#had an exam today and projects earlier in the week

[cherriies-snake]

Kisses & Pickups ✶⋆.˚

PAIRING : James Kelly x College!reader

WORDS : 766

WARNINGS : Age gap, James (33) & reader (23), mild sexual references at the end, rest is entirely fluff.

James Kelly is the type of guy who’s really thoughtful with you, even if you don’t ask for it.

Need help with a project? He’s already looking for ways to help, even if he doesn’t fully get it. Or when exam week is stressing you out so much that your hair is a mess, he immediately makes you a cup of tea and tells you to take a short break to clear your mind. Usually, those “short” breaks turn into cuddling sessions that never seem to end.

Of course, he would never admit in public just how much he loves those cuddly sessions full of hugs and sweet kisses.

Because let’s be real, James Kelly, the tough guy who works fixing cars, has tattoos all over his arms, and has even been to prison, totally matches with the kind of guy who lets himself be pampered by his cute girlfriend.

So, it’s no surprise that in the mornings, he wakes up earlier than his work schedule requires, just to pick you up and make sure you get to college on time.

The ride is usually filled with morning conversations about whatever interests you both, with the radio playing rock music, though sometimes you sneak in your catchy pop songs.

He pretends he doesn’t like them too much, but deep down, you know he loves hearing them, especially when it’s with you.

“There you go sweetheart, have a great day. And don’t forget, later I’m taking you for lunch.”

He said goodbye with a sweet kiss on your lips, which were warm as honey and soft as rose petals.

“Thanks, but Jamie, you know you don’t have to take me to college every morning. I can take the bus like everyone else.”

“I know you can, but I don’t want you to.”

And just before you could argue, he started the car.

No matter how many times you tried to explain it wasn’t necessary, he was stubborn about it. And no matter how hard you tried to hide it, you loved it.

Also, when he had a break at the workshop, he made an effort to pick you up when you finished, and today was no different since he promised to take you out for lunch afterward.

As soon as you walked out of the university, you could spot James’s car on the opposite side of the street, always so punctual, you thought.

“Just in time, right? How was your day, Angel?”

He asked sweetly as always while you climbed into the passenger seat.

“I think it was okay, some professors didn’t make their classes too hard today.”

You told him, sighing tiredly after a long day of studying, and not to mention you had probability homework for Monday, which was a total disaster for you because you hated anything related to math with all your heart.

“The only bad news is I have probability homework.”

Then you leaned back a little on the seat, looking at him like a puppy abandoned on the side of the road.

“Your favorite subject, huh?”

He said, laughing quietly since he knew you had even failed it once.

“Don’t worry about that right now, okay sweetheart? First, I’m taking you to lunch like I promised.”

He gave you that sweet smile he always did while gently caressing your thigh.

He knew exactly how to calm you down.

And just like that, he took you to lunch at your favorite diner.

Those vintage 50s-style restaurants with those cushioned red seats you love so much, and of course, the typical menu with burgers, milkshakes, and those kind of things you can get all day long.

Now, both of you were eating burgers and fries, you with a vanilla milkshake, and him with a chocolate one.

As he ate or rather devoured his burger, he got a little ketchup on the corner of his lips. So, you dipped your finger in a bit of saliva, leaned over the table, and gently wiped it off. His reaction told you that you caught him off guard.

And you love to do that.

He gave you that look, the one where he melts at any subtle and innocent touch you give him. Your soft hands contrasted beautifully when they touched his rough face, and James found it intoxicating.

Everything about you seemed so hypnotic to him.

That’s why he takes the time to take care of you and protect you, his sweet girlfriend, his little world, because he wouldn’t want to see his world shattered in tears because of something or, more importantly, someone.

Since he could be the only reason for your tears, something that only happened when his dick was completely inside you.

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[flowery-mess]

what if

Pairing: frat boy Noah x female reader

reader has a name (Ella Thompson, but the story is written in 'your' POV)

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! / pregnancy scare / talks about not wanting to have kids in future / sex allusions but no actual sex content in this chapter / period mentions / I think that's it, let me know

Words: 2,1k

Author's note: something shorter for these two. Credits to @thenmaybehellaintsobadafterall for the pregnancy scare idea🥰

frat boy Noah masterlist

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“Exams.” was the only thing on your mind these days. You had projects that needed to be finished and you had to study a lot. Plus last week you had to attend a few classes at the neuropsychology ward at the local hospital.

It was amazing, working with patients and putting your studies to use. But it was tiring as hell. Every day you came back to your dorm, had a shower and went to sleep, that’s why you had so much stuff to catch up on now.

You didn’t go to parties, neither did Noah. Some people wouldn’t have guessed it, but he was a very good student. He always made fun of you for doing stuff at the last minute.

You were too caught up with school that you forgot about yourself. Because today, when you snapped at your classmate, you realized something.

Earlier that day:

“Ella, come on I’ll pay you to do my homework.” David, your classmate, a very annoying one, tried again to talk you into doing his homework for him. You were too caught up with your own shit you told him last week that you’re not going to do it.

“I already told you no.” you didn’t look up from your book when you gave him your answer.

“Please Ella! You’re so good at psychology and I need a good grade.”

“Compliments won’t get you anywhere.” you snorted at his try.

“Okay how much do you want?”

“I’m not gonna do it David.”

“Then tell me what do you want if not money. Dinner? Drinks? Sex?” and that was the last straw.

“Who do you think I am? Sex?” you finally lifted your head up from the book and looked at him.

“I didn’t mea-” he didn’t get to finish that sentence because you stood up and packed your things.

“Do your own fucking homework. If you can’t do it yourself then your presence in senior year is very questionable.” as you were leaving the study room he managed to yell one more sentence: “Are you on your period or what?”

You just flipped him off, but realized that for a fact you were not having your period, but you should be.

Your body was in so much stress already that if any more was because of your late period you didn’t even notice it.

You tried to calm yourself down with “It’s only a few days.” and “It’s probably because of the stress.”, but that didn’t do a good job.

So you made a quick stop at the school pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. You really tried to not let it get to your head, you didn’t need any of that now. It happens sometimes, it’s nothing unusual.

You still had to finish the project you were working on before David interrupted you, so you made it to the library to continue where you left it.

“Fuck me!” you cursed to yourself after you didn’t click on save and the last paragraph you wrote was now gone.

“I could do that.” you heard behind your back.

Turning around you were met with Noah. He was wearing black sweatpants and gray hoodie and fucking flip flops.

“What are you doing here?” you didn’t hide your surprised voice, because Noah’s presence in the library was something that could be considered weird or odd.

“I just came here for a few books, need them to finish my essay.” he shrugged his shoulders and sat down next to you.

“Okay.” you replied and went back to writing your own. Noah didn’t find your behaviour weird, because he knows how you get when you’re stressed from exams.

“What are you doing?” you asked him with a side eye as he opened one of the books that laid in front of him.

“Reading a book?”

“But why are you doing it here?”

“Because it’s a library?”

“Noah, you never study in the library.”

“True, but you’re here and you’re my favorite study buddy.” he said with a teasing smile. He knew how far he could get before you got angry with him.

You just rolled your eyes and focused back on your notebook.

After a while you forgot Noah was next to you, he was quiet and the only sounds you could hear was when he turned the pages.

You didn’t realize how much time had passed until you heard your stomach doing unnatural sounds.

“Oh my god, you didn’t eat again?” Noah rolled his eyes at you, annoyed with how you forget to eat when you’re this focused.

“I did! I’m gonna leave soon, I just need to finish this page.”

“Sure, liar.” he said and reached for your bag. “Do you have any snacks in here?” he dove his head into the bag and started looking for something that could help with your hunger.

“Nah I think I ate the las-” you didn’t even lift your head up from the papers in front of you, because it wasn’t the first time Noah rummaged through your bag to find a snack or just look at what’s inside. Mystery of a woman’s bag.

“What the fuck?” you heard the sounds of things being thrown around inside of the bag stop and looked up.

“Fuck.” you whispered as you were looking at Noah who was holding the pregnancy test. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” you repeated and tried to take it from his hands, but he was quicker.

“What the fuck?” yeah seems like you both forgot other words than fuck.

“Put it back before anyone sees it!” you whisper yelled at him. He looked around and remembered where you two were and hid under the table in his lap.

“Still Ella, what the fuck? Are you fucking pregnant?” he was panicking, full on panic mood.

“No!” you said, “I don’t know.” and then continued.

“What does that mean?” he groaned, visibly getting frustrated from this whole situation.

“Okay, calm down.” you took a deep breath and laid your hands on his shaking ones.

“I realized that I'm a few days late with my period. But it’s normal, it must be the stress from exams.”

“Have you already done it?” he looked down at the small box in his hand.

“No.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” his shocked expression was looking at you. “Let’s go.” he started packing both of your things and when he was done he took your hand in his and made you stand up.

He led you out of the library and in the direction of toilets.

“I’m not doing it in school Noah!” you tried to stop him, but he had more strength.

“Then let’s go to your dorm.” he turned around and started walking in the direction of the main exit. He looked like a crazy person.

“Molly is there.”

“She’s your friend, she'll understand.”

“She hates you.”

“And she’ll hate me even more if I knocked you up.”

“That’s true.” you agreed, thinking if Molly would use her voice or her hands on Noah if the test was positive. “But I don’t wanna do it there.”

Noah stopped walking which made you hit his back. He turned around and you finally realized that he was probably really scared.

“Then we’re going to my place.” his steps were back at a quick pace now towards the parking lot.

“Noah calm down, you’re not helping the situation.”

“Get in.” he opened the car door for you and before he sat behind the wheel he put both of your bags in the back.

You didn’t know what was going through his mind so you stayed silent.

As you were looking out of the window you thought about the two possible outcomes. First, it’ll be negative and everything will get back to normal. But what if it’ll be the second option, positive.

You don’t want kids, at least not now. What will Noah’s reaction be if there are two lines? Will he be angry? Yell at you? Cry? Throw you out and tell you that he never wants to see you again?

You felt tears in your eyes at the thought of Noah not talking to you anymore, at the thought of losing him.

“Will you be mad?” you whispered and turned your head to look at him. He was focused on the road and his hands were gripping the wheel so hard that his knuckles turned white. But when he heard the crack in your voice he looked at you for a second before shifting his gaze back to the road.

“Ella.” he said your name with a sigh and shook his head. “I won’t be mad. I’m just scared as fuck.” he admitted.

“Me too.” you confessed. His hand reached over the center console and grabbed one of yours. He gave you a comfort squeeze which you returned.

The rest of the ride was silent.

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“Let’s do it.” you said and grabbed the white and pink box. You turned around and started walking to Noah’s bathroom.

When you were inside you went to close the door behind, but instead you hit something and heard a bang on the door. You heard “Ouch.” and turned around to see Noah right behind you.

“What do you think you’re doing?” you said. He just looked at you with puppy eyes and said “Coming in?”

“Noah, you're not watching me peeing on a stick.” it took a few minutes to convince him that you’re not going to lock yourself in his bathroom and he made you promise that you won’t look at it without him.

When you sat down on the toilet it still felt like Noah was in the room with you.

“Noah, I know you’re behind the door.” you groaned.

“Just do it.”

“I can’t do it if I know you can hear me.”

“Jesus Ella.”

“Leave me alone or I’ll lock myself here for the rest of our lives.” and then you heard him dramatically stomp away.

You did what the instructions told you and washed your hands. You took the test and left the bathroom only to find Noah pacing back and forth in his kitchen.

You put the test on the counter, took out your phone and set the timer for 3 minutes.

“It’s gonna be negative Noah.”

“It must be, we use condoms.”

The timer went off before you could talk about anything else and you looked at each other with worry in your eyes.

“Do you wanna look at it?” he asked you.

“Do you?”

“No, you do it.”

So you reached out for your phone to turn it off and then you took the test. You took a deep breath before turning it around.

“It’s fucking negative!” you yelled out loud and cheered.

“Thank God!” Noah placed his hands on his chest where his heart is and leaned against the counter.

Noah threw the test away and clapped his hands like a little kid that just achieved something.

You sat up on the counter and couldn’t help but ask him “What would your reaction be if it was positive?”

“I don’t know.” he answered honestly.

“Do you ever want to be a dad? I don’t mean right now obviously, but in the future.”

“I don’t know. Probably no. I don’t know how to be a dad.”

“No one knows how to be a parent until they are.”

“Well the only example I ever had was my father, so I think I’ll pass.”

“You’re not like your father.” you frowned at his words. He was so scared of being like his father that he’d rather not have kids at all.

“The idea of having kids doesn’t really excite me in general, it’s not just because of him.” after you didn’t give him another answer he asked you, “What about you? Do you want kids?”

“I don’t think so.” you shrugged your shoulders.

“Why?”

“If I tell you that you’re just gonna throw my words at me.” it was because of your mom.

“You know you’re also not like your mother right?”

“There we go.” you rolled your eyes, but then you both laughed. “I just know that she always did everything with a good intention and she always wanted the best for me, but she still hurt me so much. I don’t want to do that to a kid. What if I’d think I’m a good mom, but my kid would hate me.”

“Then I guess it’s a good thing the test was negative. Can you imagine us as parents?”

“We would be cool parents!” you protested.

“Yeah, maybe in another universe.” Noah laughed and you agreed with him.

You spent the rest of the day together, finishing your own school work before ordering dinner. Noah dropped you back at the campus and it would be Noah if he didn’t say “Maybe if you come over tomorrow and we have sex your period will come sooner so we can be sure you’re really not pregnant?”

You just closed the door in his face and flipped him off.

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This story is a work of fiction, with the plot and characters entirely made up. The appearance and name of the main male character are inspired by Noah Sebastian Davis, but the storyline bears no connection to the real person. Please do not steal or repost this work on other platforms without permission.

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[qu33rcommunist]

a leetol scene for the cass&bruce fic idea im rotating in my head rn... *in the voice of sebastian stan* transfemme bruce wayne you are always on my mind

dedicated to: @fuckyesbrucewayne for being the impetus I needed to unleash the brain maraca

[okie so for itty bitty context, bruce (briar, but only to/with cass bc she’s the only who knows (For Now)) has been growing out his/her hair (<- still figuring out the pronoun situation. For now i think maybe??? she/her but only with cass)]

Bruce had been growing out his hair since his talk with Cass a couple of weeks ago. It wasn’t so much longer that someone might have reason to comment on it, but still somewhat longer. At the moment, his soft curls reached slightly below his ears, and he had to keep brushing his hair out of his eyes so he could see through his lab equipment clearly.

Right now, he was meditating in the solarium. It was far away from the main sections of the brownstone, to afford more privacy to any potential inhabitants.

It had been a good week. Only 17 muggings, 9 shootings, and 3 foiled bank robberies in the past few days. The rogues were all accounted for, quiet in their cells or boltholes around the city. Routine operations for the Justice League too.

Damian was busy working on a massive group project for his art club at school, and the hallway to the bedrooms had smelled like paint for a few days now because of it. Dick had things in Bludhaven well in hand, last Bruce had heard from Barbara, not 13 hours ago. Jason had sent him a photo of the book he was currently reading, just yesterday. Duke had sent him a photo earlier today too, a selfie of him and Elaine at an ice cream parlor. Stephanie was busy with exams, Tim having been strong-armed into being her study partner. Bruce’s messages were full of pleas for rescue and complaints of headaches from cramming too much pathophysiology.

Bruce smiled and let the afternoon sunlight wash his skin golden and warm.

Yes. It had been a good week.

The only one left unaccounted for that Bruce could recall was Cass. Last he heard from her, the day after their Talk, she’d been running with the Birds of Prey.

Bruce worried, but he always did, so that wasn’t saying much. He had every faith in Cass’s abilities and knew that she could take care of herself. Still…

At that moment, serendipitous, a presence brushed against his awareness. Someone had just entered the solarium. Bruce smiled, slight but sincere. “Hello, Cass.”

Soundless, Cass slunk over next to Briar on the floor by the largest window. She matched postures, criss-cross applesauce—Cass had learned that from Babs while visiting her at the Gotham Public Library, when the older woman had been reading to a group of schoolchildren—resting her hands lightly on her knees. “Hello.”

Cass turned to look at the person beside her, watching. Seeing. Briar seemed… looser, somehow. Relaxed. Her shoulders, normally so tense, were rounded. Only slightly, but Cass could tell.

Briar, sensing the attention despite her closed eyes, hummed, low and gentle. Inquisitive. Did Cass need something?

Cass smiled and huffed through her nose. “Pretty,” she said. She was looking at Briar’s hair.

Briar’s ears flushed and her lips trembled for a moment, pursed. She turned away from Cass, just a bit, eyes now open and trained on the floor by her left knee.

Not welcome? No. Overwhelmed. It was a lot, but still good. Pleased, just nervous about it.

More confident about her comment, Cass reached over and gently brushed Briar’s hair, soft and longer now, behind her still glowing ear. “My mother is so beautiful,” she said.

yeah and that's all i have 😔

[authorhjk1]

Thank you

to every single one of you. Today marks the day of my first whole year on Tumblr.

I appreciate all the support from you guys. I'm excited, when I see that someone has send me a request. A nice comment makes my day. Reblogs and likes make me want to write more and more.

I'm truly thankful for everyone who keeps reading my stuff. I know I have a lot of things I can improve and I have more than enough open requests. I will do my best to meet your expectations.

This post isn't only my way of saying thank you, but also an announcement.

1. I won't be taking new requests for the book I started out with. The story "Take what you can" will be finished, once I've written all the chapters that are on the list. And maybe a final closing one.

2. I'm not able to do a "Kinktober", which I've seen a lot of other writers do. I got asked that before and I would love to do that, but I have exams right before October and the next semester starts in the middle of the month. So I don't have the time or energy for that. But I will do a "December special" this year again. I know that's still quite early, but you are welcome to send in requests you might already have. Just make sure you mention it's for the special, otherwise I might not see it as one. I'm doing this early, because last time I had trouble meeting the deadline for the last chapter. So I hope I will be on time this year, if I'm able to start writing earlier. I don't have a specific date for the end of the request phase yet, but I will let you know soon enough. You can submit the same requests as last year, if they weren't one of the four I've written.

I'm currently very occupied by my project for university, so I wasn't able to finish the current request until today. I hope this small teaser will make waiting for it seem a little shorter. I should be done with it by the middle of the next week (I hope).

"Your sister and your mom are still here."

She takes another bite. More slowly this time. And with way more eye contact.

"Oh please. As if they are going to check on us."

"We shouldn't be doing this with anyone around."

She gets up, walking around the table.

"No one will go into your study without permission."

"But-"

[engineering-anthology]

30 days of productivity

(Because 100 is scary)

02/30

I was productive and made a lot of progress today, but I'm nowhere near the end. Last night I worked late on campus and then slept until morning on a beanbag. It's not good, I know, but it's where we're at right now.

Things I did:

algae data wrangling and conditioning ~3 hours?

held open hours at the makerspace (tried to do more data analysis, but ended up helping a bunch of people with their projects... at least it was a really nice break!)

asked for a teeny tiny extension on my paper, so I now have until tomorrow morning (downside: I will probably be working through the night :_( alas, I can only blame myself)

Things I have yet to do:

reach out to nonlinear dynamics professor and ask for a meeting to discuss bioconvection project (ultra! high! priority!)

finish data analysis and generate plots

write a whole-ass academic paper draft by 9am (I'm gonna die)

prepare for electronics oral exam (itll be ok. itll be ok. itll be ok. o.O)

shower!

Musings:

I need to clean my room. I feel like the clutter might be what's making me reluctant to work and drowsy... like the mental overload of looking at all the bits and bobs drains the energy straight from my brain. Luckily, I have some time this weekend to clean! (and I kind of have to since a prospective housemate is coming to look at this room on Monday)

I think I want to get some more plants. I don't have time to do much gardening or plant-networking (where you ask your plant-friends for cuttings), but I do have enough energy to keep them alive and they make my room feel so comfy. I guess it'll have to wait until summer.

I had a thought earlier that I kind of wish school was year-round? I have this problem where I get used to the workload throughout the semester, and I start actually delivering with the intensity that I'm supposed to, and suddenly it's summer or winter break and everything changes and I have so much time to forget all of the useful skills and habits I've developed. It's frustrating! And any time I visit my family home I get roped into so many little tasks that I have no time to myself to rest. Part of it is that I'm bad at setting boundaries with family, but I do wish a week of home didn't factory-reset all of my hard-earned good habits away into the abyss.

Good luck with your work and studies everyone!!! You can do it! <3

[antoncore]

Eunseok was a patient man. he'd spent years building up his nonchalant attitude and cold demeanor when in reality he himself knew how angry he got. Eunseok was a patient man, or so he thought until this moment.

Another thing Eunseok also knew, was you. After tutoring for about nearly a year now, he knew all your habits. He knew when u had stayed up all night studying, being tired during his tutoring lessons, sometimes falling asleep. He didn't mind really, because you always did the homework he gave, and always asked questions if you didn't understand. He knew when u were feeling stressed because of the amount of work you had, knew when u were happy with the mark u got without u even explicitly telling him, and another thing he knew is that u were a crybaby.

Normally, you'd show up to his apartment 5 minutes prior to ur tutoring session, settling in, taking out the homework you finished and asking him if you had any doubts. Except today. You had walked in, still 5 minutes earlier and had sat down in the designated spot you'd study in, Eunseok patiently waited for you to give him the worksheet he gave you to complete. Eunseok was a patient man, he waited for 5 minutes, as u rummaged through your bag looking for the worksheet, 5 more minutes passed. As you took out and gave him the worksheet, to Eunseoks surprise it was all blank. Eunseok thought he was a patient man, he really thought. Asking u a simple "what happened?". While you just look up at him staring at him. And eunseok knew you, he didn't need the fat globs of tears to fall down your face to know something's wrong. He was losing patience.

As you just murmer a "idk i dont understand it..." He starts loosing his patience, this was the 3rd time this week you'd shown up with your homework not done. "What don't you understand, tell me exactly" And there it was. The fat globs of liquid dripping down from your tear ducts staring up at him, while he's trying to be patient asking u again "what didn't you understand". When you responded "everything". Eunseok realised. That he really wasn't a patient man.

For the last 5 weeks he'd been preparing you for the upcoming exam only less than 3 weeks away, and now u were saying you didn't understand anything? He was starting to get impatient. "Do u really don't understand everything? Maybe I'll go over this topic again?" When u respond "no! No no! I really dont understand, i dont know whats wrong with me :( i swear I knew everything, but i-i i dont understand anything". That's it he thought.

He sighed, knowing he couldn't get mad at you....not yet... Not when u were sitting on the carpet next to him sobbing. Moving close to u, tellling himself to be patient, he stroked ur hair, asking once again "what's the problem, are the questions too hard, hmm? Or the theory? Or the memorization?" He was trying to really trying to help you. "I DON'T KNOW okay, i - just i- idk" he was trying to help, really, but how could he if you weren't cooperating?

He'd had enough now, pulling you by the arm onto his lap and holding you in place, whispering sweet words in your ear, "calm down baby, ill teach you hmm... Ill teach u everything u couldn't fucking understand in the last 5 weeks", his words reassuring you but his hands are gripping ur thighs so strongly, projecting his anger.

Idk i think i could write more and kinda turn in into a mini fic but idk 😭😭😭😭

Leave thoughts, opinions and elaborate on this if you will<333 ! - 🍫

you’re SO good!!!! you should def write and make this longer!!!!

maybe he gives you pussy slaps while he teaches you the content or fucks you, forcing you to read the textbook🥹 but omg ik i’ve said i love softdom!eunseok but i want him to lose his patience with me and just take his anger out on me AAAA

[bgw57]

This is me. Yes, I was born when baby lotion came in glass bottles. Sixty-six years ago on August 3rd, before the Space Age, even, although just two months and one day before. This is also the start of all my stuff. Beside my flat-on-top ears there are a couple of other things in this photo that I still have today.

This is me posing with my hospital bracelet in 2017 when I was working on an earlier version of this blog, called The Packrat Project. I'm told I have a lot of stuff from my childhood, and unusual amount. I not so sure. It all seems perfectly normal to me. Doesn't everyone have their hospital baby bracelet? Maybe Mom or Dad tuck it away in your baby book, which at some point they hand to you as a gift. Or it's discovered in the back of some drawer as you clean out their house, moving one of both of them to Senior Living or the grave.

I don't remember now what the specific motivation was for my mom to one day hand me a couple of small boxes, a stationery box and a box from Johnson & Johnson, maybe that's where the bottle came from, a promotional product. Like this, my very first piece of wall art.

I'm not sure what the tie in was with Carnation evaporated milk, other than milk being one of the chief topics of conversation around this time. I'm not sure, did I lose half a pound just after weighing in at 7 lbs 11 oz? Hmmmm

Siri says that it's normal for babies to lose weight, initially (who wouldn't, after that trauma?) but they gain it back by three weeks. I had surpassed my birth weight at 2 weeks as you can see by these after-visit summaries for a six day exam when I was still Baby Boy Williams (above) and the two week visit, seven pounds thirteen ounces, after which I evidently become quite the little eater - 19 pounds at six months.

And so here I go. This is an experiment. A vanity project. Something to do in my all but formal retirement (official start Feb 2024). In my next entry - a bit of the tree this nut falls so near to.

[victoriablazers]

Blazers Cook Tugmen 16-3, Face Express Today For #1 Spot

Your friends the friendly neighbourhood Victoria Blazers were short some bodies earlier this week for a faceoff against the Tugmen, but it seemed like the Tugmen had a short bench too. Not ideal for either squad, but the depth of the Blazers proved to be a big difference on Tuesday night. The cats took control of the game early, and never let go.

Lots of offense to go around for the good guys, with a bunch of guys featuring on the scoresheet. All-star scoring sensation Ryan Lewis (4g + 1a) and faceoff master & two-way star Colt Gnech (3g + 2a) led the charge for the Best Dressed Team in BC™. Righty snipers Devon Casey and Cole Matterson each added 2 goals, and Trevor Hansen and Raj Allen each added 1g + 1a. Chris McAulay and Sam Tschritter also potted goals for the Blazers, as well as speedy defender Nick Bell on a beauty breakaway goal. Julian Spence (2a), Karl Hare (1a) and Rob Brown (1a) were also on the scoresheet. Star goaltender Rob Wood wasn't very busy, but stood tall in the win.

Up next the Blazers lock horns with their South Island rivals the Saanich Express, and it looks like the winner will hold #1 spot in the VILL standings. High stakes! Should be a heck of a game.

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Week 9: Day in the Life at Sogang University (Seoul, South Korea)

Midterm exam season is officially over at Sogang and our 6 day break (also known as Korea's golden week) has started! Many students are either going on vacation or returning to their hometowns starting today, but I have nothing planned, so I'll try to take the free time to explore Seoul a bit more.

I had one exam and six projects/essays/presentations, all of which (hopefully) went well. I think this is unusual for most students at Sogang, since the majority of my friends had multiple exams. Most of my classes are in the "Arts and Technology" department, which seems to place more emphasis on applied learning rather than traditional exams. As someone who much prefers projects to tests, I was relieved!

Since last week was midterms week, we didn't have any regular classes. This week, classes started back up, so I'll go over a typical "day in the life" at Sogang!

On Mondays (one of my "busiest" days of the week), I wake up at around 9:30 AM for my 10:30 "Human Computer Interaction" course. After getting ready, I head to class at around 10:15. Even though the building is only a 5 minute walk away from the dorms, the elevators can be crowded and take a long time on weekday mornings, and Sogang classes are very strict on attendance (as mentioned in an earlier blog post).

The class is lecture based, so I just sit there and listen to the professor until the bell rings 11:45 am. He's not strict about laptop usage, and the course has no exams, so literally everyone in the class has their laptops open doing other things in the middle of the lecture, which I find funny.

When class is over, I usually either buy a sandwich and drink at GS25 (~$5) or eat lunch at "Gimgane", a restaurant right in front of the dorms with cheap and reliable Korean meals that taste home cooked. I almost always order vegetable bibimbap with tteokkochi (rice cake skewers). In total, it only costs around $7. If I'm not feeling lazy, I might walk ~20 mins to a restaurant near campus instead, such as "Sound Kitchen" (for healthy food like poke bowls, salad and hummus, etc.) or Soo (Japanese curry).

Meal at Soundkitchen (left), meal at Soo (right).

There isn't much time between lunch and my next class, so I usually just go back to my dorm in between. My next course, "K-Culture and Media", is 3 hours long, but very fun and low effort. Usually, we watch a K-drama for at least an hour and a half, and discuss it and its relation to Korean culture for the rest of the class period.

Professor showing the class BTS music videos (top left). Snack handed out in class related to the concept of "Jeong" (top right). My half of the dorm on laundry day, hence no sheets, ft. my JJK merch (bottom two images).

Afterwards, I usually head back to my dorm or to a nearby cafe to get some work done, and then get dinner with a friend around 7:30 PM. We usually eat around Sinchon station (near Yonsei University), near Ewha Women's University station, or near Daeheung station (all of which are only about a 15-20 minute walk from the dorms). Of course, getting dessert after dinner is a must, and trying out different dessert places and cafes in Korea has really been the highlight of my time here.

Two cafes near Sogang.

On Wednesdays and Saturdays, HUG (Hands up for Gathering) hosts events for exchange and Korean students to meet, which I occasionally participate in and have always been fun.

HUG event in Yeouido park.

Weekdays are never very eventful, but on Tuesdays and Thursdays, when I only have one class, I enjoy either taking a 30 minute walk to Hongdae or the 30 minute train ride to Itaewon for lunch and to explore. Just randomly walking around has also led to me meeting random celebrities/K-pop groups.

Meeting a K-pop group by Sinchon station (left). What I do in my free time: visiting a JJK popup cafe in Hongdae (right).

Thank you for reading this far and I'll see you next week!

Lilly Richards, Robotics, Sogang University in Seoul, South Korea

[whydousernamesevenexist]

I was scrolling your blog to see whether you posted anything (why i check when you've already answered all my asks is beyond me but i always do) AND OMG i'm going to cry THATS SO SWEET AAAH tyy <3

"Studying is doubting your potential anyway" right so where can i hang that quote? New life motto thats going in the yearbook.

Ooo nice hot chocolate, sounds cozy! And rain!! What do you have to study?

I had training this morning (i do ballroom dancing but like more or less casually, no competitions or anything)(also i just scrolled through the countdown anon tag for half an hour bc i couldnt remember whether you know that about me yet, but i've decided you get to know now lmao) (also its interesting to see who interacts with the posts of you answering my asks)

Anyway i had dance training in the morning, and then i got home and finally got something done for that group project, and i had a ball from dance in the evening. I help out in beginner courses and it was a "end of course" ball, and the training is for extra performance dances that I do with a group during breaks, which i did today. I'm pretty tired you'd think i'd be sleeping by now but no.

Also i found out a friend of mine is pregnant!! I got to find out before most of the others bc they're being told by her husband next week, it's so cool. (I wasn't expecting it so i just stood there like 😱🙆🏻 😭, and that's on me and reactions) (this makes me seem old that i have friends who are pregnant get me out of here they're at least 5 years older i'm not sure actually dw i'm not that old🧍🏻‍♂️i'm only a year older than you 😔 before someone thinks i'm a weird creep for interacting with you 🧍🏻‍♂️) (this is getting way too long again but like i have this gag about being very vague about my age on my blog (is it a gag if its funny for exclusively me probably) but you (and your 1.5k followers) get to know bc you don't know much else i don't want to come off as weird 😔)

I have no idea how i always manage to get my asks to be this long, also i will never get over how i can't send pictures in anon asks.

I think this is one of my longest "letters" yet.

-Luan

<333 no problemmm you are really nice OuO

Lol that quote is not mine at all, I've seen it multiple times on tiktok :)

I'm writing a biology exam on Wednesday and Geography exam on Thursday. I don't know anything about either of them, but I will cook something probably :>

Omg ballroom dancing??? That's so cool, love that for you!

Also thanks for telling me your age <333

Lmao that's wild, I have like one friend who's an adult, so if any of my friends told me they're pregnant, I'd probably freak out lol

Good luck to her and her husband, though!

I love receiving your long letters! And yeah, it sucks :( @staff we want to be able to send pictures on anon please!!!

Sorry for not replying earlier, today school was really long :(

But my day was fine. We had PE and our teacher forced us to do some workout, so… just waiting until my whole body starts to hurt… and then we had two hours of Music, so we practiced some Christmas songs that we will be playing next week in a home for the disabled, and then the week after in our school gym for everyone to hear. Naturally, I, as someone who has played the recorder for about 11 years, am very proud of my skills (I'm not good actually, I just can read notes pretty well), so the teacher immediately roped me into participating in both of these events :')

But I will survive I guess

[missystudentboycott]

October 13th, 2024

What I got done yesterday (not much, but I had classes the whole day!):

I did some research for my thesis project after school, found another concept I could use for my independent variable since it's a closer approximation to my original idea/topic. The problem is that with a new concept for the independent variable then all the research changes (which has happened to me 3 times now), and I need to show my teacher progress all the way to the theoretical framework by Thursday :)

Roughly scheduled my assignments for the week (ADHD makes following schedules so as long as I get it done by a certain day is good enough for me)

What I will do today:

That research question Will Be Done Today. I have manifested it. I put it out there! (A.k.a. I won't go to sleep until I decide definitely in the concepts I will use and the dependent variable)

If I manage to win against the question at a reasonable hour, I will start rewriting my justification

If my dad isn't too wrung up from his breakfast with his siblings, I will try to talk it out with him, hopefully without getting more mad in the process.

My day in many more words!

Yesterday was both very rewarding but also... Frustrating? Sad?

In the morning I was mildly frustrated because for one reason or another I couldn't use the outfit I had selected. It was a problem because I can be very indecisive about what to wear and despite waking up a bit earlier I am usually very slow to get ready. However, I put on an outfit that seemed good enough and threw on a scarf (partly to cover a stain on my sweater I hadn't noticed, partly to add some color because the outfit looked so bland). It turned out to be a big hit! I got so many compliments from both teachers and classmates I almost couldn't believe it. It really helped drive home how I'm learning more about styling, which I used to have a lot of trouble with.

More over, the harshest teacher I have at the moment gave me feedback on my presentation from last week and was very motivating towards me. She gave me advice and expressed her certainty that I could, and would, achieve many things, even surpassing how prepared she was at 30 compared with myself then.

In another class I also took part in a roleplay, which I typically try to avoid because of my own insecurity with anything that is acting (yes, this includes lying, I suck at it). Was I great at it? Absolutely not! However, I had fun, though that probably was a problem because I was too busy giggling when I was supposed to be a disregarding and mildly aggressive father... Oops!

I had a very interesting lecture on Consumer Behavior!

On the other hand, I was harshly reminded that I have exams again in 2 weeks by being piled up with papers and presentations and practices. In those moments I really, really, think about how worth it is to be a part time student on the weekends instead of full time, but your girl's got to work!

In other news, my dad is still mad at me and keeps being very curt with his responses, he refuses to be part of the conversation if I'm there and is still avoiding spaces I'm in! So there's that.

[renee-writer]

Awake Chapter 159 Six Weeks

AO3

Time passed and despite the near constant fear they all lived under, life went on.

 

The twins are almost two and a party is planned for them. Their parents are inviting Renee and Phil. They need to get reacquainted with the boys and meet Faith. With all the vampires and werewolves in the house, it is also the perfect time. They will be safe.

 

Before this though, another event that Bella and Jacob were looking forward to takes place, her postpartum exam. They arrange for the children to spend a few hours with the Cullen’s after.

 

“If this to awkward, we can have Sam and Em watch them.” Bella offered earlier that week.

 

“And deny Rose the chance of hours with the children? I think not.”

 

“It isn’t Rose I am concerned about.”

 

“I know. He knows what this appointment is means. You are married, a point he also understands.”

 

“Understanding and being okay with it are to separate things.”

 

“True. I can’t say he is okay with it, not fully. In time, maybe. He will still want the children here. He trusts us over the wolves, no offense.”

 

“Nine taken. I get it. So it isn’t a problem?”

 

“Not at all. You come by for the appointment, leave the children with us and come get them later.”  He is smiling.

 

That is what they are doing today. Extra diapers are packed for all, bottles of breast milk for Faith. She still isn’t taken the bottle very well. Bella will nurse her before she leaves. The bottle is just a precaution. They plan on being back before she needs to eat again. It has been three months though and they are still newlyweds.

 

“You are fully healed.”

 

“That is good.”

 

“As these pregnancy was very difficult, I am glad as your physician and friend to see you and Faith doing so well.”

 

“Me too.”

 

“Do you plan on any more pregnancies?”

 

She doesn’t have to think about it. “Not any time soon.”

 

“Good. Your body needs time to heal, to fully recover and strengthen. Same as before, as you are nursing, barrier methods only. Use them religiously.”

 

“Yes we will. Thanks Carlisle.” She hugs him.

 

“You are quite welcome. Though this  I  am not the only one to thank. I had nothing to do with her delivery .”

 

“True. Where is he?”

 

“With Rose and the children, I believe.”

 

“I will talk to him on the way out.”

 

“Don’t worry about the children. They will be fine.”

 

“We know. Thanks again for the alone time.” Jacob says.

 

“You’re welcome. Thank you for letting Rose play mommy for awhile.”

 

At reaching the living room, the boys run up to them.

 

“Hello, my loves. Have you been good?” She bends down and hugs then to herself.

 

“Yes, stay and play?” Samuel asks.

 

“Oh yes you can.” His daddy’s smile is wide.

 

“All is well then.” Edward asks.

 

“Very well due partly to you. The way you delivered Faith so easily. Thank you Edward.”

 

“You are welcome Bella. God deserves the thanks. I had no idea what I was doing.”

 

“Thank You God for using his hands to safely deliver her.” She turns to Rose, “I need to nurse her before I leave.” Once she is done, she hands her to Rose to burp.

 

“Boys, mommy and daddy will be back in a little while. You guys have fun but obey  your aunties and uncles.” She gave them hugs and kisses.

 

“We love you.” Samuel says while Solomon nods. Their daddy also says goodbye.

 

Carlisle watching from the doorway, frowns when , once again, Samuel speaks for them both with Solomon nodding along.

 

“You guys have fun. Take your time. They are fine.” Rose is grinning.

 

“Thanks Rose.”

 

“Thanks Rose.” Jacob has a huge smile. Bella catches Edwards eye and sees the wistfulness, what could have been. She gives him a sad smile as she walks out, hand in hand, with her husband.

 

Carlisle studies the twins as they interact. He then walks in and takes Solomon to the side away from Samuel and all else.

 

“Solomon, are you having fun?” Solomon looks over to Samuel and Carlisle gently moves his face  back to his, “Uncle Carlisle isn’t asking Samuel. I am asking Solomon. Are you having fun?” He nods.

 

“Use your words. Solomon tells Uncle Carlisle, yes or no, using his voice.”

 

He nods again but won’t speak.

 

“Okay. Go play with your brother.”

 

“What is it, Carlisle? What is wrong with him?” Edward asks.

 

“It might just be a twin thing with him relaying on Samuel to speak for him, for them both. I am going to suggest to Bella and Jacob that they have some time apart. See if that helps.”

 

“If it doesn’t ?”

 

Carlisle hesitates then sighs. “He may be autistic.”

 

“Autism? That isn’t good.”

 

“No, but caught early there is stuff they can do. We can also help.”

 

“I pray it is just a twin thing.”

 

“Me too son.”

[saturneruled]

#file_01: wanderlog record zero

When it comes to traveling or going on a journey, Gabriel got tons of stories he could tell. From when he first stepped into Japan and his visit to the breathtaking view of Kyoto, or the time he flew to Paris for a festival. He'll never get tired to recite those when he's asked to tell about one.

But the same way like everyone got a story they don't tell most people, the saturn-ruled man got his own as well. Today for some reason, he feels like writing it down. He found himself looking back at the past a lot these days, so he decided to write about it on his blog.

God knows if he'll ever publish it for everyone to read—or treat it like a little diary of his. But the story goes like this.

“Hey, what if we flee from this class?”

It was the end of September, second year of high school. The summer haze had slowly faded whilst the air has gotten slightly more cold.

The invitation earlier came from the boy sitting behind him, Azriel is the name. The two came across each other after attending the same club during their first year, and got close after doing some projects together. On top of that, they were lucky enough to end up in the same class in the following year. That's roughly how they became friends.

Gabriel contemplated, the offer does sounds appealing. “I mean sure if you're not concerned about your report”

Or he's just down bad. Why would he throw away the no-leave marks he'd been keeping for one year and a half just to steal a little more time with nust a friend?

But hey, they weren't on that terms back then. Gabriel was too much a coward to consider those possibilities, and Azriel is just as dense, so let's not dig deeper into that. Gabriel is embarrassed and is blocking any incoming attempt to access to his thoughts from fourth wall!

“Oh, come on! Missing a class or two won't hold you back from graduating.” Azriel added, trying to persuade the younger. Little did he knew Gabriel got his answer prepared already.

“Not even if it means skipping this dreadful chemistry class?”

“That's exactly why we need to run away.”

“With the risk of me failing next week's exam, you better take me somewhere worth the trouble, Zil.”

“You can count on me.”

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Of course Gabriel was joking about how Azriel should drag him into certain places, he'll be happy even if they only went to an arcade or a park nearby. Knowing him, it won't be a surprise if he agreed on hanging out by the side of the street doing nothing but watching how Azriel's eyes lit up when he talks about his favourite movie, and oh the way the corner of his lips curved into a smile—okay, offside. But the main point is Gabriel actually didn't care much of where they're going.

They eventually fled before the lunch break ends, sneaking through the back gate and got into the nearest station to catch the train.

Exceeding his expectations, Azriel took him to the sea. The place, was quite far from where they lived so it took them hours and few more transits to get there. Now Gabriel understood why he wants to leave early. They won't be able to witness the sunset if they waited till school's over.

“Oh, it's pretty.” Gabriel said, admiring the captivating view. The reflection of sun slowly sinking on the water—the pastel colored sky with purple and pink hues.

Azriel smiled, “Right? I've always wanted to show you this. I don't know why but they remind me of you. Maybe because it's similar to the sunset you painted for me back then.”

The younger kneeled to reach the water and splashes it to the boy besides him.

“That’s cheesy!” Gabriel giggled and run, while Azriel drops his bag and bolted to catch the little tease. The rest of that eventful evening was filled with laughter and silly banters that brought of them closer than before.

─────────────

“Gabriel” The older called after they got off the train. He blinked few times, looking at Azriel as he is waits for him to continue his sentence.

“You said you'd like to travel the world. When the time comes, can I take you to see more pretty things this world has to offer?”

The question took him by surprise as he was expecting him to come up with a stupid joke. But anyway, Gabriel is happy to know he won't have to see the world alone.

“Of course, you'll pay for the trips, right?”

“Haha, I'm actually asking so I can hop into your luggage.” Azriel answered. Gabriel flicks his forehead in return.

Side by side, the pair walks home with heart full of warmth and contentment. Completely ignoring what might await them tomorrow; it is the present that matters the most to them. As if asking the time to froze at that certain moment.

It might seem like nothing compared to other journey Gabriel had in the following years. But that one particular short trip was life changing for him—and he hold it close to his heart. Through that too, he learned that he can wander anywhere and feel a great enjoyment even though it's only a place within close distance. Maybe that depends on who you're going with.

And years after, Azriel really took Gabriel to travel the world. With both of them, now hand in hand.

[alexmascara]

Busy Bee

Song of the day: Love Is A losing Game – Amy Winehouse

Wow, today was a very hectic day. We had our first midterm exam today for general biology, and I'm pretty proud of how I did. I believe, and I assume I got a good score. I actually realized that I tend to over-review every time I have an exam, so I tried just making a short and simple reviewer where I only write down simple keywords. If I'm a little confused, I just read the handouts given to us for clarifications to my confusion. I have to say that technique is really refreshing. I might even try it for the upcoming exams for my other subjects.

Today, I finished both my general math and 21st-century literature projects, so I can be free to do the rest of my work at home. I'm actually quite fearful right now that this whole week will result in me feeling burnt out, but I feel like doing my work at school will help me unwind at home instead of getting anxious the whole time at home. We all need breaks, and that break for me is just sitting in my room listening to music, so finishing my tasks earlier will help me get more time for myself.

This whole day was quite a busy day. But I feel as if it paid off. I learned some new techniques that can help me in the long run, and I'll be sure to continue using them. It will be like my secret weapon. I'm going to take the next few days to relax, that is if I let myself. I have performance tasks due later, but I want to finish them within this week so I have all the time to review for the midterms next.

[shyestofhearts]

🧵🪡Anon here!

So, I have an alternative ending to how Damian reacts to people being racist and bigoted towards him at the galas. My friend said that the end sounded kinda white savior-like, and asked that I submit an alternative ending? Idk, but here it goes!

After Dick alerts the family about what’s been going on, they question him on why he never said anything.

“I am trying to better, and not do anything that’ll make believe those stereotypes.” Damian shrugs, not looking at anyone. “Plus, I did not want to hurt Father’s business,”

“Brat,” Tim says softly, his tone conveying hurt and shame. Damian turns away, not wanting to show his vulnerability.

“No one ever noticed anyway” he shrugs. Bruce walks over to Damian,

“I don’t need their money Damian. I don’t need their presence p. I need you and your siblings to feel safe and comfortable in your home,” He tells Damian, “So I’m going to tell you what I told Dick, Jason, and most recently Duke,” Duke clears his throat, as everyone looks at him. He waves his hand awkwardly. All of his siblings can’t help but grin at him. “If someone, especially when in public, is treating you wrong because of something out of your control, I give you permission to act accordingly.” Damian’s eyes widen at hat. “Just don’t get carried away.”

“What does that even mean?” Damian asks bewildered.

“Well,” Dick bounces on over, “Once a Mr. Johnson tried made innuendos towards me when I was young, perhaps fourteen, talking about how he’d love to see just how flexible this *enter g derogatory term* boy really is,” Damian’s face turned to one of race. “I showed him by “accidentally” breaking him nose while doing a backflip.”

“Susan Turner said that Bruce probably saw me working as a rent boy and adopted me so because it was financially easier than continuously going to my corner” shouts of anger come from multiple sides of the room as Jason shrugs. Then he smiles viciously. “I explained to her that I was never a prostitute and that she was disgusting for even thinking Bruce would do that. I than, very loudly, told her I didn’t know she was familiar with purchasing rent boys, and if she thought is was okay for parents to do that to their children she needed to be arrested and have her children removed from her custody.”

“At the last gala some stuffy lady and her husband were drinking their champagne, complaining that Bruce was taking in more and more filth. Said, ‘Look at the latest one, actually looks like a criminal this time,’ and implied something about me possibly learning the ropes and being ‘the help’. I told them, the only filth around here was them, especially as the husband had groped a server a few minutes earlier and the woman just berated the server instead of her husband. Then I called security, who alerted the cops, and had the couple removed.” Duke taps his temple, indicating his eyes, smiling.

“I’m sorry I didn’t notice,” Bruce says sincerely. “I just thought that if anyone was giving you trouble, you would already handle it on your own. I honestly expected physical fights from you, and when their was none I figured the guests had understood from previous experiences.” Damian nods, eyes glassy. “I’m in your corner Damian,”

“I can promise to do my best to sue the next newspaper or journalist who write racist bigoted statements about you,” Tim joins in. Damian laughs a bit at that.

“You do what you need to in order to defend yourself against those type of people,” Bruce squeezes Damian’s shoulder.

The next time someone makes a terrorist comment at Damian in a gala, his entire family is on alert and about to jump in to defend him. An older man is going on about how the country is letting terrorists in so they can steal American jobs, and they are sending them younger and younger. Damian just looks at the ugly red faced man, at his drunken uninterested apathetic wife and laughs. It’s not a nice laugh, but a cruel one.

“The only theft I see comes from you and your…wife. You both are wearing, though it is pretty passable, fake brand clothing and jewelry. You think I would not notice? I am a designer! It’s not that hard to spot. What, you couldn’t afford the real thing? That’s surprising, I would think you should be able to with how much you save from not paying your employees fair wages.” Damian scoffs, “You scream about stealing American jobs, but won’t even both to pay your employees enough to have the American dream. If you aren’t using that money on your employees what are you using it on? Perhaps more lines for your wife?” Damian asks, before turning to the woman. “You got a little bit of white powder on the top of your nose there,” He says in a loud stage whisper, and others are turning to talk about the spectacle. Damian catches Duke’s eye, and he smiles. “Eat the Rick” Duke mouths, laughing a bit. “Now,” Damian turns back to the now tomato-faced man, and cursing Damian profusely, talking suing Damian for slander and libel as his wife turns to wipe her nose. The sound of cameras almost cover the sound of the ranting tomato man, “Yeah, we’re down here.” Damian says, trying to not to be violent as the cameras are still flashing. But the man grabs Damian as he turns to walk away. Damian twists the man’s arm, kicks his legs out from under him, maneuvers him onto his stomach, with his hand behind his back. The wife is finally making sound, though it is a screeching noise. Dick comes to help Damian, followed by Bruce and Jason. “I got this, just make sure the security is here” Damian says. Security removes the couple, but the wife begins throwing her own fit, which is when the security suspect she is under the influence. They call the cops, and they handle to couple.

A week later, plastered across the newspaper is the couple. The wife has been arrested for illegal use of drugs while the husband was arrested for money laundering, embezzling, etc.

No one mentions it to Damian, but everyone at the table can’t stop smiling

Oo thank you for the alternate ending, Sew!

I love this au you've made with my entire soul and I need you to know that

[kuiinncedes]

how have i lost my grip on my assignments so much lmao ;-;