#new blog will probably be a saturday ready

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Taking a Week's Break

Hey gang 💜🖤

So, I've decided I'm going to be taking a little break at the same time as my first summer break from work... I've a lot of things I need doing this week with my family, I REALLY want to work on my already-long-put-off FTH pieces, and I need to decompress a bit and not spend so much time on a computer, so I think this is a good time to just relax and focus on me.

So starting TODAY (because I don't have any new list ready for Sunday, LOL), Saturday, June 22 until Monday, July 1 I will be limiting my online time as in "I'll post new stuff if I feel the energy for it". I'll return on July 2.

Here's the dealio:

The ONLY GUARANTEED NEW THING will be my Five Fics Friday on the 28th.

I'll STILL have a fic reblog for Sunday the 23rd, Wednesday the 26th, and Sunday the 30th, so my blog will still be fun and exciting!!

Asks and submissions will remain OPEN, so please feel free to still send them. If I have some time or am able to mentally tackle them, I'll answer them. I appreciate anything coming in, so I'll have content when I come back.

Please still send me fic list requests. I am in DESPERATE need for new list requests A lot of the reason I am not posting a list this weekend is because I DON'T HAVE ANY READY. I want to spend some time making a few new lists if I can but if someone recs something I can already post, it will make me happy 💜

Honestly, you guys probably won't even notice much of a difference, basically I just want the "it's okay to not post something new" feeling that I have when I work on my blog every night.

Thank y'all for your understanding 💜

And this is more for myself, here's the old Pinned Post with the Blog Index to replace after July 1 💜

[silenzahra]

I have a concert tomorrow at this very hour and I'm SO excited and it just got announced on TV and I got so freaking nervous 😂

This means I probably won't be around till Saturday, but I wanted to let you know real quick a few things!

-Even though I'm in the middle of a reader's block right now, please know that I'm saving ALL your stories on my "Marked for later" list on AO3 so that I won't lose track of them when I'm ready to get at them! I truly LOVE your writing and your stories, dear friends, and I really hope I can read them all very soon! 🥰

-Since my new blog is still not properly organized (and this will still take some time), I'd like to let you all know that my old content, both the one I fixed and the one you all saved with your reblogs (💖), can be found under the tag zahra's writing which I've recently started using. That way you can easily find all of my stories and my headcanon posts in case you'd like to! And you're obviously free to use it too if you reblog my stuff 🥰

-Related to this, I know I have yet to properly thank each and every one of you who reblogged my musicians post after I fixed it! I'm sorry I haven't done it yet, but you'll all get proper answers as I deeply appreciate you supporting it even if it's already a few months old 🥰

-And last but not least, I'll continue to check the doc and get at my tags and PMs next week! These last few weeks have been a bit busy/hectic (and emotionally terrible as you know), and I haven't been doing so as much as I should. Hopefully I can finish soon with the doc as I feel so bad to keep you all waiting for almost a month now 😅

With this said, I'm most likely disappearing until Saturday! I truly can't believe I'm literally 24 hours away from relieving this 😭 Wish me luck trying to get some sleep tonight lol, I'm not exaggerating when I say I'm extremely nervous 😂

Love you all so much! 💖

[applebinnie]

▶︎ˏˋ aye-aye, captain! >< ´ˎ˗

𖦹 part I ! 𖦹

ᯤ fishing boat operator!leehan ᯤ

→ Your neighbors back in your family province owned a really cool fishing boat. The sweet couple taught you how to use it so you could help with fishing duties during the summer. However you stumble upon the said boat, which is now (unfortunately) under the management of their oddball of a son. 

warnings: none! except for the fact that I'm vv mid at writing and it's my first time writing in eng so please reduce your expectations to ground level 😭

💭: I'm still experimenting with the whole y/n thingy, and I was thinking, should I name mc yuu or should I just keep it at y/n? lmk!

𓆝 𓆟 ���� 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

You woke up at the crack of dawn to get dressed and ready. It's the summer, and that means you'll be staying at the province! You looked forward to everything the place has to offer, from the fresh air to the salty fragrance of the beach. But one thing you always look forward to is the nice family next door and their cool fishing boat! You can't recall if you still know how to use it. The captain gave you a crash course on how to operate it last summer, but you weren't really able to give it a go yourself. You decided that the first thing that you wanted to do today was to fish!

You see the captain and his wife smiling upon your arrival. They always treated you like their own daughter, greeting you with a warm pot of your favorite soup and a kiss on the forehead. It was always like that, except now something is missing from the usual greetings. Aside from their dog, Connie, there had always been a third figure peeking from behind Mr. Captain, waiting for the right time to jump and chase you around the front porch.

Leehan, the couple's only son wasn't around to welcome you, which was odd, considering that he was always the first one to approach and show you his new fishes or brag about their cool boat. He always trailed closely behind Mr. Captain, carrying his adorable little Connie. You always thought he was a little weird, but that doesn't mean he isn't the sweetest boy you've met.

"I haven't seen him since this morning! that boy ran out the door as soon as he finished eating, I don't even know anymore," Mr. Captain sighed. You finished eating and went out to look for Leehan.

"Han?" you called out. You went out to the sand, but you couldn't find him anywhere! You then saw Riwoo, the kid who always carried around a camera and small packets of bird food to feed the gulls.

"Riwoo!" You waved at him. He wore a beach hat with a wide rim, covered in sand and seaweeds.

"Yuu!" He waved back. Usually, when Riwoo is around, a few steps behind him is Woonhak. You didn't even need to make an effort to see Woonhak, who was clearly behind the mango tree. No wonder he always lost during hide and seek games, because he thought that if he can't see you, then you can't see him either, and the constant peeking and giggling gave him away.

"Boo!" You tapped at Hak's shoulder. He scrambled to hide his phone, sliding it in the pockets of his shorts. "Hey Y/n, didn't see you there, ha...ha." He chuckled nervously. You were starting to think that he was hiding something. You looked behind him.

"Are you okay? Are you looking for something?"

"Nothing, thought you were hiding an insect of any kind to shove to my face. "

Woonhak laughed at your response. But it was true, he was indeed thinking of scaring you with a fake plastic lizard.

Still no sign of Leehan. You figured that he's probably with Taesan at their favourite usual spot: the docks.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

💭: "But val, you're a riize blog!" I had a little too much fun making this I had to restrain myself so I cld finish the other fics during the VERY little free time that I have 😭 also, I had no idea that it was saturday today I legitimately thought it was friday ?!?! anyways I hope you guys like it RAGHRAGHRAGH - val 🧸

[aziraphales-library]

Hellooo ✨ Thank you very much for creating this blog, is an incredible resource!

I would like to ask you if you remember an unfinished human AU! fic based on a Strictly Come Dancing setting (I guess, never watched that show). Aziraphale is the professional dancer, Crowley an actor who's trying to get more attention from the audience to get more roles. At first they hate eachother, but the attraction is undeniable. It's beautifully written by two authors who said they would have probably kept writing again once the s.2 have been broadcasted. I can't find it anywhere, though, and I'm afraid it had been cancelled :(

Thank you very much!

Have a nice day 🎀

I think it's probably this one!

Loosely Ballroom by marginalia_device, mortifyingideal [M] [WIP]

Dust off your dancing shoes, because it’s that time of year again! The new season of Strictly Come Dancing starts TONIGHT on BBC One! A brand new crop of celebs are getting ready to compete for the coveted Glitterball trophy, and they’re a mixed bunch— ranging from beloved telly presenter Eve Gardener to washed-up stage and screen actor Anthony J Crowley.

Whose tango will tantalise? Whose cha-cha will charm us? And who will be doomed by their dreadful, dreadful salsa? Join us every second Saturday at 7pm to find out!

—

Aziraphale is a professional, Crowley is a contestant, and the BBC needs viewers. Does what it says on the tin, if the tin has a whopping great “STRICTLY COME DANCING AU” label on it.

~Mod N

[mrs-santoss]

As Long As You're Okay - Neymar Imagine

Summary: Hiii :) Love ur blog. Can u do a imagine where u wreck Neymars new car and ure scared to tell him. Can u make it where Ney is very sweet and understandable and it ends in fluff. It literally happened to me today lol. Kissess xoxo Author's Note: Hi, love. I hope your accident wasn't anything too serious. Thank you for the kind words, lots of love from me. :)

Neymar bought a new car a week ago. He was thinking of purchasing it for so long now. He got a Lamborghini Urus S in his favorite color and he's very excited to drive it. I, myself, drive a Range Rover mini Evoque. It's not as big as Ney's new car, but it's still a SUV. I had to run some errands today while Neymar was still asleep. It's Saturday, so usually Neymar sleeps in late since he doesn't have training. I got out of the shower and did my hair and makeup in the bathroom. After I did so, I went to my closet in the bedroom where Ney was sleeping to get something to wear. I had my back turned to Neymar and I go through my clothes. I'm only in my underwear. "Hey there, sexy ass" he says in a sleepy voice catching me by surprise. "Hey there, amor. I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" I turn to face him and jump on the bed to kiss him. "Kind of, but It's okay, I love the view." he says back to me. "I have to run some errands today, I will be back in 2 hours or less. Can you hang out by yourself until then, amor?" I ask him while laying my head on his chest. "Sure, I'll probably fall back asleep after you leave. Hey, why don't you take the new car?" he asks me with excitement. "Uhh, I don't know, bebê. It's a brand new car, I'm scared of ruining it. I'll just take my car." I ask back to him and return to the closet pulling out a sports wear set and a sweatshirt to throw over the shirt, just in case. "No, bebê. You're a great driver, you can take it, it's okay." he asks back to me, finally convincing me. "Okay, then. Thank you, amor! Love you, go back to sleep!" I give him a kiss on the lips, grab my purse and the car keys and leave. "I love you too, amor" _________________________________________________ I had to stop by the pharmacy to pick up some things and go shopping for some bed sheets. After I was done with the pharmacy, I made my way to Anthropologie for the bed sheets. The car is amazing. The interior is very chic and modern. I drove Neymar's cars before, but usually, he's the one who drives when we're together. I park the car and head out to the store. I spend half an hour there before I make my way back to the car. I put everything in the trunk and get ready to leave. As soon as I make my way out of the parking lot, I meet a small intersection. All of a sudden, a car comes from the other way at full speed making a turn at the same time a do. I try my best to swerve the car on the other direction to avoid a fatal hit. I turn my steering wheel towards a pole and I crash into it with my side of the car. The other car just honks and leaves. This is not a very busy road, so he must've thought the same because he was going at full speed in such a dangerous road. He was stupid. What the fuck. I start to panic. I was okay physically, but the only thing in my mind was Neymar. Shit. Fuck. I should've taken my fucking car. How do I let him know about this? I can't call him. But, I have too. Maybe, I can fix it and not let him know. I can't do that. FUCK. I began to cry out of frustration and anxiety. The thing that was bothering me the most was the fact that Ney trusted me with this car, I should've been more cautious. I should've been more careful, maybe paid more attention. I move the car to a more safe place and grab my phone to call my boyfriend. It was time. I hate it when I have to disappoint him. I didn't even care about the price of fixing it, I would work double shifts and pay it, It was all about Neymar. I dial his number and he picks up after a few rings. "Hey, bebê. Where are you? Are you done already?" he asks immediately. I don't know why I began to cry hard and a sob came out. "Ney..." I can't talk, I don't wanna sound weak, but I can't talk without crying. "Y/N? Y/N, what's wrong? Are you okay?" he asks me, now in a worried tone. "Ney, I'm sorry, bebê. But..." I speak to him in a barely understandable voice.

"Y/N, why are you crying? Please, talk to me, meu amor. You're driving me crazy" he asks slightly raising his voice at me. Probably, because of his panic mode not because he wants to yell at me. At least for now. "I was on my way home and.... I didn't see him... or he didn't see me I don't know... And I tried to avoid crashing into him.... and I...." I couldn't even finish before Neymar spoke up. "WHAT?! Y/N are you okay? Where are you?!" he's practically screaming at me now. "I swerved the car and crashed into a pole. I'm okay, but the car is wrecked on my side. I'm so sorry, Ney. I tried my best to be careful, I'm so sorry." I finally confess to him, still crying. "Bebê? Y/N? Amor, it's okay, fuck the car. I'm not mad AT ALL. Do you hear me? Amor, can you tell me your location please?" he asks, now in a calm tone, he can tell that I'm scared of what his reaction will be. "I will fix it, I promise. I will send it in today and make it look as new. I promise, Ney. I know, I should've been more careful." I say back to him, I want to let him know I'm extremely sorry. He works hard for his money, he deserves everything he has and here's me, ruining his possessions. "Y/N, calm down, meu amor. Can you PLEASEEE let me know your location? I want to be there, bebê." he asks, I can hear shuffling in the background, I think he's getting in the car to come to me. I give him my location and hang up waiting for him to come. I want to get out of the car and see the mess I've done. The more I look at it the more sad I get. I know Neymar is able to afford this car, but that doesn't mean I should take advantage of that. That's what I'm scared he will think because of this. Neymar arrives with my car and parks it in front of me. As soon as he parks he immediately gets out of the car and runs to my door. He opens the door and takes a look at me examining me. He didn't even glance at the damaged spot. He looked very worried. "Y/N, are you okay?" he asks while still looking at me, pulling my hair behind my ear looking at my face. All of a sudden his eyes widen." Oh, my god, you're hurt, Y/N. Did you not notice this? I was confused. I wasn't in any pain. Maybe I still have a rush of adrenaline going through me, that's why I didn't notice it. But, I felt okay. I had a scratch on my temple, it was bleeding. "No, Ney. I'm okay, It's just a scratch, bebê. It must of happened when I hit the brake. I promise, I'm okay." I say to him, he's not convinced by my words at all. He grabs my hands and helps me step outside of the car. He presses me against the car and takes a longer look at it. He still hasn't looked at the mess. I decided to speak up. "Ney, did you see the mess?" I ask in a low tone. "I think we should go to the hospital. This could be serious. Do you feel dizzy or anything?" he asks, completely ignoring my question. "Ney? I'm sorry, I will fix it, I promise." I say to him, bringing back the question. "Meu amor, fuck the car. Do you hear me? You could've been seriously hurt. This could've been fatal if you didn't react this way. I know what you're thinking, but trust me, I don't have the tiniest thought of blaming you. I know you don't want to cause me any damage, but I truly believe I was blessed today. You're here next to me." he says all this quickly with his hands on my cheeks, kissing my forehead repeatedly.

We press our foreheads against each other. "Are you sure you're okay, Y/N? Please don't lie to me." "I'm okay, Ney. I promise." "I love you so fucking much. I've never been more scared in my life than the moment you called me crying about the crash." "I'm sorry. I love you too, amor. I fucking love you too."

[rashomonss]

A HUMANS WRATH

Part II.V

previous part

taglist: @miridiums-writing, @zerchlia, @aeongiies, @xmoogx

(please lmk if you would like to be added, i don’t mind at all)

a/n: i mentioned this before in another blog but these chapters will be released every saturday as of right now, however if anything changes i’ll be sure to let y’all know! again thanks so much for all the love with this story it means the world!

warnings: mentions of lesson 16, angst, a bit of yelling, panic attacks, abusing the power of the packs

Now then let’s travel a bit back in time shall we?

the destruction of memories

It was finally a peaceful night of relaxation where you could enjoy yourself. Not much was done, just a bit of self care and homework, nothing crazy was needed when indulging yourself. Your whole day had been spent avoiding the demons you were forced to live with.

Per usual they would constantly try and ask about you and your day, but honestly you found no point in giving any of them your time. Finally annoyed you realized that you needed to get out of the house so you were scheduled to meet with the angels and Solomon tomorrow afternoon for a picnic.

You had honestly despised life in the Devildom. It was exasperating to constantly have to give your time and effort to a program you wanted no part in. Well in a sense your first couple of months were great, but after the incident you’d rather not be here. Because who in their right mind would want to stay under the same roof as a murder.

Picking up the current book you had borrowed from the library; you continued where you had left off. It was an interesting story to say the least. The main focus was on a character traveling to an alternate timeline where things played out differently than they remembered. You pondered for a bit on what that would be like only to stop yourself and realize that no matter what happened you’d never want the outcome to change.

The book left a sour taste in your mouth so you decided that was enough for tonight. Getting some extra sleep couldn’t hurt and was probably needed. You were never one to set an alarm since you had gotten used to waking up early everyday for RAD. Fixing your sheets just a tad didn’t make much of a difference when laying in bed. However you were comfortable so in the end it was fine. Interestingly enough that nights sleep was probably the nicest you’ve had in a while.

Well that was until the annoying beeping of an alarm rang through your ears. Confused and honestly upset you sat up trying to find the source of the horrible noise. After a few minutes you finally found your phone under your pillow and turned the alarm off. Since you were now wide awake you made your way to your small bathroom and began to get ready.

However looking at yourself in the mirror had caught you off guard, in a way you looked a bit different. Your eye bags weren’t as dark as usual and your hair looked a tad longer as well as healthier than you realized yesterday. Not to mention your skin had a nice subtle glow to it. Did you always look like this? You pondered as you touched your face.

Shaking your head you looked around at all the products and things that littered your counter. Had your bathroom always been this messy? And these products looked familiar, where had you seen them before?

Walking back into your room you realized the layout was slightly different as well, of course it looked like your room but some new things had to have been added. Walking towards the wall you noticed a new bulletin board hanging where a poster should have been. Upon closer inspection the board was filled with pictures of the demon brothers, the prince and his butler, and the angels and sorcerer.

When were these taken? And why were you in some of them smiling? Inspecting the photos closer your eyes landed on one of you and a certain someone. You both looked to be laying down on a bed; possibly the one in the attic? And he had half of his face snuggled into your neck as you smiled back at him. You had to have taken the picture from the angle you both were looking.

“What the hell.” you had said aloud. Ripping the picture off the bulletin board you held it in your shaking hands. So many emotions filled your mind and you didn’t know how to process most of them so you had turned to your usual outlet for stress. Destroying things.

A loud rip sound was heard as you tore the delicate picture right down the middle. Each picture on the bulletin board followed soon after. Quickly you had ripped all of them off and shredded them to pieces with your hands.

Colorful picture scraps littered the floor around you as you began to feel your chest tighten. A panic attack was coming on and you could feel it. The way it became harder to breathe or even think as the room spun.

These were a common occurrence for your after the incident, and you couldn’t figure out as to why. Could it possibly be from the stress they had caused during your stay here? The constant threats to your life each day made it hard to keep a stable mentally, and after being killed it felt like the dam had broken.

You were only a human after all, you could only take so much. The least they can do is take responsibility for what they had done.

That’s what you believed. However seeing those pictures brought back memories to before the incident, good memories, the ones you tried so hard to keep locked away. But the one with him set you off. How could you even be that stupid? What if you got killed again? He is a demon after all, isn’t that what they do?

Your breathing had picked up as you felt your chest constrict. Hot tears had begun to pool in your eyes due to the lack of oxygen, and your throat ached as a coughing fit was brought on. Falling to the floor you could feel yourself almost dry heaving. Why was this happening now? It was only a picture? You had thought.

The rage you had turned into unnecessary panic, and now back to rage as you began to claw at the carpet. It was all his fault. No matter how much distance you had put between you both or how standoffish you acted he still scared you. That damn demon was to blame for your panic attacks. This was all-

“MC!” a voice called out to you. “What’s goin’ on are ya ok!? Here, come here!”

What? Who is that? The voice sounds familiar but it was hard to see through the tears. Suddenly a pair of arms engulfed you and began to slowly rub your back.

“Just breathe, m’kay” they said resting their head in your shoulder.

“No get off, what the hell-“ you yelled beginning to panic again.

“Mc calm down you’ll only make it worse” The voice said sternly. “Breathe”

Doing as the voice said you slowly but surely tried to regain your breathing, and once it was finally stable you could feel yourself coming down from the adrenaline high. It was exhausting to say to least, however you let yourselves lean into the person holding you.

“there ya go” the voice said caressing your head.

Why did that voice sound so familiar? Looking up the person wiped your eyes with their hand and made a face. “Ya got your human snot all over my jacket, not like I care though” they said laughing.

That brown jacket…it couldn’t be. Finally adjusting your eyes to the light as well as the person in front of you, you realized that it was exactly who you expected.

“How are ya feeling? You ok now? Wanna talk about it?

“Get out”

“Huh?”

“I said get out”

“Mc, are ya sure you’re ok?”

“Mammon I command you to get the hell out of my room! Don’t get near me again!” you yelled at the confused male.

His face looked hurt, more so than usual. Weird? However that didn’t stop him from leaving as soon as you gave the command. He found himself hitting your door, hard. Then he left.

His touch lingered on you, it set your skin on fire, and frankly it made you sick. Running to the bathroom you started the shower and set the water to the hottest setting. Throwing off your clothes you jumped in and lathered yourself in body wash, then began scrubbing yourself till you felt your skin burn.

Once you finally felt clean you changed and packed an overnight bag. You were not going to stay here tonight. No way; the angels would understand, they always did when it came to the brothers, even Solomon was understanding in a sense. They would always let you stay in Purgatory Hall whenever things became too much and today they were way too much.

A sudden knock at your door alerted you. You had waited a second before answering with a stern,“What is it?’

“Mc darling, are you feeling ok? Lucifer sent me to check on you, also Levi said that breakfast is ready whenever you feel better”

That was Asmodeus’ voice, you could tell, after all no one else called you darling. It was a stupid pet name you asked him to drop but no matter what he continued to call you it. “Okay I’ll be out in a minute” you had responded after a second.

“Ok dear, also you should talk to Mammon, he’s sulking and honestly it’s making the whole room depressing” Asmo joked. “I know you didn’t mean it, but still he was just trying to help”

How did Asmo know about your panic attack already? Did Mammon tell all of them? You panicked, what if they thought of you as a joke now? You built their respect towards you through months of harsh treatment and very clear boundaries, but now it would all crumble away because of a mere panic attack.

“Mc..? Sweetheart, are you in there?” Asmo called out after a minute or two. He was actually starting to worry because he had stopped hearing sound from the other side of the door. Mammon had mentioned you had some sort of breakdown this morning and shoved him out of your room in a haste with a few harsh words to follow.

Lucifer came to your defense saying it could have been the building stress you were under so he had sent the fifth eldest to check on you. Completely oblivious to what was going on, Levi demanded Asmo tell you breakfast was ready before Beel decided to accidentally eat your portion. So here he was in front of your room waiting for you to appear in the door frame or even show yourself to him.

You had grabbed the small duffel bag and swung open the door, revealing the demon on the other side. He smiled at you but sadly to his dismay it was not returned.

“You’re in the way, can you move please?” you said obviously annoyed.

Asmo was caught off guard and blinked a few times before registering what you had said. He then moved to the side while looking you over. You had side eyed the demon then walked towards the direction of the foyer. Asmo quietly followed behind you and watched as you quickly turned the corner.

You had finally made your way to the foyer when you began to lose it. “Asmodeus stop following me, it’s making me uncomfortable and for one you should know I don’t like you being so close, so back off”

Asmo jumped at the sudden outburst and all his brothers who happened to be in the foyer turned their attention towards the two of you. Mammon gave a knowing look to Lucifer who in turn sighed.

“Mc I know you’re upset but you shouldn’t lash out at Asmo because of that” Lucifer said stepping forward.

“Oh shut up Lucifer” you said glaring at him.

“Excuse me?” He replied narrowing his eyes at you. The tension had grown thicker in the foyer as all the brothers looked between you and Lucifer.

“Mc-“

“Save it, I’m leaving”

“What? Where are you going?” Beel then spoke up.

“Not like it’s any of your business but to Purgatory Hall, now get out of the way” you said pushing through Lucifer,

“Will you be back for dinner? We were all supposed to go out tonight remember?” Satan then said.

“Yeah! B-but you shouldn’t leave without breakfast, your plate is on the table” Levi said quietly fidgeting with his fingers.

“You look a bit tired did you get enough sleep last night?” Said a voice.

Your head shot around at the sound of the youngest brothers voice. Why was he acting like he cared? As if he could. You scoffed and looked the youngest up and down.

“All of you need to stop acting like you care honestly is bothersome. I have told all of you numerous times to leave me the hell alone what don’t you understand? You demons never listen”

“So instead I’ll force you to. I want all of you get away from me this instant, and don’t show your face or even speak to me unless I allow you. Now leave”

Your words had cut deep but they couldn’t find it in them to say anything due to the command. Each brother was thrown back a bit due to the sheer anger of your words. They felt their mouths shut as they made their way out of the foyer into separate rooms. Each wondering what they did to anger you so.

“Interesting” you had said aloud. Lucifer and Belphegor seemed to obey you, something like that had never happened before. So why now? Not to mention their behavior was also weird, they were more pushy and concerned than usual.

Whenever you told them to stop they would but for some reason they were more persistent than usual today.

You pushed the thought to the back of your mind as you made your way out the door, determined to head to Purgatory Hall. Hopefully a clam presence like everyone there would help ease your mind.

It was only a hope after all.

a/n: so this is a mini chapter, part 3 will still release on Saturday if anyone was wondering!

I had noticed in swap stories like this the other Mc’s pov is never really written or talked about, so I wanted to give y’all the chance to see their pov as they interact with the brothers you all interact with. More small chapters will be released like this when important situations come up. Anyways that’s enough for now, I don’t want to spoil to much lol thanks for reading! <3

Next part



[adrienneleclerc]

Snuffles

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: witch reader makes a potion so she can be able to shapeshift into an animal but she forgot to tell anyone she was making this potion.

Warning: italics are going to be the readers inner thoughts

A/N:Yes, this is basically the Marauders turning into animagi BUT different steps, Masterlist pinned on my blog if you want more

It was a Saturday afternoon and Y/N was in the school’s conservatory brewing her potion. She had a vial with a strand of her hair, 5 drops of blood, and a mandrake leaf that is soaked in her saliva from being in her mouth for a week. She went outside the conservatory to find the pot she left in the field to collect the rain water she needed, she adds the rain water into the vial and the mixture turns into a pale red color. The last step was to say an incantation and cast it on the vial.

“Animoza Espinoza” Y/N said and the potion turned into a dark wine red color, signaling is ready drink. Y/N drank the potion while she was outside in the field, she felt a little tingly, and started to get shorter. That’s when Y/N checked her reflection in glass of the conservatory. Y/N has turned into a (your hair color) cocker spaniel (or a cavalier king charles spaniel, your choice. I chose spaniels because their eyes are the first thing you notice). Y/N was loyal to her friends, happy-go-lucky, outgoing, and trustworthy, all traits of a dog. Her favorite classic Disney movie was Lady and the Tramp, so it made sense that she was turned into a spaniel.

“Oh my god, it worked!” Y/N said, but it came out as little barks. Great, I can’t transform back now because my body needs to get used in its animal form before transforming back. So how do I get to my dorm if I am a lap dog? I’ll just go to the art shed, I’m sure Xavier is still painting something. Y/N is now on her merry way to the art shed with her ears flapping in the wind. When she made it to the art shed, she heard Chase Atlantic playing, meaning he was still in there. Y/N scratched at the door first but apparently Xavier couldn’t hear it so then Y/N howled. If he doesn’t open this door for me, I swear I’m going to kill him! Y/N heard Xavier turn the volume down so she bowled again. That’s when Xavier opened the door and Y/N did a little bark.

“Hey little guy…are you lost?” Xavier asked. Y/N barked and began scratching at his leg. Xavier decided to pick her up. “My bad, little lady, you’re lady.” Xavier said, checking Y/N’s anatomy. “You Don’t have a collar on you, do you, lady? Did you escape or something?” Xavier asked, placing her onto his table and looking into Y/N’s eyes, “Your eyes are so familiar to me, you got human like eyes, little lady.” Xavier said. Y/N started sniffing around Xavier’s work place. When she reached the strong smell of acrylic paint, she sneezed 5 times and then rubbed her nose with her paw. God, I hate my allergies. “You a sneezy little lady, huh? I’m gonna name you Snuffles, that okay with you?”

“Yes!” Y/N barked and she licked his nose when he got close to her.

“Aww, Well aren’t you friendly? Come on, let’s go to my dorm, you can meet my friend Ajax, he probably waiting for me to play video games.” Xavier said. He took a hoodie that was on his chair and wrapped Y/N around it, carrying her. “Don’t want you getting cold now do we.” He entered the building and started walking to his dorm and when he opened the door, Ajax was on Xavier’s bed.

“Hey man, how did it go in the art shed? Painted a new portrait of Y/N?” Ajax asked and Y/N immediately lifted her head. Como dices que dijiste, Xavier painting a portrait of me, why? “Aww, you got a puppy! He’s so cute.” Ajax said as soon as he saw Y/N.

“The dog is a she and yeah, I found her outside my art shed. She’s cute, isn’t she?” Xavier said, placing Y/N on his bed and watching her smell it. Damn Xavier, you really need to wash this comforter, o sea no manches, mi pobre nariz está sufriendo.

“She is. Did you name her?” Ajax asked as he went to pet Y/N. Okay, fine, you’re allowed to pet me, but no belly scratches, that is a line we both don’t want you to cross.

“Yeah, she was sneezing in the art shed so I named her Snuffles. Isn’t that right, Snuffles.” Xavier said in the voice you use to speak to babies and cute animals. Y/N’s tail started wagging as she left Ajax to go to Xavier, earning pets from him.

“So what are you going to do about Snuffles? Like does she have her vaccinations, where is she going to do her business, what is she going to eat?” Ajax asked. Y/N was staring at him,. “Don’t look at me like that! Xavier, I swear Y/N looks at me the same way when I say something stupid.” Xavier then takes a closer look at Y/N.

“I guess Snuffles does look like Y/N a bit. The same color eyes, same color hair, but Y/N has cute little beauty marks on her face, her smile is so pretty too.” Xavier said. Y/N was so happy she was a dog because if not, she would be blushing. But her tail is wagging right now.

“When are you going to ask Y/N out? I’m positive she likes you too!” Ajax said. Y/N then nudged her head against Xavier’s hand. “See? Even snuffles wants you to ask her out.”

“I’ll ask her out when I see her, okay. I got a little lady to take care of, don’t I Snuffles?” Xavier asked hypothetically and again, Y/N wagged her tail (whenever I talk to my dog in a baby voice, she wags her tail, but I think that’s normal for all dogs) “You’re going to sleep with me tonight, yes you are. But you need food. I’ll just give you my food.”

“Too much human food means an upset stomach, especially in small dogs.” Ajax stated, Y/N looked at him. How do you know that?

“How do you know that, Ajax?” Xavier asked.

“My sister has a shih tzu okay, I visit her sometimes.” Ajax said. (I believe Ajax would have older sisters and younger sisters, which is why he seems very sensitive)

“Okay fine, I’ll just give her some of my food when I’m eating, can’t be that bad.” Xavier said.

As the day went on, Y/N received pets from Xavier, Ajax, and Enid. Enid even knitted her a cute doggie sweater. Xavier took Y/N for a walk so she can do her businesses, cleaned up after her, it was a very good day.

“Alright Snuffles, it’s time to go to bed, little lady.” Xavier said said as he got into bed and made space for Y/N to so she can crawl under the covers. Omg, he’s so warm. Y/N snuggles against him, the next morning when Xavier woke up, he saw Y/N next to him on bed BUT she had her clothes on from yesterday. “Y/N? What are you doing here?” Xavier said as he moved her.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you, yesterday I made a potion so I can shapeshift into an animal! But it reflects my personality so I ended up being a small dog which apparently you loved so much. I would have shifted back to human but it’s better to stay in animal form until you control it.” Y/N said.

“So you heard me say everything when you were Snuffles?” Xavier asked.

“Yep! So yes Xavier, I like you a lot too, and I would love to go out with you.” Y/N said.

“Okay, that’s great. I am so calling you Snuffles all the time now though.” Xavier said and Y/N covered her face. “Aww, don’t be embarrassed Snuffles.”

“Stop it!” Y/N warned Xavier. Xavier just laughed and hugged her.

“Come on, let’s go get something to eat.” Xavier said getting up from the bed.

The End

[thiscrimsonsoul]

Semi-Hiatus From 10/21 Until 10/28

{out of paprikash} Hello, everyone. I received some very bad family news early this morning. I'll elaborate more under a cut for those who want to know, since I know many people don't want to hear about personal issues on rp blogs, and that's totally okay. I want all my blogs to be safe spaces for everyone. But the upshot is, I may not have very much time to write in the upcoming week, so I'll only be working on blogs whose characters I have a lot of muse for. I’ll leave @tarnishedxknight open, since I have a lot of muse for those characters, and I might write my Resident Evil muses (@youmissedone, @checkxmaster, and @freewillacquired) on their scheduled Wednesday (10/25) if time/muse allows. All other blogs, I will likely skip this week.

It’s hard for me to gauge, because sometimes when I get very upset/stressed, I want to write as a comfort/escape, but at other times I can’t even make words. There may be days when I write a lot and others when I write nothing. I’m sorry for anyone waiting for a reply, but all of this was very unexpected. I’m going to say I’ll be back next Saturday (10/28), but if that changes I'll let you know. Thanks so much for understanding. In the meantime, I hope you all are doing well. <3

Alright so... I don't want to go into a lot of details and overshare and make people uncomfortable, so I'll just quickly summarize what's going on.

I have a very toxic grandmother (she's 93) that me and my dad share time with my aunt with. She lives with us for 6 months out of the year and with her for 6 months, in a 2-2-4-4 breakdown. My grandma is so damaging to the mental health of whoever is taking care of her, and she greatly limits your freedom and ability to have a life because she can't be left alone for very long at all which is hard to deal with with work and whatnot, so we have to share time to keep our mental health from getting too bad. She causes my dad and I anxiety, depression, etc., but I won't go into detail as to all the reasons why. It's... a long story.

Anyway, Halloween is our happy time of year, because we love the season, we do a lot for it, and grandma is gone from August to December. Well... my aunt called today. She was just diagnosed with cancer and will need various treatments, so she can't take care of grandma anymore. We are getting her back two months early, we have to take down all our decorations for Halloween (she's very Christian and hates it), and we've had to cancel all our plans for Halloween and my birthday (some of which we had tickets and reservations we can't get refunds for), because when she's here, we can't leave the house for very long or go very far.

So at the height of when we were at our happiest and ready for Halloween and whatever else, we have to suddenly kindof... shut it all down... and accept back into our lives before we're ready this toxic person we were supposed to have a break from. And there will be no more breaks in the future, that's the worst part. Well, my aunt having cancer is the worst part, but you know what I mean. It's just all been a shock for us in so many ways.

*sigh* So yeah. If you've read this far, thank you for caring enough to do so, you deserve all the good things and I hope they come to you. I'll be okay, I just have to process everything, accept my new normal, somehow get through it. And I have to hope my aunt will be okay, forget about Halloween, and forget anything else me and my dad wanted to do for the foreseeable future. I am also getting laid off soon, probably after next semester according to my boss, so I need to find a new job. With grandma living with us all the time and my dad needing help to take care of her, I am extremely limited by what jobs I can look for, so that's another big source of anxiety. I just have to find a way through this, because I don't have a choice.

Again, thanks for understanding, and hopefully I can sort through this all in my head, get done everything that needs to get done in the next few days, and be ready to come back to my regular rp schedule next weekend. But like I said, I'll let everyone know if that changes.

[elgascreamslikehell]

Fuck it Friday

Tagged by sweet @pirrusstuff but it's already Saturday at my place (and it was Saturday when i was tagged cause I'm in east Europe)) so I'm kinda late for this train and won't be tagging anyone but if you just want to share - plz share!

It's extra piece of the same story cause usually i share on Wednesdays and Sundays.

I use 'fuck' in the meaning of swearing deal with it but i suppose they should have some action somewhere in this story cause well it's time

Eddie wakes up from the smell of pancakes. It's strange. Carla is off today. And to be fair, not that she used to cook breakfast. Somebody broke into the house to make pancakes? Well, good idea, of course, the most probable version. He stands up. Runs a quick internal checklist, physically - more than fine, not even a sign of dizziness, and hey, he was drunk yesterday… oh god, yesterday. Did he do something he shouldn't do? It's a little cloudy in his head but it looks like he was nice. Too nice.  Okay, back to.. 'Eds, you're up? Breakfast!' It's Buck. Buck is a great cook but there's one issue. He's blind. Eddie walks to the kitchen and stands in the doorway 'Good morning. How are you feeling? Oh, Chris, you're already here. Good morning to you too' 'Fine. I'm fine. We cooked pancakes with Chris! So seat down', - Buck's face is so expressive. Now the expression is guilt. Why the hell can he feel guilty? 'Hi dad', - Chris is shining as a new quarter. So, they made it up apparently. That's nice: 'Buck taught me to make pancakes with maple syrup!' 'We don't have maple syrup' 'Yes. So that's a new recipe. Pancakes with maple syrup without any syrup. Anyway, did you know that real maple syrup is…' Eddie laughs. He loves Buck. Like… he knew it for a long time already but somehow it's not getting better, on the contrary, it's getting only worse. Maybe he should stop trying to fight it. And definitely he should talk to Eric. It's cruel. And generally wrong. Eddie can learn how to love him at some point but he would never be Buck.  How did he end up like this? Why? Maybe his parents were right, it's him. He is the problem.  On the other hand, he can learn to love Eric. Be in the relationship. And Eric loves him, so… It's stupid to stop living only because one person you need you just can't have. But he has Buck. Just… not in the way he wants. But he has Buck. They are friends. It's better than nothing, right? His fingers still recall Buck's skin. Invisible Lichtenberg figures. '...Eddie? You okay? Dizziness? Head? What's wrong? Chris, bring my phone please, I need to..' 'I'm fine. Sorry, guys. Just thinking. No need to call anyone. And please, stop waiting for me to die eventually, it was a mild concussion and I'm fine!' 'Yes, but..', - how does he manage to have so many expressions on his face without eyes. And hell how much Eddie misses these eyes  'Forget it. Breakfast, getting ready, school then hospital' Then Natalia takes you away from me.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. And Buck smiles. His smile is as wide as a crack in Eddie's heart but he promises himself he doesn't have one.

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[terraliensvent]

Cass here. (From the screenshots)

Normally I’m all for not like. Putting 100% faith in mods of CS, but y’all need to lighten the fuck up. We already know it’s not ALL finals. They said that. They said that they have some personal business to address and that they ALSO have finals. Like come on. It’s final season. I know some of y’all aren’t in college because you’re like, 8, but finals typically happen in the span of an entire season. They don’t all happen at once, but rather within a few months. That’s why mods have to crack down and study, because you know, they have a life and priorities outside of a CS.

Not saying I 100% believe it either, but we need to be realistic and stop assuming the absolute worst just because we’re frustrated. It seems to me that at least Tycho wants things to change and is trying to make that happen. Whatever personal business the mods are dealing with though is important and based on my conversation with them today we’ll have some kind of answer by the end of the day, wether it actually give us any info or not. And if it doesn’t, you bet I’ll be the first to say something.

We’re too quick to vilify some of these mods. Yes the staff MYOs are getting out of hand and they need to step it up with the trait sheets, but do y’all really have nothing better to do on a Saturday than be mad on a drama blog? Idk.

Mod, I look forward to seeing what you and Tycho talked about. They’re very open to new ideas and are by far my favorite mod to chat with. At least you can tell that they care and want to do something. It’s a breath of fresh air compared to what we’ve been getting. Look at what voicing your opinion respectfully does? It gets you answers. We’d still be in the dark if someone hadn’t asked what was going on. (Shoutout to them, I can’t recall who) and you’d all still be mad and speculating over nothing.

It seems like if you’re respectful, the mods will at least hear you out. Especially Tycho. Let’s try and have some class, because let’s be honest— this whole “show” everyone is ready for will probably be a small bump at best, and everyone will go back to hoarding and being whales.

there are some points on here i agree with, and some im a bit hesitant with. im also trying to be a bit more careful with what i say in asks right now considering current circumstances

i think people have a right to be irritated with things, and i also think people have a right to voice things without being tone policed

the bottom line is there are some terra staff who are really rude and who people are less comfortable giving critique to, as well as the fact that there are a lot of people in terras who like to jump down the throats of people who have negative things to say, lots of people in terras have a very toxic positivity mindset

i will say though talking with tycho feels really productive, i plan to make a (hopefully not too big) post going over some of the stuff i brought up and some of the stuff they mention as well so itll hopefully reassure some of you so to you anons please hold off on your asks for a little bit

[boundless-ut]

📢 Saturday Update!

...so that visual update still isn't quite ready yet. I'm still working on it but moving to Godot means my workflow for creating levels also needs to change! That's taking a little longer than I'd like to adjust to but I think I've just about gotten the hang of it! Beyond just visuals though, this MEGA UPDATE is going to introduce some new and restored systems from the Unity build.

But it's been three weeks. Three whole weeks without a visual update. Since I'd prefer to break this streak above anything else, here's something else...

In the background of everything, I've been working on some redesigns of the cast! One of the earliest antagonists introduced was Candlevera, a mysterious flaming skeleton. Well, his design has received a bit of an update (Left: Old design / Right: New design!)

Setting up his character sprite in game will probably also be a big 'visual update' as I'll have to update my current animation system. It'll be fun to see him in action once he's set up, so I'm excited to get to work on him!

🔖 Twitter || BlueSky || Main Blog || Questions? (Love to hear feedback!)

[a-tale-never-told]

Historical Document#2: The Stasi Biography.

//Greetings everyone, this is Mod Sam. I present to you the second history review of the bunch, the Stasi review. Now I'm pretty sure that most of you were expecting this review instead of the Soviet one, given that the Stasi are currently the biggest threat to the blog as of this season, It would make sense to do an analysis on them and what their tactics and operations are. But due to my poor organizational skills, I instead did the Soviet one first, and that review was... disappointing to say the least, but now I understand why it wasn't as successful: it wasn't relevant to the main story yet.

//That's certainly not to say every historical post should be connected to the story, but given the stakes that we have now, it makes perfect sense to talk about them now and explain why they are so dangerous. How I didn't recognize that earlier is beyond me.

//But anyway, I think I did slightly better here in comparison to the last review, where it got way too overcomplicated for anyone to understand, aside from a few aspects. But I think I managed to make it understandable enough for you guys to understand. An added bonus is that the review is shorter, thus you don't have to spend hours reading it, so that's a drastic improvement.

//Given that I've seen a lot of Stasi-related asks during the story, consider this a firsthand survival guide on the Stasi, and what they do exactly firsthand. Consider them a more terrifying version of the KGB and the North Japanese secret police force, at least for now.

//I just want to apologize for the lack of activity on this blog for a while, aside from answering asks and me complaining. I've calmed down since the last time I made that rant, and I eventually realized that I need to take it easy with you guys and not force you because if there is anything people don't like, it's being told what to do, and I feel ashamed that I tried to do that. I hope you all can accept my forgiveness and just no that I meant no ill intentions towards you guys. I was just... so stressed that day and I pretty much lost it.

//But besides that, I'm ready to possibly get back into the story. If all goes to plan, I should have the next story chapter by around Friday or Saturday at the latest. But in the meantime, you have this file to occupy your attention while I start working on the next chapter, so be vigilant for a new chapter coming out soon.

//To close this post off, let me show you the ID card of Vladimir Putin while he was in the Stasi. And before you ask, yes, this is 100% real and accurate, this was actually what he looked like when he was younger. Viewer discretion is advised.

//At the very least, he had some hair, so I'll give him that.

//This shall probably be the last historical post I do for now, as I prefer to continue working on the story since these posts aren't going to really matter to anyone unless we focus on the actual plot itself. I know I just said that before, but I wanted to add more context as to why. Plus, it's pretty much a slog for me to write these long essays in Google Docs since I highly doubt anyone here reads a Google Doc for a review. Still, though, I hope you enjoyed these reviews as that's all you're going to get untill the end of this arc or even the season, it's up to my own volition on how I shall conduct this type of strategy.

//This is Mod Sam from A Tale Never Told, signing out for now. Have a great rest of the day everyone ^^.

[clatoera]

Have tomorrow off so I’m probably going to now reread your fic from start. Again.

I have read this thing an insane amount of times in the short month I found it.

Currently also in a Broadway/Musical kick so…

So because when I was scrolling Instagram a while ago a song popped up that is essentially Cato in his arena. Lonely King by CH5. I literally listened to the song while reading his chapter and well, I think it fits. I have no idea or context where this song is from but listen to it if you get a chance!

Also Ruthlessness from the EPIC musical by Jorge Rivera-Herrans is such a Clove and Cato song. Probably all of the Career Victors, but mainly these two.

Finnick during his arena is Get in the Water from EPIC the musical. Because the baby boy was Poseidon in his arena with his trident. I really love this musical. My Greek mythology nerd self is obsessed with this concept musical.

Also him and Annie are Wild Uncharted Waters from the new Little Mermaid. She snuck up on him and now he is ready to die for her. I’ve abused the repeat button for this song.

Glimmer definitely makes me think of All You Wanna Do from Six the Musical and She Used to be Mine from Waitress. Just baby girl.

Marvel has anything from the Greatest Showman movie because hello he is the Greatest Showman. Also Lay All Your Love on Me from Mama Mia movie. He’s waiting for Glimmer to make the first move.

Their combined song is Do I Love You Because You're Beautiful from Brandy’s Cinderella.

Hope you are doing well.

Hi friend! This was so funny to see considering I ..dead ass have a degree in musical theater. Like I double majored in college in molecular biochemistry and musical theater, so this cracked me tf up to see.

I won't unpack too much of your song opinions for them because they're yours and I don't know a ton of them, however, I can agree to the glimmer ones only because they were on a medley I did in college for a showcase inspired by wronged women, which also included Cabaret and some others but. I totally agree to that and thought the one from Six was her a LOT actually, like every time i hear it.

The little mermaid song cracks me up because they could have JUST used Her Voice from The Broadway Musical but they chose to like..write an off version of it for that original song nomination.

But I will give a shameless little plug, if you like musicals and mythology, I'd like to recommend Hadestown. My main blog is a Hadestown blog which i've run for 4 years, I've written over a hundred fics for it, but also, i'm driving down to the city to see it with some friends (I made via tumblr!) for the literal 28th time Saturday. It's literally the most beautiful piece of theater I have ever seen. 10/10 recommend if you like musicals and mythology.

okay end post

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 3099

if someone wants to give my blog a crab army, i would not object.

anyway, today was a big day. i got up early, worked, worked out with nancy that i'll now be coming to them earlier on saturdays, picked up lunch, went back to joel's to pack and eat, left to go to the airport in boston, picked up james, realized the sumner tunnel was closed for construction so we had to take a detour which was traffic-logged and miserable, so we went north to go southwest to get back home. we stopped at the chocolate shop and the whop for dinner before making the way back to the house so we could sit and eat. james is home and safe and i am tired as fuck and i still had dinner three times. would that count as three meals? hm.

oh well. at least i get to see joel again tomorrow - it's a big fight day for our campaign and im both excited and indifferent. probably because i'm exhausted.

and my feet hurt from the new shoes - because of the weird dimensions of my feet, i have to let the laces be looser than i wanted them to be, and there isn't enough arch support to keep my foot without pain.

i'm ready to not be pain.

and i'm wanting to see the joel. he was very affectionate today, so i am wishing for more affection tomorrow. i'm also hoping my paycheck gets deposited soon. and i gotta fill out my hours sheet.

but the good news is mom and i worked on my résumé today and it's significantly better than it was before or how it could have been. thanks to analytics, i can now see my success as a tutor, yknow? i can see those numbers.

i need to set aside time to talk to the new tutors to show them the ropes and stuff. sheesh. when did i become the tutoring department parent? 🤣

[unrequited-words]

I posted 90 times in 2022

That's 26 more posts than 2021!

18 posts created (20%)

72 posts reblogged (80%)

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I tagged 17 of my posts in 2022

#personal - 17 posts

#mine - 17 posts

#s - 17 posts

#my zod - 3 posts

#baby ogaard 😍 - 1 post

#astrid pamela - 1 post

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Longest Tag: 28 characters

#this baby truly is a miracle

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I haven’t written here in God knows how long. Nothing much has changed. Still at the same job. I make a little more. I pay for everything. Hes still a stay at home dad and work for him is slow. On his line of work he doesn’t make what he should and the job market is fucking trash. I’ve seen it. He’s still looking for work. I realized when I wrote that post back in March of last year he wasn’t cheating then (dirty texting) it started in February.

His first wife who he was in contact with sent him dirty pictures. I looked at the date and it was when I was asleep at four am. I woke up two and a half hours later and got ready for work. I know it was a Saturday. It doesn’t punch me in the gut like it did when I first found out, but it’s still sad that he has a women next to him (me), a brand new baba, and yet he’s dirty texting his first wife while swapping dick pics.

Maybe it was my temper, or because we had fucked? Who knows, it was 18 months ago and I don’t remember. I don’t know why I’m writing this now.

Our kid is two, and she is growing. That’s beside the point. The point is, why do guys cheat even if they have a woman next to them? Sure it’s just dirty pictures and they aren’t fucking, but they might as well be.

He’s sleeping currently. I made him dinner and it’s on his desk cold. I’m thankful for how he helps and I do love him. I just hope I don’t end up being a single mom doing it on my own.

It’s almost six pm and the baby is watching paw patrol. She really likes it. She hasn’t napped at all today and probably won’t. Hopefully I can go to bed in the next four hours so I can get ready for work tomorrow. He may help his brother paint tomorrow. If he does, I have to figure out how I can work a full eight hours with a two year old. I won’t bring this up to him. I’m just like wow he was doing this while I was working.

He was probably drinking vodka at the time which mind you I paid for. I’ve been paying for everything for the last two years. Since he became a stay at home dad in November of 2020. I can do it on my own if I wanted to.

I worked out earlier because he said he was going to. I know I’m a fucking fat loser with no prospects and that’s probably why he cheated because I mumble under my breath and I’m difficult to live with. I don’t speak to anybody except him and two girlfriends who pretty much don’t speak to me unless they text first.

I’ve given up everything to move here and it’s much better than Vegas but is this what I get? I don’t mean to play the victim and there is his side… I’m working at a job I’m starting to hate, never leaving the house unless it’s for groceries and I basically live at home.

I’m happy I have a kid but not happy I got cheated on even if he doesn’t think so. I’ll probably delete this but when he drinks vodka I’m on edge. Will he pass out? Whose watching the kid? It’s this way when I’m working. It’s very fucking stressful and it’s been this way since he stopped working due to his anxiety. He stopped drinking vodka and started on beer but he said to grab wine for me and a bottle for him. It also helps to clean the heads of his vaping which I use too and I KNEW if I got it he’d drink it. I got it Tuesday and the bottle is almost gone.

It doesn’t matter. I’m in a rut and fucking sad. I don’t talk to anybody about it because I trust nobody. I keep to myself. I post pictures of my kid doing cute shit on SM. Other than that I don’t exist. I’ve been here two years and still haven’t had a vacation. I can’t afford it. With the PTO I do have it’s used for being sick. I currently have 14 hours and we can use unpaid work points which I have but I can’t afford that.

Sorry to ramble. I’m just really sad about this shitshow I’ve created and choose to stay on. Not a shitshow I don’t understand why he dirty texted her and I don’t want to have that conversation with him because I don’t have the emotional energy or time to argue. It’ll come down to why are you going through my phone? I wanted photos of my kid that he took, and yet I stumble across p u s s y pictures that are still backed up on your google photos?

Yet, I’m the c u n t if I bring it up. I know I’m playing the victim I’m just like why would you do this when your second wife fucked other dudes and you found out just like I found out. Sure you have kids with her but I’m in the same boat. Just like you I got cheated on except you didn’t fuck the bitch who you sent dick pics to. What’s ironic is the time stamp when I found out her sent his dick pics to her. It was right before I got on my last break.

How is that okay? How are you okay sending dick pics and have your gf who has your kid walk out of her work area and will ask how are you? Do you need anything?

I’m such a fun c k i n g cuck 😒

To be continued

3 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

#4

Fuck, I’m tired. Slept like shit again. Baby woke up one time at six. Finally around 6:40 when my alarm went off. I checked up on her, made coffee and went to work. She’s napping and I’m betting you money she will be up in the next 90 minutes and I don’t get a nap in. Her dad is napping. 87 minutes to go.

Fuck I’m tired 🥱

4 notes - Posted August 15, 2022

#3

When did my tiny 31 weeker turn into this giant two year old 🥹

4 notes - Posted December 13, 2022

#2

There is this game that came out in 2019 called days gone. Husband is playing it and it’s a mix of red dead redemption and GTA 5

It does NOT disappoint.

Minus whoever TF are these writers of the main character did a fucking hack job

And yes, I’m still drunk 🤣

4 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I finally fell asleep around two this morning. The baby woke up around nine and I finally got up (my day off) currently soaking some dishes, the laundry is almost washed and I don’t really feel as hung over as I did when I woke up last night.

This cold is on the tail end as my nose won’t stop running. The fevers are still steady at 99° and no matter the Tylenol, vitamins etc it won’t go away.

My boss messaged me on teams and said I am bonusing on this check again, and it’s more than last month by 10.00 which is fantastic.

We are still working on potty training, and she is still scared of the potty. Maybe by seven she will be fully potty trained 🙄

I had some coffee this morning, but I should just stick to water. My stomach needs to heal from all the alcohol and acid it currently has in it

I can’t wait for naptime later. It’s not even 11 😫

5 notes - Posted November 17, 2022

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The Sunday Salon is a Facebook group that has become an informal week-in-review gathering place for bloggers. It is also a place to share our thoughts about things of a bookish nature. You can also link up weekly on Readerbuzz. The Sunday Post is a weekly meme hosted by Kimberly @ Caffeinated Book Reviewer ~ It’s a chance to share news~ A post to recap the past week on your blog, showcase books and things we have received, and share news about what is coming up on our blog for the week ahead. HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE! It was a typical week around here of reading, writing reviews, and organizing book tours. The grandchildren had some fun this week. While Charlotte didn't enjoy playing soccer, and I thought she had quit, her parents made her complete the season and she looks pretty darn happy to get that medal and cookie. We will have to see what next year brings. While the game was going on it looks like our new walker/climber Athena did some exploring. Never fear, Daddy was nearby. Friday night Kaden had a home game and he had all kinds of family there to watch. Thomas was so excited to see his cousin Kaden play. He even leaned over the fence to talk to a couple of other players. Charlotte was a little social butterfly making friends with others in the stands. It was another blowout 57 - 13 raising the team's ranking to #1 in their conference. The other team's scores came after the starters were taken out. The clock also doesn't stop after 1 team is more than 35 points ahead so it was a fast game. Kaden was double-teamed any time he was in the game. I love the pictures Mr. Dollycas and his dad took showing that old intensity is back and hopefully, the concussions are in the rearview mirror. Then on Saturday, we were out the door to go watch Remi play at home when I took a little tumble. Sorry if you felt the earth move. My face/head made contact with the lowest step and my bad knee took the brunt of the fall. Thankfully, I didn't break my glasses but the bridge of my nose hurts along with my knee. I have a scratch on my face and may end up with a black eye. The only blood seen was from one of my fingers. I will probably have aches and pains this week but I will be ready for more football by the weekend. Thanks to Remi's dad I did get some pictures. They won 34 - 16. Per his dad, the whole team looked great and Remi made some nice tackles. Remi always wants to play more but with the combination of the 6th grade with the 7th grade team, the older boys do play more, plus they have several more games to play. I spent yesterday here at my desk but am looking forward to finishing this post and relaxing with a book. How was your week?  Weekly Rewind - September 16 - 21, 2024 Monday - My Reading Itinerary Monday! – Week #38 – 2024 Tuesday - Special Guest – Michael Rands – One of the Authors of Crime & Culpability: A Jane Austen Mystery Anthology #AuthorGuestPost #Giveaway – Great Escapes Book Tour Wednesday - Cozy Wednesday – Murder at the Pumpkin Pageant (A Beacon Bakeshop Mystery) by Darci Hannah #Review / #Giveaway @authordarcihannah @KensingtonBooks Thursday - Halloween Parade Peril: A British Cozy Murder Mystery with a Female Amateur Sleuth (A Dotty Sayers Antique Mystery) by Victoria Tait #Review / #Giveaway – Great Escapes Book Tour @victoriataitauthor Friday - Murder Buys a One-Way Ticket (A Jaine Austen Mystery) by Laura Levine #Spotlight / #Giveaway @KensingtonBooks @LauraLevineBooks Saturday - Apple Dumpling Murder: Paranormal Cozy Mystery (Christmas Catastrophe Mysteries) by Trixie Silvertale #Spotlight / #Giveaway – Great Escapes Book Tour @trixiesilvertale I haven't checked in the books that arrived this week yet. I will share them next week. Happy Reading! Your Escape Into A Good Book Travel Agent Read the full article