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esperantoauthor · 5 years ago

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Title: Stuck! Author: @esperantoauthor Beta-Reader: @blurglesmurfklaine Rating: T Status: Complete (4721 Words)

Summary: Things go from bad to worse when Kurt, already running late for his blind date, gets stuck in the elevator. Blaine isn't going to let a little thing like two feet of metal get in the way of a perfectly good date.

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Kurt hummed cheerfully to himself as he ducked and weaved down the busy New York City sidewalk. There was a bounce in his step; he had a date tonight.

Checking his watch, he frowned when he realized how close he was cutting it. He couldn’t control the subway schedule, naturally, but he didn’t want to start things off on the wrong foot. Who knew where this night could lead?

Kurt reminded himself that it was only a blind date. He needed to get a grip on himself before he got swept up in romantic fantasies only to be brought crashing back to earth when his yet-to-be-seen date turned out to be wholly unimpressive.

His brother Finn had told him on more than one occasion that he would never find someone if he kept being so picky. “There is nothing wrong with having high standards,” was his usual counter argument and he was sticking with it. Kurt knew that he was fabulous and he wasn’t going to bother with anyone who couldn’t keep up with him.

Part of the reason he was so… selective, was that he had big dreams when it came to romance. He wanted to be swept off his feet. He wanted to fall head over heels. The guys he had met in New York so far just didn’t give him that feeling of magic that he had yearned for since he had been a child. Kurt Hummel didn’t do things half way.

When you are used to the world being against you, you develop a hard outer shell. Kurt was starting to learn how to let his walls down, now that he didn’t need them quite so much. It had been hard at first. For the first few months, he didn’t trust anyone other than the handful of friends from high school he had come out east with. Little by little, though, he had started to take down some of the protective layers he’d wrapped around himself.

He began to scan the numbers on the apartment buildings, looking for the right one. He was getting close.

“You’re going to his house before you’ve even met him?!” Rachel had shrieked. “I’m going to be interviewed on the eleven o’clock news tomorrow, aren’t I?”

“Oh relax! He’s one of Tina’s co-stars; she’s been over to his place plenty of times and she still has all of her limbs.”

“Maybe he has a type, Kurt. I bet you didn’t think of that, did you?”

Kurt had found Rachel’s protests ridiculous, yet he couldn’t help hearing her words echo in his mind as he pushed the buzzer for 6B.

His date buzzed him through. Like most apartments people his age could afford, this building had seen better days. Kurt had to wrestle the front door open, racing the clock to get in before the buzzer timed out.

There was a granite ledge in the entryway with a half dozen household items some overly optimistic tenant was hoping to give away rather than waste. He shook his head in disdain. No one wants your mason jar full of dried beans, you weirdo.

He pushed the call button for the elevator, hoping it wasn’t broken.

There was an awkwardly long interval between the elevator ding and the actual opening of the doors. At least it works. Kurt did not want to show up for this date covered in a light sheen of sweat from walking up six floors. He knew all too well how red his face got the minute he exerted himself in the slightest. It wasn’t an attractive look for him.

Kurt rolled his eyes at the “conditional” certificate displayed in the elevator, claiming that the elevator was in acceptable working order despite several code violations. The certificate itself was three years old. He shouldn’t judge; his building wasn’t even nice enough to have an elevator.

That’s odd. The button for the sixth floor wasn’t lit up. Kurt was sure he had pushed it…well, he was pretty sure. He touched the button and it turned egg yolk yellow. The elevator chugged along, shuddering and spasming from time to time.

Finally, the elevator wheezed to a stop. Kurt waited, figuring the elderly appliance would take a few seconds to figure out how to slide open it’s ancient doors. A few more seconds ticked by. Nothing happened.

Kurt hit the button for the sixth floor, but this time the light only stayed on briefly before flickering off. Uh oh.

He began jamming his finger into the button, as if pushing hard enough might wake the machine back up. He tried the ‘lobby’ button next and then the 'door open’ button.

Nothing.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

This was not happening.

Fuck.

This could not be happening.

Oh my god, I’m stuck in a fucking elevator.

Heart beating rapidly, Kurt paced back and forth in the metal shoebox that had become his prison, trying to think. Perhaps if he just stayed calm, it would just carry on its way and he would arrive just a minute or two late for his date but with a funny story for his trouble. Perhaps they would laugh about this in a few years when people asked how they had met.

It wasn’t moving. It had been five minutes and the elevator was just as stubbornly wedged between floors as ever. It was time to take action.

Kurt pulled out his cell phone, only to discover that he had no service. Of course, no one ever has fucking cell phone service in the elevator. Previously, this fact had only ever felt like an inconvenience, but had now become a matter of survival.

Kurt began to really study his environment, looking for anything useful. There wasn’t much to this metal box, unfortunately. There was cracked tile on the floor, a loose handrail on one wall, the expired certificate (which wasn’t nearly so amusing now), and the usual rows of numbered buttons.

Well, mostly numbered.

Open door, close door, call…

There was a call button. Kurt felt a surge of relief. Impatiently, he jammed his finger much harder than necessary into the button. The sound of a telephone ringing filled the elevator.

“Hello? Elevator Services, how may I help you?” asked a crackling voice, with no sense of urgency.

Kurt had to crouch down to answer.

“Uh, hi? I’m stuck in an elevator.”

“I’m very sorry to hear that. Do you know your address?”

Thankfully, even without service he was able to pull up the text Tina had sent him with the address. Kurt read it off.

“We are sending a technician your way.”

“Thank you! Thank you, thank you!”

The call ended and Kurt was filled with relief. Someone was coming. Rescue was on its way.

Then the silence settled in. It was just so quiet. The elevator felt like a tomb. Suddenly, the walls were far too close. He wondered how much air he had in here.

Bzzz.

It was his phone. It was vibrating. Service!

“Hello?” he answered the phone breathlessly.

“Uh, yes, hi. Is this, um, is this Kurt?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh good! It’s Blaine. Did you need help finding my apartment or something? Because I buzzed you in over ten minutes ago and I’m starting to get a little worried that you’ve been kidnapped or changed your mind.”

“Blaine! You’ll never believe where I am!”

Blaine chuckled softly. “If you say ‘in your apartment’ I’m going to either be very freaked out or very impressed.”

In spite of the seriousness of his situation, Kurt felt a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “No, I’m stuck in your elevator.”

Kurt heard a slight gasp from the other side of the call. “Oh no! Are you alright?” Blaine asked, his voice filled with concern.

“I’m not hurt or anything, I’m just sort of…trapped. I was able to use one of the emergency buttons to call for help already. They said they were sending someone. I guess I just have to wait? I’m sorry, I know you were making dinner and now I’ve surely spoilt it.” Kurt stopped before his rambling became life threatening.

“Are you seriously apologizing to me? I mean it’s my elevator after all. Shit, I knew something like this was bound to happen. That thing has always been dubious. I tried talking to the landlord about getting it up to code but he just keeps feeding me lines about how it’s perfectly safe and they can’t afford the repairs. But still…what are the odds it would finally break down with my date inside. Seriously, Kurt I am so sorry. I swear I am going to have words with him after this is all over.”

Now, Blaine sounded indignant. It was sort of adorable, how quickly he jumped to Kurt’s defense.

“It’s not your fault, Blaine. I should be apologizing too. I would have called you if I’d realized I had any bars. There wasn’t any service the first time I checked.” Kurt held the phone away from his face. “Looks like I’ve only got one bar as it is, so who knows how long this connection will keep.”

“I promise I won’t take it personally if you hang up on me. I’m going to set dinner in the oven to keep warm.” Blaine paused and Kurt could almost hear him thinking over on the other end. “Do you want me to stay on the phone with you?”

Kurt bristled. He wasn’t a child. “You don’t need to babysit me, Blaine.”

“Oh! I, uh, no, no of course not. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to imply I just… I thought…I just know that if it was me, I wouldn’t want to just sit there in a small, quiet space all alone like that.”

He sounded so devastatingly sincere that Kurt slowly eased his defenses back down. Kurt couldn’t help but notice that the walls had finally stopped feeling like they were closing in on him since he picked up the phone.

Blaine seemed to take his silence as an answer. “Obviously, you don't want to just listen to me ramble, I’m very—”

Kurt cut him off, “��stay. Please, stay.”

“Oh, well, alright then.”

“So, tell me about South Pacific?” Kurt asked, trying to make conversation. All Kurt knew about Blaine was that he was Tina’s co-star and that Tina insisted he was very charming and definitely gay. Kurt hadn’t asked about that last part, but knowing Tina she probably knew that first-hand… poor girl.

“It’s just the best! I mean I only have a small part, but getting to sing ‘There is Nothing Like a Dame’ is such a blast. The director’s doing this really interesting thing with the choreography too…”

Kurt let the sound of Blaine’s voice wash over him, chasing away the strange, oppressive loneliness of his entombed state. Blaine’s enthusiasm was infectious and his positivity wrapped around Kurt like a warm blanket. He felt… safe.

“…you seen Tina do her song yet? Oh, if you haven’t you’re in for a treat, I mean there’s this one part—”

The line went dead. Shit.

Kurt pulled the phone away from his face, confirming that he had lost reception entirely. He let his head lean back far enough to smack gently against the wall.

He looked around the room, listening to the dead silence. He tried not to think about how thirsty he was getting. Or about what the odds were that he was about to go crashing to his tragically early death. Did something just move? Gulp.

Was this some sort of punishment? A sign from the universe, perhaps, that he should stop holding out for epic romance and just settle for someone already?

Then he heard something.

“Kurt?” It was his name, muffled, but clear enough to discern through the wall.

“Blaine?” he shouted back.

“Kurt! There you are! Can you hear me?” Blaine’s voice was louder now.

“Yes, I think you don’t need to shout anymore. What are you doing here?” he asked in confusion. Blaine wasn’t going to try to rescue him, was he?

“Well, we got disconnected so I came to find you.” Blaine explained this like it was the most natural thing in the world. Kurt had been stood up by a date once for being ten minutes late and had another date called off when the guy found out what part of town he lived in. Apparently, inconvenience wasn’t a deterrent for Blaine. “Sorry it took so long, I wasn’t sure what floor you were on.”

Kurt realized that neither did he. “Where did I end up, anyways?”

“Well, I’m on the third floor right now and your voice is above me so I guess in between third and fourth? Oh, and I also called my landlord; he’s going to try to get an ETA on the technician because you’ve been in there for ages.”

Kurt let out a sigh of relief. “Thank god!”

“So, in the meantime… if you can’t come to the date, then the date will just have to come to you!”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

Leaving Kurt’s question unanswered, Blaine asked Kurt if he had anything to write with.

Kurt couldn’t help but smile at Blaine’s eagerness. “Yeah, I have a sketchpad.”

“Perfect! What are you wearing?”

What the fuck?

“I am not having phone sex with you right now, Blaine, Jesus have you ever heard of timing?”

Blaine made a strange choking sound.

“Wow! No, Kurt, I swear I’m not that much of a pervert… at least not on the first date.”

Kurt snorted.

Blaine huffed and continued, “I was only asking because if this is the beginning of the date then this is the part where I give you flowers, but I wanted to match your outfit. You do work in fashion, after all.”

Kurt softened. “Oh, well that’s… rather gentlemanly of you. But… how exactly are you going to give me flowers when there’s a wall separating us?”

“Well, I was hoping it could be a team effort. Again, I’m assuming here from your background, but you’re probably a decent artist. If I describe the flowers I chose, will you draw them for yourself?”

“I…” This was either the dumbest or the cutest thing Kurt had ever heard. “Yeah, alright. I’m, um, I’m in silvers and blacks mostly with a pop of raspberry.” He decided it was cute, definitely cute.

“Hmm…alright, how about ranunculus? A little more interesting than roses but still classic.”

Kurt smiled to himself. “Tina told you, didn’t she? That’s cheating, Blaine!”

“Told me what?” he asked in genuine curiosity.

“Oh, it’s just… that was my mother’s favorite flower. I’ve always… they’ve always been special to me.”

“Oh,” said Blaine softly. “I can pick something else, I mean, I didn’t mean to make you sad or—”

“No! It’s a perfect choice, really. She passed away a long time ago; it doesn’t hurt so bad to remember anymore. I… I like feeling close to her.”

Kurt drew the tight layers of petals, holding one another close, more perfect than any rose.

“I should probably mention that I didn’t actually get you flowers… just so you’re not too disappointed when you actually make it to my apartment. I was already making dinner and I… I’ve been told I can come on too strong sometimes and I didn't want to overdo it.” Blaine’s confession came out rushed.

Kurt put the finishing touches on the leaves. “Well, I have a bouquet of ranunculus that says different. And, um, I don’t mind someone who isn’t trying to play games. It’s refreshing.”

Blaine chuckled, although Kurt had been speaking sincerely. “This would be a bad time to mention that phase two of the date is getting-to-know-you games, then, wouldn’t it?”

Kurt laughed. “What did you have in mind?”

“Please keep in mind that I had very little preparation for this date before you judge my lack of creativity and I know it’s a little college frat party, but… never have I ever?”

“How do you play that with two people and no booze?” Kurt asked.

“Well, I don’t think there will be a winner or anything. I was thinking we could just take turns saying something we’ve never done and then the other person has to say if they’ve done that thing?”

“Sure, why not? But I’m adding that we each get one free pass to skip a question.”

“Why, got some skeletons in the closet, Kurt?” Blaine teased.

“Oh, just start already,” Kurt huffed in mock exasperation.

“Never have I ever… kissed a girl,” Blaine said smugly.

“Wow, someone was very sure of their sexuality growing up! Although, my brief foray into the world of hetero romance was less of an identity crisis than wishful thinking that I could just be normal.”

Way to be a downer, Kurt.

“No judgement. That sounds hard. Your turn.”

“Never have I ever… been blackout drunk.” Sure, Kurt had been drunk before, especially in college, but he’d always kept things moderately under control. Honestly, while he enjoyed the looseness that came with getting drunk, the idea of being that out of control frightened him far too much. Great, now Blaine knows what an uptight control freak I am.

“Oh, you lucky, lucky man. One time was enough for me. I woke up in bed with some guy with no memory of how I’d gotten there. I was so embarrassed I snuck out while he was still asleep. Although, I did check the trashcan to make sure we used protection. And… that was definitely an overshare, yikes.”

“Everyone has a random.”

“Oh, hey, Kurt? The landlord finally called me back, give me a sec.” The gentle cadence of Blaine’s voice traveled through the wall, too quiet for Kurt to make out the words as he spoke on the phone to his landlord.

“Good news, Kurt! He says that the technicians are almost here!”

“Oh, thank god!” I really need to pee.

“Where were we? Never have I ever… cheated in a relationship.”

“Noted. Also, same. That one would have been awkward if I had.”

“You always could have used your veto.”

“I mean, I think vetoing that question is still an answer, but sure. Alright, it’s my turn…”

Suddenly the elevator shifted, and then he was falling.

Kurt screamed.

The elevator car couldn’t have fallen more than a few inches but it was long enough for Kurt to be briefly gripped with mortal terror. As much as he had thought about the possibility of the elevator falling, he had never really thought it could happen. Then there was a loud clanging noise coming from above him, and finally the elevator doors slid open.

A middle-aged woman in a safety vest stood above him. Behind her, bushy brown eyebrows furrowed together in concern, stood a man Kurt could only assume was Blaine.

“Are you okay?” Blaine asked.

“The elevator dropped!” Kurt shrieked.

The woman shrugged. “Yeah, that can happen sometimes when we open things up.” She was far too nonchalant for Kurt’s taste.

“Maybe warn a guy next time? I thought I was going to die for a second there.”

“Sure, sure,” she said brusquely. “Are you coming out or what?” She reached her hand out but Kurt reached for the arm of the man beside her instead. Blaine’s grasp was strong and sure, pulling him from the jaws of that dastardly contraption and out into the hallway.

“Kurt, you’re shaking!” Blaine observed, looking worried.

“Did you miss the part where I thought I was going to die!” He addressed the last few words at the elevator technician in a savage tone.

Blaine wrapped an arm around his waist. “Let’s get you inside, huh? I have wine or maybe you’d rather have some nice chamomile tea?”

Kurt nodded and leaned in to the warmth and stability of Blaine’s body. His knees were still quivering.

“Are we done here?” Blaine asked the technician firmly.

“Yes. I’ll just finish writing up the report but you gentlemen can move on with your evening”

“Thank you. And if it’s at all possible, I hope you will speak to our management company about improving the elevator safety here.”

“Not my department, sorry. Have a nice date,” she smirked.

Kurt blushed and Blaine’s hand rubbed his back soothingly. “Come on, let’s see if dinner is salvageable.”

Blaine escorted him up two flights of stairs and finally, two hours late, Kurt made it to his destination.

He stashed his coat and bag on the coat rack by the door and took in Blaine’s apartment. It was small, like his own, but lovingly decorated with colorful throw blankets and large photographs of a smiling Blaine with various loved ones.

“I like your apartment.”

Blaine blushed slightly. “Thank you. Please, uh, you can sit down and I’ll see if my roast chicken isn’t too dry for human consumption.”

Kurt took the chair Blaine had indicated, admiring the way he had set the table with placemats and a small cluster of tea light candles in the center of the table for decoration. He really had gone to a lot of effort for a blind date.

Blaine came back in from the kitchen with a serving dish. “I’ve determined that it’s edible, but you can only eat this if you promise you’ll wait until next time to judge my cooking prowess, okay?”

“Next time, huh?” Kurt said cheekily.

Blaine’s hazel eyes widened. “I didn’t mean… no, let’s be honest I did mean it. I know we’ve only been face to face for about fifteen minutes but… you told me you didn’t like playing games so I’m just going to be honest with you and hope you really aren’t scared by someone who comes on too strong. I already know I’m going to want to see you again. I knew it before I even saw how gorgeous you are, not that I’m not appreciating that because I am. Just talking to you, I could tell you were someone special. That’s why I tried so hard to impress you with my weird elevator date. Sorry, I know I’m a silly romantic but I can’t help it.”

Kurt gasped, his heart swelling in his chest. He was overwhelmed by emotion and suddenly lost for words. No one had ever acted like this with Kurt before. In the past, dating had felt like a game of chess, each person carefully calculating their next move, not wanting to give away their strategy. Blaine was just so open and honest with his feelings, so hopeful without pressuring, so generous without expecting anything in return.

To his utter embarrassment, tears pricked at his eyes. He turned away from Blaine, desperately trying to dab at the corners of his eyes without his date noticing. Turning back to Blaine, he gave him a watery smile, hoping it was enough to convey how he was feeling.

Blaine beamed back. “Chicken?”

Kurt nodded.

“And you promise?” Blaine prodded, clearly serious about his cooking being spared judgement.

“Yes, of course, I’ve been trapped in an elevator for two hours; I’m famished. Give me some fucking chicken before I pass out on your area rug.”

Blaine’s eyes twinkled in amusement.

“Sorry, I have a tendency to get a little hangry.”

They ate, falling into a companionable silence. The chicken was a little on the dry side, but surprisingly good all things considered and Kurt could appreciate the spice rub Blaine had used. And he was much too hungry to care.

After they finished eating and they had set their dishes into the sink to soak, Blaine turned to him and asked shyly, “I know it’s getting late but would you like to sneak up onto the roof with me? I thought you might enjoy going somewhere with lots of open space after being cooped up for so long.”

Kurt grinned. “That sounds perfect. I’m in.”

Grabbing their coats, Kurt followed Blaine out onto the fire escape and up the rickety stairs two more floors to the roof. After Blaine assured him it was up to code, anyways.

They hopped over an ineffective gate and scrambled onto the roof. Blaine shook out a blanket that Kurt hadn’t realized he had. They sat down together, looking out over the roofs of the neighboring buildings.

“You know, I’ve never tried to get onto the roof of my building before. I wonder if it’s possible,” Kurt mused.

“I would be more than happy to assist in such an expedition,” Blaine said eagerly.

“Sounds like a date,” Kurt said with a wink.

“Wait, really?” Blaine asked hopefully, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight.

Kurt had said it without thinking but he found that he’d meant it. Blaine was sweet, thoughtful, and fun to be around. He could already picture them having a good time roaming the rooftops of Kurt’s neighborhood or enjoying more of Blaine’s cooking.

“Yeah, I mean, if you want to.” Kurt smiled shyly.

“Oh, I want to,” Blaine said breathlessly.

Kurt felt himself flush all the way down to his collar. When he looked back up, Blaine’s face was somehow closer and he was looking very intently back at him.

“This is very romantic,” Kurt whispered, as if his voice might break the spell. “You’re very romantic.”

“That’s kind of my charm,” Blaine whispered back. “It’s too much for some people.”

“I like it. I like it a lot.”

“That’s very lucky for me, then.”

“Blaine?” Kurt asked, he voice trembling slightly.

“Yeah.”

“I’m going to kiss you now, if that’s alright.”

“Oh, god, yes.” Blaine’s eyes looked back at him with desire that made Kurt’s stomach flip. For a moment, he thought Blaine might just lean in the rest of the way but instead he waited, seeming to enjoy the anticipation, waiting for Kurt to make his move. Like he intuitively understood Kurt’s need to be in control.

Kurt reached out to brush Blaine’s cheek with the pad of his thumb, Blaine hummed happily and leaned into the touch. Then he ran his thumb over Blaine’s lower lip, eliciting a delicious gasp.

“Please,” Blaine whispered. It was the sexiest thing Kurt had ever heard.

“Well, I did keep you waiting for two hours already; I suppose I shouldn’t make you wait any longer.”

Blaine nodded his encouragement.

Slowly, Kurt leaned forward, taking a moment to brush his nose against Blaine’s before their lips finally connected.

There was a shared gasp, and then Blaine threaded his fingers into Kurt’s hair, pulling him closer. Kurt moaned into his mouth.

In Kurt’s experience, there were always at least a few minutes of awkwardness when two people kissed for the first time before they adjusted to one another’s rhythm and style but it was nothing like that with Blaine. Kissing Blaine was just effortlessly good. Like they were already in tune with one another, no adjustment period required.

They kissed fervently, passionately. Blaine had just pulled Kurt into his lap when Kurt’s phone alarm went off. Shaken out of his reverie, Kurt pulled back.

Blaine pouted. “Come back,” he whined.

“I… fuck, I’m sorry I forgot how late it was. That’s my alarm to start getting ready for bed. I’ll be a complete wreck at work tomorrow if I don’t get enough sleep. Hangry Kurt has nothing on sleep-deprived Kurt.”

“Good to know. Alright, then, I supposed we had better go inside.”

Blaine watched him fondly as he did up the buttons of his coat and collected his bag.

“I’ll, um, I’ll call you tomorrow. About that second date, okay?”

“You better,” Blaine said a grin.

“Thank you, for, well, everything. This was a remarkably good first date, all things considered.”

Blaine pulled him closer by his coat lapels, pressing him into a final, toe-curling kiss. Kurt felt his brain swirl for a few moments before he remembered that he was supposed to be leaving.

“You, sir, are dangerously distracting.”

“Fine, I’ll let you go.” Blaine’s fingers worked quickly to smooth the flaps of his lapel.

They hugged goodbye, Kurt holding on for a few extra seconds to soak in the smell of Blaine’s cologne. Finally pulling away, Kurt reluctantly wished Blaine a good night.

As he stepped into the hallway, Blaine called out to him.

“Take the stairs this time!”

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becomewings · 5 years ago

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Thank you, Sparkle! There's so much going on in the world right now, close to home and far away... I am trying to stay calm and positive, with varying degrees of success. Please take care of yourself! (And that goes to everyone... I know it is difficult because we all have our own obligations to school, work, family, etc., but please try to prioritize your health and stay safe 💜)

Yes! I hope you’re staying safe. I don’t know what area of the world you live in and I know the virus is hitting others harder than most. We have 8 reported cases here. And it’s a scary to me. I hope you are staying safe. I just said that twice. Lol. Happy Thursday! -sparkle ✨💫

Thank you, you too! I live in the US (California, to be somewhat specific) and so far there have been two confirmed cases in my county. I'm grateful the university I work at is (finally) taking precautionary measures by banning large gatherings and moving classes temporarily online, and that I can continue working unless there is a full campus closure... Trying not to be too anxious about things that are simply out of my control and hoping that things gradually work out and improve. I'm also grateful for the community here, even if I don't know anyone personally, it is nice to come online and see people being reassuring and encouraging to each other from all across the globe.

Music and BTS are a good distraction when needed... Now that their promotional period is done, do you have a favorite moment?

I'll repeat you too, please stay safe dear, you and everyone who happens to read this 💜

I truly wish that my job would take some measures, and they have yet. I work with the general public a lot as a secretary. So it's like seriously having me on edge. I know the schools year have temporally closed down and moving things to online since it was spring break here. As well as the public schools closing for a month. Honestly, I'm not sure if I have a favorite moment honestly. Lol. They were all good moments, but I did quite enjoy watching all the ON performances. What about you?

I truly hope your employer catches on soon and makes accommodations so that you can practice some social distancing and have a safe work environment. We were just informed today that we have to work from home two days next week, on rotation, to keep our department staffed but also reduce the number of people on the floor -- for next week only so far, but I won’t be surprised if it continues past that. I can’t fulfill all of my responsibilities from home, so I’m grateful that they are allowing us to complete online trainings and such in the meantime. I am also so glad it’s Friday. What a week it’s been.

Ahh, I love ON! As a former member of drumline and marching band, I have such a fondness for the drum corps elements they incorporated into the music and background choreography. I was excited for the Official MV version too, so beautiful and thought-provoking! I also looove Black Swan (JIMIN’S DANCING EEK). I haven’t been as excited about something in a long time as when I stayed up late to catch their first performance on James Corden. So while I’ve enjoyed all of the comeback (especially as it’s my first!), that was particularly memorable for me. The surprise MV drop was also lovely 🦢🖤

Sorry, I am really rambly tonight. Please take care and have a good weekend! Hope you can get lots of rest! 💗

It’s been a long couple days! Sorry I haven’t gotten back with you! I’ve been stressed about everything going on, and I do hope that they catch on soon too. I was very excited for this comeback and the art in their videos has been beautiful. Black Swan and Jimin dance break? Quality content honestly. Yes! The surprise MV was great. I prefer this version of Black Swan over the other, but both are good. I hope you had a good weekend! -sparkle 💫✨

Hi again Sparkle, thank you for checking in on me! Please don't apologize for messaging delays, there's no need! We all signed up for this event long before any of this started, so I'm grateful you can spare a little time to chat with me. 💜 I'm working from home for at least the next 3 weeks because my uni is now fully closed... But I'm very grateful I have that opportunity. (As much as sometimes I would just like to go to sleep and wake up when this is all over, hah!)

Please continue to take care of yourself! Hope you find some comfort in music or other personal hobbies!

How are you doing? Last week was so stressful for me. So I am quite happy to be working from home this week. I hope you are staying healthy and happy through all of this! How was your week last week? I hope your weekend was alright? I had a pretty decent one me and a couple close friends had game night, and that was the highlight of my weekend. -sparkle 💫✨

I missed hearing from you, Sparkle! (But totally understand, the world is upside down right now.) I’m sorry you had a stressful week and I hope this one is better for you as you transition to working from home. My days have just fluctuated between quiet/boring and a little stressful (mostly re: house stuff, but that’s out of my control at this point), but I suppose I’m glad it hasn’t been worse than that.

Ooh what are your favorite games?? I’ve been trying to keep up creative side work between writing and blog content, but… I might purchase Animal Crossing soon hehe. Do you have any other hobbies to help distract you from stress/everything that’s going on? Take care dear! 💗

I know! I let time get away from me honestly! I hadn't been meaning too. I miss talking to you! I love all kind of games. I'm not particularly picky, but i do like that Game of LIfe. I've had just about ever version they've made. We played this one called Blockbuster in reference to movies and it was fun because if you know a lot of movies it's somewhat easy but you have to act out some of hte titles. Lol. Animal crossing seems like fun, everyone talks about it. Lol. -sparkle 💫✨ 1/2

I’ve never played it before. I’ve been thinking of getting an Nintendo Switch, but I don’t know how often I would play it. I know that game comes on there. But I heard it’s also an app? I’m not entirely sure. Lol. Also, I’m planning on making you a gif set for the secret bunny exchange! I know you said you love Jimin (my bias wrecker and sweet baby), Kookie, and Tae. And you were right, it’s hard to pick just ONE. Is there any particular one you want to see in a gif set? -sparkle 💫✨ 2/2

Receiving messages from you makes me happy! ^^ I know life is strange right now though so completely understand if you don’t have time. I’ll be patiently waiting!

So you like tabletop games? Sounds fun! I gravitate toward video games more personally, but haven’t had too much time lately to play. There are definitely fun ones to try if you ever get a Switch! There’s Breath of the Wild of course, which I admit I am still holding off on finishing because I don’t want it to be over LOL, some Mario & friends party games if that’s your jam, as well as some really beautiful indie games (Gris for example!). ANYWAY I won’t ramble about that anymore haha. I’m not sure what the app is, if you were referring to Animal Crossing–might be a companion to the game? I saw a tweet referring to using an app for quicker messaging in AC lol, but I haven’t played the game myself yet.

Aw thank you so much for asking about the gift (and for making it in the future)!! Oh dear you want ME to pick one? If I’m honest, I think Jimin and Tae light up my heart the absolute most (any vmin content gives me life but totally understand if that’s not your thing) but… please don’t ask me to… choose between them HAHA. How about you go with whoever would give you the most joy to gif right now?? I will truly be happy to receive any gift from you, regardless of who is featured. :’)) thank you dear!!

(Edit: btw who is your bias??)

I love tabletop games, and I play a lot of video games too. So don't get me wrong, I am huge into video games, but I don't play them as often. my boyfriend uses his PS4 all the time. I'm still trying to get through SpiderMan, but that's also because I don't wanna end it. I'm almost finished though. And yes! It's so hard to choose just one honestly, so I get your dilemma. And I can do vmin content! I don't gif them much and I want too. I can't wait to work on something for you! -sparkle 💫✨

Yay!! Sounds like we might have that in common. I have a huge appreciation for video games (and video game soundtracks is one of my favorite ‘genres’ of music, recognizing that they’re incredibly diverse of course), but I spend more time watching videos of other people playing them than playing them myself haha. We have a PS4 too. SpiderMan looked fun but I never tried it! I loved watching my partner play FFXV and Death Stranding. Trying to remember what I’ve actually finished on PS4, it’s been awhile lol... Everybody’s Gone to the Rapture and Rime were beautiful. I started Last Guardian but didn’t get very far before life got too busy. :( Hope I can pick it up again some day! Do you have a favorite PS4 game?

Aww you’re too kind. I’m so excited to see what you create!! And to chat with you off-anon. :) Who is your favorite member to gif?

Yes, I also like watching other people play video games, but it's rare when I do. I always end up getting distract sometimes. I've played SpiderMan, Horizon Zero Dawn, which are my favorites as well as Tomb Raider. I do really like FFXV, but i haven't played it in so long though. I can't wait to talk to you off anon either. I be having to really make sure I press the anon button. adlfkjsl I"m bad at forgetting. And Yoongi is my favorite to gif. -sparkle 💫✨

Oo I forgot I watched some of Horizon Zero Dawn too! Very impressive game. It looks like a lot of fun and I might try to play it myself in the future.. but like you said, it’s easy to get distracted. Life just likes to get in the way huh. Have you seen/heard of Hellblade: Senua’s Sacrifice? Intennnnse. I’m an absolute coward when it comes to horror games (or movies) and somehow my partner tricked me into playing one of the scariest parts because he got too scared HAH. That being said, as much as I love really emotionally intense games, I love soft gentle ones too… especially chill co-ops! (I’m thinking of the one we played most recently, Pode… that was on Switch though.)

Yayy Yoongi! I really do love all of BTS, and while the maknae line ran off with my heart, I have a big soft spot for Yoongi. I was never really drawn to rap/hip-hop except maybe Linkin Park like in middle school am I dating myself until I met Yoongi and just… wow. ._. He’s so expressive in his delivery, his lyrics are heart-breakingly raw and honest, and he has extraordinary range between his gentlest material and the lines that come at you with a knife. Also I’m so proud of him for continuing to work as a producer and refine those skills on top of his life as an idol. What are your favorite things about Yoongi? If you can even choose haha 💗

Lol I know what you mean, I was really paranoid the first 2 weeks about sending anon messages to my other partners on mobile because the interface was different and I was really suspicious of the term ‘public’ vs ‘private.’ And every time I send the ask for about 5 seconds I question whether or not I clicked anon.

P.S. I should keep my mouth shut but … I have an itty bitty guess of who you may be. I won’t say any more than that and I guess I’ll find out in 2 weeks whether I’m right or wrong haha. xD take care sparkle dear!!

That game was really fun honestly. I still haven't finished. And sameeee! I am not into the horror games. The movies I can do, but the games I'm just too scared to really play them. I tried Resident Evil, and I was like this is a BIG FAT NO. Lol. And I haven't heard of that game though, but it sounds intense by the name of it. I also like soft gentle ones, or the ones were it's not a lot of challenging aspects to it. I really like Spyro. The original and the remake. -sparkle 💫✨ 1/2

Linkin Park is one of my favorite groups. I love them, and miss Chester so much. Also it sounds like we're maybe around the same age because that's when I got into them maybe? And I am so proud of him for everything that he's done. Yoongi originally wasn't my bias at first. I think maybe it was going to be Taehyung, but watching their variety shows made me fall in love with him. Outside of his hard exterior, he's so sweet and loving of the boys. It's so hard to just pick one! -sparkle 💫✨2/2

Okay, so one more. Lol. Because the ask limit is so short! I get paranoid all the time, and i have to like double check to make sure I Press it. alkdjfls NOW i'm curious as to who you think I am! But I do how you have a wonderful weekend. -sparkle 💫✨

Dying over your Resident Evil reaction because... SAME lol. However. I have enjoyed watching some playthroughs of 7 and the remake of 2, which is the closest I will ever come to watching a horror movie again. xD I have really fond memories of playing Spyro at my cousin’s house as a kid, but haven’t tried the remake yet! It looks like fun too. There are too many good games to choose from, not nearly enough time to play lol.

I only really listened to a couple of Linkin Park’s old albums, but I miss Chester too. \: We could be around the same age yeah! I’ll tell you when we’re messaging off-anon. :)

If I may tell a story, my discovery of BTS went like this: heard a music clip in a YouTube ad of all places (normally skip them lol but I got it a couple times at work and thought hmm this is catchy). Then had to dive into some compilation videos to figure out which heckin song it was (turned out to be DNA). But along the way I found more songs I liked. And then I fell HARD for the Mic Drop MV (again, a little strange for me, because it’s pretty hip-hoppy). Jungkook makes this super intense expression at one moment that made me go oh. hello. So then I slowly learned who the different members were, and since this was me mostly streaming YT in the background at work haha, I had to keep switching tabs to check who was singing. I loved Jungkook’s singing but then also realized that I loved Jimin’s sweet voice too (yes I admit when I was first getting to know them, I could not always tell them apart). And THEN mister baritone Tae with his unique falsetto and delicious low range (I really wish they featured his chest voice more but OH WELL I digress) snagged my attention and ANYWAY long story short that’s how I fell in love with BTS and also the entire maknae line I guess. :’)

Hehehe I’ll tell you after the event ends if I’m right or wrong, don’t worry. It might be almost over, but I hope you had a lovely weekend too! ♥♥♥

Yes, somehow my sister convinced me to get it like she was going to play the game too, and she did not. I ended up exchanging the game because I'm like this is a waste of money. haha. I usually always skipped them too, so I totally understand. Everyone I knew liked but I had stopped listening to kpop for a while after the members of Big Bang went into enlistment (sad sad times). I first heard Dope. The FBE Youtube channel reacted to them, and I'm like OKAY GUYS. 1/3 -sparkle 💫✨

When Jungkook hits that high note I was like COME THROUGH VOCALS. So then naturally I had to go and look a few more videos. This was during around the time they had appeared on the AMAs the first time. And then I listened to I Need U and Save Me (this is one of my favorites). And I was hooked. I went and watched their Ellen interviews, and they're so sweet. I ended up binge watching their variety show and Bon Voyage and I was hooked then. -sparkle 💫✨ 2/3

Run BTS was when I realized that Yoongi was my bias. Because I'll admit that I did not like him at first, but I said that already. And then I just realized how sweet and funny he actually his. And I think he's just shy at times. At least in the beginning, but he's so handsome and his stage presence is like a 360 from him being off stage. If that makes sense. I could go on for house about Yoongi. Lol. -sparkle 💫✨3/3

The high notes in Dope are pretty ridiculous because they’re at the start of the phrase so they get little to no preparation lol. Their vocal abilities are truly impressive... and then they do it all while dancing :’)

I agree that Yoongi’s stage presence is strikingly different from his real self! Or the self we get to see in their behind-the-scenes content lol. Possibly like a lot of people, I thought he was super intimidating and tough until I saw more of him offstage... and then went awww he’s a big softie who just doesn’t pull his punches when he’s rapping and producing.

Do you have any favorite Run BTS episodes? So far I’ve only watched a handful of the recent ones, but all the random gifs and clips of older content warms my heart or makes me laugh. I’d like to eventually watch them all from the beginning... some day lol. (see all previous mentions of being too busy to do anything fun outside of work haha)

They are ridiculous. I love when they hit high notes in songs. All the boys have such a beautiful range, and I love hearing them. Especially when they do their solo songs. Jimin's solos are normally my favorite because his voice is the type I tend to lean towards a lot His stage presence is so different! Just like Jhope's. It's always so different, but it's them all in a nutshell, if that makes sense. Lol. I was in Chorus for a while, and I liked it begin in a group. -sparkle 💫✨1/2

It's easier being in a group, but I could never do it by myself. And favorite Run episode? Hmmm, there are so many that I love. I prefer some of the older episodes to some of the new ones. I'll have to find them again, but there was one where they were doing like this haunted house type of thing and it had me dying of laughter. They're all so funny though. I'm still trying to catch up with some of the new ones they've been doing. -sparkle 💫✨2/2

The vocal line is so wonderful, but I’ve been increasingly impressed with the rap line’s singing too. I have always liked the beginning of Spring Day and I confess it took me an embarrassingly long time to wonder which one of them was singing, and I was surprised to learn that it’s Namjoon. Also his low line in Louder Than Bombs is wonderful... I don’t even care if it’s probably autotuned a little lolol. And I only recently found out about the song Sea, but Tae’s chest-range melody at the very end.. UGHGHGGH it’s too. good. (DEAR BIGHIT COMPOSERS, MORE BARI PLS.)

I had to sing in choir in grad school and ended up enjoying it way more than I thought I would. (I’m a composer/pianist and I needed ensemble credit.) I’ve always been really self conscious about my voice, and now... I would love to take vocal lessons some day. While I know that no two people will play an instrument exactly the same, it’s kind of magical that you don’t know what the true sound or full potential of your own singing voice will be until you train it. Do you play any instruments? :)

The vocal line is amazing. I love all of their voices for different reasons, and sometimes I'm in the mood for one, and then another time I'm in the mood for another. If that makes sense. I haven't listened to Sea that much, but it is such a beautiful song! And you're right. His chest tone HELLO VOCALS. Lol. I'd love to take vocal lessons one day, but not sure if I ever would. And I don't play any instruments, but I would love to learn guitar one day. Lol. It's a dream of mine. -sparkle 💫✨

Hii Sparkle. I’m sorry it took me a bit to get back to you, but it really makes me happy when I receive your messages! Yess Tae’s chest voice deserves all the shouty caps all the time hehe. I hope you have the opportunity to learn the guitar someday if that’s what your dream is! Everyone starts somewhere... I would love to learn the cello too :)) one day haha.

Do you have a favorite “underrated” bts song? Just curious! Take care dear, looking forward to finding out who you are soon~

Yay! I'm glad you like hearing from me! I really like talking to you. I don't talk to many people on here sometimes, but then other times I do. So this is nice just to be able to talk with a fellow army. One day I will learn it, I just have to learn how to read music first. Lol. Because I definitely don't know how to. Hmm honestly there are a few that I feel are underrated, that i Iove. Spring Day, Hold Me Tight, and Autumn Leaves. These songs are queens! What about you? -sparkle 💫✨

Music is a lifelong learning process but it’s worth it. :’) I believe in you!!

SPRING DAY!! 🌸🌸🌸 One of my all-time favorites. I honestly might not have a very good awareness of what is underrated and what isn’t, especially among older songs, but... I love Spring Day, The Truth Untold, Jamais Vu, and most recently Sea... lol hm I’m sensing a trend of bittersweet/melancholy songs. But also House of Cards (it’s just so delightfully WEIRD and dark and different??). On the other end of the spectrum (although not sure if it’s underrated?), Silver Spoon/Baepsae. What a jam. Love to tune out the world with that one at work on one of my walk breaks if I had a frustrating day. And maybe it’s too early to tell from MOTS 7, but I get the impression that I might love Louder Than Bombs way more than the average army. And that’s okay :)

I don’t talk to or know very many people on here yet too, probably because my blog is still relatively new. So I’m very glad to be getting to know you

I loved Spring Day as soon as I heard it. I still listen to it a lot when I'm in the mood for it. It's such a beautiful song. The Truth Untold IS A QUEEN. I love that one too. Jamais Vu, I think I have to be in the mood to listen to it sometimes, but it's growing on me. House of Cards, that one I heard last year sometime and I like that one too. I don't listen to it as much. And Silver Spoon is my go too song honestly on my way to work. Louder Than Bombs is really good. -sparkle 💫✨ 1/2

I listen to that one a lot myself. I think We Are Bulletproof 2.0 maybe one, but I'm not sure either. I absolutely adore that song so much. It's such a beautiful mad song honestly. And also you're right this update is kind of weird, but I don't mind the font so much. -sparkle 💫✨2/2

Yasss I’m glad you like Truth Untold too. It’s too beautiful. I practically cried when I heard for the first time a live performance video (somewhere in Japan) where he sang a higher note in the climax than in the studio recording auuughgghgh my heart.

We Are Bulletproof pt. 2 took awhile to grow on me but I was happy when it did. I can be a little odd about the order in which I listen to songs, and usually need to listen in album order, but for some reason I really like that one after No More Dream. Also, though it’s hardly underrated, I now know what all the fuss is about Cypher pt. 3. I’ve been gradually purchasing their older albums (kinda out of order) and finally got to Dark & Wild about a month ago haha. I’m listening to all these mad songs now. Been in a weird sad mood for a lot of today tbh and... mad bts is helping a little haha. So is chatting with you!

I’m probably overreacting about the dashboard, but something about that bubbly serif font is irritating haha. And I don’t see this mythical option to revert to the old dashboard that people are talking about in their settings. Boo. I’ll get over it... eventually haha.

The Truth Untold is one of my favorites, and I normally don't like ballads a lot. It takes me a while to get into them, but this one just caught my eye. I'm learning Korean, and it's one of the ones that I can sing along too while reading the lyrics! I am super proud of that accomplishment. When I was going through their albums after I got into them, I skipped the older ones at first. I wasn't sure if I really liked them. -sparkle 💫 1/2

I listen to a select few of them on their darker albums, but a lot of it isn’t really what I like hearing. Although, I think I may revisit the albums again. It’s been a while since I actually listened to them. haha if you go to settings > dashboard you’ll see it there. Just let it load for a second, adn then it pops up. -sparkle 💫✨ 2/2

(Ugh I typed an answer and then tried to drop in a screenshot and everything disappeared. Got it, tumblr. No dropping images. REDO.)

Oo that’s awesome that you’re learning Korean! Are you self-studying? How long have you been studying? I’ve been studying Japanese for several years (very slowly lol). Then a few months ago, thanks to BTS, I was suddenly really interested in learning Korean too. I worked on memorizing hangul for a week and then had a “lol what am I doing” moment when I realized I didn’t know nearly enough Japanese yet to realistically tackle two challenging languages at the same time. So Korean is on hold for now, but I really wish I could just… magically be fluent haha. It would be amazing to understand their lyrics or interviews/conversations on the spot without relying on translations. And English is stupidly difficult, so as much as I appreciate how much effort they’ve put into learning too… as an international fan, I wish I could return that effort too and learn their language so that they don’t feel like they need to learn English.

Love Yourself: Answer was my first album and I purchased that one specifically because it was a compilation and contained most of the individual songs I already knew I liked from YouTube haha. Then I expanded from there. To be honest, if I had found BTS when they were just getting started, or anytime before HYYH, I probably wouldn’t have connected with their music, sound-wise or thematically. But… they were exactly what I needed when I did finally find them. And now I have immense appreciation for their beginnings and how far they’ve come, even loving some older songs/styles that I never expected to. As I mentioned, I don’t usually listen to pop or rap/hip-hop… like ever haha. But something about them just reached into my heart and I’ll be forever grateful to them.

I tried what you suggested (waiting on the page) and… the text kinda jumped at one point as though something else had loaded, but nothing else displayed. Am I derping around on the wrong page? \:

edit: I see it in the source code, idk why the toggle isn’t displaying for me 🙃

Yes! I am self learning. I have been doing it on and off for like two years, but the last part of last year I've been doing it most often. However with everything that's going on, it's kind of slowed down and I've just been focusing on what's going on in the world right now. I feel the same. I think if I would have found them before, I don't think I would have liked them as much as I do now. I do have an appreciation for their older music even if I don't listen it to it much. 1/3 -sparkle 💫✨

Their first two albums I didn't like as much, but everything from then on I'm pretty sure I am obsessed with when I found them out. Lol. I do remember you say that previously that you don't listen to a lot of that style of music. What do you normally like to listen to? I listen to a lot of everything, so I'm not sure if I have a genre that i really stick too. Although, I think in the beginning i listened to a lot of hiphop/rap and alternative stuff. -sparkle 💫✨ 2/3

Then the older i got the more I got into pop music because I found kpop when I was about 17, and it's been stuck to me ever since. Lol. So I don't know I like a lot of music that makes me feel good and I can dance too or sing along with. I think maybe it depends on my mood. Lol . -sparkle 💫✨3/3

I think that’s awesome that you’re working on learning the language on your own! And I understand the challenges of keeping it up independently, especially in such strange and challenging times... I feel guilty that I stopped my daily kanji studying pretty much as soon as I started working from home. It was initially because I used my commute time to study (I’m in a vanpool) and... definitely lost some motivation once everything started changing. I know I shouldn’t be too hard on myself though for taking a break, and I hope you are not either. I’m hoping to get back into soon and reform some study time habits :)

Yeah it sounds like you’ve been listening to Kpop for a long time! ^^ Aside from my fairly recent BTS obsession, I gravitate toward moodier music in general haha. Evanescence was my instant favorite way back in middle school and... tbh I still listen to their albums sometimes! I tended to like anything indie-ish with piano or rock + orchestra. I loved this European band Within Temptation, their music is like a blend of rock and symphonic orchestra. Nowadays, I love video game music and that’s probably what I listen to the most... Nobuo Uematsu (Final Fantasyyy), who is probably one of my biggest inspirations for pursuing composition, Austin Wintory (Journey, Abzu, etc), and more recently Jessica Curry (everything the Chinese Room studio made lol). The past few days I’ve been streaming the songs from Death Stranding. I admit I don’t tend to have a lot of variety... I’m kind of picky and when I find something I love, I will listen to that obsessively over and over for months on end. Like BTS. xD No regrets haha! But I know I should broaden my horizons too...

I'm trying not to be so hard on myself, but I know I'll get back into it soon as I set a schedule for myself. Evanescence is amazing, that's all I got to say. I love them so much, so I totally get it. That's interesting though. I love learning about others music interest. It's always so different and diverse from mine. And also, I realized I didn't answer your question about the dash, and for some reason I don't know why it's not showing up. You were in the right place though. -sparkle 💫✨

Yayy glad you like Evanescence! Yes it is amazing and also wonderful that we all have unique tastes. I know I should make a better effort to try out new things, because finding something new that I connect with is amazing (see: BTS hehe).

I'm so excited to meet you next week!! Please take care and enjoy the rest of your weekend 💗

Sometimes it’s harder to really step out the box. So I totally understand, but I’ve always kind of had “weird” taste in different music so I like listening to whatever it is I like! And yes! I can’t to show you what I’m working on. I’m still searching for things for it! Lol. So I hope you like it. Also I hope you have an amazing week! And also a good day! -sparkle ✨💫

I woke up way earlier than planned thanks to this new isolation insomnia, but I was so happy to see your message. 💜 I’m so excited to meet you, but don’t feel like you have to rush on the gift! I know whatever you make will be wonderful. I hope you have a great week too. Do you have any ~weird~ music suggestions? I’ll give them a try!

I totally understand how that is. I hate waking up earlier than I want too because then you don't want to get up out of bed, but then you're too awake to go back to sleep. At least that's how i feel. Hmmm, weird music suggestions? I'm not entire sure. I like Florence and the Machine, FK Twigs (this might be an acquired taste), Panic at the Disco. There's so much I listen too, and my mind is going blank. Lol. -sparkle ✨💫

Yeah, that was my feeling exactly. :( At least I put in a couple extra hours of work, so I’ll get to take a shorter Friday. Or whichever day we try to brave a grocery run.

Thank you, I will check them out! Hehe due to your comment, I am intrigued by FK Twigs. For some reason I couldn’t really get into Panic at the Disco in high school, even though I had friends who loved them, but... I do appreciate that someone made an Emote! at the Location bot on twitter. xD

I hope you are having a good week so far! Tbh mine has been a little gloomy, but... I am really looking forward to meeting you! And finding out if my guess is right haha :’)) Take care dear!

And I loved Panic! They were so good, I still love them or Brendon Urie. Lol. FK Twigs is really good, but I know she's not for everyone. I really enjoy her music honestly. And honestly, I'm just about finished with your gif set. I have to find a few more videos and I'll post it probably tomorrow or later tonight depending on when I finish. And hmm, I don't know I don't think it is, but it shouldn't be long though. however, I'm really curious to know who you think I am. -sparkle ✨💫

EEek I’m so excited!! (Please don’t stay up late just for me though!)

As much as I am terrible at branching out, I do enjoy finding new music I like, so thank you again for the suggestions! I will try to listen with open ears and mind haha. Have you heard of Fleurie? I stumbled across her music when an artist I followed made a piece inspired by some of her lyrics. She might be quite a bit different than the artists you recommended though.

I’m going to feel a little silly if I’m wrong, but I’ll tell you after the reveal so I don’t make a fool of myself early. xD Can I ask you one question – do you know your Myer-Briggs type?

I'll probably go to bed soon. I'm actually in bed. I just got stuck on the tiktok app, and I really shouldn't. I've never heard of her, but I'll have to check her out tomorrow and see what she's about. And yes! I do know my Myers-Briggs type! -sparkle ✨💫

Oops you fell down the internet rabbit hole before bed :) Hope you didn’t stay up too late and got enough rest!

Love and War is the first song I found by Fleurie, and it’s also the title of one of her albums. It’s a little bit older but probably my favorite overall! I love the song Hurts Like Hell. It’s devastating but beautiful.

Have a great day, hope to talk to you more soon! 💜

p.s. I’m INFJ ✨

I did fall down the rabbit hole of the internet. It always happens. Also you should check out Kerli! she's really interesting, and I really like her music. Her music videos are also really nice. Intriguing at most. Lol. And I'm infj too! -sparkle ✨💫

I know the reveal has been made, but I didn’t want to leave this sitting all alone in my inbox.

Thank you, Ash, for taking the time not only to make me a beautiful gift but to talk with me this past month. Thank you for being a light and comfort in these uncertain times. I will miss your little surprise messages, but I hope we keep in touch. Now I will go back to liking your wonderful posts (because I confess I held back once I started to guess who you were, I didn’t want you to be suspicious either HAH). I’ve said it a lot but I really hope you stay safe, healthy, and happy!! 💗✨💫💗

#network events #secret bunny exchange #asks #sparkle #yoonqiful #this really made my march better :')

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cecke8 · 7 years ago

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Your Ginger Housemate - Part 10

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It’s here! Part 10. This one is pretty long and kind of a filler, but I’m pretty happy with it. I have got a reasonably good idea of what the next one will, and hopefully, it won’t take as long to write. Please enjoy, and thanks for reading!

You stared at the door, unsure of how to introduce Jerome. A million scenarios sped through your mind, but only one really stuck due to its simplicity. You spun on your heel and darted back to the kitchen. Gripping the wall and poking your head around it, you went to give Jerome the plan.

“You’re my friend I met at college. You needed a place to stay, and now we’re roomies. That’s it. No more, no less.”

He raised his eyebrow amused at how flustered you’d become. Just as you had turned to leave, a flash of silver caught your eye. A flash of silver. You whipped your head back around the wall.

“And put the knife down!” You hissed.

As you darted back to the door to answer the second set of knocks against the door, you heard Jerome chuckle.

‘He’d better keep his word, or I swear…’

You wrenched open the door to greet the two people you’d hoped not to encounter for a while… for many obvious reasons of course.

“Mum! Dad! Hi!”

You’re crushed into a tight embrace from both parties as nicknames and greetings were repeated into your ear - mostly from your mother.

“We’ve missed you so much!”

“It’s good to see you poppet.”

“It’s been too long sweetpea!”

You couldn’t say you didn’t love your parents. On the contrary, they received the most enormous amount of affection and trust you could offer. You wouldn’t know what you would have done without them. At any other time, you’d be thrilled to see them. It had been months. But now? Well, it wasn’t so much as being excited but more terrified. Terrified of their well-being. Your well-being… Jerome’s.

Both parents pulled you out of your thoughts as the moved you to arm’s length in synchronicity to look at you. Your father smiled at you as your mother began to speak. That was usually the case. She was an energetic woman. Light, brown hair, almost a sandy blonde that would resist being tamed. She would apply jell and hairspray, and still, it would eventually become a frizzy halo around her face.

“Oh, you look so beautiful! It’s been so long since we saw you last. And you’ve grown your hair out. It looks lovely dear, but isn’t it tiresome?Never mind, who am I to judge? Oh, you won’t believe what happened when we got here…”

Still, she rambled on. Your mother would have been quite content with standing at the entrance for hours chattering giddily away if it weren’t for your father. He exchanged a warm look of amusement with you and put an arm around his wife.

“Patty, dear, should unpack first and chat later? Or shall we stand hear and let the cold in?” He gestures slightly to the still agape door behind them. He was right, the cold air from the usual Gotham weather was seeping into the house, giving you goosebumps.

“Oh! Yes! Of course. Let’s get the bags,” Your mother, Patricia y/l/n, looked at you as she walked out the door, “We’ll just get our things sweetie, and then you can show us around, hey?” She flittered down the steps, the usual bounce in her step. You once again exchanged a look you and your father had done for years. The ‘oh Mum,’ look. With that, he walked out the door and down the few steps to help bring the bags in.

Your father was a taciturn man. Brandon y/l/n was where you had received many of your looks. His hair was [insert y/h/c], just like your own but it looked as if it had been dusted with a silver coating. His eyes twinkled green with understanding. He was your best friend, because, unlike your mother, he would listen entirely, without interrupting, and was able to look at things from your point of view. Usually, you would confide in him with everything. Everything… but the circumstance of harbouring a criminally insane maniac. Even he would not understand something like that.

You turned around and held your fingers to your temples and glanced up to see Jerome leaning against the wall.

“They leaving already?” He asked with a too much innocence then what was necessary.

You jumped, “Jerome Valeska, get your butt back in the other room.” You hissed frantically, whipping around to check your parents hadn’t come through yet.

“Aw, come on sweetcheeks. I wanna meet your folks, before the tour at least.”

You glared at him, tapping your foot.

He shrugged, “Hey, if that’s what you want…”Jerome turned around and headed back out into the small kitchen.

“I want you to not meet them at all,” You grumbled under your breath. If you had had it your way, he wouldn’t be here at all. If you had had it your what, you wouldn’t be stressing about how you were possibly going to introduce him!

You heard your mother before you saw her panting and complaining. She was never known for being quiet nor for entering in any similar form. She’d always babble about something before she was in the same room. However, her bubbly personality and good nature were what made her lovable, they were sort of like her redeeming factors. She was dragging a large suitcase up the slippery, wet front steps.

“Honey you should really try to get some sort of matt on these blasted things. They’re a tripping hazard.“

“Only for you Mum,” you laughed as you raced to assist her. You hadn’t caught your clumsiness from nowhere.

Your father entered soon after, carrying another suitcase and a large, zip up bag - the pillow bag.

‘Jeez. They still have that thing. We got it ages ago!’ You paused for a moment. ‘Jeez’. It was a word Jerome used frequently. It made you smile.

Just as your mother turned to talk to you once more, she paused and glanced over your shoulder. Puzzled, you followed her gaze to see what she was staring at. Although you already had quite a good idea of what that something might be. And it was a someone.

Jerome Valeska, usually a person who radiated confidence, standing tall, making fast and precise movements, was not this person at all. He leant against the wall with his shoulder as per usual, but his hands were stuffed into his pockets standing with a hunched posture, giving off a less intimidating aura. The boy from last night was back.

“Who’s this poppet?” Your father asked kindly.

You were stunned. This was meant to stay in the kitchen until after you had taken your parents to their room. This was meant to keep out of sight until you had come up with a good cover. Not just the “roomie” scenario, but a name. How long they’d known each other. What the arrangements were. What his story was!

“Uh, Mum, this is… um.”

Jerome smiled shyly, ran a hand through his hair and approached the family. Your mind told you to think of something before the ginger ruined everything, but your body was frozen in panic and surprise. You were not used to the shy, ginger-haired boy approaching your parents. He stopped in front of your mother and outstretched his hand. You tensed but were unable to act in any other way, extremely aware of your mother’s curious stare at the… boy and your father’s practised gaze on your back.

“Hello, Mr and Mrs y/l/n. I’m Tyrone. Tyrone Vass.” He shook hands with both adults. At least the name was similar and not hard to mix up.

Your mother beamed as her eyes flicked between the two of you. You could feel the build of questions ready to explode and rush to your unprepared mind. Your father, however, shook hands with Jerome and smiled. Always the gentleman.

Before anything could get weird, you cleared your throat to get back your mum’s prying eyes.

“I’ll show you the house, yeah?” Both parents nodded, your dad kindly, your mum… absentmindedly. She was still eyeing Jerome; who had crossed his arms and avoided eye contact; with both excitement and curiosity.

You towed your mother upstairs as your father trailed behind, bags in tow.

The house “tour” was better than you thought possible. However picky, your mum seemed to genuinely like the house. There were nowhere near as many nitpick’s as you were expecting, which cheered you up immensely. Your father, of course, was entirely at ease with the house, even if he did pay particularly close attention to your answer when your mother asked what the sleeping arrangements were for everyone. Luckily, you were prepared.

"Well, you and Dad are in the guest room, Jer-Tyrone’s been sleeping in the basement-” you had invested in… well, Jerome had ‘found’ a small bed and cheap mattress for the weekend before your parents had come-“And I’m in the room down the hall.”

Both parents had relaxed after hearing that answer, especially your dad, which surprised you. However, you let it go, not in any way wanting to ask. He would speak when he thought was right.

Dinner was easy. Containers of salads you’d placed into bowls (to look like you had prepared them yourself) along with two roast chickens and bread rolls. You’d have to try harder tomorrow night. Throughout dinner, Jerome continued to astound you. He was quiet, reserved and incredibly polite. Not at all like his usual self. He had taken the seat next to you after assisting in dinner preparations but sat further away from what you were used. His eyes were averted the entire time. It was like having stranger sit next to you.

Your mother kept dinner noisy, babbling about the small town happenings across the state and what had happened to the people you used to go to high school with. One girl was married and another a single parent. One had a football scholarship, and his brother had died in a car crash. Eventually, you lost track. You didn’t really care. They were of little to no significance to you now. High school was miserable after the end of spring break before year twelve, your first break-up…

Your mother had finally stopped for a second and your father butted in.

“So, Tyrone was it?”

“Yes, sir.” Your eyes almost bugged, and with much restraint, you kept your mouth shut.

“Why do you live here? Is another place in a large city like his hard to find?”

“Uh, sort of sir. I was kicked out of my apartment because my original roommate wanted his girlfriend to live with him. I couldn’t find anywhere cheap enough… or safe enough. Y/n offered a place to crash, and that’s it. It’s split living arrangements now so, yeah.” He nodded his head a couple of times and looked back down at his food, clenching his jaw.

Your father also nodded, but approvingly. He believed him. Good thing Jerome was a practised deceiver and lier.

“Are you in college Tyrone?”

“Yeah. Second-year major in the arts. Doing finance stuff too."

Where was all this coming from? Was this all his plan before everything snapped? Had he planned this answer in his head as preparation? Was he just exceptionally talented at improvisation? None of these would surprise you.

Luckily, your father seemed at ease with whatever was going on and pleased with the ginger’s response.

Your mother then took over the dinner conversation and asked 'Tyrone’ where he was from.

"We moved around a lot. Finally made roots here in Gotham when I was fourteen.”

“And how old are you Tyrone?” Your mother was really getting into this interrogation thing.

“I’m twenty.”

“Ah, same age as y/n.”

“Yeah, I guess so." He laughed nervously. Huh. You had never ever been able to judge Jerome’s age. You’d asked, of course, he’d just never answer. Always finding it amusing to avoid the question.

Your mother’s questions eventually led to his family - you found out ‘Tyrone's’ father was a sea captain and died at sea while his mother was a "quiet woman” who had moved to Kansas to take care of his sick grandmother. He was an only child.

Later that night, when everyone was asleep, you flopped onto your bed, a million thoughts circling around your head. Dinner had gone without a hitch. Especially after your parents had warmed up to Jerome. Well, Tyrone. God, this was weird.

But just because everything went so smoothly today, did not mean it would tomorrow. Or the day after that. Or the day after that! And these stories Jerome had presumably concocted out of thin air… were they what he wished had happened to him? What he really wanted his life to be? And the Tyrone persona. Was he always there, deep, deep down within Jerome’s mind? The boy he could have been before his mother had found a strength against him. Before Jerome could take no more. You didn’t know, but these questions were going to be answered. Whether Jerome liked it or not. But the most common enquiry that flashed behind your closed eyelids was something that only time could answer:

'What the hell is going to happen now!?’

I’ve changed the way I display the links for my stories. Instead of putting every single story link on display, I thought I’d do that for only the first story, and display the rest in previous and next. I’m sorry if this inconveniences anyone, honestly.

#jerome valeska #jerome valeska imagine #jerome valeska fanfic #jerome valeska xreader #lovingjerome #x-reader #imagines #fanfiction #fanfic #gotham fanfiction #Gotham #DC comics #Cameron Monaghan #Yourgingerhousemate

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iamanhonestmess · 7 years ago

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When Darkness Falls, Haylijah fanfiction

Link to the story on FF in case you missed the first few chapters or want to read ahead (reviews are always appreciated); https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12125374/1/When-Darkness-Falls

Chapter 3 - Long Story Short

After showering and putting her clothes back on, at least she felt somewhat better and cleaner, Hayley wandered out of Rebekah's room to explore the compound as Elijah said she could. Doing anything definitely beat staying in that room any longer. Hayley had felt like a caged wolf, no pun intended, stuck in that room.

It was bad enough to begin with being locked in there since yesterday, but then Elijah revealed that the room was Rebekah's. Every time Hayley thought about that being Rebekah's room, she felt a pang of guilt course through her. At this point, she was no worse than Klaus was. That was not something anyone should ever have to have be a fact about them. It was an awful thing to think and it was an even more awful thing to realize that it was the truth.

Hayley walked through the compound in search of Elijah. He gave her the run of the compound, but a part of her didn't want to go snooping around if she didn't have to. She decided that she would go looking for Elijah and if she couldn't find him then and only then would she go explore the compound on her own. Only open doors, of course. If a door was closed then she wasn't going to break in just to see what was behind the door...no matter how much her curiosity may or may not be piqued.

After searching the compound, high and low, she didn't find Elijah. Hayley was taken aback by how much she was bummed out that she couldn't find him. She'd only known him for literally a day and a half and he was already making her feel things that she'd never felt before. Giving it some thought, Hayley came to the conclusion and passed those feelings off as being due to the fact that Elijah was the first guy in pretty much her entire life that didn't treat her like dirt or act like an ass towards her all the time.

Hayley slowly walked down the long hallway, which looked like a hallway out of a Steven King film adaptation. Most of the doors were shut but there was one room with double doors that was open. Curiosity got the best of her and she walked through the doors without a second thought, finding herself in the study.

Looking around and taking in the room, Hayley made her way over to the bookshelves. She walked down the line of books, reaching out to trail her fingers over the spines. Most of the books were ones that she had never heard of before. She wasn't surprised considering that the books belonged to thousand year old vampires. Of course, the books were from other time periods. It would've been surprising if they weren't.

"Did you find a book that interests you?" a female voice asked from behind Hayley, causing her to jump and spin around quickly to come face to face with the owner of the voice.

"Oh, umm, no! I was just looking around," Hayley answered quickly, recognizing the girl as the other Mikaelson sister, Freya.

Hayley knew just as much about Freya as she knew about Elijah. Their names and the fact that he was a vampire and she was a witch. While Elijah had shown up in town a few months before, Freya had been in town for at least half that time. She had shown up out of the blue and surprised everyone by her presence.

Growing up, Hayley had only ever heard of five Mikaelson siblings...all vampires. Then about a month or so ago, Freya arrived in town and suddenly there was another Mikaelson sibling. Except the newest Mikaelson sibling was not a vampire, she was a witch. That had thrown every wolf pack in town for a loop. No one knew how it came to be that five of the Mikaelson siblings were vampires while Freya was a witch and that was the way it stayed to this day. Freya being both a witch and a Mikaelson was a mystery then, and it was still a mystery now.

"Elijah said that I could go anywhere in the compound and the door was open so..." Hayley trailed off, not sure how to finish her sentence without rambling on for ages.

A chuckle escaped Freya's throat. "No need to explain," she said, pushing off from her place leaning against the door frame and making her way over to Hayley. "Elijah gave me the heads up before he had to leave to take care of a few things."

"He's not here?" Hayley asked, starting to feel uneasy when Freya confirmed that Elijah was in fact MIA at the moment. "What about your other brother?"

Hayley sure hoped that Freya would say he wasn't there either. It wasn't that she was afraid of Klaus because she wasn't. She just didn't trust him around her without Elijah there as well.

Freya shook her head no and smiled. "It's just us girls here right now."

Hayley sighed a breath of relief and smiled at that information.

"Elijah asked me to keep you company while he is away," Freya informed her as she stood a few feet away from her.

"I do not mind being by myself," Hayley said as she suddenly remembered that it was one of Freya's spells that allowed Klaus to enter her apartment and that it was also one of Freya's spells keeping her magically locked in the compound.

Freya sighed, picking up quickly on the change of Hayley's mood. "I know I'm probably not your most favorite person right now," Freya said, stating the obvious.

An evil sounding chuckle ripped itself from Hayley's throat. "You've got that right."

"I know an apology won't do much to change the truth, but for what it may be worth, I truly am sorry that I had to do both spells," Freya replied genuinely, making her way over to the couch and sitting down.

Hayley's mood softened a little as she realized that Freya was telling the truth.

"If that is the case, why did you do them?" Hayley asked out of curiosity, moving closer to where Freya was sitting.

"I'm willing to bet that you're not familiar with the story of me?" Freya stated more so than asked a question, glancing up at Hayley.

Hayley nodded. "I don't know anything about you except that you're a Mikaelson and a witch," Hayley admitted.

"It's a long story that I won't get into right now, but long story short..." Freya trailed off momentarily, trying to figure out how to explain the situation in the least amount of words. "Long story short, I was separated from my siblings a very long time ago...before most of them were even born and just recently I was reunited with them. Then, all of a sudden, Rebekah gets taken and all I want is to have her back so when Klaus came to me with his plan..." Freya trailed off, turning her head away trying to hide the guilt on her face. "I didn't think twice about it until it was already too late," Freya finished a moment or two later, her guilt clear in her tone of voice.

Hayley wanted to stay angry with her, but after hearing that...the short version of the story of Freya...Hayley felt bad for her. She, herself, only had an older brother and he was always around throughout her life, Hayley could only imagine how much it would pain her if she was ever separated from him for as long as Freya was separated from her siblings.

Not only that, Hayley could relate to how guilty Freya was feeling. If anything, Hayley felt twice the guilt than she felt before talking to Freya. How was she honestly supposed to stay angry at Freya for what she did when she had done something just as bad, if not worse.? They both had every right to be mad at each other. The only difference was that Freya didn't know she had the right to be mad at Hayley. Therefore, Hayley didn't feel right staying mad at Freya when Freya couldn't rightly feel angry at her as well.

In order to push her guilt to the backburner for now, Hayley started thinking about the first part of what Freya said and added it together with what little she had known before now.

"Wait a second," Hayley said, her voice revealing her confusion. "If your siblings are thousand year old vampires and you're a witch...you said you were the oldest of all of you...but how are you still so young?" Hayley asked suddenly confused as she tried to wrap her head around what Freya told her and what she'd taken from all of it.

"That would be getting into the long version," Freya answered, following up her answer with a small laugh. "We will save that version for another time and place."

Hayley sighed, leaning back against the couch. "Hopefully that time and place will be in a few days and not here."

"I can't promise that," Freya told her honestly, positioning herself on the couch so that she was turned towards Hayley. "When you get to go free again depends on when we get our sister back."

A pang of guilt suddenly hit Hayley again and she winced, covering it up with a very loud, fake cough. This was torture for her. She was almost regretting ever asking if she could take a shower, which was what had lead to Elijah telling her she could roam the compound. Hayley never thought she'd ever see the day that being locked in a room was the better option than being able to roam freely. But that's exactly what she was seeing now.

To distract herself, Hayley decided to change the subject to something lighter.

"So how do you keep yourself busy around here?" she asked, hoping that Freya could provide her the distraction she craved now. "Surely, there has to be something to do around here other than spells and supernatural crap."

Freya chuckled. "Unlike my brothers, I take full advantage of living in the 21st century."

Hayley's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "Tell me you have Netflix!" she exclaimed, sitting up. "For the love of God, please tell me that you have Netflix."

"Who doesn't these days?" Freya asked rhetorically.

"Oh thank god! Yes!" She smiled. For the first time since yesterday afternoon, Hayley was at total ease. "So what do you prefer to watch? Tv shows or movies?"

Freya shrugged. "I'm not picky," she admitted.

"I have much to introduce you to," Hayley told her. "But first...where is the kitchen at?" she asked, standing up quickly.

Freya followed her action, raising a quizzical eyebrow. "Didn't you eat breakfast not even an hour ago?"

Hayley laughed. "I'm a werewolf," she answered simply as if Freya was supposed to know exactly how that was a good answer to her question. "I have a high metabolism and eat more than most girls my age," she explained after realizing that her answer wasn't clicking for Freya. "So where is the kitchen?"

~WDF~

Later that afternoon, Hayley and Freya were watching Season 2 of Parks and Recreation when Elijah returned to the compound. The sound of laughter had been the only thing he'd heard when he entered the compound. He followed the laughter up to Freya's room where he found her and Hayley lounging on her bed, watching tv and eating popcorn.

"I see that you two have met," Elijah spoke up from where he stood in the doorway, causing both girls to jump. "And have hit it off fairly quick."

Hayley looked up at him and smiled.

"Hey, Elijah," Freya greeted him, pausing the tv before leaning up and resting her body weight on her forearms. "You told me to keep Hayley company. That is exactly what I have been doing."

"I can see that," Elijah said, looking from her to Hayley and then back to her.

"Did you take care of the things that you needed to?" Hayley asked, making small talk with him as she sat up and pulled her legs in closer to her, wrapping her arms around them and then resting her chin on her knees.

Elijah didn't answer her question right away. He looked at Freya first, something that Hayley did not fail to notice. They seemed to have a quick and silent conversation before he looked back at her again.

"For the most part," he answered simply.

Hayley stared at him, wondering what he was not telling her. That look and silent conversation between him and Freya wasn't for nothing. There was something he was keeping from her. Freya, too, for that matter. Hayley decided that she would leave it alone for now. She would try to pry more information from them both separately, she'd probably find out more that way.

"That's good," Hayley replied, keeping it simple as well.

A moment of silence tore through the room before Elijah broke it.

"Well, if either of you need me for anything, I will be right down the hall."

"Noted," Hayley said as she laid back down and positioned herself so that she was comfortable again. "See you later."

Elijah eyed her curiously for a moment before glancing over at Freya one last time before turning and exiting the room. Hayley secretly watched him leave out of the corner of her eye. Her mind was still racing, wondering what he was hiding from her. In most cases, she wouldn't have cared what was being kept from her, but that silent conversation that Elijah just had with Freya wasn't something she could ignore. She would have to come up with a way to find out.

It didn't take long for Hayley to concoct an inkling of a plan. Next time Elijah was out and it was just her and Freya in the compound, she would try to get something out of Freya. Their friendship of sorts was only hours old, but Freya had been willing to tell Hayley the short version of her story only minutes after meeting her. Hayley hoped that for that exact reason, Freya wouldn't mind filling her in on some other things as well when she asked.

#haylijah #haylijah fanfiction #writing #when darkness falls #my writing

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fvneralpyree · 7 years ago

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hey [void]

I don’t really know how to start this, I’m always so bad at these kind of things. I hope you’ve been doing well. I don’t know if you would want to talk, and even here I just want to establish that I except no response in return, but that factor determines other things that I’ll talk about later on.

God, where do I even start? I dunno about you, but it’s been a tough couple of days-- 2 days? Honestly it’s practically felt like an eternity. I just hate bothering you (I know you tell me countless times that I’m not, but i can’t help feeling that way.)I know you have your life and your own struggles and hinderances etc. and you’re probably sick and tired of me rambling about the same shit that makes me feel weird because it makes em feel like I talk WAY too much about myself. But i hope you will hear me out on this. I just had a lot of time to reflect on a lot of shit, per usual. My mind runs through shit a lot, and i go crazy about it and i cry and i laugh and I smile, and everything else in between.

But i just have a strong feeling about this all, because after just mapping it all out, I’ve realized how much a fucking idiot I’ve been. I was just mean, rude, bratty, childish, and condescending. I never was considerate of you and your feelings, whenever we’d fight or when I’d pick at you for the STUPIDEST shit. I’m a faulty person who has yet to learn to stop being so fucking impulsive and one who has yet to learn how to use my fucking head for once.

Sure, to me dating you was super fucking unconventional---but really, was I not just the unconventional one? being stuck in this weird fantasy of what a romantic relationship should be? There’s just different types, and instead of just flowing with it i lashed out and i threw fits--sure maybe you justified them, but maybe deep inside you wish I understood you more. And I’m sorry i didn’t understand you. I’m just not used to the freedom and the independence. I’m so used to having to rely on the validation of others to feel loved or appreciated, because that’s all I really had, because I get put down by my own creators over how worthless and meaningless i am, and how my life means nothing if I don’t do certain things. That’s more of a personal problem, but I feel like it oozes into other aspects of my life.

I just feel like an idiot and that whole cliche “you don’t know what you have until it’s gone” kind of shit.

I’m sure the cycle got tiring which is why it felt best to just fucking stop---and I genuinely feel like you don’t want to deal with me because of that cycle, not because of my sake, but your sake, because it got annoying and you got so fed up that to you, I’m probably only seen as an annoyance, a burden, and a big ol’ no. A never again.

And i can respect that--despite still me being here with these strong feelings and having wishful and hopeful thinking that there’s still some of that in you. I remain hesitant to even speak a word of trying again, because i know that the only thing that can come to mind in that aspect is the same picking fights over affection and commitment. And it took me this long to realize how bratty that was, because hug kisses, and a label don’t determine the fucking feeling or the connection, and I just overall need to learn how to be more fucking independent and love myself (so no one else really has to, that whole cliche again.).

I just felt like I had a good feeling--a confident feeling about just talking about all this again, with a clear head, because I can take the blame for the downfall of it all 100% because I was being selfish and needy and I didn’t for once ever just put you in a more important spot, a spot that you fucking deserve because you’re so fantastic; so great so amazing. I’m sure you had needs that I didn’t even consider because I was so shitty to you. And I want to apologize. I want to fix it too, but it feels like it’s too late for any of that. But I at least wanted to fucking try, just to say that I fucking did. I wanted to take a stand, swallow my pride and be honest with you and be honest with myself, because I’m so ignorant to the things that I do that I don’t realize the stupid shit I’m doing, and the mistakes I’m making, and not owning up to it when it comes down to the consequences. But i want to change that. For myself. And to just fix shit. This isn’t some movie out of the fucking 80s were the problematic female still gets the dude just because “that’s what men do.” I don’t mind being the one outside of the stupid societal norms or whatever. I don’t know if the reason you haven’t approached me is because you want nothing to do with me, or you just have enough pride to know not to, or whatever other endless possibilities that I can only make assumptions about.

What we had was so fucking great, so beautiful, I cannot believe that I would reck it all myself with my uptightness. But, all in all i still have so much love for you and it’s just been a lot to handle. I don’t really know what else to say. It’s just all in my head but it’s so hard to structure because it’s like, there’s so much.

I just enjoyed everything--aside from my shitty behavior because I was being a brat. But the great times, that I still can’t stop thinking about. Amoeba. Fangirling/boying over music, and just seeing how bright your eyes were over telling me your interests and favorite music/movies/tv shows.I still wanted to get you the Lemmy figure, even though you refused to let me buy it for you, you deserve something that cool, just cause I know maybe inside it’d actually make you super fucking happy to have Lemmy. I know how much you love him. The really dumb pictures we took with that shitty small booth that needs more room (how do people even take good pictures that close??). Being blown away and breathless when you held me and absolutely blown away at your kiss. How stirred my emotions were, and just holding hands. The cute way you’d ask for a kiss at every intersection.

The Ramone Tribute. Eating probably the best breakfast I had in a while (breakfast with you? amazing, 10/10 would do again.) Going to CVS and hearing that stupid song that i secretly love in an ironic way, but still pretended to hate it just so you’d still sing it. Waiting all day for the event, and god how fucking bad i felt that i made us walk the long way. (I realized days later that I heard a pin from my jacket fall but i ignored it because i didnt want to stop walking, but I lost my favorite Museum of Death pin that day, but I didn’t mind it.) Telling you that dumb saying ‘Never spilt a pole with someone you love”. I didn’t think you’d even find it amusing, I thought it was cringey, but it made my heart swell that’d you ask if certain poles counted or trees. it really just made me happy that you entertained my dumb saying. That ridiculous photo that makes your arm look so fucking long. Starving my ass off but still being super worried about you because I wanted to make sure you weren’t hungry because I just wanted you to not have to be uncomfortable. Even being all the way in the fucking back and having to see Billy Idol from a screen. God, the fucking movie. The inside jokes. The references. How we related them to us. The ride home, and how badly i didn’t want to ever go home. Singing in the car.

When you worked and whenever you got off, instead of just listening to music on the way home, you’d call me. Every single time. Fuck, I loved that so much.Just hearing Damage Case playing on my phone, just instantaneous change. I would get so excited and I’d drop everything just to talk to you. I loved just hearing about your day if you didn’t mind talking about it, because I knew how much you hated that fucking job. Even sometimes you’d call on your way there and smoke your cig and I’d be right there, enjoying the greatest conversations. Your funny voice when you’d call me “vieja” even though you’re older than me. Chula, hermosa, etc. I loved it all. You talking about how you’d think about me at work, or in other random occasions. (e.g. Nothing Else Matters at the Metallica concert.) [Never cared about the money for that, really. Sorry San Diego sucked so much.]

yeah, you came off as a picky asshole, but it’s who you are, and you’re so unique and I fell for it all for a reason. I respect your values, I’m no princess, and I certainly shouldn’t expect that silver platter treatment. I’m slowly learning bit by bit, but I can certainly own up to all of this shit. I fuck up too much because I’m used to being spoon fed everything. I shouldn’t expect this anymore. And I’m taking it one step at a fucking time. I really am. I’m sorry i had to rattle you around with my chaos like that. I’m sorry I told you that your way of loving wasn’t enough. It was more than enough--it was all i could ever fucking ask of you, even if my actions fucking showed otherwise.Love, again, isn’t roses and rainbows and kissing under the fucking sunset, it’s just really having a good fucking time with someone, and just enjoying the feeling and the company.-- What id would do were fits. tantrums. I know these things don’t happen overnight, but I want to show you just something different for once. I want to give you all of love and all of my devotion because you just deserve to have someone fucking be there for you all the time. I’m sure we’ve had our share of just bad fucking times, or bad people that have changed who we are for better or for worse. I’m not trying to fix you, because that’s ultimately up to you, but I would love nothing more than to show you a good time and be there at your disposal.

It probably all sounds so off putting now because of everything that’s happened. And this will all probably amount to absolutely nothing--but at least I can say I tried and it was simply just rejection, which i can learn to accept. because I know I fucked up that much.

But in some conclusions that I’m trying to muster here, yes, Kelvin, I still miss and love you so dearly, and god I’d love nothing more than to just try this shit again. Now back to what I said in the beginning. if you’ve made it this far, I appreciate it. I adore you, and thank you for taking the time to just hear me out. But, if you really just don’t want a single fucking thing to do with me in any form, you don’t have to respond to this. I can live with you just reading it and knowing all of this. However, if you still want to do something, let’s talk about it. Take your time. Read it over if you have to. Do whatever you need. I know you’re a busy man so I won’t pester you, and I can make time at any moment to just talk. But aside from that, that’s the end of this rambling mess.

Love you.

#might send this later.

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