#lolol i have work in da morning

[03rotting]

idk iv been thinking abt gettin1f rid of my ihpone aka not getting anotherr

n the fact it can use the dumbas facce id while im in dark strung everywhi h way is unsettling..

always trust yr gut i stand by that

[harmonysanreads]

I'm not sure if requests are still open since it's early in the morning where I'm from and idk how our timezones work, please delete this if it isn't orz. If it isn't too much trouble, a dainsleif fic mayhaps 🙏😔? I miss him so much and he didn't come home this patch, can be a short drabble ^^.

Not sure if it's leaning on your "things in consideration" list, but the prompt can be:

You've been under his radar for years but now that he's tracked you down, an unknown child who mirrors his blue Khaenriahn eyes guards you with his small and very fragile life. Those eyes... They're eerily familiar.

(side note: Dain isn't the type who thinks children automatically have a heart of gold lolol. He's kinda a hater when it comes to children cept for Yaoyao /jjjj, maybe that's some extra spice to add for the reason why reader is so terrified and left as soon as she had the opportunity?)

Reconteur

yandere!dainsleif x reader

cw(s) : yandere, implied female reader (the narrative is not gender specific but the word 'mother' has been used once)

wc : 1.7 k

this was an interesting challenge for me because this is one theme i've not done before, with a character i've also never written for! i'm extremely sorry for the wait as i got distracted by hsr :') and thank you so much for requesting<3

a delightful illustration by the loveliest person <3 (spoiler alert!)

Stories are truly spectacular.

They're capable of preserving bygone memories ; changing, adapting and sometimes, becoming far too distant from reality. Like saplings of the tree which extends its roots throughout Teyvat and, their seeds are welcomed by the flighty wind, soon to be cultivated by the torrents of time. The present will one day become history and that history will be archived for posterity to learn and criticize. One such story inspires much intrigue, dressed in charming rhetoric and is thus cataloged among fairy tales : a bittersweet tale of a Knight and an Angel.

And in classic format it goes — once upon a time, a defiled Knight cried out to the heavens, for he could not win against the temptation of seeing the forbidden pearl. This blatant defiance earned him but a curse of eternal agony and soon, he begged the skies for salvation. The clouds softened and sent him a little Angel, who quelled the fires of his pain bit by bit, until it became an infinitesimal dot in the Knight's soul. Brimming with gratitude, the Knight offered his very being to the Angel's service and of course, they lived happily ever after.

Now suppose, fundamentally speaking, if fairy tales are but stories and the retelling of history follows the same pattern — who are the storytellers?

The victors, of course.

The dull thud of pages colliding shut assuages Dainsleif, for the story which now finds itself beside children's bedside tables serves no other purpose than to instigate dulcet fantasies, losing credence before the trials of history. It brews a litany of feelings in his numbed heart until they intertwine and transform into a yarn of befuddling human emotions ; echoing in his ears that this is what his past has become.

Albeit, this hardly astonishes the Bough Keeper. When a war ends and the winners hoist their flags, they'd obviously be privy to recounting their glories — none of them would ever write that the Knight in the story had never begged the heavens for forgiveness and no such Angel was sent. Instead, he'd seen fit to snatch the Messenger that'd implored him to return to his right mind and one would think that Celestia had taken great offense in this act, but no one batted an eye.

That is because the Messenger, too, was forsaken by their home, a fallen angel with no wings and no divinity left. Whose existence became synonymous to that of a firefly and the Knight, became the darkness that allowed it to glow. When two broken individuals unite, they either complete their flaws or destroy one another and sadly, in his case, it was the latter.

But is it such a sin to wish for a normal life? Dainsleif muses as he passes by giggling groups of unassuming humans, desperate vendors trying to sell their wares and many more individuals who might carve their places in the next epics of Teyvat. Often is it said, you only learn to value things after they leave your grasp and while his memory does erode day by day, he'll forever remember that Angel's — your countenance, how the corners of your lips used to curve before they did no longer, how every word of yours bewitched his decaying mind and built it anew.

He was an ant chasing after the fragrance of sugar, a mindless bug blinded by a speck of light, an apophyte clinging desperately to the bough, a sinner. And sinners do not deserve luxuries called normalcy, love or a home. The aftereffects of the Cataclysm that befell his homeland drove uncountable masses to nihility, some embraced their hatred while others rotted in corners of this world. It is testament to Dainsleif's willpower that he'd not been conquered by insanity yet. Indeed, he's always practiced rationale and patience ; which have also aided him in his prolonged search for you.

He investigated till every rock of this wretched world became his acquaintance and he kept on hanging to the last traces of your existence. But, as every expedition led to a dead end, he was forced to accept a lamentable realization, that he missed you. He missed you so much. He'd vowed to never kneel before those who took everything from him, at this point in his life though, he found himself one breath away from begging that floating island — if only it'd bring you back to his side.

Rain. It'd rained before that catastrophic day and on the eve you trespassed in his life as well. Would you laugh if you saw him in this state? Or, would you coax him up from his knees and shield him from the rain? A hoarse chuckle leaves his lips, how shameless does one need to be to still expect comfort from the being they hurt repeatedly? He'd rather not hear the answer.

“Mister?”

The sky growled at his misery but he could not differentiate it from a mocking sneer. He blinked upon feeling the absence of raindrops falling on his person and raised his head to stare.

It is as though the stars gazed at him back, “Why are you kneeling on the ground on a rainy day, mister?”

Dainsleif stared owlishly, his mind momentarily ceased to comprehend the present. The boy that'd reach his knees at most if Dainsleif had been standing returned his gaze in equal interest. Though the man failed to decipher those familiar eyes, it seemed that the boy had reached a conclusion.

“Oh, you must be in pain! Here, take one of my apples.”

The Bough Keeper jolted at the fruit that was shoved to his hand, in the blur of his confusion he'd not taken note of the bag full of apples clutched by the boy's other hand.

“My mother said that an apple a day would keep the pain away—ah, or was it the doctor? Anyway, please take it and don't look so sad. I should really be returning now…!”

Dainsleif opened his mouth (To protest, to question or to thank? He didn't know.) as the boy dashed away, the pitter-patters of the rain lulled his footsteps and left the man a great deal dumbfounded. He looked at the apple, now glistening with rainwater and recalled the boy's words. On normal occasions, he'd be tempted to immediately evacuate the vicinity after that mildly embarrassing encounter but, the memory of the starry gaze that rendered him speechless implored him to follow the boy's tracks.

At this point, his mind was operating on instinct, tracing the footprints of an unknown child without purpose would be the farthest thing he'd put on his agenda in his current state. The dense forest swallowed his form until it finally gifted him with a clearing, a small source of light peeked past a half open window and enticed him closer.

“...re…were…y…?”

The man only came to his senses after hearing muffled voices, standing before what he assumed was the door to the thatched cottage. For a second, he debated whether to continue this rendezvous but resigning that he'd come too far, he decided to take a peek through the window.

The rain lulled just enough to not be an outright nuisance, succinct yet unforgettable — there you were, separated by but a weak wooden structure and Dainsleif's stupefied mind. You are there. Are you really there? Right before his eyes, emerging out of nowhere after he turned Teyvat upside down just to find some reassurance that you're still alive? Your eyes narrowed in that familiar frown and rubbing a towel through a boy's hair—

Wait, what?

Fine strands of blonde clung to Dainsleif's forehead, a few drops of water dripping down to join the small puddle under his feet. He gaped like a fish at the scene and at the boy who led him to this epiphany, completely forgetting vigilance.

“Did you talk to anyone, son?”

Flowers bloomed in his heart at the sound of that familiar lilt and his breath hitched as he processed the contents you uttered. Son. You called that boy son. In the light of your humble abode, he noticed the boy's golden locks of hair that he'd previously foregone and a conclusion crawled its way to his mind. He has a child. He has a child? Dainsleif knew you have a knack for unpredictability but this level of surprise was not what he was expecting upon your first appearance after all these years. He dwelled on the question of how it was even possible for a while, he recalled the boy's eyes ; those characteristic star-shaped pupils would never lie. Voices reached his ear again and he decided to cast aside these questions for a later time.

“I did, but the man looked so sad all alone in the rain! So, I gave him one of the apples because I didn't know what else to do. I promise I didn't talk too much!”

You paused for a while, a cautious query followed, “What did he look like?”

The boy copied your silence this time, finding great interest in your nails before exclaiming, “Pretty ordinary!”

Dainsleif didn't know why but that gave a sting to his heart, he looked back to you to see the unreadable expression on your face slowly shift to a soft smile. You affectionately ruffled the boy—his boy's hair, the action somehow softened the ache in his soul. Until he remembered that he was ignorant of his own son's name. He was one who preferred to form his opinion of everyone from a neutral point of view and while he's not one to excuse children's behavior just because of their age, seeing his own son speak half-truths at this stage raised many more concerns to be dropped in the pile.

You're not someone who'd preach dishonesty to a child but considering the situation you are currently in and the things this child must've seen, he found himself understanding. The skies rumbled and Dainsleif barely pushed back the urge to kick down the door and take his family to where they belonged. But seeing the smile that he'd yearned for so many years, he hesitated. You'd fought hard to earn this little happiness and acting on his impulses now, however justified they might be, would be dishonoring your efforts. And judging by your reactions, he can already sense that you won't just sit idly by for him to pounce on.

So, he'll be patient for bit longer and when the time is right, it'll seem as though his family returned to his arms out of their own volition.

[nemo-in-wonderland]

"A firestone forged in flames The wildest card, run the game, run the game Can't stay the same in this world of change Don't fear the pain, just break the chain Lookin' out, she calls "Lai, la-da-di-dai-da Who will conquer all, all?"

Her name is She, Queen of the Kings, runnin' so fast, beatin' the wind (hey) Nothin' in this world can stop the spread of her wings She, Queen of the Kings, broken her cage, threw out the keys (hey) She will be the warrior of North and Southern Seas"

"Queen of Kings" - Alessandra Mele

afternoon afternoon!

I managed to find some wifi earlier this morning, and decided to upload this artwork that I managed to finish during my "forced" leave of absence.

I have been working a lot on Dorothea in the past few days, because I honestly missed my Victorian Queen 🌹💓 (I had a bit of a rough few days, mental health-wise, and my Queen is my go-to find some dopamine lolol)

I am quite happy to finally finalize her Grand Master look (one heck of upgrade from her old design, tho I still very much love the old version as well), because this side of Dottie is one that I don't speak enough about, and I truly need to.

Well, I hope you will like it, and I hope I will be able to share soon more artworks (please cross your fingers that my whole wifi situation get solved soon, thank you <3).

Be safe everyone!

--Nemo

[readerinsertfanfiction]

I posted 584 times in 2021

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Shock

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Arthur Conan Doyle

Prompt: Arthur is having one of his moments of anxiety again and you know just the way to cheer him up! Angst with a slight crack. 

Warning: Spicy? Yeah, I guess it does make hints towards the do, but nothing more than that. It is me after all. 

Word count: 1000+ (whut I actually include a word count now? Yeah, I suppose.)

126 notes • Posted 2021-04-24 18:00:43 GMT

#4

Neeeeeemo i just realized u are multi fandom!😱😱😱🥺❤ Like eeeeeeeeep❤❤❤😳😳 hehehe and like psssst i watch anime 2 😅😅😂😂😂🤣 its been a while but lolol🤣🤣❤ hehehe dearest nemo could i pretty please with rainbows ontop request a mornings with kyo sohma from fruit basket 🥺🥺🥺hehehe i had the biggest crush on him! Gaaaah he is such a cutie❤❤😳😳😳

Hehehe love ya lots darling nemo! Hope u are getting plenty of rest! Eating 3 meals a day and and not over working yourself ❤❤❤🥺 sending all the love! //slides over some ice cream❤🌻

You only realised now that I’m multi-fandom???? 😱😱😱 Have I been giving everything else that little attention? 😱😱😱 MUST FIX. 

Kyo is such a cutie, cat lovers unite!!! 

I--- I eat... ? //starts sweating I HAVE A VERY SEDENTARY LIFESTYLE I DON’T NEED THREE FULL MEALS. //sweats harder 

I will accept the ice cream tho! 

Fandom: Fruits Basket

Character: Kyo Sohma

Prompt: Mornings with a certain cat

129 notes • Posted 2021-03-01 19:00:43 GMT

#3

The Ring

Fandom: Naruto

Character: Tobirama Senju 

Prompt: Been a hot minute since I wrote for this fandom and I suddenly felt like it. Deal with it. 

Warnings: Misunderstandings and allusions to marriage. 

Word count: -1K

Masterlist

133 notes • Posted 2021-07-30 14:01:05 GMT

#2

Kindred

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Leonardo Da Vinci

Prompt: I suddenly realise how many list Leonardo as his favourite and what that means for birthday surprises. LOL 

I also wanted to make this man pine. Hard. You will have to suffer for me, Leo.

Warnings: Dude is pining hard. I guess we can call it blue balls.

Word count: -1k 

Masterlist

142 notes • Posted 2021-06-08 14:02:52 GMT

#1

My darling nemo! It is i!☺☺❤❤😏🥺last request before bed😳🥺❤ hehehe so could i pretty please with alllllllllll the ice cream intop request a lil fic with Hatori Sohma from Fruit basket hehehe not ganna lie even tho kyo has my heart, this man! Whoooooo he is a cutie and deserves all the hugs❤❤🥺🥺🥺😳😳

Hehehe here is the fun lil prompt suggestion 😳🥺❤

“Are you trying to flirt with me?”

“Yes. Is it working?”

Hehehe love ya lots neeeeeemo! Thank you for always indulging me and letting me fill up your ask box with plenty of spam❤❤🥺🥺😳 hehehehe

Oooh, Zeta-dearest likes the doctor, huh? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

That line sounds like it could describe us perfectly. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Fandom: Fruits Basket

Character: Hatori Sohma

Prompt: A: “Are you trying to flirt with me?” B: “Yes, is it working?”

211 notes • Posted 2021-03-27 19:01:50 GMT

Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

[marc-spectorr]

y’all i stepped outside, felt the heat and almost passed out. remember to hydrate my friends :)

BABY GIRL NO- *FRANTICALLY RUSHES AROUND* HERE TAKE THIS🧊🧊🧊 AND THIS 🚰🚰🚰 AND THIS 🕶️🕶️🕶️ AAAND DONT FORGET THIS 💙💙💙

but seriously callie i hope youre feeling better! don't forget the sunscreen and the ungodly amounts of fluids

-love 🦋

p.s your thirsty talks and headcanons are the only thing keeping me going at this point - your writing is freaking amazing!!! (and once again good luck on the Santi fic - don't stress its going to be great <33)

awWW TYSMMM 💞😭😩

ugh time to brace day 2 of the heatwave here :// also the ac at my office has been acting up so im going to swelter extra hard send helppppp. but ty ty my darling! im literally bringing a jug of ice cold water everywhere and trying my best not to evaporate outside LOLOL

and omgofmfkfk you’re too sweet,, got me crying at 7 in da morning :’) but it make me really happy that you’ve been enjoying the thirsty talks and hcs! i still have a couple left and will be working on those this weekend heehee. these next few days are going to be dedicated to that santi fic i keep mentioning but never happens shjhhjhhhh

BUT STAY HYDRATE TODAY AND ALWAYS LOVELY. WE GOT THIS 💗💪

[muwur]

snapchat headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for using snapchat w ur boi toi ft. the pretty setter squad

❧ gn reader

✎ 3.1k words

a/n: kinda a combo of how they use sc and the kinds of snaps they send you! along w wat u send them, and uh... dating stuf n shenanigans? texting/snapping habits? my fantasies? IDEK ANYMORE EOFHEFJ

this was born from the recesses of my mind , which desired nothing mor than snapchats from suga , us sending cute selfies , others bein dumb n chaotic , no context videos , n him snapping me photos of some mangoes on sale he said he’ll buy for me DXX it’s too late for me now

doing research on hq bois and surfing thru sc features (im just now realizing theres quite a bit?? im hoping i address most of them at some point lolol) instead of real life tings aHHhhhHAHA

requests: open! will be working on a suga one i got, dw, requester!

sugawara

✧ sends good morning and good night snaps

✧ so he’s rlly good at keeping streaks, probs has the longest ones (one of them being y’alls streak)

✧ posts tidbits of volleyball practice on his story every once in a while

✧ snaps you pics of his sleeping teammates when they’re coming back to school after a long day of matches , adding a single ‘❤️’ as a caption

✧ he will also create colorful masterpieces on all of them

✧ gives daichi a santa beard, tanaka a squiggly stache (i imagine it to look like spongebob n patrick’s seaweed ones now that were mEN), n kageyama sum angry brows,,, wait he already has them lolol u good der kags

✧ posts a picture of you when you’re hanging out, captioning it: “🥰“

✧ has conversations with you purely via snaps

✧ ranges from casual chats and checking up on u to crackwhoring ( ** indicates the photo, while the “” quotes indicate the caption, all snaps are italicized, otherwise its regular dialogue)

✧ suga: *peace sign* “hey sweetheart, how r u?”

✧ you: *pics of homework* “ahh, drowning in school ;-; i cant wait for this week to be over fghjkl”

✧ suga: *close up with :o on his face* “let’s study together tmrw!”

✧ or

✧ suga: *complete darkness* “its 3 am n i cant sleep”

✧ you: *the top half of your head, laying on a pillow* “ ;( aw babe. do u want me to send something to help u sleep?”

✧ suga: *still in darkness* “y u still up?? go sleep. n 🥺 yes pls”

✧ you: *snaps pics of feet* “that’ll be 50 bucks, pay up” 

✧ suga: *darkness remains* “can we make a trade instead? i promise to make it worth ;)”

✧ ok now u BOTH cant sleep (im sry my crackheading be acting up around 2am eeryday, i stan a mischievous suga--)

✧ video chats (in the darkness lol) instead until you both pass out (im not in luv u r 😭)

✧ super down to take filtered selfies w you

✧ does all the silly ones with you (things like ’angry face’ or the frog one)

✧ but also rlly digs lookin cute with you using some heart crowns, y’all an aesthetic (n crakhead) duo fosho

✧ def subscribes to life hacks and tries them out himself, has a 50% success rate

kageyama

✧ doesn’t rlly use snapchat too much

✧ but when he does

✧ will either send you a picture to indicate he’s at volleyball practice (wow wat a sexi lookin gym floor)

✧ or some random picture of whatever he’s doing at the moment (*drinking milk*)

✧ this is mostly in order to save streaks

✧ he’s so bad at streaks

✧ “why does it matter?? what’s the point of sending just black screens or whatever’s in front of you at the moment??”

✧ can’t keep a consistent streak for more than 3 days and also doesn’t care (until hinata challenges him to see who can have the longer one)

✧ when you send him videos of him playing, he really focuses on them to try to improve his technique. asks you to send those vids to him (assuming u saved them, which u did)

✧ but when you look over his shoulder when he’s watching a video and give him some compliment (“i recorded at the perfect moment! that was a really good set, kageyama!”), he gets a bit flustered

✧ gets even more flustered but pretty happy whenever you post videos on your story showing karasuno winning some points with captions like:

✧ “footage of the legendary quick >.>” or “karasuno crows flyin high!” or “these bois make my heart 😭 im so proud”

✧ you WILL catch him off guard in photos, using filters that surrounds his head w/ emojis like 🥺💖🥰💘

✧ you also put these on your story (to his dismay)

✧ ppl comment on these mor than anything else (n for those who dont rlly kno kageyama, theyre kinda surprised to him like this)

✧ hinata snickers “hey kageyama you look pretty good here--”

✧ takes some selfies with you, mostly cuz you want them

✧ saves them after u send them over (n secretly cherishes them)

✧ occasionally watches his subscriptions, they’ll usually involve sports, mostly volleyball (who woulda guessed)

✧ you use his bitmoji to test out random facial expressions you would never see him wear

✧ you: “can you smile and wink like this? act like you’re the obnoxious charming guy in a shojo.”

✧ will actually attempt, but it looks so bad that you die inside and he never wants to try again cuz of ur laughing outburst (you: “😭😭 bb im sorry i couldnt help it”)

oikawa

✧ literally sends you anything and everything

✧ morning bathroom selfie to show off how good his hair came out that day, saying:

✧ “he has risen”

✧ or “i woke up like this”

✧ and my favorite, “you’re lucky you get this content for frEE”

✧ selfies with iwa, who just looks annoyed and exasperated at the camera

✧ sends you pics of his lunch and snacks (“bet u wish u had milk bread too”)

✧ always packs extra milk bread so he could convince you to stay at his practice after school--

✧ FILTERSS

✧ I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENUF

✧ will either use the filters that make him kayooottt (cute)

✧ loves the ones named ‘hearts,’ ‘soft,’ ‘peach,’ ‘butterfly cheeks,’ vsco filters LOL, etc

✧ uses ‘big mouth’ when he feelin a bit sASSY; also loves to use this one when he rants, it channels his inner valley girl

✧ sometimes he’ll be snacking or drinking something while he does so (“hey guys today im gonna eat these milk buns from my favorite bakery and this bomb orange juice and complain about this little kid who talked smack to me earlier and almost made me cry--”)

✧ takes cute selfies with you, is an aesthetic selfie king, puts them on his story to show off he’s hangin with you

✧ but on your story you only post the ones he looks bad in LOL

✧ has separate stories for his every need, some r private (and lucky you, ur included in all of them)

✧ titles them ‘mean things iwa said to me today,’ ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ ‘a day in the life of oikawa,’ ‘volleyball 🏐,’ ‘unpopular opinions,’ etc. 

✧ fitting room photoshoots lol

✧ “y/n, what do you think of this??” “and this?” “oOH WHAT ABOUT THIS??”

✧ ends up calling you through video chat so you can live critique his choices

✧ “oikawa, please no, i can’t be seen with you in public if you wear those--”

✧ also changes his bitmoji’s outfits from time to time, hopes you’ll notice, but you don’t LOL (oikawa: ;((((((( )

kenma

✧ uses sc usually just to reply to messages ppl send him

✧ indifferent about streaks, but keeps a few with ppl he’s closer to

✧ mindlessly plays the snapchat games with you, finds some of them kinda cute

✧ you both made his bitmoji for him, dressing his up in the orange cat suit

✧ you also helped make kuroo’s and put his in the black cat suit to match--

✧ snaps you every time he gets a new game, starts playing it, and once he finishes

✧ started to post some gameplays and reviews on his sc story (might as well add them to sc since he was already on other social platforms), and ended up amassing a large following

✧ follows the tech and gaming stories on sc

✧ as well as the ones with cute animals--

✧ open to selfies with you, usually wears a calm expression and holds up a peace sign

✧ even occasionally sticks his tongue out

✧ his story is occasionally heavily bombarded with candids of him w/ pretty sc filters, all taken by you

✧ but of all the filters, you love using the clout glasses on him

✧ especially when he’s just minding his own business

✧ “kenma, in his tru habitat” when hes cocooned in a blanket

✧ “kenma, on his way to steal yo manz” while on his way to the bathroom

✧ “kenma, next iron chef. watch out gordon” as he’s cooking instant ramen

✧ “kenma” n das it

✧ but he thinks it meme-y so he lets you do whatever you want, kinda digs it

✧ you end up dedicating your snap story to memes of kenma and the nekoma volleyball team. ppl are in it for the shits n giggles n hot bois

✧ you later discover someone else did the same thing with their volleyball team filled with hot bois from shiratorizawa, and you befriend tendou and share funni internet tings

akaashi

✧ 99% of his photos include either you or bokuto or both

✧ bokuto spams akaashi’s story and contact list with selfies and videos of himself using weird filters, often gets you to join him

✧ has several streaks, but will send something with more substance than a black screen or his bedroom window

✧ will usually involve smthng that just happened to him or smthing he saw, like:

✧ “a kind older lady offered me some apples in return for helping her”

-or:

✧ “how do i break the news to bokuto that the yaikniku place he’s been wanting to go to for the past week ,,, is closed today”

✧ o n let’s not leave out:

✧ “is it possible to conjure a ghost using a wooden spatula, ketchup, and a chalk drawn hexagram? bokuto’s been paranoid ever since he tried last night and i dont know what to tell him. seriously, help”

✧ looks through stories occasionally, comments whenever bokuto makes questionable decisions

✧ also comments on whatever you’ve posted. his words range from “you’re cute” to “why,” depending on the content

✧ ppl know when y’all are hanging out cuz he’ll post smthing to indicate he’s with you, usually it’s some candid and you’re not paying attention

✧ appreciation posts for you as well! esp if you got him something, like onigiri or his fav, Nanohana no Karashiae , for lunch! (akaashi: *snaps a pic of his food* “thank you y/n for feeding me”)

✧ prefers video calling over texting/snapping whenever possible tho

✧ occasionally reminisces thru his sc memories

✧ enjoys the flashback feature and will send them to you and bokuto (cuz they’re about y’all anyway lolol)

✧ also has secretly saved a bunch of selfies of himself, consists of him trying out a lot of the filters (he feelin himself)

✧ you, one day, looking thru his phone and discovering them: “akaashi, you’re so pretty wtf”

✧ akaashi: “...”

koganegawa

✧ sends you selfies of him before practice

✧ during breaks

✧ and after practice, usually makes a comment about how it went for him that day like:

✧  “i hit a decent toss today and futakuchi actually complimented me!”

✧ that, or:

✧ “i got yelled at 17 times today 😢😩”

✧ has quite a few streaks, his longest ones being with you and hinata

✧ def uses filters

✧ tries out every funny one he finds and sends you videos

✧ “look y/n im an aaaaAALlliiEEENnnNNN oo oo hoo hhhooOOh”

✧ “now im a chicky nuggy!!” (chicken nugget)

✧ also enjoys the doodle feature

✧ but he uses the filter with the clout glasses unironically--

✧ usually when smth good happens to him and he feels happy and/or cool about it

✧ “just beat the boss in this game on my 69th try B)”

✧ “kogane, that’s--”

✧ plays sc games with you and thinks bitmojis r cool

✧ kinda sad he cant find a hair option that matches him tho lolol rip

✧ you: “you hair’s just,,, unique,,,”

✧ subscribed to anything sports and fitness, as well as pop culture so he can stay in the loop

✧ also watches everyone else’s stories, pointing out whenever he sees smthing cool and/or interesting

✧ “woahh, karasuno’s at nationals right now! i wish we could’ve won, but next year for sure!!”

✧ you encourage him at all his games, hyping him up irl and online

✧ “koganegawa: best setter 😍!!”

✧ luckily you didnt record the parts he completely messed up LOL

semi

✧ before going out with you, snaps you a pic of his casual outfit like:

✧ semi: “does this look ok”

✧ you: “babe you look great, tendou was just messing with you”

✧ will make unwanted appearances on tendou’s snap and complains to you about them

✧ “i didnt consent to being part of his meme page” and

✧ “okay, but he didn’t only have to share all the moments i messed up--”

✧ also indifferent about streaks but will do them

✧ sometimes sends snaps/streaks indicating he’s practicing his music

✧ when you see these you usually ask him to send you vids or if you can come over n watch

✧ initially is a bit shy about it but he loves what he does and you and knows you’re genuinely interested and supportive so he agrees

✧ secretly rlly enjoys having you as his personal audience

✧ lowkey into asmr, like the soap cutting shit as well as chewing crunchy things

✧ also watches food porn and clips of mukbangs, then can’t resist going on youtube and watching the whole thing

✧  “y/n, can we try this, it looks so good--”

✧ will also often watch oikawa’s stories, especially his ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ and makes comments about him being an idiot

✧  “this kid he’s talking about is a savage”

✧ but admits they’re quite entertaining

✧ just looks serious in all the selfies you take with him

✧ you: “can you look like you’re enjoying yourself?”

✧ semi: “i look cooler like this tho”

✧ sc memories filled with shenanigans from you and the volleyball team, doodles, and mirror selfies with him experimenting diff looks (you: “tendou, you got him way too concerned about this”)

✧ also enjoys showing off he’s with you, taking a short video of you when you hang out

✧ you: “semi, i look bad right now”

✧ semi: “but you can never look bad”

✧ you: “🥺 bb”

✧ viewers: “aw”

✧ shiratorizawa: “can he be this nice with us LOL”

shirabu

✧ his main mode of communication with you is mostly through the regular messaging app, so he doesn’t use sc too much

✧ also doesn’t care for streaks and is bad at keeping them

✧ will answer to you or his senpais rather soon tho

✧ but lets all his other notifications pile up a bit before finally going thru them

✧ goes through the snaps he receives really fast, spending like 2 seconds each to look at them cuz aint nobody got time for dat

✧ doesn’t even rlly open goshiki’s LOL

✧ you have fun using filters on him and taking videos while he’s just doing his own thing peacefully like studying

✧ it takes him a second to notice and when he finally looks up, he just gives you an exasperated look

✧ cue you cracking up with laughter bc the filter finally shows up on his face

✧ his eyes and mouth are now on mike wazowski

✧ that, or his face becomes so disturbingly moRPhed like an alien

✧ caption: “ken-chan, my future medical man 😍”

✧ “y/n, please, this is like the 7th time in the last 20 minutes--”

✧ finally convinced him to take a study break and hang out with you

✧ which usually consists of snacking and light banter while you lay your head on his lap

✧ and scrolling through snapchat stories and showing him what everyone else is up to and cool things you’re subscribed to

✧ “loooook, dr. miami’s doing another butt job! is this the line of work you’re studying so hard for?”

✧ “no, it’s really not”

✧ is actually very soft with you and likes having the photos and vids for memories

atsumu

✧ sends you snaps where his brother looks bad, captioning it:

✧ “this is evidence that im the hotter twin”

✧ likewise, osamu sends you snaps where atsumu looks even worse

✧ like, the mans passed out, looking rekt and open mouthed, drool seeping into his pillow

✧ osamu: “u still have time to break up with him”

✧ also lucky for you, atsumu also loves to take unflattering photos of you and send them to you randomly at like 2 am

✧ you: “nani tf when did you even take this??”

✧ usually posts a snap while he’s out somewhere like at a match, the gym, outside on a run, a party, or just hanging out with you or his frens

✧ however, makes sure you look good if you show up on his story cuz he wants to show you off

✧ doesn’t really care for streaks, but has a lott

✧ but also has a tON of unopened snaps

✧ is the type to send just a black screen n call it a day, or maybe spice it up by sending a pic of the sexi gym floor (a comeback) w his shoe in the corner

✧ will, however, consistently respond to you and kinda looks forward to ur snaps (secretly hopes you show ur face)

✧ but when you dont:

*in class*

✧ atsumu: *a smirk on his face* “your content’s kinda dry today” 

✧ you: *your sexi desk* “my nudez ain’t free, i demand compensation”

✧ atsumu: *grasped his chin in thought, but angled the cam up bc he needa hide his phone in class lolol* “what if i... take you out on a romantic excursion”

✧ you: * your face but with ‘sausage’ filter* “🥵🥵🥵🥵 yessir, what u want”

✧ rlly only wants to have pics of your face wat a closeted sOFTIE

✧ likes to have content on his flashbacks

✧ usually has other social media sources to keep up to date with things

✧ actually rlly digs using sc filters, mostly ones that’ll make him look like a queen

✧ captions a selfie of you two like: “me >>>>>>> y/n”

✧ but nearly everyone who comments on it is like: “i think you flipped the sign, bro 🤥”

✧ judges ppl who are into soap cutting asmr (you will never hear the end of it if you also like it)

a/n: sc kinda dying for me, my use went from suga to an atsumu to like nearly nonexistent LOL

also o gawd i already have ideas here n there for a pt 2 so stay tuned fjxnwfesd hope it takes me less long cuz this one took me fkin foreva LOL

idk y i made semi like mukbangs but i feel like he’d be rlly into them--

[icaruspendragon]

— Get to know me! 

The last time I filled this out was in July of 2017 and I just wanted to see how my answers changed, the new answers are in parentheses. 

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? A boy named Igor (My husband John Paul)  2. Are you outgoing or shy? Shy (Shy)  3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? My mom today! (JP when he gets home from work lolol)  4. Are you easy to get along with? I would say yes, I don’t really fight with anyone. (same)  5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? He already has haha. (same answer, different person) 6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Kind people. (same, also boys with long hair)  7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? Yes (I sure hope so)  8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Igor (Zuko lmao)  9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Nope (same)  10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Patrick (JP)  11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? “You can be anything you want. I’ll support you.” ( “I was just training.” ) 12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? The most recent Bastille album lol. ( Waves by Bastille, Rosie by John Mayer, Swimming In The Moonlight by Bad Suns, Thank Me Later by Anna of the North, and Jackie and Wilson by Hozier)  13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? YES ( same)  14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Yes (kinda)  15. What good thing happened this summer? Going to Gay Pride in Nashville (I got married)   16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? HELL YEAH (ye)  17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Yes (same)  18. Do you still talk to your first crush? No (same)  19. Do you like bubble baths? Yes (same)  20. Do you like your neighbors? I don’t really talk to my neighbors (no i do not like them)  21. What are you bad habits? I doubt myself a lot. (I used to do a shit ton of cocaine and still want to do a lot of cocaine haha)  22. Where would you like to travel? YES (same)  23. Do you have trust issues? YES (same)  24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Cuddling with my cats after I wake up. (going to bed lol)   25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? I love myself totally. (All I want in this world is a fat ass)  26. What do you do when you wake up? Check my phone. (crawl over my still slumbering husband to quietly get ready for work)  27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Neither. I am fine just the way that I am. (yeah same)  28. Who are you most comfortable around? Mackenzie. (JP)  29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Yes. (same)  30. Do you ever want to get married? I think so. (I am married)  31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? Yes. (same)  32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? None. (same)  33. Spell your name with your chin.  bdfdfmkljde (ber5klkier) 34. Do you play sports? What sports? No, I’m in band. (no, but I was in band for 11 years)  35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV (same)  36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yes. (same)  37. What do you say during awkward silences? Nothing. That’s what makes them awkward. (lol, yeah) 38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Tall, dark, English major. (same)  39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Amazon lmao. (i’m a slut for etsy and i greatly enjoy candy stores)  40. What do you want to do after high school? I’m already done with high school thank God. ( i dunno)  41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? It depends. (No)  42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean? Nothing. (probably thinking about zutara tbh)  43. Do you smile at strangers? Yes, I’m from the South. I think it’s ingrained in my DNA to. (yeah)  44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Space boi (same)  45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? That morning wee (work and wee)  46. What are you paranoid about? That none of friends like me and that they’re all just pretending. (same)  47. Have you ever been high? Yes. (same)  48. Have you ever been drunk? Yes. (same)  49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? Oh honey. (nope)  50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Black. (yellow)  51. Ever wished you were someone else? Nope. (ye)  52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? Nothing.(i. want. a. fat. ass.)   53. Favourite makeup brand? Probably Tarte. (NYX)  54. Favourite store? Ulta (I don’t really have one)  55. Favourite blog? I don’t have one. (I have so many now, omg @babytreehugger @hugs4zuko @pineapple-frenzy @bluelady-atla @aprilmayship and @firelxdykatara are a few of them!)  56. Favourite colour? Light green. (same) 57. Favourite food? Pasta (same)  58. Last thing you ate? Pasta lmao. (does espresso count? if not, then pizza for dinner last night)  59. First thing you ate this morning? I haven’t yet. (espresso, lol, i have yet to have food today)  60. Ever won a competition? For what? Nope. (do band competitions count? if so, yes)  61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? Nope. (same)  62. Been arrested? For what? Nope. (same)  63. Ever been in love? Yes. (yeah boiiii)  64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? I was in seventh grade. It wasn’t great. (that’s pretty much it)  65. Are you hungry right now? No. (also no)   66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? No. (no, but more gently this time)  67. Facebook or Twitter? Facebook. (neither tbh)  68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr (same)  69. Are you watching tv right now? No. (same)  70. Names of your bestfriends? Carleigh, Karlee, Maria, Mackenzie, Emily, Josh,  and Allen!! (same, but now i have JP, another Maria, Scott, Corbin, and pretty much all of my sbux coworkers)  71. Craving something? What? Not really haha. (same)  72. What colour are your towels? Different colors. (same)  72. How many pillows do you sleep with? Three. (five lmao)  73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Yes. (yes)   74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? I only have two with me at my apartment, but more at home. (five)  75. Favourite animal? Dragon. (same)  76. What colour is your underwear? Pink. (blue)  77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla (depends on what is being offered)  78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Vanilla (birthday cake)  79. What colour shirt are you wearing? Gray (red plaid)  80. What colour pants? Blue nike shorts. (red plaid. yes it’s 1:59 pm. yes i’m wearing pajamas)  81. Favourite tv show? Avatar: the Last Airbender.  (same)  82. Favourite movie? The Way He Looks (same)  83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Mean Girls (ye)  84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? 21 Jump Street (ye)  85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? I don’t have one. (ye)  86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? I don’t have one. (ye)   87. First person you talked to today? Sage (John Paul)  88. Last person you talked to today? Jaimy (John Paul)  89. Name a person you hate? I don’t hate anyone. (da president)  90. Name a person you love? Mackenzie. He’s kind of my hero. (Same, but also my husband I reckon)   91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? No one really haha. (same)   92. In a fight with someone? No. (currently, no. in the past? yes. this question is weird)  93. How many sweatpants do you have? One. (still just one)  94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? Four or five. (so many)  95. Last movie you watched? Logan (I have no idea about the last movie i watched and also no idea what movie “Logan” is)  96. Favourite actress? I don’t think that I have one. (same)  97. Favourite actor? Avan Jogia. (same i reckon)  98. Do you tan a lot? No. (same)  99. Have any pets? Yes, three cats! (same three cats and now a dog) 100. How are you feeling? Tired. But that’s nothing new. (lmao yeah same)  101. Do you type fast? Yes. (ye)  102. Do you regret anything from your past? Oh honey (ahaha :’) )  103. Can you spell well? Yes. (i am okay)  104. Do you miss anyone from your past? OH BUDDY (ye)  105. Ever been to a bonfire party? Yes. (same) 106. Ever broken someone’s heart? Yes. (same)  107. Have you ever been on a horse? Yes. (same, and never again)  108. What should you be doing? Sleeping. (writing or cleaning)  109. Is something irritating you right now? No. (no)  110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Yes. (ye)  111. Do you have trust issues? Oh yeah. (ye) 112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? My mom. (JP)  113. What was your childhood nickname? Gertie. (that one and also ‘berkel’)  114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? Yes. (ye)  115. Do you play the Wii? No. (still no)  116. Are you listening to music right now? Yes, the Danish String Quartet. (no)  117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? It’s okay. (it is still just an okay soup)  118. Do you like Chinese food? Hell yeah. (HELL YEAH)  119. Favourite book? Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell. (same)  120. Are you afraid of the dark? I used to be, but not anymore. (yes)  121. Are you mean? No, being mean gets you nowhere in life. (no)  122. Is cheating ever okay? No. (also no)  123. Can you keep white shoes clean? Hell nope. (still nope)  124. Do you believe in love at first sight? No. (sorta kinda)  125. Do you believe in true love? Yes. (yeah)  126. Are you currently bored? A little. (no)  127. What makes you happy? A good book, a cup of coffee, and a cold rainy day. (same)  128. Would you change your name? I used to want to change it to something “normal” but not anymore. (I need to because it’s been six months since i got married and i have yet to legally change my last name)  129. What your zodiac sign? Gemini. I was supposed to be a cancer though, my mom just couldn’t chill lol. (same)  130. Do you like subway? It’s okay. (same)  131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?Probably just hope that it goes away. I don’t like change. (still same, except I’d probably tell JP about it)  132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? I answered this earlier, and it’s still Patrick. (Still JP)  133. Favourite lyrics right now? The song Blackbird by the Beatles in its entirety. (WAP, in its entirety) 134. Can you count to one million? Yes. ( probably? yes. will i? no.)  135. Dumbest lie you ever told? There is no telling. (that one time i faked my death when I was like, 14.)  136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Closed. (cracked open)  137. How tall are you? 5′4. (still 5′4)  138. Curly or Straight hair? I have curly hair. (same)  139. Brunette or Blonde? I have blonde hair.  (same)  140. Summer or Winter? Winter. (same)  141. Night or Day? Night. (same)  142. Favourite month? December. (same)  143. Are you a vegetarian? No, but I have been in the past. (no)  144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? Milk. (sameO  145. Tea or Coffee? COFFEE (BOTH)  146. Was today a good day? Yes. (it was alright I reckon)  147. Mars or Snickers? Neither. (same)  148. What’s your favourite quote? “fire cannot kill a dragon.” (anything uncle iron says ever)   149. Do you believe in ghosts? Hell yeah. (ye)  150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “He was so snug in there that he was able to pretend that he was safe at home, having survived the war, and that he was telling his parents and sister a true war story–whereas the true war story was still going on.” From Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut. ( “‘They plant when they’re hot. It doesn’t mean they’re angry or hungry.’ I hesitated, watching her. ‘You’ve never seen one before, have you?’” From “Parable of the Sower” by Octavia E. Butler) 

[smoakqueenfam]

Arrow Rewatch 2018 - 2x10

— I swear, all of the action sequences in this show are SO well done.

— Whenever Oliver walks in a room, his eyes are searching for his girl.

— Someone misses his wife.

— It’s like the passing of the torch. First Yao Fei had the Hood. Then Shado. Now Oliver.

— Oliver is carrying so much guilt about Shado.

— I thought Donner stopped working at the DA’s office since we haven’t seen him since the Count took him. Hah.

— Don’t endorse that crazy person, Oliver!

— “He did something completely out of character this morning. He showed up for work on time!” LOLOL.

— Well damn. That’s a big explosion.

— This looks like a scene from Chicago Fire! Except Oliver is not a firefighter. Haha.

— Whoa. Hello, superstrength!

— “We need you here.” Hubby needs his wifey always!

— First look at Oliver’s future campaign office!

— Blood, stop with the sob story. We all know you’re full of BS.

— “Right now, you’re the only thing that’s keeping me together.” Awwww. I love Theroy so much.

— IT IS SO OBVIOUS THAT IS OLIVER. I cannot and will not ever get over it.

— “Your blonde friend. She’s really good with computers.” That look on Oliver’s face. Love ittt.

— Oliver does not care one teeny bit about running through some red lights. Hahaha.

— Don’t get mad at wifey.

— “I’d like you to get your head out of Central City and get your head back in the game.” “Sure, as soon as you get yours out of your ass!” LOLOLOL.

— My god, they are SO married.

— “I don’t think you had a problem with Felicity’s performance until she met Barry Allen.” DING DING DING! You are correct, Diggle. Jealous Oliver is in full swing.

— “He’s not exactly my boyfriend.” “Well digging things up on him wont be as much fun then.” Hahaha, Quentin.

— My question is, how does Oliver get in and out of places that quick?! As pointed out in 6x08, he does not have super speed. LOL.

— Oh jeez. Oliver. Be careful!

— The look on Felicity’s face when she finally hears his voice. So much relief.

— If anyone can disarm a bomb, it’s our girl!

— Moira, you see something about to come down and you just stop to stare at it? Run, girl!

— Roy doesn’t know what’s happening to him. Poor guy.

— This entire Olicity scene is in my top five favorites of all time!

— “I’m sorry.” “Are you talking to me or your quiver?” Snarky F.

— “I rely on you.” GAH.

— “You’re not my employee. You’re my partner.” MELT MY FREAKING HEART OKAY. I CANT.

— Oliver having to comfort Felicity about another guy is killing him inside. You can totally tell by his body language and the look on his face.

— The shoulder touch! Never gets old.

— Slade took the mirakuru. Oh boy.

— Maya is crazy pants. Of course Blood did that to her.

— “Sebastian is the devil!” Accurate.

— “Sebastian isn’t your nephew. He’s your son!”

@hope-for-olicity @jules85 @memcjo @allimariexf @xspeedytrashx

[felixthekoala]

rules: bold all that apply to you!!

tagged by: @hey-hey-chan

tagging: @changbeanie @kmins  @strgaykids @straycuties @minhomygod @realstraykids @leeknows

I am in college/university

I’ve graduated college/university

I am in high school 

I like my job

I’ve never had a job

I am shorter than 5’5 

I’ve worked a job I hated

I have a tattoo

I have more than one tattoo

I don’t have tattoos but I want some

I’m vegetarian

I have allergies

I’m sarcastic {sometimes}

I’m self-conscious about my body

I’m shy {does an extrovert with social anxiety count??}

I’ve been called over-emotional {gotta love my parents}

I have a strange sense of humour

I wear a piece of jewelry at all times

I’m atheist

I have red hair

I have blonde hair {i mean, i have a blonde balayage??}

I dye my hair regularly

I am an only child

I have more than three siblings

I have a niece

I have a nephew

I couldn’t choose a favorite song {how can you when all of skz’s music are bops??}

I’ve failed a class

I can speak two or more languages {English and French mainly}

I can play an instrument {pianooooo}

I’ve hugged someone in the last 24 hours {only bc I broke down in the middle of my song in rehearsal and my director and choreographer gave me super long hugs :’) }

I’ve kissed someone in the last 24 hours

I have a best friend {sorta?  like I have a best friend group?}

I’ve known my best friend for more than 10 years 

I have met a friend from the internet {ehehhehe @ Kris, Erin, Maddy, and uhmmm some fboys don’t ask eheheh}

I’ve kissed someone of the same sex

I’ve had sex in the past month

I’m in/have been in a long distance relationship

I’ve had a one night stand

I’ve been dumped more than I’ve dumped someone

I’ve cheated on someone

I’ve met someone famous {up10tion, many soccer players, (does skz on asc count???lolol), others I forgot lol}

I’ve broken a bone {MORE THAN I CAN COUNT, the latest being a fractured kneecap from falling down the stairs...…….}

I’ve spent more than six hours straight online

I’ve been out of my home country {Canada, Mexico, France, and soon Taiwan!!}

I have friends who are married {they’re close lol he’s just gotta grow a pair and ask her dad}

I have friends who have children of their own

I have been in a wedding party

I’ve ridden in a limousine

I am a morning person

I am a night owl

I like anime

I like Disney movies

I like comedies more than action films

I like action movies more than comedies {SUPERHERO MOVIES ARE DA BOMB MAN}

I always order dessert {almost always :’) }

I can’t cook 

I enjoy puns {but not from my dad ehehhehehehNO}

I enjoy being alone

I read for pleasure 

I don’t play video games 

I believe in ghosts

I believe in aliens

I enjoy conspiracy theories

I’ve been somewhere considered ‘haunted’

I’ve stayed up all night for no reason {I mean does it count as no reason if you were on a plane to france and pulled longer than an all-nighter??}

I can’t keep secrets

I’ve had a Skype call with more than four people {once again, french fboys, I hate myself -_- }

I’m good with children  {I mean I work with them and had a breakthrough with a super shy 6 year old girl so I should hope so lol}

I’ve cheated on a test

I’ve watched an entire season of something in one day {When I was sick in france and had nothing better to do}

I am wearing something green right now

I am wearing something yellow right now

I am wearing something purple right now {I mean there’s purple flowers on my bra...}

I’ve never tried alcohol {never intentionally...…..}

I’ve had alcohol while underage  {THEY TOLD ME THERE WAS NO ALCOHOL IN IT I DIDN’T THINK THEY’D LIE}

I’ve played a drinking game

I’m scared of snakes

I’m scared of heights

I’m scared of clowns

I’m scared of spiders

I collect stamps

I collect comic books

I keep old bus/train tickets

I don’t know the words to my national anthem 

I have more than three key rings on my keys

I’ve had my hair cut in the past month

I’ve cosplayed

I can’t swallow pills

I miss someone right now

[yoitssabrinee]

POROUS [03]

So yall got a not so date with Iggy. Yall happy? Because I am.

@hypaalicious @thirdstreetcettin @sayura21 and all my other Iggy thots out there, this for yall.

WARNING: None, probably some angst but not much?

PAIRING: Ignis Scientia/GN!Reader

SETTING: Post-Brotherhood Era; AU of sorts.

A/N: hggdjfsdkasfvjvhsdaj. My muse ran itself, I swear.

PART: 01 | 02 | 03

The first things that greeted Ignis when he went through the door of your apartment were the smell of fresh air wafting through the blinds, and burnt food.

He crinkled his nose at the odor. Were you trying to cook in the sorry state you were in? He couldn’t have that. But just as he slipped off his shoes at the vestibule, you bumbled unsteadily from the kitchen, looking feverish but somewhat well. Or so he hoped.

“Iggy?” your voice was hoarse, croaking at the last syllable of his name. “What are you doing here?”

He smiled. “I told you I’d come, didn’t I?”

You blinked, then slumped at the kitchen door; he quickly sprang up to hold you upright.

You were warm in his hands.

Far too warm for his liking.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, patting away some beading sweat on your temple with a sleeve and testing your body temperature with the back of his hand. “Nauseous? Dizzy? Would you like some water? I have some painkillers with me in case if you—“

But you patted his hand away, fingers wrapped around his wrist as you peered up at him behind sleep-flaked lashes. “You haven’t slept since yesterday.”

He pursed his lips, then smiled. “I will be fine. What I’m worried more about is you. You needed the rest more than I.”

“And I’m worried about you, too,” you said, pulling him into the living room and pushing him onto the couch, then flopped down beside him. “Dinner can wait. Sleep with me?”

Ignis gulped. He hadn’t anticipated this turn of events. Noctis gave him a day off because he thought he needed to get more rest (and probably get his shit together; Noct can order takeout by himself if he wanted and he’d allow it—just for tomorrow). But you were sick; you were in need of company and comfort… he couldn’t find it in himself to simply turn you down.

And tomorrow was another day off for him, too.

It would be fine, wouldn’t it?

“Sleep—“ he breathed in deep, and realized that his eyes were stinging. “—with you?”

Apparently, he could use a bit more work in his interpretation skills.

He noticed, a second too late, how warm his face was, and how red yours was.

“I—“ you were stuttering now, hands flailing around in an attempt to explain yourself. “I don’t—what I mean is—I don’t mean it that way, like—gods, Ignis!”

He didn’t laugh, but you surely noticed the smirk spread across his face—teasing, silently snickering to himself.

And gods, did he want to hold you now.

He couldn’t help but find it endearing

You scowled at him, and now he couldn’t help the soft titters filtering past his lips.

“You’re horrible,” you said.

I am, he thought. I’m horrible, but only for you.

But he didn’t say this.

He did sleep with you.

Sprawled across the couch, his spectacles folded and placed on the coffee table, he let you spread yourself on top of him, holding you protectively in his arms as he wrapped the many layers of blankets on both of you. You folded your arms on his chest, nuzzled a red nose on his neck, breathed just a little slower.

He couldn’t help but shiver from the contact.

And despite being as tired as he was when at Noct’s, he couldn’t get himself to relax—not with you nestled on top of him.

Which was strange, he thought. Exhaustion, worn-out, jaded—those would warrant a good nap, or at least a good night’s sleep if he could make it to his bed in time. Somehow, though, he couldn’t help but open his eyes every time he closed it, only to look down to stare at your already snoozing form.

You were a wonderful weight on him. He could get used to it.

And then he was cursing himself; cursing for letting himself be this vulnerable. He guessed he could let it slide, but seeing you now…

He ran a hand across his face.

He knew he was in too deep, and it was far too late to do anything about it.

Cursing himself for the nth time that day, he willed his eyes to close again, and let his mind be cleared from unnecessary thoughts because gods be damned, were you not too distracting—

“…Ignis…”

--and he was wide awake; exhausted, but awake.

You moaned quietly, but it was enough to snap his eyes wide open as he stared down at you—still asleep, and he was surprised at that. Was he hearing things? Last he checked, his ears was in good condition so it must be—

You groaned, shifted on top of him again, and murmured, “Iggy…”

It took him a long, long time afterwards to really fall asleep.

“So how about some garula steak from that place we talked about?”

Anyone within a five mile radius could practically see how your eyes shone the moment they said those words to you. Of course, your crush, of all people, were addressing you. And they were suggesting to have some kind of food you’ve probably only tasted once in your lifetime. Together, with you.

It should be predictable, shouldn’t it?

“Well, um,” you said; play coy, play coy, you can do this, Y/N, play coy they said. “I’m—not sure, really. I mean, I have so much work to do and-“

“Aw, c’mon, forget ‘bout work for once!” they said, all smiles and teeth and hands spread and an overall enthusiastic body language. “Dinner on me, how ‘bout it? We could do a lil’ chit-chat over some nice steak and potatoes and good wine, y’know, get to know each other…”

If your eyes were shining before, they were now glowing—happiness radiated from you like some kind of nuclear, and every person who passed your desk on that day could actually feel the warmth.

It had been a while, some said. You skirting around them like some kind of bee to its queen; you always putting them foremost in discussions; you engaging them in conversations whenever and wherever possible. You’ve never actually gone to the ‘kiss your crush and let them know’ stage, but that night might be the opportunity you were looking for. It had been a while, after all.

They were smart, they were nice, they looked good—everything everyone ever wanted in a potential partner.

Everybody within the department knew of how big your crush was on them.

“Yeah, uh,” keep playing coy, Y/N, keep playing coy. “If you’re sure, then... I’m in!”

They grinned, all teeth again. “Great! See you there at eight tonight!”

“See you!”

And then you saw yourself, in the rain, not knowing the time because it was probably way past eight, and on the verge of a breakdown after seeing them in the arms of another… when they have promised.

They promised.

They—promised.

When you woke up, Ignis was no longer there.

You sat up, feeling confused and strangely well-rested because, really, when was the last time you’ve slept that good? And warm. It was so warm.

Ignis felt so warm around you…

And then you heard voices.

Words, coming from the balcony, tone familiar but otherwise unidentified. They were low, mostly obstructed by the sound of the breeze that was coming from outside. From the golden lights filtering from the windows and the door itself, you guessed it was almost night time.

Ignis came in from the balcony, phone in hand, and saw you on the couch, still sleep-dazed.

He smiled. “Good evening. Did you rest well?”

You didn’t know if you’ve nodded or shaken your head, but you saw him smile nonetheless. “What time is it?” you asked blearily.

He checked the clock on the wall. “Near seven. Are you feeling alright?”

Slowly, you tested the temperature on your temple; it was no longer warm, and the spiking headaches were long gone, and you felt mostly fine.

“I’m alright,” you said.

He chuckled. “I’m glad,” he said. “Unfortunately, it was way past the time for me to cook you anything for dinner, so would you like it if we go out instead?”

You felt your head clear just a little bit, and you felt more awake now that you’ve processed what he said. “Dinner?” you asked. “Outside?”

He nodded. “I’ve made reservations. The food is exquisite.” Then he stopped and pondered over his next words before he continued, “I’d like to treat you to something nice for once.”

You were silent for a moment, then you looked up at him and said, “But I don’t have anything nice to wear.”

He outright grinned now. “It won’t be needed,” he said. “Just be as you are tonight. Your comfort is top priority. And we have a lot of time to think about it, if you want. Our reservation is at nine.”

[txt; prompto] lmao bro guess what

[txt; prompto] totally did not just see iggs w y/n just now

[txt; prompto] at dat place that served rl xpnsive garula stk

 [txt; noct] lolol

[txt; noct] kinda figured that out already

[txt; noct] he was all pissy af this morn

[txt; noct] figured he needed it

 [txt; prompto] he needa ask already

[txt; prompto] they gonna run if he didnt do shit

 [txt; noct] let him be

[txt; noct] he can ask gladio if he needs help

[txt; noct] just dont bug him bout it would ya

 [txt; prompto] kk roger highness

[txt; prompto] gotta say, u da best wingman eggs could ever hav

 [txt; noct] he owe me a fishing trip

[txt; noct] and sum gud choc cake

 [txt; prompto] u makin him owe u

 [txt; noct] lmao

“Is everything to your liking?”

You didn’t really know what to say.

On one hand, the garula steak was—as they have claimed in advertisements and menus you’ve flipped through for the hundredth time that night—as good as they said.

On the other, the company was just as nice.

Ignis, sat across you cutting into his own steak, was smiling at you. “Does it appeal to your tastes?”

You gulped, swallowed around a dry throat as you downed the wine in your glass. “Uh,” you said. “It was—it was good. Like they said. It was… nice?”

The quirk on the corner of his lips was subtle, barely there, but it was enough to make your face feel hot. “Wasn’t entirely your palate, was it?”

You gestured, and the waitress lounging close by poured you another glass of wine; you downed it in a single gulp. “Well, it was—okay, at best.”

He made a sound from the back of throat—as if he was laughing, but behind closed lips. It was a beautiful sound.

And you find it charming.

Cutting off a piece of your own steak, you heard him say, “I recall someone saying they have been—raving—to go to such a place for a long time. And now they said the food was—okay, at best.”

You frowned, but the corner of your lips still quirked. “You would never let me live that down, would ya?”

He chewed through his own piece, pondered for a second, then said, teasingly: “I certainly will not, rest assured.”

You snorted into your third glass of wine, and he had to bite back a smile of his own to focus on the meal.

It was an entirely pleasant ordeal. You hadn’t expected him to bring you back to the place where your supposed date was—and you’ve surely vowed to yourself to never, ever, come back again, because of the looks you’ve received the night before—but today it was… different. A good sort of different. People were looking still, but now they were mostly along the lines of:

Who is that gentleman?

He is so charming, I wish that was my date…

Isn’t that the person we saw the other night? Was he supposed to be their…?

He’s so handsome…

You couldn’t help but feel smug. Of course, you were sitting at the same table with the Ignis Scientia, royal chamberlain and adviser to the Prince of Lucis himself; who else could have that opportunity?

It helped that Ignis apparently had connections everywhere; the entrance to the restaurant was prepped entirely for his welcome, and even when you were finally seated you were still aweing at all the golden streams and ribbons lining the glass doors. Even the receptionists’ eyes widened when they saw you—they clearly recognized you from yesterday.

The only thing you felt off was your outfit of choice.

Because, really, who would think to wear a simple collared shirt and some pants to go to a fancy place like this? Beside Ignis’ otherwise immaculate outwear, you felt every bit the low-born you were.

But he didn’t seem to mind; he did say you could be as you were, dress in whatever you like, and he’d still take you to this place, anyway.

Not like you’d have any complaints, but he could at least give you a head’s up…

Ignoring another bout of murmurs on the table right next to yours—the women occupying there was clearly ogling Ignis, and clearly sizing you down—you finished up your steak (well, okay, it was a little more than “okay”, at least) and wiped your mouth with a folded napkin, silently hoping that Ignis would finish his soon so you could go home.

As much as you liked the food and the company, the stares and whispers were getting on your nerves.

Much to your dismay, he was taking his time in savoring his meal; gloved fingers moved to cut the steak into cuboid pieces, taking each bite in a calculative manner and chewing every one thoroughly, brows furrowed in thought. After a while, he looked up, caught your eyes, and said, “I dare say I could recreate this when we’re home. It’s got a nice flavor, but I’m guessing the cook missed some important points on marinating the meat.”

“Y-yeah,” you stuttered, not really understanding what he said. “It was okay.”

He turned to his plate, then back at you again, smiling. “I’m guessing you’ve had unpleasant experiences related to this place.”

You still haven’t told him about what had happened the other night, but his inquisitiveness made you swallow around a hard lodge in your throat. Had he guessed?

“Uh,” you rasped. “Kinda…?”

“It’s all right,” he said, still all smiles as he put down his fork, leaving his meal half-eaten, before he gestured to the waitress—even she was ogling him, the sneaky bitch—for the bill. “I wouldn’t want to keep you in a place that made you suffer unsavory.” Then he stood up, bill paid, and made his way round the table to stand next to yours, gesturing his elbow for you to take. “Would you like dessert?”

You felt yourself blush as he led you out—all stares on your back—and to where he had parked his car, still holding him by the crook of his arm.

“Um,” you said, as you wriggled in the passenger’s seat beside him, fidgety as all hell. “Ice cream sounds nice like, right about now…”

He shut the door on you, crossed over to the driver’s seat, sat himself in, then slid the car out of the park before he said,

“Ice cream does sound wonderful. My treat?”

[mysplaced-pen]

Day 3.1: Keeping the Spark

To my dear @namjoonthebabe . Who dragged me into three(3) kpop groups and counting, who is a great friend, who is hilarious and fun to talk to, who needs more sleep and good food, who is actually the first person I met in our friend group. You know I love you lots and lots. I hope you get better soon!! You’re doing great, babe.💛

Hope you like this!

[ Word Count: 1183 | Prompt: where what you write/doodle on your skin appears on your soulmate ]

A. N. : I know this is choppy, but I’m sick and I hope its cute :’) also, there’s a note at the end~

The familiar itching sensation snapped Yoosung’s attention away from paperwork. ‘We still on at 8 tonight?’ appeared on Yoosung’s hand. He reached for his pen, quickling scribbling a ‘yes’ to reply. It made him smile, though, thinking about it. The two of them haven’t had a date night in a few weeks now, part of him missed them. Not that their dates were extravagant or anything. In fact, the last time they went out and did something crazy was their first anniversary. They splurged on a indoor skydiving place, where Yoosung was half scared out of his mind, but they did have a lot of fun. Usually, their dates were either dinner - maybe a movie - or a picnic.

‘Great! See you after work babe<3’ Was Caleb’s response. It made Yoosung smile again, bringing his hand to his chest. One of his workers noticed and immediately started teasing him about it. “You do know phones are a thing, right? Text messages?” They said, laughing afterwards.

Yoosung rolled his eyes lightly before shrugging. “Yeah, but this is more fun. We could text each other, but this feels...more special.” And when he thought about it, it really was.

For some reason, this was still their preferred method of communication. It made things feel special. Some couples leave post-it notes to each other, some sneak notes in lunch boxes. They just happened to doodle things on each other’s skin all the time. It was their soul mark after all. Just because they found each other doesn’t mean they can’t continue to use it.

A lot of it was random, seemingly mundane things, but it made all the difference.

---

‘We need milk.’ Came onto Caleb’s skin, on the back of his hand. He shook his head. Really, Yoosung? Using the soul mark for that reason? Well...it did come in handy, but really? Caleb got out his pen and replied. ‘Yeah, I got you. Making some good dinner? Or are we going out?’

It felt weird. Especially thinking back to how they used this to found each other? How they found out they had this in the first place. And now they were all the way here. Using each other as grocery lists.

‘I’m making dinner~’ Yoosung’s reply came. And it still made Caleb smile. So I guess it worked out anyways.

---

‘Good luck today!’ Showed up on Caleb’s fingers - one letter on each finger. It surprised him - this never happened before. What on earth was this? And then, messy on his right palm, something else popped up. ‘Sorry that was weird, I just thought I would wish you luck..it seems like you were studying for something last night. You wrote a lot of formulas on your arms’ The writing was messy, but still readable, and he honestly found himself blushing. Who the heck was this? This had...never happened before.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh, it was that soulmate thing, wasn’t it?  One of his friends called it a ‘soulmark’. And that friend was snooping on him and slid over.

“Heyyy~ What’s that? Your soulmark?” She said, raising her eyebrows. Caleb shrugged her away from him, shaking his head.

“Whatever it is, it’s none of your business?” He said, tone heavy with sarcasm.

She grinned, clinging to his arm. “It is your soulmark! You got one of the cute ones! I just have this countdown clock.” She shook her head, but smiled at him again. “They’re wishing you luck? How cute~”

Caleb rolled his eyes, shaking his head again and facing away from her, but he smiled to himself. A soulmate, huh?

---

‘Be mine?’ Was written across Caleb’s nose when he looked in the mirror that morning. He burst out laughing at it.

The two of them were talked the night away last night, getting to know each other and trying to work out a time and place to meet up. They had been getting closer the past few days, and it was honestly just exciting. Though, at first, Caleb was hesitant. Not because he didn’t believe in soulmates, but just...you never know.

It felt real, though, and he was opening up more and more. He could tell Yoosung was too. They seemed to have a lot in common.

Thinking about meeting in person made both of them blush. Despite the distance and the fact that they never met before, it was going to go great. They both knew it.

‘Of course, dork. I’m already yours.’ Caleb wrote back to Yoosung, on his stomach. ---

Yoosung got off work that night at 6. He got home as early as he could just to set up. It was going to be a long night, anyways.

His plan was that they would start at home, a nice dinner. Something fancy, with candles and everything. Then they would go out and Yoosung would have a little scavenger hunt ready for Caleb. It would lead him to this picnic at their favorite spot for dessert. Then, they would end it back at the house to just relax and maybe play some LOLOL? Yoosung hadn’t played that in months.

...Kidding, he had a present. Nothing too fancy at all, but he felt like it would mean a lot. Or, at least he hoped it would.

---

After the scavenger hunt and picnic in the park, they were finally back home. Caleb went to go change into some more comfortable clothes while Yoosung went to get his gift.

When Caleb came out of the room, he expected to see Yoosung sitting on the couch, laptop ready and LOLOL already set up, but instead, he found Yoosung with a guitar.

“Yoosung?” Caleb started, but Yoosung shook his head and started playing.

“Noye Converse High~” He started.

“AbsOLUTELY NOT-” Caleb said, starting to turn away, but Yoosung just laughed.

“No no no, don’t go anywhere, I’m kidding!”

“You better be-”

Yoosung took a breath before closing his eyes and starting to play, singing as well.

**“amugeotdo saenggakhaji ma neon amu maldo kkeonaejido ma...geunyang naege useojwo nan ajikdo mitgijiga anha i modeun ge da kkumin geot gata sarajiryeo hajima”

Caleb was honestly shocked. He knew Yoosung could sing, but never thought that he would do so for him...and this song? ‘Butterfly’? Dang.

After the song, Yoosung smiled up at Caleb, who was wiping a tear. “Babe!” He said, putting down the guitar and running over to hug him. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Caleb said, hugging him back. “I just...wow. Thank you, babe, I can’t believe you did that.”

Yoosung smiled and kissed his nose. “Anything for you~”

The two of them stayed like that for a minute, hugging and just enjoying being with each other, before they went back to the couch.

“Wait.” Caleb said.

“What’s wrong?” Yoosung asked, turning around to face him.

“Was that why a butterfly was doodled on my arm? I thought it was just me.” They both laughed in response.

“I have to get better at hiding surprises, then.”

Caleb smiled, “No, I think it’s fine...I loved it.”

“And I love you.”

**Note: Here’s the Eng. Translation~ 

Don’t think of anything Don’t say anything, not even a word Just give me a smile I still can’t believe it All of this seems like a dream Don’t try to disappear

[billyscamar0]

hello friends! i was tagged by @harringtonwife​ in both of these lovely ask memes. thanks doll i love u <3 IM GONNA DO THEM BOTH AT ONCE.

name: Nikki

gender: female

star sign: sagittarius

height: 5′4

sexuality: straight

wallpaper: dacre montgomery and his fucking eyelashes, god damn

ever had a crush on a teacher: no thank god

where do you see yourself in 10 years: *crosses fingers* hopefully not broke lmao

if you could be anywhere rn where would you be: ITALY. ALWAYS ITALY. venice is my home

coolest halloween costume: ezio auditore da firenze from assassin’s creed II shit yeah

fav 90′s show: courage the cowardly dog yeet

last kiss: YIKIES its been awhile, holla @ my insane ex who would write songs about decapitation and murder

fav book: hmm, the heroin diaries by nikki sixx or the thief lord by cornerlia funke

been stood up: a l l  the time

been to las vegas: damn, no

fav fruit: blueberries!

fav pair of shoes: i love this pair of white adidas i just got. otherwise probably...i used to wear 1 red and 1 black all star all the time. lmaooo

stupidest thing ever done: jesus this is a long list. i honestly don’t know if i can narrow it down. sooooo many things in high school. maybe like the actual dumbest thing i ever did was wander around the city at 3 am with nothing on me but a pack of cigarettes and a bag of literal lettuce when i was like 13. don’t ask me wtf because i can’t even explain that one

GENERAL

how many people on tumblr do you know in real life?: on this blog - two. on my others like 3 or 4.

do you want to change your name?: nah im golden

what time did you wake up this morning?: 7:30

what were you doing last night?: work, and then i played the game of thrones telltale game lmao

is there something you can’t wait for?: the next time i can go to italy.

what’ getting on your nerves right now?: all of my bullshit irl friends who keep repeatedly blowing me off and not giving a shit for me, luv u all x

do you have a crush?: no but i have a love of my life - jimmy from my moms work

what do you like about yourself?: uh, not a whole lot. like maybe i can be funny sometimes

WANTS

kids?: i hate kids, but maybe it’s different if they’re your own. idk. maybe. in general i really don’t like them and i feel i’d be a terrible parent so probably not lmao

married?: maybe, i wish i could tell for sure that someone would never leave me lolol

career?: I used to want to be a marching band instructor (lol) but now maybe im thinking whatever gets me enough money to be able to travel abroad

LASTS

drink?: dark mocha frappuccino from starbucks, classy

meal?: a skillet from dennys

phone call?: i almost never answer the phone, probably my grandparents lmao

text?: “I bought a $30 scratch off, im gonna be a millionaire” to my friend

song listened to?: wind of change - bee gees JUDGE ME

cried?: a few days ago but i almost did yesterday because i was listening to a symphonic movement that was so beautiful, judge me again LMAO

IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

made a new friend?: YES! ABSOLUTELY AND I AM BLESSED.

fallen out of it?: fallen out of what? friendship? if so, yes. sadly.

met someone who changed you?: not really

found out who your true friends are?: i think i already knew, but them being shitty just reaffirms what i already knew

found out someone was talking about you?: yes lolol

NOW

eating?: air

drinking?: dark mocha frappuccino

listening to?: um, wind of change - bee gees lol, still

i’m about to?: go to fucking work

lips or eyes?: eyes

hugs or kisses?: hugs

nose or neck kisses?: both lmao

shorter or taller?: taller

older or younger?: older for sure, i guess it doesn’t matter so much as long as they’re 1. legal and 2. don’t have the maturity level of a fucking 12 year old

hook up or relationship?: relationship

HAVE YOU EVER

kissed a stranger?: no

drank liquor?: yeah

lost glasses?: dont wear ‘em 8)

sex on first date?: uh, what do u call the first date lmaooo

broken someones heart?: yes and i actually feel bad about those times still to this day

been arrested?: nope

turned someone down?: yikes yes

developed a crush on a friend?: uh, sort of. i feel like became friends with a crush is a  better way to put it

dated someone 2x?: nope

been cheated on?: no

kissed someone and regretted it?: yes :x

lost someone special?: yes

been depressed?: c o n s t a n t l y, aw boo hoo me

been drunk & thrown up?: yes lmao

talked to someone with the same name as you?: one of my best friends legally changed her name to be the same as my name, so yes, i fucking have and it still fucking makes me angry to this day!!!! lol!!!!!

DO YOU BELIEVE…

in yourself?: um, no. lmao it sounds really emo but not at all

miracles?: i feel like i’d say no but surviving an extremely terrible car accident says otherwise. maybe someone is watching out for me

love at first sight?: does that mean im in love with dacre montgomery 

heaven?: i’m not really religious,  but you know, maybe i do believe in it

santa?: lmao nah

witchcraft?: maybe not witchcraft but like sketchy unexplained shit as a broad category, shit yeah

THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE TAG, YOU ARE A BLESSED SOULLLL

[out-of-this-starless-world]

Happy Birthday!!

@the-rain-shall-fall So...uh...I tried this fic thing that you’re good at. Keyword here is ‘’tried’’. Anyway, I know this is your jam so I thought ‘why not?’ It’s my first time writing a fic thingie so I’m sure there are a lot of mistakes....but anyway happy birthday to the best Vandy ever!! > . < haven’t known you for very long but you make my heart go doki dok//ok nu that was gay but seriously I love you soooooooooooo much I hope you have a super duper special day with all your loved ones <3 alsosorrythissuckssoyoumightwannaneedneweyesafterreading. Edit: Probs should speak about what this is about first? Inspired by a friend’s suggestion, I decided to write something about Seven’s unrequited love for Yoosung. Longing for him was out of the question so Seven tries to cope with it. Well das about it~ ------------------------------------ Ship: yooseven Setting: pre-original story ------------------------------------

                                           Sweet Caramel

It was like a ball of sunshine forcefully made its way into the grimmest, most hopeless and darkest of caves. The obscure cavern’s entrance was sealed by an immense sturdy wall that protected it from curious nearby onlookers. If they wanted to trespass, they would be forced to remain behind the wall. If they tried to break it down, the cavern itself would sometimes fight back. Soon enough, the curious onlookers would leave. No matter how many times they tried to bring down this wall, they would eventually give up—until he came along. His bright smile and innocent eyes managed to cause a crack in that solid wall, it slowly and gradually crumbling without the cavern’s knowledge. It didn’t know what it was like, losing its only powerful barrier that protected it from every single living thing. Now it lays bare, naked and vulnerable in front of a powerful shimmering person. Worst part? The glowing entity was not even aware of what it did—it wasn’t even trying to break down anything; the barrier just naturally melted, along with a certain hacker’s heart. He remembers it just like it was yesterday. Due to Rika needing some help with the party, she borrowed her cousin who was a high school student about to graduate. His name…Yoosung Kim. Seven was asked to add him into RFA and so he did. At first, he didn’t think much of him in the chatroom. He knows Yoosung to be this model student who was in the student committee—a serious person who obviously liked his cousin a bit too clearly. Seven started getting to know him soon enough, before Rika’s sudden death. The kid was innocent, honest, gullible, straight-forward with his actions and words, doesn’t mess around….the exact opposite of him. Yoosung was void of faults; he’s just a harmless boy who doesn’t know what to do in college and loves making coffee. His specialty is cooking omelets, his heart dedicated to a future girlfriend he hasn't met yet, but is frantically looking for that certain special someone. Seven thought that probably –just probably- this kind of person wouldn't mind accepting someone like him, a harmful hacker, so he pushed those thoughts out of the way and focused on his daily work, avoiding a cheerful entity like Yoosung before the two of them end up regretting it. It was harder than anything else. After Rika became no longer part of this world, Yoosung changed a little—from his hair to his grades. No, he also became much…sweeter, though he was always grieving for the loss of an important person, spending most of his time on a game, unable to sleep and study. The blond’s heart hoped for a miracle, and Seven watched him from afar, wishing nothing more than being allowed to be by his side—not as a lover, but at least as a friend. Being friends with a hacker…a dangerous hacker living in obscurity, away from the light of the outer world. However, Yoosung’s light could be compared to that of an entire world’s worth, something that the lonely hacker unfortunately found out on his own, just by chatting with the boy on the messenger that he himself created. Day by day, the redhead began developing a habit of teasing the little blond; the more he pranked him, the more Yoosung would pout and cry. It was a stress-relief at first, but recently Seven has been looking forward to his reactions every time, finding them ‘cute’.  It was dangerous. The hacker would sometimes find himself daydreaming, thinking of ways to tease this little blond boy. His innocent friend’s reactions to the pranks, his ‘angry’ pouting, the way he got so addicted to this game he plays simply to forget about the death of someone he admires. All of this—thinking about Yoosung was more than enough to earn the hacker a verbal beating from his handler, Vanderwood. It happened one time when Seven was way behind work, but still decided to log into the messenger at midnight, hoping Yoosung would be there to chat as this usual time. Indeed, he was there, complaining about LOLOL server maintenance and how he was looking forward to playing in an important event while spamming his crying emojis. Seven chuckled slightly, so Vanderwood wouldn’t hear him laugh. ‘So cute’, he thought as he decided to simply watch the younger man complain instead of signing in and teasing him. Maybe he should comfort him once in a while? No, that’d be out of character…besides, Yoosung is the cutest when pouting and calling ‘Seveeeeeeeen’ and spamming crying and depressed emojis. Just the thought made the hacker’s smile go wide…which Vanderwood noticed. ‘’Wipe that smile off your face and get those hands moving.’’  As the brunet ordered, Seven sighed and placed the phone he used for the messenger aside, his hands typing away until morning without as much of a break. About a month passed. Nothing changed much; Jaehee still overworking herself, Jumin still coming up with (awesome) cat projects that Seven would love to be a part of but is afraid of Jaehee’s angry emoji sticker, Zen getting new roles and learning new selfie angles and Yoosung’s usual awful grades in college which he always complains about but never does anything about it (which is also cute). Nothing changed much, except Seven’s agonizing and confusing feelings for the blond boy with awful grades. Now what was he supposed to do? He’s like a moth that got attracted to a certain bright light, fluttering around it until it gets burned from too much exposure. The world this hacker lived in was no healthy environment for an innocent and gullible young boy like Yoosung. Seven knew that, and yet, in a desperate attempt to redeem himself, he did the exact opposite of what he should be doing and sought Yoosung out. ‘’You asked him out to the movies?!’’ The angry brunet’s voice reverberated in the bunker. ‘’When you’re already way behind schedule, what’s wrong with you? You have a death wish?’’ Seven shifted in his seat, pulling up his knees into the chair and hugged them. ‘’Give me a break, Madam…I didn’t mean to…’’ Oddly enough, this time, Seven was actually telling the truth. The night before he sent the young boy a text message asking him to go out and watch a movie, Seven was extremely…intoxicated—or drowning in PhD Pepper hell. It was the night when the hacker decided to exclude Yoosung out of his life in order not to hurt the both of them, but at the end, he ended up doing the opposite while trying to cope with the unfairness of this situation. ‘’Then fucking fix it. There’s no time for you to mess around.’’  Vanderwood ignored the redhead’s attempts at arguing and went back to folding the laundry. ‘’How many red shirts and jackets do you need, anyway? They all look the same. Also, lay off the racing car underwear, you’re not 12 years old.’’ Seven was drifting closer to the bunker’s exit as quietly and slowly as he could. ‘’My heart is that of a 12 year old, Mary. The only way to live a good life is to be a child, Mary. You wouldn’t understand anyway, Mary. You’re so stuck-up, Mary.’’ Before Vanderwood could throw a hissy fit at him, Seven already flew out of the bunker, heading to the garage where he swiped the keys from the car plate and hopped on his ‘babe’ then made his way to where Yoosung lived. ‘’Vanderwood wouldn’t have so much energy as to chase me all the way here, right? He doesn’t care as long as I finish my work, after all. Saaaaaafe.’’ Soon enough, the hacker found himself in front of Yoosung’s apartment, wondering if the boy would be ready and waiting for him. ‘’As if…he didn’t reply to the text…if not, then that’s the best case scenario.’’ Not knowing whether to knock or just barge in—wait, he should really just knock or else Yoosung would scream his name, pout and maybe cry-- ‘’Yoosung, are! you! ready?’’ The hacker hummed as he picked the locks of the door’s keyhole before barging into the boy’s apartment, revealing a Yoosung with a shirt and….no pants. ‘’Wha--!! Seven!!’’  Ah, there it is, that angry name calling. Perfect. Those fair legs. Perfect. That messy hair. Perfect. Those huge purple orbs with a glint of tears swelling up in the corner of his eyes….perfect. ‘’Go away!! I’m putting my pants on!’’  The perverted hacker blushed, but didn’t turn around to give him privacy. ‘’Does it matter? We’re both dudes~ nice legs, by the way.’’ Seven laughed as Yoosung got flustered and threw a pillow at him, calling his name angrily over and over again. ‘’My fault for being lazy and not getting dressed up in my room…wait, this isn’t my fault. Why did you come in without permission? I’m calling the cops, the cops!!’’  Seven smirked, still trying to look away from the boy’s half-naked body. ‘’….Superman underwear? Really? Ah, I mean, I called for you (lies) but you didn’t answer! So I thought…that….you’d….be….by now…’’  The redhead dramatically fell to the floor and started fake sobbing. ‘’As always I don’t get what you’re saying…you’re even weirder in person. You’re tame during the parties…but what are you doing now? Oh…?’’  It took the boy a while to register Seven’s comment about his underwear, which made him blush profusely. ‘’You…! Yeah, so what, so what??’’  He pouted and retrieved the pants from Seven’s hands who was clutching at it for some reason and put it on, then turned his attention back to the hacker on the floor.  ‘’You’re here for the movies right? I thought you were joking when you asked me to hang out…why all of a sudden?’’  Seven got up and spoke in a serious tone, gazing into Yoosung’s amethyst eyes. ‘’To be honest, I was drunk on PhD Pepper. Before I knew it, my hands started typing you a text message! This could only mean one thing, Yoosung!!’’ ‘’You should quit drinking so much PhD Pepper?’’ ‘’Yes it means my subconscious wanted to hang out with you, Yoosung! There’s no other meaning…it could also be an order from the sky. I can feel it; just thinking about it makes the hair on my arms perk up!! Ahh! Yoosung, you shouldn’t refuse an order from the sky!!’’ ‘’You speak too much, Seven…and what happens if I do?’’  ‘’You’ll anger the gods and then you’ll never get a girlfriend.’’ ‘’What?!’’ ‘’It’s true. The gods shall take away your greatest wish!’’ Yoosung started visibly sweating. Not wanting to stay a forever alone, he decided to sacrifice himself and go out with this weird redhead who was giggling for some reason. The boy frowned but then sighed and picked up his phone, sliding it in his pocket. ‘’Alright alright, let’s go…but I get to choose what we watch!’’ ‘’Nah, we’re watching Interstellar.’’ ‘’Seveeeen!’’ ‘’Fine, you choose.’’ Seven had been grinning all the way to the movies, disregarding Yoosung’s attempts at finding out why he’s got such a stupid look on his face. The both of them took a cab instead of riding Seven’s car so it was left parked somewhere near Yoosung’s apartment. ‘’We’re here, we’re here!’’, exclaimed the overly-excited hacker, who was looking forward to sneaking a few long stares at Yoosung’s face without his knowledge while the blond was focusing on the movie. ‘’What are you getting so excited about…oh! Look!’’  Yoosung glued himself to a poster of the movie he decided they would be watching. It had cartoonish animation, and according to the visuals, it seemed to be a superhero theme. Seven sighed and dragged Yoosung by his hoodie to the snacks stand. ‘’Get us two caramel popcorns, 1 PhD Pepper and 1 carton of chocolate milk. Thanks in advance.’’ He handed him money and pushed him towards the stand then headed to buy two tickets of the weird-looking superhero cartoonish movie. ‘’Who’s gonna buy choco milk?! Seven, you meanie!!’’ Yoosung’s whining was music to the hacker’s ears, who heard him from afar. He chuckled aloud, startling the lady in front of him. After a while, they were both finally seated and were waiting for the movie to start. ‘’Why did you get us the farthest seats from the screen ever…..’’ Yoosung whined. ‘’So no one would see us.’’ ‘’…and why is that? What’ll happen if someone sees us??’’ ‘’Bad things. Remember there’s this organization called Hackers Chasing Hackers…they’re after me, and if they see you with me, they might hold you captive and feed you cafeteria food for 3 meals a day.’’ ‘’What?? Seven!!’’ The commercials were done with and the movie started, grabbing away the blond’s attention from the redhead sitting next to him. ‘’….but then why did you choose to get out…with me of all people….you’re so mean…’’ Yoosung slight kept his whining when the show started, his focus on the street. ‘’Because I like you.’’ He whispered. ‘’What, Seven?’’ ‘’Because I like seeing you complaining.’’ He raised his voice a bit higher. ‘’I knew it, you’re the woooorst…’’ Half an hour in, and Seven couldn’t keep his eyes off of Yoosung. Sometimes the boy would notice eyes on him and turn around, finding nothing then turning his attention back to the movie, giggling at the main character. Seven slowly scooted closer; he wanted to hold his hand, kiss his cheek, kiss those whiny lips, run his tongue over them, make the little blond blush and shiver under him while in public. The hacker sighs; he didn’t even know what the hell this movie was about, he was busy focusing on something else—something beautiful, natural and blinding…like the sun itself. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ‘’That was amazing! Did you see that kick? It went Paw Pow Bow!!’’ ‘’Yeah, yeah. It was beautiful’’, the hacker exclaimed while smiling at him. ‘’What’re you smiling for?~ anyway, can we go home? I’ve got to…um…study.’’ Seven smirked and pinched the other man’s nose. ‘’Right…then we’ll take separate cabs. Good luck conquering the world of LOLOL.’’ ‘’S-Shut up, I said I’ll study…’’ he mumbles, watching Seven calling a cab for him. ‘’There you go, be safe getting home. I’ll be going now, too~’’ He turns away and waves from behind before hearing the voice he loves so much call back at him. ‘’Seven!..I…had fun today! You’re not as weird as I thought!’’ The boy yelled at him, smiling brightly. Fuck. He wanted to hold him and kiss him in front of all these people passing by, in front of the driver who was still waiting, in front of the whole world to claim him as his own…Maybe he should. Then, when Yoosung rejects him, the hacker can finally move on and focus on what he needs to. With such a decision made on impulse, Seven quietly turned around and walked towards the boy. ‘’Yeah, I had fun too.’’ Yoosung smiled brightly at him. ‘’We should do this again sometime! …could watch your uh…Space movie thing next!’’ Is he trying to make it up to him? How cute. Seven reached for Yoosung’s hands and held them tight to his chest, which gave the boy a confused look on his face. ‘’Uh….Seven…?’’ With a weak smile, Seven leaned forward and brushed his lips over Yoosung’s, and like a man with nothing more to lose, he pressed their lips together, deepening it enough to taste all of Yoosung. His lips were soft and supple, tasting like sweet caramel, a perfect combination, the sweetest thing Seven has ever tasted so far. ‘’Yoosung…’’ The hacker pulled away only slightly enough to moan the boy’s name. His eyes unfocused and full of love, there was only one thing left to do. ‘’I like you, Yoosung…’’ He whispered with all his heart. Seven pushed their lips together once again, lost in the desperation of what’s to come, not wanting to think about the consequences. He could do that once in a while, could he? Though this time, this could be the second hardest decision he made—voluntarily making Yoosung hate him and avoid the living lights of him. ‘’Wha—what are you doing?!’’ Seven was pushed, their lips separated. The warmth is gone, the sweet taste still lingering on the hacker’s twisted lips. He hung his head low, unable to look at the man he loves so dearly…and who just rejected him. ‘’…..’’ Yoosung said nothing, but Seven could hear him sniffling for a while before getting inside the cab, it driving away. The hacker stared at the back of the car for a while, disregarding the curious looks of the people around him. ‘’It’s over…I can go back to my work now…Vanderwood will be relieved…’’ He wanted to break down here and then, but pulled himself together and went back home. He’ll have time to cry and scream all he wants inside his bunker without anyone interrupting him, after all. He had…no one. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 5 months have passed. At first, Yoosung’s absence from the messenger worried all the other members. Even V, who hardly logged in, noticed the blond’s inactivity and voiced his concern. Then the members decided to visit him if he didn’t pick up their calls, but every time they came over, Yoosung would act like nothing happened and serve them tea, saying that he’s been too busy playing LOLOL to really check in. In truth, the blond’s LOLOL hours were extended from usual; he spent much more time on it, sometimes skipping a few days of school in a row. Seven believed this was done in order to avoid ever running into him. It took about a month until Yoosung began logging in like normal again, and as Seven predicted, the blond so obviously avoided him in chat, making up a random excuse and logging out almost instantly when Seven was on. The hacker, on the other hand, took a couple of days off before he could log onto the messenger again, in order not to raise suspicion. He also kept joking around as usual, even when Yoosung logs in and later excuses himself. Having no interaction for almost half a year, Seven felt himself slowly tear up from the inside. His ‘plan’ didn’t quite work; he still held strong feelings for the younger man, feelings that were eating him up and making his life a living hell. When did he become this weak? Was there anything he couldn’t overcome ever since having no choice but to leave what he loved most behind him? Seven somehow knew why…he could still taste the younger man’s sweet caramel lips on his…no matter how many times he tries to get rid of it. ‘’How long are you gonna keep sulking for?’’ Vanderwood uttered, standing behind the hacker as the latter worked his magic and typed away. For a while, nothing could be heard but clicking sounds in the bunker. The brunet sighed when Seven didn’t answer him; he didn’t know what happened between him and the blond boy, but he could guess. All he needed to know was that Seven messed up, anyway. ‘’Answer me when I’m talking to you, agent Seven Zero Seven.’’ ‘’You’re especially grumpy today, Madam.’’ Seven answered in a monotone voice, still not looking away from the screen. ‘’No, you’re being a real pain in the ass, you know that?’’ ‘’What of it?’’ Seven turned his chair around to look at the brunet. ‘’I’ve done nothing but work for 5 months, is that a problem? My attitude is not getting in the way of my duties.’’ Vanderwood groaned and sighed again; Seven right now reminded him very clearly of how the hacker was before receiving a certain letter that contained god-knows-what that made Seven lighten up drastically. Back then, Seven never smiled and only did his job, was secluded from everyone else and never slept, nor joked nor pulled pranks. Is he going back to that time…? ‘’Well, whatever…’’  Vanderwood rubbed the back of his neck and clicked his tongue before leaving the bunker. To tell the truth, he’s been resting a lot more now that Seven is doing his job properly…but still, something felt off. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A few weeks passed, and Seven’s appearance in the chatroom diminished greatly. He tried as best as he could to be like how he used to be before, but even that is proving to be difficult as the younger boy kept avoiding him. Of course he would…first, he was asked out by someone he barely knew, then kissed and confessed to by that someone… ‘’That…must have been his first kiss, too.’’ Seven thought, disgusted with himself for feeling both guilty and glad. How much lower can he get? ‘’He’s…here.’’ Seven sighed and threw his phone elsewhere. He had decided to check out the messenger, hoping to crack a joke then get back to work but…Yoosung was there. Should he try to…? In any case, the boy must have left already. A minute later, the hacker checked his phone…but to his surprise, Yoosung didn’t leave but was instead asking why he wasn’t answering him…along with a crying emoji. Seven’s heart was beating fast and his fingers shaking tremendously; when was the last time they had an ounce of contact with each other? ‘’Yoosung…’’ <Seven O Seven is here! Did someone call for help??> <This handsome defender of justice is~ at~ your~ service!!~> His shaky hands stopped typing, hoping this was enough…what, or rather, how should he deal with this? As soon as he thought that, Yoosung left the chatroom. Seven fell to his knees, feeling weak. Did he make a mistake…was Yoosung not looking for him but someone else? His eyes weren’t showing him what his heart wanted, were they? A few minutes passed and then Seven heard his phone ring. He thought it was his boss calling him in for another load of work but his eyes widened as he saw the name on the screen. ‘’Yoosung….?’’ No way, did the boy press the wrong button? If he didn’t, then that means Seven will have a chance to hear that voice again…the voice that calls out his name ever so soothingly…He took a deep breath to calm himself before picking out his phone and pressing the green button, hoping the younger boy won’t hang up. To be honest, simply hearing his voice would do. It’d make his life less of a living hell for a while. He was looking forward to even hearing his breathing through the phone, just the fact that are in contact with one another is fine, anything is fine…Didn’t the hacker want to be avoided…? Isn’t that why he messed everything up? So why….why, why, why? Why did Yoosung call? With sweaty hands and a quick beating heart, Seven let out his trembling voice. ‘’H-Hello…?’’   [End]

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SPECIAL REPORT

Anne Boleyn, a follower of The Telescope Times and a friend of mine, holds a PhD in geomorphology specializing in volcanism and operates Lady Anne’s Classroom on Facebook. The members of her classroom post on a wide variety of subjects and Anne herself FINALLY posted this morning about what she has been involved with has had to put up with and is very concerned about. I apologize in advance. It is lengthy. But it is a good, very sobering read. Just keep in mind: she’s a scientist (LOL).

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today we are going to delve into the secrets behind Japan's earthquakes. I do, as a Geomorphologist myself, want to point out a few things first however - and yes it's long I'm so sorry and I wander off path from time to time, but please know I'm NOT addressing anyone in here AT ALL - rather the "meatheads" who requested our study then basically threw it out, but again my apologies for the length of this, BUT, please read my entire statement, because I'm making it for the specific point that scientific research, any scientific research, is wildly subjective especially when dealing with any of the Earth and Astronomy fields of study simply because the Earth is going to do what it's going to do on its own unique schedule. And while I can tell you with extreme certainty that a minimum of an 8.2 but more likely a 9.0+ earthquake WILL strike the Pacific Northwest sometime in the next 20 years, which will "quite possibly" in some scientists opinion, OR "WILL" in mine and my other fellow scientists in my camps opinion, also then set off a Pacific Ring of Fire event - meaning Mt. Hood, Mt. ST Helens, etc will all pop one right after another in an almost domino effect, and then be topped off by a Mega Tsunami which will wipe out pretty much everything up to at the very, very, least 10 miles inland - while we can tell you that, WE CAN NOT SAY YES! IT WILL HAPPEN ON THIS DAY! Will we be able to narrow things down better in the future? ABSOLUTELY! But for right now, today, this is what we have. Now why does this have me in a tizzy? Because EVERYONE wants to know an exact date and without one they simply ignore everything  - you know like say oh I don't know,  CLIMATE CHANGE?  - and then when an event does happen everyone screams at us and say "WHY DIDN'T YOU WARN US!!" WE DID!!! People just chose not to listen which brings us back to today's article. WHILE "Japanese researchers—and their Norwegian partners—are hard at work trying to understand just what made it so devastating." and I DO APPLAUD THEM for doing this, HOWEVER, if they are going to be met with the same scepticism and dismissive attitude which we were, then they are simply wasting their time, money, should just quit  (METAPHORICALLY - I TRULY BELIEVE THAT ALL RESEARCH IS USEFUL AND FULFILLING!), and this is why: I would point out that the vast majority of we scientists in the Geomorphology/Geology community, MYSELF INCLUDED, warned Japanese officials REPEATEDLY - since at the very least the EARLY 90's (I say 90's because this is when I came on the scene riding my mighty Geomorphologistic rainbow unicorn, Larry, brandishing my sword, Fingolfingalingsomethingelvish, and unleashing my mighty primordial scream of "Yonder lies da castle of my fader, Darth Sublithospheric! But I digress.....) - that there was an EXTREMELY HIGH LIKELIHOOD FOR A 7.5 OR HIGHER EARTHQUAKE hitting that region and when it did it WOULD CAUSE CATASTROPHIC DAMAGE  - INCLUDING DAMAGING THE FUKUSHIMA DAIICHI NUCLEAR POWER PLANT BEYOND REPAIR UNLESS THEY TOOK IMMEDIATE ACTION TO FIX ITS MANY FLAWS! We were unanimously IGNORED! Why? Because we stated that between then and 30 years this quake would happen and we were ignored because most of the officials stated that, and I quote mind you, "Well that's a big maybe besides it will cost too much money to do the repairs you're all suggesting on a 30yr maybe!" EVEN WHEN given what was our current research at that time, MYSELF AND SEVERAL OTHERS OF MY COLLEAGUES STRESSED to them that WE FELT THEY HAD AT BEST, AGAIN, AT BEST - LESS THAN 10 YEARS BEFORE THIS WOULD OCCUR, we were STILL IGNORED. NONE OF WHAT HAPPENED IN REGARDS TO THE FUKUSHIMA DAIICHI NUCLEAR POWER PLANT NEEDED TO HAPPEN IF THEY HAD ACTED IMMEDIATELY UPON OUR SUGGESTIONS. BUT, They choose, ON PURPOSE to PLEAD IGNORANCE when this event FINALLY HAPPENED - which we immediately disclosed was a lie - which in turn, they had to admit to. SO MANY LIVES could have been saved had these people actually LISTENED to what we had to say. BECAUSE THE CHOSE NOT TO, THE FOLLOWING HAPPENED: A massive earthquake hit on 11 March 2011 - WITHIN THAT 10YR WINDOW MYSELF AND SEVERAL OF MY COLLEAGUES POINTED OUT BY THE WAY -, killed 20,000+ people, making it one of the worst natural disasters in the country’s history as almost all of the victims drowned in a tsunami that in places was more than 30 metres high, crippled the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant, causing meltdowns in three of the plant’s six reactors, released record amounts of radiation to the ocean, and led to 160,000 people having to leave their homes due to radiation. Not to mention the ongoing damage that CONTINUES TO THIS DAY on ocean Ecology all the way to the western coastal areas of North America, Hawaii, and the rest of the Pacific Ocean for that matter! There's a vast difference between hearing and listening. To hear is to take in audible sounds; BUT TO LISTEN, is to actually process what you've heard, to think about it. Anyone can hear, unless of course you're impaired which is a totally different situation, but for this arguments sake, ANYONE CAN HEAR! The difference is actually listening to what's being said whether you agree with it or not. But to totally ignore scientific experts, like myself, about something with as great a magnitude for devastation, human suffering, and environmental havoc as these because it doesn't give you a nice little package with a bow and card saying "Open me on this date at this time" is without a doubt the most ridiculous thing I can think of. Now, if everyone would like, I suppose all we scientists could run around every day screaming OMG OMG OMG THE EARTH'S GOING TO BLOW UP TODAY.......AT 4PM! It would make things exciting! Except, there's already several folks standing around on street corners holding signs that say "The worlds going to end today" - but, looking at them scientifically? Well, one day they'll actually be right! Or, you can take what we've said, plan for the "what if day", and then relax until it’s go time. But to simply dismiss us because you don't like the time frame we've given? Well, you already know how that can turn out! Just don't yell at me when I'm waving bye-bye on my little island here - because let's face it I'll be history when that quake hits here lolol - because I did indeed say something! Apologies for the length of this. It's my life's work.  I do care deeply! I wish I could tell you yes on this day, yada yada yada but I simply just can’t  - YET! We're getting there though! Faster each year, we're getting there! And please dear whatever you consider holy, don't get me started on Yellowstone!!! We'll be here another 3 hours and Larry, remember Larry, the rainbow unicorn? Yeah, Larry wants to grab a beer and watch Aliens on Netflix and it's WAY past BabyBat's bedtime so I need to get her to sleep with the nice book she picked out from her Auntie Vanessa, "How to build a better fire anvil bomb with spikes covered in evil ticks in 30 days or less" Hmmm.....well she is a librarian now and promised it was a children's book so I guess it'll be ok! What's the worse that could happen?!?! *small explosion heard in background* Ummm Georgia? How attached were you to your car?!

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