#his parents left and didnt return for a week

[reallyghostlypost]

Finally wrote a backstory for farmer Thad 🥳

To his family's terror, Thad was that creepy child in horror movies that would see ghosts. Only that Thad could see a lot more things than just ghosts. And he was willing to follow ✨suggestions✨.

What do you do with a child who is willing to slice his palm open to try to write blood sigils on the kitchen cabinet door because something told him that this way he could teleport the cookie jar from the top shelf to him?

He's basically half feral and slightly animalistic, potentially spawned by the void itself and raised by it, and an utter moron with no self preservation instincts.

Thad's entire family was always scared of magic, even if they couldn't really explain why. But they were sweating even at the thought of a Ministry mage visiting someone in the same neighbourhood as them, and were absolutely terrified of being 'accused' of having an interest in magic themselves. When Grandpa showed his first signs of magic his parents forbade him from using his powers at all. This was a constant source of conflict that eventually led to Grandpa buying the farm and completely cutting ties with the rest of the family.

After Grandpa stopped talking to them the entire family thought that they could finally relax but then Thad was born. Unlike Grandpa, who discovered his magic by making literal dust bunnies while cleaning at eight, Thad seemed to have been borned with his magic already active. It became obvious fast that Thad could see things his parents could not. If they were 'lucky' he would see a ghost, if not he would start describing things. Things that didn't have names or even shapes, full of eyes and mouths and hunger. This caused endless sleepless nights for his parents and the rest of the family, but it still wasn't enough for them to publicly admit that they have wizards in their family, so like Grandpa Thad was simply told to never use his magic. Unlike Grandpa, Thad never got angry at the interdiction but he also never really followed it.

Aside from his connection with the supernatural he was a good kid. He was intelligent, a top student and could often learn the lesson while the teacher was speaking, but had problems dealing with boredom. He was even tempered, rarely showing strong emotions and generally smiling and polite, but kinda distant (although unknown to his parents he would vent to random supernatural beings). His parents left him alone from an early age and never really cared what he did so he grew up as an independent child. He was getting along with other kids but he never had close friends. He started working as soon as he was legally allowed and changed jobs often due to boredom. He never went to college.

Thad only met Grandpa twice in his life. When he was five Grandpa learned from his doctors that his illness was terminal. So he contacted his family for the first time in years. Thad's dad decided to visit his father for the last time before his death and he decided to take Thad along to at least meet his grandfather. Grandpa thought he was the only magic user in his family so he was shocked to realize Thad not only could do magic, but he was showing potential to became a powerful wizard if his magic was already this strong this early. After a few months, on his deathbed, Grandpa convinced his son to let Thad visit him one last time. Grandpa gave Thad his farm in the hopes that Thad will choose to develop his magical talent in the future and that the isolated farm will make it easier for him.

Eventually, after getting bored at Joja too, Thad decided to check out his grandfather's letter. When he reached the farm Thad already had some experience with magic due to his constant encounter with the other beings.

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Because his parents were overwhelmed by Thad's experience with magic they would often end up being neglectful, so Thad was basically half raised by them half by whatever spirits or beings happened to be around him at any giving time. That's why he wasn't really lonely as a child despite not having close ties with his parents or any friends.

While not every spirit he encountered was nice, most were at least curious about the human child approaching them and were willing to entertain him for a while. They kept him company after nightmares, comforted him when he was hurt or sick, and helped him restrain his emotions so that he won't accidentally use him magic too much. This is how Thad ended up with some unique ideas about how life works, what is dangerous or scary, or how problems should be resolved. This also gave him an unique perspective on magic.

Over time Thad started to agree with his parents that his magic should remain hidden (but not necessarily that it shouldn't be used). Thad realized his magic was dark. He was basically born with void magic, and void magic was inherently incompatible with reality. Using magic even a little would start straining reality around him, wearing it thin and prone to small tears where the void could start to sneak through. Mending the veil back was also very difficult.

From his 'friends' Thad learned how to use the safer ambiental magic for his needs instead of his natural void magic and learned the basics of multiple types of black magic, especially blood magic and a few types of divination. But he mainly uses his magic to feel different types of energy around him and to heal his wounds and illnesses.

[bluerosefox]

Joker Messed Around and Found Freaking Out.

Okay hear me out..

Class trip to Gotham, class gets held up by Joker who actually can scare the class cause they are still teens and they know Joker has a high kill rate, like yes they're used to ghosts and junk but none of them wanna die yet or at least die outside of Amity, if they die they wanna have a chance of coming back as a ghost at the very least.

Anyways, Danny feels pure dread when Joker takes Jazz hostage, who was elected to be a chaperone for Danny's class since her volunteering would look good on college recommendations, and finds her little mutters about his mental health reminding him of Harley before she left him. He even jokes about needing a new partner and wonders how long it'll take to break her like he did to Harley.

Danny is frozen in his spot but something snaps when he hears Jazz cry out after Joker backhands her. Before anyone, even the Bats, realize it Danny is on top of the Joker beating his face in, he only gets up once, takes Joker's discarded crowbar and slams it over his head, barely grazing the dazed man but it does destroy the flooring behind him, while screaming to never ever touch his sister. That he will destroy Joker if he even thinks about coming after her. That even in the afterlife he'll never be safe from him.

All this happens so fast that by the time the Jocks from Danny's school, Red Hood and Nightwing get Danny off, Joker is beaten badly. He's still feral screaming at Joker though, calling him everything under the sun, spouting off about how the dead are ready to rip him apart when Joker (or you can have Danny call him by his actual name if you wanna strike some "the fuck? How'd he know that?") Finally passes away, that even death will not save him from Danny's wrath. Danny is squirming hard in their holds, nearly breaks free a few times when he hears Joker groaning, but only stops when Jazz, after getting looked over by Red Robin comes running over and just..

Hugs Danny.

And like a kitten getting scuffed by the neck he goes limp. Just breathes heavily, eyes burning from anger, fear, tears, and relief, before he returns the hug. He starts crying and mutters low that he can't lose her, that he almost lost her again and "is this even a fraction how Dan felt when he lost you?"

And Jazz just shushes him and does what she can to comfort him...

[alexa-yukiyu]

Hi, hope you have a good year. Can i request for a whitebeard piratesx child,f!reader ff. So this is what if when the whitebeard found her when her parenst abounded her, she didnt do those bratty things or childish,things. Instead she becomes more stotic (emtionless if you want). So how would the whitebeard pirates help her?

Thanks

Abandoned Treasure (Whitebeard pirates x f!child!Reader)

A/N Okay guys listen, listennn After I got sick I had to catch up with homework and packing and moving so I left you guys again 😭 I ‘m sorry. This is kind pf a flop I don’t know if I like it but but I am cooking another piece as we speak with characters I’ve never written before 🤭

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for reader in japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

“Pops, I’m worried about her. It’s been a few months already, and the most she has done is get up to walk away from us,” Thatch piped up after bringing his lunch to the Captain.

Whitebeard sighed, looking at the young girl still sitting on the ship’s bow, not shying away from the scorching sun that had been penetrating her skin for days.

He had found the girl on a small island they had passed on the way to their next destination. The island itself, if one could call it that, was but a patch of sand, a small mountain protruding from the vast ocean. He could only assume that she was abandoned there, seeing as she had no signs of wear you would expect from one at the mercy of the sea and its waves. After being brought on the Moby, she simply remained in the bow, her stare never straying away from the direction in which she was found.

Even as the storm hit the boat, she did not waver, having to be forcefully brought inside lest the waves took her away. Relieving herself and taking a few spoonfuls of food every few days was the only reason she would deviate from her scouting, waiting for what he guessed was her family to return. Any attempt the crew made to interact with her was promptly shut down as his sons simply found themselves making empty conversations with someone who would never answer; extended attempts at conversation or trying to get words out of her would only end in her walking away, placing herself in a different post and resuming her search.

“Marco,” he rumbled, glancing down at first mate, who let out a quiet hum in acknowledgment of the call as he continued to browse his father’s latest changes in health.

“How is she?”

This gets the Doctor’s attention as he moves from the papers in his hands to the girl sitting at the ship’s bow.

“Thatch, when did she eat last?”

“Ah, the last time I noticed something missing from the food I brought her was a week ago; it was less than a bite, though.”

Marco takes a minute to get the information and take in the child’s current state.

“If she keeps this up, she won’t make it another month; her body is barely hanging on as it is from the starvation, dehydration, and sun poisoning she has been taking. I would be surprised if she made it that long.”

“We have given her enough space and time; it’s time we talk whether she wants to or not,” he states, slowly standing up.

Dokucha is quick to notice the overwhelming presence of the Captain behind her.

“You have to stop, brat”

A single glance from the young girl was all the man got in response to his statement before she stood up to change her position, only to be stopped by Thatch.

“Sorry, not this time, sweets.”

She glared up at him at his words, ignoring the way he winced.

“Geez, ray of sunshine aren’tcha”

“Move.”

“you’re bossy for someone who Is stowing away in our ship,” Marco stated.

“I didn’t ask to be a stowaway; my parents are coming back.”

“No.”

“They are,” she voiced, looking up at the huge man.

“They aren’t coming; your parents are not coming back.”

“You are wrong.”

“I’m sorry; it has been over a month since your parents left you behind,” Izou stated, stepping closer to the girl.

“They didn’t.”

“Then why haven’t they come back?”

“They are restocking supplies; that’s why they are taking so long,” she reasoned, glaring at the gun user.

“Sweets...” Thatch trailed off, a frown on his face at her stubbornness

“You are all liars. I won’t fall for your lies; my parents are coming back.”

Whitebeard closes his eyes, sighing; they are unlikely to get anywhere with the way it was going. He has many sons, and none were free from pain and anguish. They often turned to denial to ground themselves from people’s cruelty, so he has become adept at reaching such people.

“Leave us,” he ordered, opening his eyes.

“Pops?

“Go to your posts.”

“Aye, aye, Sir”

Dokucha watched the commanders slowly retire from the bow, some lingering for a while longer until they finally gave in to their Captain’s orders and left the two alone.

Dokucha said nothing as she simply sat back down in her original spot, ignoring the presence of the yonko

“You already know they are not coming back,” he rumbled, looking down at her small figure.

“You’re wrong,” she repeated.

“There is nothing wrong with you.”

“What are you talking about, you old man?”

“You’re parents abandoned you because they are a bunch of bastards who can’t take responsibility. It’s not because there is something wrong with you.” He stated, raising a brow when she did not respond

“They are coming back,” she finally stated, continuing her words before Whitebeard had a chance to tell her off.

“I was good; I helped them find the best treasure. I had a hard time finding some for a while, but I’m really good at it, so they will come back,” she stated, a crack to her otherwise emotionless facade beginning to shine through.

“I’m useful, so they will come back. They have to,” she muttered, her voice filling with emotions the more she went on in her tangent.

“They won’t.”

“No..No, I can find the treasure, so you just need to find them again so I can tell them,” she replied, rubbing her eyes.

He frowned, kneeling down and taking hold of the girl.

“That’s enough.”

“No, I c-

“Enough,” he repeated louder.

“If your parents loved you only when you found treasure for them, then they only loved the treasure you found for them.”

“I don’t care! They praised me if I found treasure, which made me happy; they loved me if I found treasure, and that made me happy,” she cried.

“Let me go! Let me go!” she hollered, struggling against his half.

“Stop that,” he growled.

“Did she fall asleep?” Ace asked, approaching the two hours later

“Damn brat was screaming and crying for two hours before she finally gave in to exhaustion,” WHitebeard grumbled.

“Is she going to be okay?”

Whitebeard glanced at his youngest son, stopping for a minute to think.

“It will be a while before she is okay; just like all of you, she has to deal with her trauma slowly. Just hope she’s not like you and goes on assassination attempts.”

“Come on, Pops, stop bringing it up; it’s embarrassing,” the young man replied with a frown, this one only growing as his father just let out a massive laugh.

Okay I ‘ll give you a hint, this one is really general, maybe if you ask I can give another hint but they are marines, technically I have given you two hints, I have never written them before and they are marines any guesses?

Taglist:

@imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

[veryberryjelly]

Karaoke time: tis the damn season, remus lupin

remus lupin x fem!reader

tis the damn season - taylor swift ( i love this song so much, stop- )

𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝟏𝐊 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

coming home during summer break was definitely not your favourite time of the year. you much preferred to stay up at university but you hadn't been home since christmas and you were only supposed to spend a few weeks there before going away with your friends.

you were certain that your mum had informed her friends of your return home, which in turn informed the entire town.

you were from a small town of gossips. everyone knew everyone and knew everything about everyone.

sometimes you just wanted to do something without the entire town knowing about it.

but you had never been granted that courtesy.

it got a million times worse when you started dating.

you learnt very quickly it was impossible to date in that town so you settled for only meeting people at university.

though that failed miserably.

until one christmas break during your second year at uni, you had met remus. a boy your age who had gone to a boarding school, which was why you never met him until he went off to uni and started going home for the holidays.

you had spent a lot of nights together during that winter break.

it was something amazing, but only for a few weeks. and you both knew and accepted that.

that didnt make it any easier to leave for uni every break.

but you relished the time you spent together.

you knew he was home for the summer, and while you hadn't made any plans, you both knew you were going to spend a lot of time together.

you spent your first day at home with your parents, but the next morning you met up with remus at a cafe in the centre of town.

the moment he walked through the door you were up out of your seat and it was as though you had never left eachother.

your day was spent wandering around town, more often than not with a coffee in your hand, catching up on what had been going on over the last 6 months.

you didnt talk much when you were both at school. the occasional message about when you would be coming back home, but not much information was exchanged.

you learnt that remus was currently at the top of his class, which earned him a muffin from you.

and when you told him you had been accepted for a job when you got out of school, he bought you a toasted sandwich.

you were shocked you didnt run out of things to say to him, but you didnt, eventually ending up back at his house while his parents went to a movie.

it was no surprise that you ended up making out on the sofa while a movie played on the tv.

the film had been bought with the full intention of watching it, but when you sat curled up in remus' side, he couldn't resist.

" i missed you " he whispered between touches of your lips

three simple words which sent alarm bells through your body, causing you to pull away from him.

you missed him too.

but you thought it was mutually agreed that you never talked about the prospect of seeing eachother more.

that you enjoyed the time you had and never spoke about it.

" i don't know what you expect me to say..."

" i mean, i kind of hoped you would say you missed me too "

" what are you doing, rem ? you know this would never work with us. "

" why not ? " he countered, growing slightly more passionate about the subject. " people make this work all the time. i could come visit you at school, we could meet half way...i just- i can't find anyone that makes me feel as.. alive as you do "

his words caused a burning to grow behind your eyes, which you tried to hide by ducking your head to avoid his gaze.

but he wasnt having it.

he lifted his hand to tilt your head up with his thumb and forefinger, delicately wiping away the tears from your cheek.

" why dont you want this ? " he questioned again, his voice soft.

" because i dont want to make you miserable. " you started, unable to stop the free flow of tears down your cheeks.

" i can't keep people close to me without ruining them. it's why i dont come home, it's why i dont have any friends at uni. its why i look forward to seeing you so much because i know i dont have enough time to ruin you. you are the only perfect thing in my life and i dont want to lose that " you rambled.

remus said nothing, instead choosing to wrap his strong arms around you and pull you close to his chest.

that broke you completely.

you let a damn break and the only thing holding you together was remus' arms wrapped tightly around you.

So we could call it even You could call me babe for the weekend 'Tis the damn season, write this down I'm stayin' at my parents' house And the road not taken looks real good now And it always leads to you in my hometown

[dramioneasks]

HP FESTS: Dramione Month (Part 9)

Dramione Month 2024:

Sub Rosa by EmmaLouiseFanfiction - T, one-shot - A ministry approved marriage was the last thing Hermione wanted. And the last thing the Wizarding World needed. And her fiancé agreed. While the Wizarding World descends into marriage law madness, Hermione Granger faces a different foe.

Claiming His Wife by Hyemi_28 - M, one-shot - After his trial Draco Malfoy left England and he studied abroad for three years. He returned home and his lawyer remineded him about his marriage anniversary, because he signed a contract marriage before he left the country. After his first shock, he visited his wife's apartment, but he found there another man...

Through his eyes by HCB123 - G, one-shot - Hermione wants to learn legillimency - of course she does. Draco teaches her but accidentally lets her see something he didnt mean for her to.

Potions Class Interlude by saneasluna - E, one-shot - If *he* was on rounds with Granger, he would tease her about her hair and her hand-raising in class, ending his quips with little smirks or glances at her figure. That was the proper way to flirt with a witch like Granger. At the end of the night, before they finished off the rounds, he’d corner her in an alcove, whisper in her ear… OR An exhausted, beleaguered sixth year Draco idly daydreams about a certain bookish witch in potions class.

Unforgivable by TheDarkFaerie - M, one-shot - no summary

Hidden corners by HCB123 - G, one-shot - Draco Malfoy is skipping lunch and staying out of sight. Where could he be hiding?

Sectumsempra by HCB123 - G, one-shot - While supervising Malfoy in the infirmary, Hermione sees his scars. Surely they cant all be from one curse.

Legilimency Lessons by Nomdeplume16 - G, one-shot - Hermione Granger wants to perfect her legilimency, and Harry Potter knows just the person to teach her. What could go wrong? What could go right?

Not The Standard Size by Zeebee3 - E, one-shot - “I don’t fit in the standard size,” he tried. Was it possible to die from mortification? Perhaps if he was lucky, he’d pass out from the lack of oxygen being sent to his brain, what with how much blood was currently being routed to his cheeks and…elsewhere. After a moment, the coin dropped. Her eyes went wide, then snapped to his trousers. “Oh.” --- Or when colleagues Draco and Hermione are put in the same hotel room and Hermione can't help being nosy.

The Search by Serpent_Sortia - M, one-shot - He started with the only leads he had. She’d been missing for two weeks. Two agonising weeks without any word or sign from her.

Half in Dark by galaxy_skies - T, one-shot - The first time is sort of an accident. Hermione had tossed and turned in her sleep and woken him up – and she’d been crying – and he’d been exhausted from practising and the spell had left his lips before he could bite the word back down.

Legilimens by Hyemi_28 - M, one-shot - The sixth year students learn the Legilimency spell, when Hermione saw something in Draco's mind, that she shouldn't seen it...

casting a patronus 101 by greenappletheory - M, one-shot - Draco teaches Hermione how to cast a patronus.

granger, what have you done? by greenappletheory - M, one-shot - The one where Hermione obliviates herself in order to save Draco from the Dark Lord.

Nostalgia by galaxy_skies - T, one-shot - How could she pack up a life and store it in a neat little beaded bag? Hermione had cast the charm to expand its limits – bigger on the inside like her parents’ old favourite television show – but what should she take? What should she leave behind? What would she miss the most if she never saw it again? If her house were razed to the ground? She hesitates for a long minute, caught in her own indecision. She reaches for the photo book – flips through it as she deliberates, the pulse of fear strumming in her veins.

Expecto Patronum by WitchyWander - M, one-shot - "Now what vexes you, my love?" "I want you to teach me," he began, “…how to make a patronus." Hermione looked up at him then, confusion forming in her bro ws. "But husband mine, you already can-" He shook his head, stopping her words immediately. "Yes, but I want to be able to produce one just like yours, not wisps of insignificance."

The Sun & Moon by galaxy_skies - T, one-shot - The pain in Draco’s chest wakes him. Deep lacerations that Snape had attempted to heal – that Pomfrey had blanched over – that feel as though they’re still bleeding under the thick bandages. He squeezes his eyes shut and tries not to grimace too deeply, tries not to move lest it causes another wave of agony.

To Cross a Line by thedarkalchemistx - G, one-shot - Blaise Zabini knows a secret. Hermione Granger smirks. Draco Malfoy thinks he's clever.

Sectumsempra by Hyemi_28 - M, one-shot - After years of the war, Draco works as an auror. When he wouded on a mission, he apparated to the Grimmauld Place to ask for help, but he found there only his old, swotty ex-enemy... Hermione healed him and suddenly she allows her long burried feelings and desires...

Nightlights by galaxy_skies - T, one-shot - When she gets back to her seat, Draco Malfoy is pawing through her bag like he owns it. He looks up – for a moment guilt streaks across his features before he tamps it down with a sneer – and tosses her nightlight in his hands. “Rocks, Granger? No wonder you always look so weighed down by your bag.”

Sentience by JessicaLovejoyAO3 - M, one-shot - Having lived for years abroad in Australia, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy find their respective war wounds still bother them. They decide to stop running and return to Malfoy Manor one more time as an attempt to truly put the war behind them. Mind the tags. [WARNINGS: Character Death]

Finite Incantem by saneasluna - G, one-shot - To her alarm, the brain diagnostic showed an effect similar to what one would see for a spell like the Imperius Curse. It was much weaker than an Imperius, but she could still see the tell-tale signs of relaxed brain activity and focusing of impulses on one thought. Hermione suspected runework had been involved in the development of this potion, focusing attention on a specific individual and the need to be near them. This, combined with the bodily effects of infatuation, would create a weaker effect than Amortentia, but the state of infatuation would feel more real, and when looking back, would feel like a real interest in the object of affection. — or — Healer Hermione Granger is treating Draco Malfoy after he’s accidentally dosed with a love potion - and the potion is making him think he’s in love with her. Blushing, fluff, chaos ensues.

Darkness by HCB123 - G, one-shot - Hermione begrudgingly tollerates Draco Malfoy returning to Hogwarts after the war, but what happens when a wall of dementors descend upon Hogsmeade as they exit the Hogwarts Express.

A Warning by RavenclawViking - T, one-shot - In the summer before seventh year, Hermione receives a warning.

[danfengfan]

virtual love ; prologue

synopsis : two high school students grew up studying as middle schoolers. although it doesnt seem like they ended on good terms

you tap your pencil on your japanese dictionary as you tried racking your brain for ideas

“愛してる… what else ends in てる?”

you sigh as you scrap your unfinished plan. your japanese teacher had asked you and several other students to create a poem about love in japanese. you knew you made decent poems but youve never attempted making any in said language. luckily your parents allowed you to stay at the library after school for a longer time so you can work more proficiently

you started to get lost in your head, staring blankly at the swarm of people. that was until a boy around your age comes up to your table

“may i sit here? i need to complete an essay”

you stared up with an absent mind at the boy, enjoying how soft his voice was until you realized he asked you something. you scrambled to organize some of the papers that were messily scattered around the small round table

“of course”

you accidentally squeak as you speak, a barley visible blush on your face as you tried to smile. you probably looked like a mess but the young boy didnt seem to mind it as he sat down in a steady manner

once the boy was seated, you tried to continue where you left off. you looked at the dictionary placed in front of you, almost taunting you, before looking up again. the boy had fluffy dark hair, a nice shade of blue makes up his eyes, perhaps he was in a rush this morning with how his hair fell in front of his face, the way you can see knots and tangles in his hair

thats when you notice it. hey, isnt that the uniform for your school? you look down and compare the two, and they were in fact (mostly) identical. you took a breath in before asking,

"hey, dont we go to the same school?"

you could feel your voice shake as you spoke each word, successfully catching the attention of the boy in front of you

"i believe so. youre in 7年级, right?"

"yeah i am"

"im a year older than you then, 8年级"

you start to feel yourself heat up with embarrassment. you werent exactly sure why but you had a guess. you closed your eyes to avoid eye contact with the stranger in front of you

"ohh, i see. thats nice"

you nod your head, soft smile on your face. dan heng only smile back before seemingly returning back to his book. you feel words get stuck on your tongue as you long to talk to the boy more but you simply left the conversation at that and went back to your poem. you have a faint idea in your head from your new interaction but before you could do anything, the dark-haired boy in front of you spoke up

“私は丹恒です”

“huh?”

“私の名前は丹恒です. あなたの名前は何ですか?”

“私の名前は...(name) です, よろしくお願い します”

“非常好”

“谢谢! did you also take japanese?”

your eyes sparkled as you continued to converse with dan heng. now that you knew his name, the air seeming to become more relaxed around you two

“yeah, last year”

dan heng nodded his head, seemingly bashful as his cheeks get coated with a very light pink. the tension between you two gets a lot less awkward as you two settle into a comfortable silence. well, as much you two could get in a crowded library

you softly turn the pages of your book as you let the words run free from your head to the paper. you knew you were being a bit delusional writing any sort of romance story between you and dan heng, a boy you literally met that day, but you cant help but silently laugh as you reread your poem

and just like that the days passed so quickly. dan heng and you still sat down together, even if the library had free seats. even if you guys didnt talk often, you still sat together. it felt like you only knew dan heng a week when it finally hit your one year anniversary

and the next year… and the year after, and as much as you would like to say the year after you cant. theres a bitter feeling in your mouth if you even try to mention it

you were just sitting, innocently waiting for dan heng to arrive, a gift on the table just for him. your eyes lit up as you saw his figure

“happy 3rd year anniversary”

you chirp, a wide smile on your face. your smile was never reciprocated as dan heng spoke up

“im leaving.. tomorrow. if i can, i might see you before i leave”

dan heng quietly tells you, his voice deep with a plethora of guilt and sadness. your smile immediately falters as you look at him with a hopeless smile

“youre kidding? right?”

“no, im not. its… family issues”

you just sigh as you nod your head in defeat

“well, open your gift. least we can do is have a nice day together”

dan heng chuckles at your attempt to lighten the mood. he places his gift on the table before he takes yours, opening it to find a small keychain, in the shape of a spear. dan heng smiles before looking at you with anticipation. at first you were confused before you realized he was waiting for you to open the gift

you blush in embarrassment before grabbing the box, opening it with excitement. you were so curious what dan heng got for you this year, he was always do attentive

this year proved it even more. dan heng had gotten you your own phone, set with a little dragon phone charm. you werent sure why he got you a dragon charm to match but you were still very grateful. how could you ever repay him back?

“ah, this is too much… i cant possibly have it”

“no, no, i insist. take it, you deserve it”

you bashfully nod your head, knowing you could never win against dan heng in these kind of battles

the next day, you didnt expect dan heng to meet you, but he did. except he was different. you almost contemplating not coming but you were glad as you cheerfully greet him, almost crying of relief. you knew dan heng would leave after but you were clutching onto any last scrap of hope that dan heng will still be there the next day

“id like to deliver a message. how about you back off, kay? id say i hate you so thanks”

‘dan heng’ told you brusquely, a fake smile on his face as his eyes closed. it didnt take long for them to open again as he gracefully walks out of the library

you were sat frozen, unsure what he meant. back off? huh? he hates you. was dan heng just leading you on? you dwell on his words, your pen shaking ever so slightly in your hand as you slightly tremble at the thought

and all these thoughts run in your head aided in your tears. the warm liquid flowing down your cheeks seemingly invisible to you. it wasnt until the librarian came up and asked if you were okay. you did your best to answer without a voice-crack

“yeah, yeah, im… okay”

the librarian looked at you suspiciously before nodding their head and leaving back to their post. it didnt take you long before you put back all your books and left the library, vowing to never get tricked like that again, vowing to never fall in love so easily again.

really you wouldnt have minded falling in love with someone. as long as it wasnt dan heng

dictionary (includes japanese + mandarin)

ᵎᵎ im still learning japanese and my mandarin is rusty, please correct me if anything is incorrect

愛してる (aishiteru) : i love you

╰┈➤ てる (teru) isnt supposed to mean anything here, just as something to rhyme

7年级 qī nián jí : 7th grade

╰┈➤ first year of middle school in china

8年级 bā nián jí : 8th grade

╰┈➤ second year of middle school in china

私は丹恒です (watashi wa dan heng desu) : i am dan heng

╰┈➤ im not exactly sure if 丹 would ne perceived as dan still (＞﹏＜)

私の名前は丹恒です. あなたの名前は何ですか? (watashi no namae wa dan heng desu. anata no namae wa nandesuka?) : my name is dan heng. what is your name?

私の名前は...(name) です, よろしくお願い します (watashi no namae wa... (name) desu, yorushiku onegai shimasu) : my name is... (name), its nice to meet you

╰┈➤ replace (name) with your name

非常好 (fēi cháng hǎo) : good job

谢谢 (xiè xiè) : thank you

𖦹 s.list // m.list

𖦹 next // previous

[theratfromthesewer]

You make me feel safe Sirius Black x Y/n

! This is my first fanfic ever, so please be nice. And also English is not my first Language so I'm sorry if there are mistakes !!

Sumary: Sirius has just ran away from the grimmauld place, but the Potters are not at home Pairings: Sirius B. x Reader + a little bit of James x Lily

Readers pronouns are not mentioned

! The characters in this FANFIC are NOT mine, and neighter is the gif :) !

It was about a month since the summer holidays started.

Your parents left last week for vacation so you were left home alone.

However it wasnt much of a summer. For the past week it had been raining nonstop..

This night wasnt much different…the wind only got stronger and the sky darker.

There was a storm coming and you could feel it.

You often experience headaches whn theres a storm so you made yourself some tea.

As you were putting some honey in it you suddenly heard…barking?

It wasn't uncommon to hear barking in your neighborhood, since a lot of your neighbors had dogs..

You were just suprised someone left their dog out during a storm.

Perhaps it was just a stray dog?..

You decided to ignore the barking.

…That was until you heard scratches on your front door..

You quickly put everything down and rushed to the door.

When you opened it a big black dog bursted into your house.

It didnt go very far in tho..only a few steps in..

You could only stare at the drenched dog, as he was laying on your floor..

And then he turned into…a human? And on top of that none other than your almost a year long crush... Sirius Black..

What was going on?...

Now.. you and the Marauders were pretty close. After your bestfriend Lily started hanging out with them, because of her very obvious crush on none other than James Potter, and she dragged you along.

You mostly talked with Remus, since he seemed like the only one to have some common sense (not like he wasn't a prankster, but he was smart enough to not get caught..most of the time)

You also knew about his little “furry problem” and about what his friends did for him..

Along with Siriuss problems at home, and that he would often just go to Potter's house…so that was what surprised you.

Why wasn't he at Potters?

Why was he here?

The sudden movement of him sitting up made you stop what you were thinking..

You could only stare at him as he was shivering on your floor..he looked pretty beat up…

He was definitely hit with some dark curse...You were sure..

As your eyes made its way from his drenched blouse that was exposing his naked torso.. you made eye contact

“..Y/n…” He muttered quietly, his chocolate brown eyes starting to water. 

You didn't respond. 

You didn't know what to say.

You didn't even know what was going on (But you had a pretty good guess)  

The only thing you actually knew... was that he needed comfort...From you.

You quickly bent down, bringing him in for a hug.

His hands were gripping onto your back..like you were gonna disappear any second..as he loudly sobbed into your shoulder.

After a while, his grip on your back loosened.

His hands weakly fell to rest on your hips, as the sobbing got only more and more quiet..

“I'm sorry...” He mumbled while bringing his head up to look at you.

“Its okay..” You said, your hand moving up to cup his cheek as you stared into his now red and puffy eyes lovingly.

He completely melted into your touch, his eyes starting to water again. He moved one of his hand from your hips to cup your hand on his cheek. You both stared at each other lovingly..

“Do you want to take a hot bath, so you don't get cold?” You asked with a little smile. He just gave you a simple nod and weakly returned little smile.

You turned on the hot water in your bathroom, meanwhile Sirius only quietly stood there and stared at you

“I'm going to get you some clothes from my dads closet okay?”

You said and he just nod his head.

When you returned with the clothes in a new shirt yourself, since it got wet downstairs. Sirius was already naked in the bathtub, staring at the wall.

“I'm going to make us some hot tea alright?” You've put the clothes down and  made your way to the door.

“Please stay..”  He said quietly. You would hate yourself if you just left, so you sat down on the floor next to him.

He closed his eyes and rested his head on the wall next to him.

Your eyes drifted from his face to his hair. The hair that he would always give extra hair to, always keeping it clean and untangled now looked like a wet mess.

“Do you want me to wash your hair?” You softly asked without thinking. When you realized what you just asked him, you turned into a red mess, cursing yourself for asking such a weird question.

He turned to look at you, a little blush also creeping onto his cheeks. “Yes please” He smiled at you, closing his eyes.

So you began to work. 

Your slim hands massaging his scalp slowly with shampoo.

And soon enough, his hair wasn't a mess anymore. Congrats!!

After that he got out of the bathtub, you only turning around so he could put on some clothes.

You've made your ways to the kitchen and finished making tea, pouring both of you a cup. Meanwhile he was sitting on a chair quietly observing you.

Then you moved to the living room on the sofa, which was the warmest place in the house currently since you were facing the fireplace.

You sat down and wrapped yourselves with some blankets

He put his legs up on the sofa so he could lay down and rested his head on your shoulder.

“Thank you Y/n..” He mumbled sleepily. ”It's not a problem, i'm here for you.” You said as your eyes started to feel heavy.

“I love you” was the last thing you heard from him asi you were falling asleep.

                                           One.

                                          Two..

                                         Three…

…And there you were both fell asleep on the sofa in each others arms.

[cutecherrygirl]

Minho imagine

Cat snuggles + Minho cuddles

Warnings: fluff, Minhos cats, cuddles, slightly suggestive

Srmary: Minho and you have been dating for long time but he never got a chance to Introduce you to his beloved cats and so today ist that day.

There was a small problem. Well maybe not so small. Well, Minho had invited you over to meet his cats for the first time. You two had been dating for a year now and he thought it was about time . The cats were at his parents house, and sense they had already met you, they were out of town for a week. Now the problem was that they absolutely loved you.

Ever since you walked in and Minho introduced you to Soongi, Dori and Doongi they have been all over you. Now technically that was a good thing, but he also invited you over so you two can spend some time together. You were going to order Pizza and have some Ice cream afterwards, but as he glanced over to the living room he saw the girl he adored more than anything...playing with his cats.

As much as he loved being in Stray kids, it meant that you two couldn't be with each other as much as you wanted to. He also couldn't be with you out in public. He has snuck you into his dorm before and all the guys know you, but who could really blame him for wanting you all to himself.

Now the only thing standing, well technically lying, in his way were hia fur babies.

As he stood, with his elbows resting on the kitchen counter, he looked over at the couch. You had dozed off, with Soongi on your lap, Doongi on your chest, and Dori in between them ( I WANT). He felt a strange feeling of jealousy...for his cats.

You haven't kissed, hugged or cuddles him since you walked through the door. To be completely honest, he was tired of it. So he started plotting a way to get his girlfriend away from his cats. After few minutes of deliberating of what he should do, he finally got an idea.

He stalked his way over to you, his socks sliding over the floor. Once he gpt to the couch he gently sat down and pulled the cats off you. It took some effort and he may or may not have been left with few scratches on his hand. Once at your side he took a deep breath. "This is the only way.." he whispered with a sly smirk on his face.

He pressed his lips on yours gently and looked at you lovingly. When he realized that won't wake you up he decided to let his Cat side slide in and gently licked your cheek.

It was warm...and slightly wet!? You weren't sure what it was, and as you slowly opened your eyes you saw the culprit. Minho was sitting next to you, stating into your now open eyes. " Hello my Cheshire cat" you smirked at him.

"Hey kitten ~" A blush krept up on ur cheeks at the nickname. He moved forward nuzzled his face into your neck "I want some love too" he whined. A smile moved to your lips.

"Aww baby, are you jealous?" He sat up and looked at you longingly. His eyes piercing your soul.

"Maybe..." You laughed and opened your arms for hug, cause lets ne honest, theres nothing better than a Minho hug. Well, almost anything.

Instead of hugging you, he brought his hand to your cheek, "Y/N..I love you" you looked at him lovingly, your eyes traveling to his lips. He was looking at you too.

"Can I kiss you? " Youn smiled, no matter how many times you kissed, he always asked if you were okay with it. He wasn't nervous, he just didnt wanted to make you uncomfortable. You nodded.

He titled your head up slightly and brought his lips over to yours, his hands traveled to your waist pulling you even closer and your hand shifted to his neck. He ran his tongue slowly along your bottom lip asking, and you granted his request happily. His to tongue slipped into your mouth, the feeling of his tongue on yours never chased to amaze you.

You played with his hair at the base of his neck, and gave it a light tug. A deep growl came from Minhos throat, then you felt him smirk against your lips. Gently, he bit your bottom lip causing you to moan in return.

Eventually, you both needed to breath and you pulled away, "I love you too Minho~" you looked up at him smiling, "now come here." You opened your arms and Minho moved forward. Your arms wrapped around him, keeping him close. He nuzzled his face into your neck, occasionally kissing it lightly. He traveled upwards, planting small kisses along your jawline, chin and then back down to your neck.

"I dont think ill ever let my cats near you again," he mumbled. You kissed the top of his head and chuckled softly. The two of you stayed like that for awhile. Eventually, you both fell asleep.

A few hours later, you had reluctantly woken up to the sound of the front door closing. Your boyfriend, however wasn't there. With a sight you yawned and stretched your arms. Once you sat up you looked around. Just as you turned towards the door way, Minho walked in.

He was carrying boxes and a small bag. "Did I wake you? Im sorry." You smiled and shook your head.

Dont worry babe, what you git there?" You walked over to your boyfriend and kisses his cheek.

"Well..I didn't really feel like cooking so I went and pick up some pizza. And to make our plans for this evening come true I also bought some ice cream (whats your favourite Ice cream flavour?) And I've got some Cherries." Your eyes lit up with joy, Minho smiled at you " well sense its getting late, why dont yiu stay here for tonight?" He smirked playfully.

Well only if we can cuddle up on the couch and watch frozen" Minho nodded happily and placed the pizza boxes on the counter. He then suddenly picked you up and hugged you.

"I missed you so much, you know that? " You giggled softly before showering his face with soft kisses as you held into him.

"Ive missed you too baby " He smiled and pecked your lips as he sat you both on the couch and prepare the pizza and put ice scream into bowls. Then he turned the move on. You both shared each others ice cream and pizza. You had so much fun together and laughed at Olaf scenes, Minho didnt hesitate to sing Elsa song and bless your ears 🤭.

The cats had managed to get back on the couch, this time with the both of you. Thats where you remained until the next day.

^∆^

[sammysstolenbirks]

hello! im so excited to bring you...

silver storm

thank you to @cooperalert for the mood board and @alljsonn @cooperalert (again) and @period-stain69 for the playlist. this is my first time writing anything of this sort so have mercy but please send me any criticisms you have so i can continue to grow and maybe do more of this in the future :)

i have no idea how many parts it'll be, im just letting it flow out. it could be 10 or 100 but im so excited to write more.

WARNINGS

angst, sexual themes, swearing, mentions of mental health issues, use of substances

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Y/N POV

The same comforting feeling floods my body as I knock on the door of my closest friends house, Joshua. We'd been attached at the hip ever since that one fateful day i joined a theater summer camp in my hometown of Frankenmuth, Michigan. I was 9 years old, scared shitless, and looking for a corner to hide in, a empty table to sit at, or a vacant wall to lean on. I'd been home schooled since I was old enough for school and never really had any interaction with any kids my age. My parents noticed i had been suffering with anxiety, so they did everything they could to get me out of the house. homeschool clubs, youth groups, you name it and I was there. They finally felt hopeless enough and signed me up for the summer camp where I would spend 2 weeks "getting out of my comfort zone" they said. Right. The first day everyone sat on the field and i tried my best to create the biggest gap I could between me and the other kids. I was humming a song when i heard a sound that made my head turn. A small mini van did a hard turn onto the road next to the field and stoped abruptly. i could hear muffled arguing before a small curly headed boy of about 9 or 10 was shoved out of the van by a kid the same age, I would later learn was his twin brother, Jake. The small boy tripped over his feet slightly before composing himself and flashing the huggest smile that made me feel immediately at ease. It was like strange, i had no idea who this boy was, but I felt as though he had erased every nervous thought I had in my brain.

He made his way to the middle of the field where everyone was congregating, looking around for somewhere to sit. I caught myself looking at him far too long before i returned my gaze to the trees surrounding the area, trying my best to distract myself from the overlapping conversations happening. after a little while of getting lost in my thoughts, i heard a voice to the left of me. I turned my head to find the same curly headed boy i saw earlier. "Hey, I'm Josh, can I sit next to you?" I stared at him before nodding my head and watched him as he sat next to me, crossing his legs together. I tried to think of something to say but became frustrated with myself, as i didnt have any idea what to do. It's like he read my mind as he started again "what's your name?"

"Y/n."

He smiled at me and nods "it's nice to meet you. Wanna be friends?" He extended his hand out for me to shake it, which I thought was weird as I saw only grown ups doing it. Still, I smiled and gave him my hand, and from that first touch grew the first, and strongest friendship I would have with anyone else. We grew up doing everything together and even after he graduated and i was still in high school we hung out every single day. He's still living in Frankenmuth, working on his band and film. Josh and his twin turned 21 last month and I turned 18 a few days after him.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door creaking and opening wide. "Hey kid, come in I have everything set up." Josh says as he flashes me that same smile that made me tied to him all those years ago. I walk in, making sure to bump his shoulder as I walk by and laugh "I told you already stop calling me that"

"I'll stop calling you that when you grow three years older, how about that"

"Fuck off" I laughed at his ridiculous offer and plop myself on the couch. I see the popcorn on the table and our favorite movie, Labyrinth, paused and ready on the TV. We watch a movie every Friday night and haven't missed a night since we were young. Even when Josh broke his leg and was in the hospital, he made me come over and watch Madagascar, because it was the only thing on.

"Where's everyone else? It's strangly quiet." I ask him as he grabs drinks from the fridge

"Dads at business meeting which mom decided to tag along on, Ronnie's at her friends house, Sams upstairs, and Jake is with 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦 again" Josh says as he wiggles his eyebrows.

"Ah, I should've known. Why don't they just get married already? They've been together for what, 4 years now?"

"You're asking the wrong person, kid"

Josh chuckles as he puts the drinks on the table and takes his seat next to me and presses play on the remote. About 10 minutes in, I see him starting to doze off which makes me laugh as he has never made it through an entire movie in his life. he notices me laughing and punches me in the arm which makes me laugh even more.

I turn my focus back to the screen and watch for a good amount of time before I jump at the sound of a door swinging open upstairs. This makes Josh stir from his sleep as i see his brother come down the stairs.

Sam.

The youngest in the Kiszka family circus.

The most aggravating

My sworn enemy

And

My first kiss

I came to Josh's house for a party when i was a freshman and he was a junior. It had a decent amount of people, as far as high school parties go. I stuck with Josh and watched as Jake hung with his crowd, the band kids, and Sam hung with his, the asshole stoners. Fitting. The night went on pretty smoothly and we all found ourselves in the basement playing the most adolescent game known to man.

7 minutes in heaven

Everyone took their turns spinning the bottle and disappearing into the "love shack" as Josh called it. When it was my turn, I spun begrudgingly and my heart stopped as it landed on Sam. Long story short, we went to the closet, kissed once and ONLY once, and returned to the circle. Later on in the night, i was sitting on the couch as I heard Sam talking to his friends, trying to be quiet but failing miserably.

"So what happened in there man? Did she, you know" one friend says as he brings his mouth to his hand, mimicking what looked like he was shaking a salt shaker into his mouth.

Sams breath caught in his throat as he responded simply with a shurg and a smug grin. His friends began whooping and hollering, patting him on the back and laughing.

My jaw dropped to the floor as I saw the scene play out. I felt a deep wave of anxiety fall over me. Why didn't he correct them? What are they going to think of me? What is Josh going to think of me? My mind spiraled and spiraled untill only one emotion consumed me wholly.

Pure. Fucking. Rage.

Grabbing my drink, I got up from the couch, nearly knocking myself over with the amount of force used, made my way across the room to Sam and tapped on his shoulder, making him turn and throw on that same smug grin he had used just moments before. It quickly faded as I threw the contents of my cup directly into his face. He was livid.

And I was satisfied.

I tried my best to avoid interaction with him after that point, but we're in the same grade which makes it hard. Not to mention I'm over at their house basically daily with Josh.

I groan as I see the raven haired boy descend down the stairs which gets me a glare from him as he continues to the kitchen getting a glass of water. i ignore his presence as I check my phone. 11:07, shit. "Josh it's getting kinda late I have to get going"

He looks at me with his biggest puppy dog eyes "not yet y/n please we haven't finished the movie"

"You act as if we haven't seen it a million times" i say, letting out a chuckle.

He sees I'm not going to budge before nodding and getting up to walk me out. As I collect my things, i become aware of Sam's presence again, hearing him quietly laugh. I whip my head around to look at him, leaning against the fridge, his water in hand. "What's so funny?"

he returns my glare, his dark eyes piercing into mine, "oh nothing, you guys are just so pathetic. Watching the same movies over and over every single Friday. It's insane"

"Well lucky for you, you're not invited so you don't have to be 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦 with us" I say as I send him a fake smile.

"Thank god" He rolls his eyes.

Josh scoffs as he opens the door for me and on my way out I make sure to flip Sam off, an action which I'm sure he reciprocated, but I couldn't find myself to care enough to turn around and look.

Josh follows me to my car and stops me before I get in

"You know life would be so much easier of you both could get along. Maybe not even that, just acting... Civil?"

"He started it with that fucking comment. Who does he think he is?"

"He is kind of right, I mean you said it yourself, we have seen some of these a million times"

"Yeah but it's Sam, we can say that stuff, he can't"

Josh shakes his head and smiles softly "look, all I'm saying is maybe try to ignore him at least? Maybe if he sees you stop reacting, he'll stop, and we can all sing kumbaya and hold hands and all that shit" he laughs again and starts singing kumbaya.

I laugh at him and shove his shoulder. I accept his idea, I could never say no to him "yeah okay I'll try, but no way in hell I'm singing that"

"Worth a shot" he puts his hands in his pockets before gasping "oh I forgot to ask, is there a chance of you auditioning for the play this year" he says with a mischievous smirk.

"Aha. That's hilarious. Might actually be the funniest thing you've ever said" I say as I get in my car laughing dryly.

"Aw come on kid. It could be fun? Besides, guess who they asked to be assistant director" He says with a proud smile

"Jake?"

He laughs and playfully shoves me "Yeah basically. Seriously though I'm really excited. I was really upset i wouldn't have any more stressful opening nights, bittersweet closing nights, dress rehearsals that go until 10pm, last minute freak outs before you go on stage." he pauses for a moment smiling to himself "but now it's like I'm not leaving at all"

I smile at him and find myself admiring the way he's so passionate about theater. Some people were just born for it, and that's exactly what Josh was. Born for the spotlight. He always got the lead role, partially because no other guys auditioned, but mostly because he was the best actor that school had. And they knew it too. If Josh wasn't more passionate about his music, I could see him going on to Broadway and shining even brighter there. This town didn't deserve him. Hell, I don't deserve him. But somehow I got him, and he has me.

"Im really happy for you Josh, but I don't know if I even can audition. I don't even know what the play is to begin with"

He smiles at me and grabs my hand "Romeo and Juliet. It's one of my favorites so you have to audition for me, please? i would die from heartbreak if you didn't." he says fake crying.

I shake my head laughing at him "fine fine I'll give it a shot, but you have to help me out."

"But of course madam. You will have the best teacher," motioning to himself and bowing, "and you will take my place as star of the school"

"No one can outshine you Josh and you know it" I say as I laugh

He smiles warmly at me "thank you y/n but you know what? I think you can. It's just prevented by this" he says poking his finger on my temple. "Thats why I'm here. To support you and make sure you know you can do anything you put your mind to."

I can't help but look at him lovingly before getting out of my car to wrap my arms around him and hug him tightly, almost as if he was being pulled away. He rests his chin on my head and copies my action. We stay like this for a minute before i finally let go, realizing im really late. "I love you Josh thank you."

"I love you too kid" he says as he smiles

"So I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow then? Or are you helping from home?"

"No, yeah I'll be there tomorrow." He smiles "get home safe and save me a seat at lunch, it'll be just like old times"

"Always Josh" i say, flashing him smile before getting in my car and begin driving home. My mind races between the new stress of auditioning, and the old stress of Sam as I finally pull into my driveway. I open the door to my house to find it completely silent. my parents must've gone to bed. I take off my shoes and climb the stairs before closing myself in my room for the night. And as I doze off, i remember Josh's words which give me comfort and more admiration for the curly headed boy, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰.

JOSH POV

I watch as y/n drives away before walking back inside to see sam in the same position as before. I take my shoes off as I start to speak "you know-"

"I really don't have the energy for a lecture from you josh" sam says rolling his eyes.

I finish taking off my shoes and walk to the stairs, giving up on the conversation before i even try to start it "yeah apparently you don't have manners either. I would suggest trying to get some before you go too far one day and make me lose her."

"Yeah right, like you guys would ever spend a moment apart" Sam says scoffing.

"You sound jealous Sammy" I chuckle

"Shut the fuck up" sam says as he slams his glass in the sink and pushes passed me, speeding to his room and slamming the door. I can't help but laugh at his childish display. I make my way to my room and have no energy to change, so I just climb into bed. I scroll through Instagram for a bit before deciding it's time for bed, but quickly shoot a text to y/n

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲/𝐧, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐢𝐭'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧 :) 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 🙃😚

𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟏����:𝟒𝟑

I close my phone and set it on my table before closing my eyes and drifting off.

part two sometime soon :)

sorry it's a little short but like i said this is my first fic so i think it's a good start

don't worry it'll get spicier 🤭

[icyberrydoesthat]

reasons why i think my parents pissed off a fairy before i was born (why i think im cursed)

cursed pieces of media always seem to find me

im not exaggerating when i say ive seen more than my fair share of fucked up stuff. it always seems to land on my cellular device or my piece of paper. ill be simply enjoying a show or consuming a book as one does and the most heinous thing will happen and ill be expected to just carry on. and now i do just that, i keep calm and carry on. more specifically theres one topic that seems to pop up a lot (tw!!) incest.....now now you may be thinking "what!? incest....id drop whatever it was and go reconnect with nature...weirdo" now now lets not jump to conclusions, 9/10 that movie/book/manga/whatever is actually really good (the other 1/10 lands you in therapy) and the incest or whatever never progresses the plot at all, but is a big enough plotwist to give me whiplash. and dont you worry, ive got an example. last year, i needed a book so i went to my schools library with a friend. about 10 mins of searching resulted in no book i felt inclined to read....until my friend gasps, a book in her hands..."Shadowhunters"?? i had never heard of it but apparently it was a big part of her childhood, something that soothed the gaping hole Twilight left...okay ill read i said. reading the first few chapters was great, i could practically smell an enemies to lovers and the big mystery of who and where mc's brother is was lingering in the back, my type of book i thought happily. little did i know....mc and ml were infact revealed to be siblings......i dropped my book. i had already thought it was weird that ml's adoptive brother had a crush on him but that gets crushed quick and now this...? now you may be thinking isnt it illegal or sum to promote incest..? and yes u are right, so you can imagine my deep sense of relief i felt when mc and ml were infact not related... because i didnt know how much more i could take of the ml yearning for his literal sister..(he was relentless...). but it doesnt stop there, for all you sickos out there, the author still managed to weasel some incest in. when the ml and mc are still believed to be siblings by them and everyone, another ml enters, this boy is perfect, maybe even a better fit for mc, girl is feeling it too. turns out this second guy is none other than.....her brother !! shocked you didnt it...(hes completely sick and knows the entire time....he wants his sister). but dont worry guys other than that, Shadowhunters is really good, character development? chefs kiss. i luv isabelle.

all my pens perish

im not exaggerating when i say i probably go through 6 pens a week, either they explode in my school blazer, completely new pens dry out in my pencil case, snap or most common cause, i lose them. i try pencil and the lead snaps in the middle so now matter how much i sharpen it, it will never be useful again. this is a cry for help, any stationary reccs??

i lose everything all the time

would you believe me if i said ive lost my keys a total of 5 times this year? well dont. because ive lost them 7 times and only 3 of the times have they been returned. im a regular at the keymaker.... how many of you can you say that??? i hope none, i wouldnt wish this on my worst enemy. i think this 'losing stuff' thing ties in rather nicely into my fish memory too, im pretty convinced ive got a rare amnesia that hasnt been discovered yet. its almost impossible, scratch that, it is impossible for me to remember everything for school the next day, ill always forget at least one thing. my friends will try referencing a supposedly funny/memorable thing that happened and ill just stare. theyll stare back and then do everything in their power to try to make me remember...nothing works.

my friends always have the same crushes as me

you may be thinking, well thats kind of normal for a group of girls that hang around eachother to have the same taste in people and i i thought so too, until it was such a regular thing i just stopped telling them about my crushes. i do have a story, start scene-its the end of a history lesson and im really happy, its been good lesson and i love history. im abit tired because its P5, the end of the day, for that reason, im lagging just a little, i leave my book usually at school because ive got two and my bag doesnt need any added weight . as im packing, a boy, a desk away from mine, walks over and takes my book to the cabinet, some thing he really did not need to do. and i don't know why but i guess im attracted to people being nice, even if it was just a decent human being doing just decent things... the next day, i realise i do want this boy, sadly. i had noticed him before, hes the kind of pretty that doesnt need to exist in a boy but if it does, he unfortunately becomes an object of envy. long lashes, blonde hair, droopy kinda eyes that make him look sleepy all the time. we had just never talked, seeing as we never had reason to. the next day, in a maths lesson, my friend says, "hey don't you think so and so is cute..." as shocked as i was, partly because this friend had been gushing about a different boy an hour ago and partly because it had happened again, i think i played the "really? maybe if i squint really hard he's meh" role really well....long story short, they're dating now....

now youve read my reasoning, there are more...but i just cant remember, i just know you see what i mean. my parents deffo pissed off some magical being and in return it cursed their firstborn daughter.

xoxo

A

ps: this is actually my second time re writing this because i accidentally deleted but the world just needed to know...ty for reading to the end <3

[skyechild]

Pain in love

𖤐 pairing: life!Siyeon x death!Fem!reader (f/f) 𖤐 genre: angst no fluff whatsoever 𖤐 warnings: death mentions 𖤐 wc: 800 𖤐trope/au: life/death au, f2l, somewhat already established 𖤐 summary: Life and death were not supposed to meet, or even be friends. anything you touch dies, anything Siyeon touches is given life. You just hate that you cant touch her. It made you want to cry. The girl that you loved...you couldnt touch her. 𖤐 notes: yes i know its short but what can i do? 𖤐Tags: @cultofdionysusnet / @spooo00oky / @stravvberrymilksan

You were death, coming to collect the dying who didn't have the possibility or strength to fight any longer. You came to collect their souls and carry them over. You could only touch the dead. Anything living would rot again from the inside out.

Siyeon was life, pressing against hopeful parents stomach to give them a wish they asked for. When she touched a dying flower it bloomed again, when someone had the strength to fight for even a little bit longer and some hope, she would give them that tiny bit of life.

You supposed it was fair enough. She was there at the beginning of life, you were at the end. Never to meet. Maybe it would have been easier if you had never met. But the thought hurts. You were too scared to touch her. What if your touch killed her? You hadn't touched anyone, and you didn't want to start with her.

Her smile lit up the room, yours dimmed the room, a sense of foreboding taking over. Her skin had life in it, a beautiful slight tan in it. Your skin was ashy grey, it was unsightly, ugly. You were the complete opposites. You didn't let her touch you, scared something would happen if she did.

You had met by mistake. Both of you sent to the same person. Her there to give them more life, you there to take life. You both froze at the sight of each other. It had been quiet for moment before Siyeon had moved forwards towards the person that you had spoken up. "Its his time." You had warned and she had looked down at him then back to you. "He can still fight left in him." You had shook your head. "Life, youve given him too much time." You had confessed. "He is exhausted, youve extended it too long." You had murmured and she looked at you, eyes glossy.

Siyeon hated when she had let let people go, not give them that boost that she could. But she knew you were right, the usual look they had when she first came to give people just a few days or a week left was gone. He was skin and bones. He had no muscle of fat left. "He is in pain." You had moved forward as well, by her side now. "But you can wake his family up." You had soothed her, itching to wipe away her tears.

That was how you both met. It was bittersweet. You taking a life and her not being able to help. You had to escort her out to sit down, taking a seat next to her.

"Y/n?" You were taken out of your thoughts at the call of your name. Looking up at the girl you smiled fondly. "Hello." You whispered, she smiled softly. She never minded the sense of foreboding whenever you smiled. "How are you?" You question and her smile grows. "Ive been wonderful!" She motioned towards you, returning the question. "Im the best as i can be." You smile fell a bit. The best anyone can be when taking lives. You meant and she knew it.

You both had known each other for a few millennia now, the brewing of something surrounding you guys made you nervous. You have never liked someone, or even been in love. You had thought it was stupid. Why fall in love with someone when you might end up taking their life? You knew with someone immortal it would be easier..if they were your side of things. But someone like Siyeon? You didnt want to risk it, no matter how hard she tried.

You were about to go to your boss and ask if you could touch other immortals that were not under death. If your touch worked on the other side, on Siyeon's side.

You hoped not.

You didnt want it to work on something so beautiful. You supposed life itself was beautiful even though you saw the end. You saw the tragedies, the pain and suffering. While Siyeon saw the bright side, the births and joys. You had to let fate take its course as well. (Minji was a sweetheart.) But you loved Siyeon and you knew she loved you. That scared you the most.

How could someone so beautiful, someone who gives and gives and gives while you can only take and take and take. That didnt seem fair to you. Why couldnt you give. You wanted to give, you wanted to give Siyeon anything and everything you wanted. But at the end of the day, you both werent suited for each other. It was a forbidden love, the worst type of love in your opinion. It hurt the most and it hurt everyone with no remorse.

[gizkasparadise]

wait you didn’t like mr.queen or our beloved summer?? how?? (respectfully lmao)

LOL bless @ respectfully. ty friend :'D

i recognize these are unpopular opinions here, but to hell with it let's shake some salt.

mr. queen

i adored jang bong hwan (and their theme song is a bop, i still loop it on spotify), shin hye sun's incredible performance, the maid sidekicks, and when it was doing comedy it was 100

but jesus christ the political plots were such a gd chore to get through. i felt like someone was frankensteining a wacky and wild fusion sageuk (that was fun! and enjoyable!) with a palace drama that was as engaging as watching overnight oats ferment. the jo family was annoying. the kim family was annoying. it was just tedious machination after machination and none of it was particularly imaginative or compelling (and, like. i made it through princess weiyoung with 0 fastforwarding so clearly i can deal with circular palace politics). i was so annoyed by consort jo. and super unpopular opinion, but the male lead did absolutely nothing for me in this drama either and i found him really unpalatable for a good chunk of the show (which is wild, because the actor plays one of my favorite MLs in another drama)

and the ending...sort of forgot to include the title character for a good chunk of it. bong hwan was done so dirty in terms of character resolution and the romance post-transmigration came off kind of yikes for me with kim so young returning (also the body horror component of someone regaining consciousness/agency in their now pregnant body i just. if you're going to include these elements address them????)

idk it had some high notes and it was really charming at the beginning of the drama. but then it spiraled down a well (that fucking well. oy.)

our beloved summer

ON PAPER THIS IS EVERYTHING I LOVE. second chance romances are my favorites. bickering couples are my favorites. having to work with the ex is my favorite. i loved the 3/4 of the main actors that i knew from other dramas (kim sung cheol is a particular favorite!), the OST is amazing (another set of songs i still loop on spotify!), and the art direction and acting were also great. i remember really enjoying the first half-ish of the show.

but it totally lost me in the second half with the writing. im trying to remember specifics, because it's been over a year since i've watched it, but i recall the distinct impression that the couple was really setting themselves up for the same shit down the road regarding their communication, their differing emotional needs, and their other issues. at the end when they revealed they were getting married my first reaction wasnt YAY LOVE but rather oh fuck not again. i left watching the show thinking both the leads would be better off if they tried dating other people-- it felt like they outgrew the other and the show didnt do a good enough job of convincing me that they would be able to make it work this time around. from ep 11ish onwards, it was frustrating and annoying to watch and the only reason i made it through all 16 eps is because i was watching it with a friend

i also remember there was this totally "?!" subplot/reveal about the ML basically being adopted as a replacement goldfish for his parents' deceased son and it was in focus for like 2 eps despite how deeply deeply fucked up that whole premise was (obs isnt unique in a "trauma focus of the week" kdrama narrative, it just struck out as glaringly bad to me for some reason this time around)

so LOL. uh. there it is. oy this was longer than i intended it to be, sorry :'D

[livia-dovehallow]

Hi! So this is a bit more mature ask

I know tid is directed to teens and actually it touches serious stuff but doesnt go deeper in them, one thing that striked me was how little attention was made to Cecily having an alcoholic father

As someone who know how that goes it isnt pretty. I wanted to ask you how do you think those years were.

For me I think Edmund minght have come home drunk many times, sometimes maybe he didnt even make it out the living room or collapsed somewhere, given that Linette was said to be grieving and basically absent, I guess it was Cecily who had to take care of him , putting a cushion in his head so he didnt drown himself

Do you think Edmund ever shouted at Cecily? Or directed some bad words to her in that alcoholic gaze?

I think for Cecily it must have been hard apart from the situation, seeing how much they grieve the daughter that died and the son that left but when she left they didnt go, and when she was with them they didnt pay her attention

I can see them sadly one of them forgetting her birthday or Edmund in one of his bad days offering her to drink too

I just wanted to talk about this subject, I know is more mature but these things happen and a part of me wished it got addresed how this changed Cecily

I have thought about this a lot, too!

tw: alcoholism; depression; suicidal thoughts

I don't have an alcoholic parent, so I can't relate personally in that specific way with Cecily (my parents don't drink at all, actually). I do have diagnosed clinical depression, though.

BUT, I did have an alcoholic ex boyfriend. And, shit, I'll tell you, that is one of the most emotionally and mentally exhausting and isolating experiences I've ever had. Especially since he wouldn't admit he was one. And I consider myself lucky because he wasn't physically abusive at all.

So when I think about Cecily, my heart hurts for her, because there is no way she isn't severely depressed.

I imagine that Linette was much like Violet Bridgerton (if you've ever seen Bridgerton). Physically present but emotionally and mentally absent. Cecily was fed and had clothes to wear, but beyond that, really had no mother.

Then there's Edmund, a drunk and compulsive gambler. I definitely agree with you that there were probably plenty of nights where Cecily had to be the one to care for her father. This is a sad parallel I see between her and Alastair Carstairs. (I think she would have really felt for him and if we had more books to explore these themes, I would have been so interested to see Cecily reach out to Alastair about it because she knows too well what it's like).

You also bring up some good (well, not good, but you know what I mean) points about if Edmund ever shouted at her or that her parents forgot her birthday. Unfortunately, I totally see both of these things having happened to her.

I think that Edmund probably shouted or said some unkind words to her when she had to take care of him and that developed Cecily's very guarded personality in terms of not letting anyone see her get emotional. We kind of see hints of this when Will shouts or argues with her in CP2 and she either just goes blank or gets really angry back, almost explosive.

As far as the forgotten birthday, I think this goes hand-in-hand with your other point about how Edmund and Linette heavily grieved Ella and Will to the point where they went to London to get him back, but it was radio silence from them when she went to London. They didn't try to get her back. And she told them where she was going, too.

For those five years, she was abanonded emotionally and mentally. Then when she went to London, abanonded physically when they didn't come for her, too.

Plus, she spends a lot of time alone in the Institute. Will is constantly mad that she's there, and for weeks, everyone pairs off every time a gathering ends and she's left alone. (When they returned from Chiswick and in her POV it literally says she was left to climb the stairs alone).

Cecily has one of the most traumatic and depressing backstories of any character in TSC (including Will!). We don't see any of it.

I am entirely convinced that all of these experiences add up to some non-canon but highly probably truths about Cecily:

The slightest whiff of alcohol gives her anxiety.

She hates her birthday or at least doesn't look forward to it.

Resents her siblings to some level (not intentionally, but when you've spent years watching your parents grieve your siblings while simultaneously not give two shits about you, you start to resent some people).

Heavily mourns the childhood she used to have.

Has major abandonment issues in virtually any sense (being ignored, physically left alone, emotions disregarded, etc).

Probably considered ending her life on several occasions throughout the years (it's very dark but truthfully would not blame her if she did).

All of these have created some headcanons for me in terms of Cecily and how some of things either go away or change over time given that she's no longer alone.

When he learns about her father's vices, Gabriel swears off drinking entirely. Never drinks again. And if they're in a room with alcohol (aka she smells it), Gabriel doesn't leave her side.

Will remembers her birthday and puts in effort to celebrate it with her (probably unknowing that their parents forgot it almost every year). I doubt she ever tells Will about that (she might tell Gabriel).

Her abandonment issues never truly go away and she panics when someone is supposed to be somewhere with her and they aren't there or they're late because she immediately thinks the worst. (Stems into a related headcanon where Gabriel leaves her notes if he is going to be somewhere without her and he has to leave before she's awake or she's busy doing something else so that she knows exactly where he is and why).

This is not meant to say that Gabriel saves her in any way but more like emphasizing that Gabriel is also her best friend, not just her romantic partner, so they learn each other's fears at a very detailed and practical level and adjust their behaviors to ensure that each other are comfortable in their relationship and maintain very strong trust between them. (I could go on a whole other rant about Gabriel's side of this, but this post is about Cecily, so I shall focus on her).

I think eventually Cecily does tell Will about everything that happened while he was gone and he definitely feels extremely guilty about it and over-compensates sometimes (like on her birthday). But I am not sure if she would ever tell him if she was suicidal--I think it's years before she even tells Gabriel about it.

It's themes like this that make me wonder how much more we would know about Cecily in canon if TID had been written for an older audience than YA.

What do you think? Agree? Disagree? Both?

[echoequinox]

my life story

at 18 i moved in with my girlfriend into a one bed apartment. i was going to college in the city until i messed that up and stopped going to school.

i pushed carts for a while. i tried to be good but sometimes i talked to people. i found out there was a name i liked better.

christmas eve i left, drove an hour and a half to some other girl's house, one who called me a name that felt good. one that said i was a good girl. i didnt go back to my girlfriend's apartment again.

i moved in with a friend from high school. he didnt get it but he loved me as a best friend. that was enough. a girl i used to date was at college in iowa or something, dating some guy from the military. it all made her want to die. i told her to leave. she did.

we lived in that spare bedroom with my rabbit for a while, and then into her mom's house. not for terribly long, only long enough for her to pick up drinking, finding a guy at the bar that she barely liked and wouldnt stay with but at least he "made her feel something". she misgendered me anyway.

so then i went home. to my mom and her abusive boyfriend. i was out a lot, with friends, running around, not wanting to be home.

i met a boy who worked at a taco shop. he'd work at a starbucks later, and when we lived in the halfway house he was in because he was kicked out by his parents for being trans, he'd bring me tea from work. my introduction into the wonderful world of tea.

that was the happiest i was for a while. sleeping at his place, playing games, fucking when he got home and drinking tea. we went to restaurants and pride rallies where i met my other boyfriend.

the three of us moved into a new place together where i lived in the basement. i got alcohol poisoning there after drinking 20 shots of whiskey in a row on an empty stomach. i was miserable then, too, i think. at least they both took care of me.

first boy got another bf. he told me once when he got me drunk to have sex with me (which failed, got me too drunk) that he had to find someone else because id stopped fucking him enough. that was what i was there for.

me and the second boyfriend left. we went back to my mother's. the second time i had returned. we were actively getting kicked out when he proposed to me. i said yes. we went to live in an abandoned motel that had electricity but no heat in the middle of one of the coldest missouri winters.

a girl id reconnected with offered me a place with her and her husband. told me my bf at the time was using me for comfort and affection, didnt actually like me. that made sense. i left.

alabama. it was better there. the housewife's live in girlfriend to a wealthy programmer. he was very sweet and kind and cute. she was very familiar with what she wanted.

it was a few years and a few houses in alabama, getting on new medications and starting to put out applications when she told me i couldn't stay there anymore. the third home i was forced out of.

a friend in florida had a job opportunity for me. i lived with their parents because id fallen in love with them. it was never reciprocated, not in the way i wanted. but we did become quickly codependent in ways that relationships usually never got to.

we moved out and into an apartment. we bought a cat. we decorated our home together. we made meals. the pandemic hit. non-essential workers meant stipends. we made art. we learned new skills. we started working out.

the pandemic ended and i got fired. no job, no income, i was once again a burden. i couldnt do the one thing required of me - previously sex, here rent - and so i was nothing. what we had ended in a matter of weeks. love crumbled to ash in my hands and I was cruelly reminded that unless you serve a purpose to others, you dont deserve to exist.

i got into school, got some loans, and lived off campus in florida. the dream school, the one id wanted since high school. THE programmer school!! THE place that would teach me to make games!!! finally!!!!!

it fell through. classes became harder and harder to attend, and the few i did i felt ostracized and discarded. i remembered why I hated being around people.

it ended too. not the school, thank god for covid for forcing online schooling to become the norm. one thanksgiving, visiting friends, i had them help cosign on a car. i would drive back to florida and doordash to keep myself afloat.

the car broke. stranded in illinois. i had to find somewhere to go. a friend helped me for a time, and then finally when my mom and her horrible husband separated, she let me back in. the third return.

we had to drive to florida to get my stuff, a 20 hour drive both ways while we both had covid, but i survived. everything i owned fit in the back of an suv. anything that didnt got thrown away.

and now im here. back in the house i grew up in. in a house ive come to hate. i hate it here. this is where i live, but it isnt home. i desperately want to go home, but i dont have one.

[qu-film-history-to-1968]

Week 1 Essay Response "Coraline 2009"

Essay Week 1 

When discussing and going into depth on a film i remember watching fondly as a child growing up was called "Coraline". What makes this film stand out and memorable was the entire story, aesthetic, visualization etc. The film utilized stop motion animation to create this memorable and iconic film. I remember how special and unique the film felt for me when seeing it for the very first time in theaters and the creativity from it all. The film story revolves around a young girl named Coraline Jones who moved to a new town with her parents and left her old friends and life behind due to her parents book publishing work, once they move into their new shared old house her parents are immediately neglectful of her and never have time to spend with her and focus on their jobs rather than spending time with her. As Coraline struggles with adapting to her new house, surroundings and neighbors she stumbles upon in the very old house a small door locked up and covered over by the very old house wallpaper which she eventually opens up and finds out that it enters into another reality world exactly like hers but rather everyone is the same but better and exactly how Coraline pictures her parents to be especially. The only difference is these people arent the same and they all have buttons for eyes that are sown into there eye sockets, she meets her "Other Parents" which they are called. Eventually the more she visits the other parents and go through the door she becomes more tempted with the idea of staying there instead of returning to her actual life and real family, but she soon finds out its not as it seems there and it shows the true colors and horror that awaits Coraline with the "other mother" being an actual monster and demon of sorts wanting to take Coraline for herself and sow in buttons to her eyes as well. Unfortunately stop film animation is very scarce in the film industry and not too many studios and films are created with this amazing style and passion, except for the studio who created this film and others called "Laika" and "Aardman".  

"i read the book of this movie in the 9th grade. now i don't say this often but i found the movie better than the book,i didn't like the book when i read it. i want to try mango milkshakes they looked really good in the movie and mangos are my favorite fruit. dakota fanning is one of my favorite actresses. The cat was my favorite character. i also loved the fact that coraline had blue hair." (Rotttentomatoes,December 27th, 2009). Two considerable events and importance that occured during the year this film released back in 2009 were the death of Michael Jackson and Barack Obama becoming the 44th president of the united states of America. These two i remember happening but more the death of Michael Jackson, i didnt really know much about the music artist and only few of his music growing up and didnt know how he died or why, but for what i know now from back then is alot more and different with the way i look at this historical day in history. As for the new president of the united states that year it hasnt really changed from what i knew then and now for the most part. After rewatching the film once more its very much different but yet the same just as i remebered it being 8 years old, it made me realize how much darker and serious the story tone is especially having more context and layers underneath it all without realizing it at the young age back then. The films style and art is more amazing and colorful than i rembered to be as well what especially changed and different was the realization of how much more horror aspects were implemented and shown at during certain film scenes, being much older and having more mental growth and comprehension im able to cherish and feel as if the film is a completley new version almost like an uncut relase due to the matter of seeing more details and easter eggs i wouldnt have noticed before at a very young age. The film has shown to also have an adult audience in mind while making it true to the book and for being a childrens movie somewhat even at times making myself question if this film is suitable for young viewers with how psychological and dark the tone is at certain parts of the narrative. 

What this says and shows regarding how history and individuals' memories can differ from a reconstruction or adaptation is the fact it won't always be true to the source material, or as accurate as once remembered. As well of other benefactor being the brain and mindset two different versions would have from one another even though being the same exact person, this same exact person isnt the same as the younger version once before, being older now and having so much life experiences and growth changes how you revisit a scenario, memory or even a movie once seen years and years ago being a whole completely different person than you are now. 

                                                                                    Reference's 

  Ebert, R. (n.d.). Coraline Movie Review & Film Summary (2009): Roger Ebert. Coraline movie review & film summary (2009) | Roger Ebert. https://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/coraline-2009 

Selick, H. (2009, February 6). Coraline. Rotten Tomatoes. https://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/coraline

[driftingandlostwords]

week 1

started draft january 27th

the first week after i broke up with him was really rough it was so confusing and painful. i broke up with him on the 5th and then he told me that he went to go stay with friends that friday night through saturday night. he came back on sunday and said how he had been sleeping in his car the past night and had lied abt staying with ppl. and it just made me so angry that he had done that bc it made it seem like i was a barrier to him having a place to stay when i told him it was okay for him to be here and that it didnt matter to me. it made me angry that he lied to me about staying at peoples places when all he had to do was ask if it was okay for him to stay there. he also had his parents place to go to and i just didnt understand why he didnt take any of those options. sleeping in the car just made me seem like the bad guy that kicked him out when that wasn't the case at all.

he then told me on the night of the 8th that he told his parents that we had broken up when he had dinner with them that day. that was really upsetting to hear because that was not what we had agreed upon. we had agreed that if we broke up that we would tell his parents together since im pretty close to his family. at the time, i didn't fight it because i was too exhausted and it was sort of a whats done is done kind of deal. thinking about it now, i feel like he told me that because he knew that it would hurt me and it would let him have control of the situation. at the time, i just made the mental note to talk to his parents on my own time when i felt more stable to do so. he half slept in his car sunday night and then came back up around 4am or something and i just slept on the couch. monday night he went to stay with his parents and he came back tuesday morning with all the food that his mom had made for us. we went to work separately that day because he "didnt have enough gas in his car." he went to go stay with a friend on tuesday night since he was going down to Houston for a concert on the 11th. funny thing about the concert is that he told me it would be a three day trip when i first asked and it turned out to be a single day - they left wednesday morning and then came back thursday afternoon while i was still at work. when he came home on thursday he was asking me for help with the laundry and then i saw that he was on the phone with jordan in our own apartment while i was sitting outside doing wfh. it felt like such an insult to everything we had talked abt that past thursday (5th)

wednesday was when things got bad again >> i wrote this on 1/27 and now on 3/27 i have no idea what really happened on a week to week basis <<

january recap from what i can remember now [3/27] - the rest of the month was really just a downhill trend. we went from saying we would try to make things work the night i broke up with him to strange/petty/childish behavior not even 24 hours after the breakup. he wouldnt stay at the apartment but he also refused to stay at his parents house or at friend's places. it was his choice to sleep in his car for whatever nights he decided and thats on him - he wasnt about to make me out to be the bad person when i offered what i could to him. he also couldnt make me leave when it was him that destroyed everything we had. i remember at some point he came back one day and just erupted about how he couldnt live there anymore and that it was too much. he ended up going to stay at his parents house since i think they had left for vietnam at this point. he initially agreed to split the rent with me even though he wasnt living there but then wouldnt communicate it with me about it/made it seem like i was being unfair to him when i literally couldnt afford the place by myself. i didnt dump the place on him and it would just be courtesy to return that act to me. instead i got met with petulant childishness. i remeber i asked him to come clean the hamster cage late janurary and he just wouldnt do it because he couldnt be at the apartment. well if you wont take the hamster with you then you gotta come take care of it - its not my pet and you cant take things out on it. it took me telling him to grow up and be mature for him to come and do it. and when he was there he got upset at the stupidest things and then left storming off. at some point he came back for clothes and snapped at me for asking questions when i was just curious what was going on. i got accused of trying to keep tabs on him. and then he did a 180 and said how he couldnt be at the apartmet because it made him upset and then he asked for a hug and just sobbed and hyperventilated on me. there was so much whiplash in that interaction but i couldnt find any ounce of sympathy for him. i cant even really recall everything that happened in between when he left to go stay with his parents and when his parents came back. i know i was able to see his location through some weird glitch. so i knew that he was spending time at jordan's house and that he went down to austin with her. i know that late january i found out through sheyla that he had lied about everything. i knew that he lied to me about the friend group going bar hopping in bishop arts - he and jordan went alone on a date (a date that i actually dressed him for which is fucked up beyond belief). i found out through sheyla that the austin trip was just them two and that he had lied about it being a team trip. i found out through sheyla that he had lied about when we broke up as well which is crazy. if he wanted out so bad fucking leave dont drag me along with false promises and hope and dont throw your friends under the bus to lie to me. i cant really remember anything else that happened in january but finding out all the lies and the constant immaturity are really the overarching things