#i can’t even eat in peace anymore smh ���

[tetzoro]

a little morning hello from mr luffy himself ! happy friday friendz ! a few more hours and we will be at the weekend 🙂‍↕️ what a week it’s been ! i think we all deserve a little treat for getting though it hehe be gentle to yourself today and have a great one <3

[riddle-me-ri]

!!! Congratulations on 500!! You deserve it! For the event, may I request jokers asylum jerv with the breakfast in bed prompt? He deserves a little treat smh

A/N: Aww omg thank you Cactus! I appreciate it and omg this is probably one of the softest things I’ve written, and you’re so right, JA Jervis absolutely deserves a treat for sure! Thanks for the request!

Word Count: 557

Joker's Asylum Mad Hatter - Breakfast in Bed

Your eyes slowly peeled open as you felt a small sliver of warmth over your face. You looked up to see there was a small slit between the curtains that aimed right into your drowsy eyes. You shut your eyes once more and turned away, half hoping you would fall asleep again. 

However, once you blinked the bright dots out of your vision. You saw him. Your precious Hatter, Jervis Tetch. 

He slept peacefully, soft snores came from his small mouth that was agape. When his breath crossed his teeth, a little whistle would come out with every exhale. 

You couldn’t help but giggle at the amusing and utterly adorable sight. Somehow you didn’t feel sleepy anymore, but you wouldn’t mind just staring at Jervis for a while. 

Finally, getting the peace and rest he deserved. 

Then a sweet idea came to mind. Slowly, carefully, you crawled out from under the covers and tiptoed out of the bedroom. 

Once you made your way to the kitchen you went to work. 

Jervis woke up startled. When he reached out to touch your frame or your skin, all he felt was a hole in the mattress. 

He looked around, anxious and confused. Even tossing back the covers and throwing off the pillows. 

“Jervis?” You entered the room to see Jervis scrambling and scattering bed accessories. 

Jervis’ face of worry and fear soon lit up with joy at seeing you. 

“Oh, oh, dear…I-I thought something happened!” 

You shook your head, slowly bringing the tray over to the bedside nightstand. Once you set down the tray, you set work to ease Jervis. “I’m all right, Jervis.”

You kissed his cheeks and the top of his head as you covered him back up in the comforter and ensured he was properly sitting up on his pillows.  

“I wanted to surprise you.” 

You gently placed the tray of food down on his lap. On the tray was a stack of pancakes. Each pancake was cut out into hearts. There was a separate plate with a side of eggs the way Jervis likes them and bacon. 

Jervis gasped. “Oh, oh, I-I’m speechless…I…I’m not sure if I can eat this..” 

You giggled as you took a seat on the bed that was in front of him and the tray. “Well, we can’t let it go to waste.” 

Jervis nodded after a moment, very true he didn’t want your efforts to go to waste. Reluctantly, he picked up the knife and fork and began to cut into the pancakes. 

You anxiously waited for that first bite…hoping that he won’t just appreciate the thought, but he also gets to enjoy this surprise. 

“Oh goodness, oh goodness, this is delicious!” 

Your smile widened as the tension in your shoulders released. “Thank you, I’m glad.” You get up from the bed and give him another kiss on his forehead before you head to your closet to get ready for the day. 

However, you don’t get very far until a pair of warm hands cups your face, stilling you in place. 

“I-erhm….could you stay with me? W-We can share!” 

Your heart almost swelled up so much it could combust. 

“You know, that’s a brilliant idea, Jervis.” You smiled as you quickly got back to your side of the bed to share your homemade breakfast with the one you love.

[writers-worst-nightmare]

Demon slayer characters finding out you are a demon pt 2:

Ask: Yo wassup

I enjoyed the „finding out you are a demon“ Hcs way to much so could I request more headcanons from „finding out you are a demon“ for Giyuu, Obanai and Zenitsu?.. They were awesome!! 😫🤚

A/N: man I guess I should post more demon slayer stuff lol, you guys seemed to enjoy those a LOT ummm…not complaining though Demon Slayer hits different

Request are always open!

Warning(s): angst-turned-fluff, cussing

Pairing(s): Giyuu x reader, Obanai x reader, Zenitsu x reader

Giyuu:

This gif of him is so fine oml

ANYWAY

Moving on from the part that Giyuu is fine af

he knew from the start that you where a demon

But for some reason he tolerated you and that turned to you two dating

It was all so fast for him

One minute he was thinking of ways to kill you and the next he was telling you how much he loved you and giving you pet names

So he is over here like 🧍‍♂️

He tried to kill you

He didn’t really stop but it was actually NEZUKO that stopped him

Yeah you heard that right Nezuko stopped him from killing you

And it was them that he realized how far he had gone

I mean you where battered and bruised while crying on the floor and he wasn’t going to stop

That hit him like a fucking truck

What if Nezuko hadn’t stopped him?

What if he killed you?

He blocked himself off from everybody else

He even ignored you

Giyuu imma bout to beat yo ass if you keep ignoring y/n

You and him fell into a dark place and he didn’t know what to do

but that all changed when one day Giyuu decided to fix y’all relationship

Finally

So instead of talking to you he kind of just picked you up and threw you over his shoulder then started waking with you

And your other here like 👁👄👁

”Giyuu? Why did you just throw me over your shoulder?”

”I wanted to fix this”

He is now SUPER overprotective of you and like it is sooo cute

Like I am so jelly :(

So he tries to not kill anymore demons and solve this a peaceful way

Everyone else realized this and they where like

❓❓❓

Because usually he is all like

“STABBY STABBY STABBY”

And now he is all like

”Maybe we don’t have to go stabby stabby.”

Obanai:

This is the best gif I could find of him smh

he is so underrated

ANYWAY

“So, a fight to the death is a good option for us?”

”No❤️“

He is really confused

Like he knows that a demon is bad and he should fight a demon

But he doesn’t want to hurt you

If he saw you even slightly bruised he wouldn’t know what to do with himself

He would just cry honestly

So he decided to do the most romantic thing

He literally dropped ALL of his dreams and ran away with you

“They can not catch us if we run far away my little reptile…”

It was like a Romeo and Juliet all over again

So the two of you ran away and found a home somewhere in the woods

Always on the run and brought excitement to the relationship

Sure it felt weird to fight against the people he said should have fought to the death over a demon but he had to do it

Because if he hadn’t then what would you be doing?

Just lay there?

He knew you better then that

He also knew that you would go on your own and he could never bare that

He taught you the method of fighting and you taught him how to kill a hunter

It was very concerning for both ends

But he didn’t care

You guy’s where just happy together in a kick-ass relationship

He spent the rest of his days with you and even adopted some kids

It became a safe haven for demons and humans alike

Nezuko and Tanjiro stayed over from time-to-time

You even learned how to heal demons and started healing some of the demons that he was hurt in the past

Obanai started picking up on some of your methods and you two lived happily ever after

Y'all this was so cute ommggg

I think this is my favorite one to do lol

Zenitsu:

“Oh, ok cool!”

“Wait…you aren’t like concerned? No, ‘oh my God I can’t believe you betrayed me!’ None of that?”

”As long as you don’t go out with a hot anime demon the I am ok with you being a demon!”

like the best conversation above he doesn’t really mind

Like Mitsrui nothing really changed in the relationship

If anything he tried to impress you by saying how well he got along with Nezuko

And you are here like 🧍‍♂️

“She totally fell for me y/n!”

Nezuko in the back: “No I did not!”

Don’t ask me how Nezuko magically started talking

You guys have like demon talks

Where you pamper Zenitsu and he pampers you

”Y/N-CHAAANNN”

He trims your horns if they are growing and teaches you how to avoid hunters

Nothing changed because he couldn’t leave his friends just hanging there

And plus you didn’t seem like the type of demon that eats humans

Think of like Nezuko

So Zenitsu liked you even more

You protect him if a demon came towards him

He also tried to teach you his lightning breath but it didn’t work out when you accidentally shocked him

PLEASE GIVE BEST BOY SOME CUDDLES PLEASE

He loves it when he knows the danger in your relationship and he STILL IS TOGETHER WITH YOU

Even though he can be scared sometimes and that is when Tanjiro and Nezuko step in

Or Giyuu if it is SUPER bad

[yeenybeanies]

Hannoyed ( Hungry-Annoyed )

this is a scenario i thought of last night & i’ve been thinkin about it all day hello. also spontaneous creation of a new oc ( yet another black snake smh ) for size context bc i know that’s important to me: reo is about 60ft/18.3m long

reader & reolzre, the calm ( oc )

1683 words

safe, soft, unwilling vore warning, & language warning

enjoy!!

Bored.

You are bored. Mind-numbingly bored. It’s been a few days now since you’ve been able to leave your home. The conditions outside are too dangerous––or so the radios and headlines say. You’ve been tempted to venture out anyway, but the boredom hasn’t gotten quite bad enough to the point where you’d risk your life. So, for the time being, you have to entertain yourself with video games, books, internet browsing, and daydreaming by the window.

All of these can only keep you occupied for so long.

You aren’t alone in this isolation though, thank the gods. Your unconventional companion has elected to stay with you through these trying times. Why are they unconventional? Well, they’re a wyrm, for starters. Yes, your good buddy is a big ol’ legless, wingless dragon. You tease them often about their lack of appendages, affectionately referring to them as a  “ giant noodle dragon ”  or a  “ spicy danger noodle ” or . . . or usually something noodle-related. It’s all in good fun; you know they’re quite capable, and you know they take it in good humor. Hell, they tease you plenty for your own missing features, like your lack of armor scales and sharp teeth. They like to call you  “ squishy, ”  among other things.

You two have a good time. You enjoy each other’s company. And you’re very glad that they’re here. This isolation would be excruciating if you were actually fully isolated. Luckily for you, too, your wyrm buddy can’t be affected by the dangers that so keep you separated from the outside world, so they can go out and fetch supplies, should you find your stocks running low.

However, right now, they’re trying to snooze. Their serpentine form is balled up on top of––and around––your couch, the furniture lost completely within the coils.

“ Reo . . .. ”  the familiar name rolls off of your tongue, vowels drawn out in something resembling a whine. The massive mound of black scales doesn’t move. Frowning, you nudge at a coil gently with your toes.  “ Reo, you’re in–––– ” 

“ If you say my name one more time, I’m going to bury you. ”  Their voice is muffled through the seemingly endless and beginning-less yards of scale.

Yeesh. Touchy. You mock them silently with a sneer.  “ Okay, okay, geez. I just need to get past you. ”  

“ Go around. ” 

Obviously you would have if you could. Maybe you have been bothering them for the past half hour or so, constantly wandering around in search for something to do. They can’t blame you! You’re bored! None of your games and books sound appealing, window-watching is just getting depressing, and they are trying to sleep. There is nothing left for you to do, save for trying to find something to clean or reorganize or otherwise mess with.

“ I can’t. You’re blocking the hallway. ”  You huff and cross your arms.

“ Go over. ” 

“ I didn’t want to disturb you. ”

“ And yet, here you are. ”

Maybe it sounds a little callous, but you know they’re only being cranky. You roll your eyes and shrug. Alright. If they say so. The segment of body blocking your way is only about knee high, and not much wider than it is tall. It’s by no means difficult to step over. You were just trying to be polite. Guess that didn’t work out too well, hunh?

Whatever. Obstacle cleared. Now you can go find something in the back half of the house to do.

. . ..

Or not.

Not five minutes later, you’re back at the hallway entrance. This time, you don’t even bother to ask before stepping over. Reo doesn’t stir.

Nor do they move when you cross them again after another few minutes. And then again. And then again. Man, there really is just nothing to do in this house!

Another two minutes of pacing around aimlessly in the back, and yet again you head down the hallway, approaching the scaly barrier. As is now normal for you, you step high and get your foot to the other side without issue, without suspect. What you fail to notice in time, though, is that the main mound of coils has shifted.

Before you can so much as scream, you catch a glimpse at a deep purple, and then your vision is filled with darkness. A pressure clamps down right over your head and neck and part of your chest. You squirm for a moment, shocked and confused, and feel hot, wet, fleshy surfaces push around you, quickly enveloping you. It doesn’t take but a second for your head to enter a tight, slippery chute, your shoulders quick to follow, and then you feel your feet leave the linoleum floor.

Panic.

You don’t know what’s happening, but you kick your legs and try your best to wriggle. The chute squeezes tighter around you, pulling you in further until you’re waist-deep. Your hands thrash uselessly against your thighs and feel around, trying to discern anything. You think you can feel something hard amidst the slime and the squish, but you don’t get to ponder over it much. The chute shifts around you, and you’re lifted further until you’re completely vertical and upside-down! That finally manages to force a grunt from your lungs, but not a full scream just yet. No, your world is still moving too much. The chute squeezes more, and seems to bounce up and down, each fall sending you deeper in. Not three seconds pass before your knees reach the chute opening. Now your legs are pinned together. Vainly, you try to kick while you can still feel the air on your feet, but those too slip in shortly after.

Now you have it in you to scream. The tight space makes it difficult, but you have enough air in your lungs still to manage a hoarse cry. The chute around you twists and contorts, easily forcing you along and overpowering your efforts to resist your descent. You yell for help. You yell for Reo. Someone. Anyone!

Though it feels like forever, it can’t have been more than maybe ten, fifteen––twenty tops––seconds before the winding chute narrows into an even tighter band that stretches around you, and serves as a gateway into a slightly roomier space. Slightly. Once you’ve been shoved in fully, the squeezing and contorting stop. Well . . . they don’t stop; the walls around you still move, like whatever your in is moving around, but you’re no longer being passed through it. Your movement has stopped. And, though the space around you only grants you minimal wiggle room, you fucking wiggle. It feels like a wet, slimy, wrinkly, tight sleeping bag in here, and it smells!

“ Reolzre! Can you hear me? Help! ”  The air is hot and humid, but surprisingly breathable. You twist your head one way, then the other, trying and failing to see anything in the darkness.

“ Yes, I can hear you, ”  hums the familiar voice. Strangely, it sounds like it’s coming from right next to you, beyond the walls of whatever gross prison you’ve been stuffed into. You wriggle and manage to turn onto your side, hands pushing against the wall. Its wrinkles squelch and pulse against your palms. It doesn’t feel quite like the outside is moving anymore, though the bag around you still churns gently. Where the hell are you?

“ Reo! Reo, I––I don’t know what happened! Where am I? Get me out of here! ”  You slap at the wall, thinking it might help the wyrm better locate you.

“ I’ll let you out after I’ve had a nap, ”  they say.  “ Stop squirming so much. You’re fine. You can breathe, yes? ” 

“ Y-yeah, I can breathe––– ”  pause. Hard stop.  “ Wait––‘ let ’? You will let me out after a nap? What the shit does that mean? ”  Again you pound against the fleshy wall, but, this time, the walls shrink up against you, nearly as tight as the chute. You manage to choke out a strangled noise of protest.

“ You were annoying me with your constant moving about, so I swallowed you. ”  The wyrm speaks so casually, like they didn’t just say something absolutely ridiculous and terrifying.  “ You are going to stay there now, where you can’t move around, so I can get some sleep. ”

For a long moment, you don’t say anything. You almost don’t believe them. There’s no way they swallowed you. There’s no way you’re in theur stomach right now. But, as the bag recedes to its normal tightness, you rub your hands along the walls. The wrinkles, the sliminess, the smell, the tight chute that brought you here . . . by the gods, the wyrm fucking ate you! You are in their stomach!

“ Reolzre, the Calm, if you don’t let me out right fucking now––– ”  And again, the walls tighten just as you start to thrash. Your face squishes against the wrinkly surface, and you grimace. Still, you manage to mumble,  “ How could you eat me? ”

“ Stop. Gods, please stop. Relax. All that squirming isn’t going to do you any good. ”  The outside starts moving again, no-doubt Reo shifting positions to be more comfortable with their unruly meal.  “ I’m not going to kill you. Had I actually wanted to do that, you’d have felt my teeth and beak. I just want a nap. That’s it. Then I’ll spit you back up. ”

They have a point. You won’t admit it aloud, but they do have a point. Their teeth––now you realize what that hard thing was you felt when you were in their mouth; it was a tooth––must have been tucked and folded back so they didn’t dig into you at all. Save for the uncomfortable tightness of the chute, it was a quick and entirely painless journey. They made considerable effort not to hurt you.

You still don’t like it though.

“ I sleep better on a full stomach anyway. Get comfortable, Squishy. ”  Oh, that sounded cheeky.

That’s it.  “ You bastard. When I get out of here, I’m going to skin you and make armor out of your scales! Let me out, you overgrown noodle! ”  To hell with their nap. You have no intentions of giving them any peace while they’ve got you stuck in here.

[wetwellie]

Your Name AU

(because i’ve seen this movie a bajillion times and it makes me feel things and i am FEELING THINGS about zimbits rn) (It probably won’t work, but i’m gonna make it work)

 Bitty is a guy who is trying to peacefully spend his last summer before heading off to college in peace. 

He spends his days working his part time job at his Aunt’s produce stand. 

and Baking

and playing club hockey twice a week

Fairly peaceful

and...boring as hell

Until the dreams start

Jack has just started his third year at Samwell university

he’s still broken

still anxious

still the “golden boy” --even if he doesn’t feel like hes polished and shining

but he’s making do

and making friends

just a year or two left until

until what?

graduation? getting signed? 

wasting away? 

Jack doesn’t know. But he’s resigned to focus on hockey and let the rest of the world pass him by

Until the dreams start

Jack wakes up and it’s too hot

He shifts to get out of bed and finds that the covers he is tearing away from his body

are not his

or Shitty’s

or any of his roommates’

also. uh

those skinny legs and short shorts are not his

his hands look different too

and his face feels different

and the voice that calls to him from downstairs is not one he knows

huh

well

weird dream

hope it’s over soon

Bitty goes downstairs to eat the next day

His parents are both fairly silent

“I see you got over whatever mood you were in yesterday, young man”

“mood?”

“it doesn’t matter.”

That’s all he gets out of them

When he drives to the produce stand his cousins run up to him smiling

“I see that you actually remembered how to drive that thing”

“What?” says Bitty

“yesterday you were all over the place. almost knocked over the stand. if you were anyone else I’d think you were drunk”

“Aunt Judy figures you might have been possessed” the other cousin says

“With a fit of stupidity”

“I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about” Bitty says

“It doesn’t matter. Just don’t ‘get lost’ or forget ‘how to drive stick’ again, Dicky” she says using finger quotes

Later in the day, Suzanne asks Bitty if he’s really feeling ok. 

She was really worried about yesterday’s behavior

Bitty replies that , despite evidence on the contrary, he feels normal

They finish up some jars of jam and Bitty returns to his room for the night

There is where he finds it

Tucked under his pillow there is a note in scratchy handwriting

“Who are you?”

Bitty wakes up cold, in a bed that is too big for him

an alarm he doesn’t remember setting, or ever having, is blaring next to him

he looks to see the time

4:30 am

oh. 

hell no

bitty gets up to unplug the dream alarm clock, and returns to sleep

Bitty wakes up 6 hours later with another man coming into bed with him

This man is naked

and moustached

one of those dreams? huh

never would he dream about this kind of guy though

because this guy doesn’t crawl into bed, like he thought

he wraps bitty in a burrito made out of comforters and yanks him onto the floor

“I know you needed to a break, but let the coaches know before you sleep through morning practice like that”

“practice?”

“yeah. and you’re lucky that I’m waking you up in time to go to your 11am.” 

“but it’s summer”

naked moustache man just looks at him and rolls his eyes

“we’ll grab lunch after class”

“Wait!”

“What”

“...where is my class?”

Jack wakes up the next day 

and is dragged to the doctor to test for a possible concussion

“the things you were saying and doing yesterday were crazy”

“you skipped morning practice”

“After class you threw down your notes and said you’d never major in History”

“You baked seven as an apology for skipping morning practice”

“And then you dropped into fetal position in afternoon practice when Ollie was about to check you”

“And you took, i don’t know, 7000 selfies of yourself and called yourself handsome”

“have you ever taken a selfie before in your life?”

jack just shakes his head

“yeah. like i said you’re getting checked for a concussion”

Did I hit my head? , Jack asks

“no. but it can’t be” Shitty pauses “It wouldn’t be your other thing would it?”

I don’t think so he says. 

Jack has never really had memory problems. and his anxiety and panic never particularly affected him in the way described

faintly, he recalls a young boy at one of his games right before the draft, voice broken as he says “Jack, don’t you remember me?”

it leaves his mind as quickly as it entered

because he had bigger problems to figure out

namely how he had new entries on the journal on his phone

it was a summary of all of the things that “Jack” did the previous day

“Thanks for a long day of being a Big Shot on campus, handsome!”

signed Eric

Eric?? 

Who the hell is Eric? 

it happens again 

Jack spends a day as bitty

and Bitty spends a day as Jack

and they wake up not remembering too much about what happens

the only thing that cements that it’s not just a weird dream is that

well...real life consequences

Jack becomes a lot more...spinny and less up for contact when he plays hockey

and ends up enjoying time with his teammates a lot more

and has a huge country dialect now

and one time someone came up to him speaking french and jack had no idea what was going on???

and he smiles sometimes??? 

and at the end of the day he’s almost always on his phone typing away

Bitty is able to kick ass into gear with hockey

but can’t bake worth shit

honestly, suzanne hasn’t seen anything of that quality since bitty was seven

AND he had to check a recipe

also, he’s started to bike to work

driving stick is impossible

he’s very serious on some days

he spends his evenings watching history documentaries and writing in a journal

Well. It seems like this is just gonna be life for a while, they both figure

best set up some rules

Bitty, as Jack, is NOT ALLOWED TO DITCH CLASSES

no use of the word y’all

no beyonce

no short shorts

don’t drop like a brick when someone comes to check you

seriously Eric it’s fine 

Eric it’s my body that would get hurt don’t worry

also please don’t drink or use drugs in my body

it’s a long story but again

it’s my body

Jack-as-Bitty is asked to be polite to his friends and customers

and please never bake anything ever

don’t leave the house dressed like some weird clothing outlet exploded

if you yell at my teammates i swear to god, mr. zimmermann. 

don’t disrespect senor bun

or anyone

stop frowning so much, even Coach has asked me about it and i don’t know what to say

don’t watch stuff on my netflix account. your history documentaries are messing up my recommendations

Despite the rules

They find ways to keep bothering each other

But also trying to make each other better

As captains of each others teams, both teams are able to benefit from their guidance

Bitty’s team gets a lot stronger technically

but kind of hate how much of a hardass Bitty is 3 times a week

The SMH is more in synch with each other than ever

and Bitty is able to help out a lot more

But Jack ends up having to put a lot of money in the sin bin for 

‘acting off’

Jack is very upset to find a picture of himself in the swallow, sitting on the roof of the Haus shirtless and wearing short shorts chilling

like

what the fuck Eric 

But they get a little routine down, and nothing changes except for minor nuisances

so whatever 

It all works good until one day, while Jack and Suzanne are bonding over making jam, Suzanne looks Jack right in the eyes and says 

“oh...you’re not my dicky. you’re dreaming aren’t you?”

Jack snaps awake in his bed

not Eric’s bed. His bed

Huh. weird. 

He goes to check his phone and of course, there is a long journal entry left over from the day he didn’t get

It’s all mostly ok until he gets to the end

“It looks like your first big hockey game is tomorrow night! Be sure to have fun. Enjoy it!”

“There’s a comet tonight for me. I’ll take lots of pictures so that you can see it next time we ...do whatever we do”

 Jack and the SMH win the game. and he actually tries to have fun. but the only person he wants to celebrate with is

well

he’s in georgia

bUT

Jack has a phone

He dials bitty’s cellphone number that has been saved in his contact

his heart is beating quite fast. 

and then he hears 

“We’re sorry. The number you have dialed is no longer in service”

 Jack stops switching after that

He should be relieved. overjoyed

but he’s not

he doesn’t miss the humidity

or the dirt roads

or the bugs

but he does miss something

and he’s forgetting all about it

so he tries searching online for the town

the town he can’t remember the name of

he doesn’t want to forget, so he starts drawing sketches of what he remembers

they’re not bad

pretty darn good, even

Not as good as Lardo’s, but she’s still abroad

He tries to call Eric’s number a couple more times. He gets the same results

 Jack can’t take it anymore

During the winter break, Jack flies down to Georgia for a weekend, rents a car, and drives himself in the general area he remembers the town

he stops locals and shows them sketches

“is there any town nearby that looks like this?”

they all respond in the negative

he does this for hours

the sun is starting to set when he resigns to give up

he pulls into a diner in the town he’s in, orders, and looks at his sketches again

maybe it’s possible that the town isn’t...even real?

it really could have just been his dreams

that is what he thinks when the server returns with some water

“Hey. that’s a pretty good picture of Godfrey”

 “Godfrey?”

“Yeah. I grew up there.” he says looking a bit sad

“Can you tell me how to get there?” 

The server pauses and gives Jack a mourned, but puzzled look “ it was about a 15 minute drive from here but-” 

“it was?”

“you didn’t hear about what happened?”

Jack shakes his head. 

“If you don’t mind,I’ll take you to it after you finish your dinner”

It’s all gone. 

Oh God. 

Everything from the small ice cream shop to the old creek where Bitty’s cousins would hang around

It’s all rubble

and mounds of dirt

Literal miles

Jack can’t breathe

he can’t

breathe

just breathe

just

breat--

[lucarioisinthevoid]

*Kicks open the door* IM BACK DID YOU MISS ME- ok obliviously not but uh. uh- FRUIT LOOPS ARE JUST GAY CHERRIOS.

Dave sneaked up from behind, picking up the poor creature out of nowhere in the most terrifying display of his ability to lengthen his arms. “OF COURSE WE MISSED YA! Place feels empty without some crackheads!” Simon rubbed his dial. “Employeeeeee… don’t call our customers crackheads…” As factual as that would be- “ANYWAYS, pal, ya got it totally wrong. Fruit loops are obviously Christian cheerios, smh, after all the gays™ stole the rainbow from god.” Jeremy cringed visibly. “O-oh, please don’t. That reminds me of home… you can’t steal the rainbow… goddammit. A-also, the rainbow is about peace and unbreakable bonds and… you know… I think it with the community well too… it’s all they want, so they should be able to fly the rainbow with pride-“ Abruptly he stopped as Dave stretched his neck towards him. His eyes were slightly smaller than before, showing off that they were actual orbs inside of the eyes, instead of the eyes themselves radiating light. “I swear to god, our lord and savior, Jeremy, imma call the Spanish inquisition on you and get ya executed for witchcraft.” “Why?!” “WHY NOT! God, Jeremy, ya need to cheer up a bit. Religion is just an excuse for people to hate each other, just like pol-“ A loud beep came from the Phone Guy. “THAT IS A BANNED WORD.” Confused Jeremy frowned, wildly distressed about his beloved faith being attacked firstly and secondly all the screeching going on. “Polar caps is a banned word-?” Slowly Phone Guy turned to leave. “We’re, uh- we’re going to get shut down so fast-“ I personally can’t wait. Please already someone take me off the net. I want to stop. This is a cry for help. “Aaaaanyways, I wouldn’t sexualize my breakfast if I were ya. Makes ya think of all type of terrible things. Also eatin’ it would probably be a crime. You shouldn’t eat gay people, I know that, because I asked an office about that.” Glad to see you’re back even if you’re probably not anymore, having fun with this hellhole?

[rowenduchannesj]

November 12, 2018

I just had a breakdown and cried. I never ever cry. It has been a shitty week in terms of mood and dysphoria. I can't deal with it anymore and idk what to do, at least two months ago I told my mom I really needed to go see a therapist, but we don't have the money to pay for one and we also can't get one for free cause legally my parents have a huge income, but they have such amounts of debt that even when they get raises, we get further down in what we can afford. So I just have to deal with it on my own like I usually do. I haven't had a real panic attack since October 2017 when I was in class and they had to call an ambulance cause I was shaking so violently they thought I was convulsing from epilepsy (which I don't have, but they also didn't know I had panic attacks), that was three weeks after I completely cut the antidepressives I had been taking for over a year, so I think it mixed with withdrawal of it. In the hospital, they had to inject me with two doses of sedative cause I'm really resistant to any painkiller, even after that, I was still shaking, my whole body in pain cause my muscles had been contracted and shaking for around an hour, I could not move, I could not speak, the only thing that I could control was my eyes and I tried in vain to communicate with them. It was the single most horrifying experience in my life cause I was thinking the whole time that I was gonna die, I was sure I was gonna die that day, in school, young and unaccomplished just cause no one was there to help me cope with dysphoria before attacks happened.

Since then, I have put all my effort into trying not to get an attack, and I have successfully avoided a few. Not a single one of the things I have done to avoid attacks is healthy and they are fucking me over rn and I am gonna have real health issues soon but I can't even afford a therapist.

Around two weeks ago, the summer-pajamas season started (for context, I live in Chile so it's spring now), and that means I have to go around the house with just a shirt and no binder cause I try to avoid it all I can so I won't get so fucked up by it, on top that I can't properly breathe cause I'm controlling my breathing 24/7 so I don't have an attack, just that gives me pain and the binder makes it worse smh. But going around with just a summer shirt without a binder is a different beast and I have been miserable the last two weeks cause of it. I can't get myself out of my room, I can't eat with my family as I usually do, and I can't even just walk around the house at night cause I can't handle dysphoria. I am just miserable 24/7 and now it feels even shittier to have to compress my chest just so I can be. Idk what am I gonna so this summer tbh, it's my first summer with a proper binder and a chest big enough to make me feel like shit under any clothes.

So, I had to take a shower today that I had been delaying for more days than I should, but I rather have greasy hair than face the music. I got into the bathroom already feeling gross cause it's so gross to love so much my Steven Universe shirt and can't wear it properly cause it was not designed for me and I feel disgusting. I get into the shower with really loud music taking the opportunity that I am home alone which almost never happens and sing to the saddest songs at the top of my lungs cause I just want to feel something else than sadness and anxiety just for once and as the shower goes on, I get progressively more sad and desperate and hyperventilated than I should and I can even feel my voice cracking at idontwannabeyouanymore cause that song always gets me right where no other song does (and not in a happy way). But when I finally decide to stop the water from running nonsensically cause I have been clean for a while and I get all wrapped up in my towel... Just hell breaks loose and I start to sob uncontrollably while a happy song plays and it just breaks me even more cause dysphoria is such a bitch and I feel my small and curvy body, the body of a pretty girl, and the thought that I am never ever gonna be how I want to be... Just breaks me, it breaks me hard and idk what to do with myself anymore cause I can't keep dealing with this anymore and all I want is to go to therapy and get better but I can't cause it's just gonna make feel guilty cause my parents do not have any money to pay for it and even if they had, there is no such thing as a therapist that knows how to treat a trans person where I live, the majority of them don't know that people like me exist and when they try to help me they just make it worse. But I recompose before I make any sound with my throat cause I'm way too trained in silent crying for making any noise now, this shouldn't be like this, but it is.

Idk if someone else gets this feeling, but the only times I recognize myself in the mirror is just after I cried, and my eyes are red and my face is broken and my spirit too. That's the only time I can see myself looking back, the only times I am really me and that is just the worst feeling if you think about it cause you're so miserable that any other than absolute sadness is not you.

And to end this, something weird happened, just after I took control of my breathing again, a song started to play that said exactly what I was feeling at the moment and I sang it with a broken voice from the core of my soul...

Wake up, say a little prayer

Out of bed, to the bathroom where

I take a look at myself and I stop and stare

And I wonder who is this, standing here

And I try to find the will to carry on

Wonder how much longer I can carry on

Cause these days, they take so long, yes they do

And every time, just the act of following a song (singing or lip syncing) that says what I feel at the time, just calms me down and brings a quietness to everything around me for at least a moment and while my heart is still broken, I can find some peace in music...

Idk where I was going with this, I lost the train of thought. I just needed to tell someone about it. The song is called How Are You True, by Cage The Elephant, another song I would recommend for the same situation is Breathe Me, by Sia.

[takinginfinitybeyond]

Friday we buried my great uncle.

He was a vet.

Just made 69 last month.

still trying to process it.

It was the first veteran funeral I've been to.

I read a quote from the entrance gate,

"to those who fought for it, freedom has a flavor the protected will never know."

That stung.

I've been very political in my right. Against war. Against the system of the military. Not the soldiers. Not the specifics of the people. But the system.

I mean I didn't even realize how many of my family were in the military. I learned about some of them Friday. I gave a new respect to them.

And also still have that fight in me to not be supportive of how they're lurking on campuses or in the mall or public places like that.

But I am so fairy tale. I hate war.

I do not like that there is war. It isn't fair.

But I know that there is so much I don't know. Why there is going to be war in this world. In THIS world.

War took my uncle's life. His health was drowned in alcoholism. He wouldn't stop. Also no one allows him the space to vent. I tried but they told me no. I've known him to a drinker. To be mean. To be drunk. To be face flat at the end of a BBQ. To be old and drunk. From remembering him... when I was a child he was still over 40... drunk.

If you think ppl drink that much just for fun, your frkn lying to yourself.

As I got older I saw more to him. He was the life of the party, dancing freely, he became sweet, he was actually interested in talking, asking about us how we are and etc.

It was sad because he's gone.

But peaceful because his body isn't in a suffering stage. I can only hope his spirit made it. I feel guilty for not knowing more if he did or not because I stopped visiting. Then they wouldn't tell me much about him anymore. I found out why now. But... smh.

Anyway... it shocks me at how young he was. I know if he had a better handle on life after war... he'd still be here.

My family some of them are taking it hard. But they're also feeling better that he isn't hurting where we can see.

My uncle spoke. Which made me teary eyed and actually crying. I am a crier. Not all encompassing. But there will be tears. I am wear my heart ok my sleeve person. Idc. I know I am human. I tear when I'm angered too.

It was good to see my first uncle speak. Because they were close. They're only 6 years apart.

Six frkn years. Oh snap, I just actualized that.

Ok I can't dwell in this right now because it's going to make me feel super vulnerable... which I don't want to feel that right now.

However I worked after... which was good. I had free time to enjoy researching and reading and carefree stuff.

THEN that night after work

My boo surprised me.

Idk if he even knows how much I do enjoy surprises even though I act like I don't want any.

It was some thing we do normally

But it still stood out.

It felt different.

A good difference.

So weird too because I saw him randomly before I went to the funeral. He didn't know, well I don't know if he knew it was that morning or not.

But I did get surprised at a few things that night.

I saw some of family prior to work after the funeral.

And enjoyed eating a meal with them.

We're distance physically and emotionally but I still care and love them. I keep them in prayer.

I vented a little to my boo... he gave me that space to. Which is good because whenever I do it's via text and not voice. I usually hide behind typed words.

But I went to work the next day rested and fine tuned.

God, that's all you. Thank you.

[choisgirls]

This sounded cute to me, but idk. Mc moving in with rfa+V+saeran? Like getting a house or apartment together. (or in jumin's case a giant ass penthouse, smh rich people)

A/N: I just wow i loVE THIS okay thank you ~Admin 404

Smh rich people indeed (i had way too much fun with V and i had to stop myself from going on and on) ~ Admin 626

*YOOSUNG:-I think the two of you would end up with a small apartment to start out! Move up to a house a while after he starts his career-Your living room is only part living room. Everyone has to fight each other to sit on the couch when they visit-It’s only part living room because y’all spoil Lisa to no eND so there’s a huge cat tree and a ton of cat play houses jumin approves and actually gets a few of the playhouses for y’all-Sure you could have made that extra room a cat room but???? No???-Game room????-IT’S LITERALLY THE BEST ROOM IN Y’ALLS APARTMENT it’s decked out in all of your nerdy-gaming related things (figures, posters, games themselves) and seriously it’s just pride and joy nerd-Your bedroom is overrun with plushies, neither of you can really tell whose is whose anymore-He makes you breakfast every day! The first day, he tried to bring it to you in bed but that was a disaster when he tripped over the plushies and you woke up with an omelette on your face-Y’alls apartment is covered in cute things- stickers are everywhere, homemade gifts and decorations, and it just looks kinda like pinterest threw up in the apartment-Your kitchenware is SO CUTE like your ladle is nessie, your measuring cups are whale shapes, and he has these cartoon cups that he tried hiding from you but they’re just so cute you can’t help yourself

*JUMIN:-Y’all didn’t have to get a new place, he just moved you into his penthouse i mean didn’t he already in his route, LMAO-But anything you want, he will get it for you-He has a lot more cat shaped things than you originally thought though-Like cat shaped bowls, has a few coffee mugs with cats on them, things like that-NOW THAT Y’ALL LIVE TOGETHER YOU GET TO SEE THOSE SWEAT PANTS HE’S TALKED ABOUT, HALLELUJAH-He gives you complete control of decorating but it’s like??? Jumin I wanted to do this together???-So he helps pick out throw pillows, new art pieces, anything you ask him to do-The one thing he requires is a tON OF PICTURES OF THE TWO OF YOU-FRAMED, HANGING, EVERYWHERE-Seriously there’s a painting of the two of you plus Elizabeth hanging up in the house but at least it’s adorable

*SAEYOUNG:-Also just moves you into his house- i mean why not, it’s big enough-IT’S LIKE LIVING WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND BECAUSE HE’S SUCH A FUCKING DORK-Y’all don’t even sleep in your bed for like the first week, you two are having pillow forts in the living room-You can have a room to yourself, for whatever you’re passionate about. Gaming? He has a room for that, he’ll share. Art? Room for you. A room dedicated to your favourite figurines from your favourite games or shows? He’ll have to get you a separate room he isn’t sharing his-He’s got plates that are planets and they’re AMAZING y’all i almost bought some the other day omg-But he’s such a brat, like he plays pranks on you to wake you up-You’ve woken up to whipped cream in the face more times than you can count but you’ve also woken him up with cold water soooo-No item in the house is safe from you two “playing” if you catch my drift wink wonk-Saeran hates both of you so much

*SAERAN:-Definitely not used to having you actually live with him-You walked in the bathroom while he was in the shower and you never knew that he could scream so high pitched-Black out curtains throughout the house because???? The sunlight sucks-He’s actually lowkey really cute and likes to put pictures of the two of you in frames and just put them on bookshelves or hang them up-But then he like denies that he puts them up??? “Idk how it got there, it looks terrible” uh yeah okay-YOUR KITCHEN IS THE MOST DECKED OUT ROOM because the two of you actually really like to cook and it’s a bonding thing -Otherwise, your bedroom is decked out with the comfiest bed, blankets, and coolest TV because MOVIE MARATHONS-Every time you buy some cute little ceramic animals you can’t find it ten minutes later. He hides them in various places because he hates them-Actually really loves the idea of painting the ceiling like the sky with some clouds but only in the bedroom, the rest of the house cannot deal with that-The two of you pick out everything together! Everything has nice neutral tones,everything goes together perfectly (just like the two of you aw cuties)

*ZEN- with zen, it wasn’t a slow move in where u just kinda leftthings at his house and things slowly collected over time- nah that’s not Zen’s style- of course he would make a big deal about you moving in- “mC YOU CAN’T STAY OVER WHAT WILL PEOPLE THINK OF US”- “Zen we’ve already done the diddly do, what r u ashamedof”- honestly ur lucky he didn’t make y’all wait til after youguys got married- but it’s worth the wait!!!- Zen completely redid his place just for you - he denies the fact that jumin helped him but u knowjumin did- it’s so cute!!!- piCTURES OF U EVERYWHERE- the kitchen has a whole lot of sweet things bc he knows ulove sweets-there’s a sex swing in his bedroom- Seeing Zen in sweats??? H O T- Zen sees in ur pajamas? He suddenly has to go shower???- Poor you gets roped into Zen’s workouts- he claims it’s ur fault since ur sweets are fattening himup-  living with him issuper peaceful tho???- he has self care days??? Who does that???- face masks, bubble baths with candles, treats himself tomani pedis- and he takes such good care of you!- because of him, you eat more healthy! The sweets aretreats okay- and because of you, zen becomes a little more lowkeybecause you can’t always handle his dramatic ass everyone in the group chatkisses ur feet for that- You two brought out the best in each other  *JAEHEE- honestly her apartment is the tiniest thing in the world- like you know the episode of Futurama where Fry moves inwith Bender?- yeah, that small- you guys end up finding a super cute apartment!!!- it is on the smaller side but it’s super cozy- flowers everywhere!!! You want the place bright for whenJaehee comes home from work - y’all have too many pillows on your bed and sofas but it’SWORTH IT- there’s a little reading nook you guys managed to create!- also, all the RFA hoes come over all the time- no matter what u guys do, u can’t stop it- one time you couldn’t get rid of Saeyoung for weeksbecause Jaehee figured out DIY Honey Buddha chips- as much as you two protest, one day futons magicallyappeared on the floor for them- Jaehee is the sweetest roommate!!!- she always leaves u little notes everywhere to let u knowshe loves you- she folds down the page corners of store catalogues if shethinks you’d like them- and she always somehow has a cup of coffee ready for youwhenever u need it???- she’s a magician- and you always makes sure she eats and rests enough  *V- You guys get a house together!- You needed a room for work and he needed a room for hisart, so an apartment was definitely out of the question- you love decorating the house with him???- hE MAKES EVERYTHING SO CUTE- He hung up Christmas lights in your room! Who does that!V’s hipster ass, that’s who- Polaroids and other pictures eVERYWHERE- and of course this guys gets a record player- he puts it in the kitchen and he dances with you in thekitchen when you two cook together- actually he just dances with you when he can, music or not- you guys end up having a mini library because V is superinto learning about other cultures??? He has books on everything u can name- he ends up taking u out like every week for aestheticpics, you cant get out of it no matter what- sometimes he makes you get up to watch the sunrise withhim- it’s okay tho, u get back at him with a nERF WAR- and sometimes you use a marshmallow shooter against himrandomly- “hey mc have u seen m-“- “have U SEEN BOFA DEEZ NUTS”- he just stands there getting hit by marshmallow as hestares off into the distance- think of the scene from parks and rec when Andy shoots Benwith marshmallows- honestly u two are so cute and silly together, and all isright in the world

[mukhtaleef]

IPKKND3 binge watch rant

So @asrkikhatir​ finally I got time to watch the episodes!! you successfully convinced me girl!!

I am gonna watch 4 episodes in one go!! this is gonna be super long Lets see how it goes!!

Thursday: 31/08/2017

Ok so Nani is going the original Raizada way. Shadi kisi bhi circumstance me kyo na hui ho rasme nibhana zaruri hai!!

Chandni is so cute with Adi!1 Adi is cute too 

Oh baby is a superman (Adi is wearing a superman cap). that’s so cool. This dialogue is courtesy my kiddo 😃

So cheeku (its so cute!!) mama is Adi’s favourite!!

But seriously, I hate that they use all of the background scores from the original ipkknd.

The one being played right now is one of my favourites arshi tunes!! I hate this that they have used it here!!

See you tomorrow!! Like is he going out of the house!!

This sister is sweet!!

OK may be a wrong thing to say at this time sista!!

Is this the Dil boley Oberoi house? The kitchen looks the same!

I hate jokes made on physical appearances.

Ugh Chandni stop trying to please that witch from hell!!

Why is kajal holding phone for Indrani?

Hey bhaggu! fir aa gaya Advay!!

Run away Chandni. None of these people deserve you!!

Og god!! Is this Sista going to make lame jokes like this? Someone please bring Lipistick wali masi!!

Achha decorate? It looks so gaudy!!

I swear the people in this show can’t read facial expressions at all!!

What? he got her biscuits?

Damn him making her wear jewellery is just creepy!

What? Stop calling her characterless you creep!!

Yass Chandni. Give it back to him. Tell him he doesn’t deserve you at all!!

Where did all the biscuits go? Why didn’t they fall from the plate?

SHUT UP ADVAY!!

Yass girl!! Tell him that he is a disgusting creep!!

Goof girl Chandni!!!

Ok why is Chandni interested in mooh dikhai? Is it just to spite Advay? Then I am all for it!!

BTW that necklace Chandni is wearing is hella ugly!!

OK what is this masi’s problem?

But Advay looks sooooo good!! I like how he is dressed in a proper suit!!

Like what is the point of accepting someone as their bahu in front of society when they are going to be an asshole to them in the confines of the house? I don’t understand this stupid logic 😒😒

Anyway onto next episode.

Friday: 01/09/2017

I hate this stupid precap thing!!

Time to ho gaya? Seriously nani konse Indian function me log time pe aate hai?

Aah Advay has done something!

Did he just tell people that its cancelled!!

Why is he wearing a purple suit?

someone needs to monitor Adi’s Media consumption! What are they showing this kid that he is talking like that!!

Ok this masi is making me dislike her more and more every passing second!

Advay is calling Indrani, right?

Yup.

lol. I love it when Advay is fucking up Indrani!!

Paylagu sasu ma. aapka zabardasti ka damad bol raha hu 😁😁

Okay Advay you don’t need to insult Chandni while fucking up Indrani.

I love how Sobti is playing it though!!

Leela is hypocritical as well. Khud to apni ma ki sun nahi rahi hai and expects her daughter to listen to her!! Go away you bitch!! 

Why is Nani getting bossed around by Leela? what sort of relationship do these two share? And why is Advay fine with it? 

Why is Chandni lying to Indrani? Doesn’t she no that her misery will give Indrani more pleasure?

Okay stop crying for that woman Chandni. She doesn’t deserve it!

Your apology is useless Nani!! you shouldn’t have brought her here.

Ghanti baji! kon aaya?

Lmao bachha party!! Adi, well played!!

Hahaha suck it up Advay!! I am soooooo happpyyyyyyy. 

Lmao!! I am loving this. Advay ka super popat!! YESSSSSSS

Hahahaha Adi Chauke chhakke maar raha hai!

Sab log kaise dekhenge ki meri mami kitni pretty hai!!

Advay’s face at that!! jaise kisine mooh me karela daal diya ho!!

I am so loving this!!

Go Adiiii!!!

Take that Advay!!

I hate what Chandni is wearing though! And that duppatta doesn’t match at all!!

Ye maara nani ne sixer!!

Sharma raha hai!! Leela tu he samjha na isse! Lmao Nani bhi so savage!!

I love this.

I don’t fully understand Advay-Leela dynamics!!

Why is putting those kangan in such slow motion?

Yes! I love it when Chandni gives it back to Advay!!

Is Adi sick or something? How classic!!

ughh Sobti is lip syncing this so baaad! Its giving me michmichi!!

But but but I love the lyrics which are playing between Advay and Chandni!!

I hate how they made Advay out to be a musician but the execution is so poor!! 

I am done with Advay constantly threatening Chandni!!

Chandni fainted!! Ab Advay usse god me uthayega!!

Did she eat anything?

I quite liked this episode!!

Monday: 04/09/2017

Wow only tanatan boy has noticed Chandni’s hunger!!

Ugh Nani’s jokes!!

Why is Chandni so hung up Indrani!!

And stop crying for her!!

Yes mamaji tell her the truth!!

Oh puhleeez Chandni!! That woman is vile!! No need to call her nafrat meethi!! she was about to sell you!!

Fuck I hate this!! 

Sometimes I think more than Advay-Chandni, Chandni-Indrani relationship is more toxic!!

And I am still mad about Indrani being a total witch from hell!!

God I hate this!!

Mamaji please tell Chandni that Indrani tried to sell her! That would probably stop her Maa maa!!

Oh god!! Pooja’s jokes are so lame!!

He made noodles for her?

Pooja asking some real questions here!!

I like her despite her lame jokes!

Hain!! Didn’t he just tell her in last episode that he will not ask her to leave because nani said so! 

I just had an image of Nani singing kya hua tera vaada to Advay 🙈

Or he is asking her to go out because her presence makes him feel something something!!

Wow he is asking her nicely to leave because he promised not to throw her out. What crap!

What in the hell Nani! Why is Chandni supposed to bear your grandson’s nonsense? WTF is this yar? I hate it!!

Advay is stumped! What’s he gonna do?

Chandni girl take this opportunity and run. Go live a peaceful life away from both Advay and Indrani!!

Yikes!! Spiders!! He left spiders in her room!!

I really want to punch him in his face

WTF?! Poisonous spiders!! Goddamnit Advay!

Shit!! I hope one of the spiders bite Advay 😡😡 and courier some to Indrani as well!!

Is he not gonna throw those spiders out!!

Ooh the spider actually bit Advay!! Lmao!!

Sabko bhaga diya to aise bol rahi hai jaise annoying bache the!!

But again this reinforces the theory that he is her tormentor and saviour both!

She is remembering all the times he saved her!! Don’t fall into that trap Chandni!

Advay has a picture of Dev and Chandu framed!!

Advay is sounding like a petulant child here!! 

Wow that flashback!! Advay is actually slut shaming Chandni!! Padhat moorkha!!

Didn’t she used to call him tum?

Samajh me bhi nahi aata aap dushman hai ya nahi?

Eeee Chandni ne dukhti rag pe hath rakh diya!

I love Advay’s expression here. that sudden change from almost stoic expression to unshed tears in his eyes!

This makes me think even he is confused!!

Chandni said the same!!

Advay’s threats are getting old now!!

Why is Nani sending Shilpa to work in someone else’ house? Let the girl get some rest!! 

Why do people in this house talk about Advay’s ex girlfriends as if its some badge of honour? this topic doesn’t deserve to joked about when Advay publicly slut shamed Chandni for having a kid before getting married!! Such double standards! I hate it!!

Chandni is lowkey intrigued about Advay’s ex girlfriends!!

Tell her the truth Nani!! She deserves it after you asking her to bear Advay’s BS!

What crap!! 

And why is Nani talking about nafrat while smiling

And we are done with this episode too. Onto last one for today!!

Tuesday: 05/09/2017

Lol Adi making fun of Chandni’s height!!

Lmao Adi’s secret!! Aloo and paneer ke beech me difference nahi pata!!

Advay’s face at mami ko kiss karo 😁

But seriously from where is Adi getting all these ideas?

Chandni looks mildly uncomfortable. Mostly she looks shy! Does she want Advay to kiss her!! No girl!!

lol Pinky ke mama is very romantic!!

These two look so pretty though!! Thank god Advay isn’t wearing stupid clothing anymore!

What the fuck is Advay upto now?

What kangan are those?

This doesn’t look good!!

Ugh shut up about PeePee already!!

WTF?? Is he going to gaslight her again?? What rubbish is this?

Advay looks deranged right now!!

Ok is my TV playing tricks on me or is there really no fire visible?

What the hell is going on?

Advay Singh Raizada is a psycho!!

What sort of warning is this!!

Yes Chandni tell him!! 

Chandni too thinks Advay is psycho!!

Ok girl take it sown a notch will you!! 

whats wrong with Advay?

He fainted? WTF?

Why doesn’t he want anyone to know?

Call an ambulance girl!!

arre call that tanatan boy!!

WTF she doesn’t know how to drive? matlab kuch bhi?

This is a crapfest!! sir me dard ho gaya mere!!

How does this pandu know her!!

Dude doctor!! cut it out will you? 80% of Indians have arranged marriage and don’t know much about their spouses initially!!

Kidney nahi hai?

6 mahine ke andar? didn’t he comeback to Mumbai 6 months later? or am I wrong? So before going to allahabad he donated his Kidney to someone? but whom?

But seriously what is with Gul and giving her MLs some sort of physical problem? Diabetes, Heart disease and now just one kidney!! SMH. All of this is way too repetitive man!!

But finally I am done with marathon! I have a mild headache now. Thanks to Advay!!

[brahnabischh]

03:08 12:30 20:17

UUULLLGGHHHH! i’m so over it! i’m over every fucking thing! nothing wants to work for me , nothing wants to fall in line .. like shit man. CAN’T I BE GREAT?!?! fuck!

I really wanted to talk to her tonight. Haven’t seen her all day today or all day yesterday… Minus when I took her to work yesterday morning, but that doesn’t count, it was so slight. I miss her like shit! it almost feels like I shouldn’t even miss her this much.we see each other every day, we’re always talking… You think we can get sick of each other by now. Like what the hell. lol. and then these little random breaks come about and it feels like all hell has broken loose. I really do miss her though. I wish I could’ve just walked in the house and fell on her forehead , been like her little mock doctor… checking in on my patient make sure my she is feeling ok and is receiving all of the treatment she needs.

I wonder if she ever get sick of me. like does she ever get tired of me? seeing my face, hearing my voice, the scent of me, putting gas in my car, feeding me… All the shit that she does , big or little , I wonder if she ever wants to just give the fuck up? Maybe that’s what she said she wanted to fuck everything. She could just be tired of my bullshit but who’s to say. she probably never tell me… But i got on her nerves or there was something that I did that she didn’t like …. or even if she didn’t want to be with me anymore. I don’t think she would say anything. Or maybe she’d say something but everything will be to protect my feelings.

but that’s a story for another time… I don’t want to get into all of that.

i’m just ready to have my shit together forreal. I’m ready to make this money and move on with my life and move on with my baby. I want to have our own place so we can do whatever we want to whenever we don’t have any limitations, no one to answer to, no certain time so do certain things… Smoke in the house we can do it, if you want to cook up some food we can do it, if you want to sleep in all day.. we could do it.

I want to be with her when I am in my comfortable place. when I can relax and live worry free, and just enjoy the fruits of my labor… When I can spend money and I can just do whatever the fuck I feel. I want to share those happy moments and those peaceful times with her. She’s the one I was with when I was down, so I definitely want her to be around when I’m up. We can be happy together. We could be worry free and stress-free together. just living our lives and enjoying every minute of it. That’s all I want for myself and for her. That’s something we have in common.

… But I have been thinking though.

what if me working for Sonatta is just going to pull us apart? And by that I mean I spent so much time working I don’t have time to spend on Tamia where all my time needs to be spoon. But she’s tired of not having anybody to talk to her not having anybody to hold and love one close enough in reach. I mean granted right now we’re both still in the same country and in the same state and in the same city only around the corner from each other, so there is no real distance in between us, and it’s not like we’re just not together because of whatever… I just work too much right now/my boss is too demanding right now.

it’ll be OK though eventually. Because this would be my set up to making the money that I want to make to live the life that I want to live and share it with who I want to share it with. I just want to be able to show her physically my appreciation for her and all that she does for me physically mentally emotionally spiritually… I want to give her gifts, I want to take her out to eat, I want to take her to the movie, I want to go on trips, I just want to spend money on tamia. as a matter fact no… I don’t want to spend my money on tamia, I want to spend my love to me. I want to spend my life on and with tamia. That may be a little too deep for your earlobes too harsh for your heart but … that’s what it is. Straight like that.

I really didn’t want to talk to her tonight. And I’m kind of upset that this Xfinity shit is an any login. And I’m even more upset that the stage with money pick up my check so my phone wouldn’t have to be off in the first place… But I mean I can’t stop it it’s too late now I’m here. I was really looking forward to at least hear her voice some more… Even if we didn’t stay on the phone all night like we did last night, just a brief conversation just to tell her good night and that I love her and let her hear it instead of just reading it. This little simple stuff… It’s the simple things in life that matter the most.

my life is simply shit, but she’s simply amazing, further simplifying my complicated brain.

I can’t wait for the day that I could just wake up and everything be OK. I can’t wait for the day that I don’t have to worry about what I’m going to do or how I’m going to do when I’m going to do or why or any of that extra shenanigans … I want to wake up and be at peace with all my situations good or bad. I want to be at peace with myself. And I want my heart to not ache, I want to stop crying at night, I want to stop wondering and desperate praying and stressing… Hell, I want other people to stop taking and crying and wondering and desperately praying and stressing over me for me! I want to be OK. I want to be more than OK, I want to LIVE!

and understand that everything takes time… Rome wasn’t built in one day but goodness gracious at least it was built. is coming… I know is I can feel it. I don’t think of ever been so close in my life. I just really hope that I don’t have to keep losing to finally win. I don’t want anyone to die I don’t want anyone to walk out of my life I don’t want anymore money loss I don’t want anymore jobs laws I don’t want anything to happen to my car… Anything really detrimental to my being right now I don’t want to happen I can’t take it. I don’t want to take it… So hopefully this sonata will be my blessing in disguise.

working for her is something different… It’s so high demand and so tedious all the tasks that I have to do just because someone else doesn’t want to, but everyone that knows me knows I don’t mind putting in a little elbow grease to make sure that my income satisfies my obligations. like I said I just want to be at peace , so if that means right now I’m working my ass off to get there… You better believe good and damn well that that is exactly what I am going to do.

she said she will hire me as her au pair , in turn giving me a place to lay my head as well as work .. but I need to clarify to her that I need money. I can’t have no phone because I don’t have money… Most of the work that she wants me to do for her requires my phone anyways so I definitely need to have my service back one. And I don’t want to live at this lady’s house for more than three weeks I want to have some money so that I can get my own apartment and be independent how I want to be… So I have to talk to her and really sit down and figure out in detail what my pay is going to be how often I get paid what she expects of me what I expect of her… There’s a lot of slight conversation that needs to be had. All the important stuff that we missed too busy focusing on hair and lashes… But it’s OK we’re going to get it together.

I was supposed to sit down and cry all my feelings out just now… Because I wasn’t able to talk to to me him like I wanted to… But I’m actually kind of happy that I’m not crying because I don’t want to wake up in the morning and my eyes are swollen just because I was crying over spilled milk. I’m trying to stay positive and keep positive affirmations and my brain and in my ears and on my tongue .. that’s what really gets people through. Thinking about all the good that can come up all the bad or all of the positive in all the negative. i’m trying to change the way I think because if I change the way that I think my movements will follow. I will be all right I know that… Eventually everything is going to fall in love because it has no other choice but to… I’ve been down for too long to still be down. So this down shit is exactly that, shit!

SMH… I really just fell asleep trying to write down all my feelings. I’m just going to go to sleep now called it a night… Will pick this up again another day good night

[mimosajones-blog]

Humble is the Way

When I arrived at college in 2012, my mindset was “I’m here to get my degree and that’s it. I don’t need new friends. I have friends. If I just so happen to make friends, cool. If I don’t, that’s cool too.”

Back then, there was no doubt in my mind that my decision was the right decision. Today, I look back and wonder why? Why did I feel that way? I had never in my life felt like that. I had always been very open and outgoing, but it’s like a switch turned on when I went to college & I just knew that there were absolutely no people on my campus that I could possibly like enough to call a friend. Fortunately, I had a few new friends come into my life who I wouldn’t trade for the world and I met a whole group of amazing people on my campus during my Senior year (shout out to my Leadershape fam!), but to think of how many connections I could have made and lives I could have impacted had I just let my walls down, smh. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t regret it. Everything happens for a reason, so I live my life with absolutely no regrets, but I still wondered why...

Of course, I had been done wrong by so-called “friends” in the past, but I’ve been done wrong by people, both family and friends, all of my life, so that wasn’t enough to stop me from being friendly. 

I have a love-hate relationship with people. Sometimes I love to interact and sometimes I love to be alone, but my love for people outweighs any dislike for the bad seeds in the world and my need for me time, so that couldn’t possibly be it.

Then as I sat on my bed, sifting through my thoughts, I finally figured out why, and I couldn’t even hold back the tears when it hit me.

When I was a child, as I’ve said before, I was taught that family business was family business and that we didn’t need help from anyone because God would always take care of us. I’d say about one third of that was accurate. God ALWAYS took care of us and He still does to this day, but what people fail to realize is He doesn’t just hand things to you cause you want them and sometimes not even when you need them. He wants to know you’re moving towards a better you and working hard to achieve the goals set for yourself. More importantly, He wants you to be humble and a part of being humble is knowing when you need help and asking for it. My Grandfather always said “humble is the way”. His face and voice still linger in my mind after all of these years. Such a simple phrase, yet it was so complicated to completely grasp.

I’ve always been humble in certain ways, but now that I realize all that humility encompasses, I can’t help but see where I was lacking. Asking for help has been something that I’ve struggled with for years. I can’t tell you how many times I didn’t go somewhere with friends or family just because I didn’t have money or a ride (Sometimes by my own choice. Most of the time, because I was told that “you can’t go everywhere”, although, had I been allowed to ask for help, I probably could have.. Sometimes I’d do the “embarrassing” thing and go to a birthday dinner with no money for food just to be with my friends). How many times I went without eating because I didn’t want to take food from someone else’s mouth, although they had plenty to share. How many times I was screaming inside, but outwardly smiled because, regardless of what I needed, I knew my smile would help someone else feel so much better. I could go on and on, but that’s not my point.

The point I’m trying to make is that I deprived myself of new friends and new experiences, not because I didn’t want them or because I was afraid of being hurt. I didn’t want new friends or new experiences because I already felt like a burden to my own friends and family. Not because ALL of my family and friends treated me like one but because that’s how I was conditioned by SOME of my family and friends (A few bad apples can ruin the bunch, right?). I felt like asking for help was too much. It wasn’t their job to help me and I was pathetic for even needing help. At times, I even thought “welp, I wonder how much longer my friends will be my friends. I’m sure they’ll get sick of me sooner or later”. These thoughts and how I was treated growing up is exactly why I don’t tolerate people trying to make me feel guilty for asking for help anymore. It’s exactly why people who are okay with making others feel that way don’t get respect from me. It’s why I’m working every day to ask for help when I need it, even when my pride tells me not to.

I also felt like new people would never understand me. There are things that I’ve been through that only my closest friends know the details of and even then, some of them don’t know everything. I’ve always felt like the odd one out. When I was a child, I didn’t know how to accept it because I had people put me down on a daily basis. As an adult, I revel in my differences because I know they’re what make me who I am. My differences are why I stand out. Why I seem to make friends even when I claim I don’t want them. Why I’m writing this post now. My differences may make me an individual, but there’s someone out there who’s differences make them the same as me. Maybe it’s you. Maybe you know someone who’s felt like this too. Either way, I hope my words make it to whoever needs to see them so they know they are not alone.

To that person who is as different as I am, you’re not a burden. Your friends and family are there to help, so let them. If they treat you like a burden, they’re not real (family or not). Drop them & focus on the positive people in your life and your dreams. Love on the people who accept you for who you are and see the light in you. I know people have made you feel like you didn’t belong, but I promise there are people out there with hearts of gold who would love nothing more than to see you thrive and know that they didn’t turn their back on you when you needed someone the most. Those are the people you love for a lifetime because you know their love will last that long.

Unapologetically,

Jones

I dedicate this post to the most humble man & woman to step foot on this Earth. The duo that still saw me as beautiful even when I couldn’t see it. My biggest supporters in Heaven. The people who taught me to love, to be selfless, to dream. The ones who never made me feel like a burden but made me feel like me, their chubby checkered granddaughter with big dreams. I miss yall so much. Rest in Peace Jesse & Margaret Jones. It’s been years & life still isn’t the same without your wisdom and love.

[mocharoll]

A tag thing!

Tagged by @dishon-nerd !!! Thank you so much!!! <3 <3 <3 

LAST

1) Drink: Green tea!

2) Phone call: With my mom, about wot I'm getting for lunch! (might as well give detailed answers.!! Hahaha!)

3) Text message: To my mom again

4) Song listened to: CP Violation, if that counts! Having sosososo many Half Life feels these days smH!!

5) Time you cried: OoOh! A week ago when I saw Logan!

6) Dated somebody twice: Not really sure wot this means, but I've never dated anyone twice, if that's what it meanz!

7) Been cheated on: Nope, thank Gawd!

8) Kissed someone and regretted it: Nope!

9) Lost someone special: I lost my grandma when I was 13. Don't know if this counts because I wasn't there to experience it first hand, but my grandparents at my mom's side. Both of them, my granddad was an amazing surgeon and my grandma was pretty much a queen, were so so nice and special and they would have made such great grandparents. They passed away when my mom was 17 and I never got to meet them. Would have been the loveliest thing. I miss them every day! <3

10) Been depressed: I don't remember the last time I was, but it was a long time ago thankfully. Probably around 3 years ago when I started getting medication concerning my mental health- and when it was at it's worst. It wasn't a good time, basically! <3

11) Gotten drunk and puked: A year ago actually, though it was much more extreme than that. Haven't had that much alcohol ever since.

THREE FAVOURITE COLOURS

12) Reds!

13) Lilac / violet

14) Fuchsia

IN THE LAST YEAR YOU HAVE YOU

15) Made new friends: Definitely!

16) Fallen out of love: Thankfully! It was making me lose my sense of direction and it was more harmful than positive, so I gradually got over it. But again, was it /truly/ love? I don't think so anymore, but I didn't want to leave this empty!

17) Laughed until you cried: Happens once every week thankfully!

18) Found out someone was gossiping about you: Hhhh, I did! And it was in fact wrong information they were giving each other too, something they'd overheard and I reckon they had absolutely nothing to do so they began to talk about it when they saw me at the canteen, so I went up to them trying to be as polite as possible- and fixed that information, so that the assfarts could at least do it right! Really proud of that moment!

19) Met someone who changed your life: Ohh definitely!

20) Found out who your true friends are: Learned that a lowng time ago, but I was reminded!

21) Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Actually, yus! It was the first day in 2nd grade though  

HOW MANY/MUCH

22) Facebook friends: Around 100 I think!

23) Pets: A Lab called Chico!

24) Want to change your name: I'm really fond of it, honestly!

WHAT

25) Did I get for my birthday: A toy microscope, two dresses, an abstract t-shirt, a nice skull ring and skull earrings

26) Time I woke up: 6 am.! Hhhhhh!

27) Were you doing at midnight: Sleepz!

28) Can’t you wait for: whEN Half Life 3 comes one day......!!! Hahahah! Seriously though, when 21st of June finally passes! That's when all my university entrance exams will be over!!

29) Was the last time you saw your mom: A few secs ago!

30) Was something you wish you could change about your life: Definitely how I reacted to distressing situations 3 or 2 years ago- my mind was at a fragile state back then and I've reacted miserably. Wish I could have faced them as my current self. Oh well! <3

31) Are you listening to right now: Nothing, really! Sound of my dog's pants, maybe!? <3

32) Gets on your nerves: My answers are pretty much the same as Josi's, ngl! <3 I hate /especially/ animal cruelty, racists and haters of lgbtq and women rights in general, superficial, uncaring, shallow minded folk.. and assholes in general!

33) Talked to a person named Tom: Ohh! Well it's been at least 4 months since I texted a Tom! Hope he's doing alright! <3

34) Is your most visited website: Either Fallen London or youtube! But I've been on Pinterest a lot as well

35) Elementary school/primary school: A fairly liberal viewed private school with a considerable amount of snobs but really really great people in an even greater number. I love it ngl!

36) High School: Same as above! I'm still there- Iz my last year though!

37) College: To Be Announced.!! Hahahahah! <3

38) Hair colour: Dark brown!

39) Long/short hair: Long-ish right now, but I've always loved short/medium hair!

40) Crush: Always have one! Hhahaha!

41) Do you like about yourself: Hrm! Honestly I've never done something like this! Well, I like how I'm forgiving and able to be positive, passionate about wot I love and how I'm at peace with myself- I love how my heart is open and I love to give affection as much as I love getting it! I like how creative and intellectual I am and how I can fluctuate between super crazy goofy and serious thoughtful attitudes at the right momentz!  

42) Piercings: One on my right ear (cartilage)! Pretty sure it's closed now though

43) Blood type: B rH+ ! <3

44) Nickname: Zeyno (most of the time), Raine or Strong (internet fwiends), Queen (family only! Hahahaha!)

45) Relationship status: Lowng distance!

46) Zodiac: Leoooo!!

47) Pronouns: She/her

48) Favourite show: House

49) Tattoos: None for now!

50) Left or right handed: Leftie!

51) Surgery: None, thank Gawd!

52) Piercings: Ear cartilage, hurt a lot but it was kinda fun ngl!

53) Best friend: A gurl called Özge (since like 2nd grade!)

54) Sport: I do mostly swimming and cardio!

55) Vacation: Italy, Greece and Izmir are my favs!

56) Pair of shoes: My first high heeled black boots!

RIGHT NOW

57) Eating: Nothing

58) Drinking: Air!? Hahahahah!

59) I am about to: Rush to the theatre cause it'll start in like 30 mins hhhhhh!!

60) Listening to: Half Life 2 soundtracks

61) Waiting for: my darn nail polish to dry!

62) Want to see: how the city lights look like in the night!

63) Want to get married: Don't really care!

64) Career: At a gud university's research facility, at WHO (maybeeee!!) or working at labs and samples and wot not for a company as a biologist!  

65) Hugs/kisses: Kisses! Not much of a hugger!

66) Lips/eyes:Oooh! Hm! Eyes get me nervous sometimes, so lipz!

67) Taller/shorter: Really really don't mind! I'm like 170 cm- anything works!

68) Younger/older: Hrm! This one's kind of odd for me!- With gurls I don't have a preference, but with guys, I like an older guy!

69) Romantic/spontaneous: Romantic!

70) Nice arms/nice stomach: As long as the person is nice, I don't really care! I'm really fond of nice stomachs tho!

71) Sensitive/loud: “sensitive, but loud in the right situations” Exactly this!

72) Hookup/relationship: Relationships- I've never liked hookups

73) Troublemaker/hesitant: Hrm! I prefer a gud mix of the two!

HAVE YOU EVER

74) Kissed a stranger: Not yet.! Hahahah! <3

75) Drank hard liquor: Yus!

76) Lost glasses/contact lenses: Thank Gawd I didn't!

77) Turned someone down: Yus

78) Canoodling on a first date: Nope!

79) Broken someone’s heart: Mrm, once I think- because the feelings this one guy had for me wasn't mutual

80) Had your own heart broken: I think so- I'm lowng over it thankfully!

81) Been arrested: Nope!

82) Cried when someone died: A zillion times (be it fictional or real)

83) Fallen for a friend: I have! That's how that lowng distance relationship started!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

84) Yourself: Yus!

85) Miracles: Yus!

86) Santa Claus: Not really in the fairytail-ish sense, but as a person in history, I think I do!

87) Kisses on a first date: Ehh, maybe! Depends on how I feel about it!

88) Angels: Ngl, I kınd of do!

89) Love at first sight: Maybe!

OTHER

90) Best friend’s name: Özge

91) Eye colour: Really dark brown!

92) Favourite movie: Don't have /one/ favourite! But I love V for Vendetta, Some Like It Hot, The Dark Knight, Theory of Everything, Logan, High Society, Gone With The Wind, HP Deathly Hallows part 1 especially, Philadelphia is definitely so up there, Fathers and Daughters, Don't Bother To Knock (amazing Marilyn performance!), Niagara, breakfast at Tiffany's, To Rome With Love, Blue Jasmine, Moonlight (hhh!!), La La Land, Spy Game (saved the best for the last!!!!!)    

I’m tagging: @theearlgrey @dishonored-pendletwin @galadrielkenobi  @imperatorsapphiosa @certified-llama-chauffeur @rubinsammler @bluedarue @stuck-in--the-void @cheesecake-for-dayz @panda-with-problems @zombieparadeimpulses  If you guyz want to do it!!!! <33333

[nasayoongi-blog]

Nighttime Pizza Palaver

Nighttime Pizza Palaver

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Yoongi had found himself lying down on the couch for most of the day. He would be lying if he didn’t say he was bored. Most of his friends were all out, hanging at some bar, trying to find women. That really wasn’t his favorite thing to do, especially if it involved women. He don’t hate them, it’s just not his preference. But he did have a preference, and it was Hoseok.

Hoseok and Yoongi have been best friends ever since they could remember. They did everything together. Whenever Yoongi needed someone, Hoseok would always be by his side. No partner to help out with that Science project? Hoseok came over. No prom date? Hoseok would show up in a tux. Bad breakup? Hoseok brought ice cream and comedies. Hoseok was the perfect sidekick.

But only recently did Yoongi acknowledge his feelings for Hoseok. He was falling, and falling hard.

He was planning on telling Hoseok his feelings tonight.

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There was a loud knock at the door, signalling that the sun had arrived. Yoongi was a bit surprised, though. Usually Hoseok would just walk through the front door without knocking. Yoongi shook the thought out of his head. It was a stupid thing to worry about. He probably had some games in his hands that he brought over.

Just as his hand was about to grab onto the handle, the door swings open, hitting Yoongi in the face. Great.

“Hyung! I’m here!” Hoseok looked over at Yoongi, realizing what he had done.

“Oh shit, Yoongi i’m sorry,” the other’s hands flied up to Yoongi’s face, caressing his cheeks. Yoongi died a little inside, his said cheeks burning up.

“It’s fine, just don’t plan on smacking me with anymore doors in the near future.” I say, earning a chuckle from Hoseok, which was music from heaven according to Yoongi’s ears.

“Let’s go play some Overwatch!” Hoseok shouts, pulling out a game disk from his pocket. We both race over to my living room, crashing down on the couch. This was a familiar scene, one that happened almost every weekend.

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“I’m a little hungry for some pizza, what about you?” Yoongi questions Hoseok. The other nods, and Yoongi stands up from his spot on the couch to stretch. He grabs his phone and scrolls through his contacts, finding the pizza place.

“Yes, i’ll take 2 pepperoni pizzas with extra cheese. Yep. Alright, thanks.”  He presses the end button, throws his phone onto the counter, then walks back into the living room.

“So, how long is the grub gonna take?” Hoseok says, laid back with his legs on the arm rest. What a weird boy.

“About 20 minutes. I hope you enjoy pepperoni,” Yoongi replies, sitting down on the couch next to his best friend. Hoseok had grabbed the remote while his friend was on the phone, and started searching through netflix to find something to watch.

“You know I do! How does ‘The End of the Fucking World’ sound?” Yoongi shrugs, letting Hoseok press play. Yoongi feels Hoseok lay his head onto his shoulder. This move could be considered innocent, just a playful gesture between friends. But this action causes millions of thoughts to run through Yoongi’s mind.

Yoongi, feeling somewhat confident, takes his left arm and puts it over Hoseok’s shoulders. He could feel Hoseok scoot in a little closer. If his face wasn’t red from the door incident, it definitely was now. His heartbeat could probably be heard throughout his entire neighbourhood.

It was hard for Yoongi to concentrate on the show. Don’t get him wrong, it wasn’t a bad show, it’s just that it was hard for him to focus with a man hunk literally falling asleep on his shoulder. Hoseok’s body rose and fell within every other second.

He is literally the cutest human in existence, Yoongi thought while staring down at said man. Hoseok looked really peaceful when he slept. Not that Yoongi watched him or anything…

Hoseok’s eyes shot open when the doorbell rang.

“KRUSTY KRAB PIZZA, KRUSTY KRAB PIZZA,” Hoseok shouts throughout the whole apartment. Yoongi was currently on the ground, laughing his ass off at him.

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“This pizza is so good, i’m about to have an orgasm” Hoseok moaned as he stuffed another slice of cheesy goodness down his throat. Yoongi was having a hard time controlling himself. Seeing Hoseok do this was making his body excited.

“Control yourself buddy, you’re about to choke,” Yoongi reaches out to move Hoseok’s arm away from his mouth. His friend pouts.

“Smh don’t kinkshame me,” Hoseok shakes his head and continues eating the previous piece. Yoongi sighs.

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It was getting late, the clock on Yoongi’s TV reading 11:46 PM.

“Hey, are you by chance spending the night? It’s almost tomorrow,” Yoongi asked, arranging the living room so it didn’t look like a pigsty.

“Yeah. That alright with you?” Yoongi nods.

“You can crash on the couch if you want. Or if you want my bed I could just sleep out here-” Hoseok stops the older male mid-sentence by putting his finger on his lips.

“Why don’t we share just this once? It’s only for tonight,” Hoseok explained, removing his finger to grab onto Yoongi’s wrist. Yoongi was about to interject, but then he stopped. This was helping him. He could finally get the chance to tell Hoseok he liked him. Yoongi realized he might seem a bit crazy by not responding, so he just smiled and nodded.

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Hoseok had fallen asleep quite faster after hitting the bed. Soft breaths escaped him. Yoongi smiled at this, partly due to how calm this situation was, and also because Hoseok was really adorable.

Yoongi sighed as he threw the blanket over himself and Hoseok. Yoongi really wanted to talk to Hoseok, but he can’t do anything since said boy was unconscious. Yoongi turned so that he was facing Hoseok. He took a moment to admire the younger boy’s features. Hoseok’s red hair was somewhat messy, covering his eyes. Yoongi frowned. He liked Hoseok’s eyes. They were bright, bright enough to light up the entirety of Seoul. Yoongi expected that he wasn’t going to wake up, and that the older should just give up entirely on his plan.

But what he didn’t expect was Hoseok opening his eyes. He quickly shut his, trying to make Hoseok think he was asleep.

“It’s a bit creepy having you staring at me, Yoongi.” The older man's eyes flipped open, and he dove under the covers, hiding his face from Hoseok. He was really embarrassed. He had never been so disappointed in himself before.

He could feel Hoseok tugging at the covers.

“Yoongi, I’m not mad. Come out from under here.”

As soon as Yoongi’s head was uncovered, there was about a second inbetween from Hoseok and him locking eyes, and them locking lips.

Yoongi was taken aback. For the longest time he had thought Hoseok was straight, never into guys. Yoongi immediately reciprocated the kiss, deepening it even more somehow. He was smiling into the kiss. He was really happy.

Both boys had to pull away a few minutes later due to lack of breath. They both pulled back, faces as red as tomatoes.

“Yoongi, I love you. “

“I love you too, Hoseok.

E N D

[peechybabyy]

You win

We have been battling each other for fucking days. A week actually. I tried so hard to win you back and love you. But you have made it 200% clear you don’t love me or want me anymore. you did nothing but play mind games and be fucking hateful. You talked so much shit, called me the ugliest things I’ve ever been called, and even started talking to a new boo and I was STILL willing to forgive you. Because you mean that fucking much to me. I decided to leave you alone last night and this morning you text me flipping out and being a dick calling me a lying hoe and posting that I’m trash on Facebook... smh... and I’m the mother of your unborn child.... you called me a fatass the other day and I have ate once since then. I walk past a mirror and stop and suck in because I now hate myself because of you.. today you told me you were planning on seeing me until I did something to piss you off.. what I did idk and neither do you.. it’s all just a game to you.. you can’t stop. I just want you so bad. I want my daddy back. I want my baby back. I want you. I am so sick because of you I throw up, I sleep maybe 3 hours a night, I can’t eat, I take pills to help but nothing, I pace around like a crackhead shaking and anxious. I feel so bad for my baby in my stomach for all the stress and starvation she is going through... I understand you hate me for “ruining your reputation” and I hate you for “ruining our family” see that’s where we are different. I’m grown up enough to not care about what others think... you apparently aren’t.. and that’s okay.. you are mentally unstable. To fuck with someone’s head the way you have mine you have some problems you need to work out. And I wanted to be there with you while you got help and did that. But not anymore. You have ruined everything. I tried harder than I’ve ever tried with anyone because I love you and I want our family to be whole again me, you, Cohen, B, and our new mini but that wasn’t enough for you. I am done crying, I’m done begging, I’m done trying, you won, I quit. You have lost me and our family. I hope that new girl satisfies you like you said I never could. I hope she loves Cohen as much as I do and I hope she loves you better than I ever could. I hope you find happiness and I pray you find a peace of mind. I wish you nothing but the best baby even after everything. It will be hard but I know I’m better off. Somekne who loved me wouldn’t put me through this while I’m carrying their child. Someone who loved me would never ever have said the things you said to me. And I will never forget them. You have ruined me. But I will bounce back harder than ever because I have a heart of fucking gold and I love myself no matter what. You on the other hand I don’t know about you anymore.

@pipelayingbandit