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Obsessive!Choso♡ pt 9

pt 8 here

content: stalking (duh.) overdone sick trope 👍🏽, FINALLY something happens Jesus Christ, reader hates school, Choso can't THINK, reader HAS siblings but doesn't consider them family, not so much stalking in this one, more just progression and Choso being cute hehe (a.n) yayyy I finally finished this!!!!! sorry I was bed ridden for three days straight and finally felt the sun on my face yesterday.(depression) I know I indulged a little too much of my thoughts and feelings abt family in this one but I HAD to. Wrote this listening to 'This town- Niall Horan'

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Obsessive!Choso who remembered how angry you looked earlier talking to your roommate, almost like you were arguing with them but he didn't know why. You seemed perfectly fine when he asked you if you were ready to go. He looked over at you, basking in the light of the moon. “Can I ask you something?” he blurted, making you look over at him. Bright eyes and a slight sneer on your lips, humming a quiet ‘mhm’ before looking back up to the sky. “What was your roommate telling you?” he asked, making your eyes turn tight, “Before we left- I mean.” he clarified. You didn't bother looking over at him, you kept your eyes on the sky before answering him. “They were telling me how rude I was being. ‘First day back and you're already running off with god knows who’ I think they said.” you repeat what they told you in a sarcastic tone, “Telling me that was sooo unlike me.” you mumbled, being able to feel his stare on your skin.

“I dunno,” you spoke up, knowing he wasn't going to say anything till you expressed your opinion on the topic. “I certainly didnt miss their lengthy lectures or their opinions on my life.” you murmured, hands in your pockets as you hummed. “Lectures?” Choso spoke up, questioning why your roommate was lecturing you. ‘Of all people in the world I refuse to believe they lecture you on your choices.’

“Mhm. They love chastising me for such stupid things. It's like I live with my mother again.” You frowned, looking over at him to see if he had heard what he needed. “And that's a bad thing?” he pinched his eyebrows, “If you grew up the same way I did, you'd never want to see your mother again, let alone live with her.” you laughed, “16 years was more than enough time living with that woman.” You joked, scanning his face and seeing he did not comprehend what you were saying. 

Obsessive!Choso who blamed your words on your boozy state, making sure to remember the topic so he could ask you later. Seeing your flushed expression and thinking it was time to get you home, in hopes you’d sleep off whatever they gave you. “C’mon. Let's get you home.” he mumbled, seeing a tinge of disappointment on your face. You hummed, “I'd rather stay here forever.” swishing your torso as you looked up at the moon. It was clear from the tone you took that you were clearly inebriated. But he’d much rather have you here, tipsy and refusing to go home, than with another man who would've just hurt you. “You stay out here any longer and you'll get sick.” He took a step forward. In the state you were in, you had found confidence looming inside you, a small smirk forming at your lips before you looked at him. “I didn't know you cared.” you teased. Eyes half lidded when you saw his face turn bitter.  Furrowing his eyebrows and looking at you with a hand placed flat against his chest, almost clutching his pearls. “Of course I care-” serious tone as he saw you try to suppress a laugh.

You sighed with a smile, looking down to your shoes and humming in response. Looking up at him with a hazy smile, “Take me home.” you wirred. The words that fell from your lips made a chill run down his spine, the tone you took didn't help either. Choso only nodded his head quickly before taking a step away from you, suddenly feeling like you were too close. You only raised your eyebrows at him, almost waiting for him to start walking in the direction of your house. He inhaled sharply before turning to take a step, seeing you walk right next to him. Silence. Usually the silence that fell between you two was comfortable, knowing he wasn't a man of many words at times. But this kind of silence made you want to laugh at how awkward it was. Especially anytime your hand brushed against his, he'd flinch away as though you were made of glass. 

“You're so strange.” you mumbled with a smile, being able to see the side of his profile as you walked. “Strange?” he asked, looking over to you with his hands in his pockets to keep from touching you. You laughed at the way he said that word, almost like it was the last thing he was expecting to hear from you. You remembered a picture you had seen on instagram. Of a cat looking sad and apologizing for being strange and off putting- which you found hilarious because he looked exactly like that cat right now. “Yes- strange and off putting.” You smiled, mimicking what the photo said. Choso mentally was scolding himself for being that way, not knowing why you were calling him that- but thought there had to be a reason behind it. 

Obsessive!Choso who took a few seconds to process what you had said, seeing you look up at the stars as you walked on the sidewalk. “I'm sorry...?” he asked more than stated, making you look at him with a confused smile. “For being ‘strange and off putting’?” he mumbled seeing you not understanding why he was apologizing. You wrapped your hand at the ditch of his elbow with a small laugh, “That's okay. I like you even if you are.” you joked, making Choso feel a warmth flood his cheeks. 

Walking across the street and stepping up the small steps of your porch. Seeing the porch light turn on, scanning his face. Noticing his flushed cheeks and blaming it on the weather. “You wanna come in? My roommates won't be home till late.” You smiled, looking at him through your eyelashes with a cheeky smile. Choso widened his eyes at your words, thinking of how forward you were being. Too forward. He nodded his head ‘no’ before speaking. “I think you're a little too tipsy right now.” He grumbled, seeing you disagree with your head. “I'm not- you're just a little blurry right now.” You smiled. Seeing him give you a feigned ‘is that so?’ raising your eyebrows in response. Mouthing a small ‘Okay, okay.’ before turning to unlock your door. 

You opened the door to your house before feeling a certain itch in your brain form. “Before you go-” you turned around, the door cracked open with the door knob in your hand. “Do you...” you hesitated, suddenly feeling very embarrassed by what you were thinking. “Do you not like me or something?” You gave a forced smile. Knowing the words you had been thinking for the past few days were finally out in the open. The expression that formed on his face was something you never expected to see from him. He looked like a deer in headlights. Eyes wide and mouth struggling to find words to say to you. “I-” he started, you tilted your head with raised eyebrows waiting for him to say something. “Because I like you, Choso.” you hummed, batting your eyelashes. Hoping that your own words would motivate him to say what you wanted to hear. 

The seconds you stood there felt like an eternity- maybe it was. The porch light had turned off from how long he took to answer you. Choso’s head was reeling from the words you told him. ‘As a friend? As a stranger? As something else-’ his mind was racing with questions only you could answer. He mouthed a million words, trying to say something but hesitating before he actually voiced them. “I-” he managed, seeing you part your lips and the shine in your eyes start to dim. “I lo-” he started, catching himself before stuttering. “I like you too.” He shuddered, the feeling of words falling from his lips without permission. 

Obsessive!Choso who nodded his head ‘no’ almost in disbelief at what he just said. “Really?” you asked, cheeky smile on your lips, fishing for more words from him. His face showed you everything you needed to see, he looked nervous. It was almost funny, looking horrified yet elated. He only nodded his head yes, seeing you look away from his gaze. “Do you really like me too?” he asked, feeling a frog was in his throat. Heart thumping so hard in his chest he swore you could hear it. Looking up at him through your eyelashes, dim lighting making your eyes sparkle once more. Nodding with a small ‘mhm’. “Even if I'm strange and off putting?” he whispered, feeling hazy as though this was a dream. You gave him a lushy smile, cheeks starting to hurt from how much his words delighted you. “Especially if you're strange and off putting.” You giggled, making him look down at his shoes. Noticing just how close you were to him. 

‘This is wrong. I shouldn't be here.’ he thought, looking back up to inspect your features. Taking advantage of how close he was. Even if he knows he’ll feel guilty for it later. ‘I don't deserve to be here with you.’ His gaze was heavy on you, feeling like he was staring into your soul. You exhaled, looking off to the side before speaking, “I've never felt so seen before I met you.” you whispered, feeling like he could see every crack, every secret and every moment of doubt in your life. Even if the plentiful amounts of liquor you had earlier were clouding your judgment. It was the truth, a truth you hadn’t admitted out loud till now. He called your name, making you look back to him with swelling eyes and a wavering smile. “-I see you,” he hummed, the horrified look on his face now gone, looking at you with warm eyes and a softened expression. Calling your name once more, “-I always have.” you furrowed your eyebrows, lip quivering and looking to him with expectant eyes.

“You sure you don't wanna come in?” you grinned, wanting to talk to him surrounded by the warmth of your bedroom. Choso softly nodded his head no, “Another time.” he grinned. Even if he had turned down your offer, you found comfort in knowing that he at least liked you. Choso straightened his posture, looking at you with a toothy grin. “Lock your doors-” he started, half laugh caught in his chest. “Lock your windows, close your curtains.” he lectured, making you smile in response. “I will. I will.” you mumbled, stepping into the doorway and looking at him as you leaned against the door frame. 

Sappy smile on your lips as you watched him take a step back, “Goodnight.” he grinned. Looking at you as though this was some shitty rom com from the early 2000. If you paid any more attention, you'd see his pupils in the shape of tiny hearts, hands in his pockets as the porch creaked beneath his heavy boots. “Goodnight Choso.” You hummed, waiting till he turned around to walk away. Making note that he looked back once at you when he was at the bottom of the stairs, and once more when he was walking on the sidewalk before closing the door. You found it sweet he looked back twice at you, if only you knew he kept looking to see if you closed the door so he could stand in the spot he usually stood at to watch your house. To watch you.

Obsessive!Choso waited to make sure your roommate got home before he left you alone. To make sure they didn't bring back one of their ‘friends’ with them. Not trusting your roommate or their shitty friends. But his fears were eased when he saw they came back alone, stumbling out of a car and tripping on their own shoes, sure. But thankful they came back alone, especially since they seemed frustrated when they saw the doors were locked. Having to fumble with their unused keys just to get into the house. Thankful that you listened to him, looking up and seeing you did in fact close your curtains. Smiling to himself at how you acted on your promise. Even if you were going to do it already, Choso couldn't help but think you did it just because he told you to.

Making sure to gently lay on his bed when he got home, on the brink of falling asleep before hearing his phone ding. He wanted to ignore it, but thoughts of what if it was you flooded his mind. Picking up his phone a staring at it with squinty eyes, seeing you had sent him a photo. ‘ik its late but i wanted u to know this is what i was referring to btw’ he read, waiting for the photo to load. Seeing it was a very sad cat, ‘oh god did i look like that ?’ he typed, trying his best to sound coherent. ‘yes u did!!! thats why i told u that’ he read hearing your voice in his mind. ‘im sorry if u were sleepin’ you double texted. Making Choso roll over slowly on his bed and hug his pillow with a small blush on his cheeks. ‘i wont lie, i was about to’ he replied, seeing you start to type. ‘ok ok ill let u sleep, text me in the morning ok?’ you asked, your coherence made it clear to Choso that you probably ate something to soak up what was in your stomach. ‘ok’ he sent, typing with one eye open, ‘goodnight :)’ before shutting his phone off and snuggling into his pillow pretending it was you.

Obsessive!Choso who’s assumptions were true, you had finally eaten a sad grilled cheese and had a cup of coffee before your roommate got home. Suddenly regretting every single thing you had confessed to Choso. Worrying you made him uncomfortable or offended him by your slurred words that had no meaning behind them. Even if it was embarrassing recalling all the things you had said to him, you were glad they were said. Knowing that if you hadn't found the confidence to tell him, those words probably wouldn't have been spoken till you were frustrated with the lack of progress. But now the looming thought of ‘Did he mean he liked me in a friend way, or in another way?’ was heavy. Frustration creep back into your mind, feeling like you haven't made any progress at all.

Sunday was spent in bed for Choso, feeling a little under the weather. Watching the small red dot on his phone move anytime you needed to run an errand for your roommate. It worried you- him feeling ill. Knowing how long he spent outside just to get you home. You tried asking him if you could come over with medicine. But the mere thought of you standing in his apartment, inches away from the shrine he had in his closet. Various photos of you in small frames around his apartment. It made him shiver at the thought. Clearing his throat before assuring you. “I’m fine- I'll be fine.” holding back the itching cough that tickled his throat. He did find it endearing that you would have risked your own health for him. The anxiety just thinking about you coming to see him was 50-50 with the heart aching feeling of actually letting you see him. 

There was nothing more Choso wanted than to have you at his side, be it the rising fever or his feelings. But he struggled to deny your attempts to see him, feeling a certain ache in his heart to be doted on. It pained him to say ‘no’ to you, it really did. But he couldn't risk you coming here. Almost crying by picturing you being upset at the things he had stolen from you, telling him he was your stalker the whole time. Monday came like a grade four hurricane. Choso woke up feeling like death came for him in the night, blinking his eyes open and seeing the time. Knowing one of the three classes he had with you started in an hour. If he was being honest, Choso knew he’d get sick eventually. Cold weather and an unheated apartment have never made the greatest combination. What he didn’t expect was to wake up on the day of classes and feel like a victorian child being eaten away by the plague. 

Choso dreaded sending you that text. It sounded like a lame excuse, like a lie. ‘im too sick to go to class, im sorry’ he felt like he was failing you in some way that you'd never forgive. But your quick replies of ‘i knew it’ and demanding his address and apartment number made his heart warm. When he didn't reply; you called him. He picked up on the first ring, “I was just about to text you back.” he croaked, his voice raspier than usual. “I sent those texts like 10 minutes ago.” you scolded, hearing him give you a half laugh from his chest. “I fell asleep.” he played coy, smiling as he pressed the phone closer to his ear. “Don't lie!” you smiled, being able to hear him let out a small huff. “I would never lie to you.” he muttered, cozying into his blankets as he closed his eyes. His incoherent words made you smile, telling him to send his address now. 

Obsessive!Choso who felt his brain pound in his mind. “No. Go to class. And pay attention.” he mumbled quietly letting his inner thoughts slip, making you sigh dramatically. “I’ll think about it.” you muttered, being able to hear his breathing steadily over the phone. Whispering his name and hearing small heaving. Thinking he probably fell asleep. You sat in your living room contemplating actually going to class. Hearing your roommates leave the house one by one. With a loud sigh you sat up, knowing there wasn't anything you could do unless he gave you an address. Sitting in your intro to humanities class. Knowing this was one of the classes you were to have with Choso, you were fiddling with a pen in frustration. Staring at the screen of your computer as you heard the professor talk on and on.

Something the professor said made you remember Choso had sent you a photo of his courses for that semester. Opening it on your dimmed phone, scanning the photo and seeing the upper corner showed the street name of where he lived. Knowing that there was only one small apartment complex; if you could even call it that, near the campus. And coincidentally it was on the same street that the photo showed. If you were being honest, this made you feel like a stalker. But you were doing it for good, you just wanted to help a friend. 

Smiling to yourself before gathering your things mid class. Walking to the grocery store close to your house. Surprisingly, the weather wasn't as bad as it had been the past few days. Today it was surprisingly sunny and not as cold. Picking up any kind of medicine that looked like it would work, not caring what it cost or if it was a name brand. Coming home to an empty house and packing a few things into a duffle bag, ordering an uber to take you to a small restaurant. Picking up a small bowl of chicken soup and riding to his apartment complex. Furrowing your eyebrows when you stood in front of the two story building, knowing that Choso was bed ridden in one of the 8 studio apartments. Suddenly realizing you had just come without warning, you called him.

Hearing the phone ring, and ring, and ring before he picked up. Nasally and hoarse as he mumbled a quiet “Hello?” gaining a small smile from you before you spoke, “Which apartment is yours?” you asked with an obvious smile in your tone. You heard silence before he spoke, “What?” he asked, being able to hear the confusion in his voice. “I said-” you trailed, “Which apartment is yours? I'm outside.” you laughed, hearing silence on his end. 

Obsessive!Choso who felt like his whole world would come crashing down if you even stepped into his apartment. Finding a sudden burst of energy and sprinting across his apartment and collecting everything that could look suspicious. Muttering various ‘what do you mean’ and ‘why’ trying to distract you from what he was doing. Finding a black photo box big enough to fit all the things you gave him that he had hidden in his closet. Standing in the middle of his apartment, “H-how was class?” He tried changing the conversation. Hearing you exhale dramatically, “Boring.” you mumbled. His eyes went wide when he found an old vent big enough to fit it in. Hearing you tell him to hurry up while he undid painted over screws with his hands. “No- really it's a mess-” he tried deterring you, only hearing you sigh before shouting at him playfully. “Choso, I don't care! Let me in.” Slipping the box into the vent as quietly as he could, closing the vent and standing up. Quickly scanning his apartment trying to see if he missed anything. “You take any longer and I'll go knocking on every door till you answer.” you teased, hearing him let out a low cough. 

“It's on the second floor- number 4.” he exhaled, gulping down as much of the coarseness he had in his voice as he could. Standing against the door as he heard you hand up the phone, not even bothering to check what he looked like as he waited. His heart beating faster and faster as he heard footsteps outside of his door. A small knock before his hand hesitated to reach the door knob. Unlocking the lock and wrapping his hand around the brass knob, turning it slowly. Cracking the door and seeing you, hands full and already beaming. Hearing you gasp, “You look horrible.” You grinned, scanning his state. Disheveled hair, squinty eyes, and cheeks derived from any color, looking paler than normal. He let out a phlegm riddled chuckle, “And you look great.” he smiled, feeling his brain turn to mush by just looking at you.

“Let me innn.” you hummed, knowing he was speaking nonsense. Seeing him nod no while his hand was firm on the doorknob. “No-” he gave you a weak smile, “I'll get you sick.” He scoffed, looking at you through the small crack. “I don't care. Besides-” you gave him a toothy grin. “If you don't let me in your soup’ll get cold.” You hummed, seeing him close his eyes and look to the floor. Looking back up at you with soft eyes, letting go of the doorknob and pushing the door open. Taking a step inside, scanning the four walls of his so-called apartment. Placing the duffle bag on the counter of his small kitchen. “You were right-” you trailed, seeing he didn't have much decor, or really anything on his walls. “It's colder here than it is outside-” you joked, looking over to him and seeing he looked almost bashful.

Obsessive!Choso who heard you unzip the bag before he apologized, “I know- I’m sorry-” seeing you turn to him with a miniscule space heater in your hands. Letting out a small laugh at the way you displayed it between your hands. Seeing him slouched over himself, almost trying his best to stay standing upright. “Go lay down, you look like you'll keel over if you keep standing.” You smiled, unpacking the small tub of soup as he shuffled over to his bed. Sitting down gently as he watched you make yourself comfortable. Turning on the small battery operated heater and hearing him give a pained laugh. You muttered a quiet, ‘Shut up’ as you looked to his kitchen, “Bowls?” you asked, looking over to him watching you on his side.

“In the cupboard above the stove.” he grumbled, seeing you nod and reach up to open the cabinet and seeing a single bowl. “Choso, if I open up one of these drawers am I gonna see just one spoon?” your tone was already accusatory, “Definitely don't open the drawer closest to the microwave then.” he smiled, closing his eyes as he heard you open the drawer with a gasp. Smiling when he heard you stepping to him, placing the glass bowl on his nightstand. “Eat. Then I'll give you medicine.” You demanded. Seeing him open his eyes and look up at you. 

You turned around and pulled out the chair that was at his desk, rolling it to face the bed. Humming quietly as you walked back to the kitchen counter. Hearing him shuffle out of bed and sit up against the wall, “I thought you couldn't cook?” he smiled, taking a small sip of the warm soup. “I can’t- if I did cook for you, you'd end up even more sick.” you mumbled, walking back to the chair and sitting on it. Placing the medicine on his side table as he ate. He looked over at you with hazy eyes, “Why didn't you go to class?” he hummed, looking over to you. “I did-” you assured him, “-but I left like 20 minutes in.” you laughed. 

Obsessive!Choso who wanted to scold you, nodding his head ‘no’ in disapproval. “Why?” he mumbled, feeling his throat sting. “I kept picturin you all alone, dry heaving in your cold-” you laughed, “- apartment and I felt horrible.” You tilted your head, seeing him stare at you with the bowl in his hands. “Especially since you're always so nice to me-” you hummed, “I thought it was my turn to do something kind.” crossing your ankles and seeing his hazy eyes look at you as though this was the first nice thing anyone had done for him.

“How did you find out where I lived?” he asked, setting the bowl onto his nightstand. You widened your eyes slightly, leaning in closer to him. “I stalked you.” You whispered, seeing his smile fall and scan your face. He mouthed a small ‘What?’ before you leaned back into the chair. “No, in the uh- picture you sent me of your classes this semester-” you grinned, “it had the address in the corner.” you looked at him disapprovingly. “Ah.” he smiled, “Either way- when I feel better I'll find a way to repay you.” He promised, seeing your delicate hands pick up the bottle of cold medicine and shake them in his direction.

Seeing him pop the bottle open and take them dry. “You can pay me back by taking me out.” you whirred. Choso froze up, looking at your face to see if you were being serious or not. You raised your eyebrows when you waited for him to reply, “Well?” you asked, looking at him while blinking slowly. “I can't focus on what I want to say to you right now.” He mumbled, turning away from you and feeling goosebumps form on his arm. 

“Don't think about what to say. Just tell me what you think.” You assured, wanting to know what thoughts he hid from you. “I think-” he started, wanting to avoid this conversation in its entirety. Seeing his cheeks flushed as he avoided your gaze, you scooched the rolling chair closer to him. ‘Hmm?’ you hummed, placing your hand atop his that was on the edge of his bed. All but flinching when he felt you. “What do you mean by-” he gulped, looking back at you with pinched eyebrows and shy eyes. His ears burning, mentally blaming it on your tiny heater. “...Take you out?” his eyes showing you how unsure he was asking you that. You gave Choso a small giggle, “You’re a lot less intimidating when you look at me like that.” you teased, seeing him close his eyes at how embarrassed he felt. “I meannn-” you droned on, “Like on a ‘date’ or something.” You leaned back into the chair, making this conversation sound way too casual. “You want me to take you on a date?” he asked, unsure if he heard you correctly. You nodded your head ‘yes’, seeing him think about it. Finding it very difficult to process what you were saying.  “...As friends?” he asked quietly, voice hoarse and cheeks pink. You let out a laugh, seeing his expression fall. Settling down a little and looking at him with warm eyes. “You're impossible.” your tone endearing with a smile on your lips. 

Obsessive!Choso whose face looked horrified. “No Choso. Not as friends.” You grinned, tightening the grip you had on his hand. The blush roamed down his neck. “I suspected so- b-but I didn't want to assume.” he stammered, reddening cheeks feeling lightheaded by hearing your words. You furrowed your eyebrows, standing from the chair and pressing your hand on his forehead. Leaning over slightly, Choso lightly inhaled, feeling your hand on his face. Pressing the back of your hand to his cheek and humming. “You're warm-” you mumbled, seeing him close his eyes. “It's the heater-” he smiled, lifting his hand and wrapping it around your wrist. Hearing you scoff at his accusation, pulling your hand from his face. Looking into your eyes and blinking up at you.

“Don't blame my heater for your blushing.” You joked, rolling your eyes before sitting down. His hand falling from your wrist as you saw him stumble over his words. “M’not blushing.” he huffed, fiddling with his thumbs. “Sure. Blame it on you being sick.” you teased, seeing him look over at you. Not even bothered by the conversation at hand, treating this as though it was some casual topic. Finally being able to gather his thoughts, ‘You're going to kill me one of these days, you know that?’ he thought to himself, seeing you look rather pleased with how flustered he was.

His thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing on his night stand. Seeing your eyes look down to see who it was, “Who's ‘Yuuji’ with a heart emoji?” you asked, looking up at him with a perked brow. Picking up his phone and seeing it ring, “My baby brother.” he whispered, clicking the small green button and raising the phone to the ear opposite to the one facing you. 

Obsessive!Choso who answered “Hello?”, hearing his brother ask him questions. “No- No i'm better now.” he smiled, looking down to his lap. Strands of his hair falling and blocking your view of his face. “Yes Yuuji, I took medicine already-” he was cut off. Feeling your fingers push the hair from his face behind his ear, pads your fingers grazing his earrings. Looking over at you with a shocked expression before stuttering. “Y-yes I ate-” feeling his blush return. “I-I’m alone-” He stammered, you furrowed your eyebrows. Leaning in closer to hear what his brother was saying, so close the air he inhaled was sweetened by your perfume.

‘You never stutter- who's with you?!’ the voice from his phone asked him, making you smile. Choso tried leaning away from you, only for you to lean on the edge of the bed trying to hear. “My friend is here-” he irked, seeing you give him an offended look. Squinting your eyes as you feigned offense, ‘Friend?’ you gasped quietly. Making Choso nod his head ‘no’ in defense as his brother scolded him for making someone else sick. Even hearing his brother ask, ‘You have friends?!’ with a laugh before he exhaled harshly. “I will call you later Yuuji.” his tone stern and authoritative as you settled back in your chair. Silence in the air as you hear- ‘Tell your lover i say hiii-’ his brother teased before Choso hung up. Your perfume still stuck in the air close to his face.

It was quiet, sure. But you heard him clearly, making note it was the second time; that you knew of, that his brother referred to you as that. He looked over at you hesitatingly, seeing a smug look on your face. “Your brothers must be my biggest fans.” You tease seeing him give a pained laugh, clutching his ribs as he leaned against the wall. “They really are-” he grumbled, seeing you from the corner of his eye. Seeing you hesitate before asking. “You really love your brothers huh.” You asked, Choso turned his head to look at you. 

“There aren’t words that could come close to describing how much I love them.” He declared, noticing a hint of sadness in your eyes at his words. “That's really sweet Choso.” You replied, giving him a warm smile. “And you? Do you have any siblings?” he asked, mentally scolding himself for not having asked you that sooner. “I do-” you replied without thinking. “Did- I did.” you nodded. Furrowing his eyebrows, “Did they…pass?” he pressed, not liking the look on your face. Almost like it pained you to speak about this. “Last time I checked? No, they're very much alive. Just not family anymore.” You shrugged, seeing the confusion in his eyes. 

“I don't understand.” He blurted, not seeing how that was possible. “They're only a blood relation.” You trailed on, looking down to your hands on your lap. “They were always just random people I lived with.” You slouched your shoulders, “But they're your family.” he mumbled, snapping your head to look up at him. “They've never been a family to me. Not now, and they never will be.” You declared, looking back at him with furrowed eyebrows. Tone more stern as you saw his face, full of pity and sorrow.

Obsessive!Choso who wanted to hear more, asking you- “Older or younger?” hoping to know why you hold such disdain towards them. “Both.” You mumbled, looking at his face. Feeling like he was staring right into the largest crack you had in your heart. Choso took your hand, making you look at him with pinched eyebrows and soft eyes. Running his thumb over your knuckles.

“That's why I think it's so sweet how much you care for your brothers. Mine never cared the way you do.” You grinned, seeing him look at you with a soft smile. Choso couldn't help but feel his chest swell with pride. At being a good older brother, and from receiving a compliment from you. “I'm sorry.” he apologized for nothing, you gave him a prize winning smile. Scoffing before speaking up, “It's fine. I'm fine, I'll live.” You assured. ‘I am still sorry. I'm sorry you weren't cherished the way you should’ve been.’ Choso thought, blinking down to his hand holding yours. Feeling his heart throb in his chest from how much progress he had made with you.

pt 10 here

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the past few days I was writing this it felt like it was never ending omg- THANK U FOR READING. I know I took a hot second in writing this- unfortunately life kicked me in the butt. ANYWAYS. im alr writing next part- (lets pretend im not the author of this) EVERYONE CALM DOWN THINGS ARE HAPPENING HEHE

[jujumin-translates]

★ Main Story | Act 13 - Budding Spring | Chapter 3 - One Step Up

*Door opens*

Kumon: We’re back~!

Juza: We’re home.

Taichi: I’m starving~.

Tenma: Looks like Omi-san’s in charge of dinner tonight.

Tsuzuru: Smells like it’s something with a demi-glace sauce…

Omi: The beef stew will be ready soon.

Kumon: Woo~! I was hoping to eat some meat~!

Kazunari: The Yosei Uni Gang’s really building up their forces~.

Muku: Kyu-chan’s the only new one, though.

Yuki: But he’s got the presence of about two or three people.

Tsumugi: How’s college life been going, Kumon-kun?

Kumon: It’s super interesting! Unlike with my classes in high school, I actually feel motivated to study on my own.

Kumon: Plus I get to be with Nii-chan!

Banri: I figured you had had that planned from the start, but you actually didn’t decide on where you were gonna go for school until much later, right?

Kumon: Hey, I thought about it a lot, y’know.

Kumon: And I didn’t just think about Nii-chan, I also made sure to think about the best college for me to go to.

Azami: The growth of someone with a brother complex.

Yuki: They still ended up at the same college, though.

Kumon: That’s ‘cause Nii-chan and Tenma-san seemed like they really liked it there!

Tenma: Well, you are right about that.

Juza: Glad ya got accepted in.

Taichi: You’ve been doing great with writing essays and doing job interview prep~.

Kumon: Hehe. That’s thanks to you, Nii-chan, and Tenma-san for teaching me so much!

Chikage: It’s so touching to see Tenma becoming the tutor.

Tenma: Thanks for that.

Kazunari: Yawn~…

Tsuzuru: You seem tired, Miyoshi-san.

Kazunari: I had a deadline for some urgent work yesterday. Hardly got any sleep~.

Tsuzuru: Good work.

Muku: You suddenly seem like much more of an adult, Kazu-kun.

Kazunari: What I do is kinda just an extension of what I did in college, but once that label of “student” is gone, it makes you a little more conscious of it.

Omi: It’s a lot of work and responsibility, but it’s also a lot of fun.

Tsuzuru: Is that so…

Kazunari: You’ll get what we’re talking about in a year, Tsuzurun~.

Izumi: Omi-kun’s right, your impression of things changes once you graduate from college.

Azuma: I enjoy seeing these changes every year once spring comes.

Homare: Yes, however, there are still some of us that haven’t changed much at all.

Azuma: It’s thanks to everyone that spring is nice like this.

Tasuku: Well, even though some of us haven’t been through any major changes, I’m sure we’re all busy with something, right?

Guy: It appears that you’ve been getting more and more requests to do guest appearances, Takato.

Sakuya: Ah, actually, I’m about to get an offer to perform on a slightly bigger stage too--.

Tsumugi: Really? That’s great.

Tasuku: That’s probably the result of steadily building up your experience. Shows how much you’ve become recognized as an actor.

Sakuya: Thank you so much!

Citron: I have started getting pressured to do arts and culture-related work from all over the place~.

Itaru: And I’m still annoyed that I’m stuck being treated like some mid-level NPC…

Chikage: That’s normal for having worked there for five years.

Guy: Speaking of that, I’ve been entrusting Mikage with more work, too.

Hisoka: I know how to make a few appetizers now…

Tasuku: What, like toasted marshmallows and marshmallow pizza?

Hisoka: Well, yeah, but there’s other stuff too.

Homare: To be dabbling in dishes other than ones with marshmallows… that’s quite remarkable progress!

Misumi: Speaking of new things, my friend Mii-chan just had a litter of kitties~.

Muku: Congratulations!

Yuki: Why are you congratulating the Trianglien for it?

Izumi: Seems like everything’s going smoothly for the company while each of you is moving forward and changing in your own ways.

Izumi: That reminds me, the kid we met today also said he was going to be a new high school student starting in the spring.

Kumon: Huh~, what was he like?

Tsuzuru: He was an interesting one, for sure.

Masumi: He wasn’t interesting, he was annoying.

Itaru: He was an avid Masumi fan.

Izumi: He said he used to live in a rural area and that he’s been supporting us for quite some time via our streams.

Sakyo: Is that the power of MIZUNO Enterprises…?

Sakyo: We’ll have to keep up our efforts to reach an even wider audience.

Izumi: He said he was really looking forward to seeing one of our performances live.

Tasuku: There is just something different about seeing a play in person.

Sakuya: There really is. He was really looking forward to seeing it, so we’ll have to do our best not to disappoint.

Izumi: Ah, right! The idea came to me when we were talking to that kid, but--.

Izumi: How does a workshop aimed at beginners sound for the upcoming event?

Izumi: When I realized that people were interested in theater because of MANKAI Company’s performances, I thought that maybe promoting theater as a concept could be necessary too.

Izumi: And I think it’d be a good experience for us to share the joy of plays with them more directly and to have fun together.

Sakuya: That’s true, that could be a really good idea!

Citron: It sounds very fun!

Chikage: But wouldn’t people who have more experience with theater, like Tenma, Tasuku, or Tsumugi, be more suitable for teaching people than us Spring Troupe members?

Tsuzuru: He’s got a point, most of us are still pretty inexperienced actors. I mean, almost all of us were complete amateurs until a few years ago.

Masumi: I can do it.

Itaru: You’re probably the least qualified to teach.

Izumi: That’s the point. You all still feel like amateurs and remember how you felt when you first stepped on stage just a few years ago.

Izumi: I’m confident that you guys will be able to convey theater from a perspective that’s closer to a beginner’s.

Izumi: It’s not a workshop for actors, and it’s definitely not just for teaching like Yuzo-san’s workshops…

Izumi: I think it should be about just trying to enjoy theater together, just like if you were reminiscing about your old selves. That’s the best we can do, I think.

Izumi: And it could be an opportunity to expand our fan base too…

Izumi: I think it’s only because of how everyone is now that we can try to make people more aware of theater.

Sakuya: Yeah… I get it. Up until now, we’ve just been doing our best in regards to ourselves, but now…

Itaru: Exactly. Maybe we’ll be able to have some fun together.

Chikage: We could be our own motivation.

Tsuzuru: Maybe I’ll even be able to get a hint for our next play.

Citron: I will take on any challenge!

Izumi: Alright, it’s decided!

Izumi: Once the date is decided on, can you take care of the flier design, Kazunari-kun?

Kazunari: You betcha!

Izumi: I’ll take care of the printing and distributing myself then.

Masumi: I’ll help.

Itaru: We’ll also need an announcement on our social media, right? Leave it to me.

Chikage: It’d be a good idea to also put something on the theater noticeboard, right?

Izumi: Alright, I’ll leave all the announcement-related stuff to you two, and then… Sakuya-kun and Citron-kun, can I leave outlining the workshop to you guys?

Sakuya: Roger that!

Citron: We will think of an eggciting workshop that will eggcite everyone~!

Manager: Ah, everyo~ne, it’s almost time~!

Kumon: We gotta turn on the TV!

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10.18.24

friday recap! i did not do my 3 academic tasks on thursday night as i idealized lol; instead i took a nap, went to a review session for micro, and then went home and used the schedule builder to plan possible schedules for next semester! i'm very happy with the options–only taking three classes instead of four or more and not having choir really makes things so much simpler.

(i do not want to discuss the exam i had yesterday morning hehe.)

academic: 

🧬 read chapter 8 of genetics textbook

🧬 read chapter 9 of genetics textbook

🧬 did chapter 9 genetics homework

health: 

🌺 had a quiet time for the first time in literally way too long!! read Luke 17 and 18

🌺 took a long walk across campus (twice)

🌺 ate a full meal (twice)

🌺 had a very nice healing shower

personal: 

🧚 got to visit dr sandwich for a good 3+ hours! hadn't seen her in over a week so this was very healing

🧚 hung out with Bible study friend group! had many many good laughs, went on a fun field trip to get food and made a little progress on the little guy i'm crocheting for @sleeping-academic <3

🧚 began to sort out an issue i was having with my best friend (spoiler alert for today's recap–the issue is now sorted out and i feel a lot better!)

until next time!

xx 

[twig-tea]

A question for you because you seem like one of those people who has watched everything: how did you get started watching bl, and what are your ultimate favorite shows?

Double-barrelled! I'm honoured.

How did I get into BL?

The short answer is that ~2016 the YouTube algorithm served me up Lovesick and I immediately went EXCUSE ME WHAT IS THIS and looked up everything else available and watched literally everything I could get my hands on (which at the time was easy because there was only a handful compared to today, but it still felt like a wealth of content to enjoy).

The longer answer is that I used to be really involved in GL (I was the secretary at the first Yuricon in North America in 2002 or 2003) and then BL manga fandom (was in a scanlation group for awhile) through ~2006? so its extra hilarious that this wasn't my route in; I apparently took a break right before they started making live action versions in Japan. But when I got into Thai BL it was fun rediscovering these tropes in a new medium and through the lens of a new-to-me culture, noticing how they differed and how the genre had matured (and how it hadn't), and on catching up on the stuff out of Japan, seeing some of the manga I read over a decade ago come to life! So I mention this history because it's definitely a part of why I stayed (and probably why the algorithm found me relatively quickly).

I only started tracking things in a spreadsheet in 2020 (and it's not nearly as comprehensive or useful as @absolutebl 's), but I did try to backfill the highlights of what I've seen and I have over 550 rows on there, fwiw. I'm a completionist so I do try to watch everything, though that's getting more and more impossible these days.

Ultimate Favourite Shows

This question is so hard. I know you didn't even give me a limit but you have to understand @lurkingshan, I can't choose favourites, I have a draft top ten list that has been blank for 3 years because I can't commit. Okok. I'm just going to list shows as they come to me (not in any particular order):

Thailand: Until We Meet Again, He's Coming to Me, Diary of Tootsies, WhyRU, Ingredients, Not Me, Secret Crush on You, I Told Sunset About You & I Promised You the Moon, Triage, You're My Sky, Make it Right, La Pluie, My Ride, Bad Buddy, My School President, Laws of Attraction, Moonlight Chicken, Dear Dr I'm Coming for Soul, To Sir With Love/Khun Chai, The Eclipse, Midnight Museum, Lovely Writer... Grey Rainbow [ducks, hides, runs away]

Japan: Doushitemo Furetakunai (no touching at all), Kinou Nani Tabeta (What did you eat yesterday?), Our Dining Table, Takara-Kun and Amagi-Kun, Old Fashioned Cupcake, 7 Days (mon-thurs & fri-sun), His (miniseries & movie), I Want to See Only You, Kieta Hatsukoi/My love mix-up, the Cherry Magic Movie, Life~Senjou no bokura/Love on the Line, 180 Degrees Longitude Passes Through Us, Given (anime is my fave version), Tokyo in April Is..., Cornered Mouse Dreams of Cheese, Utsukushii Kare/My beautiful man

Korea: Our Dating Sim, Semantic Error, The Lover [BL side], Color Rush, Blueming, Cherry Blossoms After Winter, Love Class 2, Made on the Rooftop, Discipline Z, Light on Me, To My Star (yes both seasons), Strongberry (faves are Long Time No See, Confidential Coffee Break, and A First Love Story), Sing My Crush, Just Friends?

Vietnam: Goodbye Mother, Hey! First Love, Nation's Brother, You Are Ma Boy, Follow My Sunshine, FOOLs, Tien Bromance: My Small Family, Love Bill

Philippines: Gameboys, Gaya sa Pelikula, Boys Lockdown, Cheat [warning: horror], Your Home, Better Days

Taiwan: Be Loved in House, My DNA Says Love You, We Best Love (1 & 2), HIStory (Crossing the Line is my fave, and second fave is...Make Our Days Count [ducks, hides, burrows into ground]).

Other: Summerdaze (short from Singapore), Stay Still (Hong Kong), HeHe and He (Hong Kong, final season in progress but s1&2 are so funny) and the bromances/difficult to categorize: Scumbag System, Word of Honor, The Untamed, Guardian, Coffee Prince, Bromance (Taiwanese), Great Men Academy, Mr Queen, Sleuth of Ming Dynasty, SCI Mystery

*deep breath* ok I'm stopping lol narrowing it down any less than this gives me pain so I won't try. Also I'm sure I forgot something obvious (and Tumblr was eating drafts of this at various points). All I can say about this list is it's under 100 and that's the best I could do.

Thanks for the ask, and to anyone who made it this far thanks for reading!

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 13: Budding Spring - Episode 3: One Step Up

Kumon: We’re back~!

Juza: We’re back.

Taichi: I’m so hungry~

Tenma: Seems like it’s Omi-san’s turn today.

Tsuzuru: Kinda smells like demi-glace sauce…

Omi: The beef stew will be done soon.

Kumon: Yay~! I wanted to eat meat~!

Kazunari: Seems like the fairy boys have suddenly increased in energy~

Muku: Even though it’s actually just Kyu-chan that joined them.

Yuki: He counts enough for two or three more people.

Tsumugi: How’s uni life, Kumon-kun?

Kumon: Super fun! Unlike the classes in high school, I don't feel like I gotta cram like crazy.

Kumon: Also, I’m with Nii-chan!

Banri: I thought you’d decide immediately based on that, but you took your time pickin’.

Kumon: I had a lot to think about, y’know.

Kumon: I had to carefully think about which university to attend, not only based on where Nii-chan is.

Azami: The growth of the Bro-con.

Yuki: Though in the end, they ended up in the same university.

Kumon: I mean, Nii-chan and Tenma-san make it seem like it’s lots of fun!

Tenma: I can guarantee that much.

Juza: I’m glad you got accepted.

Taichi: He worked hard on the essay and when preparing for the interview~

Kumon: Hehe, it’s thanks to everything Nii-chan and Tenma-san and Taichi-san taught me!

Chikage: Seeing Tenma take on the tutor’s role was deeply moving.

Tenma: Thanks for that.

Kazunari: *Yawn*~...

Tsuzuru: You seem sleepy, Miyoshi-san.

Kazunari: I had some urgent job due yesterday, so I didn’t get much sleep~

Tsuzuru: Good work.

Muku: Kazu-kun seems like he became an adult in a blink.

Kazunari: What I’m doing is pretty much an extension of what I did as a student, but I guess my mindset’s changed a little since graduating.

Omi: I get it. The work increases as the responsibilities do, but it’s also quite fun.

Tsuzuru: Is that so…

Kazunari: You might understand come next year, Tsuzurun~

Izumi: Omi-kun was like that, too, but your image changed after you graduated.

Azuma: I look forward to these changes every spring.

Homare: Well, there are groups of people that have not changed much at all.

Azuma: Thanks to everyone, I can properly feel spring’s arrival.

Tasuku: I mean, the changes might not be big, but haven’t you guys also gotten busier?

Guy: You also seem to be getting more requests to appear as a guest.

Sakuya: Ah, actually, I think I might also get an offer to appear on a rather big stage—

Tsumugi: Really? I’m so happy for you.

Tasuku: This is the result of the experience you’ve gained so far. It’s proof of how far you’ve come as an actor

Sakuya: Thank you very much!

Citron: I have also had to do arts and culture-related jobs here and there~

Itaru: I’ve also started being treated like I can carry the company on my shoulders, it’s a pain…

Chikage: It’s your fifth year, of course you are.

Guy: That reminds me, the work I can leave to Mikage has also increased.

Hisoka: I can make some snacks now…

Tasuku: Like roasted marshmallows and marshmallow pizza?

Hisoka: Those too, but other stuff too.

Homare: To think you can make dishes unrelated to marshmallows… What remarkable progress!

Misumi: Speaking of new things, my friend Mii-chan gave birth to a kitten~

Muku: Congratulations to her!

Yuki: Doesn’t that have nothing to do with you, though?

Izumi: Just as everyone is moving forward and changing, the theater company is also changing.

Izumi: Speaking of which, the kid we met today also said he started high school this spring.

Kumon: Heeh~, what kinda kid was he?

Tsuzuru: He was a pretty interesting kid.

Masumi: Rather than interesting, he was just a pain.

Itaru: He was a passionate Masumi fan.

Izumi: He used to live in the countryside, and supported us through streaming.

Sakyo: So that’s MIZUNO Ent’s power…

Sakyo: As we expected, we’ll require continued efforts to reach as many people as possible.

Izumi: He also said he can’t wait to see a live performance.

Tasuku: Watching plays live has its benefits, after all.

Sakuya: That’s true. Since he said he’s looking forward to it, I thought we’ll have to do our best not to disappoint.

Izumi: Ah, that’s right! I had this idea after talking to the kid–

Izumi: What do you think about holding a workshop for beginners as our next event?

Izumi: Learning that there are people who became interested in theater because of MANKAI Company made me realize, we should do more activities that are about spreading theater to others.

Izumi: I think sharing the joy of acting together will be a beneficial experience for us as well. 

Sakuya: That does sound good!

Citron: That sounds fun!

Chikage: But if it’s about teaching, rather than the Spring Troupe, wouldn’t members with more experience, like Tenma, or Tasuku and Tsumugi, be more suited for it?

Tsuzuru: True, we’re all novice actors, and a few years ago we were amateurs, will it really be okay for us to do it?

Masumi: I can do it.

Itaru: Not the guy least qualified to teach.

Izumi: That’s exactly why. You all remember what it felt like when you first stood on the stage a few years ago.

Izumi: You’re the most suited to convey theater from a beginner’s point of view.

Izumi: It won’t be a workshop for actors, or a workshop like Yuzo-san’s focused solely on teaching…

Izumi: I think just enjoying acting together and looking back on your old selves would be good.

Izumi: It can also be an opportunity to expand our fanbase…

Izumi: I think trying to get people to learn more about theater is something all of you can do at your current state.

Sakuya: I see… You’re right. Up till now, we’ve only focused on improving ourselves, but now…

Itaru: That’s true. We can probably have fun together.

Chikage: And it can also be a source of inspiration.

Tsuzuru: We might get a hint for our next performance.

Citron: Everything’s a challenge!

Izumi: Alright, it’s decided!

Izumi: Once we settle on a date, can I leave the design to you, Kazunari-kun?

Kazunari: Ofc!

Izumi: I’ll do the printing and distribution.

Masumi: I’ll help.

Itaru: We also need to announce it on social media. I can do that.

Chikage: Wouldn’t it also be good to announce it on the theater bulletin board?

Izumi: Then, I’ll leave the announcements to you two… Sakuya-kun, Citron-kun, can I ask you two to come up with the outline for the workshop?

Sakuya: Yes!

Citron: Let’s think of a chilling workshop for everyone~!

Manager: Ah, everyone, it’s almost time~!

Kumon: I’ll turn on the TV!

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[bunbeeplays]

The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 100 - Celeste and a Star

Ophelia hasn't been in the spotlight much lately, so she lost a bit of her progress towards her next celebrity ranking, but The Main Squeeze is debuting their latest song at the Lemon Drop tonight. Time to get back in the spotlight!

Meanwhile, Gemma's not sure how she feels about yogurt, so she's the one who's really struggling in this house.

Xander's seemed a bit off all morning.

Ophelia: Babe, you doing okay?

Xander: We spent all day yesterday working with Gemma on crawling and she's still not doing it yet. Do you think we're doing something wrong?

For a self-assured Sim, he's kind of a mess.

This game has great timing sometimes. As they're worrying about her development, Gemma hits another milestone: pincer grasp!

Ophelia: Xander, are you seeing this? She's never done that before!

Xander: That's my girl!

Ophelia: See, she's doing fine. She's going at her own pace.

Xander: Yeah, you're right. I just want her to be a top-notch infant.

Ophelia: Hitting milestones helps, but being well-loved and taken care of is what counts. We're killing it in that department!

Ophelia: You need a hobby that's not Gemma-related. I know fitness has been really good for you lately but what about something more creative?

Xander: Well, nectar-making is in the game now. I've always wanted to try it, but the Watcher never got around to downloading the mod…

A lot of Ophelia's friends come out to listen to their debut single! Lilith Pleasant wishes it was more emo apparently.

🎶And up until now, I had sworn To myself that I'm content with loneliness Because none of it was ever worth the risk Well, you are the only exception🎶

Everyone seems to be loving the new song! Especially this woman who Ophelia can't help but feel looks… familiar.

When Ophelia comes out of the bathroom, she bumps into the woman from the crowd.

Woman: Oh my gosh, you were amazing! You always said you wanted to make your dreams a reality and you did it! I'm so proud of you, girl.

Ophelia: Thank you… Do I know you?

Woman: It's okay, I look a little different than I did the last time you saw me. We were in debate club together… Monica Pierce would call us Fat Bitch and Gay Kid? Well, turns out I wasn't gay after all.

Ophelia: Oh my Watcher!

Ophelia: Look at you! You're stunning! Did you change your name?

Celeste: I go by Celeste now. I'm sure this is a bit of a shock.

Ophelia: Actually, a lot of stuff you'd say makes more sense now. Like how you liked boys but wanted to be 'the girl' in the relationship.

Ophelia hugs her old friend. She missed a lot since she moved away…

Ophelia: I never thought I'd see anyone from home again.

Celeste: Well, you should come visit!

Ophelia: Hehe, yeah…

As nice as it was to see her friend from high school, it does bring up memories…

Celeste: I gotta admit, for a while, I was really mad you just left for Britechester without saying goodbye, but once I saw you singing on FlipFlop, I couldn't hold a grudge. Your parents were always so hard on you, I couldn't blame you for leaving early.

Ophelia: Britechester?

Ophelia: What are you talking about? I didn't even go to University.

Celeste: What? When you didn't show up for graduation, I went to your house and asked your parents where you were and they told me you got accepted into Britechester for early admission.

Those sons of…

Ophelia: I CANNOT believe them. Celeste, my parents lied to you. They disowned me for pursuing a music career.

Celeste: WHAT?! Ophelia, I'm so sorry. Why didn't you reach out? My dad loved you, he would have let you stay with us. You could have gone to graduation!

Ophelia: I was humiliated… I wanted to leave my old life behind, but that never should have included you. I'm sorry, Celeste.

Celeste: Honey, it sounds like you've been through a lot. I'm sure you did what you had to to heal.

Ophelia: Yeah, it was a struggle, but a good one.

Ophelia: I can't believe they lied to you like that.

Celeste: It's not just me. They told everyone that. Last I heard, you were going to take over the firm soon.

Ophelia: WHAT?!

Celeste: Now that you're getting more famous, I don't think they can keep the lie up much longer.

Ophelia: I knew they were scum but I didn't think they'd stoop that low. Well, if you still like gossip as much as you did in high school, feel free to tell everyone you know the truth.

Celeste: Ooooh you know I will.

Ophelia: If it's okay with you, let's change the subject…

Ophelia: Look at that rock on your hand! Who's the lucky guy?

Celeste: His name is Christopher! We met at the tech startup we work for. And you just got married to the owner of this bar, right?

Ophelia: Yeah. I'm sorry I missed so much.

Celeste: Well, let's catch up!

Celeste and Christopher have two adopted children: Atlas and Orion. Ophelia shows her 8000 pics of Gemma.

As fun as it is to catch up with her old friend and learn about her new life since transitioning, Ophelia can't stop thinking about her parents and their audacity.

Ophelia: I want to stay in touch, okay? No more ghosting from me, I swear.

Celeste: I'd love that. This feels like old times.

Ophelia: All we need is Monica Pierce making fun of us.

Celeste: That basic bitch is in a failing pyramid scheme now. We should be making fun of her.

[chiyoso]

I HONESTLY DID NOT EXPECT TO HAVE SO MUCH GREETINGS THAT ITS OVERWHELMING ME TO THE POINT WHERE IM GUSHING WITH SO MUCH JOY ??????????????

THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR LOVELY AND UPLIFTING WORDS

i thought my birthday was going to be dull this year with all the whole pandemic, getting sick thing and burnout shinanigans — but creating a growing community... was one of the best decisions i have done in my whole nineteen years worth of choices to do. i love you all, so so much. strangers we might be, acquaintances from afar, friends from behind the screen — it doesn't matter, kindness goes far beyond through each word we speak.

and all of your words have reached me. (cough your lie in april reference without the dying)

this is my first time letting out media of my adventures and personal life, but yesterday was such a special day and i plan to do more today (birthdays over here typically last a few more days since only a day of celebration isnt really enough, depends on the person/environment though 🤭)

Chocolate Taiyaki Strawberry Pocky Pork Katsudon

Mochi Ice Cream Wendys Coffee

ME AND GOJO MERCH I BOUGHT HEHE

(will buy genshin impact birthday gifts for myself)

the name of the restaurant on the right reminded me of lyney, scara and me.

i will not elaborate further.

(also why am i so good at taking pics)

hehe. once again, thank you all so much for the support, i've been planning mentally so much that perhaps i just needed a little break from writing (the sickness and my bday proved a very nice break for me)

writing things

cynosure's ascendance

• i have no idea if people still remember this series of mine, but i do remember starting it out of desire to create a character of lust, battle and trauma and laying it bare for the xianzhou luofu to witness (cough jing yuan) so this series WILL be continued out of self interest

the mara's will

• the direction of this series will take a dark turn. it wont all be happy, but since its inspired by honkai impact... you're going to see more of powerful reader, and come to me in inbox, should i refer to old gods as herrschers? make this timeline where the universe of star rail will be tested by the imaginary tree's schemes and threaten to fall it towards the sea of quanta? i primarily have a good understanding of the whole imaginary tree thing, and i can see it applies to hyv games, thus leading me to the question of — are all connected somehow? (hsr welt's from hi3 after all)

• so yeah! i'm just conflicted as to what direction ill lead tmw with, so please, indulge me with your ideas and help me make sense of the timeline for it.

• (option 1) star rail, a universe that fought off the very, very ancient forces of what people of the infinitely old called honkai, and since the eradication of the ancient forces, they have been thriving ever since, hence the start of new technologies combined with long forgotten ones (previous era combined with stellar resources today) but all had forgotten about them in the process, them being the houkai, and the imaginary tree will soon test this 'bubble universe' (hsr) because simply; it is its law, it is its nature.

• (option 2) no bubble universes, no honkai impact timeline, just hsr itself with elements INSPIRED by the game

• (option 3) come to me! (told you im so conflicted hehe)

stellar chasm

• nngh im making a few ppl wait with this series, but trust me, i'm just studying and playing honkai impact to get a better grasp of hi3 abilities, how herrschers work, the lore and etc. and i honestly really want to involve durandal in mc's progress, we all know durandal is so fucking, so damn strong to the point where she can hold off kevin (im in that part or after so i have no clue if something happens to her, PLEASE DONT SPOIL ME THO) so yeah! i have already an idea as to how will mc will become a herrscher + getting the divine key abyss flower 😌 juuust... let me study more of hi3 🥹 also i have kind of scrapped the HoV personality? i'm going for an eden but more flirty, sensual (not purposely) type — that's all i'm spoiling!

i have 4 upcoming fics as well!

• It starts with a glance (Neuvillette, dark content)

• For you, Ma Moitie (Neuvillette oneshot)

• Neuvillette, your colleague (Headcannons)

• follower milestone with self aware!blade

that's all for now! once again, thank you all and LOVELY PROSPEROUS DAYS TO ALL OF YOU

love,

hiraeth

[taintedevesayori]

Sayo's Route: Maniac 03

Sayo's Route Masterlist

-All of the Sakamaki brothers are gathered in the living room

Ayato: Hehe…So you took Sayo out to a festival yesterday? Did she hate every minute of it? 

Shu: I saw them when they returned…It looked like she was in a rather good mood for once.

Ayato: Seriously…?

Laito: Is it really that surprising that we enjoyed ourselves, Ayato-kun?

Ayato: Obviously, with how much you two have been fighting recently. 

Subaru: It’s about damn time. All the fighting was annoying as hell. 

Reiji: This is important progress. Sayo no longer cares about avoiding those other vampires. We still do not know what they want with her, so we need to keep her away from them. Laito, it is even more important now to maintain a good relationship with her to prevent her from seeking out Kou for companionship. 

Laito: I know that, Reiji. I’m trying my best to fix things between us. Yesterday went well, so now I know what direction to go in. 

Reiji: Good. 

-Meanwhile, Sayo is taking a walk in the rose garden. She can hear the faint sound of footsteps from behind her for a second before they disappear. She strains to hear them again and can a moment later

(Someone is sneaking around…I sure am sick of this. You’d think they would have learned already…)

-She stops, pulling out her pocket knife

Sayo: I can hear you. Come out already. 

-Kou and Yuma step out

Kou: Aw…Guess we were caught. 

Yuma: Why the hell do you have your knife out…?

Sayo: Kou? Yuma? What are you two doing here?! 

Kou: We came to see you, of course! How mean, Sayo-chan…Were you really going to attack us with that knife?

Sayo: I’m used to the brothers sneaking around like that to attack me. Ayato and Laito especially. There’s no way I would have guessed it would be you two. More importantly, you shouldn’t be here! If any of them find out, they will most definitely try something. 

Yuma: I ain’t scared of them. 

Kou: That’s why we both came instead of just me, you know? 

Sayo: You’re still way outnumbered! Now hurry up and come with me before anyone sees you. 

-Sayo puts her knife away before grabbing their arms. She drags them away from the mansion. She doesn’t stop until they are safely a ways away from the grounds

Sayo: I can’t believe you would show up like this…just to see me? 

Kou: Fufu…I felt like seeing you, so I came. 

Yuma: I came along to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid. 

Sayo: That was rather reckless of you both…

Kou: Aw…Are you not happy to see us, Sayo-chan? 

Sayo: I didn’t say that…It’s just, something might have happened to the two of you if you got caught by the brothers…

Kou: I know that’s what you meant. I just wanted to tease you a bit~

Sayo: Why you…

Yuma: Well, since we’re out now, let’s do something. Or should we go back to our place? 

Kou: Let’s do something! Sayo-chan doesn’t get out a lot! 

Sayo: What would you guys like to do…? I don’t have any money on me. And I don’t want you to have to pay for me again, Kou…

Kou: I don’t mind paying for you~ You paid me back with your gift and those sweets you made. 

-Sayo smiles

Sayo: There’s not much I can do, so I’m glad you see it that way…

Yuma: This idiot is better off spendin’ his money on you than anything else. You like sweets, right? Let’s go get something sweet. 

Kou: Yuma is big on sweets too! I mean, he carries around a jar of sugar cubes. 

Yuma: Are you hating on Sugar-chan?! Aahn?!

Kou: No! I was just telling her. You can’t get mad if it’s the truth! 

Sayo: Fufu…If you like sweet things, is there any particular place you like to go, Yuma? 

Yuma: …Yeah, I guess there’s one or two. You wanna go? 

Sayo: Sure. Like Kou said, I don’t go out very often. I’m interested in seeing. 

Yuma: Let’s go then.

-Sayo follows them to a bakery

Kou: Order whatever you want, Sayo-chan!

Sayo: Are you really sure…?

Kou: Of course. If you don’t pick, I’ll just pick something out for you. 

Yuma: Kou is used to getting his way. It’ll be better to just go along with what he wants. 

Sayo: Duly noted…

-The three order before finding a table to eat

Yuma: So were those guys pretty mad that you were with us the other day? 

Sayo: Pretty much. I got a long lecture from Reiji because of it. But I told them that we’re friends now and I’m not going to stop seeing you. They aren’t happy but they can’t control me. 

Yuma: And here we thought you were livestock with no free will…How the hell have you managed to stop them from controlling you? 

Sayo: I don’t really know what you’re imagining…but I avoid them a lot and fight against them when they try to take my blood or do anything controlling. I don’t think it’s anything all that special…just what any normal person would do in this situation. 

Yuma: We thought you were livestock because a normal person would have given in by now. 

-Sayo shrugs

Sayo: We butted heads a lot in the beginning. They wanted to kill me for it, but their father won’t let them. We had to learn to get along after that.

My relationship with Reiji and Subaru isn’t bad. We can spend time together and it’s fine. Kanato is a little psychotic so I avoid him when possible. Shu does his own thing so we don’t talk much. Laito is…Laito. Ayato is okay. He has his moments but I don’t hate him.

But I keep a wall up to stop them from getting too close. No point in that when I’m planning on escaping in the first place. I know they wish I would have a better attitude about living there and getting closer to them since I’m supposed to marry one of them eventually, but I have no interest in it. 

Yuma: A part of me wondered why they were goin’ so far to protect one girl…that you must have them wrapped pretty tight around your finger for them to want to. But now I guess I kinda get it. 

Kou: Right? You’re making it hard for them to have you so they want you even more. It’s that sort of thing, right?

Sayo: I don’t know about that…I think it’s more about being territorial. 

Yuma: But if they didn’t care, they wouldn’t go this far. They would have let us take you already. 

(I can’t come up with an argument…Subaru specifically told me to stay when this first began, even though I don’t give them much blood. If all they wanted was someone to give them blood all the time…would they have cut their losses and found someone else? ….I don’t like the thought that I might be special to them in some way.)

Kou: See? You can’t disagree.

Sayo: Haah…Maybe so, but still. There’s no way I’m special to them. 

Kou: You aren’t or you don’t want to be?

Sayo: ….

Monologue

We spent some more time at the bakery after I changed the subject.  I didn’t want to speculate over that anymore. If I was going to spend time with them, it was best not to spend it thinking about the Sakamakis.  They saw my point, and the rest of our time together was enjoyable.  When I got back to the mansion, I bumped into Reiji as I was heading up to my room. 

Reiji: Sayo. A moment, please. 

(Crap…Did someone see Kou and Yuma after all…?)

Sayo: Good evening, Reiji. Do you need me for something? 

Reiji: It has been some time since we have played a game of chess together. I would like to challenge you. 

(Chess…? That’s not what I expected. It has been a while, now that I think about it. He taught me shortly after I moved here because he was sick of how his brothers played. After a few games, I was able to get the hang of it and he said I was actually an alright partner. I’ve gotten a lot better since then so he enjoys playing with me. Guess a game could be fun.)

Sayo: Sure, let’s play. 

Reiji: Come along then. 

-She follows him to his room. The chess board is already set up

Reiji: I shall let you go first. 

Sayo: Oh? You’re being generous. I’ll take you up on that offer.

Reiji: Will the Goddess of Victory shine upon you today, Sayo? You lost five out of seven rounds the last time we played. Your frustrated expression isn’t bad to watch, so it’s a perfect way to kill time.

Sayo: Teasing me, I see…

Reiji: I’m simply telling the truth. 

-Sayo grins cheekily

Sayo: Well, it isn’t bad to watch your focused expressions when you have to counter my good moves. 

Reiji: Fufu…Oh? I did not realize you watch me so intently. 

Sayo: Likewise.

Reiji: Well, don’t let me distract you too much. You won’t be able to win the game.

Sayo: Fufu…You wish you could distract me that much. 

Reiji: Be careful. Some might take your words as a challenge. 

Sayo: It’s a good thing you’re serious about chess then, isn’t it?

Reiji: If we play enough, I might just decide to take distracting you while still trying to win as a personal challenge. 

Sayo: We’ll see about that.

*Timeskip*

Reiji: Checkmate.

Sayo: Damn…I thought I had you for sure….

Reiji: Fufu…it was a close game, I will give you that. You did not disappoint.

Sayo: I take that as high praise coming from you. 

Reiji: Sayo…There’s something I want to discuss with you. You’ve returned home with the scent of those other vampires clinging to you. 

(So he has known this whole time….)

Sayo: I see….This game was just a ruse to lecture me? 

Reiji: I did want to play against you. That is why I have saved it until the end. But, how about I make you a deal? If we play again and you win, I will spare you the lecture. 

Sayo: Oh? 

-Sayo grins, a determined look on her face

Sayo: Well then, game on, Reiji. 

Reiji: I will go first this time.

*Timeskip*

Sayo: And that’s checkmate.

Reiji: Fufu…So you have won after all. That is too bad. I had hoped to punish you after my lecture. 

Sayo: I was not about to let that happen…

Reiji: Well? We have only played two rounds. Shall we play again? I have plenty of spare time. 

Sayo: Fine by me. I’ll be sure to beat you again. 

Reiji: Fufu…We shall see about that.

-To be continued-

[hiro-2271]

Soo I wanna make this post because I need to share the audacity of this bitch who I used to be friends with.

Some context. Bold is me and italics are the person I blocked. And any colored words are words that I highlighted in discord.

Okay so in a art discord server, I posted a work in progress of a oc x cannon drawing and this person who goes by the username SourNeedlz commented underneath it asking "can yowu make one of the pwegnant? 🥺" He typed it just like that. I got so uncomfortable and embarrassed to the point I didn't want to work in the wip anymore but thankfully people in the server started calling him out on the stupid s***ual jokes he would make whenever someone posted a drawing, then he started being racist because no one likes him or he's worthless because he's Mexican. Yeah he was bringing in the race card. and he was venting about all that in the general server when there was a vent channel right below the general chat. Then he finally got kicked out. And yesterday I tried talking to the old leader of that server because he left it saying no one cares about him and his problems and he got annoyed saying "Let me guess. He's doing something stupid. Why don't you just leave the servers. Nobody cares about my problems anyways." and here's what I said "So you're saying should leave the servers just because people don't care about you're problems? You're problems. Hehe..you know something you're being really self centered if your saying I should leave the server because people are to busy talking to everyone else and can't pay attention to you? and this was his response "You really got a smart mouth, you know that? You're in that server, their making you uncomfortable, people don't think I don't exist on three servers that made so that is on you since you want to "stay there for your rights" bs.

So I believe that you should watch of what you say."

He was trying to tell me what to do, can you believe that? and here was my final response before I blocked him.

Don't tell me what I should do you're the one who has a attention problem. And it was only one person, who is gone now and just to make things clear you are not the boss of me. YOU LEFT THE SERVERS because oh woe as me, nobody cares about my feelings. Please. So don't think you can tell me what to do. I can do whatever I want, you don't know who I am, you only know who I am online.

And here is some more stupid things he had done

He would constantly vent to me about how so hard his life is yeah buddy and others problems aren't important only you're problems are. He blocked me. And when I tried to tell him about what's going on with me he would say my problems are more worse than yours. And the main reason why he says all of that, because no one will draw out his ideas. But here's the thing, all of his "concepts" are all mostly like fetish art and stuff like that. I wasn't going to draw any of that. The place he asked me to draw that was on Amino, and I had specifically stated that I will not draw nsfw or anything related to that in a coin commission wiki that I had set up but he still kept on asking. He didn't care about the commission that I had set up. And he said "I don't have any coins so can you draw it for me for free since we are friends?" choosing begger much? and he said he saw me make a nsfw drawing once. That was because I wanted to do that and it was of my oc. I just don't like drawing nsfw art of other people's oc's even if they say it's okay. What is wrong with people now and days?

Here are some screenshots I took from discord I blocked out his name because even though he did all of that I don't want anyone to send hate to him.

If anyone wants more context pm me on Discord but this is probably all of the stuff that I have on him @𝑮𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝑻𝒘𝒊#3218

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

I softlocked my copy of Violet within the first 20 minutes of playing, so the game has certainly been an experience. But I'm having fun so far, especially because Rhyme and Grusha, two gym leaders, are really awesome. Also Jaqc is cute.

I see you're playing hgss, who did you start with? Those games are some of my favorites personally, but I always start with typhlosion. He's my pillow uwu -Genshin Anon

OHH YOO that's great!! seems like you're making great progress for s/v!! new characters means more people to be fond over 🤧🤧 hehe everyone's so cute idk 😭 also I still don't know much abt the recent game but larry(??? the old guy??) makes me laugh in a good way HSBDJSHDJSJD

AHHHH YES I finally finished leaf green like just yesterday!! (I gave up on completing it years ago, but decided to get back to it after well, recent events in my blog LMAO) so my next course was heartgold — I picked up on chikorita and named her Kiki! She already evolved to bayleef so good progress :) typhlosion is suuuuper iconic, it's so cute especially when it's still a cyndaquil huhu 🥺 I'm actually really liking the quality that HG is offering, it might be my favorite installment hehe (and well, my bias towards ethan being my favorite trainer 😭)

[lqfiles]

BRO STFU STFU CAN WE ALL JUST ARREST LQFILES AND HOLD HER HOSTAGE BC WTF YN BEING HURT WASNT MUCH BUT IK THE ANGST IS GONNA HURT SO BAD IF I FELT BAD DURING THAT UPDATE omgggg

also I see that little “2 months” MY MAN HAECHAN IS BEING SO LOYAL WITHOUT REALIZING IT OMG yk he goes crazy with the “i love my gf so back tf up before i personally fight you for disrespecting her” if anyone flirts with him like he would be more offended than mc 😭

“i also got tired of ppl liking me for being haechan instead of really me” goes crazy bc that’s why he loves bothering mc since she gives him back the same energy without trying to suck up to him since she can’t stand him (she’s starting to and i love the progress 🥺)

BUT PUT your hands up PUT EM UP

but awwwww thank you for the update!! you bless us so much ☹️🫶🏼 GIVING YOU A BIG SMOOCH ON THE CHEEK

and for comic con, it was going to be my second timeeee it finished yesterday but the traffic was crazyyyy. it’s like 15-20 minutes away from my house and it was hellll, i didn’t get to go but one of my friends did go and she was dressed up as an anime character i think and another friend saw an actress from marvel (lupita nyong’o) and im so bummeddd i could’ve seen so many actors

ALSO LA IS NOT FAR FROM HERE AND TO BE IN KCON OMGGG I COULDVE SEEN NCT GUYS PLSSSS

hehe bro mark went crazyyy omg but you guys KNOWWWW i just have something for yuta, i go crazy 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

“do you hate me?” is the number one question i ask my bf 24/7 😭😭 it gets annoying so i change it up like “would you love me if i was a worm?” or “so you don’t love me? i guess you want me to dieee” or “would you kiss another girl if it meant saving me from dying?” heh thankfully he doesn’t get annoyed 😭🙏🏼

BUT YESS LISTEN TO THOSE SPANISH SONGS AND GIVE ME YOUR REVIEWS AND I’LL TELL YOU WHAT IT MEANS IN DEPTH 🫶🏼 IM HAPPY TO TEACH YOU SPANISH YOU AMAZING HUMAN BEING

- 🫧

(lemme know what you want to learn btw!!)

GIRL DONT ARREST ME… arrest haechan if anything 🤦🏽‍♀️ but yasss if you think these stuff lowk hurt her now just wait till haechan is gonna be conflicted and unintentionally hurt her..

ALSO YES HE’S BASICALLY BEEN SHOWING HIS LOYALTY FR always mentioning how she’s the only girl he likes talking to or still keeps in contact with.. he would DEFINITELY be the type to do that once he gets in a relationship with her like before he liked all the attention but his eyes will be only for her so he wouldn’t even entertain the other girls fr

SHE LIKES HIM FOR WHO HE IS FR like he can be shamelessly annoying because that’s how they started but now he finds it endearing and it’s also the reason he likes talking to her like she really does make him like his true self 🥺

its unfortunate that you didn’t get to go but i’m happy your friends got to go!!!! YOULL HO NEXT TIME and you’re lucky as hell to live near LA, u genuinely was going through it because i wasn’t able to experience fact check 2 baddies and walk live like FUCKKK i should’ve been there

I WANNA KNOW WHAT HE WOULD SAY TO THE KISSING OTHER FIRLS ONE OMGGG we will use that for bonus chapters and haechan will indeed be the one asking that 😄 that’s such a fun relationship tho i hope you two last forever <3

I LOVE TOU AND YASS ILL TELL YOU SOON WHAT I THOUGHT OF THE SONGS you’re amazing and i’m glad you liked the update, and umm please let me know how to say “i’m hungry” 👀👀

[lemonflowercat]

75 soft: day 3

[x] morning walk/run or yoga x6/w

woke up with achy muscles from yesterday's isometrics, so i did a restorative yoga session. the thing about slow yoga flows is they really hold up a mirror to my headspace - it was stress-y and bitchy and although i enjoyed it physically, mentally not so much. it was nice though, in the sense that it brought me in touch with how i was actually feeling.

[x] meditate x at least 15min every afternoon

[x] study 42h/w: 34h 30m to go

feeling a definite slump today. i'm going to go sun myself for a bit. it's one of those crisp cold mornings and i'm craving some warmth on my skin. hope it helps! <it did>

it's a lovely windy day ♡ i can't say it enough but i love this farm, and this study corner i have - this will forever be such a special house to me. yeah, i say that about them all and in a way they all are. but this one will always hold a special place in my heart.

i studied slow - spacing out often - but study i did. it was a very beautiful peaceful afternoon. i could've studied more if a friend hadn't come over, but well. 34h 30m 31h 26m to go

[] evening wxo x6/w

skipped because of the unexpected social evening.

i don't know why my social battery was down today - even though i haven't hung out with anyone for the past 4 days now. i was feeling super low on self-worth.

[x] [x] [x] 1 raw veggie or a fruit x3 meals

- fave apple-banana-coconut yogurt from yesterday. here's a picture to remind myself to make this more often (unappetizing to look at, but only I know how good it tastes)

- rice cakes w yogurt, strawbs and dark chocolate sauce

as delish as this was, would not recommend as a mid-study sesh snack. given the day's been already pretty slump-y, the sweetness made me kinda woozy. should stick with this as a post meal dessert.

- leftover choco sauce w strawberries

[x] 1400cal x6/week

ate about 1560 actually, but i'll give this to myself because I've now eaten home cooked dinner for 3 days, consistently! <confetti> also because I had this insane chocolate craving while at the supermarket but I didn't cave. <thank you, Dora Milaje>

[x] progress picture/day x6/w

[x] 2.5L of water/day

[] brush before bed

forgot! hehe

[x] no media consumption (one movie/d allowed) - for freezes and PMS days

finished Book of Clarence today!

[bellysoupset]

ABOUT THE GIRL WHO CALLED VINCE AN ASSHOLE

Okay now hear me out… Vince throwing up from a stomach bug so bad he needs to get an IV at the hospital and guess who happens to be in her clinicals at that time and gets him as a patient?

It would be SO fun to have another med student in the universe some Jonah is a wimp about puking… she could be a friend on call to help someone who’s sick or hurt!

This ask got out of hand, but I was having too much fun with the bickering hehe. Thank you so much for the ask and for such a warm welcome to Wendy!

Vince was no stranger to puking. Not just in general, but in particular today, he was well acquainted with it.

What had started as a general nausea during gym had quickly progressed to throwing up everything he had ever eaten by dinner and it hadn't stopped once he was empty.

His roommate, Matt, had fucked off to some friend's place, in order not to catch his bug and he was glad for the privacy it gave him, but also this meant the responsibility to act level headed was entirely on him and well...

Vince groaned as his stomach seized again, sending up the water he had just drank. He felt dizzy and shaky, covered in cold sweat... Black spots danced before his eyes and he coughed up more bile, making his throat burn.

He needed help, medical help. His first instinct was to call Lucas, so he crawled back to the room and, still sitting on the floor, reached blindly to get his phone on the bedside table. He couldn't get up, he was too dizzy.

The phone rang once, before "If You Like Piña Colada" blasted in his ear and Vince was painfully reminded Lucas had gone down to the beach with Bell, making it very clear he had no plans to pick up his phone during the mini vacations.

Plan B was Leo, but Leo had off handedly mentioned a date and Vince didn't want to mess that up for him. Jonah?

It rang and rang and then Jon picked up with, "make it quick, I'm busy."

He took a minute to swallow back down more bile and his pride, "I'm... Jon, I need a ride to the hospital."

There was a pause, a sharp inhale, then, "If this is a prank, its. not. funny."

Vince groaned, his head was throbbing and he was struggling to remain sitting up, "Jon, I'm serious."

Another heavy silence, then Jonah grumbled, "I'll be there in five, don't die" and hung up the phone.

Vince could've cried with relief, if he had tears to produce. Instead he gagged weakly and puked to his side on the floor, nothing but cloudy water his body refused to keep down.

He hung awkwardly to the side, dizzy, until there was a bang on the door, followed by cursing and steps pacing back and forth. Vince tried to get up to answer it, or at least crawl over to unlock it, but all he managed was to lean back, nape meeting his bed's mattress.

More cursing, Jonah using his business voice and then the supervisor got his door unlocked.

Vince sighed in relief as he felt Jonah's hand immediately coming to cup his neck, two fingers planted on his pulse point. His friend wasn't looking at him, but at the ceiling like he was counting.

"Jon...?"

"Shut up," he snapped, then glanced down and retched, squeezing his eyes shut to try and avoid gagging again over the little puddle of sick, "c'mon, Vin-" he grabbed Vince's arm and threw it over his shoulder, then snapped at the supervisor, "don't just stand there, help me get him up!"

Vince groaned loudly as the change in positions made cramps hit him like being stabbed. He let hi head hang, unable to close his mouth, "..'m dyin"

"No, you're not, you big drama queen" Jonah scoffed, dragging him for the door, "when did the vomiting start?"

"After gym" Vince's knees were trembling with the effort to keep him up, "after gym yesterday."

"Yesterday was a Sunday, there was no gym" Jonah's voice sounded distant and angry, like Vince was hearing him from underwater. He grabbed his friend's shoulder.

"Gon passsoout," Vince slurred, then sank to his knees, bringing Jon and the supervisor down with him.

*******

He woke up in a moving car, but was too out of it to make sense of what was going on. Jonah was driving and it was his super fancy car, which caused a chuckle to roll out of Vince as he imagined his friend's face if he ended up hurling in there.

"Thank fucking God you're awake," Jonah sighed, but didn't turn to look at him, "we're almost at the hospital, two minutes tops."

"Uhm," was all Vince managed through the nausea. He felt carsick now, to top it off. Vince pressed his forehead to the window and shuddered with the cold.

"Can you-" he interrupted himself with a gag, then reached blindly trying to turn on the heat, only for Jonah to push his hand away from the panel.

"you're running a fever, no heat for you" Jonah said sharply, then pulled the car to park on the emergency spot before the ER, "okay, I need you to help me here, Vin."

He circled the car and all but hugged Vince's torso to pull him up, causing the taller man to groan, stomach convulsing with an empty heave, "Jon, stop squeezing me-"

"If you throw up on me, I'm going to kill you," Jonah huffed, voice strained with the effort to keep him up. Finally he dropped Vin on a wheelchair a security guard had brought to the front upon seeing them and pushed him inside the hospital.

However, instead of stopping in the packed full waiting room, he kept pushing the wheelchair to the elevators, causing Vince to frown. His head was pounding and he cupped his forehead, rubbed his eye with a thumb, "Jonah, where are you taking me?" he asked, trying to sound just confused and not as bone-tired as he was.

"To get checked in," Jonah shrugged, pressing a button to the first underground, "my friend's in clinic today."

"You have other friends besides us?"

"Bold of you to count yourself my friend," he replied coldly, causing Vince to snort, but the friendly teasing was lost on him, he was too miserable and tired. His empty, sour stomach was still cramping, a tight sensation at the base of his throat alerting him the urge to dry heave was far from done.

The elevator doors opened again and Jonah kept pushing his chair. They passed by a hallway lined with chairs on one side, a bunch of people waiting and Vince cringed in sympathy and embarrassment. If he wasn't feeling so goddamn awful, he would've felt even worse about cutting the line.

Jonah knocked on a closed office door and waited until a woman's voice said, "come in!"

Vince's stomach turned, perfect timing, as Jonah pushed the door open and let out a sigh in relief.

"Hey Wendy," he said in a tone Vince had heard hardly five or six times during the three years they had known each other. His voice was all open and soft, "sorry to cut in your queue like that, but it's an emergency."

"No prob-" Wendy waved him off, but then she actually saw Vince and scoffed, "you."

Vince frowned, while Jonah echoed his confusion, "you two know each other?"

"Oh yeah," Wendy replied bitterly, "Pussy Magnet over here made me work the Hospital fundraiser all by myself while he flirted with every moving thing."

Jonah scoffed, Vince cringed: because of her line, but also because his nausea chose this moment to double down.

"Sounds like him alright," Jonah said and Vince turned his head to glare at him.

"I didn't let her work all by herself, I had heatstroke!" He defended himself, "I wasn't feeling well!"

"And whose fault was that?" Wendy rolled her eyes, getting up and circling her office's table. She had a stethoscope hanging around her neck like a scarf and a white coat closed over her deep blue scrubs. Her hair was down, it was chocolate brown, wavy and chin length, framing her heart shaped face, "so why are you here today, Pussy Magnet?"

Vince scoffed and glared at her, he was feeling miserable but she was pushing it, "I think I rather wait in the ER for a different doct-" Jonah interrupted him by flicking his ear.

"Shut up," he said, then to Wendy, "he's been throwing up for two days straight, at least. Said it started after gym, but gym last opened Saturday. Arrhythmic and passe-"

"Jonah, what the fuck, man!"

"passed out when I was bringing him here. He's running a low grade fever too. I think it's most likely just dehydration, but best to give him a check up before hooking him to an IV."

"Any diarrhea?" Wendy asked, completely unbothered by Vince's scowl. He pouted and Jonah shoved his shoulder.

"So?"

Vince's cheeks burned with the humiliation, more than just the fever, "some," he grumbled, "before the puking started."

Wendy raised her eyebrows, "it's a miracle you're this coherent at all, Pussy Magnet."

"Oh fuck yo-"

"Can you lie down on the bed? I need to check your stomach, but-"

"Fuck no, I'm not letting you touch me, doc," Vince glared at her, too humiliated and feverish to give a fuck. He just wanted to sleep and was already regretting ever calling Jonah.

"Okaay," Wendy rolled her eyes, "big macho man, either you let me do the check up or you can go back to ER, let the nurses file you in, get charged, then wait four hours because we're packed full and then get checked up by me anyway because I'm the one in clinic tonight. What's gonna be?"

"I'm going to go down to the ER and wait until your shift ends," Vince bit out, because he was nothing if not incredibly stubborn. Hell, he'd just go back to the dorms and sleep it off, black dots, raging headache and dizziness be damned. People didn't die from the stomach flu, right?

"Oh for fuck's sake, Vince!" Jonah snapped, pushing his chair and grabbing his bicep, "get on the damn bed!"

He tried to complain, but Jonah was much stronger than him in the current situation, forcing him up by wrapping an arm around his back and then taking the chair from under him, so Vince had no choice but to lean on his friend.

His stomach churned fiercely, from embarrassment and annoyance, and Jon propped him against the bed, shooing him into a lying down position. Once Vince's head hit the flimsy excuse for a pillow that the cot had built into it, all the exhaustion of the simple movement hit him at once.

His head swam and there were colorful dots pulsing in front of his eyes, a horrid ringing in his ears that told him he might pass out. He had the vague idea Doctor Bitch-a-lot was saying something to Jon, but he couldn't make out what.

"....-kay?"

"Uh?"

"Alright," she took his confusion as a confirmation and then his shirt was rolled up to his chest and her cold fingers touched his stomach. It was beyond uncomfortable and Vince squirmed, trying to get her hands off of him, while swallowing down convulsively as saliva started pooling in his mouth.

"Hurts more when I press or when I pull my hand back?" she asked, palm gently digging into his lower right, and Vince shook his head, trying to sit up on the bed. He was gonna throw up.

She pulled her hand back - no added pain -, just as Jonah let out a little, "shit," as he realized what was going on and grabbed Vince's shoulder, helping him sit up.

He dry heaved, retched loudly, whole back arching with its intensity. A metal basin appeared before him, just in time for another strong heave to bring a tiny amount of brightly colored bile. Vince let out a groan, head hanging in shame, drooling over the basin.

It took him a moment to realize Wendy was the one holding the basin in front of him, her other hand was cupping his neck, firm but gentle, "you good?"

He shook his head and the lights in the room danced too, "...izzy."

"I know," her tone was much softer than before, her thumb rubbed little circles on his nape, "we're gonna get you hooked on an IV and you'll feel better really soon."

"Uhm," Vince gagged again, wincing with a sharp stomach cramp. He wanted to vocalize he didn't think he could stand up again, but thankfully no one asked him to. Wendy put the basin away, then grabbed his legs and slowly turned him so he was facing the side again. This time she joined Jonah as they wrapped an arm around his torso, helping him sit back down on the chair. Even then, the simple movement left him completely spent and Vince squeezed his eyes shut, leaning his head back.

He knew Jon was saying something, giving more details, something about concussions - then a device was wrapped around his bicep, squeezing it to measure his blood pressure. Vince was too fucking tired to care, the ringing in his ears was worse than before and he felt Jonah's torso behind him, so he leaned his head back to rest on his stomach and let exhaustion pull him under again.

*******

He came back to in a secluded area of the shared station. The curtains had been drawn around his bed and Jonah was planted on his side, yawning on his hand, but still very alert with a plastic cup filled with coffee in his hands.

"How many coffees have you had?" Vince whispered, voice shot from all the puking.

Jonah's head snapped up and he couldn't contain a smile at seeing his friend awake, one he was too tired to cover up now, "lost count around six," he answered, "how are you feeling, Vin?"

"Like hell," he sighed, "what time is it?"

"Uhm, Monday-" Jonah yawned, checking his phone, "well, technically Tuesday now, 3 AM. You got admitted in Monday at 9 PM."

"Great," Vince winced as he scooted up in the bed. His stomach ached like he had done way too many crunches. Jonah held up a water cup for him and the water settled heavily, but with no nausea. Small win.

"I called Atwood, he's gonna pick you up in the morning."

"You called Lucas?" Vince whined, "why?"

"Because there's no fucking way you're going back to the dorms and I didn't think you'd want to stay at my place. You can though, doors ope-"

Vince's brows furrowed even further. Why was Jonah being so damn nice? "shit Jon, I really scared you, uh?"

Jonah's mouth snapped shut and he glared at him, but didn't deny it. He looked away, "you passed out twice, Vince, c'mon. You scared everyone, Wendy too."

Vince would've blushed if he sill had it in him. Instead, he said, "Wendy uh? You were hella cozy with her, man."

Jonah's eyebrows shot up, confusion written on his face where Vince had expected friendly annoyance, "I'm sorry?"

"I'm just saying, you're all sweet with her," Vince grinned, so tired and relieved there was no extra nausea, he was feeling a little high, "it's cute."

"I... You think I'm into her?" Jonah's voice was so incredulous that Vince frowned at him.

"Hey, she's super pretty, wh-"

"Vince, I'm gay!" Jonah scoffed, "I've been gay the entire three years we've known each other. I've been out since day one- Vince, honestly! Wendy?!"

"You don't have to sound that offended at the prospect of hitting on me," Wendy's voice traveled through the curtain as she pulled it back and poked her head in.

Vince's mouth snapped shut and he glared at Jon, "I just thought you were bi..."

"Christ," Jonah wrinkled his nose, but he sounded amused, "you're hopeless."

Wendy chuckled, attracting Vince's attention and she smiled at him. She was no longer in her scrubs, but was still wearing the lab coat over her normal clothes. A pink blouse tucked into her jeans.

"How are you holding up, Pussy Magnet?" she asked lightly, "you scared the crap out of us."

"I'm better, thanks," he answered and he didn't mean to sound pissed off, but embarrassment was catching up and her lovely nickname wasn't helping.

She made a face like a kicked puppy, but just said, "that's good. Uhm - I'll see you around," then she squeezed Jonah's shoulder in a soft manner, "you too, Jon."

"Thank you, Wendy" Jonah squeezed her wrist back and all that softness was back to his voice. Vince felt dizzy with this whole development. They weren't just acquaintances, they were friends. A friend Jonah apparently didn't hate.

"Don't mention it," she smiled sweetly, then looked at Vin, "feel better, Vince," and left.

Vince worked his jaw, kept shut until he felt she was far away and then sighed, leaning his head back, "I really don't like her."

Jonah scoffed, "go back to sleep, Vin."

"I'm just saying, she's super cocky," Vince kept ranting, closing his eyes, "full of herself."

"Sounds familiar?"

"-Can't read a room for shit. Pussy Magnet," he mimicked her voice, listening as Jonah let out a heavy sigh, "it was one throwaway line. She can't tell when a joke has run its course? I don't like her at all."

"Shut. Up. and sleep," Jonah shoved his shoulder, causing Vin to shut up, but not before he added.

"I don't like her at all."

[seraphinitegames]

The Wayhaven Chronicles—Update 08/October/2021

It felt really good this week! 

I was in the zone, and although I didn't get as much editing done, I did manage to make sure I have been on top of edits from SpunkyCat from the start for Chapter 7!

But where things were really pushing forward is with Chapter 9! I was a bit worried as I was really making great progress, and enjoying the fun of the scene opening and getting to the branch split…then I realised I wanted to completely change the ending to one of the versions of Chapter 9, lol :D

It's gonna be WAY better and so much more fun, especially as it brings in some more choice-based variations in that scene, rather than based on skills or personality stats. I like when the game reacts based on what your character is doing in that moment, not just on what they've done already.

But the version I was working on felt a bit less...interesting compared to the other version I have, so I knew I had to adapt it.

Instead of getting stuck though, I moved onto the other version I'm confident about and let the other ending mull around inside my head. Then yesterday evening POOF! it totally came to me and I LOVE IT! It's so much stronger than what I had before, and I now I feel really confident people will enjoy both as much as the other.

So yeah, each version of this chapter has two different endings depending on how well your MC does during the scene, hehe! But although (BIT OF A SPOILER) what happens in Chapter 9 does have some serious impact on the overall ending of the story, it is still fun and hopefully won't be super obvious. I definitely want it to feel like you're able to enjoy yourself and not worry about choices being made, or that it's even apparent that what you're doing then might have an affect.

As I always say, Wayhaven has no wrong choices, just ones that lead to different things!

Next week I will definitely get back to flip-flopping between editing and writing, but I was just doing so well this week I am going with it, and I'm so glad I am!

Hope you all have the most amazing weekend! We'll be offline as usual, so I'll talk to you soon <3

(We did have some issues with Instagram this week, but they are hopefully resolved, so Nai will be back to posting photos on there next week!)

[evansbby]

Hey bestie 🥰 In relation to the dilf next door

Bestie thank you so much for looking out for me ❤️🫶, you’re a true bestie 🫶❤️ I’m deffo being cautious because my first thoughts (well second immediate thoughts after ‘wow he so handsome’) were the same as yours - I must be careful no matter what happens because he is older, already knows where I live and I do live by myself; all things that make this trickier. I always thought in fanfics that an age gap was hot but that irl if an older man seemed interested in someone significantly younger (I’m 23 and during our small talk yesterday I learned he is in his late thirties) that that’s an immediate red flag and a nuh-uh 🙅‍♀️ So I’m making sure to be very careful with how things go

So taking all these things into consideration, he does seem genuinely really nice, our walk around the neighbourhood went well ☺️ After our walk we sat on a park bench and talked some more to get to know each other better. It seemed like he only made moves once I made moves - to explain myself, in the middle of talking I did the thing where I gently nudged his arm with my hand (something I do with everyone, like you know that innocent hand touch to the arm for the girlies and the bros and the fam and to everyone else in between) and then he did the same a few times to me too. Then I lightly put my knee to his (I was just trying to do some subtle stuff to give him hints that I’m low-key interested but not too much stuff so that if he didn’t feel the same way I could brush it off as ‘I’m just really friendly and do those things with everyone hehe 😅’) and he leaned his knee further into mine and we remained like that for the rest of the convo. I got the impression then that he was being careful and not trying to make any moves first to try to prevent me feeling uncomfortable because of all the factors in this sitch. So I tried to give hints without outright asking him out because I deadass would rather die than ever make the first move 😭 I subtly brought up I’m single and asked him if he was too (without outright asking) and then I mentioned the name of a coffee shop we walked past looks interesting (hoping he’d get the darn hint) and he asked if I wanted to try it out with him and the d word came up - so we’re going on a first date next Saturday, eeeep!!

I’m hoping then we can clarify what we’re both looking for going forward - because I’m not looking for anything serious, just some mutually exclusive fun one night once a week (I’m really not looking to invest more time or energy for anything else than that because of upcoming finals) so I hope he’s on the same page too, and if not at least we would have had that discussion early on.

Then we walked back to the apartment complex arm against arm and eeeeppp it was just an exciting day ☺️

Bestie I’m definitely being careful to make sure I protect myself and am safe, and am trying to get to know him really well before deciding if I want to take things any further. Thankfully he seems like a genuinely nice person - I felt safe and comfortable with him ☺️

And yes south asain girlies 🫶❤️💘💘💘🥰!!!!

And whilst I’m not getting ahead of myself because I know I have to see how things progress at each meeting, but should anything sexi happen at any point in the future - dw bestie I won’t give deets of those because das tmi baha - I just wanted to share some general sfw stuff about this dilf sitch because I feel like we can be two girlies who chat over online chai tea and cake rusks 🥰🫶❤️

- 💙

(this is in relation to this anon ask, for anyone wondering)

Omg bestie!! Firstly, I’m sorry for the late reply! But omg!!! I’m happy you already realise the risks and tbh as long as you do AND you feel safe and comfy with him… there’s no reason why you can’t have fun and live your best dilfy life!! Please feel free to share all the dilfy deets (as much as you feel comfortable with) bc we are all dilf fanatics here!!! we are all living vicariously through you bahaha 😌😌😌💙💙💙