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claramurphyqueenoffandoms · 4 years ago

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Well, I had a weird dream last night. At least, I think it was all a dream. Parts of it might have been me imagining it while I was half-asleep, I don’t know.

So, it starts out, Milo is in a coma. He was on an adventure with Cavendish and Dakota, but Murphy’s Law happened. Some alien generator or a portal exploded or something, and he got hurt, like way worse than usual. Now he won’t wake up. The doctors called Milo’s family, and Cavendish and Dakota are there waiting for them. They feel just awful because they let him get hurt (though it wasn’t actually their fault) and Cavendish takes out this pocketwatch. I think he was gonna give it to Milo as a birthday present, but now he can’t. But he gives it to Dakota, who loops it around and puts it on Milo like a necklace. I could see them saying something like ‘please, kid, come back.’

But this whole time Milo’s asleep or in a coma, he’s aware of what’s going on except he can’t hear them. I couldn’t hear them either (but the dreamers get special privileges like knowing what’s being said without hearing it, I guess). All he can hear are these weird ethereal singing voices that keep glitching in and out. Suddenly, the whole world kind of glitches, and he wakes up, and he and his hospital bed are in this weird room with these four other people.

…Okay, this might be a good time to tell you, this dream was basically VoicePlay’s “Queen in 5 Minutes,” but with all Disney XD characters. (I think it was because I’d been watching the video on loop basically all afternoon, including right before I went to bed. Because that video is seriously awesome.)

So these four other DXD characters are the gods of Death in this multiverse.

- Varian was Layne/Guardian, and he was wearing this grey furry vest and carrying a sword. But as soon as I saw him, I thought, he’s got Cass’s sword and Quirin’s vest. So that was super cool.

- Stan Pines was Eli/Yama Nirvana, and his 8-ball cane was gold.

- Scrooge McDuck was Geoff/Baron, and he was wearing his normal clothes, except the collar was red and the rest was black.

- Wander was J. None/Anubis. He was wearing this jacket with the star from his hat all over it.

Also, they all had the face paint on them. It was probably not very much like the video, it was kind of vague, but they did all have some kind of face paint designs.

Okay, so they’re the gods of death in the DXD multiverse. All of them died at one point or another (and most of their shows died too), so they were given the choice to either pass on or become gods of death. Scrooge was a little different, because his show wasn’t dead, but I think what it was was kind of like the Doctor, but also kind of like that Greek myth about Persophone, where every time something happens that kills him, he goes and has to do a shift as a god of death, then comes back. I just kinda knew that was the case, though, I don’t think they said it. I kinda want to figure out how on earth he got into a situation like that. (Now that I think about it, though, that’d probably be why there are so many hiatuses.) But the whole point is, when Milo went into his coma, they saw he was gonna die, and so they shifted reality to bring him into this special inbetween room. If he gives in here, he gets to be a god of death with them (basically forever).

So they all got introduced to Milo, by their names appearing beside their heads like in the video. Which Milo could apparently read. And after they’re all introduced, Wander just dances over to Milo and yanks his heart out, singing cheerfully. Man, he don’t care. He takes the scales out of his hat to weigh it. Once he’s done, he puts it all back in his hat, and throws that off to the side. Then Milo falls out of his bed, and in this he knows they’re all from cartoons and stuff, and he’s like, I think my writers are forgetting about me, so that’s why I’ve been so weak ever since I got back (from Octalia I guess?) So he’s actually getting scared, because he doesn’t have his backpack, he’s not being backed by his writers, and he’s not strong enough to fight back on his own, and he’s all alone. His friends won’t find him here.

And he was imagining them wandering through this weird mystical dimension hospital—Zack, Melissa, Cavendish, and Dakota—sneaking around, trying to find him without getting caught. They kept avoiding the other people in the hospital. I’m not sure what qualified as a patient and what qualified as a doctor or nurse or something, but they had to avoid them both. They kept almost running into Bill Cipher as a human, which was something they had to avoid or something very bad would happen to them. They met Baby Cavenpus, I think. And Richard Maxwell. Which didn’t quite make sense, because he’s not from a DXD show? But whatever. They also kept seeing these five shadowy figures down at the end of hallways, and I kept thinking they were like the ghosts of VoicePlay or something. But the MML group met some of the patients in the hospital, which were… let me think, I seem to remember Ford, and Quirin, and… dang it, what was the purple horse’s name? … yeah, I don’t remember. Maybe it’ll come to me later. But anyway, they were all patients, and trying to escape, and find their friends/family (I guess not knowing they were now gods of death). So they teamed up with the MML gang to find their friends. But they passed right by where Milo’s room was, because it didn’t have a door, or maybe it was invisible.

Then it went back to Milo. He thought they were actually passing by his room, or thought he saw them, and he yelled for them, but they didn’t hear him. And he wonders why they couldn’t find him. Then Scrooge puts his cane under Milo’s chin like in the video and says this isn’t a plane of reality people can just find. Milo is actually scared now, too scared to move. Where did I go wrong, he wonders? Scrooge lifts his cane and makes him stand, and he tells him he’s done nothing wrong, it’s not about that. No, it’s not exactly fair, but neither is life. And he takes his cane back and starts singing the part from the song. The other three are just glaring at him the whole time, partly because he’s the only one who’s still technically alive. But he slams his cane into the floor and makes Milo fall back onto the bed, and he sings the part about bad mistakes, and “I-I-I-I’ve made a fe-e-ew.” He didn’t even sound like Geoff, he literally sounded like Scrooge McDuck singing. The others are rolling their eyes, like, yeah, a few. But he’s ignoring them, and says he’s had to deal with all that, but he came through in the end. And the others are singing the background parts about “He could go on and on and on…”

He does this evil laugh (well, maybe not evil, but you know what I mean) and he looked like he was about to continue, but then Stan and Wander and Varian start singing “We Are the Champions” all together, and Scrooge just gives them a death glare like, you wicked warblers, ye stole mah part. But they’re totally ignoring him, except for Stan, who’s just flaunting it. And Milo’s here in the middle of it, watching this whole rivalry thing play out. Wander and Varian are ignoring all that, though, just singing at the top of their lungs, and Wander dancing around, and being so friendly to Varian and getting him to have fun and dance around with him, and they seriously looked like they were having a super fun time, those two. #cinnamonrolls I think they’re trying to get Milo to dance and sing too, and he almost looked like he wanted to, but he held back. But while Wander and Varian are completely ignoring the rivalry of the other two, Stan sings right in Scrooge’s face, and Scrooge does the thing in Stan’s eye like “No time for losers,” and Stan starts to get mad.

So then he starts yelling at Scrooge, and everyone else shuts up to watch. I’m not entirely sure how this whole part went, but it was a lot about the rivalry. I think it might have played twice in the dream. The first time he was getting mad specifically at Scrooge, because they were partners(-in-crime) and worked together to make money, but Scrooge went on and did his own thing, got rich and successful and all. Oh, wow, just like his brother. But yeah, he was mad about it, and he’s like, yeah, you happy about that? Then… you know, I think it did play twice. The second time, he was just talking about his life in general. And Stan’s like, you think you had it tough, Mister Zillionaire? Look at all the crap I had to put up with, and all the stuff I had to pull to fix that stupid portal, and save my stupid brother, and I still died trying to stop a stupid triangle, and you’re talking about troubles? I had to stand ALL the heat, how long can you do it? How long before you have to face the bullets and die like the rest of us? And guess what, you might still have some kind of life, that might be your little solo here, but death is OUR beat. This time, it’s our call. We get to decide what happens now. It was actually kind of a cool speech.

And I think it kind of gets the others on his side about this, and they join in the argument. They all want to decide what happens to Milo now, so they’re going back and forth about it. I think Stan wants to decide for himself, Wander wants to take him somewhere else, Varian wants them to stick to the rules, and nobody is sure what Scrooge wants. Then they all just jump in at the same time to grab Milo, to pull him to whatever fate they decide, or to keep the others from taking him, because they all have different ideas of what his fate should be. And it’s like in the video, where they’re all surrounding him, and Stan’s cane and Varian’s (well, Cass’s) sword crossed over his chest.

Of course, Milo is freaking out over this whole process. I mean, how would you like four gods of Death fighting over you with their weapons at your throat? He shuts his eyes tight and just screams PLEASE STOP, I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!! The others stop pulling at him, but just stay right where they are. I can’t handle this, he says, it’s just too much pressure. All of you trying to drag me away to my death. But then he starts singing “Pressure” from his show, instead of the song from this part in the video. Musical accompaniment from nowhere, of course, for literally the only time in the dream. And… wait, were there words? I think there were. I think he sang his own lyrics to it, but I have no idea what they were. Dang it, why can’t I ever remember the songs in my dreams??

But the others are like, well fine, fair point, but we’re the gods of death here, whaddya WANT US to do? And he just replies by singing the part from the song “I want to break FREE-E-E-E!” and throws his hand in the air. And for some reason that knocks all of them back, and they’re all really confused. But Milo just looks at them and he’s like, you really don’t care what happens to me, you just care about yourself and this crazy rivalry. You don’t need me, and I don’t need any of this. Well if your so smart, what do you think you need, they ask? And he says, I don’t know what I need. All I know is I want to break free from all this. They shake their heads as they step closer. ‘Fraid you can’t do that. It’s not your choice. And the lights go dim, because time’s almost up. Milo realizes now: he’s about to die.

I think here it went back to the MML gang and the patients. Because apparently they aren’t just in Milo’s imagination anymore, and they’re just randomly really there. The whole thing could’ve been Milo’s dream, but I kinda don’t think so. But they saw the lights in the hospital go dim, and somehow knew that meant Milo was going to die. Maybe the patients knew, like Ford or something. So they rushed to find him quick. But then they went around a corner and ran right into the human Bill Cipher. He looked a little like the tall red guy in Hazbin Hotel, except yellow and black, and, you know, BILL. (I haven’t watched the show, but I’ve seen a few clips in music videos) So they all ran away, and he kept chasing them through the halls of the hospital. Here it kinda turned into nightmare, because it seemed like we just couldn’t get away. (oh and in this part of the dream, I was seeing it through Cavendish’s eyes, not just watching it happen). At one point, I think the patients turned around to fight him, but he made the blue chains appear around their necks and pulled them back to him. Then he started chasing us again. When he was chasing us, they weren’t there, though. We couldn’t get away. It was like almost every time we turned a corner to get away from him, he was there where we were about to go, ready to spring. We kept running, but he finally cornered us. The patients were there again, floating chained in the air behind him and struggling to get free. I think it was only Ford and Quirin this time though? Not… SYLVIA! That was her name! Sylvia. But she wasn’t there at the time for whatever reason. But we were cornered, and I was just so upset (well, Cavendish was). Cavendish said he let Milo get hurt and he’s about to die, and now he’s led two more kids and his best friend right into Death’s hands. He says he’s sorry to them, and whispers it to Milo, like “I’m sorry, Milo.”

Well, I don’t know if you’d say Milo felt that or what, but I think he did. In his last few moments, Milo looks down and finds the pocketwatch Cavendish and Dakota gave him, and he touches it and thinks about them. They’re like these crazy sci-fi uncles to him, but they’re really his friends. And then he remembers his family, and Zack and Melissa and his other friends, and he just really hopes they think of him after all this, because he misses them a lot. The moment he gives in, he’ll be losing all of them.

I feel like there was a part of the dream that I remembered here that didn’t actually happen before, where Bill said that Cavendish and Dakota were supposed to die, and he’d let the other two go if they agreed to stay, because he’d been cheated out of getting Cavendish way too many times, so he wanted them both now. He couldn’t let Milo go, because he was in with the gods of Death, nobody can get him out of there. And I think Cavendish and Dakota just looked at each other and nodded, and Dakota told the other two to say bye to Milo for them, and Cavendish stepped up to shake Bill’s hand. Of course the thing about it is that I just kind of remembered this as happening, in the middle of the scene with Milo, but I hadn’t seen it happen. Dreams are weird.

But I remembered that happening, and I thought, well, Milo is still losing them all. He’s losing C&D to death and losing all the others to life. He can never see any of them again until the moment they die. And this time, the others around him are just quiet. They all had to leave people behind when this happened, too, and they know this is the case for all of them. Most of them are also remembering the people they lost in life too (Scrooge lost Della, Stan lost Ford, Varian lost Quirin). So they know how this poor kid feels. But they’re like, they say it should be easy, but even though it isn’t, these are the rules. This is how you gotta play the game, and now it’s your turn. Just give in.

And it was at that moment that I suddenly thought, wait, did you seriously just invite Milo freaking Murphy to play a freaking game?

Well, I think Milo must have had the same thought, because he stands up on his bed and rips out all the cords and IVs hooked up to him. Then the lights suddenly undim and he looks around at them and he says, you know what, you can knock me right down with whatever you’ve got, but I’m always getting back up again! Then he points right at the camera (or whatever it is in a dream—I remember thinking he was talking to Dan and Swampy) and he sings, you think you can love me and leave me to die? Well, sorry, but you can’t! I’m getting out of here, and I’m getting back to my family and friends, because I’ve got something no game and none of you can beat!

So then, Varian draws Cass’s sword, and he’s like, careful, I like you, but if you try anything crazy, I’m gonna have to use this. But then Milo looks down at his hand, and it starts supercharging with this red energy: Murphy’s Law. He then shoots it right at Varian, who vanishes in a puff of smoke. And here I was aware of two scenes going on at the same time, this one and the one with the others. When Milo shot Murphy’s Law at Varian and made him disappear, Quirin’s chain snapped. When Milo turns and does the same to Stan and Wander, the chains for Ford and Sylvia (who’s back now I guess) snap too. Bill is freaking out because he doesn’t understand what’s happening (and neither do the MML gang). But I think they can hear the song going on, and they know Milo’s doing something. And Milo does the exact line from the song, “I’ll face it with a grin, I’m never giving in, oh no,” while Scrooge is giving him this smile that says, go on lad, you’ve earnt it. He shoots Scrooge with Murphy’s Law, and he vanishes too. Bill gets knocked back on the ground when that happens, and the wall nearby turns into a door. So the MML gang run toward it, because it’s Milo’s door. Then Milo turns right toward the camera and sings “SHOW MUST GO ON!” before turning around and walking up to the curtains behind his bed. Behind him, the others come through the door. He opens the curtains…

And wakes up in his bed. Cavendish and Dakota sit up straight in their chairs and gasp. They look at each other like, wait we’re still here? Was that real? But then Milo groans, and they see he’s there and he’s alive. And they both come over and hug him. Milo just says, thanks guys. Then Zack and Melissa rush in, and when they see Milo, they give each other the same kind of looks C&D just did. Then they run over and hug Milo too. It’s a very happy tearful reunion, and then it fades out into white, just like the video.

And I mean, that’s not exactly the end of the dream, because then there was this kind of dream epilogue or something, where the four guys are just watching the happy ending from the white place that the ending faded into. They’re actually looking pretty pleased. I think they cheer when Milo’s family comes in a minute later. They start talking about how it was better he didn’t become one of them just yet, he’s still got his life to live. Stan looks over at Scrooge and is like, I bet you just set the whole thing up to prove it, huh? Prove the kid? And Scrooge replies, believe me, I wasn’t about to rouse your rivalry without a very good reason.

But what about that dreamtime death demon, he asks? And Stan’s like, don’t you worry, I think there’s some people that’ll be more than ready to give him his. Cue Bill getting up surrounded by Ford, Quirin, and Sylvia. He laughs and says, you really think you’re gonna be able to stand up to me, with the power I have over you? Ford says not really, but they probably will, and thumbs behind him. And the ghosts of VoicePlay come up and they look mad, because Bill messed with their reality and put it together with all these others and made it all crazy like this, so they go beat him up.

Stan and Scrooge laugh. But now they don’t have anything to do, because Milo was the last thing on their list. So Wander is just like, let’s have a dance party, and Varian’s like, yeah man, let’s do it, and highfives him. Or however many fingers they have. And they just start dancing, to… I don’t know what the song was. It might’ve just been made up. Or maybe it was part of the actual song? I don’t know. And I think there might’ve been more, like another dream, but I don’t really remember it. I think it was another one with VoicePlay.

So yeah, that’s about it. I just spent the last three hours typing that up, as soon as I got up, so hopefully it’s good? It’s just so bizarre, but also kind of cool? And I haven’t had cool dreams like this in a while, so it was definitely welcome. I guess it’s kind of an indicator of what’s going on in my brain these days.

(now I kinda wanna fic it)

#crazy dreams #disney xd #VoicePlay #milo murphy's law #gravity falls #ducktales #tangled: the series #wander over yonder #Adventures in odyssey #(slightly)

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harapeveco · 4 years ago

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Im kinda new to E ve and Karanokioku, like to the whole story, Ive been listening to E ves songs for a long time, but I was wondering what the whole thing with Pattun an Kurukuru fighting alot was about? And the jokes with Hitotsume being DDT's dad? Im all here for it just curios

Omg I never thought I would get an ask like this....sorry if the answer is kinda messy.

Ok so both of those things are not really related nor canon to the overall “plot” of Eve’s MVs nor knk (it’s too early to tell since we are still on chapter 7), it’s more me sharing headcanons I have about these characters.

You see, to me, the Mah characters are like some sort of dysfunctional family in which Hitotsume is the dad and the rest are just bros who don’t really like each other....you know like usual sibling stuff.

So! Regarding the Kuru and Pattun thing! To me Kuru is just tired and wants to have a peaceful life while Pattun is just....idk a crackhead? He gives chaotic mad scientist vibes to me so he’s just there to cause chaos because he can.

Regarding Hitotsume and DDT! The joke about Hito not wanting to be his dad is that DDT can’t technically be called part of the Eve Cinematic Universe (or ECU for short) bc 1) DDT wasnt written by Eve and 2) it seems as if the “lore” or “plot” became more relevant or started to be there with the Bunka album, while DDT is from the Official Number album....the joke is that despite DDT being a Mah character, he’s not considered part of the family.

Please know that everything I post on this account are my headcanons or just incorrect quotes that give me a certain character vibe but no more than that. Nothing in here is canon, just made for funsies that everyone can enjoy!

#answered ask

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mysimsloveaffair · 5 years ago

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anotherplumbob

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omg it's already Alida's bday! time flies

I know...she’ll be an elder before long =(

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I know...I really wanted her to be a part of the wedding 😭

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Come thru sis! ��❤

😍😍😍 Always!

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“In the bedroom, Lea doesn’t see a thing…but Peri obviously does....”

Hahaha she’s actually a good grandma! Who would have guessed?

Right! She’s sort of being pushed into it. Peri’s going to have to teach her because Lea is so unsure.

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Omg she doesn’t even know they’re married now

Yeah...there’s still a lot of distance in their relationship. Maybe they can bridge that gap.

anotherplumbob

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“We all grab breakfast and head to the table. Alice: What do you want...”

She looks so sad tho :(

I know...Alice is basically ruining her plans

anotherplumbob

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“After we’re dressed and ready for the day…we join Alice and Q Sr. in...”

Look at this cutie! :D

Thanks! 😍

anotherplumbob

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Look at that! ��

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anotherplumbob

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So beautiful and such a great song

Thanks so much!

anotherplumbob

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Gorgeous dress...so sad she’s not enjoying this tho

I know...losing Mama Nadine really brought her mood down =( She didn’t feel any better until they were actually married.

anotherplumbob

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YESS! Love that hair on her

Thanks! It was first used on Mama Nadine so I thought it very fitting for Michelle to sport it as well!

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“Alida: I can’t get married today… Michelle: That’s why I wanted to...”

Awwww ❤️that’s what they were talking about.

Yep! 😍

anotherplumbob

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Oh no!! :(

😭 I just needed her to last one more day

anotherplumbob

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Awwwwww she made it

She would give anything to make it to Alida’s special day!

anotherplumbob

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“I can see the hurt on his face. Quincy: You can’t or you don’t want...”

Tbh I never got this thing with women taking their husbands last names. Where I come from women keep their last names and men keep their last names. Their children have two last names (paternal surname and maternal surname).

That system actually makes a lot of sense! I like that.

anotherplumbob

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And why is it so important to you Q?

Tradition can be a bitch...

anotherplumbob

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Hyphen it!

Yep...easy solution!

anotherplumbob

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Oh Peri you have so much to learn lol

Right! Especially with two parents who work from home all day.

anotherplumbob

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This is gonna be so pretty!

!!!!!

anotherplumbob

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Yaassss❤️❤️❤️❤️so happy for them

Thanks! I was holding my breath, because I honestly thought she’d say no. It’s not the first time that has happened in my game. lol

anotherplumbob

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😍😍😍

anotherplumbob

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Aww they have more in common than I thought

They do!

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Im so happy they’re finally having a heart to heart. This was long overdue!

I agree!

anotherplumbob

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She’s the best!

Thanks! I love her so much!

anotherplumbob

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At the same time, Alice should respect the bond between Alida and Mama Nadine, and her dissing her like that is not cool at all

Yes...it was downright rude!

anotherplumbob

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“Quincy Jr.: *to Alice* Calm down…we can go to lunch to - Alice: Don’t...”

Tbh they both have a point. They could go visit Mama Nadine any other day. Alida shouldn’t stand in the mom/son relationship between Alice and Q and I actually think it’s a cute thing they go on an annual lunch together just the two of them

Alida may have been more understanding if Alice would have said it in another way. She was so abrasive.

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Poor Michelle :(

I know =(

anotherplumbob

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Michelle is looking hoooot

Thanks!

anotherplumbob

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Alida is gonna get ripped in no time!

She’s definitely working on it.

anotherplumbob

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That doesn’t look very legit lol

Nope - I still don’t know exactly what that was about! lol

anotherplumbob

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Wow, I didn’t expect Alice to be so reasonable. I hope she behaves accordingly

*snickers* We’ll see!

anotherplumbob

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A brother or sister for Peri?hmm

That seems to be on everybody’s mind - lol

anotherplumbob

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Q knows what to say xD

I think it’s his romantic trait =)

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It’s so good that Q is taking her side on this

Yes...100%

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“Alice: Can you please tell your girlfriend not to curse around Peri?...”

Mah god, woman, can you take care of yourself own children or adopt some more if you wanna raise them? Let Q and Alida raise their children as they please

Yes...Alice is a mess...and she’s 100% annoying - lol

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“I wake up from my nap and leave the bedroom. The first thing I see is...”

Omg true! :( she missed her daughters first time at the beach. She stole they moment from her. God I hate that woman

She’s so spiteful =(

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“Peri enjoys playing in the sand very much. It doesn’t take her very...”

Shes so cute! I can’t ��

Thanks! 😍

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“Alice: No words for your gran-ny today? Anything? Prosperity: Ass!...”

KISS HER ASS GRAMS

Ha! lol

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“Alice takes Peri into the bedroom and begins trying to teach her to...”

This woman wants to raise Peri all by herself. She would kidnap her if she could.

I have no doubts about that!

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“I go to the bathroom attached to the room that Q and I are sharing....”

I suggest: “hey Q, is your mother a besh to everyone or does she hate me in particular?”

lol - She’s definitely had itchy moments in the past

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“Q Sr.’s words seem to have hit a nerve. Alice gets up looking huffy...”

Sharing a roof with Alice for 2 months is gonna be HARD

It’ll take a lot of prayer and meditating - lol

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“I sit down at the table as Q’s dad chimes in. Quincy Sr.: They have to...”

Hahaha “and suddenly I’m very tired” xD she can’t be bothered with this conversation anymore

😂

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“Alice: I hope you don’t mind me feeding her. She seemed like she was...”

So she’s right. But of course she could have been nicer (or perhaps offered to help earlier if she knows so much?)

Right! It’s the way she says things that tends to rub floks the wrong way

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“Alice: I hope you don’t mind me feeding her. She seemed like she was...”

Tbh Alice is right. You need to introduce new foods slowly. And be careful with salt etc. I have a 7 month old niece and I’m learning so much about that xD

Good point

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“His next words confirm it… Quincy: Well, I’m tired and I’m going to...”

Kind of reminds me of Alida when they first started dating. He wanted her to come clean and she did but then he prefers to act as if their life experiences growing up were the same? I get why Alida is a little mad here

I do too. She knew they were well off, but this is another level

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“His next words confirm it… Quincy: Well, I’m tired and I’m going to...”

Q can’t keep avoiding all the uncomfortable conversations...

Right!

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“Lea sighs and takes another look at a previously read message on her...”

So proud of these steps she’s taking!

Yes...I love to see characters grow and I definitely have plans for Lea

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“Lea turns off the TV and goes into the bedroom. This is the nicest...”

�� seeing stuff from her perspective...it really helps understand her motives. I’m hopeful now

Yes! That was important to me!

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“It’s been a few hours since Alida, her baby, and boyfriend left for...”

Im happy for her but I don’t trust her yet. I hope she doesn’t blow it

She has a bit of work to do to earn trust

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“Claudia: So how are you enjoying motherhood so far? Alida: It’s...”

Oh no ��

Raul and Michelle have a lot of growing to do. They need to get to the bottom of their issues with each other.

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“Peri is overdue for a nap…luckily Michelle finishes her bedroom right...”

So pretty! Michelle did an amazing work

Thanks! Michelle has a good eye for design and makeup. She could have easily gone into fashion or interior decorating.

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“Quincy: That’s not funny man. I’m not gonna let you insult my girl....”

That’s my Q! ��

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“Alida: Private school? I hurry over to where Roman is sitting… Alida:...”

Lol Peri

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“Q enters the house with Roman right behind him. He walks over to Peri...”

Kick him out NOW

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“Meanwhile, after Q’s jog… Roman: What’s up Q! Quincy: Roe! What up...”

WHATTHEHELL

This whole situation was unplanned. I just happened to look into Q’s relationship panel and saw that he and Roman were good friends. I couldn’t resist adding him to the mix after that because I know Alida hates him so much!

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“It’s 4 in the morning. Q and I are up to give Peri one last...”

Awwww she’s so cute!! ❤️

Thanks! 😍

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“Q lifts Peri out of the crib and cuddles her while I open up my...”

Yessss! She’s grown so much! So proud of her

Same here!

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“I would love to hear more about that, but before I get a chance to ask...”

I have such a bad feeling about all this

😬😬😬

#anotherplumbob #nothingshyofaverage #replies

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little-ki · 5 years ago

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50 Day Challenge: Hatake Kakashi

Read the Full Challenge on AO3

Prompt: Write a scene using the line “Wait, these codes aren’t right.”

Song Inspiration: Answer- Ateez

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A breeze blows the curtains of an open window.

It’s a cold, quiet night. The wind blows into the room, rustling the pages on top of the desk. There’s a light scratching noise coming from the floor. The sound gets louder, the scratching turning into grinding until there's a pop from the floor and a tile is pushed up and soundlessly moved to the side.

A black silhouette slowly climbs up through the hole and takes a spray from their pocket to expose the laser security in the room. They begin nimbly ducking, weaving, and bending around the lasers until they reach the table. Slightly pulling down their mask, they breathe onto the fingerprint scanner on the table, revealing the owner’s fingerprint and deactivating the security system.

Another, much larger silhouette also crawls out of the hole and briskly moves toward the desk, muttering quietly into his headset, “I can’t believe that worked.” His partner rolls her eyes as she continues trying to gain access into the system. He leans over and whistles when the information comes up on the screen, “That’s a lot of weapons for a humanitarian mission.”

She smacks his shoulder with one hand while still typing with the other, “Stop that. We’re just here to copy what we need, then we’re out of here.”

“I’m not doing anything though?” He says quietly with an eyebrow raised towards her in defiance.

“Exactly. So, stop your yammering and let me do my job,” she mutters. Her hands begin to move faster along the keyboard as more windows pop up on the screen. Kakashi places one hand on her waist and feels her stiffen before she continues typing rapidly to keep up with the system, “What are you doing?”

He shrugs and pulls her closer to him, “I figured if you were going to get mad at me anyways, I would give you something to yell about,” he leans closer until she could feel his breathe by her ear even with his mask on, “Though I’d prefer using a different way to make you scream.”

The hairs on her nape stood on their ends and she finished up the last set of codes before pushing his head away with both hands and hissed, “Cut that out! In case you forgot! We’re on a time crunch!” She put both hands on her hips, and to Kakashi she looked like a kitten trying to threaten you with their little claws. He wasn’t a cat person, but she was gorgeous when she got riled up.

He put both his hands up in surrender as she huffed and turned back to watch the files copy. While she did that, he started looking around the room and noticed a painting that was slightly tilted. Furrowing his brows, he pulled out his phone to look at the picture and diagram they were given of the study and was back by Hikari’s side in an instant.

She looked at up him wide-eyed and said disbelievingly, “Wait, these codes aren’t right.”

He pulled her towards his chest and murmured, “Yeah, somethings wrong. The room is different than what we were given.”

Hikari leaned towards him and reached into his vest pocket to grab the decoder, “The files are useless. It looks fine on the surface, but once we take it back to headquarters it’ll hack into the base. If I hadn’t tried decoding parts of the info by hand, we would’ve introduced a virus into the mainframe.”

Kakashi hugged her tightly to him, “We were set up.”

She gripped his vest with her hand, “What do we do?”

He looked at the decoder in her palm, “What are the chances that thing is recording us right now?”

Hikari gripped the device tighter, “100%. I’m covering the audio mic, but it probably allows them access to watch us through the video camera’s in this room.”

Kakashi snorted into her hair, “So much for deactivating the security system,” she elbowed him in the gut in retaliation.

The two savored each others presence for a few moments before Hikari spoke up, “We only have five more minutes before they blow this place up.”

Kakashi turned her towards him and cupped her face in his hands, “Then I guess we’ll just have to make the most of it,” before covering her lips with his. She didn’t know when he pulled down both of their masks, but at this point she couldn’t bother to care as she dropped the decoder on the floor to slide both hands into his hair. The decoder slid underneath the desk, recording the muted sounds.

The kiss felt like a blaze, burning into her as he used his arms to mold her to him. His tongue probed the seam of her lips, and she gladly opened for him as their tongues danced together. The two broke apart for a moment to take a breath, before Kakashi took the chance to pull her back into another kiss. He nipped and sucked, and while she was no shrinking violet, this time she let him dictate the pace.

They pulled apart at the one-minute warning in their headsets, and Kakashi pressed his forehead against hers, but kept their bodies pressed against each other. The only thing the two could see at the moment was their own reflection in their eyes, when the room detonates.

There’s nothing but black smoke and rubble in the once pristine study, and no silhouettes to be found in the room. Sirens sound in the distance as the smog flows out of the window that was blown apart by the blast.

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“And, cut! Great job everyone! That’s a wrap!”

Hikari and Kakashi are standing with the rest of the crew, watching the room blow up on screen. The two have their assistants touching up their make up, with her’s fretting over her swollen lips.

“You went too far you know. We still have scenes scheduled.”

Kakashi turned to see Hikari glaring at him, his eyes focusing on her pout, his eyes darkening at the memory, “Mah, I got into character. Isn’t that what it means to be an actor?”

“The scene called for one kiss and a heartfelt love confession of repressed feelings,” she thanked her assistant and sent her off with a smile and a wave.

He shrugged again and she hated how nonchalant he seemed, “The two clearly have crazy chemistry and I think we still pulled off the sentiment well, don’t you?”

She looked at him over her shoulder with a raised brow and teased, “What, did you fall for me while filming Kakashi? We’re professionals, aren’t we?”

Kakashi didn’t say a word. His gaze burned her, reminding her of the moment he pulled her into the kiss. He’d looked at her like this then too, like he’d been a dying man who’d just found the oasis to quench his thirst. She tried not to tremble but wasn’t able to meet his gaze, stuttering out an excuse she ran off to get ready for the next scene.

Kakashi touched his thumb to his mouth and smirked. You can run kitten, but I’ll find you.

#50 day challenge #I actually ended the scene at the explosion #but I wrote the bonus scene for fun and felt that Kakashi's last line was a stronger ending #so it's canon now!#kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #naruto au #naruto au fics #naruto au drabbles #naruto #naruto fics #naruto drabbles

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borisbubbles · 5 years ago

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Eurovision 2010s: 25 - 20

25. Francesca Michelin - “No degree of separation” Italy 2016

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Man, we’re deep into the endgame and at this point every elimination starts to mentally hurt.

“Nessun grado di separazione” is a fantastic song. it is a moody, melodic, genuinely touching showcase of palpable social anxiety, brightened up by frivolous jiggles and Animal Crossing-inspired staging. 😍 Its lyrics tackle the subject of “falling in love” with disarming accuracy and poetic justice. When you fall in love with somebody, it really is a question of resistance, of trying to stay level-headed and rational, of trying to not speak from the mind, not the heart, and then flare of emotion lights up from the inside, carving a path in your chest, until

THERE IS NO DEGREE OF SEPARATION

THERE IS NO DEGREE OF HESITATION

THERE IS NO DEGREE OF SPACE BETWEEN US

WE ARE STARS ALIGNED TOGETHER

DANCING THROUGH THE SKY, WE ARE SHININ’

Hands down my favourite language shift ever. Each time Francesca delivers it, time stands still, as you take in the expanse of the universe, the beauty of love and the profoundness of life.

Naturalmente, Francesca is also a fantastic performer for me. It really pains me that she was less good in the Grand Final, because her SF performance was genuinely worthy of a top five spot on this ranking. Yet, at the same time, Francesca is clearly upset at herself that she was worse and god my overthinking, underachieving perfectionist-with-a-crippingly-fear-of-not-being-good-enough self can RELATE SO HARD to that. 😭

*YOU* ARE PRECIOUS, Francesca. Grazie.

Easily the best entry Italy have ever brought at Eurovision...

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24. Mahmood - “Soldi” Italy 2019

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...until “Soldi”. Alessandro is mah MOOD

What a delight “Soldi” was. Shame on me though. Between, all the madness of Hatari’s assholery, Serhat’s qualification, ZalaGasper’s interview gold, Bilal’s revamp, Michela & Miki’s staging miracles, Sergey’s struggles to keep his homosexuality under wraps, Duncan’s staging disaster, Jurij’s bedroom eyes and 2019: A Kate Oddyssey, I had completely forgotten about Mahmood.

Which made the rediscovery of “Soldi” all the greater. 😍 THIS 👏 SONG 👏 FUCKING 👏 SLAPS. 👏 even the B-material things such as the snappy camerawork, the arabic middle-eight and rhyming “Ramadan” with “Jackie Chan” are mindblowingly awesome.

It hard to pick a favourite aspect though. The backdrop, the beat, the dancing, Mahmood’s vocals and miming all come together in a song that is supereffective in getting the pain across while also simultaneously remaining fun, addictive and highly energetic. Mahmood completely DISMANTLES bad parenting while also clowning the xenophobic pieces of shit that tried to bully him off Eurovision. It’s that combination of genuine emotional pulling, righteous ownage and let’s face it, a fucking amazing song that makes coming back to Mahmood for another listen the easiest decision ever. *CLAP*CLAP*, motherfuckers. 👏

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23. Lea Sirk - “Hvala, ne!” Slovenia 2018

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[2018 Review here] (shared with ZiBBZ)

HVALA SLAY SLAY

Best moment of 2018: Lea Sirk becomes the best shock qualifier of ALL TIMES. Honestly, a trash fairy with a trap song that she wrote in under two hours has NO BUSINESS being this good, but it is. 😍

Remember the Israeli’s that cheered for Hatari? “Hvale, ne!” is the jury equivalent to that. It’s a song that righteously calls out the FAKENESS of the music industry <3 THAT WAS ALSO LIKED BY THE JURIES <333332456 😍😍😍

Besides this “Hvala, ne!” is a wild ride taking us to lands of cotton candy braids and trashbag couture with an impeccable, show-stopping choreography, an earworm of a beat and just general kick ass energy. Lea operates on a near-inhuman level of pure CONTENT. Every second she delivers something of value, be it choreography or a snarky note or a hilarious facial expression “Hvala ne!” is riddled with little nuggets like that, which are hard to list in text, so here are a couple of gifs:

and yes, of course, the “break”. 😍

Being able to pull that off not ONCE, but TWICE and STILL making it look fresh and novel <3 “Hvala, ne!” is effortlessly sleek, unapolegetically non-conformist, shamelessly gimmicky and 100% pure awesomeness. Slovenia may be a tiny country geographically but they burst with raw TALENT. Obrigado sim!

ps: Slovenia reportedly hating Lea now because she was trashtalking ZalaGasper’s victory over RAIVEN <3 lmfao Lea <3 ANGELS <3

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22. Who See - “Igranka” Montenegro 2013

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💃 Vodim te na IGRANKU 💃 💃 Na na na na IGRANKU 💃 💃 Ku ku ku ku IGRANKU 💃 💃 Vodim te na IGRANKU 💃

I should not get ahead of myself, but jesus fuck, what a TRIP.

So anyway, are Who See dressed like austronauts to signal that “Igranka” isn’t of this fucking planet, or? “Igranka” a fun party song, in which Who See tramp about dressed like Armstrong and Lightyear, flanked by 2013′s ubiquitous dubstep. Good? Sure.🤔 Funny? Certainly. 😁 However, nothing superexciting so far.

Until...

Who See go from a weird heteronormative rap effort that is lowkey fun to an utterly unhinged acid trip the SECOND Nina Zizic is lifted onto the stage by a dumbwaiter and then proceeds to collect every scalp in the gaylaxy. Remember how I said 2013 had EPIC female entrances? This is a top five entrance probably in the history of live performances. SLAIN, DECEASED, EVAPORATED every single time.

Europe’s cyborg seraph.

and I mean, you’d think this one-time gimmick would get stale over time, but “Ingranka” actually gets better with every listen. I’m at the point where I can NO LONGER resist the ululating siren call to don a visor and a pair of pvc wings, and make overdramatic shouty entrances everywhere just like Nina the few times I choose to leave my mother’s basement. VODIM TE NA IGRANKU.

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21. Cleo - “My Slowianie” Poland 2014

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CLEO... Donatan?

Is this Donatan shade for not being there? GOOD! We at BorisBubbles (so basically, I) believe in gender equality and since the wymyn do all of the work here, I’ve decided to not credit him. 🤭

Anyway, let’s just JUMP right in because dammit “My Slowianie” is such a RIDE. It’s entire objective appears to be... to convince everyone that ~Slavic Women~ are better, at everything than non-slavic women and, well, being slavic myself this message speaks to me. Not to mention that Cleo teaches us this paramount interculteral lesson in the most hilariously blunt fashion ever.

SPECIAL THINGS WE HAVE IN OUR GENES

MAKES US PROUD OF OUR NATURAL SHAPES

CREAM AND BUTTER TASTE SO GOOD

WE PREPARED FOR YOU DELICIOUS FOOD

OUR BEAUTY’S FAMOUS ALL OVER THE WORLD

YOU GOTTA SEE FOR YOURSELF AND THEN YOU WILL KNOW 😉

and dammit Cleo doesn’t underdeliver, doesn’t she? Three minutes of loud in your face SUPERIORITY. 😍 One could argue that “My slowianie” is SOCIALLY REPRESSING WOMEN, like many terfs did but like... get over you -- Sophie Ellis-Bextor, BorisBubbles. I don’t think any of us have the right to tell (other) women what they can or can’t do because of their breasts and oestrogen. These ladies agreed to do this song/act and are completely facetious while doing it. It’s a spoof. Laugh. or don’t laugh, I don’t care, really. Be a humourless non-slavic frump if you must. As far as I am concerned, “My slowianie” is a thing of CHARMING BEAUTY :shakes what his momma gave him:/ :claps his hands to this music:

and in this update we say goodbye to Italy, Montenegro and Poland. Read my thoughts on them below:

ITALY

Italy before their return is one of the biggest snoozefests in Eurovision and now look at that chart. They were near impeccable in this decade and hopefully can win a third time soon (honestly the fact that they came so close to winning four times in this decade and still didn’t is one of the biggest mysteries of 2010s Eurovision imo.)

MONTENEGRO

Montenegro are the Georgia of the Balkans: they often go for experimental shit, just cuz they can. Unfortunately, their shit often is just that: shit.

POLAND

Poland at Eurovision is a big ball of meh, mostly because they can’t, at all, select songs or entrants that sound good. Cleo and Michal are forever though, so it’s not completely without merit.

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ofwolvesandbutterflies · 6 years ago

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So...shall we dance?

ASTRO’s Rocky x Reader ft. JinJin and Moonbin

Genre: fluff

dance!AU

A/N: Hey so park minhyuk is SO F_CKIN TALENTED AND PRETTY AND JUST WOAH. SO IS THE REST OF ASTRO so like I felt the need to write about this talented af pretty boi who also happens to be one of mah astro biases. also i’m so sorry for the unoriginal title... this ish is hardd.... but please enjoy. feel free to leave feedback (because i haven’t ever taught a dance class) and requests are open!

My feet moved quickly, catching on the wooden floor every so often, creating even more scuff marks. I flung my arms open wide, body moving naturally through the steps ingrained in my memory. Perspiration dotted my forehead and adhered the hair in my ponytail to my skin. I glanced at the students behind me in the mirror, a minuscule smile winding its way to my lips. They too, had improved so much since the first time I met them.

Finally the music stopped, signalling the habitual collapse and chorus of groaning from all the younger kids. Jinwoo turned to face them, running a hand through his sea green hair. I crouched down, rolling my shoulders and gazed at each of my students proudly.

“Alright guys! Rehearsal is over for today, make sure you stretch, make sure you drink water, make sure you practice at home and if anyone has any questions or needs any extra help, don’t be afraid to ask me or Ms. __,” Jinwoo clapped, rising back up into a standing position. “I’ll see you all tomorrow!”

One by one, the students began to rise, gathering into their friend groups and walking towards the lobby to find their parents until no one was left.

“Nice job, __,” the male called, wiping his face with a sweat towel. I nodded my thanks and paused in thought while he began to stretch. Should I ask him about it...

“So Jinjin…” I started, stretching my hands above my head. He turned to look at me, an expectant look on his attractive face. Should I…? No, not yet. “Nevermind.”

I went over the steps for the dance the advanced group was practicing, trying to decide whether or not to ask what was on my mind.

“Hey Jinwoo,” I rushed to catch up with my boss and friend from high school, fingers crossed behind my back. The shorter male turned, eyebrow raised as he waited to me to catch up. We had just finished the last dance rehearsal of the day.

“What’s up, __?”

“I was wondering if - uhm - you had filled that one spot yet…” You know… the one I’ve been asking you about for the past couple weeks. I knew Jinjin knew I was dying to become an actual dance instructor, but I had no idea if he was considering me as a possibility. Though we were friends, he took his job seriously and knowing him for a couple years prior to becoming his employee still gave me no leeway.

“Which spot?” The green haired male paused, pretending to think about which spot I could possibly be referring to. I bounced on my toes impatiently. He knew what spot I was talking about, but still he waited, sending me a cheeky smile. “Oh, riiighht. That spot.”

“Yeah, that spot. Have you filled it ye-”

He held up a finger, silencing me before I could ask him the same question for what must have been the millionth time. Before speaking, he gestured for me to follow him to the staff room.

“Actually, now that you bring it up, I do have someone in mind,” he spoke, opening the door for me. I thanked him giddily and entered the room, acknowledging my fellow dancers with a slight nod before locking eyes with a slender, handsome, unfamiliar brunette leaned against the cubbies. As someone who had been dancing for 10 years of my life, I was used to being around lithe, good looking guys. This time shouldn’t have been any different. However, the burning sensation on my cheeks begged to differ.

Dressed in a black muscle tee and black faux leather skinnies, his outfit did little to hide his lean, taut muscles. His dark eyes gleamed with mirth. His plush lips betrayed the slightest smile at my post-class and only slightly awed state. Everything about him, his powerful presence, his graceful aura, his dazzling features… reminded me I was sweaty, my hair was messed up from dancing, and that my baggy t-shirt and sweatpants weren’t as good looking on me as other things.

Jinjin came up beside me, waving to the guy and interrupting our staring contest.

“__, meet Park Minhyuk.”

Minhyuk moved forward, smiling pleasantly and offered me a hand to shake. I took it without a second thought.

“Hi! Nice to meet you, Minhyuk. Like Jinwoo said, I’m __,” I said, surprised at how easily the sentence came out. It wasn’t everyday that I met a cute guy and was able to introduce myself without somehow messing up my name.

“Nice to meet you,” he spoke, his voice the perfect combination of deep, smooth, and honey-like. “You can call me ‘Rocky’, though. Most people do.”

“We’ll see, Minhyuk,” I shot him a playful smile. “I’m not like most people. Besides, what brings you here anyways?”

His lips parted to say answer my question, slight smile turning into a smirk.

“Alright you two,” Jinjin interjected, placing a hand on the small of my back and guiding me forward ever so slightly. “Chill out. I don’t need my new instructor and my favorite TA hooking up.”

A laugh bubbled out of my mouth before my brain registered what Jinjin said. All at once, my heart stopped and my carefree laughter halted abruptly. Mouth open in shock and what almost felt like betrayal, my eyes narrowed at my employer and I pointed at Rocky incredulously.

“Wait… Wah.. what?!” It couldn’t have… I wasn’t… My dream job… Wait, Rocky?!

By the time I had finished mulling over the fact that I was not going to fill in the position of dance instructor any time soon, both Minhyuk and Jinwoo were peering at me, concerned.

“__, are you oka-?” Rocky was reaching toward me, deep eyes studying mine. Shaking myself out of my disappointed daze, I pushed his hand away, all admiration towards the handsome male gone. I forced a fake smile to my face and grabbed my bag off a nearby shelf.

“Yeah, I’m just peachy. Congratulations, Minhyuk.”

With that, I turned on my heel and did my best not to stomp out of the room.

And so the story goes. The days passed and not one of them ended without some reminder that such a kind, playful, not to mention extremely good-looking guy had stolen my dream job from right under my nose. The only thing that held me back from putting that aside and making an effort to be nicer to him was my damaged pride.

“Hey __,” Minhyuk approached me, signature black muscle tee and skinny jeans displaying his flexible limbs. A friendly smile sat on his lips. It took all of me not to just walk away. Instead, I plastered an annoyed smile on my face and turned towards him.

“Oh, it’s you,” I spoke through clenched teeth, reaching past him to grab a bagel. The smile on his lips began to change into a confused frown.

“What’s that supposed to me-”

“If you’ll kindly excuse me,” I cut him off, pushing past him. “I’m going.”

With my nose high in the air, I sashayed out of the staff room, refusing to acknowledge the obvious hurt I caught flash across my attractive coworker’s face. If I was being completely honest, part of me felt guilty about being an ass. I still remembered the fast pace of my heartbeat the moment I first laid eyes on him and part of my heart still went haywire every time I saw him.

Staring down at my bagel, I contemplated whether staying mad at such a nice, talented guy was worth it. Taking a bite out of it, I continued walking towards one of the practice rooms.

“Yo, __.” I spun around to see Moonbin, another one of my coworkers.

“Hey Bin.” Greeting him, I slowed my pace so we could walk side by side. “What’s up?”

The blond walking beside me stayed quiet for a moment, thinking over his words before speaking. “Are feeling you okay? Like, did you get enough sleep?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Why?” Brow furrowed, I sent him a confused look.

This time, he stopped, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“I dunno, you just seemed kind of… grouchy back there in the break room.”

“Oh that,” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Yeah, don’t mind that.” Glancing down at my watch, I nearly stuffed the rest of the barely eaten bagel in my mouth, waving towards my friend and hurrying towards my destination. I was supposed to be with the Jinwoo and the first group of the day.

“See ya, Bin!”

“__,” Jinjin called from across the empty practice room. There was a few more minutes before the next class and I had just been practicing the choreo from yesterday. “Come here.”

“Yeah?” Leaving my spot by the mirror, I jogged towards my boss.

“I’m not going to be here Friday and Saturday,” he spoke, scrolling through the music library. “I’m heading up to Ilsan to visit some family, so Rocky’s going to be covering for me.”

My eyes widened and I gaped at the green-haired male.

“Are you sure? I mean like, I can run the classes myself-”

Jinwoo chuckled, eyes still trained on the computer screen.

“I know you can, __, but I already briefed him on what each of the groups are doing. And besides, you should at least try to get along with him.”

I groaned inwardly. Great. Two whole days with the obnoxiously pretty dude that stole my dream job.

“Moonbin has more experience here but whatever. Also, do I get anything from this?”

“Well that depends,” Jinjin smiled mysteriously, picking a song and walking towards the middle of the dance floor. “Don’t forget to lock up every night, okay?”

Shaking my head, I cracked a grin and I followed him to the middle of the room. I knew the dance to this song well. Ten seconds later, I had already pushed the matter to the back of my mind. The lyrics to ‘You Need Love’ by Microdot, the moves we had choreographed to this song, and the screech of our shoes on the floor had already filled my thoughts.

Another busy day came to a close as all the younger kids filtered into the lobby. Jinwoo had already gone off to the break room to pack up, telling me to wait with anyone whose parents were running late. By now, all the students but one had left. The little boy stood by the door, fingers intertwined together and rested atop his head. A customary scowl of dejection sat on his pouty lips.

A brief pang of sadness reverberated in my heart. Little Jung-min. I walked over to the eleven year old boy who had been constantly picked up later and later, day after day.

“Hey Jung-min,” I called, sitting down beside him. The boy looked at me, a painfully crestfallen look in his doe eyes. Over the couple of months I’d been working with him, I had learned that neither of his parents were ever able to pick him up and that responsibility always fell on his older sister, who was almost always at least twenty minutes late.

“Hi, Ms. __.”

We sat there in silence for a moment. What could I say? I already knew his sister wouldn’t be here for a while. Finally, after a couple excruciatingly quiet moments I exhaled.

“You know, Jungmin, you’re improving a lot. And I just wanted you to know that I’m so proud of you.”

“You think I’m improving?” The hurt in his eyes began to morph into the tiniest bit of confidence.

“I know you’re improving. In fact,” I stood and offered a hand to him. “I think you’re ready for another song. A harder song. What do you say? You up for it?”

The shy, scowling boy took my hand hesitantly.

“.. Yeah.. I’m up for it.”

When Jung-min’s sister finally showed up with the usual river of apologies flowing out of her mouth, I was half-way done with teaching him the chorus. As Jung-min went to get his bag, his sister, a shorter, thin girl with long, bleached hair and thick-rimmed glasses, bowed repeatedly, adding to the frazzled and stressed ambiance about her.

“I’m so sorry! I know I’m always late, I just get out of work at the same time his class finishes. I hope he wasn’t any trouble!”

“No, it’s fine,” I spoke, trying to reassure the frantic-looking lady. “Your little brother is very talented.”

“Are we talking about the same Jung-min?” She squinted at her brother who had his tongue sticking out at her from across the room.

Laughing, I waved bye to them.

“Wow,” an annoying familiar voice sounded. Immediately, all of me stiffened. I turned to see Minhyuk leaning on the door frame, a soft smile gracing his irritatingly perfect face. “Now, there’s a side of you I’ve never seen.”

“There’s many sides of me you’ve never seen,” I rolled my eyes, scoffing. I closed the door and clicked off the lights, the weight of his penetrating gaze on every move I made. The pace of my heartbeat increased tenfold and a hot blush threatened to overtake my cheeks the closer I got to him.

Slipping past him, all I wanted to do was get to the break room to get my stuff and go home and sleep. Anymore time with him and I might actually start blushing. Unfortunately for me, he sidled up to me, gaze still set on my every movement. The ten feet it took to get from the practice room to the staff room seemed to take hours as we walked in an awkward silence.

“So, __,” Rocky started. “We’re working together tomorrow. Any tips on how I could get on your good side? At least for a couple days?”

“Just… know your boundaries,” I spoke in a clipped tone. “I’d rather work with Bin or by myself, but I trust Jinwoo, and if he tells me to work with you, I will. Don’t push your luck, though.”

Once again, I left him standing in the middle of the hallway, staring dumbfounded at my receding figure. Why was I such an ass when he was clearly trying so hard to prove he was worthy of being on my good side? And more importantly, why was I being such an ass when he was the object of my affection?

Sweat poured through my pores and down my body. Stray pieces of hair that had escaped my pony tail stuck, plastered in sweat, to my forehead. My eyes ran over my dancing figure in the mirror. No… that didn’t look quite right...

I hadn’t originally planned to stay so long, but there was one song stuck in my head and I had been putting together steps to the melody throughout the day. Glancing towards the time, I almost cursed out loud. 10:49 pm. It had been nearly 3 hours since Jinjin, Moonbin, and all the others had left.

Now that the music had stopped, every single one of my muscles screamed out in agony and I collapsed on the floor, breath coming out in short, harsh bursts. The sound of my breathing rang out through the otherwise empty studio and I lay there for a moment, enjoying the far off sound of music.

Suddenly, it hit me. My music had stopped. I was done dancing. Either I was getting delusional from not drinking enough water, or there was still music playing in another room. Straining my ears ever so slightly, I pushed myself into a crouch. Yes.. there it was… The distinctive sound of what sounded like ‘Usher’.

I stood, grabbing my water bottle and shutting off the computer. As soon as the lights went out, I strolled out of the room, silently cursing myself for not checking the other rooms’ sound system.

However, a soon as I neared the entrance of the other room, I stopped short, lips parted in shock. No way.

The last thirty seconds to a remix of Usher’s ‘Moving Mountains’ reached my ears just as my eyes took in the familiar, lean figure of my least favorite human on the planet. Minhyuk’s slim body moved with ease to the music, clearly dictating the melancholy undertone of the pop song. He slid through the motions with such precision. The look of utter concentration in his dark, once playful eyes held me captivated. I stood there, awestruck, for the remainder of the song.

Never had I been so spellbound. Though the song came to an end, Rocky danced on, the determination in his eyes shouting that nothing was going to stop him until it was absolutely flawless.

My eyes traveled down his figure, a blush -long overdue- dusting itself over my cheeks. He was dressed in all black again, the only difference this time being that he was decked in a dark long sleeve pushed up to his elbows instead of a muscle tee. The longer I gazed at him, the more one thing became clear to me. No longer was I pissed at Minhyuk for taking my job… I was more pissed at myself for falling for him.

I didn’t realize he was finally done dancing until he began to turn in my direction. Shaking myself out of my daze with an embarrassed squeak, I rushed to the break room and away from the source of my assumed unrequited affection.

“Listen __, take it easy on the poor dude. He doesn’t need you bullying him,” Jinwoo sighed through the phone speaker. It was around the time his train should have left the station and I was just calling to clarify everything. “He’s never been anything but nice to you so please, for these next two days, cut him some slack.”

“I know…” I spoke slowly, fingers tapping impatiently on the surface of the table as I finished the rest of a bagel. “I’ll try, but no promises. Have you gotten on the train yet?”

“Yes mom. I’m on the train and it just left the station. Good to know you miss me.”

“Don’t be gross,” I snorted, putting the phone on speaker and pulling my hair back into a ponytail. “I’m just making sure you stay alive so I’m not forced to work with him for the rest of my life.”

“Somehow, I don’t think you’re as pissed as you make it out to be,” he chuckled. Scowling at my phone, I stuck out my tongue at his caller ID and ended the call. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I rolled my neck and re-tied the flannel around my waist. Jinjin was right, but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing it.

Reaching my arms towards the ceiling in a stretch, my eyes wandered lazily about the room until they came across someone I hadn’t noticed enter the room. He stood in the same position I saw him in yesterday, slim body slumped elegantly against the door frame, blank, almost defeated look on his angelic face, sculpted arms crossed over a white muscle tee. I lowered my arms immediately.

“M-Minhyuk?! How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to be reminded of how much you despise me,” the attractive boy spoke, tossing his towel down by the speakers. A pang of guilt stabbed at my heart. Right… He walked towards me, shoulders slumped ever so slightly.

“Ahh..” All intelligent words escaped my mind and for once in a long time, I found I had no rebuttal. An awkward silence hung between us that not even the hum of music could cut through until finally younger kids began to trickle in.

I leaned my head against the cool mirror, sliding down the wall, staring up at the lights. As my eyes shut themselves, I exhaled slowly. One last group left, then I could go home and wait for sleep to overtake my consciousness. The day was nearly, nearly over.

“Yah, __!” Minhyuk called from where he stood, going slowly through the moves to make sure he remembered them all. Opening my eyes reluctantly, I cocked my head lazily in his direction. “The kids are arriving any minute now, you should get up soon.”

Scoffing, I rolled my eyes and yelled back.

“Did Jinjin tell you to annoy the living daylights out of me or something? I know the kids are coming, it’s not like I teach them every day, 6 days a week..”

He stopped dancing, hands in front of him defensively, opening his mouth to say something when Jung-min suddenly walked in.

“Hi Ms. __. Oh, hi Mr. Rocky. Are you teaching us with Ms. __ today?” the younger boy asked, dropping his bag by the row of cubbies.

With his attention now off of me, Minhyuk smiled. I studied my teaching partner, latently taking in every little detail of his smiling face. The crescent shape of his deep, caffe americano-colored eyes… the gentle incline of his plump lips… his sharp jawline.. the way the lights in the room highlighted his face perfectly… I hated just how good looking he was.

“Yeah. It’s me and Ms. __ today.”

Stupid as it seemed… I couldn’t help but like the way that sounded.

As soon as all of the younger kids filtered into the studio, Minhyuk glanced towards me, double-taking when he realized I was still seated.

“__… You planning on getting up any time soon?”

A groan left my mouth and I reached up as if to ask for help. I didn’t need it, of course… but he didn’t know that. Rolling his eyes, he started towards me. Not a single part of me was expecting his help, so when he bent towards me with both arms outstretched, I brushed it off as nothing. That was, until his smooth, strong hands enveloped mine and tugged me towards him.

Unlike the cheesy, romantic moments in kdramas, time did not slow down enough for my mind to digest what happened. It seemed his touch fried all the circuits in my brain because as soon as his arms retracted to pull me up, I froze. All at once, time sped up.

Explaining how I ended up in Minhyuk’s arms would be virtually impossible because once his grip tightened, I blanked. The only thing going through my mind was a mantra of the same thing, ‘I’m going to fall. Flat. On my face.’ One way or another, the security I felt in his grasp with his dark eyes gazing into mine sent a rush of heat throughout my body.

The angle he was holding me at and the lights behind him only increased how heavenly he looked. It was at that moment when time decided to slow. Tufts of his darker hair fell in front of his dark chocolate colored eyes, complementing the elements of his face just right. My gazed traveled down to his parted lips, accelerated heartbeat roaring in my ears.

In the midst of falling, I was somehow able to reach up and loop my arms around his neck. With that advantage and the subtraction of a few inches, I’d be able to press my lips to his no problem.

And the Lord knows how much I wanted desperately to, yet the weight of all the younger kids’ curious stares woke me from my trance.

“Uhm… Ms. __, are you okay?”

In a mad rush to stand up, I shoved Minhyuk away, a deep crimson staining my cheeks.

“__-” Minhyuk called, reaching towards me. Concern and the smallest hint of hurt swam in his deep, riveting eyes. Refusing to acknowledge the things he did to my heart, I forced a scowl to my face. “Are you oka-”

“I’m fine, don’t touch me,” I hissed. I wrapped my arms around myself protectively. The quietest of sighs exuded from his entrancing lips and he looked away, hurt. Thankfully, the only student that had taken full notice was Jung-min and rehearsal proceeded as usual. This time though, the guilt of pushing him away rang in my head and heart louder than it ever had before.

Once again, Jung-min sat gloomily by the door. Minhyuk had just left to go to the restroom, eyes downcast and looking everywhere but me. My steps sounded on the wood floor heavier than normal as I approached him.

“Hey Jung-min… Would you like to work on that other dan-”

“Why do you hate Mr. Rocky?” Jung-min asked, dark doe eyes searching mine. The inquiry halted me in my approach and I stared at the eleven-year-old incredulously.

“I don’t… I don’t hate him.”

Jung-min rolled his eyes sassily, greatly over accentuating the movement.

“Ha ha. Yeah, right. And I’m the president of the United States.”

I crossed my arms at his change in attitude.

“I don’t!”

“Then stop making him so sad and depressed when it’s so obvious you like him,” Jung-min stated matter-of-factly, pointing at me accusingly with a small, bony finger. My mouth dropped open… So much for my feelings staying secret.

“Wh-what are you talking about? How can you tell?”

“You look at him a lot and your cheeks got really red when he caught you. Also, you stared into his eyes really deeply and you didn't let go until you remembered we were in the room,” the younger male said, ticking off the reasons on his fingers. “You like Mr. Rocky, don't you?"

I opened my mouth to protest, to deny the obvious truth when the sound of a hydro flask hitting the ground brought the both of our attention to the man himself. The one, the only, Park Minhyuk stood in the doorway, lips parted in sheer shock. Before I could say anything, Jung-min’s sister rushed into the room, usual apology halted the moment she caught sight of my dance partner.

“I’m soo sorry!! I’m late agai- Oh!”

A bright cerise shade painted itself onto her supple cheeks and she began to twirl a section of her hair shyly. Her rushed steps became more sultry as she made her way closer to Minhyuk. I nearly threw up in my mouth. I mean, it’s near impossible to look sexy while wiping the fingerprints off your glasses. Luckily for everyone, Jung-min intervened again.

Grabbing his sister’s hand, an exasperated Jungmin dragged her backwards towards the lobby.

“YAH! Noona, you can’t flirt with my teacher!” She turned towards her brother, mouth open to spit out a retort when Jung-min continued. “He already likes Ms. __!”

As if the awkward silence wasn’t edgy enough before, the awkward silence now was deafening. Part of me melted in relief. Now that the secret was out, I really had no good reason to continue acting stuck-up and bratty. However, the other part of me tensed in anxiety. What would Minhyuk say?

For a while, neither of us said anything. Thoughts wizzed and whirled through my mind hundreds of miles an hour. Eventually, I sighed and wiped my sweaty palms on my black tights.

“Minhyuk…” At the sound of his name, Rocky looked tentatively at me, bottom lip caught in between his teeth. “Was there… any truth at all to what Jung-min said?”

“Unfortunately…” He murmured as eyes began to wander again.

“Unfortunately?”

“Yes, unfortunately,” Minhyuk laughed nervously, dark bangs obscuring his view as he studied his worn out vans. “I suppose I’ll start at the beginning.

“You told me the day we met you weren't like most people,” he paused, fingers drumming on his thigh. “And after that day, I realized that no… you weren't.”

Dark eyes narrowing, I opened my mouth to question his words, but he continued.

“Yet being around you when you didn’t realize, watching the way you interacted with your students, admiring the synergy you created between power, elegance, and grace while dancing… I fell for you then and I still feel strongly about you now. You're passionate about what you do, you care about others, you push them to be better, to learn and grow… From what I’ve heard from Jinjin and Moonbin, you are confident in who you are as a person. Being absolutely breathtakingly gorgeous is just a plus."

I knew for certain that his words brought a hot blush to my cheeks and now I was the one whose gaze was trained on the floor in front of me.

“And I know you told me not to push my luck and I know by saying what I just said, I’ve likely pushed my luck too fair, but…” Rocky spoke, voice now sounding so much more self-assured. Bringing my stare back up towards him, I admired the handsome male in front of me. Every aspect of him from his lips to his deepening blush, his sharp jawline to his lean limbs left my mind reeling.

“__, before I leave here feeling like an idiot, can I at least know what I did to make you hate me so much?"

I let out a sigh. Might as well tell him the truth.

"I never hated... you. And I know I was a jerk, I know I made it seem like I loathed the very fact you existenced… but seeing you for the first time had my heart beating like it never had before. You…” I pursed my lips, trying to come up with a cohesive statement. The heat of his eyes on me made it hard to think. “You just emanated confidence and grace and the playful banter between us for that brief moment… you were like… you were my dream guy.”

Minhyuk raised an eyebrow.

“You said ‘were’. What changed?”

“I just... Jinwoo gave you the job I had been asking him for and I got ridiculously petty-”

“You can say that again,” he snorted, rolling his eyes. I glared at him for a moment before proceeding.

“But no… I never hated you, I was just jealous of the fact you got the position I had been going after for the longest time. Seeing you a couple nights ago, late at night, dancing like there was no tomorrow... it just reinforced the feelings I had for you,” I paused for a breath, hands sporadically motioning all around me to emphasize my point. “And I-I'm sorry for acting like an asshole, I'm just.. I'm really bad at expressing my feelings which is really no excuse... but I-I don't hate you, I actually -uhm- I really like you."

A shy smile slowly spread across his lips and everything about him from his gentle smile to his anxiously shuffling feet was dazzling, really.

“So __,” Minhyuk spoke, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully, the movement accentuating his toned arms. I had no idea if it was the studio lights or just me, but the glimmer in his eyes seems to shine. “I honestly think you dance beautifully and I know you told me not to push my luck but I'm just wondering if maybe… you’d like to dance together?"

As if on cue, the song I had been choreographing a dance to the night I saw him dancing began to play and the smile grew on my own lips. He stared walking towards me, slowly, hesitantly, waiting to see if I’d back away.

"I hope you don't mind, I saw you dancing the other night as well and I figured out an additional person's part..." Minhyuk stopped a foot in front of me, offering me a hand.

A small laugh escaped my lips and I took his outstretched hand. All feelings of hostility towards the dancer before me had fled. The blissful feeling of completion overcame me as I twirled into his body.

“I don't mind at all.”

His arms snaked their way around my waist and his hot breath brushed against my cheek.

“So… Shall we dance?”

Before Rocky arrived the next day, it was almost as if nothing changed. I sat on the stool by the refrigerator and scrolled through my social media while eating my bagel. However, the second Park Minhyuk stepped into the room, an uncontrollable smile broke out on my face. Unfortunately for me, he saw. Dressed in his signature dark muscle tee and joggers, it seemed as if he knew I was going to be subconsciously checking him out.

"Hey __," Rocky said, tossing his bag down by mine. He sidled up to me, shooting me a teasing smile before sneaking an arm around my waist. "You look good today."

"Oh shut up, you weirdo. I'm leaving if you're going to be like that," I scoffed and punched his shoulder playfully, smile still very much present on my lips.

“You wouldn’t,” he purred, bending down to press a quick kiss to my temple.

“Watch me, hun.”

Minhyuk chuckled, resting his chin on my shoulder. The heat of his body flush against my back warmed my cheeks. My girlish giggle resounded in the near empty staff room as he showered me with affection. With his attention solely on me, I nearly forgot that Moonbin was in the room until Rocky left.

“Ehem… Uh, __?”

I turned immediately at the sound of Bin’s awkward cough, dark crimson blush spreading on my cheeks like a wildfire.

“Moonbin! Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I forgot you were in the room!”

“So I’ve gathered…” My coworker nodded, an utterly flabbergasted look on his face. “Are you okay? Like, did you get enough sleep?”

Burying my face in my hands, I laughed nervously.

“Yeah… I’m fine and yeah… I got enough sleep.”

“Then what was…” Moonbin motioned from you to the door and back to you. “- All of that?”

“I-uhm… just please don’t mind that,” I pleaded with him. “Also… please don’t tell Jinwoo. He’d never let me hear the end of it.”

I walked into the studio a few minutes early, the awkward ambiance with Moonbin in the staff room too much for me to handle. Entering the room quietly, I savored the last few seconds of watching my handsome partner dance.

The song he had been dancing to a couple nights ago played softly out of the speakers and I leaned against the door frame, gentle smile playing at my lips. Minhyuk saw me out of the corner of his eye through the mirror and a bright smile made its way to his lips as he finished off the choreo.

As soon as he finished, I burst into a round of applause. He grabbed a sweat towel and made his way over to me.

“How’d it look?” Minhyuk smiled nervously as I tapped my chin in thought.

“Hmm… I mean it looked okay…” I shrugged playfully. He scoffed and grabbed my waist, pulling me into a sweaty hug.

“Okay? Oh come on, it was better than okay,” he grumbled. His grip around my waist tightened and he lifted me up effortlessly.

“Yah! Park Minhyuk! Put me down right now!” I squealed, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Not until you agree to go out to dinner with me and be my girlfriend.”

My lips parted in awe at his smooth transition.

“I mean, you could’ve just asked straight out like most regular people do and I would’ve said yes…” I paused to raise an eyebrow at him. “But I mean sure.”

He placed me back on the ground, toned arms still wrapped around me, holding me close.

“Oh but __,” Rocky smiled devilishly. “I’m not like most people.”

Glancing at the clock for the nth time in the last ten minutes, I let out a long breath. One last class and then I could go home and sleep. Minhyuk had run out to get something and I was alone in the room, waiting for people to show up. I pushed myself up off the floor and strolled towards the computer to select a song.

“Hi, Ms. __.” A familiar voice called. I turned to smile at Jung-min.

“Hey, Jung-min. You want to practice that other song really quickly before anyone else shows up?”

He nodded and went to put his bag down. Before I could play the song, a pair of muscular arms snuck around my waist and I heard Jung-min snort before greeting the newcomer.

“Hi, Mr. Rocky.”

“Hey, Jung-min,” Minhyuk laughed and waved to the younger boy.

“First of all, what is it with you and back hugs?” I whined, leaning my head back onto his shoulder. “I like seeing you when I hug you. And second of all… come on, Minhyuk! Jung-min and I were going to practice somethin-”

“Nah, it’s fine, Minhyuk,” Jung-min sang mischievously, shooting me a smug grin that clearly said ‘I told you, didn’t I? “We can practice after rehearsal.”

I rolled my eyes.

All the students, including Jung-min, had left, meaning that I could either lock up the place for the weekend or stay up practicing. And right now, with my head spinning from my lack of sleep recently, I was leaning more towards locking up the place for the weekend.

“Yah! Park Minhyuk!” I yawned, pushing myself up into a sitting position to watch my boyfriend who, at the moment, was still dancing. It took a moment for my call to register in his mind. Even from my view of his back, I could tell that he was completely zoned out, mind, body, and soul engrossed wholly on dancing.

Knowing he wasn’t going to stop until he was done, I rested my head against the wall and took the time to actually study Rocky. His dark eyes smoldered with an intense concentration and every single move he made was met with the utmost scrutiny. His lean limbs moved with absolute precision. He knew this music well and his facial expressions narrated the tone and messages of the different songs. Watching him in his natural habitat was without a doubt mesmerizing.

Finally, the song ended and he turned around, eyebrows raised expectantly.

“What’s up?”

“You almost done?” I inquired, rubbing my eyes. “We need to lock up soon.”

“I was going to go on for a little while longer...” He chuckled, strolling over to where I was seated. “But you look tired, so-”

“You can keep -” a yawn interrupted my slurred words. “- practicing. I’ll wait.”

“You’ll wait or you’ll sleep?” Minhyuk peered at me dubiously. “Because as much as I love and care about you, I really don’t want to carry you home.”

“Here,” I waved his question away and pushed myself up. He surged forward when I stumbled, but I sent him a ‘reassuring’ smile. “I’ll dance with you and we can practice that other song, that way I’ll actually stay awake.”

“Okay…” He shrugged, clearly skeptical of my words, but started the music anyways. As soon as the sound registered in my mind, I began to dance. Unfortunately for me though, the only thing my exhausted mind had registered was the music, not the steps or the movements my body needed to go through to complete the steps.

“__!” Rocky called out, reaching forward to grab my hand. Within seconds, I had tripped over my feet and was falling backwards rather quickly. Although one of his hands succeeded in grasping mine at the very last second, a loud ’thump’ echoed throughout the studio when I landed on my back, staring glassy-eyed at the handsome male hovering above me.

Time stood still as I took in the image before me. Minhyuk had propped himself up on his hands and knees, slim body hanging between my legs, arms trembling while he struggled to keep from collapsing on me. The blush that had found its way onto my cheeks had also painted itself on his handsome face. His deep, dark chocolate colored eyes traced the outline of my bewildered expression. Though my body felt as if it were on fire because of the mere millimeters between us, his body radiated a warmth I wasn’t entirely against. Without warning, his gaze found mine.

Something in the back of my mind yelled and screamed at me to push him off and get up off this nasty floor… but not a single fiber of me listened. I was frozen. Trapped. Entranced by his enchanting eyes.

“Hey __…” Minhyuk said hoarsely, eyes darting down towards my lips before coming up to meet my eyes, voice coming out lower than a whisper. “Do you… do you know how beautiful you look right now?”

At that moment, every rational thought left my mind and my heart took control. My arms wound around his neck and I pulled myself up to press my lips to his. He responded almost immediately, chapped, warm lips moving against mine enthusiastically. My heart beat climbed erratically the second one of his hands came down to cup my cheek tenderly.

Out of nowhere, one of his arms slid behind my back, picking me up and pulling me into his lap. A sound of appreciation rumbled in his chest when my fingers tangled themselves in his coarse hair. Tilting his head ever so slightly, he leaned closer, deepening the kiss. I didn’t want the moment to end and judging by the low whine that came from his lips the moment I pulled away for air… he didn’t want it to end either.

The music in the background faded into white noise as I gazed fondly at the light pink dusting his cheeks. Bringing one of my hands up to his face, I brushed the bangs out of his eyes and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. He turned, lips hitting my palm in a sweet kiss.

And as I leaned forward to kiss him once more, part of me questioned how I’d ever been able to do anything but love Minhyuk.

“Hey, Jinjin,” I called out to my green-haired boss from my spot next to the fridge. Minhyuk still hadn’t arrived, yet. “How’s your family doing?”

“Hey, __.” Jinwoo smiled, reaching into the fridge to get a water bottle. “My family’s fine. They were definitely excited to see me after all these months. How were the kids? How was it with Rocky?”

From across the room, Moonbin opened his mouth to say something, no doubt about Minhyuk and I, but the death glare I sent him effectively shut him up. Turning back towards my friend, I shrugged.

“It was fine, everything went well.”

Jinjin raised an eye suspiciously at my cheeriness and turned to look at Moonbin.

“Hey Bin… is she hiding something? She’s not usually this happy.”

“Don’t look at me,” the blond male held up his hands, avoiding both Jinwoo’s and my eyes. “I just work here.”

Again, Jinwoo spun around to peer at me, a skeptical smile decorating his face. He pointed towards me, lips parting to say something, only to be stopped by a pair of hands that came around to obscure my vision. A grin played at my lips and Rocky’s voice sounded close to my ear.

“Guess who..”

“Let me guess… my least favorite person in the world?” I laughed, grabbing his hands away from my face. Minhyuk smiled. His hands came to a rest on my hips and his breath tickled the sensitive skin on my neck.

“You mean Jinwoo? Nope, sorry. It’s actually your favorite person in the world.”

“You’re not Jung-min.”

“Oh Ha. Ha. You’re hilarious.”

All the while, Jinjin stared quizzically at the two of us until the puzzle pieces clicked in his mind. Ahh… so our plan worked. A cheeky smile crept onto his face and he silently motioned for Moonbin to follow him out of the room.

“Oh right! Jinjin!” I called, stopping him in his tracks.

“Yeah?”

“Do I… I dunno,” I fiddled with my hands, mulling over my words for a moment. “Do I get anything extra from working the last couple days without you?”

My green haired boss took one look at Rocky and I and smirked.

“You got a boyfriend, didn’t you? Isn’t that enough?”

Astonished, I glanced at Minhyuk who was wearing a similar, just as stunned expression before looking back towards my friend.

“Wait- Park Jinwoo! Did you plan this?”

“Me? Nah,” Jinjin waved his hand as if dismissing the topic and sent me a playful wink. “It was mostly Jung-min’s idea.”

Brows furrowed, I peered at him warily.

“Oh but also,” my boss backtracked until he was staring at both Rocky and I. “No making out in the studio or the break room, okay? It’s just… not good work ethic.”

Burrowing my face in Minhyuk’s chest, I groaned loudly.

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keyboardpunk · 7 years ago

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I’m Not Drunk, You’re Drunk

Chocobros x Fem!Reader

Drinking headcanons... for science and cuz I need this in my life.

Be warned that lots some of these are sexual; so, mature content ahead! Also, immature humor cuz I’m a horrible person. Also, second warning because these suck and I’m sorry about that.

Thanks for reading and hope ya’ enjoy!

Noctis Lucis Caelum

He likes coke spiked with some variation of whiskey or rum. It’s a nice mixture of sweet innocence from the soda and hard bitter from the strong alcohol.

Noctis has a tendency to over-estimate his ability to hold his alcohol. He probably just doesn’t care and will drink as much as he wants. Sometimes, it’s just one and he’s loosened up. Other times, he’s definitely drunk and needs to sit the fuck down.

Gladiolus and Ignis babysit when he gets drunk. If you’re around, they’ll push that responsibility onto you, as well. Because drunk prince is a dangerous prince, especially if Prompto is teetering on the edge of drunk, as well.

They get a little wild. Like shitty karaoke cuz they’re not even trying and can’t stop laughing. Don’t let them wander the streets. Who knows what will happen. Probably nothing bad. They’ll just make a lot of noise and talk about how much they love their girlfriends and it’s kinda annoying.

Aside from Prompto’s ability to make him playful - which is true when he’s sober, too - Noctis is mostly just completely relaxed when he’s been drinking. The stress of being a king at such a young age... the weight of a kingdom’s fate resting upon his shoulders... the responsibility pushing down on him... Alcohol makes it all seem so much easier. He doesn’t feel particularly light headed or airy, just calm.

He wants to do stuff with you, though. Not anything exciting, but like slow dance in front of the fridge while you make sandwiches at two in the morning. Or go outside and look up at the stars because he just doesn’t pay attention to little things like that. Oh, and play with your hand. Like, admire how much smaller it is compared to his, and your adorable fingers.

Alcohol makes Noctis want to eat... a lot. Anything he can get his hands on. He can go through a whole pizza in less than fifteen minutes.

He won’t stop talking. Not annoying or unwanted talking, but holy shit is he possessed? His sentences aren’t exactly complete, though. “Hey, you-... What? I was just thinking... Remember when we fell in the lake fishing last sum - nnnhahaha... It was funny. You were mad, too... I like it... when you get mad... You look so cute. You do, now, too... Nah - beautiful... Co’mere... let me kiss you... Mah breath stinks? Mmm - don’t care...”

Smiley, a little giggly... and so damn cute. He wears a small smile when he’s drunk, evolving into a toothy grin when he retorts, “I’m not drunk,” every time you call him out for it.

At some point, he’s lounging on his bed, his pants are falling off and his shirt is hiked up. Though, you immediately realize it’s intentional, especially when he starts undoing his belt and sliding it slowly through the loops. It looks like just lazy undressing. But, when he lets the belt drop to the floor and starts slowly peeling his jacket off-... Is he seriously strip teasing right now? That bastard.

Like a good girlfriend, you try to reason with him. ‘Noct, you’re definitely too drunk to consent to anything right now.’ He just grins and continues his slow strip, purposely spreading his fingers over his six pack before finally peeling his shirt up and over his head. “You can take advantage of me.”

He doesn’t even finish stripping, just gropes himself through his pants, blatantly taunting you. What an evil, manipulative little twit... But, no sane person could possibly say no to that face. Must be some kingly hereditary thing.

Unlike when he’s sober, Noctis doesn’t immediately roll over and fall asleep. Perhaps the most startling thing alcohol does to him is keep him awake. Until he sobers up, he just can’t sleep. He’ll lay in bed, atop the sheets, completely still, yet completely awake. Secretly, he hopes you’ll stay up with him, but doesn’t dare ask you to.

Needless to say, the next day is hell. Even if his hangover isn’t particularly terrible, by four AM, he’s sober and passed out. Chances are, Ignis is going to wake him in two hours. Be prepared for red eyeballs, eye bags, and a horrid frown. He probably won’t say anything all day. Not that he’s mad... he’s just fuckn’ tired.

He never learns.

Prompto Argentum

You can bet your ass Gladiolus teases him about this. Prompto doesn’t care for beer or whiskey or any of that hard stuff. He likes what most would describe as women’s drinks: margaritas, spiked lemonade... his favorite being long island iced tea. Don’t be fooled. He can handle more alcohol than most give him credit for. In fact, his long island iced teas are no joke.

Will have a beer if that’s all there is and everyone else is having one. Grimaces through the first half and is fine through the rest.

Prompto usually doesn’t drink himself drunk. He does, however, have no qualms about getting tipsy. For him, tipsy is a pleasant, albeit slightly dizzy, high. He feels more confident than usual, and perhaps a little stupidly so. He feels energetic, a little light headed, and giddy for no goddamned reason.

Then suddenly has to pee. Like really freakin’ bad - get the fuck out of the way. But afterwards fine for the rest of the night.

Alcohol makes him a music enthusiastic. He suddenly feel like listening to things he doesn’t when sober. For example, vibrating club music isn’t so bad all of a sudden; and, the soft jazz Ignis plays - that he usually doesn’t care for - is suddenly majestic ear pleasure.

He gets really touchy, which is hardly surprising. He’ll throw his arms over Noctis, Gladio, or Ignis’ shoulder, going on about how much he appreciates their bromance. He tends to do this the most to Noctis, even getting teary eyed sometimes. “Dude, you’re my best friend and you mean SO much to me...” “Prompto, drink some water...”

Of course, he especially gets touchy with you. Lots of embracing, squeezing hips, and accidentally groping your behind. He doesn’t like unnecessary fighting, so he just wraps around you like a blanket to ensure other men know you’re his. Slides his hands in your jeans pockets and wants to ensure your legs are always touching.

Assuming he’s not too intoxicated to move without falling over, he’ll also ask you to dance. By ask, I mean... take your hand and lead you to the dance floor, begging as he drags you along. “Pretty please, babe. I love this song!” He’s literally never heard this song before.

Dances better after some drinks, merely because he doesn’t worry about looking good enough to be next to you on the dance floor. Rather, he just moves with you, and is smiling, freckled cheeks red from the booze and breath frankly smelling strong, but its okay. He looks too precious.

When you get home, he’s all over you. “Babe, you’re just so beautiful - I can’t help it!” His hands never leave you as soon as you walk through the front door. Kissing and walking is a thing, but mostly kissing and stumbling because he won’t let go.

But, truth is, you have complete control over how the night ends.

If you wrap him up in a blanket burrito and put on some soft acoustic guitar melody, he’ll pass out immediately, drooling on his pillow. After a night of drinking, he’s guaranteed to sleep like a Noctis.

But, if you let him do as he pleases, he’ll probably put on some soft jazz, assuming the CD is still in the bedside disc player from last time, and put on the most devilish smirk you’ve ever seen. “I want you...” He’s not particularly aggressive, but doesn’t let you get up until he’s thoroughly done with you: as in, your legs are trembling, heart hammering, and vocal box teetering. He wants to hear you scream.

Alcohol is liquid courage, after all.

Ignis Scientia

Ignis is a good boy and doesn’t get dru - haha kidding!

Ignis’ taste for alcohol is the most diverse of the group. He can enjoy a well crafted beer, especially ones from overseas with some aromatic fruits or unique flavors added. He doesn’t mind the finer whiskeys, and even fancies scotch from time to time. His favorites, as no surprise to anyone, are coffee-infused beverages. He enjoys the bitter coffee flavor mixed with sweat creams. Definitely not for the faint of heart, however.

Most people can’t tell when Ignis is drunk. His friends, and especially you, will notice the subtle changes in his tone and behavior. He speaks with less control, letting less filtered thoughts fly free from his lips. He walks with just the slightest edge, less formality and more... dominance.

These are all subtle things. But, one thing is for sure. When Ignis gets drunk, he gets possessive. Not to the point of being frightening - for you, anyway - but will carelessly toss his manners out the window if anyone dare asserts themselves over you.

You’ve heard them all threaten to kill a man before, even Prompto has made his fair share of threats; however, Ignis’ threats, when he’s downed a little too much alcohol, are enough to make even the most hardened of men tremble. Perhaps, it’s the accent, or how he removes his glasses and rolls up his sleeves.

It’s likely not just for his opponent, but a show for you, as well.

That possessiveness also exposes his insecurities. He always needs to be in control, aware of everything, and without fault or error. He’s pretty flawless in that regard when it comes to Noctis and the guys; however, it’s quite different with you. You’re the wild card, unexpected draw, in his perfectly planned deck.

When he’s calmed down, thanks to the mere look in your eyes, he, not so surprisingly, wants your attention. His glasses are missing. They’re in his pocket, but he forgot to put them back on. “Love, you’re staring...” He can’t really be drunk enough to not notice his lack of specs, right? Of course, you find his glasses charming; but, there’s something naughty about his naked face.

He’ll kiss you in front of the guys. Usually, he does well to restrain himself. It’s ungentlemanly, after all. But, when he’s downed a little too much, he forgets to care. It’s not sloppy or inelegant, but romantic: as in, tilting you back and kissing you like it’s the last time. Hearing the guys cheer him on doesn’t embarrass him, but rather inflates his ego. Something that surprises his sober self.

His hands never leave you. You can feel one against the curve of your lower back... and then requesting the honor of lacing with your fingers... a subtle squeeze to the thigh... gently pushing strands of hair away from your shoulder...

You can’t recall when he removed his gloves, or undid the second button on his dress shirt. His jacket sometimes goes missing, and his shirt mysteriously is no longer tucked into his pants. If you’re home, alone, he steadily loses more and more articles of clothing: his shoes, his socks, his belt, his shirt...

When sober, Ignis is all about sweet talk and romantic mumbo jumbo. Intoxicated, he’s more on the quiet side. That doesn’t mean he’s tame, however. With less vocals also comes more dominance, capturing you with his eyes like a bird of prey. His hands and his movement do plenty of talking.

When all is said and done, he’s still a gentleman... in some ways, anyway... taking extra care of you before drifting into the abyss of drunken sleep.

Gladiolus Amicitia

It takes a shit ton of alcohol to get this big guy drunk; so, the chances of actually witnessing him this way is pretty slim. Drinking himself to a dumb stupor just isn’t in his interests. He’s also got a legendary metabolism. So, even if he was drunk, he’ll be sober pretty soon.

Gladiolus is an old fashioned beer, whiskey, or pirate-style rum kind of guy. Pirate style meaning straight up and bitter as fuck. However, he’ll totally finish your girly-ass drink when you wuss out.

When he’s been drinking, he’ll often let you do things he normally wouldn’t, like... pull his hair into a man bun. Prompto has pictures to prove it. There was also that time he fell asleep and you put little warrior braids in his hair. Also pictures. He wasn’t amused when he woke up.

He likes to rough house. He already likes doing that when he’s sober, so now imagine an intoxicated mountain crashing down on top of you. Of course, he’s much more gentle with you than the guys. Choke hold with Prompto. Pinning Noctis to the ground and telling him to man up and escape. Of course, he can’t trap Ignis. Man knows every soft spot and escape route.

You... he’ll trap in his arms, or pick you up and laugh at the sight of you squirming, unable to escape. Threaten to sit on you just cause he can and your panic is pretty amusing. He might do it, though, so better safe than sorry...

Contrary to what one might assume looking at him, Gladio doesn’t get violent when he drinks.The scar on his face is the result of a citizen’s drunken stupor. He would never want to invoke such fear and pain onto someone else, not when he’s intoxicated and not in full control.

Temptation is present. The guy who accidentally fell on you and accidentally felt you up in the process? He wants to rip the guy’s arms off and hit him with them. But... that isn’t what the king’d shield does... and not what your lover does... He’ll just have to settle with a shove and subtle death threat.

He’s never been against PDA, especially in front of the guys; however, it takes a twist when he’s drunk. “Hey... co’mere. Sit on my lap... Heh. What’s with that face? Just wanna be close... Kiss me... Haaah what do you mean my breath stinks? So...? More... I don’t care who sees. Show ‘em how much you want me...”

He’s a dominant man, no questions asked; but, alcohol makes him want to push your dominant side. He wants to see you come onto him like an unstoppable force of nature.

Random trips down memory lane. “Hey, remember that time...”

Sober Gladio is a good dancer; but, when he drinks, he forgets how to. He’s not stumbling over and tripping like a drunk fool, but just loses all sense of rhythm and grace. It’s actually kind of hilarious.

If he can, he’ll sweat talk you into riding him on the couch. His butt has already hit the cushion before you locked the door. “Babe...” while groping himself through his pants. If you dare, he’s very docile, as in just siting there and letting you control the rhythm and do what you want. Letting you take the reigns every once in awhile in a rare treat, especially for him.

Even if you try, you won’t be able to get him up. He’s definitely power napping on the couch. He’ll wake up in about an hour, chug a bottle of water, and contemplate a jog at 3 A.M. But, maybe, your cute self half-asleep on the couch beside him will lull him into bed.

#ffxv imagine #gladiolus x reader #noctis x reader #prompto x reader #ignis x reader #ffxv headcanon #final fantasy xv #chocobros x reader

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bending-sickle · 7 years ago

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answering every question in this meme by tina-warriorprincess because nowhere does it say it’s an ask meme and i goddamn want to so there

1. First things first, did you have a good year? - nope 2, How old did you turn this year? - *breaks out the calculator* 34 3. Do you feel your age? - physically? sure. emotionally and psychologically and all that jazz? nope, because stagnation. 4. Did your appearance change in anyway? - i dyed two blue streaks in my hair over the summer then i cut them off in the fall and then i cut some long bangs in the winter, and the necklace with an eye pendant i’ve been wearing since 2000 broke and i’ve run out of eye pendants so no more of that around my neck :/ 5. Post your favorite selfie.

^ oh wait you need my face in there right? not just kafka’s sleeping peepers...

^ nice to see sebastian still likes to shoulder-surf even though he’s grown up.

^ here he is as a baby teen.

(shame i don’t have a photo of him doing that as a three-week-old but trust me, he got up there as a wee babeh too.

6. If you traveled, where did you go? - if by “travel” you mean “stayed more than one day away from home” then, uh...madrid. with my bro et al. we did not do tourism. 7. Which fashion trends did you love? - idek what the fashion trends were. i’ve been neck-deep in 1800s clothes patterns. Which fashion trends did you hate? - i continue to hate people’s habit of pretending to have either a) only one leg or b) having their legs wrong-way round. allow me to illustrate:

also? fucking black plastic stretch chokers. look, i had to live through seeing that shit in my teens in the goddamned 90s and now you’ve made me live through it again and not only that, but apparently i’m old enough for shit from my teens to be able to make a goddamned come back i mean jesus.

9. What was your favorite article of clothing this year? Post a pic if possible? - i bought a mother-fucking black corset in a second-hand store and sweet baby jesus it is beautiful and no i don’t have any photos yet which my bad i need to show it to peeps. 10. What song sums up this year for you? “Jesus Christ” by Brand New, “Do you believe you’re missing out / Everything good is happening somewhere else” 11. What album came out and has been on heavy rotation since then? the only album of this year that i’ve listened to is The National’s Sleep Well Beast but the compilations of the year that have been on pretty steady rotation are the two Folk Bangers that have been wandering around tumblr. 12. What was your favorite movie of the year? - that came out this year? Not just that i watched this year? because lawdy, i am not up to date. but Perfectos desconocidos. 13. Did an actor/actress catch your attention for the first time this year? dear michael c hall: i will now watch all of your things. 14. Favorite new TV show? god, i marathoned so many new ones. i want to say the golden girls but it wasn’t new to me, really, so i’m going to go with dexter. 15. Which new ship/fandom has taken over a lot of your time, attention, and tears? i am dead inside. also fandom is dead to me. 16. What food did you try for the first time? god, um... tripe? i don’t know what particular style there were in - they were aunt’s, and therefore delish.

^ these are not aunt’s, but an acceptable approximation. 17. Did you make any big permanent changes this year? you mean the self-harm scars? nope. nothing big and nothing permanent, as in fixed and unchangeable. 18. What was one nice thing you did for someone else? i mailed out christmas present. 19. What was one nice thing you did for yourself? i bought myself a fucking corset aw yiss. 20. Did you develop a new obsession? ahahahahahaha oh god so many i need to be stopped. cross stitch and embroidery and painting and sculpture and weaving and clothes patterns. i think that sums up the haze of obsession. 21. Did you vote? just this past week in fact. 22. Did you move? nope. 23. Did you get a job? *sobs* eta: again, completely forgot of those four days of trail as a receptionist at the radiology desk of a hospital with zero training thank you very fucking much. 24. Did you get a pet? i have emotionally adopted so many of the dogs and cats at the shelter, but they sadly remain at the shelter. but i do have new snails that hatched under my care and a glow worm. a glow wooooorm. 25. Do you regret not doing anything? all the things. 26. Do you regret doing something? all those obsessions. just, omg self, chill. also, self-harm, always a bad. and just generally being an emotional fuck-up, that too. 27. Have you done anything that scared you? well i mean sometimes going out for a walk counts, what with anxiety. eta: i absolutely forgot my stint as a receptionist at the radiology desk of a hospital with zero (0) training. that was pants-shittingly scary. 28. Did anyone/thing make you so mad it stayed with you for days? have you met my parents? 29. Did you lose anyone close to you? nope. 30. Did you fall in love? with mahself! no, wait, not even that. 31. Did you fall out of love? with mahself! no, wait, that’s not even funny. 32. Did you start a new relationship? with mah- i’ll stop now. 33. Did you go through a break up? can we stop with the relationship questions? 34. Did you have to cut ties to someone? well i mean i don’t call my brother and when he calls he never says anything and i never tell him anything because Disapproval and also Judgment so i mean that relationship is like...

water me, seymour

35. Who was important to you this year but wasn’t important last year? the shelter cats. do not underestimate the power of purrs and cuddles. i need to be loved too. 36. Who wasn’t as important to you this year as they were last year? pilates peeps, because i quit after our summer break. 37. If you could have a do over on one thing you did, would you take it? yeah. i would not be in fucking barcelona on the day of a goddamn terrorist attack thank you very much. 38. What was the best moment of the year for you? there was good? i want to say finishing the life-size mannequin of me but it’s turned out too big so i need to fix it again so the sense of accomplishment is a bit dead... 39. What was the worst? have i mentioned being across the plaza from the terrorist attack or? 40. Did anything happen that you were sure would change you as a person but it really didn’t? all that therapy and employment-geared therapy and ahahaha. 41. Did anything happen to you that you were sure wouldn’t change you as a person but it did? nah. 42. What are you most proud of accomplishing? that top with lining and boning and lacing and everything. i did it all from pattern design to cutting to learning how to use the sewing machine to tweaking the end result and look i made a thing, okay? What have you learned about yourself this year that you didn’t know in the years prior? i can make mangos sprout. sure, it’s not really a thing i can do - seed’s gonna do what a seed’s gonna do - but i’m still proud of my tiny mango babies. 43. Did your opinion of anyone change for the better? nah. 44. Did your opinion of anyone change for worse? nah. 45. If you make resolutions, did you complete them this year? i continue to be rotund, so no. 46. If you make resolutions, what will your resolutions be for the coming year? same as every year, pinky. 47. If you could go on an adventure during the remaining days of the year, where would you go and what would you do? Who would you go this? - christ, there’s like three days left, man. um. museum, walk, and fancy dinner with mah bean, @seschat, because yass. 49. What do you wish for others for the coming year? health, joy, and to be treated kindly. 50. What do you wish for yourself? same. especially the latter, i mean ffs.

#things you might have noticed about me #there are cat pics

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meredith-alexandra-jane-blog · 7 years ago

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My Immortal: Beauty and the Beast Version Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

Summary:

Things get even stranger. (Warning: character death.)

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Beasty Adam and I ran up the stairs looking for Clocksworth. We were so scared.

"Clocksworth! Clocksworth!" we both yelled. Clock came there.

"What is it that you want now you despicable snobs?" he asked angrily.

"Volsebeast has Gaston!" we shouted at the same time.

He laughed in an evil voice.

"No! Don't! We need to save Gaston!" we begged.

"No." he said meanly. "I don't give a darn what happens to Gaston. Not after how much he misbehaved in the castle especially with YOU LeFou." he said while he frowned looking at me. "Besides I never liked him much anyway." then he walked away. Beasty Adam started crying. "My Gaston!" he moaned. (AN: don't u fik gay guys r lik so hot!)

"It's okay!" I tried to tell him but that didn't stop him. He started to cry tears of blood. Then he had a brainstorm. "I had an idea!" he exclaimed.

"What?" I asked him.

"You'll see." He took out his wand and did a spell. Then... suddenly we were in Voldebreast's lair!

We ran in with our wands out just as we heard a croon voice say, "Avadre Q'uedarve!"

It was...Voldebeast!

WARNING: SUM OF DIS CHAPTA IS XTREMLY SCRAY. VIOWER EXCRETION ADVISED.

We ran to where Volcebeast was. It turned out that Voldebeast wasn't there.

Instead it was...STANLEY!

Except only he wasn't a Prep anymoar! Stanley loved me so much he was trying to turn to the right side witch is da DARK SIDE. He called himself Stanley Snaketail.

He was dressed all Goffic with a black corset with laces and red lace and black leather miniskirt and black high heel boots. He still wore his hair like Jean Travolta and in those curls but he had pale white foundation and black lipstick and eyeliner and skull earrings and snake tattoos (probly fake) he got from Madame de Goffik Garderoble, dammit! POSER! I was so angrey!

And he was hurting my GASTON!

Gaston was there crying tears of blood! Stanly was torturing him! Beasty and I ran in front of Stanley Snaketail.

"Rid my sight you despicable preps!" he said as we started shooting him with the gun he Then suddenly he looked at me and he fell down with a lovey-dovey look in his eyes.

"." he said. (he is 4 years yunger than me so hes not a pedofile ok)

"Huh?" I asked. "Lefou I love you will you have sex with me?" asked Stanley Snaketail. I started laughing crudely.

"What the frck? You torture my bf and then you expect me to fck you? Mon Dieu you're so fcked up you fcking bastard."

Then I looked up and saw...A FULL MOON.

That means it was tim fro me to transform! I transformd into a 5 foot 5 inch tall Werewolf with sparkling sharp fangz. Then with no self control and my conshence suppressed by my evil Werewolf mode, I jumped on Stanley Snaketail and bit him in the heart. Blood pored out of it like a fountain.

"Noooooooo!" he screamed. He started screaming and running around. Then he fell down and died.

Then I transformed back into my human self and saw that I murdered Stanley Snaketail. The full moon was hid behind clouds now. I brust into tears sadly.

{You see, even tho Stanley used to be a fckn prep, I still was attracted to him and liked him kinda. I even tolerated wen he played awful prep music on the radio back in Villaineuve in the tavern. Like Maroon Cinq, Bruno DeMars, Meghan LeTrainor, and especially the Grease soundtrack which he always sung.}

But I had to choose between him and Gaston. I still wanted to cry depressed tears tho.

"Stanley Snaketail what art thou doing?" called Voldebeast. Then... he started coming! We could hear his high heels clacking to us. So we got on our candlesticks and flew back to Beasty's castle. We went to my room. Beasty went away. There I started crying.

"What's wrong, honey?" asked Gaston taking off his clothes so we could screw. He had a sex-pack (geddit cause he's so sexah) and a really huge you-know-what and everything.

"It's so unfair!" I yielded. "Why can't I just be ugly or plain like all da other boys and girls and preps here except for B'loddy Belle and Beasty, they're not ugly or anything."

{The Real Author's Note: WTF does this have to do with the fact he just murdered someone? It is so hard to keep to the script. Crying tearz of blood. Please flam dis so that I don't have to continue warping my favorite Disney characters.}

"Why would you wanna be ugly? I don't like the preps anyway. They are such fcking sluts." answered Gaston.

"Yeah but everyone who is Ghey or Bye is in love with me! Like Clock and Loomiere took a video of me naked. Chapueau says he's in love with me. Beasty likes me and even Stanley Snaketail was in love with me and I murdered him! I just wanna be with you ok Gaston! Why couldn't Seten make me less beautiful?" I shouted angrily.

(an don't wory lefou isn't a snob or anyfing but a lot of ppl have told him he's pretty and cute. Even tho he's a little over weight he ain't no size 2 but he can shake it-shake it like that preppy bimbette Meghan LeTrainor sing.)

"Im good at too many things! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT'S A FRAKING CURSE!" I shouted and then I ran away.

{REAL Author again: Don't worry, LeFou. If 'Seten' won't make you unattractive, the 1991 Walt Disney Animation Studios will. ;) }

AN: stup flaming ok! btw u suk frum no on evry tm sum1 flams me im gonna slit mah ristsz! fangs 2 raven 4 hlpein!

"LeFou! LeFou!" shouted Gaston sadly. "No, please come back!"

But I was too mad.

"Whatever! Now you can go an have sex with Beasty!" I shouted. I stormed into my room and closed my black door with my blood-red key. It had a picture of M'arilyn L'Maison on it. He looked so sexy in a way that reminded me of Gaston and Beastly. I started to cry and weep. I took a razor and started to slit my wrists. I drank the blood all depressed. (sorry Real Author.) Then I looked at my GC watch and noticed it was time to go to B'loody Belle's Reading class.

I put on a short ripped black gothic vest that said Le Anarchy on the front in blood red letters and was all ripped and had a spiky belt. Below that I put on ripped black fishnets and boots that said Gaston all over them in blood red letters. No pants just fishnets. I put my ebony black hair out. Anyway I went downstairs to the big Library feeling all sad and depressed as usual. I did some advanced Steakspear literary work (cuz I am no longer illeterate fangz to B'loody Belle) I doodled pictures with gothic ink on my parchment. I was turning a bloody pentagram into a black guitar. Suddenly the guitar turned into Gaston!

"LeFou I love you!" he shouted sadly. "I don't care what those preps and posers fink. U da most beautiful Ghey boy in da Disney Worl. Before I met you I wanted to commit suicide all the time. Now I just wanna be with you all the fcking time. I fcking love you." Then... he started to sing "Da Chronicles of La Vie et Mort" (we considered it our song cuz we fell in love when Jacques was singing it) right in front of the entire Library! His singing voice was so amazing and gothic and sexxy like a cross between Gerard, Jacques, Chester, Pierre, M'arilyn L'Maison, and specially Luke Evans (AN: don u fink dos guyz r so hot. If u dnot no who dey r thn get da fk out od hr!)

"OMFG!" I said after he was finished. Some frcking preps in the Library stared at us but I just stuck up my middle fingers (that were covered in black nail polish and were entwined with Gaston's now) at them. And I yelled "IT'S NEVER GONNA HAPPEN U FRKING POSERS!" so loud that the top books from the 300th shelf of the Library fell down.

Plumette that feather lady screamed. Her bf Loomiere (always a perv) laughed in the French way like 'hon hon hon!' and Plumette slapped him with her feather. They are preps but I tink they can be converted someday specially Plumette if she change her white feathers to black like Raven.

Anyway, Gaston.

"I love you" I said and then we started to kiss just like Hillary Derriere (I fkn h8 dat bich) and CML in a Cinderella Story. Then we went away holding hands. Loomiere shouted 'hon hon hon' at us and everyone was clapping because how sexy we looked 2gether. Then I saw a poster saying that MCL would have a concert in Porcs-Hydromel right then. We looked at each other all shocked and then we went 2gether.

#gafou #gafou au #gafou trash #parody fic #my immortal #not sure if i want to continue because it gets stupider and i cant fit batb characters into it in a logical way at all

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perspectiveartist · 8 years ago

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2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? 9. Bright room or dark room? 22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? 26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? 41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? 54. Have you ever baked your own cake? 59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain. 60. Do you believe in aliens?

2) It genuinely depends on how familiar I am with the location actually! In my own home, maybe a 1 1/2? I like to have nightlights around for multiple reasons, one of which is that it makes me more comfortable walking into a pitch black room. But I got up to a 5 once when I was 13 or 14 and my youth group went on a camping retreat. A great time until one night we were playing Sardines, which is reverse hide-and-seek if you’ve never heard of it (aka one person hides and everyone else goes to find them; when you find the person, you cram yourself into their hiding spot until everyone’s -badumpsh- packed like sardines!) and we turned out all the lights. Immediately spooped because there were NO other lights in that cabin and I had only been there for half a day. I had no idea what the rest of the cabin was like because we were outdoors most of the time. So we started going into a room to find someone and now that I look back on it, I basically had a panic attack. I started freaking out and crying and had to get the fuck outta there pronto. So I went outside and cried until I could compose myself. One guy was even like “Wow, so you’re really that afraid of the dark?” YUP. If I don’t know a place and it’s pitch black, I will piss myself and cry lol. But if it’s somewhere I know and am comfortable with, I don’t really mind the dark at all (except going down into my Mom’s basement, which looks like you’re walking down a stairway into shadow hell. It still freaks me out.)

9) I guess it depends what I’m doing...I like bright rooms if I’m gonna draw or write or something like that so I can see what I’m doing better, but I remember for a long time I used to love having the lights to the computer room off while I’d hang out down there. I think overall if I’m using the room and not going to bed, I prefer a light on.

22) Uuuhh....I don’t think so? I’m not really sure what qualifies as a talent anyway lol I mean, it might not be known to you so I can go with my singing I guess. I’m a decent singer (or was, before I wasn’t able to be in a singing class every day for years) and loved participating in Solo & Ensemble. Idk where all they have that but it basically lets band or choir kids do, well, a solo or ensemble piece. I always did solos because iirc ensembles couldn’t go forward to the next level even if they won gold? And also because coordinating singing with a group is not always #funtimes :) BUT ANYWAY first year I went, I did uh...”One Thing” by Finger Eleven and got gold but it wasn’t the right kind of song to move me forward iirc. Another year, I did the Mariah Carrey & Whitney Houston duet of “When You Believe” from Prince of Egypt BY MAH DAMN SELF and I think I got silver JUST by a couple points because I was getting over a cold and my breath hitched a few times which made me cough. Next year, I was determined to do a song that could get me to state level, so I chose from the available songs a Spanish one called “Preguntales a las Estrellas” (I don’t know how to do accent marks on the keyboard, I am sorry) and I did that one really well! But the first year I tried it, my voice ended up SHOT like two days before competition. There was no way I could sing :C So my senior year I was like OKAY GONNA GET THIS DONE and I did it and got gold!! And then I went to state and I GOT GOLD AGAAAAIN! So that was a nice feeling.

26) Uhhhhhh Ireland maybe? It sounds nice.

41) I’m honestly not big on milkshakes though that might have to change since my Mom is pushing me to get ice cream and drink a bunch of milkshakes to gain weight so I can’t choose a very educated favorite but I remember liking Oreo ones from Steak ‘N Shake.

54) Nope! I’m not much of a cook, so there’s a lot of things I have not even attempted myself. Me making a cake might be a disaster lol.

59) YASS. I haven’t done it much in a long time though because the way our apartments are set up means that everyone’s bathrooms kind of connect to each other by the walls. So when I walk in, on the other side of that wall is my next door neighbor’s bathroom. And above me is my upstairs neighbor’s bathroom. And it would be very very easy for them to hear. So I don’t do it much anymore but when I lived at my Mom’s, I’d be showering while she was at work so I’d blast my radio and sing as loud as I wanted.

60) Definitely. And I think it’s funny that people have a hard time conceptualizing what an alien could look like sometimes cuz I’m like daaayum the deep ocean is freaky. Where alien life is, how intelligent it is, whether we just find plants even, it’s out there somewhere. There’s no way in the entire universe that we were the only place in the perfect position to have lifeforms.

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its-kiripima-to-you · 8 years ago

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All of the vaguely nsfw asks 💗

1. Are looks important in a relationship? Not really, I mean if they’re good looking that’s cool but it’s not the end all be all.

2. Are relationships ever worth it? I think so, yeah.

3. Are you a virgin? YEET

4. Are you in a relationship? YEAH BOIIII

5. Are you in love? I’M NOT GONNA HAVE THIS CONVERSATION RN XD

6. Are you single this year? Nah son

7. Can you commit to one person? Of course.

8. Describe your crush Perfection and all mine. My Kinzie.

9. Describe your perfect mate Someone who’s my lover and best friend who I can be open with. Someone who genuinely cares for me and is loyal.

10. Do you believe in love at first sight? I do with food. Sometimes with people

11. Do you ever want to get married? Eventually

12. Do you forgive betrayal? Never

13. Do you get jealous easily?Sometimes yeah

14. Do you have a crush on anyone? My girl

15. Do you have any piercings? two in each lobe

16. Do you have any tattoos? Thinking about getting them

17. Do you like kissing in public? If it’s in good taste.

20. Do you shower every day? Most times, sometimes every other day.

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you? Yes

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? Maybe?

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? I know I can.

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? I have no clue but I’m no seer

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year? I’m in one, hot shot.

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? I don’t think so, I know I’ve said it.

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you? I don’t think so? This one boy named his Build-A-Bear Jackie Legs when we were 8 and I was uncomfortable as hell.

28. Have you ever been cheated on? Yes, and I fucking hate them.

29. Have you ever cheated on someone? Hell fucking no

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body? lol no

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? yeh

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love? Yeah

33. Have you ever had sex with a man? No

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman? No

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? Yeah

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends? Yes

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? Yep

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? Yup

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? Yeeep

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? I wrote a fan fiction exposing them as the horrible person they were and it got popular and I don’t talk about it.

41. Have you had sex so far this year? What’s sex? Is that a plant?

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? Tbh it really depends on the person, your comfort zones, and your connection and whatnot

43. How long was your longest relationship? 7 months

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? 8 boyfriends 1 girlfriend (who I’m currently with)

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013? My boyfriend at the time

46. How many times did you have sex last year? WHAT IS THIS SEX

47. How old are you? 19

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? K cool bye

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? WHY YOU MAKING ME PICK WHERE’S THE ALADDIN SWOONING GIF??? LIKE??? Her eyes, her dimples, her giggle, how her nose crinkles a little when she laughs, her eyebrows are fuckin bomb, i love her lips…

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? lol no, fuck off

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? My squad and my girl

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why? Yeah, they were toxic

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? Nah

54. Is there someone you will never forget? There are lots of peoples

55. Share a relationship story. Hot Topic, last week. Oh boy.

56. State 8 facts about your body I’m left handed, I have a baby gap between my two front teeth, I have a scar on my calf from a broken bike pedal, I have a scar on my forehead from a lifeguard’s teeth, I have size 13 (in women’s) feet, my eyebrows look like mad scientist brows if I don’t do them, my neck is super sensitive, I’m ticklish af

57. Things you want to say to an ex I don’t wanna talk to them tbh

58. What are five ways to win your heart? Bring me you and food, call me cute nicknames and give me attention, actually listen and remember what I say, gimme cuddles, make me laugh

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!) or nahh

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? uhhhh…. 6 years?

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone? lips, smile, eyes

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? Well right now if they brought me some dinner xD Well honesty is pretty sexy and validating me and just loving me

63. What is your definition of “having sex”? WHAT IS A SEX… but for real it just varies from person to person

64. What is your definition of cheating? Y��all fuckin know what it is. Dating someone else/ Having the sexuals with someone else

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine? YO THAT’S BETWEEN ME AND MY PARTNER

66. What is your favourite roleplay?Not tellin ya

67. What is your idea of the perfect date? Swing dancing, Diner Dinner, and a Drive-in movie

68. What is your sexual orientation? Bisexual with a preference for women

69. What turns you off? Lying, manipulation, being an asshole in the bad way, racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, fuckboys…

70. What turns you on? Praise from my partner, N E C K K I S S E S B O I, WHISPERED SWEET NOTHINGS, loyalty

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream? the wettest dream I had was when I shoved Sebastian Stan into a water fountain in Central Park, Y’ALL AIN’T GONNA KNOW MAH SEX DREMS

72. What words do you like to hear during sex? Y’all ain’t gonna know

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? TAKE ME DANCING PLEASE ALSO LOVE ME UNCONDITIONALLY

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? Gewd lewks

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? My best friend took me in when I got kicked out

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?I don’t know tbh

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? IF IT’S LEGAL THEN OKAY

78. What’s your dirtiest secret? Idk?

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why? wot

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? My baby brother a few days ago

81. Who are five people you find attractive? Kinzieeee, Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Tom Holland, Paul Rudd

82. Who is the last person you hugged? My grandmother

83. Who was your first kiss with? This dude who kissed me at homecoming

84. Why did your last relationship fail? HE WAS A HOE WHO TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? yeet.

#asked #answered #asks

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kylostantrums · 8 years ago

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I just read My Immortal for the first time

and I don't know whether it was rubbish or genius. some highlights: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!" It was….Dumbledore! Da only reson Dumbledeor swor is coz he had a hedache ok an on tup of dat he wuz mad at dem 4 having sexx! "You ludacris fools!" he shouted. He was so sexy that my body went all hot when I saw him kind of like an erection only I'm a girl so I didn't get one you sicko. "VAMPIRE POTTER, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" I yelled. I ran out of the room and into the Forbidden Forest where I had lost my virility to Draco and then I started to bust into tears. Voldemort gave me a gun. Then I looked out the window and screamed… Snap was spying on me and he was taking a video tape of me! And Loopin was masticating to it! "I MAY BE A HOGWARTS STUDENT…." Hargirid paused angrily. "BUT I AM ALSO A SATANIST!" Then swooped he in singing to the tune of a gothic version of a song by 50 Cent. MASTABATED (c is dat speld rong) just warming up my vocal cordes." Then he screamed. "Petulus merengo mi kremicli romacio(4 all u cool goffic mcr fans out, there, that is a tribute! specially for raven I love you girl!)imo noto okayo!" dUMBLydore HEY RAVEN DO U KNOW WHERE MY SWEATER I WARNING: SUM OF DIS CHAPTA IS XTREMLY SCRAY. VIOWER EXCRETION ADVISD. He had a sex-pack (geddit cuz hes so sexah) and a really huge you-know-what and everything. raven u suk u fuken bich gimme bak mah fukijn swteet ur supsd 2 rit dis! It was.,….. Volsemort and da Death Dealers! It was….Vlodemort and da Death Deelers! I TOOOK OUT A CIGARETE END STARTED TO smoke pot. Den I gasped….Snake and Loopin were in da middle of da empty hall, doin it, and Dobby was watching!1 his dogfather Serious Blak "Draco are u okay?" I asked in a gothic voice. if ur a homophone den fuk of! Fug and da Mystery of Magic Darth Valer We started tiling of each other's cloves fevently. I took of my clothes den we were in 4 da rid of r lif. "WHAT THE FUCK R U DOING!" It was….Snope and Profesor McGoggle!111 Snoop laughed meanly. He polled down his pants. I gasped- there was a Dork Mark on his you-know-wut!11! Snake put the whip behind his bak. "Oh hello Sev I wuz just teaching them sumthing." It was….Tom Bombodil!1111 "Oh Draco!111111!1 Oh mi fuking gud Draco!1111" I screemed passively as he got an eructation. "Yeah." he said. "Were calld XBlakXTearX. I play teh gutter. Spartacus plays da drums" he said ponting to him. "Snap plays the boss. And Jamez plays the guitar to even fo we call him Samaro, after Samara in da ring." "I wok dis empt stret on da bolevrad of broken dremz." I sang sexily (I dnot own da lyrikz 2 dat song).. Every1 gasped. Suddenly someone jumped in fornt of me. It wuz…..Morty Mcfli!1 Mcgoogle And den…..I gasped… Draco wuz there doing it wif Snap!1111111111111111111111111

#my immortal #I'm crying #modern art #mine

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chelsorz07 · 7 years ago

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you know it’s not forever

I think I’m gonna stop doing these soon, since it’s been at least a year since I started the series and I have to have repeated some already. But for tonight I have nothing else to do. Also for anyone who actually cares I’m working on a fic...it’s not my first but it will be the first one I finish and publish so keep an eye out in the next couple days, Dean/Cas fans ♥

2010/2018

What's one of your locked text messages? a line from a justin bieber song that sarah sent me haha Don’t have any. This phone doesn’t delete shit apparently. Where is the one boy/girl you want to see the most right now? at this very moment i would grow a left nut just so i could give it away if it gave me the opportunity to kick it with mah weskimo. Texas. Do you think your last ex deserves to die? i don't think about him, one way or the other. I definitely do not think that. He thinks that. And I try to convince him every day that he’s wrong, just like he does for me. Who was the last person you slept in the same bed with? david. Dave but he’s been gone for two weeks. Would you be mad if your best friend dated the person you like? probably, considering the person i like is my boyfriend. If my best friend dated my husband, yeah that’d be an issue. She never would though. She doesn’t even like him as a person lol Is anyone over- protective of you? my parents used to be but i think they've decided to chill for the most part. Nobody cares that much about me. Plans for tomorrow? babysitting, and hopefully walmart to get shirts to tie-dye for the summer set. Laundry, Netflix, hopefully finishing the story I’m writing. I really suck at dialogue. Have you made a mistake in the past week? i make mistakes by the hour. Constantly. I don’t recall a specific one though. Do you know anyone named Joshua? yeppp. A couple. Nobody I’ve spoken to in years. Will you be in a relationship in 4 months? more than likely. I’d like to hope so. If my marriage falls apart in the next four months I will most definitely kill myself. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you? for sure. I’d do it for free. What were you doing at 7:00 AM? sleeping. Watching TWD and playing solitaire on my phone. Do you think you can last in a relationship for six months? it's been almost a year. Oh my god. Do you think two people can last forever? perhaps. I have yet to see it happen. Would you put yesterday on repeat and live it forever? nah. No, yesterday sucked. Work was dead and with nothing to do my feet hurt like hell, even with medical grade compression socks on. Did you ever kiss someone with a tattoo? yeah. Yup. I would never go near that person again. I was 19 and stupid and he was a filthy liar. What did you do today? watched maranda, cleaned up the house a little. that's pretty much it. Slept mostly. Picked up the living room. Watched tv. Looked at real estate listings. Talked to my dad. It was a decent day. Last time you laughed super hard? no idea. i laugh all the time. Can’t remember. I tend not to laugh really hard when I’m alone. Which I usually am. Do you find smoking unattractive? nope. but it sucks being around all my friends who smoke when i quit two and a half months ago. It probably is but I’m a chain smoker so I don’t really care. How many people do you fully trust? haha...well...used to be one. now i'm not sure i can completely trust anyone. Still one. Although the person is different. Nobody will ever have my back as much as my dad does. Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed? i doubt it. Um...randos at the Pittsburgh airport. Did anyone call you pretty recently? ehh...don't think so. The last person to call me pretty was me. But Mike agreed so I guess him lol Do you look decent when you wake up? depends how my previous night went. That’s a valid answer. I look shitty without makeup no matter what. If my makeup from the previous day isn’t all fucked up after I sleep then I still look good. Are you afraid of falling in love? no. If I was it’d be way too late. Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? i'd probably feel exactly the same way i felt when i woke up from a really bad dream about him yesterday morning. There would be violence involved. Do you have any empty alcohol bottles hidden somewhere in your room? um...i don't believe so. I don’t drink anymore. There are a couple bottles of whiskey in my freezer that haven’t been touched in years, that’s about it. when was the last time you were at the beach? never. Still never. Think back to September, were you in a relationship? yep. I’ve been in a relationship for the past eight Septembers. Almost nine. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be? i wouldn't. Last half of 2010, first half of 2011. Do you know anyone with such a terribly annoying voice that you can't even stand? most people. Fucking BARB. A lady I work with. She’s so irritating. I’ve even had customers complain to me about her voice, saying they want me to check them out instead. Who was the last person to give you a hug? maranda. Dave. What was the first thing you thought this morning? aksdfmkaoiewhfjdnf;h. “Wtf time is it?” It was actually almost 3pm. But I don’t go to bed till the morning so. What is something that you disliked about your day? uh. everything. The fact that I was pain free most of the day and now I’m not. Have you ever kissed anyone whose name started with a B? How many? nope. Not that I recall.

What about T? How many? no. Nope. What do you currently hear right now? commercials. Carl Grimes. And my cat snoring. Have you ever sent a text to the wrong person? many times. Yep. Awkwardsauce. Who was your last text from? chele. My dad. Did you have any unread text messages when you woke up today? no. Nope, just a voicemail from my pharmacy. Would you rather be able to control the weather or control traffic? weather. Ooh...those are my two biggest fears sooo...Idk if I could pick. Are you faster at text messaging or typing on the computer? computer. Computer for sure. Even with Swype. If you won a trip to a nude beach would you go or give the trip away? i wouldn't go that's for sure...but i'd figure out a way to make money off of it. I stand by that. In your opinion which is the stronger emotion: love or hate? love. of course sometimes when i say i hate someone, it's just because i don't know how to tell them i love them. and furthermore, feeling like i hate someone can make me love them even more. Love. I don’t have the energy for hatred anymore. But I’ll never stop loving what I love. Would you rather sleep for 3 days, or stay awake for 3 days? sleeeeeeeep. Honestly...I don’t know now. I do love my sleep. And I’m lucky to do it for three hours at a time, let alone three days. But I’m also the world’s biggest night owl and am most productive when I should be sleeping. What time did you go to sleep last night? 5am this morning. Like 9am? I don’t remember. When was the last time you had starbucks? never have, never will. I broke my vow and had it exactly one time, a couple years ago. But I refuse to pay five dollars for coffee ever again. Timmy Ho’s and Sheetz are better and half the price. If you were granted one wish, what would you wish for? i don't believe in wishes. Money. What's the tenth text in your inbox say? "is nellie home?" from my mom. “I’m just happy you actually did something about it. Suppose I should return the favor and look into this now.” From Dave, about our respective health issues. Did you stand on your tippy-toes when you had your last kiss? for some reason i always do, even though he's only an inch taller than i am. I must have broken that habit somewhere along the way, because no, I didn’t. Do you like the same person you did a month ago? i've liked the same person for two years. That will never change. Would it be weird if the last person you kissed called you? yeah, cuz he's at work. and he almost never actually calls. He doesn’t call unless something is wrong. Kissed somebody whose name starts with a C T D or J? d. First name D, last name C, middle name J. All different people. Do you ever think about the past? i think about past, present, and future. Always. Do you believe exes can be friends? sometimes. They most certainly can. Do you currently have a hickey, if so where? i've never had one. Only guy who ever gave me a hickey was a complete tool and I only liked him for his southern accent. He came along a few months after the last time I took this survey, when I was on the rebound. Last night you felt? meh. Bored and in pain. What's your favorite thing to do when you're bored? play solitaire. Read fanfic or watch Youtube. In the past 72 hours have you been under the influence? yup. I haven’t. It’s been months since I even drank a beer. Does anyone know your password besides you? no. Dave knows a couple of them. What're you wearing right now? pajamas and a hoodie. Lilo & Stitch pajama pants, Supernatural Day 2017 shirt. The Hot Topical makes a lot of money from me. What were you doing when you found out Michael Jackson was dead? don't know, don't care. i never liked michael jackson. That. Do you want to see somebody right now? yes. Several people. When's the last time you cried? daily. Um...a couple days ago at work because I was in pain. And probably the same day because I was watching Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life and it always makes me cry. Would you rather sing or dance in front of 100,000 people? i'd do both. I don’t want to do anything in front of that many people. But I could sing better than I could dance. Would it be more likely of you to fail Science or Math? both. I sucked at both. I was strictly an English and Art kinda gal. Will you regret your next kiss? no. they're so few and far between i can't regret them. not that i would anyway. No way in hell. I relish the ones I can get. Has the last person you kissed ever seen you cry? yeah but he doesn't ever seem to care. All the time. Everything makes me cry. Next time you will kiss someone on the lips? hopefully i'll get to see him tonight or tomorrow night when he gets done working, since i won't see him on his day off this week. Sometime between the hours of 4 and 7am next Thursday. Your boyfriend buys you flowers, you say? he's not that stupid. he knows i hate flowers. Still true, except he’s my husband now. Do you understand football? understand it and love it. The fooseball is life. I’m so freaking excited for the draft tomorrow. Is the last person you kissed mad at you? he'd have to care to be mad. Our last conversation was about travel and home buying so probably not. The person you have the strongest feelings for dies, do you care? shut up. i'm terrified of that more than anything, because he seems to like to do dumb shit that could get him killed. and i've been having tons of dreams about it lately. What the hell kind of question is that? I’m not a sociopath. Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them in a car? yes. Our first kiss was in a car. Well not the first kiss but that’s what we spent the entire rest of that night doing lol...There have been many car kisses since then as well. Have you kissed more than ten people this year? one person. Just one. Would you ever date someone who was gorgeous but they had a conceited attitude? no. looks don't matter as much as personality. I didn’t know he was conceited at the time but no, I never would again. Like I said, dude was a tool. If someone called you a bitch would you be offended? more like proud. I AM a bitch. I own it. Do you know a few people that smoke weed? a few? i know less people who DON'T smoke weed. Everybody smokes weed anymore. Except like my parents. Was this the best summer of your life? it hasn't happened yet. but last summer was the best so far. For the record, the summer of 2010 was the worst of my life. And last summer was really good for the sole reason of my birthday week, where I met All Time Low and got to spend it back home with my family and friends. Do you think relationships are even worth it? some are. Hope so. Medicine, fine arts, or law? arts. Same. Have you been through driver's ed yet? safety ed...like six years ago. i still don't have my license though. We didn’t have “driver’s ed”. Safety ed was like six weeks of basics but there was never any practice driving or anything like that. I didn’t get my license till I was almost 23. What do you think about people who party a lot? i think i want to be invited? If they’re my age, they need to grow the hell up. If they’re my sister’s age, I’m sure most of them will get sick of it eventually like I did. When was the last time you dyed your hair? almost a year ago...i've been really lazy with it lately. A little over a month ago? It’s orange with black ombre. I like the concept but next time I’m getting it done professionally. Is there a movie you've seen countless times? more than one. Several. I tend to watch most things I like over and over again instead of watching new things. What do you need to go shopping for? i need to stop shopping. Haha...that’s a good answer. But I do need some more compression socks. Have you ever read Twilight? no. Yes, and dammit, I liked it. I still curse myself for that. Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? yeah. Nah, I’ll talk about anything. I’m pretty self-centered. If Britney Spears came to your town, would you go see her concert? hell yes i love her. I’d be there with bells on. Meet anybody new this week? nope. but i'm going to on wednesday. Idk if customers at work count. I don’t leave my house unless it’s for that. Do you dislike anyone at this moment in time? everyone. Yeah, the cunt that thought it’d be cool to cheat on her boyfriend with my best friend and then screw him over as well. Any up coming events you're excited about? the concert on wednesday, and my birthday. Going home next week and house shopping. Does anyone hate you? sure. I guess so. Don’t matter to me.

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