#i'm just honestly a bit confused how we got from point A yesterday to point B today

[bugsbenefit]

tbh i do feel like we all lost the plot with that discussion from yesterday, no idea what's going on or who's fighting with who about what at this point

[milkmissiles]

todoroki as a boyfriend pls? 🥺 I'm so weak for him oml

Oooo yes ofc! Sorry this took so long lol I have been so busy. Also it's much longer than I thought it was going to be haha. I'm weak for him too honestly he's just so pretty.

Hope I did this man justice :)

♡Boyfriend Todoroki♡

-CW- fluff, a bit suggestive but nothing too in depth. Probably SFW.

Pairing: todoroki x GN reader

He is dense. Like denser than dense.

You could literally make out with him for hours and he still wouldn't get the message.

He'd be like, "What are you doing..? I don't need cpr..."

This bitch

Its Not that he doesn't have feelings for you, In fact its pretty much the opposite. It's just that this poor traumatized boy can't even comprehend that someone would want to date him.

And he's literally the prettiest boy in U.A. so you eventual gave up on trying to ask him out because you figured he probably just didn't like you.

Imagine this poor boys reaction when you stop talking to him everyday. He is crushed.

Would inevitably go to Midoriya for help. He doesn't understand his feelings for you and pretty much has to be informed by Midoriya that it's a crush. Unfortunately, Midoriya isn't all that good at confessions either. So obviously, the next best option is Bakugou.

Except that he also sucks ass in this situation... he'd tell poor confused Shouto to grow a pair or something.

Eventually Shouto goes through literally everyone in the class asking what to do. He gets tons of advice and multiple lessons and pep talks from the girls.

At this point you know how he feels before he even has the chance to ask you out... I mean he is constantly talking about it out loud in the hallways and in Class. There have been multiple note passing situations between him and Mina that resulted in a very pissed Aizawa, and a very embarrassed Shouto...

When he finally gathers enough information on this whole "crush" thing. He works up the courage to ask you out. You would obviously know what was happening, but please act surprised he's trying really hard.

He would ask you out in like the textbook way, With a little flair added by Mina and Denki.

He bought you red roses, and brought you to an extremely fancy restaurant. Like, dress code level fancy.

(Don't worry he's using Endeavors card please buy the most expensive thing on the menu)

He would be super uptight and formal at first, And it's really awkward.

But you were expecting that considering it's Shouto so you don't mind.

As long as you continue making conversation, he will calm down eventually, smiling softly at you from across the table while you tell some story about an annoying customer you dealt with at work yesterday or something.

He loves the sound of your voice and the way you get all riled up when you rant about something annoying. Or the way you talk with your hands when you're excited. He loves watching you just talk. He doesn't even need to say anything he just nods along, giving all of his attention to every word that comes out of your mouth.

By the end of your diner, the atmosphere is completely normal. Shouto's nerves have calmed down at that point, and his confidence is up a bit.

Once you leave the resteraunt, he offers his hand to you. He doesn't say anything. he just kinda puts his hand out and hopes you get the message. When you take his hand, he immediately starts leading you down the street.

You ask where he's taking you and he just says "it's a surprise.. you'll see when we get there."

And it is a long ass walk into the middle of nowhere. Like the literal bush. If it was anyone other than Shouto you would have thought you were being kidnapped.

Fortunately it is Shouto. So you've got nothing to worry about.. but you start to wonder how long this walk is going to last... he seems very concentrated.

Finally, you get to the spot. Emerging from the bush to see two pairs of ice skates a lake that is completely frozen.. which was obviously Shouto's doing considering its the middle of summer.

You would ice skate together for hours. Your hand in his, he would slow his pace down a bit because you are definitely an inferior skater to him.

(Which is why Denki and Mina suggested skating. Gotta give him as many opportunities as possible right?)

But in the end, he doesn't try anything. He doesn't want to push you to do something you're not comfortable with.

Even though a first date with Shouto would be extremely awkward. After a few months of dating, and quite a bit of reassurance that he didn't have to worry so much. He would come around.

I don't think he would be into pda like at all. He would definitely be on the shy side when it comes to physical affection. Although he does like to be the one who initiates it.

In public he would do small touches, like pulling on your sleeve to get you attention, Or brushing hair out of your face. He would hold pinkies with you if you were in a crowd. Telling you to keep close to him. (Or honestly you don't even have to be in a crowd, he's just worried about you)

"Stay close ok..? There's a lot of people her, you could get lost." He would say, squeezing your Pinky a bit.

He would hold your hand if the crowd got to chaotic, his grip firm but not to hard. A drop of sweat rolling down his forhead.

He's really scared of losing you. After all, who knows how long it would take to find you again, right? You could easily be ambushed by a villain. Or a civilian for that matter. I mean, normal businessmen can be just as dangerous as villains. Definitely a threat to your safety. Or at least that's what he's thinking.

I mean, can you really blame him? U.A. students and pro heroes alike get attacked almost daily. So it's not his fault if he's worried, right?

On the other hand if you were in private, he would be much more touchy.

Not gross touchy but like cute soft touchy y'know?

Like he would come up behind you if you were doing housework and stuff and just rest his chin on your head and follow you around while you do things. Every few minutes asking if you need help.

it would be the most menial things too. Like your just minding your own business, unloading the dish washer and there he is asking if you need help putting away a singular fork.

He just wants to make your life easier, but man, it is constant.

He would be so nervous to kiss you when you first start dating. He does not know how.

But surprisingly enough, I think he'd be naturally talented. Like he warns you in advance that he's never really done it before, and you're all prepared for the most awkward, stiff kiss of your life. And then, by some miracle, he's like a master kisser.

within a few makeout sessions you're experiencing mind-blowing, earth-shatering kisses with this man.

His hands definitely wander when you two are making out.

Not even on purpose, he's just doing it absent-mindedly.

But even though he doesn't realize what he's doing. You sure do.

I mean how can you not with his right hand running through your hair, holding your head in place as he kisses you. And his left hand is traveling up and down your back, under your shirt, in a rhythmic soothing motion that could probably put you to sleep if you weren't currently making out with Shoto Todoroki.

You are a fucking mess and this man has no idea what he's doing to make you act like this.

Try and keep your composure at least a little bit, or he might think you're sick and dying though.

Seriously the first time ya'll did anything spicy he probably got so freaked out by the sounds you were making.

You literally had to show him source material to convince him he wasn't hurting you and you weren't possessed.

It does make sense though. Like there's no way Endeavor ever gave him the talk..

So he is completely clueless and you basically have to give him the talk yourself. But once he gets the idea, he's... well, let's just say he's very.. well endowed.

(...The carpet matches the drapes...)

He would literally break your guys's 11th bed frame and he would just be like "oops."

Absolutely menace. Nobody wants to have to replace their bedframe that many times. Nevermind your bed sheets which also tend to get ruined.

It's a good thing you're both top pro heroes and absolutely loaded.

He would be so good at aftercare though. He cares about you so so much, so he would definitely pamper the shit out of you after ya'll do your thang.

He would run you a warm bath, heating to water up to the perfect temperature with his Quirk. He helps you into the bathtub, massaging the shampoo into your hair with the most gentle touch you have ever felt.

After he takes care of you and you both go to bed, you would have no trouble falling asleep.

Your bodies pressed against each other. Your head resting peacefully on his chest as he strokes your hair, breathing a sigh of relief. Just knowing you're there, with him, and your safe. That's enough to give him a good night's sleep.

I would literally die for him. If he needs a dog, I can meow 👍

[minnie--verse]

First Date Pt. 2 (Bang Chan x Reader)

!!PT 2!!

summary: Day to day life was perfectly uneventful, you wake up, go to work, make coffee, go home, and start all over again. But today... you met Chan.

pairing: bang chan x f!reader

genre: strangers to lovers, non idol au, crack, mostly fluff, later chapters to include: slight angst/comfort, slow burn.

general warnings:  barista!mc, slow burn, adult themes including but not limited to: suggestive content, cursing, mentions of death.

word count: ~4.4k

chapter content: mentions of food, coffee shop manager!Changbin, nonidol!Chan, nonidol!Han, first meets, first love flutters, roommate!Felix

author's note: AHHHH welcome back to part 2! I'm so excited to see some people checking this out! Let me know if you see any errors so i can fix it, and let me know what you enjoyed!!

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“Sorry… have we met?”

Chan’s smile falters a little, his eyebrows stitching together in confusion before he lets out a chuckle and shakes his head, “Ha-- funny, Y/N,” he says as he rolls his eyes at you, “I even brought out the stupid 90’s bucket hat you told me to never wear.”

What the hell was up with this guy?  

You looked across Chan, shaking your head and closing your eyes, “I’m sorry, what?” Your arms drop from up by the register screen and rest by your waist as you scrape out the underside of your nails anxiously.

Chan takes off the hat and looks at it in his hands, and you watch him look at it before he points at his hair, “Honestly, I’m surprised how easy it was to talk with you yesterday, because I just…” You watch him reach behind his head and rub his neck as he trails off and hisses as he takes in a breath, “I thought you were so pretty and while I was making music I couldn’t help but think about you the whole time--”

“Okay… uhm that’s pervy--” You let out a laugh, stunned and in complete disbelief at what he had just admitted to you, “I think you need to leave.” You crossed your arms over your chest as you looked at Chan with a bit of disgust in your eyes. Okay, actually what the fuck was wrong with him? 

“What? Wait--” Chan’s eyes immediately widened, anxiety prickling through his body as he puts out his hands in defense, “No like literally making music, not-- cause we talked about it yesterday?”

“Yesterday?” You repeat to him, “I’ve never met you.” You say as you take a step back from the register and peer around your coworkers. Your mind is running a million miles an hour as Chan rambles on about paper football, music, and trashy 90’s fashion and your heart feels like it's about to beat out of your chest.

“Binnie!” You shouted over the chatter in the cafe, your eyes flickering between Chan and Changbin, “Can you come tell this guy to leave?” You ask, seeing Changbin step between you and the register, you see Changbin’s eyes flicker with something that looks like realization.

“Yeah I got this. Go ahead and go on your break Y/N,” Changbin smiles at you warmly, resting a hand on your shoulder as he ushers you off. A sense of relief washes over you as you back away from the register and retreat into the backroom.

After you were long gone, Changbin looks over at Chan with a heavy sigh. “Come on,” Changbin waves Chan to follow him to the empty table near the back of the cafe. A heavy sigh exit’s Changbin’s body as he leans against the edge of the table and nods for Chan to sit with him. As they settle into their seats, the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air.

"Chan," Changbin begins, his tone serious, "I need to talk to you about Y/N. There's something you should know."

Chan raises his hands up in defense as he quickly tries to explain himself, "I swear I wasn’t trying to be sexual or push myself on her, I was just--"

"Y/N is special,” Changbin interrupts Chan’s rambling, “and not just because she's a good person or pretty. Y/N is my best friend, Chan and the best no-detail explanation I can give you is that she went through something…. traumatic… a while back, and it resulted in her mind shutting off her short-term memory."

Chan's expression shifts to one of surprise, absorbing the weight of Changbin's revelation. "Wait, she doesn't remember things?"

Changbin nods solemnly. "That's right. Her past is all there, every memory leading up to that day. She remembers her job, her friends, family, hobbies, passions, dislikes, likes… but any new experiences are lost each time she sleeps. She's not aware of it, and we've all been just playing along so she doesn’t panic every day.”

Chan's mind races, trying to process the information about you, “That seems… fake. Is she just not interested in me?"

Changbin furrows his brows at Chan, “Why the hell would I pull you aside just to lie to you?” Changbin says in annoyance, and his hands fall against the table as he looks up at Chan, “Look dude, I really wish I was making this up. She truly just doesn’t remember meeting you yesterday.”

Chan turns around, pressing his lips together as he looks through the window of the backroom door, then back to Changbin. Chan was at a loss for words at the moment as he chewed on his bottom lip as he absorbed the weight of your story, a sense of empathy and admiration settled within him. Changbin, ever protective of Y/N, watches Chan closely, gauging his response.

"She really doesn’t know that she’s basically living the plot of ‘Groundhog Day’?" Chan asks, a thoughtful expression on his face as he leans back in the chair, "She seemed so carefree and vibrant."

Changbin nods, his protective instincts heightened as he listens to Chan talk about her, "She's been through a lot, but some part of her mind had chosen not to remember new things anymore in order to protect itself."

Chan runs a hand through his hair, a mix of emotions playing on his features. "I can't stop thinking about our conversation. It felt... different, you know? Like there was a connection beyond the usual small talk."

Changbin's gaze intensifies, his concern evident. "Chan, I know you mean well, but you need to understand that Y/N won't remember you. No matter how much you connect or how meaningful the conversation is, it won't stick with her."

A subtle wave of disappointment washes over Chan. "So, every time we talk, it's like starting from scratch?"

Changbin nods, "Exactly. It's the reality she faces every day. She builds connections in the present, but they fade away by the time she wakes up. Why do you think I don't get mad at her for being late everyday?"

Chan sighs, grappling with the complexity of the situation. "It's just... it feels unfair, you know? To have such a meaningful conversation and then realize it's fleeting for her."

Changbin leans forward, a stern yet understanding look in his eyes. "Life isn't always fair. Y/N doesn’t even know it’s happening, so regardless if we think it’s unfair, she has no idea.”

As their conversation continues, Chan grapples with the delicate balance of forming connections in a world that can be both fleeting and unpredictable. Changbin, always the guardian of your well-being, imparts his wisdom, underscoring the importance of being present in the moments no matter how transient they may be.

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You stand in the break room, peeking through the slightly ajar door at Chan and Changbin having a seemingly intense conversation. Your spidey-barista senses are tingling, and you can't help but let your imagination run wild.

What are they talking about? Did I mess up someone's coffee order? Did someone complain about my latte art? Your mind races through all the potential coffee-related disasters. But then, Chan mentions something about knowing you from the day before. The day before? Is he mistaking me for someone else? Did I accidentally give him someone else's order?

You start to play detective, trying to recall all the customers from yesterday. Let's see... there was the guy who insisted his coffee had to be exactly 180 degrees. Maybe that's Chan? But no, he doesn't strike me as a temperature fanatic. Your thoughts take a comedic turn as you picture a scenario where Chan is a secret coffee critic, grading your barista skills. Maybe he's here to rate my latte art on a scale of one to ten. Should I be flattered or terrified?

You peek your head back into the window of the breakroom to see both Changbin and CHan looking back at you before Changbin says something with a serious expression, and Chan's face shifts. Oh no, did I break a coffee machine or something? Is this a coffee-related emergency meeting? You can't help but sigh at the absurdity of your own thoughts. 

Jesus Christ-- Shut up. You're being ridiculous. They're probably just talking about, I don't know, the weather or something. 

Trying to look like you weren’t watching the two, you reach behind you and adjust the apron to fit you a better as you come out from your break. You take your break mug to the sink to rinse it out and your mind keeps spinning, trying to figure out what the hell that guy was talking about. 

There was no way you had met this guy yesterday because you didn’t even work yesterday. You took the day off because you had ended things with your ex and things just didn’t go well, thankfully Changbin was your best friend and boss so he understood your position. That guy had to’ve had you confused with someone else, because you didn’t even come out of your room to talk with your roommate yesterday let alone leave your bed.

You shook your head as you put the glass mug into a dishwasher, then standing up to find Changbin leaning against the counter.

"Hey, Y/N, everything okay?" Changbin inquires, feigning casualness.

You nod, though a lingering curiosity tugs at you. "Yeah, just wondering what that was all about. Is everything alright?"

Changbin nods, a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Oh, it's nothing, really. I just asked that guy to leave since he made you uncomfortable."

You're touched by the gesture, a mix of gratitude and confusion playing on your features. "Thanks, Bin. But seriously who the fuck was that? Is he like-- a critic? Did I mess up something? Did I mess up his order yesterday?"

Changbin lets out a laugh, and shakes his head as he approaches the espresso machine, wiping it down with a white cloth. "No, no, not at all. Your coffee is fine, as always. I just thought you could use a breather, so I told Chan to leave, that's all."

You smile, grateful for the concern, but then your face contorts, “Chan? Is that his name?” a small knot of uncertainty forms in your stomach, "Is there something I don't know?"

Changbin pauses for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Uh-- yeah…” He said, his eyes not wavering from the coffee machine as he polished it, “He mentioned something about knowing you from yesterday, but I told him he had the wrong person."

You furrow your brow, trying to make sense of the situation. "Knowing me from yesterday? What does that even mean? Bin, I wasn’t even here yesterday."

Changbin offers a reassuring smile, “I know,” he says, tossing the cloth over his shoulder before turning to face you with a soft sigh, hoping to divert your attention, "It's probably nothing. Just a misunderstanding. Don't worry about it, yeah?”

You decide to accept Changbin's explanation, even though it makes about as much sense as a decaf espresso at 6 AM, but you accept it nonetheless.

 Okay so-- he asked Chan to leave so I could relax. Maybe I was looking a bit stressed. Or maybe he thinks I need a coffee break so I don't accidentally start serving lattes with abstract stupid latte art.

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The rest of the work day went by pretty quickly, and before you knew it your eight hour shift was up. Meaning you had the rest of your day to yourself, which you were thankful for because work was busy. The bell above the cafe door chimes as you step out, your shift finally over. The day's caffeine-fueled chaos is now behind you, you're eager to enjoy a moment of peace. As you step onto the sidewalk, you can't help but release a contented sigh in the tranquility of busy city streets.

Tranquility, as always, is short-lived.

There, leaning casually against the wall, is that guy Chan. His presence catches you off guard, and annoyance flickers in your eyes. This is not what you wanted to deal with after today.

"Didn't you leave already?" you ask, a touch of irritation in your voice.

Chan grins, seemingly unfazed by your annoyance. "Well, I thought I'd stick around. See if you're up for some company."

You raise an eyebrow, your annoyance intensifying as you stuff your hands into your coat pockets, "You waited for me? Why?"

Chan shrugs, feigning innocence, “I wanted to apologize for earlier. I guess I had you confused with someone else I met yesterday,” He says, you could tell he genuinely meant it by the way his lips pressed together and his eyes met yours. I wanted to see if I could make it up to you, I really do make music and wanted to offer to show you.”

Your irritation deepens, but something in your chest makes you feel pulled into his offer. You chew on your lip in thought,  "Chan, I appreciate the offer, but I don’t even know you."

You roll your head around before casting your gaze back onto Chan, who was smiling softly at you. It was as if he expected you to answer like that. "Then I’ll let you know me,” He says.

You shoot him a skeptical glance but eventually relent with a resigned sigh. As you start walking, you can't shake off how easily this guy just melted your annoyance. It was kind of alarming how disarming he was, but the way he smiled so genuinely made you give in..

Note to self, you think, next time someone says they're leaving, make sure they mean it. As you navigate the city streets with Chan by your side, you brace yourself for the continuation of a conversation you were hoping to leave behind at the cafe.

But it never comes.

Chan instead walks beside you, closer to the street as he guides you to his studio. Chan, ever persistent, seems genuinely interested in getting to know you. 

"So, how long have you been working at the cafe?" he asks, his tone casual.

You glance at him, the city lights reflecting in his eyes as the. "About a year now. It's been... interesting, to say the least."

He chuckles, the puffs of vapor coming out as he laughs, lightening the atmosphere. "I can imagine. I mean, the coffee shop world has its own kind of drama, right?”

You share a laugh, recalling some of the amusing incidents that have unfolded within the cafe's walls. "Oh, you have no idea. It's like a caffeinated soap opera in there sometimes. When it’s slow you get to chat with customers and they tell you all about their personal life."

As you continue walking, Chan steers the conversation toward more personal territory. "And how do you know Changbin? He seems pretty protective of you."

A smile plays on your lips at the mention of Changbin. "Changbin's been a good friend for a while, like a brother. He's the one who convinced me to try working at the cafe. Said it would be an adventure."

Chan raises an eyebrow, intrigued. "An adventure, huh? Changbin seems like he takes his guardian role seriously."

You laugh, nodding in agreement. "Oh, absolutely. He's like the caffeine-fueled big brother I never asked for. Always making sure I'm okay, checking in, and, well, occasionally being overprotective. But it comes from a good place."

Chan smirks, finding the image amusing. "Overbearing big brother, got it. I guess every coffee shop needs one of those."

You continue, painting a picture of Changbin's quirks and idiosyncrasies. "He means well, really. But sometimes, he can be a bit overbearing. Like, if a customer gives me a hard time, he's ready to unleash his wrath."

Chan chuckles, envisioning the protective barista stance. "Unleash his wrath, huh? Sounds serious. Should I be on my best behavior around Changbin?"

You playfully roll your eyes. "Nah, he's just looking out for his friends. It's part of his charm, I guess."

As you and Chan arrive at his recording studio, the atmosphere shifts from the city streets to the creative sanctuary within. The low hum of equipment and the soft glow of studio lights welcome you into Chan's world of music.

As the door swings open, You enter before Chan to see another boy lounging in a chair. He looks up from his spot, a music mixer in front of him. "Chan, god finally, I’ve been working on this all day and I need you to list-- who's this?" Han asks, casting a curious glance your way.

Chan smiles behind you, his eyes fixed on Han as we look at him wide eyed as if pleading him not to say anything stupid. "Y/N, this is Han. Han, this is Y/N, I met her at the coffee shop today."

You turn around to glance at Chan, a confused flicker in your eyes before facing Han once more, “Yes… he stopped by the coffee shop and we had an-- interesting exchange.”

You exchange greetings, and as the three of you settle into the studio space, Chan shoots a subtle glance at Han, silently signaling the need for discretion. Han, however, seems oblivious to the unspoken message. 

Han turns around in his chair from his computer to face you, and you watch his eyes squint. The cogs were turning in his head as he points at you, he takes a breath like he’s about to say something and then presses his lips together, “I thought you met her yest--”

Chan's eyes widen imperceptibly, and you shoot him a questioning look. Han's comment hangs in the air, and Chan, ever quick-witted, smoothly deflects. The awkward dance between Chan and Han unfolds, leaving you on the sidelines, a spectator that remains just out of reach to understand the whole story. The air in the studio holds a subtle tension that leaves you questioning the unspoken truths lingering beneath the surface.

"Oh, you know, I got her confused with someone else," Chan speaks quickly, before feigning nonchalance. 

Han raises an eyebrow, and his lips remain parted as he looks over at you, then back to Chan, "Ohh-kay, sure…"

You catch Chan's apologetic glances in your direction, and a flicker of confusion passes through your mind. Is there something I'm missing here? Why does it feel like they're sharing a secret that I'm not privy to?

Chan chuckles nervously, shooting you an apologetic look. "Some things are better left unspoken, you know?"

What the hell is going on between these two? Is there something specific about me that's making the air in this room so... charged?

“Uhm… Han,” You say, taking a deep inhale to try and shift the awkward tone of the studio as you slip off your coat and drape it over your arm, “You said you had something to show Chan when we got here? Mind if I eavesdrop?” 

Han glances at you, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. "Ah, it's a little something I've been tinkering with. Thought Chan might like it."

You nod, grateful for the chance to redirect the energy, and you slip past the coffe table and take a seat on the couch while Chan takes a seat in the other office chair.

As Han cues up the track, the room is enveloped in the beginning notes of his creation. The tension eases, replaced by the shared experience of discovering a new melody. You catch a subtle exchange of relieved glances between Chan and Han, as if they appreciate the change of topic.

The music takes center stage, filling the studio with intricate harmonies and rhythm. You find yourself nodding along, genuinely enjoying the artistry at play. After the track concludes, you turn to Han with an appreciative smile.

"Holy shit, Han," you compliment, “was that you rapping?” You ask, pointing at the computer next to him with a smile.

You see a sheepish grin sneak out to Han’s face, “Ah-- Yeah…” He spins his chair all the way around and faces you.

You, however, aren't willing to let him off the hook that easily. "Seriously, Han! You've got a unique style. It's not just about the words; it's how you deliver them. There's a rhythm and a flow that's all your own." You say excitedly, “Man, if y’all ever have your music debut, you’ll have to let me know so I can be your first official fan.”

The ambient hum of the studio equipment creates a backdrop as the three of you settle into a conversation about music, the universal language that seems to bind you together.

"I've always been fascinated by how music can transport you to a different place," you share, the genuine passion evident in your voice. "Music is really important to me, it has been for a long time."

Chan nods, understanding the sentiment and he looks at you with a knowing glance, “It’s nice to escape with music."

Chan's words echo your own sentiments, and a surprise recognition sparks within you. It's as if he's plucking thoughts directly from your mind, giving voice to the emotions you've held close.

You glance at Chan, a mixture of surprise and connection dawning in your eyes. His words resonate with your inner monologue, articulating the very essence of how music has been your escape during… that time of your life.

You stare at Chan for a moment, reveling in the fact that he understands how you felt perfectly. It was like you had already told him, and you softly nodded your head in agreement. His first impression was admittedly awful, but he seems to be so genuine when he talks to you and it's been a long while since you’ve felt so at ease talking with people you had just met.

As the conversation in the studio flows, you find your attention drifting, your gaze unconsciously drawn to Chan. The soft glow of the studio lights plays on his features, highlighting the contours of his face. It's in these unguarded moments that you can't help but admire the subtle details – the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles, the way his expression shifts when he's lost in thought.

You watch with a soft smile, your admiration growing with each word he shares. There's an authenticity in his expression, a genuine enthusiasm that transforms the studio into a sacred space where music isn't just heard; it's felt. He really loves this, a sense of warmth enveloping you as you observe Chan's fervent gestures, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of joy and intensity. It's infectious, and you can't help but smile too as he talks about his love for music, and you can't help but be drawn into the orbit of his passion.

As Chan laughs in response to one of Han's anecdotes, you notice the way his features relax, and a genuine happiness radiates from him. It's a sight that resonates deeply with you – the joy of someone immersed in their element, unburdened and free. He looks beautiful when he's happy, there was so much genuine happiness etched across his face as he and Han mess around. The lines that form when he smiles, the crinkles near his eyes – it's a portrait of a person in their element, and you can't help but be struck by the magnetic charm of his happiness.

Caught in the act, you suddenly realize that Chan has noticed your lingering gaze. His eyes meet yours, and there's a playful glint in them, as if he's amused by the subtle admiration you thought went unnoticed.

A warm flush creeps up your cheeks, and you quickly avert your gaze, pretending to be engrossed in the conversation. Smooth, Y/N. Real smooth.

Chan, however, doesn't let it slide so easily. A teasing smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and he gently remarks, "Caught you staring, huh?"

You can feel the embarrassment intensifying, but there's also a lightheartedness in Chan's tone that eases the tension. You play along, mustering a sheepish grin. "Well, you know, it's hard not to appreciate good company and, uh, interesting conversation."

Chan chuckles, a knowing glint still in his eyes. "Interesting conversation, huh? Is that what we're calling it now?"

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As the night in the recording studio winds down, you decide it's time to head back to your apartment. The music has filled the air with creative energy, but the familiarity of your own space calls to you. Chan, sensing your departure, offers to walk you out.

"Hey, I'll walk you to your place," Chan suggests with a friendly smile.

You agree, appreciating the gesture. Together, you exit the studio, the city lights casting a soft glow on the sidewalks. The air is filled with the residual melodies of the night, and as you walk, a comfortable silence settles between you.

Chan takes a moment before breaking the quietude. "You know, I really enjoyed spending time with you tonight."

You turn to him, a genuine warmth in your eyes. "Likewise,” You smile, “I’m uh-- I promise I wasn't staring for the reason you think,” You laugh awkwardly.

As you reach your apartment building, Chan stops, “Oh yeah, I’m sure…” He winks, looking at you with a smirk before continuing, "You know even if we're just getting to know each other, I hope we can do it again. It was really nice to meet you."

His words linger in the air, and you find them unexpectedly touching. "I'd like that, Chan," you reply, a genuine smile forming. "Thanks for the company."

Chan bids you goodnight, watching as you enter your building. As the door closes behind you, he stands there for a moment, a mix of emotions playing on his face.

You let out a sigh and a soft smile as you walk to your apartment door, unlocking it to find your roommate standing in the kitchen as he mixes something in a large bowl.

“Who the hell was that, Y/N?” He pokes at you with a sly grin, “You’re letting guys walk you home now? Where was my invitation?” He says with a playful laugh as he looks down at the bowl. 

“Felix, I met someone.”

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end note: Screaming. Question for the commenters.... whats worse? Not knowing your reliving the same day repeatedly, or watching someone else do it?

Thank you so much for reading! I'll work on part 3 as soon as I can!!

[dreamingdarklyblog]

Soooo...

Okay soooo um... This is going to be difficult and awkward. But I'm going to do it.

So... Yesterday, when we were playing, my writing partner asked me to write a post for him. Actually he "suggested" I write a post for him.

I was... really out of it at the time. He'd made my breasts really large, and... It seems when he does that I get really foggy and suggestible >_<. Which just... So fucking hot >_<. But I digress.

He told me I would go and write a post for him, and I wouldn't feel embarrassed at all while I was writing it. But would normally after I was done. You get the idea.

Thing is. Shit happened, and I didn't get the chance to write it yesterday before the uh... suggestion wore off. So now I'm feeling pretty damn embarrassed writing this >_<. And let me tell you it's SUPER weird like, remembering suggestions. And remembering how it felt when they were working? And being aware that they aren't now, but, still knowing about it? It's really hard to explain. The pretzel that it kinda ties my head into >_<

And then today MORE shit happened. And apparently he hurt his back yesterday, and passed out feeling bad, today I mean. So I really want him to wake up with a nice post to read, that I know he wanted to read about...

So I'm just going to struggle through it trying not to die of terminal embarrassment.

So what he wanted me to post about was how addicted to rubbing my clit I am >_<. And about how much I love it... and how amazing it is, and some stories about uh... rubbing. Which is so weird >_<. and hot...

I mean... I know I'm addicted. But. I don't care? And. I mean. Being able to remember a lot of this, the suggestions and... The conditioning. I KNOW he's making it worse/better/stronger. But. I was already addicted, right? So. Was I? Or do I just remember being? Which is so confusing. But also so hot >_<

Speaking of rubbing... I need a break >_<

So yeah. Okay. That didn't help the embarrassment. Helped make it a bit easier to focus though. It's just so hard to go very long without rubbing. You have no idea. I probably edged three times in the car yesterday. In traffic. Stuck at lights. I know I probably shouldn't. I'm being safe though I promise. I'm just so horny all the time. It feels so good to be horny all the time. I just. I love how it feels >_<. I guess it's not ALL the time... But I wish it was. That's one reason I keep rubbing so much, like, whenever I don't feel so horny I start rubbing more just trying to stay horny all the time...

break time

Fuck. Really not helping the embarrassment at ALL. UUuuughh. He/you guys better appreciate this. You can tell me if it turns you on. Honestly. I just... I love making people horny >_<. I don't know why. It just makes me feel so... Um... I guess useful? Validated? that's so weird >_<. Ugh. But yeah. If reading this is turning you on please tell me? I'll probably rub myself silly reading it >_<. Fuck im horny >_<. And seriously, can you die from blushing? Lol...

So uh... Stories. Stories about rubbing myself >_<. That's what he said I think... I um. Well. Like i said. In the car... and um. Well. This morning, when I was talking to him, and in the shower. I got really distracted in the shower >_<. And kinda... at breakfast >_<. I was eating and realized I was rubbing too...

yesterday i caught myself pressing against the waahsing machine. had been there probably ten minutes before i realized. And when i was tryingt o do some excercises. Physiohas me doing like, pelvic thrusts? how can you NOT have sexy thoughts doing pelvic thrusts?

break time fuck

yesterday i waskinda rubbing watching tv, andat one point had to run off to the bathroom to rub when i was stuck around people >_< it had been hours and i just. It was too long. i cant go thrat long withotu rubbing my clit. or i dont want to. i dont know. cant/dontwannt to. KIndof a blurry line atm.

fuck im so horny breaks arent working im just typing and rubbing with my other hand or using both and grindignon a pillow ijust fuck i cantt im toohorny

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iohope this postwasgood for you and him and everyone and please tellme if it made you hornyor you came oh fuck i hope you came please tell me fuck i need to cum so bad

[catofadifferentcolor]

The Old Guard: Force Multiplied

It's always easier to just ignore your sins than to confront them.

I stumbled quite by accident on The Old Guard two weeks ago, as part of a crossover with another fandom. At that point I’d only heard of the comic as the inspiration for a movie that came out on Netflix shortly after I got rid of my account, but I was intrigued enough that I went looking for more. 

Contrary to my usual order of things, I ended up reading a lot of the fanfic first - and then went looking for the movie. Unfortunately, it was only on available on Netflix - and such was my intrigue that after three days of wrestling with myself I reopened my account just to watch the movie.

I was able to get my hands on the first two installments of the graphic novel this weekend and read Opening Fire yesterday - and was largely impressed. Force Multiplied leaves me with much different feelings, mainly because it doesn't make sense.

Don't get me wrong. I understand where Noriko is coming from. I get that she feels betrayed for not being rescued and that anyone is bound to be a bit mad after endlessly drowning for the last five hundred years. What I don't get is how one goes from all of that to and so the whole of humanity has to suffer. Of which there are certainly easier and more thorough ways to go about it than human trafficking and organized crime - a war, for instance. That she'd want to get back at Andy - yes, sure. That all of humanity has to pay for it - not so much.

Honestly, it kind of makes me glad they altered her character to Quynh for the movie, because at least it gives her a reasonable expectation of being rescued and therefore a better reason to feel betrayed.

Leaving Andy at the end doesn't make sense either - unless it was a ploy to figure out what Noriko was up to. Setting aside all issues of judging the past by present standards and writing off those same issues as just the way it was then, one must acknowledge character growth. Whatever Andy might have once done, whatever she might once have believed, she is currently trying to do good by helping people. Is she perfect? No. Should she be forgiven for doing things she knew to be wrong? No. But abandoning her for not always being a beacon of modern morals seems... wrong. Especially when it's the youngest making that call.

Not everyone starts on the right side of history. If we cannot grow as people - if we cannot acknowledge we have done wrong and work to better ourselves - if we are not allowed to change and have our change acknowledged - than why bother changing at all? Just because most redemption arcs end with the redeemed dying doesn't mean we should ignore that the redemption happened. The path is hard and the past unforgivable... but if someone tries to improve, you have to let them.

I'm not sure what I'm going for here other than that the narrative seems confused. Which I suppose is understandable when you're trying to boil down deep issues of philosophy and ethics into a hundred page graphic novel. Maybe I need to do a couple rereads to find some nuance I'm missing... but mostly I'm just confused.

...and a little apprehensive about TOG2. The first movie followed the first installment fairly closely. If the second follows the same pattern, well, I hope the additional screen time can flush out the narrative that really needs about six issues of backstory and another six of context to make better sense.

Beyond that, there's much I still want to know about these characters and all the ways they touched history and slow, creeping feeling of certainty that I'll never get it. Maybe Tales Through Time will have some of the character-driven backstories I'm hoping for, but we'll have to wait and see.

A regretful three out of five, mostly just for the WTF I'm left feeling.

[izziessogay]

I found the best Christian

I'm here to settle the debate on who is the best Christian in Moulin Rouge, you're welcome.

so I've definitely been here for a while, the movie has been my favourite for almost a decade now at this point and I lost my shit when I found out about the musical, naturally I'm an expert and completely correct (there is a tldr)

my favourite Christian for a long time was Ewan McGregor when it comes to the overall picture, which is pretty basic ngl, but he just had the right amount of stupid retriever boy and good voice. however the original obviously has issues with racism/orientalism etc. when it comes to vocal performance Aaron Tveit takes the cake, but he's way too old/mature for my personal likings. all the other ones I've seen were great too (looking at you Muscato stannies), sure but none of them did it like it was supposed to be done.

BUT NOW, yesterday I went to the show in Cologne (with my princess @uncooldotcom ) which was truly spectacular, I've been looking forward to it for months. Still I was a little disappointed because the main Christian is Riccardo Greco and idk he's giving everything but Christian I'm sorry. Well we didn't see Greco though, because his understudy Markus Fetter went on and let me tell you he's the one.

From the moment he went on he was smilling from one ear to another, eyes glistening, truly no thought behind these eyes golden retriever vibe. He had all of Ewan's childishness/excitement. Young, a bit hunky, but a short king, clumsy and all, not a single care in the world. Even when he was not the centre of the scene he never snapped out of that role. When the betrayal hit he still stayed in character, boyish and still not quite understanding of what's happening before his eyes. The rage and the anger seemed so genuine and not malicious like I've seen so many times in the musical adaptation. He didn't seem old and bitter when his heart got broken, he honestly just seemed like a confused kid AND THAT'S HOW IT HAS TO BE.

(Satine was also amazing really, played by Shanna Slaap (also an understudy), it gave raw and seasoned queen, conceal don't feel etc. I will worship her until the end. She was the perfect grumpy black cat match to the bubbly retriever boy)

And don't get me started on the voice, the range! at first it was all clear and angelic like his whole look and then as the tragedy went on it grew more raspy. Satine and him harmonized perfectly, not overpowering one another and they both filled the theatre easily. Since the whole thing was in german too I thought it would be challenging because of the lyrics, but my man really made all the songs his own, no cringy dub, I know it's hard to believe. needless to say the crescendos in "el tango del Roxanne" were the best I've ever heard, it had low notes, high notes, crisp sounds and raspy sounds, perfect enunciation despite the volume or the choreography. I'd be happy listening to that and nothing else until I die. everything was so sincere so unknowing, so aaaaaaaa (I will not stop talking about it for months) (also I don't think he could be more different irl... bbgirl definitely)

tldr: Christians understudy in Cologne was the perfect characterization and vocalisation of Christian (stupid, happy, boyish, honestly angelic, golden retriever) and I have literally one person in the entire world to talk about it, no cast recording, no way to see it again so I'm writing essays on tumblr to cope with the frustration :)

(here's a picture of them from Shanna's and Markus' story for proof)

@markus_fetter and @shannamichelleslaap on ig

[pbandjesse]

Today was a pretty awesome day. Honestly I don't have too many complaints except I was tired and it was hot. A lot of today was great.

I fell asleep really fast last night which was really nice. And I wish I got to sleep longer but I was pretty well rested. But I was very tired when I got up. I woke up at 7:15 and I did not want to get out of bed at all but I knew I had to. Last week Ann had said I didn't have to come this week if it was too hot if I didn't want to but then she texted me yesterday that she wasn't feeling well and that she was wondering if I would take over today and of course I said yes because I care about her and I want to make sure that the market is going well. And so I got up and I got dressed and I wore this jumpsuit which is great except for some reason even though usually women's clothings have fake buttons this one all the buttons down the front are real and it gaps like crazy so 5 seconds before we needed to leave I took the whole thing off and I ran it through the sewing machine. I did not change the thread on the sewing machine so there's just black stitching going down the front now. I'm going to rip it out at some point and put something that matches a little bit better but it has to be sewn down or it would drive me insane. And I really like this jumpsuit so I want to make it work.

I was not in the best place emotionally because I was so tired. But James got us out the door only a few minutes late and we didn't forget anything which was nice. We stopped for breakfast and everyone who was working in the McDonald's was literally a teenager and was so confused at every question and it was a little funny. But we got our food and it was fine even though the hash brown was a weird shape. And then we were at the market.

James helped me set up. It was already very hot and Anne was not feeling great and was going to be leaving by 9:00. But she stayed for setup and everything was going okay. No big disasters. No one being terribly annoying with their vehicles. I got all set up and then I just started knitting.

And I would finish my ball of yarn. I still need six more squares to finish the whole thing. So hopefully I'll have that done tomorrow and then I can start sewing the rows together. And I'm really excited. Just think the gradient looks very cool and I'm excited for this project to be done and to start working on my next one. I have no idea what that next one will be but I'm excited.

And I'm surprised at how good I did today at the market. Because I was not feeling it. I tried my best to stand because I always do better when I stand. I don't know why that is but standing up makes me sell more things. And people were really nice and I had some really nice interactions. A child from last year and the year before, Rosie, who had bought a bear and named it Farmer Bear, came back for the first time this season and I was so excited to see her because she's going to be turning four next month and her mom and her dad and her little brother and it was just so nice to see them. And while she wanted to buy the other bear that matches her farmer bear, except farmer beer has a pink nose and this one has a black nose, mom said no bears this time. Which is understandable. Instead they bought a sticker and she's going to put on her water bottle for her first day of school and I could cry that's so cute.

And I also had that nice family that always comes and buys things from me bring two of my frogs back that needed slight repairs. They tried to pay me for it but it took me literally 2 minutes to resew the legs So I said it's fine and then they bought four stickers anyway. I really appreciate how much they support me and they made my day very bright by telling me how much they love the things I make.

It was very hot though and all of us were suffering. And we decided that we would close the market early at noon. Bob came out and we had a really nice long chat about metal casting and getting sunburns from welding and just he's such a nice guy. I used to be so intimidated by him but I think he's great. Though he did get upset with me later in the day when he found out we were closing early and I didn't tell him. But I thought he was standing right there when we had the conversation so I feel bad. But it's not my fault!

I'm just glad he still was able to come out and get his lunch before everyone closed up.

James did come out to get baked goods with me. I got my peanut butter pie and a caramel brownie which is excellent. And James got a couple donuts and a cheesecake bar and a key lime pie for liter this week. And eventually they would go and buy a burger from the food truck because apparently they promised on Thursday that they would buy lunch there with them today.

And James said it was really good.

One of the other really nice interactions I had was towards the end when a family came by, a white woman and an Indian man, and then all of their parents. And the white woman picked up one of my bears and was gushing about how it reminded her of her and her brother's childhood toy and she loved it so much but she couldn't decide which one was the closest. So I told her go for a walk do the loop come back. And she did and when she came back her mom was with her and she showed her at her mom was like oh my god it does look like your guys's toy, who was named lammy and Barry. And then the husband was like I'll buy it for you and so I was like okay but then all of a sudden his mom throws her credit card at me and she's like I'm going to buy it for my daughter, her daughter-in-law which was so cute. And then the Indian guys dad who had an amazing turban on goes hey you're only supposed to swipe your credit card 30 times a month! And she said more like 30 times a minute lol! And it was so silly. And it was just such a sweet interaction and I just really loved it.

And then I had someone buy three bears from me for their nieces and nephews and that was great. And I was just having such a nice day and people were great and I was very happy even though it was incredibly hot.

The other real problem was that it wasn't super hot in the pavilion. We were getting a really good breeze. It was warm but it wasn't unbearable but as soon as you left the pavilion It was like so hot that I was worried for everyone in the parking lot even though they were under tents. Like it was painful. The wind though was keeping us cool in the pavilion but was also knocking everything over. I kept having to chase papers and then my stuff was going everywhere and I had to put some stuff away because they just would not stay still. And honestly it made me so tired. I was pretty okay until I had to start running around.

So I was really really happy when noon came around. I took my time putting things away. Jose came over and told me I could take peaches because he had a bunch of leftover. And then Helen gave me a bouquet of flowers to say thank you for introducing her to CJ. And it was just so beautiful and everyone was so kind today. Just a lovely group of people.

After I packed up I went inside to sit with James and give them a break so they could run to the bathroom. And I talked to Deborah who I haven't seen in a while and it was nice to see her. And then I decided that everyone was packed up enough outside by 12:30 that I could leave.

I went outside to tell Stanley that I was heading out and told him not to tattle on me that I was leaving a half an hour early and he said he didn't see anything. And then I left. And I was so happy to go home.

On my way home there was so much traffic in the opposite direction on MLK because of the baseball game tonight so I made sure to note that so when I came back for James at 4:00 I would go a different way. And then I saw a guy asking for change and I gave him one of the peaches after asking if he would like one. And he got the biggest smile on his face and he was like Yes I absolutely would love a peach. And it was just very nice and he had such a nice smile. I hope he's doing okay.

I got home and I brought everything inside and I put things in the fridge. I had bought guacamole again and was very excited to eat that later. I cut the bottoms of the flowers and I broke the bouquet in half because we were going to go to Jessie's graduation party tonight and I would give her half the flowers. And then I took a quick shower and changed and got in bed and slept for almost 2 hours.

When I woke up I was so delirious and so sad that I had to get up. I did not want to go to this graduation party I did not want to drive I was so upset but I made promises and so I had to make it happen. And so I went and had some of that guacamole and a little bit of my brownie and then drank a whole lot of water and headed out.

I had to drive through the city and while there was no traffic people were driving so stupid and I had to be so aggressive to deal with them. And I hate being an aggressive driver but I am also very good at it. And so I was trying not to scream at people and swerve my car around other cars but I safely and in one piece made it to the museum before 4:00.

I got James and switch seats so that they could drive and then we went to Jessie's gathering.

The sky looked very dark for having a 0% chance of rain. And almost immediately after we parked the sky opened up and it stormed for about a half an hour very hard. But we were safely inside and honestly it was a really nice little time. We were only there for about an hour But it was really good. When we got there they were just about to do toasts and little speeches for Jessie and the other graduate, Edgar, and it was really nice and everyone was really sweet and just clearly cared about them both so much. And when they asked if anybody else had anything to say if something was on their heart I was like hey I know I don't know any of you and none of you know me but walking in the space just feels like it's filled with so much love and that's just very lovely and I'm glad that all of you are friends and we were all joking for the next hour about how I just wandered and off the street because I didn't know anybody. But it was really cute and I just loved listening to it and honestly because I'm so emotional right now I could have cried a few times because they were being so sweet to each other but it was really nice.

And then somebody brought ice cream so I got to have an ice cream cone and there was watermelon. There was also a feta orzo salad that I was coveting but I did not have any of because I didn't really want to eat any more salty food but I love federal orso salad so I told James that and they said they will make something for me.

And I did get to talk to a couple people and make a couple little friends. And I'm at another non-binary James and had a lovely conversation with them and I got to talk about camp and a couple other like goofy things about kids being super out and LGBTQ friendly and how it's just beautiful to see but also how goofy they are about it and how I had that weird conversation last year where a child told me that a football player at their school was queerbating because they weren't actively out of the closet. And I'm like it was just you can't queer bait in person that's something that media does. So it was just really nice to be in such a queer space with so many beautiful people that were all clearly just so smart and kind. Plus there was watermelon and that was great.

We left right after the rain stopped. And I was in a much better mood and a much better place emotionally. Tony let us know that he was on his way with Leon and Billy to bring them to our house and we had one more stop so we headed out after saying goodbye. And went over to Jessie's house because she had a new bike for me.

When I say new I mean she found this bike in a free pile on the side of the road and it's small so she thought that it would work for me. And it's about the same size as the bike I have already And it's very cute and it's a Schwinn. It's caliente Schwinn. I'm not sure what I'm going to name it I'm leaning to hot tamale or cherry bomb. But it's very cute and I'm excited to see if it works for me. So James took that off of her back porch and took the wheel off because it's got a quick release and we got it in the car and went home.

We beat the boys there by less than 10 minutes. And I was happy to see them. I got to show off my apartment just a little bit. I knew that they were going to be leaving very soon but it was cool to get to show them some stuff and then they talk sports with James and James gave them jerseys and hats to wear to the game if they would like to and then they were off to the light rail.

As soon as they left I got right into cleaning. I vacuumed I cleaned the kitty litter I cleaned the fish tanks I sprayed down the bathroom I wiped all the surfaces and I was having a great time even though it is entirely too warm in here. I had both air conditioners going but I take forever to really cool down the space. It seems to finally be working though. And I just spent like an hour and a half cleaning and making it nice in here and then I got to work laying out all of my squares.

I decided to do this kind of gradient of the three colors with the black. So it's like a checkerboard gradient and I really like it. I made one too many red squares and I still need six black squares. I'm frogging and old panel that I made with the black yarn that I never used for anything. I have a whole box of stuff that could be frogged honestly but I just grabbed that one and started doing that but then I got distracted and I didn't want to work on it anymore so I pinned all of the rows so that I can just grab them and start sewing them together and hopefully I will have all of that done by the end of camp. Honestly I don't think it's going to take me that long but it is time consuming. So we'll see what happens.

After I did that I chilled for a while and then I decided I needed to set up the beds for the boys cuz I didn't know what time everyone was coming back from the game And I was surprised to find that we don't have very many sheets. I don't know where they all are. I know I got rid of a couple but I didn't think I went crazy. So that's annoying. But I set the beds up best I could. And also we don't have a lot of like cooler weather blankets so I put the ones out that I could find but most of our blankets are made of fake fur so they're very great for the winter but not great for right now.

Hopefully the boys think it's fine. I also put teddy bears on both of the beds so I hope that makes them feel cozy.

Once I finish that I got into a project in the studio fixing my rainbow sandals. I thought maybe since they're basically ready for the trash I could try patching them. Which is something I've never tried before. I have some leather scraps so I cut squares to put around the ball of the foot area because it's cracked on both sides and then I glued and clamped the backs. I don't know if these will be usable at all but I love having just a pair of flip-flops I can throw on when I need to walk down to the car. Which is something I had to do to get the air pump for the air mattress. And that's when I was like I'm going to do this next project. And it was fun even though I got glue literally everywhere including on my stomach somehow.

So then I knew it was time to take a shower. And I took a very excellent shower and it made me feel a lot better. And I put on nice vanilla lotion. And then I did my eyebrows and now I am laying in bed with sweetp.

James just texted me about how bad the Orioles are. I don't know why they're shocked the Orioles have always been bad. But I hope they're having fun. And now I'm going to go back to watching my video and maybe working on my knit squares for a little bit longer.

I hope that you guys had a good day and that you are not somewhere where it is incredibly hot. I hope that you are being grateful and kind. I love you all. Be safe and tell your mom you love her.

[noirdotm]

Setsuko Of The Roof (Toilet Bound Hanako-kun x OC)

00.2 The Exorcist Kid

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Hoshiko POV

After a moment flew by, the tension was gone, and now Hanako was sitting by the window as I was leaning against the sinks using my arms as support. Yashiro was walking back and forth in the bathroom, trying to process what had just happened. “SO let me get this straight, YOU” Yashiro pointed at Hanako. “are HER” she then pointed at me. “Older brother?” Yahsiro asked. She still seemed pretty shocked to hear about this.

“That’s correct” Hanako confirmed Yashiro’s words and smiled like nothing had happened. “Hoshiko! Why didn’t you tell me?” Yashiro asked. “Hey, we only met yesterday. I was going to tell you…” I say… “When?” Yashiro asked

“Whenever I felt more comfortable around you” I say bluntly. “Ah! This changes everything!” Yashiro says, making Hanako a bit confused. “How?”

“Hoshiko! Can’t you do anything to help me clean this bathroom for the rest of my life?!” Yashiro asked as she grabbed my shoulders, shaking me. I glanced at Hanako, who… well- kinda gave me a glare and stared at me. I sighed and grabbed Yashiro's hands and took them off my shoulders, but I held onto them and gave her a small smile.

“Sorry, but I have no control over who Ama- I mean Hanako’s assistant is” I said in a calm tone, though, I honestly didn’t care about this whole situation between my older brother and Yashiro. Yashiro groaned as she went to grab onto my uniform dress as she slowly started to fall onto the ground.

“Is it really that bad, Yashiro?” Hanako asked, a bit disappointed. Yashiro got up and quickly went over to Hanako and grabbed his collar, and started to shake him violently, which made me jump a little. “Hanako you are already dead, and you are still young for eternity! I’m at the prime of my life right now. I want to be able to find my prince charming without having to stay here!” Yashiro shouted. Poor Hanako…

***

It was finally time for school to officially be out, Yashiro finally went home… So it was just me and Hanako… on top of the roof sitting there looking up at the stars. It was silent between us… I don't know if he even remembers what happened… Does he forgive me after everything that happened?

“Hoshi…”

“Yes Amane?...”

“Why…”

Hanako went quiet and looked down at his lap. I didn't dare to look over at him. I know where this is going. I know he doesn't wanna see me again… Dammit and Tsuchigonmori did everything to avoid this…

“Why did you finally to show yourself after all these years?” He finally asked.

Oh… well… i wasn't expecting that question. I looked over to Hanako, and our eyes met each other. I looked up at the stars and thought about my answer.

“Well… I've been around… just avoiding your domain…” I finally replied.

“I see…”

“...are you mad?” I asked as i glanced to the side, bringing my knees up to my chest. Hanako only shook his head no.

“Why would I?” Hanako asked as he continued to look at me.

“I mean, sure, i'm a little upset… but only because you never visited me…” Hanako says. I soon looked over at Hanako.

“I didn't even realize you were a mystery…” he then added on. I frowned a little and looked down at the floor feeling a bit guilty. Soon i felt the breeze of the cold air hit my ghostly skin, soon feeling Hanako wrapping his arms around me giving me a big hug.

“I missed you, y'know…”

“...I missed you too nii-chan…”

***

3rd POV

It was the next day, and a certain blonde haired boy was walking up the school stairs.

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Hanako Pov

Well- it was a new day!

I was on the rooftop building with my new assistant, Yashiro, and my baby sister! Well, i guess she isn't a baby anymore, AND i guess she is only one year younger than me. But that doesn't matter.

We were having a little picnic on the rooftop. Yashiro brought over a magazine to share with me and my sister.

“ahh, i wonder if a handsome guy will ever fall from the sky” Yashiro says as she had her magazine open, i was holding the other side, looking inside it. Hoshi was just looking over my shoulder.

“Yashiro…”

“Your delusional” Hoshi says bluntly as she scooted herself in the middle between me and Yashiro, taking the other side of the page to hold as i let go.

“I wasn't being serious…. I can still tell the difference between reality and fiction…” Yashiro says in a very monotone voice as she looked to the side.

“I'm doing my job as your assistant, y'know. Before i knew it, I started waiting for special encounters and romance!” Yashiro says. I was a bit confused about what Yashiro meant by that.

“Special?”

“Yashiro-”

“Yeah! Like this movie for example!” Yashiro started to explain cutting Hoshi off.

“A lovely girl from a noble family gets taken away by an evil spirit (me) suddenly right infront of her, a handsome boy falls from the sky, he splendidly defeated the evil spirit and became wedded to the girl” Yashiro says as she starts to imagine this whole scenario in her head. Jeez, did i really get excrosised in that daydream?

“Sounds unrealistic” Hoshi replied

“Let a girl dream Hoshiko” Yashiro whines

“I"m the one getting vanquished?” I asked. I stood up and got behind Yahsiro and yonkied the magazine out of the two girls hands. “it seems dangerous, so lets not~” i say with a cheerful tone. “And besides you don't need a guy like that” I say as i got close to Yashiro face by a few inches and grabbed her face for her to look at me fully.

“because you already have me Yashiro”

“Hold it right there!”

Ah great…

**

Hoshiko Pov

“Hold it right there!” A blonde hair kid shouted on the roof of the doors that allowed access to the roof top. All three of us looked up and saw him. He had of course blonde hair with a middle school uniform and a weird earring on his ear…. With an Umbrella?

“I finally found you evil spirit!” the kid says as he jumps down to face all three of us.

“Who are-” I looked over at Yashiro and… is she seriously being delusional right now? I shook my head and looked at the kid.

“Who are you?” I asked… though it seems like he was focusing more of Hanako…

“Kamome Academy, third year of middle school… Kou Minamoto! PREPARE TO GO TO THE AFTERLIFE!” The kid shouted with enthusiasm… jeez- Finally Yashiro delusional self is gone

“An acquaintance? He can see you Hanako” Yashiro asked looking at Hanako

“i wouldn't call him an acquaintance…however…he is from the Minamoto house, that's why he is able to see me” Hanako explaines. I was a little bit confused, so was Yashiro.

“Minamoto House samurai?” Yashiro asked

Than Hanako started to explain what the Minamoto clan was all about. They are exercised that are there to exorcize spirits like us… oh great-

After Hanako finished explaining the kids History, the kid… Kou was it? He gave Hanako a snarky grin. “you sure know your stuff! My ancestors left behind tools to surpresse evil beings! We inherited them to protect humans from evil supernaturals like you!

That's the duty of the men of the Minamoto house!” Kou continued to explain. I yawned a little bit, jeez didn't know i'd be in a history class again.

Soon Kou pointed his Umbrella looking thing at Hanako abd shouted “That why i'll definitely exorcize you!!”.... well okay

This just got interesting

Soon Kou went to go and strike Hanako. He was too fast for me to react in time, though Hanako was fast enough to stop Kou from hitting him with his Umbrella. Yashiro backed up a bit, though i grabbed her shoulder and pulled her for her to get behind me.

“Exorcize me huh? But, I don't think it's possible for you” Hanako said as he gave a smirk keeping his guard still having his grip on Kou's Umbrella. This irked the kids as he narrowed his eyes. “You think?”

“Well… too bad for you"

Soon lightning came out from the umbrella and shocked Hanako's whole body, he let go of that… umbrella? And fell down onto the floor. Yashiro freaked out and ran over to Hanako.

“Hanako-kun!"

Soon Kou took off the blanket thing that was wrapped around his weapon.

“this is the tool that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Minamoto house, Raiteijyou” Kou says showing off his staff now. “It convers spiritual energy of its bearer into lightning that eradicate evil spirits!” Kou added

Huh…. Interesting…

“To touch it directly, what a fool!” Kou said snickering a little…

Okay i've had enough

“This is the end for you!” Kou shouted as he was about to attack Hanako again. Yashiro quickly got in between the two. However, i got in between Kou and Yashiro and grabbed his. “Raiteijyou” before it hit anyone.

“You're one loud kid huh?” I say looking dead at him

“H-hoshiko?!” Yashiro seemed a little surprised.

“Hey! Let go! Why are you girls butting in!?” Kou asked in an angry tone. Soon i gave him a sweet innocent smile. “Cause that boy you're trying to kill…”

“Is my brother” I soon kicked in the stomach to make him fall back and lose grip of his staff… Kou stumbled a bit and looked at me, he was a little shocked but shook his head. “Heh, your probably smarter than your brother, however…” Kou quickly ran back over to me to grab his staff again.

I tried to take a step back for him not to grab it, but before I could even move he ended up grabbing it and sent electric waves through it. It shocked me pretty bad, I quickly let go and fell onto the ground.

“You're just as much of a fool like him” Kou said in a snarky manner. “Ill finish off your brother, then i can come back to you” Kou said kneeling down next to me… He then went over back to Hanako and was about to us his staff.. soon i could hear Yashiro shout.

“Stop it!”

Yashiro once again got in-between Kou and Hanako

“You idiot! Don't butt in….”

“just… like that…” I could hear how flustered Kou sounded.

“Ummm… and you are?”

“First year of high school, Nene Yashiro! Hanako assistant & friend! & I'm also Hoshikos friend too!” Yashiro says as she had her arm out in a protective way.

“Uh… But they are an evil supernatural… I’m trying to exorcize him to keep the peace in this school” Kou says with a bit of shock in his voice

“They aren’t evil! Hanako saved my life!” Yashiro says in defence

“That’s impossible!” Kou shouted as he grabbed Yashiro's shoulders and shook her a bit.

Ow… my head is starting to hurt a lot… that lighting shock must’ve gotten me too good. “Yoihoshi..” I whisper quietly as a tiny orb comes flying to me quietly as it floated to the top of the rooftop.

I reached my hand to it as it started to circle around my arm, and it began to heal the paralyzation that was inflicted on me by that damn kid. Kou began going on and on about how my dear older brother killed someone and that he uses a kitchen knife that he used to kill a person… well… at least he used a knife…

“You’re being tricked by senpai! You shouldn’t trust a guy like that! Im sure he’s plotting something against-”

Suddenly, Hanako went behind Yashiro and wrapped his arm around her pulling her towards him as he had his kitchen knife out and pointed the sharp area towards Kou’s neck.

“It looks like the cat's outta the bag.” Hanako says in a disappointed tone with a smile on his face. Kou jumped back quickly, surprised and Yashiro quickly turned back to look at Hanako. Meanwhile, I was slowly getting up as my little Yoihoshi was around me healing me.

Hanako then let go of Yashiro floating back.

“Ah-ah… I wanted to keep it a secret for a little while more…” Hanako says.

“Come, Hakujyoudai…” Hanako calmly says as an orb flies around his arm, changing Hanako's appearance as he continues to talk and have his own little monologue about how he did kill a person and how God told him that if he fulfilled his role his sins will be erased.

“That’s why I can’t afford to be exercised, sorry about that”

“You’re just spouting nonsense…”

Soon, Kou and Hanako started fighting… I wanted to help- though, the lightning from that kids staff did a number on me… Soon enough, Hanako won at the end- though he didn’t knock him out at all.

Finally Yashiro came to help me stand up. My Yoihoshi continued to wrap itself around me, it was kinda absorbing the electricity that hit me hard.

Or maybe i’m just a little too weak for that? Or did i get too cocky?...

“Are you okay, Hoshiko-chan?” Yashiro asked in a concerned voice as she saw me shaking a little bit as I stood. “Yeah… I’m fine…” I replied as I watched as Hanako was lifting his knife up as if he was about to stab Kou.

However, instead, he flicked Kous forehead and smiled as he took away Kous staff.

“There, it’s my victory.” Hanako said as he gave Kou a huge smile making the blonde kid confused. Hanako took out a seal and was about to place it on the staff, however i quickly ran over to Kou and freaking tackled him and pinned him down to the ground.

I dunno why…

But i can feel my grip on his shoulder tighten as i narrowed eyes, almost seeing red.

3rd POV

Right when Hoshiko moved quickly to pin Kou down to the floor. Hanako can sense something evil surrounding his dear younger sister. His eyes widened in shock as he debated on what to do…

“H-Hey!”

“Hoshiko-Chan!”

Yahsiro was shocked and was confused on how fast Hoshiko pinned down Kou… and was scared on what she was going to do. Kou on the other hand was kinda freaking out, I mean, he can sense the bloodlust coming out of this supernatural.

“You…” Hoshiko growled as her grip tighten on Kous shoulder making the poor blonde boy whine a little as her nails dug into his skin through his uniform.

“You must have some sort of death wish coming after my older brother like that…” Hoshiko hissed as she looked Kou dead in the eyes.

“Hoshiko~” Hanako called out. He kneeled down next to his beloved younger siser and placed his hand onto her shoulder making her tense up and losing her grip on Kou. “I think that’s enough, you’re scaring the poor kid…” Hanako said in a calm tone as he had a smile on his face still. Hoshiko hesitated to let go, though she did and Hanako helped her to get up and off of Kou. Kou slowly got up and placed his hand on his right shoulder.

“See, spirits like her should be gone and- wait, HEY! WHAT ARE YOU-” before Kou could finish his sentence, Hanako placed a seal onto Kou staff. “There, now it wont hurt anyone anymore” Hanako says in a matter of fact way. Kou quickly got up and quickly ran over to take his staff and quickly tries his best to take the seal off… though it was no use. “Gahhh! It won't come off! Take it off!” Kou demanded as Hanako covered his ears. “Don't wanna!”

“That aside” Hanako went over to Kou and grabbed his hand and flipped it over. “So I was right… you're not using your spirit staff correctly, you get electrocuted every time lightning shoots out” Hanako says as if he was correct.

Then Hanako started to lecture Kou about using too much power will lead to destruction and all that. Till soon enough, Hanako punches Kou in the stomach, which makes the poor kid pass out, making Hanako raise his hands up and yell “winner” Hoshiko stood there looking at Hanako then at Kou.

Yashiro then ran over in a worried way. “Is he okay?” Yashiro asked. Hoshiko kneeled down and poked Kous cheek a couple of times. “It didn’t look like he was gonna give up if i didn’t do this.” Hanako says

“He should be alright. He’ll wake up after a while” Hanako reassured the girl in question. On the other hand Hoshiko just stared at Kou, I mean, she didn’t like him at all. Though, the way her brother touched her shoulder and called out to her, she’s a little scared to curse him. Yashiro picked up Kou’s stadd and looked at it. “This staff…. Wouldn’t it be better if we hide it for now?” Yashiro asked.

Hoshiko quickly looked up and saw as Yashiro was holding it. “He might come after you again… and Hoshiko…” Yashiro says. ‘Wow… am I really a second thought?’ Hoshiko asked herself. Though, she looked up at Hanako to see how’d he’d react. Hanako smiled a little bit “Are you perhaps, worried about me?” Hanako asked in some sort of teasing manner.

“Of course! We’re all friends!” Yashiro commented in her defense from his teasing. Hoshiko looked down at the floor as she listened to this conversation… “I see… So you would even be friends with a murder…” Hanako says as he narrowed his eyes towards Yashiro. Yashiro was taken aback and looked over at Hoshiko, whom just avoided eye contact. “That’s…”

“Just kidding! I was joking!” Hanako says as he passes by Yashiro. Hoshiko didn’t move a muscle as she stayed kneeling down next to Kou. “Hoshi-chan, leave that boy alone okay!” Hanako shouted with cheerful self returned. Though, it sounded like a demand. “Plus, he’ll be okay Yashiro, he wouldn’t be able to exorcise me even of he tries again…” Hanako says. “Well… Looks like things are to be loveloer soon…” Hanako mumbles under his breath as he finally leaves th rooftop. Yashiro watches as Hanako left, the words he spoke still replaying in her head as if she has not processed those words… Then she looked over to Hoshiko.

“So…” Yashiro finally starts. “Will you be okay too?..” Yashiro asked. Hoshiko looked up at the poor girl and just gave her a gentle smile. “Don’t worry, i’ll be fine… that seal nii-chan put weakens his staff a bit for this kid to be able to wield it properly, so, it’ll take awhile for him to take me down” Hoshiko says as she finally stood up. Yashiro looks at Hoshiko with a worried look…

Hoshiko sighed and walked over to Yashiro and grabbed both of her hands and intertwined her fingers with hers. “Hey, chin up, sooner or later, you were going to find out…”

“But… who-”

“Ah-ah! That’s something you’ll have to ask nii-chan, not me…plus, if i told you, he’ll be mad at me” Hoshiko says, chuckling a little as she lets go of Yashiro's hands. “What about you?... did you…Kill someone?” Yashiro asked curiously. Hoshiko smiled and placed her index finger on her lips.

“I’ll tell you another day”

Yashiro sighed and nodded her head. “Okay, but you better tell me soon!” Yashiro said as she pouted a little. “I will! Don’t worry!”

Soon, Yashiro left, and it was just Hoshiko and Kou who still passed out… On the roof. Hoshiko looked down at Kou and glared at him, however after a bit of glaring, she could feel her face start heating up. Was it because she was mad?... no, it didn’t feel like that to her. Soon, Kou started to wake up and slowly sat up. Hoshiko quickly jumped, making herself float and kept a fair distance away from Kou. “Ugh… that damn Hanako…” Kou muttered as he rubbed his head. Hoshiko watched as Kou gaze slowly looked around and spotted her.

“... IT’S YOU!” Kou shouted as he quickly got on his feet and pointed at Hoshiko. Hoshiko winced a little as Kou shouted. “Jeez, you’re loud”

“Yeah! Well! You’re a fool for still being here!” Kou said as he grabbed his staff and pointed it at Hoshiko. He put all his spiritual energy into it to his staff and was ready to shoot it at her but only a little bit came out but disappeared. “W-what?”

“That seal on your staff, yeah, it stops you from using a lot of power that you are not used to” Hoshiko says as she goes back down onto her feet. Kou looked at his staff and at the seal and huffed a little frustrated. “Yeah well-”

Before Kou could say anything Hoshiko quickly made herself float and get up in Kous face with a burning hate in her eyes. “Listen, if you think you can exercise me right here, i’ll assure you, you are highly mistaken” Hoshiko says with a hiss in her voice, and with a blink of Kous eyes, she was gone. Kou blinked a few times and shook his head as a sweat dropped from his brow.

‘That girl… I can sense she is bad news… I’ll need to find a way to exercise her and fast before she hurts anyone… but first..’ Kou looked at his Staff and began trying to peel the seal off.

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[girltomboy]

Movie weekend.

Yesterday I had some errands to run, but I got enough sleep and called my mom after waking up. She told me I can officially go visit them any time I can, because she & my stepdad finished their new house and even turned the heating on for the cold season 🤭 and boy am I so excited! Then I had some errands to run all day, so I mainly spent it outside. Once I got home and had dinner, my boyfriend called me and we decided to watch The Truman Show (it was on our priority list lol). I enjoyed it, but to be honest it didn't exactly meet my expectations. I thought it would be more of something it was not, but I can't really put my finger on it.

There were some things in it that I couldn't really connect; for example the Lauren/Sylvia subplot (?). It felt forced and confusing, like was she the only person to disagree and refuse to participate in the endless TV show bit? Why did Truman not even ponder on what she told him, why did it not ring a million alarm bells to him that she ended up being right: someone *was* out to get them, someone *did not* want her talking to him, someone *did* interrupt them to take her away. Was she just an actress that had a change of heart while filming? I just didn't quite grasp that part entirely. Also, why did Truman immediately believe the man who took Lauren away, and made it his mission to follow her all the way to Fiji? Moreover, why did Truman end up marrying Meryl if he wasn't really in love with her? And how come he had never noticed Meryl's crossed fingers in their wedding photo? Also, what was that even about, why did she have to do that? If everyone else but Truman was filming and playing a role, clearly she would not have 100% meant those wedding vows (but she might have been willing to follow through, as an actress lol). And why does his dad vanish, then reappear, then vanish again? It seems that his father's return is a pretty destabilising point in the movie, so why do we not see his dad anymore after the reunion scene, why do we not see them talking, reconnecting, he just comes back and that's it? Anyway, these are all probably some asinine questions for/about this movie. I also couldn't really stomach some of its "comedic" moments, and I feel the movie would've been better without them.

I did enjoy the movie overall, despite these minor gripes lol. I have yet to voice them to my boyfriend, I feel maybe he might have a different point of view and I want to hear it.

Today I watched Shutter by myself, since I kind of gauged that he might not be in a horror movie mood any time soon yesterday when I suggested watching a movie. So I decided to finally watch this one, since it's been on my list for so long and I was so curious about it. Especially seeing as it's coming from Banjong Pisanthanakun, the director of The Medium from 2021 (yes I watched that one first) which knocked my socks off and remains one of my all-time favorite horrors. Honestly I loved it, it was not as scary as I had expected, but it was quite unnerving and pretty sad. The reveal at the end was not surprising to me, but it felt a bit gratuitous (I'm talking about the rape part). However, the fact that Tun had been carrying Natre on his shoulders the whole time since the accident was wonderful storytelling. I still don't really get why the accident even happened. They did not actually run over her, so what prompted the haunting? Was it because Tun was in love with Jane? Or just to bring light to the reality of her story through Jane? Because ultimately it's Jane who finds out, and Natre does not even hurt her at all. Perhaps she tried to make the truth known to someone, and to warn Jane of Tun's past. Nonetheless, I'll be thinking about this movie and I'm excited to talk to my work bestie about it.

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #136

Have you ever seen a fox in person? I know that I've seen AT LEAST one alive, and it was even a red fox, which are rarer here. I've seen roadkilled ones, most which were gray foxes, and I even got way up close and personal with one of them.

When did you last do something brave? Well, this is brave by my standards when you consider the severity of my social anxiety and how *insanely* uncomfortable I get putting myself out there with like... anything. I haven't heard back from her yet (understandable), but I messaged my friend that just had a really difficult birth but is finally back home safe if she'd like me to take family pictures with the new little one, but for free just as my thank you to her for how incredibly supportive she was of my ventures in human portraiture; I wanna do something nice for her, especially if it takes away the stress of paying some big photographer when she just had a hospital stay that I'm assuming wasn't cheap. I felt really fucking awkward doing it because I obsess over "well what if she says yes just to be nice what if this is annoying to her" but I gotta get over that shit, I just wanna offer to do a nice thing.

Have you ever seen a magician? I mean, the kids' bday parties kind. I don't believe in "real" magicians though, anyway, so I guess there isn't much difference.

What's something you remember from your childhood that you wish you could experience again? Ummm... I mean, besides the obvious of like, WAY less to no legitimate worries and less responsibilities, uh... Well, sleepovers with friends were fun, especially when it was multiple of them. That's much harder to do as an adult, especially when most of your friends have children.

Do you believe in karma? Why or why not? No, look at the world around you for a bare minimum of .00001 seconds.

Do you have a TikTok account? No.

What type of music do you listen to the least and why? Uh, probably rap and similar stuff? I just almost always don't like it. Country is right up there too, but because of my sisters I'm more likely to hear that than rap.

What's one of your favorite memories from staying up late? There was one night as a teenager or very very young adult where my sister's best friend Allison stayed the night, and Nicole, she, and myself stayed up all night doing shit. Towards sunrise we walked down our path chatting (we lived in the woods at this time and it was just so beautiful), and then once it started to get a bit lighter (but still around sunrise, like pre-6AM I think), we all went in the pool lmao, my mom was SO confused when she woke up because she heard us out there and had QUESTIONS haha, that was a really fun night. I also have a lot of by this point bittersweet memories with Jason where we were up late, but I don't really like to think about them anymore.

What last made you laugh out loud? So yesterday I meant to say "hurricane" when I was talking to Girt and my dumb ass literally said "whoreicane" and I just don't need to be allowed to speak anymore 😭 then he realized "whorenado" also works WAY TOO WELL and we have new favorite words 😭😭😭

Do you usually keep water by your bedside at night? Not usually, honestly. I used to, but I kinda just stopped, idk.

What did you last heat up in a microwave? Huh, I'm not too sure, actually. I feel like it might have been sausage Mom made for breakfast or something?

If you could build a five artist/band lineup to your dream music festival... which ones would you choose? Rammstein, Ozzy, Marilyn Manson, In This Moment, and maybeeeee... Korn. I think they could make a KILLER concert together.

What's a habit you have broken or are currently trying to break? This is a problem that has come and gone multiple times in my life: rumination cycles, a lesser-known form of OCD. What happens is I will debate with myself in a COMPLETELY unending loop about ANYTHING, but usually relating to a moral issue, regardless of how obvious the right answer is. I mean it, MEAN IT, when I say it becomes the only thing I think about, to the point it would generally prevent me from doing any activity at all; I would just obsessively think. These could last for multiple days, and I think once it happened for nearly a fucking week, over ONE issue. I eventually became suicidal from this alone, but thank god my psychiatrist at the time was able to put me on an OCD med that got it under control. I've since then been taken off the med though and have been for maybe close to a year because I was without symptoms for so long, and I haven't relapsed yet. I REALLY hope I never do again, you have absolutely, utterly zero idea just how miserable rumination cycles are until you experience them to such a severity, they make you feel 100% certifiably insane.

What's the strangest thing that you've ever seen someone collect? Haha I want to preface with I thought and still think it's super cute, but it's DEFINITELY still strange: Sara always kept her snakes' sheds and had a rack-like thing in her room for them. YEARS' worth of sheds were there, like you could really see how they grew. I will always give Sara full credit for loving the absolute shit out of her reptiles and treating them just like her children; she was a better mom to them than a great deal of humans are to their biological offspring.

What's the most dominant personality trait you have? Passion.

What's your least favorite cheese? I haven't tried many cheeses AT ALL, so I couldn't tell you. What I CAN tell you is that I haven't liked most very normal cheeses I have tried.

What did you last have as a snack? lol my months-long Takis craving has finally been sated

What's your top 3 favorite fruits? Strawberries, kiwi, and then probably apples.

What season do you think is the most comfortable? Autumn.

What lie do you say the most? Idk, really. Maybe that I'm fine (even though I think I'm generally pretty honest about how I am emotionally), or "I don't care."

What did you last consume that you thought was nasty? My mom tried out this new healthy recipe a few days back that I'd have a really hard time explaining, but we both didn't like it.

This time last year, what was happening in your life? I would've gotten out of the hospital within the last month, I wanna say, and it'd be close to the time I broke mine and Sara's friendship off, but I don't think it'd happened yet, but I'm 100% positive that I felt bad friction with her. Rammstein would soon take over my life too lmfao

Did you/will you have coffee or some other form of caffeine today? I doubt it, no.

Do you have a mailbox or do you collect your mail from the post office? We have a mailbox.

Have you ever had an ear infection? I had so many as a child that I had tubes surgically put into my ears before I was like, 2. As an adult I had a TERRIBLE double ear infection purely from having a stupid fucking doctor that I am VERY happy I no longer see, and I don't even think she deserves a doctor's license for many reasons, including one way worse than this instance. I had severe earwax packing so they had to be washed/drained, HOWEVER, this fucking imbecile left my ears completely wet, and that caused both infections. It was MISERABLE. This is ALSO the woman who kept me on a medication that played a ginormous role in my initial severe weight gain to the point of obesity (this med notoriously slaughters your metabolism), and boy did she fucking love blaming it all on me. Change doctors, and the new one immediately knew what the fuck was wrong.

Do you grind your teeth, and if so, why do you do it? No.

Have you ever been hospitalized due to dehydration? No. In almost every ER visit I've ever had, I was dehydrated, but it was never the primary reason I was there. Being dehydrated is the prevailing theory for being primarily why I fainted and got my concussion, but I wasn't hospitalized, I just went to the ER and things were scheduled from there.

When you listen to music with headphones, do you keep the volume low enough to hear surrounding noise faintly, or do you blast it? lmfao I'm blasting it, it's annoyed the hell out of my mother since I was a pre-teen, because I don't hear her call me.

If McDonald’s sold hot dogs, would you buy them? I feel like I'd try one.

Were you ever force-fed as a child? No, thankfully. I will say that we had to ask to be excused, and if Mom wasn't satisfied with what we ate, she'd try to push (which usually involved eating more vegetables on the plate), but she wasn't awful about it.

Should kidneys or other organs be able to be bought and sold? No, that is an awful idea, one that gets worse the more you think about it.

What’s something most people don’t worry about but probably should? How their personal actions are affecting the environment. It's not JUST about the guys cleaving down forests or drilling for oil in the ocean and stuff, regular people do harmful things, too.

Are your pets’ names actual classic pet names, human names, places, things, verbs, or what? I tend to favor more unique and often regal-sounding names; I very much try to avoid names you hear all the time. Roman's name just... fit to me, idk, and Venus was named for how her colors resemble the planet of the same name, and I thought it was very pretty and unintimidating for a snake. We didn't name Cookie ourselves.

Who do you know that’s pregnant right now? An old middle school acquaintance, Ashlynn. We bonded SUPER fast in the very, very brief time we knew each other, but we haven't been friends that truly talk in well over a decade. The most we really do is just interact through reacting to stuff on Facebook, and rarely a comment. I think she's the only person I know who's pregnant right now.

Who have you helped move? Jason, when he was moving into the apartment. I very, VERY barely helped when me and Mom moved here around two or three years ago, which I was incredibly upset about, but I was in a physical shape where I was basically worthless with moving stuff.

What is the last YouTube channel you watched? It was actually Rammstein, I was finishing watching the "making of"s I surprisingly hadn't seen yet. Because I have to read the subtitles and I generally don't watch videos that require my full, undivided attention, it just took a while, haha.

Who is the last friend you spent time with? He's way more than a friend, but Girt.

Which member of Metallica is your favorite? (Current or past) I think I have a James Hetfield bias haha, especially with him being my mom's celebrity crush/BASICALLY obsession lol, but I like Kirk a lot as an individual, from what I've seen and remember, anyway. It's been a long time since I was well-informed about them as people.

Any forums you enjoy? Only Dirty Paws. I've considered for years now joining a Warrior Cats RP one too (I already have two characters planned lol), but eh I just don't think I'd be invested enough to keep at it.

Are you psyched for WoW: Cataclysm? lmao holy shit this is old, Cata was my favorite xpac though until Dragonflight was released... even though DF is still very young and I think I might have just stopped playing the game, I haven't logged in in weeks. Point remains though, it's been insanely well-received and I also just have SUCH a dragon bias, lol. Me not playing the game has nothing to do with the xpac's quality, I've just been way more interested lately in focusing on things that leave me feeling more satisfied in how I'm spending my time online.

Have you ever cosplayed? If so, who? No, but I'd totally love to one day.

Do you prefer to be called a nerd or a geek? Or neither? Or you don’t care? Uh neither offend me like, at all, but I think I'm more accurately a geek.

Do you know anyone who never learned to ride a bike? HAHAHAHAHAHA Y'AAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLL Girt tried ONCE as a kid and the moment he fell and got hurt said "yo fuck this" and never learned, he can't to this day 😭😭😭😭😭

What do you think about giant pandas? I think they're adorable, and the people who say we should just let them go extinct piss me the fuck off.

Do you want a cat or a dog more? I'd be fine getting another cat; I know I don't want a dog right now, I really never want another dog but I'm absolutely not taking that away from Girt so I'll probably have one again one day. But anyway, for right now, I'm not getting either; Mom knows Tobey won't be okay with another cat in the house.

Are you afraid of bugs? Most, no.

Could you (willingly) go ten days without touching a computer? Willingly, hell no. The time I went close to two months without touching one nearly drove me to absolute fucking insanity.

Is your best friend dating anyone? Me, lol. My closest friends that aren't Girt both are, too.

Have any embarrassing pictures on Facebook? Oh, I KNOW they exist lmfao, I'm just too embarrassed to even go back and see them TO delete them.

How kinky are you? They're there, but a lot are just "I think I'd be into that," and even with those, I wouldn't say I'm extremely untraditional.

Do you ever find things annoying if too many people like it? No, that is so edgy juvenile, grow up lol.

Have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die? I knew it was a possibility, but I just didn't care.

Whose name might you have tattooed on your body? Absolutely nobody's.

Have you ever given birth? No, and even if I ever do have a kid, I'm probably opting for a c-section just because of how badly I bleed in any situation and I'd prefer to Not die.

What song reminds you of your best friend? Mostly silly stuff haha, like Ninja Sex Party songs.

What was the last kind of snake you saw? A ball python, champagne morph. In the wild, I can't remember. Probably a rat snake or black racer, just because they're hard to miss.

Could you seriously have sex using a colored condom? Yes, I'm not 12.

Your significant other or crush, do they align with any label? Gamer is the immediate and strongest one. He's ABSOLUTELY a geek, haha. Also a metalhead.

What shaped you most in your life as a person? Mental illnesses.

Do you think the last person you texted is a virgin? My mother has five biological children, so no lmao.

The last time you washed your hair, did you use conditioner? I never do.

When did you last see or speak to someone you dislike? Why do you dislike this person? Yesterday, at the endocrinologist. She was an extremely aggressive, rude, presumptuous, and just emotionless wench when I went to her the first time, like I cried IN her office AND when we left that day, for quite a long time. I had no intention of ever going back to her, but I had zero choice, but thank god our interaction yesterday was brief and kind enough.

Does the last person you spoke to have any siblings? He has one older sister.

Does your best friend ever wear fake nails? No, Girt never does anything like that with his nails.

What’s the last thing you searched on Google? How to see how old your PB forum is haha, I was trying to see the creation date of Dirty Paws. Couldn't immediately find it though so decided I didn't care, lol.

Have you ever seen the last person you hugged naked? Yes.

[sunshineistyping]

hi! i’m in love with how you write for sunny, so i have a request :) if you have the time or want to, could you do a human!sunny x gn!reader where the reader has some sort of flavoured lip balm on and when sunny kisses them they taste their lip balm and wants to kiss reader more? sorry that it’s so specific, i read a fix abt flavoured lip balm and i can’t stop thinking of sundrop with this scenario! thank you!! :))

Don’t worry about being specific! This is a GREAT idea! Thanks so much for this request! ♡

Strawberry

Pairing: Sundrop/Sunny/Sun x GN!Reader

Au: Human AU

Warnings: None

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You laugh, gently nudging your boyfriend. The tall blonde simply snorted at the action. You'd been hanging out and playing board games all day. You were currently playing Candyland and he was kicking your ass at it, honestly you didn't even know how he was that far ahead. How was he this good? This isn't even going to be the first loss you've taken today, he destroyed you in Don't Break The Ice, gave you a run for your money in Monopoly, and bested you at Jumanji. You're not even sure how! He just killed every board game he played, long or not. Though he hadn't won all of them he was winning most!

“How are you even this good!” You sighed as he finally won, placing his little character on the Rainbow Square. He turned to you with the biggest grin on his face. He was just the cutest when he was excited.

“I work with kids all day, remember? You're challenging a pro.” You laughed at his response, allowing him to pull you closer. His arms wrapped around you and his lips pressed gently against your cheek.

“No, you're just lucky today.”

“You trying to say that I'm a bad player? You're just having an off day, otherwise, you would've won? Choose your next words carefully Love,” he teased you. 

“That is exactly what I'm saying.”

“Oh shush, you know I'm just better. No need to be ashamed,” with that he leaned down and kissed you. His warm, soft lips were there for only a moment before he pulled away in silent confusion. A lick of his lips made your cheeks burn and yet he gave you a lazy smile.

“You taste sweet. You're wearing that strawberry lip balm you got yesterday, hm?” His voice was just a bit heavier. A deeper and more relaxed tone as his hand came up to your cheek. You nodded lightly in confirmation as he leaned in once again. This kiss was a bit different, slower more thought out. Everytime he pulled away he’d come right back in, pushing and pulling gently against you. At some point you're sure your lip balm was completely gone, yet he kept kissing you anyway. Not that you were complaining, your hands had been keeping themselves occupied by playing with his hair while his held your hips. Eventually, you pulled away from the embrace, a heavy blush on your cheeks.

“Sunshine, calm down, you're gonna bruise my lips if you keep going.”

“Mn, don't tempt me. Now, where were we? Oh yeah! Let's play Trouble next!” He fully pulled away from you as he began to pull out the box he wanted. He’d switched so easily from teasing to pure excitement, you really loved him. I mean how could you not when he kisses you like its the last time he’ll ever get the chance?

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[imaginativeamateur]

[Itachi Uchiha X Reader] First Snow Season 2 {Part 3}

Part 2 | Part 4

Pairing: Itachi Uchiha x fem!Reader

Note: Hello hello, I'm back, I updated the taglist, finally got everyone, I think :')) This one, everything will be revealed -- why Izumi came and her relationship with Itachi. This part is the turning point, honestly! Thank you for your on-going support and please enjoy!!

~~/ /His hand dropped in that instant, and you stepped outside without looking back. Itachi closed his eyes tiredly. You were not wrong, maybe he should really let you go, maybe he could./ /~~

It did not take long for Izumi to show her true colors.

When you were preparing to leave work, she came rushing into your office, face flushed red with anger. Before you could question her discourtesy, with as much force as she could possibly gathered, Izumi went ahead and swept her hand across your bookcase, knocking over a picture frame, together with some novels you had up there.

“Stay away from Itachi!” She screamed, pointing her index right at you. “Don’t think I didn’t know what you two did yesterday.”

“What we did yesterday was none of your business,” you replied, standing up from your desk, taking small steps towards the woman. “If you came here to cause wreckage, then your job here is done. Besides, there’s one thing I need to tell you.”

She gritted her teeth and lifted a hand up, about to land a blow on your cheek. But you were tired of the same skit she would pull whenever things did not go her way. The old you would have given in, but right now, Izumi stood no chance against hurting you once more. You firmly gripped her wrist and squeezed it tightly, watching as her face twisted in pain, yet she refused to admit her defeat. You loomed in, staring right into her eyes and slowly dropped your words, “Know your place, Izumi. This is my place, and you are my guest. How you want to be treated, the choice is yours.”

Right at that moment, the door to your office swung open yet another time, and Itachi stepped inside, quickly glancing over the two of you. He did not say anything, nodding his head to greet you. You closed your eyes in exhaustion—your job did not include dealing with these two. When Izumi saw her savior at the door, she did not hesitate to shake your hand off of her wrist and scampered to his side, already pouring the blame on you. Looking at the couple, you sighed heavily. How could you possibly forget—it takes two to act out a skit, the same old one you thought Izumi alone would be enough. 

You were ready to enjoy the show they would pull, already having had their lines mapped out in your head. Mockingly, you looked at Izumi’s wrist and then to Itachi, “Apologies, I bruised her wrist. I’ll pay the medical fee.”

“Itachi, let’s go, there’s no point arguing with her.” You almost vomited at her sudden change in attitude when she spoke. “I just came to see if she needed help, but I didn’t know Y/N-san hates me this much.”

“Excuse me?” Now your blood was boiling. “You two can stop this crap now. Itachi-san, I know the next thing you’ll do is to tell me to apologize to her. I, however, won’t. I own up to my mistakes, mine only.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N-san. I really am.” Izumi began sobbing. “I shouldn’t have come here.”

“Yeah, you shouldn’t have.” You were taken aback when the same words came from both you and Itachi, but you knew they meant exactly two different ways.

You did not need to think much to infer the meaning behind his remark, but Itachi went one step ahead and spoke, inserting both hands into his pockets, “You shouldn’t have come here and cause such troubles for Y/N. Apologize to her, now.”

“But she hurt my wrist,” she argued, showing the bruises that started to turn purple from your grip.

You lifted an eyebrow, confused and inquisitive of Itachi’s unusual support for your side. Izumi just bit herself hard, especially when a glance from him was too much for her to wish for at that instant. All the while, the man had his gaze fixated on you, making you slightly uncomfortable. Izumi refused to apologize, and the last thing you wanted right then was to have them stay for a minute longer. “You don’t need to do anything, just, please leave.”

She pursed her lips and stomped out of your office without looking back. Maybe her relationship with Itachi was not as simple as you made it out to be. Nevertheless, it was the last thing you wanted to care about. Itachi was still rooted to his spot, having no intention of leaving. You exhaled and crossed your arms, “Itachi-san, that includes you. Thank you for standing up for me earlier, but everything’s alright now, and you should leave. It’s late, I don’t want more people to misunderstand anything.”

“What are you afraid of?” He asked blatantly, bending down to pick up the broken pieces of your picture frame and placed them in the trashbin nearby. He then slid the picture onto your desk, his eyes wavered at the sight of your family photo. “What could possibly happen between us?”

“Do you not understand, Itachi?” Saying that your temper was terribly bad would not be an exaggeration. “It’s because of you joining the interview with me that your woman came here and smashed my stuff. Don’t tell me you didn’t know, it’s been broadcasted this morning.”

“Izumi is not my woman,” he interjected, a bit amused when you unconsciously discarded the honorifics.

“Fine,” you muttered, tired of having to bicker with him, “but we must stop seeing each other for matters that are not related to work, like today.”

“I came here for work,” Itachi shrugged, “have a seat.”

“Office hours are over,” you insisted, “I’m going home.”

“Don’t you want to know the real reason why Izumi is here?”

“Isn’t it because her family is influential and that’s she’s your—,”

“One, she is not my woman,” he cleared his throat, losing his patience, “two, it has nothing to do with how influential her family is.”

“Why, then?” You took a seat nonetheless.

“We’re suspecting that it’s might be more complicated than how things appear to be.” Itachi lowered his voice, “When Izumi went to the North for a few months as a punishment for fabricating lies, way back when you were still in Konoha, she got into contact with a party that we think are the actual mastermind behind all of this.”

The room got quiet, and your body stiffened. He then continued, “We let her out on parol and chose the North to ultimately get to the root of the problem. And we need your help, Y/N.”

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[pocketgalaxies]

Hey, you’ve might of already answered this and I missed it, apologies for that, but what is your opinion on the whole Yu and Birdie fight? And how Bells Hells reacted to it? I’ve seen some harsh takes,like, harsh ass takes. And I am wondering what yours is. Again, sorry if you have already answered this.

hello! nobody has asked me this so you're all good!

idk what the harsh takes are but i personally thought it was totally in line with the characters as we know them so far, so i have no complaints dkfjskdf like?? idk i think critical role would not be as successful as it is if these people weren't extremely masterful character creators, and as long as things are in-character there's very little for me to complain about

all this to say i feel pretty neutrally positive about it, kind of just "that happened the way it happened!" and looking forward to seeing more extensive fall-out in upcoming eps, honestly not sure if i have much else to say at this point. i don't have any TAKES per se, just really hoping we get some RP-heavy stuff this week to get a better idea of how everyone is Feeling™? but some rambly thoughts about what happened in general:

in general i think the death wish run did a LOT of work to make bells hells trust yu. she repeatedly showed that she was willing to take huge risks to help bells hells succeed, and i think this ultimately played a big part in preventing the party from immediately turning on them once they revealed their true form (especially imogen and orym)

ashley did such a wonderful job walking the line between "you're my mom, i trust you above all else" and "you're a stranger i haven't seen in 90 years." i made a liveblog post about this too but i think it's interesting to see how fearne was p much paralyzed with indecision, but as soon as she got something out of birdie (read: that she is ruidusborn) that explained her behavior as anything other than intentionally hurtful, she was ready to turn on yu, but she needed that answer first.

imogen's prioritization of information-gathering makes a lot of sense considering that she knows better than most how emotions can bias your actions and perceptions, as well as how your feelings may not always be accurate or fair to the situation. imogen explicitly wanted fearne to have a happy reunion with her mother, and she also had some level of persistent suspicion of yu (from jealousy sure but also from the mind shielding), but she used detect thoughts to get all the info she could first, and that ended up defining her course of action

ashton was very very quiet. but mad at yu for sure. not sure what to make of it yet aside from being very very pissed at a traitor

fcg...i'd have to rewatch to rly confirm this but my initial impression was that fcg did a pretty terrible job picking up on the social subtext of everything that was going on DKFJSDF. sam has been v consistent in showing that there is just Something lacking in fcg's social instincts. everything is a little bit too objective, a little bit too black and white

chetney is consistently morally questionable and willing to make deals with the (proverbial) devil. i still feel like i don't understand this man at all so that's all i have to say at this time

i'm getting tired and i think ppl have written much better meta about orym than i have. something something he feels like he failed himself and will and keyleth 6 years ago and he was not willing to let it happen again

i wrote a little about laudna in yesterday's gifset but basically she just made me Sad. the use of bane to de-escalate was really interesting on marisha's part and in general i think laudna is extraordinarily non-confrontational and also was completely panicking. the helpless confused "agh!"s as she presses her hands into her eyes and summons the shadows onto a person that she loves. it made me very sad.

anyway hope this was fun to read i'm not going to proofread it so sorry if it's nonsense but long story short i don't have any particular takes about it at all, let alone harsh ones dkdkfjskdjfs

if you want to read more smarter neutrally positive analyses you can go in my #cr meta tag! there are some posts about yu and birdie in there too since i am too tired to put them here rn lmaooo

[terapsina]

Fanfic writer ask game: 4, 8, 15, 16, 18

4. Do you prefer writing multi-chapter or oneshot fanfictions?

It really rather depends. Writing multi-chapter stories is certainly a lot more stressful (the sad line of my old dropped attempts rather showcase that).

But at the same time my longer stories do bring me bigger amounts of joy I guess. I get INVESTED in them.

But I also love writing short little drabbles that are like me baking a cookie, instead of a line of cakes. So I guess I like writing both, it's just about what I'm in the mood for.

8. What kind of document do you use to you write? Microsoft Word? Google Docs? Straight in the AO3 text box?

No, I'm a true savage, I write straight on Tumblr and make frequent use of 'save as draft' (I have an explanation to this, I used to write more TV show meta posts when I joined the hellsite, and I got so used to this particular font, in this particular size, on this particular background that writing anywhere else gets so distracting I might as well give up).

I do last edits in AO3 drafts though 🥺 that makes everything okay, right?

15. Are there words, phrases, mannerisms or scenes you tend to use a lot?

Ugh, the bane of my existence is how when I write and come up with a word that fits, the word somehow gets stuck in my mind and I'll find it used again two paragraphs down. And I don't notice until I do a reread aloud in editing. At which point I tend to google a bunch of synonyms.

Also: 'burst into laughter', 'choked back her tears', 'swallowed past the stone in her throat'. Also also my characters tend to raise their eyebrows and roll their eyes a lot, I think.

16. How long is your longest fic?

31'060 words as of yesterday, She's Come Undone and Set Free. Who knew how invested I'd get into letting Elena be angry; having Caroline dealing with her s1 trauma; making TVD era Rebekah get actual friends; and (most recently) giving Bonnie a properly interesting love interest *cough*Rebekah*cough*. (I already knew I could get invested in Elejah, that one wasn't a surprise).

18. Recommend someone else fic! (And tag them if they have a tumblr!)

This question is confusing but I'll take it to mean I should recommend someone else's fic to everyone who reads this.

Okay. I'm gonna narrow it down to TVD/Legacies fics because that's what I'm recently writing myself and if I don't put some kind of theme limit I'll get a headache.

We Remain by AnonymousObsesser - Elejah, starts during American Gothic and then goes a completely different way (I have read the first three chapters at least 5 times, the Elejah feelings are seriously top-notch).

A Year to Eternity? by @missnmikaelson - Elejah, Klaroline, a bit of Bonnie/Kol, a bit of Handon - Starts out during 5x12 of The Originals. But with TVD had a different ending (Elena isn't married to certain people for example and I love it). Neither Elijah, nor Klaus die because that's stupid (Caroline yells a bunch at Klaus about it, Elena's blood is always the magic cure we should all know this: "To seal the Hollow away we need the willing support of Elena Gilbert." Amusement sparkled in his eyes. "I'm asking about your knees, Nik, because you're about to grovel on them.").

plastic crown by @jennifersminds - Elejah but not as the focus, the focus is Elena runs away from the Salvatores (Rebekah gives her a car, Elena ends up in Vegas, I honestly don't know how to describe it, the story just has a very unique imagery) and tries to build herself back up. Trauma. Vengeance. Female friendship. Strip clubs and slight bit of vampiric serial killing. Oh, just read it, you'll understand.

(I think the three above mentioned fics can probably be blamed for me starting to write She's Come Undone).

tis the season for a kidnapping by @vorpalmuchness - Elejah, Elena gets kidnapped by a couple of idiots whose information is a BIT out of date (they call Elijah and expect gratitude is what I mean, those poor poor morons). And I LOVE it.

being unwanted (and wanting too much); by @natalia-dyer - Post s4 Hizzie, basically Lizzie coming to her great lesbian awakening/acceptance of self as she realizes why none of the guys were ever quite right.

Torn by the hours by @isagrimorie - (if you don't think I absolutely love that fic, you are WRONG, it lives in MY head rent free). Hizzie, with Lizzie waking up in the middle of the battlefield where Hope has pulled a full on massacre because she thought Lizzie was dead? I am RABID for this scene.

(okay, it's possible I overdid it a lil'bit).

[pbandjesse]

Today was a lot longer than I was anticipating while planning. So I was a little stressed out. But overall it was a great day. I got to spend a lot of time outside I got to learn some stuff. I had an hour where I got to just work on my own thing by myself and I love that. It was a good time. I am nervous for the rest of the week because these are about to be so long days. But I think it will still be good.

I didn't sleep great last night. I woke up in the fan was too high and was blowing right in my face and my eyes felt so dry. Waking up was very difficult. But I did it. And I got dressed and I felt okay. I like my new earrings a lot. And my one piercing that had been bothering me yesterday didn't hurt anymore. At least I didn't notice it hurting. Which was encouraging.

James was getting ready to go on their bike ride to DC. And I'll give them a hug and headed out.

I went to McDonald's for breakfast. Which ended up being very smart because I did not know I was going to be a camp until 5:30 p.m. and I did not bring a lunch with me. So I'm glad I at least had a sandwich at some point in the day.

It was a really nice drive out. It was cooler at camp than I thought today was going to be so I was really glad I brought my flannel with me. And as soon as I got to camp I saw Heather and I told her I had to run up to the art building but I would be back soon.

I had a bunch of stuff to drop off. So I brought those things inside and I grabbed my tote bag with all of my lesson plan stuff for the MWEE program and went down to the office.

Celia and Elizabeth were there and she said we were going to meet in the lodge so me and Celia walked over there. And we chilled and talked for a bit. I told her about the book I'm reading and we talked about books that we enjoy and the program and all the stuff that is going to happen this week. Soon Nick and Dashelle and Sarah joined us. Elizabeth would come soon after. And we thought Max was coming too but then all of a sudden he doesn't work at camp anymore. And it was very dramatic. But that's not important. We would figure it out without him.

There was a lot to go over. We got there at about 9:30 and from about 10:00 till 12:30 we just read through the programs and asked every question that we could. I struggled a few times with focusing. I was a little confused about a few parts but Elizabeth was a very good teacher. And honestly it wasn't going to be as bad as I thought because the program that I'm going to be pairing with one of the Towson students on is the program that I did in the fall. So it's not like I'm going in completely for the first time.

We got a break and I had brought some of the cream cheese brioche bread with me so I did have a snack at least. I sat in the sun by the trading post and I read my book. Which so far is very good but there's been a few scenes where I'm like wait why did that just happen. And it doesn't use quotation marks around anything that is spoken so you have to really pay attention to the talking order so that you know who's talking when. So it's definitely a different type of reading but I'm very much enjoying the book so far. Even though it is very dark.

And because no one is ever on time at puhtok I knew that the 1:00 call time for us getting back into our programming was not going to be the actual time. So at 1:00 I walked over to the Erie and continue to read my book and we didn't end up getting back into our program stuff until almost 1:30.

Which ended up working out very well for me. Because in that time period Elizabeth decided that the Wednesday schedule I would not be doing any of the mwee stuff And instead would just be doing multiple different maker workshops. I was thrilled. That's exactly what I wanted! So instead of continuing on with them with learning about the programs I wouldn't even be doing instead I got to go up to the office and talk to Heather about how we were making these clay seed balls.

And I'm lucky enough that I had done this at both PCAT and the Franklin institute. So I was already pretty familiar with how you do this. But Heather still printed out a nice infographic direction for me. So that I can have something to show the kids. For those visual learners. And then I collected all the materials in my car and drove up to the Dodge house. Because we were no longer using that building for this project and we were only using the art building.

When I drove up to the Dodge house I also ran into Chloe! Who I haven't seen in forever. And it was so nice to see her. She's such a sweetheart. And she told me that she actually lived and worked on an Alaskan cruise for an internship when she was in college so that was really cool to hear. And she encouraged a few of the excursions I had told her were on the docket for decision.

I went back up to the art building and the idea was that I had to figure out what the math was to make the ratio from the clay powder to the dirt to the water. For all the groups. 65 kids the first day, 75 the next day, 55 the last day. Or something about that. I am not very good at math though. And I'm much more visual. So instead of trying to do math I set out 230 tiny orange bowls. And then I scooped two big tablespoons in each cup. Which used almost all of the powdered clay. And then it was one part clay to four parts dirt on the instructions Heather had gotten me. So I tried that but it was not enough dirt so I doubled it. And that ended up being perfect. So it's two scoops of clay to about eight scoops of dirt and a splash of water. Mix it all together and you get about six little balls. Then they'll squish some seeds into them and we will walk them to frog hollow where we will throw them into the ground. It looks very silly in the art building right now. But this was the only way I was going to be able to do this. It's the only way my brain can figure it out. And now we have the recipe for later and we know how many little servings we can make with one bag of clay.

The whole thing took me about an hour. And I had a really nice time doing it. And once I was done I went back to the office. Where Heather gave me a carrot cake cupcake. And it was excellent. Just really good icing and a very nice cake itself. Not too dense or anything.

I sat on the porch for a few minutes while I waited for Elizabeth to text me back and tell me where they were. They were down at the stream. So I walked down there to join everyone.

And spent the next 2 hours learning about macro invertebrates. They clowned on me for not knowing if a newt was an invertebrate or not. And we scooped stuff out of the water and we got to identify bugs and little guys. It was a lot of fun actually. The thing I'm teaching tomorrow and Thursday is about water quality. Which is what I had done before. So it's not the most exciting but it'll still be fun I think. And I had a really good time with all of my friends. Oh my coworkers. They were so smart and so interested and Sarah shared some of her hot Cheetos with me. And we all found different worms and stuff. My favorite one was this interesting water bug, I don't remember the name of it, that builds a little shell around itself using sticks and rocks. That's what's in the picture above. There's a little guy in there!

We were all getting pretty tired and hungry by 4:30. But we went up to the Erie and put everything away. I teased Elizabeth for how messy the Erie got again after I had spent multiple hours organizing it. This is what I do not want to happen to the art building this year. I'm going to get so many containers and I'm going to put so many labels on things. And then we all headed to the office.

We checked in about some logistics for tomorrow. And I showed the girls where to get new T-shirts upstairs. And I joked about us all getting in trouble and also that the attic was not as clean as I had left it when I cleaned it out. But really I was just looking forward to going home. I needed to eat and thankfully I wasn't shaky or anything but if I thought about food for too long I knew that it was going to be a problem. So a little after 5:30 we all said goodbye and headed out.

I had a pretty average drive home. I was behind someone in our neighborhood that had some very funny bumper stickers. One said "how's my driving? How does an engine even work? Why would God let this happen?" Or something along those lines. And it was very funny.

And then I came upstairs and James was finishing recording their podcast interview. And sweet pea seemed happy to see me. I got a package in the mail of a little cardigan that I ordered. It's blue and it has clouds all over it and I love it so much. And soon enough James was making us dinner.

And it was a really nice dinner. I read my book while they cooked and they had to run to the store for a moment but they came back soon. James had dumplings and I had vegan shrimp and corn and a little quesadilla. And very quickly after that James was leaving again. Because they were working at the theater tonight. They said it would only be for 2 hours but it's almost 9:30 now and they're still not home. Apparently this group that left yesterday I did not do a very good job cleaning up after themselves. So they had to reset a lot of things that they weren't planning on.

So me and sweetp are just laying here now. James just texted me that they're on the way home. And I'm going to brush my teeth. I took a shower a little while ago. And I hope tomorrow is good. It's going to be a lot. I have to be there at 8:30 and we're probably not going to leave until close to 7:00. I'm hoping that I get home before that but I do not have high expectations. And I'm looking forward to meeting this Towson student that I'm co-teaching with. Fingers crossed they're cool.

I hope you all have an excellent night and wish me luck tomorrow. Good night my friends!

[loousir]

[Satyr} Insecurities

Soft Male Presenting NB Satyr x Male Reader

Dakota

Warnings: Dakota get comforted by you after a sudden breakup and you end up confessing, they realized they like you too, mentions of alcohol (tho not explicitly stated other than beer), two faced boyfriend (now ex)

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Currently, you are on your way to third wheel for your best friend, Dakota. This guy that Dakota was dating was one that you really did not like. He was all sweet and kind around Dakota but the second they turned their back, he was a complete jerk. You knew you should tell Dakota but they just looked so happy being with this guy that you didn't want to ruin this momentary happiness.

Anyhow, both of you were walking down the street to a small yet busy pub that he had asked Dakota to meet. Dakota had asked him if you could come and he said yes but you knew he would have said no if that didn't ruin his "perfect boyfriend" image. You developed feelings for Dakota years ago, long into your friendship with him but you never confessed. You knew they didn't feel the same so you decided to just try to be the very best friend you could be.

Dakota pointed out the place you two were going and you followed them up to the front door. You opened it for them and they almost instantly spot their boyfriend, going over to him and hugging him. You smiled a sad smile and looked at the two before joining them at their table. He had sent Dakota off to get drinks for the three of you. "How have you been (R/n)?" He looks over to you with a not glare for once. "I'm breaking up with him."

Your eyes widened slightly. "What?" He nods. "Yeah I got hit pretty hard in the face with reality after the last time we met." His whole demeanor had changed from what it was before. You tried to say something but Dakota came back with a beer bottle and two glasses. They set one of the glasses down in front of you and handed the bottle to their soon to be ex who's demeanor went back to perfect boyfriend mode.

You smiled at Dakotas smile before taking a drink of what they got you. "Ah, (R/n)! Did you see the new episode yesterday? It was so good!" Dakota said before going on to ramble about bits and pieces. (R/n) smiled and nodded, chatting about said episode with Dakota.

A few minutes had past with the three of you talking before (R/n) decided it was time to bring the bad news. "Dakota." They looked up to (R/n) who looked like he just accidentally kicked a puppy. Dakota noticed and went to grab his hands to ask what's wrong but he pulled away. You looked away out of courtesy but still listened in. "I'm sorry Dakota. I dont think we can be together anymore. Its really me, not you. You've been nothing but good to me and I want you to be happy but it can't be with me."

"Maybe we'll see each other around. Don't worry about paying for drinks, I'll cover it on the way out." He said standing up to leave. Dakota couldn't seem to process what what happening as they watched their now ex-boyfriend walk away. "Kota, let's go." You said standing and grabbing their hand.

They didn't move but instead started to shake slightly. "Dakota, please." You pulled them up and practically dragged them out of the pub and stopped when you were a block away from it. Dakota hadn't said a word but held on tightly to your hand. "Do you wanna go back to your house?" You asked, looking to them. They nodded softly, more hair moving to cover their usually covered eyes.

You squeezed their hand gently as the two of you walked back to Dakotas place. It wasn't too far from the pub so neither of you saw the point in taking the car. After a few minutes of walking, Dakota stopped, making you look back. "Im... S-so sorry... I... I cant..." They tried to say something but ended up almost collapsing, legs shaking like crazy. You caught them before they could and opted to carry them the rest of the way.

Dakota holds onto you and cries into your neck. You gently rub the back of their head and whisper reassuring words into their ears. After a few more minutes of walking, you make it to the house and carefully unlock the door and close it behind you before taking them upstairs to their bedroom. "I'll go grab some water. I'll be right back ok?"

You head back down stairs, lost in thought as you grabbed water from the fridge before heading back up. You didn't expect to see what you did though.

Your body stood ridgid with shock. Standing in front of you, staring back with wild and afraid eyes was your best friend of 5 years. They looked like they were wearing pants but they weren't. Their legs were covered in dark brown fur, same colour as their hair. Your eyes followed the soft digitigrade shape down to the cloven hooves in place of feet. A small tail to match laid tight against their body.

"Dakota..?"

You breathed out hesitantly. They seemed to snap out of whatever trance they were in for a moment and they started to shake. "Hey... Hey whats wrong?" You asked as you very slowly approached them, as if the wrong step could send them sprinting away. They didn't say a word and you eventually got to their side. You very carefully grabbed their hand but they pulled it away faster than you could blink.

They looked at you with such fear that you could barely even tell if it was your sweet Dakota anymore. A tense moment passed as you had seen his eyes for the first time. You gently took their hand again and pressed their palm against your chest. They could feel your heart pounding, theirs was probably just as fast. You and Dakota had this thing where if one of you were panicking, the other would place a hand on the heart of the one whos panicking. It usually ended with a hug but it was really just a comfort thing that Dakota had started with you when they had a panic attack in public. Once they had seemed to realized, some lever must have flipped as they pulled you into a tight hug.

"(Y/n)..."

You hugged them back, gently placing a hand on the back of their head to keep them close. A silent minute had past before you felt your shoulder getting wet again. "I'm so sorry." It was barely a whisper but you heard it. Neither of you said a word after that. Dakota pulled their head out from the crook of your neck and rested their forehead against your chest.

"I didn't want you to find out like this..." Their voice was small as they spoke, hands gripping tightly to the back of your shirt. You carefully set a hand on their cheek, coaxing them to look up to you. Their eyes were red and slightly puffy from crying. The bright green, almost yellow irises stood out against their pink-ish scleras. "Your eyes are so beautiful." You mumbled out without thinking.

Dakota blushed and looked away. "I know you probably don't wanna talk so let's sit down and I'll go first." You lead them over to the bed and both of you sat down. "Judging by your reaction you didn't want me knowing about the whole... Lower half thing." You paused to look at Dakota who nodded. "Sorry." You said, still processing everything. Dakota shook their head. "N-no... I..."

"I don't know what to say..." Dakota said with a heavy sigh. "It's ok. You don't have to say anything-" They cut you off before you could continue. "(Y/n) I've lied to you for 5 years about it! Of course I have to say something!" You looked away from them and sighed. "I would be lying if I said it didn't upset me that you never told me what you were." Without hesitation, you grabbed Dakotas hand again, staring at it as they let you intertwine your fingers. "But I always had a feeling you weren't exactly human anyways... Of course I wanted to know but I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable around me."

Dakota looked to your eyes, tears welling up in theirs again. You could see that they wanted to apologize for not saying anything but you just shook your head. "Kota, I could care less that your a Satyr. If anything I like you even more." You mumbled the last part but they still heard it anyway, signaled by the blush that rose to their cheeks yet again. Dakota placed their free hand on your cheek and made you look back to them.

"I love you so fucking much Kota. You don't even know. I'm sorry. This is probably a lot on top of me finding out about probably your biggest secret and the... Y'know." Dakota shook their head. "Its all been so overwhelming. I'm honestly surprised I haven't passed out yet." You let a small huff of a laugh pass as they pulled your face closer to theirs. "You seemed to have calmed down a lot." You mumbled out.

Dakota nodded. "Yeah. I guess I'm... Relieved... I've known you long enough that I know you when you aren't feigning truths." They pause for a moment. You took this moment to observe their tear stained face. "(Y/n). I dont ever want you to leave me." Their voice had been shaky since you found out about them being a Satyr but it was even worse when they said that. "I couldn't truly live if you weren't in my life Kota."

They looked at you with wide eyes. "Sorry, said something weird didnt-" You were cut off by a pair of soft lips against yours. You carefully kissed back, tangling your hand in their soft, fuffy hair. The second both of you pulled away, Dakota smiled and pulled you into a tight hug. "Kota-" "I think him breaking up with me was the best decision ever." You furrowed your brows, really confused.

"What? Why? I though you two were happy together." Dakota nodded. "I was happy. But I also saw how unhappy you were. A-and it made me realize... Just how much I wanted to make you happy because you make me happy." You couldn't say anything but just looked at them with surprise. "Can I... Can I kiss you?" You asked quietly. Dakota laughed and nodded, pulling you into a kiss.

Your hands decided to test the waters a bit and you gently ran a hand through the soft fur that coat their leg. They shivered and gripped onto your shirt, leaning into the kiss more. You pulled away and let your hand linger on their thigh. "Did... Did you really mean it when you said that you liked me more knowing I was a Satyr?" You blushed and laughed awkwardly while looking away. "Yeah... I didn't realize I said that out loud."

Dakota let out a gentle laugh and pulled you into a tight hug. "Let's take a nap, I'm tired after crying so much..." You nodded and kissed their neck softly as the two of you laid down.

"Please stay by my side."

I originally started this one shot at the paragraph that starts at "Your body stood ridgid with shock." so sorry if everything above it seemed weird-

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