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[jonsaremembers]

all pleasure now // the phil lester approach to life

(a web weave)

sources:

"this unopened deck is 22 years old," pjthekick (x) and gif by @pharriagehill

post @amoontoyou with tags by @absolutefilthimsosorry

"oak tree," mirel wagner // "how phil nearly died," amazingphil (x) and gif by @manchesterau

"how phil nearly died"

"dalien's throuple era," danandphilgames (x) and gif by @phillieladybird

"disgraceland," mary karr

"our phanniversary newlyweds game," danandphilgames (x) and gif by @pseudophan

"the long way home," mary chapin carpenter

"cowboy like me," taylor swift // h is for hawk, helen macdonald

fuck/marry/kill the sun, moon and stars; frankfurt preshow (x) and gif by pseudophan

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Script Manifestations: The Astrology Edition - Using Mars+Neptune/Scorpio Placements & The Mental Power Of Mercury

Scripting manifestation involves us to use our minds to cultivate the story of our reality we would love to see for ourselves. When we grab does pens to write in those journals about the little things we want we must gravitate to what motivates us to want more. What dreams are we going after? What does your subconscious say about your desires? What does our hearts continue racing? This is why my theory for planets mars,neptune, & mercury come in as the 3 main planetary energies to focus on when writing your scripts to change your reality. Scripting is one of the best ways to dive into the reality we wish to see for ourselves, leaving nothing to chance.. and if you had the power in your hands, why would you?

Also looking at the sign placement of scorpio will help benefit us. If you ask why scorpio, it is simply because scorpio has the ability to use the power of their tongue to magnetize things to them. Wether you have scorpio strongly in your chart filled with stelliums, your big 3 or simply connecting to a certain house, this is how you will polarize the dreams/reality you want to you.

So for people who want to know the best possible way to script using astrology, heres a few theories/observations i picked up.

Mars is the forced within us, the drive, the motivation, the energy we use to go into something head first without thinking it through. Mars is the ruler of aries, but most don't know it is also the co ruler (and the original ruler in sidereal) of scorpio.

The reason why i used mars as the first planet to work with is because mars is the physical aspect of something coming to fruition. And from what I noticed, the script manifestations that did come through i had to ACT out something. Like it couldn't of happened if i didn't do the research, didn't go out there seeking and looking for something to do, or even commit to the thing that i was working on. For example, one day i randomly wrote about the day i wanted to have out in the city, i put it in real good detail (mercury) and even imagined how it would go (neptune). One thing that stood out that day was that i randomly walked passed a store where they were playing live music, at first i felt like i didn't have enough time but then i felt this 'pull' to go in and said fuck it why not lets have some fun! I went in and saw some people in there groovin so i started groovin too! I went home later and checked out the journal and you know what was in there? I literally wrote that i would have the opportunity to just break out and dance and feel myself feeling the good spirits in the area and thats EXACTLY what happened. I didnt remember doing that and thought that was crazy how i got it but overall it was a real special day (and i put that it would be a 'special' day too!)

So with that being said you should utilize mars in your story because you have to will it into your reality by putting the effort & energy forward to get that outcome. Don't leave nothing up to chance if you don't have to.

Now we're dealing with neptune and the imaginary tales that we face when we're alone. Our inner selves mirror the reality we currently live in. Do you not like where you are? Its your job to look into the mind to see what is happening. The power of the imagination can create worlds in our current reality to bring forth the magic we need in this lifetime. So using neptune isn't the easier of the bunch when manifesting and heres why: the imagination doesn't always bring us to the destination. It dissolves the cloudiness that was in the way of us remembering exactly what we want to do. Neptune is the creative force, but with mars it can be willed into reality by simply listening to the higher heart. Everything doesn't always make sense, but the intuitive side of neptune flows and presents us with possibilities for the imagination to show forth its creativity in many ways. Neptune dissolves the means of taking things too serious, so with scripting being in 'delusion' (and i say this lightly) helps with mars walking into the door of unknown territory. Focusing on the higher self and its wants brings longer satisfaction in the souls drive for the human experience to be what it wants and not what YOU and the ego/conscious prefers. In order for things to flow smoothly, we must first meditate (neptune) on what we want, let the mind follow up with the details & description of something (mercury) and then awakening into that idea/plan and going for it with no remorse (mars). Allow your brain to sore into your consciousness to see all the ideas and different places you can go to in your mind, because practicality never wins with neptune. Ever.

Now neptune and mars together brings things to a grounded level. Mars is only doing what the mind wants, so the conscious side of our brains moves to the assertion of what we need or want at that moment. Anything is possible, which is why mars is important in scripting. Once the idea is already plastered on a sheet of paper, we can now admit that we must lead to where the idea paints us to be in. And no matter what obstacles seem to be in the way, it will not stop you from making sure the idea pans out the way it is suppose to. No matter how much we have in store, mars and neptune never care to be prepared... somehow this where mercury comes in.

Mercury is the prepared and unprepared energy of the two. It is the trickster that uses its mind to get what it wants and a lot of times is quick on their toes. Mercury is the descriptive story teller and needs to write out its ideas in order to see the plan come into fruition. Mercury doesnt like doing everything without a blue print, this is the more 'practical' energy of the bunch. Connected to both gemini and virgo, mercury is strong with its power of the mind, the voice, and the brain. So when we're scripting our manifestations, we must ponder on the idea before we go in tooth n' nail. Mercury thrives off the detail of a story, and again, you are the creator of your story.

Now adding all three planets together, we have mars the force in getting the idea to come into fruition. We have neptune, the one that starts it off with the imagination, & our friend mercury who is the planner and the one who pays attention to detail. With scripting all of these are a must and the feeling you get when writing them down also counts for something. Aspects & house placements are important in this too. If you have any random placements like neptune-sun, or mars-venus, mercury-jupiter this detail is wonderful because neptune/sun should focus on the self expression of the imagination. Mars/venus expresses itself through what you have a divine love/passion for, & mercury/jupiter should focus on the optimism and what it believes to be true. Hope this helps as i will present more on the aspects/signs/and house later on.

Now I added scorpio because scorpio is the witch of the zodiac. Its the one that uses its tongue to will what it wants. It can create spells out of the power of its mind and is useful when scripting our realities the way we see fit.

I'd say it's the perfect energy when writing down a clause for the end of our script. It's the spell that magnetizes the fruits we wish to bare. So I say whatever placements you have with scorpio is helpful with script manifestation. For example lets say you have scorpio in the 5th house, this is the house of childlike expression, romance, and talents. So each script you make you can focus on love, sensuality and what ever you are extremely passionate about because THIS will magnetize itself into your reality much faster than anything else. Same for any other house. Scorpio is what we are most passionate about so focusing on the house its in is important. If there is a particular placement in scorpio this can work as well however my focus was more onto the house cause I believe this is fine little detail in script magic. Hope this helps! Part II on this soon!

Ask me questions on how you feel about your placements when working with script magic!

I will be doing a second part of this focusing a small detail on neptune/mercury/mars in the houses & sign. Thank you for listening <3 cheers!

[uptoolateart]

I know it's been forever since I updated my Miraculous tarot deck. I've just been so busy writing fics instead! Then I saw the S5 finale and I decided to replace one of the cards I'd already done. So, this is Reality, which is a replacement for The World. An explanation is below the image. It turns into a bit of an analysis of 'Re-Creation'.

My previous image for The World was Marinette/Ladybug and Adrien/Cat Noir, i.e. their dual images. Then I got stuck because actually, that image would be perfect for the 2 of Yo-Yos...but I want to update it because I can draw better now, so that's on its way.

So, why did I go with Gimmi / Reality for this card?

The World is the end of the Major Arcana, or the archetypal cards at the head of the deck. Therefore, it speaks of fulfilment, completion, harmony, and the end of a certain cycle or phase of life. One journey has ended and a new one begins. From this point, we return to The Fool and start the sequence all over again.

The traditional Rider-Waite-Smith image shows a dancing figure, showing that fulfilment is ever-changing and dynamic. He/she is surrounded by a wreath of success / the achievement of a goal. This circle shows the cyclical nature of life. To quote an old Smashing Pumpkins song, the end is the beginning is the end….

In the corners are four figures who also appear in The Wheel of Fortune, symbolising the elements in harmony.

The central figure has one leg up in the air, reminding me of Lord Shiva in ancient Indian stories. Also referred to as the Lord of Dance (not to be confused with the Lord of the Dance, i.e. Michael Flatley), Shiva is a classic symbol of balance, walking the two paths between spiritual life and material life / desires. I thought of him the instant I saw Gimmi in 'Re-Creation', which I'll discuss that below. (I mean, look at all those arms...but even besides that....)

Ancient Indian traditions have this idea of different yugas, or eras. There are four of them, each one shorter than the last. When all four come to an end, Shiva does a special dance so powerful that it shatters the material universe...clearing a path for the universe to be created anew and the whole cycle to begin again. This process goes on eternally.

(Incidentally, we are currently said to be living through the last yuga in the cycle, the Kali yuga, when people are at their weakest and live shorter lives. But don't worry - there are about 427,000 years left of this yuga.)

Many traditions say Brahma is the creator god, after Shiva cleans the slate. Others, though, give Shiva the role of creator, too - specifically describing him as destroying in order to create again.

Hence in 'Deflagration' Plagg reminds Tikki that 'you and I are one', and in 'Re-Creation', when we see Plagg and Tikki in their ultimate forms, they make similar statements. Gimmi is not one or the other - Gimmi is their unified state. Reality = the constant ebb and flow of life and death, creation and destruction...like when Gabriel makes his wish and reality is collapsed and recreated. His wish is Shiva's dance. Constance is an illusion.

I think it's really interesting how when Gabriel 'dies', we never actually see a body. 'That's just because it's a children's show!' Yeah, maybe...but it's a children's show full of esoteric imagery, too. When Gabriel 'dies' he simply floats up and becomes a bunch of glowing light, returning to the energetic source of everything. Even basic physics tells us that energy never goes away. It simply...transforms. In a weird way...Gabriel's still floating around in some form, in the end. (Now there's a creepy thought.)

By the way, if you've noticed the placement of the Gabriel figure on my card...yeah. I didn't choose that. My reference image was a screenshot from 'Re-Creation'. I'm certain Gabriel's positioning was on purpose, to illustrate that is he but one humble emanation of the Creatrix (a feminine source of life - and with all that pink, I'm sure Gimmi is meant to be something like this, too).

And can I just note that I love the way Gimmi's head is surrounded by the atomic model. You may have gathered from other posts that I was less than satisfied with that S5 finale...but everything about Plagg, Tikki and Gimmi was fantastic.

[nightcall99]

Dreams from 19.6.24

Dream 1 I was inside a witchy shop and was having a tarot card reading from some woman who worked there. There was a bunch of other people in attendance. Everyone was seated in rows and watching on like it was a performance. All the cards were hung up on the board for all to see, and she was going through their meanings. It was a reading about him but it hadn't been about him initially. I was being cagey because I don't believe in 'readings' of any kind anymore but slowly I yielded to her attempts to pull me in and I revealed a few tidbits about my life for her to latch onto. She was like, Well now I can tell you a bit more about what you want to know and continued asking questions about him. I told her about some of his astrology placements like having Mars in Scorpio. She seemed to make out like this was bad. Then she said, as part of her reading of us, that I am spiritual in body and he is spiritual of the mind. But I think she used the word 'arcane' and was basically just trying to tell me that he is more spiritual than he appears on the surface. She was pulling out more cards now, but I wasn't affected by any of it. Then she said some ominous shit, in fact I think final advice was basically to stay away from him. I was pretty amused. Then I realised my parents were sitting behind me and I was bit embarrassed by all this. I'm pretty sure they had no idea what was going on and I was grateful that at least the stuff she was saying was vague and abstract.

Then at the very end she showed a video on the projector. It looked like the animation from those early 2000's Barbie movies or the SIMS. I saw myself represented as a character on the screen and I guess my character was saying this and that or doing some stuff, whatever. She was trying to use this video to back up everything she had just said as being true and correct. The character didn't look like me at all (for one, she was blonde), but my sister acted as if it looked just like me. My sister asked, How does this even work? Because presumably this gimmick was used on all customers. How did she manage to make the character look like me? Surely if this was generated on a computer, she'd only have enough time to change a few physical characteristics before each appointment with a client, not make an identical looking avatar (which again, did not look like me at all, but my sister thought so). I didn’t really care, I knew the lady probably had a very efficient assistant working in the background who was putting in the details in a program to make it realistic, like she really was telling the future. She was probably fooling a few people. I wanted to leave but I was being polite. There was even a smoke machine and it was all hilariously theatrical. I commended her for her effort.

Dream 2 I was in a hair salon getting my hair done. In this dream, my hair was very long, down to my waist. The hairdresser was going to put in five different colours from root to tip as highlights and went on to section my hair off. I didn't really ask for this but went along with it. It seems I had been to this hairdresser before but had forgotten about it. She said last time it had difficult to get my hair to process properly (the bleach), she was like, Remember I had to keep drying it for ages with the blow dryer. I said, Oh was that you. She said, Yes it was me. In any case, everything was taking awhile as it usually goes when you change your hair colour but I guess I didn't mind. I did notice it was taking longer than you might expect because they weren't being particularly attentive. She had put one of the colours in and I was sitting there waiting for ages for her come back and put in rest. Eventually another younger girl, who seemed like a junior assistant, noticed and finished the job. At some point, I decided to announce that I had a perm, wondering if the fact that my hair had already gone through a prior chemical treatment, would make any difference. The first lady who was doing my hair gasped a bit like, Oh there's going to be purple (as if that meant something) and I said, Oh I love purple, and, It's just hair I don't care it grows back. After they gave me cloth to drape over myself so that my outfit doesn't get ruined except they put it over my hair instead of under it, which I had to adjust myself and resign to as being fine, whatever.

While I was sitting there waiting for my hair to process Mort sent a gift of cosmetics which had fingerprints in all of the pots. It was like a weird outdated looking sample pack. I thought, Why would you even send me something that's clearly been used. But it turns out the only reason why it looked like was because the girls who worked here had opened it up and started testing it out amongst themselves.

I was wearing a nice dress. Why didn't I have my bra on? I dunno. I think I was going somewhere after, like a party or event. Then Mort showed up at the salon and I was so uncomfortable as he approached because my bra wasn't on, so I ran away and tried to find a toilet where I could change. But he thought we were having a fight or something and tried to run after me. I was really annoyed, I detested his presence. I didn't want him there at all. I walked toward the front of the salon where I found a toilet which was satisfactory to me and started putting on another dress on top of the dress I already had on. I was fussing about with my clothes. When I peeked my head out of the door, I thought I had walked a lot further from where I had been before (the salon was very long). The section where I had been sitting was just right there, around the corner somehow.

Then for some reason I went and found a second toilet which was a lot nicer. As I walked in thought, What if I'm not allowed in here? Maybe it's for employees only. Or maybe you're only supposed to use that other slightly-less-nice toilet so that they don't have to waste time and effort cleaning both of them. While I was in there, I realised I had misinterpreted something else Mort had done just before. There had been a picture on the wall of a young girl with a knife sticking through it (as if someone had done so in anger). He had stopped what he was doing and said to no one in particular, Take the knife out of that picture. Then it was done. He didn't have to notice it but he did. I think he loved me and I saw his virtues but I didn’t want to go anywhere with him. Was he already dressed, wearing a suit? I had to get the hair dye washed out. Was he trying to get me to go the event with him?

[theninthdoor]

I read in some astro blogs here that 2nd house in astrology represents what we value. does it mean self value? What does it mean to have Aquarius and uranus in 2nd house? And i have both moon and saturn squaring uranus. #astroqq

all sorts of values, sweetie! it's what makes you feel stable inside and out, basically - be it your sense of self-worth, possessions, earnings, daily routines (like your skin care or healthy diet, for example, if you feel like you need them to feel good), personal resources (interests, talents, etc), and all that stuff. so, this could manifest in many ways, but here are some observations:

your "values" may change quite a lot due to the nature of uranus, which is all about change, rebellion, disruption, originality. if 6 months from now you happen to come across a new community or set of ideals that you feel connected to, the things you associate with a sense of stability and security may change completely and suddenly. it's like you become a new person, almost.

please avoid letting your community or current friend group (or even the internet) affect your sense of self-worth! you may find a lot of comfort there, but you shouldn't become too attached to it or dependent on it to feel "whole" or cool or wtv. aquarius/uranus is also about originality and independence, so keep that in mind 🌟

try to be careful with your spending habits. it may be tempting to waste money on a bunch of cool things now, but consider always putting some money on the side for your future self! they will thank you, I'm sure!

on the other hand, money may be a sensitive topic for you or you may have a love-hate relationship with it. perhaps you've always felt like your resources were limited and you couldn't spend money on things you really liked, or you saw yourself spending a bunch of money to buy an actual sense of security/stability/self-worth. (for example, one of my good friends has this exact placement and they used to be the type of person who'd always buy whatever they felt would make them look/be popular in school, even if they hated it and were never going to touch it again after two weeks of wearing/using it. they needed those trendy material goods to feel, like, good about themselves... even if the people around them didn't really care if they were wearing designer clothes or had the newest smartphone, they genuinely thought it mattered and that, if they didn't have those things, no one would care about them... 😣 - btw, not saying this is you! i'm just giving you an example of 1) what putting all of your self-worth into a community may look like, 2) what "buying a sense of self-worth" means, essentially.)

now, when it comes to earnings: you may benefit from having multiple sources of income, doing freelancing on the internet or finding a job that allows you to change your routine every other day. having freedom is important - that's it, really.

not sure what else to add... but take a look around tumblr and you may find other useful bits! 😊 anything else, feel free to ask, of course.

[james-stark-the-writer]

got soooooooo much done since last update! on sunday after the last update, i explored the area after Shaded Woods whose name i can't remember rn, did Najka first try with Manscorpion summon for the weapon he gives, explored some of Doors of Pharros before taking a break and yeah it was the chest that did me in though thankfully i saw it after lighting the bonfire. then yesterday i decided to keep going down the Doors of Pharros path (beat the Royal Rat Authority second try bc i healed at the wrong time and a jump back and a swipe got me) and got a little bit into Brightsone Cove Tseldora (did the Benhart summon for Prowling Magus for his quest and stopped at the bonfire after them). today, i finished off Brightstone Cove Tseldora (i fucking hate the casters there so much, genuinely some of the most annoying enemy placement in this, even if you have ranged options like i did bc of spells and arrows, but anyway, i ended up changing my weapons of choice so instead of the Heide Knight Sword and pyromancy flame and a chime, now i run a dual thrusting sword build with Richard's Rapier at +7 and standard Rapier at +7 as well, along with pyromancy flame and the chime and a lightning short bow and the magic mace just in case of crystal lizards, although idk if i'm actually done with the area bc i didn't find a way to access the bonfire next to Ornifex which would've made the area like 10 times easier bc the casters would be so fucking easy to avoid when you're already down there, also i traded a bunch of boss souls for the unique weapons), did Creighton's quest and beat Pate's ass, beat Duke's Dear Freja first try with the charcoal pine resin on the Rapier bc i wanted to use a resin on a boss for once and i looked up what weakness she had, got jumspcared on the primal bonfire by some lava spirit bitch, got told by the emerald herald to go to the shrine of winter (the funny thing was i know you need 1 million soul memory to open the shrine and i already had 1 million soul memory before Prowling Magus and the Congregation bc i never bought the agape ring and i farmed Heide's Tower whenever i needed some quick souls and didn't have any consumables because the enemies there were a consistently good source for souls before Iron Keep but i only farmed like 5 times maybe and only one enemy stopped respawning, but anyway, most of what i did today was entirely optional lol) and then went back to Tark for the DS2 version of the FAP ring, and then teleported to the Shaded Woods to open Shrine of Winter but i think the game's servers got taken offline or something bc i couldn't log back onto them so that's where i'm taking a break for today, i've been playing for like almost 7 hours straight now lmao, this game is so fun but also i almost can't wait to be done with it (don't worry, i had the exact same feeling with DS1 and every other FROM game so far. only didn't get that feeling with Elden Ring bc it was so massive, idk why i always think i'll be done with one of these in under 40 hours lol). hopefully i'm at least 50% done, given it's already been 34 hours of playtime according to steam. anyway, yeah, fun game. having a ton of fun. i cannot imagine how absolutely obnoxious Tseldora's enemy placement must be in Scholar bc it was already fucking insufferable as is.

playing the original Dark Souls 2 again (not Scholar) for the first time in forever, the hormones slider in advanced character creation always kills me. Dark Souls 2 was saying trans rights before any other game in the series.

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝑀𝑦 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑃𝑡.3 (𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑆𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑤𝑎)

<Part One> <Part Two><Part Four<

Pairing: Badboy! Park Seonghwa (Ateez)/ Reader (Female)

Genre: Fluff, Angst, College AU.

Summary: Spending more time with Seonghwa, Y/N gets to know more about him and realizes he's not just playing with her, he truly does like her. But the question now is how does she feel about him?

Warnings: Mentions of smoking and drinking, if you're sensitive to such topics, read at your own discretion.

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"You can lift up your face now doll, we're here."

Y/N slightly opened one eye, then the other. Indeed they were right in front of her apartment complex.

"I'm not dead?"

Seonghwa burst out laughing even though it was a slight jab to him.

"No. I'm not reckless so as to crash myself or this baby onto anything."

Y/N nodded and let out a silent 'Oh'. So much for trusting him though.

"So is the kitten going to finally retract her claws and release this tight grip on me, or does she want me to carry her all the way inside?" Seonghwa teased, poking one of her arms, which were currently wrapped around his waist like her life depended on it.

Well in a way one could say it did.

"Huh?" Y/N looked at her arm placement and let go. "Oh sorry!"

She got off the motorcycle and began to fumble to take the helmet off.

Seonghwa let out a tiny pfft.

"I was seriously hoping you'd choose the second option."

Y/N nearly dropped the helmet when he said that. She cleared her throat and handed it back to him.

"Anyway....thanks for the food, and your company..." She began.

"So essentially, you're thanking me for our little date?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"It's not- wasn't- Oh!" She cried out and stomped her foot, turning on her heel and speed walking to her door.

"Wait! Y/N! Come back!"

Seonghwa called out to her, but she ignored him. She did not want him to see how flustered he got her to be. She was about to reach into her bag to get her keys, when it dawned on her: she left her bag in Seonghwa's motorcycle. She turned her head back to him, and of course, he was holding up her bag, with a look on his face that said 'I told you so.'

She sighed and took one step to go back, but Seonghwa signaled her not to.

"I'll bring it to you."

Seonghwa got off the motorcycle and walked up to her. He held out her bag to her, but before she could get it back, he suddenly got an idea and held it over his head.

"Hey! What was that for?" Y/N exclaimed as she jumped, trying to snatch her bag back.

"You haven't properly thanked me for taking you out on a date. Once you do, you can have this back." He smirked.

"Park Seonghwa! You're unbelievable!"

He merely shrugged at her comment.

"Your choice dollface. Either thank me and tell me you enjoyed it, or stay out here in the cold."

Y/N huffed and crossed her arms. She couldn't believe she was actually going to fall victim to his blackmail.

"Thanks for the date.....I..... actually had a nice time." She finally said, her voice barely whispering but Seonghwa was willing to take it.

He finally gave her the bag back and watched her fumble around to find her keys.

He snorted. "You girls should really have better organization in your purses."

Y/N lifted her eyes at him and glared at him, making Seonghwa step back with his arms up.

"Whoah, ok. Calm down kitten. Don't attack and get scratch marks on me...."

He paused then continued.

"Unless it's my back. Then I don't mind." He bit his bottom lip as he stared her up and down.

Y/N blushed intensely and stammered to try to tell him something, but couldn't.

"What? Kitten got caught her own tongue?" He snickered.

Y/N pouted, furrowing her eyebrows as her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Aww come on doll. You know I'm just kidding. It's just cute to see you get all hissy or to see you get that pink tint on your cheeks."

Seonghwa's hands went to to her upper arms, his thumbs lightly rubbing her shoulders. He looked at her face for a while, just admiring the way the moon light shone on her features. Then he remembered he shouldn't keep her up so late.

"So....will I see you tomorrow?" He asked after a few minutes of silence passed.

"Huh? Oh the party...... I don't know. I'll feel out of place. I wouldn't know anyone there." She replied.

"You know me and I guess if you want to count them too, you know Wooyoung's loud ass and Yeosang's insipid ass." Seonghwa reminded her, causing her to giggle slightly.

"Seriously, smile like that more often. You look even more beautiful."

She immediately stopped giggling when he said that and was at an even greater loss for words when he leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"See you tomorrow babe. No ifs, ands or buts." He winked at her before racing back to his motorcycle.

Y/N just stood there, watching as he got back on the motorcycle, started it up and waved goodbye to her before speeding away out of sight. She stayed there for a few moments before a light breeze reminded her it was cold and unless she wanted to wake up with a stuffy nose, she'd better go inside and get some sleep if she wanted to make it to the party tomorrow.

And if she wanted to see Seonghwa again.

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Y/N took one last look at herself in the mirror. She didn't think she looked bad. But for some reason she wanted to look extra good. She looked at the time:

9:22 p.m

Seonghwa said he'd pick her up at 9:30, so she had no time to change into something different. Or could she?

She began looking through all the scattered articles of clothing she pulled from her closet, taking a double look at certain blouses and thinking if she should just change as fast as she possibly could.

Honk. Honk.

"Crap." She muttered as she stood up and ran to the door, nearly slipping on a pile of clothes.

Grabbing her bag and phone, she sped out her door and slammed it, making sure she locked it though. She wasn't going to risk someone breaking in.

"Hey! Y/N!"

She turned around and saw a familiar purple haired boy waving his arm at her, half his body coming out from the window of the car. She waved back awkwardly and walked slowly to the car, wondering why Seonghwa didn't tell her Wooyoung would be there.

Wooyoung got back inside the vehicle and opened the door to her.

"You're riding in the back with me. Isn't it fun!?" He exclaimed enthusiastically.

"If you want to throw him out the window, I wouldn't blame you." Yeosang's voice said from the passenger's seat.

Y/N got inside and was expecting to see Seonghwa behind the wheel, but instead she saw a red haired man she'd never seen before. He turned to her and held out his hand.

"Hi. I'm Jongho. Seonghwa couldn't come himself so he sent me and Yeosang to pick you up." He introduced himself as Y/N took his hand and shook it.

"That idiot wasn't part of the plan, but before we knew it he was already inside the car before we could run him over." Yeosang explanation, pointing to Wooyoung.

Wooyoung sat up and smacked Yeosang on the arm, causing Y/N and Jongho to laugh slightly.

"Ok seatbelts on everyone? Let's go."

Shifting into reverse, Jongho smoothly pulled out of the curbside and then drove south towards their destination. All throughout the ride, no one said a word: Y/N because she was too shy, Yeosang because he didn't talk, and Jongho because he was concentrating on the road.

Wooyoung however, was dying from how gloomy and silent they were. He opened his mouth to say something, but Yeosang beat him to it:

"If you dare ask or say anything remotely vacuous, I will make Jongho pull over and drop your ass in the nearest dumpster." He warned, causing Wooyoung to shut his mouth and pout.

"Why must you be mean to me?" Wooyoung complained.

"Relax Hyung. You know Yeosang is just playing with you." Jongho assured him.

"Wait. Hyung?" Y/N couldn't help but blurt out when he mentioned the honorific.

"Yeah. Jongho is the baby of our friend group. 00' liner." Wooyoung sat up and poked Jongho's cheek.

Jongho simply rolled his eyes, not a stranger to the older men's antics of reminding him he was younger.

"Seriously? I thought you were older!"

She didn't mean for it to come out that way, but soon Wooyoung and Yeosang were laughing.

"I get that a lot, don't worry." Jongho shrugged, not at all bothered by the fact she'd think that.

"So if you're the youngest, who's the oldest?" Y/N asked.

"It's actually none other than your boyfriend." Wooyoung responded, giving her a side glance to see her reaction.

She straightened up.

"He-he's not my boyfriend....." She corrected him.

All the boys kept quiet but a smirk was plastered on all of their faces. Jongho looked over at Yeosang and that's all it took for them to burst out laughing. Y/N just looked at them in confusion. They certainly were an odd bunch.

"Aren't you going to ask what we're laughing about?" Wooyoung asked as he leaned his face close to hers.

"I think..... I'd rather not." Y/N answered, scooching away from him.

"Good choice. And Wooyoung, I may not throw you out the window, but I was instructed to make sure you behaved so..... keep at least an arm's length away from Y/N. Or I'll tell Seonghwa." Jongho warned.

Wooyoung groaned in annoyance and scooted away while mumbling:

"I wasn't going to do anything, geez this boomer being all possessive."

Y/N heard him clearly, but she pretended not to and decided just to enjoy the ride and calm her nerves which were getting more and more out of control the closer they got to the house.

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Y/N looked around the place. It was already packed with people, some dancing erratically in the living room, while others were just chatting away, cups of beer in their hands. She had never been anywhere near the fraternity or sorority houses, but damn was this one huge. She was glad Wooyoung insisted on holding her hand so she wouldn't get lost.

"Hey! There's Hyung!"

Without warning, he yanked her in the direction of the kitchen, where Seonghwa was in the middle of a conversation with a slightly shorter grayish green hair man. Seonghwa immediately straightened up when he saw Y/N, completely ignoring what his friend was saying.

"Hey." He was the first to talk.

"Hi." She responded shyly.

They both stared at each other, the other two boys looking back and forth between them in confusion and annoyance. Wooyoung and the other male looked at each other and tried so hard to hold back from laughing at Seonghwa's awestruck expression.

Seonghwa looked down at the attire Y/N was wearing when his eyes caught something unpleasant: Wooyoung was still holding onto her hand. He looked back at the younger male who just raised an eyebrow at him.

Seonghwa merely pointed to their adjoined hands and ordered: "Off."

Wooyoung snorted and let go of Y/N.

"You're right Wooyoung. He's got it bad." The other male snickered before nodding in Y/N's direction.

"Choi San. Pleasure to finally meet the girl that makes this old man loose brain cells." He teased Seonghwa, who merely stared at him with a warning look.

"Hi." She returned the greeting.

"Ok enough chit chat. I came here to get wasted and make out with my one of my boy toys. So if you excuse me."Wooyoung took a hold of San's wrist and pulled him out to the crowd gathered at the drink station.

Seonghwa shook his head and sighed. "And then they'll be complaining in the morning and I'll be the one taking care of them."

"So are Wooyoung and San..." Y/N gestured with her hands.

"Hmm? Oh! Honestly...... I don't know. Between San and Yeosang, no one really knows who's the official item of Wooyoung's affection." He answered.

If Y/N had been drinking something, she would have seriously choked on it.

"Yeosang?" She asked incredulous.

"Yeah. It's complicated." Seonghwa rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

Y/N giggled. "But if you think about it, it's a cute match."

Seonghwa whipped his head to look at her.

"Seriously?"

Y/N nodded.

"You know what they say, opposites attract. Maybe someone as loud and eccentric as Wooyoung needs someone more quiet and level headed like Yeosang."

"Ok but, don't let San hear you say that. He might just cry." Seonghwa said.

Another awkward moment of silence fell over them. It seemed to happen quiet often. Seonghwa stepped over to the door beside the kitchen and opened it.

"I'm going out for a smoke." He simply told her.

Y/N debated whether or not to join him outside. Sure she didn't smoke but she'd rather not be standing alone like a total idiot. Then a voice popped up behind her.

"Go after him."

She jumped up and turned around to see Yeosang standing there with a cup in his hand.

"Jesus Yeosang, don't creep up on people like that." She clutched her chest, trying to calm down from the fright he just gave her.

"Sorry. Force of habit. But seriously, go keep him company."

Yeosang looked towards the crowd and squinted his eyes when he caught sight of San getting too close to Wooyoung for his liking.

"Meanwhile, I have to go make sure some idiot doesn't break something." He lied.

Y/N watched him walk over to where Wooyoung and San were dancing. She chuckled as she watched Yeosang pull Wooyoung onto him, wanting his attention, a clear pout on his lips. Then San tried to squeeze himself in between, almost shoving Yeosang away, while Wooyoung tried to calm them down.

"All is fair in love and war." She quoted before going outside to search for Seonghwa.

She looked around before a strong scent filled her nostrils. Finally spotting him, she quietly walked over to him, propping and sitting herself up on the railing he was leaning against.

"I thought you'd rather stay inside." He said as he blew out a smoke from his mouth.

She shrugged. "Wild parties and alcohol have never really been my thing."

Seonghwa hummed and held out his nicotine stick out to her, which she promptly refused. She was not planning on contracting cancer anytime soon.

Seonghwa chuckled.

"You're right. Maybe opposites do attract."

"What do you mean?" She tilted her head to him.

Seonghwa took a final puff of his cigarette before throwing it on the floor and stepping on it.

"I mean here I am, the famous bad boy of the school, trying to court the perfect goody two shoes student." He explained.

Hey!" Y/N shoved his arm lightly. "I'm not a goody two shoes!"

"Oh? Then what are you exactly Y/N? Who are you?" He mused more to himself than actually asking her a question.

She opened her mouth but then shut it back up when she didn't know how to respond. It was a question she had the answer to but no one had ever asked her before and now she didn't know how to explain. If she even wanted to explain.

She began swinging her legs in the air as she pondered over what to say.

"I guess..... I'm just....normal?"

Seonghwa snorted.

"Y/N trust me. You're not normal. A normal college student would either be getting their face shit wasted at a party like this, hook up with their classmates or teachers, and overall make stupid decisions they'll regret when they're older, but right now they don't give a damn cause they're young and feel invincible."

Y/N looked over at him.

"Is that how you feel?" She teased.

"We're talking about you, not me. You already know me. But what about you? What's so special about you?" He continued to pry.

"No- nothing. Absolutely nothing." She replied.

"Really? Nothing?" He scooted closer to her, trying to read her facial expressions.

"I guess I'm just a boring college student. Only trying to get through school and finish with as high grades as she can so she can land a decent job and live a normal life with 50 plus cats in the future." She let out a chortle at the last part.

"Cats are cute. But is that what you actually want?"

Y/N's smile gave her away immediately.

"No. I actually want..."

She stopped herself before she said too much. She was embarrased to say this to anyone, let alone Seonghwa.

"You can trust me. I won't judge you." He encouraged her.

Taking a deep breath she confessed:

"I actually want to be an editor......"

She looked up at him to see his expression.

"An editor?" He was genuinely interested in why she was passionate about it.

"Yeah. I major in English and world literature. I mean, I do now after I switched from finance." She explained.

"Not very good without a calculator?" He jokingly said.

"I thought you said you wouldn't judge." She reminded him.

"Sorry sorry. It just comes naturally." He apologized.

She continued.

"I mostly took it cause my parents wanted me to land a job in some bank or something. But I don't want that. My plan is to graduate with a bachelor's degree and start a job at as an intern at a book publishing company, and eventually work my way up. Simple as that."

Seonghwa blinked at her explanation, making her think she did sound boring.

"Are you judging me now?" She questioned him.

"No, on the contrary, I'm proud of you, really. You got your goals set and it's obvious you're working hard to achieve them. How many of those people in there know what they're going to do after college?"

He looked up at the sky and sighed blissfully.

"And you say you're just ordinary yet here you are being the most extraordinary person I've met."

Y/N looked down at the ground and smiled brightly to herself. It felt good to hear Seonghwa say he was proud of her. That's all she ever wanted to hear, but hearing it from someone like him, so sincere and honest, made it ten times better.

"So in theory, you want to be an Anastasia Steele?" He joked with her.

Feeling a little bold, she winked at him and answered:

"Only if you'll be my Christian Grey."

Seonghwa's eyes went huge as he snapped his head to look at her, trying to process what she said and if she really did say it. She swore she also saw a light hint of a blush on his cheeks and that made her burst out giggling.

"What? I can flirt a little too you know."

Turning his body, Seonghwa stood in front of her, both hands grabbing the railing on opposite sides of her body and therefore trapping her.

"Don't test me kitten because I won't hesitate to bend you over my lap and spank you." He warned.

Seonghwa smirked when he noticed her swallow harshly. His eyes scanned her every feature: eyes, nose, and then her lips. They looked so plump and soft and he just really wanted to feel them. He bit down on his lip as his thumb grazed over her bottom lip. Y/N held her breath when she noticed him leaning in closer. She closed her eyes and waited to see what happened.....

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[pbandjesse]

Today was a pretty good day off. Mostly lazy. It started with a lot of anxiety for me though.

I slept all right and I woke up at around 9. I wanted to go to the mall. I was determined to go to the mall. But I also knew that the landlord was going to be coming around in the afternoon. I wasn't sure what time but I wanted to make sure it was here. So I started getting ready.

One of the issues that I'm having in this apartment is that there's too much space. So when I'm going from the bedroom to the bathroom I have to pass through another room which then reminds me that I need to do something else and then I go to the kitchen to start doing that thing and then realize that I'm passing another room and I see something else that needs to get done. And then it's just a horrible cycle. I get very stressed out by how many things that need to be done. I had to get dressed I had to water the plants I had to feed the cats I had to eat breakfast so many things. All of them got done though and it was fine I was just stressed for no reason.

James texted me and told me that there was a package over at the other apartment I had to go pick up. So I left here around 9:30 and did that. I got the mail there and package which turned out to be a cat stuffed animal for me. And I came back here. I was very overheated though. There's not a lot of Hills but it's hot outside and I had a lot of trouble picking an outfit today cuz I was too hot. And the shorts I decided on hurt my legs when I was biking. So I got back here and I got changed. And just kind of stood in front of the air conditioner. It helped but I was very uncomfortable.

I only stayed here long enough to cool off and then I left again. I biked to the subway because I thought that would be my best bet for getting to the mall. That's how I've always gotten to the mall. Turns out it's only like a 12 minute bike ride. I'm very annoyed about this because I waited for the subway for almost a half an hour. I felt very stupid. And I didn't even have cell service down there so I didn't realize how short of a bike ride it was until later on. At least I have an interesting podcast to listen to. It could have been worse.

But because of the long way and the Heat by the time I got to the mall I was kind of just sad and felt kind of weird. I want a Forever 21 but I didn't really want to look at clothes. And that Mal has not got a lot of things in it. Did you have a Claire's though. And they were having their 3-4-3 sale. And I went in and wasn't going to get anything but then I saw that they had the Platypus Beanie Baby that I had seen on the boardwalk. The one that I couldn't find. And so I got it and some nail polish and a present for Jess. It was nice. Help me feel a little bit better.

I got a pretzel. Finally. I actually got two pretzels and brought them home with me. I've been kind of snacking on them all day. Say microwave pretty well. And then I just kind of wandered. I started to leave and then I realized it was 11:30 and I hadn't had breakfast yet. I was saving the pretzels for later. So I look to see where I Burger King was because I had seen someone with a cup from it. Turns out it was in the mall just kind of setback so I didn't see it. I went in and I want to order the veggie burger always get. Only to find out that even though it's on their menu they no longer carry it because of the impossible Burger. Wonderful. I can't eat the impossible Burger. I've tried it multiple times now and two of the three times I've tried it I've gotten sick. So I don't trust it. And I really like the veggie burger at Burger King. Explain the girl why I can't have it and she told me I should fill out the survey. So we did and just said that I was disappointed. I got fries and a soda and sat down. But I just felt very sad. I just wanted to go home.

Thankfully waiting for the Subway on the way back wasn't as long. It was still really hard to bike home and the Heat. And I promised myself I would get a cold bath as soon as I was home.

And that's exactly what I did. I got him cold baths and I had my pretzel. Eventually I had a burrito. I just tried to enjoy my afternoon.

Our landlady, Tina, texted me that she was running late. Originally when she had called me when I first got home she said she would be there around 3:30 or 4. But her sister's car had broken down and she had to drive her somewhere so she would be here closer to 5. That's cool I wasn't planning on going anywhere.

But then I hit kind of a mid-afternoon slump and I got incredibly tired. I set an alarm for 4:30 just in case I fell asleep. I just felt exhausted.

I went downstairs to get a package. It was a bunch of small stuff from my mom. But she also apparently sent me an envelope. And that wasn't there yet so later on a little bit before 5 I open the door to go downstairs. But when I did I saw that the office door that is the apartment next door to me was open and there was a huge bag of peaches on the table in the hallway. I assumed that meant the landlady was there so I just went back in my apartment.

And I was right! Tina knocked on my door a couple minutes after 5 with the big bag of peaches. She brought them for me and James. She is so sweet. I want to give her a big hug. She reminds me of my dad's Aunt Ellen. An older lady probably mid-70s. Crepe paper skin and glasses. She had earrings and a necklace and a bracelet on. She has short blond hair that was kind of curled. And I just think she's so sweet. We sat and talked for about a half an hour. She gave me the lease and she told me the history of the building. At least what she knows.

Her and her ex-husband bought this home years ago. They lived here on the first floor and in this apartment before she had kids. And after they had kids they moved West Virginia and started renting the place. The building itself was built in 1904 and I was right about it being a family that owns a department store downtown. They commissioned the building when they got married. And then they left for 6 months. When they got back they started their life but the wife died a few years later they think in childbirth. He was very sad and so he moved to the building next door. The one that's an old person's home now. At least we think it's an old person's home. But that building was filled with artists and art collectors at that time. Just filled with that kind of energy. He continued to own the home for a while and rent it out. It changed hands two more times at least before Tina and her husband at the time bought it. And my favorite thing that you told me was that turns out the apartment I'm living in was the original owners Billiards room. I think that is hilarious.

It was really nice to talk to her though and she said the sign the lease when we get a chance. To contact her if we have any questions. The only real question I have now that I've read over the lease has there's a clause in it that says we can only have white curtains. And I want to check about that. Cuz that seems bizarre. But it is a standard lease that she just got from the library so maybe she doesn't know that it says that.

After she left I ate one of the peaches and it was incredible. Like I literally ate the entire thing it was falling off of the pit. It was great. And then I just kind of hang out for a bit. Enjoyed being in the apartment.

Eventually I worked on some art. The kitty cat James gave me I went to pick up earlier had very strange eyes. So I tried to call her the man. But that looked worse. So I removed them and put new ones on. At least fixed the size and placement. I like it a lot better now. And then I worked on some aren't and I had pizza for dinner. I just had a nice night. I miss James. He's at a baseball game right now. The whole reason for his trip. I hope he's having a good time up in Boston. He sent me pictures of the museum he was at today. And he promised me a souvenir. I look forward to having him back.

I'm laying in bed now. Sweet pea is manhandling my stuffed animals. And being a nuisance. But I'm really just ready to get some sleep.

I work at the Museum tomorrow. And then James comes back. And then it supposed to be D&D. I look forward to seeing our friends. I hope you guys all have a nice day tomorrow. Be safe. Take care of each other.

[moonstandardtime]

Part 14: Checking on Things

Time stood in front of the bookcase in the den, trying to remember which book it was. He didn't want to just take every book off the shelf to find it.

He decided to just pull on each book a little. He should probably take note of the placement of the book this time.

After a few minutes, he found it. He pulled on one of the books, and the bookshelf moved away. He made sure to remember where that book was and what it looked like, then he went inside the room. He closed the door behind him, plunging the room into darkness. He fumbled for a light switch, but he never found one.

When his eyes adjusted to the darkness as best they could, he realized that there was a lantern-shaped light hanging above the table. He carefully walked over, being mindful of the books, and pulled the strings attached to it. The room and table were illuminated with a dull, flickering orange light.

He looked down at the map and was surprised to see that it had changed. This was no longer a map of Termina. Or... wait. It was still a map of Termina, just... different. It looked... older.

He leaned in closer to the map. Something was going on here.

He heard a noise behind him, making him jump. He turned and saw Legend standing at the door.

"Oh. Hey, Time. I came to look at the map. I guess you're doing the same?"

Time nodded. "Yes." He looked back at the map. "I think- this may sound a but odd- but I think it changed."

"Really?"

Legend walked over and stood on the opposite side of the table. He pointed to a spot in the corner and said, "Oh, yeah. It did change a little. I wonder what's up with this mountain."

Time looked at where Legend was pointing. There was no mountain there. "What mountain? There's nothing there."

Legend looked up at him, confused. "No, I'm pretty sure there's a mountain there, with an egg-looking thing on it."

"There is no egg on this map."

"Are we seeing the same map? I don't think we're seeing the same map."

"I don't know why it would look different to you."

"Yeah, but I'm pretty sure that if we're seeing two different things, then it's showing us two different things."

"Oh, so now the map is deciding what we see."

"I never said that, Time."

"I never said you said that. I was just saying that that's essentially what you meant."

"Okay, fine. Let's say it is deciding what we see. Why would it show us two different things? You obviously recognize what you see, but I don't recognize this at all."

Legend studied the map for a minute, then shrugged and left. Time watched him leave, then turned the light off and followed.

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Time was keeping an eye on Wild. He seemed to be doing pretty well, but Time didn't want to take any chances. Wild could do something stupid at any time.

Right now, Wild was watching tv with Wind, making comments about it. It was a kids show, so of course things didn't make sense, but Wild seemed to enjoy nitpicking everything.

"So if they didn't want the damn dog to leave, why didn't they check if the fence was shut? Honestly, these people are stupid as hell."

Wind giggled at Wild, who was making exaggerated hand motions at the tv. "You're silly."

Wild smiled at Wind. "I know."

The two of them laughed together, and Time smiled. Wild was doing better. He could probably leave him alone now.

Time stood up and went upstairs. However, he didn't go to his own room. Instead, he went to Wild's room. He was curious about what was inside.

At first, he didn't find much, but when he looked in the closet, he noticed a beat-up cardboard box on the ground. He picked it up and brought it to the bed. He sat down and started looking through it. It seemed to just be full of a bunch of junk, but he knew it likely wasn't just junk to Wild. This stuff was probably pretty important to him.

There were things like gum wrappers with doodles on them(very well-drawn doodles), a purple sharpie that had run out of ink(he tested it), a notebook that mostly consisted of a young child's scribbles, what seemed to be a diary with extremely messy handwriting, an old beat-up doll.

Wild seemed to like keeping things. Actually, these were probably from before the Yiga attack. That would explain why he still had them.

He didn't take anything out of the box. Wild probably wouldn't appreciate someone taking all of his stuff out of the box. To be fair, he wouldn't like if someone was looking at this stuff in the first place, but this way, it would be less obvious. Well, it would be incredibly obvious if Wild walked in right then-

"Time? What are you doing?"

Time froze and looked up. Shit.

Next five parts of Paranoid! Parts 11-15

If you want to find the first ten parts, you'll have to scroll down a but to find it. I might make an account specifically for my writing, but not right now lol