#me: my crush had a mango once

[beomiracles]

HI SERENE :3 okay so first, love the new theme and i LOVED trocyj. it’s genuinely impressive how insufferable you made yj like u had me taking walks around my room out of frustration 😭😭

and also!! i was hoping to place a request :3 so recently i had this dream where soobin and i worked at an ice cream shop and soobin was my coworker who i was also crushing on 🤭 (not to mention the fact that he looked adorable in the pink uniform). during the dream while we were closing he literally like backed me into a corner amd was about to kiss me.. like lips barely grazing each other.. and then i woke up.

so i was hoping maybe u could reimagine it? pick up where the dream left off? and maybe make it a little spicy 😇 thanks again lovie!!

-⛸️

⌞ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 ⌝

DREAM RECALL the closing shift with your far too handsome coworker leaves an even bigger mess to clean than what you had originally started with.

wc -> 2.7k

pairings coworker!soobin x coworker!reader (afab) warnings unprotected sex + pullout method, some fingering, mutual pining kinda?, kind of perv!soobin but also perv!reader, lots of kissing, big dick soobin + size kink

#serene adds ✎ hehe thank you for liking the theme!! and trocyj omg, I could talk about that fic for days.. I see why everyone's pissed with yj but his character was genuinely so much fun to write >.< I'm also like insanely jealous of your dreams because wtf is this. lend me your mind.

I skimmed this once, let me know if I missed anything !

“Ah, no sorry, I’m afraid we’re out of chocolate..” You apologize as you watch the young girl’s face fall. She turns to her mother with a small pout and you bite your lip as you think of a way to salvage the situation. Just as you’re about to suggest the strawberry or mango flavor instead, your colleague's voice cuts you off. — “I’m sure we have some leftovers in the back”, Soobin chirps as he leans over the disk to peer down at the girl, “would you like me to go check?” Her face immediately brightens up as she nods feverishly and her mom gives him a thankful smile. 

Upon leaning back up, his large hand brushes past your lower back and you feel your breath hitch at the small touch. “Be right back”, he grins before disappearing through the door leading to the large freezer. — Despite having worked together for nearly three months now, you couldn’t help but do a double take whenever you saw that the two of you would be having the next shift together. Nor could you control the way your heart almost beat out of your chest whenever he as much as glanced in your direction. 

It was a hopeless crush that you were not planning on pursuing. Because there was no way that someone like Soobin would even consider someone like you. Not that he had ever mentioned a girlfriend or anything of the sort, or that you had even dared to ask. But you still refused to acknowledge your feelings as anything else besides a small heartthrob. 

Not before long, does he re-emerge from the small storage unit, a package of chocolate ice cream in his hands. You find your gaze lingering on his pink uniform, sleeves rolled up, exposing his forearms, and you bite the inside of your cheek as you follow their movement when he places the box down. — It isn’t until the mother goes to pay that you’re snapped back to reality, stumbling over your words as you squeak out a quiet, $2.35. 

“Here you go”, Soobin smiles as he hands the little girl her cone of ice cream. She giggles as she takes it from him, making a shy comment about him having soft hands. You refuse a small smirk, watching the tip of his ears turn pink as he chuckles. 

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As the last customer leaves an hour later, you walk over to flip the ‘OPEN’ sign to ‘CLOSED’. Somewhere behind you, you can hear Soobin shuffling around as he moves the ice cream from the disk by the front and into the freezer in the back. — You had shared plenty of shifts together, but this would be the first time you closed up just the two of you. Without the bustling noise of customers, the air suddenly felt twice as thick and you swallowed a small gulp before joining him behind the counter. 

Immersing yourself with popping the lid back onto the containers, you think of something to say, something to break the silence lingering between you. “Here let me help you”, he suddenly exclaims and you almost drop the three boxes in your arms, startled by his sudden appearance. If he noticed it, he didn’t make a comment on the matter, flashing you a small grin as he took two of the now sealed containers from your hands. “T-Thanks”, you stammer, trying your hardest not to let your cheeks flare up at the way his fingers brushed over yours. 

"Jesus christ pull yourself together", you mutter as you follow him into the storage room. The cool air in there was refreshing, easily washing off the heat emitting from your flustered body and you exhaled in relief. — You let him go first, watching as he places the ice cream boxes amongst the rest, gaze lingering on the way his forearms flexed as he did. He turns to you with a small grin and you blink a couple of times before springing into action as you walk over to the small corner. 

Your hands feel clammy against the container in your tight grip despite the cold temperature of the room. Thinking that he might leave and allow you a minute to yourself to regain your composure, you take your time as you lock up the small freezer in which the ice creams were kept. But there are no sounds of his retreating footsteps, and you can feel his gaze on you the whole time. 

It isn’t until you turn around that your heart practically leaps out of your chest. Soobin was standing barely three inches from you, his chest near pressing against your own and your eyes widened as they flickered up to meet his. — You knew that he was tall, like really tall, and there was no mistaking his broad shoulders either. You would be lying if you said that you hadn’t fantasized about his large hands a couple of times, not that you would ever admit it out loud, you think you would rather face death itself. 

But when this close, the back of your thighs hitting the cold steel of the freezer behind you, with nowhere to escape, you suddenly felt very small in front of him. He doesn’t say anything, biting the inside of his cheek, Soobin leans closer, so close that you could feel his warm breath hovering above your lips. — What was going on?

His gaze doesn’t stray from yours as he reaches a hand up to your face. Your eyes flutter closed at the sudden invasion of your personal space. Thinking that he might just actually kiss you, your heart almost beats out of your chest, the sound thumping in your ears like that of a heavy bass. But he doesn’t. Instead of grazing your cheek, just like you thought he would, his fingers aim for your hair as he brushes through it. Your eyes reopen, this time in slight confusion as you frown. 

“You had something…in your hair”, he murmurs before letting his hand drop to his side. “O-Oh”, you breathe, running your own fingers through your locks as embarrassment flushes over your cheeks. He takes a step back and you feel your stomach drop, beyond ashamed over your obvious overreaction to the small gesture. — You don’t dare move as you watch him head for the door once more. God he would never want to work with you ever again. 

It isn’t until one of his hands wraps around the handle that he stops. Still unmoving, you shift awkwardly by the freezer as you eye his tall frame, seeing him shake his head as he mutters something under his breath. — Then he turns around, the action so quick that you barely comprehend what’s happening until he’s in front of you again. Except this time he’s all over you, chest pressing against yours, his large hands easily covering the sides of your face as he pulls your lips to his. 

He kisses you roughly, as if he was trying to convey a thousand words with a single move. Gripping on to the freezer, your eyes widen as your mind tries to process what was happening. But he’s quick to pull back, his breathing is labored when does. — “Fuck I’m sorry I… I just”, he cuts himself off with a sharp inhale, taking a small step back as he lets go of your face. “Look I.. I don’t know what came over me I just–”

But you won’t hear any of it. Shaking your head, one of your hands snake around his neck, pulling him back down as you force your mouth onto his again. This time there’s no hesitation from either of you as his hands quickly find your waist. Pushing you further onto the cooler behind you, Soobin wastes no time in squeezing himself between your spread legs. “H-ah, been wanting to do this for so long”, he groans, and you sigh against his lips as his tongue finds yours. 

Wait. Did he just say that he’s been wanting to do this? Then that would imply… All those lingering touches, the small grins, the quick glances.. Your mind was reeling with the newfound information and your hands quickly braced themselves on his shoulders as you pulled back for a short second. — Upon breaking apart from the kiss, Soobin looks at you, a flash of worry striking his features, almost as if he had done something wrong. 

You quickly try to ease his nerves, “I…I’ve been wanting to do this too”, you quietly mumble, biting your lip as the color on your cheeks only rises. His tense face immediately relaxes as he lets out a short sigh of relief. “Oh thank god”, he murmurs, his hands gliding along your thighs as he pushes your pink uniform up. — “Wait”, your fingers around his wrists stop him and his eyes flit to yours with a hint of concern. “We can’t…I mean.. not here”, you whisper, throwing an anxious glance around the small storage room. 

“You locked the entrance, right?” He wonders, head tilted to the side as he studies you intently. Slowly nodding, you’re still not entirely convinced. “Then we’re good, yeah?” He says in a somewhat smug voice, his fingers drawing small circles on the skin between your thighs, creeping higher with each passing second. You consider his words carefully, he did have a point, there were just the two of you here right now, and it was past working hours. 

Oh who were you kidding? You’d had a crush on the guy for nearly three months now and here he was, openly asking for what you had been longing to do for so long. There was no way you’d pass him up. With a short nod you let him reconnect your lips as his fingers quickly move to glide across the already drenched fabric of your panties. You felt him smirk against your mouth as you squirmed beneath him. 

“Fuck, how long have you been this wet for me?” He asks as his hand slips inside your underwear, index and middle finger circling your throbbing clit. You bite back a small whimper as your nails dig into his broad shoulders, tearing his pink uniform under their grasp. “Three months”, you breathe, and you immediately feel his hand stutter against you. “Fuck.” Is all he says before immediately shoving two fingers inside of your aching cunt, “we’d better change that.” 

In one swift motion he wraps your legs around his waist, groaning as your hand trails down his chest to palm and grope him through his jeans. — It felt almost like a fever dream, having the guy you had fantasized about for so long right in front of you, his fingers knuckle-deep into your core as he drew lewd moans from you. 

When he pulls himself free from his pants, you gulp as you take in the size of him. Sure you had expected him to be big, given his height, but this was… He quickly catches on to your hesitation as his lips part, “if you don’t want-” — “It’s fine”, you give him a reassuring smile which he reciprocates before lining himself up, only to be stopped by you once more. 

“Do you have a condom?” 

He freezes, and it doesn’t take a genius to guess his answer. A small silence falls over the two of you, the sounds of your heavy breaths filling the storage unit. Soobin clears his throat, awkwardly readjusting the grip on his cock as his gaze avoids yours. “Maybe we should..” he trails off but you don’t need to hear the rest in order to know what he was thinking. But come on, you had waited three months for this. You couldn’t just let the opportunity slip through your fingers just like that. 

“No, it’s fine. You’ll just pull out, yeah?” 

His eyes snap up to meet yours the second those words leave your lips. “Yeah.” He agrees, his free hand wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer, the tip of his cock sliding against your folds, nudging your clit in a way that almost made you squeal. “I’ll pull out”, he mumbles, more to himself than you before slowly easing himself inside. 

The stretch was near torturous and your nails practically tore his shirt in half as you braced yourself against him. “You okay?” He sounds almost alarmed but your quick nod makes him relax. — Once fully inside of you, he stays unmoving, littering you in soft kisses, trailing from your jaw down your neck and collarbone. His fingers twist at the small lace, neatly sewed into your pink uniform. “You look so pretty in this”, he sighs against your skin, inhaling the perfume you always used, the one that always seemed to get his mind to wander whenever you were around. 

He moves slowly, his thrusts deliberate as his cock slides against every inch of you and you whine in ecstasy. The dull burn flaring within you was now replaced by an almost addicting sensation. “Fuck, you’ve really got to stop bending over the counter like that, anyone could see up your skirt”, he grunts, snapping his hips against yours, making your eyes roll back as your jaw slacks. 

“R-Really?” You stammer, though you knew exactly what you were doing as you so often would purposefully lean forward enough to where you felt your clothes lift, hoping that he would see. Originally, it had been for your own pleasure, not thinking that Soobin was actually going to pay attention to your subtle movements. But he did, he picked up on every single one of them. 

“Yeah”, he drawls, upping his pace as the hand around your waist pulls you impossibly closer. “God you don’t know how many times I’ve had to jack off in the bathroom to the thought of you.” — “Fuck, is that weird to say?” He wonders, and you shake your head, gasping as his thumb rubs against your clit. “N-Not at all”, you whine, thighs squeezing around his waist as you clenched on his cock, making his breath hitch. 

“Mhn, I.. I do too”, you shyly admit, catching the smirk that etched its way to his face in a mere second as he pressed his lips to yours. “That’s so fucking hot”, he groans into your mouth. The kiss quickly grows sloppy and wet, his thrusts transitioning into uneven and jagged jerks of his hips. — “I won’t forgive myself if I don’t have you cumming on my cock.” He states, pulling your lip between his teeth as he refocuses his attention to his fingers on your clit. 

Up until this point you had thought that this might as well all just have been one big dream. A big prank that your far too imaginative mind was trying to pull on you. But as your orgasm washes over you, your throbbing cunt clenching around Soobin’s cock, undoubtedly buried deep inside of you, you realize that this was most definitely not a dream. His name falls from your lips as your nails cause rippings to the pink fabric of his work uniform. Somewhere in the background you can hear him uttering small words of praise, the sound is muffled by the feeling of euphoria coursing through you like electric shockwaves. 

With a small hiss, he pulls out, and your hand reaches for him before you have the chance to think twice. Wanting, no needing, to feel him between your fingers, your fingers that barely manage to wrap around his cock. You pay the wicked smirk on his face no mind as you stroke him to his high, letting him soil your work attire without as much as a second thought. Hot liquid landing on both your hand and stomach as Soobin groans into the juncture of your neck. 

Once you’ve both regained your composure, he pulls back to look at you. From his dazed expression to the way his blonde hair stuck to his forehead, or his wet lips as they stretched into a grin, you found him to be more handsome than ever. — His gaze drops to your lips before flitting back up to your eyes, the tip of his ears turning pink as he clears his throat. 

“So uh, think I can get your number?”

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[mango-bango-bby]

Hey Mango I was wondering if I can request for a L.O.V Were darling reader had a relationship (secret) and they comes back crying because they found out there partner cheated On them?❤

♡ Cheated ♡

(A/N: Platonic LOV 🥺🥺 Comforts me and my heart 🥺💖 I’ve gone through this before and what I would give to have had the LOV to be with me during that time!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, platonic yandere, protectiveness, readers boyfriend cheats on them, mentions and implied murder

Summary: Your boyfriend cheated on you, but your family is here to comfort you (Platonic!LOV x GN!teen!reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You are the baby of the league. By that, it means you were the youngest and they refused to let you go on many missions with them. You were mostly a nurse, taking care of their injuries. They all treated you like a child, even though you were a teenager. You hated it, how much they babied you.

You immediately feel the tension when you enter into the bar. Kurogiri being the first one to speak up. “Where were you?” He asks stiffly, saying what the rest of the villains were thinking. You keep your eyes fixated on the floor, trying not the let put the tears you were trying so hard to hold in.

“I’m going to my room” you say trying to keep your voice stable but being unable to keep your voice from wavering. Toga is the first one to get up, grabbing onto your arm as you try and walk away, spinning you around to face her. “Oh my gosh, you are crying! Oh, my poor Y/n!” she gasps, immediately pulling you into a tight hug. You want to push her away tell her that your fine, but you don’t.

You bring your hand up to hold tightly onto her as well, burying your face into her neck as you let out sobs. “Is this because of that boy?” Dabi sneers, watching you nod your head while still holding onto Toga. You had a huge crush on a member of a villain group they had worked with before, the whole league knew. However they didn’t know you started dating him. They just thought it was a crush.

“W-we started da-dating-” you start only to cut off. “You what?” Tomura interrupted, disgust in this voice. They were so protective over you, it wanting you dating anyone or even being around anyone else. Knowing that you start dating that dirtbag and now he had made you fucking cry? Didn’t bode well. You were like a little sibling to all of them!

“He cheated on me” you whisper, feeling the energy in the room immediately darken. Not only did this boy date you behind their backs, but then he broke your fucking heart?! He broke your heart, he made you cry! “I’m sorry-“ you start only to be cut off once again.

“Don’t be sorry, that boys a fucking idiot” Dabi seethes. As much as most of them would deny it, they really cared about you. “Poor baby, don’t waste your tears on someone like him” Toga says, petting your hair. Although she’s upset for you, she is excited to comfort you. Every time your sad it means you get some quality time with your ‘big sister’.

Shigaraki is already planning murder. And not a quick one, one that would hurt. Something that would hurt the same way he hurt you. That’s not even including the person he cheated on you with, they’re going to get what’s coming to them too.

You sit on the couch Dabi and Tomura sits on, Toga leading you over there. You sit in between both of them, pulling both of them closer to you so you’re squished in between them. You lay your head on Dabi’s shoulder, silent tears falling down your face again.

With your eyes closed, they all look at each other. A silent agreement. This boy is going to get what’s coming to him.

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[mary-games-and-arts]

AvA/M Cast Redesign

Phew, well.. I DID IT I REDESIGNED EVERYONE! Time to present them all again, but this time with some more info, right?

Color Gang

Green (He/him) - 17 y.o. | Let's say he's literally a perfectionist okay? Green is the one of a protective friend but can annoy his brother Red sometimes. His love of his life is Blue

Yellow (She/her) - 16 y.o. | A girl who knows everything about redstone, Minecraft commands and style. Has a twin sister Pinkie (Keep in mind that Pinkie is not a canon character. She's my AvM OC). Also Yellow has a partner Red

The Second Coming/TSC/Second/Orange (He/They) - 17 y.o. | A sleepyhead but somehow understands math and physics(unlike me ;v;). They're really overprotective over their friends and have their own powers but they're not aware of them(let's say AvA VI didn't happen yet). Chosen is Second's sister. Also Sec is in love with Purple

Blue (She/her) - 16 y.o. | Really knows her thing when it comes to brewing potions and gardening. Has bandages cuz AvM Ep. 20 events. Can get worried if anyone of the gang gets sick. Loves Green and his tunes

Red (He/him) - 15 y.o. | Apparently the youngest one of the group. He's a clumsy guy and also a prankster. Got possessed by Herobrine twice. Was in a timeout once cuz messed with Yellow's staff and the lucky block. Yellow is his girlfriend and Green is his brother. Oh and his pets are his friends

The Royal Duo + The Angelic Trio

Purple (She/They) - 16 y.o. | A little shy but very nice girl. Considers MT as her older sister. Still has trust issues but is trying to fix it. Cherishes her dead mother Orchid and doesn't give a damn about her dad RB. Second is her boyfriend

MT/Mango Tango/Queen Orange (She/her) - 20 y.o. | A young adult who was a queen once just to destroy Minecraft cuz it took away her little brother Gold. Tries to move on from Gold's death and now considers Purple as her younger sis. She's on neutral terms with Color Gang. Her husband is actually an Enderman named Jacob (Tulip said that we can have our own Jacob so)

Gold (He/him) - 12 y.o. | A smol kid who is MT's brother and had unfortunately died from Minecraft. Observes his sister and spends his time with Orchid and Victim. Sometimes wishes he could hug MT one last time

Orchid (She/her) - 38 y.o. | A caring woman who is also Purple's mother. Has no empathy for RB cuz he left her and Purple. Unfortunately died from an unknown disease and now observes her child from above

Victim (They/Them) - 25 y.o. | A guy who never experienced life for once. Tries to develop themselves and find their own personality and hobbies. Currently is friends with Orchid and Gold

RB, Alan and The AvA Duo

RB (He/him) - 40 y.o. | A ex-husband of Orchid and ex-dad for Purple. Left cuz he thought his daughter was "pathetic and would never protect herself from any danger"

Alan (He/him) - 35 y.o. | The creator himself of the whole AvA/M community. Considers Chosen and Second as his kids, but also has a real life family

The Dark Lord/TDL/Dark (She/her) - 18 y.o. | The terrorist of the whole Internet herself and Alan is her creator. She was created to defeat Chosen but she teamed up with them and confronted Alan. Somehow survived Second's attack and now is trying to change. Has a girlfriend Chosen

The Chosen One/TCO/Chosen (She/They) - 19 y.o. | The Chosen One herself who just wants to live peacefully with Dark after all the trauma she endured. Saved a kid once and now friends with her. Is currently being wanted by Rocket Corporation. Dark is her girlfriend

The Rocket Corporation

Hazard (He/They) - literally a robot- | A restored robot who can control electricity as his power. He's also a part of the mercenary team

Agent Smith (He/him) - 24 y.o. | The main mercenary of the corporation who can use any Adobe Animate tool. Has a small crush on Vic

Alive!Vic (They/them) - 25 y.o. | The first stick ever created by Alan that somehow came to life to get the revenge they so desperately want. They're a leader of a whole corporation and they hunt for Chosen cuz she knows where Alan is

Ballista (He/him) - 27 y.o. | The shortest mercenary of the team. He can turn his head into a tank and also adores his big pixel sword

Primal (She/her) - 28 y.o. | The tallest mercenary and the only woman in the team. Is good at archery and can get buff if needed

[monsoon-of-art]

Donut Hole - Chapter 20

Silhouette

The fire I began is burning me alive But I know better than to leave and let it die

I'm a silhouette asking every now and then "Is it over yet? Will I ever feel again?" I'm a silhouette chasing rainbows on my own But the more I try to move on, the more I feel alone So I watch the summer stars to lead me home - Silhouette, Owl City

[(deep breath) been a while huh :') A ton of stuff has happened in my life that really hindered my writing; being moved to full time, my dad having a stroke (he's recovering with no permanent damage) and my PC breaking. But here's a new chapter!! Where Dawn gets involved, and Barry learns of some very crucial things…] [ao3 link]

Dawn chose to hide away in her home, not wanting to leave Jubilife but unable to stand hearing the curious whispers of the townfolk. She tried to keep herself busy; cleaning her space, organizing her things, checking in on her pokemon…

But nothing could keep her mind away from her friend in the medical wing for long.

She lay in bed, her pokemon lounging around the home, reflecting their trainer’s sullen demeanor. 

Her Samurott, Riptide, lay by her side and allowed her to nervously pet and pull on her whiskers.

“I wonder…what they did with his Pokemon.” She wondered aloud.

The woman who helped run the pastures was nice enough, but Dawn doubted she could care for Barry’s team. No, they were most likely with Laventon.

Barry was a good trainer. He treated his pokemon back home with love and care, verging into ‘spoiling’ territory, Dawn might dare say. Honey for his heracross, sugar cubes for his rapidash, mangoes and fruits for his Torterra.

His new team…they were strange. Scruffy, dirty, thin looking. Barry wouldn’t willingly let his team look like that. What had they been subjected to in the wilds of Hisui? With no Galaxy Team, no Laventon to find him on a beach-

Her thoughts drifted to Barry himself.

Scruffy. Dirty. Thin. Deeply upsetting. Like a childhood toy nearly torn to shreds, hanging on by bits of thread and stuffing.

Riptide let out an unhappy chitter, Dawn realizing she had been tugging on her whiskers a bit too hard for her liking. “Sorry.”

Her mind wandered elsewhere. Somewhere less sad. Somewhere angry.

Why hadn’t anyone come to her when Barry arrived? Surely someone had to have made the connection; a strange boy her age with outlandish clothes and a gift for training pokemon?

Why did they let him suffer in the cold and the damp and the dark?

If a single person had told her - not even her, if someone had told anyone in Jubilife - then Barry wouldn’t be in the medical wing. He wouldn’t be so thin and dirty and hurt.

She replayed Adaman’s words in her mind. “Because we weren’t totally sure. And I didn’t want to raise your hopes in case it wasn’t.”

And the worst part is…Adaman was right. If they had come to her with a description of Barry, and it wasn’t Barry? She’d be crushed.

Luckily for her mental state, she didn’t have to think about this for long. There was a knock at the door, followed by Rei’s voice, “Dawn? Are you in there?”

Dawn stood to get the door. She had learned not to let her pokemon answer the door anymore, not since her Kadabra answered the door for her once, and then rumors swirled around town about how she had turned into a Kadabra.

She hoped she didn’t look too disheveled when answering the door. It had been a very long day.

Either it wasn’t too obvious, or Rei decided not to comment on it.

“Uhm, the leaders left not too long ago…” he started to say, rocking back and forth on his heels. “I dunno what they said to Kamado, but it was loud. On both ends. But it seemed to have worked, I don't think the commander plans on practicing his fighting moves tonight…”

“Okay.” Replied Dawn, unable to really muster any excitement in her voice. Sure, it was nice that Kamado wasn't going to start suplexing people, but that certainly wasn't on her mind.

“Well, now that things have calmed down, uh, Miss Pesselle says you can come visit your friend. He's not doing so well right now, but she thinks he'll be alright-”

“REALLY?!” She struggled keeping her voice low. “Why didn't you start with that?! Let's go!”

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Consciousness was proving to be rather fickle and fleeting. Barry felt himself drift in and out, like the waves on a beach. Awake, not awake. Awake, not awake. Drifting at sea, below the waves.

And being awake sucked. 

Every part of his body ached. Even parts that he didn't know could ache. He couldn't even scrounge up the willpower to open his eyes. Sounds were muffled, distant, unfamiliar.

So he would just lay there…aching. 

It wasn't all bad. He could sense the presence of someone nearby tending to him, and even if it hurt when they had to change bandages, he knew it was probably a good thing. Cups and bowls were gently pressed to his lips, and even though it tasted distinctly medicinal, he really didn’t care.

And sometimes, when the ache and the pain grew too much, he could feel a warm hand slip into his own and squeeze.

It was comforting. He wasn’t alone. Someone was there with him through it all, here to hold his hand when it hurt.

And Barry would try to smile and squeeze back before drifting, drifting, drifting…

He wasn’t sure how long he spent drifting. Hours, maybe. Days, weeks. 

Until one day, he finally opened his eyes.

Barry was in a bed he didn't recognize and a room he didn't know. Things were kinda blurry, and fuzzy, and his head hurt, but it was something.

Breaching the surface of the water for the first time in a while, it seemed.

He hesitantly squeezed the hand holding his own and glanced over to his side.

“... Barry?”

Dawn looked tired. He wondered, numbly, if she had left his side at all.

But she was here. Alive and well and not just a terrible gap in his memory. She had the same eyes, the same face, the same tired smile that she'd give him when he'd do something stupid-

“D-Dawnie.” He croaked, dry lips cracking into a beaming smile. “I did something stupid again.”

“That's OK, dummy. We can talk more about that later.” She gave his hand a squeeze. “How are you feeling?”

He groaned, trying to think of an accurate description. “Numb. Aching. Like a piece of gum left to dry on the boardwalk in Sunyshore.”

Dawn giggled, a beautiful sound that he had grown to miss so, so much. Barry couldn't help but weakly chuckle alongside her.

“Pesselle said it's a miracle you're alive. She said you had a foot in the grave, and a shovel in your hands.” She looked at him, tears welling in her eyes. “I-I was…I was so scared…w-wh…what if you didn't wake up?”

She let go of his hand, trying to wipe away the tears as she began to weep.

“Hey, hey-” he sat up slightly, ignoring the aches and pain, “It's alright! I-I’m fine now! I'm not going anywhere.” A serious look crossed his face. “No one's gonna try and stop me.”

“Th-there was drapion venom in your blood. Pesselle said i-it was a miracle you kept your leg.” She continued to whisper. “You won't be able to walk for…I dunno how long.”

“I've been walking on it for a while! It'll be fine!”

“I think that's part of the problem.”

Dawn gestured for him to lay back down, to which Barry ignored. “I couldn't stop and rest, I was on the run! It's crazy, just listen to-”

He paused. A strange look came across his face, and he grabbed Dawn's hands and held them tight. “I need you to tell me something. Something that only you would know.”

“Barry-?”

“Please. Please. Something only you would know. Please.”

Sadness overtook her features, not directed at him, thankfully, but she clearly felt bad for him, and wanted to soothe his worries.

“When you were little, you wanted to have a big birthday party with a big cake. And you invited the entire class. Your dad asked Elite 4 member Lucian, to borrow his Mr Mime for entertainment. And…uhm. When Mr Mime walked out with your birthday cake, you were so scared that you started crying, and you even-”

“NO! DAWN THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT?!”

“What did you mean then??”

“I dunno! Something deeply personal and special to us??”

“Well you didn't specify! What about the time you got your Halloween costume based on heracross and you asked me to hit you with a branch to ‘prove how strong' you were?”

“No, that's not what I meant either! I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose! Do you need me to fine you?!”

Dawn couldn't help but laugh. When was the last time she had been threatened with fines? She couldn't remember. It felt good, familiar.

For a moment, the medical room walls melted away. They were back home, camping, just teasing each other after a long day of training.

“Do you remember the time you poured yourself a glass of vinegar at a buffet because you thought it was soda, and you nearly barfed-”

“You are! You are doing this on purpose!!” Barry shouted back. “Two can play that game, missy! Don't think I've forgotten about the time our class started singing happy birthday and you were so surprised you started crying!”

“Hey!” She squealed in fake offense. “I did not!”

“Did too!”

“OK, OK, let's stop with the yelling.” Dawn said, pressing him back against the pillows of his bed. “Not sure we want Pesselle to come yell at us-”

“No no, wait, wait, hold on-” a frightened, almost desperate tone crept into his voice. “I know it's you. There's no way. I can trust you.”

“Of course you can trust me?”

“This place is crawling with Team Galactic!” He hissed, “Absolutely swarming! They tried to stop me from finding you, I think they're the reason you're here! They kidnapped you!”

Dawn opened her mouth, but no words came out. She just let Barry continue.

“I haven't seen Cyrus yet, but I've seen Mars and new commanders and Galactic Generals, and they're hellbent on capturing me! This is a universe where Cyrus won, don't you see? There's no civilization, people and pokemon don't trust each other-!” A moment of panic overtook his features, and he frantically looked around. “My pokemon, where are my-”

Dawn grabbed his shoulders. “Barry. Barry.”

“Huh? What, what?”

She took a deep breath. “That's…not right. That's not what's going on.”

Barry also took a breath. “OK. I'm listening. Tell me what's going on, I'll believe you.”

Dawn hesitated. “It's a bit crazy…”

“The last few months have been nothing but crazy for me. Whatever you say, I promise.”

“I think…we're in the past.”

He gave her an incredulous look. “...when I said I'd believe you-”

“Barry!”

“It's just a little hard to believe!”

“Oh, but your theory of being kidnapped by an alternate dimension Cyrus is more plausible?”

Barry tried to think of a retort, but couldn't. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Touche. What's your evidence?”

“Do you remember the history class we took about the late edo period?”

“Yeah, I failed that one.”

Dawn reached into her bag currently on the floor and pulled out a pokeball. “See how it looks rough? These are carved by hand, using apricorns. Surely you remember the pokeball lesson.”

That clicked in his mind. Before the modern manufacturing of Pokeballs was established, people would carve out their own using apricorns. Some could even make special ones with unique traits, but the skill and craft was a dying art.

“I thought…I thought they were poorly made…” he said slowly, softly. Barry shook his head, “That doesn't entirely prove it. If this was a world where Cyrus won, obviously Silph Co wouldn't exist.”

Dawn then gestured to the room around them, which Barry finally began taking note of.

There were no medical devices, not really. Mostly beds, blankets, pillows, panels to give some semblance of privacy, and a sleeping croagunk in the corner.

It did look a little old fashioned, like visiting the Old Chateau, or the homes in Celestic town. The way the wood was carved, the way the paint looked…

“Look at the clothes they gave me!” She continued, taking off a red scarf to show him. “Not fake fabric at all, this is real!”

All of the little inconsistencies, all of the assumptions based on a worst-case scenario. The pain he went through. The pain he caused. It was all starting to climb up his throat.

“Dawn. I don't feel so good.”

“What? Why? Should I go get the doctor? Her name is Pesselle, she's really nice-”

He grabbed her arm as she stood to leave. “I think…I did a lot more stupid stuff than I realized…”

Dawn had an inkling that his time in Hisui was less than pleasant. But the sheepish anxiety in his voice worried her.

“What…did you do?”

The door behind them creaked open. Dawn turned, relieved to see Pesselle carrying fresh bandages. “Ah, good! The two of you are awake. The captain wanted to see him.”

The relief quickly faded when Pesselle stepped to the side and Captain Cyllene entered the room.

And Barry started to scream.

[cloveroctobers]

STRAWBERRY CRUSH — STELLA KIDD [Spring Prompts]

A/N: alright, alright you caught me! I may or may not have a crush on Stella and thought it was only fair to write a little something since I am binge-watching after all—currently finishing up season six as I write this! In short: Yes we love Stellaride over here but this one specifically is for my wlw, you’re welcome!

PROMPTS ARE FROM HERE + I’m using: 6. “I am going to have a magical picnic and you can’t do anything to stop it!” “Yeah, but the bugs can.” + 16. “Your beauty outshines all the flowers.” “Are you sure? The flowers are really pretty this year.” 

WARNINGS: reader is a southern plant/earth lover, this is what it’s like to see Stella crushing but unsure, + written in MY version of HC’s/note form.

᠃ 𖡼᠂ 𖥧⚘ 𓅪 ⚘𖥧᠂ 𖡼᠃ ˖𓍢ִ໋ ᠃ 𖡼᠂ 𖥧⚘ 𓅪 ⚘𖥧᠂ 𖡼᠃ ˖𓍢ִ໋ ᠃ 𖡼᠂ 𖥧⚘

Strawberries require well drained soil, they must be placed on a gradual slope, and receive full sunlight in order to experience successful growth.

That’s something your grandfather first told you, once you were old enough to get into farming.

It’s never left your mind even with his passing and you always had the best eye when it came to picking produce.

Granted, picking that particular item in a mini mart in the city might not be the best choice but Stella made sure to put the red berry on the list.

She wanted the best snacks or else she would leave you hanging on this outing—just like she ditched her second date with the guy from 98–to be with you.

Stella can’t help but to catch a glimpse of you at the end of one aisle, you’re by the freezers now and you’re standing on your tippy toes, teal silk shirt raising above your fitted jeans and revealing tatted skin as you grab a beverage.

The height difference is something she has to get used to and often caught her mind thinking about whenever you were face to face and she would have to play it off as her being tired instead of daydreaming about what your lips would feel like.

“You ready, Stella star?” Your hip is bumping against hers before you carry on towards the registers.

It’s your own personal nickname for her and it has a cuteness to it with your contrast of a southern twang. However when each of you are out fighting fires, you on squad and her on her truck 81, she has to learn how not to miss it as much, as you go forth with using her last name like everyone else.

The man at the register jokes, “You ladies buying the whole store?”

You rack your red nails against the counter, “hm…you sell lottery tickets? My friend here is feeling lucky.”

“I mean, with a babe like you, who wouldn’t be?” He winks at you while Stella raises her brows with a cross of her arms.

He rings up two tickets before continuing with the rest of the items.

You and Stella are grabbing the bags before you say one last thing, “also it’s mango season so you may want to step it up with your mangoes since yours are rottin’ in the back, the last thing you want is for the insects to spread to the rest of the underwhelming products. Now, that’ll be all! You have a good one.”

Stella winks at the man for good measure who scowls at the both of you on your exit.

“His store is crappy anyway.” Stella sasses as the both of you load up her car some more, “There’s a way better one downtown, closer to lake shore.”

“Noted for next time.”

“Ohhh, look at you already thinking about spending more time with little ‘ol fabulous me?” Stella places a hand on her chest dramatically while she makes her way over to the driver’s side.

You smile as you open the passenger side, “what can I say? Maybe I just can’t get enough of you, Stella-Star.” Before climbing into the vehicle, leaving the dark haired woman to be impressed at your charm while also feeling her cheeks warm.

The drive to lake shore drive is full of Chicago’s vibrant buildings and singing along to the radio while you both smoothly move along with the traffic.

The ride felt shorter than it was, like time often felt between the two of you when you had the chance to have it.

Stella was definitely in her head about this, wondering if it was a date and knew chatting about it (unwillingly) with Otis and Joe was a lost cause so she chose to hit up your shared girl friends to see if you gave them any insight.

Gabby and Sylvie were 1000% sure it was a date—although they claim you didn’t say or gave much away when you causally brought it up. Stella even went as far to pick Cap and Tony’s brain before Severide could get a whiff and tease her about how awkward she was being.

Kelly was actually the first one to pinpoint that Stella was “drooling” over you and kept pushing for Stella to just go for it.

He would hint at things and then act like he wasn’t and that left Stella thinking maybe he was trying to set her up! to make a fool outta herself but she believed Kelly wouldn’t trick her like that, especially if this had the potential to be serious.

He had her back and she had his…they were good friends like that.

So when you approached after an extremely long shift with this idea, Stella almost collapsed to her knees.

The both of you rarely had alone time together, it was always in group settings but when you did share conversations privately—Stella felt something shift between you two recently and she was still trying to pinpoint when exactly that happened.

See…there she was being too much in her head about it!

“We should have brought some bikes out here,” Stella comments as she carries her portion of bags, glancing at the chicagoans who flew by on the biking path.

You shrug, “here’s the thing…I never could get that down.”

“What?!”” Stella is shocked, “aren’t you from the south? Don’t tell me you ran or walked everywhere with those roads? Or wait…rode horses?”

You snorted, “I never was much of a horse girl either since my ass and thighs always ended up hurting afterwards AND i watched one kick the jelly out of my Grammy! Call me traumatized from that point on. I left those things to my gramps and brothers to deal with while I spent time with the chickens and cows.”

“And the yams and green beans.” Stella jokes while you walk side by side, scoping out a good spot of greenery.

Pointing up ahead at a hill like portion that had a great view of the water and also the buildings behind you, ending up being the winner as the both of you headed towards the incline.

“I have you know that my family has won competitions for the best veggies! And if my Grammy was here, she’d show off her mountain of photos to you.” You’re stretching out some blankets, one of them being a incredibly soft birthday gift from Brett who claimed that she purchased it from a Portuguese woman who handmade it at the market.

“I’m not arguing with ya there,” Stella raises her hands in surrender, “you country folk are built different…can’t exactly say better but different!”

You scoff with a shake of your head, “you city slickers.”

Stella laughs to herself as you make yourself comfortable, sitting crossed legged before pulling a full on woven basket from behind you.

“Where the heck did you hide that?”

“Can’t reveal all my secrets can I?” You grin, happy that you could surprise her, “I am going to have a magical picnic and you can’t do anything to stop it!”

A picnic on lake shore was not entirely what Stella was expecting…honestly she had no clue what this day entailed besides the fact that all she needed was good snacks to be all in.

She’s getting ready to sit across from you but not without saying, “yeah, but the bugs can.”

“Don’t tell me thee Stella-Star is an afraid of a little green friend.”

“That ain’t no friend of mine,” Stella’s face is scrunched up as she watched the grasshopper get comfy on her portion of the blanket, “…can you uh—get it?”

You laugh, “really?” As you lean forward, holding out a bottle of water so the insect can crawl onto before you lead it elsewhere, “there. Nobody was harmed and everyone is safe.”

“You’re lucky I like you, otherwise I would have stomped its ass out,” Stella huffs as she plops down now staring at the bottle you used, “also that one is yours.”

“Understood,” you laugh once more before opening up the basket to reveal it contents, leaving Stella further impressed as she peeks inside.

It’s such a good day in Chicago, little birds chirping along, the spin on the bike wheels in the distance could still be heard up on the slope, while the wind brushes by from the lake and the sunlight still shined bright although the city’s buildings were as tall as they could be.

There’s a brief silence as you dive into the snacks and take turns from the jug that contained a berry lemonade you actually made, before falling into natural chatter.

It felt right being here with each other and it’s something you already knew that you would want to do again.

You never doubted that.

The sunlight was behind Stella whereas it shined over you. The both of you found that each of you were a beautiful sight to witness and Stella was just glad she chose to wear her hair back into a ponytail since the spring wind picked up every so often.

Soon you’re laying side by side now, just a inch of space in between your heads but close enough to feel the warmth from each other and for you to smell the amber, Tonka, and plum that radiates from her frame.

“You smell good, girl.” You comment, pulling yourself from zoning out while making Stella pry open her eyes.

The way you’re peering up at her, almost makes her choke on her own air. “Thanks,” she manages to wheeze out, “I picked it out myself!”

Stella knows she sounds silly but you find amusement in her pride nonetheless.

So she attempts to clean up, arm cradling the back of her head as a smirk appears on her lips at her next best idea with the compliment flying out of her lips, “Your beauty outshines all the flowers.”

There’s barely a daisy embedded in the grass somewhere up ahead but it’s the first thing that comes out of her pretty pouty lips.

You squint up at her as you question, “Are you sure? The flowers are really pretty this year.” 

You would know better than her with what’s in season and what not but something tells Stella, just by the way you break your stare that you may have some flaws you’re not too proud to speak about and that alone makes Stella frown a bit.

Before she can register what she’s doing, her fingers are reaching for your jaw, pulling your attention back to her’s, “are you kidding?! I’m damn sure and as corny as this is going to sound: you’d be my first flower I’d pick out of any garden. Anybody would and that’s because I said so! My word means a lot ya know?”

Your eyes shine like water but you don’t hold back a snort, “is does huh? Well I guess I have no choice but to believe you then.”

Stella’s chewing on her bottom lip now because there’s something in the air that’s telling her to just plant one on you.

“Stop me at any time,” she starts with a deep inhale, catching your eyes briefly on her mouth.

The corner’s of your mouth lift as you whisper, “do your worst, Stella-star.”

And with her lips on yours, you exhale as Stella breathes you in. Both hands are cupping your face as your lips move together in perfect unison and your hands shift from grasping her shoulder then down to her waist.

She’s watching your face in complete bliss when she decides to pull away but not fully, “was that okay?” She says against your lips.

“More than okay,” you nod at her with a beam before moving forward with another, “and I don’t think I said i was finished.”

Which leads into a full makeout session, and that’s something Stella is usually down for—especially if she’s had some drinks in her system but without the alcohol—she wouldn’t mind being drunk on you.

She’s on top of you now, and it quickly becomes a challenge of who gets to hold that position for the longest, erupting laughter between you two and Stella decides to cave once you both knock forehead’s.

You’re both panting now but there’s still laughter in your lungs and Stella is staring up at you adoringly, rubbing her head, while you caress the shape of her mouth, “what?” You quiz.

“You taste sweeter than I imagined.”

You smile, “so you thought about me in that way? I guess that means you really like me.”

“I couldn’t tell if you liked me!” Stella ran one hand over the top of her hair, clearly frustrated.

You snicker, “I thought I was pretty open with my flirtations but…I really like you too.”

And that’s all that matters to Stella as she’s pulling your face right back to hers.

Strawberries require well drained soil, they must be placed on a gradual slope, and receive full sunlight in order to experience successful growth.

᠃ 𖡼᠂ 𖥧⚘ 𓅪 ⚘𖥧᠂ 𖡼᠃ ˖𓍢ִ໋ ᠃ 𖡼᠂ 𖥧⚘ 𓅪 ⚘𖥧᠂ 𖡼᠃ ˖𓍢ִ໋ ᠃ 𖡼᠂ 𖥧⚘

Continue with my spring anthology prompts here.

[allamericanb-tch]

philippines recap !!

@vbbaby-girl still no pics yet. also hoping and praying no one from my trip sees this because multiple people told me i seemed like i was like batman (in the sense that i am leading a secret double life) and i don’t need them finding this blog

stuff we did:

13 hour flight, then a 3 hour flight (they took our phones before we left but the plane had little tv’s so it was okay) (watched la la land, played plants vs zombies, journaled, read the secret history, talked to the guy (also on the trip) who sat next to me, slept a bit, and didn’t get up once.)

we skipped wednesday basically

met my twin (sat by him on both plane rides actually) (literally he looked exactly like me. it was so strange.)

went to the beach (SO FUN. except, there were sea urchins. i only saw one and it was already dead.) (we also played ultimate football. it was fun but also scary because i was worried about sea urchins.)

swam with whale sharks (not in captivity guys i’m not a monster) (it was scary but also cool. i am actually terrified of fish. but it was cool.) (the boat we took was like the ones in moana)

went zip lining (SO FUN so beautiful)

saw tarsiers (so creepy. so off putting. yet so cute? their hands were so.. human. but mini. it was so creepy. but cool.)

saw the chocolate hills (they looked like regular hills. i thought we were getting chocolate there and we did not. disappointing but  also it was cool.)

went snorkeling (took another moana boat and the shorts i was wearing got SOAKED) (me and my cousin and one other girl on the trip were together and taken away really far from the rest of the group so we lowkey thought we were getting kidnapped) (part of our group came by us a little bit later and we were in fact not kidnapped and actually had the coolest guide ever. most of the guides wouldn’t let you take pictures of the fish and turtles and stuff but our guide took my cousin’s gopro and got AMAZING pictures.) (i had a wee panic attack bc fish are literally my biggest fear and there were SO MANY FISH. it was okay though.)

had the weirdest dream. (the words directly from my journal: “i was at a gas station and this lady got in my car and threatened me with a knife and i drove us to this warehouse where this massive guy and his kid were. then i woke up.” it was so weird and lowkey scary.)

worksite! moved a bunch of chairs and desk and stuff to the basement. so many spiders. so many cockroaches. also moved a lot of trash. so many spiders. we also bended rebarb, mixed cement, chiseled, and painted a mural. lowkey we did nothing except like odd jobs on the site. fun but like. meh. (most of the time we spent was at the worksite. 9 am to 4 pm monday-friday.)

had another crazy dream. “i was with [cousin] and [1] (the same 1 in the later story) and i left and went to this rinky dink circus. it was a big concrete pit with painted horses. then one of the horses got out and started running at us. i was freaking out and i was getting out of the way and pushed 1 off the circus pit thing and she fell down the stairs and her face got all busted up.” so basically i almost killed her in my dream.

canyoneering!!! so cool. so fun. lowkey scary, but i did all the cliff jumps and the rope swing.

mall! so fun.

free time!!!! it was so needed. a chill day that was not planned but the best day ever.

had another CRAZY dream. i was basically reading a fan fiction about me and my friend who i used to have a crush on.

saw an overview of the city. so beautiful.

had one last fun night with the locals. so sad but did lots of fun things. 

had a meeting with my trip leaders. they got me ice cream.

fun goodbye ceremony at the school (the worksite) 

food:

- we ate two meals on the plane. what meals those were? i have no idea. it was lowkey nasty and i did not eat it. also, im only writing down the meals i wrote down. i also mixed up the order so much in my journaling so it doesn’t really match up with the days.

dinner: pizza with mango and parmesan cheese. it was weird but good. mostly good.

breakfast: toast (untoasted bread), egg-beans (gross. i don’t know why i ate it. i hate eggs and beans.), mango (AMAZING. the mangoes in the philippines were the best ever.), and sausage (yummy)

lunch: floating restaurant (a boat) buffet. i do not remember what it was and i did not write it down :( OH WAIT this was the peppers!! we had these super tiny peppers and they were SO SPICY and we took a couple back with us and snuck them into each others pockets.)

breakfast: (we had a snack instead of breakfast because we ate breakfast at the snorkeling place) mango juice, this cake thing, and fake oreos

brunch: fried eggs (i gave mine away since i don’t like eggs), rice, chicken adobo, watermelon, and cucumbers

lunch: family style. lowkey i forgot what we had. we also got ice cream! but my stummy was hurting so i didn’t have any.

breakfast: pancakes (i put nutella on mine) with fruit cocktail

lunch: rice and this tomato chicken with pineapple

dinner: the most DELICIOUS potatoes i’ve ever eaten and chicken and rice 

lunch: chicken adobo and rice

dinner: spaghetti

second dinner: we were at a members house and had dinner there too. we had pasta with a creamy sauce, pizza, and this filipino drink thing. it was cream with mangoes and green jello. it lowkey made my stummy hurt but it was SO GOOD

breakfast: waffles (with nutella)

breakfast: eggs (did not eat), hash browns, and grapes

lunch: rice, orange chicken, and pineapple. (SO GOOD. top 3 meals.)

breakfast/lunch/dinner: i only ate crackers because i was sick oops

breakfast: nutella sandwich. so yummy. mango juice, but it was lowkey bad. 

snack: granola bar thing. so yummy. also this fried banana thing. so yummy. 

lunch: vegetable rice and grilled chicken. i only ate the rice.

dinner: mall stromboli. so good. 

breakfast: hash browns, eggs (did not eat) bacon, grapes.

lunch: chicken, rice, and the delicious potatoes.

breakfast: chicken nuggets (did not eat), pancakes, and mangoes. i put nutella on my pancakes of course.

lunch: rice, rice noodles, orange chicken, and oranges

ice cream! so yummy. i got strawberry.

dinner: spaghetti with chicken parm

had the most delicious chocolate cookies. 

breakfast: hot ham and cheese with oranges

lunch: rice and beef stroganoff 

dinner: tacos (i slept through this and lowkey i was so sad about it)

breakfast: waffles (with nutella) and mangoes and one pop tart

lunch: sweet n sour pork, rice, rice noodles, and cinnamon rolls. SO GOOD

dinner: chicken, rice, and rice noodles 

breakfast: french toast and mangoes

lunch: this one i wrote so much about. “holy moly i just had the most scrumptious meal i have ever eaten. we had rice, potatoes, pasta salad, this fried meat thing, and red velvet cake.” and then i wrote about how delicious it was.

dinner: pizza and fries. then we got ice cream and cake for a birthday.

bonus things

so many bug bites.

was so sick for 5 ish days

got my ears pierced at the mall for 250 pesos with all but two of the girls in my group (the company office called all of our parents because it is “against the rules” even though there was no official rule (we checked) and the trip leaders both knew and were okay with it)

cried on my cousins shoulder and she thought i was drooling on her (i was sick, literally so nauseous, but i still was at the evening activity (going to a basilica and then going to get halohalo (which i did not eat because i was so nauseous. this was the day i only ate crackers.) because i didn’t want to be left out again because we were pushing day 4 of me being sick at home.) and i felt SO sick and i felt like no one really wanted to be around me and everyone was getting close without me and like i was just on the outside of everything. we were on the bus and i was laying on her shoulder and then i was crying and my tears were rolling down my face onto her shoulder and she thought i was asleep and drooling on her.

learned 2 card tricks

filled up 44 pages in my journal (so far.. i haven’t done today yet.)

did karaoke (love story) (with 4 other people)

played a filipino game (we passed a spoon and a fork around and said “this is a spoon/fork” and “ah spoon/fork” and if you messed up or had both at the same time you had to do a talent)

played john the baptist (the person in the middle had a cup of water and a spoon and was thinking of something in a category. everyone in the circle had to say a thing from the category and if they said what the middle person was thinking of or repeated something that was already said they got water poured on them and became the new middle person) 

made a list of all the foods i won’t eat (will share later upon request)

“[name] is a quiet girl with strong opinions. such as her love for taylor swift and dislike of many foods.” (we did a spotlight every day and at the end of the day we went around in a circle and said what we like about them. one guy wrote a little paragraph for each person and that was the first thing he said about me. i did in fact cry, but it was when i was saying what i like about the other spotlights.)

we couldn’t flush the toilet paper. i am not used to flushing it now.

we also couldn’t use the tap water to rinse our toothbrush. it feels weird to do it now.

left someone at home (the drive was an hour because of traffic and then we realized we forgot him. the drive back was only 15 minutes.) (we are always supposed to be in a group of three and we left him by himself at home. it was so silly because the guy we left behind was high key everyone’s favorite person in the group.)

tried balut! it wasn’t bad. i was lowkey terrified to eat it but i ate the whole thing. the soup just tasted like chicken broth and the duck tasted like a bite of chicken and the egg tasted like a hard boiled egg. all of it with no flavor except salt really. not bad but mostly likely would not eat again. 

strap in for this story guys. so this girl (1) shared a room with this other girl (2). 1 had seen this towel in the bathroom and had been wiping her butt on it after showering or using the bidet (they ran out of toilet paper a lot) or whatever. so basically 1 had been wiping her but with this towel for three days. THEN 1 sees 2 wiping her face with the towel. as it turns out, the towel is 2’s face towel. 1 steals the towel and hides it in another group of girl’s room. 2 has no idea where the face towel went and has no idea that it was being used to wipe 1’s butt for three days. 1 tells everyone in the group (including the trip leaders and trip parents) so we ALL know except 2. then a few days later, the girls are all together in one room and the boys are all together in another. the adults are all having a meeting. the boys pass the girls a note under the door saying “pooker is coming” and the girls respond “do you want the towel” and the boys respond “yes”. so, they take the towel and throw it in the boys room. the towel lands on the pillow of the trip dad. he finds out and is PISSED. he strips all the sheets with everything on them off of the bed and leaves them in the living room. the sheets and towel end up in my closet and were still there when we left at the end of the trip. 

i haven’t pooped in like 5 days

passed around my copy of the outsiders between 4 people (they each finished it completely on the trip)

had the most delicious strawberry oreos. i have thought about them every day. 

pillows!!! my favorite filipino snack. my love. my everything.

so many mango flavored things.

everyone was so friendly. they always waved at us and smiled at us. one time i was on the bus and we were stopped for a bit because of traffic and i played rock paper scissors through the window with a filipino kid on a different bus.

used a bidet for the first time. lowkey scary and did not feel like i was clean. but there was no toilet paper. 

went to church for 5 hours 

counted how many times my trip leader said “like” during one sitting (84)

did the cube ladder field test. i think i messed it up lowkey. 

took so many naps. (i am not a napper ever)

played 4 kings. so fun. so basically each king is a dare. you decide the dares before the game starts. each card is spread out on the table and everyone takes turns picking the cards. the other cards decide who picks and there’s like mini games and stuff. so fun. 

was deemed the third flattest person in the group (i mean. it was true.)

had a super in depth conversation about harry potter lore with my trip leader

for some reason i could not wash my hair. the back was greasy every day. 

all the girls did nightly debriefs.

lived the same day twice. my flight landed two hours before it left because of the time difference, so we time traveled basically.

SO MUCH MORE STUFF HAPPENED but i can’t write it all out

[boyfhee]

10 QUESTIONS FOR U - enhablrinas edition get it bc tumblrina + enhablr

favorite color of themes?

moot with best theme?

you can send a love letter to anyone. fictional/idols/celebs. who?

which moot is most active? which moot do you barely ever run into but LOVE?

most rizzful mutual? do you flirt with ur moots?

favorite petnames/nicknames? giving or recieving?

have you ever had an online crush? (or on a moot GASP)

ever been involved in drama?

do u keep up with tumblr drama?

be honest. how many times have u swapped biases? no judgement here :D

were u here for the insaneness that was lockdown enhablr?

MIA moot u want to comeback?

ur fave fic or smau that gagged u when u read it? seungstarss BET was the end of the fucking world for me I WAS DISTRAUGHT oddeonu too grrrr the ptsd fuckkkk too there was someone m1ngh8o or smtg idk w this jungwon smau and it KILLLED MEEE he was yns roommate and always so fucking rude and his gf was legit cheating on him but he didn't leave her. gf made moves on his bff jake too who liked reader. slowburns where the main lead is an ass rlly annoy me but i also will them the shit up bc i luv angst and toxicity :DDD

are you close w ur moots? do u have any on socials?

what is ur biggest ick to see on tumblr?

words u find urself repeating too much? words u love using?

any enhablr inside jokes ur part of?

ever been featured in a moots fic?

have u ever dreamt of enhypen?

ur favorite enha pc u want rlly badly?

DRINK WATER + YOU ARE LOVED <3 loveeeeeee ur rich boyhoon

tumblrina + enhablr so real that's so cute >< also i love these games, tysm for sending me one yayaya :D hope u have a good day, stay hydrated ^^ and ty for reading my works ><

𝟎𝟏. i love my recent theme colour a lot ! pink and green never goes wrong, but also blue, white— or any pastel shade, actually, works. i've been liking yellow too after my rina theme :O

𝟎𝟐. @okwonyo, @okwons, @tyunni, @atrirose, @isoobie, @yenqa @fleurre— they have the best themes on this app. some new additions would be @dioll and @hoonored since i love their current themes.

𝟎𝟑. JAY !!!!! it doesn't even have to be a love letter bruh i just want to tell him that his smile is the prettiest thing in the entire world ◞⌓◟ and karina from aespa i'm in love with her actually

𝟎𝟒. most active . . . i see @junislqve and @okwonyo a lot on my dash, especially jiah ! i've been seeing @weoris a lot too recently but we never talk TT on the other hand, it's a historical event to catch @isoobie, @okwons and @fleurre on the dash, but we talk a lot ! and i love them, of course ><

𝟎𝟓. freak club rizz ( me, ri, vi, and ji ) is so powerful that whenever someone says i love you, moonstruck plays ( happened three times yesterday ) and yes i flirt a lot with my moots :D

𝟎𝟔. mangocat by jiah stays on top ! bc i love mangoes and i love cats too :3 vi and ri once called me 'meri jaan' so that's a close second, and ri usually calls me 'mi amor' >< i love her sm

𝟎𝟕. i have had an online crush but it was so silly >< i don't even like talking about it, it wasn't even that serious either

𝟎𝟖. i was on animeblr before so i've been involved in a drama once there ! on enhablr, i wouldn't i was involved directly but i did have some part, although not publicly. it's safe to say i've learnt from it and am on good terms with my friends

𝟎𝟗. i do keep up with drama i'm nosey :/ most of the time, i ignore if it doesn't involved a person i / my moots know. although, keeping up is not the most appropriate term because sometimes i'd be going thru a blog and come across a controversial or expose post TT

𝟏𝟎. twice ! i got into enha because of sunghoon so he was my bias for a few weeks, since he was the only member i knew and he's mad fine. but then i became heeseung biased when i got to know the group more. now, i'm a jay girlie through and through :D

𝟏𝟏. oh lord YES enhablr during lockdown was something. . .it was so fun, apart from a discourses that happened every single day TT i made a lot of friends during that time, really close ones. we were all just going crazy together TT

𝟏𝟐. @maiverie & @seungstarss my wives mai and sei please come back i miss u :( we were really close but i lost contact with both of them. i have their socials but they're in active, it makes me super had :< they made locklown bearable i love them sm

𝟏𝟑. BRO anything by @hoonvrs gags me because i love saint's smaus ( i'm planning to read cigarettes trust ) like it's literally just pure comedy and crack but i love it and i love having a good laugh ^_^ another would be @jaeminvore's smaus ESPECIALLY demon roomie .. still not over it. nics has crazy smaus like i've read all her enha smaus and all of them belong to the hall of fame. ALSO, we can't forget @jayflrt >< her smaus give me life idk i've read sugar daddy like ten times alr and reread stoner hee one a few days ago. and yfi786 is definitely the gag of the year i feel it. what r u even doing on enhablr if u haven't read alice's smaus :/

AND i agree, sei's smaus were so so good ! i've read her jungwon one and it left me shook it was so good. i started bet but halfway through and the characters were pissing me off so i gave up TT definitely lives up to the type i can assure !!!! oddeonu uhh i'm sure i've read a few but unforch, i don't remember the names

𝟏𝟒. i'm close to lot of my moots ^_^ i have them on insta, disc and twitter. i have rose's number even though i don't text her there ... i need to and i WILL. @atrirose watch out

𝟏𝟓. i don't have anything specific but not using the read more option is one of them. another would be people who are constantly involved in dramas ... ? like it has nothing to do with them but they involve themselves :/ although, these are not very serious and i've just learnt to ignore. ignorance is bliss godbless 🙏

𝟏𝟔. i repeat a lot of words, especially as / while TT i love using 'intoxicating' and 'vinous,' a lot but those are also my most repeated words, especially the former .. i need to work on this

𝟏𝟕. no, i don't think so TT and if i am then i don't remember lol

𝟏𝟖. OH YES many many times. especially in @ctrlemis and @svnclaired smaus when kira was in his jungwonize era. was a member of a gg twice 😼

𝟏𝟗. oh brother i've had so many enhypen dreams .. none good. jay pushed me off the couch in one, heeseung sacrificing me to demons, aenha supernova concert dream, sunghoon leaving me in a dark alley, enha exorcist version, jay dupe cousin dream ... the freakiest yet

𝟐𝟎. PCS FROM R:U PLEASEEEE I need wonki ones especially ... riki glasses pleaseee idk how i will get my hands on that one but i Will. sunjay pcs from darkblood .. i think the jay one will cure whatever's wrong with me.

[thekrows-nest]

But basically it's just that his caregivers never bothered to get him lessons. They COULD have afforded it, just... didn't want to. Not for Krow. They didn't want to do a number of things for Krow if they could help it. Hardly did even the bare minimum for him.

Ahhh... I'm guessing he was not the favourite. Far from it. It makes me wonder if another sibling was the golden child. ...Krack theory solidifying.

I wonder if the golden child has golden hair

And because Krow never learned, he's never been comfortable with the water. He'd probably do fine with swimming once he actually learns properly but he needs to get over that mental hurdle first.

Dove knows exactly how to do that. Not Siren!Dove, they're a bit much for a fluffy Beach Episode.

Just a more usual Dove who likes to paddle and cares about Krow having a nice time. I'm not sure how tall this Dove is or if they're strong enough to lift Krow but they both probably end up just wading a bit while chatting and flirting.

And nobody even realises that Krow can't swim. They think he's just chilling out, cooling off pleasantly in the heat and getting in some quality time with his crush. And he is. He doesn't even think of embarrassment. Well, maybe he is blushing... but for other reasons. It gets passed off as the strong bright rays of the sun.

Maybe on another trip they might step in a little deeper, slightly taller Dove planting their feet and cupping his elbow while Krow experiences a slight float for the first time. Perhaps they hold him close to take that step, the water supporting his weight. But that's long in the future and completely by choice.

Krow has the option to just enjoy the water. Either as a shallow dabble to cool his feet or as a beautiful view with sea birds while he eats his mango ice. Yes, that is all that he's looking at from behind his sunglasses. The bae. Yeah, the bay.

Come to think of it, Krow has just finished reapplying sun lotion to protect his tattoo. Dove could probably use some help with theirs.

Ahahahahahahahahahahaha

What makes you say that? (:

*slams fists( This is so cute oh my gaaaaaaawwwd. I love all this. He would enjoy it so greatly, and feel so much love in Dove being patient with him about the water eeee. 🥺

Of course he'll help with lotion! Not just for their tattoo!

After their fun in the sun and playing around in the water, he would beam to them.

"T-thank you Dove! I... Had a really g-great day. I-I didn't know being at t-the beach and swimming could be s-so fun!"

[ilikereadingactually]

Time's Agent

Time's Agent by Brenda Peynado

HOLY SHIT. i'm wrung out after reading this, what an absolute stunner! Peynado has offered both hopeful and devastating possible futures, wrapped up in one tight package of grief. it's wild how much happens in this novella, and how much of it had me by the throat.

the premise is fascinating: the discovery of pocket worlds, different sizes and biomes and time dilations, accessed by doorways that humans have stumbled on accidentally for the entirety of our history on Earth. but these worlds, like any other discovery, are eventually at the mercy of human greed. it's a book about the violence of colonialism and capitalism, and the longing to undo those harms or find a way out from under them.

but these huge-scale themes are distilled through Raquel, an archaeologist in the Dominican Republic, part of an institution that studies pocket worlds, alongside her botanist wife Marlena. the action of this book—and there's a lot of it—is full of dazzling technology and hops in and out of pristine or utterly ecologically ruined dimensions, but the heart of it is with Raquel and the grief of her mistakes and the desperate hopes she tries to make real.

i barely even know what to say about this, even though i've now rambled for three paragraphs. it's breathtaking. it knocked my socks off. i have a sudden craving for mango.

the deets

how i read it: an e-galley from NetGalley. i think this one was actually marketed to me by email, for which i'm insanely grateful, as i might have missed it otherwise!

try this if you: are into weird time and space physics, dig LatAm and Caribbean stories, love to cry while reading, want more archaeology and botany in your sff, or have a hate on for exploitative fruit corporations.

some lines i really liked: a collection of large and small griefs

I am ready to wish. I take a breath. The raging air in my lungs screaming to be let out, I chant, I will not think about before, I will not think about before. But time never lets it be that easy, does it? Grief can make a single breath feel like a thousand years, but when you want to stay in the moment forever, time is a hound that hunts you down. Time, my enemy. Time, the thief.

___

The buzz of insects worshiping flowers. The floral exhalation of the rustling wild. A small, burbling stream that cut through the meadow like a smile. The magnified curvature of the sky like we were walking through the meadow and the sky at once. We felt brilliant, new, released from the crush of Earth Standard.

___

She told me that centuries ago, imported bananas tasted different, but that cultivated species had been decimated by a fungus. The echoes of that flavor could still be found in the formulated candies that pretended to be essence of banana. Essence of all that we'd lost.

___

But aren't all anniversaries relative? We can celebrate and mourn every day if we want.

pub date: August 13, 2024! go get this book immediately

[wilsons-striped-ties]

october tc challenge (days 1-31 one shot)

original post here!

this has been rotting in my drafts for months but since I no longer like mango, these are all about passion fruit!

Day 1: How long have you known your TC for?

two years and eight months

Day 2: What sets your TC apart from everyone else?

his class is really interesting and the way he teaches is very hands on and it's just so easy to remember stuff, and he's one of the only two teachers I had that wrote us personalized notes for our graduation

Day 3: If you were able to sing a song to your TC, what would it be and why?

favourite by isabel larosa cause I wanna be his favourite student and he seems like he'd like the vibe of the song but if i were to be very honest, secret love song by little mix ft jason derulo because it reminds me of him just so much

Day 4: What fictional character does your TC resemble?

I'm not sure to be very honest

Day 5: If your TC called you beautiful, how would you react or respond?

okay I will die because he gives compliments in a really nonchalant way like pretending that it doesnt bother him and will carry on pretending he didn't say anything but he will mean it, especially if he says it in a small voice and I will just die

Day 6: What landmark in the world best describes your TC?

Louvre Museum, everyone knows the exterior of the museum and the surroundings and everyone's always like oh yeah the Louvre etc etc but not everyone has the chance to go in and marvel at all the artworks and the interior of the museum as compared to its exterior and in the same way, everyone looks at passion fruit with his scary looks and unpredictable reputation, but I think I'm one of the only lucky few to actually know his personality and see a hidden, surprisingly thoughtful side to him

Day 7: Do you think you’ll stay in contact with your TC after you leave? If you’ve already left, have you?

I have left but I frequently come back to school so I do stay in contact with him, maybe once a month or so?

Day 8: Can you think of any advice for somebody currently crushing on their teacher?

use it as motivation for studies!! use it to your advantage!! become a teachers pet it's super fun and you'll have more advantages in the class!! on a serious note, having a crush on a teacher is great and all but you've got to be careful not to be groomed by them okay, it may seem like a wonderful thing if you're noticed by them in a more romantic way or something but reality is that you've got to be careful, you can't know a person well enough even if you've known them for a very long time. take care and stay safe yeah? you're important. don't base your whole life on someone else, even if it's easier/more tempting to. been there, done that, got hurt a lot. protect yourselves and you're worth more than you realise <3

Day 9: Have you ever gone somewhere with your TC non-school related?

no but I wishhhhhh

Day 10: Has your TC ever complimented you? Either appearance or personality?

he always says I'm very self driven and humble and an awesome and obedient student (i melted when i saw him write that in his card to me for graduation)

Day 11: Do you have a favourite outfit for your TC?

it would either be his black dress shirt or his dark blue dress shirt, he usually wears the same things over and over HAHA but he looks really good in jeans, surpringly

Day 12: Have you ever cried in front of your TC? How did they react?

nope

Day 13: If your TC named their child after you, how would you feel?

oh goodness hmm I would feel honored because that would be the highest praise from him I feel, but still, nah

Day 14: What has been your best moment with your TC?

i think when i gave him cupcakes for his birthday, he instantly melted and it was so special to me and i really hope it was special for him too

Day 15: Has your TC ever flirted with you, be it playfully or seriously?

not really, but he's teased me once or twice I thinkk

Day 16: Have you ever stalked them on social networking sites? If so, how often?

oh yes for sure, but he's not active anywhere, but he flipped the tables and told me he looks at my instagram quite frequently, so i post more for him HAHAH

Day 17: Describe your TC in three words

thoughtful, passionate, proactive

Day 18: Do you have any nicknames for each other?

unfortunately nope but he's called me his star history student once

Day 19: Have either of your parents met your TC? If so what did they think of him/her?

yup, both, and he recognized them so fast it's scary, they know a bit of my delusions HAHA and they don't comment anything much

Day 20: Are you or have you crushed on another teacher before? What happened?

mango, before passion fruit came but ultimately after graduating, I made the decision that passion fruit is better and more worth my time :'

Day 21: Have you ever met your TC’s partner/wife/husband? What was it like?

nope, but I've saw his youngest kid a couple times before, very cute HAHA

Day 22: Imagine your school is asking students to write an article on student teacher relationships and you’ve been asked to help. What sort of thing would you want to put in the article?

oh woah um maybe the advantages and disadvantages of it???? i don't know

Day 23: How do you imagine your TC’s body to be like?

HAHA next question

Day 24: What would you do if you found your TC blog which was devoted to you?

if i was a teacher and found a tc blog devoted to me? scared cause i know the extent of this community HAHA but secretly honored at the same time

Day 25: Has anybody in your school (students or teachers) noticed any inappropriate or unusual behavior between the two of you?

we don't have any inappropriate behaviour between us but two of my closest juniors know that I always hang around him, take pictures with him and like him quite a lot, and his best friend (a math teacher who always hangs around him) knows a little bit about how close we are cause he was there when me and passion fruit were talking in the canteen a couple hours after I gave him his cupcakes

Day 26: Has your TC ever said something to you to make you think they may like you?

probably not? he does like me as a student but not romantically i feel, but i know i'm one of his more memorable students probably

Day 27: If teacher-student relationships were legalized, would you tell them how you felt?

maybe...? i wouldn't want to wreck his family nor our relationship together though

Day 28: What do you imagine your TC doing right now?

it's a sunday so he's probably marking worksheets and spending time with his family

Day 29: Do you ever see yourself dating somebody your own age? Why or why not?

possibly, but i don't really like the guys my age, i prefer someone a couple years older than me

Day 30: If your TC told you they were leaving, what would you do?

i would be so distraught cause he's one of the main reasons why i still go back to my high school and the school would just be so different without him, he's been in the school for ten years man, and if he was leaving then it would probably be the last time i ever see him, i don't see him out of school... now im emo :'

Day 31: Describe your perfect date with your TC?

museum dates, or just anything where we can hold hands and walk comfortably, and talk and get to know each other more in a quiet space, maybe a dinner date too

[mango-bango-bby]

Congratulations on 7k!! I've been a fan of your works for a while and you inspired me to write and make a blog of my own. Thank you so much for all the hard work mango!

May I request 💐 for Oikawa?? I don't mind if you make it SFW or NSFW, preferably NSFW- (again! Don't mind either way! ^^;)

Nothing could go between childhood friends! Especially, if one truly do loves the other. No one could never suspect the Prince sneaking his personal maid into his bedroom during late hours, No one questions where the prince has disappeared to with his maid. Because they've been doing this disappearing act since they were kids, even if his maid was helping him practice for his upcoming arrange marriage with another kingdom, he's getting more handsy. Even as king or betrothed to someone, he's still sneaking off to do much more with his maid because they're the only person he'll ever love.

I hope this request explains much, please don't overwork yourself mango! And once again, congrats!! 💕💕💕

♡ The Princes Personal Maid ♡

(A/N: Wahhhhhh I went a little overboard with this and ended up writing 1000+ words lol!! I love this idea but I also just love fantasy au, I’m so excited for this fantasy au event, I’m loving it so far. And thank you so much, I’m so glad I can inspire you, you’re just way to kind 🥺🥺)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, fantasy au, prince!Oikawa, maid!reader, insecurities, NSFW, possibly DUB-CON, oral (fem receiving), female orgasm

Summary: Prince Tooru finally confesses his feelings for you, his maid (Yan!Oikawa x Fem!reader)

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You love Tooru, you had a crush on him ever since you were a child but now you knew that you loved him. You met him when you were both young, you were told not to talk to him because you were just a maid. You were the only person around Tooru’s age, so he immediately tried to become friends with you. You were reluctant at first, but you two quickly became friends. Secret friends but friends nonetheless.

But as much as you loved Tooru, you knew it would never work. He eventually become king, eventually marry a princess or royalty from another kingdom and you would forever remain the maid who would only ever be his friend. Or at least that’s what you thought.

The truth was Tooru had been in love with you as well. Except he had been obsessively in love with you for years. He’s just surprised you haven’t noticed yet. He’s been taking you to the secret garden outside the castle for years, just to be alone with you and talk to you. You have your own room, instead of sleeping in the maid’s quarters. Hell, you were barely a maid because Tooru insisted that you were supposed to do as little work as possible.

“Psst~ Y/n~” Tooru calls out to you as you walk down the hallway. You turn immediately, a concerned look on your face. “Your majesty, I thought you were supposed to be over at the neighboring kingdom courting the princess” you whisper, as if worried you were going to be caught by someone. He was soon going to be crowned king, in fact already ruling the kingdom.

You squeal a bit, Tooru grabbing your arm to pull you into the bedroom, closing the door after getting you in the room. “Ehh, I didn’t want to go” Tooru says calmly. “I’m not going to marry her” He says, cheerful attitude as he admits he’s not going to marry that princess. “W-Why not!?” You ask, completely confused. The whole kingdom was convinced that he was going to marry the neighboring princess, all the maids as well. You included.

“Hmm, I’ve just had my eye on someone else” Tooru says, trying to allude to you however it seems as if you still don’t get it. He waits for you to respond but it seems as if you’re thinking. “Who is it?” You ask softly, still not getting it. Tooru sighs dramatically, laying his head against the wall. You were just so clueless.

“It’s you” he says simply watching your facial expression change as if you’re dealing with the new information. “Even if that’s true, I- well your a prince and I am a- a maid, it couldn’t work” You mumble sad you have to reject him despite the fact you would love to be with him.

Tooru pauses for a moment before a smile creeps onto his face. It’s not exactly as if you have a choice if the prince, soon to be king, wanted you to be with him. If he wanted you to be his, you would be his. You didn’t exactly have a choice. “Y/n~ Do you not like me?” Tooru whines, subtly moving closer to you so he can corner you into the wall. “Well n-no, your majesty, that’s not it-” You start only to be cut off again.

“Then what is it? Are you nervous because you’re not royalty?” He asks, noticing the way you pause. He knows you better than anyone else, he can see the look in you’d eyes. Tooru can only chuckle at but at the way you pause after his words, speechless. “So that’s it, hm?” He asks, a smile on his face. You open your mouth to speak, Tooru quickly taking advantage of that to pull you into a passionate kiss.

You bring your hands up to his chest, you want to push him off but you can’t bring yourself to do so. Perhaps it’s your feelings for him that keep you from doing so. It’s a feeling both of you dreamed of. Tooru dreaming of the day this would eventually happen, and you dreaming of it as you thought it would never happen.

Tooru runs his hands on your waist, this being the first time he was touching you that wasn’t your arm or hand. He pulls away, going back in for more kisses but rather on your neck this time. “Your maje-” you start, Tooru immediately putting his finger to your lips, shushing you softly. “It’s Tooru to you, darling” He shushes, backing you up against the wall even more despite you small protests.

“Tooru- what’re you doing?” You ask as Tooru smiles up at you, slowly dropping to his knees. “You’re nervous about because you’re not royalty, I’m showing you how much this prince wants you” he’s says, although it’s a thinly veiled excuse to touch you after having waited so long.

He waited forever for the perfect moment to confess to you, the perfect moment to show you how much he loves you. Tooru kept other male guards and maids away from you because he loves you so much. He kept you out of the maid’s quarters because he loved you so much. He needs to show you all that love.

“T-Tooru, wait-” you call out nervously, Tooru giving you a playful smile before he ducks his head underneath your maids skirt. You can’t see him so the sudden kisses and bites on your thighs send shock waves through your body. You squeal a bit, Tooru ripping down your panties. “Hmm, you’re wet already” Tooru mumbles, his breath hitting your cunt before he gently licks just to hear your small moan in reaction.

You don’t have any time to react before it’s not just small licks, you try to grip on the wall just end up failing and instead placing them on Tooru’s head which is still underneath your dress. You almost topple over at the feeling on him humming, the vibrations sending your vision fuzzy and your brain hazy.

Your stomach tightens as Tooru grips your thighs to keep you stable as he roughly tongue fucks you. You can feel his playful smirk against your skin, he loves feeling you trembling like this. He thinks for a moment, his movements purposeful as he gets even deeper, his nose purposefully rubbing harshly against your clit.

That’s the final straw, you try to grip onto his head, trying to moan his name only for a small whisper to come out. Tooru gladly licks up your orgasm, he’s only waited so long for this.

He would never love anyone else other than you, no matter the things that would be said, he was going to marry you. He was going to make you queen.

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[miumura]

GET TO KNOW ME — 🤍

— tysm for the tag bff @hannikz <3

tagging . . (no pressure; sorry for the tag/if you were tagged already!) : @wonieleles @urszn @son4taa @wonillaa @wonyoungsvirus @ox1-lovesick @yenqa

BIRTHDAY? — october 27 🫶

FAV COLOR? — green!! i love those lighter greens,, they are so pleasing to look at

ANY PETS? — no </3 had a fish but it eventually got flushed down the toilet 😞💔

HEIGHT? — 160 cm 😵 or like 5’3… the short person agenda lives on 🙏

HOW MANY PAIRS OF SHOES DO YOU OWN? — oddly specific question but okay 😇 i say about 5-8 pairs?? idk i get new ones yearly but i always wear these two certain pairs LMFAO

FAV SONG? — sweet by tbz. its too good. (and yk its good when someone me has over 3k plays on it). tbz always puts out bops—just saying .

FAV MOVIE? — over the moon! i find the movie pretty cute ngl,, comfort movie frfr

IDEAL PARTNER? — jay. park jongseong.

DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? — bff how can i have children when i can’t even take care of myself.. plus younger kids kind of #scare me !

HAVE YOU GOTTEN TROUBLE WITH THE LAW? — im a minor who stays in their room like always. i have not 🙏 and whoever says yes to this part,, im concerned bff

WHAT COLOR SOCKS ARE YOU WEARING? — bold to assume im wearing socks. (JP JP) im wearing black socks rn cause im out 😵 rarely wear them indoors unless im at someone else’s house

FAV MUSIC GENRE? — r&b??? idk i rly like anything… anything catchy or sounds good, im adding it to my playlist ..

HOW MANY PILLOWS DO YOU SLEEP WITH? — one pillow for my head 🙏 i js have a plush next to me too 🫶

WHAT POSITION DO YOU SLEEP IN? — on my sides ALWAYS!! sometimes on my stomach tho cause it’s comfortable!!

SMTH U HATE WHEN SLEEPING? — when it’s too cold 😞 i like being warm but not THAT warm if ykyk.

BREAKFAST? — not a breakfast person.. i always feel not hungry/feel like im abt to 😵 if i eat smth.. i should change that tho </3 but whenever i do eat,, i eat like cereal, bread, or anything my mom cooks for me <3

HAVE U TRIED ARCHERY? — do those cheap plastic ones count 😓 (i suck btw)

FAV FRUIT? — cantaloupe HANDS DOWN. like esp those rly rly sweet ones, those r literally the best. runner ups would be strawberries n mangoes <3

ARE U A GOOD LIAR? — i mean…idk?

CURIOUS ABT MBTI? — tried a test multiple times, always got infp 🙏 i say its true too, all the stuff fits me LMFAO

INNIE OR OUTIE? — def prefer to stay indoors, but it doesn’t hurt to go outside once in a while

LEFTY OR RIGHTY? — righty ‼️

FAV FOOD? — sushi 🙏 it’s too good

FAV FOREIGN FOOD? — tteokbokki (is that how u spell it?)

CLEAN OR MESSY? — i prefer being a clean person; i hate being unorganized and messy… but really, it depends on my mood. 

MOST USED PHRASE? — um what?

HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE FOR U TO GET READY? — i don’t think it takes me too long? like give me 10-15 mins and im already out the door ..

DO U TALK TO URSELF? — who doesn’t?

DO U SING TO URSELF? — the effects of music

ARE U A GOOD SINGER? — im the ace of saf ofc !!! 😝 (JP. JP.)

BIGGEST FEAR? — what happens after death ..

ARE U A GOSSIP? — whenever there’s smth new,, the first thing im telling the info to is my friends 🙏 who doesn’t love doing that??

DO U LIKE SHORT OR LONG HAIR? — i have beef with short hair now.. like my haircuts in the past screwed me up fr. THEY DID ME DIRTY. so long hair (but not too long).

FAV SCHOOL SUBJECT? — science 🤞

EXTROVERT OR INTROVERT? — definitely an introvert..

WHAT MAKES U NERVOUS? — fear of ppl constantly looking down/making fun of me 😞

WHO WAS UR FIRST REAL CRUSH? — dude some kid from 1st to like 5th grade… like i think i started “liking” him in 2nd but feelings started fading away once we kept moving onto grades ! this other dude would be like “bro ure blushing” and the guy i liked would go “whats blushing?” BRO WAS STUPID,, but my stupid guy back then ig 😓😓😓 younger me was wild

HOW MANY PIERCINGS? — two (one on both ears)

HOW MANY TATTOOS? — none !

HOW FAST CAN U RUN? — i say im pretty decent with my speed 🙏 watch me cough out a lung if i try too hard tho.

WHAT COLOR IS UR HAIR? — dark brown 🙏 natural hair 😇

WHAT COLOR ARE UR EYES? — brown!

WHAT MAKES U ANGRY? — hate it when people refuse to cooperate… like im being nice here and you’re being a straight up asshole. i hate it when i try to make up for smth ppl are like “hm” “yea” and don’t respond .. like js bc i said no the first time doesn’t mean u can be like that .. in conclusion : i get irritated at everything.. sometimes?

DO U LIKE UR NAME? — my name is cool 👍 don’t have issues with it at all

WOULD U WANT A GIRL OR A BOY IF U HAD A CHILD? — probably a girl, i feel like i wouldn’t be able to handle a boy. i wanna js have mother daughter bonding time 🙏

WHAT ARE UR STRENGTHS? — staying calm in situations / being convincing (idk) BRO IDK IM PROBABLY LYING TO MYSELF 😭

WHAT ARE UR WEAKNESSES? — being too nice to others .. like i would try to stick w my current friends and try not to hurt their feelings (prioritize them over me). since my social battery kinda runs out most of the time,, me feeling down is 🤕

WHAT COLOR IS UR BED SPREAD? — currently its like a white sheet with pink, yellow n green patterning (lines)

WHAT COLOR IS UR BEDROOM? — white ! not a big fan of colored walls…plus white goes with everything 🙏

done ! that took…a while.. but 🫶

[catlover-multifandom]

oh this should be interesting. I’m a picky eater so I have specific opinions. and apparently I’m also what they call a supertaster which means I have more taste buds and are more sensitive to stronger flavors. like if you cook something with a different ingredient than normal or too much of something strong, I will be able to taste it. it’s a curse tbh

guacamole: NO. I can’t do it, too much avocado. I used to be able to eat avocado in small quantities when in something else, like California rolls, and there was this chicken wrap I liked at a restaurant that had some avocado in it but they did something to the wrap one time and it tasted bad enough that I barfed and could never eat avocado again. the smell activates my gag reflex now. but I did get my dad a molcajete for Christmas once and that was his favorite present. he makes it a lot and as result I’ve become accustomed to the smell of guacamole but plain avocados I can’t really be around still.

olives: only in tapenade in small amounts, or in the form of Kalamata olive dip.

mango: too juicy for me tbh. I prefer it dried

hummus: LOVE!

tomatoes: I HATE THE TEXTURE. I can’t stand the texture. it just feels so wrong on my tongue. feels so weird to bite into. I’m grimacing just thinking about them. yuck. also taste a bit odd. if they’re in marinara sauce it’s fine because they taste better with all the other stuff in it but the tomatoes NEED to be crushed up completely so the texture isn’t there. or else I’ll just pick at my food trying to avoid them.

cannolis: they’re… fine. there’s something about the filling that’s a bit off putting to me. however my friend’s abuela made some cannolis for her graduation party and they were SO GOOD I kept going back for more. now those were good cannolis.

FOOD DISCOURSE: reblog with ur opinions on guacamole, olives, mango, hummus, tomatoes, and cannolis

[purplesurveys]

1918

How old were you when you learned how to drive? I was taught when I was 17. Just around the village first, then my dad enrolled me in driving school where I learned to drive in highways.

Have you ever used a public payphone? I've only seen them around when I was much younger, but I don't remember ever using one.

Do you know what the most common bird is in your area? The maya.

How many teeth have you had extracted? Two wisdom teeth.

What’s a Halloween movie that you enjoy? Generic answer, but The Shining. I was also obsessed with Scream.

Would you ever walk a runway if given the opportunity? I honestly can't ever picture this happening, even if I'm offered money.. Too many lights! Too much attention! Hahahaha.

Would you say you’re in a good place mentally? It may look like it because I always seem so composed on the outside, but tbh my being composed is just me silently trying not to scream. I basically just do a much better job now of hiding angst. But I don't think I'm okay mentally – I'm very tired, and overwhelmed, and feel pulled in many different directions by many different people.

What’s a popular candy that you do not like? I don't like actual chocolate. Like on its own. Just thinking about it already hurts my throat, lol.

Do you bite your nails, cut them, or keep them long? I either peel them off or clip them.

Do you ever have to babysit? No but I imagine I'd be doing this a lot once my friends have kids.

Do you sing when alone? Sure.

Favorite pastel color? Pink and purple.

Favorite thing cats do? When I'm lying down and they lie down on my tummy :) Also, responding with meows whenever you talk to them.

Butterflies, or dragonflies? Butterfly.

Favorite kind of candy bar? Idk, are Reese's candy 'bars'? I like them anyway.

Favorite childhood store? There used to be this knickknacks store with plushies and other novelty stuff. I remember being face-to-face with a whoopee cushion for the first time thanks to that store (I also bought it).

Do you dream a lot? Do you remember your dreams? I do dream a lot, but I never remember any of my dreams.

Have you ever lucid dreamed? Nope.

Have you ever intentionally killed an animal for fun? I've done it with ants and mosquitoes.

What character trait are you most ashamed of? That I have? I'm so goal-focused and never focus on people's feelings.

Do you prefer waffles or pancakes? Waffles if eating anything else with it, like chicken; pancakes if I'm eating them as is.

Are you craving anything right now? Eh not really. I had a heavy brunch this morning and don't feel like eating anything anymore until later in the evening.

Are you content just blending in with the crowd? Yes please...

Who is your celebrity crush? Kim Namjooooooooooon omg

If you had to choose a random color to dye your hair, what would you choose? Dark green. It was the first ever color I wanted to try, yet it never happened hahaha.

Do you like the color orange? No.

Have you ever shunned a family member or vice-versa? Yes, I am doing this with my brother and one of my uncles.

Favorite shade of blue? Indigo.

Favorite soup? Miso or mushroom.

Do you like mangoes? Hate them. One of my least favorite fruits.

What do you want most? To get a long break and be able to spend that time traveling.

How is your mental health? Work-wise, I am very tired and find everything overwhelming. Much more frustrating when you consider the context that I am the leader of the team, so I'm forced to be the one who must look and act as if I have a good head on my shoulders. I DO NOT. I am just as scared and burdened and overwhelmed as fucking everyone else. It's tiring.

Every other aspect, I'm fine.

What are you thankful for currently? That despite everything, I genuinely still do not feel like resigning.

What’s an unpopular opinion you have politically? Unpopular where I live but not necessarily everywhere else - but abortion for women should be legalized. Divorce should be legalized. Same-sex marriages should be recognized and legalized. The church should get the fuck out of state affairs.

Name a song that’s fun to sing along to. The song I'm currently listening to is - Wild Flower, RM and youjeen.

Who is tallest in your family? My dad.

Do you currently have a headache? No, not really.

What’s the first thing you usually do when you get off work or school? Head downstairs to play with the dogs.

If you could be famous for anything, what would you choose to be famous for? Something to do with content creation I guess? My sister always tells me I'm hilarious and that I should've started making TikToks years ago. I've never really pushed through with it because I don't think I can handle bashers lmao, and out of fear that I would run out of ideas at some point.

Who is your favorite YouTuber? Rhett and Link, and these days I've been pretty hooked on Ryan Trahan. I watch his stuff all day some days.

Who is the nicest person you’ve ever met? Angela. And her mom.

How about the meanest? I can't really think of anyone.

What was the last thing you spoke to your mom about? That I was going to leave already and not to expect me back until late tonight.

When is the last time you felt appreciated for something you did? Last night when I picked up the bag of mooncakes my mom forgot to bring home from her office. I was out myself, but was pretty far from where her workplace is, but I figured it was a Friday and it wouldn't be too much of a problem to go out of my way to pick up the bag. She just requested the favor as a joke, but I went ahead and did it and she seemed pretty grateful when she saw me come home with the mooncakes.

Are you the type of person who gets straight to the point? Yeah. No one likes it when someone beats around the bush anyway, so might as well.

Do you enjoy playing board games? No, I quickly get bored from them.

Are there any movies you are wanting to see? The sequel to Hello, Love, Goodbye; and Moana 2!

Do you feel uncomfortable when people you hardly know confide in you? I'll feel weird about it first, then feel flattered upon realizing that they trust me enough to confide in me.

What’s something you’re proud of yourself for? Being able to live life with my own company.

Have you ever gone over 3 months without shaving/waxing your legs? I don't think I've let it linger for that long.

Have you ever swam in a saltwater pool? No.

Do you think anyone has given up on you? Not at present, but someone's given up on me before.

Have you ever been pregnant? Nope.

Have you taken anyone’s virginity? I guess so.

Have you ever made your boy/girlfriend choose between you and someone else? No.

Do you remember when some of the Walmarts had a McDonald’s in them? I have no idea what you're talking about.

What is one recipe that you would like to learn how to make? My grandmas' kare-kare recipes. Both of theirs.

Do you believe that Jesus will come back in your lifetime? No.

Were you afraid of heights as a child? I wasn't scared of height per se, but I didn't like the sensation of being dropped from a high height – like rides or unusually high speed bumps. My stomach wasn't ever all that cool with that, until today.

Have you ever had a lead role in a play? Hell no.

Do you have a chandelier in your home? It's a mini chandelier more than anything? it's the best way I can put it lol. Nothing too grand, but also not a super plain lightbulb housing.

Are you a Jeffree Star fan? Or no? Nope.

Do you own a guitar? Specify. Which brand of guitar do you own? My sister's guitar is in our living room, although she has not trained in years. She had a phase when she was like 10 and never picked it up as a hobby again, lol. I have no idea what brand it is.

Are you a monogamous person? Or do you hate commitment? Monogamous.

Who was the last person who was rude to you? My aunt's assistant. ?????????? So unreasonably rude, and I wasn't having it that day to begin with so I just hurled his shit right back at him.

Have you ever met someone in person that you first met online? Yes, three of them. Two were sweethearts, one had been very rude that I cut him off the very next day.

Who do you know who is dyslexic? Nobody.

Is weed legal in your state? Divorce isn't even legal here lol

What is something that you used to be ashamed of, but now you’re not? My name.

Have you ever held a newborn baby? The newborn-est I've held was like a month old.

Out of all your usernames for websites, which one is your favorite? Do you use it for more than one site? The one I use for Twitter. It's been my username for the longest time (since 2010) and I personally just find it super witty hahah. Yes, I've used it for a bunch of other sites.

Have you ever spent the whole day (or multiple days) just looking up one thing on the internet (e.g., videos of your favorite band, how-to videos, quizzes, etc.)? Sure.

Have you ever been in a situation where you had to be around your ex everyday? No thank gooooooooodddddd.

Which condiment (ketchup, mustard, etc.) do you use the most of? Mayonnaise 100%

Would you ever flirt with somebody in front of your parents? No thanks.

Have your parents ever questioned your virginity? I mean they might be? but they'd never confront me about it.

How many of your friends play World of Warcraft? No clue.

Is there a certain song you like to headbang to? I can think of a handful.

Is there a garage or carport attached to your house? We do have a carport.

[nel-world]

hi

Hey, everyone! Wow, it’s good to be here. You know, I just got to America, and I have to say… I thought I knew what America was all about from watching TV, but man, this place is something else! I mean, I watched all the music videos before coming here, and it looked like a nonstop party! I was ready for it! I was like, ‘Yeah, I wanna be like these guys! I wanna be like Drake, Kendrick Lamar…’ You know, just have people think I’m cool for once in my life.

So, I get here, and I’m thinking, ‘Alright, I’m gonna do this! I’m gonna bring that Drake vibe everywhere!’ I’m at school, walking down the hall like I’m in the “Hotline Bling” video. I start singing, ‘You used to call me on my cell phone… late night when you need… a tutor for your math homework…’ And my classmates are just staring at me like, ‘Did this Indian kid just remix Drake to ask for homework help?’

And inside, I’m like, ‘Yeah, I’m not just some kid who only knows Bollywood! I’m out here, listening to Kendrick Lamar, motherfuckers!’

Then, one day, I’m walking around the school, feeling all confident, singing ‘Ever since I left the city, you…’ Like I actually left a city, you know? I’m thinking I’m Drake, but my life looks more like a Bollywood movie, dancing around trees and hoping my crush notices me.

Now, I couldn’t rap or dance to save my life, but I was committed to living that superstar lifestyle. My cousin, he gets this bootleg copy of some beat-making software, and I’m like, ‘This is it! We’re gonna be the next big thing!’ We set up his living room as our “studio”—which was really just some blankets over the windows and a karaoke mic we found in his garage. We call ourselves ‘Desi Dreams’ because we had dreams… big dreams.

Well, as big as dreams can be when your beats are made with a keyboard that plays ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ in the background.

Meanwhile, my dad… oh, my dad, he had his own vision of America. To him, America is like the biggest buffet in the world, and he’s got a VIP pass. This guy would buy anything on sale. ‘Buy one, get one free?’ My dad’s first in line. ‘Buy two, get the third 50% off?’ He’s loading up the trunk.

But his favorite? Pizza. And not just any pizza—he wants to try every type of pizza out there. So, I say, ‘Dad, how about some pepperoni?’ And he looks at me like I just insulted the family honor. He’s like, ‘Pepperoni? Pepperoni? We didn’t come to America for you to eat plain pepperoni pizza, yaar! There’s barbecue chicken, Philly cheesesteak, even mac and cheese pizza! How can you settle for pepperoni?’

Then he gets these crazy ideas. One day, he’s watching the Food Network, and suddenly, he’s like, ‘I’ve got it! We’re gonna make a pizza with naan crust, topped with butter chicken, but wait, that’s not all! We’ll drizzle it with mango chutney and put crushed papadums on top for crunch! And for dessert, a pizza with gulab jamun slices. Sweet and savory in one bite—nobody’s done it!’

And I’m like, (singing) ‘No one, no one, no o-o-one…’ like Alicia Keys, ‘…has ever thought of gulab jamun pizza!’ Because, yeah, there’s a reason for that, Dad!

But he doesn’t stop there. Oh, no. ‘We’ll have a pizza with layers like a biryani! Imagine, rice, chicken, spices, all on a crust! We’ll call it "Biryani-Zza!" And for drinks, we’ll have lassi slushies and masala chai floats. Why stop there? Samosa calzones! Paneer tikka bagels! We’re gonna revolutionize American fast food!’

He’s running around the house like a mad scientist with naan in one hand and a blender in the other, shouting, ‘I will make the world’s first Butter Chicken Smoothie! Protein-packed and delicious!’

He even wants to install a “Chaat Fountain.” You know, like those chocolate fountains, but instead of chocolate, it’s just chutney flowing in all directions, with samosas on sticks to dip into it.

(Singing like Drake) ‘Started from the bottom, now we’re here… building a chutney fountain for our pizza joint, yeah!’

I’m just standing there, thinking, ‘Dad, I don’t think Americans are ready for a fountain of tamarind sauce at their pizza party.’ But hey, you gotta admire the enthusiasm, right?

And he starts calling all our relatives back in India, pitching this plan like he’s about to open the next big franchise. (Singing like Taylor Swift) ‘Look what you made me do, look what you made me do—made me wanna sell paneer tikka tacos too!’

But he’s not done. Oh no, my dad goes full-on Willy Wonka. He’s like, ‘You know what the world needs? A pizza with pakoras baked into the crust! And for breakfast, we’ll do pizza parathas—stuffed with aloo, gobi, and whatever else we can think of! And get this: "Tandoori Tater Tots." No one’s seen it coming!’

And he’s not stopping there. ‘We’ll open a chain of food trucks,’ he says, ‘with crazy combos like Vindaloo Vada Pav! And the pièce de résistance—a pizza cone filled with chicken tikka, topped with melted paneer, and a sprinkle of chat masala. Mobile dining meets Indian street food meets Italian cuisine. It’s genius!’

(Singing like Kendrick Lamar) ‘We gon' be alright!’ Except by “alright,” he means serving pizza cones filled with chicken tikka out of a truck shaped like an auto-rickshaw.

At this point, I’m starting to wonder if my dad is secretly planning to take over the world, one insane food idea at a time. ‘Dad,’ I tell him, ‘You’re basically describing a food court from a parallel universe where everything is mixed with everything else!’

But you know what? He’s so committed, he starts designing the restaurant himself. ‘Picture this,’ he says, ‘The walls will be painted like Bollywood sets, with neon signs quoting Drake lyrics in Hindi. And the tables? They’ll be repurposed tuk-tuks. Customers can sit in them while eating their masala mac and cheese pizza!’

(Singing like Bruno Mars) ‘Treasure! That is what you are… a repurposed tuk-tuk to eat in, by far!’

And don’t even get me started on his dessert ideas. He’s like, ‘We’ll have a section called "Drake’s Sweet Spot"—with gulab jamun-stuffed donuts, rasmalai cheesecake, and kulfi milkshakes named after Kendrick’s greatest hits. And, for the adventurous, paan-flavored ice cream sandwiches. We’ll take the Instagram world by storm!’

By now, I’m just imagining people walking into this crazy fusion restaurant, not knowing whether they’re supposed to eat the food or take selfies with it. And my dad? He’s standing there like some culinary superhero, cape made of naan, ready to save the world from boring food.

So, the night before he’s supposed to sign the lease, he goes all out with this enormous dinner—biryani, samosas, and yes, the infamous butter chicken pizza with mango chutney. And he’s like, ‘Do you see this pizza? Do you know what it’s saying to us?’

And we’re like, ‘No, what, Dad?’

And he goes, (Singing dramatically like an opera) ‘It’s saying, "I am the future of foooood! I will unite nations, I will bring peace to the world—one slice at a tiiiime!" Like Kendrick, I will bring people together with a message!’

You gotta hand it to him. My dad had dreams bigger than Kanye’s ego. He thought he’d cracked the secret: just combine everything—food, culture, and a whole lot of chutney.

And that’s what America is, right? One big, over-the-top experiment that we’re all trying to find our place in. Whether you're starting a rap career in your cousin’s living room or opening a restaurant that’ll change the world with samosa-stuffed pizza crusts.

So here I am, in this fusion food, hip-hop fantasy, trying to find my own flavor.

(Singing like Kendrick Lamar) ‘And we gon' be… alright!’

[currykitty]

1. To overcome my ED/body dismorphia / to be able to help my friends when they need me / to be able to create art for a long time

2. Kiki’s delivery service / pride and prejudice/ the devil wears Prada

3. You’ll be in my heart / moon river / lost without you

4. Biology / mythology / philosophy

5. Pink / teal / yellow

6. Itadori Yuuji / Mash / the grandma from Nora from Queens

7. Strawberries / mango / oranges

8. Schitts Creek / The Good Place / Parks and Rec

9. Reading / drawing / napping

10. Cake (moms banana cake specifically) / toast with butter and apricot jam / chocolate chip protein bar

11. Food Isn’t Medicine / Blue Period (does manga count??) / court of thorns and roses series (if they’re erm… horny 🤣)

12. Social media apps - YouTube / Tumblr / Pinterest

Non social media - Moonly / HRV4TRAINING / Balanced

13. Maths / Geometry ( my teacher was a sadist) / PE because of not getting picked or being afraid to not get picked

14. Librarian / museum curator / gallerist

15. “When you know better, do better” / “what you want my dear, frightens you to death - which is why you fail to comprehend yourself” / “freedom from approval is the birthplace of authenticity”

16. Coffee with soy milk / sleepy time tea / Moscow mule

17. Andy and April / Alexis and Ted and David and Patrick / Eleanor and Chidi

18. Singer / artist / archeologist (bc I had a crush on Lara Croft)

19. Cats / dogs / raccoons

20. Kind / silly / secretly dark

21. Movement / art / community

22. Movies - Everything Everywhere All At Once / any Disney movie (Toy Story 2 in particular) / Spirited Away

Books - Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince / Hunger Games / The Last Song

Tv Shows - The Good Place / Schitts Creek / Handmaids Tale

23. Mostly listen to podcasts when cleaning - Conspirituality Pod / Sounds like a Cult / Writing Excuses

24. Peggy’s Cove (anywhere in NS really) / Beaches / Serra Negra

25. Tim / Mari / mom

26. Indonesia / Australia / Scotland

27. Game nights with friends / go on walks / let things go

28. Chili / pasta / rice w strogonoff

29. Brave / unabashed / shiny

30. Letting Swarley go / moving to the US to be with Tim / a lot of moments from ISoC

31. Sunflowers / dandelions / poppies

32. July / October / August

33. Tobacco / sandalwood / linen

34. Van Gogh / Leonardo DaVinci / Jane Austen

35. Green beans / broccoli / zucchini

36. car / bicycle / cruise

37. Japanese / Korean / Russian

‘3 things....’ asks!

1. 3 things you wish for

2. 3 movies you have rewatched many times

3. 3 songs that mean something to you

4. 3 topics you’d love to learn more about

5. 3 colors to paint your room

6. 3 characters that inspire you

7. 3 fruits that you love the most

8. 3 tv shows that you never get bored of

9. 3 things you like doing on a rainy day

10. 3 things you like eating with coffee

11. 3 books that you would recommend everyone to read

12. 3 apps you use the most

13. 3 classes you used to hate in middle school

14. 3 professions that you would like to try

15. 3 quotes that have a special place in your life

16. 3 drinks you consume the most

17. 3 tv couples you adore the most

18. 3 dream jobs you’ve had in your childhood

19. 3 animals you’d love to take care of in your house

20. 3 adjectives that you’d use to describe yourself

21. 3 things you are the most passionate about

22. 3 movies/books/tv shows that made you cry

23. 3 songs you listen to while cleaning

24. 3 places that makes you feel peaceful

25. 3 people you’d never get tired of

26. 3 countries you’d love to visit

27. 3 things you wish you did more often

28. 3 things you love cooking/baking

29. 3 characteristics of the person you aspire to be

30. 3 moments you could never forget

31. 3 types of flowers you love the most

32. 3 months you enjoy the most

33. 3 scented candles that you love the most

34. 3 people in history that inspire you the most

35. 3 vegetables that you like the taste of

36. 3 ways of traveling that you enjoy the most

37. 3 languages you would love to learn