#i forgot the board tags for pandem

[veryinnovative]

pandem core........

[russett-pots]

how about teaching sex with minju as your caring and nurturing senior, where you are shy and awkward but minju sweetly encourages you. minju guides you to cum all over her tummy and abs, and then she teaches you to pleasure her and make her cum, and then she gives you the ultimate lesson: for you to cum inside her. then minju teaches you to admire all the cum you released on her body, and your juices leaking out of her

Careful Noona

Kim Minju

Tags: Raw, breeding. caring Minju Sunbae

Words: 2.9k+ (2,992 so close to being 3k)

Sorry for the long wait. I have some existential crisis going when it comes to this blog)

You look down at your test paper and sigh.

Another low one

You studied hard for the test, trying to memorize every equation on the board. Been practicing all the problem sets. Yet on test day, you forgot everything. Everything the anger boils in you. Why can’t you get a higher grade? During the pandemic when everything is online, things are easier. Well since you can look at your notes during the test. Things were much simpler back then but now you have face-to-face class and you failed the test, failed it hard.

You shuffle your feet out the door. Your other classmates are busy talking inside about their passing scores. You are very jealous of them. But you put up your chin and say to yourself.

You’re going to do better…

Or at least that’s what you hope.

“How did you do?” Someone appears in front of you.

“Fine.. well actually I don’t want to talk about it?” You mumble.

It is your friend Minju. Well, kind of…You really met her since she was delayed. It isn’t because she failed a class. It is because she went on a leave of absence. From what she told you she did, she was very productive. She was in an internship for a sought-after company and maybe they are looking to hire her after when she graduates. But then you are just out there trying to survive college, hoping you’ll graduate one day.

“Jaesung-ah. Put that smile upside down. You can do better next time.”

“Well…” You show your score to Minju. Your heart is beating as you show her your test results.

“Oh…you really need to study. Wanna do some study sesh?”

“Well at this point. I’m willing to do anything.” You stand up and head out of the room. You turn back at Minju. “Noona, want some lunch?”

“Sure!” Minju replies excitedly.

You walk out of the college building. “What do you want?” Minju curiously asks.

“Chicken?”

“You thinking of what I’m thinking?”

“Well, you know where my favorite place is.”

“Come here. Let me buy you lunch.” Minju clings onto your arm and drags you with her.

She brings you to your favorite chicken place to cheer you up. Your favorite is spicy bbq and hers is snowy chicken.

“Which one are you going to get?” You ask Minju.

“Let me treat you. Let’s get the half-pack and share. You want kimchi rice or regular rice.”

“Regular is fine.” You mumble.

“Well suits you. I’m going to have the kimchi rice.” Minju almost shouts and turns around to the counter.

“Fine. If it’s okay with you. I’ll get the kimchi rice.”

“Anything to drink?”

“I’ll just stick with my water.” You pull out your jug.

“Okay. Just reserve a seat for us.”

You go up the stairs to the dining area. There are a lot of people. It is already rush hour what do you expect? You start to think you are going to get taken out. But then in the corner, there is a group of people about to leave. You quickly swoop over and steal the table before anyone else can.

You sit down and wait patiently for Minju and the food. Then you take out your phone to scroll thru Instagram. The first thing you notice is Minju’s photos. She is the first one on your feed. One thing you have noticed is that she is in her bikini. She may have been a bit conservative when it comes to what she wears to school but when she gets out and about she is wild. Her swimsuit leaves little to the imagination. She is such a cute and jolly girl when you meet her but when she is out parting she is a totally different person.

Down there agrees with what you see. The very skimpy clothes already make your cock harden. Even for a bit. It already makes you a bit horny. But that thought is interrupted as she is your friend even if you had a small crush on her. It isn’t much but you wouldn’t mind dating such a beauty like Minju.

“Ya!”

Your mind gets interrupted.

“Food’s here,” Minju announces to you. “I got our favorites half and half. Half spicy bbq and half snow chicken.”

“Thanks, Minju.”

“No problem. Just relax a bit. Forget about things. Okay?”

“Okay…it’s just my score—“

“Shush!”Minju places her finger on your lips. She grabs her chopsticks, pick-up one of the pieces of chicken, and stuffs it in your face.

“Food? Is good?”

You nod your head as you cannot say anything. Minju smiles as you affirm her. You make a thumbs up and smile as you can taste the deliciousness of the food.

Minju chuckles with your cheeks stuffed with food. She takes a bite of a piece with a scoop of rice.

You enjoy the food. It helps you forget about what happened a while ago. Finally what you like is blocking what was your old score.

You eat a bite of chicken with some rice. A perfect combination of simple food.

“Feeling better?” Minju asks.

“Yeah, I guess.” Then you blush.

“Wanna talk about it? Wait are you blushing?” She notices you.

“No. No. No! It’s just hot in here.”

Minju smirks. “Well if you want some help with studying then you can just hit me up.”

Your cheeks blush again, even harder this time. You put your hand on your hot cheek and smile. “Sure. Sure.”

~~

Weeks later.

~~

“Jaesung-ah. The test is next week. Wanna study together?” Minju taps your shoulder after class.

“Sure. I’m kind of more confident now. But anything would help.”

“Later at my place?”

“Oh? Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.”

“Nah— my roommate isn’t going to be at home tonight. So it will just be the two of us.”

“No problems then.”

“Yippie. Anyway got to go. See ya tonight?” Minju starts to run away.

“Okay.” You wave at her.

Uhhhh dammit. She is so hot.

This is so wrong. I shouldn’t do this.

Is this my chance?

You quickly head home to change, wearing something nice, and put on some cologne. This is your chance to impress her. Well time to impress her with more than a friend.

But you are conflicted. All of a sudden you got this urge. You had a crush for a while but now you have this chance out of the blue. You never thought to yourself that you were going to Minju’s dorm alone.

You try to go up to her dorm with your school material, some books and your notes, and a couple of energy drinks to keep you awake. There is a keypad at the entrance. You press the button on Minju’s apartment.

“Who is it?” Minju’s voice comes out of the speaker.

“It’s me.”

As soon as you say that, the door opens. You step into the building and then ride the elevator to the tenth floor. Down the hall to the twenty-ninth room, you see Minju’s door. You knock on it. Outcomes Minju, she is wearing an oversized shirt all the way down to her upper thighs and you assume she is wearing very short shorts underneath.

“Jaesung-ah. Come in.” She leads you inside her one-bedroom apartment. “Leave your stuff on the table. We can get back to that later. Want something to eat first? I have some ramyeon.”

“Sure that sounds good.”

She quickly goes to her small kitchen and prepares the pots and water and boils the water first.

“How’s the trip was it tricky to find my place?”

“No. Not really.”

“Good.” She dunks the noodles in the water and is shortly followed by the seasoning packet. “Please feel free to sit wherever you want.”

You walk first around her apartment, checking it out then the view. Being up in a big building comes with a nice view then you go back to the dining room and sit at the table. Minju comes over with the pot and a couple of pieces of silverware. She sets it down and sits with you.

“So…” She looks at you for a second then prepares a bowl for you.

“Thanks.” You smile as you take your bowl from her.

She prepares a bowl for herself.

“Argh!” The ramyeon is hot. You burnt your tongue while at it. It is even spicier than what you are normally accustomed to.

Minju just sits there and laughs. After seeing you struggle for a bit, she gets up and prepares a glass of water. She hands it over to you.

You take a sip of the water to extinguish the heat that is in your mouth. It is both because it is hot in terms of temperature and taste. You haven’t gotten the heat tolerance that others have, But you still try to eat spicy food with others some have been more successful than others like Minju’s favorite fried chicken place. She always gets the spiciest flavor. She would always try to feed you some but you have to refuse since you do not want to burn your tongue for the millionth time when she asks you to eat some.

“You done with the noodles?” You ask Minju. “Don’t we have to you know?”

“Oh yeah. What subject do you want to study first?”

“Statics.”

“Okay, then where’s your book?” Minju asks you.

You take out the book and lay it next to the table.

“What topic are you struggling with right now?”

“Trusses really, both with method of joints and sections.”

Minju then dives into how to solve using both methods of joints and sections. She was able to give you the desperate help that you need. You may have been busy looking at Minju’s luscious thighs but when you do pay attention you still can get the topic, surprisingly.

You get dazing off by how Minju is your crush and you wisht that she is your girlfriend.

“Jaesung. Jaesung-ah.” Minju tries to snap you out of your trance.

You can get back to reality and look at Minju.

But she stands up and goes to the kitchen.

“Jaesung-ah, do you like me?”

“Noona, what do you mean?”

“I could tell you have a crush on me.”

“Me? Have a crush on you?!” You deny things.

She looks at you in doubt. The face that says she knows even that you are lying.

“Noona….I just….I—”

“Jaesung-ah.” Minju steps closer. One foot goes after the other. Her long legs touch yours. You stay still as Minju sits on your lap and wraps her arms around your neck. “Just tell me you like me.”

“Noona…I…I li—li—like yo…you.”

“Oh, my Jaesung. I like you too.” Minju leans in for a kiss. It touches your lips. The sweet taste of her plump and soft lips is exciting. Minju pulls back.

“Is this your first kiss?”

“Yes…”

“Then I’m happy I’m your first.”

You lean foreheads. “It would have been you.”

“So I’m assuming you haven’t done…it?”

“It? Oh, sex? Ummmm.”

Minju chuckles. “It isn’t something to be ashamed of. We all had our first time.” She touches your cheek with her hand. “You have a condom?”

“Condom? I don’t have a condom. Why would I have a condom?” You question her and yourself.

“Raw?” Minju thinks to herself then shrugs her shoulders. “Sure.” She goes back returning and kisses you. Her hand gets all over you. Your eyes roll back and your mind wanders off.

Minju’s touch is already getting you aroused. Her hand gets up your shirt. It also goes inside your pants. You are already half hard, now with her hand in your pants, pumping your length. You can feel some pre-cum already leaking.

“Come on Jaesung-ah. Let me make you feel good.” Minju whispers into your ear. The sound tickles your ear canals. She licks your ear lobes and gives a quick nibble. She then undresses you, freeing your cock from its cage.

Minju looks down and chuckles for a bit.

“Don’t laugh! Is it small?”

“No. No. It isn’t.” Minju observes it. She inspects it by stroking it gently, then gives a quick lick. Her hand fondles your balls. Her tongue swirls around your tip. Her eyes are fixated on it. She is memorized at your length.

Minju stands up from squatting on the floor near your crotch.

“Are we done?”

Minju nods a no and removes her oversized shirt. Out comes the perkiest pair of tits you have ever seen. They seem to be perfect. Each one is a handful and one that is suckable.

She gets back down on your crotch and starts sucking on your cock. Slowly and gently at first. Her tongue plays around, going around your shaft. Each taste bud is dragging around your cock. While this, her left hand is playing with your balls. A breath of air can be felt as she is down there at your nether regions.

Your eyes roll back as you can feel your cock being pleasured. You let out moans as you could feel your cock being played with. Your hand strokes her head as she strokes your cock with her right hand.

Then things intensify. Minju goes faster. Things went from slow to fast gently. Things become more and more pleasurable. You can hear the sound of gwak gwak on your cock. Minju takes as much cock as she wants. Your length is getting swallowed whole as she plays with you.

You look down at her. Her eyes look up to check if you are enjoying this and you are. When she sees you looking down she gets up again and grabs the hem of her short shorts.

She starts to remove them as she says. “You know as much as I like you I didn’t expect us to have sex on the first date.” Once her shorts and panties are gone, there you can see a bush on her crotch. “I didn’t shave as you can see.” She tosses her shorts aside and grabs your hand. “I hope that doesn’t change anything.

You nod no as she brings you to her bed. She jumps on the bed and reveals her pussy. “You know what to do?”

“I haven’t done this but I’ll try.”

You align your tip to her entrance. Your cock plays a bit by rubbing its bottom part with the lips. Then you go in. Minju shouts as you enter while you moan as you penetrate her. You have always masturbated on her picture but never have you expected you’ll actually be fucking her. You thrust in and out like a monster. You never experience such pleasure if your life.

You get in and out faster and faster. While this Minju pulls you closer to her and initials a kiss between the both of you. You thrust while her tongue enters your mouth.

You go back thrusting in and out. Thins go intense. The bed starts to shake. You can see that Minju’s breasts are jiggling.

Then suddenly, Minju turns you around. She is on top of you while you are at the bottom. She gives you a deep kiss before sitting up. She is on top of your cock. Then she goes forward, backward, and side to side. A gentle rolling motion. Her hands rest on your chest then her fingers start playing with your nipples.

This switch of pace catches you off guard. But at this rate, she is going to make you cum faster than you would think.

“Come on, Jaesong-ah. You wanna cum for me?”

“Yes, noona.”

“Then cum for me. Cum for me hard.” She goes down and whispers in your ear. “Where do you wanna cum?”

You ponder for a moment. “Where can I?”

“Anywhere you want.”

Your heartbeat rises. Your mind races around, pondering where is an acceptable place to cum. You would expect Minju to make you cum anywhere you want.

“I don’t know where.” You reply.

“You want me to choose.” Minju looks at you while she continues to ride you.

“Yes…” You worry.

She leans forward on your face. “Cum in my, Jaesung-ah. Okay? I’ll ride you until your cum, okay?”

You nod your head. Minju is now in control of the situation. She takes over. All of the motion is set by Minju.

She starts to move faster. Her body jumps up and down. She runs her pussy all over your length. Your cock starts to get lubricated by Minju’s juices. This allows her to move faster and faster. MInju starts to orgasm louder after each minute.

Her bedroom is starting to get filled with her loud moans. You start to groan as well. You breathe faster and faster as your wanted orgasm is getting closer.

Minju is pushing you closer and closer to the edge. Then you can feel it. Your stomach starts to tighten, your leg starts to feel weak.

“Noona! I’m going to cum.”

Minju’s eyes brighten. She runs faster and faster.

Then you shoot your cum. Ropes and ropes of cum run out of your cock. A surge of sticky white liquid exits your body. Minju slows down as you finish. But once she stops she gets off.

There you can see your semen leak out of her pussy.

“Don’t worry. I’m on the pill.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I won’t get pregnant.” Minju lays beside you.

“So you have been planning this?”

“Sure. Well if I would do anything like this it would be you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I like you Jaesung-ah. I told you that and it’s obvious that you like me. So, it’s perfect. Ain’t it?”

“I guess it is…”

Minju lays beside you and cuddles up against you. “But did you get my lesson with Statics?”

“Uhhhh…..”

“Aigoo, We’ll have to go thru that lesson again? I want you to pass.”

“Okay, I will. I will.”

“Nice. Goodnight Jaesung-ah.”

“Goodnight noona.”

[vonlipvig]

tagged by: @vikkicomics  (Thank you so much! I love your art btw!!)

nickname: Jules

zodiac: Cancer

height: Hypothetically I’m 5′4 and that’s all we’ll say about that

last movie I saw: Oh man, if you had asked me this yesterday I would have a legit answer, but now I have to say Velocipastor (It did slap, tho)

last thing i googled: I think I googled how to make a duotone image in photoshop or smth.

favourite musician: Surprising nobody, it’s Taylor Swift.

song stuck in my head: I woke up singing Venus Fly Trap by Marina for some reason, so that.

other blogs: None, I just tag the shit out of everything here.

blogs following: 721 apparently.

amount of sleep: About 7-8? Pretty good, all things considered.

lucky number: I like 17.

what am i wearing: Pijamas, babey.

dream job: That’s for my therapist to know.

dream trip: Ireland and/or Scotland! That’d be a fun trip!

favourite food: Pasta.

play an instrument: I don’t.

languages: Spanish, English, and technically a bit of German, tho I stopped going to class with the pandemic and I forgot a lot, but I really wanna pick it back up again.

random fact: I just remembered I still haven’t gotten my wisdom tooth removed, holy fuck.

describe yourself as aesthetic things: Books piled up high on tables, board games, the puzzles of an escape room, the spinning top from Inception, a suit, blood splatter, the color yellow.

Tagging: @halcyoniq @petrosapian @audiodramatist @ladytemplar @thedeafprophet  @shortforesmerelda @eccstasasaur  if you want of course!

[allsassnoclass]

someday soon we all will be together

Ficmas Day 12

Pairing: Michael Clifford/Ashton Irwin

Rating: General Audiences

Key Tag(s): Long-Distance relationship, mentions of COVID-19

Word Count: 1,441

Read on AO3

A/N: thank you to everyone who has been reading these!  I have enjoyed writing them.  This last one is in the same universe as my two other mashton college au fics, but it can still be read alone with no background information.

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Michael calls Ashton late Christmas night

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Michael’s parents have gone to bed by the time he gets to hear Ashton’s voice.  He woke up this morning to a snapchat from him, a picture of his face half-obscured by his covers with morning light streaming in and the caption Merry Christmas <3.  It made something ache deep in Michael’s gut, a longing to see that messy brown hair in person and lie on the same bed again, but his response went unopened for most of the day.  For Ashton, Christmas is for family, and he respects that.  Tonight is for them.

Michael makes a cup of hot cocoa and brings it to the living room, turning on the lights on the tree but not bothering with any other lamps.  He doesn’t want to break the stillness of the house more than he has to, content to watch the rainbow string lights dancing around the tree and look at the ones flashing on the houses across the street.

They got fresh snow a few days ago, making the landscape seem like a winter wonderland despite assurances that it would be a brown Christmas weeks ago.  Michael settles into the armchair by the window, wanting a good view of the peaceful night, and sips his cocoa while he waits for Ashton to call.  He’s not left waiting long.

“Hi,” Ashton says, voice soft on the other end of the line so he doesn’t disturb his own family.  He’s probably sitting in his own living room, too, because he doesn’t like to be in his bedroom in the basement if another room is available.  The location is worth it to have his own bedroom, but he feels suffocated without a window.

The thought of them being mirror images in separate locations makes it feel like they’re closer.

“Hi.  Merry Christmas.”

“How was your day?” Ashton asks.  “I want to hear everything you did.”

Michael tells Ashton about his holiday, detailing the presents and big dinner that consumed the important parts of the day.  Thanksgiving has always been the big holiday for his family, so not much of their Christmas traditions changed with the pandemic.

Back during spring, when the pandemic was still starting, they had raised the idea to each other of spending holidays together: Ashton would come to Michael’s for Thanksgiving and get to meet his extended family and Michael would spend Christmas with the Irwins.  It’s the thing Michael is most upset about missing because of the pandemic.

Ashton’s Christmas was similar to his own, but they had a zoom call with his relatives and an afternoon of board games.  Ashton and his mom both worked extra hard to keep Harry and Lauren entertained in order to distract from the disappointment of not getting to do the full extended family gathering and traditions.  Ashton thinks they were successful, but Michael can hear how drained he is.  He loves his siblings more than anything, but Michael wishes not for the first time that he didn’t feel the responsibility of taking care of them.

“They miss you, you know,” Ashton says.  “Harry kept asking about you.”

Michael feels another ache in his chest.  He still isn’t fully sure how to handle Ashton’s siblings, but he likes them.  It would’ve been nice to spend time with them this break.

“Tell him I miss him, too.  You can even tell Lauren I miss her, if you want,” Michael says, picking at the hem of his sweatshirt.

He was going to ask for one of Ashton’s before they left campus for Thanksgiving break, knowing that he wouldn’t see him for two months, but he forgot.  He regrets that, now.

“I miss you,” Ashton says softly.  Michael hums.  They only live an hour away from each other, but they may as well be across the country with the pandemic.  Anne Marie got a new job at a nursing home.  It’s more consistent hours and pays better, but Ashton can’t risk bringing something back to her.  Michael hasn’t been leaving the house, but both of his parents are working in-person now.  They have protocols in place to ensure everyone is safe, but there’s always a risk.

“I miss you, too,” Michael says.  “A lot.”

Being at home is lonely.  Ashton has his siblings, but Michael is fully by himself until his parents get home at night.  He almost wishes he had stayed at school, but without Calum in the apartment it would’ve been pointless.

“Maybe…”

Michael waits for him to finish the thought, but he doesn’t.  The lights across the street flick between blue and red hypnotically.

“Maybe what?”

“I don’t want to get your hopes up too much, but I’ve been talking to Mom and we think it would be okay for me to come down.  I told her about how you’re staying safe and your family is being smart, and she said that I could maybe stay over for New Years as long as it’s just us and your parents are okay with it.”

“Really?” Michael breathes.  It seems almost too good to be true.  Michael knows that they’re following rules more rigidly than a lot of other people, but the thought of seeing Ashton fills him with both anticipation and anxiety, even though there’s practically no way for him to get the virus and pass it to him.

“Really,” Ashton says.  “You just have to ask your parents.”

Michael swallows, trying to contain everything building inside him.  It’s not possible for him to have forgotten what it feels like to kiss Ashton or even hug him, but he’s long overdue for a reminder.  He wants to see Ashton’s smile unobstructed by a phone screen or a mask.  He wants to hold his hand and sit close enough to hear his breathing in quiet moments.

“They’ll say yes.  They think seeing you is good for me.”

“Are they right?” Ashton asks.

“Yes, of course,” Michael says.  “Sometimes I think you’re the only thing that’s kept me sane this year.”

There have been infinite late night phone calls and video chats and the occasional drive and ice cream when they could swing it, and each time Michael ends the night feeling a bit better than he did before.  Being with Ashton pushes things back into alignment for him.  He has a way of making everything seem brighter than Michael can conceive it is.  He can’t imagine trying to navigate everything that has happened without him.

“Yeah,” Ashton says softly.  “I feel the same way.”

Michael traces the lip of his mug, hot cocoa now lukewarm inside it.

“It won’t be like this forever,” Ashton says.  “We can do Christmas together next year.  We have a vaccine now.”

“What if it doesn’t go away?”  Michael asks.  He knows what the scientists say, but distribution will take forever, and people are already saying they don’t want to get the shot.  The end still isn’t in sight, not to his eyes.

“If we move in together after you graduate, we’ll be our own family unit anyway,” Ashton says.  “It won’t be like this forever.”

Michael hums.

“We have New Years now,” Ashton says.  “Only one more week, then we’ll be together again.”

“I can handle a week,” Michael says.  He takes a sip of his cocoa, eyes searching the sky for any visible stars and landing on the moon instead.  It’s not quite full yet, but it’s getting there, a large bright spot in the otherwise dark sky.

“Hey Ash?” he asks.

“Yeah?”

“Are you by a window?”

“Yeah.”

“Can you see the moon from where you are?”  Michael hears shifting on the other side of the phone, waiting with bated breath.

“Yeah, I can.  It looks nice tonight.”

“I think so, too.”

Ashton huffs a gentle laugh.

“Looking at the same moon is almost like we’re there together, right?” he says.

“Yeah.”  Michael smiles, comforted that they’re on the same page without him having to explain himself.

Sometimes he feels like Ashton is his moon, something bright and grounding in an otherwise dark year.

“Tell me something else you’ve done recently,” he requests.  Ashton hums, then begins a tirade about the Christmas preparations he helped with earlier in the week.  Michael settles into his chair, eyes on the moon, content to listen to him for the rest of the night.

They’re not together now, but they will be next week, and they will be again in the future.  Michael has to let himself pretend for now, but it won’t be like this forever.  He and Ashton will have other Christmases, and until then he’ll keep his voice in his ear and his eyes on the same moon.

[aadhiskanmani]

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS COMPLETELY MY OPINION ABOUT THE FOLLOWING FEATURES.  I feel the need to say this again because last time too i got a message but x,y,z film has x,y,z issues . I've said it before and i will say it again  It is all a mixed Bag, Mixed Genres, Mixed reasons to suggest them right from the quality to acting to cinematography to story to critical acclaim to some just for PURE ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES.  I makes these lists because I feel these features deserve love and appreciation and because some made me feel Proud and some just for pure entertainment factor . 

I’ve Added the Info with the title about where you can watch (save myself a bit of time by not hyperlinking them This time since most of them are on prime and Netflix- pretty Straightforward right) +all features listed have subs

Asuran | Dhanush,Manju Warrier| Tamil [Prime]  : A Must Watch- Fair warning not for the weak Hearted, Has some Very Graphic scenes Dark and Gripping Saga about 2 families at war with each other. Vetrimaran has so smartly Merged the sociopolitical issues in the otherwise revenge story.Easily one of Dhanush’s Best Performances if not his finest yet(it is imo and i urge you all to see this to see how Lower classes are treated.It was the best Film of year 2019 Hands down for me. this one Gave me sleepless nights ,shook me like anything and i still shiver when i think of some of the things that have happened here. IF you want to see a BLOODY GOOD MOVIE watch this one.Manju is equally Fabulous as the grief stricken mother trying to keep her other family members safe.

Thambi|Jyothika, karthi|Tamil[Netflix] :From the Director of Drishyam(the original) An edge of seat thriller about a lost brother and her sister’s quest of finding him with humor and family drama included. After Drishyam another Fab family Thriller, Karthi has done a superb job and has shouldered the film well. i wish there was more Karthi and Jyothika Bonding though, Jyo is Good as always too but this one belongs to karthi 

Helan | AnnaBen,Lal| Malayalam[prime}: A very Well done Survival Drama about a girl stuck in a freezer at work place, Major Shoutout to the cinematography and ofcourse anna who’s so vulnerable int he situation yet has this fierceness in her act.

AlaVaikunthapuramloo|Allu Arjun,Tabu,Pooja Hegde| Telugu [netflix] Now this is what you call a complete family entertainer. After ages an allu arjun film which is so enjoyable and entertaining and has an interesting story too. It’s basically about a poor PA switching his child with the Boss’s child and what happens next.My only complaint is why don’t we have more of tabu and Bunny together. full on paisa vasool movie.Heard Karthik aryan is doing remake. plzz are you kidding me with this[so offended]

Sillu Karupatti|tamil| *sara arjun and a bunch of new People lol[Netflix]  Ahhh every story in this compilation of short stories is so real and So Beautiful. This one makes you beleive in Actual Love. Watch it esp for PinkBag(the first story and the 2nd one i forgot the name of)

Varane Avashyamund|Dulquer salmaan,shobana,kalyani priyadarshan|Malayalam[Netflix] This is the one that makes you miss home..leaves you smiling and you don’t realize when you’ve started feeling like you are part of the same apartment complex. again why so little of DQ and shobhana though?:( but yeah if you want to watch a feel Good film watch this one

Kaithi|Karthi|tamil {hotstar}  Kaithi is a tense, impressively shot action thriller It;’s about  A prisoner on parole, who’s on his way to meet his daughter, is enlisted by an injured police officer to protect a few cops. With the entire lot of gangsters in the place after them, can the prisoner save the day? Watch it for some Awesome Action sequences and For Karthi in probably his career best performance. Watch it before bollywood ruins it . i heard they are casting some shit actor for it. so yeah you probably wanna watch it with karthik. i was moved by the father daughter’s bond even though they were strangers to each other

Uyare|parvathy,tovino thomas,Asif Ali|malayalam[netflix]: a poignant tale of courage and survival. Parvathy is On some other High as  pallavi. it’s about an Acid Victim’s determination to be what she wanted to be to find her place in society. Brave Act and a Freaking awesome Movie

Virus|parvathy,tovino thomas,soubin,rima Kallingal|malayalam[prime] This one is quiet relevant in the times of Pandemic too. A film full of compassion  about containing a virus before it ruins too much based  the nippah virus outbreak in kerala recently. Also what An ensemble, Props to asshiq for managing to get that cast on board and then making a brilliant film.

Kannum Kannum Kollaiyadithaal|dulquer salmaan,Ritu Varma|rakshan|tamil[netflix] Two cons fall in love and decide to mend his way and settle down with their girlfriends. But a couple of curve balls, one in the form of a determined cop, are just waiting in store. It works for it’s Twists I Mean  Who expected someof  those twists and Turns?? Watch it for it’s unapologetic nature and Dulquer’s Performance.

Chhapaak|deepika padukone,vikrant massey|Hindi [hotstar] Hah! another Acid Victim survival Film. Yup But this one is Not entirely Fictional. This one is Based on a  real victim. Equally Compelling and Amazing. Deepika is simply At her best as malti. 

Thappad[tapsee,pavail gulati,ratna pathak shah|hindi[prime] A Must Must Must Watch. If I want you guys to watch anything on this list for sure it is This and asuran. This one is What you call a film on true feminism Which speaks about Domestic abuse but that’s not it it has underlying themes of Sexism,unequality . i have raved so much about it. it is SUch a strong take  Shown in a rather tender way minus any big lectures yet it’s hardhitting and soul stirring. WATCH IT LADIES 

Oh my Kaduvale|Vijay Sethupathy,ashok selvan,ritika singh|tamil[einthusan] it’s a Romatic Fantasy FIlm and again what a twist that was barely have seen a desi fantasy film handled & presented  this well and being his enjoyable. Sweet,simple and feel good. watch for the super fun cameo by Sethupathy hehe

Kombalungi Nights|fahadh faasil,shane nigam,anna ben, soubin saher|Malayalam[prime]  The film revolves around four brothers who share a love-hate relationship with each other. Their relationship progresses to another level when Saji, Boney, and Franky decide to help Bobby stand by his love. I didn’t wanted this one to be over. Experience it i won’t say much caz whatever i say won’t be enough so i’d rather not waste yours or my time hehe. 

Don’t forget to tag me or share with me what you think of them if you end up watching. my askbox is always open’ i’d love to hear your thoughts

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                                                                                                              10/30/2020

Nine hundred days.

I’ve existed in a world without you for nine hundred days. Our daughter is almost as tall as me. Our son now uses words that seem too big for his small mouth. They’ve grown so much and...

This is pointless. This is fucking stupid. I don’t want to do this. I know I have to and there’s this tiny voice in the back of my head that whispers I should be grateful that I get to see Esperanza and Samuel again, that I get to sleep in my own bed again, that I should simply do as I’m told and enjoy whatever few freedoms I’ve been granted and I know that’s the smart thing to do, ok? But I’m so sick and tired of this, of all the repetition, the exercises, the meetings, all for nothing! Nothing! I’m broken, that’s it! They can not fix me and every pill they push down my throat and every appointment with a new therapist they write on that stupid white board and every damn piece of paper they make me fill up, incessantly, like a child in detention is just a fucking waste of...time…

Now that I’ve written it down, I have to admit it is quite ridiculous that I’d be complaining about wasting time since that seems to be the only thing I have plenty of. The only thing I have, period. So, no, I don't want to do this, but given that I have absolutely nothing else to do and that the new nurse they assigned me appears to be bitchier that the rest and I am in no mood to argue with a very young, recently graduated, awfully entitled CNA, I guess...we are doing this.

I guess I’m writing you one more letter.

I do appreciate the fact that I get to write whatever I want and keep it to myself instead of filling up one more “How are feeling today?” form, full of disgusting stickers and smiley faces, that I have to hand in but...I honestly don’t even know where to start - the world kept moving alright, just not in a direction most of us could’ve seen coming.

I guess I'll simply say it: we are in the middle of a pandemic, Chase. It’s been around for about 8 months now and it’s partly the reason why I’m back home, other than good behavior. Oh, there’s also that, the fact that I was “away”. See, I was first hospitalized for a couple days and then locked up in a mental institution since, after our little “meeting” of sorts, I had a rather predictable existential crisis and went a bit, what in the medical field is referred to as, apeshit crazy. Now that it’s been over a year since said incident, I have to admit I’m slightly proud of having gone so insane that seven grown men were required to hold me down. I guess crossing planes of existence is, as you’d say, a hell of a drug. Worst trip of my life, no doubts about it, but quite memorable.

In other news, Ana is now the only legal guardian of our children. Trust me, this displeases me as much as I can imagine it displeases you, but it does make sense. I’ll be the first to admit I’m absolutely incapable of taking care of them. Whatever happened that night, it changed me. I love them as much as I did the day I walked into that forest, I don’t believe there’s a force in this or any other universe that can take that away from me...but pretty much everything else I once was...it’s gone. My sister tries her hardest to get a meaningful reaction out of me, a chuckle, an insult, a knowing look, even a sigh, something familiar, something that tells her that the little girl that she once adored is still here, that I’m still here.

But I’m not. I suppose I don't have to tell you that.

Nonetheless, she works hard to maintain the husk of a woman I am these days in decent shape. Once I was found after spending an undetermined amount of days in the wilderness, famished and horribly dehydrated - which only makes the fact that, even in those conditions, I gave a 6 feet tall men a black eye so much more impressive -, she had me admitted at the best hospital she could afford, never asking our accountant for a cent. When I finally started engaging with my caregivers, she surrounded me with all sorts of doctors to help my obviously fractured mind navigate reality. I am certainly not easy to handle so many have thrown the towel and walked away from me but Ana quickly replaces them with someone new, who she claims has even better qualifications and is more fitted to my needs. My needs. I would like know what she thinks my needs are. I would like to know what I need. I would like to need something at all. To want something. To feel the things I logically know I used to feel but I simply forgot how to.

The way even breathing felt off at the beginning...the unnatural taste behind every small human action, it fades, slowly but not fully. I eat, but there’s no flavor, there’s no way of filling up my stomach. I smile, but I literally had to retrain my facial muscles in order to do it again so I wouldn’t scare my own kids. I have emotions, I do, but it is almost as if I went from having a massive range to only four: love for my children, rage for the world, apathy for my sister and her battalion of therapists and...something for Sean and Henrik. Something almost like hunger or lust...it’s a pull, warm, sticky and elastic that drives most of my thoughts in their direction. A normal, sensible mind would claim it is a need for some well deserved answers, some closure, but my insensible self knows better than that. This wanting isn’t normal, or mine. It doesn’t belong to me, but it lives within me.

I guess it’s a good thing for Henrik I am not allowed to leave my home without a chaperone and even better for Sean that travelling abroad is straight up banned. I guess it’s a good thing for me that this silent plague has slowed down the world for a while, giving me time to catch my breath after the shit show that went down last year. But the gears of Life are trying to speed up, everyone is eager to leave the quietness behind and sooner than later, the pull in my soul will find a chance to drag me where it wants to go. I don’t know what will happen then. I wish I could say that I’m afraid to find out, but I’m not. I suppose I don't have to tell you that.

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[myrecovery18]

A year in Recovery

After a year in recovery from restricting there are things that I noticed I did before that I no longer or rarely do or that I’m able to eat now. Plus a little tips on what helped me recovery and stick with it. 

TW: MENTIONS OF RESTRICTING, ANAMIA, BIRTHCONTROL,  RECOVERY, TO THE BONE, TRAINING, LEARNING TO LOVE YOURSELF, SELF RECOVERY TIPS, & LITTLE HEALTH RANT IN THE MIDDLE.

I’m aware I can’t count calories anymore because I mentally will go under 1,500 calories without fail. 

When I use to eat I use to watch an edit of “To the Bone” religiously, I only watch it now when I want to. I don’t want to watch it when I eat. 

I use to sit in class and save food recipes or pictures of food to a Pinterest board instead of paying attention because I got bored and was thinking about food

I use to workout for an hour and a half in the morning and would get pissed if I couldn’t. I quit working out for a year until I was able to and injured my knee only to restart this year because working out is the one thing I know that helps relieve stress. Instead of focusing on working out as a form of losing weight, I focus on it now as a hobby, if I don’t do it one day that’s fine. I don’t get upset at myself. That took awhile to build that mentality especially coming from a 10 yr athletic background with a physical sport that required you to train 3 hours a day like volleyball. 

I used to eat and feel panicked about being watched by others; rarely do I think about that now. I can’t give you advice on how to stop that mentality.

I avoided eating Garlic bread for six years, it was apart of my fear foods. I nearly cried when I ate it for the first time this year and didn’t feel an ounce of anxiety. It still scares me the idea of eating it, but physically eating it doesn’t bring me anxiety. 

There are days where I eat one meal and I don’t blame myself, but I do let others know that I forgot to eat because my hungry cues didn’t signal that I was in fact hungry and needed to feed myself. 

While in recovery, I’ve come to realize that when I miss a meal, my body will pick up either the next day or two days later and tell me it’s hungry. I don’t force myself to eat if I’m not hunger. 

I use to cook myself every meal so I knew what was going into it or I monitored what my family was putting into the food. I don’t do that now or I use to make my own plate and make it smaller than I needed it to be. I allow for them to cook my food and plate it if they want to. 

I use to have bad mood swings; I rarely do. 

I use to drink coffee because I knew it is a natural laxative for me when I was having a bad day; I don’t drink it anymore for that reason. I drink it because I like the taste and enjoy coffee. The upset stomach is a negative now.  

Being told to lose weight by doctors or family members or that I was getting bigger would trigger me but now I don’t bother to acknowledge it since I know most doctors don’t acknowledge the pills I’ve been on caused the weight gain. The only doctor I’ve accepted the weight loss advice was my neurologist because I went through all the test and they came back normal, so I know I suffer from migraines naturally.

Birth Control Pills: I’m not a fan of them and refuse to be placed back on them despite the other ladies I go to pushing it on me to regulate my abnormal bleeding I recently had. Despite the fact I told her it was caused by the other Gyno’s failure to notice that it counteracts with my migraine medicines and caused the bleeding to extend by putting me on the birthcontrol pill I didn’t want (Side Note: I have iron deficiency anemia that no one can really fix because my panels come back with a weird combination so due to the gynos mistake it kicked in and I had to take my iron pills because I was getting exhausted too fast because of my blood loss which made me have more headaches. I do not take them daily because my previous doctors said I had too much iron in my system but I have a hard time storing it which is why every doctor I see can’t really fix it or diagnose it again because my panels read either too high, normal or low, so cheers to that.) I know this because my recent period lasted 7 days and was normal flow similar to how they use to be before I got on before control. I say this because your doctors won’t listen to you and will prescribe you a medicine regardless of your wishes. I decided not to take it and even now I’m losing the weight I gained slowly. 

My migraine medicine: Is used for both migraines (my neurologist wanted to boost it to the highest dose which I didn’t agree with since I already have the muscle tingles that happen all day and are annoying and could get kidney stones and I know I don’t drink enough water to stop that from happening; so I stuck to the dose I’m on. Again sometimes your doctors can be wrong. GO with what you’re comfortable with) and weight loss. The weight I’m losing could be contributed to that or the fact I stopped my BC pills, I’m unsure which or the fact I’m working again. 

So what helped me recover? 

 For one, I had a support system that kept me accountable in the form of my boyfriend who knew I struggled with eating. Including one of my highschool friend who kept track of if I eat in highschool when we were at lunch together, when my boyfriend couldn’t be there. Once I got into college, it became my own responsibility to hold myself accountable for eating and sometimes that didn’t happen because I become hyper-focus on one thing (still do) and fail to remember to eat. My boyfriend still checked in whenever he could to make sure I did eat whenever he choose to 

I changed my mentality. I no longer look for a diet to do. If I eat what society sees as unhealthy or healthy that doesn’t concern me. I’m going to eat what helps my body because I know what helps it. I know personally if my body doesn’t get enough nutrition I’ll suffer a headache and will get tired later on that day. You have to know your body and that starts with your mental. Some days will be bad and that just comes with recovery.

Eating the foods you like. I’m lucky enough to be on a college campus that allows us to be back in person during a pandemic and is serving us food. By them do this, I don’t often eat in my dorm room so I can save my food or don’t eat out or order in as often. Last semester when I lived in my own apartment, I ordered food a lot and I wasn’t ashamed by it. It just took a lot of my money. My college thankfully has the healthier options available for students who can’t eat meats or doesn’t prefer it. If I don’t eat in my cafetria on campus, I’ll go to our schools tea room if it’s open to grab something to eat if I don’t like anything they have, unless I ultimately have no time left I’ll eat in my room. 

I choose to eat whatever. Some days I’ll eat more vegetarian than meat or vegan that vegetarian or I’ll eat more meat if I want it. However, I do know that there’s days I’ll crave pizza. I don’t hold back and I’ll go get a pizza and it’ll last me three or two meals depending on how hungry I am or if I get Chinese food, that’s two meals. I learned to stop holding myself holding myself back from my cravings. If I want something, I’ll eat it.

One of the last things that helped me was watching over people go through recovery the same time I was choosing to. These people have already recovery so they don’t have many videos up anymore from that time in their lives so I can’t tag their channels here and probably won’t ever. But they helped me get through and see that I wasn’t alone. That it was okay to feel the things I was feeling. 

Lastly, I learned to start to love myself. I haven’t fully done it yet. But I don’t hate myself either. It’s taking time to realize that I deserve better in life. That despite what I look like, even if it’s at my heaviest or at my lowest I won’t care what people think of me as long as I love how I look. Now that’s been a struggle to work with and I’m only a few months into that mentality, but it feels good. I spent majority of my life avoiding mirrors and avoiding taking pictures with my family to the point I don’t have many pictures of myself from the times I grew up to now. Or I hardly understand some days how I look because I don’t look in the mirror. But I slowly starting to. I can tell in pictures on days where I do love myself and have confidence that I’m happier. I also learned to understand my worth and know that I shouldn’t feel miserable in a friendship. 

There’s small things you can do to recover now. It’s not an over night thing. There’s days where recovery will see pointless or if you’re even doing it right or if you’re just faking it for the shits and giggles, but you’re doing a good thing. Ultimately, recovery is about you. It’s not for anyone else. Not for your family, or your friends or your boyfriends or your pets. It’s for you and you alone. Because it only effects you physically and mentally and emotionally. You’re the one who has to deal with it 24/7 and has to actively choose to heal and keep healing every single day. It’s not going to be easy. I only listed a few things I’ve been through that was singular for me and important to me to voice, there were more things I did. I wish you all the best whether you choose recovery now, tomorrow, or in the future. Please stay safe.  

[regenderate-fic]

All the Quiet Nights You Bear: Chapter 16

Fandom: Doctor Who Rating: General Ship: Thirteenth Doctor/Rose Tyler, Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan, Yasmin Khan/Rose Tyler, Thirteenth Doctor/Rose Tyler/Yasmin Khan, Past Metacrisis Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler Characters: Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan, Rose Tyler, Najia Khan, Hakim Khan, Sonya Khan, Dan Lewis, Jack Harkness, Ryan Sinclair Series: And We’re Not Out of the Tunnel Word Count (Chapter): 2,397 Other Tags: Fluff and Angst, Angst, Emotional, Disabled Character, Chronic Illness, Bad Wolf Rose, COVID-19, Self-Quarantine, Domestic, Autistic Characters, Polyamory, OT3, Slow Burn, Disability Read on AO3 / Read in order

Summary: Rose Tyler-Noble jumps out of her parallel universe, leaving her husband and family behind in the hopes that being back in the right universe will improve her well-being.

Yasmin Khan is out for lunch with the Doctor when she sees a blonde woman sitting on the sidewalk, crying.

The Doctor, Yaz, and Rose travel back to Sheffield to see Yaz’s family, but they have to leave the TARDIS so it can reset, and when they come back, it’s gone. The police have confiscated it, and they want to see proof of ownership before they give it back. And the Doctor left her psychic paper on board. And they’ve landed in March of 2020, just before everything shuts down.

Stranded in Sheffield, they have no choice but to get a flat and quarantine together. Which, when you have three emotionally volatile people who care for each other more than they’re willing to admit, can be complicated.

(Sequel to And Still I Will Live Here, but hopefully readable out of context. Updating on Saturdays and Wednesdays.)

NOTES: neighbor jamie in this chapter is named after jamie teegarden spacebass aka @giovanni-bottesini. thanks for the name jamie

Rose goes back into the bedroom, leaving Yaz alone with the Doctor. Yaz fidgets. She's always felt so natural with the Doctor— sure, she's been nervous around the Doctor, she’s worried about being good enough for the Doctor, and of course they’ve had their conflicts, but Yaz has never felt full-on awkward around her. But recognizing her feelings and having their intensity fully hit her has left Yaz feeling like a gawky twelve-year-old again, desperate to both hide how she feels and find out whether the Doctor feels the same.

“You've got to start talking to us eventually,” she blurts, barely aware of what she's saying. “Rose deserves to know what's going on in her own body.”

The Doctor shrugs helplessly. “I just don't know what stuff's important. I really did think she'd know.”

“Yeah, you need a reality check,” Yaz says. She shakes her head. “Doesn't matter now, I suppose. Anyway. D'you want to come with me to check the mail? I think some of our stuff is supposed to come today.”

The Doctor's demeanor shifts in an instant, and she's back to the happy-go-lucky version of herself. Yaz feels a rush of affection she doesn't know what to do with.

“Mail! Yes. Love mail. Love getting packages! Brilliant. Mail and Yaz! What could be better?” Without waiting for an answer, the Doctor runs out of the room, and Yaz follows. They pass Rose and Ruby in the living room, and then they're out the door. The mailboxes are down a flight of stairs. When they get there, there's a neighbor already there: a tall woman with broad shoulders and close-cropped black hair. Yaz stays a good distance away. The Doctor tries to step forward, but Yaz pulls her back by the fabric of her coat.

“Doctor! Pandemic!”

“Sorry!” the Doctor exclaims. “Forgot.”

The neighbor closes her mailbox and turns, smiling, to the Doctor and Yaz. “Don't worry about it. We're all still getting used to the new state of things, yeah?”

“I'd say that's an understatement,” the Doctor says cheerily. “Are you our new neighbor? We only just moved in.”

“Suppose I must be, then.” The woman nods. “Name's Jamie. I'd shake your hand, but—“

“Better not to,” Yaz agrees. “I'm Yaz, and this is the Doctor.”

“And we've got Rose!” the Doctor adds. “Upstairs. Might see her around. She's been having a rough time lately, sort of had the entire time vortex in her head a few years back—”

Yaz interrupts, raising her voice over the Doctor's. “It's nice meeting you.”

“You too,” Jamie replies, curious eyes still turned on the Doctor. “Let me know if you need any help settling in. I'm just upstairs.”

“We will!” Yaz says, before the Doctor can speak. “Thanks for the offer.”

Jamie nods. “Well, it was good meeting you!” She waves the hand that's holding her mail. “Hope to run into you again soon.”

“You too.”

Jamie goes back up the stairs, and Yaz realizes her hand is still grabbing the Doctor's coat. She yanks it away, suddenly flustered.

“Right. Mail.” Her voice is much louder than it needs to be.

“Mail!” The Doctor bounds forward, opening their mailbox. There are a couple of letters: mostly junk mail. And then there are multiple slips of paper, all directing them to pick up their packages elsewhere. Yaz looks around and sees a door next to the wall of mailboxes.

“That it?” she asks.

One of the keys on their key ring opens the room, and on a table in the middle is a large pile of packages.

“Please tell me these aren't all ours,” Yaz says, but thinking back to what all they had to order, she realizes it's entirely possible that they've accumulated that kind of pile. The clothes alone might've justified it, and Yaz is sure the Doctor's ordered a million other things they don't need.

As she sorts through the pile, she notes with relief that not all the packages are theirs. Just most of them. She loads herself up, struggling to carry two cardboard boxes and three soft plastic-covered bundles, and walks up the stairs, the Doctor close behind.

It takes a few trips to get everything up. Yaz doesn't mind: it's good exercise, if nothing else. And then she and the Doctor and Rose are sitting in the living room, staring at a pile of boxes as Ruby warily investigates.

“I don't think this is even everything,” the Doctor says. “Might've gone a bit overboard.”

“Hopefully the clothes I ordered you are somewhere in here,” Yaz says. “I'm serious when I say you've got to change.” She rifles through the packages until she finds the biggest box. She tosses it to the Doctor. The Doctor, looking incredibly disgruntled, pries it open and pulls out a lump of blue fabric.

“What is it?” she asks.

Yaz takes the fabric from her and unfolds it, shaking it out to reveal a pair of dark blue sweats with a white drawstring, cropped above the ankles. “Found this on Amazon.”

“My trousers!” the Doctor exclaims. And then she gives them a second look. “Except— not my trousers.”

“They're comfortable,” Yaz says. “You'll like them. And I got ten pairs, 'cause I know you won't wear anything else.”

The Doctor looks at her. “Gold star for Yaz, then.”

Yaz tries not to blush.

“I've got you some shirts, too,” she says. “They're not all identical, but most of them have some stripes. And hoodies, 'cause I think you'll like those.”

The Doctor starts opening the other boxes, and Rose, sitting on the other side of Yaz, laughs.

“Didn't think you could do it,” she says. “Get the Doctor in new clothes, I mean.”

Yaz glances at the Doctor, who's now holding up a brightly striped hoodie.

“Trust me,” she says to Rose. “Someone had to make it happen.” She nods at the boxes. “Anyway, some of these are yours.”

“Oh, thank goodness.” Rose leans forward. “Don't get me wrong, your clothes are nice, but I need short sleeves.”

Together, the three of them open the packages, tossing things back and forth. In addition to clothes and toiletries, the Doctor's bought a number of brightly colored fidget toys, a Nintendo Switch, and a laptop for herself and another one for Rose.

“We don't need all this,” Rose says, staring at the box that holds the laptop.

“Trust me,” the Doctor says. “You're not going to want to get through this without your own laptop. Might've gotten you a new phone, too, somewhere in here.”

“I don't need a new phone.” Rose is still frowning. “My old one works fine. Plus, you upgraded it a ton when we traveled, remember?”

“But the phones in this decade can do video call!” the Doctor exclaims. “Plus, they've got games.”

“Mine has games.” Rose pulls out her flip phone and taps at the buttons before showing the screen to the Doctor and Yaz. A miniature Tetris shows up. Snapping the phone shut, Rose adds, “I'll take the laptop. I don't need a new phone.”

“If you really want to try new games or anything,” Yaz adds, “you can always use mine.”

Rose bumps her shoulder against Yaz's. “I'll take you up on that.”

“If you say so,” the Doctor says with a shrug. “We can always return it. I'm pretty sure we can return it. Yaz, can you return things in this decade?”

Yaz frowns. “Are there decades where you can't?”

“I've said too much.” The Doctor goes back to gleefully opening boxes, and Yaz and Rose exchange a look.

“I'll help you set up that laptop, if you like,” Yaz says to Rose.  

“Yeah, all right.” Rose starts trying to pry open the box.

The rest of the day passes more quickly than any of the others so far: Yaz and Rose set up the laptop while the Doctor tries on a progression of strange hats, and then it transpires that she's actually gotten three Switches, one for each of them (“So we can play together!” she says). Yaz isn't entirely sure she'll play, but she sets it up anyway, adding the Doctor and Rose as friends.

“D'you think Jack has one of these?” Rose asks offhandedly. “Bet he'd play with us.”

“Oh, and Ryan,” Yaz says. “Ryan will totally play with us.”

“Brilliant!” the Doctor exclaims. “I knew getting into video games would be a good idea.” She glances at Rose. “Have you talked to Jack?”

“Called him this morning,” Rose says.

“Oh, why didn't you tell me?” the Doctor asks. “I would've said hello.”

“Pretty sure you were sleeping,” Yaz says. “I wouldn't want to be the one to wake you up when you're conked out like that.”

“You could always call him yourself,” Rose points out.

The Doctor doesn't answer that. Instead, she says, “Look! I caught a fish!” and shows them the screen of her Switch, where a rotund 3D model wearing a shirt identical to the one the Doctor still hasn't changed out of is raising a fish to the sky.

“Good job, Doctor,” Yaz says, rolling her eyes.

They go back to their respective devices. Eventually, Rose goes off and takes a shower, coming back in a tank top and shorts, pulling her wet hair back.

“I should've gotten a shower chair,” she gripes, sitting heavily on the sofa. “Always makes me dizzy, showering.”

“We can order you one,” the Doctor says, and Yaz sees her pulling up Amazon on her new laptop. “Yaz, you don't mind a chair in the shower, do you?”

“Why would I mind?” Yaz peers over the Doctor's shoulder at the Amazon listings. “Sounds proper convenient, really.”

“I was hoping I'd get better fast enough I wouldn't need one,” Rose says. “But I suppose I've got a lot to heal from.”

“Would be faster if we hadn't lost the TARDIS,” the Doctor says offhandedly. “You can blame Hallamshire Police for this one.”

“Suppose I will, then,” Rose says with half a smile.

“And... ordered!” The Doctor closes the laptop. “Be here in a couple days.”

“Thanks.” Rose sits back. Ruby jumps up onto the sofa, curling up between her and Yaz. Yaz reaches out to pet Ruby at the same time as Rose, and their hands brush against each other. They exchange a smile.

“Doctor,” Yaz says, “now you've got your new clothes, maybe you ought to take a shower.” She nods at the Doctor's hair. “You're getting a bit greasy there.”

The Doctor combs her hands through her hair, then jumps up, suddenly distraught. “Oh no! My hair! Hasn't gotten this greasy in—“ She falters. Ruby jumps off the sofa, hiding behind the pile of boxes. “All right, you've got me, Yaz. I'll try some new clothes. What's the worst that can happen?” And then, a millisecond later, she holds up a hand. “Don't answer that. Bye!” She scoops up some clothes and runs into the bathroom. A few seconds later, Yaz hears the water running, and she realizes she's still smiling in the vague direction of where the Doctor was.

“So how's that crush going for you?” Rose teases, nudging Yaz.

“Shut up.” Yaz falls back against the sofa. “Hasn't showered in four days, and I'm still acting like this. I really have got a heavy hand.”

“A what?”

Yaz shakes her head. “Sorry. I've forgotten what slang survived the last century. I just mean I'm royally screwed.”

“You'll come out okay,” Rose says, pressing her shoulder against Yaz's. “Seriously.”

“If you say so.” Yaz pulls her focus back to her Switch, where she's been trying to pick a name for her Animal Crossing town. “Was silly of me, moving in with you two like this. Could've stayed with my parents.”

“No one wants to stay with their parents after being on their own for years,” Rose says. “Second I started working for Torchwood in that parallel universe, I got my own flat.” She lets her head fall on Yaz's shoulder: Yaz stiffens, terrified of scaring her off. “Anyway, I'm glad you're here. Think if I was all alone with this Doctor, we'd bite each other's heads off.”

“You’d work it out,” Yaz says. “You’re both going through a lot, but you’ve still got a history.”

“We’ve just changed so much,” Rose murmurs. She turns her face in towards Yaz’s shoulder slightly, and then she lifts her head. “Either way, though. Glad you’re here.”

“Yeah, me too,” Yaz decides. “I never really considered staying with my family, anyway. Would’ve missed being around the Doctor. Even when she’s being ridiculous.”

“Yeah.” Rose fiddles with the hem of her shorts. “I wasn’t going to look for her, you know. I was going to find Jack. I think the dimension cannon was still locked onto her after last time.”

“When you were looking for him?” Yaz asks. She doesn’t think she needs to specify who “him” refers to.

“Yeah. We were sort of in a rush, fixing it.” Rose is playing with her wedding ring now, spinning it around her finger. “But I wasn’t ready to see the Doctor yet. Wasn’t sure I’d ever be ready. ‘Course, I think John wanted me to find her. Or, him, more likely.”

“Why’s that?”

“I think he wanted to know I wouldn’t be alone,” Rose says. “He wanted me to have someone. And he loves me so much. He wanted me to be loved.” She’s crying now, staring out into space. “But I still love him. I wasn’t ready to find someone new. Even if someone new was really someone old.”

“Yeah.”

The water stops running, and moments later the Doctor jumps into the room, wearing the cropped sweats and a  black T-shirt with a cat superimposed over a galaxy. Yaz got that one just for fun: she didn’t really think the Doctor would wear it. But the Doctor pulls it off. It’s just the right kind of cheesy for her. The Doctor sits down next to Yaz again, shaking her wet hair. Droplets fly onto Yaz’s cheek and shoulder.

“Oi, I already took my shower,” Yaz says, pushing the Doctor away.

“Tough luck,” the Doctor replies, cheerfully putting her feet up on the cardboard-ridden coffee table.

Yaz shakes her head, but she’s smiling. “Yeah, all right.” She sits back, watching as Ruby jumps down from the sofa to play in the piles of packaging.

[fiddlepickdouglas]

Meanwhile Alex gets antsy. He has to get out of the house. Being cooped up with parents who side eye him at every movement wore him down like nothing else. And while he didn't dislike adding Julie to their Zoom band practices, it was a learning curve for everyone and he always struggled with those.

Throwing on a denim jacket and his fanny pack, Alex takes a deep breath before placing the mask over his face and heading out into the neighborhood. The pandemic is really getting to him. It's like the world died; all in an instant things shut down. He's been devastated because the band had to cancel their gig at the Orpheum and there's no way of knowing if they will ever get the chance to play there again. Luke is optimistic and Reggie has his tendencies to follow that, but Alex hesitates. Those first two weeks of quarantine he'd actually cried a lot.

Then, curiously, he sees a lone skateboard rolling toward him on the sidewalk and it nudges against his toes as he puts out a foot to stop it.

"Oh, good, you caught my board," a pained voice comes from the same direction as the board. Alex follows the sound to see a guy picking himself off the ground where he had clearly crashed and burned, sporting a cracked helmet.

"You're lucky I caught your board; I'm just glad you didn't run - " Me over. Alex is too stunned to finish as the guy's helmet comes off and a beautiful mane of hair flows out and he tosses it out of his face. Even with his own mask covering the rest of his features, Alex knows he is downright gorgeous.

"Could you, uh...pass my board back?" The guy is saying to him. Alex snaps out of his stupor.

"Oh, yeah." He kneels down to give it a push and it lands at the cute guy's feet. That ten feet apart thing from the CDC is real inconvenient. "You okay? Looks like you landed pretty hard there."

"Ah, I'm okay." The guy says casually. "I thought I'd be the only one outside so I sorta...tried to stop myself from slamming into you. You know...social distancing and all. Would've been a funnier story if we actually ran into each other!" He laughs.

Alex gets the joke but all he can think of is how social distancing is sucking the fun out of this very moment. He also notices the guy's eyes taking him in like a painting in a museum.

"Well, thanks for being considerate," he says. "You're a real hero," he adds, in a slightly teasing manner.

The guy pretends to search himself for something.

"Oh, no, I forgot my t-shirt that says 'essential employee!'" he jokes back. "If I were wearing one, the name tag would say 'Willie.'"

Alex nods, smirking.

"I don't have one of those shirts. But my name is Alex. I'd shake your hand, but..."

Willie raises his hand and mimes a high-five from a distance.

"Nice to meet you Alex!"

Alex is almost sure he's dreaming. This is probably the closest to normal he's felt in months, standing outside (figuratively) running into Willie. He nearly goes on autopilot and is about to leave the situation, but out some divine second thought, he pauses and looks at Willie again.

"Can I have your number?"

Sleepy, but thinking of a weird contemporary covid au, where the boys spend their time on Discord, doing a disjointed band practice over zoom.

Thinking about Julie recording herself singing her mom's song and publishing it on a soundcloud somewhere.

It somehow falls into Luke's recommended. It doesn't have many listens - she didn't advertise it or tag or link it anywhere, because it wasn't about being heard. It was about... releasing her voice into the world again, for the first time in over a year.

Luke sharing the song with Alex and Reggie - since the pandemic started, Bobby has been made to realign himself to his academics. He quits the band.

Now there's just three and there's been something missing.

"I think I've found it, guys," he tells the boys, on a video call. "I know what we need."

"A vaccine?" Alex mutters, eyes elsewhere on the screen.

"Ice cream and pizza?" Reggie asks, turned away from the webcam, his thumbs click-clacking on his controller.

Luke rolls his eyes. "No," he says. "We need her, the girl from the song I sent you."

Reggie and Alex have their own individual reactions - a taut brow and pressed lips from Alex, wide eyes and an open mouth from Reggie - but both convey more or less the same thing.

You can't be serious.

"Luke, you don't even know this girl. She only uploaded one song. Where is she even from?"

"LA, baby. It's right here on her profile."

"Stalker."

Luke tsks. "Bite me, Mercer."

Alex shrivels his nose. His eyes are back on whatever he was doing on the other side of the screen earlier. "Mm, I'll pass."

"I mean, she did have an awesome voice," Reggie says, before smashing the X button while a small pink tongue of concentration appears between his lips. "No harm in trying, right?"

Luke grins. "Right on," he says.

Alex sighs. "If you want to get yourself blacklisted as some crazy internet stalker, be my guest." He sits up on his bed. "I gotta go. Talk to you guys later, bye."

And he's gone. Reggie is called to take out the trash and they say goodbye. Luke stews in his thoughts for a moment, before he opens up his webcam and pulls his acoustic onto his lap.

He spends a couple of moments retuning her piano chords to strings and lowers them an octave. He plays a few bars and then he has it.

He opens up his webcam and hits record. "My name is Luke," he tells the camera. "And I wanted to tell you that... I think your song is incredible. I... Listen to this."

He begins, strums and slides his fingers. He opens his mouth and sings.

"Here's the one thing I want you to know..."

--

tbc when im less sleepy

[haleyfury]

Out of all the things, books and film included, that haven’t been able to happen in 2020, the last thing that I expected this year was a new Taylor Swift album! folklore is not my absolute favoriteeee Taylor Swift album… but that doesn’t mean I haven’t listened to it at every opportunity possible! I really do love its indie vibe, and I find that it makes for the perfect background music while I’m doing school work or blogging. Like every TSwift album, my top 3 favorite songs are always changing but my current three faves are “betty,” “illicit affairs,” and “august” (with “exile” and “invisible string” as a very close #4 & #5). I’m also going to be providing my thoughts on each song in the corresponding prompts!

This album has also caused me to fall into Taylor Swift Tik Toks – I especially love the ones focusing on the bridge of “betty” transitioning into the “All Too Well” bridge and the ones comparing life when Lover came out last August vs. pandemic life with folklore. I definitely relate to this last category so much, considering that when I did the Lover book tag last fall, I was starting my senior year of college, commuting to the city every week, and living with my best friends…. but at least we have folklore now to compliment all of our feels! I also admit that I came to close to hitting ‘submit order’ for the merch cardigan from the “cardigan” music video, but I’ve determined to find a lookalike! 

The folklore book tag was created by Ilsa of A Whisper of Ink, and I was tagged by Rebecca of bookishlyrebecca. I also want to shout out Erin from rin’s reads, where I first saw the tag and I love her graphics for each question! I also really loved Cristina from Girl in the Pages’ folklore-inspired post, where she paired books on her TBR with songs on the album!

the one: a book with an ending that left you speechless

I’m going to go with a recent read of mine, Verity by Colleen Hoover. It’s been a while that I’ve read a book with an ending that still has me thinking about it and rethinking the book’s ending weeks later! 

song review: I think “the 1” is a strong first song, and it sort’ve reminds me of the vibes of Lover’s first song, “I Forgot That You Existed.”

cardigan: a book that makes you feel happy & sad at once

You’d Be Mine is so well-written and has such excellent relationship development, but both main characters have experienced a toss of loss and hardship. 

song review: “cardigan” has really grown on me as I listen more & more to folklore. I really enjoyed the music video! 

the last great american dynasty: a book with a fascinating & well-told story 

Sarah Hogle’s You Deserve Each Other is one of the most interesting and well-written contemporary romances I’ve read. It takes sarcasm and wit to a whole new level, and introduces an enemies-to-lovers trope I’ve never seen in romance: fiancés. 

song review: “the last great american dynasty” is so catchy, and I think it could make for an interesting story in a music video. 

exile: a book you wish you hadn’t read 

This is another recent of mine, but I sort’ve wish I hadn’t been tempted by the hype train for Loveboat, Taipei. So many of my friends & fellow bloggers had enjoyed this one when it first came out in early 2020. I was so excited to read it because let’s be honest, I love any books following the glamorous lives of rich teens as this book takes place at a summer boarding program in Taiwan. However, the writing style made the main character and story feel immature, and I did not like the plot. 

song review: I really love almost all of Taylor Swift’s duets or collaborations, with “exile” as no exception. Like nearly every song on this album, such great lyrics and such a well-written story. 

my tears ricochet: a book that made you cry uncontrollably 

I feel like this book is my go-to answer for any question about a book that made me sob, but the last book that made me seriously need to grab tissues was Morgan Matson’s Second Chance Summer. The last book that did make tears come to my eyes was my reread of The Royal We because I had forgotten about a certain sad event (no spoilers). 

song review: I don’t have any necessarily strong feelings towards, “my tears ricochet,” but I do enjoy it! 

mirrorball: a book that feels like it was written for you

Marissa Kanter’s What I Like About You is such a love letter to any book blogger or bookworm. Her debut is seriously the most relatable YA book I’ve read all year. Through Halle, Marissa Kanter so perfectly captured many readers’ feels about books and the balance between reading, blogging, and life for many of us. 

song review: I didn’t love “mirrorball” when I first listened to it, but I admit it’s grown on me. 

seven: a childhood book that makes you nostalgic

I’ve talked a lot about Ann M. Martin’s Baby-Sitters Club series, but I also loved another series of hers, Main Street. I think I read this series in third and fourth grade after having devoured most of The Baby-Sitters Club. I’m pretty sure I did a book report on of the books! 

song review: “seven” is probably one of my most least-listened-to songs on the album. I enjoy it, but for some reason, I’m not super drawn to it and it sort’ve blends into the other songs. 

august: a book that reminds me of summer

Everyone knows I read & love many summer contemporaries. Most of the books I associate with summer take place in the summer, while a few others I associate with the season because I read them during the season or on the beach. I’m going to go with every’s beach obsession this summer, Beach Read by Emily Henry (which I’ve just realized features a character with the same name as this song’s title!!). 

song review: I got more into “august” when august (the month) started and so many people had posted this song on their Instagram stories during the first weekend of the month. I think it’s the perfect song to put on while driving to the beach or around on a summer night. 

this is me trying: a book that deals with loneliness & sadness

I didn’t realize how many recent reads of mine I’d be sharing today, but All Adults Here by Emma Straub really examines one family’s reaction and life after a loss in their family ,and how they’ve individually dealt with it and their lives, together and apart. 

song review: I do like “this is me trying” a lot, and I think it’s very relatable for people who are struggling or who have struggled with relationships or break-ups. 

illicit affairs: a book that gave you a hangover

I don’t often get book hangovers, but a recent read that made me question what to read next was Robinne Lee’s The Idea of You. I think another romance read would’ve been my go-to, but this one was just so unique. 

song review: I only just realized this week that “illict affairs” had become on my favorite songs on the album. I love the lyrics!

invisible string:  a book that came into your life at the right time

I feel like I should have a ‘deeper’ answer for this question, but I’m going with one of my early quarantine reads, The Selection by Kiera Cass – mostly for its great timing because I picked it up right when the Netflix adaptation was announced and I needed a light & fluffy series to read during stressful times. 

song review: “invisivble string” is probably the song I find myself unconsciously singing the most – I think the chorus is so catchy. 

mad woman: a book with a female character you adore

I’m fortunate enough to read a lot of books with a lot of amazing female characters, but a recent favorite of mine is Bea from The Royal We & The Heir Affair – I’d seriously read a spin-off novella or book about her because she has such an air of mystery.  

song review: I think “mad woman” is folklore’s version of “The Man.” It’s another cleverly written song. 

epiphany: a book that was haunting

The Tenth Girl by Sara Faring could be considered a haunting read just because it’s a gothic thriller, but its ending is especially haunting in the sense that it’s left me thinking about it even a year later!

song review: I could so see “epiphany” working it’s way into my top 5 or 3 songs in the next few weeks. I love the way it sounds – can you tell I don’t know how to talk music?? – and again, love the lyrics. 

betty: a book couple that fills you with yearning

Again, it’s recent read central here, but I can’t stop thinking about Anna K and the Count from Anna K. 

song review: “betty” has been my #1 song from folklore since the album came out! I just love everything about it. 

peace: a book character you’d die for 

Chaol Westfall (Throne of Glass), we stan forever. 

song review: “peace” is another favorite of mine that I could again see making it’s way to my all-time favorite songs on the album.

hoax: a book you thought you were going to love but didn’t 

I was SO ready to fall in love with Neal Schusterman’s The Toll, the final book in the Arc of a Scythe trilogy. While I did enjoy it, thinking back on it now, it really wasn’t the ending I wanted or the way I would’ve thought this series would’ve wrapped up. 

song review: I admit that “hoax” is one of my least favorite songs on the album – again, I don’t think there’s any particular reason but it doesn’t really grab me. 

Have you listened to folklore? What’s your favorite song? Did you do the folklore book tag? Have you read any of the books I mentioned? Share in the comments! 

Folklore Book Tag  Out of all the things, books and film included, that haven’t been able to happen in 2020, the last thing that I expected this year was a new Taylor Swift album!