#it’s weird to realize how excited I am because I’m also hella nervous

[deliciousdietdrpepper]

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[forbidding-souda]

Hello! I recently found your blog, so I don know a whole lot about you. I’m sorry if you’ve already explain this, or if it’s a sensitive subject. You can totally ignore this if it is, don’t worry!

Are you deaf? I mean, yeah, you’ve said you are. But, like, how deaf? And how does it work? Because you also listen to music, as far as I understand, so you must hear something, no?

I’m really sorry if this annoys you or offends you! I’m really just curious, if it bothers you, just ignore it, okay?

OMG HELLO NO ONE HAS ASKED ME THIS BEFORE IN MY OVER A YEAR OF HAVING THIS BLOG LMFAO I AM VERY EXCITED TO TALK ABOUT IT!! Yes I am Deaf >:) I love talking about this stuff (I'm also majoring in it LMFAO)

Me personally - I allegedly was born partially deaf in my left ear (like 50% I'd say). We don't really know why. Could be because my dad is also deaf. We didn't really realize until a couple of years ago when I went to an audiologist for another reason and they were like you know ur also like really deaf in this ear and I was like oh I thought it was just because of my headaches - and the symptoms were things I remember even from my childhood. Anyway and then I actively starting loosing my hearing started when I was 10 because I developed a weird, magical random thing where my ears don't pop, so I got a lot of bruises and trauma to my ear drums that I had to take hella antibiotics for as a kid (big plastic blue and purple pills). This would not have been as bad if my parents weren't travel nerds and didn't force me to go on at least 6 airplane flights a year until I was like 16 /srs. As well as that, we just recently discovered that I have reverse slope hearing loss (meaning I can't hear deep voices/I can't hear you if you're facing away from me/I can't hear you talking if there's background noise) (recently discovered as in it's been on my MyChart for like a year and we never noticed it [we do this a lot. it's embarrassing]).

This is semi related but my first language was ASL and that's not even really related to the fact that I was born Deaf - it was mostly because i literally didn't talk and my parents were getting nervous. Now I'm going to school to be an ASL teacher so it all works out! And also now that I'm an adult, when I talk to Deaf people from other states, they say I have a violently strong Californian (bay area) accent - isn't that funny? I started going deaf the year I moved to California. I wonder how I would be signing if I stayed in Vegas.

I think what you're asking me is if I'm stone deaf ([Deaf people with 0% hearing] sorry if I'm mansplaining) - which is actually a very very small percentage of deaf people - 1/2%? don't quote me on that but that's what we learned in high school, might be dated. Deaf people can still hear small, fuzzy things, and some Deaf people even have enough hearing to be able to talk on the phone normally (jealousy).

This is all off the top of my head -> My good ear is around 56 to 59 dB I think that's also minus the fact that I can't hear low frequencies? Which isn't bad - it's moderate severe hearing loss, which isn't as dramatic as it sounds. idk, last time i saw an audiologist was last year yawn.

(did you know 1 in 20 Americans are medically deaf or hoh? I didn't - I found that out trying to google the percentage of stone deaf people LOL! This is actually quite funny because out of the people in my ASL language class alone, 3 of us are Deaf).

What's my daily life like? I can function in a normal conversation with people that I've been talking to since before my hearing went to shit (because I recognize their talking patterns / the noises they make and what it means). But if a stranger with a mask walked up to me trying to talk to me I would definitely be completely confused on what they are saying!! and also the mask doesn't help!! I also need closed captions on things. And unlike 90% of deaf people, yes, it kinda does help me if you over-annunciate your words.

also yes, I listen to music :) I frequent local punk and metal shows and I sit right there next to the speaker and feel the drums. I just can't listen to black metal because oftentimes I find it too low for my silly ears to pick up on and it gives me headaches. Death metal is sometimes too low for me - the guitars are never, though. I don't like listening to any other genre because it all just sounds bland to me. I like fast drums. I do like mitski, however, but that's beyond me.

Any other questions? :)

(if anyone has read this far and you're also trying to learn ASL - join my discord! link is in the pinned post. We have a channel specifically for me sharing cool ASL youtube videos and sources that I find

EDIT: I found this - 10% of deaf people are classified as profoundly deaf (90-120 dB, which, I can tell you right now that the Deaf people I know who are in their 90s can still hear small, 'fuzzy' things)

-Mod Souda

[oliviaischillin1204]

roman’s experiment

Pairings: Platonic Royality, Platonic Logince, Platonic Prinxiety (none of them interact w each other except roman but everything can be LAMP if u believe)

Word Count: 3,498

inspired by (and directly stolen from) (jk jk i love you) this post by @ssm0lb34n which. is VERY good y’all. i was just going to comment on their post but then this hit 1.5K and i said “hm maybe not”. anyways that’s it love u mwah

also i didn’t realize til i was almost done that, thematically and storywise, tis very similar to ‘music to my ears’, but. it’s a good formula lmao (although i got hella carried away again lmao. idk if it’s bc it was the last pairing or bc i am prinxiety trash, but anything prinxiety is just gonna end up being twice as long as the others and i’m just gonna have to be ok with that)

Roman glanced curiously as his hands. He had been playing around with his appearance in the Imagination, and had somehow accidentally given himself long nails. He flexed his fingers, wiggling them back and forth. It felt kinda weird, but he decided they weren’t that bad. Especially, he realized suddenly, because of how useful they could be in certain... situations.

He paused, smirking to himself. Oh, this could be fun.

~

“Hey, Padre!”

Patton looked over his shoulder to see Roman standing behind the couch.

“Hey, Ro!” He responded with a smile. “What’re you doing back there?”

“I had an idea,” Roman replied. “Would you care to be my guinea pig?”

Patton’s grin brightened. “Of course! What do I do?”

“Right now, nothing. Just sit there and stay still. Okay? No moving.”

Patton quirked his head a little, but he nodded. “Alright, here I go!”

He turned and faced forward, scrunching his face in concentration. Roman was silent for a few seconds, and the longer he waited, the more Patton wanted to squirm.

Finally Patton had to speak up. “Am I doing it right, Ro-oman!”

Patton cut himself off with a gasp at the feeling of… something drawing slow circles on his upper back. He tensed, grabbing his legs as a couple giggles escaped his mouth.

“Ro-Roman, what is thahahat?”

Roman didn’t answer, just hummed playfully. Patton was about to ask again when the senstions moved from the top of his back to lightly scraping over his shoulderblades, reaching the back of his ribs and scratching up and down relentlessly.

Patton laughed outright, jerking forward in an attempt to escape the tickly feeling, but the tickles just followed him, ruthlessly not deviating from that one little spot where his waistline met his back. He brought his arms up against his chest, uselessly clenching and unclenching his fists.

“Better keep still, Patton,” Roman sang. “Otherwise I’ll have to start my experiment all over again!”

But Patton couldn’t stop squirming now if he tried, throwing his body left and right as his laughter increased in volume.

“Ah! Rohoman, no!” Patton squealed. “That’s not fahahair!”

The tickly feelings left the back of his sides (thank GOD) before returning to his shoulder blades (oh, come ON!). Patton felt several different pokey things begin to dig in all around those sensitive bones, spidering over his left shoulder blade while clawing in circles around his right.

Patton couldn’t help the shocked laughter that burst from his lips. “ROMAN! NO! NO-O, NO, NO NO NO!”

He threw himself backwards, slamming his back against the couch cushions, but all that did was pin Roman’s evil hands behind him. The tickles seemed to intensify even more, which he didn’t even think was possible.

Patton barely heard Roman chuckle over his own laughter. “You gotta free my hands, Pops! If they can’t escape, they’ll just keep tickling and tickling and tickling…”

Patton screamed, throwing himself forward yet again, this time rolling all the way to the floor to escape the sensations at last. He laid there, taking greedy breaths as he tried to make his back stop tingling.

“Whahahat was that, Ro?” He asked through his lingering giggles, catching the creative side’s eye over the back of the couch.

Roman just smiled and held up his hands, showing off his unusually long nails. Patton’s eyes widened.

“That’s all it was? Just your nails?”

Roman nodded, coming around the couch to help the paternal side of the ground. “How did it feel?”

“Oh, my gosh, Ro,” Patton replied, still a little breathless, “that tickled like crazy! I thought I was gonna lose my mind!”

Roman quirked an eyebrow. “And imagine what could’ve happened if I had gone for your neck, or your ears, or-”

“No!” Patton exclaimed, covering his ears and scrunching his neck defensively. Roman burst out laughing.

“Don’t worry, Padre, I’m done with you. For now,” he added sweetly, causing Patton to giggle lightly in nervous anticipation.

“I’m off to find my next guinea pig.”

~

He didn’t have to look very far.

Roman passed Patton’s bedroom open bedroom door, coming to the next closed door in the hallway: Logan’s room.

He rapped his knuckles on the door and promptly hid his hands behind his back. “Logan!”

No answer. Roman bounced on his heels.

“Yo, Teach! Open up!”

Still nothing.

“Logan! I need your help with an experiment!“

Immediately the door swung open. “Hello, Roman. How may I help you?”

Roman grinned. “I’ll tell you how you can help me.” He pulled his hands out from behind his back, wiggling his clawed fingers menancingly.

“You can start laughing!”

Roman waited for Logan to react with fear, or excitement, or… well. Any reaction, really.

Instead, Logan raised a single eyebrow. “Why would I be laughing?”

Roman paused. “Because I’m going to tickle you.”

Logan’s brow furrowed. “Ah. I see. No, thank you.”

He went to shut the door in Roman’s face, but the creative side held it open.

“Come on, Specs! It’ll be fun.”

“I do not see how forcefully stimulating my nerve endings would be fun,” Logan replied, returning to where he had been reclining on his bed. “I was having a perfectly satisfactory afternoon, and I wish to continue it now.”

Roman moved to stand the foot of Logan’s bed. “Logan,” he whined. “I wanna try tickling you with my new nails! Please?”

Logan sighed, crossing one leg over another as he picked up the book on his bedside table. “Do whatever you want, but please don’t bother me.”

He opened his book to the bookmarked page without another word.

The creative side pouted. It wouldn’t be any fun if Logan wasn’t going to play along. He let his gaze drift around, until he caught sight of Logan’s socked feet near the end of his bed.

Roman felt himself begin to smile as the gears turned in his head. He knew how to make it fun.

He quietly knelt down, leaning his elbows on the end of Logan’s mattress. The logical side did not react, although whether he was absorbed in his book or simply ignoring Roman, he couldn’t be sure.

He stayed there for a few seconds, not doing anything, before lifting one finger and dragging the sharpened nail slowly down Logan’s foot.

He watched the serious side for any indication that he should stop. He didn’t want Logan to actually get mad at him, after all. But Roman was surprised to find that there was pretty much no reaction, except-

Except his fingers tightened slightly where they held the book. Roman grinned widely. Bingo.

He repeated the motion, this time with one nail on each foot, pressing not hard enough to hurt, but certainly hard enough to send tickly sensations through Logan’s socks.

He heard the other side inhale just a little to quickly, exhale a little too forcefully for it to be natural. But he still didn’t say anything.

Roman repeated these little motions for a while longer before he sighed. “I guess this isn’t working, because you’re clearly not ticklish,” he admitted with a fake frown. Logan cleared his throat.

“Clearly,” he replied, although there was a tremor in his voice.

“Well, since you’re not ticklish… and since you haven’t asked me to stop…” Roman said, relishing in the way Logan’s eyes widened when he realized his mistake, “You wouldn’t mind if I continued? You know, for my experiment?”

Logan opened his mouth to respond, but immediately slammed it shut again when Roman began focusing all of his attention on the balls of his feet, scratching his nails roughly to really make the tickles unbearable.

Roman leaned back with a smug look on his face. Oh, this was delightful. Logan was blushing, a rare sight on the normally stoic side. He was biting his bottom lip fiercely, clearly doing everything in his power not to laugh, but there was no hiding that wobbly smile on his face.

“You, okay, Logan?” Roman asked, lacing his voice with faux-concern. “You look a little funny.”

“I am fi- mmph!” Logan clamped his lips shut again, his smile fully dominating his face. Maybe it had something to do with the way Roman had just dug his fingers right underneath his toes.

“Are you sure?” Roman asked. “You seem to be having trouble talking- not that I’m complaining.” He smirked up at Logan from his position by his feet. The logical side refused to look at him, keeping his gaze solely on the book that Roman was sure he hasn’t read a word of in the past five minutes.

“Is this the way to shut you up, Lo?” He teased, watching in glee as the blush on Logan’s face deepened. “Just some itty bitty scratchies right under the teacher’s ticklish toesies? Aw, but it surely can’t tickle, because you’re not ticklish, right?”

The baby talk pushed him over: Logan finally broke into desperate giggles. He tried to pull his feet away, but Roman was too quick, pinning both ankles with one hand while he used the other to rake his fingers down both of Logan’s soles at the same time.

“Ro-man!” The word barely escaped Logan’s mouth before he succumbed to full belly laughter, fruitlessly jerking his legs in Roman’s grasp.

The creative side merely laughed. “I wonder what these nails would feel like on your bare feet-”

“NO!” Logan screamed, the word ripping through his throat as he finally yanked his feet out of Roman’s clutches.

Roman couldn’t stop the laughter that exploded from him even if he wanted to. Logan’s face, flustered and embarrassed and slightly murderous, was just too funny.

When he finally regained his breath, he smiled cheekily at Logan. “Wasn’t that so much fun, Logi Bear?”

Logan scowled at the childish nickname, but his lips still threatened to curl up at the edges.

“You are atrocious,” he muttered. Roman raised an eyebrow and reached for his feet.

“I could keep going-”

Logan pulled his knees up to his chest. “Please don’t.”

Roman smiled at the panic in Logan’s voice. “Alright, alright. I’ll leave you alone.”

As he left Logan’s room, shutting the door behind him, he grinned. These nails were a better idea than he’d ever expected.

~

Roman retreated to his room after what he considered a very successful day. His experiences with Patton and Logan definitely proved to him how strategic long nails could be. The one thing that somewhat dimmed his excitement at his discovery was the fact that there was one side in particular that he hadn’t gotten a chance to use them on: Virgil.

He had tried to look for the anxious side after he was done with Logan, but he was nowhere to be found. In fact, they didn’t see him at all for the rest of the evening. Patton had been a little concerned (Roman was as well, but he’d never admit it), but Logan assured them that it was perfectly normal behavior for Virgil to spend a prolonged amount of time by himself, and that there was nothing to worry about.

Roman was comforted by Logan’s assurance that everything would be okay (although, again, he’d never admit it), but he was a little disappointed the grumpy side hadn’t gotten to be a part of Roman’s experiment. However, Roman knew it wasn’t the end of the world. Virgil didn’t always want to play in the same way Roman played with the others, and that was totally fine.

Besides, Roman thought as he examined his nails, they weren’t just good for tickling, and in fact they looked rather good on him anyway. As he reclined in his bed, Roman pulled out a nail file, making sure to maintain his nails to their ideal shape and length.

He hadn’t been filing his nails for very long before his door was opened rather forcefully. He looked up in surprise to find Virgil standing in the doorway.

“Um, knock much?” He asked, frowning at the intrusion.

“Nah,” Virgil replied, uncharacteristically flippant. He walked over to Roman’s bed and flopped next to the creative side, jostling him quite badly.

Roman watched him with a confused look on his face. “Can I help you?”

“Nah,” Virgil repeated. Roman’s eyes narrowed.

“Did you come in here just to be a nuisance?”

“Yup.”

Roman sighed, bringing his attention back to his nails. “Well, keep still. I’m trying to work on something here.”

There was no snarky response from the other side, which was suspicious. Roman shot another glance at Virgil, only to realize that his focus was solely on Roman’s hands.

He glanced down at his nails, smiling a little as he wiggled them. “You like ‘em? I’ve had ‘em like this all day.”

Virgil snapped out of his little trance, shooting an irritated look at Roman. “Does that have anything to do with why Patton and Logan were screaming so loudly earlier?” 

Roman smirked, fondly remembering the shenanigans from that afternoon. “Afraid so. I hope we didn’t bother you.”

“You did,” Virgil replied bluntly. “You interrupted my naps. I couldn’t sleep all day.”

If Logan were here, he’d probably lecture Virgil about the importance of a regular sleep cycle and how detrimental mid-day naps can be, but Roman was not Logan. Instead, he tried to summon his inner Patton.

“I’m sorry, Virgil,” he said genuinely, “I didn’t realize we were being so loud-”

“It’s fine,” Virgil interjected. “You can make it up to me by letting me sleep in here.”

With that, he crawled right over Roman’s legs, attempting to... lay on top of him, for some reason?

“What the-? Get off!” Roman insisted, grabbing the emo side. The two wrestled for a few moments before Virgil ended up lying on his back in Roman’s lap.

“Virgil!” Roman wasn’t really angry, just highly confused. “What are you doing? Go sleep in your own bed!”

“Shh,” Virgil insisted, closing his eyes and folding his arms across his chest. “Let me sleep.”

Roman was almost at a loss for words. Virgil was normally so closed off, reserved, and totally aversive to unnecessary or intimate touch. Yet here he was, laying right across Roman’s lap for absolutely no reason. He and Roman bickered often, but Virgil was never this outwardly and intentionally annoying.

... Well. There was one reason that would make Virgil act like this.

Roman’s eyes flicked to the file in his hand, then to Virgil’s stomach, and back again. His eyes widened, and he smirked. Oh, he knew what Virgil was doing. But if he thought it was gonna be that easy, he had another thing coming.

“Okay, then,” Roman replied, and went back to filing his nails.

It was quiet for a bit, just the light shuffling sound of Roman’s file. Out of his peripheral, he saw Virgil frown at the lack of attention.

Suddenly he heaved a great sigh, wiggling around in Roman’s lap and jostling his hands yet again. A little bit of his hoodie and t-shirt pulled up, revealing a small stretch of tummy.

“Virgil, can you stop moving? I’m busy.”

Roman made sure to keep his face neutral at Virgil’s petulant look, but the emo side said nothing as Roman returned to the task at hand (pun intended).

This continued for several minutes, Virgil shifting around in increasingly obvious ways, while Roman ignored him in favor of meticulously perfecting his nails, giving the task much more attention than he normally would.

By the time he finished, almost Virgil’s entire tummy was exposed, but Roman had not done a single thing about it. Instead, he let the anxious side become more and more desperate, knowing that the anticipation was making him even more sensitive than he already was.

As Roman set aside the nail file, he noticed that there was a bit of nail dust left on his fingers. He grinned to himself, returning his hands to their place over Virgil’s torso before taking a deep breath and blowing the dust away, making sure that the stream of breath hit Virgil’s tummy.

The emo side jerked under him, his sensitivity through the roof after waiting so long for Roman to tickle him. He looked at Roman with wide eyes, but the creative side just smiled sweetly.

“Oh, sorry, Virgil. I didn’t mean to bother you, I know you’re trying to sleep. In fact, let me get out of your way, I don’t want to be a distraction-” He began to manuever himself out from underneath Virgil, but the emo side grabbed his sleeve rather forcefully.

“Roman...” Virgil pleaded, his voice low and slightly strained. Roman stopped, giving him an innocent smile.

“Yes, Virgil?”

The emo side didn’t respond, just folded his arms across his face and groaned.

“Sorry, Virgil, what was that?” Roman asked, sitting back fully.

Virgil muttered something unintelligible, his voice muffled by his hoodie.

Roman tsked. “Virge, you know you gotta speak loud and clear for me. Otherwise there’s nothing I can do to help you.”

Knowing that Virgil wasn’t looking at him, Roman hovered both of his freshly manicured hands over Virgil’s tummy.

“So I’m gonna ask you one more time: what do you want, Virgil?”

Virgil groaned even louder, slamming his arms down. “I want you to tickle me!”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Virgil’s gaze flicked from Roman’s face to his hands, now mere inches away from his vulnerable tummy. He gasped, sucking in his gut, but Roman only laughed.

“Oh? That’s it?” He responded, wiggling his fingers as he slowly edged them toward Virgil’s tummy. “Well, why didn’t you just say so?”

“Wait wait wait wahahait,” Virgil begged, giggles already coming out of his mouth.

Roman hummed in consideration. “No, I think you’ve waited long enough.”

With that, he touched down on Virgil’s skin, drawing delicate designs with his newly-filed fingernails.

There was no hiding his laughter this time; Virgil was already way too keyed up to even try that. Instead he broke into nervous giggles immediately, a steady stream of laughter that increased in volume whenever Roman moved too close to certain spots- like his bottom rib, for instance. Or just above his naval. Or the dip of his hipbone. Or halfway down his side. Or- well. Let’s just say there were a lot of ticklish little spots for Roman to work with.

“Aw, Virgil,” Roman cooed as the usually grumpy side laughed his head off, half-curled up in Roman’s lap, “I had no idea you’d like my nails so much! I wish I’d known sooner- we could’ve played together like this all day long.” He made sure to lace his words with as much sugar as he could muster, knowing that the one thing that made Virgil more ticklish, was talking about his ticklishness.

Well, Roman thought as he remembered how desperate the emo side had been for some tummy tickles, who was he to deny his good friend Virgil what he so obviously desired?

“Now Virgil, this is an experiment, you know,” he continued as if Virgil wasn’t giggling uncontrollably. “So I need to know, what tickles more? When I do this-” 

He spidered his nails on either side of Virgil’s belly button, causing him to squeal.

“-Or this?” He finished, slowly raking his nails down Virgil’s ribs. Virgil’s laughter turned into gasps as he struggled not to pull Roman’s hands away from his belly, instead waving his arms rather uselessly around him.

“N- no- Ro- I cahahahan’t!” He cried, his wide smile lighting up the room.

Roman laughed. “Didn’t you ask for this, stormcloud? Isn’t this what you wanted?” Virgil couldn’t answer through his laughter, but the blush across his cheeks told Roman that he was right. He redirected his hands yet again, one hand raking his nails across where Virgil’s side met his tummy, and the other dipping it pointer finger inside Virgil’s bellybutton.

“Ahahahahaha- Roman!” Virgil shrieked, kicking his legs as his peals of laughter left him.

Roman hummed. “If it’s such a problem, then move away.” He did slow his tickle attack, just in case Virgil really wanted to stop, but the other side made no move to escape.

“Sh- shuhuhut up!” He spit through his giggles, which grew back into loud laughter as Roman resumed his fierce tickles.

“No one tells me to shut up!” Roman declared, not holding back as he scratched and skittered his nails all over Virgil’s tummy, sides, and hips. “Prepare for death!”

Death was right; by the time Virgil batted Roman’s arm, giving the signal to stop, he was nearly out of breath altogether. Roman rubbed away the tingles with the palm of his hand, making sure to keep his nails from accidentally grazing Virgil’s skin.

“So? What do you think?” He asked Virgil once he caught his breath.

He shrugged, looking up at Roman with a content expression. “It was your experiment. What do you think?”

Roman stopped and pondered, before smiling. “I think these nails will definitely come in handy around here.”

[starsbythepocketful13]

Dash and Lily ep. 5 thoughts aka my longest one yet

• Netflix skipped right from the end of 3 to 5 and I didn’t even notice

• what is this and why is it Japanese

• ngl watching the mochi-making is relaxing

• also I really love how this show could have just been about a white girl and a white dude having a Christmas romance while interacting with their mostly white friends and family, but they said no, we’re going to include POC. Way more reflective of modern day America and I am here for that.

• DIVERSITY ❤️

• I legit love this dare. Mochi making. I wish I could do this.

• both of these dares look hella fun

• the audacity of this Japanese granny throwing out his attempt at mochi (but is she wrong, nope LOL TRASH)

• “he looks rude.” Very on the nose.

• last time I’ll say it: I WOULD LOVE for someone to take me on a date featuring these dares

• Lily, breaking shit is fun. You should try it.

• Mori-Novak? I’m realizing I don’t actually know either of their last names. Literally the only last name I know is THIBAUD.

• actually yeah you do sound like a stalker.

• Edgar, there are nicer things (or just things) to say other than “you’re weird” and variations thereupon

• this man (boy, I guess) seems very patronizing

• don’t ever say the word bourgeoisie again.

• I wanna say that it’s cute that he still has her bracelet but he still seems like a douche and they are n o t endgame

• NYC you are gorgeous at Christmas. God, I miss pre-pandemic life

• I feel bad for thirsting after Dash a bit since he’s technically a teenager in the show

• awkward......could have been worse tho. Legit thought he was naked under the robe.

• bReAkFaSt At TiFfAnY’s

• someone tell him to put on another cable knit sweater for dinner

• lowkey love the phrase “eternally fraught”

• STOP RIPPING OUT PAGES LOL

• stop fighting Benny and Langston it’s making me sad

• geez this apartment is b e a u t i f u l. Lily and Langston’s apartment: goals.

• LANGSTON SHUT UP.

• YEAH YOU SHOULD BE SORRY.

• bro your dad is just old you. Exactly the same. Good on him for landing the hot microbiologist tho.

• so that’s who he called for dinner

• um because books are great, dad

• “sometimes the best answer to a problem makes itself heard, but only if your mind is quiet” wise words lily

• aww Lily got to him. Made him soft ❤️

• I want that green birdcage

• POOR INNOCENT SNOWMEN but also I guess she heard my suggestion 😂

• oh I guess it’s time for Edgar to get his

• kinda feel bad for him. He was a stupid kid and now he’s getting yelled at for being a stupid kid haha

• we were all stupid kids once

• i’m sorry, but the only one who actually looks (kind of) like a high schooler in this show is Lily.

• oh of course she’s moving back

• MALLOY? These names.

• OH SHIT OH SHIT THIS IS GONNA BE CRAZY. wait never mind they’re definitely going to meet next episode, NOT this one. MB.

•I’m excited and nervous as hell bc the book meeting was TRAGIC for Lily



[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

WhatsApp? Part 8. (Steve Rogers x reader)

Description: You’ve never been lucky with guys. You just wanted to catch someone’s eye, to be loved. One day, that’s about to turn completely - with one fake, completely imagined number a guy gave you

A/N:  @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory thank you for reblogging! I notice every note and reblog you left me, babez! But I have a seriously hard time responding even to my own gf at the time, bcs I'm in the more depressed mood. Sorry.

Word count: 2 K 

Tagging: @missdictatorme, @songforhema, @mikariell95

Read the rest here: Part One  Part Two  Part three  Part four  Part five  Part Six  Part seven

If you like to have your readings in order :):  H E R E  

The big evening finally came. Every one of you was in the backstage, listening to some stand-up comedian. He truly was hilarious.

It was simple - there was a hall full of people who had bought the tickets in pre-order. All of that money went to a charity. Then they could give more money if they wanted to the lady by the ticket station. After every show, the hall cleared out and people with tickets on the next show sat at the tables, ordered some drinks and waited for it to start. Some shows had twenty minutes, but there were other people, who had five minutes lasting shows as you were.

There were even people from the Marina present, those who were voted to take the check from Tony Stark himself as well. And they looked like they had a hella good time.

"I will sit next to you, would you mind?" - Deena said, already sitting down. You scooped a bit further to make some place for her ass. Then the both of you turned your heads to look at the guy performing. You both laughed. There was some singers, some bands, some other Charity workers - there was basically everyone. You even got a bit too excited when you saw Pepper freaking Potts sitting at the table in the back of the hall next to Happy Hogan.

Through the whole evening, you texted with Steve. You told him every of your itsy bitsy feelings and he was so kind that he has listened to you all the time. Meanwhile, girls have done your make-up and your hair, so you looked like a real lady coming straight from the forties.

May's hair was the hardest do make - she had a long, strong hair and she has a hell lot of them, which made it almost impossible to do. Yet she was now standing behind you on her high heels, looking definitely breathtaking.

Y/N: Never realizes that there will be so many people out here! I'm getting pretty nervous, handsome.

Steve: Do not freak out. It is going to be completely fine. We are here out with Bucky and Sam, pouring down some drinks. We are looking forward to your performance, girls. We truly do.

Y/N: Yeah, looking forward to seeing me killing somebody else?

Steve: Stop it. You will be great. And you will not convince me otherwise. And I will be there to see all of it.

That made you smile. Steve was the mental and emotional support to you every step you made and every breath you took, just like in that The Police song. When you felt insecure about you looking fat, Steve reminded you of how blown away he was just with the way you looked in that costume. When you thought that your make-up and your hair is too much, Steve texted back that you'll be beautiful to him no matter how much you'll put on.

He truly was trying to make every one of your little insecurities go away and he was doing a great job.

"He's somewhere out here tonight?" - Deena asked all of a sudden. She and Val took some really sultry sapphic photos before that and you were sure that they'll be used when you'll recap your whole year on the office Christmas party. They both looked sexy as hell, Deena even went so far she had shortened her skirt and wear her super push-up bra to make her cleavage more visible.

"Not at the moment, but he'll be. Yeah." - You nodded with a shy smile of a nervous girl. It was so strange, knowing that Steve will be there, checking out each of your moves with his bros.

You never showed him your face, but daily life pics became a next step between for the two of you. When you were at work, you took a simple headless selfie in the bathroom mirror, at lunch you photographed your food and you also sent him a photo of you in your PJ, doing a routine movie watching with some popcorn and Coke.

Steve, on the other hand, was a serious piece of cake. You drooled and you didn't even realize that your mouth was wet all over from your own saliva.

To say that Steve was buffed as fuck was a serious understatement. He was ripped like a Greek god. Maybe even they were nothing on his body. His usual daily selfie was a mirror one with him having a white, usually sweaty t-shirt and grey work out sweats. There was usually a bottle of water included. Sometimes he snapped a quick picture of him getting ready. Once you even felt your heart-stopping because of the sight of his collar bones and shoulders in a work out tank top.

At that moment, you were ready to call yourself some good ol' ambulance, because your eyes were drowning at that sight. He was a guy with a naturally sweet nature, so huge and ripped and yet somehow he hadn't found a girlfriend to be with. You couldn't comprehend.

Before meeting him on WhatsApp, you didn't believe in fucking miracles - but here he was and he seemed to be into you. You were hella out of your mind.

Yep. You had gotten off because of those pictures. Once or twice. But that was not your fault at all. You were a woman, someone who had their specific needs. That's just how it was. And Steve seriously was someone who even Val found seriously attractive.

Girls from the office were obsessed all over you two - sometimes, Deena and Suzie sang that you're in love and you answered that you're not. Which obviously became a really dramatic I won't say I'm in love from Hercules. But yeah. Just to be honest, you were all over the fucking place bevause of him. Which happened never ever before. And you haven't even met that man at the time. It was really fucking weird. It felt like his face isn't important to you - you knew him. That's what mattered.

"Do you think you'll be able to see him? Like a sixth sense? It would be as exciting as the end of the Titanic." - Deena sighed dreamily. You frowned at that.

"If you think that the death of basically 60% of the passengers was exciting... You do you I guess." - You answered with a strange expression on your face. 

“Hey. You have that sexy hunk just waiting for every word you want to write to him and not each of us has the opportunity to have that. Some of us just develop a simple crush on Leo DiCaprio. Did you even see that little angelic baby in that movie? Jeez.” - Deena giggled. When she started, she was deadly serious, but in the end, she was laughing. 

But she was totally clear about her crush on Leo. She even had a collection of t-shirts with Leos face on it. But she was all truthful - not everyone finds someone like you found Steve. All it took was a couple of coincidences and there you were.

“But it's nice. Men like that remind you that gentlemen are not a dead thing yet, even now.” - She leaned her shoulder into yours, smiling all happily. - “But I am a bit jealous about all of that, not gonna lie.” 

Your head slowly bobbed and you leaned your forehead into khaki green cap masterly pinned into her hair with some pinnets. She was looking all good. 

And she was right per se. Steve was truly something the others could be only possibly jealous of. And you should be really, really glad for him

And your gratefulness was the thing that made you all nervous about him being present while you do a total asshat in front of anybody else. 

The time flew past you without you barely noticing. There were two other performers in the line in front of your office, and at the next moment, May was gripping your elbow and lead you to the moral hooray before you actually went to the stage. She was probably the best motivational speaker you ever heard, those men and women with courses were nothing on May Parker.

“Okay ladies, I am sincerely proud of you for not being afraid and actually doing all of this. I can't even express how happy I am that I found so many amazing women to do something like that with me. You're all looking flawless, pretty and lovely and I know we will nail the choreography because we worked hard almost every evening for the past few months, we will nail it. And now stand up and let's kick the others their asses!” - May yelled cheerfully. Every one of you clapped, those who had the need to express themselves louder, those cheerfully blew a whistle for May. 

You feel a little confident - nothing too much harsh, nothing too big, but at least you felt positive about yourself when you took your chair and walked onto the stage.

---

“Can you feel the tension in the air? Something's coming.” - Sam nudged Bucky's side with his elbow. Bucky just gave him an ice-cold look and took his another beer from Sam's palm. 

Steve made Sam take the tickets from the lady sitting behind the counter with all highschool girl nervousness - he was able to almost kill Sam when he joked about leaving the tickets on the counter. He was super nervous, super curious, almost not able to keep the feelings contained inside. 

Their small group walked into one of the back tables with a clear view - you tried to take the best places which will be basically on the distance of a stretched arm. It was also close to the bar, which was some great news for Sam. 

“Just jokin', Mr. Grumpy. I'm kinda curious about that girl. You plan on showing us or you will keep a secret?” - Sam sat on the other side of Bucky, taking a strong swing of his beer. 

“Probably a secret. It would not be fair for you to know her face before she knows mine.” - Steve giggled and crawled deeper into his hood. He was worse than Natasha when she was on her missions, just tried to keep his identity in secret, but that was extremely hard because of how enormous he was. 

“Like if birdbrain knew what intimacy or privacy is.” - Bucky said with an ironic tone of voice which made Sam frown as hell again. 

“Well excuse me, but I know today's world more than you two will ever have the chance to. Don't try to make me angry, 'cause you can lose your biggest guide just like dat.” - Sam said with all serious face, but every one of them knew that he's shitting them. 

Y/N: Okay, it's here. Wish me luck, cross your fingers, do whatever the hell you want, but enjoy it.

A text came just short second before all the lights turned down and Steve curiously wiggled on his chair with an expression of a small child. And at that moment, a serious load of ladies in forties female formal clothes came out of the curtains with chairs in their hands. And even tho he couldn't see the shirt you had under your uniform, at that moment, he exactly knew which one of them is you.

[warletscitch]

Bad Things [ 3 ]

Pairing: Tom Holland x Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, ANGST, like one sexual reference

Summary: Y/n is so hypnotized with Tom, it’s effecting her relationship with Harrison

A/N: Ok so Tumblr is trash and it won’t let me add a title for some reason so I had to do this weird huge ass font. But anyway, thank you all so much to those giving me feedback on this story. I hope y’all know I work so hard on my writings and to know that at least one person likes them means the whole world. Anyway, this chapter was hella fun to write. Also my taglist is growing which I’m super excited about! Just message me or shoot me an ask if you’d like to be added

Chapter 1, 2

Don’t forget to brush your hair, you thought to yourself as you scurried around the kitchen searching for something small and quick to eat. You were running behind because you slept in and now you had less time to get ready for work. The only good thing about waking up early at this moment was that Harrison and Tom were still sleeping. Haz didn’t have work until later and you didn’t know about Tom but you also didn’t really care. Whenever you slept at Harrison’s, you would set an alarm to wake up and go back to your apartment that was downstairs and you’d get ready for work at home but today was not working like that. So you wore the same shorts you did the day before and stole one of Harrison’s tee shirts and cinched it up, attempting to make it look cute. After grabbing a water bottle and a granola bar, you were finally in your car driving to the studio you worked at. You ran your hands through your hair in distress only to realize you completely forgot to brush it. Well, at least you weren’t going to be late.

—

“Y/n someone just came in, asking for you.” You whipped around to face your co-worker who tapped your shoulder. You worked as an assistant to a fashion photographer. Why would someone be looking for you? It couldn’t be Harrison because everyone in the studio knows him because of how often he stops by to bring you lunch, or pick you up. You gave your co-worker Laura, a weird look and then walked over to the front door. Standing behind the front desk was Tom. This fucking boy, you wished you could scream but you just smiled at him, “Hey?”

“I want some headshots.” His hands were stuffed in his pockets but he stood still with confidence. The confidence you’d find in a narcissist.

“Did you schedule a shoot?” He easily could’ve gone online and planned something or even called the studio but there’s no way he did. That would make your life easier so why would he?

“I figured our chat last night counted as a scheduling.” You look at him with anger and even though you want to yell at him for being so childish, you also want to give him everything he wants. His golden eyes shine onto you like sunlight and it burns, it hurts but it also feels good, warm and comfortable. But you don’t say anything, you just walk towards the back space of the room where another small studio is set up. It was a good thing you were friends with almost everyone at the studio or else you wouldn’t know how to explain yourself.

“My friend Sadie will take some pictures of you, just go over to her when she’s done with her client and tell her I sent you.” You pointed to Sadie who wore a bright yellow flowy tank top with flowers on it.

“She’s cute.” Tom said before slowly walking over to her. You just rolled your eyes knowing that Sadie wouldn’t even look twice at him since she had a boyfriend. You stood in the corner of the room, near a closet filled with props and clothes. Watching Tom walk and talk with other people was interesting. You could clearly see manipulation in his hand movements and the way he titled his head when he spoke. He was definitely attractive and that’s probably why he so easily got what he wanted all the time. He changed into a few different outfits at Sadie’s request. There was something about the way black looked on him that was enthralling. It matched his dark aura, but you liked it. Sadie took pictures of him and giving you looks after each shot, with an expression that basically said “What the fuck?” After she took the headshots she directed Tom to the changing room where he could put back on his normal clothes. As soon as he was gone Sadie was running right up to you.

“Is he your boyfriend? He’s an ass, but he’s definitely cute.” Sadie talked fast and you tried to keep up. Sad to see that Sadie could already tell he was a douche bag in the short amount of time she had to deal with him.

“No he’s not my boyfriend. He is an ass though and I’m sorry I just threw him at you. It’s a long story.”

“He said you slept at his place last night?” Of course he did. Of course he told some twisted truth just to start drama.

“No, oh my gosh, no! We both slept at Harrison’s last night. He’s calling it his place because he’s staying with Haz. Like I said, long story.” Sadie just gave you a nervous look and you told her you would tell her more later. Soon enough Tom came rolling out of the changing rooms and leaned against the wall, looking right at you.

“If you go on our website and type in this code, you can find your headshots there.” You handed him a piece of paper with the code on it. He smiled, taking the paper and shoving it in his pocket. It felt a little like Tom didn’t actually want pictures of himself and he just wanted to see you. You didn’t want to think like that, but that’s how it felt.

“What time do you get off?” You could feel his eyes on you and you wanted to look back, with your head high and shoulders back but you couldn’t so you just looked at his forehead, the space between his eyebrows. It was a stupid trick but it worked whenever you didn’t want to look someone in the eye. For you, it was risky business making eye contact, especially with someone like Tom.

“I have a lunch break in five minutes actually and then I’ll be home around 3.” You looked at the clock on the wall behind Tom, 11:55.

“Lunch break. Let me get you lunch. Since you got me pictures.” Tom was leaning closer and closer towards you, his smile widening. You leaned further away even though you didn’t mind being close to him. His energy was somehow soft, but in a dangerous way. Danger. Tom wasn’t anything dangerous, just a fuckboy with a rude attitude. You had to stop thinking so badly of him. There’s no reason for you to be afraid, right? The walls around you and him were getting smaller and it was like you were in this tiny space with only Tom. You moved backward, your shoulder hitting the wall behind you before calmly saying, “You don’t have to.” He touched your shoulder, moving it away from the wall. His grip on your shoulder was strong but his hands were soft on your bare skin. It was...nice. His touch was cooling, as if it relaxed all the tense muscles in your arm.

“It’s okay love, I want to.” And you couldn’t say no to his honey dripping voice, so the only word left was yes.

“You can leave the building for your break right?” Yes.

“Do you like coffee?” Yes.

Tom’s car was surprisingly clean, it even smelled nice. He drove pretty fast and you clung onto the leather seat below you, trying to look collected. So you opened your window and relaxed, letting the wind toss around your hair. The conversation in the car was small and short. He asked you about how long you worked at the studio and how long you knew Harrison. It wasn’t until the ride was over that you noticed he was only asking you questions and you didn’t get to learn anything about him. You hoped that would change though as you entered the small coffee shop.

“So, what’s your story?” It may have been blunt but you wanted to know so you figured you would just ask instead of trying to dance around certain topics in conversation.

“Don’t really have one. Just your average guy, living life the best he can.” He sat right across from you, his arms crossed. He was lying.

“Everyone has a story. Why’d you get kicked out of your apartment?” You said, pretending that you didn’t hear what he said to Harrison last night about how people didn’t like his lifestyle. Well what the hell lifestyle was that?

“Wouldn’t you like to know. Don’t worry, it was nothing illegal.” You just frowned wishing he’d tell you more.

“How was sleeping with Haz last night? You guys have any fun?” Tom grinned, propping his elbows up on the table.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” You mocked him, laughing. The rest of the time spent at the coffee shop was actually good. He payed for everything like he said he would, he even opened the car door for you. It wasn’t until you finally made it back to the studio that you pulled out your phone to see 6 texts and 3 missed calls from Harrison. You read the first one you saw.

You still wanting pizza for lunch? Cuz I was thinking about sandwiches tbh. I’ll be at the studio around 12.

Shit. Harrison was going to pick you up for lunch today. How could you forget about the plans you two had made yesterday? You both wanted to go check out that new pizza place down the road from the studio. Although Harrison apparently wanted a sandwich now. The events that happened last night seemed to throw you way off. You honestly couldn’t even remember what happened yesterday, you only remembered last night when your high school dreams of kissing Harrison were about to come true, only for Tom to ruin them. But how could you be so forgetful and irresponsible?

“Everything okay?” Tom’s voice took you out of your thoughts as he opened the door for you. You walked into the building of the studio.

“I was supposed to get lunch with Haz. Ugh, he’s gunna be wondering where I am.”

“You don’t have to tell him where you are or what you do. He doesn’t control you.” Tom started slowly walking away and you just looked at him with your jaw dropped. It wasn’t like that with Harrison at all. Why would Tom say that? You went to say something but your phone screen lit up with another text. You looked down to see Harrison’s name on the screen.

Wow. Thanks for telling me. Hope you had fun with Tom.

How did he know you were with Tom? You looked up from your phone to ask Tom if he told Harrison, but he wasn’t in sight.

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neighbor! daniel

member: kang daniel ft seongwoo + hyung line

summary: you never actually bothered interacting with your neighbors tbh nor did daniel who is just living right beside your place. but fate plays along, in a funny way.

a/n: i’m not good with fluff au tbh but anyways, dedicated to those who needed a cute daniel scenario hehehe

you’re just coming back home from college and you’re like 100% done with life tbh, all you wanted to do is take a long bath and go to sleep

like always, you would hear a bunch of noise from different directions because most of the people living that apartment are college students

ofcourse you know who they are, and possibly how they are

but nah, talking with them? definitely a no from you

it’s not like you’re shy or anti-social

you’re just…. tired lol

and yes, you do know kang daniel

actually everyone knows kang daniel

but that’s not the point

daniel is your neighbor ever since you came as a first year student in your college

daniel is your senior by a year so he lived in the apartment longer than you did

also you guys never actually greeted each other properly

and it’s already the third year you’re here,,,,

so anyways, you’re about to unlock your apartment before you heard a loud shriek from daniel’s apartment

now you’re not the type to be curious of those stuff like let’s be real here, it’s going to waste your resting time

but you had no choice but to witness a group of guys pushing each other, playing around and probably some arguing at the backcoming out from daniel’s place

and you literally have the “what-the-hell” look on your face like who are these people making extra sound pollution at night

“hi there cutie”

“back tf off”

6 males are shook

“uh sorry about that” 

you see daniel approaching you and tbh you just want to enter your apartment right now

but your feet stays on the ground like uh are you mesmerized by kang daniel……again…..

and no, you do not have a crush on him

it’s just that daniel looks hella good like 24/7 and it’s impossible not to like that

your mind right now: ok you need to chill because daniel is about to talk to you again-

“my friends are drunk so they’re doing dumb stuff”

“um excuse me, but i’m NOT DRUNK”

“shut up, jaehwan”

suddenly you see this jaehwan guy trying to fight with the other guy who 100% looks done with him (coughs minhyun coughs)

then you see another guy putting his arm on daniel’s shoulder while eyeing you

“so who is this?”

you really just want to get into your apartment…. but hello there another good looking guy

“i’m y/n”

“such a beautiful name”

“thanks-”

daniel at the side: OK THAT’S ENOUGH

you: UM what’s wrong……

the good looking guy remains unbothered by daniel by the way lol

also good looking guy pushes daniel away

“i’m seongwoo but you can call me as yours ;)”

you laugh, because firstly that’s actually a bad pick up line, EVER

secondly, it’s obvious that seongwoo is joking around???? he cute tho

“you’re funny”

“THANK YOU SO MUCH, FINALLY SOMEONE IS SAYING I’M FUNNY”

daniel comes back to seongwoo’s side

“we are done here, sorry for bothering you and please, if you see these guys anywhere….just run”

“uh,,, sure??”

notes to be taken: kang daniel is weird

“so bye!!!!” 

daniel basically drags everyone away, especially seongwoo that is spitting out some random pick up lines to you lmao,,,,,

anyways

you don’t see them anymore

except daniel ofcourse

but somehow you’re like more aware of daniel’s presence now

like you realized how you guys always go out from the apartment at the same time

and also when you guys go back home

after 3 years,,,,,,,,,,,

sometimes daniel greets you

and you get awkward sometimes when he does it… because you NEVER get greetings there

but daniel’s greets became like a routine and you expect it everyday now

and it’s super weird because one time he didn’t come out from his apartment in the morning

and you were 100% sure he had a class that day

and you felt empty when you came out the apartment alone,,,, 

you lowkey needed his simple “hi, good morning” 

but you highkey went like “pshh, i don’t need his greeting lol it’s getting annoying anywAYS”

but that’s obviously a lie

so that whole day you felt so grumpy like everyone was like 

“are you okay”

“YES OF COURSE why would…i….not…be….okay”

“your face looks so stressed out, are you sure you’re okay–”

“CAN YOU STOP ASKING BECAUSE I AM 100% SURE THAT I AM FINE OKAY”

ANDDDD basically everyone just stops talking to you for that day 

you didn’t mind though because you didn’t want to remind yourself it’s because of that neighbor of yours

but when you came back to your apartment that day

you hear the door beside yours open

before you could register it in your mind

there was daniel with his messy hair

and black hoodie with his ripped jeans

looking hella good AGAIN

“oh hi, y/n!! good evening” 

“….”

daniel got confused because you didn’t answer back and it was making him feel awkward and he wanted to just leave,,,, but then you were like 

“hi daniel!!!”

you suddenly hated yourself because your ass got too excited over a GREETING

everything got so awkward but daniel got shy????? his lips smiled so widely????? and he just????? nod his head cutely

you got so embarrassed tbh and you just unlocked your door and shut it quickly

your heart was beating quickly and you were so in denial over the whole thing with daniel

you: my heart is beating like this because i ran into my apartment too fast right”

…..speechless

daniel at the other side: are they going to make my heart flutter everyday,,,,,,,,, but i like it though…..

SQUEALS

so after that day, you get extra cautious over your reply to daniel

“hi, y/n”

“hi daniel……………..”

ok so you did make things alot awkward

but daniel is just a happy bean because he gets to talk to you everyday

he’s also sad that the only thing you both speak with each other is greetings only

but like he also tried to ask you about other stuff but he’s scared he asks too much and bothers you

and he also thinks that….you….might like….seongwoo

because apparently you didn’t “run” like what he told you to do when you see the guys

specifically seongwoo

you sometimes see seongwoo at your college because your department is near his

and he goes like “hey there!!! wanna go and have lunch together!!!”

you find him fun to hang out with tbh 

even though 99% is him dragging you to eat lunch with him

daniel knows about you hanging out with seongwoo because seongwoo tells him everything,,,,,

“do you want to eat lunch with us”

“no it’s ok, you guys go ahead”

seongwoo tells you that daniel can’t make it again

and your smile just drops naturally but you just quickly try to act normal

TOO LATE

seongwoo figures out something you haven’t even realized it yourself

“on the scale of 0 to 10, 0 being the lowest, how much do you like daniel”

cue you choking on your drink because whaT THE

“of course it’s a zero”

“ah, so you’re at the denial phase”

“wHAT NO”

“ok, you’re at the second level of denial phase”

“shut UP SEONGWOO”

“third level–”

that’s when you finally listened to daniel about running away if you see the guys

SPECIFICALLY SEONGWOO 

and daniel thinks seongwoo did something to you because seongwoo hasn’t talk about you anymore

so for the first time ever

daniel knocks on your apartment door

and you thought it’s your other neighbor

but surprise!!!! it’s kang daniel

and you’re so lost when you see him

because you just finished watching a sad movie and your eyes are so teary

daniel thinks it’s because of seongwoo (lmao))

“are you okay???”

“I’M FINE”

“no no no, you’re not fine”

daniel pushes you into your apartment and makes you sit down on your couch and he sits across you

“tell me about it”

“about what”

“….did seongwoo rejected you….”

“seongwoo????”

“yes him,,,, you guys always hang out together and suddenly you guys are not….. what happened”

“daniel, it’s nothing–”

“what do you mean it’s nothing, he made you cry”

“what– no, i’m not crying because of him!!”

“then why aren’t you guys hanging out anymore….”

you literally just stay silent……… and looking at him…..

daniel sighs and goes like “just tell me”

you got nervous suddenly,,,,,,

“it was actually about you……..”

daniel looks so confused

his head is tilting cutely and you just go !!!

“what about me?”

“seongwoo asked me something…… he asked me if….i like you”

daniel keeps quiet and you feel so weird because he never look this serious before

“i can’t believe that guy is seriously oblivious the fact that you like him”

…….. you just stares at him tbh……

“wait,,, do you like him???”

“uh no”

“then why did he asks you if you like me instead????”

“he….sensed something and it’s weird if i explain it… i just,,, can’t say it to you”

“do you hate me then?”

“no, NO ofcourse not!!”

“so you like me then?”

“yes, wait, wAIT no, i mean no yes, i don’t know?”

your cheeks gets warm and you just want to HIDE

but you see daniel,,,, looking all happy and smiley and it makes your heart flutter

and you smile with him

and you both got so shy

so cute

and you both just look at each other more

and it’s not even awkward anymore

daniel just,,,, smiles even more and he’s like

“i….actually like you… alot”

you blush madly……a kang daniel effect

daniel rubs his neck and gets more shy 

“and i really hope you like me too…..”

and then you get more shy

basically you guys are a bunch of cute shy people 

you look at him again like after trying to avoid his face

“i think i like you… alot too”

“that’s great”

daniel looks at you lovingly

and your heart flips

“does this mean i’m gonna be more than your neighbor now ;)”

okay so it’s really not that fluff au because i really suck at writing cute stuff lmao anyways i hope you guys enjoyed it!!!!

[dresupi]

Santa Baby

Pairing:  Darcy Lewis/Phil Coulson For:  @hollyspacey Prompt:  ‘Santa Baby’ by Madonna Rating:  T Word Count:  1735

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"I can't believe I let you talk me into this…" Phil muttered under his breath.  

Darcy had to suppress a laugh, because she couldn't really believe it either.  "Oh hush.  You look holly-jolly and bowl-full-of-jelly and all that jazz. Kris Kringle." She winked in Phil's direction and he shot her daggers from behind his half-moon specs.  "Plus, everyone loves it. You've had like twenty people in your lap tonight."

She'd actually been kinda jealous of all the people who got to sit in Phil's lap.  Apparently her plan of getting him in a Santa suit had done nothing for her little libido problem.  

Okay, that was a lie.  It was a big libido problem.  She was crushing hard on her boss and was pretty sure he had no idea.  

"I know," he said deliberately.  "I've had twenty people in my lap tonight…"  

"You're making everyone's holiday wishes come true."  

Everyone's except hers, but considering he didn't have a clue about her feelings or what her holiday wish even was, she wasn't going to blame him for that.

"These are adults, Darcy.  Not a single one of these people believes in Santa anymore. Plus, I think half of those agents want you in their lap and not to..." he trailed off for a moment before continuing, "...sit in mine."  

There was only one lap she wanted to sit in.  

Darcy subconsciously reached down to straighten her green and red elf skirt.  The bells jingled. "It's a holiday party, Phil.  Everyone's having fun.  Come on, Scroogey Claus. Don't you want some punch?"    

"Is it spiked?"  

"Your memo said specifically not to spike the punch, so I'd say it's probably only been spiked three times by now…"

"Then give it another half hour, I want a decent buzz."  

She reached into the bowl of candy canes, unwrapping one and sticking the end in her mouth.  "C'mon, admit it.  This is fun.  You wouldn't be doing the Santa laugh if it wasn't fun."  

"It's not me, it's the suit.  I don't know… it's like I'm being compelled beyond my control."  

She laughed. "Yeah, that's the holiday spirit.  I'm told it's painful for first timers, but ya know. It gets better."

"I've had holiday spirit before," he argued.  

"Yeah.  On Captain America's Birthday."  

"You mean the Fourth of July?"  

"Same difference," she said with a smirk. She giggled a little, and then nearly jumped out of her skin when Clint tapped her shoulder. She was really getting sick of all these assassin-types sneaking up on her. Not cool, guys.  Not cool.    

"Heya, Princess Pinky Pie, Can we get a photo with Santa?" he asked.  

"Okay, first off, I am not a magical pink pony princess, I am one of Santa's most esteemed elves.  And my name is Pinky Perky-Pants… and next…" She turned, looking vaguely around for other people and seeing no one.  "We? Where is this 'we' of which you speak?  I only see you, Hawkguy."  

"We as in 'you and me'?"  Clint grinned.  "I want the elf in my picture too…gonna send it to Tony.  Legolas and Pinky Pie with Santa."  

"Pinky Perky-Pants and who's gonna take the picture, genius?"  Darcy asked, thinking she'd outsmarted the archer. "This is a two man operation.  He's the lap, I'm the snap…"  She held out her phone and mimed taking a picture.  

"I will,"  Natasha said, suddenly right behind Darcy and speaking in her left ear.  She jumped again, nearly dropping her phone, but the assassin caught it and and deftly unlocked it despite Darcy never having told her the password. But Darcy Lewis hadn't been surprised in approximately six years, so she took it in stride.  "C'mon, Darce.  It's Clint's only Christmas wish…"  

"To get a picture with Santa and the elf?" she asked incredulously.  

"Yep, definitely."

"I'm the elf too," Clint insisted, a whiff of his breath hitting her face and making her realize that her earlier predictions about the punch were directly on the nose. 

"Okay…"  Darcy turned to find Clint already settling into Phil's lap, looking very pleased with himself.  Darcy perched primly on Phil's left leg, trying not to put all her weight on him.  

Phil grunted a little. "Barton.  What are they feeding you? Lead?"  

"Just eatin' my wheaties, Coulson…" Clint grinned widely.  

Darcy shifted a little bit, trying to get more centered so she wouldn't tip.

That proved to be her undoing, though, because as Natasha was counting down, Clint slid unceremoniously to the floor and either accidentally or purposefully kicked Darcy's leg out of the way, sending her sprawling across Phil's lap.  Which was of course, how Natasha snapped the picture.  

Phil grabbed her before she hit the floor, and it would have been very romantic, had they not been dressed up like some kind of Rankin-Bass stop motion special.  

Darcy might have had a thing for older men, but Santa was really pushing the envelope.

Even though the knowledge that it was Phil behind the white beard was making her second guess her kinks.

"That's a good picture, that's going out in the email on Monday…" Natasha said, grinning widely as she admired her handiwork.  

"Nat…" Darcy protested, struggling to sit up and get to a standing position ASAP.  "Come on…"  

"Hey, here's an idea," Clint said, hopping up from the floor.  "Why don't you give me the Santa hat, I'll do the rest of the photo ops and you guys can go… get…"  

"Holly-Jolly?"  Natasha filled in, grinning widely.  

Darcy rolled her eyes, because obviously there was a plot here.  She grabbed the hat off Phil's head, tossing it to Clint.  

"How much was the bet?" asked Phil, tugging off the beard.  

"What bet?"  Clint asked, feigning ignorance.  

Natasha rolled her eyes and began fiddling around on Darcy's phone.  "It's in the five figures, and that's all you need to know."  

"At least you didn't push us under the mistletoe," Darcy said incredulously.  

"Mistletoe is so predictable…"  Natasha replied, wrinkling her nose.  "Besides.  The bet wasn't for a kiss.  Although, that would be a bonus."  

Darcy took off her own hat, the one that had the elf ears attached and tossed it to Natasha, who promptly put it on and somehow managed to look downright adorable in it.  

They ransacked the refreshment table, leaving with a tray-full of the best finger foods the caterers had to offer.  

Darcy was also able to swipe a bottle of booze from beneath the refreshment table.  She was super excited about it until she saw that it was Barbara's-from-Accounting. That woman only drank the nastiest seasonal Schnapps Dekuyper had to offer.

But it was possibly better than nothing.  

Maybe?

She was trying to detach herself from her nerves.  Try to stay cool and breezy.  

Who cared if Natasha told them to go get 'holly-jolly'?  Not Darcy.  Because she totally knew what that meant and it wasn't something that made her cheeks go all rosy, or her nose go all cherry.  

Because getting 'holly-jolly' with Phil was definitely what she'd been hoping for since pretty much day one of her job here at S.H.I.E.L.D.  And therefore, she shouldn't be nervous at all, right?  

Phil seemed fine with it anyway.  Which meant…  

What in Saint Nick's jingle bells did it mean?

  They left the event room and wandered down the hall until they found an office with a cracked door.  There was only one chair, so Phil rolled it out into the hallway and plopped down on the floor behind the desk.  

Darcy took a swig from the bottle, wincing at the pepperminty taste before passing it to Phil. It was honestly the worst, like taking shots of Blue Scope, but it took the edge off her nerves, so she let it slide.   "I've never seen you even attend this party before, let alone cosplay Ole Saint Nick.  What gives, Phil?  Why did you even agree to this?"  

He looked at her for a long moment.  A really long moment, before he took a long swig from the bottle  His eyes stayed on hers, and Darcy felt her cheeks flush red.  "I have a thing for the elf," he replied.  

Her eyebrows went straight up.  "For the elf, huh? I'm assuming you're not talking about Legolas…" She jutted her head to the side, in the general direction of the merriment down the hall.

He chuckled. "Not quite, no… it's more for… what did you say your name was again?"  

She tried not to laugh when she said it.  "Pinky Perky-Pants…"  

"Yeah.  I have a thing for Pinky Perky-Pants."  

She pressed her lips together and looked down at her pointy shoes.  "This is weird because I normally don't have a thing for Santa… and I still don't… but I hella have a thing for my boss."  

"Really? Huh.  That's normally something that gets you put on the naughty list, you know," he said with a wink.  

"But it doesn't in my case?" she asked, grinning widely.

"No, it does.  Just… not the naughty list that gets no presents."

She reached for the bottle. "Is that you or the Schnapps talking?"  

"A little of both, maybe?"  he replied.  "Doesn't make it any less true, though…"  

"What kind of presents do I get, Phil?"  

He shifted over a little, so his fingers brushed hers slightly. He'd shed the belt and the red coat along with the extra fluff for his bowl-full-of-jelly a while ago, but he was still wearing those red pants.  And he smelled like a peppermint nightmare.  

But Darcy wouldn't change a thing about the way this was happening.  

His lips met hers and she sighed into his mouth.  

"Do I get any more, or is that it, since I'm on the naughty list?" she asked, her lips brushing against his when she smiled.  

Phil grinned, his other hand coming up to twist into her hair as he kissed her again, more deeply this time.  Her belly swooped and she reached up to grasp his white-t-shirt, holding him in place.  

His lips caressed hers, his tongue prodding gently at her bottom lip, coaxing her to part her lips, tilting her head to better slot her mouth over his.

Time basically stood still. A little bit holiday magic and a little bit Peppermint Schnapps.  And neither of them noticed when someone entered the office.  Not until she spoke, anyway...

"Hey… is that my Schnapps?"  

[inspirationallyinsane]

December 23 2017

Hi Tumblr. It's cha girl. Me. Things are good, for the most part. I'm p happy right now. My bank job is alright. It started off really rough. I hated it for the first few weeks but now I don't want to kill myself every time I have to go into work. So. Things are looking up. It's a pretty easy job. A little bit more difficult than Target, for sure, but not nearly as stressful as I thought it would be. When I make a mistake it isn't stressful because I fucked up someone's money, it's stressful because I just create more work for myself having to fix it. I also thought that I wouldn't be able to make friends there. Everyone is older than me. They're in very different places in their lives. But! I was wrong and everyone at the bank is super nice and since we're just chillin like 90% of the time we have some great conversations. It's kinda nice. I don't work much when I'm at work. I talk to my co-workers and I write poetry and I draw. I help customers when we have them obvi, but a majority of the time there is no one in the bank. I also get 1 hour lunches, and it's so close to home I can go back to my apartment play a full ass game of league on my lunch. That always improves my mood for the day. The dress code isn't as strict as I was worried it would be. I have tons of dresses that are appropriate and I always get compliments on my outfits. We have theme days on Fridays which is super fun. Yesterday it was Hawaii in December day. My manager liked my outfit so much she took a picture of me to share with the other southern oregon branches. The only downside is that I don't make as much money as I did at Target. I just don't work nearly as many hours. It's nice, I have so much free time. An unbelievable amount of free time. I do miss those 1k paychecks tho that I was getting when I would pull 40 hour weeks at Target. I miss a lot about Target. I regret leaving most of the time. Target was fun and it was so much more than the bank. I got to walk around all day and I always had something to do even when everything was done. At the bank, when everything is done, it really is done. At Target when I finished my job I could go do someone else's. Zoning in beauty is done? Awesome, I'll pop over and zone all of B block. It's always a mess in B block. Zoning the office supplies section of Target is a beautiful nightmare. No one ever does it. But at the bank when I finish my job, I can't go over and balance someone else's drawer. I'd be fired. I can't even be near someone else's work. I miss some of my coworkers at Target too. I still get the occasional update through my love :D who still works there. Who is slaying it out there. Killing it. Ofc. But I miss talking to some of the people there. Idk. I'll stop missing it eventually I imagine. Things with Vince are wonderful. I talked to him about my issues and he like... listened??? He heard me and he changed his behavior and it's amazing? Never had anything like that before. It's so different for me. He's different. I don't think I've ever been so in love with someone. It's incredibly frightening. And sometimes we get into arguments because I'm scared. It's not fair to him and I feel bad. It doesn't happen often and most of the time I'm really great to him I think but sometimes I'll notice that he changes his language towards me or about me and I get scared. He met my whole ass family on Wednesday. That was an experience. He was so nervous. It was cute. He's cute. We had a great time. He may be the first boyfriend I've had that my entire family likes. They love him and I love him and it's weird. We went out to dinner and had great conversations. It was our first family dinner in over a year. Then we went back to my dad's house and we played trivial pursuit and Vince and I won (ofc) and everyone had such a good time. I miss my family a lot. I miss our family game nights. I miss being able to casually bring my boyfriends home and have him play games with us. I miss our arguments about philosophy and our arguments over who is the smartest person. I miss sharing our lives and our dreams. I grew up with so much pride for my family. It was a huge part of who I was. I was a Yaeger. That carried weight. For me at least. I was raised with expectations to live up to. We worked hard together, for each other. And having everyone together again, remembering all of the good things about my family, all of the good times and seeing all of us, all of these amazing people together, it was really hard for me. I was fucked up about it. It crushes me that my family is gone. The Yaeger family doesn't exist. It's garbage now. Vince says I need to deal with the emotions I have about my family. I don't know what more there is to deal with. It sucks and I'm incredibly sad about it. I don't know how to stop being sad about it. Sometimes I feel ok about it and I feel like being away from my family, and the idea of my family, has given me an opportunity to explore who I am and what I want out of life. I think I know those things now though. I don't ever get to be individually me with my family. I don't get to be an adult with my family. I know that is the reality for a lot of people. I know it shouldn't even be an issue. But it is for me. I care. I also don't think that it is helpful that we all exist in this weird middle space. Where we all still work. Where my parents are still best friends who lowkey hate each other? Where nothing feels resolved or final. Where we all end up back in the same place. It doesn't make any sense to me. Anyway. We had family night and my boyfriend was there are I loved that he was. He fit in well. With my non-existent family. Fantastic. You know what's funny? I've picked up a lot of his mannerisms and I'll do things or make facial expressions that are so him without even realizing it. It always makes me smile. He's an adorable person. Um. Yea. I'm staying with my mom for Christmas and I'm hella sad. I miss him a lot. He texts me the sweetest things tho and it makes me feel better. I've been seeing a lot of him over the last few weeks. We're both busy but we make time for each other. Even if I'm so tired I feel like I want to die, I will still drive out to Medford to see him. I want to make an effort for him. That's something new for me too. I worry sometimes that he doesn't think as much of me as I do him. Because it's so much and how could he?? He's smart in a really practical way but somehow also emotionally intelligent and I'm just not practically smart. I don't know a lot about a lot. I don't know what I can give to him. I want to be able to give everything to him. But he already has it. I don't know. Maybe it's just my insecurity. And it's definitely made worse by seeing my parents interact. Brings it to the forefront of my mind, for sure. I don't want to be to him what my boyfriends have always been to me. Which isn't fair. He isn't me and he's a good person and if he says he loves me then I should accept that. Ultimately, I am so happy with him. And that's all I want to say right now. I could probably write ten novels about him or to him but I won't do that because that would be super extra. It's nice staying with my mommo and my brother for a few days. Nams is here too. They're all fun. We have good times and I'm excited for Christmas. I got everyone a little something and I think it's kinda cool. For the first time in my life I have the money to buy everyone real ass presents with my own money. It's nice. I guess that's about all for now. Thanks for reading~ Goodnight, Tumblr

[toopliss-chewtoy]

Needs and Urges

Idea by @syndeh and special thanks to @bluesoulfire for additional input. I wrote and edited in one go, cause I wanted to get this out before bed. Please forgive me if there is still a typo left somewhere >.< - J.

Summary: Jack has a rather... unconventional urge. He has a certain need that needs to be satisfied, and he’s found someone willing to help him. Warnings: n/a Size: 1645 words Also on AO3

Needs and Urges

Jack swallowed nervously. He’d never done something like this before. What would people think if they found out what he was up to? They’d be so weirded out for sure. Think him a freak. Jack couldn’t have that, and so he was as careful as he could. He’d left his dorm as inconspicuous as humanly possible, wearing his black hoodie. He never wore the thing on account of it being too warm and fluffy, but no-one would recognize him in it. He’d picked this night specifically too; his roommate was out, so he didn’t have to explain to Aster where he was going for so long. He’d never live it down if the burly Australian found out about this; this weakness was too easy to exploit.

With his hood up, Jack cut through a block via back-alleys. Just through here, and he’d be at his destination.

He’d never met this guy before, but they’d been talking for a while now. He got his number through a website that specialized in this sort of thing.

Jack felt pretty comfortable talking to his host, which was nice. They’d shared some pictures, and those beautiful green eyes had immediately won him over. From what Jack had seen, he was in for a great evening. That didn’t do much to calm his nerves though. His stomach was doing loop-di-loops and his mouth was as dry as the Sahara desert midsummer.

Highland Park. This was it. Just a regular apartment building in a regular apartment block in an totally average part of town. All these neighbors totally unaware of Jack’s presence, and the things Jack was going to do. The needs he had. Across the street, he could see someone hanging up their laundry on their balcony. Big, white sheets. So blissfully unaware.

He looked at the name cards next to the door, following the increasing numbers with his eyes.

914. Hamish Haddock.

He pushed the button next to the name. His heart was like a pneumatic drill.

“Hello?”

“Hey. It’s Jack.”

“Come on up. I’ll put a collar on.”

The door buzzed, bringing Jack one step closer to fulfilling his fantasies. Or some of them, at least. He considered taking the stairs to buy himself a little more time but immediately realized how ludicrous that was. He didn’t want to arrive at his pet-date all sweaty.

The elevator smelled vaguely like piss. Jack scrunched up his nose and tried not to breathe too much. He hummed an inprov elevator tune instead.

Ping.

Doors slid open. Not smoothly, but not super rusty either. Just functional. It was the overall impression Jack got from this building. Nothings special. Just functional.

He walked down the hallway and stopped in front of apartment 914. He raised his hand, but before he could even knock he heard sounds from the other side of the door.

“Stay,” a muffled voice commanded. Jack’s heart sped up a notch, achieving mid-skydive levels.

His legs wanted to run, but his heart wanted to stay. This was it. Oh how he’d waited for this opportunity. Longed for it more than anything else. His secret desires, finally acted upon.

The door swung open, revealing a brown-haired man of around Jack’s age. He was wearing black jeans and an olive green t-shirt. In his right ear glistened an earring, and his freckled face was sporting a warm smile. His eyes betrayed a nervous undertone though, revealing he was probably not feeling unlike Jack. An electrifying mix of excitement, suspense, and anxiety.

“Hi.” Jack voice cracked and he coughed awkwardly. The brunet chuckled.

“Come on in.” He stepped aside and let Jack into his little hallway. The door to the living room was closed.

“So. You’re Jack.”

“Yeah. Ehm… nice to meet you? Hamish?” That wasn’t intended to sound like a question. Actually, this was not at all how Jack had envisioned - and maybe even rehearsed, don’t judge - his greeting. Fuck.

“Hiccup is what my friends call me.” They awkwardly shook hands in the slightly restricted space. “So ehm… are you ready for this?”

“Fuck yes.”

Hiccup laughed again. “Good. He got pretty excited when I put on his collar.” He motioned to the door. “After you.”

Jack put his hand on the door handle. He hesitated. Behind this door was his pet for tonight. He could play as much as he wanted with him. He really wanted this, talking and plotting things with Hiccup for weeks. It might be a tad… unconventional, but he was sure. This is what he needed. He opened the door…

… and was greeted by a big, heavy, furry creature with a big, wet tongue. He got a few good licks in his face before Hiccup pulled the furball back by his collar.

“Toothless, no.” Hiccup warned sternly. “Sit.”

The black shepherd obliged and Jack laughed, wiping down his face with his sleeves.

“You weren’t kidding when you said he was excited.”

“Yeah, he thought we were going for a walk. He doesn’t wear a collar inside, but it’s good to have something to hold him with when stran- new people come over.”

“It’s okay to say it, I am a stranger.”

“Well not really. We’ve talked a lot by now. You’re just new to Toothless at this point, I’d say.”

“You flatter me. Makes it sound a bit less weird too.” Jack knelt down and held out his hand. Even without a command, Toothless shook his paw. “Good boy,” Jack praised. He tried to give ‘his’ pet a scratch behind his ears, but Toothless pulled back, sniffing at the unknown hand. Apparently Jack smelled okay. Toothless licked his hand once from then on, Jack was allowed to pet him to his hearts content.

Hiccup said Toothless normally isn’t allowed on the couch, but since this was a special occasion it was okay if they put a blanket on it. Thus Toothless was lying half on the blanket and half on Jack’s lap while they had some casual conversation. Hiccup put on a movie against any silences, but of course Jack’s focus was mainly on their canine companion.

“Oh man. I’m so glad we could meet for this.”

“It’s not every day someone wants to meet just to pet my dog,” Hiccup laughs. “I mean sometimes kids at the park but that’s about it.”

Jack blushed. “Sorry, I’m a bit weird.”

“No, not at all!” Hiccup waved with his hands. “I think this is awesome! And Toothless loves the attention.”

“I gotta admit I felt pretty weird and creepy coming here.” Jack bit his lip, glancing at his host. “But I’m glad I did. This is amazing.”

“I’m glad you struck up conversation online,” Hiccup nodded. “Wanna take him for a walk?”

The night was clear, and the streets were illuminated in their standard, yellow-ish glow. They walked to a dog-park nearby, where they could play fetch with Toothless. Hiccup had a ball with lights, which made sure they could always see where it went. That, and it looked hella cool to hurl a lit ball into the night.

“Everyone should have a pet,” Hiccup mused. “They’re so good for you.”

“Hmhmm. It sucks so bad they’re not allowed in the dorm,” Jack replied. “Only fish.”

“And a pet-rock doesn’t quite scratch that itch either, does it?”

Jack laughed. “Nope. Close though. If only they were a bit softer to pet.”

“You know, I think you can come and visit Toothless more often. If you want.”

Jack looked at Hiccup, trying to see his facial expression, but it was too dark. “Really?”

Hiccup took the ball from a gaping Jack and threw it, sending the pitch black dog after it, into the darkness. “Yeah. You get along great with him. And don’t think I couldn’t tell how much you loved it when he used you as a pillow.” If it weren’t for his lit collar, Toothless would be completely invisible as he brought back the ball.

“You wouldn’t mind? I don’t want to intrude.”

“Nah. Maybe have dinner together next time?”

Jack hoped Hiccup didn’t see how childishly happy he was right now. He’d be so embarrassed if he did. Cause secretly the dog’s owner wasn’t half bad either… Jack couldn’t quite tell if he was so happy because of the abundance of petting and play, or because of the good company. Maybe both?

Either way, he’d been lost in thought just a bit too long. “God that sounds a lot like I’m asking you on a date. Sorry.” Hiccup threw the ball again. “Don’t wanna creep you out.”

“I’d love to.” Jack replied, finally.

“What? Dinner and petting or a date?”

“Yes.”

They laughed. “Let’s get back.”

When they got home, it was almost 1 am. The bus Jack had took on his way here wasn’t going to take him home. He wondered how to travel now, but Toothless had no such worries. The shepherd yawned, stretched, and lay himself onto Jacks feet.

“Well, looks like you’re not leaving now. Never wake a sleeping dog.” They both laughed.

“I gotta get home somehow though.”

“You could stay,” Hiccup offered carefully. “You can crash on the couch if you want.”

“Not afraid I’m gonna steal your TV?”

“Toothless will trip you up, even if he doesn’t mean to.”

“He doesn’t sleep on the bed with you?”

“I might have a king-sized bed, but he’s staying on the floor.”

“Harsh.”

“Hey, you’re not the one that has to wake up with half a dog worth of hair in his mouth.”

Jack laughed. “Okay. I guess I could stay.”

“Sweet. Another movie before bed?”

“As long as it’s not Hachi.”

“Not everything is about dogs with me. I got robots too,” Hiccup argued.

“Sure it isn’t. Furry.”

“Says the guy who came over just for petplay.”

“Touché.”

[gloryformore]

all the gay asks :~)

thx babe you're my favorite ;)1. describe your idea of a perfect datea picnic in the park in spring or fall, where it's warm but not stifling like the summer heat of the south. snacky foods, we bring our journals and run around taking pictures. maybe we go on a lil walk around the lake but honestly, as long as it's with someone I like (i.e. my gf) I don't really care (also museums!!!! r hella cool)2. whats your “type”femme, kind, passionate, I guess I kinda have a thing for short people??? bc I've never dated anyone taller than me3. do you want kids?yes, if that was something my SO wanted as well (vi wants kids)4. if you do, will you adopt or use some other form of child birth?with vi, I would carry the child(ren) or we would foster/adopt5. describe the cutest date you’ve ever been onlast Wednesday!!!!! vi and I went on a date for our 4 month anniversary and went to this adorable little coffee shop / art bar thing??? and it was warm outside and nice and we sat in big comfy chairs and worked on friendship bracelets and art journaling and it was wonderful6. describe your experience having sex for the first time (were you nervous? or was it easy peasy?)I've never had sex with anyone7. are you a morning time gay or night time gay?night time gay for sure!8. opinion on nap dates?yes please (vi and I are both constantly in need of naps)9. opinion on brown eyes?adorable!!!!!! beautiful!!!! underappreciated!!!10. dog gay or cat gay?BOTH I used to be dog gay but I was catsitting for my neighbor this week and fell in love with her cats???? but considering vi is allergic to cats I'm more likely to be a dog gay11. would you ever date someone who owned rodents or reptiles??????? potentially?????12. whats a turn off you look for before you start officially dating someonepeople who are rude unnecessarily. people who don't CARE about anything, don't seem to have any passions and aren't willing to express their love and excitement. people who don't care about others or themselves very much at all. 13. what is a misconception you had about lgb people before you realized you were one?that all lgb people wish would rather be straight (tbh it's the absolute opposite I love who I'm attracted to and I love being able to embrace myself and having the opportunity to challenge the biases of those around me)14. what is a piece of advice you would give to your younger selfit's okay to embrace femininity in yourself and in other people. it's okay to struggle and change and don't let anyone discourage you from exploring yourself and liking others. it's brave just to be you. you don't have to do anything more than embrace yourself. 15. (if attracted to more than one gender) do you have different “types” for different genders?n/a really? because I'm really just attracted to women and woman-aligned nb people and I kinda have the same type for both??? 16. who is an ex you regret?my first girlfriend (her name is elana) who was very rude about my struggle with mental illness and just generally forced me into boxes I wasn't comfortable with in our relationship17. night club gay or cafe gay?cafe. I hate partying. I love tea and hot chocolate. 18. who is one person you would “go straight” forcole sprouse riverdale era19. video game gay, book gay, or movie gay?book gay (movie gay is close second)20. favourite gay ship (canon or not)mal and molly from the lumberjanes comics and Betty and Veronica from riverdale! and Kelly and yorkie from black mirror: san junipero 21. favourite gay youtubercece (@problemsofabooknerd) is a gay booktuber and she does videos with her gf sometimes and they're absolutely adorable (plus she makes lots of queer recs videos!!!!!! check her out)22. have you ever unknowingly asked out a straight person?nope23. have you ever been in love?yeep24. have you ever been heartbroken?yeep25. how do you determine if you want to be them or be with someoneI think it depends on the qualities I admire in a person? like with my current gf I fell for her because of how energetic and passionate she was (qualities I already have myself) and realized those were things I wanted in an SO (someone who was just as excited about things and hype as I am about music and books and things) and things I wanted to express with her26. favourite lgb musician/bandhalsey? I don't listen to enough lgb musicians it's honestly very sad27. what is a piece of advice you have for young / baby gaysgive yourself time to explore. it's okay if you change, it's okay if you pick new labels or no labels or if your language becomes more nuanced along with your personality. it's okay to do whatever feels most comfortable for you. there's no rush, you have a long time to love ahead of you28. are you out? if so how did you come outmostly, yes. I came out as bi in 7th grade and over time have realized I'm not really attracted to men/man-aligned people so now I identify as a nonbinary lesbian and mostly I come out to people by talking about my gf (I am assumed a gay girl, which is close enough to my identity that I don't feel too uncomfortable if gender is harder to explain to certain people)29. what is the most uncomfortable / strange coming out experience you have I haven't had many weird ones????? except I came out to half of my math class when a guy said he wanted to go balls deep in me and I was like "no thanks I'm gay I have a girlfriend and you are the LAST person I would let near my body"30. what is a piece of advice for people who may not be in a safe place to express their sexualityexpress it however you can. don't suppress your identity, but please be safe. journal using code words. start a blog. find a support group. join a forum. do whatever you need to feel like you aren't destroying yourself by hiding. I promise, your safety is the most important thing. just don't let bigotry convince you that there's something wrong with you. I love you so much and you deserve to love in the way your heart wants.

[rplam]

Goodbye, 2018!

You were kind of… intense, to say the least.

January:    Started the year off kind of… rocky. I wasn’t talking to Matchy at the time and I had just gotten into a relationship with egg boy– I moved back into the dorms and started my spring semester with 17 or 18 units!!! :D. I was really in love, to say the least. I thought I’d found someone to spend the rest of my life with, tbh.

February:   I broke down crying because I couldn’t finish my first CS61B project despite having stayed up all night working on it– I was so disappointed and I was so stressed out that I wouldn’t be able to do pass the class if it continued at that rate. I remember crying and crying and some girl approached me and asked if I was okay, gave me a hug. Thank you Olivia from the fourth floor! I’m doing okay now! This month was also Valentine + egg boy’s birthday! Woah dude the excitement that came with running home to gifts and having egg boy visit Berkeley. It was really surreal, living out what I saw as my dream date at the time and being able to spend time with him and be cuddly. It was really bittersweet when he left, and unfortunately I was too nauseous when he started crying on me before he left to actually do much LOL. Also the first time I got tipsy! Lots of fun!

March:    Things got a little bit rough and intense. Egg boy and I argued over space and such, and we broke up. I really tried super hard to work things out because it was sort of left on ambiguous terms, and I wanted to help him figure out what was going on in his life. Classes went okay! I probably had a breakdown over midterms but I can’t really remember at this point. I reconnected with Matchy! It was very fulfilling and things were a bit difficult but I definitely am glad I did so.

April:    Spring break! I came out to my mom which did not go well, but it was nice to feel the support of my siblings. Things kind of just blew over at this point, and egg boy and I hung out again and sort of made up. We watched Love, Simon and I cried on him like the 12 year old I am. We went shopping and had korean bbq, it was really good; and then we kind of talked about what the future might be like for us. And then a few days later we broke up for real– blocked me and everything. I think my baby girl passed this month as well. It was really rough for me and I kind of couldn’t really hold it together. I think I tried going on a date with waffle boy but that was… not great. I think I just took myself off dating at that point.

May:   At this point, I had been pretty active on my finsta. I’d been slowly trying to understand things. I made it through finals and did well enough! Egg boy wanted to come back into my life and me, not being over him entirely, allowed this and explored the idea of getting back with him. He hit me with the “I don’t want to lose you but I’m not ready for a relationship” over and over and over and over and started calling me baby and stuff. It was– a tad frustrating. I played lots of smite!

June:    We hung out again– within minutes he was being cuddly and affectionate and constantly mumbling “I don’t want to lose you but I am not ready for a relationship” and I was so so so so hurt. I wanted so badly to understand what he was going through– figure out why things were so hard for him. What I didn’t realize was how much of myself I was losing in the process. I went to Gina’s 18th birthday and looked really fancy (took hella selfies LOL)

July:   I finally cut connections with egg boy. It was really hard of course, but ultimately I think it was the best decision for me. I finally had space to breathe and start focusing on the things around me. I spent a lot of time playing siege with Mikey and Matchy and enjoying my summer.

August:    KCON! I had such a wonderful amazing time with Makenna & Erica at KCON and I got standing tickets and I just– I want to have the confidence to let loose a little bit more. We went to LA and drove around a bunch; I started packing to move back to Berkeley and things went swell. I got back to Berkeley! And I met… someone particularly interesting.

September:    I got super close to his dogs! It was really cool and I am so glad I got along well with Sydney! I left my stinky bracelet and kind of pushed my way into his life oops. Classes at this point were going alright– a bit hard but normal. I started my tumblr, and began posting Instagram stories!

October:    Things got a bit problematic when I realized that I liked him a bit more than I should. I discovered maple cookies and wanted to share this wonderful little thing with him so I ran across campus to get boba and bring maple cookies. That was the most interesting uber ride oh my god.

November:   I told him I liked him, like a big smelly dummy. I got a sort of weird reply, so I think at this point I took it as ambiguity for a while– and then I sort of began to take it as rejection and tried to move on. I met tea egg kiddo and thought he was cool! He played siege and league and seemed to get along well enough with my friends. Chiyu passed away this month, and I put the butterfly emoji in my bio in honor of that. I really– I really miss her and wish I had been more present in her life. Tea egg kiddo became dangerously attached and I realized painstakingly that my crush was not going away. I had a straight up anxiety attack and stayed up all night to make sure he was okay, and to this day I can’t help but blame myself. I spent a few weeks with my babies and they made me feel a lot better, and I snuggled with them and woke up to them and oof what a wonderful week. I asked about my crush and it turns out it wasn’t entirely rejection, so I decided I would just stay by his side and help him figure things out before I worry about how I feel. I came out to my dad and began arguing with my parents. He and I spent Thanksgiving together! I kind of wanted to the whole time but didn’t say anything until the day of because I was being stupid and playing the whole “if he doesn’t invite me he don’t WANT me” game which is… in retrospect so childish…. Regardless, it was nice even though the beef was rather shitty, hopefully I can make it better from now on!

December:    My birth month! Finals went kind of roughly despite me having studied pretty hard. I really fell behind this semester because of what has been going on– and a slight bit of lack of motivation. I was really upset that I wasn’t getting enough time with crush and the dogs because of my busy final schedule, and I felt like the distance was making things rough. I argued with family more and it was still super hard, but I made it home for New Years! I had an amazing birthday and got to go shopping in SF. In retrospect, I checked off everything on my list except the cafe– even belting karaoke in a onesie, albeit alone in my apartment. I had been super worried about how my crush felt about me that whole time– I was worried about bothering him with my feelings or something and tried to make him comfortable by putting up barriers, but then realized that it was something that was hindering our friendship. I worked really really really hard trying to figure out a gift. At first, I wanted to make him a blanket like I do with all my friends– but then I realized that he might not really care for it. I saw a guitar ad and it kind of dawned on me– so I went out and found a guitar. I hit up guitar center and lugged it around in the rain, trying to keep it dry and had it restrung and bought a strap! And then, with only a few days left I went and bought a ton of art supplies and went to town on that strap. Honestly, I was nervous giving it to him because I didn’t know– how he would feel or if he wouldn’t like it or whatnot. I was absolutely TERRIFIED. We had Christmas lunch together and decided to spend less time together and to be a bit more firm in our boundaries. Egg boy gave me a really hard time and kind of pulled the “I never loved you” act on me, and peach boy kind of also friendzoned me.

[katieamazeballs]

Recap Week 8

I've never done a show recap before so go with it......Last night we had Abbie's cheer banquet so we were out till 9:20ish EST. @rae1105 Is the MVP for live texting me. However, that meant I power watched just the packages and dances last night with the exception of the judges comments towards Bonner since both The Bestie and my mom mentioned it. As an added benefit....I asked Abs (who turned 13 last weekend in case the hateful anons want to judge her opinions....again)her opinions. The show started when she was just under 1 so she has literally watched every episode with me. As opinionated as I am online, I don't tell many people my obsession so Abs is pretty "general audience" in her opinions. She's a competitive cheerleader though, so she knows some things. - Opening number - straight fire 🔥🔥 why oh why aren't they coming here?!?! -Emma and Rashad - Great package. Emma cried about how great he is and I'm verklempt....again. The dance was AMAZING!!! .....-Judges opinion-Always harping on his feet. Stahp it, Rahn!!!! ....-Abs opinion-That was so fun! I shook my tail feathers! -Commercial break comes and shows Alex and Jenna. Abs said "Is that Ed Sheeran?" I told her it was Alex, Vals bestie and pointed out Jenna. We then had to rewind 47 times for her to oogle Jenna's beauty. 😂😂 -Val and Normani - Hated the package because I hate bullies and racism. I hate that she's dealt with the bullshit in that. The dance was, in my opinion, just ok.....*braces for impact* It was a good dance but in no way was I "shook" ....Judges-I'm a little in awe that they saw literal perfection from that because I didn't. ....Abs- Val is sooooo cute 😍😍😍 He had his curls out 😍😍😍😍 (I got nothing else out of her) Sharna and Bonner - Her outfit in the peach shirt and khaki hat 🔥🔥🔥.....wow she's a stunner. Anyways....that package was BAD. I get that he doesn't want to relive his pain, but if he doesn't want to be reminded of his pain.....maybe he shouldn't remind us every 5 min. There was "the fight". After 24 seasons, I'm ok with "the fight". It's week 8. Week 8 is hell. As for the dance, it was pretty decent. Going towards maybe one of his best. ....Judges-They were harsh. Yes. They were honest. Yes. Len was not totally uncalled for. *braces for impact again* ....Abs- I only watched Sharna and she was so good!!! Bumper with Simone holding Sasha in her arms then the Swiffer commercial....both 😍😍😍 -Sasha and Simone - Simone is flirting with the camera man. I'm dead. He said "Do you want to win.....you better dance" Their dance was super fun. She is a solid dancer but lacks the performance aspect. I get it. She's a gym rat. However, as the parent of a competitive cheerleader.....my kid goes out there and sells the shit of a very technical performance. I need Simone to also. ....Judges-I forgot about them....whoops. 🍷🍷🍷 ....Abs- "I hate 1D". Fun fact....she was once their biggest fan. She had now moved on to more Russian pastures. She *says* she liked it (and hates 1D) but she danced along so don't trust her. Also she questioned why I kept asking her opinion. She now knows I have a blog. Send help....... -David and Lindsay-Oh lord.....where do I start. I love love love this song. This was the perfect song for him. David said his parents taught this to him and he's trying to raise his own children this way. He then starts to cry because he loves his kids and Lindsay notices he's doing a great job raising fine children. This is close to home. As a single parent, the single most meaningful compliment is that my kid is great or that I'm doing a good job. 😭😭. Anyways.....this dance. Lawd this dance. She danced on his feet and I didn't see much of the rest either night because I was crying. .....Judges.....I forgot about again ....Abs-She "awe'd" at the package and the dancing on Davids feet. Then, being that she's now aware of an audience, wants you all to know LEN CRIED. "Tell them Len cried, Mom". Also....."Tell them I love 'my hot bae Val' and show them my 'heart eye' face".....seriously.....send help. Now onto the trios!!!! (This is where my notes get sketchy because 🍷🍷) Emma and Rashad-I would be remise if I didn't mention the "They think their at gymnastics class......and I'm the pole" comment 😂😂 Also, I should mention Witney doesn't know Fleetwood Mack and the team name Ménage A Shad. Best. Team. Name. Ever. This dance was everything that I remembered from last night and more. Holy hell!! 😍 ....Abs- Apparently David made some comment about takin Normani out of the top spot and Abs kept hollering about it. (where is that help y'all are sending) As for the actual dance she has "no words to describe that" She loved it. Wit is her fave. She said this reminded her of Calvin (see she does know). Next up, the commercial for Dirty Dancing Live. Abs is now dead because "Maks and Val did this on Fuller House". All those 80's music lessons so that my kid can recognize good music music trivia have failed. She now equates "I've had the time of my life" with her "Hot Bae Val" 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️ -Val and Normani- Holy hell for a second night. Their package was GOLD! Normani "Bonner is perfection" Val...."hmmmmm". Val to Alan "There's no southern gentleman bullshit here. Do a goon job or I'll kill you". That's some Russian Dance Mafia shit right there......This dance was EVERYTHING. It was so freakin good! And I am NOT a Normani fan. Side note....did you notice when Val tore his shirt off he broke his microphone 😂😂 ....Abs- She nervous giggled the entire package about Val and Alan's curls (where the hell is that help y'all are sending)...She legit raised her hand so I would call on her during the package instead of asking after. She said "What is wrong with her....Bonner isnt cute". She was hella pissed that Val Jr took his shirt off and proclaimed that it ruined the dance. She is gushing and she is not the drunk one. 😂😂 -Sharna and Bonner- The package both B and B "this is my first trio" and Sharna "it is not my first". Did anyone else thing James and his threesome comment 😂😂 onto the dance, hell......where do I start. Sigh. He really fulfilled the role of "creepy boss". Y'all know how I feel about the ass grab thing. And the dance was shit. It was just as bad as yesterday. Britt was half count behind the whole time and I still didn't notice B was even there. Even Sharna couldn't keep a straight face during judging. When CarrieAnn said the girls did the booty pop and Bonner failed, both girls nodded in sequence. Lawd. ....-Abs-(Remember......she is GA and my anti Bonner opinions have not been heard by her).......She was horrified. She literally side eyed the entire thing. She said the dance was "plain and weird". During judging she realized Bruno was wearing pink. Lol Lawd this is getting long Simone and Sasha- I was living for Britt razzing Sasha about his shirt. But I was also so excited for her to help Simone. The dance was just meh and I agree with her "smiles don't get gold medals" comment. The entire season they (and us) have wanted an emotion besides her beautiful smile. We get it and the effin judges want to know why she isn't smiling?!?! .....Abs- She didn't like the skirts and somehow agreed with the judges that Simone wasn't Simone 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️ -David and Lindsay- I loved this package from grey chest hairs to wanting his daughters to be like Hayley and Lindsay. However.....the dance was every bit as shitty as it was last night. ....Abs.....was mesmerized. She somehow thought that was better that her Hot Bae Val. WTF.....I'm guessing this is why a certain potato got as far as he did.....damn GA. Y'all know how I feel about the elimination and the so called souther gentlemans behavior. So with this.....I'm out....

[finnyisanactualrayofsunshine]

ohh!! how about the ask thing for ronald??? :D ((this is actually my first time doing smth like this, I'm nervous and excited!!! :D)) and mybe Grell and Lau if you wanna???

Thank you so much!! I love getting asks so feel free to send them, and I'm honoured to get your first one of this sort! Someone else sent me grell so I'm gonna answer that one there but I'll do the other two here (sorry I'm so late, I've been super exhausted lately because I've been working a lot the past week, I'm not ignoring these though) Give me a character and I will answer: Ronald Knox edition Why I like them: I was talking about him with my irl friend once and she was like "is he just a fucking meme" and I really think that sums it up. He's just. A fucking. Meme. Also he talks about having a lady friend and honestly? Iconic.Why I don’t: this isn't necessarily reasons I dislike him but maybe reasons he's not as important to me as some other characters. I feel he hasn't had as much development as some other characters so I haven't gotten like super emotional over him (yet). Also this sounds weird but how I feel about characters tends to directly correlate to their relationship with Ciel and since he doesn't have much of one I'm also not as attached as I hypothetically could be. I don't think there's anything I actually dislike about him though.Favorite episode (scene if movie): uhhh I really like that episode in BoC when grell has just been let of reaper court or whatever the fuck and she's swinging her death scythe around and thanking him for getting it approved and they're just chilling? That's a good episode I forget what number.Favorite season/movie: BoCFavorite line: honestly just any line where he refers to someone as his lady friend Favorite outfit: he...he just has one...OTP: I really ship him with grell lately tbh. Like I didn't used to but then I suddenly fell into the ship and here I am. I'm 100% sure he has the biggest crush on her (and once got drunk and called her a milf) and I don't think she reciprocates it right now but it would be really cute to have a classic rom com moment of realizing all she wanted was right in front of her, falling in love with her best friend, etc. It's just. A pure and good ship.Brotp: him and will I guess? Honestly I haven't thought about it that much but like they've got a good chill dynamic. I also really want to see a brotp with him and othello, or him and Lau.Head Canon: in a modern Au he has a YouTube channel and always opens with WHHHHAts up guys Unpopular opinion: okay this is probably the only time I'll ever make a headcanon like this but. I see him as being completely straight tbh. Idk, I just. He seems straight. But in like a pure and supportive ally way. But still. Idk. It's a risky opinion. A wish: I wish we get a scene of him having like a deep convo with grell and being emotionally supportive that would be cool An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: hmm I'm honestly not sure? I don't think I actually have anything like this for him.5 words to best describe them: iconic. Smooth. Wild. (a) nerd. Loyal.My nickname for them: Ronald McDonald Give me a character and I will answer: Lau edition Why I like them: I think he's one of the most complex and interesting kuro characters. He has a lot of depth that has only been slightly touched on but is definitely there. I also like him in relation to Ciel, in that he provides a different dynamic than any of the other people in Ciel's life. Hypothetically I could say I like him because I relate to him but also to be fair I project myself onto him so much that I may have forgotten what's canon and what's headcanon. Why I don’t: I don't think there's actually any reasons I don't like him. Don't get me wrong he's a HELLA flawed and problematic character but if anything those things make me like him more. I'm a sucker for characters who are suffering and make bad decisions and aren't always right or moral and have ugly moods and emotions because that just makes them more real and tangible for me. Favorite episode (scene if movie): I really like the first episodes of both BoC and BoM with him. They have lots of great scenes. The good Lau content. Favorite season/movie: BoM because he was a consistent character in itFavorite line: okay I've got a few but for lighthearted one, the one where he's describing Ciel to Arthur. Also when he calls Ciel a bully in a really adoring way is pretty adorable. For heavier ones, I really like both the one at Madame red's grave where he says that if Ciel doesn't ask for help he'll sink in the mud, you know that one? Also the one where he goads Ciel on about whether he'll be able to handle looking at the corpses of JtR victims and when Ciel brushes it off he says the thing about how the look in Ciel's eyes is good, and he sounds really like. Impressed. Favorite outfit: his crop top in Weston arc is very cute. Also the outfit he wears when visiting UT. OTP: I'm a loyal cielau ho, y'all know this by now Brotp: him and sieglinde, Lizzy, ran Mao (look he just seems like that guy who's friend group is 90% girls), Madame red, GRELL, kinda want to see him interact with finny, yeah probably a few others but you get the idea. Head Canon: I may or may not have mentioned this before but I hc that he has PTSD and that comes into my other hcs a lot so. Yeah. Unpopular opinion: he's not a comic relief character or a villain. The fandom reduces him to either a villain or comic relief a lot and then acts like that's what Yana wrote but he actually has a lot of depth and complicated sides and I wish people could see more than a one dimensional view of him. A wish: he has a quiet bonding moment with Ciel. We get a development arc including his backstory. He's confirmed bi. We get to see him kill people in dramatic ways and then be covered in blood. Any/all of the above. An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: either him dying or him betraying Ciel. I honestly don't know which would be worse. Because him dying means no more content of him, but him betraying Ciel means me dropping him as a fave and since I love him a lot that would kind of suck so. 5 words to best describe them: moody. Childish. Needy. Aggressive. Unstable. (I say a lot of negative things about him tbh.)My nickname for them: that lanky noodle of a Chinese man

[nevery0urz]

this was back in september, 2017 (needed a place to keep it) pt 1. I was nervous. Very nervous. In fact I had to pee four times this morning because I was that nervous. September 2nd 2017 was the day I finally get to meet my boyfriend for the first time after more than a year apart. A lot of things were going through my mind ‘does he remember what I look like’ ‘what if it’s awkward’ ‘is it going to be awkward’ ‘what am I doing’ ‘what if he thinks I’m weird and doesn’t want to date me anymore’ ‘why does my period have to come early’ ‘Shit what if he realizes that I’m-- wait I finally get to suck his dick’ HAHAHHAH honey, I’ll keep the naughty thoughts to myself. All jokes aside I was hella nervous when I got that text saying that he was here I almost peed my pants AGAIN, I was also in the middle of doing my make up AND I WASN’T CLOSE on being done but fuck it I guess he’s going to have to see me like this on the first day. I called him wondering where he was, looking around to see if I could catch a glimpse of him before he could see me but of course he saw me first. It was kind of like a love at first sight in a way, I was in awe, my person was 10 feet away from me. I studied the way he walked towards me, ‘the same ole’ walk that I used to see back then’ I softly chuckled to myself. He wore his signature outfit that I love with roses in his other hand first thought was ‘who’s that bitch he’s giving roses to’ me obvisly, I’m that bitch. He opened his arms, inviting me in for an embrace I couldn’t contain my excitement jumping his arms, taking in a hit of his scent. God it was the best feeling in the world I didn’t want to let go, to be able to feel him, touch him, smell him I was at peace. Have you ever had that feeling when you’re finally home from a long ass trip and then you walked into your room and lay on your bed and thought I’m glad I’m home, it felt like home he was my home. He let me down and we held hands walking towards my house. I took a moment to peek at his features man he was beautiful what the fuck. Also I took notes on his height he was a lot taller than I was expected or maybe I’ve gotten shorter damnit Mom buy some more milk. We’ve reached my place and by the way thinking about it ROBBIE BABY I AM SO SORRY I WASN’T A GOOD HOST I DIDN’T EVEN OFFER YOU WATER. I did a bit of makeup but didn’t really get much done because- isn’t it obvious my boyfriend is in my bedroom looking hot as fuck I wanted to jump on his bones so bad damn my period is making me extra horny I had to contain myself but we both know I wasn’t the only one that was horny *insert smirk* shortly after meeting each other I’d say it was about 20 minutes and we’re already kissing (baby I’m your first kiss :) ), making out on my bed and grinding on each other. (whoops firsts on both of our list checkkkk) things led to the next and somehow, SOMEHOW my boyfriend’s zipper was down and his dick happened to be in my mouth??? SOMEHOW RIGHT? (babe you tasted amazing) andddddd can’t leave out the part where my boyfriend sees my period and my pad. TALK ABOUT EMBARRASSING BABEE IM IFHDKUVDSHFVJ. Anyways *wink* the plan that day was to watch a movie and then walk around this place thingy thingy that my mom suggested (mom I’m not taking your advice on going places again), we got to the place ‘thingy thingy’ and eat because eating is lyfe *cringed*. The food was shit I mean seriously it’s not hard to make fries and burger you can’t screw that up man. We walked around, this place was seriously so boring and there was nothing to do and it was so dang hot but I wasn’t going to complain because I had my boyfriend with me and nothing else matters. Later my mom picked us up to go to this flower field ‘thingy thingy’ again hot ass day Robbie took a bunch of flower pictures and we just chilled together. Throughout the day we couldn’t kept our hands away from each other and we were kissing alot (not that I mind kiss me anytime) later we went to Applebee’s? And ate with the mama bell, thank goodness she wasn’t interrogating him. We dropped Robbie off at his hotel, day 1 was over. Before I went to bed all I could think about was seeing him again. Hello day 2, our plan was to go downtown and basically spend most of the day there. We went with Rosola and J, they wanted to take the bus and not Uber I thought we were all taking the bus Robbie thought we were all taking uber I guess it doesn’t really matter because Robbie and I woke up after the bus came so we took uber. My man looked so damn fine this morning, greeting me with kisses that I can’t get enough off what did I do to deserve this human being someone please tell me. We got in Uber, took about half an hour forty minutes or so to get downtown while in the car we were holding hands and it felt so normal so peaceful as if we’ve been doing this everyday no awkwardness to it, I’d look at him sometimes and I’d pray to god I’d never lose an amazing person like him, you’ve got it all babe amazing heart and soul. Update on weather it was a beauuuuutifuuul day, we waited a bit for my friends to arrive so we walked around places. One thing I love so much is that it’s so normal between me and him, everything just came naturally. When I’m with him I felt protected I felt safe I felt loved. It’s been a long time since I was this happy and it felt so damn good I want to always be happy and only him could make me feel this way. We walked around the market, looking at random stuff and then we walked along the riverfront looking for places to eat since it was sunday and we were there early in the morning most places aren’t open and I was getting hungry we walked around and couldn’t decide on what to food which drives me crazy because at that point I’ll eat whatever I was HUNGRY AND YOU DON’T WANT TO MESS WITH HUNGRY NINA my man always coming in clutch looking for restaurants to take us (imma take a moment to say babe I don’t know how you deal with me I can be a pain in the ass sometimes) FINALLY we got to the restaurant I don’t remember what name the restaurant was (yard house) all I can think about is food. After we got shit in our stomach everyone was happy especially me, food in my tummy = happy nina. The day was great I think everyone had a good time it’s hard to explain what we did you just have to be there to experience it and live in the moment. It was all smiles, laugh and good times, I was surrounded with people I love. We walked back to the market and stumbled upon a little tiny tent and the sign says palm reader or some psychic shit I don’t even know. At first I didn’t want to do it because well I don’t really know what to expect but then I got PEERED PRESSURE into it (thanks btw -_-) the lady took my hand and start telling me things I already know about myself but how does she know that stuff about me? Who knows and then she talked to me about something that completely caught me off guard I hope no one heard it I don’t think robbie did or else he would have freaked out. I freaked out. That lady was crazy. (not telling you what she said so don’t ask.) Rosol decided to do it too and then there’s that. J and Rosola went home, me and my Robbie got our time alone. Let me just start with YOU BRUISED MY LIPS BABE (not that I mind) but I didn’t know that can happen HAHAH, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other babe we were so freaking horny we’re such a teenager. Oh oh let’s not forget that lady in the car and that black guy AWKWARD. I love that we get to experience the little things together babe it means a lot to me, finally feels normal. It was late evening but our time together wasn’t far from over. “We should go back to my hotel” - Robbie 2k17 I guess we’re bad kids and had to come up with ways to fake my location the the mother unit but it worked. I was nervous to go back to his hotel, to think about it it’s going to be me and him alone in a hotel room, just the two of us. While I was nervous I was also anxious because I didn’t think we’ll be doing anything much since I was on my period. (big f u to you, period. Such a cockblocker.) I was also nervous about my parents finding out because I wasn’t suppose to be at his hotel. As soon as we arrived, that’s when I began to panic, I thought about hundreds of crazy things. (don’t really want to write them out because it’s stupid and Robbie will probably see this sooner or later.) He tried to unlocked the door into his hotel room but it didn’t work so he went to the front desk, that was a great moment because I had time to calm myself. When we got into the room we cleaned ourselves up and then the rest was history. He was already waiting for me at his bed with his soft eyes and perfect smirk. I slowly climbed on the bed and laid down beside him. He looked at me, licking his soft lips, his eyes urging for my lips to touch his. I put my hand to the side of his face, he leaned his face into the palm of my hand and I gently brush my lips against his. I leaned back to studied his face, so beautiful. The way he looked at me made my inside trembling as the waves that are gentle crashing against the rocks by the cold fall breeze. I put my hand back on the side of his face and kissed him. He moaned, then lay back on the bed, his arms around me urging me to do the same. I rolled over against him, our bodies pressed against each other, every inch of me struggling to meet every inch of him. I wanted to leave no part of him untouched, undiscovered, unknown. I covered every inch of his exquisite flesh with my tender kisses. There was only love, in its deepest, purest form, in my heart. His hazel eyes stared back at me. I kissed his eyelids, his cheeks, his nose, his lips. Everything about him was perfect to me in everyway, I wish he could see what I see. The work of art was in front of me and since that moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew, I knew that I couldn’t live without him. At that moment time no longer has a meaning. All that mattered was that I was here, in his arms, with the man who owned my very soul. (He extended his flight two more days because his school is start a week after because of flooding in houston) Day 3 is finally here, time goes by quick when you’re having fun. Today was the day my Rj and I are going for a picnic. We woke up early, went to Safeway to get some food. In there he got peanut butter (ew.), I got a simple salad and we bought snacks. Grocery shopping with him was so normal, we were just kids goofing around and couldn’t keep our hands to each other. It feels so nice to be able to do “a couple things” I couldn’t think of anything better than this. (jk waking up next to you would be nice.) We decided to get condoms and lube since my period ended. Yay for first time buying condoms together. As soon as we got everything we made our way to the park, I have never been to Cook park before so I was praying that I picked a good location. The weather this morning was perfect, it was cool and breezy. We found a bench to sit on and eat. Funny part at that moment we bought oreos and he gave me only the cookie and ate the cream since I don’t like the cream. Hubby material af. After we finished eating we went for hike, there was a bench when we went to the Butterfly area we sat and made out and then this lady saw us and turn around, talk about awkward. This might be the weirdest/funniest thing yet to happen of our morning, Robbie and I went into the bathroom together and his dick ended up in my mouth. We later hiked down and found a river and thought that we should find a spot then Robbie spotted this perfect hidden spot it was kind of steep because my butt was sliding down but at that moment everything was perfect I had my favorite person laying on my chest and the view was amazing. We spend quite a long time there, just enjoying each other's presence and a lot of kissing and me on top of him. I didn’t know what gotten into me but I was horny and I felt confident. As I was on top of him, grinding into him I wanted to have sex with him right there. (p.s of course we didn’t we were in public but hey other time eh? ;) ) He made me so horny and why does he have to be so hot. I see why girls can’t freaking control themselves just look at him. Geesh kill me. Later we went to baskin robbins and then a quick trip to Petco. We decided to go to Bridgeport and then catch a movie. We should go back to the baskin robbins place for a moment because your girl Nina right here was throwing a tantrum (sorry sweetheart!) okay back to Bridgeport we decided to watch wait I mean ‘I’ decided to watch Despicable me 3, honestly it wasn’t a bad movie. I think I was more focus on Robbie then the movie. I miss this, movie with Robbie it is our thing. Later we walked around looking for places to eat we went to this pasta place and we decided to eat outside unfortunately there were forest fire near by and that cause all the ashes to land on our food and drinks. After we were done, Robbie and I decided to walk around for a little bit he took some pictures and I couldn’t help but smile. It was time for me to go home but our night ended a bit emotional for both of us because he had one more day because he leaves. Day 4, the last day we were spending together, in the morning we went to Bridgeport because Robbie wanted to take more pictures. We went into a couple shops looking at makeup and candles. We were getting hungry and it was early so not many restaurants were opened at bridgeport so we were to Washington Square mall. First we went to lash to get bathbombs. Later we were a quick stop at the ATM I’m broke and I’m making Robbie broke haaa great. We were to the Cheesecake factory my favorite place everrr and got food. Our waiter comes and asks what we wanted for appetizer but we didn’t know what to get so we asks him and then he ended up giving us a long description but at the end Robbie and I passed on the appetizer, I felt kind of bad for making him explain all the that and not get it. Robbie ordered a steak and I ordered pasta it was soo good, thinking about it I want to eat it again, gosh food is the best thing on earth. After we finished

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Day 6 Begin with the end in mind. You’re beautiful

As I am writing about these days, they seem so long, I have done so much! Today, I woke up in the new area, I was so glad I did not get caught. However, I woke up and one of the first things I did was roll a blunt, it seems so normal like what is wrong about putting leaves into another leave. Well, a dude with bike walked by and scared the crap out of me, he wasn’t paying attention to me but I instantly got scared so I guess im the prejudice one. Or he just wasn’t paying attention. I finish rolling the blunt, took me 2 min - new personal record. I dip out to the nearest and cleanest gas station, get dressed, take my pictures and get out. Its time to explore the other side of this highway. Its a little map I made, there is one high through two sides of a part in downtown Atlanta. Each part is a different town, I explored the other side yesterday with the movies and such but today is museum day. Chyeah! So I go to a diner called “Atlanta Breakfast Club” and its super known in the Atlanta community. I walk in and get seated by a guy in a sweater. I ask him if I could sit on the side where there is a blackboard with drawings on it, to gain inspiration for the creative shit I’m about to do. He says that side is not being served so he sits me in the middle of the cafe. WHERE DA OUTLET, all the way across the room. So I open my laptop - around 30% - what da heck. I try and do some work, order a coffee, watch a lot of beuatiful people walk in and out of the cafe. I like people watching, there are so many people in the world and to me they are all not real unless you make them real so I try to learn peoples stories or just learn about people. I feel I suck at doing things with people or I haven’t found the right people but either way Ill figure it out.  I like watching people, talking to people but creating relationships suck unless they have that connection but its hard because ive learned some people don’t have that connection until later and I think its hard for me because lately its been awkward with people and I do not have a best friend, just me. Anyways, after my laptop dies, I sit for awhile until I have the nerve to ask the waiter to move spots. I finally move spots, get busy into work for like 7 minutes but first can we talk about how coffee or caffeine makes me inspired, gives me hope, but also makes me lean and vibrate its crazy. I need that drug in me without that shit. So I decided to not only do work but apply for hella jobs in ATL only applied for two because I got stuck trying to figure out somethings and I want to leave the O but I got some unfinished business there.  I got to stop trying to live my life by other peoples path but Im really not, I just want to move but RUkstyle needs me and the church. Once I get those on the feet I feel like maybe more ideas and opportunities that are more and better for me will come up but I still like ATL. Cant wait to travel more. Anyways, so how got online is that I ask the “ATlatna Breakfast Club”(ABC) sweater guy who now to me seems like the manager, if they have a social media team or marketing team. I let him know Im down for that shit, he asks to see all my stuff, gives me the wifi and everything, because they dont have wifi. Boom online and showed my work to this guy for about 10 minutes and gave him my card hope everything works out! I hate half asking shit so im gonna stop that habit first letts do this shit. Anyways done with ABC, I drive around the area for twenty minutes trying to find parking, park, smoke half the blunt in the parking lot next to a school, forgetting that  I decided to look for jobs at the museums so who goes to a job interview high, damn I got to get my shit together. So I get all my shit, takes me a while but I feel so dope because I love backpacking adventures. So I see that the school is a dope story from the outside so I take some pictures, go back to my car to get my camera manual so I can really get this shit looking nice. I finally get some good pics continue walking to go to a civil rights muesum across the street from ABC. AS I walk there its not cold anymore kinda hot but not too much. Im high as hit and feeling so fucking good. I finally get there and across the street is ATLANTA MISSION: ENDING HOMELESSNESS and I’m so hype because I know I can help in some way shape or form with media so I make note to go to that after the mueseum and find their hr. So I walk to the museum and just off the bat  the building is one of the most beautiful things ive seen, I spend a good hour outside just taking pictures of it. Then I go upstairs to go inside nad they sayits 19 dollars - dude thats all I got let so im like nah lets see how much the other museum is. I call the other museum - 15$ - I can do that but still have doubts. Well, the Coca Cola world is right across from thsi and I’m not really that interested but I do want a glass coke or two for 1.50$ YESSS.  Get two cokes and walk back to the car oh SHIT I need to go to the homelessness place. I finally go there and cant find the door, so I call and they tell me to look online. Figures. Anyways, so now I am back at the car, I put everything up and go inside the school. This school is top fucking notch. Uniforms, tv, and security. I ask for HR - in a meeting but they said they will email me so thats cool! I go back to my car, drive to a gas station near the concert venue  to change its only 230 but I want to be ready. o h yeah did I mention today is the AMINE CONCERT. Anyways so I get dressed for halloween, take some pics, drink a coke, smoke the rest of that blunt nad then witness  THE VARSITY - another well known DRIVE IN restaurant in the community. Im like I got to at least get fries but as I cross the street I see a guy with a broadcast camera on the bridge coming off the high way. So I drive in the resturant parking lot and they have a fucking two story drive in. I go to the second story cause when will I be able to do this again. I take some pictures from teh second floor, of the city and the place and then I drive down cause its not a drive in part just a parking lot. I park and still see the guy with the camera walking away on the highway so I get out and run, in my Jim as Dwight suit feeling like fucking clark Kent with my tie flying everywhere and my curls just bouncing. I catch the cameraman and ask him what is happening with film and photography in ATL, any spots? He says he moved here from Valdosta and just bought a camera, what a guy. Well I gave him my card and told him my story. He seemed kinda interested hopefully these people call. I run back to my car before its towed or something and look around, therses no’ button like sonic so I go to car with this black lady in a suit she cracks the window and tells me how it works. I wait look at my clock its 245, spend time on thsi or money on the museum. I end up going to teh muesum but see theres only paid parking, cut that shit, smoke the rest of yesterdays blunt WHICH I FORGOT ABOUT and go to find parking for the venue takes me about an hour, but I finally find parking for $4 totally worth the perseverance of finding cheap parking. Its right next to the venue but my ass went around and couldn’t find it, I asked a police officer and he pointed me to the right direction. SO THIS PART OF TOWN IS CALLED UNDERGROUND BECUASE ITS ACTUALLY UNDERGROUND THIS CONCERT WAS UNDERFUCKINGGROUND WHAT THE HELL. SO im underground and see a whole bunch of hot girls I mean decent but beautiful waiting in line and this is how the conversation goes.

Me(high as fucking shit): Hey are you waiting for the amine concert? Is this the VIP LINE?

Girls: yes

Me walks to the end of line

Girls: I mean yes but not VIP.

Me: Oh okay

Girls: What are you dressed up as?

Me: Do you watch  The office?

Girls: Yes (get excited) and points

Me thinks I feel a connection that they get that im Dwight so I just jump in the air and squeal: Yo im so glad you get it (walks away happily)

Im not really sure if they got it or I just think they did but I feel bad because I left and I dint know.

Anyways , I realize im hungry as shit so I go find some food. I see this guy who looks cute from behind but not really the face thinking he still cool enough to be my best friend I ask him if he knows any good places to eat, he’s not from here and trying to find the same thing. Im like okay and walk in teh opposite direction on purpose. I wish I could’ve saidwel do you want t look around with me. Thats a good way to make friends but still a lot and I didn’t. Anyways, I go all the way to the other side of town and see a completely Nasty looking asian place, it wasn’t nasty it was actually too hot to tell but it tasted nice asf. Like everything seemed wrong about the place it even smelled bad but I was hungry and I gave it a try. Im proud. So after that I walk all the way back and sit in line waiting for amine. The place is underground so im just glad to be there so hype about it all. I finally get called in with the others with my badge and everything, Im kinda nervous. I see him, still on edge. I show him my video for move the right way, he tells me to send it to his assistants email so I do!, I ask him to guess my outfit (Jim as Dwight) for halloween he doesnt watch the office but his best friend does and loves the outfit and gives mea high five. He asks what do you want to do for the picture I say something stupid cause you and your friends are stupid and he’s like you calling me stupid and im like oh shit NO stupid as in weird. I feel bad now, I take the picture and wait overthinking my life for the show to start. The show is blasting bad boy records and im so bout it. I know every song, I dance to my self in the crowd. I meet some people who seem really cool one person from Orlando too. The opener comes out, Towkio, in his set he asks for dancers, some girls come on stage, INCLUDING ME. The music starts playing and the girls start twerking , almost jump off the stage but instead I start cramping dopes. Amine comes on after that and he’s going in, I wish I knew the lyrics, I honestly truly just enjoyed the concert, I sang maybe 3 songs but Caroline was everything. After that, we dance it out with a dj and im so hype, people say they like my dancing and was happy and left home.after getting lost.