#like it would be one thing if i did coffee 24/7 and i was anxious when i didnt have it because i live on it or something

[thehardkandy]

genuinely not only does caffeine seem to make focusing easier, I am building up a case of anecdotal evidence that i also seem to be less anxious

[griffonsgrove]

General Dating Headcanons | Dr. Flug

Dr. Flug X GN!Reader

fandom: Villainous/Villainos words: 1457 cw: none!! just cute tooth-rotting fluff!

a/n: aaa!! following the theme with villainous, I HAD to do our favorite scientist!! Also I'm open for requests!! I'd love to see what yall would send in!!

(Platonic): 

Dr. Flug was the one initially responsible for hiring a new employee for the organization after he had groveled at Black Hat’s feet, begging for an assistant to help lighten his workload.

Reluctantly, Black Hat agreed, but not without scaring the daylights out of the poor doctor first.

Flug thanked the high heavens.

And thus began the search for a new assistant, he sent out multiple ads and flyers, and in little to no time, there was a flood of applicants. Having to sift through each applicant only added even more stress to his ever-growing mountain of work. Most of them didn't really seem to stick out.

That was until he got to yours.

He wasn't quite sure what drew him to your application, maybe it was your astounding track record, accomplishments, and references, or maybe it was because he thought your appearance was pleasing to the eye, something about the gleam in your eyes told him that you were a reasonable, logical and pleasant person to be around.

Which is exactly how you ended up at the front gates of the manor, ready for an interview.

Of course, the first person you met was the doctor himself, he had to disable the alarm system to the manor before letting you in. It’s there that he gives a very brief, albeit awkward introduction.

He unfortunately doesn’t socialize much. 

Everything about his energy, to his stature just screamed nervous wreck. It's from there that he leads you to the Lord’s Office. Surprisingly the interview went well!! If getting demeaned and thrown insults was a norm. But! You got the job!

Now you’re in Flug’s hands, you follow alongside him as he leads you to his lab, listing off all the responsibilities he wanted you to be in charge of some of them being: Organizing files and client paperwork, taking calls from new clients and scheduling appointments, also taking customer reviews, and some minor tidying and organization.

And based on the state of his lab you had a LOT of work to do…

I know some people think Flug is an anxious mess 24/7 but that could not be further from the truth. He’s actually quite egotistical and snarky from time to time, and of course a know-it-all.

He's like the “erm actually ☝️ 🤓” guy in physical form.

IS NOT afraid to correct you over minor errors. He’s very particular about how his things are organized in his lab. He likes to call it his organized chaos. So, if anything gets misplaced, he will get snippy or irritable. 

SO..as long as you inform him of how you do things and WHERE you put them, then all is good!

Overtime as you work alongside him though, he genuinely does start to appreciate the work that you do, he's pleasantly surprised when he finds that all his files and blue prints have been organized alphabetically and by color, or that his tools had been rearranged neatly on his workbench by size and shape, and overall his lab was so much cleaner and tidy than he ever could imagine it to be.

No surprise here but, the doctor is AWFUL at taking care of himself.

Which is why you step in to do small little gestures to help him out.

Whether it be bringing him another cup of coffee or making up a small snack for him to eat throughout the day, he even noticed you had draped his lab coat over him when he fell asleep at his desk one night.

He had to admit he wasn't quite used such small acts of kindness; it was a foreign feeling to him.

Did I also mention he’s tired like 24/7. Let this poor man sleep!! 😭

Believe it or not, he’s grown to quite enjoy your company, maybe it was your relaxed nature, but he felt somewhat at ease whenever you were around.

You’ve both actually held some decent conversations from time to time, both sharing your interests that lead into a ramble about his favorite airplane models.

(Romantic):

His confession was actually quite a funny story, and he wasn't even the one to do it! It was 5.0.5 surprisingly. The sweet blue bear wasn't blind, he began to notice that his papa would longingly stare at you, that he would mumble to himself in his sleep, secret confessions he would never dare say consciously. So, the bear came up with a little plan.

5.0.5 loves to draw, Flug practically keeps every drawing he’s ever given him. He decided that he’d make a love note, from Flug to You. He spends a generous amount of time on it, putting such care into the cute little card, and when he’s deemed it perfect enough, he drops it off to you, happily growling.

You're taken by surprise at first, but then you open up the heart shaped card covered in glitter and are pleased to find an adorable childlike drawing of you and Flug, surrounded by a bunch of pink and red hearts. How sweet!

When you confront the doctor in his lab, showing him the card, he flushes, and at first denies such feelings, slightly embarrassed that his fuzzy son was the one to do it instead of him. It’s then that he decides there's no going back and spills out everything to you.

Which is why he’s shocked when you tell him you reciprocate his feelings. What?? Him?? Really????

Things start if really awkward btw, the doctor has been without physical contact for so long that WASNT being beaten down by his boss, that he honestly forgot what it was like to experience affection, aside from the crushing hugs that 5.0.5 would give him.

He’s very fidgety, doesn't quite know what to do with his hands, where to put them or how you’ll respond to his touch.

Please give him a hug :(

He’s also very respectful of your boundaries, as you are with him, he’s not quite comfortable taking the bag off his head, which you don't mind in the slightest.

Things seem to continue almost as normally, but the two of you spend more and more time with each other, taking your breaks together, having lunch and spending your evening time hanging out when neither one of you are slammed with work. He quite enjoyed having movie nights with you, the sci-fi films are always his favorite btw. He heavily critiques the machines and inventions.

You both try to keep your relationship on the down low, Black Hat would blow a gasket if he found out. Demencia on the other hand was a huge tease. She frequently mocked the two of you, mostly Flug, however. You’d stick up for him of course and tease her right back, much to the doctor's surprise.

Queue the heart eyes.

Dr. Flug expresses his affection through small, thoughtful gestures, like leaving little notes of encouragement or surprising you with inventions tailored to your interests.

Speaking of gift giving, he prefers to hand make your gifts. His ideology is that there's no point in getting you a meaningless gift that you’ll throw out in a couple of weeks, so why not make you a meaningful one that you can make your life easier???

Which btw he's VERY observant, it's actually quite endearing from time to time, and he takes note of all your special interests, favorite foods, etc.

Mans is touch-starved. Sorry I don't make the rules. 

PLEASE HOLD HIM. 

He’s pretty hesitant to touch at first, but the second he gets a feel for physical affection he's latching onto you like a koala-bear. He likes holding your hand, his hands are surprisingly soft underneath his gloves. 

When you’re both hidden away in the evening from prying eyes, is when you can finally cuddle and be more affectionate with each other. SPOIL HIM PLEASE.

You become one of his biggest supporters, encouraging him and giving him the long-deserved praise, he aches for. When he’s with you, he’ll admit that you have substantially helped boost his ego and confidence which really pays off in his work. Not that Black Hat would ever give him the satisfaction.

Overall, Dr. Flug really is a sweetheart on the inside, especially with those he's grown to love and care about and getting him to open up to you about his insecurities is one of your best accomplishments, he feels like he can be vulnerable with you and that really says a lot. The man has a lot of inner demons and has willingly put his life down the path of villainy, but he feels with you by his side, that things will be a little bit better...

[darkstar225]

@woso-fan13 Updated Masterlist

Updated: 04 January 2024

I have no clue why I did this, I just love this writer sm and wish I could check everything in one place since I keep re-reading the fics lol

PS: If the writer wants me to delete the post and send it to you so you'll post it, feel free to message me! I just love the fics and felt like doing this :D

It didn't fit everything so check out @woso-fan13 for the other masterlist with the rest S2

Sicktember 2023

Number 1: Hopelessly Bad at Self-Care

Number 2: Quest For A Cure

Number 3: “What Happened To Your Phenomenal Immune System, Huh?”

Number 4: Hiding an Illness

Number 5: Preventative Measures (Not Taken)

Number 6: Sick & Injured

Number 7: “You’re A Jerk When You’re Sick”

Number 8: Persistent Fever

Number 9: White Coat Syndrome

Number 10: “The Only Place We’re Going Is To The Pharmacy”

Number 11: Beginner’s Guide To Faking Sick

Number 12: Home Remedy/Old Wives Tale

Number 13: Anxious Stomach

Number 14: “I shouldn’t be worried about you, but for some reason I am.”

Number 15: Sick in an Inconvenient Place

Number 16: Consulting the Internet/Web MD

Number 17: Magical Remedy/ Healing Potion

Number 18: “Wear Your Coat, You’ll Catch a Cold”

Number 19: Curled Up With a Pet

Number 20: Cramping Pain

Number 21: “But if you stay, you’ll get sick too.”

Number 22: Terms of Endearment/Nicknames

Number 23: Coughing Fit

Number 24: “Did you just sneeze?”

Number 25: Confused/Disoriented

Number 26: Forehead Kisses

Number 27: Uncooperative Patient

Number 28: “I should have stayed home”

Number 29: Side Effects/Adverse Reaction

Number 30: Patient 0

WHUMPTOBER 2023

Number 1: “But now this room is spinning while I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.”

Number 2: “I’ll call out your name, but you won’t call back.”

Number 3: “Like crying out in empty rooms; with no-one there except the moon.”

Number 4: “I see the danger, It’s written there in your eyes.”

Number 5: “You better pray I don’t get up this time around.”

Number 6: “Do or die, you’ll never make me; Because the world will never take my heart.”

Number 7: “I paced around for hours on empty; I jumped at the slightest of sounds.”

Number 8: “I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier.”

Number 9: “Learning everything ain’t what it seems, that’s the thing about these days.”

Number 10: “Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?”

Number 11: “All the lights going dark and my hope’s destroyed.”

Number 12: “I haven’t slept in days but who’s counting?”

Number 13: “It comes and goes like the strength in your bones.”

Number 14: “Feed me poison, fill me ‘till I drown.”

Number 15: “I don’t need you to help me, I can handle things myself.”

Number 16: “Would you lie with me and just forget the world?”

Number 17: “You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.”

Number 18: “I tend to deflect when I’m feeling threatened.”

Number 19: “I’ll take one final step, all you have to do is make me.”

Number 20: “People don’t change people, time does.”

Number 21: “See the chains around my feet.”

Number 22: “They never saw us coming, ‘til they hit the floor.

Number 23: “It’s gonna get me by the end of the night.”

Number 24: “I’ve got a head full of chemicals; mouth full of ridicule.”

Number 25: “You’re not delivering a perfect body to the grave.”

Number 26: “Sometimes I get so tired; I don’t even know myself.”

Number 27: “You drew stars around my scars; But now I’m bleeding.”

Number 28: “We might not make it to the morning; so go on and tell me now.”

Number 29: “I only sink deeper the deeper I think.”

Number 30: “It’s okay, just to say, ‘I’m not okay’.”

Number 31: “I thought that I was getting better.”

Comfortember 2023

Safe

Sweater Weather

Leaves Changing

Warmth

Treehouse

Notes

Sick/Illness

Grief/Mourning

Aftermath

Sadness

Comfort Show/Movie

Dreams

Baking

Late Night Phone Calls

Plushies

Coffee/Tea Break

Heirloom

Cuddles

Loved Ones

Shopping

Relapse

Cry

Anxiety

Blankets

Rain

Friends

Soup

Flashbacks

Sleepover

The New Normal

[animatorweirdo]

Fond memories

You get fondly teased for your friendship with Maglor, but now you wonder if your feelings for him could be more than that.

Warnings: None as much, anxious feeling, mentions of someone passing away, teasing, startling, and some funny things.

Chapter 2

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A groan escaped your mouth as you walked through the healer’s wing with Camilla, who was annoyingly awake and less tired than you. People and other healers walked past you in their business, which made you dread the amount of work today. Why, in the name of hell, it had to be Monday?

A whine left your lips when your stomach let out a familiar ache. 

“Cami—Are you certain I don’t have food poisoning from your latest potion?” you asked. “It feels like my stomach is having a party in a gym,” you added. 

“Yes, because if you did have food poisoning, you would be complaining a lot worse,” Camilla said as you two arrived at the main hall of the healer’s wing. You mentally whined when you saw the number of new patients. It meant the day was going to be long and awful. 

You two walked through the lanes of beds. “You know–I didn’t plan a lot for my life since I had so few options thanks to this parasite, but being a nurse was not one of them,” you said as you approached a familiar elf who was tending a patient. 

“What’s wrong with being a nurse?” Camilla questioned. 

“They’re underappreciated and overworked. Their sleeping schedule is just as good as mine, and besides— working with you is a bloody nightmare,” you said as your friend Faye heard you coming and turned around to look at you after dealing with the patient. 

“You’re bossy and heartless,” you said. 

“Oh, shut up and go retrieve some towels and bedsheets. It looks like we’re having a long day,” Camilla said back. “See, she doesn’t appreciate me,” you looked at Faye while pointing at Camilla, who was rolling her eyes.

Faye chuckled. “Well, she’s not known for being the most expressive person in Himring now, isn’t she?” she asked. “Thank you, at least someone gets it,” you glanced at Camilla, who gave you a stink eye. 

“Go before I smack you,” she said. “Yikes! Abuse!” you said, making Faye giggle. “Camilla, there are some patients that are waiting, so I would appreciate it If you could take a look at them. (Name) would you mind lending me a hand carrying some extra things from the storage?” she asked. “Sure. I wouldn’t mind getting a break from this angry woman,” you pointed at Camilla. “Go!” she struck you. 

“Alright, alright! Chill!” you nearly screamed while walking out of the healer’s wing with Faye, who was watching the whole thing amused. 

Walking through the corridors, you complained. “I swear she’s getting pissier each day. I think it's the coffee. She literally drinks it 24/7, or maybe she’s already hitting her middle-aged woman years,” Faye giggled at your claim. “At the age of 25? By Eru– I can only imagine what she will be like when she gets older,” she said. “A living nightmare, for sure! I can barely handle her at this age. Imagine what happens to me when she gets old and more mean,” you said. Faye grinned. “I make sure to keep you in my thoughts and prayers when that time comes,” she said. 

“Hopefully, I will still be alive by then. The chances are I will die because of Camilla's pissy moods just because I sorted the medicines wrong,” you said, making her shake her head. 

“Seriously— I know we’re living some tough times, but do all old people have to be so mean all the time?” you groaned at the thought since you saw some old people at the wing. 

“It makes me miss my grandpa. He was nice and kind,” you said songfully. 

“What happened to him?” Faye asked curiously. 

“He passed away from cancer. It was pretty devastating for me and my family, but at least he passed away peacefully…unlike some unlucky ones,” you said, thinking about your family and the skinwalkers. 

“Well– that’s good to hear. What is your most fond memory of your grandfather?” Faye asked, trying to light up the mood. You thought about your answer. “I guess… it's when he often took me and my little brother fishing. He was one of those old timers and a simple type of man, but my most fond memories of him are seeing how he loved my grandmother,” you started.

“They were like… soulmates…so perfect for each other. I remember sometimes seeing them slowly dance together in the middle of the night. It was very mesmerizing,” you smiled at the memory when you sneaked around to get some treats from the kitchen but then found your grandparents dancing together in the living room. 

“That sounds beautiful. It nearly reminds me of my own grandparents,” Faye said. “Yeah… my grandmother was never truly the same after he passed away,” you said as you arrived at the storage. 

“Alright, wait here. I’m going to make a quick check to see if we’re missing something,” Faye said as she walked through the door. You wait, letting your thoughts wander, and your foot taps against the ground. 

It was quiet. You could hear some ruckus of people in the distance, but it was relatively quiet in the corridor and the yard that decorated the place and worked as a loitering place for patients who wanted to catch some fresh air. 

A feeling suddenly crawled up on your skin. It was weird yet a familiar feeling. You couldn’t put a finger on it. It was like on the top of your tongue, yet it refused to come out. 

You felt like—you weren’t alone, and your feeling only became stronger as time progressed, and it felt like you had spent an hour. Soon, you were so consumed by the feeling that you were left ignorant of the sounds of footsteps behind you. 

“(Name)” someone laid their hands on your shoulder, making you shriek and jolt with sudden fright. 

You and Maglor stared at each other for a moment. Surprise and shock plastered on each of your faces. You stood there for a moment in absolute silence before you broke the silence. 

“Oh, it's just you. Where did you come from? You appeared out of nowhere,” you looked around, making him release an amused chuckle. “I’m pretty sure you would have noticed me coming if you had just paid attention,” he said. “Nah, you elves have footsteps silent as a mouse. There’s no way I would have heard you coming,” you shook your head, making him look at you with a judging smile. 

“Anyway. How have you been doing? You have been rather busy lately,” you questioned.

“Yes. I managed to finish most of the insufferable work Maedhros has tasked me with, so I decided to take a little break and see how things are for you,” he explained.

“So, how are you? Have you and Camilla been progressing in finding the right medicine?” he questioned. “Well—experiments have been done, and many concoctions have been tried, but I think we’re slowly getting there even though most of the concoctions Camilla made taste worse than the latter,” you answered. 

“Oh, one time, one of her potions gave me a voice of an old man,” you added. “Oh— Well, that sounds interesting,” he said with a smile. “Oh, you have no idea what other side effects I got,” you said. 

“Are you certain it's safe for you to try them head-on?” he asked. “It's fine. Camilla doesn’t put anything lethal in them. The worst thing I could suffer is severe diarrhea or food poisoning, but I have faced worse,” you brushed it off.  

“However, I am worried since I might end up spending months now without my usual medicine. I have a temporal one, but its effect isn’t nearly as strong as my previous one,” you said with a worried tone. “I’m certain you will find a new medicine soon,” Maglor said. 

“You know, it's kinda ironic now that I live in a world full of magic and creatures that would be considered fairytales yet there is not a single magic plant that could help me with my medicine,” you said. 

“I must be cursed with bad luck,” you said. “Well— I don’t think anyone would have an easy time with a condition like yours,” Maglor said. 

“I say it's a miracle you have lasted this long,” he stated. “When you put it like that, I guess I have been doing pretty well despite the stuff that happened in winter, the orc attack, the capture, and…kinda wrecking your old place further,” you looked at him with a guilty expression. “Sorry about that,” 

“It’s fine. It was pretty much destroyed after the Sudden Flames,” Maglor said, and you both laughed about it.  

“(Name). You look a bit more tired than usual. Are you having trouble sleeping again?” Maglor asked.

“No…I just had a bad dream last night, a very bad one, and couldn't really sleep after that. It was just one time, so I don’t think it will affect me as much,” you replied while the vision of drowning in blood flashed in your mind, giving you goosebumps. 

“I can sing for you if you feel like you can’t properly sleep,” Maglor suggested. 

“Oh, no, it’s fine. I don’t really want to put you responsible for my sleep and possibly carry me back home like last time,” you flushed at the memory. “I’m not even certain how you manage to deal with my supernatural shit and all the crazy things that have happened ever since we met,” you explained. Maglor smiled. “Let's just say– I had some practice dealing with craziness with my six very wild brothers,” he said. “Auch– burn,” you chuckled at his response. 

“I seriously don't mind helping you,” Maglor said. “If you need anything—all you need to do is just ask, and I will do anything to help you with it,” 

You were baffled as he looked at you with such a sincere expression. “Tha…thanks. I consider it and… keep it in my mind,” you replied, uncertain how to feel and respond. There was a sense of happiness in you, which was backed by uncertainty. 

“I see you later. I bet Maedhros took the chance to add more awful work into my what-to-do before-I-go-mad list,” he said, making you laugh. “Yeah…see you later,” you said as you watched him walk away. A sense of longing filled your being as you watched him leave the healer’s wing. 

You nearly missed his presence already. You don’t know why, but seeing him and his smile warms your heart as the gentle touches of sunlight.

Faye walked behind you as you continued to stare at Maglor. 

“Looks like love—” she softly teases, making you jump with fright. “Jesus! How long have you been there?” you questioned in a loud tone of voice. “Oh, I was actually waiting inside when I heard you talking with him. I didn’t want to ruin the little moment,” A grin blistered on her face. 

You rolled your eyes and released an annoyed groan. “We’re on friendly terms. I care about him and love him, but as a friend, I’m certain he feels the same. There’s nothing else,” you explained while Faye only replied with a hum. “For a friend, he sure has a soft spot for you,” she said. “And what is that supposed to mean?” you rolled your eyes at her. 

“I don’t think I have seen prince Maglor that casual with just anyone. He is casual with his brothers and family, but with others and new people — he’s usually very upkeep and refined,” Faye explained. “And he comes quite often to see you. Of course, since you have that mysterious illness, but that’s a bit more for just a friend,” she added. “Maybe he cares for you more than it seems?” she suggested with a grin. 

“Okay. We’re somewhat close, but not that close,” you frowned at the elf. 

“Speak for yourself. Time may unravel more than you see,” Faye said with a confident look. “Now come help with these. We need some bedsheets, pillows, bandages, and medicines,” she said while walking inside the storage again. 

You obediently followed her and picked up the stuff.

You wondered about Maglor and Faye’s words. You do adore him, but romance is most likely the last thing you should look for, and besides—the last time you dated someone. It didn’t end well.

[localgirlbecomesobsessed]

Meet the OCS

(I changed cathrines house)

I suck at drawing so hopefully these descriptions will be okay :( i didn’t really proof read as I’m writing this on four hours sleep 😭but the brain rot is real.

Xena- permanent •_• face, is actually very emotional inside just struggles with showing it, once she’s more comfortable with the people she’s around she’s becomes more expressive much to her detriment as it becomes harder to hide how she feels. Loves sweet things, romance stories(she’s a manhwa girlie), rock music, coffee,flowers, horror films . She’s quiet and has a soothing raspy voice. Shes too chilled out for someone in her situation or is she just ignoring her terrible circumstances.

Short black hair, piercings-helix;lobes;daith, she desperately wants a tongue piercing but is too scared. She has brown eyes and a small scar on her right cheek and a huge scar on her thigh(goes from the knee to midway)-she dresses quite punk and has permanent eyebags. She does have an arm sleeve of sunflowers/sun themed on her left arm that covers other scarring(she was in a horrific accident)she always keeps it covered with clothing tho due to judgement.

She got sorted into vagastrom and hates being an inspector as she has to keep herself from acting out.

Hobbies: judo, reading, going to concerts;gardening;propagating succulents

Her parents and her got in a horrific car accident when she was 10, she was the only one to survive, she was taken in by her cousin who was only 24 and trying her best at the time. Xena acted out quite badly after the trauma so she was put into judo to help get her aggression and energy release, it helped dramatically that she’s continued doing it even at 21.

She’s won some contests but hates competitions as they seem like too much effort.

Cathrine- stressed out to the max get this girl a chamomile tea or a Xanax. She tries too hard and is a total people pleaser, sucks at dealing with authority as she can never say no. She likes spicy food, science, vintage jewellery-she’s highly interested in mythology but keeps this a secret.(due to parents and siblings)

She’s quite talkative if she has to be but if the situation allows her too she lets herself be quiet, she has a sing song voice and used to have a stutter that comes back if she’s too anxious or tired.

Long pink hair, piercings;lobes and upper lobe, red eyes, she has insanely short nails from biting them down too much; she dresses quite preppy but prefers to dress more casual but likes to maintain her image so doesn’t. She keeps herself in quite pristine condition, always doing a five step facial routine, makeup always on point. She just very much always looks put together. She does have a huge social media presence but she isn’t really a full influencer (not like Leo)

She got sorted into mortkranken, which wasn’t a surprise to her- due to her role of inspector she’s one mental breakdown away of trying to find a way to fasten the curse so the stress is over with but she’s doing a good job at maintaining an image of mental stability (for now) tho I’d probably say it’s definitely cracking especially after the events in the most recent episode (7)

Hobbies:studying;shopping;researching myths

She grew up as the youngest of three, her parents had high expectations and they were all set to a high standard, being the youngest she was forever compared to the eldest two especially when she’s failed to succeed in something as well as they did. Her parents were quite volatile to eachother and to the siblings and would forever turn each one against the other. She was the first to leave-at 18 under the excuse of needing to stay nearer to the university-she was studying economics/business administration something she had no interest in but was an insistence of her parents and a condition for leaving. She worked part time to raise a secret fund in order for her to properly be able to leave after she gets her degree. Her relationship with her siblings is strained but got so much better after she left the house, to the point they gave her a ticket to her favourite bands last concert for her birthday.

After the concert the events of the game take place and she’s cursed, she’s been in contact with her siblings who are extremely jealous she’s at Darkwick and she is currently debating cutting off contact with her parents but fears losing her siblings, she does only have one year left after all.

Olivia-the sweetest lady to ever exist, she’s a hard worker who can’t hide her feelings. Absolutely adores animals and is a sucker for anything cute, she used to be quite the rebel but had to quickly grow up after her parents died(not that she wasn’t already quite mentally matured#traumatised) and she had to become her brothers guardian. She has quite a soft sweet voice and loves to chat but only if she’s completely comfortable with the person, otherwise she’s quite blunt. She’ll eat anything but her favourite snack is anything strawberry flavoured. She’s extremely caring and hates to see people overwork themselves despite overworking herself on the daily.

She has bleached white hair and light brown roots growing through, amber eyes and a mole underneath her left eye; she has a lobe piercing and a left helix; she dresses eclectically, sometimes she’s casual sporty, sometimes she’s a party girl, gothy literally depends on her mood and sometimes her brother will dress her up-she is literally Adam Sandler one day and Jessie rabbit the next. She likes brightly coloured makeup and clothes.

She got sorted into jabberwock, when she got to finally look around the nature reserve she cursed the chancellor for making her an inspector when she could’ve been working in the reserve. She doesn’t mind being an inspector and just goes with the flow as long as she’s getting paid and has her brother she’s fine but is trying to help out as much as she can at jabber.

Hobbies:feeding stray cats; sketching;baking;working (she works too much it has to be a hobby)

Olivia was a bit of a rebel, joining a small time gang with other girls when she was 14, her parents didn’t particularly care about her whereabouts as long as she took care of her younger brother Karma, which she tried her best too. They were alcoholics who didn’t care for their children and when Olivia reached 18 they died in a ‘freak accident’, leaving her and her 17 year old brother to fend for themselves. They had nothing, no money or family to look after them, so Olivia took on as many jobs as she could to help provide Karma with all the good things in life, she quit her gang and tried to move on although she would sometimes get dragged into fixing a problem for them. She didn’t go to uni and instead has been paying for karma to go to art school instead (he got a scholarship that pays half and they have to pay the other half)

Now, karma joint Darkwick a week after the events after Haku hears Olivia’s complete breakdown at not having her brother or being able to contact him as they’re both the only thing they’ve got to rely on. she didn’t have the breakdown on Haku but on the chancellor he was waiting to speak to the chancellor about a recent mission the general students went on and accidentally overheard~he waited for her to leave and then refused to leave until he got the chancellor to st least consider the idea.

Haku managed to convince them afterwards that her brother could be targeted by a similar anomaly/ it might help in figuring out a cure if they had someone with the same dna

-the chancellor also did it for her ‘mental health’ and assured Karma they’d provide whatever he needed for his studies, they’ve also promised Olivia they’ll pay whatever is needed for karmas education and life if she dies/ a hasty promise after Haku managed to convince him.

Olivia doesn’t know Haku helped her yet and probably won’t know until the chancellor tells her.

The chancellor most likely brought him in more for the assistance in finding a cure/testing to see if anomalies are more attracted to their blood as well as other experiments.

She was much happier snd brighter after he was brought in and Karma was happy to be with his sister and be in THE Darkwick university.

Karma-outspoken and blunt, despite appearing brazen he has a gentle disposition and is very chill as long as you don’t cross him or anyone else he cares for. He’s overprotective of Olivia and tries to get her to take a break as much as he can. He oil paints and enjoys water colours as a treat, he enjoys having a muse to help him paint and is a bit of a player. He worries Olivia cause he seems to jump from person to person and has been since their parents died. He enjoys sweet food and like Olivia will devour anything strawberry flavoured. He wants to be strong like Olivia and tries to copy how she fights.

Olivia is 23 and karma is 21/22.

He enjoys social media but doesn’t like having a presence on there, he does post pictures of his art on there although some are blurry.

He has bleached hair just like Olivia and black roots that come through, he has a mole just underneath his mouth on the right, amber eyes; he has all lobe piercings;helix;conch; Raith; nose piercing and is debating an eyebrow piercing; he is a pretty boi~ tallish and wears loose clothing that always has some sort of paint splatter on them. He doesn’t care about what he wears cause he knows he looks good although he enjoys picking out outfits for other people-mostly Olivia as he is quite the secret loser with not so many friends although he says it’s cause he focuses too much on his painting. Has a plan to get completely covered in tattoos but is awaiting to hit it big as a painter before he does.

He got sorted into vagastrom and had no clue what was going on, only that they okayed him to spray paint the rooms and do car decals so he’s happy enough. He doesn’t care if someone’s a ghoul and will call out someone on their shit if it’s deserved. No one believes him when he says Olivia can fight, but the pictures and vids he has prove otherwise~Leo is interested in the different sides and likes using his paintings for his TikTok’s and using him as a fake boyfriend along with Sho. He did try to stay with Olivia in the cathedral but in case something happens (like turning into an anomaly) then it’s safer for him to stay there. He doesn’t trust Haku and is trying to now stop both haru and Olivia from overworking themselves.

Hobbie:painting;partying; napping and boxing.

[insultmom]

Life interrupted

So, I'll try to keep this brief. Things have been rough. I recently started a new medication for depression and anxiety. I believe mental health shouldn't be a stigma, and shouldn't be something that is just pushed under the rug, which is why I am writing this.

Anyway, I started Effexor. Went on vacation with my mom and had a wonderful time, we went to Key West. By the day that we returned home, I had been on the medication for 6 days and was starting to feel weird. I couldn't really even describe how I felt, except to say it started to feel like an out of body experience. I went back to work the next Monday and started my week. Day by day, the feeling got worse. My anxiety was so bad, I couldn't even sit down to relax when I wasn't working. So... I pretty much worked 24/7 for several days because I did on-call at night several days that week. By Friday I was a mess and needed to leave work because I couldn't even concentrate. I was anxious and I was getting paranoid on top of everything else.

I got home, couldn't even sit down because I had so much on my mind. I talked at length to my step-dad about work and he had some good advice for me and told me he thought I was overthinking things, which I definitely was. Mom got home soon after and had picked up my son for me, and we all went out to dinner that night. I don't remember much about dinner, but mom said I was just staring a lot and seemed "out of it." I stayed up late that night talking to my son, and things just got worse. He went to bed, and I was suddenly paralyzed with the thought that he was going to die. I was worried he would take pills I had in the bedroom, even though I had no basis whatsoever for my fears. I kept going in to check on him and make sure he was still breathing. This went on all night...

By morning, I was a mess. Mom got up and we were just having coffee and chatting, and all of a sudden I just looked at her and said, "I need to go to the hospital."

The drive to the hospital was quiet... we talked a little bit, but I was at the point that I couldn't put together a coherent thought. My mind was too scrambled. I tried to explain, that it's not that I want to kill myself, or that I want to die. It's that I feel like I won't be able to stop myself from hurting myself, and I'm convinced already that somehow, someway, I'm going to die today. It's hard to explain, and even harder to understand I imagine if you've never been in that dark hole.

I don't remember much after that. I know they ran a bunch of tests, I know at one point, which was heartbreaking for my mom and son, I tried to get up and leave and they held me down. It was awful... I wouldn't wish this experience on anyone.

Next thing I know, I'm at a psychiatric facility. It's not pleasant, I couldn't have my belongings, my jewelry, my cell phone, my pillow, nothing. I was allowed to have certain kinds of clothing, nothing with strings, zippers or buttons. and that was it.

I spent 9 days there. Maybe sometime I'll talk about it, but not now. It's still too real. Too close. Too vivid. My memories of that won't fade quickly I'm afraid.

Anyway, I'm home now. I'm getting better every day. I'm going back to work this week. After some significant medication changes, I'm feeling back to myself and the way I used to feel, which is good.

There shouldn't be stigma to mental health. There still is, and that's a shame. Whether or not Iikes for writing this doesn't matter to me. I just needed to get it off my chest and put it out there. I need to release it and let it go, and this helps.

[potatoes-tomatoes]

Those questions are all so good, I can't pick!

1-30 pls? The ones you feel like doing 🫶

I have special interest in your thoughts on veganism tho

chipotle order?

carnitas bowl with pinto beans lettuce tomatoes crema guac and cheese

2. thoughts on veganism?

ain’t for me. I wasn’t born and raised to say no to meat as a hispanic texan. I feel it’s too self righteous a lifestyle, and somethin that’s very…hm… class restricted I’ll say. You gotta be able to afford sayin no to animal products. I understand in practice it’s so that one doesn’t partake in the loss of life or harm to an animal… but it’s like, why restrict that guilt to animals? Why restrict it to signals only we easily perceive? Trees and plants communicate to each other too, they also send their own signals of distress when in danger. They’re their own form of sentient. Whatever we eat, we are taking some or all the life of. (I guess except for eggs? bc that's just chicken period) That’s just something we must accept.

Also sometimes the marketing for it I find is funny. “vegan leather” you mean synthetic shit?? "yeah I'm sippin outta my vegan cup oh what brand is it you ask heh, Solo." like c'mon man. get outta here.

3. a specific color that gives you the ick?

I believe all colors have the potential to be beautiful within the right palette

4. mythical creature you think/believe is real?

answered!

5. Favorite form of potato?

Frenchly Fried

6. do you use a watch?

nah just my phone

7. what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?

the seals

8. do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

ya my pjs (old shirt and sweats)

9. do you have a skincare routine (and how many steps is it)?

wash my face with face cleanser, put on moisturizer. every other day or so I put on an innisfree mask.

10. on a plane, do you ask for apple or orange juice?

I ask for a coffee with two creams and no sugar.

11. anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

Oh many things, i got a bin full of em. sketchbooks, elementary yearbooks, diaries. My prized posession is my first stuffed bear, Clover. She’s stuck with me since I was 6 years old!

12. brand of haircare/bodycare/skincare that you trust 100%?

;–; none of them they all did me dirty. and I get too overwhelmed to look into what brands are the cheapest and best for my skin/hair.

13. first thing you’re doing in the purge?

stealing money to pay off my goddamn loans. That or I'd like to know who directly could cancel my loans (like is there a. like a "cancel loan" button on a computer or what. who's in charge of that button. I'm so smart guys I know exactly how the banking system works) so I could spook them into getting it done for me. I wouldn't hurt anyone, but I'd look the part to get them to do what I want.

14. do you think you’re dehydrated?

nah i drink plenty water.

15. rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning

oof that’s tough. They all seem equal to me.

16. thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

LOVE LOVE LOVE!!

17. an anxious compulsion you do everyday?

I often check to see if my back is straight or if I’m not pursing my lips

18. your boba/tea order

matcha or taro, blended.

19. the veggie you dislike the most?

lima beans eughhh

20. favorite disney princess movie?

Tangled

21. a number that weirds you out?

my ex's (badum tsh)

22. do you have an emotional support water bottle?

I am in possession of only one water bottle

23. do you wear jewelry?

no. I own some though for some reason.

24. which do you find yourself using, american or british english?

American, but I prefer using the british grey instead of american gray.

25. would you say you have good taste in music?

My taste in music is the only thing abt myself I’m confident in hgjkfd yes I would say so.

26. how’s your spice tolerance?

Take a look at my hispanic card you’ll see “güerita“ in bright bold lettering. 

27. what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

jeans and a t-shirt with my chanclas 

28. last meal on earth?

Fettuccine Alfredo

29. preferred pasta noodle?

Bowties, they funky

30. ask me anything !

well gosh how am I supposed to answer this one y’aint sent me nothin on it pinsky XD 

[wonderfuldeath]

.o| Eighth Day. |o.

YoonMin

Warnings : Winter, Fluff, Proposal, Animal’s Attributes

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A slight stress takes him at the throat as he looks at his watch. If he didn’t show he will hate him for the rest of his life. His bushy tail moves from right to left while his thin fingers hit the bar next to him. The walls were beautifully decorated with several light garlands, some of which were in the shape of a Christmas ornament. Their little nose frowns, as he looks at the hour again, pulled on his jacket and goes around the room. Everything seems perfect, straight out of a fashionable magazine. The tree in the back of the living room, decorated with white and gold on its black branches, the very clean coffee table and the rest of the furniture that could still have been in their packaging. A small breath passes his nose, as he takes a slight turn on himself, trying to evacuate stress. It had always been a little too violent between them, and now that they were a real couple Yoongi had the impression that the world had trouble turning normally.

"Seriously, what are you doing? ”

Already ready to call him, he jumps when the phone vibrates against the worktop. When the image of what he expects appears, he has his heart that pulsates a hundred at the hour. Maybe in the end he wasn't going to be able to spend the evening. After a great breath he grabs the mobile, unlocks it before carrying it to his ear.

"- You're late.

- I know, I was held back by the snow! I'll be there in ten minutes.

- I don't like it when you're late.

- And me when you spit hairballs. And yet I live with it. ”

The mischievous tone makes him frown as he crosses his arms on his chest, trying to guess by the noise where could be the second. But he was unable to do so he just asked him to hurry, finding the sofa with a tired step, wrapping the blanket that until now had no fold. He did not like the cold, like any self-respecting cat, the cold was his worst enemy. Even in a top floor apartment, the heating almost did, he needed its hot spot. When the door opens, he jump to join the man, who has a slight laugh at this adorable attention. Sometimes, his feline side stood out much more from his human side and it gave quite incredible things.

"- You're late.

- I said I was sorry.

- And that you will be here in ten minutes.

- I'm only one more!

- One too many. ”

The yellow eyes rise to the sky, as he comes to snuggle in his arms, despite the cold body coming from outside. And he can't help but purring with contentment when his fingers pass against his sensitive ears. Outside the snow had already begun to fall. Covering Seoul with its annual white coat, giving a magical impression to the city.

"- Did the guys say they would come for new year?

- I don't know, I didn't get them.

- I thought you and Hoseok were making plans behind our backs!

- Have made plans behind your back, but not today. ”

A slight laugh passes the man's lips as he joins Yoongi on the sofa, finally realizing the problem in the equation. Yoongi was well dressed, a pretty red suit, his hair was well styled and he had even taken the trouble to put on makeup, just to make his eyes even more attractive than normal. And now that silence and love had fallen, he could see the non-natural behavior of the feline. Yoongi was anxious. His tail was waving from right to left, his ears kept shaking and he couldn't focus his attention on the slightest thing. And he arched one eyebrow of the other. In a year of living together, he had never seen him so much on himself.

"- Did you eat?

- No. And you?

- No.

- Okay? Do you want to eat something special?

- ... I thought to myself.. We could go out, right?

- The great Min Yoongi who asks me to go to the restaurant? There is a problem, will the house catch fire? Did you try to do something and did you failed it?

- Don't make fun of me! Do you want to go out yes or no? ”

The desire to tease him a little more had crossed his mind, but he said nothing. Just look at the hour. Almost twenty hours, he explains to her that he will just change, since it was obviously a special opportunity. And then they find themselves together in the older car. He seemed even more panicked, as he hoped he would say no, or something like that. And he can only watch him make the gesture of starting the car three times, without anything happening.

"Do you prefer that we stay at home? Can we have it delivered, you know?

- No! I took a table at Seokjin's, okay? Does it work for you at least?

- Of course. ”

In a reassuring way, he puts his hand against his thigh, to show him that he was with him no matter what happened and the mouse cat, takes a deep breath before starting the car. The streets are deserted, no living soul it was risky to walk in snowy weather and few people had agreed to take the risk this evening. Seokjin had completely abandoned his singing studies to finally take the risk of opening his own restaurant. It had finally worked very well, so several of them were born a little everywhere in Seoul. It was a warm and good place that delighted young and old. A place soft, chill and where you could easily come back.

"- Good evening.

- Good evening, I have a reservation on behalf of Min.

- One moment please... Good. Please follow me. ”

A smile from the waitress seems to make Yoongi even more nervous. And the young woman, a pretty redhead with adorable pig ears, accompanies them to their table. Not too much in the sight of people, but enough for the feline to be able to look everywhere and thus flee in case of danger. Even if in reality, he prefers to fight to death rather than leave his lover behind. He doesn't seem to be able to relax throughout the meal, making it quite funny. Unable to use chopsticks, things he has been eating with since his earliest childhood, he almost spill his dish more than once over him. Yoongi also almost drown in his glass, before deciding to just wait trembling for dessert.

"- Okay, okay, what? Is it a farewell dinner? Are you going to put me out?

- What? What makes you believe that?

- I don't know, you're super strange! So be you deceiving me, or you're going to put me out, or you're going to propose to me. ”

A deep breath passes the feline's lips, as he makes a circular turn of his gaze, as if someone was going to arrive and kidnap his lover. Then he passes a nervous hand through his hair, before looking at his man in front of him, even more lost. And it hurts him, one breath passes the lips of the other, while he puts his hands against the table surprising the feline, who suddenly feels stupid.

"- Ok. Okay, don't bother yourself, I understand. ”

A handful of Won to pay for his consumption, he passes his coat under the empty gaze of Yoongi who seems to regain consciousness when the waitress brings the desserts. With a sharp gesture, he also pays the bill, grabs his jacket without putting it back on and run after his lover already visibly coming home on foot. How this special evening could be so spoiled by his lack of self-confidence. Running in the snow trying not to fall, he catches him with a firm hand, his heart beating fast and the air really sorry to stick to his eyes terrifyied to lose him.

"- What else? Do you want the keys now?

- Marry you! I want to marry you Jimin! ”

The slight shock seems to lose Yoongi, while Jimin stares at him trying to understand if he was making fun of him. Then he takes the black case out of his jacket pocket, to open it on two beautiful rings. A black one with a red gold egg shell, and a white one with small black cat ears, and Jimin goes from the case to his lover, as if reality was going to hit him.

"- Wait, are you serious?

- Yes! Now be nice you want, accept and let's eat cakes.

- Cakes?

- I didn't get my dessert. And I really wanted to have a chocolate cake! ”

The yellow eyes rise to the sky, while Jimin simply takes the ring, putting it under the cat's delighted gaze, before being brought back to reality when a sneeze takes him. Quickly putting on his jacket to try to warm up under the monstrous laughter of his lover, they join the car hand in hand. And even if, he had caught a good cold, just looking at the ring on his finger while Hoseok is taking care of him, while Jimin’s at work makes him smile with all his teeth.

" - Not that bad you see, he said yes. No need to worry so much.

- What if now he realized that it was a mistake? ”

The cat's anxious look rests on Taehyung peeling potatoes while Hoseok can clearly hear him reprimand. Just making him shrug his shoulders, while Yoongi seems suffocated. They were going to have to get married quickly.

Just to be sure.

[geldiaries]

[ AUG022023 ]

This is probably one of the most emotional moments I had with Ate Dane.

Ever since I knew she would be taking the Board Exams, I already planned in my head that I will go to her and make salubong. So I did.

I actually have been planning it since March this year when the review season got really tough for her. I promised and told myself that I will try my best to be her support system. I don’t know the feeling of being anxious and tired because of the review, self doubts, and other negative things that are basically the effects of the review season, but I know it is hard. I understand how much she pressured and pushed herself into reviewing almost 24/7. She doesn’t even sleep or rest. She wakes up feeling like she’s going to throw up, she’s dizzy, lost her appetite, like her body really manifested the anxiousness in her mind. I hope she knows that even during those days, I’m proud of her. Like so much. I’m so proud of my Ate Dane even by just choosing to wake up and prepare herself to go to the Review Center.

Fast forward to Day 1 of her Review, I didn’t really message her much. I just sent her my “Good luck” and tried to ask her about her day because I know it was tough. I honestly wanted to go and wait for her outside SanSeb for Day 1 and 2 but I realized that it’s not the right time for that, so I didn’t. I got really sad when she told me that she broke down that day hehe so I kinda regret not seeing her even for five minutes on the first day. Then during Day 2, I was excited to see her. I want her to know that I’m proud of her for finishing the exam strong. I want her to know that she’s doing great and that she’ll pass the exam. So there, after I got her coffee I went straight to see her. It was funny because I don’t know where SanSeb was so I had to ask and let my two Uni friends to accompany me tho I was the only one who got off the jeep.

Then there when I arrived, I called Ate. Lowkey regretting I didn’t film the first part of that meet up because she almost ran to me, and she hugged me so tight. We both needed that. And I know we both missed each other that much. Before that meet up, the last time we saw each other was last February 03. Fucking 6 months. She can’t believe it and it was so funny because her voice became soft like she was about to cry. I was too. She had no idea how much I missed her and how much I longed for that moment.

After that, we went to St. Judes. It was our first time going to church together. We talked there and it was also the time when I finally told her in person that I'm proud of her and I hugged her again there. It was funny because when we were walking on our way to the church, it was raining, and I asked her to open her umbrella, but she only said "Mababasa kasi" and we laughed at that. She's just like me for real. So, we walked there under the freaking rain that's why we were soaking wet.

After that we talked again and catched up though I think a day would never be enough to talk when it's the two of us because even if we make kwento over the phone, we never ran out of things we talk-- and that makes us, us. We're just really talkative and we're that comfortable with each other.

When we're on our way to the LRT station, I got really sad because I know the time was short (tho we only agreed to see each other for good 10-15mins lol scam). I still want to be with Ate and I know she still wanted to just as much as I do.

But here..,

Hello, My Ate Dane

I know you won't be able to see this but I just want you to know that I'm so proud of you. I'm beyond proud of you. Congrats on finishing the board exams strong. Thank you for not giving up. I'm already claiming the "RPm" after your name. I know you'll get that (balikan ko 'to after results for another entry!). I love you so much! I will always be here to support you, in all ways. You know I got you, right?

Palagi.

[purplesurveys]

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Did you ever go to daycare as a kid? No, we lived with extended family so there was always someone to look after me. The most my mom did was bring me to indoor playgrounds on weekends where I wanted to go to the mall but she also had to run errands like going to the grocery.

Who’s one of the most talented people you know? What are they talented at? Andi’s super talented. They can write, sing, play the guitar, play basketball and baseball, host parties and events, hell they even launched an entire podcast season not too long ago. As far as I know they’re also currently learning Arabic.

How long have you had your current mattress? It’s been a very long time. It’s not one of my priorities to replace any time soon though.

Do you usually pay with cash, debit card, or credit card? I use my e-wallet from my phone and just scan a QR code at establishments as most of them have one these days. Fewer places accept cards but occasionally I’ll use my debit too. I haven’t carried cash in years and don’t own a credit card.

What do you usually drink with breakfast? My breakfast is almost always exclusively just coffee. If I happen to have a meal, I’ll have it with coffee.

What’s your sexuality? Asexual.

What’s your gender identity? Female.

Are you the type of person who can make friends with just about anyone? I can make small talk with pretty much everyone and can easily detect mutual hobbies or interests to spend half an hour talking about, but I think it’s a stretch to call it ‘making friends.’ I’m very picky with who I choose to let in my circle as I find it exhausting to have too many close friends.

Have you ever experienced a medical emergency? Yeah, when Cooper bit my face I had to drop all my plans for the day (I had a work event I needed to be at that afternoon) and rush to the hospital as the wounds were deep and wouldn’t stop bleeding.

What was the last thing you borrowed from someone? A ₱50 bill from Andi as I didn’t think the parking lot I stayed at accepted e-wallet payments. 

What’s your least favorite time of day? Early morning, around 7-8 AM. Always feels like a ticking time bomb before work and the lull makes me more anxious than peaceful.

Are you muscular? Most definitely not.

Do you know anyone who’s snobby about the kind of music they like? I feel like most people my age are well past that phase so that’s great as this can be a super annoying trait. Plus nearly everyone I know is into at least one K-pop group anyway so apart from fanwars (which only ever happen on the immature side of Twitter), there’s really no reason for any one of us to be snobs when we’re all into the same genre hahaha.

Do you ever happen to find yourself trying to force yourself to be happy? I have been like this at a few points in my life, sure. Doesn’t happen these days though – I’m happier now and even if I’m not I just let myself wallow in whatever emotion I happen to be in until I find a way to make it go away.

What are some things you like about the area you live in? Lots of 24/7 fast food options for when I randomly get the midnight munchies. I also like that there’s a dog hotel nearby (convenient when we go on family trips) and that there are like five malls in the vicinity so it makes it easy when I urgently need to get something from the bookstore or grocery or whatever.

When was the last time you drank wine? Not so sure about wine...maybe last December? I must have had at least a glass in one of the Christmas parties I attended.

Do you know anyone who has been to prison? Yes.

Do you have one of those removable hand-held shower heads? We do, yes.

How many burners does your stove have? Four.

When you go to a restaurant, do you prefer to sit at a booth or a table? Booth. I like that the benches are softer to sit on, heh. Also helps with improving the ambience.

What’s the first video game you remember playing? That would be Grand Theft Auto III. I didn’t do any of the missions though; I was happy to just drive around and use the rocket launcher and shoot them towards the sky pretending they were fireworks. A colorful childhood I had lol.

Have you ever been to San Francisco? No.

Did the high school you went to offer an ecology class? We had something like that but for the life of me I can’t remember what we called it. It was like environmental education or something similar.

Which room of your house is currently in the greatest need of cleaning? House is pretty clean at the moment; my mom’s been tidying the place up since we have a massive family reunion scheduled at the house this weekend – we’re expecting around 45 relatives from my mom’s side to come over.

What’s something you think everyone should do/experience at least once in their life? Enjoy a concert.

When was the last time you shipped a package? Last week for work.

Have you ever made a homemade pie? Do schoolmade pies count? HAHAHAHA we had to make an apple pie once.

How long does it take you to get to work/school? My office is around 20 minutes to an hour away, depending on the traffic. Fortunately I work from home so I rarely ever have to drive there.

Has your car ever been broken into? No.

How old is your oldest cousin? Out of my first cousins, the eldest one is around 28-29. I always forget his birth year lol.

What are you going to do now that this survey is over? Take another one. I’m always on a survey high on the last day of weekends.

[bratshaws]

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Jolene sniffed around Bradley’s apartment with curiosity, her sock monkey lodged in her maw as she got used to the new surroundings. Thankfully, Jolene wasn’t a dog that got anxious in different spaces, amazingly, no one could really explain why but she got accustomed very quickly to wherever she had to stay.

Before Beatrice moved to her house she feared that Jolene wouldn’t like it since she lived with her parents in a house with a large backyard and a lot of space. Bea’s biggest fear was that she’d have to return Jolene to her parents because she didn’t get used to the new place, but on the first day she got to the house Jolene immediately lied on the backyard with her tummy up to enjoy the sunshine.

She had never been in an apartment and while Bradley’s apartment was large, Beatrice didn’t know how Jojo would get used to it. So far it seemed fine, the pitbull was just sniffing around and looking out the large windows with interest. Bradley assured Beatrice that it was fine, that she shouldn’t worry so much but he also knew Bea and she would worry about certain things.

Jolene was trained, so that was good, she only liked to sleep in random places like a couch or a chair or even under a coffee table, but she’d never lie down on a bed. Beatrice tried, but the dog liked having a space just for herself - and no dog beds weren’t enough for her - so she could sprawl without issues. 

Beatrice sighed, knowing that even if she worried, Jolene would be okay. She thinks. As for her, she was just annoyed. She couldn’t put weight on her ankle so she had to hop around or use Bradley so she could walk, she couldn’t stand up for too long or move too long or else her ankle would scream for mercy. She did take an ibuprofen when the pain got too severe, eventually subsiding into a gentle yet annoying throbbing.

Bradley, who by the love of God was the sweetest man she’s ever met, told her she could put her clothes in his closet since he had space for it. She questioned how much space and he said “A whole drawer and the other side of the closet.” with a charming smile. Beatrice told him it was fine, she could keep her things in the red suitcase she brought but he wasn’t buying it.

So, heaving out a deep sigh - but still smiling - Beatrice put her clothes inside the closet while sitting on his chair. She had to keep the foot elevated, so she used her suitcase to prop it up. At least she was doing something after all. Even if it wasn’t as ideal as she’d want.

She also called her parents, just to let them know what happened and they wouldn’t worry. “No, mama, I’m not in the hospital. I was yesterday–no, no I’m not sick, I twisted my ankle and I’m staying with Bradley.” Beatrice frowned with the phone pressed between her shoulder and her ear, “No, no, mama listen, listen, Bradley isn’t in the hospital. He’s not hurt, I twisted my ankle and I am staying with him until it heals because I won’t have to go up the stairs anywhere while I’m here.”

Beatrice sighs deeply, using her free hand to rub her forehead, “Mama, I’m not sick. No,I won’t have to undergo surgery– can I talk to dad? Please? Thanks, I love you.” she looked up when Bradley appeared on the door, leaning against the doorframe with a little smirk on his face, crossing his arms, “Papá? Yes, it’s me. Can you tell mom to please calm down because I’m not hurt severely, I just twisted my ankle?...no I’m fine, I just tore a few ligaments but it’s not bad enough to undergo surgery. Yes, yes I know. Yeah, I’m staying with Brad. Hmhm, yes, yes I know. No he said it’s fine, I asked him that too.” she smiles when she feels his lips touching her bare neck “I will, I promise, I love you too. Bye.” she finished the call with a heavy sigh, “Jesus.”

“Is your mom okay?”

“Yeah, she’ll be fine.” she says, tossing the phone on top of his desk, “She just gets paranoid whenever something like that happens. One time Leo broke his wrist while surfing and she had a breakdown thinking he was in the ICU…it was a whole thing, she gets really intense with stuff like that.” he hums against her neck, watching her place her folded clothes inside the drawer with a smile.

He liked this. A lot.

While not ideal he was glad she said yes. He wouldn’t mind it at all, they’d spend more time together and she’d have some of her things in his place. “I already put your shampoos and soaps in the bathroom.” he says, pecking the curve of her shoulder, “So you don’t have to worry about that.”

“Thanks Brad.” she smiles, giving him a kind look before going back to the final pieces of clothing, “I’m almost done here, too.” the clicking of claws against the floor meant that Jolene was coming, this time to sniff around his room curiously. The pitbull sniffed his bed, then the side tables, then entered his bathroom with the sock monkey still in her mouth looking around with interest before she walked back out.

Jolene, while confused by her new surroundings, seemed to be at ease the more she walked around, finally deciding that she’d take her spot on Bradley’s couch once she was done surveying the whole area. 

“Alright. I think that’s everything.” she says after shutting the drawer, opening her suitcase to check if there was anything else and thankfully there wasn’t. After that she just sighs, leaning back on the chair and glaring down at her foot, “I should’ve paid more attention.” she murmurs, “You know? Maybe I could’ve just bruised my knee at best, instead of tearing ligaments.”

Bradley looks at her bandaged ankle just as she was, standing to his full height behind her, “You can’t know what will hurt you or not.” he says above her head, smiling when she tilts it backwards to look up at him, “Considering everything, it could’ve been much worse.”

“You said that…”

“But think of it this way.” he walks around the chair to stand by her side, “Now you are going to be taken care of and pampered,” she smiles softly, dropping her gaze away from him with her cheeks turned red, “Matter of fact,” he scoops her up in his arms, making Bea squeak out in surprise and wrap her arms around his neck as he lifts her from the chair, using a foot to put it back to where it was against his desk. She giggles, hugging his neck to keep herself upright, “I feel like pampering you right now.”

Beatrice laughs even more, her cheeks hurting from smiling so much as she looks at him. “Yeah?” she asks, letting go of his neck when he lowers her on his bed. He nods, smiling before pressing his lips on her and holding himself over her body with his arms, Beatrice only laughed more, the sof smacking sounds of their kissing being the only sound they could hear in the room.

“Yeah.” he replies, kissing her one more time, “Because you deserve to be pampered.” he loved how her cheeks reddened so much, kissing them and feeling the warmth touch his own lips when he did so, “We are going to have lunch here, watch Rupaul’s Drag Race and then I’m going to cuddle the hell out of you.”

Beatrice’s eyes shone with adoration, but she nodded, “Okay.” was her soft reply, cupping his cheeks to kiss him one last time before he pushed himself off the bed and out of the room, giving her one last look and a smile until he disappeared from her view. She sighed dreamily, chewing the corner of her mouth and looking back at her bandaged foot propped up on his bed. Maybe it wasn’t all bad.

She also brought some of her drawing supplies, not her painting supplies since it’d be too much stuff. She could draw to pass the time too if it occurred to her, if the inspiration hit her. She had a feeling it would. 

How long has it been? Three months, well…two if she removed the time he was deployed but still, it was the best months of her life. He was a dream come true in all aspects, he was a wonderful boyfriend, he was caring, he was sweet and he was always making sure she’d be comfortable with whatever they were to do.

The…meeting with Eric a few days back genuinely rocked her but not how she thought it would. Yes she was surprised to see him again, but she didn’t feel…panicked. She always thought she’d be terrified when she saw him, because she thought she would never find someone else, that she’d be single and living with her dog away from society and that he’d make fun of her because it’d be obvious.

But no, she wasn’t even angry. She was just surprised and didn’t want to talk to him even though he did for some odd reason, even trying to follow her as she left him standing there looking like an idiot. She frowns, clicking her tongue against her teeth, trying to understand why after so long he showed up like that.

Oh,well, it doesn’t matter now. 

Coincidences happened, it was all a big coincidence and she’d never see him again. It didn't matter anymore, she was happy, she had a handsome man who loved her so much - and made sure to show it quite often- she had a job she liked, friends who liked her and she got herself her own place. She was in a good spot in her life, she thought with a smile, she really was.

-

“Ah!” she yelps, hissing through her teeth, “Oh God, it’s cold!”

“It’s an ice pack, baby, It will be cold.” he chuckles after lowering the gel ice pack on top of the towel above her bandaged foot, “You’ll just need it for twenty minutes. Doctor orders remember?”

Beatrice groans, clenching her eyes when the ice immediately makes her ankle throb with another wave of pain, “Twenty minutes is too long.” she complains without being able to help herself, “With how much medicine advanced you’d think there’d be easier ways to take care of wounds and bruises.” he smiles, going back to his desk to pick her phone and then lie down next to her, “I mean, we have robots that can do surgeries! But nothing that heals a sprained ankle faster?”

He leaned back against his headboard, propping her foot right on top of his leg, patting her thigh fondly, “You’ll live.” he chuckles, not being able to help himself and press a kiss to her jutted lower lip.

She hums against his mouth, still pouting a bit when he pulls back, “I know, it’s just because the weather is cold and I’m cold.” she murmurs, “You know my nonna used to grab a bunch of herbs from her garden, crush everything with pure alcohol and rub on wherever it was hurting. And it always worked.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She smiles, holding onto his arm as she gets comfortable and he places the laptop on a pillow that’d stay on both of their laps, Rupaul’s Drag Race already being played, “We all joke how our aunt Martha is a witch, but…you know, she must’ve learned it from somewhere. And my nonna also found out when my mom was pregnant too, before everyone.”

And she was right at every child too, even mentioning once they’d have six kids: three girls and three boys. No one questioned, they all thought it was some ancient Sicilian magic that she had ever since she was a child, since she could predict changes in weather and sometimes even talk to birds. 

Beatrice remembers seeing her nonna talking to a hummingbird, holding up a thimble with sugar water in the palm of her hand, the little bird sitting on her fingers as it drank from the tiny cup. “She used to believe in fairies and elves.” she says, resting her chin on his shoulder as they watch the final episode of season 13 “Like, if something went missing in her house it was because a gnome or an elf stole it, so she’d leave sugar cubes for them in exchange of her things back.”

For some reason he could see all of that through Beatrice. The way she spoke about her grandmother and the connection the two had, meant they had more in common than the rest of the family. He could understand that, after all, he and his mother were thick as thieves for a good part of his life, no one knew the things his mother did about him. 

“What was her name?” he asks,”Your nonna’s?”

Beatrice smiles, “Giorgia, we called her Gigi but she didn’t really like it.” she says, chuckling a bit “She preferred Gio the most.” she pulls back her phone and opens the gallery, then furrows her eyebrows, “I think-here! I have a picture of her.”

She shows the screen to Bradley, who immediately smiles seeing the picture was of an elderly woman with thick brown hair in an updo, thick rimmed glasses and red lipstick, holding a little girl in her arms. They were standing in front of a large garden, with orange trees and a giant cane corso dog in the background, with the little girl holding onto the older woman's white lace shirt, looking at the camera with big green eyes. 

It was obvious the little girl was Beatrice, why would she have a picture of her nonna holding any other baby that wasn’t her? But even if he wasn’t sure, it was the big green eyes that gave it away. She is beautiful now, but she was such a cute baby, her hair back then was much lighter but just as voluminous. “I was two in this picture.” she says, “That’s her garden and those were the orange trees she used to have.”

Bradley smiles, looking back at Beatrice to see her eyes soften the longer she looks, “You two look very alike.” she blinks, lifting her head towards him, “I think, especially here,” he rubs his knuckle over her brow bone “And here.” he touches her high cheekbones with the grin remaining when she blushes a soft red.

She smiles sweetly, looking back at the picture as if she’s trying to make the connection and see if it made sense, “I never…thought about that.” she lowers the phone, nuzzling his shoulder and wincing at a sudden throb coming from her ankle, but she feels a lot better than before, ‘Thank you, Roos.”

Bradley presses a kiss to the top of her head, “Anytime, angel.” she feels one of his arms slipping behind her to comb the long brown tresses, a movement that makes her relax immediately. It doesn’t take long for Beatrice to doze off while the two watch the finale of Rupaul’s Drag Race. 

He doesn’t move a lot when he feels she’s asleep, the medication undoubtedly made her feel a lot more drowsy than before. He watches the finale in silence, but he’s very happy to know Symone won as she was his favorite from the start, turning the pc off and putting it aside alongside her phone. Thankfully the towel soaked up the moisture from the ice pack and nothing dribbled from her ankle down his leg.

He gently picked it up, unwrapping the velcro compression bracer to check on it. It was still very red but it looked less swollen already. Bradley looks back at Beatrice again, seeing her face was hidden by the brown hair as she slept, one of her hands underneath her head while the other reached for his pillow in her sleep. As careful as he could, he stood up from the bed to toss the ice pack gel back in his freezer, looking back to where Jolene was currently lying on his couch.

Jolene’s tail thumps on the couch when Bradley gets closer, scratching her between the ears before he walks back into his bedroom. His apartment was already smelling like lavender again, every single corner. 

He picked a blanket from his closet, looking back at Beatrice who was still lying on her side, her good leg curled up to an almost fetal position, still holding onto his pillow but this time her face was buried on it. His chest felt warm with adoration the longer he looked, “She’s so cute.” he muttered to himself, draping the blanket on her first before he slipped under it, gently touching her head so she’d give him space to lie down.

Beatrice opened her bleary eyes, then buried her face on his neck, tucking her arms between the two of them like she’s been doing these past days. He questioned her once if it wasn’t uncomfortable and she said it was actually really nice, it made her feel like a bit of a cocoon when she did that. He didn’t mind it either, burying his nose on her hair, closing his eyes at the waft of her floral shampoo and conditioner, smiling to himself.

She hummed sleepily against him, muttering his name quietly and he could swear he could feel her smiling against his skin before he too couldn’t keep his eyes open. It was Sunday afternoon and it was cold, there wasn’t a reason for either of them to be awake right now.

Plus she was very warm and he didn’t want to let go of her so soon.

While he never dreams while napping, he caught glimpses of something when he was asleep. Figures and shapes without any reason, colors that reminded him of things and nothing at all, voices that sounded familiar but too far away for him to figure out who it’d be. It was all very confusing, but it didn’t last long in his head.

When he woke up, about three hours after they fell asleep, he blinked his eyes hard when he felt Beatrice’s body move against his, the mass of brown hair separating to show her sleepy face, “Hey.” he said softly, making her smile and nuzzling his neck again.

“I really like your voice, Roos.” she murmurs, voice slurred and a bit quiet “It’s so hot.”

Bradley blinks in surprise, waking up a bit faster at her sudden confession, “Yeah?” she nods against his neck, humming even more.

“It’s so…nice, it’s like honey.” she says, her eyes closed and her soft warm breath hitting the skin that isn’t covered by his shirt, “It’s deep and so attractive.” she giggles tiredly, “I could hear you for hours and never get tired.”

Rooster chuckles gently, wrapping his arms around her waist to bring her closer, pressing his lips to her ear, “For hours?” she nods, “What would I be saying to you for so long then?”

“Anything.” she says, “You could tell me the ingredients of a bottle of ketchup and I’d still love it.” finally she seems to be waking up more, fidgeting a bit in his arms and lifting her head, her cheeks stained red but her smile present, “And your accent too.”

She looked so good with her hair all mussed up, her own voice getting more attractive because of her slumber as she looks up at him. Bradley could only watch her watch him with her eyes heavy lidded and still waking up, “You keep looking at me like that and I’ll have to break doctor’s orders about strenuous activities.”

Beatrice just grins, “Not my fault.” she replies, her voice distorting in a yawn before she winces as she adjusts herself on the bed with her good leg, dropping her sprained ankle from where he propped by his side, “Ow.”

“You okay?”

“It just hurts.” she moans, wincing again, “I’ll be fine.”

Rooster smiles sweetly at her, “I know, gorgeous.” he kisses her temple, rubbing her cheek and her pouty lower lip  “ I’ll go get the ice pack,” she groans at that, covering her face with the blanket in hopes she’d hide herself, only for the pilot to pull it back and expose her face again, kissing the tip of her nose before he got up to slide his hands under her body so he could carry her bridal style out of the bedroom and into the living room.

Beatrice yawned one more time, rubbing her face with a hand as he set her down on the couch, thanking him with a kiss before he disappeared into the kitchen. Jolene propped her head on Bea’s lap, huffing happily as Rooster came back with the towel and the gel ice pack.

Much like before the second she felt the cold on her ankle the pain shot all over her body, making her toes curl and a quiet curse leave her lips, “Did you know,” she says in hopes it’d help distract her from the pain, “I never broke a bone?”

Bradley looks down at her as if she’s joking, then he blinks, “Wait, really?” she nods her head positively “Never? Never ever?” he drops down next to her on the couch,opposite of Jolene and placing her leg on top of his much like before on the bed, “How’s that possible?”

“Well,” she groans, “I was always a careful kid. I scraped myself a lot and had bruises, but I never broke anything. My nonna always said it was because I drank so much milk as a child it made my bones strong as iron.” Bradley huffs out a laugh, shaking his head as he looks at her wrapped ankle, “Did you?”

His eyebrows went up and then down, his eyes closed with an ‘oh yeah’ face, “Absolutely. I broke quite a few bones.” he starts gesturing to the parts of his body where he hurt himself, “I broke my arm once while driving my bike, my pinky finger at soccer, almost broke my nose at a fight too. I was a very adventurous kid.”

Beatrice stared at him with wide eyes, “God, that’s…a lot of bones, Brad.”

“Yeah, the doctors said I was an anomaly because my bones healed without giving me issues. Like,” he curls his pinky, “I bent this one in a way you’d think I could never do this again and yet here it is, as good as new.”

Beatrice frowns, taking his hand in hers to have a better look. She purses her lips a bit, looking back at him “God the worst that happened to me…was when I dislocated my shoulder in high school. I was late, the halls were wet…I slipped and fell. It hurt like a bitch.”

“Oh, yeah, I dislocated my shoulder once too and I put it back before I went home.” he says casually, earning his girlfriend’s worried gaze and he chuckles, “Yeah, didn’t have to go to the hospital or anything.”

“I don’t know if I should be worried or impressed.” he laughs louder at that, which Beatrice joins in in a quiet chuckle, “I’m serious, a dislocated shoulder sucks a lot.”

“I didn’t want my mom to worry.” he says quietly, looking at their joined hands with his eyebrows low, “More than she already did.” Beatrice’s soft whisper of his name made his sad smile grow fond as he looked at her, leaning down to kiss her forehead then her lips, humming into her mouth when she kept their lips together for a while longer. 

Beatrice pulls back and cups his cheeks, rubbing her thumbs over his cheekbones and smiling when his eyes closed and his shoulders relaxed, “Well, even if she worried,” he opens his eyes then, “She did because she loved you.” she saw his eyes glazed over, but his cheeks curved up in a smile, flexing under her touch “It’s how moms work.”

Bradley chuckles, “Yeah,it is.” he says, pulling her hands back to kiss her lips one more time, swallowing her light giggle but breaking the kiss before it deepened even more, “Man these weeks will be hard.” he whispers against her mouth, ‘For obvious reasons.”

“You are the one repeating it’s doctor’s orders.” she smiles, combing back his sandy locks, “It’s not like you can’t control yourself, right?”

She knew exactly what she was doing, with that little smile and the way her head tilted to the left. “...yeah…” he replies breathily, grinning before meeting her lips again, “It’s not like I can’t control myself.”

[mistiell]

“Quirks” MHA Characters Have Pt.1

A/N: Me? Writing for a fandom other than Arcane? Is this even allowed??? Yes, it is, bc it’s my blog and I said so :D

I did this for Arcane characters as well so if you’re interested in those, my masterlist is linked in my request rules that are pinned at the top of my page. Anyway, enjoy!

Izuku Midoriya

- He’s like a walking encyclopedia but for the most random knowledge imaginable

- Spouts these fun facts at random

- It’s kinda cute, tbh

- Seeks you out and clings to you in his sleep

- This poor boy has no idea how to take care of his hair

- Help him build at least a short curl care routine, please, I’m begging you-

- Like everything else he loves, he rambles about you to whoever will listen

- Has a several note books dedicated to you and your quirk

- Can and will eat your leftovers if you don’t want them

- Feels really bad about worrying you whenever he’s in the hospital

- You have keep reassuring him for awhile to make sure he knows you’re not mad at him

- Once you guys get comfy, he has a habit of playing with your fingers whenever he’s anxious or bored

- Does that things where he places a hand on your knee to stop it from bouncing

- Does not realizing how fucking hot it is-

- You know he really does have the purest of intentions when he does it ‘cause he cocks his head and shoots a subtle thumbs up to ask if you’re okay afterwards.

- He’s so sweet, I stg-

Katsuki Bakugo

- He has a pair of all might slippers that he only ever wears around his dorm

- If you tell anyone, he’ll kick your ass

- Not really, though, cause he loves you too much-

- Has a relatively complex skincare routine

- Will help you start your own if you ask nicely

- Pretends to be annoyed but secretly really happy that you asked

- Roasts the shit out of you on a daily basis

- but like

- in a romantic way

- Roast him back, he loves it

- Cooks for you whether you want him to or not

- Always has brings an extra snack for you whenever you train together

Todoroki

- The only thing he can cook to perfection is soba

- I know this is said all the time, but I wholeheartedly believe he would steal his dad’s credit card and take you shopping

- Insists you buy whatever you want

- Throws in some things he thinks would look nice on you too

- Once y’all get comfy, he will hug you anywhere and everywhere

- Doesn’t matter who’s watching, if he wants a hug, he’s getting one

- Literally has an arm around you 24/7

- It’s not even a possessive thing

- He just likes holding you in some way

- Will stop if you ask him to, though

Hitoshi Shinso

- Loves braiding/styling your hair

- He likes the domesticity of it

- Can sleep anywhere in any position during the day but cannot sleep at night

- This has led to many bizarre late night conversations

Shinso: Do you think snakes get sad about the fact that they can’t hug each other?

You: Baby, please, it is 3:00 in the morning-

- Sleeps a little better with you next to him, though

- And by that I mean he falls asleep at midnight instead of 4:00 am

- Loves getting coffee with you before class

- Insists on paying for your order

- Lives for building blanket forts for movie nights

- Goes all out with the fairy lights and a literal fuck ton of pillows so y’all are nice and cozy while you’re cuddling

[vixen-academia]

Summer Studying Challenge: Southern Hemisphere Edition

So, last year I did your own version of the summer studying challenge and we’re back! I really enjoyed it, it was pretty fun! So now this is the 22-23 edition!

🍦Infos🍦

The challenge is 100% inspired by @myhoneststudyblr summer challenge

The challenge goes from 1st December to 31st January, so we can do it during a part of South Hemisphere’s Summer

I’ll try to repost every post, you can mark them with #SouthernSummerChallenge

Everyday will have a different challenge

You can post pictures of your study sections, your readings or just of what are you doing!

If you have any questions, you can send me an ask!

🍦Rules🍦

If you want to join on the challenge, please reblog this post!

Catch-ups posts are 100% allowed! I know not everyone will be able to post everyday, so don’t worry!

If you do in any other social media, please give credits ❤️

The oficial star of out challenge is in December 1st, but feel fre to start whenever you want!

🍦Challenges🍦

🍧 Dec 1: Do you like summer?

🍹Dec 2: This is your first “normal summer” since the pandemic? How does it feel?

🍧 Dec 3: Are you on vacation yet?

🍹 Dec 4: Show us a summer reading!

🍧 Dec 5: How hot is the place you live?

🍹Dec 6: What’s your favourite summer activity?

🍧 Dec 7: What are your summer plans?

🍹Dec 8: What’s your favourite summer drink?

🍧 Dec 9: Do you have any plans to travelling during this summer?

🍹 Dec 10: That’s for my latam fellas: cold coffee during summer or hot coffe no matter what?

🍧 Dec 11: Do you have any “summer ritual”?

🍹Dec 12: If you could chose a course to do during the summer, what would be?

🍧 Dec 13: Do you and/or your family celebrate any holiday during summer?

🍹 Dec 14: Your actual “summer music” (or summer playlist) please!

🍧 Dec 15: Do you think you study better during summer?

🍹 Dec 16: Recommend us a “summer movie”!

🍧 Dec 17: Do you like to go take sunbaths?

🍹Dec 18: Do you like beach, river, lake or pool baths?

🍧 Dec 19: Tell us something you’re very excited about doing during this summer!

🍹Dec 20: Do you plan go to any summer school/summer course runner by your college or school?

🍧 Dec 21: Two things you like and two you dislike about summer!

🍹Dec 22: Any New Year’s resolutions ideas yet?

🍧 Dec 23: How many books you read so far?

🍹 Dec 24: If your family celebrates Christmas, they celebrate at 24th’s night or 25th’s day? (Latines will understand lol)

🍧 Dec 25: What are your goals to next year?

🍹Dec 26: There’s something you regret off? (Doing or not doing)

🍧 Dec 27: How it was your last day of classes in 2022?

🍹 Dec 28: Any plans for New Years Eve?

🍧 Dec 29: Say some good memories about 2022 :)

🍹Dec 30: Just take the day to look back to who you were this year. Are you happy with what you see?

🍧 Dec 31: The last night! Make a wish to 2023 ❤️

🍹Jan 1: How was your New Years Eave?

🍧 Jan 2: Do you usually do goals list? Do a academic and “for life” mini goals list for this year!

🍹 Jan 3: What were your “new year’s firsts”? (First read, first music, first rain bath etc)

🍧 Jan 4: When your classes start?

🍹Jan 5: Your fav summer fruit?

🍧 Jan 6: What color you link with summer?

🍹Jan 7: You study/studied during vacations?

🍧 Jan 8: The first week of 2023 is over! How do you feel?

🍹Jan 9: Do you like summer rains?

🍧Jan 10: Name one thing for each human senses that reminds you of summer

🍹Jan 11: Have you finished any book(s) yet? Which?

🍧 Jan 12: Tell us something you’re really excited about this year

🍹 Jan 13: A FRIDAY 13TH RIGHT IN THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR! You think it’s a good thing, a bad thing or are you just indifferent?

🍧 Jan 14: If you could have a summer trip to anywhere with your friends (or alone or with a loved one), with everything payed, where would you go?

🍹Jan 15: Favourite ice cream flavours!

🍧 Jan 16: How you usually dress yourself during summer?

🍹Jan 17: Tell us something new you learned this year

🍧 Jan 18: Do you feel anxious about going back to college?

🍹Jan 19: Pool party, luau or barbecue?

🍧 Jan 20: Did you try a new hobby this summer? Which?

🍹Jan 21: What’s the first movie you saw this year?

🍧 Jan 22: Did you chose your college or school classes already?

🍹Jan 23: Quick: a summer-friendly date idea. Go!

🍧 Jan 24: What’s your very first memory of summer time?

🍹Jan 25: The first month of the year is almost over… How do you feel about this?

🍧 Jan 26: Sunrise or sunset?

🍹Jan 27: If summer was a mythical creature, which one you think it would be?

🍧Jan 28: I challenge you to read or write a poetry about summer. Go!

🍹Jan 29: How do you like to spent you summer days?

🍧Jan 30: Tell us a fun fact about your relationship with summer.

🍹Jan 31: The challenge is over, but summer isn’t. This is a space so you can reflect about what you already did and what you want to do this summer (+ say if you enjoyed the challenge 😊)

[the-blackrose-reaper]

☀️Sunnydrop and Moondrop HC!🌙

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ and Moondrop🌙 are Pansexual.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ is very hyper. He does love his job, but it can be very tiring.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ puts others before himself. Which explains why his room is a mess, while the Daycare is clean. He refuses to let anyone in his room, but when Roxy was trying to move the Foxy poster; she found a secret passage and asked the others to come with her.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ can get very anxious, especially to rude parents. He doesn’t know how to handle them, except for banning their kid from the Daycare.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ is very good at picking up ‘warning signs’ if the kid is being neglected, abused etc. He would go out to the sunset and talk to 🌙Moondrop🌙 about it and 🌙Moondrop🌙 handles it from there.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ and 🌙Moondrop🌙 can communicate verbally to each-other if ☀️Sunnydrop☀️ goes outside during a sunset. It will confuse the system hence, letting 🌙Moondrop🌙 out.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ likes dressing up, especially in more ‘feminine’ outfits.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ and 🌙Moondrop🌙 hates Racists, Homophobes, Transphobic people (you get the idea, anything against people’s gender, rights, body or liking minors; they will hate and be disgusted)

-🌙Moondrop🌙 makes kids take their nap. He tells many stories before they sleep. He does sing sometimes, but he is embarrassed by it. He likes to scare the kids by opening his chestplate and reveal a printed picture of a dead boy at the end of one story; “The purple man.” Since FNAF SB isn’t showing that kids got killed and stuffed, he is playing a prank.

-🌙Moondrop🌙 is more of the ‘action’ guy. When ☀️Sunnydrop☀️ tells him about the kids who are showing signs of neglect, abuse, self harm etc. thoughts, he handles them in many ways. He tells ☀️Sunnydrop☀️ to turn off the lights if the said kid’s parents come. That’s when he does the ‘action’.Most of the time he would not give the child to the adult until security comes and arrest or question the adults. Sometimes he gives more attention to the kid or be more patient with them. There are few times were he had to call 911 due to the adults, but it was very rare.

-🌙Moondrop🌙 can get ticked off easily. He just gets irritated and violent for the little things,but he wasn’t always like that…

-🌙Moondrop🌙 swears… A lot.

-🌙Moondrop🌙 is a coffee addict. It tastes good.

-🌙Moondrop🌙 is an ✨AMAZING✨ singer. When he sings, his voice is so gentle, which is a big change from his regular voice.

-☀️Sunnydrop☀️ and 🌙Moondrop🌙 made an agreement to date someone that they both like, since they share the same body and they both have to agree when they should date someone.

-Both suffer from OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) I did all my research. OCD isn’t always about “BEING TIDY 24/7 and scrubbing one place over and over again. There are many symptoms. So keep in mind that I do not thing OCD is just a cleaning thing. It’s more than that.

(For the people who actually struggle with OCD, I hope you are doing well and getting treatment <)💗💖💖)

I will update it more, but this is what I have up on the top of my head.

[qui-02]

When you call him by his last name prank!

Characters: Atsumu,Bokuto,Suna,Tsukishima.

Note: I think I’m late doing this trend but it’s ok,lol. Have a good day/night everyone!

Pt.2 coming soon :)

He gets so scared,lol. He starts apologizing for small things that you didn’t even know he did “BABE! Please I can explain, I just couldn’t help but to watch the weakly episode of the series that we are watching!” He definitely goes ahead and gives you a peck on the lips and an apology hug thinking that that would do it. If you keep calling him by his last name he will definitely get so anxious and upset to the point he has to point it out because he can’t help it. He is wondering what happened to his cute little nicknames like “tsumu” or “babe”. “Angel, why do you keep calling me by my last name? I thought that ya loved me. Please tell me what I did so I can fix it.” He gave you puppy eyes while saying that. When you finally tell him that you just wanted to prank him he gets upset,lol. He is so pouty it’s cute. He is expecting your affection as an apology after.

Similar to Atsumu, he thinks that he has done something wrong and that is the reason that you are calling him by his last name. If you thought that he was already affectionate well you are wrong, he will act extra affectionate. He will also make sure that you have a smile on your face 24/7 because he does want to make you upset again. He is also in emo mode whenever you call him by his last name, he never thought that he would be missing the sound of your voice saying “Kou” or “my ace”. He shyly went to approach you at the end of the day “Umm, baby.” You looked up from your book to se a very sad Kutaro “yes Kutaro?” “Why have you been calling my by my last name baby owl? Aren’t you happy with me? Did I do something wrong?” You have to finally tell him because you weren’t expecting to see him that sad. When you finally tell him he is so upset,lol. He just stares at you like this😐 LOL!

This dude is always on social media so he knows the trends and stuff. Still he knows you are pranking him but that doesn’t mean that he likes it. He gets really annoyed since you keep calling him “suna” instead of what you usually call him. Since you keep doing it he will start calling you mean/salty nicknames like “brat, Stupid, (even by your last name aka L/N.)” You weren’t expecting this response but your boyfriend was clearly enjoying it. “Oh what’s wrong L/N?? Why so pouty ba- I mean L/N” He is so used to calling you baby that he almost forgot that he was supposed to make you slightly angry. At the end he gave up and shyly asked you to stop “babeeee, could you stop being a little brat and stop calling me by my last name? It feels weird, you sound like Atsumu, I don’t like that.”LOL. You just laughed at the last bit but you agreed. Now he is happy :)

When he hears you calling him “tsukishima” instead of “Kei” or “tsukki” he gets slightly upset and of course he gets salty. You are one of the few people that have the privilege of calling him by his first name. Does the same like Suna, does it to you. After a while he realized that it’s one of your TikTok pranks. As the day goes own he has a frown and is grumpy to everyone, R.I.P Yams. You have to do something or else he will keep throwing salt to everyone so you give in. “Hey Kei! How was practice” “it was alright. I thought you wanted to start calling me again by my last name so you can go ahead and stop calling me by my first name” Yep, he is still grumpy. “Look I’m sorry, I thought that I would be funny but I guessed it backfired. What about if we go to the coffee shop and get some strawberry shortcake? My treat! He he couldn’t say no so he agreed, now he is happy because you make him happy and strawberry shortcake makes him happy 2, and maybe Yams…

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A Lesson In Romance #7: False Start

Spencer Reid x Fem!BAU!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Just a lot of awkward vibes hahaha

Word Count: 1.7k

Plot: Reader keeps getting caught in rom-com situations with Spencer Reid. This time, they try to confess their feelings.

A/N: I didn’t actually manage to include the definition of a False Start in the chapter itself, so I’ll add it at the end. No spoilers for now!

Masterlist | All chapters here!

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It took you 24 hours to decide that you were going to do something about your feelings for the good doctor. Pretty quick, considering you were a living, breathing rom-com cynic. But as ancient Greek philosopher, Heraclitus, once said: "The only constant in life is change".

Specifically, change happened after you woke up in your cute co-worker and dear friend's arms and you wanted nothing more than to get back into them as fast as possible.

But by the universal laws of working in the BAU, catching a break seemed to be the hardest when you actually wanted one.

Firstly, it was like every serial killer in the country decided to cancel their vacations simultaneously, swamping the team with urgent case after case. At this point, you were more familiar with the couch on the jet than your bed at home, and everyone was feeling the strain.

Secondly, if you weren't sleeping, you were usually out in the field chasing unsubs with Derek or Rossi. You had stopped holding out hope for being paired with Spencer — on account of your areas of specialty overlapping too much, and Hotch not being the type of leader to waste his resources — and as a result:

Thirdly, getting even ten minutes alone with the genius became an impossible task, and not for lack of trying either. At the start of the month, the two of you had tried to adapt your breakfast ritual to the road, but it always got interrupted mid-coffee order or even at the ding of the lift. Not that you and Spencer stopped trying, no, but your patience was wearing thin.

So you did something you hadn't done since you submitted your application to join the BAU — you prayed for a chance.

Because every day that you didn't admit your feelings to the doctor was another day fighting the compulsion to tell somebody else about them, and god only knows what a room full of profilers (and one nosy tech analyst) would do with that kind of information.

Then, out of the blue, the door of opportunity opened.

After two weeks of straight travel, the team had earned a well-deserved one night’s rest in your own beds before dealing with a local case, bright and early tomorrow morning. And since your flight landed at 2am and all the trains had stopped by then, this gave you the perfect shot to execute your plan.

Unfortunately, you forgot to take into account the most important factor — your nerves.

It didn't help that Derek had wolf-whistled in the carpark as the two of you walked off in the same direction, nor that Spencer immediately put your favourite album into the CD player out of instinct; an overly domestic action that made your heart beat even faster.

But it was when you arrived in front of his apartment building that you felt the worst of it. As you tried to summon the right words to your lips, your heart hammered in your chest and your thoughts jumbled themselves into nonsense.

"Are you ok?" Spencer asked, snapping you out of your anxious spiral instantly. "You don't look so well."

"I-I'm fine." Your fingers twitched nervously.

"Doesn't seem like it." He looked down at your hands, and you cursed your subconscious brain for giving you away. Then, he placed a hand over yours and your heart stopped.

"You're not alright, that's for sure, but it seems like it's just sleep deprivation." He assessed, bending slightly to look at your face. "You can't drive in this state. Do you want to come in?”

Your head snapped up to meet his gaze, ready to protest, but Spencer beat you to it. "Let’s go. You wanted to talk about something, right?" He called out, already one foot out of the car.

Before you could realise what was happening, you found yourself sitting on Spencer's couch holding a warm cup of tea.

This was the first time you were in his apartment. Yet, it was exactly what you thought it'd be like. Every wall was lined with bookshelves, filled to max capacity with books of every topic imaginable from neuroscience to philosophy. Those that didn't make it to the shelves were found in random stacks around his apartment, standing out against his forest green walls.

"Did you know that chamomile tea is a natural remedy for insomnia? In fact, it is commonly regarded as a mild tranquilizer. It's calming effects may be attributed to the antioxidant apigenin, which binds to specific receptors in your brain that initiate sleep and reduce anxiety." He explained, walking over with his own mug.

"I actually did know that." You smiled. The tea seemed to work its magic because you did feel relaxed, and you must have looked it too, because the worried frown disappeared off Spencer's face.

"Didn't know you were a tea person." You commented lightly, blowing the steam from your mug.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." He replied mysteriously, and you raised your eyebrows.

Spencer's apartment was too quiet, no rumbling fridge or quiet radio playing in the background to make your awkward silence any less pronounced. It was then that you noticed he didn't have a TV. Somehow this fact didn't surprise you very much.

"You... you wanted to talk to me about something?" He broke the silence, looking down at the hot tea swirling in his mug.

Right. You were here to talk about your feelings. Your face flushed as you tried to summon your willpower, again.

"I wanted to tell you something—" You began shakily. "But before that, I just want to preface, we can ignore this entire thing if you don't agree. I mean, I really enjoy our friendship as it is, and I wouldn't want to do anything to affect tha—"

"Wait." Spencer interrupted urgently, before catching himself. "Sorry, um, before that, can I say something?"

"Um, ok, shoot." You replied meekly, trying to hide your relief behind a long sip of tea. There was a pause as he gathered his thoughts, and you might have been seeing things, but he looked almost... nervous? 

"The day we met, I calculated the probability of meeting somebody that shared my exact coffee order and the result was almost one in a million.” He finally spoke, lifting his head to meet your gaze. “That probability decreased when I factored in working together, sharing the same interests, and... and how I enjoyed spending time with you more than with anybody else."

Spencer cleared his throat, a blush coming onto his cheeks.

"Ever since then... my life just started making sense. I know I’m a scientist, not a poet, and I could tell you all the statistics about relationships in the world, but when it comes to you...”

His cheeks were crimson now, as he ran his fingers through his hair. You had a feeling yours looked the same.

"I guess, what I'm trying to say, is that I think you're beautiful and smart, and I have no idea what you see in me, but I'd really—"

Suddenly, both your phones buzzed violently against his coffee table, jolting you out of the moment. You leaned over in a trained motion, only to see exactly what you expected:

Garcia: No rest for the wicked, crime fighters. Conference room in 30.

Penny: No rest for the wicked, crime fighters. Conference room in 30.

You let out a sigh you didn't realise you were holding, and Spencer looked over at you, doe-eyed and nervous.

“The case?" He asked quietly.

There was a silence filled with words unsaid. "We should go." He said finally. "If we leave now, we can still make it on time."

You only nodded in response, more out of duty than desire, and gulped down the rest of your tea. The thought of what he was about to say burned down your throat.

Driving away from Spencer’s apartment was torturous. The doctor hadn’t said anything to you since he entered the car, only fiddling with his bag as he looked out the window. It was too dark to read his expression, but you wondered if he could still hear the way he called you “beautiful”, or whether the moment had already dissolved into the space between you.

Luckily, you didn’t need to wait long for an answer, as Spencer tugged on your sleeve before you exited the carpark, his face scrunched in worry.

"I really didn't mean for that to be so... weird. Can we talk about this again after the case?" He asked softly, and despite every semblance of logic left in your brain, you couldn’t stop the hope from blooming in your chest and you smiled.

That was when Spencer did something completely uncharacteristic. (You didn't know this at the time, but it was something that you would tease him about for a long time after.)

In one fluid movement, the doctor pulled you into a tight hug that elicited a squeak from you, but it only took a second for the initial shock to wear off before you relaxed completely into his warm touch. He took that as a sign to continue, burying his head into your shoulder and letting out a content sigh.

Unlike waking up to your bodies intertwined, nothing about this was a mistake. Not the way his fingers stroked your back peacefully, nor the way his curly hair tickled your cheek. You felt the stress of the past two weeks melt away in his embrace, and so did any coherent thought, except one: normal friends didn't hug each other like this.

Later when the two of you finally entered the conference room, miraculously still on time, nobody commented on the smiles plastered on your faces but everybody could tell. They were profilers after all.

But for the first time in awhile, you were just too happy to care.

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Definition of a False Start here