#its 11am and im still in bed and it feels like i have no reason to get up

[ponderosapineneedles]

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[cpunkwitch]

Describing the feeling - anemia

being descriptive about what its like standing up and generally functioning with my severe anemic body.

i dont just stand up too quickly and lose my balance for a second, i dont just stand up and immediately sit down because the room started spinning.

when i stand up my vision goes hazy around the edges, a black vector around my vision creeps in, my VSS makes my vision look even more like a 1980's video recording, my head gets fuzzy and light, my vision shrinks to a small spot as the rest is blocked out by the dark, my body threatens to black out, drop passed out right where i am. i get nauseous and exhausted like i just saw something that grossed me out so bad it made me sick, i go pale and my face gets hot at the same time.

it only lasts a few minutes maybe, but its still scary and slows me down. i can pass out without even realizing it sometimes, without this kind of warning. i'll feel sick and pass out or i'll be fine and still suddenly wake up in a new position or entirely different room and someone will tell me they moved me.

my energy is constantly drained, leaving me breathless at even the most minimal of movements like a short flight of stars or just getting out of bed. all i can manage leaving the house is a brisk walk without my cane. i feel like i had taken a 5 hour hike when its still only 11am and im just getting over starting my day.

im always too tired to do many tasks, go places, i find myself taking a nap if it werent for coffee.

this would of course happen less if i was able to take my supplements more often, if i could eat enough food containing the needed iron more regularly/consistently. but theres complications with that too.

i get constant pounding headaches for several reasons and on days where my anemia literally makes me bedridden i am often laying there waiting on the medication i was able to take to finally kick in and calm the raging ache burning and rattling inside my head.

anemia is not just standing up and feeling dizzy or falling over, its chronic fatigue placing a hand on your shoulder, shaking you around and putting a white noise filter over your eyes before pushing you down to let you catch your breath. its feeling like a vampire stole half your entire body's amount of blood without even touching you. its being even more tired and slowed down after a nurse takes your blood more than you usually are and more than most people are for a longer amount of time, sitting there for almost 5 minutes or so with an orange juice box in your hand before you can get yourself to stand up and leave her office.

i originally got my cane to help with the dizzy spells and constant unbalance and exhaustion i felt, to help me walk up and down stairs easier and keep me from walking to fast and steady my pace more. then i realized how bad my back was and noticed how lessened my back pain was with it and i was even happier to have gotten my cane.

every day i think about how all my life i've missed out because ive been too tired to do something or go somewhere. every day i fear falling over, collapsing and passing out and it happens too frequently for me to say im okay any day.

i miss the days i used to have energy when i was much younger, i miss the days i didnt have to fear falling over, i miss the times i was able to do more with my body.

doesnt mean i live in constant misery, im just learning to live with it. this is my life, its a constant battle and struggle, but i make do, i push myself as far as my body lets me without letting myself overdo it too much.

knowing this, you can probably imagine how scared i often am about summer. i get uneasy and close to passing out if i just take a shower with the water too hot, the heat of summer does so much worse.

in summer my vision goes white, no matter how much water i drink the world goes brighter and brighter, i nearly passed out on the road once. i get heat stroke fairly often, even wearing light clothing and having a cold cloth on the back of my neck isnt enough at times. in summer im like a dried up plant, dehydrated and overheated, somehow hanging on while looking and feeling like im one step through death's door.

anemia's a dick guys, i never realized how serious it was for me when i first got diagnosed, but i learned. the hard way unfortunately, but i learned about it nonetheless.

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[machinegunbun]

Reading ur smutts reminded me of a interview he did a long time ago. Somehow he got to talking about his sex life bc let's be real he did that in almost all his old interviews lmao but he was saying how dirty he was. He was like "I'm a dirty mf I want them to grind on the ground, grind on the street pole, grind on me, grind on my thigh I'm a extremely dirty mf" another time he was talking about watching back his own sex tapes and shocking hisself with how dirty he gets and telling hisself to dial it back some😂😂

I wanna start off by saying although not today I am still working on req so dont hate me!! You can also send in Pete concepts and im 10000% down to write a lil ~sumn~ on those too. This is just filler until i can get something more substantial out.

Anon, imma keep it real with you... you started my morning off interesting. Reading this shit at 8:11AM while I’m still rubbing the sleep from my eyes was not entirely what I was expecting this morning. But I fuck with you for it.

its 10:11 now and I don’t think I have to mention what I spent my time doing. I love the idea of this tbh, so much room for imagination.

I’m halfway through writing and came back up to say im watching interviews to try n find the one you mentioned and just... here you horny fucks

girls don’t say names, they call me daddy

“some girls are into that sex slave shit and like to be called bitch, slut, whore. It stays strictly sexual, when they leave the respect is there” I’minlove. Someone take my internet away I’m in love.

review: I’m just shaking and warm. I didn’t do a thing this man just-- god fucking damn. Oh my god. I’m considering professional help

nothin really happens here but he looks good so

this motherfucker keeps acting like a whore and we have to run around like chickens with their head cut off trying to find the proof. JESUS. Let us breathe.

I can’t think straight so one moment.

Ultimately I couldn't find the interview but if anyone else knows it, dont be shy link us to it 🤍🤍🥰

Okay, so

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Because this motherfucker is so dirty I’m thinking maybe it shocks you. You’ve always been pretty kinky and while other men could sometimes keep up you’d never had anyone match your energy the way Col does. How cute.

I’ve had this concept in my head for awhile, but once again I wasn’t sure where it fell on the weirdness scale. Now I’m sure he would be into it. May never question that again. (Yes I will, keep sending encouragement)

Maybe you’re at a friends house, maybe it’s family or maybe its your own and you just decided to switch it up, up to you. Wherever you are you aren’t allowed to fuck on the bed/dont wanna mess it up, so you have to get creative. You’re in the shower, on your knees and sucking him off when he cums somewhat unexpectedly. Some of it lands on your face and tits, but ultimately reaches the floor. Colson is determined to make you swallow his cum one way or another, the reason could be punishment for talking a lot of shit before hand or maybe hes just a kinky fuck, i dunno, either way he pulls your hair into a makeshift ponytail and turns you around, shoving your face into the show floor and telling you to

“Lick it up, slut.”

Or, if you want it to be a little closer to the interview, maybe he nuts or even spits on the shower floor and tells you to grind yourself over it. Maybe you’re grinding yourself over his spit while you blow him and when he cums it lands on the floor and he makes you lick up the spot where his spit, your juices and his cum is while he pulls your hair.

I think most likely its a form of foreplay, he always hints at being super nasty but never outright tells us anything (tease).

So maybe you’re about to ~get eht awn~ and while you’re making out he tells you to grind against a blanket or a pillow (both 100% valid AND recommended forms of masturbation.)

I think alot about just grinding on his face or his hand, or more obviously his thigh. I think it would be so hot to sit on his lap and grind against him while you make out. He’d probably play with your tits while you did it too, or maybe just wrap his arm around you to pull you closer which 🥺🥺 would make me feel so safe

I might expand upon this tomorrow but i wanted to get this out. Again, dont be afraid to send in Petey D concepts/photos/gifs/videos. Id love to see both of my boys 🥺🥰

[simpsiren]

about the roommate

park seonghwa x reader

main masterlist

description. you talk about your weird relationship with the roommate you’ve been with for so long yet still dont know much about

genre. roommates au, fluff, seonghwa hinting at reader that they like them

warnings. nonee

a/n. hihii so i wanted to try writing for ateez since ive been doing a lot of nct ff already. its my first time so i doubt that it’ll be accurate but i got the idea from this post by @darling-akaashi so i hope it will be decent. i never thought that it would be this long but oh well HAHA enjoyy :D

how did you even become roommates with someone like him? you dont even know. all you knew was that you were finding someone to share the apartment rent with and it just so happens that your friend at college, wooyoung, has a friend who was looking for an apartment.

and now here you are. a year and a half of sharing an apartment with seonghwa yet the two of you are in your separate rooms. the only interaction you ever made today was at breakfast where seonghwa cooked for you scrambled eggs and toasted bread.

there’s wasn’t much you knew about him at first. but as you slowly but surely try to accomplish your mission of getting to know seonghwa (since you didn’t like being awkward with people all the time), you start to learn a thing or two about him.

you were glad that after a year and a half of staying with him, you got to know more about him, despite the fact that the interaction between the two of you still needed some work.

[ONE] : he’s a clean freak.

you were feeling tired from a long day of school and all you thought of doing while walking home was to sit on the couch and resume your anime marathon.

you unlock your door to find seonghwa mopping the floor. you nod your head slowly as you close the door and take off your shoes before taking any step further.

“didnt you mop the floor yesterday?” you ask, placing your keys on the kitchen counter along with your bag on the chair of the dining table.

“yeah.” was all you heard from seonghwa as you pour yourself a glass of grape juice. “you dont have to mop again-“

“its a habit.” seonghwa replies simply. with your cup in hand, you make your way to the living room, where seonghwa is currently mopping. you take a seat on the couch and grab the controller to turn on the tv. “hey wanna watch attack on titans with me?” seonghwa was mopping the floor in between the couch you’re sitting on and the coffee table and stops in front of you, raising an eyebrow.

“i dont watch anime?” you furrow your eyebrows and frown. “come on its fun! stop your cleaning and at least watch one episode.” you grab seonghwa’s arm and pull him down to sit next to you, making him flinch a little and quickly placing the mop beside the couch.

“how am i suppose to watch when i dont know what happened before?” you roll your eyes.

“if you find this episode good then you can watch it from the start in your free time.”

seonghwa sighs and and stands up, walking away to keep the mop before taking a seat beside you again and getting comfortable. “this better be worth it. im suppose to clean the toilet right now.”

“that can wait.” you nudge your arm into his chest, making him let out another long sigh before watching the show silently.

[ONE.2]

it was a saturday morning as you went to sleep at 4am. hence, making you wake up at 11am in the morning. however, you have always been laying around in your bed for about an hour or so before getting out of your room. when the clock striked 12, you thought that it would be a good idea to get out of your room and have lunch. gathering up all your energy, you brought yourself out of bed and lazily walk out of your room.

as you walked down the hallway, the first thing you saw was seonghwa cleaning the counter top of the kitchen. you clicked your tongue and walked over to where seonghwa was.

“did you make lunch yet?”

seonghwa looks up at you and shakes his head. “its a saturday so im spring cleaning the house.” you rolled your eyes and shake your head.

“you do that every single day!” you whine. seonghwa raises his eyebrow. “i like to keep the house neat unlike you.” you let out a soft ‘tsk’.

you have to admit, you were not a clean person at all. the only reason why the apartment is clean is because of seonghwa’s habit of being well organised and meticulous. basically everything in the apartment but your room is squeaky clean. although you see seonghwa staring at your room and looked like he’s holding back the strong urge to clean it for you, he doesn’t really do anything about the fact that you are the complete opposite of him. you dont know why but you only shrug it off.

“ill help you today, alright? then you can quickly cook something up for us. im hella hungry right now.”

seonghwa lifts his head up from the table and scoffs with a slight smile. you furrow your eyebrows and frown. “what’s that face for, huh?”

“this is the first time you offered to help. id say thank you but i know you’re only doing it because we both know im the only one that can cook.” seonghwa says confidently. you purse your lips and nodded your head.

“you’re right. but i’ll still help. so, what should i do?” seonghwa tosses the cloth that he was using to clean the kitchen counter. you took a step back as you quickly got a hold of it.

“wash it and wipe the bookshelf.” you let out a long sigh before flashing him a bright smile and headed over to the bookshelf. while you were wiping the sides of the bookshelf, you could have sworn that you saw seonghwa looking at you with a smile and a light blush of pink on his cheeks. you pretended not to notice though, and shrug it off.

[TWO] : he’s a great cook.

you still remember the first day you came to the apartment. the first thing you see your new roommate doing was cleaning. like intense cleaning. it was late at night and you didn’t bother to even greet the stranger since you felt awkward and wanted to rest for the night.

however, at about two in the morning, you were laying down in your room when you felt the need to have a night snack. you stepped out of your room and went to the kitchen. the whole apartment was dark except for the dimly lit lamp at the kitchen. you jumped a little when you hear seonghwa’s voice coming from the living room.

“y/n?” you turn around to see seonghwa chilling on the couch with his phone. the living room was completely dark and you could only see his face from the light illuminating from his phone.

“i was just getting a snack to eat.” you said as you opened the fridge to look for something to eat. unfortunately, there wasnt anything that looked like it would fill your midnight appetite. you hear seonghwa standing up from the couch at the back and walking towards you. you tilted your head to the back and see seonghwa standing behinf you. you tale a step back.

“i can cook something if you want.”

“no no its fine i just need a simple snack.” seonghwa kept quiet for a moment as you went back to the fridge to look for food again, as if something might magically pop up. but of course nothing did.

“well i didnt think of getting any snacks when i moved in. ill make something.” seonghwa walks over to the fridge and nudges your arm, making you move to the kitcen counter and leaning your hip against it as you watch seonghwa get to work.

you were looking through your phone, distracted when you heard the noise of two bowls being olaced on the table. you lift your head up and noticed that seonghwa made yoghurt with cherries and raspberries. it wasnt your idea of a midnight snack but at this point, anything could go in your stomach.

“thanks.” you whisper softly as you drag the bowl near to you. seonghwa only hums in response as the two of you take a bite at the same time. your mouth gapes open as your head slowly tilts up from your bowl to look at seonghwa. he was casually eating when his raises an eyebrow at your weird expression.

“how.. how does this taste so good? what did you do it? did you poison it?!” seonghwa blinks at you a few times and shakes his head slowly. your forehead creases as you look at him suspiciously. “i never really liked yoghurt but holy shit.” you quickly take another bite.

“i think you’re just hungry. it tastes fine to me.” seonghwa says in a monotoned lazy manner and grabs the bowl and taking a seat at the dining table. you purse your lips into a straight line and grab your bowl as well and walking down the hallway to your room. before you open your door to go in, you quickly turn your head to the dining table.

“thanks for the yoghurt! ill wash the bowl later.” seonghwa doesnt react, keeping his eyes on his phone. you gave a weird look before heading inside. you sigh.

he’s going to be hard to talk to.

[TWO.2]

“its your birthday, right?” your jumped in your seat when seonghwa suddenly appeared beside you on the couch. “uhuh.. how’d you know?” you say softly, nodding your head.

“wooyoung told me. lll make you a cake or something. anything you want to eat?” you blink at him a few times, your mouth still gaping open as you were shocked about a few things. 1. he talking to you in a more open matter and 2. he actually want to make you something for your birthday.

“make me mac and cheese, please! i love the way you cook it!” you smiled brightly. seonghwa smiled back and coughed, only to return to his monotoned face. you laugh softly. you found it cute somehow.

“i wouldn’t have allowed it since its unhealthy but since its your birthday-”

“thank you!” you leaned in to hug seonghwa. the didnt hug you back, so you quickly pulled away. you noticed him blushing again, this time it was more obvious. you shook it off, despite knowing you felt butterflies in your stomach. “ill go out to get groceries then.” seonghwa stands up from the couch and heads inside his room to get ready.

you smiled to yourself constantly as you waited for seonghwa to finish making the mac and cheese. you sigh in satisfaction as the smell of the delicious food fills the air in the apartment. you tapped your feet excitedly as you had your eyes glued onto seonghwa with the pan in his hands. your face lit up the moment the starts walking towards you. you clap your hands as he places it down on the dining table.

“fuck it smells and looks to good.” you moan out. seonghwa lets out a soft laugh, making you blush just from hearing him do that. “if i made this any other day, i would’ve asked you to pay for the groceries.” you roll your eyes.

“come on dont be rude to me.” you grab a fork and spoon, bringing your plate near the pan and cutting out a slice for yourself. “thanks for the mac and cheese.” seonghwa only nods his head and took a slice for himself before the two of you ate together slowly, indulging the savoury and amazing taste of one of seonghwa’s best dishes he has ever made dor you.

you appreciated times like thae with seonghwa. alrhough not much interaction was made during meal times, you really felt that he cared for you. making meals you like on special occasions, and he’s always asking you what you want to eat, despite the fact that he might not be comfortable with the idea, he doesn’t fail to whip up a great meal. you liked that about seonghwa.

[THREE] : he’s a great listener.

you basically the worse day that day. for some reason, everything just had to go wrong. the only thing you felt the whole day were anger and sadness, more so towards anger. it was late at night yet you were still fuming in anger, only wanting to let it all out the moment you stepped into the apartment.

you unlocked the door and dropped your bag beside you and slammed the door shut. of course the piercing sound of the door made seonghwa lift his head up in an instant. you notice him laying down on the couch with his phone and usual.

stomping over to the kitchen, you pour yourself a glass of cold water. you chugged the whole cup of water fast and forcefully place the cup on the counter. you clearly felt seonghwa’s eyes on you. you look up from your cup and notice him looking shocked, his mouth gaping open slightly.

“what?” you said, running your hand through your hair in frustration.

“you okay...?” you hear seonghwa ask. “does it look like im okay? today felt as if i entered a shit hole.” you huff. you made your way over to the couch, leaving your empty cup on the counter.

“move your ass.” you hiss at seonghwa. he raises an eyebrow and gets up from his laying position, proceeding to sit up and let you take a seat beside him.

you sit down and let your body sink into the couch, laying your head back as you sigh to calm yourself down. “what happened?” seonghwa whispers, putting away his phone and turning his attention to you.

you purse your lips into a thin line and slowly looked up at him. his eyes were filled with concern and his voice was gentle too. he hasn’t been this concerned about you before.

“apparently i got my best friend to dress up all cute and fancy so that she can have a date with my boyfriend behind my back.” you scoff in disbelief, shaking your head. you see seonghwa licking his lips nervously as he nodded his head.

“a shit show if you ask me. i saw him waiting for her in front of the shop i was working at.” you grab the pillow behind you and hug it close to your chest with you digging your face into it. “just how cruel can people get?” your voice was muffled but you knew seonghwa heard you loud and clear. you felt his hand resting on your back, patting it gently.

“its fine. rant all you want.” you took a deep breath and slammed the pillow onto your lap. you felt that it made seonghwa jump a little but he never fails to keep his composure in check. you could never be like him.

the night, all you did was talk, cried and screamed your heart out. and seonghwa was there to just listen to you. he didn’t react much, but he did nod a few times hear and there to let you know that he understood what you were saying. he wasnt so affectionate that he would hug you when you cried, but it felt good to just have him sit there with you while you let out all your anger and frustration. you figured that having him as your listener was his way of showing comfort for you.

[THREE.2]

it was 4am. you and seonghwa have been drinking since 2am. why? you had a bad day and you felt rhe need to destress with some alcohol. seonghwa wouldn’t have allowed you to get drunk but he was apparently having a bad day too and felt like he wanted to get a little drunk to forget everything that day.

“dont you know how fucking stupid that is? it only happens to me. why?!” you groan as you take down another shot. seonghwa fills up your cup again.

“just forget them. they’re being idiots.” seonghwa whispers. you gap your mouth open and roll your eyes. “how can i forgot something like that?!” you shout angrily, slamming your hand on the table. seonghwa laughs in a lazy manner.

“you’re cute when you’re mad.”

“excuse me?” you tilt your head to the side, wondering if you heard seonghwa’s words clearly.

“nothing.” you shrug it off and shake your head.

“by the way..” you started off. seonghwa lifts his head up from the table and lets out a ‘hm?’

“why arent you telling me why you’re drinking? you don’t normally do this. you dont even let me drink unless its a special occasion. i rarely see you drunk.”

seonghwa raises both his eyebrows and sigh. “i had a bad day. but yours sounds worse so ill let you do all the ranting.” seonghwa starts playing with his shot glass, circling his index finger around its rim.

you clicked your tongue. “but its always been about me. you cook me my favourite meals, you do all the cleaning and you’re always here for me when im pissed. i feel bad about it..” you quickly glance at seonghwa. its the blushing again. you started to accept the fact that you had an effect on him, instead of avoiding the fact that he might have feelings for you.

“i guess im always doing those things because...” he leans forward over the table, getting close to your face. you start to grow nervous and your heart started beating quickly. you held a fist to your chest, breathing slowly to calm you down, but it failed. its the first time you’ve seem seonghwa like this. he looked... hot?

“do you know the answer?” seonghwa asks, tilting his head to the side as you watch his eyes glaze over you whole face as if he’s admiring every inch of it.

“no?” your breathing stopped for a moment when seonghwa gets even closer. this time, your noses were touching. seonghwa chuckles lowly. why did that sound so good all of a sudden?

“i know that you know. i wonder why you’re shying away.” seonghwa’s lips immediately connected with yours. you blinked your eyes rapidly as you tried to process the situation. you couldn’t hold back. his lips felt great against yours. its like all the worries that have been piling up in you have been washed away from a simple kiss.

who knew you’d get this close to your mysterious roommate? its a drastic start to a good relationship nonetheless.

[blndspotting]

your voice.

↳ characters|| tendo satori

↳ category || fluff , written + smau

↳ summary 📝|| you come home from a long day and and tendo decides to call you. though you prefer to text, tendo always calls you instead of texting and you finally decide to ask him why

↳ love letter 💌|| hello hi im back from mini hiatus. i missed writing on here. i just needed a break from everything but im back woo! just a few things: i this is technically gn!reader idk my brain is on elevator music mode currently. content warning for mentions of food.

↳ word count ✎|| 769

you walked into the door of your apartment dropping all your stuff by the door not caring anything spilled out of your bag. you remove your coat and shoes, feeling immediate relief in the balls of your feet that had been aching all day. you decided to work late today, as you had been running late and a wave of drowsiness slowly crept over you, a yawn leaving your lips. though, it was like you could hear your bed calling your name, you decide to eat first. you decide that out of convenience (and just a smidge of laziness) you’ll have leftovers from the previous night. Even though it was something you made all the time, it tasted way better knowing that this was your first meal since breakfast.

you thought to yourself, “if tendo were here he would tell me “[name], you HAVE to eat. if you don’t, how are you going to keep the amazing figure i love?” you giggled thinking about him and his silly nature and you then remembered how much you wanted him to come back to japan already. He recently had to go back to paris for work and even though he would be returning in a couple of weeks, you longed for his body to once again hold yours. removing yourself out of your train of thought, continuing to eat and thinking about the weekend ahead of you. checking your phone and seeing the forecast called for rain the next two days, you decide to stay in and enjoy [insert rainy day activity you enjoy]. Still on your phone, you proceed to open messages and text your partner.

you ponder as to why he stopped answering your texts until

you pick up the call before it ends

“h-hi” you said feeling nervous. why the hell am i nervous? i've been dating satori since the beginning of college?

“i don’t know. why ARE you nervous?” tendo asked quizzically. it was like you could almost see the look on his face.

“i said that aloud?” 

“yes you did, my lovely s/o. yes you did.” you hear him chuckle at you.

“hey! don’t laugh”

“i can’t help it! you are adorable, [name].” you smile.

there's a comfortable silence between you both before you decide to speak up.

“i hope i didn’t wake you up, ‘tori.” 

“it’s already 11am here, don't worry sweetheart.” you giggle at the nickname

“oh, nevermind then. i thought it was pretty early over there.”

“hey no, its okay. timezones are dumb i get your confusion”

another stint of comfortable silence passes. this was the first time you two had talked since tendo’s first day back in paris. and even though you missed him, you wondered why he had called you so early

“you really could've of just texted me. is there a reason you called?” you hear him suck in a breath, almost as if the question had caught him off guard.

“well- uhm i-...” 

“spit it out, t!”

“i just missed your voice” he answered, his reply barely above a whisper.

“y-you what?”

“i missed your voice, [name]. i missed you and your voice.” he said, this time way clearer than his first response.

“oh”, you pause, “well i missed you and your lovely voice too ya goof.” you smile

you two continue to talk for maybe about an hour until a yawn leaves your lips.

“babe please go to sleep.”

“no, i want to-” another yawn escapes your lips “talk to you” you continued your protest to sleeping.

“okay,” tendo started finally giving into your stubborn nature “how about i stay on the phone and talk with you until you fall asleep? how does that sound.”

“okay” you said, satisfied with the solution.

meanwhile in france…

“okay so. how was work love?” tendo prompted. silence.

“...babe?” tendo was then met with a quiet snore and he giggled.

“goodnight, [insert pet name]. i know you can’t hear me but get some rest, you deserve it. i’ll see you when i get home tomorrow. i love you.” he whispered smiling to himself before hanging up the call.

tendo stared at his phone allowing it to lock so he could look at his phone background of the both of you and looking at the time. 12:35. realizing the time, tendo left the secluded area he was in whilst he was talking to you and went back to his seat at his airport terminal. fifteen more minutes he thought to himself. Fifteen more minutes and he’d be on a non-stop flight from paris to japan, coming home early to surprise you.

notes

bruh i tried my hardest with the time conversions please don't clown me lol. also it feels so nice writing again omg i missed it so much ahhh. also i have a mini-au idea so watch out for that hehe. okay its kinda late for me so goodnight!

[tj-shmt]

A Day of Curation

Unless its Wednesday, it should be around 11am right now when i get up. First things first, put in my headphones and go get some good music! Its Monday - time to listen to my Discover Weekly playlist, which Spotify usually tailors perfectly to my tastes.

1. 🎶 SPOTIFY 🎶

Fun fact - this weeks "Discover Weekly" suggs. Usually I get the best music from there. I don't really recall the last time any of my friends really showed a song I didn't already know or was adequately good. Tho, I have to give Amelie some credit here, she constanly hits me with great Spanish tunes. (Also to Jasi and Safae which hit me up with some dope music from time to time) I mostly get inspiration from (sad to say but its true) tik tok or by randomly shazaming the world. I also really hate to limit myslfe to music i understand. On the contrary I LOVE LOVE LOVE music arround the world. Trust me i hear Tibetian Throat Singing to Russian Electro and even Islandic and Nativ American Tribal Music. To give you an impression of how important music consumption is for me:

Last Year i spent a total of 210 441 minutes on spotify alone. That is about 9 Hours a day. The average person uses Spotify for about 18 000 minutes a year. (My friend took the freedom to calculate how much money Spotify "looses" by my consumption. i pay $30 a year an Spotify gives $0,004891 per stream to the creator. An average of 3 minutes per song (70.000 streams) means spotify pays $342.37 to the creators. Thats $312.37 of deficit LOL)

Apart form that i cant really give Spotify a certain schedule when i listen to it cuz i listen to it all the time. During gaming, during coding, laundry, gym, work, class, before sleep. ✨Always✨

2. 💬 WhatsApp 💬

There is nothing better than sleeping for an eternity while everyone is already awake for probably 4 or more hours, working! *laughs in privileged design student* Since everyone is already living its live while I still drool, I gotta get up to date in the morning. Before i even leave bed, i checke my messages there. Similar to Spotify, I use WhatsApp the whole day and can't really tell when I would not use it. Except, my phone is always on silent (casual zennial phone call phobia) meaning i wont notice anything while zoning out or gaming (which usualy is the same).

3. 👨‍🏫 TEAMS 👩‍🏫

Yeah Yeah i can already hear it. "You wake up 5 minutes before class withouth breakfast or anything..." - bla bla bla. Yeah that is the case! I would usuly go on teams and enter the classroom, while preparing a breakfast (if you can call it breakfast after 12) sit down at my desk and listen to class. Causally everything that is too theoretical with music and whatsapp. Other classes that are interesting I`ll put my full attention to it.

But i hate teams in gerneral. Not cuz its sh**, no, usualy people that do their clases there have a weird way of using it. Finding material or looking up homeworks is such a struggle sometimes. (Props to you Kevin here, I have never seen anybody using teams in such a clean and struktured way than you do. Even tho you dont neccesarily use it as it was meant to be. (which might be the turning point on why its great))

4. 📺 YouTube 📺

Yup YouTube is usually the place to go after (sometimes during (I NEVER SAID THAT!)) class.

Actually, YouTube is the place to go for me. Relaxation, Entertainment, knowledge - anything! After class I'd usually watch "Cut" or other channels that produce let's plays or entertainment of some sort.

But it's also THE place to go during coding. I rather listen to Lofi or (Slowed, Reverbed) Music that doesnt really distract me. ALSO, during coding watch A SH*TLOAD OF TUTORIALS, cuz I am proud selftaught Zennial. #BestOfBothWorlds

5. 👨‍🍳 CHEFKOCH 👨‍🍳

I love to try new things and I constantly stalk the web for new recipes. Lately a lot of Asian and Vegan stuff. Chefkoch is the app to go where i also write down my own recipes to have them with me all the time. Great thing here is, i share this account with all my family members (currently 13, including my mom, aunts, other relatives). Great way to share the secret family recipes at any time!

(Cant recommend the recipe in the img, tho!)

6.🏐 ADDIDAS TRAINING🏐

Unlike all my sporty friends that used to hit the gym before covid and not got lazy, I started to use Training Apps like Addidas Training with its free Workout plans. I use it regularly and am happy i finally found a way to stay sporty.

7. ⌨️ VS CODE ⌨️

Its either Visual Studio Code, where I would code on my current project, or gaming. As mentioned above, I would get most of the inspiration from tutorials or using dev tools on different platforms.

8. 🎤 DISCORD 🎮

I´ll use Discord as a general term for Gaming since I play a lot but many different games, tho, always use discord to communicate with my freinds while gaming.

A great place to share random BS with friends and talk about anything that comes to my mind. I spent most of the evenings on Discord with my friends. Always did, in fact. Maybe the reason why I don't really feel so affected by the pandemic. I am used to being separated from my friends since they live all over Germany or the world in general. I always enjoy Online Live Events WITH my friends.

For me the web as always been a "with" not an "alone", which is why I never understand why so may struggle with feeling "alone" on live events online. JUST GRAB A FRIEND AND DISCOVER IT ✨TOGETHER✨!

9. 📼 DISNEY+ / NETFLIX 📼

Since I use both the same amount there is not thos or that. I never Really let anybody recommend me anything, cuz ... trust me, I WON'T watch it. IDK why that is, but I need a specific mood for each show. And nobody but myself can provide that. Probably why most ove the algorithms (esp Netflix) do not have an effect on me. I'm not in the mood for your ****, sorry!

Never the less, i periodically Binge a Series and then feel empty after it ended. Then i need some time to face reality again.

Funny tho, I binged Starwars Rebels on Disney+ and after it ended i just decide to buy 4 books on amazon that expand the story to starwars (#nerd i know). I will spend the next few months reading and probably not watching anything on both Streaming services.

10. 🤤 TIKTOK 🌈

... YUP.... I grew up with vine ... but TikTok got me. And honestly I don't regret it. It's the perfect algorithm that constantly finds the best videos that feed my thirsty queer ass. I mean ...

LOOK AT THE IMG ABOVE. YES, give me more....!

Its prolly not good for my digital wellbeing or my mental health but do I care at the moment..? noooooo...

Just give me more of Starwars Parodies, Sleepwalkers, Best off's of streamers, Queer content (cuz its time this heteronormativity world is fed with it! and no i do not indentify as anyting, im just the + at the very far end!) and yeah, even some sexy content if the creator feels good about it.

AND DONT YOU GIVE ME THAT SIDE EYE OF JUDGEMENT HERE - WE ALL THIRST FROM TIME TO TIME!

TOODLES!

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Rose Coloured Glasses - Part 3

A/N - Thank you all for reading so far! This is more of a filler chapter just to move it along. More to come soon! Please like and share if your enjoying it 💕

When i came home with Frank yesterday i didn't expect him to stick around, but here i was waking up in a tangled naked mess with him...my body aching in the most amazing ways.

I stopped my alarm from going off so i didn't wake him and slipped out of bed to have a shower before Andy arrived to pick me up for work.

"Where are you going?" i heard Frank mumble as i pulled on clean underwear, i turned to look at him with a huge smile, the man truly was beautiful.

"I gotta go to work"

"Call in sick, stay in bed with me all day"

"As tempting as that offer is.... i cant, Andy is picking me up in 10 minutes"

"Oh.... i could have taken you"

"I didn't know you'd still be here" i said honestly.

"I can go if its a problem...."

"Its not, i'm glad you stayed" i smiled leaning over to kiss him, his hands gripped my hips and pulled me into his lap so i was straddling his waist.

"Frank! I dont have time for this..." i moaned feeling his hard length pressing against me as he kissed my neck.

"We can be quick...."

"Im gonna be late....." i laughed using all my will power to crawl off his lap, i was just at the end of the bed when he dived at me and we fell to the floor laughing.

"Call your boss and tell him you don't need a ride, i'll take you"

"I can't his probably already outside" i reached down and quickly kissed him again before getting up and rushing to my wardrobe, i pulled on a black polkadot dress and some black pumps before quickly tying my hair up.

When i came back into the bedroom Frank was still laying on my bedroom floor only wearing his tight black boxers that didnt hide anything.

"Well damn.... you make it so hard to leave"

"Im staying right here til you get back"

"I'll be back at 5:30" i knelt down and kissed him "you can stay if you like?"

I got up grabbing my purse and a jacket before making my escape. If i didn't leave now i'd be calling in sick!

As i thought, Andy was already parked outside waiting for me in his black Audi.....Im not sure how long he had been there but the engine wasn't running.

"Morning" i greeted him with a smile which he returned.

"Morning"

"Sorry to keep you waiting"

"its fine i was a little early anyway"

"Thanks again for coming to pick me up, i get my car back later today"

"They sorted that quick" he said as he started the car and began the drive to the office.

"Yeah something to do with a cracked cylinder head or something? I have no clue" i chuckled "i'm completely hopeless when it comes to cars"

"Me too!" He admitted smiling over at me. The rest of the journey was spent with idle chit chat just to fill the silence.

Frank: Ur music selection sucks BTW!

Frank texted me around 11am, i couldn't help but laugh quietly to myself.

Y/N: don't listen to it then lol 🤣

Frank: But im bored!

Y/N: Find something to watch on Netflix, its all signed in.

Frank: Just come home, you'll keep me busy 😜

Y/N: ....

My desk phone rang i looked at the display to see it was Andy calling.

"Hello" i answered on the second ring.

"Hey, could you come to my office real quick please?"

"Sure, i'm on my way" i got up grabbing my notebook and a pen incase he needed me to take some notes down.

"Come on in" he smiled as i reached his office door.

"What can i do for you?"

"I have to head up to Vermont, an old friend of mine called in a favour"

"Okay, what do you need?"

"I need you to come with me" he said looking at me with an apologetic grimace on his face.

"What?.... why?"

"Honestly? im gonna be swamped, i need you to be there to help keep my diary updated, grab me coffee and lunch.... i know it sounds boring as hell but i'll pay you double. I usually take Susan on these kinda things but as you know she's home sick with the flu"

Susan was the older woman who had been Andy's PA for years before i started working here, she was about to retire and i was her replacement.

"When?"

"Tomorrow, should be for a day, two at the most. I'll book a hotel and cover expenses"

"Sure, if you need me to...."

"It would be a huge help"

"Okay" i nodded but couldnt help but think it was strange that he wanted me to go with him.

"Thank you Y/N, i owe you! I'll pick you up at 7am i like to get on the road early"

"Sure, not a problem" i smiled and went back to my desk, missing the smug smile that quickly crossed Andy's face.

I left work a little early so i could go collect my car that was now fixed and headed home. I was surprised to walk in to the smell of cooking!

"Whats all this?" I asked Frank raising my eyebrows in question when i walked into the kitchen to find him at the stove wearing my apron.

"Oh hey! Your home!" He smiled turning to me and kissing me quickly "how was work?"

"Strange...... seems to be the theme of today"

"Sorry, is this weird? I just.... i was bored so i thought id cook you dinner" Frank said scratching his jaw looking a little nervous.

"Its not weird" i chuckled "more unexpected"

"Well see, its completely selfish on my part really...." he said sliding me a glass of white wine.

"How so?"

"Because i plan to keep you busy for the rest of the night soooo, its only fair i feed you first" he grinned making me roll my eyes at him.

"Okay Romeo" i shook my head laughing at him, he really was something! "How long til its ready?"

"10 minutes tops?"

"Great, i've just gotta go throw an overnight bag together real quick then i'm all yours" i pressed a quick kiss to Franks lips and headed to my bedroom.

As i packed a few change of clothes and toiletries i couldnt help but think about how easy it was having Frank here....Id only known him a day for christ sake!

"Y/N, foods ready" he called as i zipped up the bag.

"Okay i'll be right there".

Dinner was spaghetti and meatballs and it was honestly the best id had, it was his grandma's recipe apparently.

"So how come your packing an overnight bag?" Frank asked halfway through dinner.

"Oh, i've gotta go to Vermont with Andy for a day or two. He asked me to go with him this afternoon" i shrugged

"Isn't that a little odd?"

"I don't know, he said Susan used to go with him"

"Who's Susan?"

"His PA i'm replacing"

"The old chick?"

"Yeah"

"But he didn't have a thing for Susan"

"Frank don't start that again...."

"I bet his wife doesn't know his asked his sexy as hell PA to accompany him on his little business trip" he shook his head.

"You jealous?" I smirked trying to make a joke of it before it got to serious.

"What if i am?"

"I thought this was just fun?" I motioned between the two of us.

"So did i..... but i cant stop thinking about you...."

"You have no reason to be jealous, Andy is my boss nothing more. I like this with us, whatever it is...."

"So i can see you again when you get back from Vermont?"

"I think that can be arranged".

Everything taglist: @jesseswartzwelder @dumblani @barnesandrogersworld @patzammit

Rose Coloured Glasses taglist: @readermia @princess-evans-addict @jennmurawski13

[jihyosforehead]

please I need mina and jihyo being soft?

theyre v soft babies prove me wrong!!

mina sometimes plants herself in jihyo’s lap randomly:

in between their sets backstage during concerts;  

while theyre hanging out between takes for a variety show theyre filming;

a movie’s playing and everyone’s squished themselves into their living room to watch;

(samo are sprawled across each other as usual, nayeons talked chaeyoung into sitting into her lap somehow, tzuyu is content to sit with her back leaning against jeongs shins, dahyun is off to the corner but close enough for sana to bother. and minas firmly situated in jihyos lap, with a heavy knit blanket thrown over their shoulders) 

on the dance practice floor when theyre taking water breaks - minas sitting in the natural v, jihyos legs make;

she’ll crawl into jihyos lap and settle herself comfortably there - honestly, mina reminds jihyo of a very young kitten

wedging herself into an impossibly small ball and curling herself under jihyos chin, nudging herself in the spaces that jihyo hadnt realised were mina spaces

jihyo lifts her arms up, just high enough to allow mina to crawl in, to be held 

it’s in the little things too: 

mina plugging jihyos phone in to charge when shes fallen asleep; sometimes setting an alarm (or two) so jihyo doesnt miss an early appointment

jihyo falls asleep in some of the oddest positions 

mina’s caught her asleep while setting her alarms for the next day, hands still gripping onto her phone, the screen lit up to show the clock alarm app 

other times, mina makes an extra mug of ginger-lemon-honey tea after a gruelling concert, to soothe jihyos throat (jihyo always does her best and doesnt think to also make herself a mug of tea after checking in on everyone)

jihyo takes the mug in both hands, not before encasing minas hands under hers, absentmindedly noting how the spaces between her fingers slot perfectly with mina’s, misses the way mina’s cheeks tinge pink at the casual affection

jihyo lets mina steal the blankets at night, lets her take all the sheets to her side of the bed and roll around in them, leaving jihyo freezing at 3:22am 

(jihyo snatches the heavy throw blanket laying at the foot of the bed for this exact reason - mina apologises to her the next day by making her a steaming mug of coffee, fixed extra strong with soy milk)

sometimes jihyo will have a really hectic, full on day -

(makeup at 4:30 am for a 7am photoshoot that runs for 3 hours, followed closely by an interview, theres a short break for lunch - eaten in the car on the way to a brand event. her day ends with a work-out session and running over tomorrow’s schedule with her managers) 

- and mina greets her with takeout boxes from jihyo’s fav spots, dorm cleaned and the other girls are preoccupied doing their own thing. jihyo exhales a breath she hadnt realised she was holding, the tension leaving her shoulders almost automatically, when mina grins up at her over her phone

when they go on tour, jihyo catches minas gaze from across the stage and there are reassuring messages left unsaid, but they echo loud and clear in minas mind (“youre doing well” -  “im proud of u” - “i love u!”)

mina thinks jihyo is adorable for wanting to learn how to play animal crossing or whatever other game jihyo digs out of minas organised game shelf

other times they just sit in the living room, or side-by-side on the couch doing their own thing

jihyos scrolling down her twitter feed, randomly liking posts while mina’s furiously chopping trees down on her animal crossing island;

quietly eating breakfast together because theyve somehow managed to wake up before everyone else and the dorm is uncharacteristically peaceful. the only noise comes from their hushed chewing or an occasional yawn

their eyes meet and jihyo internally notes that mina’s sleepy smile is probably the cutest thing shes ever seen and will never grow tired of seeing it

minas not rly a morning person

if she had the choice, she’d permanently start her days after 11am, but she might need to rethink that bc of the way jihyos face lit up after she’d agreed to an early breakfast, truly put the sun to shame

they stay up late chatting, lying on their sides talking about nothing and everything. its dark, and the room is dimly lit by their bedside lamp, but mina still notices how sparkly and brown and wide jihyos eyes are

they just really enjoy each other’s company;

they dont rly have much time outside of their busy days just due to the nature of their job, but theyd willingly forgo that time alone, to spend with each other

mina just wants to be alone with jihyo and talk about the weather

always has an urge to talk to jihyo. shes got nothing to say, nothing to talk about even. but she wants to tell jihyo all of her important nothings 

wants to tell her shes a fossil short of completing her museum; saw a dog on her morning walk with the exact same shade of gold fur like ray has; shes figured out how to make the double arrowhead pattern on her friendship bracelets

and jihyo is the same: this funny thing happened to me on the way to the gym this morning, and mina is the only one she’ll tell 

jihyo brings the girls home to her family during the holidays, and while nayeon and jeongyeon are fond, but lovable menaces, mina is gradually growing to be her mother’s favourite 

mina introduces jihyo to her family when they go to japan for their first tour

mina’s never seen her dog warm to someone so quickly before

jihyo, meanwhile, has found herself trapped under a sleeping puppy whenever she visits

more often than not, mina feels lost, out of place, overwhelmed and jihyos there holding her hand, with gentle reassurances, and soft smiles reserved just for her

mina hardly knows where to begin, but jihyos a safe place to start 🥰

[hunchoskeazo]

Chapter 4 “On the outside Looking In”

*3am*

*Ding Ding*

*Ding Ding*

I popped up and looked over squinting my eyes because all i see is a bright ass light from my phone going off.

*Smacked My lips* Its Rik.

Rik:Call me Asap bro.

Man im not calling him I haven’t talked or seen this nigga fuck him. I put the phone back down and on DnD turned over and cuddled up with Ashley.

She woke up a lil bit and asked was everything ok.

“Of course Baby go back to sleep”

“Ok” she said

And she was fast asleep in a blink of an eye.

15 mins tops I wondered what the hell rik wanted i was so curious, because i have not talk to him none while i was in the hospital or nothing. He the reason i got shot. Maybe he just feel guilty i thought and thought and thought before i went to sleep asked myself so many questions and gave myself so many answers and that still didn’t give me any kind of satisfaction or clarification.

....Imma just text him.

“What bro”

Rik:Man wassup meet me somewhere.

AJ:“Nah my nigga last time i met with you i nearly died.”

Rik: Man I know i know and im truly sorry about that bro i know you haven’t seen or talked to me i been in these streets listening around checking out the hood and shit tryna put 2 n 2 together you feel me bro.

AJ:“Mmhm Right i hear you bro”

Rik:Look i know you may feel like its been some shady shit going on but i just had to take sometime to get myself together bro I didn’t know what to do that night i thought you was gonna die i was fucked up. But im glad you good brody. Thank God.

AJ:Yea man im glad to be alive its been very eye opening these last couple of weeks man fr.

Rik:I feel you bro its all gonna get better soon my nigga i promise. Look just hit me tomorrow i got alot to tell you..

AJ:Ight bro you owe me no kap

Rik:I gotchu bro🤞🏾

*Unknown Number*(Incoming Call)

“Who Tf is this” i said before answering the phone.

*I answered*

*Sniffles*.... AJ..?

“Who is this” i asked out of confusion

*REALLY AJ!? Its Passion

“Oh” I looked over at ashley as she was still sound asleep i got up out the bed and creeped to the kitchen.

“Whats the Deal?”

“Aj ive been trying to contact you for a week why haven’t you returned none of my calls or text messages.?”

“I been busy man”

“Yea busy with that otha bitch to huh.!?”

“Man why you in my business you not my btc.?” I said with a aggressive whispering tone.

“What do you want passion?”

It became so silent in the night.

“Hello!!” I said with agrivation

Wassup man!? Im tryna go back to bed.

*Sniffles* Im... Pregnant..” she said.

“Pregnant🤨 How?!” With the sound of confusion.

“What do you mean how? You bussed in me thats how mf.” With a aggressive tone.

“Nah i wrapped up tight no kap so you got the wrong nigga” and banged on her ass.

*BLOCK*

I went and laid back down wit ashley and instantly fell back to sleep.

(11am)

Before i could open my eyes the smell of a good breakfast hit my nose i slowly opened my eyes she was just walking in climbing on top of me kissing me trying to wake me and mini up😏.

AJ: Ooouuu Baby don’t be doing that you tryna wake both of us up.

Ashley: Mmm😏🥰 I got breakfast ready for you so you can have an amazing day.

“Oh really I must’ve put my foot in you last night huh.” I said jokingly

She laughed and said “Boy shut yo ass up and eat before i stop being so nice.”

She side eyed me while i was stuffing my face.

“Damn baby what time is it?” While i was looking for my phone.

I thought to myself i know i sat my phone on the dresser next to me.

I flipped the cover over and there it was.🤨

Ashley: Its almost 12 you have somewhere to be or something?

“Oh shit yea i gotta get dressed.”

I rushed to the bathroom to get myself together finally started getting dress while still rambling for my phone.

“Ash!!! You know where my phone is at?”

“Umm idk try checking the bed or something.” She yelled out

I flipped the cover and there it was

“Bet found it” I said with excitement

I was in so much of a rush to think about how it ended up on the bed. I ran to the kitchen gave ash a kiss on the cheek and left.

“Ight Babygirl ill see you later”

And ran out the door.

Remote started that 392 yall know how skeaz coming.

*Turnt volume up*

“Now watch me push them bitches off with the 2 hands

Aye,hm,with the 2 hands

Watch me push them bitches off with the 2 hands

Aye, Aye, with the two hands”

While Rapping and vibing to sada n vezzo I started thinking about passion...

“Maybe I shouldn’t do her like that, I was fuckn the dawg shit out of her freak ass.🤔🤷🏽‍♂️

*Pulled in the lot of my destination, Picked my phone up went to her number to FaceTime her but hesitated...*

“Nah Ill wait let me make this drop first.” I said to myself.

I got out walked to the back opened the trunk grabbed the duffy, tucked my mag in my pants and walked in through the back of The Palace.

The Palace Where I conduct my business, pleasures and problems 😁. Also 1 of my many main sources of income.

*Walking Through the hall to get to my office*

*Guard 1* Wassup Boss

*Guard 2* Skeeeaazzooo

“Whats The Deal Guys” giving guard 1 a pat on the shoulder.

*I walked in my office and sat the duffy on the table opened it and made a suspicious grin and said to myself.

“Imma Muthafucka boi i tell ya”.

I opened my safe i have in my floor behind my desk and got to putting the money out the bag into the safe.

“Damn my shit getting full I guess i gotta go splurge a lil bit huh” i jokingly said to myself.

*Ring *Ring

*Ring *Ring

Looked at my phone an unsaved number.

*Hello! I said

Hello Hi is this Mr.Davis?

“....Whos Asking?” I said while putting the rest of the money in the safe.

Hi this Doc Fane with Gracy rehabilitation its about your mother....

Like I really need this right now.😥

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We The Future Ent Copywrite 2020

[ninaahelvar]

Chivalry Fell On Its Sword (9/23)

Summary: All Arya wanted so to feel normal and go outside of the damn castle. Now, through a series of unfortunate, she’s stuck with a bodyguard that she accidentally flirted with: Gendry Waters.

AO3

A/N: what? two chapters in one week! well one is a joke chapter, we get productive. i'm only here for the laughs. xx and i did promise slam poetry so,.......

10:31pm - Arya: So, what youre saying is that you were awkward cause you could see through my blanket? 

10:32pm - Gendry: dude, your nipples were showing through it, it was a turn on and then because incredibly awkward when your fucking mum walked in.

10:32pm - Arya: and everything else?

10:32pm - Gendry: fucked up universe keeping us apart, sorry

10:33pm - Arya: awwww you’re so cute when you’re desperate 

10:33pm - Gendry: i don’t think you’re allowed to complain when you fucking yell at me in a hallway begging me for an answer for something i wasn’t intentionally doing 

10:33pm - Arya: i stand by my reaction 

10:33pm - Gendry: ok then 

10:33pm - Arya: alright 

10:35pm - Arya: soooooooooooooo

10:35pm - Arya: you still in the palace? 

10:37pm - Gendry: You’re seriously horny right now? 

10:37pm - Arya: aren’t you 

10:38pm - Gendry: literally always, but i’m still in my meeting 

10:38pm - Arya: i’ll send you nudes to keep your spirits up 

10:42pm - Gendry: pls for the love of the gods, don’t, cause my spirits won’t be the only thing that’s up 

Arya chew on her lip as she read over his name. His apology. His casual confession of love. And she beamed. 

10:43pm - Gendry: can i see you later? 

10:43pm - Arya: yes

~~~~

Bran wheeled up to the stage, a few stares and whispers as one of the wheels caught on the last step. In the end, the manager of the club and a few bystanders had to help him. It wasn’t embarrassing, just a little awkward to have three grown men fondling his chair and not him. 

He had invited Arya, who happened to bring along Gendry - funny how her security followed her absolutely everywhere, but Bran wasn’t. He thought it may have been some ableist crap, but when he saw Arya’s hand on his wrist as Bran edged towards the mic it was clear what the real reason was. Also the hickey on his neck was a dead give away. 

Bran cleared his throat and Arya and Gendry stopped speaking. The open mic night was his idea. Bran had worked up this plan for a while, knowing full well he could get away with it - but now he was here, and only confidence and determination ran through him. Chaos wheeling - if you will. He took a breath, then spoke into the mic. 

“I’m a theology major, I can take confession, even with this wheelchair condition. My legs stopped working when the car flipped, now it seems like I’m the one that’s dicked. I make light of the frame that holds me, even when it’s the thing that has made me lonely. I smile and wave, even when no one thinks I’m gay. The wheels tend to avert the eyes, even when I wanna talk to guys. I hear sympathy from women across the world, but I can still make your world whirl. I don’t wanna talk about how the chair feels or what kind of drink I want with my meal - I’m a grown ass man, a man that just can’t stand. I’m filled with love and wanting, and I’m a fun guy that deserves some flaunting. I’m a theology major, I can take confession. And yes, to answer your question, my dick does work, and I have a suggestion. Either mind your business, apologise for the transgression. Or date me, I can still fuck, no repression, in succession, with or without discretion.”

When everyone was roaring with laughter, and Bran was helped from the stage, he wheeled over to Arya and Gendry’s table. They were trying hard to catch their breaths, hands on the ribs as they tried to form sentences. 

“Your highness,” Gendry started before promptly bursting into laughter, patting Bran on the shoulder as he wheezed out another laugh.

“What the fuck was that?” 

“I wanted everyone to know that I still fuck.” 

The pair looked at each other before banging their hands on the table, the entire venue a stream of laughter. It made Bran happy. 

The next day, Robb texted the group an article. 

TO GROUP ‘The Ghost Fan Club (Jon fuck off)’ 

9:40am - Robb: “Prince Bran does the worst, most inappropriate poem at an open mic night”

9:40am - Robb: What the fuck did you do?

9:41am - Arya: 

9:41am - Rickon: YOU FUCKING DIDN’T!!!!

9:41am - Sansa: i thought you were joking! 

9:42am - Bran: I’m single, and the people deserve to know that my dick still works 

9:42am - Jon: He’s right

9:43am - Davos: PRINCE BRAN - YOU DID NOT SAY THIS IN FRONT OF PEOPLE 

9:43am - Arya: he said, and a quote ‘to answer your question, my dick does work’

9:44am - Davos: I might actually have a heart attack 

9:44am - Rickon: HE NEEDS SOME MILK

9:45am - Davos: i think this is it for today. I’m not angry, I’m just disappointed. 

9:46am - Rickon: press f in the chat for a fallen brother 

9:46am - Robb: oh...that’s cold davos 

9:47am - Sansa: this year we lost our dear brother bran

9:47am - Bran: quit telling everyone i’m dead 

9:48am - Sansa: sometimes i can still hear his voice 

*

The Memes of the Royalest Kind @TheRoyalMemeFamily: The family portrait for the Stark siblings is FINALLY out!

@TheRoyalMemeFamily: they are dressed in traditional Winterfell garments - only the royals now wear them. And they stink. 

RobbWinterfell: @TheRoyalMemeFamily how can this be a family portrait if i’m not there 

TheRoyalMemeFamily: @RobbWinterfell ohhhhh…..you must be that imposter king. We know you’re related to the actor Richard Madden

Sansa Stark of Winterfell @PrincessSansa: also, the only reason Arya likes wearing this outfit is cause hers comes with a sword

@TheRoyalMemeFamily: @PrincessSansa can confirm this outfit was made for a child

@AryaStark: @TheRoyalMemeFamily @PrincessSansa still as sharp as a real sword 

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@wetbreadvevo: so...the fucking starks have been posting pics from their family photoshoot this entire time and no one has questioned it? What the fuck 

*

3:14pm - Jon: hey, mate, you know Richard Madden in gonna be at this event night, right 

3:15pm - Robb: fuck….are you serious? 

3:16pm - Jon: yep, saw the guest list last night 

3:17pm - Robb: *typing*

3:17pm - Jon: yes it’s too late to cancel 

3:17pm - Robb: fuck 

3:18pm - Robb: can we just avoid him the entire night? 

3:18pm - Jon: I mean sure but it’ll be a bit rude 

3:19pm - Robb: okay new plan, I’ll greet him at the event, but if you see anyone taking pictures, tackle them to the ground 

3:19pm - Robb: I don’t need the girls finding photographic evidence that I’ve met him

3:20pm - Jon: you know that I know you’ve met him before right 

3:20pm - Robb: yes...but the girls are gonna give me so much shit, especially if we look buddy-buddy in the photos

*

TO GROUP ‘The Ghost Fan Club (Jon fuck off)’ 

8:20am - Sansa: so

8:20am - Sansa: richard madden was at that even last night huh? 

8:20am - Sansa: the fuck robb 

8:21am - Robb: i’m very proud of my ability to ignore the man all evening 

8:22am - Jon: he hid behind a plant at one stage 

8:22am - Jon: yes, everyone noticed 

8:23am - Bran: who’s the idiot now

8:24am - Arya: still you 

8:25am - Bran:

*

The Memes of the Royalest Kind @TheRoyalMemeFamily: rare photo of Arya Stark growing up

*

TO GROUP ‘The Ghost Fan Club (Jon fuck off)’ 

2:11am - Bran: you guys 

2:11am - Bran: anyone awake 

2:12am - Arya: yes but i’m trying to sleep 

2:13am - Bran: too late now fucknuts

2:14am - Bran: you ever think about davos hears the message alerts for this chat and just kinda….dies inside? 

2:15am - Sansa: oh for sure 

2:16am - Jon: I’ve seen his eyes close and pray for it 

2:18am - Robb: once in a meeting, i swear i saw him almost throw his phone across the room cause you guys wouldn’t shut up and he doesn’t know how to mute his phone 

2:20am - Rickon:

2:25am - Davos: i think this is how you kids say it 

2:25am - Davos: mood

2:25am - Bran: DBIGIWEBGOUWR

2:25am - Arya: IUQWBIUBUIBUIBIUNOI

2:25am - Sansa: WTFFFFFFFFFFFF

2:25am - Jon: i’m fucking dreaming 

2:25am - Rickon: I CAN’T BREATHE 

2:25am - Robb: im

2:26am - Arya: WHAT IN THE WORLD IM LIVING 

2:26am - Davos: go to bed

*

The Memes of the Royalest Kind @TheRoyalMemeFamily: a queen can party 

@PrincessSansa: @TheRoyalMemeFamily we stan a legend

Mother of Dragons @QueenDany: @TheRoyalMemeFamily @PrincessSansa i seem to remember this was at least two bottles of wine in for you 

@PrincessSansa: @QueenDany @TheRoyalMemeFamily pretty sure you were 4, but who was counting 

*

@DailyMail: it’s highly inappropriate for a sitting monarch and other royal members to be out drinking and showcasing that online - read the article here 

@QueenDany: @DailyMail 

@PrincessSansa: @QueenDany @DailyMail 

*

The Memes of the Royalest Kind@TheRoyalMemeFamily:Royal bodyguard spotted yet AGAIN with a different model

@TheRoyalMemeFamily: who is he 

@PodrickPayne: @TheRoyalMemeFamily 

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Arya ‘Not Today’ Stark @AryaStark:

@JonSnow: @AryaStark 👀

@PrincessSansa: @AryaStark 👀

@RealBranStark: @AryaStark 👀

@RickonStark: @AryaStark 👀

@RobbWinterfell: @AryaStark 👀

*

@RickonStark: 

@RickonStark: That’s it. That’s the tweet

*

8:29pm - Pod: so what youre saying is that i’m a chad? 

8:29pm - Sansa: no a himbo is necessarily a chad 

8:30pm - Pod: im more himbo than chad 

8:31pm - Sansa: you can be a chad if you’re not a himbo but you can’t be a himbo if you’re not a chad 

8:32pm - Gendry: you guys know this is the group chat right? 

8:33pm - Sansa: now gendry is a chad 

8:35pm - Gendry: low blow sansa

[lost-incident-kid]

Happy Birthday Miyu Sugisaki (for tommorow) might do some art for her idk

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Edit: ah heck! Ive had this queued for months, but i forgot to actually do the art haha, i’ll get something done overnight so it might be rushed and look like trash, it might look reasonably ok. Who knows at this point. I dont trust the sleepy version of myself to create anything good but hey, theyv created some stuff that wasn’t horrifying before :/

Ok, starting here i legit just start live-blogging myself staying up alnight drawing. Ignore me. I didnt know where else to say it. I’ll delete it later.

Edit 2: this isnt gonna be done. Like frick, i just spent 6 hours on miyu’s fricking hairstyle, thats all done and even shaded and looking fabulous but ive only got a rough lineart for litterally everything else. This might not be done, but if it is then her hair is gonna be a fuckign masterpiece (i hope). Im writing this edit at 1:42am, and im gonna go to bed somewhere between 4 and 5, lets go! Hell yeah! I might do this! Perhaps! Im gonna try! 3-4 sprint time! Yeah!

Edit 3: frick, im failing to do this, miserably. Its 3:03am and i got distracted playing mobile games and didn’t get anything done. My existence is futile, existentially im a waste and I should not exist. The atoms within me deserve to be part of something better. Sorry. I’m a f*ck up and unless I get my sh*t together in the next like 5 mins (unlikely) then this aint gonna be finished.

Edit 4: ok, meltdown like 20% over. Its 3:52am, I think the issue then was the face. Faces r hard bruh, they suck do draw. They a festive lil ho ho ho. I was drawing everything too high up on the face cuz my dumb *ss forgot to draw the line thingys on the face or even look at a reference image for proportions. Ive done it now amd life is now a bit more on track. Might get this done if I continue work in the morning.

Edit 4.5: nothin much (hence the .5), its 4:14am, just downed 4 cups o tea for caffeine and sugar (all the coffee we got is decaf lol). I’m gonna get this sh*t done! Ive litterally only coloured down to the face, neck and the hair but still.... I’m gonna get it done anyway! I dont care about going to bed between 4-5 anymore! I’m getting this done!

Edit 5: its less than ten mins later (4:22am) and im taking a quick 20m break to watch youtube while I wait for the caffeine to kick in because im too braindead to continue right now. Like what art style am i even trying? Idk... its really fricking complex tho. Lowkey pretty tho, like if i finish this im gonna be so proud of it like it looks great. But its taking forever and im need break.

Edit 6: ok we back. Its 4:41am, caffeine has not really kicked in but i cant permit myself any more time anyway. Back to drawning.

Edit 7: holy frick, new episode of the vrains dub came out. Man... im leaving vrains fanart to watch the vrains dub. Am I obsessed? Is this hyperfixation? Probably? Either way, its 4:50am and im going to go watch the new episode. I’ll come back to this when im done.

Edit 8: HOLY FRICK GUYS! THE DRAWING APP IM USING KEEPS CRASHING AND SAYS ITS STILL THERE BUT WONT LET ME CONTINUE AND KICKING ME OFF THE APP?!?! ITS 5:06AM AND THE PANIC ATTAC IS BACC! The new episode of the dub isnt completely out yet, im watching that version on yt where its just smol clips of it. Not all the clips r up yet. I was just going on it while waiting for the next clips to go up and thats when the app did the thing and life got 280% sucky-er.

Edit: 8.5 wahoot it stopped kicking me off the app and it let me continue. Its 5:12am and we are FINALLY continuing.

Edit 9: its 5:36 Im tired sleep time I’ll finis thos in the morning goodbye yall have a greatt day

Edit 10: ok, so im a failure. We live in the timeline that god abandoned. I cannot sleep. I shall get more cups of tea, watch yt until the caffeine actually kicks in, and then continue. Its 6:03 right now, I shall be back. Perhaps half an hour?

Edit 10.5: its 6:11am. Not much has happened, just a slight change of plans. Ik its irrelevant but im liveblogging so i gotta say, my eye hurts so im gonna stop looking at screens. Perhaps gonna try to sleep again, if not then i’ll put read a book, redo my makeup (it smudgey) or straight up just listen to music and stare into the void. Litterally anything other than look at my laptop/phone. Peace out homies, i’ll be back at some point before 7 probably (unless i do go to sleep).

Edit 11: Its 6:41am, my eye hurts. Ive been staring into the darkness and listening to various fallout boy songs. Now i feel edgy. Its been half an hour, so im gonna continue drawing. Caffeine and sugar has worn off again so im tired and unmotivated but yno what, it is what it is. Aint life nifty, i gotta get this done.

Edit 12: 6:52 everything burns im in pain my eye is on frickign fire and it looks bloodshot but now also weird azz headache that i never got one like this before so im gonna turn off all lights cuz that seems to make it marginally better am i dying probably idk either way im not gonna continue for multiple hours it is stare into the void time and stare into the void time alone ok this should be the last update

Edit 13: It is 3:16pm, didn’t continue liveblogging cuz i got one heck of a migrane. Im back and well... Happy birthday Miyu for today! I’m still gonna try to get this god forsaken art done, but holy shit what is that art style i did. Its genuinely nothing like anything ive done before, I don’t remember doing any of the colouring but apparently I did and it looks better than anything ive done before and idk if non-fricked up me can replicate it. I’m starting to wonder if i got bored and just copied it or something, like idk how i did it. Look at it

The grey is the lineart I remember doing but man tHE FRICKIGN HAIR like i couldnt have created that, could I? I can see why it was taking so long yesterday like holy shit man that stuff takes time yno

[sickenedvictim]

day 5 of idk

FUCKING HELL, todays been something else entirely! and thats for the best and worst, but before i get to the bad we need to start from when i woke up

so to put it simply, i cant wake up at my normal time of 7am for some reason so i fell back asleep and didnt wake back up until 11am and i felt so so so tired and i didnt like it. something in my brain was telling me to check tumblr as i had a feeling something was wrong, actually no, i needed to check how she had coped throughout the night as shed promised me shed power through the night, she did and i havent been prouder, i stayed worried as she seemed to be in a really bad state, but knowing she was safe brung a smile to my face. i spoke with her and the other one, and it was there my heart told me i still loved her but i loved her too,so i decided that since i had to make a choice i put it down to a coin toss at this point i had properly woken up and had fully come to terms with the situation so i did it, i flipped the coin and every time it landed on heads, for her so i knew it was meant to be her. at this point i was on a call with her it was hard to let the other girl go, but i couldnt stop it, i had no choice in the matter, so i had to let her go, i just had to throuout the call i slowly showed to her that i wanted her back and this time i wouldnt let her go, ill never let her go, ever. why is that you may ask? its because i love her with my whole heart, she gets my full attention all of the time and i cant thank her for letting me back in, i will fix my sleep for her, because i love her!

enough with the lovey stuff, on with how my coping went today!

my coping never started as it normally does, i never got a shower before and i never got a proper outfit for it like i have the last while, but thats ok! i wnt out and watered some flowers and went out to my normal spot, took some photos and relaxed with some music, like i always do. i also decided my normal area isnt doing it for me now its getting old, the sceneries always the same but i went to an old coping spot from a few years back, its high up and i need to climb to get to it but its a nice little area! my leg went numb but hey i got down in the endwhen i got in i went for a shower cause i felt i needed one, it helped me relax, until i got out that is, as i was drying off i, i smelled her and it really fucking threw me off course and put me into a panic attack so thats why im going to bed a bit early, to escape this for a bit once again, thanks for reading ~caleb currently listening to: sleep-my chemical romance

[haemosexuality]

im tired enough that i can barely keep my eyes open but when i close them to try to sleep i lose all sleepiness. i can sleep perfectly when its pitch black dark or completely light but not when its like, "the lights r off but its day and theres light coming in through the window" light for some reason. my entire body hurts and my throat feels sore. its hot and stuffy. i cant find a comfortable position in bed. its 11am and i still have not slept at all. im thirsty but i tried to drink water a while ago and legit almost vomited. i hate everything rn

[softforimjaebum]

죄라 (4)

Im Jaebum x Reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Genre: Angst

Summary: “How do you antifreeze?” “How?” “Steal her blanket”

Author’s Note: Spoiler; it is a little bit of a pun fest, and I refuse to apologise for it. Thank you for reading!

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

You woke up the next day, in your all familiar bed with an all familiar smell. He tainted everything, and everyone. Including you. 

You didn't really remember how you got in your bed, the last thing you could remember was being in Jackson’s car. You were guessing he was the one who got you safely in bed too. Which is when a sudden panic hit you; in your frenzy to leave the club, you had forgotten to pick up your clutch from the booth. It had some money and your phone, the second one being of way more importance. 

As you were leaving your bed to possibly have to make a run back to the club, you were taken aback to see your phone charging on your bedside table with your clutch kept neatly propped up on it. 

 Jackson Wang; truly your knight in shining armor. 

 You checked your phone, groaning when you saw it was way past when you were supposed to be at the office. 

 The office. Your stomach churned uncomfortably at the very thought of the JYPE building. Even if the offices were a completely different section than where you would usually find the idols, and even if your job was way more involved with the trainees than the already debuted idols, it wasn't unusually to bump into them somewhere or the other. The bumping into each other is what kept your friendship with GOT7 alive after your temporary work with them was over. 

You never took days off, not even sick leaves. Whether you were dying of a cold or had fever high enough to be able to cook stuff on your own body, you showed up to work. Not because your bosses were devils who didn't give you any time off, but because you liked your work. It didn't seem like work on most days. 

But today you were still half asleep at the unacceptable hour of 11am on a Monday morning. So you texted you boss, telling him you were sick and you had only just woken up. And given your track record and friendly relationship with him, you knew he wouldn't mind one bit. If you were staying home as a sick day off he knew it had to have been bad. 

There were a couple of other texts, the most important of which was from Jackson asking you to let him know when you've woken up and if you're doing okay. That was sent at 8am, when GOT7’s practice starts. You decided on texting him later, who knows where his phone would be right now? And more importantly with whom it could be with. 

After you were done texting your boss, you made a mental to-do list in order of the necessity of the things you needed to get done. 

While you knew you were hungry and should have been eating right away, there was a voice in your head constantly reminding you of exactly what had happened on these very sheets the day before. So you decided that the first order of the day was to wash your sheets, again. This time you put in a little more than the necessary amount of the really flowery detergent, hoping it could somehow wash away the memories that were made on it along with everything else.

Your stomach grumbled loudly enough to pull you from your thoughts. Even if food was the last thing you wanted to be worrying about you had to feed yourself. Life had to take its course of moving on whether you were ready to tag along or not, so keeping yourself fed was an important part. Or so you reasoned with yourself to make yourself get to your kitchen and make some food. 

You dragged yourself out of your room, dreading to go to your kitchen and have vague memories of him there when a voice took you by surprise. 

“You haven't eaten since last night have you?” 

You let out a small scream, not expecting anyone to be home let alone the girl in front of you. If Cat was here it meant Jackson was worried enough to call her. And while you appreciated his worry, calling your closet friend during a time you knew she was busy with her work made you feel uneasy. 

“What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at the gallery?” 

“Have you had anything to eat since last night?” Cat asked, ignoring your question completely. 

You shook your head.

“Okay, I got us some pizza on my way here. And I have Brooklyn Nine-Nine streamed on your Netflix. Help me get everything set up”

“Okay”

And just like that, your late morning turned into an early lunch. You realised it was a good thing Jackson had told her. If he hadn't, you would stay living inside your head all day and that would just do you no good. Cat didn't ask any questions, knowing you would talk to her when you were ready. But even that little human contact was good for you. 

Cat left late in the afternoon, deciding to indeed check up if everything was working perfectly at the gallery. And you continued to binge watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine wrapped up in the softest comforter you could find. 

When you noticed that the lounge had gotten considerably darker, you decided you may as well get a head start on the dinner. Your roommate would probably be curious, and while you were really good friends you both were often known to lead very independent lives. 

You knew she would be there for you when you needed her, and she knew that you would do the same. But both of you never felt the need to constantly keep in touch, even when you lived in the same house. Most days you would have dinner together, but even when you didn't it wasn't such a big deal for either of you. 

Midway through the dinner prep, the bell rang and your heart rate instantly picked up. The two people who lived in the apartment never rang the bell. It was a thing between the two of you, both of you always carried keys and would let yourselves in regardless of whether the other one was home or not. Which meant that this bell ringer was someone else. 

Before you would control it your mind instantly raced to Jaebum. What if it was him? 

You mentally cursed yourself for that being the first thing you thought of. Why would it be him? What sort of wishful thinking had you landed yourself in?

You opened the door only to be engulfed in black hoodie followed by a tiny bark coming from below you. 

“Noona!” you heard the black hoodie say, immediately recognising the voice that said it. “You didn't text Jackson hyung. And you didn't come to office today, we were so worried!” 

Jackson Wang was about to need some life saving at this rate. 

“Noona did you have lunch today? Have you had water?” Youngjae continued rambling as he held you. 

You hugged him back, but it soon turned out to be a difficult task to continue. 

“Yah Choi Youngjae! You're suffocating me”

He pulled back and smiled sheepishly at you. 

“Noona is too small, what do I do?”

You hit his arm playfully and turned to the other one who was desperately wanted your attention on her. 

“My little Coco, come here” you said to her, her tail wagging even more vigorously upon hearing her name being called out.

You continued to coo at Coco and pet her, while Youngjae took it upon himself to close your main door and invite himself in. 

15 minutes later, all three of you were cuddled up on the sofa watching anime. Coco was squished between you and Youngjae, who kept talking mid way through, not that you minded. You loved Youngjae and just his presence was making you feel more at ease. 

You texted Jackson in the pee break Youngjae took, telling him that you were fine and didn’t get around to texting him because you were worried about who he would be with. Jackson’s reply was instant.

You chose one hell of a time. I’m with him for the first time in the day right now. Talk to you later <3

Your heart dropped at the insinuation of Jaebum, but Youngjae was back from his pee break. You told him that you had texted Jackson like he had asked and the conversation took a very unexpected turn.

He told you how he was babysitting Coco and couldn't show up at the club the night before, and how Jackson did not feel like going back to the dorms after dropping you off so he had crashed at Youngjae’s apartment instead; where he had also ended up telling Youngjae about everything that had happened. He confessed that he was afraid things were going to turn sour between Jaebum and you when he first found about your little arrangement.

“Wait, how did you guys know about- you know- everything?” 

He paused for a second. 

“Ah noona, wasn't it too obvious? The way hyung looked at you sometimes, it made all of us uncomfortable at the tension in the room really” 

You looked at Youngjae’s comical expression and it made you smile at him and lightly shoved him away. 

“And how you and hyung would not be available at the same times, that was way too obvious”

So as it turns out all of them had known about you and Jaebum, which made you feel just a little better. This would mean there wouldn't be any awkward questions about why you weren't spending as much time with them in your free time. 

Looking back, you knew you spent a little too much time with these boys. Your work had shifted to focusing on the JYP trainees and yet any time work was slow or you were free you were up in their practice room. It wasn't even because of Jaebum, you were just good friends with the boys. There had even been times you had hid in their practice room and times when you were swamped with work but you chose to bring it all to their practice room. You had sat on the couch that was always kept at the back of the room and done your work while they had learnt their choreography. 

You suddenly remembered the half prepped food you still had in the kitchen, and invited Youngjae to stay for dinner. He agreed on the condition that he got to help you make whatever you were making. While cooking pasta for three was an extremely easy task, he insisted on helping and so you let him. 

Youngjae cut the tomatoes for the pasta sauce while you cooked the marinated chicken. Admittedly it took a lot less time to cook with Youngjae helping you around. 

An hour later, you were all sitting at the dinner table that you had been sitting with Jaebum just the day before, Youngjae, your roommate and you, along with Coco enjoying the little meat you kept aside for her. You tried explaining everything to your roommate but apparently Jackson had told her everything when he carried you up to your bedroom the night before. 

This boy really told everyone didn’t he?

It was an easy conversation after that, you sneaked in a little more chicken to a puppy eyed Coco much to the grump of Youngjae who whined to you about how ‘you're gonna spoil her and then she will ask me for more food’ to which you argued that as Coco’s aunt you had every right to spoil her. 

A little while later, all of you were sitting in the lounge sofa watching a romantic comedy to which Youngjae’s loud laugh made everything funnier. Coco was sandwiched between you and Youngjae, blissfully asleep with you scratching behind her ear. And as you sat there with your friends, life seemed way more manageable than it seemed that morning. 

A couple of hours later when Youngjae left, and you and your roommate got back to your own rooms, all the negative feelings came flooding back into your mind. It was like a tide of sadness hit you, and you were suddenly seeing Jaebum’s memories scattered everywhere in your room. It was like he was haunting you. Things didn’t seem nearly as manageable as it seemed just a little while ago.

That is how you ended up on the floor, curled up in a comforter watching anything and everything that kept your mind off him until exhaustion took over. 

The next few days were a blur, you did what every clichéd heartbroken protagonist does; busied yourself with work. You were glad the admin sections in the JYPE building were completely separated from the practice rooms and any other idol related areas because that meant there was no chance of you accidentally bumping into him. All you had to do was avoid him in the elevators, which you had pretty mechanically done. You were aware of the usual times they were supposed to come in and leave, and you purposefully avoided the elevators during those times or hid out in your office. 

Another thing you were glad for was the constant presence of your friends. The boys had taken it upon themselves to come meet you in their breaks, sometimes all of them would cram themselves into your tiny office and have lunch with you. 

Yugyeom took it upon himself to buy himself choco shakes and buy you coffee, and visit you whenever he had any free time; no matter how much you told him he didn't need to spend every free moment he had with you. 

Where once your den used to be the practice rooms, now it was Youngjae’s new apartment. It was close to the JYP building and Coco was there; double the excuse for you all to drop by his apartment every now and then. 

You knew that Jaebum had gotten back together with his ex-girlfriend, having had a very close call of bumping into her when Yugyeom and Bambam had once come over to whine to you to take them out for dinner and you had all left the building together. She was just entering and you had successfully hidden behind Yugyeom while Bambam distracted and dropped her till the elevators. 

It wasn't like you hadn't expected it; you knew the day you walked out of that club that they would end up back together. They always got back together. Maybe it was fate or maybe it was bad decisions, but it happened every time so you tried to not let it faze you. It fazed you, more than you ever let on, but pretending that it didn’t until you believed it yourself was how you chose to deal with that situation. 

In the month that followed, apart from the brief moments of hope you found when you were with you’re the boys and Cat, the only relief you found in life was in the form of a dear friend of yours finally being back in the city after a long tour. 

Song Minho was exactly who you needed to take your mind off of everything that was happening. He insisted on catching up with you over lunch, and was currently on his way to pick you up and take you to Aori Ramen, where admittedly, you were hoping to catch a glimpse of Seungri.

After all, you would be crazy to not be a fan of Big Bang.

Minho was a shameless flirt and in the best way possible. He flirted not because he wanted to get in your pants but because he knew his cheesy pick up lines made you laugh. You had picked up a bad habit from him in the form of making really bad puns. 

The bell rang just as you had put your bag together, and you found yourself really excited in to meet him after so long. You took the bag and quickly hurried to the door.

“Show Mino money!” you chirped. “How have you been?”

Mino laughed at you, shaking his head as he leaned in to hug you.

“When are you going to let me forget that awful pun?”

“Never” you said, hugging him back.

Minho was so familiar, in all the good ways too. You had known him the longest out of the whole lot of people you knew in the industry. You had bumped into him in your first year of college, before Winner had debuted, even before Team A was a thing. Initially you didn’t think that after his debut you would able to stay in touch with him, but Minho had turned up on your doorstep one night, takeout and a couple of soju bottles in hand, tired of the pressure he was under. You knew after that night that fame wasn’t getting in the way of this friendship.

“Okay let’s go I’m dying for lunch” he hurried you, handing you the keys from the hook they were hanging on near the door.

You quickly put on your shoes, and locked your door. You were probably starving just as bad as him, which was saying something.

Once you were both seated and had finished ordering food, Minho showed you pictures of Johnny and told how she had been bossing around the rest of the pets at the dorm. You missed Johnny so much, and he made you promise you would come visit everyone soon. You were glad to agree that whenever they had time next time around, you would drop by.

The food came and you both initially got busy trying to stuff your face with as much as food as possible. The conversations could always wait till later; food was a very important aspect of your lives. On your way back, you both stopped by to get your favorite mint chocolate ice-creams from a place near your apartment which you ate sitting in car while you told him about Jaebum.

He knew about everything that was between you and Jaebum from the beginning, and had once even called you out on the feelings you had been secretly harboring for Jaebum. Minho was a no-bullshit friend and on most days you appreciated that. Today, however, he was just a little disappointed; at the situation and at the man who put you in it. He could tell that your mood had turned just a little sour at the recollection, and he knew exactly how to fix it.

“Hey, I have a question for you” Minho said, a cheeky smile evident on his face. You knew nothing good came out of that smile, ever.

“How do you make antifreeze?”

You stared blankly at him, “How?”

“Steal her blanket”

“Oh my god, Song Minho, I am disowning you” you said, a smile creeping its way onto your face regardless of how lame the pun was.

“Oh please, you love it” he teased you, quickly stealing a little ice cream from you, having already finished his own.

You tried to turn away from him to save your ice cream but he held your hand as he scooped a little onto his spoon.

“Ah, let go, get yourself another one man”

“Nuh-huh” he mumbled, eating the ice cream he stole from you while you scowled at him. “Stealing from you is so much better, look at how annoyed you get”

You rolled your eyes at him, “Just take me home, Myno”

It was his turn to roll his eyes at your usage of his “rapper” name as he called it.

Once in front of your apartment, you collected your bag from the back seat and Minho got out of the car to drop you off till your door.

“Oh hey wait I have another question for you” he said as you both made your way to the front door of your building.

You stopped before buzzing in, turning around to look at him and asked, “What is it this time?”

“Do you have a map?”

You narrowed your eyes at him, “Why? Don’t you have GPS?

“No, because I just keep getting lost in your eyes and my GPS doesn’t know how to navigate that”

“Yuck!” you exclaimed, laughing at his cheesy pick up line. “Do you ever run out of these? Yuuuck”

He laughed with you, “Never”

You hugged him and he lifted you up, giving you a little swirl as he reminded you of your promise

“Come meet all of us soon, okay? Everyone misses you”

“I promise” you said, laughing as he put you down, trying to steady yourself.

With one last peck to your cheek, Minho made his way back to his car and you buzzed yourself in. You went inside, turning back one last time to wave goodbye to Minho.

He waved back at you, and just as Minho drove away you saw a familiar figure standing next to a car on the other side of the road.

Your heart picked up its pace at once, Jaebum was staring right at you. And you were staring right back. He didn’t look too pleased, and if you were honest you didn’t even want to believe he was here for you. You wanted to believe he was here for some other purpose, for someone else, for anyone else; as unlikely as the chances of that hope being true was.

You tried your best to steady yourself as you closed the front door as calmly as you could manage to do, hoping that he wouldn’t see right through your panic even from that far away.

As soon as the gate bolted shut, you sprinted for your apartment, hoping Im Jaebum standing across the road from your apartment was just a figment of your imagination.

[niladmirai]

Do all the numbers. Do them all. I want every answer.

Geez, thats a tall order

1: NameDavid

2: AgeTurning 23 in March

3: 3 FearsHeightsRejection from family/friendsFailure

4: 3 things I loveMy loved onesVideo GamesArt

5: 4 turns onIntelligenceCommon interestsGenuine joy and happinessGreat listener

6: 4 turns offSmokingAsshole attitudeIgnoranceDisrespect

7: My best friendAt this point in time, it’s hard to say…

8: Sexual orientationStraight

9: My best first dateNever went out on a date ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

10: How tall am I5'6"

11: What do I missNot being tied down by the pressure of being an adult

12: What time were I bornExact time, 9:11AM; The date, March 12th

13: Favorite colorBlue

14: Do I have a crushLmao not at the moment

15: Favorite quote“Do or do not. There is no try.” -Yoda

16: Favorite placeMy hometown of NYC

17: Favorite foodFrench Fries

18: Do I use sarcasmWhen do I not?

19: What am I listening to right nowNothing. Its 8:30AM as I type this lol

20: First thing I notice in new personTheir face and hair

21: Shoe size11

22: Eye colorBrown

23: Hair colorBlack

24: Favorite style of clothingJacket, hoodie and jeans

25: Ever done a prank call?Once

27: Meaning behind my URLBased on the phrase ‘nil admirari’ but i missed the last ‘r’ lmao

28: Favorite movieBetween Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World and Speed Racer

29: Favorite songTo Zanarkand

30: Favorite bandNone in particular. But favorite musician would be Bruno Mars

31: How I feel right nowTo be honest, mostly indifferent about a lot of things

32: Someone I loveMy older cousin for being an awesome guy to hang around with

33: My current relationship statusSingle

34: My relationship with my parentsLove them to death!

35: Favorite holidayChristmas mostly for Christmas music

36: Tattoos and piercing i haveNada. If i did, my dad would flip and rip em

37: Tattoos and piercing i wantIf i was allowed to, a pink star on my neck like the Joestars or the Zanarkand Abes logo on my arm

38: The reason I joined TumblrFriend mentioned it when I was at a retreat and was curious to what it is.

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?Nah, we ended on good terms

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?Nope lol

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?No lmao

42: When did I last hold hands?Yesterday during Mass

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?Thirty Minutes tops

44: Have I shaved your legs in the past three days?How bout my whole life

45: Where am I right now?In my room on my bed

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?My cousin and brother

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?Resonable so its actually audible

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?Yea

49: Am I excited for anything?My said cousin before is coming to visit!

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?Yes

51: How often do I wear a fake smile?Usually half the time

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?Yesterday

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?I could care less at this point in time

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?Nope

55: What is something I disliked about today?It’s 8:30am. I didnt sleep yet.

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?My japanese cousins whom ive never seen or met

57: What do I think about most?Fire Emblem Heroes

58: What’s my strangest talent?My thumb is double jointed

59: Do I have any strange phobias?Nah all are kind normal

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?Both

61: What was the last lie I told?'I’m going to the car to get something’

62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?Talking on the phone

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?Both

64: Do I believe in magic?Nope

65: Do I believe in luck?Yea

66: What’s the weather like right now?Clear

67: What was the last book I’ve read?Something in my college class 3 years ago

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?Hell no

69: Do I have any nicknames?Dabid or bid

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?My right index finger nail came off

71: Do I spend money or save it?Spend sadly. Its a bad habit.

72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue?Nope

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me?My RWBY Vol. 5 poster

74: Favorite animal?Birda

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?Playing Fire Emblem Heroes

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?Hercule’s last name is Satan

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?Right now, the Finesse with Cardi B

78: How can you win my heart?If we share some interests, maybe thats hos

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?A beloved by many, and loved to play games

80: What is my favorite word?Free

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblrLmao never cared about favorite blogs

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?The world will be ruined if we continue the path we follow. We need to change.

83: Do I have any relatives in jail?Thankfully no

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?The power of luck manipulation

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?How’s the job search going?

86: What is my current desktop picture?The intro screen of Xenoblade Chronicles

87: Had sex?Never haha

88: Bought condoms?From my brother LOL

89: Gotten pregnant?Im a guy

90: Failed a class?Yes

91: Kissed a boy?On the cheek

92: Kissed a girl?Yes

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?Lmao no

94: Had job?Nope

95: Left the house without my wallet?Yes…

96: Bullied someone on the internet?No

97: Had sex in public?Still no

98: Played on a sports team?Yeah, bowling back in elementary school

99: Smoked weed?Nope

100: Did drugs?Perscription drugs

101: Smoked cigarettes?Nope

102: Drank alcohol?Hella

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?No

104: Been overweight?I currently am lol

105: Been underweight?No

106: Been to a wedding?Loads of times

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?Five is an understatement

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?F I V E I S A N U N D E R S T A T E M E N T

109: Been outside my home country?Yea

110: Gotten my heart broken?Of course

111: Been to a professional sports game?Yeah!

112: Broken a bone?No

113: Cut myself?Papercuts

114: Been to prom?Yep. Loved it.

115: Been in airplane?Yeah

116: Fly by helicopter?Not yet

117: What concerts have I been to?The Eagles, Air Supply, my high school’s band

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?Admired, not crush

119: Learned another language?Java

120: Wore make up?Just nail polish

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?No lmaooo

122: Had oral sex?No

123: Dyed my hair?Nah

124: Voted in a presidential election?Yes. Still upset about the end result.

125: Rode in an ambulance?No

126: Had a surgery?On my tonsils

127: Met someone famous?Yeah! I met Julius Erving as a kid and recently Pewdiepie a few years back.

128: Stalked someone on a social network?Who hasnt lol

129: Peed outside?Had no choice

130: Been fishing?Yep! I wanna do it again!

131: Helped with charity?Yeah

132: Been rejected by a crush?All thd time

133: Broken a mirror?Naw

134: What do I want for birthday?Money, a Switch, games to play on the Switch, games to play on my PS4, and most importantly, happiness

Whew that took awhile!

[kappasigmalife]

Eternal Purgatory: Chp 4 Seeing is Believing

Eternal Purgatory Chp 4: Seeing is Believing

 Robby bursts into chris’s room asking where his Naruto headband is lying about. Chris groggy in his sleep, looks robby in the eye and tell him to get the fuck off his bed before he busts his nut sack and throws him out a window. Robby looks around chris’s bedroom and throws his stuff around, only for chris to grab him by the collar and drag him out of the room knocking on pauls door. Standing naked in the doorway he smirks and asks if chris and robby have something important to say as a girl wraps her arms around him. Chris reiterates that the weaboo needs help finding his lost costume piece.

“yeah, the shonen reject lost his headband, your omnipotent and im tired as fuck.” Paul looks at chris like he should care and flicks him on the head

“there now your awake, so you deal with it, I got no class so im chilling with sarah.” Chris feels his head throb as Robby incessantly continues to bitch about his headband. Chris in his rage, throws a 50 at him and tells him to buy a new one so Chris can get some sleep. Robby gives him back the money and says that its one of a kind and cant be replaced. As chris looks around he starts contemplating why hes doing this.

“an all knowing ghost who can find anyone and anything, cant help for five minutes and decides to plow some chick before helping his friend, oh who am I kidding, I’d do the same thing.” Paul comes out from the tv and stares chris dead in the eye

“of course, now did you find the headband?” Chris looks at him with a looks of utter disgust

“yes I found it no matter how much shit you say its found and that’s why im flipping the courch over, btw found that missing dime bag of reefers.” Paul snatches the bag and smiles

“ill be sure to hand it back to him.” chris just darts a look at paul and raises his eyebrow knowing full well whats going on.

“you’re going to smoke that aren’t you?”

Paul rustles Chris’s hair and goes back into the tv with the weed. Chris cleans up the stuff he turned over to look for the headband to no avail, only to see robby wrapping it around his forehead. Twitching his eye, he goes to robby and asks him where he found it. Robby looks at him happy as can be.

“funny thing I left it in the game room, must of came off as I fought helen in mortal kombat, damn shes good as sonya blade.” Chris gets a little furious clenching his fists and taking a deep breath.

“good for you, now im going to get dressed, I have to meet with Brendan for tutoring at 11.” Robby looks at the clock noticing its 11:30 and points to it, with chris looksing and rushing out the door to the library.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK, why do I need to be late?”

Brendan looks at his watch while drinking his Starbucks and wonders where Chris is. The only thing he was told was Friday 11am at the library, but being late really screws him over. Chris arrives completely drenched in sweat and looks at Brendan.

“Ready to get the books cracked open.” Brendan looks at him as if hes completely worn out

“you look like you ran a marathon, your still in your pjs and you barely look awake.” Chris explains that Robby and Paul were not much help and that he had to find the weaboos missing headband or else he’d throw a cry fest. As the two go inside, Brendan goes to the small café inside and buys chris a coffee. Chris rolls his eyes and thinks that he would get it wrong, considering he has specific taste. After taking a sip, his eyes widen and looks at Brendan.

“this is exactly how I love my coffee, hazelnut cream and warm not hot, no one ever gets it right.” Brendan looks at chris and just says he noticed him having the same coffee for months in class and got a hint. Chris while looking nervous over a weird piece of information like that cracks the books open and helps with notetaking.

In the meantime, Helen wakes up at 12pm and asks robby where chris is. Robby getting food from the fridge drops his cookies and stares at helen. Helen puts her hands on her hips and asks if she knows what shes wearing.

“right a bra and panties, cause I need to cover up cause boys may see me, don’t be so pure, your in college you’re going to see a lot more in your life.” She picks up the cookies and takes them to her room turning on the tv blasting the volume as paul snores from his love fest. She knocks on the wall telling the panda to shut up and let her watch tv, only to hear a fuck you coming from the hall. Robby is screaming at his laptop freezing during an episode of one piece. She calls up her friend asking if anything is going on. Helens friend says there’s a concert that night and she had two extra tickets if she wanted to take someone. Looking at a pic of her and Chris flipping off reefer the first day at the house, she says she knows just the guy to take.

Chris looks at his phone seeing its 3pm he and Brendan call it a day and starts walking home, getting a text from helen that their going to a concert only to be stopped by Brendan who thaks him for the fleece the other day and that it’s a very warm one for autumn. Chris tells him hes welcome and starts turning back to walk home only to be stopped again.

“hey, so im throwing a party tonight, if you wanna come by, booze weed the works, if you wanna hang out and stuff.”

Chris looks at his phone.

“ill see what happens, the sis wants to do something but that would be fun.” Chris runs back home as Brendan goes back to his house seeing his roomamtes frolicking about chugging booze and welcoming him back. One of them makes a remark towards him insulting his weight while the others try to crack puns on his fashion.

“hey pudgy, black wont make you slimmer, why not try working out sometime.” He goes to his room and puts out a notification on the school blog a party going on at his place, crossing his fingers hoping everything works out

While helen and chris prepare to go to the show, robby wants to tag along but helen insists theres only two tickets and its reserved for her and chris.

“oh come on guys I can sneak in and be very stealthy.” Chris chuckles and tells robby how stealthy he is.

“dude, your about as stealthy as a arsonist setting fire to a napalm factory.” Helen tells robby everything will be okay and he can have fun with paul, as he passes by telling them that isn’t happening.

”party off campus going there, don’t like the people but free booze and weed, so accepting the invite, have fun at the show.” Helen and chris look at one another and head out as paul goes the opposite direction, calling out to robby.

“open invite narutard, you coming or what, leave the cloak.” Robby jumps over the railing to the porch and runs to paul while chris and helen wave them off. Chris looks at helen with a smile on his face.

“either paul sets the house on fire, or robby insults someone so bad a mob breaks out, wanna take a bet on which happens first.” Helen shakes Chris’s hand and tells him she’ll take robby for $500. At the concert the two enjoy a good dose of power metal only to be bringing up how they miss their friends mentioning pauls name, being front row the two are asked by the lead singer if they know a paul stone. Mentioning he is their roommate he invites them out back for after the concert.

Brendan throws a massive bash with almost everyone there; all the while robby is insulting the group of ghosts from japan asking if they ever truly call western cartoons, anime. While Paul gets high with two girls beside him. Brendan goes around the house finding paul high as hell asking if chris came with him.

“naw, went to aconcert, wont be back til late, killer weed dude.” Brendan laughs and says he brought it from home, only to hear knocking on the door. At the door is a girl with jet black ahir and blood red eyes standing before him.

“ALICIA, what are you doing here, family weekend is next month.” “oh I know I just wanted to see what the fuss was about with this university, you know how I’m tired of your old college.” “you cant be here, private party, you’re not allowed.” “awe whats the matter, afraid I’ll embarrass you, well step aside im hunting hearts tonight.” “oh god please don’t play matchmaker, not here, please not here.”

The girl walks about the house seeing paul and offers some weed, which paul happily smokes without question. She looks around and sees nothing but horny college kids walking about like they own society.

“what a waste of a life, this one is all kinds of directions, and Brendan is acting very suspicious, might as well enjoy myself.”

As she grabs some rum and sits next to Paul, he notices her getting tipsy and remarks she looks new and introduces herself. The two seem to laugh off a lot of the stupid shit the party goers are doing and Brendan looks facepalming hard.

At the concert, no over the two go backstage to find the lead singer offering joints. The two partake and notice the mood is dimmer and more tense. Chris remarks that its not what he expected.

“so you guys are like friends with paul, hes never mentioned you.” the lead singer goes on about they know all about paul and how hes a old friend not someone they should trust, as he hides a lot of what he knows from others for the sake of personal benefit. Not to mention how he gets what he wants whenever he feels compelled.

“you could say, hes the reason were in purgatory.” Helen and chris both drop their drinks and excuse themselves from the backstage and go outside. Helen remarks that even though paul is indeed somewhat secretive he keeps to himself, never blackmailed the group or made remarks about others unless deserved.

“helen, look, I don’t believe it either, paul is a lot of things, a sociopath, and arsonist, a spymaster, a nerd, and a massive ass, but not a killer.” Helen looks at Chris as if he has two heads and retorts hes right, but hearing how someone died and came to purgatory because of someone else is pretty big. The two decide to head home and walk past the party with chris seeing robby dancing to angel beats while pauls stoned on the couch, he sees Brendan go to the back and follows. As he comes to the back he sees Brendan walking towards a lake taking his shirt off. As he does so chris leaps out and startles him, forcing him to try and cover his chest.

“Jesus Chris, what the hell?, thought you were at a concert.” “yeah well it was a bore so we decided to head home, saw the party and thought might as well have some fun, what were you doing near the lake anyway, its autumn.” “its also like 89 out tonight, for some reason, so I figured id go for a swim.” “without a swim suit on?” “uhhhh, yes I just thought it be relaxing, but if you’re going to be a prude. Then maybe…” as he continues talking chris stripped off his clothes to his boxers and jumped into the lake yelling if hes gonna join him.

Brendan looks on as he gazes at chris’s husky body and under the light of the moon his belly hair glistens in the water. He takes his pants off joining him as the two swim, chris dunks brendans head in the water pushing him down.

“hahahahahahaha, come on lets have some fun.”

As chris wrestles Brendan he gets him in a headlock under the water while Brendan squirms out and grabs chris by the wait. In the ruckus Brendan looks under the water in chris’s eyes and immediately pulls back up getting out the water. Sitting at the shoreline wrapped in a towel, chris comes up asking what happened.

“nothing I just got cold, why not warm up I can go start a bonfire.” “I uh cant, not right now.” Brendan looks at chris wondering why he wont come out and asks if he made chris uncomfortable. Chris gets a little red in the face and tells him its nothing like the sort.

“you uh, pulled off my boxers when we wrestled.” “You mean your,…”

“naked yes, just bring me a towel.”

Brendan walks to the shore as chris covers his crotch looking away but catches a glimpse of his groin as he wraps the towel around himself drying off. Blushing he looks at chris as he thanks him for helping.

“So you manscape, that’s hygenic.” “yeah always had, keeps sweat off and everything looks a lot bigger in all honestly.” Brendan cant stop looking and remarks that chris is even cuter with his shirt off as he drys off and puts his pants and socks off and puts his shirt over his shoulder walking off to the house.

“hey chris, um I gotta say, you really fill out well, uh I mean your not thin or muscular  but you seem fit for someone your height.” chris smiles as he thanks Brendan for the compliment going back inside to see paul talking to helen. Paul has come down from his high and asked how the concert is. Helen and chris tell him what was told to them only for paul to get up and walk through the door past robby, drunk off his ass.

“whoa Paul, where’s the fire?, going to go kill someone or some shit.”

Paul tries grabbing robby by the shirt but just lets go and heads home, chris and helen drag robby back to join him. Alicia gets up and walks out as well running into Brendan.

“enjoy your nightly frolic, you’re really just like dad.” “shut it sis, I know exactly what your trying to do and its not working and no I didn’t get to frolic I ran into someone.” Alicia eye glow a purplish tint and looks into Brendan’s eyes.

“Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make me a match, Find me a find, catch me a catch, someone seems to have caught your eye.”

Brendan gets rosy cheeks telling her to shut up as the group makes it home with paul walking inside without a word to his room. Chris opens up to ask whats wrong and paul explains that hes just pissed and confused and doesn’t wanna talk to anyone. Chris puts his hand on pauls shoulder and it begins glowing icy blue. Paul suddenly gets less tense and looks at Chris.

“but that seems to be helping.”