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menagerofmischief · 2 months ago

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Dia's Diner (closed)

diner is closed for catch up as I have too many unwritten orders, it'll be back start of january 2025

Welcome to Dia's Diner, here you'll be able to order your meal (fic) with as many specifications and dishes as you want. We hope you leave satisfied ;)

first step is choosing who you want your fic to be about, so pick a server (you can even pick two)

SERVERS:

Max Verstappen

Charles Leclerc

Carlos Sainz Jr.

Lewis Hamilton

George Russel

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

Daniel Riccardo

Alex Albon

Fernando Alonso

Franco Collapinto

Pierre Gasly

Esteban Ocon

Lance Stroll

Ollie Bearman

Kimi Antonelli

Mick Schumacher

Arthur Leclerc

Sebastian Vettel

Mark Webber

Jenson Button

Nico Rosberg

Toto Wolff

every good meal starts with an appetizer, by choosing your appetizer you're setting the main trope of the fic

STARTERS:

charcuterie board (dating)

artichoke dip (brother’s friend)

olives and cheese (friends to lovers)

stuffed cherry tomatoes (sugar daddy)

hummus nachos (teammates)

shrimp cocktail (rivals to lovers)

and how you want it served

HOT OR COLD:

hot appetizer (sweet sex)

cold appetizer (rought sex)

now it's time to order the main dish, feel free to choose as many as you want

MAINS:

lobster (“I love watching my cum leak out from your pussy”)

caviar and oysters (“Gonna look so good full of my babies”)

fish and chips (“Where are your manners?”)

steak (“Made just for me. My pretty little cocksleeve”)

burger and fries (“Hurts? That’s too bad baby, should have thought about it before being such a slut”)

buffalo wings (“Count them for me”)

ramen (“What would your brother think if he saw us?”)

gyros (“Gonna fill you up”)

full english (“My pretty little slut”)

pizza (“My good girl”)

pesto pasta (“Slow down, you just told me to speed up. What’s it gonna be silly girl?”)

carbonara (“Look so good on my cock”)

sausage rolls (“I’ll make it fit”)

sushi (“Better quiet down, you don’t want them to hear us.)

tacos (“I’m gonna give you an attitude check”)

chicken quesadilla (“So pretty with my cock down your throat”)

crab cakes (“Yeah, gonna swallow like a good girl?”)

chicken nuggets (“Couldn’t help being a brat, could you?”)

kimchi (“Be a good girl and take it”)

tomato soup (“Running away from my dick? I don’t think so.”)

cheese fries (“I love making you squirt”)

stuffed potato (“Just where you belong … on your knees for me”)

sarma (“Gonna put a baby in you”)

moussaka (“You look your best covered in my cum”)

caesar salad (“Lie to me again and you’re not gonna like what happens next”)

chicken skewer (“Be a good girl and cum for me”)

mac and cheese (“Only good girls get to cum”)

mango sticky rice (“Next time you try that shit I’ll make him watch while I fuck you”)

chicken fingers (“Yeah, you like being filled in both ends like a slut”)

butter chicken rice (“If you want it then you better beg for it”)

eggs and bacon ("Are you gonna stop moving or am I gonna hold you down?")

spring rolls ("All you do is complain, perhaps I should shut you up")

sloppy joe ("You have the prettiest mouth. Why don't you put it to good use?")

kebab ("Look at that my cock is splitting you in half")

grilled cheese ("I buy you nice things and then I get to fuck you in them. Sounds fair to me")

pot roast ("You going to let me take my anger out on you, sweetheart?")

chili ("Look at you humping my thigh like a bitch in heat")

california rolls ("Scream my name - I want everyone to know who's making you feel this good)

PB&J ("Look at him while I make you cum")

dumplings ("Ride this cock - it's your cock")

black pudding ("There we good, you're such a good girl, taking you punishment so well")

smoked salmon ("My good girl deserves a reward")

fish tacos ("Just lie back and let me take care of you")

seafood boil ("Maybe I'll make a mix tape of your moans to listen to while I drive")

spaghetti with meatballs ("Why don't you put on that pretty little set I bought for you?")

veggie burger ("Feel how hard you make me")

hot dog ("Thought about you while touching myself. The real things is much better")

ratatouille ("I'll mark you up so much no man will dare talk to you again")

bacon pancakes ("I love when you wear dresses. It's so easy to flip it up and fuck you")

chicken alfredo ("You haven't been very good, have you? And you know what happens to bad girls")

avocado toast ("Look at you all dumb and crying on my cock")

lasagna ("Where did all that cockiness go now that it's time to take your punishment?)

gnocchi ("You like when I treat you like a toy, don't you?)

mashed potatoes and gravy ("You had no problem getting fucked in here like a slut. Then you should have no problem walking out there with my cum dripping down your legs")

having a drink with your dish really elevates the experience, drinks represent different kinks

DRINKS:

ice tea (oral giving/receiving)

sweet tea (morning sex)

mint tea (body worship giving/receiving)

redbull (filming sex)

vodka redbull (squirting)

white claw (pegging)

white wine (sir kink)

red wine (daddy kink)

rose (spanking)

champagne (threesome)

old fashioned (drunk sex)

whiskey (double penetration)

mai thai (mirror sex)

cosmopolitan (temperature play)

beer (bondage)

root beer (blindfold)

apple cider (spitting)

apple juice (edging)

orange juice (overstimulation)

pineapple juice (wax play)

boba (anal)

smoothie (hickeys)

matcha (toys)

vanilla milkshake (nipple play)

hot chocolate (dry humping)

chocolate milk (thigh riding)

espresso (dom/sub)

black coffee (chocking)

mocha coffee (degradation)

pumpkin spice latte (losing virginity)

fanta (size kink)

coca-cola (somnophillia)

coke zero (free use)

pepsi (car sex)

lemonade (public sex)

strawberry lemonade (breeding)

coconut water (jealous sex)

sparkling water (phone sex)

iced water (dirty talk)

to end the night you might consider getting a dessert, in this case dessert is aftercare

DESSERT:

yes (aftercare included)

no (aftercare not included)

special instructions: tell me your favorite track/race at the end of your request and I'll throw you in a freebie on the house that goes best with your order

Thank you for visiting! Here at Dia's Diner your pleasure is our priority, so be on the look out for new additions to our menu. Come back again.

A/N: I'm so grateful for each and every one of your requests, but I just ask that you be patient about waiting for it since I don't have much free time because of school.

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sirenologyyy · 2 years ago

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TIME AWAY FROM HOME !

ao'nung x fem!sully reader

✷ premise : as tensions rise and your family is forced out of the only home you've ever known, fish boy meets forest girl and the rest is history (tragedy)

✷ warnings : kidnapping, swearing, injury, blood, violence, and death

✷ author's note : I've recently just fell down the ao'nung rabbit hole and holy fuck am I enjoying myself so I decided to write an ao'nung fic to feed my delusions further! also, some italicised paragraphs are flashbacks, I didn't italicise some of the dialogue in between them since I had to give some of the words some emphasis.

part 1 of the SOLD OUT OF LOVE series

Jake never took a strong liking to your mother when they were still humans, if Grace Augustine was snappy, foul-mouthed, and a know-it-all then your mother was somehow every derogatory word in the English language. Jake and her would lock horns almost everytime they spoke, and if you knew how much fights Grace and Jake got into you can double that number and then you'd have the rough estimate of Jake and your mother's daily rows.

But somehow despite all that, Jake knew what lengths he'd go to just to protect your mother, Bettina "Betty" Chacon, a xenoanthropologist who was sent to Pandora two decades after Grace to further study about the natives, the Na'vi, the environment around them, and the complexity of this symbiotic relationship between their God, Eywa.

Unlike Jake and a few selected others who were granted the permission by the RDA to have Avatar bodies, your mother chose to learn about the Natives the hard way, by exopack, even if Norm and Max built her one and was ready at her disposal, she still opted against using it and said she'd rather be caught dead than having to walk around the forest like skinless cookie monster.

After the Sky People had been defeated and Grace Augustine's demise, the humans left Pandora and were sent back to Earth. There were a few who stayed, loyal to the Na'vi like Norm, and Max, some who were too young to even travel in a cryochamber like Spider who was a curly haired devil zipping around camp, and your mother who couldn't travel back to Earth because she was carrying you.

She had fooled around after her Grace and her older sister Trudy's death, drank, slept with other scientists, soldiers, threw herself in her work, never slept, never ate, always drinking, drinking, drinking, because she feared of what may come when she finally stopped and stood still and let the feelings wash over her like she had been barricading the floodgates this entire time, fearing she wasn't strong enough and that the gates would break open and she'd be caught up in a maelstrom.

She'd finally singed her liver, was what Jake always said when he'd come home to Neytiri after spending an afternoon at the lab, checking up on Betty making sure she was taking care of herself and that he didn't have to skewer Max and Norm like a shish kebab as he thought he would. Alongside Neteyam his budding archer, Kiri his compassionate little girl, and he had to worry about an ex-alcoholic scientist friend of his with a baby on the way.

Still though, it was too quick. How she was just taking a shower and started seizing in the bathroom, how her brain started hemorrhaging as they placed her onto the operating table, her vitals worsening by the second. They were forced to deliver you, even if you weren't ready to come out yet. Jake barely made it, able to hear Betty's last words, how she was with Grace, with Eywa, to take care of you, and tell you to keep going even if the world tells you stand down, to never give a fuck about anyone who made you feel less of yourself, that you were Betty Chacon's kid, and nothing could ever change that.

With one last push your screams rang out, and your mother forever silenced.

Your mother never decided on a name, didn't even want to find out if you were a girl or a boy so Jake chose your name in her stead, Neytiri wasn't fond of it, so she took it upon herself to give you a better name, a Na'vi name. Funnily enough, the second time that day, for a few hours earlier she had given birth to a child as well, a boy, whom they named Lo'ak.

Despite that, you grew up in the lab with Norm, Max, and Spider who was just a couple years older than you and made sure you remembered it. Unlike Spider though, you get winded down easily, which is why he wins all the races, he couldn't even break a sweat from chasing you and tagging you, and in hide and seek you always get found first because he'd be finished counting and you'd still be looking for a place to hide.

"You're doing that on purpose" You called out, narrowing your eyes at your older sister, Kiri who kept sticking her ikran closer to yours. Your ikran Hína, squawking in indignation and swaying to the side.

"Doing what?" She wonders, almost clueless.

You click your tongue against the roof of your mouth. "You're drifting, if you piss off my ikran i'm going to chop your tail off"

She laughs at you. "I'd like to see you try, you skxawng"

Suddenly, Neteyam appears in between the both of you, your ikrans making way. "guys, respectfully, can you two shut up?"

You see Kiri rolling her eyes. "Go mind your own business, jack off"

This makes you snort, watching as Neteyam turns his head towards you. "Yeah, piss off posterboy"

He winces sardonically. "It's really hard not to, seeing as all I can hear from the front is you two yapping"

"We'll keep it down then" You compromised.

"Thank you " says Neteyam, shaking his head finally moving away leaving you and Kiri alone.

As a child it was infuriating to have everyone around you treat you like you were fragile cargo, they still kept on the baby proofing they installed since Spider was born, only doubling it when they realized how a little bruise could swell up and cause you unease and discomfort, if you started sniffling and coughing out of nowhere it meant 2 weeks rest and Neteyam, Kiri, Lo'ak, and Spider couldn't bring you outside, they made the most out of it though, you taught them how to play Uno, as three 6-feet tall tweens force themselves to fit inside your cube sized room.

Due to lack of sunlight your skin would start to turn sallow, you were lanky, every cut bled out abnormally fast, they tested you for hemophilia but when the tests came back you were in the all clear, no hemophilia, no leukemia, no anemia either. They didn't know what was wrong with you.

They traced it to your birth, since your fetus had been placed under a lot of stress from your mother's premature labour and her brain aneurysm it had a lasting effect on you.

You remember how when you were 8 though, you had all snuck out mere minutes before eclipse because Lo'ak and Spider kept bragging about this secret spot in the forest that had the coolest view of the Omaticayan village without having to climb up so high to be able to see it. When it had started to rain Neteyam warned everyone to turn back, realizing that it had already been their curfew and that Max and Norm might be sending out a search party to find you and that you could come visit it tomorrow, but you, who had just left the lab and experienced what rain felt like on your skin for the first time said no and told him to stop acting like a scaredy cat, to which the others were happy to jump on and called Neteyam a scaredy cat as well.

So you all trekked the forest in the dark, Lo'ak started pulling at people's tails and denying that it was him until you gave him a taste of his own medicine and pulled his tail which made him scream and start running away, Neteyam chased after him, so did Kiri, and Spider pulled you onto his back as you ran after them. After a while though, you couldn't hear their screeches anymore so Spider put you down and told you to stay put as he went to go and find them.

You waited and waited but when he didn't come back you decide to find them and you eventually did, all grinning and out of breath, Lo'ak decides to race everybody to the spot and everybody else began running after him, not that they wanted to beat him

Spider was tired at that point and told you that you two should just walk instead, but you take off, feeling the raindrops land on your head and back, the cold wind lapping up at your face as you followed the blurry figures of Neteyam and Kiri until Lo'ak jumped out from behind a tree and scared you, you had jumped in fear, giggling and turning around to scold him but you slipped, fell down, and cracked your skull open, rolling onto the rushing river, the last thing you could hear was Lo'ak screaming your name.

"Eywa, my tailbone is killing me" you whined, only loud enough so that Kiri could hear, but it seemed like her mind was elsewhere.

"I don't think it'll hurt for much longer" She replies, making your eyebrows knit together before you turn your head and finally see the Metkayina village growing larger and larger, more vivid, more detailed. The locals wasted no time in giving you a proper welcome, with spears drawn out and menacing looks.

"Tough crowd" you mutter to Lo'ak, who you felt walking up to you.

He scoffs in agreement. "Tell me about it, someone's gotta show these people how to loosen their collars a little" He comments, earning a little snigger from you.

You slap his arm. "Bro, look at that guy" You tell him, nodding at one of the warriors whose face morphed into a tight sort of enraged expression. Lo'ak sees it and laughs through his nose.

"He looks like he's about to pop a nerve"

"He looks like he's constipated"

The both of you snicker to yourselves again.

Your sprightly mood was short-lived when you spot two teenage boys making their way towards you, the next thing you knew they were laughing right behind you.

"What is that?" One of them says. "Is that supposed to be a tail?"

The taller one out of the two takes your tail in his hands, making you flinch and turn around. "Definitely not, how would you swim with it? Too small, too weak, might as well be a piece of fabric, maybe then it would have more use"

They laugh in unison, feeling your ears turn hot. Once they started walking away you flick your tail harshly against the taller one's backside, you hear him yelp and turn around, his aquamarine eyes narrowing to slits.

"Sorry," You make out, trying to stifle a smile. "It has a mind of its own sometimes"

You think you hear him hiss at you but you were too busy trying to avert Neytiri's sharp gaze to be sure, Lo'ak though, once the two Metkayina boys were out of earshot, started to snort, you clear your throat, an attempt at passing off the giggle that had fortuitously escaped your lips. You were sure Neytiri was a second away from pulling your ears back to the Omaticayan village when the Olo'eyktan arrived on his Tsurak, making his way through the crowd to greet Jake.

They exchange pleasantries, so did you and your siblings, placing your hand to your head and bringing it down to your stomach. The chief did not spare another second to get to the point, wondering why Toruk Makto was here in the Reef with his family.

"We seek Uturu" says Jake as a chorus of gasps went off.

"Uturu? " Ronal repeats in disbelief.

"A sanctuary, for my family" He says, eyeing Ronal as she took Neytiri's tail to further scrutinise it, then turning to Tuk. "Their arms are weak" she backs away from Ronal, scurrying to Jake in a panicked state.

She rounds on Kiri this time, observing her tail. "Their tails are weak," says Ronal, taking the older girl's tail into her hands making her cringe and swat Ronal's arm away. "You will be slow in the water"

Then she grabbed both of Kiri's hands, turning them so her palms faced upwards, ten fingers. "These children, are not even true Na'vi!"

To your horror, she rounds on you and grabs your hand, raising it to the sky so that everybody could see all 4 of your fingers. "They have demon blood!" She screamed, you keep your head down in shame, in anger, you feel your ears drooping as you stared at the sand, hearing the blasphemous gasps and hisses that reverberated around you.

"Look!" Jake exclaimed, raising his hand in front of Ronal. "Look, look! I was born of the Sky People and now I am Na'vi, you can adapt alright? We can adapt"

After what seemed like forever Tonowari finally agreed to let your family stay with them, learn their ways, live life like the Reef People. You try and shake it off, already unpacking your things off of Hína who was no doubt as worn out as you were, Tsireya, the Chief's daughter began leading you the way into the village, you try and ignore the fact that mothers were pulling their children farther away from you, the whispers that followed you, the lingering looks.

Suddenly, you feel the woven pathway beneath you dipping, someone was walking up to you. When you turn around he was already there, the boy, from earlier, donning a prideful smirk as he sized you up, observing the amount of things you had been carrying. "How are you carrying that? I'd expect your arms to snap off by now"

"How are you walking? I'd expect your body to sway with that swelled head of yours"

You hear him hum. "You'd be surprised, I have been doing just fine the past 16 years"

"I pity your mother then" You tell him, not looking his way.

"Why?" He asked.

"She hasn't found a cure for you yet" you reply, not bothering to look at his reaction. "Whatever Eywa has cursed you with, she definitely did not hold back" you chuckled. "I have not seen anyone who has made her so angry to have cursed you with such a malady and allowed you to keep walking the face of Pandora, maybe if I keep telling you the truth, unlike your parents who keep feeding you lies and falsehoods then maybe your head would shrink to the actual size of your brain"

You continue. "I haven't been here long enough but I pity your people, not only is their future Olo'eyktan a half-wit, but you'd be having trouble finding your next Tsahík, every woman must be running the other direction with that hideous face of yours"

"I wouldn't be too sure about that" He laughed, waving at a few girls who were gathered by the entrance of a Marui, they see him and they giggle amongst themselves.

You turn to him. "Are the ladies of Awa'atlu so easily won over by a charming smile and nothing else?"

He tilts his head to the side, the edges of his mouth curling up to a smirk. "Charming? You find me charming?"

You scoffed at him. "I find you as attractive as a pile of íkran feces, but then again you are what you eat"

He blinked at you. "I will have you know that you are still speaking to the son of the Olo'eyktan-"

You stop walking and he screeches to a halt. "-do you think that I would drop to my knees, kiss at your feet and apologise?"

He half-shrugged, watching his eyes flick downward then upward to your face. "I would not hold it against you" He replies.

"I do not bow down to anyone" You told him. "Especially not to a man"

"Well then you haven't met me yet"

You feel your jaw tighten. "Whatever jackass, you aren't worth my time anyway" you spat, turning around and walking after your family.

He laughs. "I look forward to our talks in the future Forest Girl!"

Shouting another insult his way would catch your family's attention, so you flipped him the bird until you rounded a corner and disappeared from his line of sight.

"Yo, where were you?" Lo'ak wonders when you suddenly appeared at his side.

About to throw hands with the Olo'eykyan's son, you don't say. "I just had to catch my breath, nothing serious" you tell him instead.

You see his face soften. "You good baby sis? I could take a few, lighten your load-"

You shake your head at him adamantly. "No, no, I'm good, I'm serious," this does not convince him as he messes up your hair making you slap his hand away, pointing at his face as he laughs. "if you touch my shit I'm gunna kick your ass so hard you'll be pulling tail hairs out of your mouth for a month"

"Fine," He laughed, straightening himself up. "suit yourself"

You began walking again, allowing Lo'ak to go first as you tried to bring up the rear. Just when you've given him a false sense of security you tugged at his queue making him lose his balance and hiss, you bolt out of there, dancing past your siblings, ignoring their complaints before Lo'ak could even touch the end of your tail.

It had taken them a long time before they managed to find your body, Neteyam and Lo'ak braving the gushing river to find you while Spider and Kiri ran back to the village to get some help. Your exopack had been shattered, they weren't sure for how long, Neteyam had to perform CPR on you until Jake and the others came.

They transported you back to the lab in a helicopter, you remember that. Everytime they increased the voltage of the defibrillator the faster Lo'ak's mind went, the faster Spider's heartbeat went, Kiri was inconsolable, Neteyam was on the verge of a breakdown, Jake tried to keep it together, gain some composure if it was even possible but ultimately failed.

He had lost your mother 8 years ago to a head injury, if he loses you as well then Eywa really had it in for him.

When they brought you back to the lab you had been under a medically induced coma for several months. The Sullys visited you a lot, Neteyam telling you stories of the hunts he'd go on, how he promised he would teach you archery when you woke up, Kiri confiding her deepest secrets to you, what plants she'd discovered, what poultices she learned to make with her grandmother, how in the dead of night Spider would bring a pillow and a blanket and camp next to your bed if he couldn't sleep, Jake would come and tell you stories of your mother, how she would have wanted you to fight, how she would have wanted you to stay, so did Neytiri, she'd sing you songs, pray for you, she even started you a song cord and told you that when you woke up you and her would continue it together.

Though out of all of them, the one who visited you the most was Lo'ak, he was the one who made you fell, and ever since that day guilt had overcame him swallowed him whole, he'd sit with you for hours, apologising, telling you it didn't matter if you didn't wanna play with him anymore, if you didn't wanna talk to him anymore, if you didn't want to watch old cartoons with him anymore, if you hated him forever, as long as you woke up.

"Why does she have to suffer so much Dad?" He asked Jake as they watched over you one night. "She never met her mom, she never met her dad, she's always sick, now she's going to die and it's because of me"

"She isn't going to die" Jake interjects.

Lo'ak shook his head, staring at his hands. "I heard Max and Norm, Dad, they said if she didn't wake up soon she'd be in a ve-vegetitative state forever" He managed, as his breathing became more ragged. "I didn't know what they meant but then Spider told me... and- and I don't want that to happen Dad, she's only 8, she hadn't even reached the- the two number age yet an-and she's going to die and it's all my fault"

Jake places a hand over Lo'aks shoulder. "Look son, don't let your guilt eat away at you, everything happens for a greater reason. Y/N wouldn't want to see you so down in the dumps all of a sudden would she? No, she wants to see you happy-"

A fat tear rolls down Lo'ak's cheek. "-But it's so hard to be happy dad," He sniffled, looking up at Jake with glossy eyes. "I just want her to wake up, I don't want her to go yet" He sobbed, rolling his hands into fists as he wipes the tears from his eyes. "I don't wanna pretend I'm happy, I don't want to keep hoping she's coming back, I want her to come back now" Lo'ak wailed.

Jake takes Lo'ak's shuddering body into his arms, letting him cry on his chest as he placates him, running a hand over his head as he looks at you, so pale, so still, lying on the gurney with a tube sticking out of your mouth and wires attached to your arms, the soft beeping of the machine and the wheezing of your breathing apparatus.

"Yeah, so do I"

Ironically enough, eclipse started to dawn on you when your father called all of you back to your Marui for a family meeting, much to Lo'ak's chagrin.

"Remember?" Neteyam admonishes, grabbing Lo'ak's arm and pulling him inside the pod. "Family meeting?"

"Alright, come on, take a knee let's go"

You do as he says, glancing at your big brothers who followed suite.

"Okay," Jake begins. "I need you kids on your best behavior" He says, his accent slipping through.

"I mean it, learn fast, pull your weight" He looks at Lo'ak. "Don't cause trouble" Then, he looks at you. "Got it?"

You couldn't help but sigh. "Yes sir"

You ears pick up on sniffling from your left, you turn your head and see Tuk crying. "I want to go home" She says, wiping her eyes with her wrists.

"Tuk," your Dad began, taking her little hand in his. "This is our home now, okay? We're gunna get through this, we do this, we have eachother's backs"

"What does your father always say?"

You resist rolling your eyes at the catchphrase that comes to mind. "Sullys stick together" You mumbled, quieter than your brothers.

"That's right, Sullys stick together, now this time with some feeling"

On Eywa. "Sullys stick together" You say with your brothers.

"Alright" says your father, seemingly satisfied. "Dismissed"

You all stand up, Tuk and Kiri getting out of the hut first, your older sister convincing your youngest sister that if she stopped crying they could go play in the shallow water and find seashells, this instilled a bright spark in Tuk as she began jumping in joy in no time.

You decide to hang out with your brothers again, just like what you had been doing before you've all been called into the pod.

"Y/N, hang back for a sec"

This makes all 3 of you stop walking, your brothers turn to you and you nod at them in acknowledgement, pointing your chin towards the beach. Neteyam nods as well, heading out, Lo'ak touches your forearm before he follows Neteyam.

You turn to Jake who places an arm on your shoulder, leading you towards one of the driftwood stumps that acted as chairs.

He looks at you, peering over his amber eyes. "What's up Lite Brite? You doing okay?"

You wince at that nickname, the nickname your father called you ever since you were a kid, even before you were Na'vi. "I'm fine" You insist.

"Hey, don't lie to your old man"

"I'm not" You insist, looking down at the floor.

"I know it's a lot of change baby," He began, you turn to look at him. "It's a lot to deal with at the moment but you're strong, I know you are"

You let out a scoff of disbelief making Jake chuckle in confusion. "What?"

"You kept telling me that when I was a kid you don't need to keep telling me now"

"The advice I give ain't half bad kid, you gotta learn that it wouldn't be a bad idea to start listening to me once in a while, yeah?"

"Yeah" You smile, ducking your head.

Your Dad grinned, tussling your hair. "Yeah" He replied fondly. "You're my strong little lady"

"Should we just... follow them in?"

You were the first one to stop leaning over the diving platform to look at your brothers, specifically to Neteyam who had been standing on your right. "Well yeah, unless you're too much of a pussy to jump in"

He looks up and laughs, walking up to you to place both his hands on your shoulders. "If you're so keen on following them in baby sis, maybe you would like to go in first?"

You shrug his hands off, pushing his chest away from you as he cackles. "Not a chance, jackass"

"It's only fair Y/N" Lo'ak chimes in. "They're gunna be wondering why we took so long to follow them"

You groan, your shoulders slumping. "On Eywa, when will I ever catch a break?"

"Hey, Y/N what is that?" Lo'ak asks, pointing at the water.

"What's what?"

"There!" He exclaims, pointing at it again. "It's right there! Can't you see it?"

You frown, leaning further into the dock, trying to scan the water for anything that your brother might be pointing at. "I don't see anything"

You tried to turn around to look at Lo'ak but you feel Lo'ak's arms wrap around you, feeling the both of you fall over the dock and into the water, Neteyam following shortly afterward. You swim up to Lo'ak to tug at his ear, a swarm of bubbles escaping Neteyam's mouth as he laughs. The three of you spot shadows coming from above you and try to swim away before Kiri or Tuk body slams into you.

You swim after the Metkayina kids into the reef but soon after you feel your lungs start to burn. You look at your siblings, already swimming up to the surface, you try and follow them up, gasping for air once your head broke the water. Once you all managed to catch your breath you dip your heads into the water again, seeing Tsireya smile up at you, doing something with her hands. You frown and you shrug at her, turning to your siblings for support but realizing they had no clue what she was saying either. Watching as they swam up to the surface to join you.

"You're too fast, wait for us!" Tuk wailed, rubbing at her eye.

"Just breathe" says Tsireya.

"You are not good divers" Ao'nung intones. "Maybe good at swinging through trees but-" He stops to laugh at his own joke but was quickly silenced when Tsireya slaps the side of his head.

"Come on bro" Lo'ak groaned, turning to look at Neteyam, almost as if he was waiting for him to say something.

"We don't speak this finger talk" says Neteyam. "We don't know what you're saying"

"I will teach you" Tsireya tells him.

"Where is Kiri?" Rotxo suddenly wonders. Everyone starts looking for her, calling for her, except for Ao'nung who was too busy looking at his reflection in the water to know who Kiri was.

What a fucking parrot.

It was the second month of you in a coma when you start crashing all of a sudden, your usually quiet room now had several scientists running in and out trying to bring you back for it was a win lose situation, if they played their cards right they might be able to stabilize you and keep you in your medically induced coma or they might just lose you altogether.

It was Jake who decided to tell Norm and Max to transfer you into an Avatar body, the Avatar body they've been building for you since your 1st birthday.

It evened out the odds a little bit when they found a heartbeat in your new body, they rushed you out of the lab and brought you to the Tree of Souls, Jake knowing all too well where he's seen this before. Mo'at was reluctant, she's seen how frail you were, how weak you were as a child, she did not want to keep Jake's hopes up when things didn't go the way he wanted it to. So they waited, and waited, and waited, hoping that you were strong enough to pass through the Eye of Eywa.

And you were.

Just barely.

Ever since then you'd been living with Jake and Neytiri, having your own hammock, taming your ikran, not needing to wear shoes which was fun now that Norm and Max weren't yelling at you every 10 seconds to put some on, it felt nice that you could catch up to Lo'ak and Neteyam, that you didn't have to catch your breath every so often, that you could learn how to fight.

Your human self would never be able to survive breathing training with the Metkayina, let alone with Ao'nung.

The next day bright and early, you, your siblings, the Olo'eyktan's children, and Rotxo all met up at the beach per the agreement the night prior. Tsireya had paired herself up with Lo'ak and Tuk, paired Rotxo with Kiri and Neteyam, leaving you and Ao'nung.

"I do not understand what I am doing wrong" you huffed, ridding your face of water.

"Everything " Ao'nung replies. "Everything you are doing is wrong "

"I'm breathing from my gut like you told me to, I'm calming my mind like you told me to, is there a possibility that you might just be a shit teacher?"

He rolls his eyes. "Attitude won't help you here, Forest Girl"

Your eyes widen a centimeter in half-shock. "Oh and you will?"

"Just shut up and try again" He snapped, nodding at the seabed. "Go on" He insists when he sees your irritated expression.

You huff again. "If I pass out and don't make it back up it's going to be your fault"

Ao'nung gives you a smile. "Good, the world could use a little less of you anyway"

You wanted to roll your eyes at him but decided not to. With an inhale, an exhale, and a bigger inhale you dive down again, trying to feel as calm and as free as possible, maneuvering yourself through the schools of fish to reach the seabed quicker, but a troupe of the jellyfish looking creatures started to block your path towards the reef, you tried swimming up, no go, you decide to swim under them but you were too afraid to get stung, your only option was to wait them out but once your chest started to feel like it was about to cave in on itself you defeatedly swam up to the surface, gasping for air.

"I can't- I can't do it" you manage, feeling the tumultuos rise and fall of your chest as it yearned for air, hearing Ao'nung's despondent groaning.

"Are you even trying?" He exclaimed.

"I am!" You retalliate tiredly, rubbing your eyes as it stung from the salt.

"Then act like it!" He yelled. "It's bad enough I am stuck teaching a bunch of half-breeds I have to be paired with the densest most incompetent student ever"

You couldn't help the scoff that left your lips; you couldn't believe you had to deal with some snotty airhead when you could've had someone as understanding as Rotxo or as sweet as Tsireya. "do the world a favour and go fuck yourself"

Ao'nung narrows his eyes at you. "I've seen newborns breathe better underwater than you"

"Keep running your mouth like that and I'll stop you from breathing forever" You threatened him acidly.

"I'd like to see you try"

You cock your head to the side. "Don't threaten me with a good time"

Just then, Ao'nung sighs greatly at you, raising his hand above the water to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Look, Forest Girl, are you afraid?"

You blinked. Then you blink again. You open your mouth to retaliate with some witty comeback but no sound left your lips, you shut it closed, trying to save whatever was able to salvage of your dignity. "I'm not afraid" you finally tell him.

"If you aren't afraid then diving would be easy for you, fear is clouding your mind, it is holding you back" He reasoned with you, for a second you almost believed that you weren't talking to a boy that looked like a radioactive frog, he was actually starting to make sense. It frightened you. "Nothing will come at you stupid girl, we are too close to the shore to be near real danger"

There it was.

"So i just... need to grow some balls and do it?"

Ao'nung's face contorts. "Grow... what? "

"Dosen't matter" You quickly reply, hoping he'd learn to brush it off.

"Try again," Ao'nung starts. "Remember to calm yourself Forest Girl, there will not be anything to hurt you here, the way of water has no beginning and no end, the sea is around you and in you. Remember that"

You nod reluctantly, turning your gaze to the distorted seabed below you.

He peers over his eyes to look at you. "What... do you want me to hold your hand on the way down?"

You give him a look. "No thanks... I might contract some disease"

He laughs. "Then go"

You take a big breath and dive again, feeling yourself being one with the sea, gliding and drifting, keeping your mind blank as you finally reached the reef, propelling yourself through the mounds of coral that grew from the sand. You were able to spot the shell that Ao'nung threw into the water this morning, quickly snatching it and swimming up to the surface, feeling the sunlight pepper your skin as you resurfaced.

"I did it! I did it!" You exclaim, waving the shell in Ao'nung's face as you hear him laugh, loud and raucous, only fueling the triumphant fire that roared in your chest.

"I'm impressed" He says, taking the shell from you, your fingertips feathering over the other. "Maybe you aren't so incompetent after all"

You feel a small smile stretching across your face. "Maybe not"

part 1 done! wow that was real fun to write, anyways stay tuned for part 2! Hope u enjoyed <3

#ao'nung x fem!reader #metkayina #omaticaya #jake sully #neytiri #ao'nung fic #ao'nung x reader #ao'nung x you #tsireya #neteyam #spider #lo'ak #tuk #kiri #rotxo #atwow #atwow ao'nung #avatar the way of water

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How Could I Not? | Seven

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Summary: You and Tom are only supposed to be friends... friends who sometimes take things a step further and friends who can’t seem to spend longer then a few days apart. But that can all change with a positive pregnancy test and Suddenly you have to work together more then ever to prepare for the new life you created. But is it really that easy?

Words: 3361

Warnings: Lots of talk of adoption. Please don't read if that is a sensitive topic for you and hold back any nasty comments until you read future chapters, thank you!!

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It wasn’t really anyone's fault that you forgot there was food in the oven – what, with the gentle tune of the Beatles playing overtop of a chorus of everlasting laughter between the two of you, not to mention the snoring dog in the corner of the room. Something was bound to happen – it was you and Tom, for crying out loud.

“Dance with me,”

Tom says it as a statement, not a question. He wants – no, he needs you to dance with him. He needs to feel his arms wrapped securely around your waist, to feel your feet move in time with his. It was so cliche, really, but Tom lived for cliche.

He was the type of go out of his way to surprise his love with roses on his way home from work, one for every time he’d wanted to send a quick ‘I love you’ text that day but hadn’t been able to. The type to spend hours perfecting the best meal he could muster up and additionally, plate it with a glass of the best wine he could afford. The type to kiss in the rain, if he had the chance.

You open your mouth in protest, the smell of the cheesy pasta dish wafting around the kitchen. “The dinner–”

“Dance with me.” Tom all but smiles, words slipping from his mouth with such ease and suddenly you’re putty in the palm of his hand. And you don’t hesitate to mould into his body, allowing yourself to fall into him.

“Why did you want to dance with me?” You chuckle, leaning your head against him. You give in, allowing Tom to take you wherever he wants to go. That seemed to be nowhere and you find yourself swaying gently in the comfort of the area between the kitchen and the living room.

Tom shrugs his shoulders. “Jus’ felt like it.”

You hum, breathing in the scent of his cologne. You’d learnt that it was some kind of axe spray that he had cans of hidden around the apartment – such as in the kitchen cupboards and tucked away in his car. The song finishes and a new one begins, one Tom wasn’t aware of but the last thing he wants to do is complain about the pre-nineties tune when he has you right there, humming gently along with the lyrics.

Your eyes are closed and you look at peace as he rocks you two back and forth, feet both stuck to the floor as you sway.

His heart beats prominently in his chest and it’s nearly impossible not to count every beat. Every beat tells you that he’s there with you, reminding you of the fact that you’re beyond lucky to have him. And funny enough, Tom was thinking the same about you.

Your peace is short-lived, however, as mere minutes later there’s a horrid – god awful smell and you can’t even hide your disgust with your face in his chest.

“What’s that smell?” Tom mumbles, screwing his nose up.

And you want to ask the same question – before you gasp, eyes widening and you push yourself away from Tom making him stumble back slightly. For a few moments, the brunette stands in confusion before he himself is hit with the realisation.

“The food, Tom, we burnt it!” You exclaim, rushing to the oven. You hardly have time to slip the oven mitt over your hands but that doesn’t matter – because the second you open the oven door black smoke drifts out, flooding the kitchen. “Fuck, I told you we were going to burn it.” You curse under your breath, resisting the urge to cough as you turn the oven off.

“Sorry, love,” Tom says half-heartedly, resisting the urge to laugh at the sight of you looking so frantic. If it weren’t for the clouds of smoke painting your kitchen darker hues of grey then he would’ve laughed. Surely. “Got too distracted, maybe next time I’ll listen.”

He was distracted by your humming, and thoughts he couldn't simply shove away such as the thought that you fit against him so easily. Like two pieces of a wazzgij puzzle.

“Maybe,” You taunt, bringing the meal out of the oven. It didn't take a second opinion to tell that it belonged in the bin, right ontop of the expired cat food. “Should we just order pizza?” You speak between coughs.

You continue to wave the towel around the living room, praying the smoke detectors won’t go off again. Toms antics had already set the alarms off once, nearly three months ago now and he seemed to be the only one in the entire evacuated building that found it amusing. He had stifled his chuckles in the rain, cheeks tinted red and hair flat against his forehead.

But now, the room stunk. The smell makes you screw your face up in disgust. That was definitely going to be the last time you were going to attempt to make a fancy meal.

“Pizza sounds good.” Tom agrees, feeling his stomach begin to rumble. And to think, the smell of the charcoal lasagna stole his appetite for a solid minute. “I’ll see to it, can I use your laptop?”

“Yeah, it’s sitting on the couch, I think.” You speak, raising your voice so he can hear from the living room. “Get me the cheesy one with the stuffed crust! That’s my favourite.”

“I already knew that,” Tom calls back, typing in the six letter password. “Dominos or pizza hut?” He asks, looking up briefly.

You’re humming a song in the kitchen, competing with the buzzing fridge but Tom can make out the lyrics to Hey Jude by the Beatles. The smell of the burnt lasagne barely bothers you anymore as you sway your hips to the song playing through the speakers and your lips. He smiles to himself, watching you prance carelessly around the kitchen with a flannel shirt pulled over you, tucked into a pair of denim shorts. Laptop and rumbling stomach forgotten, his eyes sparkle with joy at the sight.

He makes a small note to let you play your music more often, even if it wasn’t his favourite – because the light that adorns your eyes is simply captivating. He’s stuck in the best kind of trance.

Hey Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her

“Dominos. Pizza hut is nowhere near as good.” You tell him, testing the water with your fingertips. You wince when it’s too hot, pulling your hand to your chest and decide that the awaiting dishes can simmer a little longer. Tom grimaces and looks back at the screen. There’s a picture of you and Laura taken last summer, wearing matching dresses and oversized sunglasses hugging your noses. He can’t remember if he took that photo – it may have been Harrison.

That was the same holiday that the set of you took a road trip and found yourselves renting a caravan and setting it up next to the beach. Mornings were spent sleeping in – or for you and Tom, hiding beneath the sheets with childish grins on your faces while your friends slept and nights were spent sitting by the ocean, threatening to push one another in and sharing chicken and vegetable kebabs.

The minute you let her under your skin Then you begin to make it better

You were getting under his skin, making your way into his heart and you were yet to realise it. That had happened long before your holiday trip. But he liked it. He liked the way your mere presence could make him feel like he was on top of the world and somehow – somehow, the glint in your eyes reminded him of the stars that he could and would stare at endlessly every night before bed.

And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain Don't carry the world upon your shoulders

“So cheese with a stuffed crust and Hawaiian for me?” He finds himself asking, cursor hovering over the ‘add to cart’ button. He was thankful for twenty-four seven delivery – a new addition that he often found himself succumbing too at one am. Maybe it was becoming a bad habit but he couldn’t say no. His self-control was discarded in the am.

“Garlic bread too.” You remind him, dipping your hand into the soapy water. Suds end where your wrist begins.

Tom directs the mouse over to the tabs, squinting his eyes at the bright light and nothing can stop him from pressing the extra tab, his pure curiosity overriding the fact that the two of you had an unspoken rule about invading the other's privacy. But he couldn’t stop himself when the eight letter word caught his eyes.

It started with an A and ended in N. The second letter was D, third O.

Tom bites his lip, switching tabs and silently deciding that the pizza can wait another moment.

‘Looking at adoption. Things you must know.’ ‘Adoption agencies UK.’

You know when people say that they felt their breathing stop? well, Tom did then – for sure. There’s also the feeling of his heart dropping out of his chest, plummeting into his chest.

One second it’s there, beating, pumping blood throughout his body and the next he’s stuck staring. Unmoving. There are not enough words in the human language to describe the confusion Tom experiences as he tries to read the page with hazy eyes.

There’s a feeling of disbelief because Tom swore you wanted this as badly as he did – maybe not at first, but maybe the excitement hit after the first ultrasound. Or maybe it was when he dreamt about taking his little girl to the beach for the first time or coming home to a chorus of soft, baby giggles.

Toms had photos of outfit ideas for his little one already. He had a Pinterest board of parenting tips and had even started listing a couple of names. He liked Emilia for a girl and Sutton for a boy. Marlowe was on the list too, and Starlette. Harrison had suggested Luna and his mother had suggested Max. Maybe he’d fallen too deep into his own world and forgotten that you had your own.

The song finishes, the soothing voice of the Beatles fading out slowly. Just slow enough for your humming to fade out with it, and you look over to see your best friend unmoving in his spot and while you can only see him from the side on, you notice his hand, stiff over the cursor. Suddenly the burnt lasagna and boiling sink seems unimportant.

“Tom?” You prompt, stepping around the kitchen table. Bubbles drip off of your hand and land on the floorboards, a safety risk you’d remember to look at later.

He blinks once before scrolling, seeing a series of previously opened articles and his heart succumbs to nothing but broken, confused pieces.

“What’s this?”

He picks up the laptop and shows you what’s on the screen and you tense. Be it from frustration because he invaded your privacy or the fact that you’d been caught – the bench suddenly seems so cold beneath tense fingers.

“Why are you looking through my stuff–” You snap, biting into your gum to keep you from going off at him.

He grits his teeth, placing the computer down on the table and stands up. He’s tense, clearly, and knuckles are clenched at his side with so much might. Tom rarely got angry, in fact, he hardly ever found himself fuming but here he was. And here you were a mere few meters away.

“Were you going to tell me?”

“Tom,” You sigh, letting out a breathe as tears glisten in his eyes. Tom looked a good concoction of angry and deflated. Shocked too. “Of course I was going to tell you but I just needed… I needed more time to wrap my mind about this entire thing.”

“Were you going to tell me?” He asks again, only this time the words are more muffled and less coherent then before.

A sigh leaves your lips. One that said more then words could. On one hand, you want to run into his arms and mutter apologies – admittedly Tom looked really cosy right now. You’d much rather be bundled up in his arms, a warm blanket thrown over your shoulders then argue with him. But you also know that you need to stand up for yourself and what you were doing.

“You were so excited. I didn’t want to ruin that for you.”

“You can’t just… you can’t just consider other options and not tell me, not when you were so ready to go through with this.” He struggles to form words, finding that everything he wanted to say he probably shouldn’t.

The pets seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening. Both lay still, the cat purring softly against Tessa as if using her as a pillow. Much like Tom did when he was sleeping, Tess snores lightly. You and Tom both secretly wish that you could be as chilled as your pets, but don’t voice your thoughts.

It’s crazy that – how everything can fall apart so suddenly. One second you’re laughing over burnt lasagna, praying that the smoke detector won’t blare at any moment and arguing over what takeouts you’ll get instead because neither are you are decent cooks and the next you’re admitting that you probably tested your trust. And that now there may not be much to rebuild.

Swallowing back your nerves, you clench your fists at your side. “Don’t tell me not to consider other options. You don’t get to tell me not to do that.”

“But that baby is mine too,” Tom was seething with anger and you were about to collapse from feeling all too many things at once. You’d gone from a giggling mess to outright fearful of losing everything you’d built. “We’re in this together, remember that? We both agreed on that.” Tom lets out a shaky breath.

“We are in this together but we need to look at the fact that we do have other options too–”

Tom interrupts you abruptly. “You moved in here so that we could look after our baby together! I asked you to move in here to make things easier, that’s what we agreed on, was it not?”

“You asked me to move in because you wanted me closer in case anything happened to me or the baby while he or she is still inside me.” You correct, practically seething with frustration as he speaks. Every word made you feel smaller then the last. “This doesn’t mean that I don’t love the baby, Tom, of course not. How could I not love him? I’ve been tracking the growth, watching for signs that something could be wrong. Shit, I’ve been doing what I can, when I can.”

For a few moments, your words simmer in silence – at least what silence was possible overtop of the radio which played another one of your songs, only quieter this time and you weren’t in the mood to hum.

Tom was too busy trying to come up with the best thing to say but all he could come up with was eight words.

“I won’t let you give up our baby up,” Tom says, quietly but harshly. Bitterness laces every word, dripping from his lips like venom and you’re more then aware of it – as well as the fact that Tom had never spoken to you in that tone before and you were more then sure that you didn’t like it.

Our baby.

“We need to talk about this properly.” You try, far from fed up over arguing like children.

Tom agrees, but he can’t see much beyond the feeling of betrayal. If he could even call it that.

“I thought you wanted this, you know? You led me to believe that you wanted this and you were going behind my back–”

“You think I want to give the baby up? You think it doesn’t break my heart to consider other options?” You speak up, the urge to breakdown growing stronger. But you wouldn’t in front of him. “Jesus, Tom, we told your parents about the baby and they embraced us with open arms and promised to do what they could. We told mine and they walked out. I’ve texted my mum every day but I’ve heard nothing. I want my family back.”

“I think that you’re being selfish.”

You scoff.

“Did you really just go there?” He doesn’t respond, swimming in his own guilt. “I’m not selfish for considering other options when I’ve given up so much already and if you can’t support me then so be it… but don’t tell me that I don’t have other choices here.”

Tom doesn’t know what else to say. He feels frozen in his spot, trying to take in and accept every word that falls from your lips but he can’t find it in him to respond. The sickly smell of burnt lasagna was long forgotten by either of you, as was his hunger that had since subside and was replaced by an overwhelming amount of frustration.

You, on the other hand, want to yell at him for not answering you. You want to demand an answer because the silence was deafening and you just needed an apology or at least the knowledge that you can talk about this with him instead of yelling and having to defend your side.

Gritting your teeth, you pick up the nearest coat which happened to be strewn over the chair and wrap it around you, then going back to the kitchen counter where you hastily grab your phone and car keys. The gentle jingling of the keys snaps Tom out of whatever haze he was in.

“I’m leaving, Tom, call me when you actually want to talk like adults – like two adults who are supposed to be bringing a baby into the world.” You spit, missing the remorse that crosses his face at lightning speed.

“Don’t go, we need to talk about this.” He extends an arm and tries to grab yours and for a second, he succeeds, right before you tug yourself from his grasp and glare.

“Why? So we can continue to argue?” You stop, waiting for Tom to answer but he doesn’t. He knows you’re right. “I don’t want to have this conversation like this and I won’t be made to feel like the bad guy when you refuse to even hear me out without losing your temper.”

A large part of you wants him to tell you not to leave, to say that you can sort this out in the morning when you’re both not angry about the invasion of privacy and about him getting mad at you for considering other options and additionally, for calling you selfish. And then maybe you’d apologise for not telling him.

Admittedly, you could admit your mistakes.

And if Tom told you again not to leave, then maybe you wouldn’t have stormed out of the apartment but instead to your bedroom where you’d stay until dusk. Then, you’d creep into his room and you’d discuss this when you were both calm and steam – highlighting your anger, wasn’t making its way out of your ears.

Tom is left in the apartment. He couldn’t necessarily say that he was by himself because he had Oscar and he had Tessa. And it’s Oscar that crawls onto his lap when he throws himself down onto the couch, head in his hands as he runs over every word thrown across the living room to the kitchen.

The cat brushes himself up against Tom, begging the man for a head rub and Tom does so without complaint – hand falling to the cats head. Usually, he would’ve grumbled about the cat... shoved him off and groaned but this time Tom gives in.

Maybe it’s the guilt that suddenly turns him into a temporary cat person.

“She’ll come back, Osc,” Tom says, more or less trying to reassure himself then the cat. “She’s just going to Laura's for a bit.”

He chews on his bottom lip, fingers running through ginger fur.

You were going to come back. And until then, Tom would grovel.

Hey Jude, don't make it bad Take a sad song and make it better

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shrimpkardashian · 5 years ago

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I have a list of ~900 albums from 2019 that I still want to eventually listen to / review [IMPOSSIBLE PROJECT ALERT]

For this project (already 125+ releases deep), which is just impossibly daunting and makes me head hurt. IDK how to streamline this process or is any “critic” out there really listening to “all” the good music? It’s impossible I guess... BUT needless to say, these have made this list from an even larger pool of music that I either listened to briefly and immediately dismissed or (gasp!) never even came across my radar (radar = many many music blogs I follow via RSS).

Anyway, because I’ll most likely never get to this (whatever this is, an Xgau parody or something)... Here is the list (please ignore some of my notations/typos):

1 matana roberts, coin coin chapter four 2 jeffrey lewis 3 negativland 4 camedor 5 the darkness 6 jai paul [leak] 7 shikoswe 8 anatolian weapons 9 cakedog, doggystyle 10 carly rae jepsen (LP, plus single w Gryffin) 11 parsnip 12 the comet is coming 13 girl in red 14 ezra furman 15 the kvb 16 freddie gibbs & madlib 17 say sue me (single) 18 denzel curry 19 fatamorgana 20 vivian girls 21 wobbly, monitress 22 helado negro 23 anamanaguchi 24 paul demarinis 25 comet gain 26 personal best 27 king princess, LP? big little lies single 28 marble arch 29 mini dresses 30 matt christensen 31 jade bird 32 black mountain 33 body meat 34 pat, Love Will Find A Way Home 35 acid arab 36 the 83rd 37 common holly 38 wicca phase 39 mark ronson 40 spirit in the room, single 41 rebe, “pienso en ti a todas horas” [just a single?] 42 a giant dog, neon bible cover LP 43 hey collosus 44 moon king (meh/ or *) 45 vanity productions 46 velvet negroni 47 g perico 48 budokan boys 49 skryptor 50 oscar scheller 51 the muffs 52 larry gus 53 these new puritans *** 54 angel olsen 55 bleu nuit 56 meatraffle 57 josephine wiggs 58 jennifer vanilla 59 big|brave 60 rico nasty 61 friendship, dreamin' 62 mike, tears of joy 63 bellrope 64 gbv 65 machìna, archipelago 66 toy, songs of consumption 67 ayankoko 68 the intelligence 69 drahla 70 corridor, junior 71 urochromes 72 david hasselhoff 73 aMAZONDOTCOM 74 kehlani 75 ne-hi EP (final) 76 avey tare 77 bonnie "prince" billy 78 battles 79 snapped ankles 80 mannequin pussy 81 toro y moi, soul trash 82 twen 83 self discovery for social survival comp 84 bad heaven ltd 85 eric frye 86 the mattson 2 87 duncan park 88 pure bathing culture 89 arthur russell, iowa dream 90 wild pink 91 flaming lips 92 pan amsterdam 93 flaural 94 knife wife 95 hannah peel & will burns 96 klein 97 meat puppets 98 tnght 99 james ferraro 100 royal trux / ariel pink 101 new rain duets 102 black marble 103 sui zhen 104 liam the younger 105 the mountain goats, welcome to passaic 106 frank hurricane and hurricanes of love 107 sebadoh 108 xylouris white 109 lindstrøm 110 franck vigroux 111 joyero 112 dorian electra 113 ride 114 crumb, jinx 115 nonconnah 116 cup, spinning creature 117 brutus 118 bjarki 119 khotin 120 alexander tucker 121 gunna 122 operator music band 123 tony molina 124 nanami ozone 125 sad planets 126 bemydelay 127 laurie anderson et al, songs from the bardo 128 teebs 129 deerhunter, timebends 130 tr/st (2 LPs) 131 dolores catherino 132 liturgy 133 floating points 134 sasami, LP + xmas EP 135 trikorder23 136 moor mother 137 have a nice life 138 la dispute 139 lingua ignota 140 lina tullgren 141 earl sweatshirt 142 entrail 143 alexander noice 144 shock narcotic 145 rakta 146 munya 147 el drugstore 148 buck gooter 149 caribou, single - more? 150 rosenau & sanborn 151 kevin abstract 152 pile 153 e for echo 154 animal collective, new psycho actives vol. 2 + live album 155 harlem 156 sudan archives 157 lil peep, posthumous ep 158 young guv, i and ii 159 orville peck 160 75 dollar bill 161 institute 162 tove lo 163 the chocolate watchband 164 foie gras, holy hell 165 french vanilla 166 chuck cleaver 167 kollaps 168 spirits having fun 169 game 170 badgirl$ 171 medhane 172 alberich 173 show me the body 174 the night watch, an embarrassment of riches 175 inus, western spaghettification 176 pregoblin, singles? 177 ra ra riot 178 de lorians 179 kool keith 180 kaspia & stride 181 glen hansard 182 dpeee 183 berlin taxi 184 foghorn 185 ionnalee 186 american sharks 187 sitcom, dust single 188 pip blom 189 j balvin & bady 190 fenella 191 tanya tagaq 192 sean o'hagan 193 j robbins 194 peter ivers (comp) 195 neon indian, not sure if single is part of larger proj? 196 triad god 197 yeule 198 roland tings 199 schoolboy q 200 ava luna EP 201 fried eggs 202 drugdealer 203 half japanese 204 todd anderson-kunert 205 emily reo 206 christelle bofale 207 brion starr 208 jan jelinek (reissue) 209 peaer 210 devin townsend 211 vik 212 young m.a 213 default genders 214 night lovell 215 rocketship 216 kim gordon 217 ellen arkbro 218 george clanton and nick hexum [single?] 219 the minus 5 220 penguin cage 221 felicia atkinson 222 take offense 223 moon duo 224 chemical brothers 225 nef the pharaoh 226 daniel norgren 227 unkle 228 pup (?) 229 baroness 230 velvet bethany 231 resavoir 232 gruff rhys 233 lana del ray 234 empath 235 burial and the bug, flame 2 236 russian baths 237 quelle chris 238 corpse flower 239 roy montgomery [reissue] 240 clinic 241 a.g. cook, [single] 242 why? 243 beck 244 francis lung 245 thom yorke 246 warmduscher 247 uv-tv 248 aa bondy 249 max richter, ad astra ost 250 younghusband 251 stereo total 252 julie's haircut 253 aa matheson 254 eartheater 255 kelly moran 256 mana (seven steps behind) 257 c.h.e.w. 258 sarah mary chadwick 259 midsommar ost 260 beabadoobee 261 life, a picture of good health 262 dumb, club nites 263 dame dolla 264 endless boogie 265 burna boy 266 lungbutter 267 wand 268 future punx 269 yves jarvis 270 kim petras [LP, halloween EP] 271 bts world 272 pikelet 273 panda bear, single 274 samiyam 275 red river dialect 276 ryan pollie 277 ryuichi sakamot (reissue) 278 jackie mendoza 279 dark blue 280 jay som 281 stephen mallinder 282 neutrals, kebab disco 283 foodman 284 capitol, dream noise 285 new pornographers 286 mark korven, the lighthouse ost 287 gauche 288 the japanese house 289 cave (re-issue) 290 ybn cordae 291 the vacant lots 292 arwen 293 rhucle 294 lil b, @ least 2 releases? 295 tea service 296 chai 297 black pumas 298 program, show me 299 marika hackman 300 sonny and the sunsets 301 lillie mae 302 mean jeans 303 the stroppies 304 poppies 305 twin shadow 306 vanishing twin *** 307 portrayal of guilt [EP + split single] 308 lucki [2 lps] 309 absolutely free 310 girl band 311 black midi 312 torche 313 perfume (best of) 314 white denim 315 clipping 316 the hu 317 big business 318 metro crowd 319 ex-vöid, 7" 320 broken social scene 321 lil pump 322 uranium club 323 doon kanda 324 hesitation wounds 325 sorry girls 326 bibio 327 red mass 328 the shins, single 329 lil keed 330 yeasayer 331 bts / blackpink KPOP 332 galen tipton, fake meat 333 the world, reddish 334 lanark artefax, ep 335 ladytron 336 g.s., schray 337 just mustard [single, more?] 338 mdou moctar 339 rangers, spirited discussion 340 tyson meade 341 dj nate 342 kelly lee owens 343 bambara 344 kilo kish 345 lusine 346 ralph heidel / homo ludens 347 psychic graveyard 348 homeshake 349 wives, so removed 350 proto idiot 351 let’s eat grandma, ost ep 352 foals 353 caroline shaw & attacca quartet 354 juan waters 355 mount eerie with julie doiron 356 mestozi 357 patio 358 oh baby, the art of sleeping alone 359 earth 360 haybaby 361 anna meredith 362 the caretaker (6) 363 rich brian 364 sunn o))), [two LPs] 365 alessandro cortini 366 ty segall 367 injury reserve 368 elucid 369 budos band 370 tim hecker 371 waqwaq kingdom 372 william doyle *** 373 innercity ensemble 374 filthy friends 375 prurient 376 shlohmo 377 bon iver 378 sean henry 379 yeesh 380 faye webster 381 megan thee stallion 382 squid, town centre 383 simulation (hausau mountain) 384 flying lotus 385 horse jumper of love 386 rap, export 387 lansky jones 388 the gonks 389 cate lebon 390 rome fortune 391 chain cult 392 empty set 393 big thief (2 lp's) 394 laura cannell [and polly wright album ?] or is there just a laura c album too ? }} 395 froth 396 thugwidow 397 organ tapes 398 the new pornographers 399 zonal 400 bbg baby joe 401 whitney 402 guards 403 anemone 404 sheer mag 405 nots 406 fujiya & miyag 407 kool aid, family portrait ep 408 frankie cosmos 409 kaputt 410 quelle chris 411 operators 412 marco benevento 413 elvis depressedly 414 school of language, 45 415 rob burger 416 pozi 417 redd kross 418 randy randall 419 yatta 420 hide, hell is here 421 bobby krlic, midsommar ost 422 planet england 423 kev brown 424 robedoor 425 tropical fuck storm 426 haram, 9/11 ep 427 candy, super-stare single 428 sly and the family drone 429 kevin morby 430 porches, rangerover [single] 431 odae 432 pottery 433 saint pepsi 434 slowthai 435 iggy pop 436 swans 437 iLOVEMAKONNEN 438 mukqs 439 feels 440 luke temple 441 oli xl 442 orphan swords 443 post pink 444 deli girls 445 nilüfer yanya 446 idk, is he real? 447 interpol 448 priests 449 galcher lustwerk 450 smokepurpp, various? 451 kindness 452 ex hex 453 sampa the great 454 methyl ethel 455 ellis, the fuzz ep 456 jeanines s/t 457 water from your eyes 458 twin peaks 459 sam cohen 460 fontaines dc 461 spiral stairs 462 the hecks 463 nicola ratti 464 four tet, various (inc. "wingdings" alter ego side proj) 465 holy ghost 466 half stack 467 cherubs 468 juana molina, forfun EP 469 jpegmafia 470 bedouine 471 fury 472 melvins/flipper 473 the curls 474 izambard 475 heart eyes 476 drinking boys and girls choir 477 big search 478 glenn branca 479 rose elinor dougall 480 bat for lashes 481 young knives, [single, more? 482 hot chip 483 alex lahey 484 hemlock ernst & kenny segal 485 dj seinfeld 486 joni void 487 rema rema 488 spencer tweedy 489 trash kit 490 dry cleaning [2 ep's] 491 mega bog *** 492 saudade 493 monster rally 494 wilco 495 chromatics, LP + EP 496 slayyyter 497 maral 498 blarf 499 pernice brothers 500 la neve 501 marie davidson 502 tredici bacci 503 deathprod 504 lowly 505 russian circles 506 angel witch 507 fires were shot 508 amy o 509 q da fool 510 clams casino 511 automelodi 512 paradox 513 dababy (2) 514 david kilgour 515 missy elliot 516 baby smoove 517 boris 518 thanks for coming 519 yves tumor [single w/] 520 ΜΜΜΔ 521 falcon/falkland 522 noel wells 523 ecstatic vision 524 amyl & the sniffers 525 barrie 526 bianca scout 527 katie dey 528 prince rama 529 control top 530 duster, comp + new LP 531 foxes in fiction 532 slowthai x denzel curry [single] 533 the murlocs 534 plaid 535 ela orleans 536 gobby 537 cfm 538 carla del forna 539 pale spring 540 pixx 541 širom 542 lightning bolt 543 cate lebon & deerhunter 544 channel tres 545 sigrid 546 help, s/t 547 shellac, live 548 crack cloud, pain olympics (ongoing) / s/t (2018) 549 notes underground 550 fat white family *** 551 gloop 552 equiknoxx 553 nakhane 554 czarface meets ghostface 555 the rubinoos 556 shannon lay 557 tim heidecker 558 droneflower 559 john vanderslice 560 your old droog 561 bats, alter nature 562 zvi 563 justus proffit 564 lower dens 565 anna of the north 566 yg 567 holly herndon 568 good fuck 569 clark, single 570 charli xcx 571 the nativist 572 low life 573 jonsi & alex somers 574 kazu 575 günter schickert 576 odonis odonis 577 kelsey lu (+ remix EP) 578 young thug 579 thaiboy digital 580 hatchie 581 hiro kone 582 cocorosie 583 sabiwa 584 oh sees 585 rex orange county 586 311 587 erland cooper 588 jtamul 589 the brilliant tabernacle 590 free love, extreme dance anthems 591 jeff lynne's elo 592 dutch courage 593 booji boys 594 giggs 595 ceschi 596 inter arma 597 psychic sounds ensemble 598 eli kezsler EP 599 thelma 600 haiku salut 601 julia jacklin 602 otoboke beaver 603 colin self 604 mark mulcahy 605 rosalia, single "a pale" more? 606 chris lott 607 royal trux 608 weyes blood 609 mikal cronin 610 hissing tiles 611 grace ives 612 vic bang 613 nick cave 614 sugar world [single] 615 herzog 616 offset 617 mike adams at his honest weight 618 real life buildings 619 aldous harding 620 pye corner audio 621 doja cat 622 bleached 623 book of shame 624 kate davis 625 i was a king 626 pendant, through a coil 627 joseph arthur 628 great grandpa, four of arrows 629 modern nature 630 stef chura 631 spaza, s/t great 632 the alchemist 633 pond 634 aiden baker, etc 635 kirin j. Callinan 636 possible humans 637 greys 638 kizuna ai 639 little simz 640 big bend 641 membranes, what nature gives… 642 young nudy 643 car seat headrest (live) 644 seahawks 645 dumbhop's party 646 julien chang 647 pacific yew 648 pharmakon 649 lomelda 650 versing 651 olden yolk 652 mekons 653 the dream syndicate 654 the gotobeds 655 amy klein 656 bABii 657 bill callahan 658 grlwood 659 van dale 660 ziúr 661 delicate steve 662 debby friday 663 dehd 664 south city hardware 665 kesha 666 (sandy) alex g 667 computer slime 668 fka twigs 669 rob halford, celestial 670 dean hurley 671 school of language 672 nicolas godin 673 blue hawaii 674 leggy 675 ceremony 676 his name is alive 677 third eye blind 678 sadgirl 679 ariana grande 680 skepta 681 dylan moon 682 jay mitta 683 the drums 684 kero kero bonito, ep 685 charly bliss 686 lee renaldo etc 687 rina mushonga 688 ulla straus 689 cherushii & maria minerva 690 slaughter beach, dog 691 maps 692 dj shadow 693 tool LOL 694 diiv 695 pixies 696 cuco 697 black peaches 698 subhumans 699 gurr 700 cashmere cat 701 brockhampton 702 fire-toolz 703 lambchop, LP + EP 704 messthetics 705 neuland 706 westkust 707 haelos 708 sturgill simpson 709 maria usbeck 710 king gizzard (2) 711 earthgang 712 paranoid london 713 fet.nat 714 bethlehem steel 715 neil young with crazy horse 716 tengger 717 guerilla toss 718 spelling 719 lizzo 720 wiki 721 dr00p, mkULTRAHD 722 ghost orchard 723 jane weaver 724 usa/mexico 725 carl stone 726 richard dawson *** 727 rafael toral 728 test dept 729 sacred paws 730 big krit 731 mallrat 732 jenn champion 733 moE/Mette Rasmussen, tolerancia picante 734 facs 735 yung lean, single (blue cup) and ep, more? 736 pissgrave 737 moodyman 738 sing sinck, sing 739 tyler the creator 740 sleater-kinney 741 dean blunt, zushi 742 cursive 743 barker, utlity 744 gemma 745 octavian 746 pronoun 747 girl ray 748 julia shapiro 749 nodding god 750 daniel saylor 751 jakob ogawa 752 richard youngs 753 diät 754 w00dy 755 omar souleyman 756 vōx EP 757 topdown dialectic 758 penelope islea 759 gbv 760 glass beach 761 james hoff, hobo ufo 762 euglossine 763 dream ritual 764 terry allen 765 office culture 766 ghostie, devour 767 beat detectives 768 red channel 769 octo octa 770 julien baker [toyko single] 771 shackleton as "tunes of negation" 772 sons of raphael 773 lena raine 774 fitted, first fits 775 velf 776 cvn 777 black country, new road, [2 singles only?] 778 chief keef 779 andrew bird, LP and EP 780 tamaryn 781 vagabon 782 zelooperz 783 brian jonestown massacre 784 angel dust 785 pere ubu 786 vatican shadow, church... 787 spencer radcliffe 788 mr muthafuckin exquire 789 earth to mickey 790 beak> 791 byron westbrook 792 major murphy 793 nicole yun 794 the divine comedy 795 sote, parallel persiao 796 the radio dept. 797 prince daddy & the hyena 798 mudhoney 799 truth club 800 shura 801 underworld, drift 802 lil texas 803 that dog 804 gary wilson / r. stevie moore 805 divino nino 806 spiral heads 807 claire cronin 808 devendra banhart 809 c.y.m. EP 810 dude york 811 sangri 812 vegyn [2 lp's?] 813 brooke candy 814 caroline polachek 815 hurt valley 816 O.L.I.V.I.A, modo avion 817 ziúr 818 pepper mill rondo, it's christmas time 819 ben vida 820 nick hexum/george clanton 821 meara o'reilly 822 tyler holmes, devil 823 blood incantation 824 guenter schlienz 825 gavilán rayna russom 826 loraine james *** 827 lithics, Wendy Kraemer EP 828 navel, ambient 2, in space 829 the proper ornaments 830 jon hopkins & kelly lee owens, single 831 julianna barwick 832 park hye-jin 833 bea1991 834 men i trust 835 erika de casier 836 ducks unlimited 837 lyzza 838 refused 839 jim o'rourke, to magnetize ... 840 analemma, 2 singles on a comp? 841 zack fox, "the bean kicked in" 842 real life rock n roll band 843 prefab sprout 844 daniel lopatin, uncut gems ost 845 kaytranada 846 the voidz, 2 song single + video? 847 grandaddy, single (add scissors icon) 848 dark thoughts, must be nice 849 loose nukes 850 sam mallet 851 very good, adulthood 852 henge, nothing head 853 kaleidobolt 854 nebula, holy shit 855 terminal cheesecake 856 uzeda 857 wet tuna 858 sean mccann 859 black dresses, love and... (2nd LP) 860 nefew 861 taylor swift ??? 862 lala lala, the lamb 863 jenny lewis 864 33EMYBW 865 blood orange, angel's pulse 866 caterina barbieri *** 867 yusu 868 white reaper 869 rozi plain 870 bamboo, daughters of the sky 871 seragina steer 872 clear channel, hot fruit 873 patience, dizzy spells 874 mope grooves, desire 875 current affairs, object & subject 875 comfort, not passing 876 bill orcutt 877 bonnie baxter 878 carl stone 879 thurston moore 880 alameda 5 881 john zorn 882 the membranes, what nature gives... 883 meemo comma 884 ana roxannne 885 whistling arrow, s/t 886 dis fantasy 887 giant swan, s/t 888 buck young, buck ii 889 abdu ali 890 ifriqiyya électrique 891 $hit and $hine, doing drugs, selling drugs 892 ghold 893 theon cross 894 yao bobby & simon grab 895 solange *sure whatever ok 896 the comet is coming 897 the utopia strong, s/t 898 karenn, grapefruit regret 899 brìghde chaimbeul 900 nav, bad habits 901 chance, big day 902 nostalgia critic's the wall 903 uboa, the origin of my depression 904 hobo johnson 905 ana frango elétrico 906 dorian electra

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doof-doofblog · 4 years ago

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"Could You Go With My Colleague, Please?"

Monday 15th March 2021

Hello everyone! Hope you've had a fantastic weekend, of course it was Mother's Day on Sunday so I hope all you wonderful Mother's had a wonderful day being spoilt! I do have some exciting news to share with you all. As we all celebrated our Mums, EastEnders actress Louisa Lytton also had an announcement of her own, on the special day she announced that she is pregnant with her first child!! How amazing! We know Lacey Turner has just given birth to a baby boy and will be returning to the soap very soon, I just love the thought of Lacey and Louisa's children being best friends! Haha! I'll be intrigued to see how the EastEnders writers will temporarily write out Ruby when Louisa goes on Maternity Leave. Such brilliant news and I'm super happy for her!

Last week the soap ended on such a climax, I can't wait to blog about last night's episode, so much drama!! I'd like to start of with mentioning Kathy, after witnessing Peter and Ash frolicking in her living room, it seem clear to Kathy that Peter has had other things on his mind recently other than his ex, Lauren and his son Louie. There have been many rumours that Lauren could come back to the Square, I think since Peter's return people have been hoping that Lauren wouldn't be far behind. I would love to see Lauren return to Walford one day, but now Max has left, it'll be interesting to see what would be on Albert Square for her to return to. Of course her Uncle Jack, but what/who else? It certainly won't be Peter! Anyway, it's during this confrontation she receives a phone call from a lady named "Sally". Now, I have no idea who Sally is, but eventually it becomes clear on what news Sally has shared with Kathy. Kathy looks to be shocked and yet slightly saddened by the news, eventually when she meets Ben on her own, she reveals that her ex-husband Gavin has passed away.

I'm sure the majority of you will know that this would've been the upcoming story, as pictures have been revealed of Sharon and Kathy visiting Gavin's grave or attending some kind of memorial. Of course at this point Sharon isn't aware of her biological Father's passing, but after a little chat with Kim about giving her a leaving party for her for when she leaves the Vic, Kathy arrives. For once, not raising her voice to Sharon or giving her any grief, she simply feels like it would be heartless of her not to inform her about Gavin's passing. Interestingly, Sharon doesn't seem to show any emotion, she just stands and listens, taking the news in. I'm really intrigued see these upcoming scenes play out, maybe this will be one of the things that bring Sharon and Kathy together, or least have some kind of respect for one another, what do you guys think?

Also, whilst on the subject of Peter, it seems that we have learned from Kathy that he's ignoring his ex's calls, now why would he start ignoring Lauren's calls just because he's started seeing Ash? Is he concerned that Lauren might get jealous? As Peter is pondering all these thoughts, Ash is also being confronted by her Mum, simply asking questions on how her job is going, of course Ash dodges all the questions about work quickly hurries out to see Peter, completely unaware that her Mum knows exactly what's going on and that she's been suspended.

Eventually both Peter and Ash meet in the pub and it looks as if after Kathy's questions to him about whether he's spoken to his own son, it looks as if this whole thing plays on Peter's mind and he decides to inform Ash that he's not as bad as what his Nan is makes him out to be. He informs her that he in fact manages to speak to his son every week via video call. As they meet and discuss their questioning parents, it looks as if Ash has the feeling that her Mum knows about her being suspended, Peter tries to reassure her that if she feels she no longer wants to lie to her Mum then she should tell her the truth, but of course, Ash does fear how her Mum will react if she was to find out. Eventually they both decide to enjoy the rest of their day, in more ways than one. Ash once again flirts with Peter, informing him that her place is empty and they'll have the house to themselves, as an eager beaver, Peter downs his drink and pretty much gets half the drink soaked all over him in excitement.

Unfortunately their frolicking doesn't last for long as later, Suki arrives home surprised to see her daughter there with Peter topless, once again. Needless to say Suki is disgusted to see the scene happening in front of her, it's this moment she chooses to confront her daughter, if she still happens to be attending work every day then why are they sending letters to her when they can just tell her information whilst she's there? Realising that she can no longer hide it from her Mum, Ash knows she's been caught out from her Mum when she announces she knows she's been suspended. Ash has always had a rocky relationship with her Mum since they first appeared on the Square, I feel that maybe things are going to get nasty here, what do you think? Plus considering the fact that Peter and Suki have actually had a one night stand, will Suki drop that bombshell on her daughter, this is EastEnders and we know secrets don't last forever, how will Ash react if/when she finds out!

Now I have to mention the Taylor family and Bronson, this was so touching for me, being a dog lover and owner, I can completely relate to this story. It's absolutely heart-breaking losing a dog, or any pet! Bronson's illness seems to have had a deeply hard affect on Bailey. First though before I say anything, I have to point out what a brilliant little actress Kara-Leah Fernandes is! I hope EastEnders will continue to put her in the limelight of really hard hitting emotional stories, because she wows me every time! The Taylor's have been made aware that Bronson is really sick and there is very little that can be done to help/save him. Little Bailey is devastated at the thought of losing her family dog and voices her pleas to Karen to find treatment or something to help save him.

Unfortunately, paying for a pet to have treatment can cost thousands of pounds, money that the Taylor's simply haven't got! At the beginning of the episode we saw Mitch approach Denise about the possibility of giving him a raise, at first I couldn't understand why, even though he mentioned Bronson, I still couldn't understand why he would ask and then for Denise to decline. But then when the Taylor's begin to talk, it all makes sense to me that Mitch was hoping to raise money to pay for Bronson to have treatment in an attempt to cheer his young daughter up, the little girl has lost so much already.

On the Square, as Mitch is returning home after hearing that the vet will be arriving at the household, after overhearing her Mum decline Mitch's plea of a raise, interestingly Chelsea approaches him and offers him a very expensive watch that he could pawn to make money to pay for the their dog's treatment. Of course Mitch is deeply thankful but it turns out that time for Bronson is running out, he really is a very ill doggo. As the family gather in preparation for the vet's visit, both Karen and Mitch softly and gently talk to Bailey about there simply can't be anything be done to save the dog. I just want to mention that during these scenes I think they portrayed them and handled them very well, as anyone who has ever lost a dog or a family pet will know and understand the devastating loss. Realising that she only has a few moments left with her beloved dog, Bailey decides that she wants to be by his side when he takes his last breath.

The following scene did touch me also, after the vet had been, Karen, Mitch, Bailey and Bernadette all gather to watch over Bronson. As lovely as this scene was, it was also very touching. They begin to discuss all the foods which Bronson enjoyed and had a laughable debate on what was his favourite burger, nuggets, pizza or kebab! In all fairness, all those foods are every dog's favourite, it's clear that Bronson was a spoiled dog when it came to food - as most dogs are! As they all reminisce about happy times with Bronson stealing their food and enjoying all types of delicious meals, they seem to notice that everything goes quiet. As Bailey looks down, Bronson has simply closed his eyes and faded away. This really hits Bailey as she quite sobs, realising she's not had chance to tell him how much she loved him. Following his daughter, Mitch reassures his daughter that Bronson knew in every way possible that he was loved, he was surrounded by everyone he loved, listening to the discussions of all the food he loved, he simply drifted away to the sound of their comforting voices. I almost cried watching these scenes, really really touching and think EastEnders portrayed it so brilliantly!

Okay so the main event, the big day has arrived for Lucas and Chelsea! Everything is all put in place and ready for them to do this drug smuggling job for Caleb. At the very beginning of this episode, Lucas is in his apartment alone, praying, when Chelsea interrupts him and asks him to quickly get ready as things will be taking place shortly. He politely asks her to join him a prayer as she did the other day, but Chelsea is adamant she doesn't have time to pray for things which are going to be taking place on that day, she simply wants it over and done with. Lucas is still in the hope that Chelsea might take his advice and focusing on making a better life for herself after the day's task, but something is telling me that deep down, he knows that he's going to have to be cruel to be kind to make her see that he's trying to help her. As she leaves the room, the most interesting thing that caught my attention is what Lucas said next, he goes back to praying and asks God for forgiveness and strength for what he's about to do, does he mean the drug smuggling or something completely different?

The day seems to be flying quickly, as Lucas is getting his things together, Chelsea has a quick meeting with her Mum, claiming that her Dad is acting weird. Why would he be acting weird? If he has a history of being a criminal, he might know the signs on what the police will be looking for, however drug smuggling of course is completely different to murder, but either way you're still breaking the law. Denise tries to reassure her daughter that her Dad won't make any mistakes and if he's so desperate for her to let him into her life again, he will do this one job for her.

As Chelsea returns to the flat to find her Dad, instead of seeing her Dad there, she's confronted by Caleb, dropping the bombshell that after the visit he had from Lucas, he's dropping off more drugs for them to smuggle to Ibiza. Chelsea is completely taken back, they already have have a worrying amount on them already so having to deliver more is a huge risk to take! Even though Chelsea appears to be worried and concerned she informs Caleb that she won't let him down, but Caleb warns her that she better hadn't or it'll be the last thing she'll ever do. As this is happening in Lucas's flat, Denise finds Lucas and informs him of Chelsea's concerns and she appears to be giving him a lecture into making she he does right by his daughter, making sure she does this job and doesn't get hurt or in trouble. However interestingly, Lucas makes a statement that there are other ways in looking out for their children, teaching them right from wrong and doing things for them to make them see that they can have a better life, of course Denise has no idea what he's saying - but I think it's perfectly clear!

As Chelsea packs her suitcase ready for the airport, it's clear to see that she has a fair amount of drug packages in her suitcase. Okay, first I just want to make an assumption, if you were to smuggle drugs, you wouldn't leave them in plain sight in the suitcase, you'd make sure that they were secluded and out of sight, right? Anyway, as they both make it to the airport, we see them both approach the gate with separate luggage bags, a fella is seen at the other end of the gate making eye-contact with Chelsea. She lets her Dad know that happens to work for Caleb and when he gives the signal, they go through his gate, that way risk of being caught is unlikely. Only before they can be caught, Lucas happens to grab his daughter's suitcase and swap it with his own with the drugs in, informing her one last time that she can do this job for Caleb, pay this debt and potentially put herself at risk in getting sucked into a life of crime, or she can walk away now and start a new life where she and the rest of her family will be safe, she has to make a decision on what's best for her.

Chelsea is completely stunned and can't seem to understand why her Dad is making her make this choice, determined to complete this job for Caleb, she makes her way to the gate where her guy is waiting. Unfortunately he gets called to another gate, meaning Chelsea has to go through a normal gate with a genuine airport worker. She calmly puts her luggage on the conveyer belt and watches it slowly come through, only instead of come straight towards her, it gets nudged to the side. As Lucas watches on from the other end of the gate, with look of fear and worry in her eyes, Chelsea is approached by an assistant informing that they need to look inside her suitcase.

Will Lucas actually have swapped the drugs over to her suitcase? Will it just be a ploy for him to come through with his luggage and drugs undetected? Will drugs be found her suitcase and will she end up in huge trouble, potentially looking at prison time?! What do you think! I'm really looking forward to seeing what's going to happen next! Thank you all so much for reading! Please feel free to send me any comments or messages on anything EastEnders related, I'd love to hear from you! I'll be back very soon! Love you all xXx

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socialattractionuk · 5 years ago

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Teen with alopecia finds love after being scared she’d be alone forever

Kelly-Ann thought she’d be forever alone becaues of her alopecia (Picture: Patricia Lafond St-Onge / SWNS)

A teenager who thought she would always be alone because she’s bald has found love.

16-year-old Kelly-Ann Gallien lives with a severe form of alopecia, an autoimmune condition where the body attacks hair follicles, triggering hair loss.

She started losing her hair at the age of eight, and has been completely bald since then.

As a result of her hair loss, she has endured bullying all throughout her teenage years. Kids at school would tug at her bandannas and send horrible Snapchat messages mocking her.

Kelly-Ann, from Moncton, New Brunswick, Canada, feared that she would never find love because nobody would find her attractive.

But the teen said meeting her boyfriend Mason Branscombe, 16, in June 2018 has completely changed how she views herself and boosted her confidence.

She said: ‘Being a teen with alopecia is hard. It had a big impact on me. I thought I would never find someone who loved me.

‘I thought that boys would never find me attractive.

‘But last year I met my boyfriend Mason. We met at the mall through mutual friends and the first thing he did when he saw me was hug me so I was like “cute”.’

‘He has helped my confidence and changed my mind about myself.

She’s now found love with Mason (Picture: Patricia Lafond St-Onge / SWNS)

‘Mason is intelligent, kind and energetic. The thing I like the most is when he takes my bandanna off and kisses my head.’

Mason added: ‘The hardest thing about dating someone with alopecia for sure is watching all of the stress she has on a daily basis.

‘I just wish I could take all of the stress away.

‘It affects her confidence big time because she is really nervous about what people think about her and what they think about her appearance as well.

‘She is very shy because she’s afraid that people will reject her for who she is and what she looks like.

‘But I love Kelly-Ann’s smile and how when she walks into the room she instantly brightens it up.’

Kelly-Ann has been coping with bullies since she lost her hair in the third grade but said being with Mason has helped her rise above their cruelty.

The teen said she also feels lucky to have the support of her parents Patricia Lafond St-Onge, 41, a paramedic, and Luc Gallien, 42, a fisherman.

Kelly-Ann said: ‘When I was eight, I had shoulder-length blonde hair, then it started to fall out again.

‘I was really young when it happened before so it didn’t affect me, but when I was eight I can remember it being a hard time.

She’s finally got her confidence back (Picture: Patricia Lafond St-Onge / SWNS)

‘It was very difficult to look at myself in the mirror.

‘My hair was falling out so much I had to get it shaved and I remember looking at myself when I got home and I was shocked.

‘The hardest part was returning to school.

‘Before this happened I was normal but suddenly I was the girl without hair.

‘They could be really cruel. My classmates would try and take off my bandanna which was hard.

‘Before this, I had a lot of friends, but afterward they didn’t want to be my friend.

‘I was lost for words that people would feel like that.

‘I have been bullied on social media too. People would send me Snapchats or pictures on Instagram.

‘They would call me Caillou, which is a bald baby character from a Canadian show, or they called me Mr Clean.

‘I didn’t understand how people could be so mean.

‘But Mason has helped me to see the bullies for what they really are.

‘I even went to school without my bandanna for the first time recently and I’m not scared of those things anymore.’

The teenage couple say they have bonded through their shared love of sports and film.

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Kelly Ann is a passionate figure skater who is sponsored by John Wilson Skates, and trains six nights a week, while Mason is dedicated to hockey and football.

Mason said: ‘We both love watching different kinds of movies and we are extremely competitive there’s no such thing as a tie.

‘We’re also very strong-minded people and we both don’t have that many friends.

‘Kelly-Ann is so funny and I love how no matter what happens she’s always going get back up and give everything her 100 per cent.’

Kelly-Ann said: ‘Mason’s very different. He’s a little weird, but I am a little bit weird so it works.

‘He’s my favorite person to hang out with in the world.’

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jelmpi · 8 years ago

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Today was Monday :) Monday in Portugal means bucket day for students. I’ll tell you more about it when we get there. So it must have been around 11 when I woke up. This time Bernardo was awake as well so we decided we would just have some breakfast. We sat together and talked over the plan for today. Today I was going to see a lot of touristic Porto spots! I couldn’t wait :)! So we headed out to one of Porto’s general squares and the adjacent city hall. Man, it looked great!

We walked past a really beautiful mural and then headed to his university building. Apart from the fact that the building is really old and apparently quite monumental, we couldn’t see that much. Porto University is about 100 years old so compared to my home university in Leiden it’s a small baby haha. We walked around the park and also stopped by the place we went for a drink on Friday. It sure differed a lot from the way I’d seen it by night! Bernardo’s friends told me I’m very lucky as the weather we’re having right now is very unusual for the Portuguese spring! Well, I sure noticed that! Today was crazy! 27°C! It was hot! Now for those who know me: My max is about 25 so I was sweating a bit xD The Portuguese call me crazy as well though. At night when we went out, they just couldn’t believe I wasn’t cold in shorts and a t-shirt with the outside temperature being 12°C! 12?! Guys, that’s peanuts for me :P

Did I already tell you that I really liked the city? No? Well, I do! It’s amazing. What a city to live in! It’s very beautiful and it’s situated on a hill so it goes up and down a lot :)! As Bernardo had taken me to the first panoramic spot we started planning out the rest of our Oporto day! We went to a really nice bookshop! Wanna know why? Do you remember Harry Potter? This is the stairwell they used for the library in the films.

During breakfast, Bernardo’s grandmother had recommended us to go to the panoramic view of the Torre do Clérigos. She sure was right! It looked amazing. I took a lot of pictures and peered around for more than 20 minutes. Bernardo told me Porto won an award for being the best city to discover as a tourist in Europe. I think I can only agree on that! As I’ve been to many places, I don’t think I’ve enjoyed and explored one as much as Porto! It sure is a really nice city. And it has so much to see!

We decided to go for lunch to a place called Santiago. It is famous for its dish called Francesinha. Francesinha is basically a stack of all kinds of meat with a sandwich at the bottom and cheese on top. It looks delicious and sure was delicious as well! I really liked it and we are going to eat it again soon! But this time I think it tasted even better because we had climbed all those stairs of the church tower.

As we finished our lunch we got a call from Poncho! He wasn’t doing much and wondered where we hanging out. Bernardo told him to meet us in front of the post office and so we did. As we got to the post office I had to write a few letters to friends and family so the boys decided to wait for me. What they didn’t know though, was that I was also writing letters to Japan. So they waited for over 30 mins for to write all my letters and then we were finally off to the next stop! Ponte de D. Luís or the Don Luis I bridge. The great thing about Portugal, in general, is that everything is quite cheap. This means that you can get a pint for 2€! 0,5L for 2€ unbelievable! As you’re also allowed to drink wherever you want, we figured that with this hot weather a fresh beer would be nice. So we got ourselves a beer and started crossing the bridge. It was a spectacular view! I must have taken 30 pictures just to be able to have every single part of the two sides of the bridge visible in one of my pictures. They also took me to the central station of Porto which has some really nice murals of the history of the town.

Great view of the bridge which separates Porto from Gaia and crosses the Douro river.

As we had crossed the bridge it was now time to go down to the lower level. Here we would take a walk along the river bank before going up town to see the sunset. I can only say this: Spectacular view!! It really was amazing :D! We sat down by the riverbank and took a quick rest. I just took a moment to soak up this amazing view and really loved it. I’ve taken a lot of pictures and tried to select the best ones from them. I hope you can feel the great feeling I had when I sat there watching this view.

It was time for the sunset! Bernardo had promised me a view with a drink! It sure didn’t disappoint! The view was great, The beer good and so was the weather. I greeted Bernardo’s friends and sat down on the grass. As I sipped my beer, I relaxed and talked a bit with Poncho. We talked about a Portuguese phenomenon called “Road to Queima.” Queima das fitas is the student week in Portugal, where all students go all out for a whole week before their exams. They also do a lot of traditional activities and have many traditions that go back a long way. The Queima week itself in Bernardo’s words: “It’s a week that we get really f-ed up and where we’ll be more drunk than sober.” The road to Queima is explained as follows: If a guy has his eye on a girl he slowly talks to here for a bit during the weeks before Queima. When Queima then comes in, the guy goes for his move. Bernardo’s brother explained it as follows: “You must see the road to Queima as a seed that you plant. You plant the seed, water it for a few weeks and then have it bloom when Queima comes! Depending on the man, you either plant your seed really late or start preparing it for the blooming when spring comes in.” So they all explained their roads to Queima and we just had a really nice talk whilst enjoying a good beer.

It must have been around 20:30 when Bernardo said we were going to meet his friends from his study and have dinner with them. So we sat down and had a few beers. Now Bernardo’s friends didn’t talk English to me but Bernardo explained that people need alcohol first before talking to you if they don’t really know you. I noticed that as a few friends of Bernardo started talking to me after the beer. I got really hot though so I sat outside for a bit without knowing that I had worried Bernardo, who came storming out:”Bro are you okay?!” We talked about cultural differences and Bernardo explained that, as he was their senior within the student culture, he would have a little bit of an older brother like authority over them and they would sometimes listen to him if he had something to tell them. Before going down to the river for bucket night it was time for the other guys to get an extra layer. I joined them and had a burger as well. Then it finally was there! Bucket night!!! Bucket night is yet another student phenomenon. If one goes out on a Monday they can get a bucket of any kind of cocktail for half of the regular price. In this case, it means that you can get a 0,75L cup filled with liquor for the price of only 3 euros!!!! I can’t imagine that happening in the Netherlands XDDDD

Bernardo’s brother had joined us for the night and man did we have a good night! Bernardo’s brother is a very funny guy and really nice to talk to. He also kept the English going in front of his Portuguese friends just so I could join in on the conversations as well. Now people normally only drink two buckets before being able to go all out for the rest of the night. As I had double the amount they couldn’t believe their eyes. One of his friends said: “Dude why are you such a monster?!” As it was custom to be on their level, I tried doing that too. It just took me a little longer XDDD I did feel kind of guilty though. So I even asked his friends whether it was okay if I got extra because it kind of felt wrong. As the night was lit, they started teaching me new Portuguese! Tá-se a pôr! Is a student saying which you could basically translate as “the night is put in”? What you could then turn into the following: “The night is lit!” As everyone had enough for the rest of the night we went to Vila. Vila is a club in Porto which differs in music style from night to night. Tonight it was a mix of Portuguese songs and some strange music I just didn’t really like. As Bernardo was not really feeling the night either we went home around 3:30. This is early for a Portuguese night btw. We took a cab home, had a lot of water and, which I would take over kebab every day, leftovers of his grandmother’s delicious cooking! As I chilled for a bit on the couch I apparently fell asleep. Avó Minda found me there the next morning, but she too remembered that I would be too hot so she didn’t pull a blanket over my body and instead opened a window! What a legend. His grandmother really takes great care of me XDD So yeah: OW WHAT A NIGHT!!! I really enjoyed it. Porto is awesome, the Portuguese people great and the food is once again really delicious!!! Still, 4 days to go! :D ! It can’t get any better anymore, CAN IT?!

Day 4: Bucket day!!! Today was Monday :) Monday in Portugal means bucket day for students. I'll tell you more about it when we get there.

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