#it could maybe be an allergic reaction I guess but I was just with family and my family is usually careful enough to avoid-

[butnobodycame627]

hhhhhhh I can't have nice things

[cherryrikis]

SWEET LATTE

PAIRING non idols yang jungwon x fem reader

WARNINGS none

GENRE fluff

SYNOPSIS you and jungwon decide to get a cat. and he loves it more than he’d admit.

despite the two of you being incredibly allergic, you somehow managed to convince jungwon to let you get a cat, since maeum has been with his parents.

so you did. you brought it home. but now you were clueless on what to do, since you both were dog people.

“is it.. dead?” he asked, gently poking the chubby kitten.

“no wonnie, it’s not dead! he’s just sleeping!” you swatted his hand away before scooping up the kitty and holding it in your arms.

as soon as your new pet felt it being lifted off the surface, he immediately woke up, snuggling closer into your grasp. holding the cat out to your boyfriend, he hesitated to pet it, you literally had to bring his hand up for him.

but as soon as jungwon made contact with the cat, “achoo!” he sneezed out loud.

“this was a terrible idea.” he sniffled, wiping his nose with a tissue.

“well you’re gonna have to watch him when i go to the office in.. an hour.” you informed, checking your phone for the time.

“what? you’re working today? i can’t take care of it alone!”

you shrugged in response, before turning back to the kitty in your arms. “you’re so cute!” you cooed. “i’m gonna name you latte!” and immediately, you continuously pecked the top of latte’s head as he purred.

“latte? really? that’s so basic.” jungwon grimaced as he looked at the little beige cat. it was a scottish fold with white spots. “i know it’s basic, but i can’t resist! he’s just the sweetest thing ever.”

“am i no longer your favorite sweet thing?” he joked, playfully pouting as you placed latte in his arms.

“the sweetest,” you gave him a long kiss on the lips before pulling away. “so don’t be like that. i’m gonna go get ready now.” you smiled.

“what am i gonna do with you?” jungwon sighed, staring at latte as he crawled across the couch when they finally sat back down.

by the time you came home, you absolutely were not expecting the sight in front of you. hurrying to take a warm shower, you wrapped your hair in a towel before going to sit next to jungwon in the living room.

you laughed as your boyfriend dangled his keys above latte’s head, the cat reaching out it’s paws tirelessly.

you leaned into jungwon, laying your head on his shoulder as he continued to play with your new child.

“oh jungwon..” you gasped, using your hand to turn his head so he could face you. you examined his red face, his eyes puffy from his allergies.

“it’ll go away later. i took medicine.”

“guess you love him don’t you?” “of course.” he sighed.

“and latte is just so sweet isn’t he?”

“the sweetest.”

“i think he has your eyes.” you point out, comparing the two as you often switched your gaze. “he’s like our little baby.”

“you’re saying i’m a cat?” jungwon raised a brow.

“maybe. i’m also saying our future daughter would look a lot like you.” you shrugged.

“what?” his eyes widened, fully turning to you in shock, “you’d really be willing to start a family with me?”

“of course. i mean, not too soon obviously, we’re only 20. but in the future, i think we’d make really good parents.” you smiled.

jungwon’s heart swelled, and his face ran hot (not just as an allergic reaction).

“my heart is so full right now.” he sighed, taking one hand off the cat to hug your waist as you wrapped your arms around his bicep.

“you’d be a great mother, and a gorgeous wife. also, i totally think we’re gonna have a son.” he whispered.

“daughter.” “son.”

“if we have a son, we should name him-” “i am not naming my son after the cat.” jungwon mumbled.

“whatever.” you grumbled.

“anyway. i can’t believe we got to talk about all this because of a cat. i guess they really are lucky.” he chuckled, leaning further into you as you held him tighter.

“guess that makes you my lucky charm then, doesn’t it?”

“guess so..” jungwon licked his lips, before leaning his head down to kiss you softly.

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[plantsandpies]

So I came out to my parents as asexual when I was 13 (which didn’t go well because my parents cannot fathom not having sexual attraction. Don’t worry. They still don’t understand but they don’t have bad reactions now, so..). But anyways, my mom then started, I guess, doing research or maybe figured this out from me talking, I don’t know, but she figured out she was bi.

You want to know why she didn’t realize before? Because she thought everyone was bi. Kinda like how if you’re not deadly allergic to something but it makes your mouth itchy so you just assume everyone’s mouth gets itchy (me with bananas). But how could you not notice other people around you don’t like the same gender?

My mom grew up Mormon. They were against gay people and told them it was wrong. Which my mom and most of the rest of my immediate family also think is bullshit (fuck you Steven). But this is why she thought everyone was bi. Because they had to tell people. She figured that everyone must experience this because why else would they have to be told not to? She still thinks that the majority of people are bi for the same reason. But she now knows that some people are in fact straight.

So me coming out led my mom to realize that she was bi and that other people were not.

[iheartteamnuke]

Every song from Short Circuits 03 by The Garages and how it relates to Skyblock Kingdoms

Because I'm normal. Some background:

WHAT IS SHORT CIRCUITS 03? - SC3 is an album by the garages that came out in February 2022, parallel to the last short circuit season in blaseball (long story). One of the more cohesive albums that the garages made, it's about time, how fickle everything is, and what you do with what you've got. And also has the funniest disstrack ever made. (Also I'm on it)

WHY SBK? - Because there's something so finite about skyblock due to the void that's under everyone's feet, and also they're dealing with god nonsense too. So it works. And I can do whatever I want so there.

OKAY NOW ONTO THE COMPARISONS

diary entry 7/15-7/28 + fourteen days is not enough for my screams to reach your ears: O.S.S.H.A. Avid + Avoid. The horror of realizing everything can swallow you whole so quickly and being unable to stop it. There's so much you want to say. And do. And you can do none of it. So you just have to sit there. Avoid has been in limbo for 1000 years. There is so much he wants to do. So much he wants to say. He can't, there's no time and all the time in the world (if anyone's out there somewhere between me and earth / or somewhere far out in the dark places / I hope my words have brought you some comfort / for one last time, this is Alice, at the end of everything.)

will: Sapphire. Just. Everything about Sapphire. Her imprisonment in Ruby's body and how they've been there for seemingly eons and need to get out (i know my chances are gone / odds almost one thousand hundred to one / but while there's still one / one shot / im searching for a way out / i'll keep searching for a way out), the relationship between Saph + Nav as well as Ruby + Viking in general and how push and pull it is (free me, take me, see you on the other side, let me go). This is the song that made me start thinking about SBK in connection to this album as a whole because it's SO in parallel

STRIKEOUT: Doovid. I continuously describe Doovid as a webkinz soaked in milk (which he is) but he's also a lot of fun! And this song is sososososo fun but is also about the most loser webkinz soaked in milk guy ever. To be fair Doovid is not a loser, but he has the like. Vibe of someone who walked into a party without knowing anyone due to the fact that he is the only average guy on the server full of people CONSTANTLY going through it (when my horoscope said that "my life would be changed" / i thought it meant that i would get to play college basketball / but i'm here, and i hear them call my name / i guess i should go). This song could also be about Milkman if you squint.

hymn to a non-allergic reaction: my song!!! this can be taken in two/three ways- leon simping for olm (if you wanna be funny) or olm possessing vintage (if you wanna be angsty) or O.S.S.H.A. Avid tubing his friends. Hey what if god showed up and wanted you to join his cult and in order to get you to do so he wrote you the most ineffective ad jingle known to man. But also what if he made not-so-subtle threats towards your friends and alluded to your role during the end of the world (so prep your family, say goodbye [tell all of your friends goodbye] / for the sake of peace they all may die). What if you wanted literally nothing to do with this (there is another god in the sky that calls my name. i do not want to listen to it, for it does not abide by science, but nothing in this world makes sense anymore, so f*ck it all, i guess.) but couldn't get away from it so you just. Gave up. Maybe this is also about Fool but idk much about him so bear with me.

two week world: less lore and more meta- SBK and it's community! This is a small community but it's one full of love and collaboration and we will cherish it for a long time. What the SBKers do here is gonna stick with us (maybe one day our light will guide someone home).

just bad: birch please. thats it thats the whole thing. if there's a line to compare it to. were like the netherlands weather in that just like it were bad. i take no pleasure in announcing the facts.

[t-am-i-the-asshole]

AITA for threatening to no longer help my disabled friend if she retaliates against her bully?

I (17F) and my friend Chandra (15F, fake name) are really close, partially because of our disabilities. She has dyslexia and cerebral palsy and I have autism. I read to her sometimes and get people to listen to her when she’s having trouble speaking. She helps calm me down if I get overwhelmed.

Anyway, there’s this really awful guy at our school called Kilo (16M, also a fake name). He’s rough with the other kids and makes fun of anyone who gets bad grades, plus just straight up steals people’s stuff and sneaks in food some kids are allergic to (he doesn’t try to give them an allergic reaction or anything but he could be putting them in danger by eating it near them). He probably gets away with it because he’s conventionally good-looking and lies all the time.

He’s usually not that mean to me or Chandra because my reaction to bullies is just to fake being really nice and I guess that makes him feel bad? Even though I don’t know if that’s how that works. But the other day Chandra was having a lot of trouble talking in class, and he started mocking her, calling her stupid and saying she probably wishes she was never born. It was AWFUL, and of course he never got in trouble. Chandra started crying in front of everyone and he laughed at her.

Ever since, Chandra and I have both hated him, and Chandra said she wanted to get revenge. A lot of people think Kilo likes guys and they call him the F-slur behind his back, because apparently he’s never had a girlfriend and he tried to kiss his best friend once (plus everybody says he looks like a girl, which is true). I don’t know if the rest is true but Chandra believes it (she gossips a lot).

Anyway she said she’s going to tell his sexuality to his family, who she says are really Catholic and maybe even Trump supporters, so he’ll probably get in trouble. I got kind of uncomfortable because I’m asexual and used to use they/them pronouns, but she pointed out how many people Kilo has hurt and so I agreed but I really didn’t want to.

But the other day I saw a YouTube video where a guy was talking about what happened to him in a gay conversion camp and it was so awful, and apparently it happened in my state. I kind of got this sinking feeling and looked it up, and conversion therapy is still legal here. I don’t know if Kilo’s family would do that to him but even though I hate him so much I don’t want to take the risk be.

I called Chandra and said I don’t want her to tell Kilo’s family that he’s gay, and we got into an argument. She said he’s started stealing from her lunchbox, which I didn’t know, and that he needs to get put in his place. I ended up telling her that I would stop reading to her and getting people to listen to her if she did that, because if she wants to be a bigot she can deal with other bigots...

She called me a piece of shit and a fake friend and hung up. Honestly I’d probably still help her either way, but I think her revenge is too harsh. I was thinking we’d just like steal his phone or pour water on him or something.

...AITA?

[hockeyisforthegays]

did you read 264 and 265 chapter's of jjk? if so what are you thoughts? you don't have to answer i'm just curious about what you think because i feel like you have really unique observations

(love you writing, thank you in advance if you end up answering)

oh shit anon let me write you an essay. and by essay i mean a disjointed series of long ass bulletpoints. also im gonna be focusing mostly on 265 because as my friends put it i am "ceo of itadori yuuji" or the proprietor of the "itadori cinematic universe" so you could say. that i am biased

okay. one. as an overall thing. i wish that for pretty much everything . that they would just lean into it more. theres a lot of concepts im into but everything lately seems to be presented without exploration or followup. like im about to analyze this to shit but i feel like im gluing meat to a skeleton. help me out here gege

FOR EXAMPLE yuuji's ultimatum to sukuna. i wish. i wish there was more here. like in theory this is really cool to me. yuuji says You Choose Whether I Eat You Or Kill You. Will You Live With Me? Or Will You Die Alone?

I lay my Body down as a Sacrifice

but more so as a Prison

but most of all as a Mercy

the first to my Friend, the second to my Curse, and the third to the Person i hope is buried deep down inside that evil.

aaaaand then this is kinda undercut by sukuna's reaction to me. not that i need him to go full on mahito quaking rabbit ass on us tbc. but the stubborn non-engagement with the premise just makes me roll my eyes and groan. i wish gege had found a way to let this reveal SOME new or unexplored aspect of sukuna's character? one chink in the armour. one stray thought that we wouldn't expect to hear from him. something. something to latch onto.

this may be unreasonable also given that gege is writing in literally a different language but i hope we find our way somehow to the double meaning of the phrase "flesh and blood" btw. like. sukuna is yuuji's uncle and they shared a body. yuuji is trying to make sukuna come back to that body. theres something there i swear it.

sukuna, come home. we're family. you're my flesh and blood.

(while beating his ass)

like make it scary. god PLEASE put some metamorphosis stank on it. gimme that I Am You flavourrrrr

okay now also. yuuji's domain. i want to talk about yuuji's domain so bad. one thing i noticed was that he doesn't name it. at first i was pretty disappointed because im a weirdo and i love their weird word salad names, i love that e.g. fushiguro and mahito just bust out full poems on i guess instinct when they use their domains for the first time!! so the fact that yuuji didn't get one felt at first like he was being... slighted by the convention almost? but.

this is again a thing i think could have been cool if leaned into, in a few ways. ive just been having these ideas about how yuuji's domain is different from other domains, one of those ways being in its lack of a name.

first of all from a character perspective - yuuji's whole persona in battle is like warpath, tunnel vision, beat your ass shit, so it does kinda make sense that his domain would be just as no muss no fuss just get it the fuck done, in a way. once again. lean into this!!

but also, i started thinking about what we saw with characters like gojo and sukuna, and the idea of jujutsu as the art of elision. when those characters wanted to juice their big moves, they reverted rituals that included vocal incantations. that exact word salad shit. i started thinking - those word salad domain names are like, that, you know? maybe this is explicit and i just missed it somewhere. or i forgor. but perhaps invoking a domain's name makes it more powerful, or easier to establish, or something

(i so much dont want to reread to figure this out. RIP)

if this is the case, yuuji not using a domain name would say a darn something about his power huh???

LEAN INTO THIS. LIKE SUKUNA COMMENT ON IT FOR FUCK SAKE i know you are allergic to acknolwedging your nephew but its for the AUDIENCE'S SAKE NOT YOURS

gege i am fucking inventing lore for you to make it cooler. why wont you. come back here

but anyway. what IS yuuji's domain and what does it do. he learned from kusakabe, so it's at least somewhat akin to a simple domain, but we also know yuuji's body holds the memory of malevolent shrine - does that have any influence on how the domain turned out? it seems pretty... big, for lack of a better way of describing a mental projection. no other simple domain really HAD projections. are there no techniques imbued in it? what about vows, like sukuna with his whatever barrier bullshit? yuuji's forces sukuna back into the yuukuna body. why? how? we've seen how domains can make its targets abide by rules, what rule is this? sukuna also acts nonviolently for as long as yuuji strings him through illusory sendai, and i dont know if this is a choice by sukuna (which idk whether i do or do not understand as a character choice at this point) or if it's enforced by the domain somehow.

(I feel like, these things either need to be More or even Less clear. like i understand just enough to have burning questions. if this were more obtuse and symbolic, i would probably be content to ride the vibes, actually. BUT IM NOT. ANSWER ME GEGE. YOU'VE TOLD ME SO MUCH LORE I DONT CARE ABOUT!!! WHAT OF MY SON!)

anyway closing thoughts wrt 266 you may be able to tell from my Fucking Fanfiction but i have literally been waiting for yuuji's own fingers to become cursed objects for EVER. i was imagining scenarios while watching season 1. im crazy stupid about it. i hope i hope i hope this finger shakes out into something WORTHWHILE. and sorry again this is entirely yuuji centred my only thoughts about the characters who were in 264 is the frustration of the way they got sidelined so carelessly RIP

[roller6262]

I generated a picture, I think you'll really like embodying! You'll get to eat without worry and spend lot of time in the garden, doesn't that seem fun?

HELP! Do any of my followers have a picture of me? I mean the REAL me?

I got this ask in my inbox and didn't think anything of it until I went shopping and saw mangoes in the produce section. I'm usually more of an apple man, but today I had a craving. No, a need. I couldn't even wait, peeling the sticker off to pay later so I could take a bite. It was like heaven! Perfectly in season too. I ravenously finished the rest and was about to grab another before

"UUURRRRPPPP" I belched! And it wasn't just the smell of mango. Vegetables, spices, and more unfamiliar were on my breath. That's when I noticed my usually baggy shirt grazing my stomach. It wasn't flat anymore, maybe a bit paunchier? I guessed bloating would explain the sudden gas, but my suspicions turned to an allergic reaction as it kept growing! I bolted towards the door, growing bigger with every step, from gutted to chubby to fat and down right obese! I would say I was inflating if it weren't for my belly also softening. It now rose and fell with every movement, my growing man boobs also suspending then slapping back down on my stomach.

I could even feel the fat on my face when I finally made it outside. I hunched over, hands on my knees and breathing heavy between plump cheeks. I shouldn't be this tired already, but I had to walk the rest of the way to my car. And to make it worse my thighs were irritated by the friction in my soccer pants as they rubbed together. By the time I arrived I was waddling with what felt like trunk legs and labored into my sedan.

I rushed home and heard honking, probably from my reckless driving, but there were no cars around me. It was this fat gut slapping the horn! I adjusted my seat back and sighed. BEEP. Seriously!? I adjusted back again BEEP. It wasn't until the farthest back that I stopped getting fatter, but now that it wasn't touching the wheel I could feel the breeze on it. Of course, my shirt was too small now, riding up to nearly my moobs. I tried to tug my shirt down multiple times to cover myself with no use, until suddenly it all came down at once. If I had looked down, I might have seen the pink fabric flowing down to my knees, but I was distracted by a "BRAAAAAAAP"

I grabbed a pink handkerchief in my car to wipe the mango juice from my lips when I felt... hair? Looking in the rear view mirror I saw a full beard, and it wasn't just my face. I had a full mane of beautiful long hair, black hair! It was just too weird! I tied my hair up with my handkerchief to keep it out of my peripheral vision. I just had to focus on driving, I'd be home soon enough. However, I could feel something silky wrapping around my head. It was lopsided at times, throwing off my center of gravity. When my head tilted left, I turned left, and the same thing on the right. I made so many wrong turns I wasn't sure where I was, but looking in the rear view mirror again I saw that my handkerchief had grown and wrapped into a pink turban. With another tilt, it tugged me to make a turn into a neighborhood next to a gurdwara. I drove a few blocks and parked in front of a house. It wasn't my house, not the one I remembered, but it was home.

I heaved myself out of the minivan (which I had only realized was changed later), and waddled with more comfort in my silk pants. But I didn't waddle to the front door. No, I went to the garden... the garden where mangos were growing. I grabbed one and took a bite. Why, these were even better than the grocery store! Just like the ones in my farm in Punjab! I was so happy I could keep a taste of my homeland with me, even in another country.

Sorry, I lost my train of thought! Anyways now I'm in this garden and it's getting dark! I feel like I'm going to have to go inside this house soon, and meet the new family that is waiting for me. I'm afraid that if I do, I'll get sucked further into this new reality! Please, if anyone has a picture of me, send it to my asks so I can transform back to normal!

[polarfog]

Gyft-Christmas Troubles

Prompt Number: #1, "It's not too late, let's go."

Fandom: Undertale

Rating: T

Warnings: Allergic reaction, hospitalization, attempted murder

For Fictober Day #1

Sans felt like a loser of a stepfather, okay truthfully he had no idea if he was even considered a father to Frisk. Toriel is their adopted mother, and he married her later on. So he guessed he was just Frisk’s guardian in a sense. 

He wanted to show an effort to Frisk, especially after they confided in him that they only stayed with Toriel because they had nowhere else to go. They expressed anger and disappointment at the monsters trying to kill them then expecting forgiveness. 

This is probably why his gift of matching sweaters was a bad idea. Wasn’t it a human tradition to wear uncomfortable, ugly, matching sweaters for Gyft, sorry Christmas? Apparently that wasn’t a thing.

When Frisk put on theirs, they started scratching and breaking out in hives. Toriel had to escort them to the emergency room. Sans was waiting for a call, after Toriel texted him that Frisk is apparently allergic to cotton. How was he supposed to know that? Cotton isn’t exactly a common allergy. 

What kind of father is he? He ruined Frisk’s first Christmas with the family. Or is it their first Gyftmas, he didn’t know. 

Papyrus came into the living room after he finished Toriel’s pie. “Brother, why are you down? We’ll continue the party when Frisk is back.”

“I ruined their Gyftmas. Who wants to spend the holiday in the emergency room?” Sans sighed, “By giving them a present.” 

“Give them a better present?”

“How? All the stores are closed.”

“Make one. I know Frisk likes your puns for whatever reason. You are no stranger to crowds either. Give them a show they enjoy.”

“I got to set it up.” Sans was being pulled off the couch, “Oof Papyrus, it’s a little late to do it now.”

“Nonsense brother.” Papyrus stamped his feet, “It’s not too late, let’s go.” 

This is how Sans ended up in Sans room. “You can sow. Let’s start with ribbons.”

Papyrus and Sans finished the ribbons they were sowing together, pink, green, yellow, and red. Sans made the red ribbons look like they were glowing, apparently humans had a reindeer whose nose glows. It sounded kind of silly, but who was he to argue about someone’s looks. Plus, he didn’t want to get on the bad side of any reindeer. 

Frisk did help him make treats to appease the reindeer. It was mostly chocolate? So maybe he could give Frisk some after the performance. He did put soda in their stocking, but they looked disgusted at the sight. He really should have gotten to know Frisk better, especially since Undyne took him aside and told him that they knew Frisk hated soda. 

While contemplating his failures as a guardian Sans hung up the ribbons around the living room. Papyrus put flashlights on the coffee table beside the couch. 

When Frisk came home guided by Toriel to the couch, she called their friends. When everyone arrived Toriel warned the group, “Frisk is a tad loopy. Absolutely no roughhousing. They are to sit and relax.” 

Sans got Frisk’s attention, “Sorry about the emergency room, kiddo. I got you another present while you were gone.” Frisk looked happy enough. 

Sans got up front while Papyrus turned the lights off before directing people to shine their flashlights on Sans. When Sans had the light on him, he started cracking jokes and some bad puns to Frisk’s amusement and Papyrus’ reluctant acceptance. 

Afterwards Sans got something he wasn't expecting, a hug from Frisk, for the first time ever. “Best Christmas ever.” Well that settled it, this holiday was now Christmas. 

Sans hugged them back. “I’m glad kiddo.” 

[linagram]

Back again! I have survived school for the week! Anyways, without further ado, here’s the hunger duo!

Prisoner 007: Asahi Yano

So we’ve made it to the brat! Yay! I’d say that this murder is fairly straightforward, except for the fact that all the circumstances surrounding it are super hazy, even if the murder itself is plain as day.

So, I’m going to start by trying to piece together Asahi’s backstory. Asahi is Miki’s younger brother, and their mother died shortly after Asahi was born. Their father was probably not a nice dude, considering the… everything about his kids, and Asahi ran away from home. (Notably, Asahi recalls how his father spoke well enough to emulate it, but doesn’t recall his birth name. Which is weird.)

Anyways, after running away, Asahi runs into a Mrs. Yano. Mrs. Yano wants children but has fertility issues that make it pretty much impossible, so when she finds Asahi, she scoops him up pretty much immediately and declares him her son. (The legality of this is… questionable, IMO. I think under most circumstances, Asahi would have just been returned to his father? Which makes me wonder how this actually went down.)

I’m not totally clear on if Asahi disliked Mrs. Yano from the beginning or if he started hating her later on, but either way by the time he’s 11 the relationship has deteriorated massively. Asahi is spoiled and demanding, and Mrs. Yano was not prepared for a child this difficult.

Eventually, Asahi gets the idea to hurt or maybe even kill Mrs. Yano. This leads to the events of the MV, where Asahi compiles a list of weaknesses and then ends up killing Mrs. Yano by tampering with her food. My guess is he triggered an allergic reaction: if Mrs. Yano had a common food allergy, it wouldn’t be hard for Asahi to get ahold of something she was allergic to and slip it into her food. It’d also explain the focus on her weaknesses if it was something that wouldn’t affect most other people, like a food allergy.

Anyways, that brings me to the last scene in the MV. …The puddle is PROBABLY metaphorical? I can’t think of what Asahi could have been lying in a literal puddle of. I think image-coloured liquid is usually blood, but Asahi lying in a pool of blood makes zero sense whatsoever.

I don’t quite understand Asahi’s memory loss either. My best guess is he’s repressed some of his murder due to trauma? Killing someone generally qualifies as a traumatic experience, so it’d track.

Anyways, he ran away from home shortly after the murder, probably to avoid Mr. Yano literally killing him considering they don’t seem to have had the best relationship, and that’s when MILGRAM kidnapped him and brought him to the prison.

(Final thought: wonder what Miki’s reaction was the first time he called her “Miki-nee”. I can’t imagine her hearing that and not having a minor heart attack, even if she knows that’s just how he addresses everybody.)

Prisoner 008: Yurika Maruyama

Okay, number eight! Yurika is an interesting character, but holy fuck her VD makes me hate her a little. I hope she doesn’t usually act like that, but I have a sinking feeling she does.

Anyways, let’s start by establishing who Yurika is and who her victims were.

Yurika is pretty clearly an ex-rich kid, or at least I think so. Her parents are both famous creatives, so her family most likely has money. She also says her parents kicked her out and they’re not that close anymore, to the point she says she’d only be leaving her boss behind if she died. (My bet is that Yurika expected to live with them while she was attending university and thought she could keep relying on her allowance money, they told her she had to move out and get a job, and it escalated into a big fight.)

She’s unhappy with having to grow up and wishes she could be a kid forever, finding adulthood extremely stressful. She also appears to be the most popular waitress at the cafe she works at, and is close enough with her manager that she’s been to her place multiple times. (She’s also kind of whiny and childish, and if her VD is any indication she’s prone to fits of dramatic hysterics.)

In contrast, we have precisely two things on her victims. One is this quote from her VD:

Yurika: Well, actually, I wouldn't say that they were my stalkers…

Yurika: But they knew a bit too much about me. And I didn't want them to know even more.

Yurika: I just wanted them to respect my privacy, that's all!

And the other is this scene from her MV:

Yurika has a bad feeling and she keeps looking around as she walks home. But then, suddenly, the POV changes and we can see Yurika running away.. from us. She trips and falls and everything goes black for a second, but then we can see her lying on the ground, her clothes is torn and her hair is a mess now. It looks like we're pointing at her and laughing, but if you look closer, you can notice two right hands pointing at her, it's almost like she was attacked by two people.

So, whoever they were, they weren’t stalking Yurika, but she feels they knew too much about her and weren’t respecting her privacy. They also apparently followed her from work one day and assaulted her, in what was presumably a giant escalation from their usual behaviour.

Now, it’s possible this is just two customers who were sadists, or Yurika told them to back off and they took it poorly… but I suspect these might have actually been two of Yurika’s coworkers.

Think about it: if Yurika’s the most popular waitress at the cafe, that means she’s probably getting the lion’s share of the tips. She’s also very close with the manager, which easily leads to suspicion of preferential treatment, and I’d be willing to bet she gets the most hours and the best hours, either because she’s the most popular and management wants to maximize profit or because the manager likes her. Plus, she’s clearly an ex-rich kid, and God knows she must have been so whiny when she started working at the cafe. All that is an easy recipe for resentment. Especially when you and your sister walk in on her ranting about how much she hates her life. You know, like this:

“I HATE IT! I HATE EVERYTHING! I'M SO TIRED OF EVERYTHING, IT'S ALL SO TIRING AND OVERWHELMING AND STRESSFUL AND- W-wait, what are you two doing here?.."

So maybe you do some digging and find out Yurika’s the daughter of a famous romance novelist and a fashion designer, and maybe you dig up some more dirt on her while you’re at it, and maybe you and your sister confront her after work one day, and maybe she doesn’t take it too well.

Now, I’m not totally sure how a workplace dispute like this escalated into Yurika torturing them to death, but I strongly suspect it had something to with her manager. You did say Yurika’s murder had something to do with some sort of underground services: my bet is it was something similar to Kei’s job, taking photos or videos of people being hurt or killed to sell to creeps. (I know videos of people being killed are called snuff films, but I don’t think what Kei does is snuff, considering his models apparently generally survive being photographed.) A video would match with the VHS effect and the TV at the end of the MV, so I’ll go with that.

Anyways, to summarize my theory: Yurika’s victims were two of her coworkers, who were jealous and resentful. After a confrontation after work one day, Yurika told her manager about it, and her manager decided to bring Yurika into her side hustle by getting her to torture the offending coworkers to death while she recorded it.

(I might be totally wrong on all this, it’s kind of an out-there theory. Only things I’m actually sure about are Yurika’s backstory prior to getting that job and that that torture scene was something snuff film-adjacent.)

So, that’s two more done! Last set is the blame duo, Riku Kuroki and Reina Himura! See you sometime next week!

yay, congrats on surviving this week!! 🎉🎉

okay, so i can definitely say that you've got most of asahi's crime right. yurika's crime is much harder to talk about though.

again, i'll try not to reveal too much, but i will talk about some stuff that can't or won't be mentioned in the voice dramas, mvs or interrogations:

the reason why asahi can remember the way his father talked, but can't remember his own birth name is because his father had almost never used it. yeah, as you've guessed, he didn't like asahi that much. and miki had almost never called him by his name either because their father really hated hearing it.

yeah, being confused or worried about how legal was the whole "adopting" situation is understandable. mrs. yano was a nice woman, but she had this "uhh, well, money can solve everything, right?" kind of mindset, so she wasn't really worried. i can't say that mr. yano was a "bad" person, he was very against this whole thing because he knew that you just can't "adopt" a random kid even if he really did have an abusive father. i've originally planned to include this in his voice drama: asahi was supposed to reveal that his birth father actually died shortly after he got adopted (he had most likely heard about it after his new parents decided to go and check how the man is doing). so yeah, even if he did have a parent "waiting" for him, that parent was now dead. (which makes miki's childhood much more sad to think about. and if you're wondering, she didn't go to an orphanage after that, she started living with her grandparents)

the puddle is metaphorical and you don't have to worry about that. and about asahi's memory loss: this kid has an imaginary friend based on his "real mother" who he had never met and he can see her and hear her voice. yeah, he's only 11 years old (12 now if you count his birthday), but he's already trying to cope with his trauma in the ways that are a bit questionable. not that i'm saying that having imaginary friends is "unhealthy", but considering how much he refuses to accept that she's not real and that he really doesn't remember a lot of things about his early childhood, i'm afraid that as he becomes older, asahi's mental health problems will only get worse.

now, about yurika's crime.

yurika is very nice and polite most of the time, but she wasn't always like that. when she was younger, she was.. um.. basically, imagine asahi's female version who is also a bit older than him. and she still acts like that sometimes, when she's not around other people and she can just say what she wants.

yes, yurika really is an ex-rich kid! that's why i've said that asahi and yurika are the "reverse" versions of each other: one of them was born in a family who had financial problems and his father also refused to take care of him until he was adopted basically kidnapped by a rich family and the other one was a rich kid since the day she was born, but got kicked out by her parents (who really did love her, but simply got tired of her behavior) who got sick of her not being able to do anything without their help.

i'm gonna be honest, you've got most of yurika's crime wrong, but i won't get into the details. i'm just gonna say that again, yurika really was more of a criminal than you'd expect her to be and she and kei are surprisingly similar when it comes to that topic, but her "job" was different from what kei did. ah, and also, it wasn't snuff films. that's what kei and eiji's father does.

[thegoddessprose]

Doing Chiasa because obviously

💭 ENFJ. Had to take a quiz

🚗 She does, but doesn't drive often as she lives in an urban area.

✈️ It's not that Chiasa doesn't like it, more that the only real chance she had were victory tours, which were downers in their own.

🎮 She does love to draw and paint outside of her work. She also practices yoga.

💍 Mainly in the ears. Chiasa had a nose piercing when she was younger, but she let it close up at some point.

🖊️ She never had any that weren't temporary. It's not that she doesn't like them, she just doesn't want to have to coordinate looks around something permanent.

📚 She has a B.A. in Fashion Design with minors in Fashion business and contour, as well as a cosmetology certification.

🎻 Chiasa doesn't play any instruments, although I guess she can keep a decent beat.

🩹 No, none of that.

🩸 I never thought of that for her... I think with her parents in mind, probably a type B.

🎶 She likes acid rock the most, but is fine with pop and classical too. She listens pretty often, especially while she works.

💯 A. She taught herself how to make kimonos after her father happened upon an old drawing. B. While she doesn't believe in marriage, she loves weddings. C. She has locket that contains a hologram of Lucy Gray Baird. It was a gift from her mother, and hasn't seen the light of day for many years.

🔱 She can, but she should keep to pools rather than the sea.

🔺She can, just in case, although she won't be winning arena battles. She can use a knife and a bb gun mainly.

🔶 I guess she could know it in case a tribute tried to unalive themselves or had an allergic reaction. She hasn't used it often, however.

🚫 Chiasa used to smoke (🌿, not 🚬), but doesn't anymore. If she consumes it, it's in an edible. She drinks occasionally, but not often heavily.

🌈 Chiasa is a cis female, but doesn't really label her sexuality. She mainly prefers men, but has been with women.

🎄 Chiasa enjoys New Year's because of the ideas of turning over a new leaf and getting in touch with her roots. And champagne.

🐶 Not during the trilogy, but afterwards she does get two cats.

🐈 While she's a true extrovert, a few good friends make her feel happier and safer.

🐷 Probably cats or foxes

🐉 Maybe a kitsune to keep with the fox theme, or pegasuses. (Pegasi?)

🍃 It would probably be a given to say Art.

🌴 She doesn't have the green thumb her father did, but she can keep them alive

🍎 Chiasa was born in the Capitol and still lives there. She has mixed feelings... She's grateful to be safer and have more opportunities, but it's hard to get behind the horrible things the government does.

❤️ She's kind, nurturing, creative

🤍 She's craftier than given credit for, a decent liar, and a little vain

💔 She's a bit cowardly, prone to seeking vices, and neurotic

💘 Her kids, her nephew Marcus, her sister and brother in law, her best friend Theseus, and of course, Plutarch

🧡 It really depends... She does prioritize family, but with her sister becoming more and more unforgivable, she's starting to prioritize anyone else over her

💛 She only really speaks English fluently, but knows some words in Japanese and French.

💚 She's definitely more of an indoor lady

💙 No magic in her world, sorry

💜 Chiasa is mainly Asian, although her father was mixed race.

🖤 She's never killed anyone, although she certainly has broken a couple hearts with her commitment issues

🎂 Chiasa's birthday is October 3rd... Her sign is Libra (Can't pinpoint the exact year, so that's the best I can do there) Her ruling planet is Venus, element is air. She does fit in the way that she's extroverted and friendly and values harmony.

🍝 She has an odd love of pesto, as well as a lot of ginger foods. She has very fond memories of her father's sukiyaki and other hotpots.

🍰 She likes tarts, chocolate truffles, macrons, anmitsu, and castella (But only her father's recipe)

🍦 Chocolate, or honestly Neapolitan and Spumoni are great too.

🍔 Chiasa can cook, I wouldn't say she's as exceptional as her father was, but she doesn't burn anything most of the time. Baking is a little easier because recipes aren't usually open to interpretation.

🥯 Breakfasts where she's from are pretty decadent... She usually has something fruit based (Salads, parfaits, smoothies, turnovers) and coffee or tea.

🥪 Lunches are usually quicker for her unless she's eating with someone; Wraps, bentos, pinwheels, etc.

🍛 Dinners are the most decadent meal of the day; if not out with a date or having a show, she's having a family style banquet with her sister and brother in law. Sometimes the meals are themed, sometimes not.

🍸 Chiasa likes a good frozen margarita, as well as a mimosa. A Pink Lady is pretty great too.

☕ Chiasa likes herbal tea above all plain, and likes a few different coffee drinks... And takes her coffee with milk and a little bit of sugar.

😊 Chiasa has pretty much achieved her career goals; being able to have a successful fashion house after severing ties with the Hunger Games peacefully. Otherwise, she hopes to live a long and fulfilling life and make sure the people she loves are safe and happy.

😖 Chiasa is an extrovert, being popular and friendly, but also has a hard time letting people in for good reason.

🤔 She claps a little when she's excited and tends to rest her cheek on her hand when deep in thought. She's a lot more restrained when anxious or upset.

🧐 A bit of both. Most people are the most aware of her emotional side, but she can be practical when the situation calls for it.

🤓 Chiasa is very chatty and comfortable in social situations.

🤩 Again, it depends on the situation. She knows what calls for planning and what calls for spontaneity.

😥 Chiasa is prone to anxiety, but now does her best to hide it, although she often turns to distraction rather than solving the problem.

😓 Chiasa is open minded, and definitely has questions. It's just not safe to ask them, or ask too much.

😞 She does attract others, being friendly, charming, and beautiful.

🤒 Not really, she's pretty healthy for the most part apart from an occasional infection.

👨‍👩‍👧 Chiasa's parents are currently deceased, and she doesn't have a lot of extended family around because of the first rebellion. She does have her sister, her children, and a couple grandchildren that she's close with. She's also very close with her nephew. She never married, but did have a thing with her friend Theseus in the past which resulted in her youngest. They're no longer together but consider each other family.

details about ocs!

send an emoji/description of emoji to learn more about a writer's oc! many of these are taken from my munday asks meme, because i thought it would be fun to make a version for characters too! the prompts are categorized by emoji type and given descriptions in case anyone can't see the symbols. can be used for roleplayers and any general writers alike! for roleplayers, these can also be used for your interpretations of canon characters if you so desire as well!

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒. 💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)? 🚗 CAR — does your oc have a driver's license? can they drive/operate any automobiles/machinery besides cars? ✈️ AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person? 🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies? 💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings? 🖊️ BALLPOINT PEN — does your oc have any tattoos? do they want any (more) tattoos? 📚 BOOKS — what level of education has your oc most recently completed/is currently in (GED, undergraduate, grad school, phd, etc)? 🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)? 🩹 ADHESIVE BANDAGE — does your oc have any physical and/or mental disabilities? 🩸 DROP OF BLOOD — what is your oc's blood type?

𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐒. 🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often? 💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know. 💤 SLEEPING SIGN — is your oc a light sleeper or a heavy sleeper? how are their sleeping habits? 🔱 TRIDENT EMBLEM — can your oc swim? do they enjoy swimming? 🔺 RED TRIANGLE POINTED UP — does your oc know how to use any weapons? 🔶 LARGE ORANGE DIAMOND — does your oc know cpr? do they have any other medical expertise? 🚫 PROHIBITED — does your oc drink/smoke? do they do it regularly, or is it more on occasion or for special events?

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. 🌈 RAINBOW — what is your oc's sexual orientation/gender identity? what pronouns do they use? 🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc's favorite holiday? 🐶 DOG FACE — does your oc have any pets? 🐈 CAT — does your oc prefer a wide circle of friends or a few close friends? 🐷 PIG FACE — what is your oc's favorite animal? 🐉 DRAGON — what is your oc's favorite mythical creature? 🍃 LEAVES FLUTTERING IN WIND — what is/was your oc's favorite subject in school? 🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening? 🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒. ❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits? 🤍 WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits? 💔 BROKEN HEART — what are three of your oc's negative traits? 💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them? 🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends? 💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any? 💚 GREEN HEART — does your oc prefer being inside or outside? 💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world? 💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background? 🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒. 🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs? 🍝 SPAGHETTI — what is/are your oc's favorite food(s)? 🍰 SHORTCAKE — what is/are your oc's favorite sweet(s)/dessert(s)? 🍦 SOFT ICE CREAM — what is/are your oc's favorite ice cream flavor(s)? 🍔 HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer? 🥯 BAGEL — what does your oc's typical breakfast look like? do they usually eat breakfast? 🥪 SANDWICH — what does your oc's typical lunch look like? do they usually eat lunch? 🍛 CURRY AND RICE — what does your oc's typical dinner look like? do they usually eat dinner? 🍸 COCKTAIL GLASS — what is your oc's favorite alcoholic drink, if they can drink? ☕️ HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄. 😊 SMILING FACE WITH SMILING EYES — what are your oc's career/general life desires? what do they want to get the most out of life? 😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved? 🤔 THINKING FACE — what are some of your oc's quirks/mannerisms? 🧐 FACE WITH MONOCLE — is your oc more logical or emotional? 🤓 SMILING FACE WITH GLASSES — is your oc chatty or quiet? are they at ease in social situations, or are they more shy? 🤩 FACE WITH STARRY EYES — is your oc a planner, or are they more spontaneous in their actions? 😥 SAD BUT RELIEVED FACE — is your oc prone to getting stressed out, or is it easy for them to keep their cool? 😓 DOWNCAST FACE WITH SWEAT — is your oc open-minded or stubborn? are they inquisitive or do they prefer to keep to their bubble of knowledge? 😞 DISAPPOINTED FACE — does your oc attract others, or do they tend to be left alone? 🤒 FACE WITH THERMOMETER — does your oc get sick easily? 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 FAMILY WITH MOTHER, FATHER, SON AND DAUGHTER — how many people are in your oc's immediate family? how many people are in your oc's extended family? do they have aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc? who in their family are they closest with? are they close with their birth family, or do they have a found family?

[bebecue]

Also This is gross but I just needed to share with someone. last night, my eyes started to really bother me cause my cat was in my room and I sometimes can get allergic reactions to him and so my right eye was itching a lot so I decided to take my contact out and I thought I had left my other one in and finally decided to just take the other one out because it was starting to really bother me too and was poking my eye and touching my eye for a good 30 seconds trying to get the contact out and it just wasn’t coming out…

Anyway I guess maybe I just took it out when I took the other one out and just forgot I did that but like my poor eye 🤢🤢

noooo because i've done this too... been so tired that i didnt realize i had already taken one of my contacts out and i was just pinching my eyeball continuously

also even grosser, i had this incident where my contact lens ripped into 3 pieces, and i didnt know... so i got 2 pieces out but i was swearing up and down to my friend and family that i felt like there was still another piece left in my eye, but no one could see it even if i pulled my eyelid up and i could not get it out.... so i went to sleep with my eye feeling scratchy and when i woke up the next morning, i rubbed my eye and the last piece just fell out

[diaryoftheunidropout]

DAY 237

Days pass and it seems shit doesn't get better. In fact, it might even get worse. Also, I love how I randomly remember this account.

First things first, my mom has been in the psych ward for a week now. It stops her ED from getting too out of hand, but the real problem is her body image issues. That's what's causing the ED and it REALLY doesn't feel like the ooddles of doctors, psychiatrists, therapists and so on at the hospital seem to realize, or care, somehow. They also prescribed her with new antidepressants which she's having an allergic reaction to, but they say it's "normal" and are going to increase the dose. I hate them. I hate them so much and that's why I'd never want to go to the psych ward. They do the bare fucking minimum like feeding you and cleaning your room which are things you often can't do yourself anymore when you end up there, but they don't actually help you get better so when you go back into the world you can look after yourself again. Maybe I'm too harsh on them, and I'm sorry.

For my part, things are really shitty. I haven't gotten out of bed in 6 days now. I have had a pretty bad cold for a week too, so that'll justify it. Seriously, the truth is I'm going through a really bad depressive episode. It started about a week after I quit my job (so around the 25th of September I guess) and it hasn't left me since (we're the 3 of November right now). Most of the times I got out of bed were because I was seeing my relatives (I spent a week at my grandparents's and at my mom's, I saw my godmother a couple of times). My uni "friends" have completely given up on me and have straight up stopped inviting me to all their little parties and hangouts. I decided I didn't want to celebrate my "uni best friend" 's birthday anymore and came up with an excuse. I'm really disappointed in them. Or maybe I'm disappointed in myself because I should have been the one trying to organize stuff with them. But when you know they've created a groupchat with just the three of them, for some reason, and that was about as soon as I dropped out, you know you're not really part of the team anymore. I wonder if when my "best friend" doesn't walk fast enough compared to the two other girls, they just leave her behind like they did when we hung out the 4 of us, except I'd always slow down and wait for my "best friend" so she wouldn't be alone. I wonder.

These past 6 days, I don't really know what I've been doing except binge watch the last 3 or 4 seasons of BoJack Horseman. I absolutely ADORED this show. It's beyond what words can express. I've also started to develop a strange interest for dolls, specially the new Monster High dolls and Rainbow High/Shadow High dolls. It's okay, I'm going through a little phase and it brings me some comfort. I've also started reading Macbeth since I'm seeing the play in London in December.

All I pray for is winning the lottery. Whenever I don't forget, I play. I usually don't win much, but I play and I pray. Because I don't see how else I could get out of the deep. Just thinking about getting a job makes me feel an even greater amount of crippling anxiety and depression than I already have to bear every day. I've sort of convinced myself I deserved to have this little miracle happen to me because with all the shit I've been through, there is no one that could save me, not even myself, not doctors, not family. All that could save me would be becoming a millionaire and never having to worry about finding a job and losing my freedom, all of that to barely earn anything anyway. If I were a millionaire I could finally be sure I'll always have a roof above my head.

Lately I've lost the will to do things. I don't wanna celebrate my birthday. What is there to celebrate? It's gotten so bad that, although for a few months getting ready to see BTR tour in Europe was my top one priority in life, it's something I can barely find interest in anymore. When I think I probably won't be able to afford doing the whole tour I think "whatever", even though a couple of weeks ago I would have cried at the mere thought of not doing the whole tour. Things are changing quick. I'm losing interest in everything, nothing gets me excited. The BTR side of Twitter is hella toxic, you'll get cancelled over anything by a bunch of hypocrites.

I'd like to go back to the gym but I don't have the money, nor the will anymore. I've been asking for social aids (which I have the right to) but they're not giving me anything.

I don't have much else to say. I hope next time I write here things are a little better. I doubt they'll be, but I hope, still.

See you later :)

"Mr Blue I told you that I loved you

Please believe me..."

[tihgnari]

ꕤ 31. forget the flowers

tw: none / wc: 1.1k

from: t(hoe)ma —hey yn! sorry i cant make it :( —thankfully ayato volunteered my ticket wont be wasted and u wont watch alone lol

you knew their plan. you were there, planning alongside them without their knowing. you don't know how ayato got thoma to join in on his supposed master plan willingly, but you knew from the moment thoma messaged you about watching that new horror movie that he was going to bail last minute and have ayato go in his stead.

funny, really, that both thoma and ayato genuinely thought you liked watching horror movies when in fact, you hated them and were only listening to thoma talk, trying to segue out of the conversation lest he unintentionally gives you nightmares. with how animated the vice president was talking, he never did manage to notice the forced smile on your face as you listen to him talk about ax killers in the backseat of a car or a haunted porcelain doll with pigtails.

"yn," ayato calls.

when you turn your head to greet him with a smile, he forgets how to breathe. suddenly he's reminded that everything he's doing, fighting the mold his family wants to shape him into, was every inch worth it. 

ayato brought you flowers, just as planned. a bouquet of white roses, and you pray to whoever is listening that he doesn't come any closer or your allergy will start acting up and what a could-be date to the cinema would end up becoming a date in the emergency room. yeah. totally not romantic. but you have to suck it up and pretend you like it because you yourself were the one who lied and said you loved white roses.

 "oh," you stutter, slightly sniffling as your eyes got teary just by being in the vicinity of the damn roses. "thats… that's a nice bouquet haha."

"i was just about to meet my mom, you see. she asked me to get her some white roses for her office but when i got there, she said her secretary had already got some for her. i can't let it go to waste so… i guess, i'll just give it to you then." alas, he extends his arms and gives it to you with a proud smile on his face.

if only you weren't tearing up so hard due to the roses, maybe you'd have noticed how impeccable his acting is. if you hadn't known the real story, you'd have thought his excuse was a hundred percent real, from his facial expression to his mannerisms.

with the roses now directly by your face, the sniffles got more severe and no amount of sniffling stopped you from letting out the biggest sneeze you've ever had, making you drop the bouquet. sadly, neither you nor ayato reacted quickly enough to pick it up as a couple of kids playing tag ran between you and accidentally stepped on the dainty roses. 

while you moved to pick it up, ayato couldn't care less about the flowers and had just noticed the paleness of your skin and teary eyes due to the allergic reaction. okay. maybe telling him the exact opposite of what you like was a bad idea.

"oh no, the flowers…"

"yn, forget the flowers. are you okay? you look…"

you cough, feeling your throat tighten as you fail to keep yourself upright, unable to breathe and getting lightheaded. ayato is quick to catch you in his arms, panic-stricken face inches from yours as a hand pushes your hair away from your face. "shit! are you–are you allergic to flowers? but… but that wasn't—"

you blacked out. the last thing you remember was your thoughts of damn it; he found out.

—

white fluorescent lights scorched your eyes when you opened them as the distinct smell of antiseptic flooded your nostrils. for once, you were breathing regularly again and didn't feel like your skin was itching. as you sit up and take in your surroundings, you realize you're in a hotel… or a hospital? wait a minute, are you…

"VIP room?" you mumble, looking at the mahogany furniture and the flat screen tv mounted just across the hospital bed you were lying on. and right next to you with the blinds drawn, you see the beautiful sea of lights making up the pretty cityscape.

"oh, you're awake. and yeah, you're in one of our hospital's VIP room."

ayato appears from around the corner where the living room was, pocketing his phone as he approaches the side of your bed with big strides, causing your heart rate to speed up, hands flying everywhere as you stutter with your words. "why… why a VIP room? i can barely afford emergency as it is! you could've… could've just sent me home or…"

your voice dies as he reaches forward to grab your outstretched hand, gently bringing it back down on your lap. flustered and utterly distracted by the softness of his hands, you try to pull it out of his grip until he—

"careful. don't move your hands so much, that's where they put the iv."

you blink in disbelief, head jerking to the side, and true to what he said there was an iv attached to the back of your hand. an iv drip? seriously? for a damned allergic reaction?! how much is this going to cost me?!

ayato must've seen your thoughts written clearly on your face as he quickly starts parroting what the doctor said to him. "that's what i thought, too, when dr. nomura said they'll attach an iv on you because you fainted. so they said it was a severe allergic reaction and the iv drip is the quickest way to flush out… allo-whatever-medical-term he said."

he laughs but you don't laugh with him, the heat in your face unable to make you stare straight at his eyes. ayato was still holding your hand.

"oh, sorry…"

he lets it go, and some part of you wish he didn't.

ayato clears his throat. "don't worry! dr. nomura said you'll be back to good condition after you empty the iv drip. and then we can go on our date—I MEAN, DAY! haha… i meant day…"

"right… yeah, i get it." you bite your lip hard and force your heart to calm down. abort mission! foul! FOUL! that was a direct attack! thank god there was no heart monitor attached to you or it would've all been for nothing.

"i heard there'll be a boat ride a little after sundown. they say there'll be fireworks, too. would you like to come with me? it's the least i can do, considering it's my fault for bringing the roses and we had to miss our movie."

you've never felt this guilty in your entire life. but because of that strong feeling of guilt, you suck it up, smile at ayato, and say yes despite having the worst case of motion sickness known to man.

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a kamisato ayato social media au

summary — it was only recently you found out kamisato ayaka was, in fact, not an only child after all! seeing ayato for the first time gave you the severest case of the butterflies but according to ayaka, he’s off limits, especially to you as her most treasured friend. well, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt, right?

notes — ayato paid for the hospital bills LMAO

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[apocraphelion]

I am almost 6 years on T total, and 1 year on injections (I started on gel due to an allergic reaction to the first injection type I tried, which made me hesitate to try others) I'm 28 now, I started T when I was 22. I get mine through planned parenthood.

for me the gel ended up effectively being low dose because of skin issues and difficulty with doing it Every day, though now that I'm on injections I've deliberately lowered how much I'm taking a few times. I'm "genderfluid" (more just plurality, I'm a co fronting heavy system) and get dysphoria both directions, so it's a bit of a balancing act for me.

My first noticeable effect was bottom growth, it hurt for a couple weeks for me, but growth since then hasn't been uncomfortable at all.

body and facial hair growth is slow. if there's some you don't want you can kind of tell when it's starting, and could drop your dose or stop altogether to avoid it getting thick there. not sure if that's one of your concerns but it is one I've heard from others. You can't choose where you'll grow hair (I still don't have moustache at all, so I opt to shave my chin and keep sideburns cause a beard without a moustache isn't my look) but you can choose to stop whenever.

my voice didn't drop much at first, it shifted a little while I was on gel, but it took the higher T levels I got through injections for it to change significantly. The slight shift on low dose was enough to help my dysphoria some, but not to get me to where I wanted to be- I wouldn't have been happy if that was all I'd been able to do, which is a large part of why I decided to try injections again. I was starting from being a soprano, so quite high, and that undoubtedly factored in. My voice drop on the injections happened within the first 3 months, and has mostly been settling in/becoming comfortable since then.

T did increase my blood pressure. In my case hypertension runs in my family, but even if yours is normal or low it's something to be aware of and check regularly, which a decent medical provider should do putting you on T and at checkups (this worked out well for me as I'm now on blood pressure meds that also help my migraines and my anxiety.)

some people say it makes them significantly more horny? for me it has impacted my libido, but still nowhere near what it was like for me just being a teenager.

also I grew half an inch taller, and my feet went up a whole shoe size. the feet were earlier on, maybe when I was 24, but the height was actually just last year. I grew half an inch taller at 27 years old, which I had assumed wasn't possible.

edit to include doses, as some folks in the comments are sharing rather higher numbers so I thought I'd offer a comparison:

started with 1 gel pack per day, 1%, 25mg/2.5g, doubled to 2 packs less than a year in- this was never effective for me as I both didn't manage it daily and I have skin issues.

on injections I'm using 200mg/1ml Testosterone Enanthate (I'm allergic to cypionate) I started at .25ml injections weekly, and have since quartered my dose by halving both the quantity and frequency. my last blood draw was when I was doing .15ml per week, and my T levels were still just over 300.

uhh I think that's about it. Here's some selfies with my sideburns I guess

to my followers on T, I want to ask what kind of effects does it have on you and how were you able to access it?

(I am thinking)

[ox1-lovesick]

📨 incoming ask game !

post a snippet of your drafts (atleast 5 if you have more) and let your readers guess what it's about !

This ask really found me at the worst time i literally have 96 drafts 💀 wips list maybe 🙀🙀🙀 there's only a handful of them but here you go, i may scrap these or completely change them so just keep that in mind y'know 💀 I HAVE MORE ENHYPEN STUFF BUT I WAS PLANNING TO DO SOMETHING ELSE SO I CAN'T SPOIL THEM YET

✧ REACTIONS

( i didn't include snippets in these cause it doesn't make sense without context 😭💀)

001: tubatu - you forget their pet's birthday

002: enhypen - you are taller than them

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003: introducing tubatu to your family

✧ HEADCANNONS

001: txt as cliché romance tropes

── "you always cheat off me but you don't know my name?" you smiled at him, his eyes almost dissapearing as a guilty smile beamed back at you. "no wonder we're both taking the make-up test," he chuckled softly "do you maybe want to study together? i have no idea what i'm doing" his eyes trained on the marbled tiles below you "i don't have a clue either, i'm sure we'll figure it out though"

002: txt as tragic romance tropes

── maybe your mother was right, kai was indeed so perfect he didn't seem real. maybe her tears every time you mentioned him were off happiness—happy that her child had found someone who loves and appreciates them despite their circumstances. he was real, you felt it. the way he talked to you, touched you, kissed you. you could see his love clear as day—but schizophrenics who haven't taken their meds in weeks don't always see the truth, do they?

003: txt and how they show their love for you

── he takes care of you; throwing an extra jacket over his shoulder when you go out on a particularly cold day, scolding you as you shiver — with love of course, for not listening to him when he told you to cover up.

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✧ TIMESTAMPS

001: [4:27 am] - c.bg

── any normal person would be sound asleep asleep right now, after all, 4 in the morning was an unusual hour to be up at when you had work in the morning. you, like a normal person, did have work in the morning, however sitting next to you, was the most abnormal person you've ever known. he too, like a normal person had a full schedule that would start in about an hour; instead opting to keep you and himself up throughout the night rather than getting the sleep he'd need to function throughout the day.

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✧ FICS

(starting off with the tyun fic cause @yv17 will bite my head off 🫶)

001: Cash Or Card? - K.TH

002: Bookworm - C.BG

── be it early in the morning when he thought the others were still sleeping, or late at night when his eyes are struggling to stay open, he would always show up infront of you. it had become a force of habit at this point, never fully conscious or aware of his thoughts when he made the decision to grab another drink or pass by, his feet just carried him back to you sooner or later. dimples poking out of his cheeks, face dusted in red as he smiled, a smile he wore only when he knew he would see you. the same smile you searched for everyday without fail, your own lips curling at the sight

── "you can barely keep your eyes open y/n." beomgyu placed a gentle hand on your back, his gaze softening seeing your droopy eyelids. as adorable as you looked to him right now, he could see you were exhausted, anyone could— the way your head hung low enough to practically fall off your neck, your eyes red and bloodshot from the hours of forcing them awake to read one last paragraph, and your sleep schedule practically non existent due to you devouring one book after the other to store the information somewhere there in your brain.

003: Strings - C.BG

── "can a best friend not call another best friend over to sing them love songs anymore?" he smiled, his eyebrows furrowed.

004: Mistletoe - K.TH

── "this is all my fault, i'm so sorry" taehyun took your hand in his, caressing it softly "if i knew you were allergic i never would have hung the mistletoe, i wanted to kiss you, not send you to the hospital"

005: Gingerbread - Y.JW

── "maybe if you actually followed the recipe you wouldn't make a disaster every time" jungwon snickered, the piping bag clutched tightly in his hand—skillfully swirling buttercream roses onto the side of your gingerbread house

[thebibliosphere]

So I’m a bit of a clean freak, it happens when you’ve got an allergic autoimmune problem and dust exposure can send you into anaphylaxis.

I’ve got a stronk robot daughter to help me keep on top of things, and a fancy ass Dyson that a family member gifted to us when we first moved in. Except I’ve never been all that impressed with the Dyson. For the price tag it should be able to sing and dance while also keeping my floors and upholstery free of dust and dust mites. But instead all I get is an asthma attack and hives from using it.

So I decided to buy a new vacuum cleaner with a hepa filter that I could move around easily for the jobs Oppy (that’s the robot daughter) couldn’t do. I honestly wasn’t expecting much for something half the price of a Dyson, in fact I was kinda worried I was throwing my money away.

I am no longer worried.

Id: a picture of a clear vacuum container with a mound of dust in it.

That right there? That’s the dust from just the arm of the couch that the new vacuum extracted using the upholstery brush. And that’s AFTER it’s been vacuumed by the Dyson. And I vacuum this couch A LOT.

So yeah, that might explain why sitting in this couch makes me itchy. Cause the Dyson I’ve been using to clean it apparently isn’t worth shit. Good to know. I’m off to take an antihistamine now and clean my whole house. See you on the other side.

Edit: the new model is a cordless Tineco A11 hero. I can’t speak to the longevity of it as I’ve literally only had it an hour, but it feels sturdy and is lightweight enough I was able to lift it over my head for short periods of time to get the curtains done. It also keeps pulling up giant dust balls from the rugs and upholstery, despite the fact that I literally vacuumed last night with the wired Dyson. So, so far I’m impressed with the amount of power it offers, especially for being cordless. Not gonna lie, kinda shook right now. I thought I was on top of my dust control game but maybe all this time my “unknown” reactions have been dust exposure I didn’t even realize was dust cause I was trusting the Dyson to work. Guess not though.

And just cause people always ask when I post products, no nothing here is sponsored. If it were I’d be required by law to tell you. This is just me hugging my new vacuum because it might actually help my breathing issues. God I hope so.