#im just too lazy to schedule rn so enjoy

[purplecoffee13]

‘Talk Dirty To Me’ - Thin Lines pt. 2

‘And I know you like it too, the way that I want you. I gotta have you, oh yes, I do.’ - Talk Dirt To Me by Poison

Summary: ‘You just got some bad news and those unanswered texts from Harry are starting to look really good.’

Wc: 5.2k

Tropes: Rockstar!Harry x Opera singer!MC

Warnings: EXHIBITIONISM, daddy kink, sub/dom dynamics, mean dom!Harry

A/N: Heeyyyy… How y’all doing? Sorry for the long time no update. I have exams coming up so I wanted to upload this before I enter this hell-ish time. Hope you enjoy this, it’s uhm… more risqué than what I normally upload. (NOT PROOFREAD IM TOO LAZY RN)

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Ending your Wednesday night in a sweaty, half-lit bar that reeked of beer and sex hadn't exactly been something on your schedule, but you were here anyway. The reason? A text message from Harry, containing solely an address and taunting words that formed a dare too risky not to take.

Ever since that night in your dressing room, Harry had been texting you addresses of bars and clubs around town, but so far you hadn't responded to him. You were far too shocked by what you had let him do to you and how much you had liked every second of it.

It was devious, bad, and the most euphoric you had ever felt.

But it was a one time thing, you had told yourself. After you came down from the blissful feeling Harry had given you, you realized how insane his offer had sounded, and even if you had wanted it, he probably didn't mean it anyway.

Tonight, there was a formal dinner organized by the theatre where you had been performing for the opera. Loads of people were invited, it was a big ordeal. Reece had accompanied you, or so you thought before you saw he had brought his girlfriend with him.

It made you feel stupid. You could have brought a date if you had known, and you felt foolish for ever assuming Reece was your date. It already hadn't put you in the best mood, and as the icing on this disastrous cake, you had been seated next to his girlfriend.

She wasn't a bad person. In fact, she was very nice. It only made you feel all the more guilty about pining after her boyfriend. It wasn't something you had any control over, of course, but your stomach felt heavy nonetheless. You were about half-way through desert when she said it, casual as if it wasn't a big deal.

"We bought a house together."

You saw how Reece's eyes flew to you the moment that sentence flew out of his girlfriends' mouth, and it told you all you needed to know. He knew there was something between you and him, he'd confirmed it by the way his gaze flicked to yours and back to his plate. You weren't crazy, you hadn't been imagining it, so you didn't feel as guilty about feeling like you had been betrayed in a way.

You kept up the act and told her you were happy for the both of them, then excused yourself and rushed to the bathroom where you took a moment to collect yourself. You felt like ripping your hair out in frustration, and you knew you needed to hold onto this anger before it turned into sadness. You didn't want to waste any more tears on him, not tonight at least. No, for tonight, you needed a distraction.

Pulling your phone out of your purse, you clicked on the message Harry had sent you and put it in your navigation app. A ten minute drive, that wasn't too far from here.

Harry: 'Come out to play wherever you are, darling.'

You stared at the haunting sentence, and you felt your cheeks heat up at the sudden memories of that night from two weeks ago.

You: 'Wait for me by the entrance.'

(((|)))

Harry had been staring at his phone for god knows how long before Roger, one of his friends, flicked his fingers against his head to get him out of the trance he resided in. Harry let out an annoyed from, turning his head to his friend before looking back at his screen.

He couldn't believe you had finally replied to him. After ten days of no answer he had began to think that maybe you hadn't been interested as much as he thought. But then he'd think of the way you crumbled under his touch, and how he was the first one to do it, and he knew he couldn't let you go, not so soon at least.

Nini's was an underground bar filled with lowlifes, criminals and people who wanted to escape the reality of their lives. It was Harry's favorite place, and he couldn't wait to show you every corner of it.

Your Uber had taken a bit longer than you planned, but at last, you were here. You were in the sketchy part of the city. Had you not known that, you would have figured so by the concerned look of your driver. It was quite intimidating, to say the least, but you were ready to let go for the night, while holding Harry's hand of course.

Like you had requested, he was waiting by the door, leaned against the wall of the joint he would be spending tonight in. You spotted his tall frame almost immediately, and a calm sense of safety fell over you. Everything around Harry seemed scary; this neighborhood, this bar, these people. But strangely enough, you felt like nothing could happen as long as you were around him, when in reality he might be the most dangerous thing for you.

The smirk on Harry's face was almost proud, in a sense, and you felt your lips form into a smile. The thought of giving him what he wanted, making him happy, made you feel better than ever. You walked up to him, and stopped when you were standing right in front of him, a civil distance between the two of you. After all, you hadn't seen each other for two weeks, and while he had made you come, you weren't sure on what level of intimacy level that left the two you when it came to basic conversation.

It wasn't extremely cold outside, but it was quite chilly. Your soft pink dress was quite short and your hadn't worn tights, as you did not expect to end up standing out in the cold. So while your long, leather jacket was very fashionable, it didn't protect you from the temperature very well.

"Hi." You said, crossing your arms over each other in an attempt to stop your teeth from chattering too obviously. Harry sniffed a laugh and tugged on your arm to pull you into him. With his hand on the small of your back, he pushed you against him as he leaned his face down, nearing your mouth. Brushing over yours for a second, his lips crooked into a grin at the sight of your mouth opening ever so slightly in anticipation of a kiss. That was all he needed to know.

"Hi darling." He greeted you back before latching his mouth on to yours. It wasn't until your lips touched that he realized how much he had been wanting to kiss you, and she realized how desperate she was for his touch. Cupping your jaw with his free hand, he delved his tongue deeper into your mouth, but it still didn't feel deep enough. You knew your panties were already ruined and the thought of what would happen later tonight only made you ache more.

After a few more seconds, Harry stopped the kiss, urging a whine from you. He chuckled, stroking his knuckles over your cheeks before tapping your ass softly as he whispered 'C'mon' in your ear.

You took his hand and let him guide you downstairs, past all the people making out and almost — or fully — having sex in the hallway. The sounds that came from every corner of the club had manifested from some form of joy or pleasure, whether that be sex, alcohol or something else.

Harry led you to a couch where a few other people were sitting. He sat on the corner, leaving an open spot in the middle. No sooner as you had sat down, Harry threw an arm around you. You smiled at the action, and let yourself relish in the protective side that seemed to come out of him now that you were near.

"Love, that's Sasha, Roger, and Mikey." Harry pointed to the woman sitting next to you, the guy on the chair next to the couch, and a guy groping the girl he was making out with by the bar. You nodded and greeted them, while they watched you as if you were some kind of zoo animal. Sasha, the one next to you, leaned into you with a lazy smile on her face.

"You're pretty. Where did he find you, babe?" She asked, her voice ringing through the loud rock music that sounded from the speakers.

"The opera." You answered quickly, nervous and intimidated by the people around you. Sasha looked at you with a surprised look on her face as she flicked her eyes from Harry to you.

The livelihood of the conversation was over very soon, though, because a girl walked over, seated herself on Sasha's lap and started making out with her. You leaned back into the couch, a bit wide-eyes as you watched Sasha's hand slip between the girls' legs. Though you liked what you saw, you weren't nearly buzzed enough to be on the same level of confidence as everyone else in this club.

"Is that turning you on, love?" Harry murmured into your ear. The warmth of his breath against the side of your face did not help your case at all, and all you could do to answer him was to nod sheepishly. You could feel the smirk on his face, and even if you couldn't, you could hear it through his voice. "That's what I thought."

He planted a few kisses on your cheek and jawline, his hand snaking onto your inner thigh, when his name was called by Roger. You both looked in his friend's direction, and you noticed the little silver white plate he held in his hands. Laying on it, were lines of white powder and a rolled up dollar bill. You wondered where they had gotten the dollar bill from, as this was a club in London, but then you realized that perhaps you were focusing on the wrong thing.

You watched as Harry took the plate and placed it on a the salon table in front of him. He grabbed the dollar bill and put it to his nose as he leaned down, snorting the line of — what you assumed was — cocaine away.

"You want a line?" Roger asked, and you snapped your head to him. You thought for a moment. You had never done cocaine before, and you weren't sure it was the best idea. Neither was coming here, but you were here to let go, so what better time to do that? You looked at Harry — who already had his eyes on you — for some kind of approval. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Whatever you want darling."

You pondered for a bit more, and then scooted yourself forward on the couch, staring at the lines on the plate in front of you.

"A little bit couldn't hurt."

With that, you snatched the dollar bill from Harry's hand and leaned forward, snorting about half of the line. You felt that although tonight was in spirits of letting go, you didn't want to lose too much control of your body, at least not at the hands of drugs or alcohol. Especially for the first time, this should be more than enough.

"Good girl." Harry rubbed your back, smiling as you scrunched your nose at the weird sensation. He leaned into your ear again, ever so slowly. "Are you going to let me ruin you again tonight, baby?"

As if it was a prime instinct, you nodded your head, leaning into him. A sadistic laugh came from his throat as he latched his hand around yours. "God, I forgot what a pathetic little slut you are."

You whimpered a 'yes', and hoped you agreeing with him would lead him to do something. You needed him and at this point it didn't matter if he got you off on this couch in front of everyone. It wasn't like something like that wasn't already happening next to you.

"Harry... please. I need you." You cried out as he stroked his fingers up and down your inner thigh, grazing over your soaking wet panties ever so slightly. Your pussy was aching and you just needed him to touch you.

"Of course you do." He said smugly, and if you had had a little more courage, you would've rolled your eyes. But you didn't want to risk it, you didn't want him to have a reason to not pleasure you. He softly pushed you until you were leaned back into the couch, and you glanced at Sasha and her girl, who was at the brink of an orgasm from the look on her face. To feel whatever she was feeling right now, you couldn't wait

Harry's hand found itself around your jaw again, while his other hand worked its way up your leg. You weren't physically able to keep your eyes off of him, too lost in the rough details of his face, and once again you wondered how someone could be this pretty. At the soft sensation of Harry's fingertips grazing the outside nog your soaking panties, your hand flew to his wrist.

Harry looked down at your hand and then back at you. His gaze was so dark that you automatically retreated your hand. The corner of his mouth pulled up, and he stroked a bit of hair behind your ear as he tutted.

"You either want this, or you don't. Don't waste my time." From the way his voice sounded, the words could've been the sweetest compliment in the world. But you didn't miss the sinister edge to it. You knew he wasn't a soft person, you were aware of who you had gotten involved with. There wasn't any gentleness you were expecting, in fact, it was the last thing you wanted or needed from him.

"I want this." You stated sternly, which was very unlike yourself. It was almost like you had something to proof. And deep down, you did. To Harry, to Reece, but most of all to yourself. You've been wanting this for weeks and in hindsight, you were a fool for prohibiting yourself from pleasure in the name of an unrequited love for a guy who is buying a house with his girlfriend. You deserve to feel good, you want to feel good, and last time Harry made you feel so good.

"Alright." Harry grinned, and started to rub your clit over your panties. You shifted in your seat ever so slightly at the sensitive touch of his fingertips against your heat. Your eyes fluttered shut as you got lost in your pleasure, and you rested your head against the couch.

Harry kept drawing slow circles, and your hand found itself to his black dress shirt, holding onto it like your life depended on it. You couldn't even be occupied with the fact that there was a chance that people were watching, and if you were being honest, it only turned you on more. It was like Harry said the last time, and you marveled at how he had figured out you had a thing for exhibitionism before you even knew it yourself.

"Harry..." you whined softly, pulling at his shirt so hard that a button flew open. That made him slow down for just a second, mainly out of surprise, before he started rubbing even harder.

"Open your eyes." He ordered, and you did what he said immediately.

Like you had expected, there were a few people watching. A girl, over by the bar was sitting on a barstool, legs crossed as she kept her eyes fixated on your legs. And Roger, who had a girl on his lap by now, still looked at the way you were falling apart for Harry.

"Do you see that, love? Everybody's watching you." Harry said, and you gasped when he slapped on your clit. "But you're just gonna watch me."

Your eyes travelled to his and you kept them there, obeying him just like he liked.

"I want you to come for me, show everyone here what I do to you. How pathetic and desperate you are for me."

You knew there would never be any point in disobeying him, but it was scary how your body seemed to live with that exact same philosophy. How it just gave in to him, crumbled down whenever he'd demand it should. Scary, but exhilarating.

Suppressing the sounds attempting to escape your mouth, your orgasm washed over you. That tense feeling you'd had in your stomach for weeks now, was slowly fading away, and the result of it ended up on Harry's fingers.

With a smirk, Harry retreated his hands and sucked your arousal off of his fingers, keeping his eyes fixated on you. It was almost as if he was trying to taunt you, but you were trying to keep yourself from another orgasm.

"Let's go." He suddenly said, smacking your thigh and standing up, then beginning to walk away without waiting for you. You hurry out of your seat and follow Harry as he walked towards the corner of the bar. You frowned as he seemed to reach a door that had a 'private' label on it, but you keep quiet and follow him anyway.

The door leads to a staircase, again leading to the office of what you can only assume is the boss. It has a big desk and large windows, and a door that leads to a small balcony. It isn't very high up, as you can still hear people chatting outside, but it is far enough to not know what they are talking about.

You weren't allowed to take in any more about the room though, as Harry walked up from behind and pressed himself against you while his hands started massaging your breasts. You lean back into him in an instant, going weak under his touch.

"You have amazing tits, baby." He said as he began assaulting your neck and you let a grossly loud moan. It was a sound you had never made before, not with Harry and not in general, but you could tell he liked it by the way his grip on your breasts tightened even more. "I'm going to fuck you now, and then I'm going to come all over them, understand?"

You knew the sentence was more of a demand than a question, but you whined a 'yes' anyway. Harry then turned you around and grabbed scooped you up, arms under your thighs. You complied and wrapped your legs around his waist, letting him guide you to wherever he wanted to go. You just needed him.

You could've almost come at the way he held you up with one arm while using the other to open the door to the balcony, and your body was on fire as endless possibilities of what he was planning ran through your mind.

"I'm clean, baby." He said, walking onto the balcony before kissing you. You pulled back to grant him an answer too.

"Me too, and I'm on the pill. Just so you know." You said, and the insinuation made Harry curse under his breath. Coming inside you seemed to be something the both of you had been fantasizing about.

Then, Harry sat you on the edge of the railing. Your arms instantly tightening around his neck, way too aware of how high from the ground you were.

"Harry..."

"Trust me, otherwise this isn't going to work." He interrupted you, and though his tone was a bit harsh, he was right. You were going to lose your virginity, and although you knew that didn't actually mean anything, this would still be the first time a dick entered your vagina. And that did make you a bit nervous. He held you tight as he unbuckled his pants and pulled it down.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good baby, I promise." You heart just about melted at the sweet words that fell from Harry's lips. This was probably the softest he was every going to be, and although it was very nice, it was him being mean that got you wet.

Then, he pushed his tip inside, earning a gasp from you. He whispered in your ear, telling you to relax, and just like the first orgasm you had tonight, your body listened to him. It still hurt — he was long and quite thick — but your wetness combined with the relaxation of your muscles helped a great deal.

He took a minute to let you get used to his size, but once you told him it was okay to move, he took it as a sign to take out his own sexual frustration. One that you didn't know he'd had for weeks, hoping you'd respond to him like a fucking teenager. Smiling when seeing you read his message, and almost losing his shit when you replied tonight. He'd been dying to feel you again, in whichever way he could.

"Oh my god..." you softly groaned as he thrusted in and out of you. It hurt, a great deal even during the first thrusts, but Harry's moans were making up for the pain, and you felt it ebbing away.

"You are so fucking tight. God fucking damn it." He mused in your ear and then the sound of glass breaking was heard from down on the street, followed by a bunch of cheers and loud laughter. Initially, your grip around Harry tightened. All of a sudden, he pulled himself out of you, and your mouth fell open at the emptiness inside of you.

He got you off the railing and turned you around, pushing you down until your stomach leaned against the railing you were just sitting on. Half of your upper body was leaned over the railing, available to see for anyone who would look up. Your body shot forward at the sting of a slap on your ass, and you moaned in response.

Without warning, Harry slid back into your hot, achy walls again and began ramming himself into you. At this point, the mixed pleasures of his sounds, the way he filled you up and the chance that people might see you get railed as your tits spill out of your dress overruled the pain of getting used to his size, and you were an uncontrollable mess.

"Ah— Harry!" You could do nothing but cry out his name as he drilled into your pussy like his life depended on it. Your hands tried to push your breasts back into your bra, but Harry stopped thrusting once deep inside of you, leaned over and snatched your hands away, pinning them on your back.

"Don't fucking touch yourself unless I say so, you ungrateful little slut." His degrading words hit you like a truck and he resumed driving into you. "You'll take what I give you, and you'll let people smart enough to look up, watch me fuck you senseless until your nice tits have spilled all out of your top and you can't say anything but my name."

"Yes, Harry!" You said, breathlessly. "Thank you, thank you."

"That's a good girl." You could hear the smirk in his voice, and you gasped as he smacked your ass again. The sound seemed like it was able to be heard all over the street, but no one looked up.

You didn't contain your moans, you physically weren't able to, as Harry pounded into you over and over again. The hurt was washing away, but you still felt very... stretched out. This was your first time after all, but you were aware that Harry wasn't going to let that get in the way of giving it to you rough.

Your breaths became shorter, and you felt like another orgasm was on the rise. But you needed more stimulation, otherwise it would take a longer time. It was like Harry read your mind, because he let go of your wrists and let your reach for your clit. With his harsh thrusts and the new stimulation on the most sensitive part of your heat, your high was now racing towards you.

"That's it, you gonna cum all over my cock, sweetheart?" Harry said, thrusting into you harder, allowing you to feel how deep he was really going. There were tears rolling down your cheeks at the impact of his long hard cock inside of you and how amazingly painful it felt.

"Yes, yes..." Your words trailed off. There was nothing else coming out of your mouth but sounds that represented how he was making you feel. Comprehensive words were something for later.

"You've been so mean to me. Ignoring my texts, had to wait for it so long, didn't I?" He told you, and you shut your eyes. The sound of his voice was getting you closer and closer, and as you did, you realized how intense this orgasm was really going to be.

"I'm sorry daddy." The words rolled off your tongue before you had a chance to stop yourself, or be embarrassed.

"Fuck, are you fucking kidding me?" Harry whispered, mainly to himself, as his hands dug into your waist and he slowed his thrusts down, containing himself from his own orgasm. Then he spoke up again.

"That's okay, baby. Because now this pussy is daddy's, isn't it? Mine to use, mine to keep."

That was enough to bring you over the edge. You cried and cried as your orgasm took over your entire body, and you felt like you were living in a dream. Everything was hazy, and you couldn't even hear what Harry was saying behind you. But you did feel him take his cock out of your pussy, and it felt wrong, and cold, and empty.

You turned your head, holding yourself up by the railing as you watched Harry walk back inside. A frown formed on your face. What was he doing?

"Get over here." He demanded. You pushed yourself up to stand straight, legs weak and a bit wobbly. It felt like you had cinder blocks attached to your ankles with how difficult it was for you to move. It hurt, too. But the smirk on Harry's face made up for it, and you loved to see him pleased with you. When you finally reached him, holding onto his arm to keep yourself steady, you were hoisted up onto the desk, forced to lay down on your back on it.

Harry walked around the desk, towards where you were laying with your head, and closed the windows. It was rather cold outside, so this out a stop to the breeze. You waited in anticipation for what he was going to do. And then, he was stood right over you, right over your face. He pulled you back by your arms, still not saying a word, until your head dangled off the desk.

"Have you ever given anyone a blowie, Y/N?" He asked, massaging your tits. You arched your back at the touch, and nodded your head. Harry didn't know what he was expecting, and he didn't know he would hate the fact that another man's cock had been in her mouth before. But there was only one solution to that, and it was to give it to her so good that she would forget there were any other men in the first place. "Then I won't go slow on you."

"I never want you to, daddy." You responded, voice still rough from how fucked out you were. Harry instantly groaned, you were actually made for him, there was no other explanation.

To his surprise, your hand wrapped itself around Harry's cock and you started stroking him until he took a step closer to you. You still reached forward, a desperate need to have his cock inside you in one way or another. And when you started kissing his tip, Harry instinctively took a step closer. From there, you took him further and further into your mouth. Times like these were moments where you thanked the universe for not giving you a gag reflex. It came in very handy now. It's why you loved to give blowjobs, you loved watching people fall apart for you.

And fall apart Harry did. He leaned over, holding down your hips so you wouldn't slide of the desk, and he tried to fight the moans that came from the very back of throat. He knew he wasn't going to last long with her mouth fucking him like this. When his tip reached the back of her throat, he jerked forward, earning a strangled moan from you.

"Yeah? You want me to fuck your face, baby?" He asked, but before you could even reply, his hips started moving. You held your mouth open, enjoying the rough treatment from him. This was beyond amazing. You didn't want him to ever stop.

But, after a minute or so, he did.

"Fuck! I'm gonna come baby." Harry said as he pulled his cock out of you and started stroking until his orgasm hit him and his hot spurts of cum landed on your tits, just like he wanted.

You were both still panting by the time your chest was coated with him, and Harry leaned down to give you a sloppy, fucked out kiss. He then grabbed some tissues and began to clean you up. You did nothing but stare at his beautiful face until all the cum was removed from your tits.

"C'mon, let's get you a taxi." He said before giving you a small kiss. Your eyebrows knit at his command.

"But I wanted to stay a little longer." You pouted. Harry shook his head as he threw the tissues in the trash.

"Don't be ridiculous, you can't even walk properly." He said, turning around to see you sitting on the desk, your dress back on. He felt proud to see you so ruined, knowing that he had done it, especially because he had been the first.

You got up, and unfortunately found that he was right. Your legs felt just as heavy as before, and you had to lean against the desk to hold up the balance.

"Fine." You huffed, arms crossed.

Harry just smiled as he walked towards you and scooped you up, like you didn't weigh more than a box of feathers. But you did, so you were especially impressed at the ease with which he picked you up.

He carried you downstairs, completely ignoring the puzzled looks from people, and when he got to the bouncer, he just brushed it off with the excuse that your heel had broken.

Luckily there were a couple of taxi's waiting outside the bar, and Harry put you in one, giving your address to the driver. It occurred to you then, that you had never told him that.

"Wait, how do you know—" you were about to ask, but got interrupted by him.

"Same way I got your phone number." He answered before grabbing your face and giving you another kiss. "Text me when your home, and preferably after that, too."

You chuckled and went to put on your seatbelt as Harry closed the door for you. You looked out the window again, but he was already gone. Still, you were smiling.

You were definitely going to text him back.

[angeliicheartt]

hi!! i wanted to ask if maybe u could do a haikyuu match up for me?? totally ok if not!

- i am a female with a preference for males! i go by she/her. i have longer brown hair (i am constantly growing it out and only cut it when it gets to be a hassle- but even then i dont cut much lol). i also have glasses, but they’re clear framed!! i tend to wear contacts more, and only occasionally wear my glasses when im reading or too lazy to do contacts LOL

- i am academically driven! i have above a 4.0 gpa rn (idk the exact #), and i try hard to focus in all my classes and get straight a’s. im in honors classes for math & english- but, i love love love english and complain about math every single day haha. i as well am learning ASL rn! in addition to that, i do taekwondo, and am apart of a tournament team! we have tournaments once a month and i am a reigning nation champion for the company i compete under. i as well dabble in a little bit of dance, and im a majorette (baton twirler!), so i preform w the schools marching band. bc of these two, im quiteeeee busy, but i try my hardest to make time for friends and yeah.

- i dress kind of basic, solely bc i don’t understand aesthetics too much, but i do find myself dressing in like a “downtown girl” style (??)

-im a visual learner, and i almost always have to be moving in some way, wether it be clicking my pen or having to pace around the room. i have a horrid case of rbf, so i tend to get comments about me seeming mean, but i try not to be! i am outgoing, but not in a way where ill stand in front of the class and make a speech. instead, i really like making friends, and can talk one-on-one or in a small group with people easily! my personality can be a loud one when im with people i like! but i also tend to get quiet and enjoy just listening to people talk. my humor definitely ranges, and sometimes depends on who im with

-i really do not like selfish people, and same goes for those who make fun of disabilities. i am not a huge fan of summer or winter, due to the fact that the cold/hot of them both are too much for me haha. i also tend not to like people who think they’re better then everyone else- it just irks my soul. although, at the end of the day, i had anger issues, and i used to have terrible social anxiety. (in counseling for both thankfully!)

-this is definitely repetitive, but i like taller guys, and have always found myself sometimes liking guys who have longer hair- as i get sudden urges to braid it lol, but tbf i really like all hair types- as long as their cared for! im indefinitely a physical touch lover, as sometimes i can’t explain my emotions to good. i also love love love gift giving!!

ok that’s it have a nice day!!!! or night hehe

matchup for nonnie!

note: i had an english quiz today that i definitely bombed 😞😞 but i love english/literature, just not the class... i love math tho lol

i match you with.. keiji akaashi!

smart x smart is always too cute

his main love language imo is acts of service!! but i like to think he's a very touchy person once you've established that connection (very respectful of personal space at first)

if he can (doesn't interfere with his own volleyball schedule) he definitely comes to ur tournaments and performances (is that the right word lol?) for taekwondo + marching band (and records u with ur permission)

cleans ur glasses for u

a big listener, but also enjoys just sitting in silence together!

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

so this morning, while scrolling through my fb feed, i came across an nyt opinion/advice piece from a 27yo (ie basically me lmao) who is obviously lucky, in a sense, to finally land their “dream job using my (their) skills” etc. like obvs i can’t read it bc of the stupid “you get one free article a month if you either don’t have an account or subscription” (my one free article was used up reading an article about adult adhd like last week)….. thing that nyt does.

but anyway. back on topic lol. the crux of the article in both the headline and the quote snippet was that the advice asker was really dissatisfied with the 40 hour work week that came with her “dream job”. with how having this 40hr workweek gave her no time to do her busy chores like house cleaning or laundry or didn’t even give her time to let her have her hobbies/creative pursuits (whatever they were/are).

however, in the comments on the article (and apparently from those who read the article on the comments, the advice/opinion column writer) a good bunch of like gen Xer’s and baby boomers (im assuming) were ganging up on the asker like “suck it up princess, it’s what life is!!! i work 70+ hours a week and LOVE IT and have just resigned myself to the fact that i have NO time left over to do my “chores”! learn to O U T S O U R C E these life admin tasks to someone else!!! everyone MUST LEARN this in america!!! it makes life so much easier ☺️” and such.

of course, there were plenty of the same bs comments that you see on anything about careers or home ownership towards millennials/gen Z’ers about “learn to go WITHOUT and save save save and squander your time so that you NEVER live and HAVE FUN or TIME FOR HOBBIES! my bet is that your parents did that and they survived just fine while also raising your ungrateful spiteful ass (not including any type of health issues they might have picked up from such long hours/shitty working conditions) so why can’t you just L E A R N to do the same you precious spoilt brat!!! because the reality of Real Life™️ is that you can’t have it both ways!!! then you’ll have early retirement guaranteed, hopefully!!! and know that hobbies really are time wasters most of the time ☺️ or at least they were for me!!! and your precious so-called “creative pursuits” most definitely are time wasters. no one needs THOSE.” and so on so forth.

they also had jibes for her bc the asker wanted to start a family at some point apparently… and apparently it’s “much worse” once you have kids. like. thanks geraldine and henry. you’ve just told us how much you’ve resented having your kids/family in one fell swoop. your opinion which you’ve framed as unhelpful, condescending advice is now voided.

like. i don’t know how rhonda or paul or deandra or philip could miss the point so fucking entirely. why the fuck should anyone- nay everyone (bc that’s what they make it sound like)- learn to outsource their busy chores like laundry/house cleaning/grocery shopping or god knows what else- to someone else???? why is that apparently a standard expected to be learnt in the US???

like why the fuck are you so desperate for people not to have free time to do these things (unless of course they live in some of those shitty nyc or other big city apartment blocks that don’t come with individual private laundries in the self-contained flats or a communal laundry on like the bottom floor or w/e for example) frank????

deidre why the hell are you so bitterly hankering about “be grateful that you have it easier than most and learn that hobbies mean jackshit and just sell your soul and time to your boss!!! when will the generation stopping being “me me me!!!” and “work life balance!” and think about the company’s bottom line!! learn that “work life balance” is never important! work like a slave for 50 years and see if your valuable experience is needed then! that’s when you’ll learn that those hours where you were never being lazy, instead of just expecting life to be handed to you, will have paid off!” or whatever other ridiculously toxic capitalist bullshit they were spitting out.

obviously there were FAR MORE people actually supporting the question asker and echoing the idea that the 40hr workweek is now redundant. they were also putting down the opinion/advice piece writer’s advice to the asker….. that was apparently similar to the all the bitter people on the comments saying that the 27yo was just “asking for too much” and had to “learn to suck it up instead of being a petulant and overly selfish dick!!” etc etc etc. we all know the spiel as thoroughly as the macarena now.

because whats so fucking wrong with wanting time to yourself and wanting time to do your busy chores??? why the fuck should i be outsourcing these to other people (unless of course you’re still living at home and your parents are still like “hey what clothes do you need washed i’m doing a load rn” or you have a partner that works from home or has some type of parental leave etc)???? i want to do my own laundry. i want to do my own gardening (ok lawn mowing or tree lopping (if needed) i’d actually outsource bc i can’t lift or push lawn mowers bc they’re heavy af for me or and i obvs can’t use a chainsaw)… but i want to do my own grocery shopping. i want to do my own cooking (although i would consider the meal kit services once i had job that allowed me to afford like $50 a month for one of those meal kits sub services) i want to do my own cleaning.

why, if i lived in the US and not australia, am i just expected to learn to outsource all of these tasks even if i don’t have the money for it??? like why the actual fuck are so many of you so fucking weirdly proud of being absolutely worked into the fucking ground for your “great country” (although this is actually bleeding through to australia too and i hate it); working like literally close to 100 hours a week???

because i wasn’t aware you had to be whatever the fuck his name is from 127 hours and cut your fucking limbs off just to fucking survive a job in either corporate america or just let alone any goddamned job in america….. all so they can supposedly “learn to like working for free and devaluing your worth even more to your employer through overworking yourself and always being available!!! mental health is for those who aren’t built for the Real Adult World™️!!! this person is a prime example of the younger generations being weak and dissatisfied with life so often because of their “oh poor little me!!! care for me!!” act. NO ONE CARES FOR YOU today. stop being so over-expectant/demanding and juvenile!!! only YOU care yourself and you should NEVER expect someone else to pick you up from YOUR bootstraps!!! you’re fucking whiny and conceited babies. the lot of you!!!”

because i honestly don’t know who the fuck would enjoy working 70+ hours week with no time to themselves to do what they enjoy doing…. or enjoy having zilch time to catch up on errands and life admin duties or just general house chores; especially if you’ve moved cities or an entire fucking state/s away from your family and support network. let alone doing the same thing on 40 hours a week.

and on top of everything, let’s not even get started on the time spent commuting to and from work or even commuting for life errands/tasks etc etc- especially if you’re like me and you’re nowhere near the capital city’s centre (ie sydney australia for me) for there to be reliable enough public transport and longer commute times to certain places in those cities (that i’ve bitched about plenty before on other posts on here about work/jobs).

get your head out of your asses warren and viola et al and realise that work life balance is literally NOT ASKING FOR MUCH and is asking employers to just have basic respect for their employees time if they work fulltime. it’s literally detrimental to ones health if they have to sacrifice what feels like (or what is literally like) their entire fucking existence to their employer just for meagre pay and just to fucking survive.

because i read a heart-breaking article last night from huffpost (posted by buzzfeed on fb) about a woman in the US who literally hid her having a second baby from her employer for an entire fucking year (literally the entire pregnancy and birth of the baby and the first 6 months post pushing the baby out) during the pandemic all because she was scared she would get demoted or lose her leading of a project and lose her bs “temp” job which had really turned into full time work although the employer never said anything about it being actually full time hours or whatever…. and plus the lady herself was apparently to scared to ask to be put on the books fulltime too for some weird reason.

like honestly. fuck capitalism. fuck thinking that “work life balance is just too hard for employers to add and regulate. it’s an excuse and ploy for workers to be unprofessional, unproductive and lazy!” or whatever the fuck. everyone deserves time to themselves to pursue their interests/hobbies and busy chores/life admin. no one deserves to waste their entire life working 70+ work weeks for those employers who literally have no respect for their employees personal lives and time.

and particularly during the time that is the pandemic as we’ve seen so many companies having to learn to wholeheartedly embrace working from home and more flexible schedules for their workers. worklife balance is absolutely fucking beneficial for everyone involved.

america fix your bullshit work ethic right now lmao.

[rigelmejo]

march 3/15/2021

im trying to read through tae kim’s grammar guide right now because i’m officially further in the nukemarine LLJ  memrise decks (there’s tae kim grammar guide sections in there) than i am in actually reading the grammar guide. And obviously these example sentences in the memrise deck would teach me more if i CLEARLY understood why they’re like how they are. which i... need to read the grammar guide section to understand lol.

my goal rn with japanese is? to get further in the nukemarine LLJ decks than i did last time. I’ve already mildly accomplished that (have done officially MORE of the tae kim section than before, have NOT redone the 190 common words i did last time i did this though). there are about 400 more cards in this tae kim section (LLJ 4) and then 1000ish cards in the common word section (LLJ 5). I would love to get them done. 

it would be sweet if i could get them done before April 22?/24? whenever Nier Replicant comes out because then I could play that baby in english and japanese! Then Nier Automata! ToT The Entire thing that kicked me back into wanting to study japanese was my old love for certain video games and desperately wanting to know what their stories/characters are like before translation/localization. So it would be cool if I could play them a little ;-; or at least check out lets plays. 

(which, checking out the kh2 lets play has been going pretty well so far... also that part where namine says “we aren’t meant to exist” and roxas says “how could you say such a thing? even if it were true” he says in japanese like “thats brutal/harsh to say. even if its true.” ...great to know that line is equally raw and heartbreaking in japanese lol. KH2′s localization did real good on like equal vibe to original just like ‘less nuanced’ if that makes sense. also thanks to the chinese hanzi i know now watching the KH2 lets play means i can figure out a lot of noun’s writing even though i don’t catch the pronunciation... also i’m catching a lot of words that mean like ‘beautiful/good’ as in like ‘great move’ and ‘dang’ lol.)

i had to stop myself from redoing the chinese flashcards i’ve done in the past! because i get ‘into a zone’ lol. And i really don’t need to waste time redoing those 2000 cards. i also needed to stop myself from doing the hsk 5-6 cards. because realistically? i know half of them, i should just set a lot to ‘ignore’ on the computer but im too lazy, and i’m learning a lot of vocab from reading right now. i don’t need hsk words to pass any test. The words i’m learning right now in reading are a lot more applicable to the actual shows i watch/things i listen to/things i read. its more useful to me to keep reading. and also to not sidetrack my japanese lol. i have read... 39 chapters this month... this month is only half over! hanshe is truly motivating ToT it also helps the story CONSTANTLY ends on cliffhangers so i keep clicking next chapter. who knows, maybe hanshe will help me kick up my reading speed. it already shaved off 10 minutes per 20 pages - now my 20 pages are down to 30 minutes to read, which is better than a few months ago. hanshe has 155 chapters so i HOPE it speeds up my reading lol.

hanshe is increasing my vocab though, its definitely noticeable over time. and hanshe has really good repetition of vocab which helps with learning and later the payoff means i never have to look up the word in future once its learned while it remains useful to me and i keep being reminded of it. after i get bored of hanshe OR i finish it, whichever comes first, its either back to a priest novel or into another pingxie fanfic written by hanshe’s author. The author did one fanfic that’s only 33 chapters so that would be NICE to do after this one lol ToT

summary of what’s turned out to be my studying methods this month:

Japanese:

reading through grammar guides (the one yue-muffin made and tae kim’s). so just grammar explanation reading.

doing nukemarine LLJ decks (in the ACTUAL order they are in the deck to completion - last time i did like 3 per time and never finished any lol. this is bolded because it’s the primary activity i’m prioritizing). so SRS flashcards. it’s working well right now because i can just put this activity in anytime i have downtime, like when i pause shows (since we know me i gotta take a break from a show every 20 minutes lol). i am bafflingly in a flashcard mood and i’m trying to take advantage of it while i got it. 

*when i feel like it: watching kh2 lets play. so some immersion where i look up words. (and when Nier Replicant remaster releases next month I’m likely to at least a tiny bit try to play it in japanese ToT lol we’ll see)

so grammar reading, srs flashcards covering some grammar/listening/reading/vocab, and some optional immersion.

(a note: i gave up on the japaneseaudiolessons for now because i got bored. its a great resource! i just don’t feel like it right now. and from an efficiency perspective, nukemarine LLJ decks cover vocab, grammar, audio, reading - so I don’t need another resource for that right now).

Chinese:

reading through hanshe. so immersion reading, intensive reading looking up unknown words. (unknown words are happening less so its getting less ‘intense’ lol)

listening to Chinese Spoonfed Audio. so listening to audio flashcards. for building up listening comprehension/repetition to pick up some more common words. (i’ve been doing this during daily walks making it much easier for me to consistently do, doing it mainly to supplement the Reading Heavy study i’m doing, i can drop this and pick it up later if i want since its mostly easy background listening)

*I am slowly rereading the grammar guide on www.chinese-grammar.com for explicit grammar clarification. but this is not a high priority, since I sort of implicitly understand a lot of this and i’m not working on fixing production mistakes yet. i just... miss knowing wtf is going on in the grammar lol.

*when i feel like it: Listening Reading The Glass Maiden/Love and Redemption Novel. I’ve done 2-3 hours of it this past week, but i don’t know when or if I’ll just stop. Thankfully l-r is beneficial somewhat even if i switch up books later. i WANT to L-R you have no idea (to Silent Reading and Guardian REALLY badly lol). But its so time intensive, and requires a lot of focus, and i have to really plan to do it for an hour at a time usually. I am so bad at doing stuff for that long consistently. I was in the mood earlier this week! ToT 

*when i feel like it: watching chinese shows raw. I was super in the mood this month because Word of Honor came out, and Killer and Healer came out, and Rattan came out, and I didn’t want to wait for subs. As a result I watched a LOT of raw episodes this month. However, english subs have caught up and since I’m lazy I’m inclined to just watch the subs - especially since youku ITSELF just put english subs on their most-ahead viewing schedule version of the eps on youku vip. so guess who’s buying youuku vip today? -3-)/ That said... even if I stop for a while, if Rattan subs move too slow I’ll probably watch those raw. And as SOON as 2ha’s drama Immortality drops I am highly likely to watch the raws for that since I likely won’t be able to wait. Watching shows is pretty highly dependent on how much I want to watch something and if subs take a while lol. 

so reading, and listening. and a little listening-reading method too. mainly just working on reading, listening, vocab acquisition. chinese is going good - for a few months now i’ve just had the plan ‘read often while looking up unknown words, and add some listening study activity when i have time.’ It’s simple, and its been working well.  later on down the road i’ll need some explicit grammar clarification again, but this is bare bones enough of a study plan at the moment. i’m clearly picking up words and phrases and hanzi at a reasonable pace. its not the Fastest obviously, but it is causing improvement over time and since i’m enjoying it i see no reason to change it up.

ending things

...who knows WHY i am so well focused this month with so much energy... tbh... i track how many chapters i read a month/audio i listen to/show episodes i watch etc, and this month is like as much as 3 other of my usual months combined. also my japanese has been basically ‘dabbling only’ prior to this month.

 although... maybe in part its how i’ve gotten better at reading hanshe? Reading being easier certainly motivates me TO read more. And watching shows was MUCH easier this month (still not ‘easy’ but following the main plot is) which definitely makes me Want to watch more. Also i am... unbelievably motivated by a challenge. I think i got it in my head that i ‘really want to do more of Nukemarine’s LLJ courses and see how much i understand after them’ and now... i really want them DONE. so maybe the current things motivating me will hold out for a while. 

(On the listening-reading front meanwhile, that activity takes SO much concentration its hard to do if i’m tired, BUT i have so many TRANSLATED novels i want to read recently and honestly its fun hearing the chinese narration and audiobook actors so like... i very much Want to do l-r so i can hear them as i read the translation... immovable object of me tired versus how much i’m interested in them lol ToT).

also thank u thank u @a-whump-muffin for sending me those lets plays because honestly it got me so excited again and its so cool to see them!!! <3 <3 and its so much easier to watch them versus committing to playing a whole game myself just yet ToT 

[selfcareparker]

okay fghsgdj yes you can say girl ! my pronouns are she/her :) okay but fr pause, i read this like 3 minutes after you posted it (or at least my notif said 3mins lmao) bUT IM IN BED AND I USUALLY HAVE MY COMPUTER OPEN WITH YOUR RESPONSE SO I MAKE SURE I ADDRESS EVERYTHING AND THEN SEND IN THE ASK ON MY PHONE HDGSJSH anyway, time to get my ass up 😔 but wait i find you so funny like honestly, reading that cracked me all the way up. and i feel the “lol” thing so hard!!!! idk why i do it all the time (i’m tryna stop) but i’ll say something with lol at the beginning and lol at the end... it might be a defense mechanism at this point lol (😔) AND (i need to stop with the uppercase too it’s not funny anymore) I DONT KNOW WHY I LAUGHED SO HARD JDHSK WHEN YOU SAID ALSO AGAIN HAHAHAH LIKE UR HAHHAH also my sleep schedule is not pretty either lmao but i’m homeschooled so i never have to get up for anything? hhdhsis idk but i’m glad you slept!! you need sleep!!

also (pls no i cannot) why did i not know what ykwim meant until i reread this?? like it makes so much sense- anyway! i think it’s so cool that you’re excited for university! idk why but i do lol like you’re getting ready for the future (masters degree and all that) & you’re (maybe) going to england anyway so that’s cool haha (hopefully when you go you can see your relatives 🤞🏾)

the fact that you get happy seeing my asks i- 💓💓

you make me wanna go to London & England so bad urghhhh like i’ve only been out of the country once (to Canada for a family reunion) but it sounds so prettyyyyy & i’m so sorry that cov*d is messing everything up and i hope you can see your relatives soon :(

now to address the whole english speaking/writing: I FIND THAT SO WEIRD DUHSKSJ i don’t know how an english speaking person could say that if you don’t write it 100% grammatically correct.... that it’s wrong? when literally, over here at least, WE’RE SO GRAMMATICALLY INCORRECT HAHHAAH in both the way we talk and write!! and lol you’re welcome,, AND THE PARAGRAPH DID MAKE SENSE HDHSJSH & your rant is fine because... that is actually a bit ??? bc no one writes with 100% grammar lol

OH MY GOSH (see this uppercase thing is addictive) YOU STUDIED LATIN FOR 6 YEARS??? that’s really cool 🥺 the way that you know/speak 3+ languages i- NOT EVEN 3+ LIKE 6+ (german, english, latin, french, serbian, italian, and everything that comes with latin lmao) even if it’s just a tiny bit like wowee. it is really fascinating!!! i had the opportunity to take latin and i... didnt. i took art instead BUT ONLY CUZ MY FRIENDS WERE IN THAT CLASS AND ART LOOKED FUN IM SORRY

PLEASE WHY DO YOU KNOW EVERYONE?? that sounds so fricking cool tell your mom (mum or mama it’s really fine lol) that she sounds awesome. i think Jamaica would be fun either way!! i mean it looks pretty from pictures? i was a baby so i honestly have no recollection hahaha

LMAOO NOT U SAYING THIS IS LONGER THAN SOME OF MY FICS- PLEASE GIRL IM TELLING YOU I VERBALLY LAUGHED HAHAHAHAHAH but yea you really don’t need to apologize i like reading everything you say 🥺 HDKSHS AND UR FINE WE WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT ME BEFORE uhhh hmm uhh lemme think i, well, i saw chaos walking yesterday (big tom holland fan over here) and it was alright.. my mom acted a fool at all the jump scares LMAO but it was funny... since i’m talking about movies (this is hella random i know) but i like shark movies HDKJSSJ my favorite is the meg (it’s so good ohmigosh) and the 47 meters down movies aren’t bad either... i have two younger brothers... iiiii AM IN LOVE WITH MUSIC PHEW anddd i’m homeschooled (i think i mentioned that lol) i think that’s a good amount ahahaha AND IM HUNGRY RN JDHSJ

now. please. let me address the edit. i just want you to know that.. when i talk about your fics and i finish them and everything i’m not looking for more? like obviously if you’re writing i’m gonna read it but you don’t need to feel pressured or anything (idk if you do) to put more fics out lol like they’re great and i’m just sending the praise bc i love the ones that are there :’) but i’m so happy you’re working through your writers block!!! yay so so happy for you!!! and PUHLEASE anything you write is fantastic, i feel the exact same way when i write but girl. you’re fine. it’s gonna be great. (idk if this made any sense but... okay)

(and my cousin calls her mom mama so it’s really okay hahah i even call my mom mama sometimes) (and where you got the number “16 sentences” beats me but i still cracked up) (is this me pretending i had tags? maybe) HAHAHAHA OK BYE ❤️❤️ why did this take me so long to send i have no clue, AND WHY AM I OVERTHINKING EVERYTHING I SAID SHAJSHSJ ANYWAY BYE btw i love us too... like iconic // lovely anon 💓

me reading this:

also the dedication you put into sending me stuff— like with the laptop and phone and ahsksk 🥺🥺🥺

i’ll update you when i’ve started uni btw, i’m getting more and more excited every single day haha but i still have 3 weeks until it starts and even then I’ll obviously have to get used to it and everything, but you’re making me even more excited about it sksjshsg

yeah i wanna go to england too dkshsh let’s be sad together over the fact the we can’t travel eksjsh😔😭 but hopefully the wait will make it even better in the end <33 also i talk to loads of relatives over the phone at least once a week so it’s not too bad for me! but i miss their house 😭lmao

and i knowww snshsh so many native english speakers just make so many mistakes— and obviously i get that some things are slang but some things are simply wrong ajsh, the thing is no one has ever told me that my english is bad (i know it’s not bad anyway, but i’m still insecure) or no one has ever pointed out any mistakes, but yeah it’s mostly just insecurity dkshsg but yes thanks for saying what you said (previously as well as in this ask)😌🥰

Okay now for latin— girlll i don’t blame u for choosing art over latin esp. when all of your friends are doing art as well!! I’d choose art over latin as well lol skshsg but in year 6 we had to choose between latin and french, and at the time i didn’t like french? which was dumb of me and now i wanna learn french ekdhs but i don’t regret choosing latin at all bc if i properly learn french one day then i’ll already know understand loads of stuff (or at least some stuff lol) just thanks to latin 😌😌 but still, art>>>latin skskshshgs

I wanna watch chaos walking too!!! But i don’t get when/where/how it’s out lmao, cinemas are still closed here so i’ll either have to wait or find it somewhere online... il*egally 🥰 i don’t have high expectations at all btw but i like daisy and tom and the dog🥺 so i think i’ll enjoy it

GIRL SHARK FILMS SHARK FOLMS SKSJSHSHS okay so there are a few classics i haven’t watched yet, and also a few new ones that i haven’t seen yet BUT I LOVE SHARK FILMS SO MUCH SKSHSGSGSKK the first like proper shark film i ever watched was the shallows (which i like but my brain is still too small to comprehend what happened at the end (i mean i get it but i just can’t imagine it— idek if you’ve seen the film but skshhs)) and after watching it three times it does get a bit boring (but now whenever i see pictures or videos of big waves i’m just waiting for a shark to show up like come ON SKSJSG

^^^that pic/scene really traumatised me sksjsh but i still like the film

I only watched jaws like a few months ago, and i get that it’s a classic and also that it’s old and they just didn’t have the best.. equipment or special effects or whatever but i mean... look at meg and then look at jaws.... no disrespect to jaws at ALL but the meg is so much cooler. (That one scene on the boat where the shark just JUMPS OUT OF THE WATER AND SKSJSHHSUSJHA i get such a shock every time it’s so good (and the dog aww aksjshssli 🥺🥺🥰 and the boy with the ice cream lmao he’s iconic)

47 metres down, wow, i liked that film too. (i’ve only watched the original/first one i think) i mean that is such a fucking nightmare scenario like ALSJDHSNEMSKDJSHSJSKWBALSODUEWBSLDKHDJSNSKSKSHSGEBWKAISGSHEKEKSKLDJDJDHDHSHAGGA (that’s the best way i can express my feelings about that scenario lmao)

oh and i’ve recently been watching more horror films but i don’t know if they’re for me... I like the thrill and whatever but i just end up being scared for my life when i have to go to the bathroom at night or when i’m trying to sleep bc suddenly my mind is flooded with all the scary shit from the films 💀💀💀

and music i mean... you know those people who just don’t listen to music? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEM???? i honestly like all genres especially in the last year, i am IN LOVE with Nicki Minaj + Megan andddd Stormzy and i like Harry Styles but i prefer his first solo album (and obviously one direction has bangers i have a throwback 1D session at least once a month), I also love MGK especially his new stuff and otherwise i mostly listen to german artists lmao. So who do you like?💖 (WHY DO I FEEL LIKE YOURE GONNA SAY SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SKAHAGUS IF YOU LISTEN TO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT MUSIC DONT JUDGE ME AJSHDJS) (i know you’re not gonna judge me but)

++ @ the thing you said about writing, don’t worry, i don’t feel pressured at all!!! (not by you and not by anybody else.. except myself sometimes lol) and i’m just very happy that you liked my fics 🥰🥰🥰 and if i start telling people that i’m writing a fic then sometimes it puts a bit of (healthy) pressure on me. like yes sometimes it really is writer’s block, but sometimes i really am just lazy ddkshhd so now that i’ve told you i’m writing a fic i might get my ass up quicker than i would if i hadn’t told anyone 😌😌😌

[lcngview]

✈️ — ⌜park jimin, cismale, cis male⌟  ↝  have you heard ? it seems like the heir of the HAE was very close to Liam Yu too. they go by ISAAC and they were Liam's MUSE. their network is of 87M and they’re only TWENTY FOUR … what a burden it must be. i heard they can be very ENERGETIC and LIGHT-HEARTED but these last few months, their RESTLESS and EMOTIONAL personality has been showing more. the media is sure having a filled day with them! i hope this road trip with friends will help them. did you know that LATE NIGHTS AT THE DANCE STUDIO, NEW TATTOOS THAT HIS PARENTS CAN’T SEE,  A GRILLED CHEESE WITH TRUFFLE OIL AND HANGING OUT WITH THE FAMILY DOG DURING DINNER PARTIES really show their true persona ? maybe Liam was the only one who knew that.

hello my darlings!! i’m lis and this is my cinnamon roll isaac. he’s a old muse of mine that i’ve decided to repurpose so there’s still some random holes in his backstory i still have to figure out so pls excuse me. i’m kind of a hot mess all the time honestly but ily all already and im v excited to start writing with you! you can find me on discord ( *𝙡𝙞𝙨.#2158 ) or we can just chat on tumblr <3

oh also you can find isaac’s pinterest here! its not totally finished but u know.

basics.

name: isaac hae gender: cis male. age: twenty-four ( 24 ) sexuality: homosexual. birthday: december 14th. zodiac: sagittarius hometown: new york, ny.

physical.

faceclaim: park jimin. hair: naturally black, currently dyed and styled like this. eyes: brown. build: despite his small stature he has an athletic build with strong legs from dancing.

tattoos: [he has a few artsy ones mostly on his back and ribs where his parents can’t see them but i'm too lazy to list them rn, i’ll get to it eventually jfkjsbjk] height: 5′7″

languages: english, korean

+ traits: energetic, light-hearted - traits:  restless, emotional

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bio.

↳ isaac hae was born and raised in new york ctiy as the only child to two real estate developers turned luxury hotel owners in december 1996.

↳ his parents weren’t around much when he was growing up so he was raised mostly by the families butler Simon; as a result, isaac isn’t really all that close to his parents. to this day, despite having lived on his own for the past 6 years he still makes it a point to go to the family estate to see Simon when he can.

↳ isaac was around five when his parents began enrolling him in various afterschool activities; soccer, piano, tennis, archery, but he knew he had no interest in doing any of those things. he wanted to dance. after a few months of begging his mother gave in and enrolled him in a contemporary dance school. while his father was never silent about his dislike for his only son being interested in dance isaac never really cared, he barely saw his dad anyways.

↳ it didn’t take long after he started dancing for his teacher to notice his natural talent and isaac quickly became the most skilled dancer in his year, the competition trophies and metals quickly filling up the bookshelf in his bedroom.

↳ when isaac was around twelve his mom was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer almost out of the blue. this dropped a bomb on his relatively normal life up until that point. the next nine months were spent in and out of hospitals as his mom got treatment from the best doctors in the world. despite the fact that he was never all that close to her the fact that she was sick and not getting better made him rethink their relationship, she was his mom after all. 

↳ after his mom passed isaac spent the next few years throwing himself into dance more than usual while the relationship with his father quickly deteriorated. the only time his father made it a point to talk to his son was to ask about school and how the college search was going, only interested in the future reputation of the company his son would take over. 

↳ isaac eventually graduated high school and ran off to college, wanting to escape being under his father's thumb as quickly as possible. this was where he met liam. the older boy had wandered into the dance studio one day while isaac practiced for an upcoming showcase asking if he could watch and while he was confused at first he eventually agreed. 

↳ the first few times all liam did was sit in the corner and watch isaac while he practiced, only asking a few questions but not really speaking much beyond a greeting and saying goodbye. by the third or fourth time liam showed up at the studio he didn’t come empty-handed like normal, instead he had a sketchbook which he had immediately opened once isaac started dancing.

↳ it wasn’t until a few weeks had passed that isaac learned what liam had been doing, why he had continued coming to the studio even after that first time and was now sketching him. he had been painting isaac... and not just once either. after some coaxing liam eventually showed isaac the paintings.

↳ it was from that point on that liam and isaac developed an interesting relationship, anytime the older boy was feeling particularly uninspired he would come watch the younger one dance. isaac wasn’t totally sure what it was about his dancing that inspired liam but he didn’t ask, genuinely enjoying the company as he was usually alone in the studio at night. eventually the two became actual friends, keeping in touch even after liam had graduated. 

↳ the next few years isaac spent dancing and working towards his business degree (to appease his father and the board of directors) before eventually graduating and moving into one of the penthouse apartments owned by his father's company in downtown new york city. 

↳ despite being in the same city as liam (most of the time), with their crazy schedules it was difficult to see each other as often as either one of them would have liked. but liam still made a point to come to the studio to watch him dance when he had time. 

↳ currently isaac works for his dad and dances at a nearby studio whenever he’s not at work. 

tldr; isaac is just a dancing cinnamon with some parental issues spurring from his moms death and father just not being around. 

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personality.

isaac can be a sassy little shit when he wants to be, typically always joking around and always in a good mood. it’s very rare to see this boy have an off day. despite this isaac has the most insane worth ethic which is why he is either practicing at the studio or working, rarely letting himself have any sort of off time (he prefers it this way tbh). at the end of the day isaac is really just a giant ball of sunshine wrapped up in a cinnamon roll. all he wants is to be your friend and make sure you feel loved. (he doesn’t always save a lot of that love for himself though asfjhg)

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headcanons.

↳ third generation korean-american, his grandparents moved to the states in the early 1960′s.

↳ despite being comfortable with his sexuality he hasn’t totally come out of the closet to his family and doesn’t see that happening anytime soon. outside of his friends, he tries to keep his sexual preferences on the down-low, not wanting the media to get wind of it. 

↳ is NOT a morning person, never was and probably never will be. the only time isaac doesn’t have his sunshine personality on full display is in the first couple hours after he wakes up so he makes it a point to avoid everyone until he feels more like himself.

↳ isaac is absolutely terrible about his phone. it’s always dead or broken (despite being able to buy a brand new one) and he almost prefers it that way. this boy always has at least 17 unread texts and 9 missed calls at all times. if you are trying to get in contact with him it’s best to just give up.

↳ while in college he did his best to keep his family's wealth a secret, not wanting people to look at him differently just because he had a large trust fund waiting for him. 

↳ it wasn’t until a couple years ago that isaac realized he had a crush on liam and it scared the crap out of him. almost immediately after he came to the realization he knew liam could never find out and shoved the feelings deep down. isaac valued their friendship too much to ruin it but now kind of regrets not saying anything now.

↳ the duality this boy possesses is almost comical. day to day he is just isaac, the ball of sunshine and happiness most people know him to be but the moment he steps into that dance studio he turns into a different person. he becomes the type of person you probably wouldn’t want to bring home to your parents. isaac can turn this side of him on and off like a switch though most of the time he doesn’t realize that he is even doing it in the first place.

[teryster]

smol life update (aka there goes my “i will be more active” resolution lmao)

i’m moving (again)

like, right now.

to a different city (more like a village)

it was very fast decision, pray for meh it’s a good one

I’ve dropped my retail job!! (again) HURRAYYYY (and didn’t tell anyone at work lmao) EYYYYYY

which means now I have no job!! HUR- oh

BUT!! I have so many ideas, already fleshed out projects or even things I couldn’t get back to that I CAN PICK UP AGAIN. I will update about what I’m working on rn here too but IF YOU’RE ON PATREON, definitely do follow me there (you don’t need to be a patron, just have an account and click FOLLOW, it will put my posts on your feed for free!) I’m gonna be reworking the whole page next week! >>> PATREON <<<

I’ve been slowly chewing through commissions and I gotta say I’m so incredibly lucky to get so quality characters, ideas and lovely commissioners?? So this is definitely a shout out to all of you who ever threw money at me, i luv yall no kiddin ♥♥♥

SNEAK PEEKS:

I have joined my first ever protest and it was EPIC, I know we did just the bare fkin minimum but I felt so powerful anyway haha. There was a wonderful workshop beforehand by Activism on the Road (these two...not all heroes wear capes :’)) and I took out much inspiration and motivation out of it. I’m!!!so!!!hYPE (and scared, standing up to the masses is hard af my dudes) AND it was so cool to see that one of my fav blogs @necessaryveganism met with them few weeks later too?? THE WORLD IS SMALL

I may have finally found a sport that I might enjoy?? I’m so hype to start, I need fresh air... AND im writing it here so yall hold me accountable in case I get lazy/depresso and don’t do anything lol

ME N MY FAV FRIENDS @batbiscuit @lesoldatmort @sassypatriot started a DND campaign!! I was so scared at first but hey guess what shit is good when ur with good ppl uvu I’m so grateful omfg TAT

i feel like tumblr is burying my posts really deep? i wish there was some “mark as seen” option because even tho I try to schedule stuff, people often tell me they didn’t see anything? wtf tumblr

my phone is nearing it’s death, barely anything works and thus my instagram and twitter went into hibernation mode OTL I HOPE that I will be able to get another phone soon hah

I MISS @humantrampoline85 @paladinical @fiendstooth WHAT ARE YOU UP TO GUYSSS

Disclaimer: we do not quarantee safety from the amount of !!! in this post, they serve the purpose of falsely bringing up happy feelings instead of constant fear in the author so please bear with us

[thathumanwiththecatears]

Because i am awake rn because im drinking coffee and i cant just down it cause i will feel super sick im gonna just write some hair care recommendations cause i was taking care of my own hair last night and now.

So first thing is to not wash it everyday. Dont do that. Obv you can take a shower everyday but dont wash your hair every time. If you do do that right now then I recommend slowly bringing yourself away from it by doing it every other, then after a few weeks every 3 and then every 4. My reccommended length is every 3-4 days between. I actually usually wash my hair on sunday and wednesday nights as that works best with my schedule.

Next is to condition your hair every time you get it wet. Like not in the ocean or pool or smthn but like in the shower. I condition my hair every time i shower cause i like to rinse out my hair to make sure its not like gross from sweat or like dust or dirt so to protect it i also always condition it.

Do hair masks, best would be once a week, i do them about once a month because im lazy af and i use a super super healthy mask when i do it. But literally you can just use like dollar store conditioner, maybe mix in an egg white and/or honey and leave it in for a while and you are fantastic.

Heat is bad for hair, if you use heat use some kind if protection. Even like just coconut oil is better than nothing, but if possible avoid heat especially on damaged hair.

And because my coffee is now gone one more last tip before i go back to sleep, brush your hair. Some people think brushing can harm your hair but no, it takes out loose hairs and spreads the natural oils down your head so they arent all on your scalp. Regular brushed work fine but boar hair brushes are best. I have 2 boar hair brushes and i usually use them at least once a day. But dont brush it too much because thay can hurt your hair, i was addicted to brushing my hair when it was longer and red and it made my hair so broken and awful because it was already so damaged from bleaching it to death.

Oh and make sure to trim it regularly to get rid if dead ends. Okay i hope you enjoyed and learned something goodnight

[olikjournal]

things are weird

this is just gonna be me saying whatever for however long i feel ok typing in the dark and hoping i dont wake my parents. today was a weird day and it didn’t start great, bc i have a cold rn and just ugh i hate being sick and then i went to lunch w my extended family and that was okay, i didn’t rlly wanna go either way but it was fine, i just ate and rewatched black friday and talked to my aunt a bit, the food was good. but then i just got angry and frustrated and wouldve gotten into a fight w my mom if we weren’t in public over stupid things like that they wanted to stop at a fucking open house for like 20 mins before going home and god i was just sick and tired and had hw to do and so i was just pissy and listened to music and didn’t speak until we got home and then went to my room and didn’t do any homework or anything actually productive for hours so great day huh. and ive been getting more sleep lately, but also im just more n more tired and this month i think rlly got me to the edge of burning out or fucking it all up again even tho my grades are actually pretty good again, but god its so hard. my appointment is in 5 days so that great but god i just genuinely cant do homework or projects or anything outside of school and i feel like such a failure and incompetent compared to like basically everyone else and i mean its good that i have more outlets than i used to, like this blog for once, but just either im so tired or theres so much and lately its been easier to just be tired. i cant continue w my class schedule for algebra and chem bc going from algebra to chemistry is so fucking hard on my brain and either i try in algebra bc i Have to pass this semester and then im dead in chem the next period or i dont do shit in algebra again and i actually understand and enjoy chemistry and god i just want to stay home sick tomorrow but i Know my parents wont let me since ive already done it too much  for their liking this year and i just cant stop thinking about how much better everything would be if i didn’t have school, just having to worry about a job and everything else and yea it’d suck but it wouldn’t be school, and like i actually love my school and couldn’t imagine being anywhere else and its not like i hate it but god just homework and anything i have to do outside of class is just impossible it seems and the good productive days have never outweighed the bad stupid lazy ones and god idk im Really Tired rn but i dont want to sleep bc then i have to wake up and do tomorrow and i dont get dreams anymore.