl

That was so hot~

Juno says, starting to play with herself a bit out of excitement

Aww, someone's all pent up~

How about we fix that, hm? At least for the time being~

I say with a seductive smile

I-I'd love that~

She says, lust filling her eyes

I pin her down and start teasing her with my tip before eventually sliding the whole thing in. Listening to our bellies howl from hunger along with the moans of both of us is truly a dream come true, it made every second even more intimate and exciting. I finish inside of her and we get cleaned up as the sun starts to set and the stars start to come out.

Nighttime already, huh?

Juno asks

I guess so! Time sure flies when you're having fun, hm?~

I say, kissing her on the cheek, watching her blush and her tail wag

GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLL

A loud and fierce growl from our bellies reminds us of how long its been since we've eaten

I really would like some food though. As much fun as I'm having with you out here, I'd still hope that we get found by someone eventually.

I say, rubbing my stomach

All we can do is hope babe, we just have to keep believing

Juno says, rubbing my back

I love you~

She says

I love you too hun~

I say, kissing her as we fall asleep

Another 5 weeks pass. It's been 2 whole months without any food. Our bellies have shrunk even more, our ribs and hip bones are even more prominent now, you can almost see our spines from the front. We're basically just fur and bones at this point.

GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

I clutch my starved pit of a stomach. What little of it is left anyway. I roll over towards Juno, barely able to move.

Babe, I-I'm starving~

M-Me too.. I don't know how much longer I can last here~

I've been hard and she's been wet pretty much the entire time due to how hungry and starved we both are. It was only a matter of time before things got intimate again.

Well, we might as well have sex one least time here since it'll probably be our last. Gotta go out with a bang, right?~

I suggest

I like the way you think! If we can't satiate one hunger, we might as well satiate the other one~

She says, giggling

We waste no time getting down to business, the sounds of our stomachs absolutely roaring from being starved for so long, the beautiful moans coming from both me and her, it was truly amazing. Right before we climaxed, our stomachs let out one more loud growl.

GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEE

With that final growl, I came inside of her, it was the most intense orgasm I've ever had, and it certainly seemed like it for her too. I had to lay down for a few minutes to finally come back to reality and catch my breath. We rinse off in the ocean before something catches my eye.

Wait, is that.. a boat?!

I point over to where I'm looking

I think it is! We might actually be able to get off of this island! And it looks like it's coming right towards us!

Juno says with excitement

It was indeed a rescue boat. We grabbed our clothes and hopped on. We explained what happened to the person driving it on our way back to land. I'll admit, I was a little sad that our fun little starvation adventure was brought to an end, but we can always plan something like that out again in the future! We got back to land and found a little restaurant where we finally had our first warm meal in 2 months. It was so good! I'd say the trip was enjoyable, even if it didn't go as planned x3

[crovvbaar]

Six-song soundtrack game - Zane [HER C0MBAT]

Rules: If you're tagged, make a new post with links to music and/or lyrics describing the following:

1. An event that defines your character's past: shame - snow day

i'm turning my head from the wind, it's cold but i've been colder

and as the dew seeps slowly through the holes and dampens my skin, i feel the sting of mother nature

i'm going to close my eyes soon and this is the only place i can do it, at the top of this hill, i sit down

i dismiss everything i see in front of me, all mountains crumble and turn to dust

colour slips away, just like it always does, if i can't see you then why should i see?

they say don't live in the past and i don't, i live deep within myself, just like everyone else

2. How your character sees themselves: grief - the drone

life's constant struggles, an uphill battle everyday

kill myself just to make ends meet, now i pray for change

the droning of everyday life totally ruinning me

ongoing monotous confusion despairs all that i can gasp

what will tomorrow bring? don't even think that i'll last today

3. How others view them: deftones - anniversary of a uninteresting event

the bar is dead and the rocket's rain, is keeping you wet in your deathbed

so high on the waves you made for us and not since you left have the waves come

4. Their closest relationship (platonic or romantic): whirr - mumble

mumbling with you feels okay because you do too

our words blur, sound the same, but to me we're clear, i'm feeling you

i'm different with you, you're better than what i'm used to

so let's stay away from what's normal, because i mumble too

5. A major fight scene: daughters - ocean song

he opens the door, the world is suddenly different

he senses something terrible awaiting, a loose thread, a worsening

in that moment he turns to the sky, he notices that it's darker now than it used to be

it's darker now at this hour, than it was last week

within or beyond himself, a voice more primal, is urging him to go, run, to go, run

6. End credits song: ataxia - the sides

life won't change today, every single day

things don't come my way, it's just my time to fade

they move on, people they go out, just why the filler is without

things don't come my way, i cover up my face

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[shut-up-rabert]

On my cousin's first death anniversary, I'll share a personal message about loss to everyone.

We lost him to Cancer last year. The last I remember of him was a few weeks before, in November on a videocall. I was not serious at all about his health: he was a fighter afterall! He had defeated this disease once before, he could surely do it again, right?

Him and I were not as close as we used to be, but it still remains the worst day of my life. I cannot think of what his parents went through. I cannot think what his aunts, uncles, grandparents went through.

Leukemia is not at all easy to get rid of: he was diagnosed late and had high chance of recurrence. Still, the loss was no less unexpected than an actual freak accident.

I overestimated his spirit, I thought he could fight simply because he had been doing it for a long time. We all did. We were all fooled by the smiles and reassurances by that kid who was perpetually fighting, who was not any wiser than the rest of us, whose reassurances we trusted even though he was not even 20, and never got to be.

None of us said any right things, too afraid to even utter any accidental taboos and trusting his own person in this fight, when it mattered to all who loved him, when it should have been us, assuring and making him believe that everything will be okay.

Maybe it would have made a difference.

Today, of all days, I came across a reel where a girl had made a dark joke about the suicide of her sister due to her mental health issues. There were people in comments resonating with the experience, surviving family of such victims talking about how there loved one would have laughed at such a thing if they were still here.

It is not the exact same thing, but it hit close enough to home.

So I'll say it to everyone right now: most of the time, Death is not foreseeable. If you see or feel (ALWAYS trust your gut) someone struggling, check on them, it does not matter even if they seem all smiles and cheers afterwards or even denying the problem to begin with. That is not a definitive sign of the strength they have inside. Make sure you replenish it time and again.

Tell them how much they matter.

Tell them how much you love them.

Tell them how much your world would suck if they were not there any longer. (It will be destroyed and never be the same, speaking from personal experience)

And most importantly, make sure you do it without waiting for any signals. Do not stop telling them how much they matter, even in recovery, even when everything looks alright.

Check on them, whether you feel the need or not. Even when they are laughing and dancing and whatever.

And absolutely DO NOT shy away from the topic of their health. You want it all out of them if you want to help them.

Trust me, those pictures and videos only make you happy as long as they are not your only connection to the person in them.

And just in case anyone having these thoughts or failing to life comes across this post, I'll tell it to you now.

It's not an easy decision to make, it's a difficult, agonizing last resort. I know you don't want to, no one does. It just seems like the only option. It seems like the inevitable result.

I know. I know it all. I've been through it a bit myself.

But yours is not the only life that goes. Anyone who loves and cares for you, they collapse and when they build themselves back up, they are no longer the same. It's the end of more than one persons. Do think about their lives after you.

Talk to the people you believe that love you. Ask them how much you matter. Ask them what will happen to them when you are gone.

And if you think there's no such person, or that no one is worth it, just know that you are still there. You have come so far. Letting go is not the only option.

I was never outright suicidal, but I had a pretty dark period in 2020 when I was 16. I was never brave enough to even try anything but I no longer had a will to live, I wanted to just disappear, consciousness and all. My thoughts were my Prison. The life outside it never seemed to matter. Every passing day increased my dread. But I am very, very thankful that I got to live.

It's going to be 5 years now and I am the best version of myself. I healed at my own pace, and relapse for a little while every couple of months to a lesser degree each successive time. Long story short, I am at a difficult time of life even now, because the ups and downs never cease, but I actually can brave through it all now, the dark thoughts die more and more each passing day, instead of me.

I am very, very happy that I did not let those thoughts win and slowly entered life again.

Things will get much, much better. Verify it for yourself. Try living your life one day at a time, you have nothing to lose if you live another day.

When you are past the darkness, you will be able to take charge of your life. Before that, try taking small steps now.

Seek help as soon as possible. Talk to your therapist, family, friend, tumblr moot, anyone. Look into your interests, try new things, and keep yourself busy. Make what weakens you matter less than the life you are capable of giving yourself, either right now or in a hopeful future.

Your actual life matters more than any thoughts, any fears, anything said to you, no matter how factual they appear. Future, even upto the next day, need not happen as you foresee it. Farther future almost never unfolds that way. You lose nothing if you live to see it unfold. It will be a pleasant surprise , I promise.

Both family and those suffering, do not forget the difference one life makes.

[atmilliways]

Wrong On The Money (1-3)

parts 1, 2, & 3 of ?? | 888 words | Teen+

Blackmail fic on Ao3 | on tumblr

Summary:

Wayne is sick and they don't have the money for the treatment he needs. Eddie, desperate and spread thin between school, a part time job, and dealing, spots Steve outside of a gay club and opts for blackmail. Steve, who has heard about Wayne through Dustin... just sort of lets him.

I started writing this while Ao3 is down. Haven't quite finished it yet, but I've got 6.7k written so far, so I should be able to do daily posts for at least a while!

Now also posted on Ao3.

Quick note, if it helps anyone who might be hit too close to home by Wayne's serious but relatively brief health scare. First, he's going to be fine. I love Wayne, I wouldn't do that to him. Second, Dustin's mind goes straight to cancer when he hears that it's serious serious, but Wayne's illness is never specified. The only symptoms described are basically a cough and general weakness/fatigue.

1.

Dustin is really upset one day after school, the day he tells Steve about his dad. 

Steve had never asked, alright? It was family shit, and that kind of thing was. . . . Well, not sacred, he can’t even think that and keep a straight face, but definitely private. There could’ve been any number of reasons why Mr. Henderson wasn’t around. 

Turns out it was cancer.

And . . . it’s not insensitive to wonder, right? Steve doesn't know if it’s an anniversary or if someone’s been giving him shit at school about not having a dad or something. So, after a few bumbling questions about why this is upsetting him now, an explanation comes tumbling out.

The leader or president or whatever of the nerd club Dustin joined at the start of the year had to cancel their game this week. “Eddie never cancels, Steve,” Dustin insists, eyes red from crying and voice gone all squeaky. “And we were giving him shit about it, we all were, even the upperclassmen guys, and he. . . he j-just broke, Steve. Said his uncle is r-really sick, bad sick, and I know what that means. They don’t have the money for treatment. He’s Eddie’s only family, and he’s probably going t-to. . . .”

Steve regrets dropping Robin off at her house first today. She might not know what to say either, but at least they’d be in this together. “Dust, that’s. . . . That’s awful.”

Turns out he doesn’t have to say anything else, because Dustin thumps against him and bawls his eyes out. 

2.

“It was awful, Robs,” Steve says, rubbing a hand over his eyes as he talks into the phone. “I haven’t seen him like that since after Starcourt, when we had to tell him about Hop.”

Robin’s wince is audible in her reply. “Yeah, that's. . . . That’s pretty bad.”

“Yeah.” He heaves a sigh, hoping it’ll get some of the constricted feeling out of his chest. It doesn’t.

“Steve? Are you okay?”

“I don’t know.” It’s just, he hates it. Hated it then and hates it now, because both times there’s no way for him to jump between Dustin and this thing. “Everything was starting to sort of feel okay again, and then suddenly there's Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson and his uncle, who I’ve never even seen in my life—”

“It’s not about the Munsons, Steve,” Robin says gently. “You and Dustin have that ‘you die I die’ thing. He’s like your kid brother who annoys the shit out of you, but you love him to death anyway. And right now he’s sad but you can’t do anything to help.”

Lifting his face from his hand, Steve looks around the room. He’s on the big comfortable couch in his big fucking house with too many rooms, all empty except for this one. His parents are never home, always away on business trips that got way more frequent after Barbara Holland disappeared from a party he’d hosted. They send money—not an allowance, not since he didn’t get into any of the colleges he’d applied to. But the utility bills are always paid up, and a gardener still comes around to do lawn maintenance every other week.

He wonders how the cost of maintaining a house they don’t live in compares to the cost of whatever kind of treatment Munson’s uncle needs.

Doesn’t let himself wonder if it would make a difference, but he knows that treatments don’t always work. It hadn’t, apparently, for Dustin’s dad.

“Yeah,” Steve agrees heavily. “I know.”

3.

The nice thing about being done with high school and working weekends at a shitty retail job is, Steve can do whatever he wants on some weekdays. As long as he doesn’t have a shift that starts before noon the next day, anyway. Which he doesn’t.

So, a few days after Dustin’s revelations, Steve drives up to the nearest outskirts of Indy. Eventually he ends up in one of those clubs that he and Robin have been researching how to find.

He tells himself that he’s scoping it out before he brings her, but he wants to get lost for a while. Empty his head out of things he can’t do a damn thing about—the Upside Down, the monsters, the Russians, the Munsons, the memories of Dustin crying and, just for funsies, of Nancy calling him bullshit. Because that’s always somewhere in the mix, these days.

Fill it back up with music and movement. Not with drinks, because he still has to get himself back to Hawkins in one piece.

He goes and he dances and he sweats. Sometimes guys dance with him, and Steve goes with it. Who cares? No one knows him here, it doesn’t mean anything.

Turns out, it does mean something after all. 

When Steve finally stumbles his way out of the club, he finds none other than Eddie Munson sitting on the hood of the Beemer he’s been buying off of his parents in installments. (Their idea. It’s a ‘pay for it or lose it’ kind of deal.) 

The buzzing under his sweat-tacky skin—satisfaction at successfully getting out of his head—fizzles out. He keeps walking and stops when he draws even with the car. 

Eddie Munson, looking tired and prickling with restless energy, and exhales a cloud of smoke and vapor into the chilly air. “Hey, man. What’s a nice boy like you doing in a place like this?”

[aswho1estuff]

I love it, my designer

EP #2

Dior for I adore, Versace I can't stay away

Plot- Taylor feels understood, cherish, and quite frankly loved the problem is her husband isn’t anywhere in the equation. The root of the problem is the model her husband assigned her to photograph.

Masterlist

"Lemme lock this up and we're out" I say putting my keys in my purse. "Not the silent treatment" I announce laughing. Looking up I follow Diana's gaze to meet Hyunjin.

"Oh, hi Ms. Carter, and ?" Hyunjin says walking over."Hey this is Diana my friend, what are you doing here today?" I say shaking his hand after Diana "Well I'm moving my activities under this company and need a stylist soon, So everyone told me come to you".

"You should definitely work with Sasha then, she's one of the best assets here" Diana jumps in poking me forward. "That would be wonderful actually" Hyunjin grins at Diana. Pushing her I say "Don't mind her, when do you need the outfit".

"I'll need them in two weeks actually, one for the carpet and another for the after party" he lets out low. I sigh laughing "I'm gonna need all your time these two weeks then no debates". "My lips are sealed" Hyunjin whispers.

"We should take him to lunch with us then" Diana says quickly almost giving me whiplash "you know for business and time management and stuff" she lets out sheepishly.

"And that's when she came with me up to that school id never seen those girls so scared before" Diana cackles at the retailing making me and Hyunjin laugh. "You've always been so caring huh" he says leaning over.

"she has don't let her tell you otherwise, that's why I'm glad you were able to care for her yesterday" Diana says softly she's always worried about me even though I'm older. "It was my pleasure really, I enjoyed every minute truly" Hyunjin states smiling.

"did something happen that day though before I came? if I can ask of course" Hyunjin asks low. "It's alright it was just my anniversary that day and it didn't go how I planned it would" I elaborate.

"I didn't know it was your anniversary I would have got you something" "Hyunjin you don't have to do that, it's alright" I cant fathom the thought that he and Diana would be the only ones who'd actually given me a gift.

"Well if not for your anniversary then I should get you something for our anniversary yesterday was the first day we met. You became my photographer and now stylist I think our relationship will be a long and beautiful one" Hyunjin says smiling. "Oh sorry y'all, my rides here gotta head back to the office but have fun" Diana says grabbing her purse as we wave her off.

"let's get to business then, your manager has messaged me with your brand deals so we can hit up a shop nearby for inspiration" I say muddling through my purse grabbing my wallet. "No need I've already got it" "you sure?" I ask "I want to".

Ohh this purse is cute wait look at those shoes. "You should try them on, a little pleasure with business is okay" Hyunjin slightly smiles. "I couldn't.... maybe just for a second" I say grabbing the shoes from him. Throwing my shoes off I put them on "wow okay she's cute" I say pointing to the shoes "indeed she is" Hyunjin adds laughing.

"okay let me take em off before I get attached" gigging I sit down reaching for the shoe Hyunjin stops my hand "you don't want them?" He asks confused. "I shouldn't Ive got enough shoes really you know" I reply slowly pulling off the shoes. These are gonna live in my dreams for weeks "but you can never have too much of what you like" Hyunjin says helping me up.

"well I think daniel would disagree and he's right I do have too many shoes, I probably wouldn't wear them often anyways I'm more of a purse girl" I say putting them back.

"You've got a package" Daniel says putting it on the bed. "Thanks?" I tell him as he walks out resuming his phone conversation closing the door. Versace? This can't be I think Opening the box to find a note.

"I got the black purse so you can switch with the white one you have. Our first anniversary of many years to come I hope." - Hyunjin

Masterlist

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[skylinx2o]

Admittedly, I've been feeling terrible lately. I didn't even finish my weekly drawing and broke my now months long streak. I thought I would be able to do it, but my emotions weighted me down too much. I might go back to drawing one art every two weeks.

Anyway, I feel like I should do more fun things. I mean, drawing is fun, and I love creating stories for my OCs, but I do have a lot of other interests. And tho I'm sticking to talking about LEGO today, I want to talk more and get out of my shell. And maybe give you more insight into me as a person.

So today I'm going to talk about my favourite LEGO themes and why I love the series, plus how I personally got i to all of them. It's not a normal review whatsoever, just an excuse to ramble about my interests freely. Just remember this is my experience and my feelings.

(And it's not at all like I'm making this post because I need all of this to prepare for a speaking class and the only way to motivate myself is by making a post about it o _o Come on, I'm killing two birds with one stone here!)

Okay, so, my all-time favourite themes are (in chronological order to when I found them):

1. Bionicle

Honourable mention: Hero Factory

2. Ninjago

3. Legends of Chima

4. Monkie Kid

5. Dreamzzz

1. So. Bionicle. I have a weird history with Bionicle. My dad's friends used to get movies for us, and one day it just happened that my dad's friends gave us a pen drive with Bionicle: Legend Reborn on it. I think I would be around... Seven or eight when I watched it I've seen fans say that it was a pretty weak film, but I didn't know Bionicle back then, and I really enjoyed it! That movie was a soft reboot of the series, and as someone who started their Bionicle obsession with that movie, in my opinion it worked really well as a standalone supposed to capture new audiences. I really loved the sense of mystery that was probably lost on new fans. It wasn't exactly explained what or who Mata Nui was, besides him being a warrior who lost his people. And the ending... I really thought there would be a sequel to it, and was really intrigued by whom the great beings were, and what happened to the world, why Mata Nui knew them, what the giant ahh robots were supposed to do.

Of course, when a few years later in middle school I looked for the sequel, I didn't find it. And to be honest, the ending was disappointing to me. However, there was a whole other storyline in Bionicle to catch up on! And so one faithful summer was spent reading all the comics I could find, reading wiki pages one after another, playing Mata Nui online game obsessively, refusing to use a walkthrough. Believe me when I say I was obsessed!

And then out of nowhere in 2015 g2 came out, and I was stoked since I missed out on practically the whole g1 as it was being made. (I mean, it's understandable, I was born the same year the first Bionicle movie came out.) I mean, can you blame me for being excited? A dead franchise that I just started becoming a devoted fan of is suddenly revived from the grave. I felt like the luckiest person on earth that day. Honestly, g2 was a lot simpler than g1, but I really like it, even if most people said it sucked. Sure, it wasn't exactly like g1, and even I cringed a few times when watching the g2 show, but for what it was, it was cool in my eyes, and loved finding all the g1 references. And there were quite a few of them! The story of g2 was simpler, but for little kids I think it would've been fine. But alas, LEGO did a crap job promoting it, and it died early, with an ending that was so bad even I can't defend it. It just didn't make sense, and it was rushed as hell. But I still wished it would've continued.

I love both generations for different things, and I'm sad I didn't get any g2 sets when they were out (Lewa was my favourite one). But years later I managed to get a promotional anniversary set of Tahu and Takua, and you wouldn't believe my happiness when I was building it. It's strange being a relatively new fan compared to others I see online, but I still remember seeing Bionicle commercials, and even have a very vague memory of seeing a Phantoka commercial on our ancient TV. I mean come on, I was so into it, I even learned the Matoran alphabet! My mom had to listen to my countless rambling, and if I ask her about Bionicle today, she still remembers some answers, that's how much into it I was. Hell, this blog started as a Bionicle blog before I moved fully to Monkie Kid content.

Okay, this Bionicle ramble is getting a tad long, so I'll wrap this up. Would I recommend Bionicle to anyone? Well... Not really, unless you like long lore researching adventures. The story is so convoluted, with many sides stories, and it went on for so many years, that despite my obsession I still probably missed like, 40% of the lore. G1 at least, wouldn't vibe with casual audience probably. G2 might be easier on the brain, despite it having some deeper lore too. Plus, there's the cultural appropriation issue, that I'm not qualified to talk about, but others already made pages long blogs and articles about. Plus the weird gender situation. But, it's still a good story in my eyes, despite its many faults. But that's just me, and if you didn't catch on yet, I'm already deep in this hole and there's no getting out of here now.

Honourable mention: This brings us to Hero Factory. I watched the first few episodes at around the same time as the first Bionicle movie. Came from the same source as before. I think it deserves a mention, because I still loved it, and did some lore digging, but I wasn't as obsessed with it as the other positions on the list. I didn't like the later stuff as much, tho some concepts were really cool too. But the story of the first episodes was really well done, and worked great as a movie. The fights were tense, and when watching it for the first time, I couldn't really know if the characters would be okay. Honestly, it got me really excited and invested. A factory of heroes is a unique concept, and I always found it intriguing how they made the robot society work. But, I don't think it needed more time than it needed, unlike Bionicle, where I didn't like the ending of either generation. I think it wrapped things up quite well with the first episodes, and the later ones just feel like cool side stories, and it works in my opinion.

This one I would definitely recommend, because I feel like it's underrated, and it's not long. Like I said, the version I got was just a one movie like compilation. I checked and there's just 11 episodes. It would probably take 1–2 hours to watch it, not counting the later movies and all.

2. Next one is Ninjago! I started watching it almost from the start. I must have been around ten or so... The episodes aired on TV, so I had easy access to it! I almost never missed an episode, and watched even the reruns. And believe me, I was hypnotised when watching it. Tho, starting from rebooted I watched the episodes online, first in my native language, then in English since I started getting too impatient to wait. This was my first obsession. For the longest time, when people asked me what I wanted to do, I said I wanted to be a ninja. One of my oldest OCs is Mika, and she grew up with me. Whenever a new season was to come, I would design a new suit for her. I have a whole dedicated blog to her, I wonder if you all can find it lol. Anyway, for a kid's show, the first seasons were really well written, and the show could be dark when it wanted, but it didn't lack jokes, and most were very funny. And honestly, Ninjago had a really big impact on my life. It taught me not to give up, and it made me want to make the world a better place. Grade school was a horrible time for me, and Ninjago was like my escape. Tho, I might have daydreamed about it too much at one point...

I started distancing myself from Ninjago around hands of time. I didn't watch the show as regularly, catching up on seasons long after they aired. I think that's also where the writing quality started dropping… I just didn't like it as much any more. But it should've been expected with a series that went on for so long. I'm not one of the people who think old Ninjago was better than anything. It wasn't perfect at all. But I didn't like the short format of newer seasons. But then secrets of forbidden spinjitzu dropped, and i as a person started getting better too, so I went back to Ninjago, and while it wasn't still the best and people had a lot of issues I loved those few next seasons. I mean, they somehow hit right into my interests with those seasons. First the adventure movies like atmosphere with the Egyptian like tomb, then they get sucked into a video game, then the very DnD like feeling Shintaro. It was right up my alley. My love for Ninjago was back in full force by then. So you can imagine how sad I was when the word that Ninjago was ending started going around. The series has been with me for half my life. My friends even knew how much I liked it, my best IRL friend even bought me a Ninjago set for Christmas one time. But you know, I thought it was probably Ninjago's time. Nothing can last forever after all, and it had a very good run. Why not end it when the story was still quite alright? And then… Crystallized happened. I didn't watch Crystallized. I heard the spoilers, and I wasn't… thrilled. Especially with Harumi. And people hated that season. It left a bitter taste in my mouth. It didn't feel like a send-off Ninjago deserved.

So you can imagine how damn happy I was about Dragon Rising! And surprise, it's the best Ninjago has been in a while! I absolutely loved the first season. The new characters are wonderful, and that change was certainly what Ninjago needed. And the fact that it's merged with one of other of my beloved LEGO series only makes it better. And that's probably my cue to move to it hehe

So, would I recommend Ninjago? Yeah. Its story is easy to follow, you just need to watch the show. If you're ready to watch sixteen+ seasons that it! Even the worse seasons have some value to them I'd argue. But I may be biased with how close to my heart that series is.

3. Yeah boy, Legends of Chima! I started watching Chima around the same time I started watching Ninjago, and I was equally hooked. And yes, my mom remembers this one as well, I watched it every time it was on too. Actually, I think the first fanfiction I've ever written was about Chima. With a pencil on paper. I think that, while the other series captivated me because of magic or the setting or the action, in Chima it was the characters and their dynamics mostly, despite there being plenty of magic powers and action too, plus a unique setting. The main characters all have distinct personalities, and it's fun to see how their personalities clash or work together. I think it's cool because the conflict between lions and crocodiles takes the main stage in the first season. Later seasons are great too, and they shake things up to make things interesting quite well. The lore isn't as broad as in other series, but it's pretty cool and interesting either way. There were some unique concepts there. I can't explain my love for this theme as well as with other series, because I don't think there was anything big that made me like it. It's just a cool show. I think what there was has been satisfying, tho young me was really sad and angry it ended anyway. But it's great for what it was. But I can't say I'm not happy that Chima is now merged with Ninjago, and it works so well together, and I absolutely love Lord Ras.

I would absolutely recommend it. It's a fun show, and only three seasons long. It can be both fun and serious, and I definitely had a blast watching it.

4. Now one of my newer obsessions! Monkie Kid! I watched the pilot in Chinese when it came out, then I promptly forgot about the series and binge-watched it all when season 3 came out. I was reading about Journey to the West long before the series was announced, since I have a liking for old stories and legends and myths and stuff. And Asian cultures fascinate me. I blame Ninjago with its Japanese influence and all the martial arts movies that were on the TV all the time. Plus Mulan and Kung Fu Panda. Anyway, I can't say much about how accurate it is or anything since I'm not Chinese, but I think the show is great. I noticed a lot of references to Journey To The West. No shocker here, it's inspired by it. But being in this fandom made me learn a lot of new things about China, tho I still have a bunch of things to learn. I'm no expert yet. Tho, I try my best to be respectful.

Umm... Like I said, not much to say about how accurate the story is. But I really liked Journey to the West, so naturally I like Monkie Kid too. Plus, MK i really relatable to me. I feel like my personality is really similar to his, tho I'm more introverted. For some reason, I relate to this portrayal of Macaque and Wukong as well.

I dare to say that from all the series so far, I find this one to be the most well written. I just find the writing to be the most impactful. Plus, the artstyle is very different from other LEGO shows. Action scenes are really fun. The artstyle definitely works in its favour. And yeah, I would recommend this show 100%.

5. And finally, the newest addition to the LEGO series, Dreamzzz! The show is really new and just starting, but I love the concept and the writing! Plus again, I really relate to Mateo. The characters feel like real people you would meet, and how they interact feels realistic. And I found myself liking even the characters that annoyed me, because their personalities were the realistic type of annoying, one that you might find out in the wild. And the concept of a dream world just really speaks to me. And it gives the creators a lot of creative freedom. All wacky things can happen in a dream after all. One thing I didn't expect in the show was the secret agency, and I think it's a clever addition to the story.

I would recommend this series. I hope it'll have a bright future, and that the writing will stay this good.

Well, time to wrap all of this up. Whoever suffered through this whole ramble deserves a juice and a cookie 🍪🧃 For a few finishing thoughts... I noticed a lot of the series I like blend magic powers and technology together. I just thought it's interesting. And I wanted to mention that the songs for Bionicle, Ninjago and Chima absolutely slap. I used to listen to them on repeat all the time lol Even my mom really enjoyed those songs

Yeah, I don't know what this post was for, I just felt like writing all that :v

[oh-saints]

Hello!! Love how you write angst, could you maybe write a one shot for either mason mount or martin ødegaard, where you have been dating for a couple of years and suddenly he starts being nervous around reader and she thinks that he is going to ask her to move in but he breaks up with her because he starts thinking that she should be with someone that can give her all their time and not being in the spotlight and then idk ajajajaj

Maybe they call them when they are drunk or they get hurt in a match and they call her or something where they hace to face each other or something

Omg this is long ajajajajaj hope you like my idea and it inspires you to write something, I know anything we got from you will be nice :)

hi nonny!! sorry it's only now i can write this request of yours. i hope i'm not too late? ;-)

but since i'm writing an angst-y series for mason, here may i present you something for our favourite young captain that i've been working on the past week...

ghost

it’s true what people say when they tell you to wrap up your unfinished business first. you’re just too blind to see the big, fat ass flag that’s waving as red as your boyfriend’s kit.

martin ødegaard x you tw: insecurity + cheating wc: 3.3k note: this is just a fiction ok i'm just in the mood to make devil out of everyone lolol this actually hits a bit too close to home but I need to let it out, so here we are. I don’t support cheating whatsoever btw, so remember to break it up good first things first 😉but as usual, I happen to write at dawn so it’s not beta-read yet. songs: almost is never enough - nathan sykes, ariana grande & midnight rain - taylor swift

“are you engaged or something that I don’t know of?”

it wasn’t often your best friend paid you a call, considering her florist business was thriving and all and they were now rather short-staffed. so when her name flashed over the screen of your phone, you didn’t think twice to excuse yourself out of your office to pick up her call.

but you didn’t think she’d fire you that question. sure, you’d been dating your boyfriend since the early days of his arrival to the north side of london and things had been going stable between you two. sure, you’d talked about the more serious part of your relationship, such as what if you both get married and all. but that was it—none of you discussed more than that, what ifs.

you wouldn’t turn down the opportunity if given, though.

“uh, no? why are you asking?”

“shit,” your friend muttered under her breath. “promise me, first. don’t tell him it comes from me, okay?”

the more your friend gave you disclaimer like that, the more your heart’s palpitation grew rapid. “as if I’d throw my best friend under the bus.”

she laughed at your lame attempt to hide your nervousness. your voice tended to reach an octave higher when you did so. “martin ordered so many peonies for the weekend.”

peony is your favourite flower, you’d told martin that a long while ago—to which martin utilised the information for every of your anniversary bouquet, along with every time your birthday came up. but he never orders for peony on ordinary days because he thinks it defeats the purpose of presenting you everything special on particular days.

and this weekend was the last game of the season, a mark to officially begin your summer break, which is always the time you both look forward to because in between martin’s constant flying schedules and your 9-5 hectic schedule, it’s always nice to have one or two week(s) secluding yourself from the entire world, spending day and night only with your boyfriend.

you had to take a deep breath to slow down your pounding heart. can it be?

＊✿❀○❀✿＊＊✿❀○❀✿＊＊✿❀○❀✿＊

see you on the weekend, baby.

martin wasn’t supposed to be smiling this wide. he wasn’t even supposed to smile at all. because despite the sweet moniker, the sender wasn’t his own girlfriend of a little more than two years. worse, the sender had even been deprived of every right to call him by endearments since that painful moment she broke up with him, right when he informed her that there was a better opportunity for him in london.

logically, he was supposed to hate her with all his might—how could he stand someone who didn’t support his growth and development as a young football player? how could he stand someone who only crawled back to him when he was now an up-and-coming name in the football world?

logically, he was supposed to come back home straight from the training ground instead of ordering a bunch of flowers for the next time he met her. why did he feel obliged to bring her a handful of flowers? where did this feeling come from?

martin wasn’t one to understand flowers, anyway. he only bought flowers for special occasions, and that was also because he’d gotten the information yourself about your favourite flower. so why was he purchasing something he didn’t possess the knowledge of, to begin with?

but logic seemed to have escaped the most level-headed person under mikel arteta’s team since the ghost of his past decided to appear before him last week.

“martin, you should know that I’m very sorry for what I’ve done,” she started explaining, and the moment she reached for martin’s hands over the table was the moment his resolve crumbled apart. “I wasn’t thinking straight and I was too foolish to want you all for myself. but I’ve grown up, for you, so that I can be someone you need by your side.”

martin should naturally ask for an evidence, or anything to convince him that she had indeed become better for him, had turned into someone she believed he needed. martin should ask what she had become—could she be like you, the one who put shattered pieces of him together and glued him back to his old self?

martin should prove it himself if this very lady in front of him, who’d inflicted more pain than logically accepted, was a better fit to be his other half than you. hell, martin should’ve even proved it himself that she was no better than you, period. so why did his hand now get tangled with hers, reciprocating the light squeeze she gave him over the table?

why did he think she deserve at least a chance to explain herself?

ironic, really, when his gaffer picked martin to be the captain of his team himself solely for martin’s extraordinary football iq.

＊✿❀○❀✿＊＊✿❀○❀✿＊＊✿❀○❀✿＊

landed! can’t wait to see you! xx where are you?

“martin, baby,” martin jumped in his place, his phone almost fell off his hands, as the sultry voice he loved—and he discovered that he still loves it all the same—tried to lure him back to bed. “what are you doing? come back here,”

the pristine white sheet of the hotel slid down her chest as she sat up, beautiful in between the mess he made of her—her now-tangled hair, purple spots down her neck and chest, red marks down her arms and thighs—and martin’s heart broke into two. one at the revelation at how much he’d missed this sight of her, the other at the fact he needed to leave this behind because he still had you to come back to.

you, who’d been waiting for him at the airport for two hours now, because he forgot about picking you up from your business trip. something he never did during the time you both spent together.

you, who would be waiting for him in his house later, ready to spill everything you went through during your business trip, because you know martin was a good listener and never a judgemental one. because you know martin would always have your back.

you, who had loved him before his name, who have loved him through the calm and the storm of a football season, who always love him no matter wins or loses, and who promises to always love him through thins and thicks.

something came up at the training ground. I’m sorry I can’t pick you up myself.

martin’s heart plopped down the plush carpet as he pressed send, for reasons he didn’t want to acknowledge right now. not when a pair of arms managed to snake its way to his waist, eliminating the distance between martin and her in no time and they were now skin to skin, and good lord, was it not satisfying to have no barrier between them.

martin’s heart plopped down to the deepest part of hell, perhaps, when he felt his phone vibrated in his hand—the one that wasn’t busy moulding his body to fit the vixen in his arms—and saw the immediate response you replied him with.

alright, good luck with that. see you at home! xx

you, whose love martin had betrayed. consciously so.

“do you still love her?” was the question the woman martin believed as siren incarnated, fired off as soon as she saw him dressing up, ready to leave her behind in this luxury confinement they called five-star hotel.

brave, martin got to give her that. it was the very question martin kept asking himself as he laid awake last night, facing the ceiling while listening to the sound of her gentle breathing, tickling against the skin just an inch from his pecks. her flimsy finger was ghosting yet so palpable, just like your existence—resting there waiting to be acknowledged, like the elephant in the room.

funny how it was his favourite position of yours since the first night you slept together, for it reminded him of her touch, the very touch he’d lost because she was a selfish human being.

yet, martin was currently the one selfish beyond possible combination of words.

but somehow, martin was even braver for responding her when he himself wasn’t sure he could answer his own question.

“I’d be lying if I say I don’t, søta,” he donned his jacket before he leaned down, claiming her lips once more—for what, he didn’t know. to satisfy himself? to soothe the impending thirst that’d been building up unknowingly since she left him? to boost his confidence and justify himself that he was about to do the right thing? “and probably a part of me always will.”

the woman frowned in the way martin was supposed to hate her—she was the reason he’d grown to hate frowny, clingy women—but instead, he shot down a well-placed kiss that she reciprocated in the same fervour, obvious to tell him that she didn’t like sharing. her hands pulled him down further the bed, trying to lull him back to her arms, just like siren personified, and martin laughed in between their heated exchange.

“I’ll be back soon, okay?”

“what if you never come back?” the woman refused to let go of him, hugging him tightly like a koala to his tree. “what if you suddenly realise you love her more?”

“it’s clear to see I don’t love her that much anymore, no?” martin swept the brown locks that reminded him of milky chocolate fondue. sweet, silky, smelt as nice as it looked, as he plucked off one of the peony petals he’d showered her with. “not enough to make me stay with her, anyway.”

martin even surprised himself by saying such words. he didn’t know he was capable of that, he didn’t know how he could have it in him. but if he thought that was surprising, he certainly wouldn’t hold a candle against himself for the things he did—or maybe, had done—to you.

you, whose entire world martin shattered. consciously so, since the moment you parted yourself from the embrace you enveloped him with but whose warmth wasn’t returned.

“what’s wrong?”

he knew it wasn’t easy. it was never easy to be with you since the very beginning anyway—you gathering his broken pieces, you swiping off all of his insecurities and assuring him that you’d wait for him till he wiped off all traces of her, you hiding off your identity so you wouldn’t drag him down in any way possible—but martin didn’t expect them to be very difficult, disclosing all his sins and admitting his faults.

admitting she wasn’t the only one in his heart.

worse, admitting she was never the only one since the start.

“was the emergency that bad at work?”

martin wanted to scream at her, telling her off that she wasn’t supposed to think the better of him, not after everything he’d done to her and their relationship. martin wanted to scream at her, telling her to be the bad guy for once for putting herself first. martin wanted to scream at her, telling her to live happily without him because she didn’t deserve him.

“don’t look at me like that, martin,” your eyes were as clear as always, and martin’s heart broke once more for you and every of the emotions displayed in your eyes. you were scared of him, of how cold he was being around you, and martin’s heart broke because you had been nothing but warm to him. “what’s wrong?”

you didn’t look any different to him at that moment, still lovable and looked very much like his, in every sense of the word. yet he was no longer yours, in every sense of the word. that was what went wrong.

“nothing,” martin acted the way the word implied. martin acted like nothing was wrong, as he kissed the top of your head and slid his hand into yours. “how was your trip?”

“I just wish you were there,” other days, your words would warm him up—the way your presence always succeeded to—but today, as you didn’t grasp back his hand, you meant every single word that escaped your mouth. “too bad, you know?”

too bad, indeed, my love. what if you stayed? what if she wasn’t here? martin thought inwardly as he poured the risotto he was making.

too bad, indeed, my love. because you’re gone already the moment you come home. you thought inwardly as you received the only dish he’d serve you by far because cooking had always been your thing.

too bad, indeed, as the risotto started turning as cold as the long withstanding iceberg in the form of white marble countertop separating you two. too bad, indeed, as the risotto was beyond salvageable even if you tried resurrecting it with every kind of heat earth could produce.

but neither of you moved, so different to the silent dance you both had been doing around the room. yet everything around you two was as loud as obnoxious bunch of drunkards watching the netflix show playing in your living room.

“you know I love you, right?”

the deep breath he let out indicated everything but, and you had never felt so alone in a room full of him. you were left alone, behind a four-wall full of him—his scent, his words, his voice—with nothing but abundance of confusion in your hands. it was, more often than not, your job to declare you love to him, instead of the other way around like this, so what changed?

“I love you,” yet martin couldn’t look straight into your eyes. “but I’m sorry.”

the confusion in your eyes were still evident and martin’s heart broke for you once more because he knew you didn’t deserve any of this. of him, of what he did, of how he’d been treating you. a small doubt crept in for a millisecond—what if he could fix this?—but he buried them down once more because you deserved this from him, an ending as respectable as you are.

“I love you too.”

no, no, you don’t get to say that. you’re not supposed to say that. you were supposed to throw him a thousand questions why he said sorry to you, contradicting his rather fake declaration of love for you.

“I forgive you.”

martin’s head had never snapped that fast, this time it was him that couldn’t hide his bewilderment. of all scenarios he had in his head, what you just did was never in his card. “you don’t know what I did.”

“I don’t care,” you squared your shoulders, and martin knew you meant your words then. you were so full of love and compassion, and it was why martin decided to forget her to be with you, but now martin wanted to run away for how hard life had come to bite his ass. ��I love you. I forgive you.”

“I slept with another person,” and he noticed the slight tremble on those strong shoulders that overcame you. there, he needed that. he needed you to know, to feel, to see reality. “I cheated on you. I want to say that I’m sorry every time and every chance I can but I can’t. I’m sorry.”

you had gone through the worst obstacles there was on this earth—tower of terror, skydiving at palm jumeirah, being struck by lightning. you had gone through even worse obstacles—you’d seen your parents divorced before your eyes, you’d seen your friend took his life in front of you. yet nothing was as painful as the joke martin just threw in your face. you could even brave yourself for a guillotine if given the chance.

anything but the lemon your boyfriend just handed over your open wound. clean-cut and straight to the point.

“you said you love me.”

“I do,” martin replied immediately, as if he was sure of it. as if he was sure that loving you was the right thing to do when he’d just committed the wrong thing to do. “that’s why I’m sorry I did what I did.”

“with who?”

“you don’t want to know who.”

but with martin’s answer, it didn’t take you another second to figure out the woman in question. and you regretted asking immediately because you knew it’d be better if you didn’t know. you could even truly forgive him for what he did, as long as it wasn’t her. knowing who the partypooper was always a better option, because not being able to place a face to a name was always better.

but now you knew about it, and you didn’t have time to save your fragile heart from a heavy rain of sharp knives, endlessly stabbing your open wound to enlarge it even more, giving space for another knife to launch itself to a bleeding heart. you didn’t have time to hide your pain, as tears slowly escaped your eyes.

“why?” you gathered every of your remaining energy to sound brave as you faced your losing battle. “what did I do wrong?”

you needed to know because you’d been doing only the right thing. nothing less than perfect for your boyfriend.

martin wanted to know too because you’d been nothing short of what he needed.

“I’m sorry,” you stopped yourself when martin didn’t give you a response, then you gathered yourself again as you reciprocated his strong gaze. as best as you could anyway. “I’m sorry if I wasn’t enough—”

“no, no—”

“tell me what I can do to fix this, martin,” you pursed your lips, holding back the tears left unshed. “we can still fix this. just… please don’t leave me.”

“please don’t do this…” martin sighed because while he knew you’d always fight for what you believe in, he didn’t know it would bring him a big boomerang instead. “I’ve hurt you. staying with me will hurt you more and that’s the last thing I want for you.”

but that was the last straw for you, the look on his face. he spared you a look of sympathy, an emotion you rather detested because you weren’t a charity case. so you cried, this time not because of the lost cause in your relationship. you cried for yourself, because while you were displaying your desperate frustrations to amend the broken bridges, you addressed such wave of emotion to the wrong person.

“what did I do wrong?”

“it’s not you,” martin wanted to hug you—he still hated seeing you cry—but he knew it wasn’t his place anymore to comfort you. he’d deprived himself of the exclusive right in lieu of another set of different luxurious rights. “it’s never your fault.”

but martin never said it was his, either.

[gradstudentdrone]

What grief has taught me: we are more than work

I returned to work on Friday and was hit with an avalanche of emails. While I was dreading opening my inbox, after awhile, I realized two things: first, that while there are emails that require your attention, they almost always get resolved without you responding and second, there are matters that do require your attention, but aren't as urgent as they appear. This has led me to reach the following epiphanies:

Our importance within institutions (academic or otherwise) is over-stated-- institutions will continue without us, even in the face of death;

"Urgency" in academic contexts is, in many ways, misplaced.

The people at work who I (we all) should hold close are those who step up in ways that matter.

The latter, I think, is what I need to remember. Sincere emails of condolence are kind and much appreciated (more on this below). But you know who truly have your back, those who you should keep close in your inner circle? Your work friends/colleagues (frolleagues?) who make sure that when you get back from leave that they've actually reduced your work load so you won't have to deal with it, people who get how excruciatingly hard it is some days to even wake up and try go on as 'normal' (whatever that means) and tell you, after you check in to ask about a specific task, "we've got this. Don't even think about it." While I've long since understood just how corrosive institutions are, it is people who have your back that make these institutions humane because they know, as well as I do, that when the time comes when they are facing horrific shit, I will also have their backs.

What I also appreciate is sincerity. I can smell from a mile away folks who are emailing to "check in" with me, but are really trying to see whether I'm "okay" now so they can line me up to do tasks for them. Such is the uncaring nature of neoliberal capitalist institutions: people within them have been so used to seeing each other instrumentally that "check ins" are equated not with actual care and compassion, but are a way to surmise whether the person can be tasked with yet one more thing.

All of these epiphanies are making me realize, again and again (and again and again and again) what I've known: that we are more than work. That we have value beyond what we give our employers. That we matter because of who we are, not because of what we can produce.

Having these epiphanies have been monumentally helpful in guiding me to recalibrate my expectations about work and my presence: that, at the end of the day, what matters is who we love and who love us in turn, and that getting caught up again in the academic arms race of publishing, emailing, grant-applying and grant-receiving means prioritizing work over self, work over life.

One regret that I have is that even as I have tried so hard to reorient myself away from the academic arms race - documented in Academic Aunties - I relapse and forget to find an identity outside work. There have been multiple times in my life when I prioritized work over living. The one that still haunts me is opting to finish the academic term and fulfill my teaching commitments in 2013 despite receiving news that my grandma - my lola Pining - was diagnosed at 89 with pancreatic cancer. When I got the news, it was November, and I thought, foolishly in hindsight, that I would finish out the term and head back as soon as December break started, especially since the doctor's prognosis was that my grandma had a "few more months." Yet my grandma died weeks after this diagnosis which meant I wasn't able to see her one last time. Here is a blog post I wrote in her honor.

Another memory that haunts me is my assumption that my dad and I still have a lot of time together. As we prepare for his 40th day death anniversary, which my community celebrates because it signifies the deceased's transition into the afterlife, I am haunted by how much I took my dad's presence for granted. One decision I wish I could undo was in the summer of 2008. Rather than heading back to see my parents in Vancouver, I opted to stay in Toronto so I could keep studying for my PhD comprehensive exams. I had the option of writing the exam in May, which all of the professors teaching the class encouraged us to do. They were telling us not to worry, that we would all very likely pass. But because I was caught up in the academic arms race, I opted to write the exam in August so I could spend an extra two months studying. Our professors pretty much told us that we would pass, but I didn't believe them, and so spent most of the summer in the library rereading Robert Bates and James Scott. Why didn't I just write the exam in May? Why did I have to try to not just know the material but try to master it? Who was I trying to impress?

I wish I knew then how finite life was. I wish I'd decided to spend an entire summer with my dad and mom in Vancouver. I wish we had taken more family trips. I wish I had treasured evenings spent going with my family to the Richmond night market, doing day trip drives to Seattle, hanging out at home and chatting. Even though my family, like many, has had its share of turmoil, my mom, dad, brother and I - pictured above, in my high school graduation - actually like each other's company. We know each other's quirks and tendencies. There's a comfort with knowing that in our family, we can be who we are, because there is unconditional acceptance.

As I enter the academic year, I will endeavour to remember that what I value is my family, my friends, my community. That email doesn't need to be sent. That paper can wait. That meeting can really be an email. Don't waste my fucking time. Because the time we have left is so limited.

[jaidasstuff]

“Found Again” - Vinny Mauro

Summary: Vinny and Y/N break up, but they have a pet together and neither of them want to give it up. Then they spend a few days each with the pet separately. It kinda brings them back together.

- Yesterday -

"Y/N can't you just stop arguing, at least for once?! I'm taking her for three days, that's it!" Vinny yelled at me, his face all red because of his pure anger. I really never wanted us to end up like this. Actually I hated it! Vin looked so much like my father right now, but in the end i still loved him. i wouldn't ever be able to hate him, i know that i will always have a soft spot for this guy and love him. that's a fact, for sure."Okay well then I'm taking her three days after you!" I replied, also angry but trying not to yell at him. yelling is something that i disliked a lot because my father used to do that a lot.. let me tell you it never ended in a good way.

- Today Vinny’s POV -

God, Lexi reminded me so much of her. How come we ended things on bad terms? We were both ready to take the next step and move into our own house, but two weeks before moving, things literally went downhill. I really didn't know what our fucking problem was and why we were so angry at each other. these past days I've tried to find a solution for the both of us. I loved Y/N but things can't be like this anymore and we both should know that. But how am I going to stop us completely from drifting away from one another? Lexi was our child, well not really but basically she was. She's our almost one year old Pitbull. I got Y/N a puppy on our second year anniversary. it was a very sweet moment to remember, she cried a lot of happy tears that day. It was one of the happiest days i've ever experienced in my whole damn life. Her smile is everything for me. Now Lexi grew up and I knew it hurts her when we both aren't there for our dog like usual. "You miss mom too, huh" i said while petting her head, Lexi just looked at me but I could see that she didn't understand why mommy wasn't here with us.

- After the three days -

"Oh hey Vinny you're pretty early!" Y/N said, sounding surprised. I'm over an hour early but I just couldn't wait any longer. Through these past three days Lexi made me realize that life without us all being one family isn't what I wanted. I want Y/N back, my beloved girlfriend. This time I'm definitely doing it the right way. "I know I'm sorry to disturb, but we really need to talk about something. It's very important Y/N" I replied calmly looking down at her. She didn't look too good, Y/N had red and puffy eyes which revealed that she must've felt the same, which did made me feel better somewhat. "Alright let's go upstairs, Mads is here" she whispered softly and i nodded my head slowly, letting Lexi walk into the house. We arrived in our once shared bedroom and sat down. It was difficult to start the conversation since I was nervous but I knew that it's now or never.

- Y/N POV -

"So? What's up Vin?" I asked quietly. To be honest I was afraid of what he was about to say, being clueless and all isn’t that fun. "Right, so I've been thinking these past days.. about us and the whole relationship" after this I completely frowned. What was he about to say? God please don't tell me you already found a new girl. I wouldn't be able to live through that. i think that'd probably kill me. "Don't look like that, I'm not saying anything bad" he smiled softly and it reassured me somehow, which was odd. "Okay" I simply stated and he continued "i still love you and that won't change. These past days were horrible without us being together, Lexi and I missed you so much. Right then I knew that I want to be with you forever okay? She made me see things that I didn't really see before, she looked like a daughter that missed her mom dearly. It made me realize a lot if i'm being honest. even though i've already adored you, it just made things more clear." He whispered quietly and i exhaled a breath that I didn't knew I was holding. Vinny got up from our bed and stood in front of me. "Now I want to do this the right way. We've got so much memories together, both good and bad but we always kept supporting and loving each other. You've always had my back. Even when I decided to move back to my hometown you supported me and came with me. I want us to be a family for real and I want the whole world to know about us. Y/N Ramirez, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Vin asked while kneeling down on one knee. was this really happening right now or am I imagining things? Oh my gosh, this whole time i thought he was seeing someone else! I've honestly always wanted to marry, just like in those movies. "Of course.. yes Vin I'll definitely marry you and become Mrs. Mauro!" I almost shouted while tears of happiness were rolling down my cheeks. I kissed him "I love you" I whispered almost thinking that I was really dreaming. "I love you too Mrs. Mauro" he said and kissed back.

[hinnymicrofic]

Are there going to be prompts for every month or will there be like a holiday break so we can catch up? Cause I dunno if can do 12 months worth of prompts it feels overwhelming

Hiya anon!

I really hear you and understand why you might be feeling a bit overwhelmed with wanting to keep up and write lots but there being an awful lot to write, so I'm going to put quite a long answer here, and if you want to follow up with any thoughts, please don't hesitate to contact me (whether its through asks again or a message 😊) as it's important that you feel that your concerns have been recognised and resolved 🙃

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Personally, I feel that every single day of the year should have a prompt available. Why, you're probably thinking? Well . . .

• I've had messages from a range of people telling me how this blog has really lightened they're day, and that they're feeling a lot better through the fabulous microfics of all the incredible writers contributing to @hinnymicrofic, and through writing for the prompts themselves. This means so much to me - as someone who struggles a lot irl, having the community that comes with fandom is essential to my wellbeing, so I know how some people are feeling! Through just reading a brilliant little microfic, my day can go from unbearable to managable, and I get the impressions that quite a few of the people who interact/follow this blog feel the same, and I don't want to take that away from them - even if it's just for a short period of time!

• My second reason for wanting to provide prompts for everyday is for the routine aspect. As someone who really struggles with changes in routine and a lack of predictability and control that comes with a difference in the things in our day to day lives, the little things like having the same breakfast, wearing the same clothes, getting up at the same time and having a prompt to write for can make or break a day for many of us, especially neurodivergent people. Not long ago my high school hosted a surprise non-uniform day. That day I couldn't go into school because of that, and I couldn't go in the following days because this change had upset me so much - I literally didn't stop panicking and crying for multiple days. For many people writing for/reading @hinnymicrofic has become apart of their daily routine. And knowing how even the smallest of changes to my daily routine effect me, I know how it can effect other people aswell, so having periods of time without @hinnymicrofic could really unsettle many of us. Even if it is just one person who is deeply upset over this change, I would never want to make anyone feel like that.

• Another reason why I don't really want to put a pause on @hinnymicrofic is because of the fabulous reward-like system we've started! If you write something for every prompt in a week, you get this:

And a version of this image for writing for the whole month is in the making aswell!!! If we took a break for a few days it would interrupt this reward system - which would be very irritating for some people!

• My final reason for not feeling great about putting a hold on @hinnymicrofic would be - when would we have a break? Would we go for religious holidays? Public holidays? School holidays? Anniversaries of important events? For particular times of the year (e.g 1st few days of every month)? It would be too hard to decide, and I can guarantee you people would then disagree with the placement of the break and want it in a different place, as unfortunately I can't please everyone. If I did conclude that it really was worth taking some breaks, obviously this isn't a massive barrier to get past, but it most definitely is a contributing factor.

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Okay, now I've said all that (sorry for rambling a bit 🤣) I'd like to suggest some things that will hopefully make this feel a bit less overwhelming for you! No one should have to feel overwhelmed, and it upsets me that you may be feeling this way as a result of Hinny Microfics, so these suggestions will hopefully help 🙂

• This may seem a bit obvious, but you don't have to write for every single prompt. If you struggle with the idea of not knowing what to skip or write, try working out some days that you won't write. You could choose to not write every Monday & Wednesday, or deciding not to write on some specific occasions, whatever suits you - go for it! Or you could just choose to write it based on the prompt for that day, or what you are feeling 😀

• Merge prompts together! A few people have done this already and it works really well! It means you're writing only one microfic, but still get to write for each prompt!

• Write shorter microfics - easier said than done! But, if you can master the art of a super tiny microfic, I'm sure things will become less overwhelming as you won't be writing as much.

• Write ahead - I give you the prompts in advanced, so if you have a free evening where you are doing nothing, you could go ahead and write your microfics in advanced, meaning you get a few days of no writing. 😄

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Please, please, please reach out to me again anon if you don't feel content that this issue has been resolved or anything else that is concerning you, or any suggestions - I'm happy to help 🙂 Also - if anyone else wants to comment/suggest anything about this, my ears are open 😁

Have a fab day <3

[violetganache42]

Okay, the month is almost over, and I think I should probably drop the bomb about something I've been meaning to tell you for a while now: my family and I are going back to Orlando again. XD There's an interesting story behind this.

My mom has the first two weeks of September off before she starts her new travel nursing contract. Part of her wanted to spend some of that time going out and doing something, so she thought of different places to go, like Maine, for example. While browsing on Expedia, she stumbled upon a travel package where a hotel, booked airport flights, and a rental car bundled together cost about $1,200. Intrigued by this, she checked it out and discovered that Orlando was a good option to use it. This officially had her mind made up and she surprised me and my brothers with it earlier this month. Needless to say, we were genuinely surprised by it because we typically go there once every some odd years, not twice in the same year. Plus, with the summer weather here having been mainly rain for a good chunk of the season and a couple of weeks—including this coming week—having high temperatures in the 70s, Mom wanted a good excuse to get some sunshine while she could.

Unlike the Orlando vacation we went on earlier this year, this one will be a bit more lowkey as it will be only the four of us this time around. It also will be roughly half as long too; we're leaving on the night of 9/3 and returning home on the night of 9/9.

I'm particularly excited for this trip for two reasons:

This vacation will mean we have gone to Orlando during a big Disney anniversary celebration twice in one year. Similar to how the February vacation took place during the last few months of Walt Disney World's 50th anniversary, we will be going during the Disney 100th celebration. Stuff for it were already being put on the shelves when we last went, so I'm certain they will still be there in the midst of all the Halloween merch.

Speaking of which, we also happen to be going during Walt Disney World and Universal Studios' annual Halloween festivities. 🎃 In fact, we're going to attend Mickey's Not-So-Scary Halloween Party on Labor Day! I've always wanted to go to a holiday event at one of the theme parks and I'm so glad this will be my first time doing so! Mom and I agreed on doing the Halloween party because it was a better event to do as a family than Universal's Halloween Horror Nights; she did that a couple of times herself and said it was scary. Still, you know I'm gonna be mesmerized by all the Halloween decorations and merch I come across.

[inkabelledesigns]

I wanna talk about a new exciting art endeavor! Back when I started doll customizing, I tried to make some dolls to take with me to Disney while on a trip with my family. For those who don't know, I've fancied myself as a photographer for years now, long before I ever got into doll customs, and one of my favorite things to do is take photos when I travel. So it made sense to combine my loves on my last trip in 2019.

Well, I've always felt like I could do better than what I did last time, so I've been trying to figure out what to make for months, but nothing was coming to me. But I think I've finally got it!

Meet Mikaela Spellabrate! I've taken a lot of time to think this one through, and now I've got a week to make her happen. Here's what I'm thinking: we're gonna use a Cave Club doll for their small stature, that way she can fit easily in my bag. Also, these dolls have an easier time standing on their own than my other dolls, so that will make photos easier. To avoid her hair getting messed up, I'm opting for a curly look that's unraveled yarn rather than brushed out, then I can glue it in place. I have a mad love for afro puffs, and my thought is to make pompoms and then unravel the ends to get a similarly poofy look. It's not gonna be exact, but it should work well for this scale and make for some cute hair. Thrifting with my grandma this summer has also proven useful, we got this really cute kid's skirt that's all ruffles and purple with polka dots, and that's what inspired my palette. Because this is the 100th anniversary of Disney, they have all this merchandise that's purple and silver, so I'm going to adapt that to my doll. I knew there had to be polka dots, I LOVE some good dots, and it's very Minnie Mouse. Perfect for her dress! Also, I have not done pie cut eyes yet on a doll, but it is TIME to try it! I also love drawing on sprinkles for face paint, I've done it for like three dolls now and I'm not stopping any time soon, it's cute.

Really excited to make this happen! I just hope the weather cooperates. Truth is, it's a little too humid here for dolls in the summer, but I have an alternative sealant method I want to try, and this might be the doll I start with. I kind of want to run that test this week too, we'll see what we get through.

There's so much to do, I have a lot of cleaning to get done and other stuff to prep for, but it's okay. I'm really excited to make some art for this trip. It's the first time we're doing this as a family of seven. My sister's husband and my other sister's fiance are coming with us, and the fiance has never been to Disney World before. I'm hoping this will be a good experience for him, and that I can get to know him better. And also that he can handle our brand of crazy. X'''D It'll be good, there's a lot to look forward to!

[duskwoodgirl4life]

Chapter 3

Jake and I had been texting each other back and forth for the last week. We were getting along really well. Jake was still dating Emma; they had been together for 1 month now. I had agreed to give Jason another chance. My heart still wasn't really in whatever it was we had going on but I stuck with it. I had been with Jason for 1 month. He insisted we go out for dinner. I knew what he was getting at; he kept leaving hints every time we were together. I kept telling him I wasn't ready to sleep with him yet but it didn't stop him from trying. Tonight was going to be the biggest challenge as it's our 1 month anniversary if that's what you can even call it.

I've found myself thinking about Jake a lot more than I should. We have been talking every night on the phone before we go to bed. We have even video called each other and fallen asleep with the video still running. I know I still care a lot about him. I never did stop loving him but I think he's moving on at least that's what it looks like. I get snapped out of my thoughts by my phone buzzing. I pick it up and see that it's Jason.

Jason: hello beautiful, just wanted to check in make sure your doing okay I can't wait to see you tonight 😘

I really wish he wouldn't call me that, that name is only for Jake to call me. I take a deep breath in and out and reply back.

MC: Hi, yeah I'm doing okay thanks I'm looking forward to dinner as well see you later

Jason: I've got a very special evening planned I just know your going to love it

MC: can't wait will see you later

I throw my phone down on the bed and drop down onto the bed, I can sense that tonight it is going to be so annoying if he thinks I'm sleeping with him he's got another thing coming. I finally pull myself off the bed and go to get a shower and change into something that isn't sweatpants and Jake's hoodie. After showering I wrap the towel around me and go into the bedroom. I sit myself down on the bed and start to dry my hair. Once I've finished I put my hair up so I can do my makeup. Before I even get to put any on my phone, I see that it's Jake video calling me and a smile spreads across my face.

MC: Hey Jake what's up?

Jake: Hey MC, I need your help. I'm going out tonight and I can't decide which shirt to wear. Please help!!

MC: oh I'm fine thanks for asking Jake I couldn't help but giggle at Jake's facial expression

Jake: MC!

MC: alright, alright I'm only messing hold them both up again

Jake: This one? Or this one?

Jake holds up two shirts, one is plain black I always loved Jake in that shirt. I never thought it was possible for someone to look even hotter in a shirt before. The other one was a blue shirt with a check pattern on it.

MC: go with the black shirt Jake

Jake: thank you MC you're a lifesaver

I sit and watch as Jake takes off his t-shirt I've missed seeing his smooth chest, watching him put on the black shirt is driving me crazy

MC: Jake? Can I ask you something

Jake: sure MC anything

MC: can you come over please

Jake: sure I have a few hours before I need to meet Emma

I put down my phone. I can't help but smile should Jake and I try again? Could we really work better a second time? I think breaking up with him was a mistake and I think I really wanna give us another go. I'm so lost in my thoughts that I completely forget I'm still in my towel and Jake's at the door. I quickly go to answer the door. "Hey Jake come in" standing to one side I let Jake in and close the door behind him. I feel like my heart's beating a million miles an hour. Why am I so nervous now? "Are you okay MC? You look flustered "I snap out of my thoughts quickly it's now or never. I walk over to Jake and push him up against the wall and kiss him. I can feel his hands running over my butt.

I felt Jake push me away slightly and look into my eyes "MC are you sure this is what you want?" I looked into Jake's ocean blue eyes. I knew this is what I wanted. "Yes Jake it's what I want" Jake's lips crashed back onto mine pushing me up against the wall his hands running all over me. We started to take each other's clothes off dropping them on the floor as we moved to the bedroom. After we finished we both lay panting on the bed in each other's arms. "You haven't missed a beat Jake, that was amazing" I felt Jake's arm wrap around me and kiss my forehead. "I could say the same about you MC" we stayed in each other's arms for a while longer until Jake had to leave to go meet Emma. "Jake, can we do this again sometime?" Jake finished putting his trousers on and looked at me. "Anytime you want my angel"

Jake kissed me goodbye and I got myself dressed and applied some makeup and fixed my hair. I couldn't help but smile. I could smell Jake's scent on me. I didn't care if Jason would smell it. Once I'd finished getting ready I grabbed my keys and purse and headed to my car. Before I set off, my phone buzzed in my purse. I took it out and saw that Jake had texted me.

Jake: Hey, just wanted to say thank you for before I had an amazing time ;)

MC: Hey, I had the best time seeing you in that black shirt. I just had to see you ;)

Jake: I'll have to wear it more often for you ;) I better go Emma as just arrived talk to you later xx

MC: talk to you later Jake xx

I put my phone back in my purse and started the car. Jason had booked us a table at the new restaurant that's just opened up. It was called the smoking hot which did not apply to Jason. I parked my car and got out of the car and walked towards the restaurant. I could see Jason already sat at the table. I took a couple deep breaths in and out and walked into the restaurant. I was greeted by the matradee who showed me to the table. Jason's face lit up as I got closer to the table. "Hi MC you look stunning it's so good to see you" the matradee pulled out the chair so I could sit down. "Hi Jason, this is a really nice place" I looked around the restaurant and everything was stunning.

The waiter came over and handed us a menu each as I was looking at what food they had. I felt Jason's hand move across the table and touch mine. "You really do look stunning MC seeing you here tonight it only confirms my feelings for you" I look up at Jason I can see in his eyes what he's about to say before I can stop him he's already said it. "I love you MC I really do" his words made me feel awful. I knew I didn't feel the same way about him and yet before I knew what was happening the words slipped out of my mouth. "I feel the same way" I mentally cursed myself for saying I felt the same way. I didn't love him and yet I've just sat here and told him I did. He looks so happy. I have no idea how the hell I am going to get out of this now. I guess there is no going back at least not yet.

Jake's POV

Sitting across from Emma listening to her tell me about her day my thoughts drift off to MC and the encounter we had. It brings a smile to my face. She really is the most beautiful creature I have ever been with. I really don't know why I'm even dragging this relationship out with Emma. I guess I don't really want to be alone so I'm just stringing her along until I can decide what I want. I know it's not fair on Emma. She's going to be heartbroken when I finally tell her. I can't do it tonight. This is our 1 month anniversary. Her hand reaches across the table and takes my hand in hers. "Jake I need to tell you something I've been wrestling with the thought of telling you and I'm just going to do it. Jake I'm in love with you"

My eyes feel like they have shot out of their sockets. Did she really just say that to me? She's fallen in love with me. I can see the smile starting to fade on her face. She thinks I don't feel the same way. Her thought would be right but I like the idiot I am. I tell her that I feel the same way. "I feel the same way Emma" her face lights back up and she leans across the table and kisses me on the lips. Great Jake you have really gone and done it this time.

After we finish our dinner we take a walk along the river holding each other's hand. I can sense that she is wanting something more out of this walk. She turns to me and kisses me on the lips. Her hands are all over my body. It feels strange to have someone else's hands on me like this. "Jake let's go back to my place" before I even have a chance to reply back. She's dragging me back to the car and we are on our way back to her apartment.

We get back to her apartment and her hands are back on me. Her lips crash onto mine. She's pushed me up against her apartment door trying to get the key in. After a few minutes she finally gets the key in and drags me into her apartment. "Come on big boy the bedroom is this way" she takes hold of my hand and leads me towards the bedroom.

The next morning I wake up before Emma and quickly get dressed and leave her a note making up some excuse that I've had a family emergency. I feel back doing what I've just done but I need to get out of there. I will make it up to her another time. I make my way back home once I get back to the apartment I go up to my room and fall back on the bed and let out a long sigh.

[pof203]

Justice Week: Happy Tiger & Bunny Day!

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>The entire arena cheers at the stroke of midnight, beginning Tiger & Bunny Day.

Mario: As part of Justice Week, the Mayor has declared April 4th Tiger & Bunny Day since it's the anniversary of the first episode the anime series, Tiger & Bunny. Hard to believe it's been 12 years and we now have 12 heroes. Let's see how each one is doing. Let's start with our Crusher of Justice and one of our veterans in the Hero Buddy System: Kotetsu Kaburagi, aka Wild Tiger!

Thanks, Mario. Though I wish you wouldn't have used my real name. I may not have my powers anymore and no longer a hero, I still have to hide my identity. Anyway, I'm still trying to find a way to keep busy. I still want to be involved in Hero TV.

Mario: You could always try becoming an announcer... Actually, don't. I already have the job... But I suppose there's always that.

Kotetsu: (curious) What do you mean?

Mario: (smiling) You'll see when Justice Day comes. So, what are you doing now?

Kotetsu: Well, right now, I'm making my famous fried rice. My family's coming over for Justice Day. We're going to the Blorkus Spring Fair and then the parade.

Mario: I'm told you go there every year. Have you ever thought about doing anything different?

Kotetsu: I don't see why we should change a perfectly good family tradition.

Mario: That is true. Me and the old ball n' chain watch the parade every year without fail... (nervously) Not that she is a ball n' chain. She's one of the best things that ever happened to me. Well, thanks for you time, Ko- I mean, Wild Tiger.

Kotetsu: Anytime.

Mario: (Oh boy, I wonder what Agnes and Lloyds will say if he's not coming.) And now, we should check on Super Scion of the Aristocracy and the other veteran of the Buddy System: Barnaby Brooks Jr.!

Thanks, Mario. It's a pleasure.

Mario: So, what are you doing now?

Barnaby: Well, I just finished reading The Legend of the Goddess of Justice to the children here at the orphanage. I've never seen them more excited for Justice Day since that one Justice Day when we thought the legend was coming true.

Mario: Yes, that was a very memorable time. They even made a movie out of it. It just makes me wish to know if they're going to make a third one.

Barnaby: We can only hope.

Mario: Which makes me wonder, what will you be doing on Justice Day? Will you be coming to the Justice Day Ball at the Maylor's mansion this year?

Barnaby: I don't know. I was hoping to take the kids here to the fair and the parade... But I saw what happened... (wink) Don't worry, I'll make sure he comes.

Mario: (unsure) Okay. Thanks for your time, Barnaby.

Barnaby: Happy to help.

Mario: And next up, the Wondering Prince of Gravity, Ryan Goldsmith, aka Golden Ryan.

Thank you! Who's awesome? I'm awesome!

Mario: (unimpressed and whispering) I think that's mantra's taken. (back to normal and out loud) So, Ryan, how are you doing?

Ryan: Just fine. Just watched a movie with my pet, Molly. I thought it would be a nice way to spend some time before Justice Day.

Mario: So, you'll be going to the ball that day?

Ryan: You bet. I've got my tickets and my suit ready.

Mario: That's great. Will we be seeing Blue Rose coming with you.

Ryan: (laughing) You wish. She's performing at the parade. But don't worry. I have someone in mind... Jr. said so.

Mario: Oh, now we're really curious. Anyway, thanks for your time.

Ryan: Just make sure you get my good side when they show the ball on TV.

Mario: I'm sure we will. And speaking of the Icy Superstar, let's check on Blue Rose now. How are you, my dear?

Thanks, I'm fine. Just getting in some last minute rehearsals before the big day.

Mario: Yes, Ryan told us. Have you got a new song for us in store?

Blue Rose: Not really. Just some of the recent stuff, but I know some new talents that might have something up their sleeves. I just know they'll be the real show stopper.

Mario: True. But I doubt... Never mind.

Blue Rose: (unimpressed) Yeah, we better.

Mario: But still, we can't wait for any new songs you might come up with soon.

Blue Rose: Don't worry. I will. I'm actually working on one right now. It's still a working progress, but you'll hear it soon enough.

Mario: I'm sure we will. Thank you for your time.

Blue Rose: Hope to see you all at the Justice Day Parade!

Mario: Now, to check up on our Expert of Being Seen in the Background, Origami Cyclone, who, at this time, is with his partner, the Bulltank of the West Coast, Rock Bison.

Thank you.

Mario: Where's Bison?

Origami Cyclone: Probably best you don't know.

>You can clearly hear the sound of gagging in the background.

Mario: So, got any plans for Justice Day?

Origami Cyclone: Not really. I'm just going to hang out with some old classmates from the Hero Academy. Catch a movie and then finish off with the parade.

Mario: Does that include He Is Thomas?

Origami Cyclone: No. He's got plans with his sister.

Mario: Really? I would have thought you would go to the ball.

Origami Cyclone: No, but Bison is. Right?

(panting and staggering) You bet I am! I'm gonna have ball- (quickly ducks out of the camera and clearly into a toilet)

Mario: (a bit worried) I thought he quit drinking.

Origami Cyclone: Actually, we were having dinner and he eat some bad sushi. As you hear, one of the chefs is being yelled at by the manager.

Voice from outside the bathroom: YOU'RE FIRED! HOW COULD YOU SERVE SUSHI THAT WAS ON THE FLOOR!?

Other voice from outside: (nervously) Three second rule...

>More gagging could be heard from Bison. Origami is not happy with what he sees in the bowl.

Origami Cyclone: (serious) And there's blood there. Sorry, we'll have to cut this short, gotta get this one to the ER. Thanks for checking in.

Mario: Sounds like the hospital's going to have their hands full. Here's wishing Bison a speedy recovery. Next up, the Wind Master, Sky High, and his partner, the Bourgeois Open Flame Broil, Fire Emblem!

We're so happy that for the interview. Thanks, and thanks again!

Mario: Do I see fancy wear in the background? Are you two going to the ball?

(this is the only picture I could find) You bet! I know we'll be the stars of the ball... Until the surprise. I'm told this year's Justice Day Ball at the Mayoral Mansion promises to be a memorable one.

Mario: Really? What is it?

Sky High: We're not sure ourselves at the moment. We're just as excited about this as you are.

Mario: No doubt. Thank you for your time.

Sky High and Fire Emblem: You're welcome, and you're welcome again!

Mario: And now, to see the Lightning Bolt Kung-Fu Master, Dragon Kid!

Thanks, Mario. I was just doing some last minute training. I'll be back.

Mario: So, got any plans for Justice Day?

Dragon Kid: It took a while, but it looks like my parents can come for Justice Day. We're even going to the ball at the Mayor's house.

Mario: That's wonderful. Got any plans for the rest of Justice Week with them?

Dragon Kid: Well, mostly we're just going to do some sightseeing until it's time for them to go home. But I'm sure it won't be so bad. There might be some places in Sternbild we might not even know about.

Mario: You mean... Everlasting Life? You don't really believe that, do you?

Dragon Kid: Who knows, Mario. Who knows. Well, better get back to training. See you at the ball.

Mario: (whispering) It takes all kinds of people. (out loud) Anyway, let's move on to the Magical Girl Carnivoran, Magical Cat!

Hello, everyone!

Mario: So, what are you up to?

Magical Cat: I convinced my mother to play tennis with me. She's just taking a break right now.

Mario: So, what do you have planned for Justice Day?

Magical Cat: Me and Mama usually spend it with a big dinner and watching the parade on TV. But this year, my boss gave me a ticket to the ball. I'll be going. I wanted to bring Mama with me, but she says it would make me stand up more to the fans if I want by myself. Of course, she doesn't mind I share the spotlight with Dragon Kid. I can't wait to see what will happen.

Mario: Neither can I. Or the fans.

Magical Cat: (hearing a flushing sound nearby) Sounds like Mama's coming back. Hope to see you later!

Mario: Same here. Now for the One Adorned in White Light, He Is Thomas!

... Hello. I'm just here with my sister.

(this is the only picture I could find) Hello, everyone!

Mario: How sweet. Spending time with you little sister. I guess you two have plans for Justice Day?

Ruby: Yes. First, we're going to visit the Spring Fair and then we're going to a ball.

Mario: Does this mean we'll be seeing you at the Mayoral Mansion on Justice Day?

He Is Thomas: Yes. It was Carlotta's idea.

Mario: Even Mr. Black?

He Is Thomas: He says he already has plans for that day... Carlotta was really upset.

Mario: I can imagine that. But I hope you two will have a fantastic time.

Ruby: I'm sure we will.

He Is Thomas: Thank you.

Mario: Just one Hero left: The Literal Man in Black, Mr. Black!

What was that?

Mario: Oops! Caught you at a bad time?

Mr. Black: (just realizing he failed to acknowledge the camera again and pulling the towel up) Holy shoot! When did you guys get here?

Mario: We're just checking up on our Heroes and asking what they have planned for Justice Day. Thomas said you're not going to the ball.

Mr. Black: I'm not. One of my friends from Panjourney's coming over to visit for Justice Day. We're just gonna do some sightseeing, hit up the fair, and finally end it with the parade.

Mario: That sound nice. Having a friend over from when you were Hello Goodbye.

Mr. Black: No kidding. (starting to get embarrassed) Now could you please leave? I was just about to take a shower.

Mario: Right, thank you for your time. (whispering) I wonder how many fans he'll earn from that interview? (out loud) Well, that's all the heroes we can interview. Before we end tonight's program, a word from the famous NEXT, Little Aurora.

Thank you, Mario. It is wonderful to know that our heroes find some time outside of being heroes. These days, we hope to celebrate Justice Day knowing that for this day, and, possibly now, Justice Week, we are reminded that we all carry a heart of justice. For when all is said and done, we are one people. Thank you.

Mario: And that concludes tonight's program. We hope to see you all again soon. This has been Hero TV Live!

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Hi! Omg happy friend anniversary! 🩷🩷🩷 I can't believe that ask is what started it all.But it shows that we have always sent long responses to each other haha. Like if I never mentioned something about Les Mis I think, I might have never talked to you again which is kinda crazy. Then your Taylor show was coming up so we talked about that. I am really not good with talking to other people at all but somehow I still have a lot to say and sometimes I worry it's too much. Don't worry about not replying and I hope you had a good time at the sports game! And I hope you have the best time in New York with seeing those shows and your friends! I hope you can handle two show days haha and I hope you love them! I haven't..I mainly see shows in SF but I saw Les Mis in SJ. I honestly don't pay attention to how different theaters are or anything, maybe cuz I don't see a lot of shows idk. I did see the SMASH thing and I'm honestly not sure what to think or expect from the musical but of course I'm excited. I still love the show and listen to the songs all the time even if I never did a rewatch. I think I'm gonna keep sending asks in parts now and I hope thats okay. So this is just replying to the part 1 and I will respond again later so it's not too much. I hope you have a good day in case I don't reply again today! 🩷

happy frienniversary!!! 🩷 i'm so glad our paths crossed & that you always pick up on my little bat signals hehe! i saw a twenty one pilots ad (i guess they're going to climate pledge on their tour?) when i was there for the basketball game on friday and thought of you!! you don't need to worry about being too much! i always love hearing from you! and thank you so much!! i feel like i'll be fine, and will mostly just run off of adrenaline and then crash very hard when i'm home (which is also fine, given that i don't have anything really planned for september right now). i... feel like i knew you were in that vague area of california but was not entirely sure �� anyways san francisco playhouse is doing a regional production of waitress from november until january!! and i actually knew this without looking it up for this ask because my friend and i may end up going down to san francisco/san jose instead of LA in january so i've been doing some research and trip planning! y'all have some really great theatre coming to town soon!! the smash thing is just that both seasons are on peacock now! i might do a rewatch soon, i've been meaning to! but i should also ... read a book ... at some point! hope your week is off to a good start!