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wisewidow · 4 years ago

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Hello, Your Parents Want Me To Have Your Babies

PAIRING: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

SUMMARY: Melina, my workplace’s neighbour, wants to set me up with her daughter.

I'd only ever hear about Natasha every couple of weeks, when her adoptive father, the mechanic that owned the garage workshop beside my father's cafe slash bar, met up with my uncle for beers one day last year. Ever since then, our families have been loosely intertwined, friendly but not too close. Alexei fixed my mom's wrecked car for a cheap price, in return I let his youngest daughter Yelena have free coffees whenever she pops over.

From what my father told me, Alexei's entire family, including his wife, were all involved in the family business of repairing cars, except for his eldest daughter: Natasha, who turned out to be an FBI agent living in Quantico. Dad says they're proud of her but they miss her.

"(Y/N)," my brother calls from the kitchen. I put down my phone and find him balancing three plates of sandwiches and a salad in his spindly arms.

He opens his mouth to explain the orders, but I cut him off.

"Alexei," I say, pointing to the bacon and egg sandwich. "A salad for Melina. The tuna and tomato roll is Yelena's. Did they want drinks?"

Peter nods. "Four coffees and a large bottle of water, they already have them."

I ruffle his hair to thank him and grab the plates, balancing the third on my forearm until I can place it on a tray. I carry it outside, years of waitressing practice keeping it balanced, and head towards the garage.

"Melina?" I call. Moments later the raven haired woman slips out of the office and smiles. She yells something in Russian that causes Yelena to slide out from under a silver BMW, covered in black grease. Alexei appears moments later wielding a spanner.

They hound me for their orders, gratefully patting my shoulder and carrying their food away to their separate stations. Yelena disappears into the shadows with her sandwich, and her father to his desk, but Melina simply brightens and says, "(Y/N), have you heard? Natalia is visiting."

"Yes!" Alexei yells around a mouthful of bread. "Family, reunion! Grandbabies!"

Melina hisses something in their mother tongue. I laugh, and then ask if Natasha was bringing her kids, though I wasn't aware she had any.

"He means nothing of it, Natalia is focused on work at the moment. Too focused, I think. No babies. No partner."

"Tell her about her penthouse!" Alexei encourages.

Melina flaps a hand at him in irritation. "Yes, well, she has broken up with Bruce, the shy scientist from work. And then Sharon, charming field operative, also from work. And now she refuses to date. Because of work."

I chuckle nervously. "Where are you going with this?"

Melina smiles innocently. "Nowhere. What happened to your last girlfriend, again? Your father mentioned something about . . ." The look in her eyes is enough to egg me on, though the subject is one I rarely speak of these days.

Rubbing the back of my neck, I say, "Carol left to travel Europe."

"Shame," she nods sympathetically. "You don't seem bothered. Are you not looking for a relationship?"

"Not actively, but I'm sure another troublemaker will find me. I don't have a good track record of steady relationships," I admit.

"Neither does Natalia!" Alexei shouts.

"Oh!" I say. "Does she want Carol's number? Or my friend Harley, she's not looking for commitment."

Yelena snickers. Alexei frowns. Melina chuckles. "No, no, Natalia needs someone she doesn't work with, and you need someone serious, and we need grandbabies before we die, since Yelena neglects it."

I flush a bright red. "Grandb— I'm— okay, first of all, neither of us have the equipment for that—"

"Neither did Dad," Yelena pipes up, referring to the fact that she and her sister were adopted.

"Hey!"

"(Y/N)!" Peter calls, rounding the corner. "Ned's coming over to pick me up, we need to finish our physics project. Uncle Ben should be here soon, can you manage the bar until he gets here?"

I jump onto the excuse and yell back affirmation, say a quick goodbye to Melina before speed-walking back to the cafe.

Peter leaves with Ned soon after, and Ben arrives at around the same time. I move to the kitchens while he takes over serving our regulars, as he's friendlier with them than me.

I work on making more sandwiches and tapas meals until four, when my shift ends. I kiss Uncle Ben on the cheek and head home.

The smell of paprikash greets me as I unlock the door to my apartment, which I guess means that my roommate is home. I call out a hello to her and head to the shower.

I groan happily as the hot water rains down on my front. I close my eyes and lean my head back, thinking over how strange the day had been, and lose myself in a trance of relaxation.

"(Y/N/N)!" Wanda barges in. I jump and almost slip grabbing the shower curtain to cover my body as I peek out at her.

"I'm naked," I hiss.

She ignores me and holds up two clothes hangers. "Pantsuit or dress?"

I push my wet hair out of my face. "Uh, are you bar-hopping with Vision or going to a family dinner?"

"Get together with some friends," she explains. "Vis, Sam, Steve and some guy named Bucky who I'm informed we're supposed to be pretending Steve isn't in love with, do you know him?"

"Nope."

"Okay, well, he's bringing some friends, so I'm bringing you. Don't make that face, you know almost everyone."

"I don't feel like getting drunk," I complain.

"Good! You can be the designated driver. Pantsuit or dress?"

Grumbling, I tell her, "Dress."

"Okay, thanks, you wear the pantsuit, be ready by seven. May the Force be with you!"

She ducks as I throw my shampoo bottle at her. We bicker and mock and tease as I pat myself dry and she changes into the scarlet dress. While she braids her hair, I carefully slip into the navy and white striped pantsuit, and we move into her bedroom to make use of her vanity, since the sun's lowering position in the sky shone straight into the window while my room would be encased in dimness by now. I sit in the chair and she leans over me, brushing her eyelashes with delicate mascara. We fall into our normal going-out-getting-ready rhythm, periodically handing each other different brushes, comparing lipstick shades, and commenting on our days. She tells me about her brother's latest shenanigans and I make the grave mistake of commenting on Melina's attempted set-up earlier today, much to Wanda's entertainment. The two had never met but they both shared the pure ecstasy that came with matchmaking involving me.

"Do you think she's pretty?" Wanda wonders.

"I've seen photos," I shrug. "She's a redhead. Yelena says she changes hairstyles often."

"That doesn't answer my question! Pretty redhead or no?"

"They were baby photos, Wanda! I didn't have an opinion on her looks past the Wonder Woman pajamas."

She hums, and turns to draw a small heart under my left eye with her gel liner pen. "It would be nice if you wound up with her, but if you do fall madly in love with her beautiful red locks and decide to move to Washington to marry her and have her babies, I will murder you. You pay your rent on time and you're fun and please, please do not make me move back in with my brother."

"Why does everyone keep bringing up babies?" I yell.

An hour later we're pulling up to the bar in the back of a cab arguing about getting a cat. The debate of whose bathroom would host the litter tray is interrupted by Wanda spotting Vision through the window and quickly smacking my arm and hissing at me to hurry up and pay so she can sneak in and scare him. Unfortunately, I can't locate my purse inside my bag.

"(Y/N), (Y/N), go, go, go . . ."

"Wanda, Wanda, going, going, going . . . Aha!" I pay the driver and find myself being ushered inside before I can put my purse back in my bag.

Sam, a friend of Wanda's from college, ends up foiling her evil master plan by pointing her out as soon as she walks in the door. Vision, being a good sport, pretends to be startled when she yells "BOO!" in his ear. As she cackles manically before sliding into the chair beside him, I notice the only free space is by the pretty blonde woman beside a man with brown hair pulled into a bun.

"Oh, look who I dragged out with me!" Wanda exclaims, taking a sip of Vision's drink and making a grand gesture with her hands. "(Y/N)!"

I'm greeted with a chorus of hello's. I bow and grin as I sit by the woman and offer a polite smile. Steve leans over points to the brunet man. "This is Bucky, we were close as friends. As kids. We were close as friends, when we were kids."

Sam snorts into his beer.

Steve clears his throat awkwardly. "And this is his partner from work, Nat."

I get a closer inspection and my eyes widen in shock. "Natalia?"

"Her name is Natasha." Steve corrects.

"I thought her name was Natalie?" Vision frowns.

"She goes by Nat, who cares?" Sam shrugs.

"Natalia Alianovna Romanova?" Wanda yelps. "(Y/N)! You didn't tell me this was the Natalia!"

"The what? I— Do I know you two?" Natasha asks, bewildered.

"Not me!" Wanda says, and then makes a motion for zipping her lips shut.

Everyone turns to me. I chuckle nervously. "I should probably explain. Hi, I'm (Y/N), your parents want me to have your babies."

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x y/n #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff oneshot #natasha romanoff fluff

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trilliastra · 4 years ago

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[*drops a sterek fic after two years and runs away to hide*]

It’s all Cora’s fault and Derek will remain of the opinion that his life only went downhill the moment his little sister was born.

It starts with Sara, his sister’s friend, whose boyfriend turned out to be a jerk and would not let her inside his apartment to collect her things unless she took him back. And Cora volunteered Derek to help.

Derek didn’t really mind it at first, Sara only needed a guy to look strong (which he is), angry (which he was) and able to carry her stuff from place a to place b (which he did). But some weeks later Sara met a friend with an equally stupid boyfriend and said friend had another friend and then Laura heard about it and it suddenly became a thing.

Georgia, Nelly, Carmen, Lola.

Isaac.

“I could help, you know?” Derek had said after the fifth time he noticed the blossoming purple bruises on the back of Isaac’s neck, his scrapped knuckles. “If you need to get rid of your –” he lowered his voice, “boyfriend.”

Isaac had looked at him, wide eyed, before he confessed he isn’t gay and the problem was actually his dad. “Oh,” Derek had said, thinking for a moment before adding, “I could help with that, too.”

Turns out Derek’s intimidation skills were lacking when compared to his own father’s.

“You’re doing a really nice thing, Derek.” Isaac says one night, helping him with his hand. Asshole boyfriend of the night thought he could bag a few punches before letting Phill grab his laptop back. Derek was faster, and stronger.

Isaac moved in with him and Boyd two weeks after his dad was sentenced. He didn’t want to, at first, was still incredibly shy and scared of everything, including Derek, but he opened up to Boyd pretty quickly. Despite his built (and the fact he can bench press three times his own weight), Boyd is the softest person Derek has ever met.

“Sure.” Derek sighs.

“But?” He asks and Derek sighs again, looks away when Boyd walks into the room.

“I had a date.” Derek confesses and Boyd whistles in sympathy.

“How many times has it been, again?”

“Three.” Derek winces when Isaac presses the antiseptic over the cut. “I’m – I really like him.”

“You could just tell him.” Isaac says. “He’s a cool guy, I guess.” He shrugs, smiling. “Sometimes he’s an asshole. But not in a bad way.”

Derek huffs out a laugh. “Yeah.”

Stiles is an asshole, he likes teasing Derek when they are discussing ethics in the workplace and every way capitalism is stepping over immigrants, they banter and they quote books back and forth and while some people (his sisters) roll their eyes when Derek brings up some history fact, Stiles nods along, brings up another history fact that Derek didn’t know (or sometimes pretends not to know, just to hear Stiles talking about it), hands moving around as he explains his point or badmouths a historic figure that owned so much money ‘their great-great-grandkids are still swimming in the gold they stole from the natives’.

Derek is in love.

“What did you tell him this time?” Boyd asks, munching on his chips. He shakes the bag in front of them and while Derek takes a couple, Isaac shakes his head, still not used to being allowed good things.

Some memories are hard to forget.

“That my mom had stopped by to visit.” Derek says. He hates lying, he is not even good at it. The first time he tried to tell Stiles he looked like a wet cat after he got caught up in the rain, white shirt sticking to his chest, Derek’s cheeks had gotten so red, Stiles asked him if he was okay.

“Dude.” Isaac says, shaking his head in disappointment as he finishes bandaging Derek’s hand.

“I know.” Derek gives back, collapsing on his bed with a groan.

This is all Cora’s fault.

Okay. Stiles texts back when Derek has to postpone their date again. Derek can feel the disappointment through the message, mirroring his own feelings.

How about tomorrow night? Derek tries, stares at his phone for minutes until he realizes Stiles probably won’t text him back.

“Please.” Maria says, holding her cat with a bright smile as they talk in front of a coffee shop. She is trying to convince him to accept a coffee and Derek is trying to convince her he doesn’t need it. “How can I thank you?”

Derek sighs. “I didn’t do anything.” And it is true, her boyfriend wasn’t working when they arrived at the coffee shop and when they opened the door of the apartment upstairs, it was empty save for the cat that Maria is currently hugging.

“You were there for me.” She smiles, tucking her hair behind her ear and Derek already knows what’s coming.

It’s not the first time, probably won’t be the last. He has been invited for ‘thank you’ coffees, dinners, sex. It never felt right, though. Not with the guys, and especially not with the girls.

Sorry. He always says. Some of them are attractive, he supposes, but he was, and still is, very much gay.

“I’m—” he starts, but Maria’s eyes widen and when Derek turns around, a guy is stalking towards them, eyebrows furrowed in anger.

“You bitch!” He shouts, startling most of the costumers inside and the shop and the people walking around the street. “What are you doing?”

“Taking my cat back!” She yells back and Derek steps closer, eyeing the guy’s fists as he starts to shake with anger.

The guy notices his move and turns his glare to him. “And who the fuck are you?”

Before Derek can answer, Maria chimes in. “My boyfriend.”

“What the fuck?” It takes Derek a second to realize the words didn’t come from him, but from someone in the crowd, one of the onlookers that gathered around them to watch the scene unfold.

Two seconds after that, Derek realizes the person talking was Stiles.

That explains a lot. It’s the last message Stiles sends him before blocking his number.

Derek tries to call, talk to him after class, but his friends keep him away, Lydia going as far as brandishing a can of pepper spray in front of him, eyes shining with an unspoken threat.

“You should follow him to his dorm.” Isaac offers, weakly.

“Creeps do that.” Derek says. “I don’t want to be more of an asshole than I already am.”

“You’re not an asshole.” Isaac says, clasping his shoulder in sympathy. “I could – talk to him? If you want?” The offer makes Derek smile, touched. Isaac is still extremely shy in front of strangers, but just the fact that he considered doing it for him is enough.

“It’s fine.” Derek says. It isn’t fine, and they both know it, but he will pull through. Eventually. “It wasn’t meant to be.”

It’s harder that Derek anticipated, seeing Stiles during classes and not being able to talk to him, to tease him when Mrs. Schilder glares at him for using a pun that makes the entire room burst out laughing from second-hand embarrassment.

He is beautiful, Derek thinks at least ten times a day, and smart and kind and funny and Derek could see them being together for a long time, falling deeper in love as the time passes.

He should be used to not having good things. He grew up as a middle child, as a gay teenager in a small town where some boys were so far deep in the closet, they couldn’t find their way out, he should be used to not keeping the things he likes.

So why does it hurt so much?

“Derek—”

“No.”

“She needs—”

“Call someone else.”

“You are really going to leave her—”

Derek slams his book shut, kicks his chair back as he stands up. Cora’s eyes widen when someone tells him to be quiet and Derek simply ignores them. “I need to study for a test. Call someone else.”

Helping someone should feel good, it should make him happy, not feel like a burden. He is more than an angry guy with a strong body. He doesn’t even like confrontation. He started working out to burn his energy, to let out some of this anger that he’s been constantly carrying inside and he kept working out because he enjoyed it and now – now even that is ruined.

“Why are you being so selfish?” She asks and Derek knows, deep inside, that she doesn’t mean it like that, that she’s just as angry as him, humiliated by the fact he’s calling her out in the middle of the library. Still, that doesn’t matter now. Now, Derek is angry and sad and done.

“Fuck you.” He says and walks away.

His initial plan was to make it to his apartment, bury himself under the covers and not leave his room until his mother comes to give him an earful. Because she will, undoubtedly, when Cora tells her about it.

But Derek doesn’t make it to his apartment, he doesn’t even make it outside the library, simply makes a u-turn and heads for the dark zone, a space under the stairs leading to the storeroom where couples usually go to make out. There, he collapses on the ground, taking deep breaths, and buries his face in his hands.

This has been a long time coming, he thinks. He’s been on the edge for a while. This entire experience has made him remember how awful it was to pretend to be someone he wasn’t, to be only liked for his body or for his ability to pass the answers to the test without the teacher seeing him.

Some memories are hard to forget.

“Are you okay?” Derek flinches, surprised to hear Stiles’ voice. “Oh,” Stiles whispers, noticing Derek’s red eyes, the tears streaming down his face, “bad day, huh?”

“She was not my girlfriend.” Derek blurts out, head a mess of emotions: fear, anger, loneliness, regret.

“Dude,” Stiles frowns, confused, “I know Cora is your sister.”

“No.” Derek shakes his head, frantic. “The other day, at the coffee shop. I was helping her with her ex-boyfriend, I do that sometimes. He— he was an asshole and she needed help getting her cat back and I look strong and I know how to –”

“Woah, woah, slow down.” Stiles raises his hands, alarmed, and Derek realizes his own hands are shaking and he can’t breathe. “In and out,” Stiles whispers, “can I—can I touch you?”

Derek shakes his head, focusing on his breath. Panic attack, he remembers, suffocating. No touching. “Okay,” Stiles agrees, easily, “should I keep talking?” Derek shakes his head again, keeps his eyes on his hands. Talking is too much, listening is too much, breathing is too much. “Do you want me to leave?”

“No.” Derek manages to gasp. He doesn’t want to be alone.

Stiles nods, leans against the wall next to Derek and starts fiddling with his shoelaces, twirling them around wordlessly. Derek doesn’t know how much time it passes, but he keeps watching Stiles’ fingers moving distractedly, patiently waiting for him. With him.

“I’m sorry.” Derek manages to say, eventually.

Stiles sighs. “I know.” He closes his own eyes before turning to Derek. “You don’t have to explain.”

“I—” Derek swallows heavily, “have to.” He answers, before shaking his head. No, that doesn’t sound right, “no, I—I want to.”

They leave the library together, Stiles standing up first and offering his hand to help Derek up. Stiles doesn’t let go as they walk towards Derek’s apartment, squeezes his hand from time to time as Derek tells him about everything.

“You could have told me.” Stiles notes.

“I don’t know why I didn’t.” Derek confesses. “I guess I didn’t want you to see me as that guy too. Beefy Derek.” He laughs, humorless. “That’s the nickname my sister came up with a few months ago.”

Stiles groans, stops walking, forcing Derek to stop as well. “You are so much more than that.” He assures, touching Derek’s face softly though his eyes shine with certainty. “I love your brain, your cute jokes, the fact that you get my stupid history facts because you like history just as much as I do, and especially the way you care so much. College, people, the world.” He pulls him in for a quick, assertive kiss, and Derek immediately feels so light he could fly. But he won’t, because Stiles is keeping him grounded by the softest touch, the smallest smile.

“Cute jokes?” He manages to ask, arching an eyebrow. When Stiles laughs, he smiles.

“They are.” He insists.

“Okay.” Derek accepts the words easily, because everything seems easy when it comes to Stiles. “If I ask you out on a new date,” he says, “will Lydia pepper spray me?”

“I will stop her.” Stiles reassures, squeezing his hand again. “But before,” he adds and Derek feels his stomach turning with anticipation, “you have to know that I kind of hate your sister right now.”

“Oh.” Derek says. “Okay, I can—I can see that.”

“I’m sorry.” Stiles says, though he doesn’t sound sorry at all.

“Me too.” Derek agrees.

When Derek tells him about Cora’s apology and the earful his sister got from their mom, Stiles excuses himself to go laugh in the bathroom while Derek shrugs and goes back to eating his share of the pizza.

By the time they get married, Stiles and Cora have become best friends. Derek hates it (he doesn’t).

#sterek #eternalsterek #teen wolf #my fic #HELLO GUESS WHO'S BACK WITH A STEREK FIC #IT ME #surprised? me too

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aforrestofstuff · 5 years ago

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OPM Characters as things my coworkers have said/done (part 6)

Sitch to the S-Class:

Head chef: okay, everyone. Employee meeting in 10 seconds.

*cut to 10 seconds later as everyone is huddled inside the fridge*

Head chef: alright. now, who the FUCK put a bag of molly in the first aid kit.

Pig God:

*continuation of the employee meeting*

Head chef: ...and that is why it’s IMPERATIVE that we keep drugs out of the workplace the best we can. If any one of you shows up to work while high—

Person A, on the phone with Pizza Hut: uh, yeah can I get the uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhh one large pepperoni pizza please

Person B, whispering: and can you get stuffed crust

Person A: yeah, can I get that with stuffed crust

Head chef:

Person C: I want olives

Person A, covering the phone: shut the fuck up nobody wants olives.

Person D: I want olives too, actually.

Person A, putting the phone back to his ear: fine, put olives on half of the pizza, please.

Head chef:

Head chef: can you get breaksticks too

Silverfang:

*is a 57 year-old man* “I need an adult.”

The ship of your choice:

The head chef’s boyfriend, who was visiting to help us out for the day: hey, can you make me a burger.

Head chef: that’s gonna take way to long. Why do you eat hamburgers every day—

Boyfriend: because I LIKE your burgers. You’re such a talented cook.

Head chef: ... this is a trap isn’t it.

The ship of your choice:

The head chef’s boyfriend: how do I prep onions

Head chef, putting down a tray full of dishes: ugh you’re so fucking useless

Head chef, grabbing an onion: here, you’re supposed to take the knife

Boyfriend: *picks up the knife*

Head chef: no, you’re gonna hurt yourself. Give it to me.

Head chef: okay, look. This is how you do it.

Boyfriend: okay

Head chef: are you listening to me? Fucking dumbass. *kisses him on the forehead* don’t cut yourself you piece of shit. I love you.

Boyfriend: I love you too :)

The rest of us watching the whole thing while we’re trying to work:

Metal Bat:

*holding a baseball bat he found outside* “There will be no bitchin’ in my FUCKING KITCHEN.”

Mumen Rider:

*as he’s feeding the cats outside* “single file line, please.”

Metal Knight/Blast:

“Alright, whoever blended the purée this morning did a shit job because this crap is rockier than my goddamned MARRIAGE.”

Saitama:

*as he’s right in front of the owner of the restaurant* “oh boy, I worked 3 additional shifts this week. Let’s see how much of my paycheck reflects all of the hard work I’ve done.” *opens his paycheck* “hey, look at that! Fucking NONE OF IT.”

Zombieman:

*as he’s standing on an empty bucket outside, smoking a cigarette next to a dumpster full of hobo piss* “I am a king and this kingdom is of my own making.”

Fubuki:

*shows up to work with a full face of makeup* “I can’t cry today so you’d better keep those fucking onions away from me. This eyeliner is more expensive than your divorce lawyer.”

Sitch to the S-Class:

Person A: *laughing* ha, that’s a good joke!

Person B: yeah, and—

Head chef, coming out of nowhere: did I just hear laughter?

Person A: oh god, it’s the fun police—

Head chef, spraying Person A with Windex: no fun allowed in my fucking kitchen.

King:

Person A: how the fuck do you fold a burrito

Person B: you literally immigrated from Mexico and you don’t know how to fold a burrito?

Person A: yeah, are you gonna show me or what?

Person B:

Person B: ...let me ask my mom

Person B’s mom on the phone: pinche what is it

Person B: mom, how do you fold a burrito

Person B’s mom: oh, you mean those video games you always play didn’t teach you how to practice your own culture? What a surprise. I— *Person B hangs up*

Person B: let’s just google it.

Person A: I feel like that should’ve been our first option.

Person B: yeah? well I feel like you’re being a negative bitch.

Puri-Puri Prisoner:

Customer: haha! oh, you’re so funny! It’s been a while since I’ve gotten such good service. What’s that tattoo on your arm? The one with the numbers.

Person A: oh, that was my inmate number :)

Customer: I-Inmate number...?

Atomic Samurai:

Person A: I’m just saying, if everyone prepped for the worst like I do, then this whole situation would be a lot different.

Person B: your version of “prepping for the worst” is hiding a katana in the fridge

Person A: if we get robbed—

Person B: if we get robbed then they’ll bust a cap in your ass before you even get the chance to become Samurai Jack, you fucking weeb.

Death Gatling:

Rude customer: I’ll have you know, I’m friends with the owner and—

Person A: yeah, I’m friends with the owner too. He signs my fucking paycheck.

Garou:

“I hate law enforcement. Why can’t they just be like ‘yeah, you can do a little crime. As a treat’ every once and a while, you know? I’m sick of getting arrested.”

Child Emperor:

Person A: chef, there’s a white lady on the phone and she wants to talk to a manager.

Head chef: so?

Person A: so... she wants to talk to you.

Head chef: “She wahnts tew talk tew yew” bullshit. Put on your big boy voice and do it yourself.

Person A, who is a 37 year-old man: *lowers his voice and picks up the phone* yeah, this is the manager speaking.

Watchdog Man:

Person A: hey, the cats outside are getting rowdy again! We’ve gotta scare them off somehow!

Person B: I’ll handle this

Person A: what—

Person B, while running into a herd of cats: BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK!

#one punch man #opm #incorrect quotes #zombieman #metal bat #garou #child emperor #saitama #metal knight #silverfang #death gatling #fubuki #pig god #sitch #mumen rider #king #puri puri prisoner #atomic samurai #watchdog man

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kayr0ss · 5 years ago

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Appointments Chapter 5: Headaches and Some Music

[LWA, Diakko, Small Town AU, Fluff and Slow Romance, Pining™ lol]

Chapter 1 & Table of Contents AO3 Link

Diana pursed her lips, locked in a heated stare-down against the newest occupant of her apartment.

“Please behave yourself until I return.”

The cat ‘mew’ed’ in reply as though he understood and resumed licking the back of his paw. All things considered, he seemed to be a surprisingly well-behaved cat. Who looked polite. This small comfort was enough to make up for the ridiculousness of having to talk to a cat, and Diana realized that she had never been more excited to return to her clinic as she was now.

The normalcy of work, she thought to herself, is beginning to feel like a comfort versus the absurdity of my home’s current state of affairs.

She stepped through her doorway into a lovely Blytonbury morning. The habitual glance towards her watch read 09:51, urging her to walk at a quicker pace than usual. She regrettably strode right by Jasminka’s café—there was no time to pass by tea, and she hadn’t woken up early enough to make some for herself that morning.

Of course, because of the cat.

The day prior, she’d had to return home later than usual to fetch her feline tenant the basic supplies: a small can of cat-food, a litterbox, and two bowls for food and milk. The real challenge was in the ‘teaching him not to leave any form of excrement where he shouldn’t.’ Pleasant behavior aside, it seemed Toby was actually quite intelligent—although by the time it was two o’clock in the morning, her NewTube suggestions were a peculiar mix of medical lectures and ‘How to Potty Train Your Cat’ videos.

She made her way through the crosswalk—ensuring that no brunettes were running about—and mentally prepared herself for the day she was about to have. There were no scheduled patients before lunch, giving her enough time to review case files for a busy afternoon.

When she stepped through the glass door to her clinic, Barbara was already lounging behind her desk and flipping—as usual—through a novel.

“Good morning,” she peaked out from behind ‘NightFall 12: The Oblivion of Love’. “You’re on the dot today.”

“I always am,” Diana replied lightly. “Good morning to you as well.”

“You’re always at least fifteen minutes early,” Barbara corrected, smiling kindly. Then the nurse leaned forward, scrutinizing Diana with an observant gaze. “You’re…”

The blonde lifted her eyebrow in silent response.

“Something.” Barbara said slowly, as if trying to figure a puzzle out. She waved a hand to dismiss the thought. “Must have been my imagination, just thought there was something off. Anyway, I’ve laid down the patient files for the afternoon. We’ve got ourselves a slow morning.”

“Thank you,” Diana nodded politely, slipping into her whitecoat and thankful that she didn’t have to explain the kind of morning (and evening) she’d had. She settled into her chair, entertaining the thought of going through the documents Barbara had prepared before deciding she wasn’t in the right headspace for that. A headache. Massing her temples, she ascribed her irritability at a lack of sleep and constant worrying over her furniture’s wellbeing. She inwardly cursed her lack of morning tea—and really hoped her furniture were okay.

Learning back with a sigh, her eyes drifted towards a pamphlet at the edge of her table. It was the St. Beatrix MMC residency brochure on Cardiology. She’d probably read its contents nearly ten times over by now. In truth, the hospital had already reached out to her: she was “everything they were looking for”, or so the chief resident had said—a young doctor with an impeccable educational background. Diana had been truly grateful, but she was committed to taking the time she’d need to be absolutely sure. Which she wasn’t. At least, not yet.

There was a knock on her door, and Barbara was peeking through the doorframe. “Water. And an aspirin. Because for some reason you look—uh.”

“Off?” Diana tilted her head.

“Like shit.” Barbara nodded, and Diana would have had something to say about her choice of language if it weren’t for the fact that she was probably right. “Did anything happen?”

“Just a few issues to iron over at home,” she replied cryptically.

Barbara looked like she wanted to ask more, but decided not to prod. “That won’t do. We’re having lunch over at the Russian lady’s and getting those croissants you love so much, but in the meantime drink that Advil because someone’s gotta look after the doctor looking after everyone else.”

Diana smiled and felt a wave of gratitude pour through her over Barbara’s thoughtfulness.

“Which reminds me,” the other woman set the items down to Diana’s desk, “the cat’s gone.”

The blonde immediately looked down at the suddenly-very-interesting-patient-files. “I—Indeed.”

“You know, I think I’ll actually miss him. He was kind of cute.”

Diana was ready to remind her of the importance of workplace cleanliness when the front bell chimed louder than usual. The glass pane of the door practically swung open with force.

“Heya, doc! And miss nurse!”

Oh.

Barbara was the first to recover. “Where did you fall in this time? Was it a ditch? Or did you fly off your bike again?”

Atsuko Kagari-with-blood-ty—Oh, enough of that! She’s just Akko!—had come barging in with a large paper bag, effectively elevating Diana’s headache through several numbers up the VNRS pain scale.

“I—” Akko shot the nurse a smug look “—have yet to experience an accident this week!”

“That’s a first,” Barbara crossed her arms.

“But I’m here for you!”

Those stunning red eyes locked themselves onto Diana, and suddenly she couldn’t speak. Me? The brunette strode into her office. She dropped the paper bag onto her desk.

“I’m not quite sure I follow. What is this?”

“Child support!”

Diana flinched. Barbara blinked. Akko simply nodded to herself in smug satisfaction.

“For Toby. Since we’re co-parents now.” Akko clarified, looking completely serious. “There’s a bunch of cat food that should last a while, a cute mouse squeaky toy, and animal milk.”

The blonde felt her ears redden at the incredulous look Barbara was giving her, and seriously—was this seriously happening right now? “C—Co-parents?”

“Yes.” Akko nodded with a determined glint in her eyes. “And I’m no deadbeat mom!”

“I—I see.”

“Anyway,” Akko took one of the pens from Diana’s stand without asking (“Don’t do that.”), and leaned over to write on the blank prescription pad on the blonde’s desk. “Here’s my number so you can text me about anything he needs and so we can arrange my visitation rights!”

Visitation rights?

“Oh.” Akko paused, lifting her thumb to her chin. “We probably need to schedule a trip to the vet and get him a collar, too.”

We?

Not knowing what else to say and still completely blindsided by Akko’s—well, everything—Diana simply complied. “I… know a veterinarian. He’s a childhood friend.”

“Perfect!” Akko beamed.

Once again, it was disarming. She really had to stop doing that to Diana.

“I’ve got to study for a test so I gotta bounce but I’m so excited to see him again!” Akko leaned across the table, moving around at a pace faster than Diana’s sleep-deprived-due-to-Toby’s mind could follow. The brunette wrapped her hand around her forearm and gave her another smile. It was warm. “But really—thank you Diana! I’ll see you around!”

She turned on her heel like the bundle of energy she was and bolted right out the door with a wave to Barbara.

Barbara—who looked right about ready to explode into laughter in the wake of Akko’s departure.

“You kept him.”

“Please don’t.” Diana pleaded.

The nurse finally caved, leaning against the doorframe to her office for support while she snickered. “That’s why you look completely out of it! You’ve got to tell me everything.”

But then the thudding sound of footsteps interrupted their conversation yet again and the door swung open. Poor thing. Might need to have its hinges checked at this point.

“I almost forgot!” Akko came bursting into the room like a cannon ball. “I got this on my way here for you!”

She slammed a paper take-out cup from Jasminka’s café onto Diana’s desk.

“I have no idea what it is to be honest.” Akko yelled, already rushing back out in a hurry. “I just asked Jas for a cup of whatever your usual is! Okay-bye-for-real!”

She was gone in a flash. Diana could smell tea.

English Breakfast, prepared exactly the way she liked it. The aroma was enough to chase away the tension along her brow, and when she glanced towards Barbara, who looked just as lost as she felt—

—they shared soft laughter.

The whole thing was absolutely ridiculous. Including the fact that her cup was labeled: ‘Dr. Grumpy >:(’

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It was 5:30PM and Akko was in despair.

“Chikusho! That was a disaster.” Akko banged her head against the lecture room desk. She was reeling from the mental assault that was ‘Applied Physics Examination 1.’ Judging by the scowl on Sucy’s usually nonchalant face, it hit her pretty hard too. “How’d you do?”

“Tanginang test ‘yan.” She glowered in her native language.

“I’m going to assume that was a string of curse words.”

“For once in your idiot life, you are correct.”

“Mou!” Akko huffed.

“I’m out.” Sucy declared, and likewise, every fiber in Akko’s being wanted to get the hell out of this classroom as soon as possible. The purple-haired girl lazily slung her bag over shoulder and looked down at Akko (who was still very much slumped over the desk) through one eye. “So are you coming or should I leave you behind?”

Akko groaned. And then sighed. And then groaned another time while pointing towards the podium because—“First I have to walk over there and ask if she wants to join the running club.”

“The professor?” Sucy blinked.

“Ya, dude.”

Then Sucy was grinning daggers. “I think I’m gonna stick by and see if she’ll actually murder you this time.”

“Not funny!” Akko pouted while finally standing up and cursing the fact that she can no longer exist as a worry-free blob on a desk.

“It is. A little. Now go.” Sucy prodded on, repeatedly poking at her arm.

“Going, going!”

While the students slowly filed out of the room—in despair, mind you—Akko approached Dr. Meridies with Sucy lingering a safe distance behind her.

The lilac-haired professor looked up from a test sheet she was inspecting, looking, as one would say, way too tired for this shit. “No amount of begging is going to convince me to pass you.”

“I wasn’t going to!” Akko crossed her arms defiantly.

“Then why are we having this conversation?”

Well. There wasn’t any other way for this to go down than directly, so it was best to just blurt it out. “Do you want to join the running club?”

Dr. Meridies reeled, squinting. “The running club?”

“Yes.” Akko nodded. “The running club.”

“So many people are asking me to join this running club that I think I’m gonna start declining just out of spite.”

“Ugh!” Akko groaned. “I tried—can’t force you! Maybe Professor du Nord can, Kami-sama, why did I even both—”

“Wait wait wait—” Dr. Meridies raised a hand to shut Akko while scowling. “du Nord?”

“Yeah,” Akko said looked to the side with slumped shoulders, “the club moderator. And I’m here cause Diana asked so now that I’ve done that I’m just gonna boun—”

Oddly enough, the exasperated professor seemed to have tuned out. “Chariot du Nord, from Humanities?”

“Uh, yeah.” The brunette blinked. “Do you know her?”

“O—Of course.” The older woman began stare so hard at the table she could have burned a hole through. “Faculty and all.”

Akko caught on like a wolf, grinning mischievously. “You know her!”

“Like I said we both teach—”

“You know know her.”

“Out!” Dr. Meridies barked, “of my classroom!”

With a devious glint, which Akko swore she could see in Sucy’s eyes too, she waved in exaggerated politeness and made her way to the door.

“Okay, professor!” Oh, she loved this sort of drama! “Just saying—it’s on Monday evenings!”

“You should have seen her face!” Akko squealed with almost manic glee. “Oh, Lotte you’re gonna love it—I know you’re a sucker for this kind of stuff.”

“But I can’t imagine it! How does Professor du Nord—” Lotte gestured towards her life with both hands for emphasis “—who seems super sweet and kind of introverted but is generally made of sunshine, find herself with a history of romantic involvement with someone like Dr. Meridies—” she made a quick jerking motion towards the right. “Who I haven’t actually seen in person, and if I were to base my judgments off your descriptions she sounds like some mad-scientist antagonist in an anime who’d wear a cape.”

Akko blinked. “That’s a good one.”

Sucy actually nodded.

“It makes no sense!” Lotte shook her head. And then… she swooned. “But love never does, does it?”

“Makes about as much as sense as this idiot getting that doctor to adopt the cat.”

“’The cat’ is named Toby!” Akko chided, “and you’d be hard-pressed to deny him if you’ve seen that cute little face of his.”

The three women were lazing about Lotte and Sucy’s living-and-dining area, with Akko sprawled across the couch that she’d be sleeping on since the pair—or just Lotte—invited her to stay over. There was take-out and beer (which Sucy and Akko had picked up on their way home), and the mini-get-together served two purposes: to recover from that horrid examination, and to keep Akko company because “tomorrow’s my first day of work and I am way too nervous to fall asleep without beer or Lotte nagging me to!”

There was something deeply comfortable about the small apartment. The furnishing didn’t match up and yet every piece felt like they belonged. Pots and pans hung above the stove, used yet well-maintained. They always had an extra set of everything—as though guests were welcome and often come and go. She loved it. And loved how welcome she felt in it. And though she’d never impose unless invited, Akko felt… cozy. Books, and mushrooms, and odd test-tubes, and literary manuscripts and all.

Lotte was in the middle of sharing the gist of her latest writing exercise when Akko felt her phone buzz.

“Hold on,” she excused herself, “I swear if this is a Canvas notification I’m gonna cut a bi—oh!”

“What is it?” Lotte asked.

18:53 Good evening. This Dr. Cavendish’s number – I’ve been able to secure an appointment with Dr. Hanbridge, the veterinarian I had mentioned. I apologize for the short notice but his soonest availability is tomorrow at around 1:30PM. Check-up aside, an agent in his clinic should likewise be able to assist with any documentation that needs sorting out given our arrangement. Your prompt response will be appreciated.

18:54 Heeeya Doc! 😊 u sound like an e-mail. :P

18:54 But sure lol I get off work @ Arcturus school around lunch time

18:55 Is it gonna be far?

18:55 But srsly lighten up abit it’s just me we can me at the bus stop or whrvr

18:56 I’ll be hailing a taxi service from my home and will collect you from your workplace at 12:30PM. Please be on time.

18:56 PLS add me on WhatsUpp through this number PLS omg I want pics of my little bby!!!! DO U FEED HIM and I can send you memes to show him so he’ll laugh LOL

18:56 LOL wtf ‘collect’

“It was Diana.”

Sucy cocked an eyebrow, “’Diana’?”

“I have a vet trip with Toby tomorrow!” Akko buzzed. “Oh bother, now I’m never going to get any sleep.”

“Is she for real?” Sucy indifferently pointed towards Akko while speaking to Lotte. “She’s like some ‘instant-friendship’ anomaly. Even I feel personally victimized.”

Lotte only smiled. “You have to sleep lest you subject poor children to a zombie for a teacher tomorrow.”

“That’s mean!”

Akko shared a laugh with Lotte, urging her to carry on with her story. They were getting to the good part—Edmund was about to confess!

One successful synopsis reading and a few topic changes later, Akko’s phone had buzzed once more.

It was a picture.

She squealed so hard her cheeks hurt.

“Akko, down! Yes—I see him—stop screaming or else I’m going to poison your drink.”

The driver pulled up at Arcturus School’s main driveway at exactly half-past noon.

“Please wait a moment.” Diana politely requested, mildly aware of the fact that she was beginning to miss the luxury of having her own car and service.

“Sure, just don’t leave me alone with that little fella, don’t matter how cute he might be.”

With a sigh—which was one of many at this point—she gently peered over to Toby whose head was poking out of the most comfortable canvas tote bag she could scavenge. It was that or nothing at all, and no, she wasn’t going to carry him in her arms.

‘Mew.’ He stared back up towards her. At least he seemed comfortable—and she tried to fight it but then she gave in and chuckled.

“Oh, come on then.”

Diana stepped out of the vehicle with Toby in tow. She pulled out her phone, putting a call through for the latest addition in her phonebook.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Typical. She wasn’t picking up.

Fortunately she had anticipated this, there was a half-hour allowance in her schedule. Instead of bombarding the brunette with several missed calls, she opted to walk towards what looked like the waiting area where children were fetched. She took a moment to look around, noticing that the school grounds had an abundance of trees—much like the rest of Blytonbury and the campus of LNU. The morning classes were dismissed and children ran about. A few of them began to notice her special baggage, and one little girl ran up to her and nearly hugged her legs.

She had hazel eyes, and big, goofy grin. “You’re so pretty!”

Diana blinked. “Thank you.”

“Is that a cat?”

“Yes.” She lowered the bag a little, appreciating the wonder in the little girl’s voice. “But I can’t let you pet him yet, I’m afraid. He still bites.”

“But I—”

The little girl was cut-off by the sounded children cheering. Diana followed her line of sight and saw…

Akko.

She was playing music. And laughing. But more than that—everyone around her was smiling just as bright. Children sang while they danced in a circle around her, clapping their hands to the beat of what sounded like a ridiculously complicated rendition of the ABCs on the violin. The pace was quick while she played a progression of eight and sixteenth notes. The feel of the song was less classical and more like an upbeat Celtic dance.

And dance they did. Laughing, and clapping, and bouncing around in mirth without a care in the world.

Akko played with such joy and passion that Diana could feel the warmth from several meters away. She kept still—already forgetting her earlier dismay on being behind schedule—and simply watched.

“Do you know her?” The little girl with hazel eyes asked in a small voice.

Diana nodded, smiling to herself while trying to wrap her head around the conundrum that was Atsuko Kagari—who had red eyes, who tripped over nothing and scraped her knee, who could barely make it to her classes on time and yet could bewitch a crowd with a smile and a bit of music.

“She’s…”

Even Toby looked he was watching.

“…my friend.”

end chapter

A/N: Hello everyone! Hope you're doing well, stayin' safe and staying home. So anyway here's another chapter and admittedly I only have a very rough outline of where I want this story to be and well... I like writing one shots because I'm REALLY bad at plotting out longer stuff like seriously, when I started this, I thought it would be 5 chapters long at most and yet here's chapter 5.

So I've decided to just go with it and take the time to explore and narrate the relationships/interactions I've got in my head AND I don't know anything about taking care of cats I AM SORRY IT PROBABLY SHOWS

Hope you're enjoying it so far! (AND I still owe Diana a happy birthday fic that may or may not involve feet due to some shenaginas I've seen on tumblr which I don't know if are jokes or not)

#Diakko #Dianakko #Diana Cavendish #Atsuko Kagari #Akko Kagari #Diana x Akko #LWA #AU #Little Witch Academia #Charoix #Chariot du Nord #Croix Meridies #Fluff #Fanfic #Luna Nova #Sucy Manbaravan #Lotte Yanson

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purplesurveys · 4 years ago

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1111

Something a little bit random and silly for my 1111th, just because.

survey by joybucket

List three things you love that start with each letter.

A: Art and most forms of it; anchovies, in most cases; and Angela.

B: Burgers, Beyoncé, and buffets.

E: Escargot, the name Eloise, and elephants.

F: FISH, Friends, and some folk indie.

S: Sleeping, signing off work at the end of my shift, and all kinds of seafood.

T: I’m obsessed with tteokbokki; trying out new food; and table tennis.

Q: I like the quiet time I occasionally give myself; quail eggs, especially in the form of kwek-kwek; and quattro formaggi pizza.

R: Rainbows, the rain, and riding planes.

O: Old movies, the ocean, and Okinawa milk tea.

List a phrase including an adjective, noun, and verb for each letter. Examples: "angry artist anticipating", "rude rascals running", "dirty dogs dancing", or "empty elephants eloping." Have fun!

A: Adorable animals appearing.

F: Fabulous fingers frolicking.

C; Chummy classmates cooking.

S: Suspicious self salivating.

R: Rambunctious raccoon running.

T: Tired turnip tumbling.

Q; Questioning quail quipping.

J: Joyful joggers jamming.

I: Inquisitive igloos imagining.

L: Luxurious lemonade luminescing.

Z: Zesty zebras zoning out.

E: Ethereal eagles embracing.

List three different occupations starting with each letter.

O: Orthodontist, oceanographer, opthalmologist.

E: Engineer, equestrienne, elementary school teacher.

F: Firefighter, flight attendant, farmer.

S: Scientist, singer, seamstress.

T: Talent agent, tricycle driver, tennis player.

I: Illustrator, inspector, IT technician.

E: Economist, editor, electrician.

L: Lawyer, librarian, lifeguard.

A: Accountant, actor, architect.

Y: Yoga instructor, youth pastor, yogurt maker?? if that counts, lol. Otherwise I got nothing else.

List three adjectives that begin with each letter.

A: Affable, abrupt, adequate.

B: Broken, blunt, bleary.

C: Crazy, clear, clingy.

D: Daunting, delirious, dark.

E: Existential, enraged, exemplary.

F: Fantastic, far-flung, flavorful.

G: Ghastly, gentle, gigantic.

H: Harrowing, healthy, hopeful.

I: Intelligent, identical, impervious.

J: Jovial, jaded, joyous.

List three nouns that being with each letter.

K: Kangaroo, keychain, kiwi.

L: Lemonade the album, lemon the fruit, and Liz Lemon.

M: Mall, maple syrup, and mop.

N: Nightingale, nest, napkin.

O: Ogre, olive, orange.

P: Piano, panini, and pizza.

Q: Queen, quill, quilt.

List three verbs that begin with each letter.

R: Running, raking, reliving.

S: Singing, sailing, surfing.

T: Tricking, tossing, teeming.

U: Understanding, urging, unwrapping.

V: Villifying, venerating, vaccinating - get vaccinated, folks.

W: Wandering, washing, wriggling.

X: I don’t know if there are any and I can’t bother to look it up.

Y: Yawning, yelling, yearning.

Z: Zipping, ziplining, zapping.

List three...

girl's names you love: Olivia, Mia, Emma.

boy’s names you love: Mason, Jacob, Lucas.

girl’s names you dislike: Karen, and our local versions of Karen, Marites and Marivic.

boy’s names you dislike: Chad, times three.

things you hate about summer things you hate about winter things you hate about spring things you hate about fall things you love about spring things you love about winter things you love about fall things you love about summer Crossing these out because my Southeast Asian ass can’t relate, but if you do decide to take this survey feel free to un-strikethrough them!

things you miss from your past: Having more freedom to make mistakes; not having to worry about the future; and friends I’ve since lost.

people who have really hurt you in the past: Gabie, my mom, Marielle.

names of people you have had crushes on: Gabie, Andi from 5th grade...and that’s it, really.

names of people you have gone on a date with: Only Gabie. And I guess maybe Mike? Since he asked me to go with him to his ball as his date.

places you've been and would love to go again: Sagada, Jeju, Bali.

places you want to visit before you die: Morocco, Spain, Thailand.

items on your bucket list: See Times Square, live in a condo, plan a solo trip.

health conditions you have: Scoliosis, lactose intolerance, and very possible depression.

health conditions you've had in the past but don't anymore: Dehydration, UTI, and some kind of weird low-platelet-count thing that was just that, and never diagnosed as anything.

things you are allergic to: Possibly some types of grass, and maybe face masks. Idk how to confirm it really; I just know my skin gets irritated around them sometimes.

youtube channels you love to watch: Good Mythical Morning; the KBS YouTube channel mainly for clips of Return of Superman and 2 Days 1 Night; and Binging With Babish.

favorite drinks: Water, coffee, Long Island Iced Tea.

favorite foods: Sushi, chicken wings, pizza.

favorite desserts: Cheesecake, MACARONS, cupcakes.

favorite holidays: The only one I care for and get super excited about is my birthday, if that counts. Christmas is fine, but I only get the excitement for it on the actual day itself.

favorite colors: Pastel pink, white, maroon.

people you would like to meet: Ysa and Bea, my teammates at work. I’ve met them only once before, and I wish we can be allowed to report to the workplace physically soon so that I get to see them more often and strengthen my relationship (both working and personal) with them. I’d also love to be able to chat and chill with Hayley Williams even for just 30 seconds.

people you want to meet in Heaven: I don’t believe in that, but I’d love to have met my great-grandfather on my maternal grandfather’s side. Also, Audrey Hepburn and Princess Diana.

good names for a dog or cat: Depends on their personality.

reasons why you get up each morning and keep on living: Because I’ve been able to see myself get better, and why stop all the progress?; because I’d want to be able see if the future will get better; and because I’m afraid of what will happen to/who will look out for my dogs if I’m suddenly gone.

For each name, think of three people you know with that name, and list their occupations.

Amanda: I only know one Amanda, and she’s a friend of my ex’s younger sister. She’s only in senior year of high school. I know an Amandine which is close enough I suppose?? and she’s a dentistry student.

Sarah: She’s a media contact and I’m constantly in touch with; she’s the editor-in-chief of a local magazine. I think she’s the only Sarah I know.

Ashley: Also a media contact. I’m not sure about her title, though.

Beth: @bionic-beth is a teacher! :) But I don’t know any Beths in real life, I think.

Katie: Well I know Kate, and I’ll sometimes playfully call her Katie. She works in a government agency and she’s one of their PR people. The HR person who recruited me to come work at my current employer is a Kate, but I have never and have no plans to call her Katie.

Matt: That’s too foreign-sounding a name where I live.

Emily: Don’t know any Emilys, either.

Chris: Media contacts. They run blogs or news sites of their own.

Mike/Michael: The one Mike I know is currently a med student. Not sure if he’s working on the side - I think he is, since I saw him post about a job update on his Facebook a few months ago; but I can no longer remember what he does, or if he’s still doing it.

Jessica: I went to high school with a girl named Jessica but I don’t follow her on social media, so I have no clue what she’s up to now.

Becca/Bekah: Rita’s sister is a Becca. I think she is currently a grad student.

For each name, think of three people you know, and list one adjective to describe each person. (Skip if you don't know anyone with that name.)

Laura

Michelle: Hilarious.

Victoria: Strong.

Tessa: Friendly.

John

Claire: Influential; motherly.

Briana/Brianna: Bitch.

Vanessa

Brittany/Britney, etc.

Allison/Allie/Ally, etc: Kind.

Olivia

Jordan

Jo/Joe: Ambitious; pretty.

Corey/Kori

Sophie: Sweet; quiet.

Mitch/Mitchell: Tall.

Madison/Maddie/Maddi

Out of all the people you know or have met, list three...

redheads: Yeah, you’re not going to find them in most of Asia. West Asia and some parts of East Asia, probably, but definitely not for the rest.

tall people: Jo, Chesca, and Shaun.

people with really curly hair: I know Kleo has naturally curly hair from her Aeta roots, but it’s been straightened for a very long time now. I think Chesca also has curly hair, albeit slightly. There is also Liana.

sets of twins: My sister had two sets of twins in her high school batch, but I can no longer remember their names. I also had an English class with a pair of twins named Ardy and Thirdy.

of the cutest babies you've seen on social media: My workmate’s baby. My friend Jar has a super squishy niece/nephew pair of twins as well.

people you miss: Angela, Kate, my grandpa.

people with beautiful eyes: I can only think of my ex.

people with nice hair: God I have not been around people for so long, I can barely think of anyone for this.

people who are the same height as you: Aya, Hannah, Tina.

own one of the same clothing items as you: Angela since we went to the same high school and have several of the same school shirts; Laurice since we share a college org and we have our own trademark polo shirt; and my brother and I have our own pairs of Nike Cortez shoes.

make you laugh: Andi, Hans, and this girl I had a couple of history classes with, Rose.

List three celebrities who...

are the same height as you: Lady Gaga and AJ Lee are the only ones who are coming to mind. I wouldn’t call AJ a celebrity though.

have the same hair color as you: Mila Kunis, Kelly Rowland, Dita Von Teese.

look like you: Only based on comments I’ve gotten in the past and not because I necessarily claim these for myself, Lucy Hale, Anna Akana, and Kakie.

List three....

adjectives to describe you: Timid, stubborn, sensitive.

academic courses you enjoyed: Philippine social history, international relations, anthropology.

words you always forget how to spell: Rhythm, committee, accommodate.

things you wish you were better at: Singing, dancing, drawing.

things you are really good at: Writing, reading people, and knowing the best things to order at most restaurants hahahah.

jobs you'd like to have: Ideally, a lawyer or doctor. But realistically, I’d love to have a leadership position in the PR sphere.

jobs you've considered having: ^ Again, lawyer and doctor. Also a journalist or news anchor, back when I still thought I was passionate about journalism.

jobs you'd hate: Journalist, an LTO clerk, an assistant to an asshole celebrity.

things you miss: Being a student, many parts of the past, and deceased family members.

names your mom considered when naming you: Ariel, Kathleen, Katrina.

things people call you: Robyn, Byn, Bynbyn.

*Bonus*: what is your name? (first and middle)? I always feel like just sharing Robyn.

#survey #surveys

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shinwonsaysomething · 5 years ago

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Pentagon reaction to their S/O getting a small injury

Anon Request (by my new favorite baby!!!): Hiya! I'm the injured wrists anon from the other day! 😅 How are you doing? Is everything okay? I was wandering, if their S/O has a minor injury, how would the members react? Which of them would be a panicked mess, and which of them would be the ones to stay calm and be rational? As always, love your writing!! Keep it up love! 💙🌟

Jinho Jinho heard you let out a screak in the kitchen and he hurried over to see what is up. You see you holding your hand over the sink and you look at him with tears in your eyes. “I cut my finger while cutting the carrots…”. He would turn serious and helps you in the best way he can. He is relieved to see that it isn’t something major, but he still feels bad for you. He grabs you a bandage and applies it like a pro, which kind of impresses you. He confesses that he has cut his fingers often too. You two start up joking about it and he lights up the mood by finishing making dinner with you.

“Good to know we are at the same level of clumsiness”.

Hui You wanted to surprise Hui at his workplace, so you asked one of the members for the access code. At the same moment you want to open the door Hui swings it open. Right in your face. Not hard, but enough to leave a red mark on your cheek. Hui gasps and jumps. He was so shocked about the fact to see your face, but also because he just swung the door right into your face. He panics and apologizes three thousand times. He will tell you to sit down in this office and runs to the cafeteria to get some water and ice to for your face. After the whole incident is over, he asks you want you are doing here. “Wanted to surprise you… that turned out well”.

“I am such an idiot… I am so sorry baby…”

Hongseok You would be walking next to Hongseok when you suddenly twist your ankle. It is nothing major, but still hurts as hell. Hongseok caught you before you fell on the floor. He looks at you confused and askes what is wrong. You can see his concern on his face and quickly tells him it is nothing. It still hurts while walking. Hongseok chuckles at your stubbornness. He walks it front of you and tells you to jump on his back. The walks you the rest of the way home and makes sure to treat your ankle as soon as you get home. Even though you insist it is nothing and that you will be fine, he will stay with you. He laughs at the way you are ranting and decides to kiss you to shut you up.

“Let me just take care of you, okay?”

Edawn Edawn took you on a date to a swimming pool. It wasn’t very busy since it was a weekday and you both had a day off. It was one of those swimming pools with a lot of waterslides and fun stuff to do. Edawn really looked like a happy child and you two were having a lot of fun. A bit too much. You ended up tripping into the pool and scratched your knee. Edawn hurried your way as soon as he could. He was surprisingly calm and got a pool guard to treat your wound. He kept checking up on you if you were okay and you took a long break from swimming. You were worried that you ruined the date. Edawn assured you that you didn’t and that any date would be great as long as you two are together. Edawn and you ending up telling each other old stories about small injuries and you ending up laughing again.

“Are you sure you are good to go home by yourself, because I would love to bring you home and continue the date there”.

Shinwon You called Shinwon to cancel the date you two had planned. You really didn’t want to, but you had twisted your ankle and the doctor told you should stay home. You told him about your ankle and about the doctor’s advice, but also that you really wanted to see him. Shinwon hung up fast. You were worried that he is mad that you cancelled the date, but within a few minutes you heard the doorbell. Shinwon brought snack and ice packs for your ankle. He smiled and told you that there was no choice but continuing the date at home. You smiled and thanked him for being so sweet.

“I love taking care of you, so no need to thank me. Plus, you promised me you would have a Lord of the Rings marathon with me anyway”

Yeo one Yeo one heard a loud bonk, followed with your voice yelling something. He walks out of the living room to find you sitting on the staircase. He can’t help but chuckle at the funny face you are making. He asks you want happened. You look down embarrassed and rub your butt. “Fell down the stairs” you say softly. His smile will disappear as he notices that you may have really hurt yourself. He tells you down and askes if you are okay. You tell him you may have pulled a muscle. He brings you to the couch and checks your leg if it is okay. It wasn’t a bit fall, luckily. He is serious face faded as soon as he knows you will be okay. He will give you a kiss on your forehead and smile.

“Please be more careful next time, baby. You really scared me there”.

Yanan You and Yanan are both chilling on the couch. You are reading a book while Yanan is on his laptop working on something. You stand up and ask him if he wants some tea. You disappear into the kitchen for a while. After a few minutes Yanan hears you drop something. He stands up to see what happened. He sees you dropped one of the cups filled with tea. He askes if you are okay and inspects almost every part of you. You tell him you filled one of the cups to high and it spilled over the sides. He immediately grabs your arm and puts it under cold water. He cleans up the mess while you must stay under the water. After a few minutes he checks up on you. It helped a lot and you thank him.

“No need to thank me, baby. I am glad you didn’t get more water over you”

Yuto “Yuto can you help me for a second” you yelled from the bathroom. Yuto slowly makes his way to the bathroom. As soon as he walks in, he gasps. You are standing with your head over the sink and blood is coming from your nose. Yuto panics. You try to calm by telling he you just let a bottle drop and it hit your face. “really it is nothing major, I just need some tissues”. Yuto runs to the kitchen to get them and hands you them. He will stay with you even though you told him he can continue with what he was doing. Instead he stays and watches as you use all the first aid tricks you learned to stop the bleeding. He calms down as soon as he sees how well you control the situation. He is actually very impressed.

“Can you teach me how you just did that?!”

Kino You and Kino are visiting his parents. Kino has been excited all week for you to meet his parents, but also because you finally get to see his siblings and pets. You were very nervous, and it was very visible. Meeting the parents was great and the siblings liked you a lot. The only problem was his cats. They are usually very nice, but because of your tens posture they are nervous around you. You told Kino you needed some time to relax, because you know that cats will scratch if you are too tens. Kino laughed and didn’t listen. “They are really sweet, I promise”. Even though you told him not to, he puts one of the youngest cats on your lap. You tensed up and the cat wants to run away but scratches your leg on his way down. Kino apologizes immediately and grabs you a bandage. “Omg baby, I should have listened... I am so sorry”. You giggle. Seeing Kino so worried about you, makes you smile softly. Kino’s mom turns to you and says: He always is over excited when he likes someone, so take it as a good sign.

”Please let me make it up to you...”

Wooseok Wooseok heard a loud bonk coming from the living room. He was busy gaming with Yuto but told him to stop for a second. He can hear you whining. He stops to check up on you. He sees you in pain on one of the dinner table chairs. He asks what is wrong and all you can say is: “The stupid dining table…” Wooseok can help it, but the way you said it made him laugh. You get annoyed and tear up. When he notices how much you are hurt, he hurries over to you and look at your injury. Luckily it isn’t anything major, besides the fact that it hurts as hell. He can stop smiling at your clumsiness and tells you are adorable. You can’t help but chuckle. “Wait till you bang your foot against this table. I am not going to let you live that down”.

“Hey, at least now I know how cute you look when you are mad”.

#pentagon #ptg #universe #🌱🌸.txt #request #anon request #jinho #hui #hongseok #edawn #shinwon #yeo one #yanan #yuto #kino #wooseok #pentagon reaction

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chimcharstar · 5 years ago

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ALL THE COLOURS

HERE WE GO BOYS

zinc white; how are you really feeling today? no one-word answers please!

I’m feeling tired because I’m supposed to be in bed. But happy because I did the work and I can get away with sleeping in and things are just chill right now. I have devised a way of sneaking waste food at work. If you put it in these little metal containers and hide them under the fridge, nobody notices them and throws them away. This eve I dined on garlic bread and prawns.

cadmium yellow; when you think of the word “happy” what’s the first thing that comes to mind?

Walking with coffee and tunes. I’m trying to appreciate things in my life I will feel nostalgic about later in the moment, so I don’t regret anything. This is one of those things. Although I might not have the tunes part for long because I fucking broke my headphones and they may or may not start playing my music out loud for all the world to hear. I hope people like disco!

lemon; what’s your comfort food?

Food from my old workplace. I have trouble finishing food usually but not this stuff. I will probably scream while eating it. You know this and you love me

hansa yellow; what’s your guilty pleasure song?

“I Will Survive”. People were singing it in the Office and I guess it’s so famous and ironic and cringey now or something. But then I remember that one fucker

yellow ochre; name an artist/band whom you just discovered & can’t get enough of!

Herbie Hancock. I don’t know if I’ll listen to every single thing from him but I was just listening to some funk as you do and his like solos? I was vibing. We were having brain to brain communication. It was an experience. It was so so good. It was good fucking music. Listen to this shit. Herbie Hancock - I Thought It Was You This stuff makes me want to wiggle on public transit.

naples yellow; where do you feel most at home?

Bonsais and my quiet neat fucking room. Or not giving a fuck in other people’s mess.

raw sienna; with whom do you feel most at home?

YOU HO

golden ochre; describe the relationship you have with your closest friend.

We reblog asks and send each other all the asks. ADHD disaster energy finding balance. The worst posts I’ve ever seen followed by revenge. Two gay best friends who are best friends. No seriously I am so grateful for your unconditional love and your warmth

golden deep; what’s your favorite season?

Autumn. When the leaves were falling and the sun was shining all bittersweetly I was running around taking so many pictures because there’s like this golden time and then it’s gone.

cadmium orange; what do you like to do on your days off?

I like to buy too many plants and pretty rocks that are just vibing. I just like to wander around with coffee without a schedule. Listening to funk and disco. Seriously I’m the coolest person ever

orange lake; do you have anyone you can turn to when you’re sad?

U HO. And some online mutuals of course :) I feel like I don’t turn to people when it’s real sad hours though. I just give my ocs more PTSD.

titans; do you prefer slow mornings or relaxing evenings?

Relaxed evenings. Fuck mornings. All my mornings are slow buddy.

shakhnazaryan red; are you currently binge-watching anything?

No, because I had to go and cancel my Netflix as all my favourite things got more episodes.

red ochre; are you more right-brained (creative) or left-brained (analytical)?

Oh right brained bitch.

burnt sienna; is there a painting that brings you peace when you look at it?

No, paintings are stressful. It’s always like “Holy shit, that must have been so much work! I don’t enjoy painting myself! This person is better at painting than me!” I have much love in the heart for Van Gogh.

english red; what animal do you relate to most?

I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not going to work. I could say a cat, because I want to lie down in a patch of sun, knock things over, and complain loudly. I would say a dog because I think people are way better than they really are, am tenaciously loyal to them, and get excited about going for a walk.

vermilion; what’s your favorite accent?

Whatever this one hot guy at work has.

cadmium red; do you have a “type” when it comes to a significant other?

FOR FUCKS SAKE okay I’m going to google what my type is

You got: Mr./ Mrs Perfect

You like someone that truly has is all. You need someone who is well rounded in all aspects of life. When it comes to looks and personality, only perfection receives your affection.

Wow, what does that mean at all

scarlet; describe your current crush/es.

Ok, one of them gave me cheesecake, one of them offered me pizza, another one is the guy whose Facebook you stalked for me and we still couldn’t find his birthday but I laugh about one adorable photo still (the car one), and one of them I spent half an hour trying to find where I put the birth chart of and we’re actually really compatible. I’m sorry, if you want more information I’ll have to ramble about it in your messages.

ruby; what does your ideal first date look like?

OH I JUST WANT TO WALK DOWN A STREET HOLDING HANDS AND GO TO A RESTAURANT WEVE NEVER BEEN TO BEFORE AND TRY SOME FOOD AND LAUGH A LOT, AND THEN MAYBE GO ENJOY THE VIEW OF THE OCEAN AT NIGHT. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK? IS IT?

carmine; what does your ideal second date look like?

I don’t know, fuck it let’s go to the aquarium!

madder lake red; would you ever kiss someone (or accept a kiss) on a first date?

I dunno man. I feel like I wouldn’t if it wasn’t socially acceptable but I’m also wild and crazy.

rose; what’s something really positive going on in your life right now?

I REALLY ACTUALLY LIKE MY WORKPLACE. And my living situation is pretty okay. It’s not great I guess but I’ve been coming a long way.

quinacridone rose; what’s something you’re really looking forward to?

Literally what are these colours. Okay, I’m looking forward to putting wires around crystals to make them into jewellery. Then, I want to give the jewellery to my friends.

violet rose; what does your dream house look like?

An old as fuck, old fashioned as fuck haunted-looking mansion I can give some love.

violet; is there any place in particular you’d like to settle down?

I need the outdoors bro. I need those trees. I gotta live in the countryside again someday.

blue lake; what would you like to do/accomplish before you settle down?

Write some books! Run rampant in the city…

cobalt blue spectral; what is the most beautiful place you have ever been to?

I think it would have to be the hills where I grew up. It was bursting with biodiversity, there was a rustic sheep farm, everyone shut the fuck up, there would be frogs, the smell of the fresh air in any season, some days would just be heart-stoppingly beautiful and I ache for it sometimes. Birdsong? I heard some birdsong today and I wanted to cry. I remember our hedges would be deafening with the birds in it.

ultramarine; when was the last time you were in a good mood? do you know/remember what sparked it?

Today, it finding something I maybe could sit around and read and then finding it in me to actually get out of bed lol.

blue; what’s the most recent dream you remember?

The one I just had. A lot of it is blurry, which is frustrating because I got some strong almost-memories of it throughout the day, but it sticks out to me because I was bawling my eyes out a lot in the dream, and I also hurt myself the way I used to and I had to check that I hadn’t done it in my sleep. But I think it was a very expressive dream and those are my natural emotions.

bright blue; what does your dream family look like? any kids or pets?

I like the idea of a husband and some dogs, cats and chickens. Kids maybe.

how many of each?

A lot of chickens, but not too many please.

blue cobalt; do you like your name? would you give yourself a different name if you could?

I do like my name, and I did give myself a different name. Even if I knew how annoying everyone would be about pop culture Gordons, and I did. I still would choose this name.

prussian azure; what’s your favorite scent?

I’m running out of things to say as my favourite scent. OK, Nomad from Old Spice. I don’t know why, I think it must suit me or something. Maybe it’s the citrus… stuff going on there.

azure blue; what’s your favorite type of tea, if any?

Red Rose, my mom made it for me as a kid and she drank it all the time while teaching me piano or reading books.

turquoise blue; if you could start a garden, what would you plant?

Flowers, to show off to everyone, and then I don’t know, maybe some fucking pumpkins and easy things like corn and peas.

cerulean blue; if you were guaranteed to have a viewership, would you start a youtube vlog?

I think I’d be happier to have one if I knew no one was watching my antics LMAO

glauconite; describe your body without using any negative adjectives.

Best of both worlds

yellow green; picture yourself walking in a field. what do you see & hear in this scenario?

I’m still thinking of where I grew up. I see the sun through the branches of very old maple trees, and hear the wind in the long grass.

green light; are you in a comfortable place in life? if not, what do you think might make it better?

Yes, but I could make it better by moving in with cleaner roommates and getting a cat. And maybe work at something I’m actually interested in, or go to school or something.

green; name three countries you want to visit; do you have any actual plans in place to visit any of them?

I don’t have plans, but I’d like to visit Mexico, France, or Japan.

emerald green; do you speak any languages besides english? are there any additional languages you want to learn?

Kinda French. I want to learn Spanish… now Portuguese because everyone at work speaks it… literally, any very popular language. I want to learn so many languages

oxide of chromium; what’s your favorite book?

BRO WHAT IS A BOOK

olive green; are you currently reading anything? how do you like it so far?

Yeah, I’m reading a personal account of a Satanic cult. I had to stop reading it because I wasn’t ready for the graphic details.

mars brown; what’s a movie that always puts a smile on your face/makes you laugh?

Megamind/Thor Ragnarok

burnt umber; what’s something you plan to do before the day is over to take care of yourself?

Wow I feel really called out right now. I was going to eat some chicken because I’m hungry. Because that’s what I should be doing at 3AM.

umber; have you drank enough water today?

Yes, but probably not. I’ve been trying really hard today though.

voronezhskaya black; what or who is your go-to outlet for when you need to vent?

Probably you again, welcome to the salt mines!

sepia; name five things that always make you happy.

Buying a plant, rolling around on my fuzzy blanket, videos of cats being idiots, little unexpected thoughtful gifts, people sharing food.

indigo; what’s the best/sweetest compliment you have ever received?

A Treasured Mutual once spontaneously said I was a really good person because I was chill and they felt free to be themselves, to be vague.

payne’s gray; describe your aesthetic?

Looking around my room, it would seem to be whatever those studying people organizing notes with the window open on a sunny day have. I don’t know if this is me, but my room looks… vaguely feminine and organized in that way.

black; post a selfie because you are so beautiful!

I’m in my PYJAMA CLOTHES. I only want to take a selfie with GOOD NATURAL LIGHTING and the DAYTIME DARK CIRCLES around my eyes not the NIGHTTIME DARK CIRCLES. Maybe I have one hanging around

#chatty tag #zee5tarbug #ho #asks

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whocaresattitude · 2 years ago

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I never write on here.

Today, I visited my old workplace. I used to work retail. Cashier. Almost two years. Part of me wanted to round it to 2 years, but I just couldn’t handle that type of work anymore. The people I dealt with were so… awful sometimes. My “bad days” were piling up.

I guess this will be a small journal post. Like the ones I made years ago. So, I saw the store. I was with my partner. We were looking for bike accessories. I could have sworn the store carries them. All of a sudden, I forget why I’m there. I walk around. Try to see if I see ANY of my old coworkers. The ones I miss. The ones who really made work more bearable. I didn’t see anyone. Then I walk up to the registers. All new cashiers. Nobody I recognized.

I hear the phone announcement. It’s a recognizable voice. I know the voice. I see the third register, and it’s a cashier I used to talk to. We talked about Jojo a lot during work. He was with a sales floor associate. I think I could recognize her, but I wasn’t sure if she typically worked weekends. Maybe it was her. Either way, I was too nervous to go up to strike a conversation. I contemplated texting him, since I still have a lot of my old coworkers’ phone numbers. But it’s been 7 months since we last spoke in person. I thought he’d be working another job by now, so I was very surprised to still see him there. Regardless, I just don’t talk to any of them now, which saddens me. I reached out to another one via text. She never responded. Something tells me she’s no longer a cashier there. Maybe she quit before summer. I’m not sure. I hope she’s okay at least. Anyway…I didn’t expect to see anyone I knew due to the high turnover rate there. That’s one of the reasons why I quit. All my fave coworkers left. Mostly for college or to find a more stress-free type of environment. They all had their reasons. I stuck it out because there were maybe 4-5 people that made it okay to work there. Something tells me they’re gone too. I wouldn’t know. I don’t feel like checking back every now and then to see, even though I live so close.

I walked out of the store, didn’t buy anything. I miss my coworkers, honestly. Whoever is still working there. The store seemed void of anyone on the floor. Only saw folks at the register. Still, it made me sort of miss the routine I had back in Oct. 2020-Jan. 2022. I worked my butt off. Worked 2 retail jobs. One was seasonal. Volunteered at a cat rescue. I did so much back then. Now, where am I?

I’m unemployed. Nobody is calling me for interviews. Yet, anyway. Most have rejected me. I have a cousin who lives in Thailand (I think). He achieved his dream of becoming both a nurse and a homeowner. He was one of the few cousins who wasn’t working the medical field or something successful.

I’m the only one now. I don’t go to parties anymore, family ones. I avoid them. My mom understands, but I know it saddens her. I don’t know what I’ll do now. I see a therapist. Weekly. She helps, but I honestly wish a miracle could descend onto me. Throw me into a dream career. Take me there. Skip all this bullshit, all this pain. My partner is so supportive, but I’m tired of letting him down.

You ever feel being alone? I do, every day. It helps that the Halloween season is near. I cope by looking at decor at stores. Sometimes even treating myself to spooky items. Not even sure how to end this entry.

It helped to type it out, at least.

#queue #journal #journaling

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pocket-mobster · 6 years ago

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Halloween Retales XI: Postponed because school and work don’t mix also I forgot to actually post this

-It was just m/b (fuck it we’re keeping the abbreviation) and me. Sure there were some customers but we didn’t make our goal. Apparently prior to me arriving, there had been more returns than sales (though there weren’t any returns after I arrived 🤔). Clearly 9/11 doesn’t get people in the Halloween spirit. Someone should fix that.

-A man came in looking for low-lying fog juice. He didn’t want to buy low-lying fog juice; he just wanted to look at it. M/b brings out the juice. The man reads over the jug. As expected, he didn’t buy the low-lying fog juice, but he did ask to buy a barrel from our farm set. Time will only tell if he‘ll get it.

-I love the online kiosk. Not that I give that much of a shit about profits, but I like to be able to give customers an option if we don’t have something other than “lol go home and buy it urself ugly” (plus they get free shipping).

-A friend of mine visited my workplace on Friday and told me that not only do we have a Pikachu fursuit, but we have an entire furry section. I knew of no such section. I checked the online store. Nothing. Either they fell into an alternate version of the store or there’s an invisible basement and/or 2nd floor.

-A Mother (you know the kind) was complaining to my face about how expensive the costumes are and how delivery isn’t reliable, but not in an accusatory way? She clearly wasn’t trying to be mean to me, but I feel like that rides the line of “acceptable customer-employee conversation” and “ok sure you can do that but also don’t”. My point is I realized tiger moms either have huge dick energy or phantom dick energy (surface-level BDE that crumbles under pressure), but she clearly had the former.

-I got another complement on the donation prank technique. I told this to m/b and she decided to tape the phrase I use to the registers so other employees would use it. I know I’m not the one to come up with it, but I feel less innovative now.

-I can’t remember if I mentioned this but the radio now plays an ad for our donation program roughly every 30 minutes and I think it’d make a great copypasta. M/b didn’t approve of the idea but I can just make memes for myself, show them to myself and whisper the text part of the memes to myself before going to sleep. It’s called self love and clearly I’m winning.

-There’s a disconcerting amount of pleather products. I went into our “Fine Make Your Own Fucking Costume” section and there was a pair of pleather cat ears and tail with studs and I asked it “Why”. I got no clear response, but I think my vagueness put some tension between us that wasn’t entirely necessary. I think I can save that bridge, but I’ll need more time.

-Speaking of pleather, I held a Soldier 76 jacket for too long and now I want one. The problem is that I don’t like people (especially those I work with) knowing what I buy and if I want that sweet discount, they have to know that I’m buying the jacket. I could just order it online and get a 20% discount from one of a billion codes we have, but that’s less than 30% and also shipping takes an assload of time. I know this is a non-problem, but non-problems don’t exist to me. All things that aren’t problems are just problems that haven’t happened yet.

-Speaking of shipping things, my god damn Reaper shells that I ordered on the 27th of August (two fucking weeks ago) won’t show up until tomorrow. This wouldn’t bother me as much if we hadn’t just gotten one in yesterday. Why.

-I’ve officially resigned to the belief that the Adult Funny section is just a mess by default. It’s completely unsalvageable and it doesn’t matter because now that area has Character.

#retales #another one coming soon #ipj speaks

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tabloidtoc · 4 years ago

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Life & Style, January 18

You can now buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Uber Drivers Tell All

Page 1: Photo Flash -- John Legend celebrated his birthday aboard a private yacht in St. Barts where he slid down the craft’s waterslide

Page 2: Contents

Page 4: The Top 10 Champagne Looks -- Joey King, Saoirse Ronan, Eiza Gonzalez, Gillian Anderson, Leona Lewis

Page 5: Heidi Klum, Jennifer Lopez, Kim Kardashian, Scarlett Johansson

Page 6: Kelly Clarkson’s daytime talk show tied with Ellen DeGeneres’ long-running series in the year-end TV ratings battle -- The Ellen DeGeneres Show lost advertisers and A-listers and audiences after former staffers came forward with stories of a toxic workplace while The Kelly Clarkson Show which was recently renewed through 2023 has become a household staple in its sophomore season and gaining viewers in daytime’s key demographic of women and ending 2020 on a season high -- Ellen is putting on a good front but deep down she feels threatened by Kelly’s success and she’s done everything she can to prove that she’s changed but she still can’t win back her fans plus Ellen is convinced that Kelly is trying to steal her famous friends even going so far as to demand that if a celebrity agrees to appear on Ellen then they can’t go on Kelly; it’s one or the other from here on out

Page 7: Rihanna and A$AP Rocky celebrated their first Christmas together in her native Barbados where the couple went on a sunset cruise around the Caribbean isle with her loved ones -- Christmas is a really important time for Rihanna and it’s not often that she gets to see her family and friends all at once and she wanted A$AP to be a part of it -- he was a bit nervous meeting everyone but he was worrying over nothing because they all adore him -- she’s really close with her family so it was important for him to get to know them before things begin to get serious

* Throwback -- Billie Eilish

* Biggest Spenders of the Week -- French Montana, Sean “Diddy” Combs, Ashton Kutcher and Mila Kunis, Gal Gadot, Katie Holmes

Page 8: Critics slammed Demi Moore’s new movie Songbird calling it a Michael Bay-produced travesty that exploits the coronavirus epidemic for thrills -- the film takes place in the not-so-distant future during a COVID-23 outbreak with Demi playing a wealthy woman who sells immunity bands on the black market for a hefty price -- Demi jumped at the chance to star in the movie; with its topical storyline she expected it to be a box-office hit and she’s disappointed that it’s flopped and is shocked at the backlash and she certainly never intended to hurt anyone’s feelings

* Hilaria Baldwin proudly showed off her post-baby body posting a photo of herself holding 3-month-old son Eduardo while wearing nothing but her bra and underwear but instead of being praised for her postpartum pic she was inundated with cruel comments after Amy Schumer reported the snap seemingly roasting Hilaria for setting unrealistic standards for new moms -- while the comedian soon apologized and deleted the image it wasn’t long before she replaced it with several other shots and making fun of the controversy -- there’s a fine line between being funny and being cruel and Amy overstepped the mark in Hilaria’s eyes

Page 10: The Week in Photos -- Kacey Musgraves visits Oscar the Grouch and Sesame Street

Page 11: Gwen Stefani on The Kelly Clarkson Show

Page 12: Animal Instinct -- Oliver Hudson plants a smooch on a goat, Mayim Bialik with her new co-star Monty the cat from her show Call Me Kat, Padma Lakshmi cuddling on the couch with her dog Ms. Divina

Page 13: Jerry O’Connell got a slobbery kiss from his dog Phil in L.A.

Page 16: Stars Behaving Badly -- Selma Blair topless in a impromptu shoot off the highway in Palm Springs, Sean Lennon pretended to attack a replica of the Empire State Building during a lighting ceremony in NYC, Jameela Jamil and Jason Mantzoukas let their middle fingers fly

Page 18: Say What?! Miley Cyrus on being single during the pandemic, Dolly Parton on her fashion and beauty credo, Kristin Chenoweth on starring in Holidate with 5-foot-2 Emma Roberts, Keke Palmer joking about her skin issues, Jason Momoa who’s been wed to Lisa Bonet since 2017

Page 20: Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez planned to tie the knot in Italy but after being forced to postpone their nuptials twice since the pandemic struck Alex has gotten a case of cold feet -- the pressure of a huge wedding was very overwhelming and in the end Alex decided it wasn’t necessary anymore -- J.Lo also hinted as much saying they’ve talked about canceling the destination wedding altogether because at their ages and they’ve both been married before should they get married or not -- the very next day Jennifer was pictured without her engagement ring sparking speculation that the couple had already reached a decision that they would no longer be walking down the aisle and Jennifer’s heartbroken because she wanted a big splashy wedding since this was going to be her fourth and final trip to the altar

Page 21: Courteney Cox was recently reunited with boyfriend Johnny McDaid after spending nine months apart due to the COVID-19 crisis but the long-awaited meetup in Ireland was far from romantic -- this was a make-or-break trip to either figure things out or go their separate ways and shortly after arriving Courteney laid all her cards on the table and she made it clear to Johnny that in order to move forward things had to change -- with her living in LA and Johnny based in Ireland the time difference is a real problem and FaceTime calls are few and far between and texts go unreturned for hours or sometimes not at all and it’s a daily struggle and Courteney’s at the end of her rope

Page 22: Cover Story -- Uber drivers tell all -- the scoop on celebrities’ best and worst moments as rideshare passengers -- Brooke Shields’ boozy cruise, Tom Selleck requires a quiet car

Page 23: Justin Bieber threw a party on wheels, blind items

Page 24: George Clooney uses a pseudonym, Kylie Jenner was 2 hours late for her ride

Page 25: Cash-carrying Prince Harry is a huge tipper, Tom Cruise is not a cool customer, Jennifer Lawrence makes the back seat her bed

Page 26: Lori Loughlin breaks her silence -- after completing a two-month prison sentence for her role in the infamous college admissions cheating scandal Lori emerges to find her life and family in pieces -- Lori wants to move forward as a family in a positive direction but her daughters have so many walls up now

Page 28: The Bachelorette’s Clare Crawley and Tayshia Adams: Two dream weddings -- with a wild ride of a season behind them leading ladies Clare and Tayshia are happily planning their respective nuptials

Page 30: The truth about Khloe Kardashian and Tristan Thompson’s engagement -- Khloe’s new ring from Tristan sparks wedding speculation -- Tristan swears he’ll never ever stray again and Khloe is desperate to make their relationship work because she loves the little family they’ve created

Page 32: Who Lives Here? Kathy Griffin

Page 36: Fashion -- shop these haute hues -- Pantone’s 2021 Colors of the Year are Ultimate Grey and Illuminating Yellow, making them musts for every fashionista’s wardrobe

Page 40: Diva or Down-to-Earth? John Legend grabs groceries -- down-to-earth, Heather Locklear pumps her own gas -- down-to-earth

Page 41: Gal Gadot assembles a glam squad -- diva, Zac Efron cuts his friend’s hair -- down-to-earth

Page 42: Social Stars Posts of the Week -- Angela Kinsey and her dogs, Kim Kardashian and longtime pal La La Anthony, Laura Prepon building a snowman, Kevin Jonas and wife Danielle

Page 44: Horoscope -- Capricorn Zooey Deschanel turned 41 on January 17

* They’re Not Together, But They Should Be -- Aries Jennifer Garner and Aquarius Justin Hartley

Page 46: Made Ya Look! Emily Blunt strikes a stylish pose

Page 48: What I’m Into -- Jonathan Van Ness

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justletgoandbreath · 4 years ago

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The Yearly Update

I guess while we’re at it, we might as well update the blog for the next time I go through my post. I ended things with Evan in September. I know I had been talking about it but I honestly never thought I’d find the courage to do. I felt like I was too far in to back out now. But a new friend helped me realize that it’s never too late to stand up for yourself. Or to go get what you want. It also occurred to me during the whole thing, that I’ve never broken up with someone. It’s always been the opposite way around. That’s neither uplifting nor disheartening. Either way, he didn’t take it well. Which made me feel terrible but what was I supposed to do? I couldn’t stay with him for his own happiness while also ruining my own. He moved out a week later and took our cat, whom I dearly miss. But there’s no victory without sacrifice. Now it’s just Mom and I in the house (and Zelda). Which is really nice if I’m being honest.

I reconnected with an old friend and went to visit her last week in Florida. She works at Disney World and took me to experience the magic. And boy was it Magical. Everything was different because of COVID. But even Pandemic Disney is better than No Disney At All. I plan to go back once the Pandemic blows over, if it ever does.

I’ve decided to leave my job at the Swim School. I’m going to wait until February but I’ve decided it’s just too much for me. Too time consuming, too stressful, too unorganized for me to stay. The more I think about it, I’ve always been in management. And I’ve always hated it, for the most part. Is it bad to say that I don’t want to do it? Why would a job hire me if they knew I had no interest in staying with the company and moving up? I know it sounds fucked up. But I just want to do my daily duties and leave my job at the workplace when I go home at the end of the day. Which you can’t do as a manager.

I’ve also been on a weight lost journey for three months now. I’ve lost 30 pounds and I’m starting to feel a lot better about myself. I still have a long way to go. Not weight wise but just tightening it up. If that makes sense. I don’t think I’ll ever be happy when I look at myself in the mirror, but I am happy to see less of me when I do look.

I’ve been working on myself a lot too, since Evan and I broke up. I’m getting more comfortable being on my own and doing things by myself. I’m getting more okay with the idea of being selfish. But in an egocentric kind of way but in a self preservation kind of way. I’ve always been to selfless and giving and it always comes back to haunt me. I’ve always felt guilty and uncomfortable saying no for ‘myself’ when I was capable and able to do something. But at some point you have to start putting yourself first. And now is my time to do that.

I think that’s everything. 2020 was really going to be my year and then the Pandemic threatened to take it away. But in a way, I think it still was my year. Which means I can start off 2021 with the things I wanted to accomplish this year. But I’ll be better fit to accomplish those things. We’ll see how it goes.

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purplesurveys · 4 years ago

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Do you have a pair of Beat headphones? I used to have a pair. I mean it’s still around in my closet, but it’s completely broken now with the cable all given out and the cushion for the left ear has been missing for a while. I just don’t have the heart to throw it out because it was my absolute favorite pair of headphones that gave me good memories during a particularly shitty time in high school.

How was your week? A little better. I’ve gotten into the groove at work so I’m no longer shy when it comes to asking questions and giving inputs, and I’ve gained a better grasp of the workplace’s dynamic so it’s also been easier to communicate with people. Heavy life stuff is still around and it won’t be leaving for a while, but they were easier to ignore this week.

Are any of your electronics not working properly at the moment? Not really, but my phone’s charger cable recently stopped working. I have a backup that I’m using at the moment and while it’s able to charge my phone, it’s starting to fray and I’m not feeling too good about the wires that I’m starting to see hahaha. I just don’t know how to take care of my cables, guys. Anyway, this question made me paranoid so I took a few minutes to wrap a shit ton of electrical tape on the frayed area so I think it’s all good for now.

Are you excited to pick out your wedding dress one day? I like thinking about my wedding but I truthfully dread the wedding gown part. I’ve never been able to decide what look and style suits me best and I’ve just never been good at determining things like that. I like to imagine that I’d leave that bit to whoever my maid of honor will be, because I’d definitely prize a second opinion more than my own.

When was the last time you felt relieved? Yesterday, 6 PM when I exited the last Google Meet for the day. It was a Friday night and it meant my work week was over :)) I mean I love what I do, but Friday nights will always hit differently.

Does it bother you when an artist remakes a song that one has previously done? I wouldn’t say it bothers me but covers are definitely a hit or miss for me, with way more misses than hits. Nothing wrong with acts putting their own spin on an already existing song, but I’m personally the “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” type when it comes to music.

What brand of chapstick do you use? I don’t use any mainly because I’m bound to lose them within a week. Same goes for other care products.

Do you really think someone could be perfect? No. Everyone has their flaws and that should be okay to acknowledge.

When was the last time you cried? Wednesday, I think. It’s been three days! I’d count that as an achievement. But idk, my sadness comes in waves so I shouldn’t be celebrating too early. I’m sure I’ll feel a pang soon and be crying again over the weekend.

What’s a food that you like every once in awhile but not often? Cake. Too sweet and rich; I wouldn’t enjoy eating it every day. What letter is the song you’re listening to under? Not listening to music, but I have a YouTube video on.

Would you rather visit the 60s or 70s? 60s would be the lesser evil, I guess. I would NOT want to live through Martial Law in the 70s...I originally wasn’t even going to go with 60s because I think the world was a bit chaotic at the time, but I think my country was mostly unaffected by the political/cultural things happening then so it’s whatever.

Are you the type of person that enjoys getting hugs? I don’t actively seek them out but it feels nice when someone likes me enough to extend their arms out to me for a hug. I haven’t been hugged for a while and I feel kinda empty.

Do your socks say anything on them? I think some of my socks have the brand name on them but that’s it.

Name a TV channel that only has three letters in it. AMC.

Have you found out who your true friends are? For now, yes.

Gray or Grey? I use both spellings for no particular context. I simply like changing it up lol.

Will you be buying concert tickets any time soon? LOL of course not. And I’m very picky when it comes to concerts that I choose to attend anyway, so I doubt I would’ve bought any tickets in the last six months even without Covid unless it was for Paramore or Beyoncé.

Have you seen the movie The Perks of Being a Wallflower? Did you like it? Nope, but everyone was hyping that movie up when it came out. It never really looked like my thing < Yeah pretty much. I feel like it’s such a teenage-y movie so I was never drawn to it. I also think it would be too triggering for my depression, so I’ve felt wary about checking both book and movie out.

Is there something you’d fall apart if you didn’t have? One of my biggest fears is to end up alone, so I always have to have some form of a support system to fall back into. I would be very lost if I didn’t have at least one person to rely on.

How many weddings have you been to? I can think of four off the top of my head. I was either a flower girl or a junior bridesmaid for all of those.

When you smile, are you confident? Most times I am; I like to smile. But sometimes I smile just to fake it and avoid any questions.

Have you ever not done something because you were afraid of getting in trouble? Yesss, all the time. I’ve always been all about following the rules and I’ve never seen the appeal in breaking them. That makes me sound boring but at least I’ve never gotten in serious trouble lol.

Was the weather beautiful today? For me it is, but only because I like the rain and cloudy weather. Others might find it bleak and sad, but I feel right at home.

Do you have to have a fan on when you sleep? Yeah, all year long.

Would you rather have an orange, red or gray bedroom? If I had my dream modern/brutalist home, grey would be soooo fucking perfect for the bedroom.

Would you ever dye part of your hair blue? I’m open to it, but I don’t think it’ll be a good match for my black hair as both are darker shades as it is. If I could dye my hair I’d pick lighter colors like green or even go all the way to blonde.

Have you ever gone to a private school? Yeah, from kindergarten all the way to high school. Private schools here typically give a better quality of education and they don’t give off the for-lazy-spoiled-kids vibe that I always hear from private schools in other countries, which makes them the norm for middle and upper-middle class families.

Is Finding Nemo a favorite movie of yours? I have other favorite animated movies, but that doesn’t stop me from loving Finding Nemo. :) I would always tune in for the whole thing if it were on.

Does/Did your school have a uniform? I had to wear one in my first school, but I didn’t need one for college.

Turn on the TV. What channel are you on? No TV where I am. I think my parents are watching a movie on their TV, but it’s on Netflix rather than a channel.

Does your house have security cameras? It does not.

Does a popsicle sound good right now? Eh, I guess it sounds fine but I’d rather have a pint of ice cream. I think that fits better with the weather and the mood that I’m in today.

What’s your favorite exercise workout? My weight training class last year was a lot of fun. I always felt dead after every session haha but I definitely felt healthier. I wish the semester had gone on longer just for that one class.

What’s your favorite thing to do? Lol I love doing many different things < Same lmao this question is so vague??? My favorite thing to do these days is binge-watch Rhett and Link content, but I like doing so many other things too.

What did you do for your 17th birthday? I was with Gabie that day and we went to a local art museum, as well as to a restaurant that she had wanted to take me to.

Does your local Walmart have benches in them to rest? We don’t have Walmarts.

Was your favorite stuffed animal really a teddy bear growing up? I never had stuffed animals. Well I was given a few of them as gifts, but I was never into them and they always ended up being owned by my sister.

If your house was haunted, what would you do? Not even think about it. Just show them that I couldn’t care less, lol.

Are you good at swimming? I can do a few strokes and am pretty good at treading, but I'm prone to panic-kicking when I can tell that the water is too deep.

What’s worse: Slow internet or slow walkers? Slow internet is such a pain in the ass. Shouldn’t even have to be an issue in 2020 anymore.

What is the rudest thing a guy has ever done to you? Cat-called, whistled at, winked at, lunged at. One good thing about this lockdown is that I haven’t had to deal with men as much as I used to. Do you sleep with the sheets tucked in or out? Well I only have one layer of bedsheet and it’s the one that covers up the mattress, so it’s tucked in by default. I have a blanket to cover me up when I’m cold.

What do you do to fall asleep faster? I find a few videos to watch as that tends to make me feel sleepy the quickest.

Do you carry a bottle of water wherever you go? I used to have a tumbler/water bottle in college but I forgot it at the gym one day and when I came back for it, somebody already stole it :( It was such a handy water bottle because it kept my water cold all day, so it sucks that I lost it. I’m planning to buy the same model again soon.

Are you afraid that one day you might get cancer? It doesn’t really run in my family save for one grand-aunt who had cancer, so I’m not too worried. But I’ve accepted the fact that it is at least a possibility.

Are you a fast or slow walker? I like being in the middle. Slow walkers are annoying so I try not to be one, and walking fast just reminds me of my mom and how quickly she walks at malls when she’s supposed to be spending time with her family lol.

Do you usually have to wear a belt with your pants? No. They all fit me just fine.

Does it bother you when people’s underwear hangs out? Eghhh, it really does. I know it shouldn’t but it really does. I just feel like it’s so invasive and it gives me a lot of secondhand embarassment.

Are you usually the person to try new things with your hair? Not really. I like staying safe with my hair. The most daring thing I’ve done with it is get bangs tbh, and I don’t plan on going any further than that.

When’s your birthday? April 21st.

What age do you look forward to reaching? I don’t feel that way about any age. Whenever I reach ultimate satisfaction and security will be a good enough age for me.

Name a state that begins with the letter M. Minnesota.

What’s the first thing you do after a car accident? Think about how to tell my parents. D:

What do you use to get rid of bad breath? Brush my teeth, drink water.

What exercise do you hate the most? Pull-ups.

What do you do at a party? Drink, socialize, tell stories, eat allllllll the food ha.

#survey #surveys

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lordsicheng · 7 years ago

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Autumn Breeze: Pt. 1

MXM Donghyun x OC Genre: Fluff, Breakup Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 [coming soon]

"We could have been like that, but our strings never got attached."

“I spoke with mom on the phone. You’re leaving Thursday night.” It was a gloomy Monday afternoon, and your brother came over as soon as he read your text. You decided that it was the best for you to move back to your hometown after contemplating for the past couple of months. “Thanks. I’ll start packing later. Don’t you have work, though?” you asked your brother. “Yeah, I do. But I’m worried about you, y/n. Are you sure you want to do this? You worked hard moving here to live a new life after you graduated university and moved here over a year ago.” your brother asked, tone full of worry “I’ll be fine. I’ve grown out of it.” you forced a smile “I’m gonna miss my little sister. Now I don’t have anyone to annoy and eat hot bar with at my favorite food stand nearby.” he pouted, trying to be sulky “Our favorite food stand.” you laughed as you opened the door to let your older brother leave for work “You sure you don’t need any help packing? I can stay over tonight to help you, really.” he said as he walked his way out the door of your apartment “No. I got this. Your little sister ain’t that little anymore.” you leaned on your front door as you smiled again, with even more force to show that you really wanted to be alone for a while “Fine. See you tomorrow morning.” your brother ruffled your hair as he walked his way to the elevator. He waved again as the doors opened for him to enter and head off to work You bit your bottom lip as you continued leaning on your front door for a couple more minutes. You then went back inside, closed the door, and headed off to the kitchen to make some tea. What actually happened for you to suddenly leave Seoul, despite it being the city of your dreams? You sighed as you sat down on your couch, putting your cup of tea on the coffee table in front of you before you could stretch your legs and just lie down on your couch. You stared blankly on your ceiling for quite a while, until you heard your phone ring. You were a bit startled, since you didn’t really expect anyone to call you by that time. All your friends had to go to work, and you just left your job two weeks ago, finishing your year-long contract. You picked up your phone to see a message from an unsaved number. “I don’t know if this is still your number. But I hope we can talk soon. Reply me when you can.” You definitely knew who it was from. You suddenly had flashbacks from exactly last year. “October 21st.” you mumbled. Yes, it was that day. The day you first felt butterflies in your stomach. The day you first thought would change your whole life after admitting you will die alone with 56 cats. The day you fell in love. “Hey, y/n! I want you to meet a friend of mine from college.” one of your coworkers and closest friends, Jina, gleefully said as she grabbed someone by the arm as they arrived at a nearby coffee shop from your workplace. He was quite tall, had golden, light brown hair, had beautiful eyes that resembled a puppy’s, and a very attractive smile. “Y/n, meet Donghyun. Donghyun, y/n!” Jina said brightly “Hello, Donghyun.” you smiled as you stood up from your seat and gave a side eye to Jina, who you thought was the only person you were gonna be meeting that night after a long day at work. “Hey, y/n. I’m really sorry about Jina, she seemed too enthusiastic about meeting a coworker of hers.” Donghyun shyly smiled as he looked down “No worries, Donghyun. I’m always up for meeting people, despite being quite shy on the first meeting.” you grinned, and gave a side eye again to Jina “Relaaaax! He just moved here two weeks ago from Daejeon. And he got a new job just a couple of days ago! Time’s moving fast for you right, bud?” Jina lightly slapped Donghyun’s arm playfully Donghyun was very cute, you thought. He kept looking down, obviously because he was blushing from all the tension Jina has been giving him for being able to go independent after graduating university. You all sat down on a round table, Jina seemingly forcing Donghyun to sit next to you for obvious reasons. Suddenly, Jina’s phone rang and stood up. “Oh my, I gotta go kids. My landlord has been bugging me about my lease even though I still have five months to pay for the place. See ya!” Jina dashed off and out of the coffee shop, leaving you and Donghyun dumbfounded and awkwardly looking around the coffee shop, and then to each other. Donghyun suddenly burst out laughing a bit as he saw your confused expression and you raised one of your brows up, trying to think what has made the boy suddenly laugh at you. “I’m sorry, it’s just that this was all so sudden.” Donghyun smiled, looking down on the table and then at you again. Your cheeks suddenly started heating up at how he looked at you, and you were not sure how you should respond. “No! Don’t even think about it.” you thought, until Donghyun continued to try not make things even more awkward “Okay, let’s start over. My name is Kim Donghyun and I’m from Daejeon. I currently work at Pressfield Publications as a staff writer, which is like, the starting point of this writing career... but I am working on it!” he smiled brightly. You were amazed by how he suddenly got enthusiastic about moving to Seoul. “Y/n. I’m a communications director as Greenfields, Inc., which is that huge building across this coffee shop.” you said as you reached out your hand, in hopes of getting a handshake from him. And well, it worked, and he grabbed your hand the second you reached out. His hands were so soft, touch so delicate, but you pulled out your hand once you felt like you were about to squeal as if you touched your idol’s hands at a fanmeet “So, how did you and Jina meet? And what did she tell you about me for her to even leave you here, with me, a stranger, at a crowded coffee shop?” you asked, as if you were giving him an interview on a celebrity gossip talk show. Donghyun couldn’t help but chuckle at your sudden burst of questions, which he thought was undeniably cute “Oh no. Even his laugh is cute. Code red… Code red…” you thought as you tried to keep your posture and be more professional or else he would think you had a motive, in which you actually don’t “Well,” he said as he stood up, “I, for sure, wouldn’t like to meet someone at a place that’s as crowded as here. Wanna go for a walk? We’re near Banpo Bridge, so we could just stroll around the nearby concreted riverside as we wait for the colorful lights to light up.” he said as he reached out his hand to you “Well. It could be worse, but, what the heck. I’d love to.” you absentmindedly grabbed his hand as he led you out of the coffee shop, forgetting the fact that you “shouldn’t” fall for him in any way. Before you knew it, both of you were walking by the riverside as you passed by a food truck, where your favorite snacks were displayed. You couldn’t help but go over the food truck and buy some for yourself, and called over Donghyun, who was at first hesitant, but was eager to try anything. As you were about to pay for the snacks you bought, Donghyun grabbed your hand, “I’ll pay. And don’t tell me no, because this counts as a first date for us.” You were shocked by his sudden utter of words, and he just smiled shyly as he paid for all the snacks you both devoured. You both then thanked the lady at the food truck and continued on your way to see the bridge light up. For some reason, you both were then talking about even the most random things. Like from how Donghyun wanted to become an idol at one point and learned the guitar, to you having to chase a random guy who snuck in the girls’ dorms at midnight at your old university. It was obvious you both had so much fun, and it felt as if you both knew each other for quite a long time. You both were starting to become very comfortable with each other as you both talked, but your phone rang and you saw your brother asking you where you were. You totally forgot you had dinner plans with him after two weeks of not seeing each other, even though you both worked in the city. “Aaaah damn it. Donghyun, I actually really need to go. I forgot I had dinner plans with my brother.” you said as you put your phone back in your purse Donghyun wasn’t looking at you. In fact, he was looking at something else that had caught his eye. “Donghyun? Are you o-“ “Shh. Look.” Donghyun said as he turned you around to face the Banpo Bridge. You never really thought about how pretty the lights were, in fact, you haven’t even seen any of the bridges around Han River light up at night. And yes, it was truly a beautiful sight. “Y/n. I want to see you again soon. If you will let me.” Donghyun said as he moved to your side while looking at you You felt your heart beating faster and slowly looked up at Donghyun “Okay.” you smiled as he smiled back, his eyes full of sudden affection. You ran off to catch a cab nearby without looking back at Donghyun, who was still standing at the same position he was in, making sure you were able to safely go to your destination. Back to the present, you found yourself sitting quietly on your couch while reminiscing that day, staring at a blank space by the corners of your window. You let out a deep sigh and closed your eyes tightly, letting a single teardrop fall from your eye. You opened your eyes again as you heard your doorbell ring and again, you were not expecting anyone to hang out with not anyone to visit you. “Y/n? I know you’re in there.”

#mxm #donghyun #kim donghyun #mxm kim donghyun #donghyun scenarios #kim donghyun scenarios #mxm scenarios #mxm kim donghyun scenarios #bnm boys scenarios #yaaay first post c: lol

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snake-oiled-chief · 5 years ago

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(Okay just to get this out of the way: I’ve only ever seen your blog on mobile so now that I’m actually seeing it on my laptop…wow. Like whoa. WOW. I love your theme/background so much…okay it’s out of my system now.)

…For a hot minute I got so distracted by how pretty your theme is I forgot the questions I had about Tokage (mostly about his Quirk) BUT I HAVE ‘EM NOW:

Oh thank you for sending me this! This was a lot of fun to answer btw!

About his Quirk:

1. Considering his Quirk, which side of his family did he inherit it from, mom or dad (like with Asui)? Or is it one of those Quirks that mutated and subsequently turned out to be unrelated (like with Eri’s Rewind)?

Shino got his ability from his Grandfather on his mother’s side. He was born with scales like his own but the problem here is his Grandfather could turn his Quirk off, he can’t so there was some form of mutation as DNA was transferred. His mother could spit venom, his father has a mil Quirk which was hyper sensitive eyesight.

2. Does he get more sluggish in the winter, like is there a risk of hibernating like with Asui?

A mild risk but he doesn’t hibernate. He stays in the station more often in the winter but yes, cold is a weakness to him, it makes his scales brittle as well.

3. We know he has night vision, so what is his vision like during the day? Are the colors brighter? Are sunny days a little painful for him, enough to keep several pairs of sunglasses? Or is it just normal like everyone else?

Normal eyesight in the day, the sun doesn’t affect him.

4. Does he have a three-chambered heart?

Yes.

5. Incoming stupid question for laughs: does he shed his skin? (And just how annoying is it?)

Lol, no. He loses scales but thats only if they’re damaged.

6. Does his Quirk affect his strength? Like, does it make him stronger?

No.

7. About his venom making skin contact and burning, is it strong enough to leave fourth-degree burns?

No.

8. Is his core temperature less stable (compared to the average Quirkless person)?

Yes. He hovers close to a human temperature though.

9. Is respiratory system also affected, like does he have better lung capacity (compared to the average Quirkless person)?

No.

10. How strong is his sense of smell? (If it’s strong enough then I can only imagine air pollution being hell for him.)

His smell isn’t fully hyper sensitive like a snake would be, but he can still pick up scents better than the average joe.

About the Workplace (and what he does):

1. What was going on with Tokage in the aftermath of the USJ incident?

Chaos. He ha purposed stricter rules for the school to follow and for their parents. Ever since he’s been capturing the stranglers of the incident an putting them through rigorous interrogations for the whereabouts of the LoV.

2. What were his thoughts about U.A. going through with the Sports Festival, considering what happened at the USJ?

He hated it. He warned Nezu of the precautions but of course they didn’t listen.

3. Did he ignore the Sports Festival broadcast? Or was he watching and did he take notice of Midoriya and Todoroki’s battle (hence any questions about the relationship between the former and All Might)?

Yes. Yes and yes. He takes great intrest in Deku.

4. Does he have an idea that something completely different went down with Stain’s arrest? Did he catch Endeavor showing any signs in behavior that suggested otherwise, and what would Tokage have done if he found out?

Oh for sure. Though he knows the other Chief well, he knows his dogshit better than anyone….haha get it? But yes. He knows it’‘s not the truth. He would have done the same to be honest.

5. Incoming really nasty question: the motives behind Bakugou’s kidnapping are fairly obvious, but while getting his coffee to prepare for the stress coming soon, he overhears an old middle school classmate of Bakugou’s ranting to a friend about how Bakugou got into U.A. despite “crossing a line” while he bullied Midoriya. After the friend asks about what Bakugou said, the person recites the “swan dive” comment (I tried to type it out but it was really painful to) and actually did want to report it to the faculty and the police, but was afraid of what Bakugou would do to them which, given what his Quirk and attitude are like, isn’t all surprising. Now having overheard and knowing all of this, how would Tokage act? (You can omit this question if you want to.)

You can bet your ass he’s paying a visit to the school and his parents after the ordeal.

6. How many men did he lose at Kamino?

7. Considering Todoroki used his ice, it would be at least near impossible to not notice the students’ presence during the rescue op at Kamino, so how did the police handle that? Or were they unable to since the kids didn’t engage in combat with any of the villains?

Unless they engaged, Shino can’t do anything but he did tell Endeavor.

8. Given Toga Himiko’s Quirk, background and connection to the League of Villains, would you say that Tokage and his men are more concerned with tracking down and arresting her than Shigaraki to prevent any more impersonations and make it easier to keep track of who is who? (Imagine Toga killing and impersonating one of his own men, especially a rookie with a worried mother…yikes.)

He’s concerned abaut taking her down and Twice, really.

9. How involved (to an extent) was he in the investigation on Overhaul and the anti-Quirk bullets?

Not by much since it wasn’t in his jurisdiction.

10. Did he personally know Sir Nighteye? If yes, how he did take the news of Nighteye’s death?

Tokage knew Nighteye, yes. They had opposing views on heroes half the time but they respected one another as allies. He was greatly affected by his death, even paying him tribute by putting flowers at his gravesight.

11. What was happening with Tokage and his men in the aftermath of the attack on Overhaul as he was being transported?

A whole lot of paperwork…

12. Has he met Eri in person for questioning?

No.

13. Does he disagree with U.A. taking custody over Eri, especially in light of past incidents with their security measures?

Oh for sure, but the trusts Aizawa so he’ll let her stay….or now.

14. Considering Gentle/Tobita’s antics, what was Tokage’s attitude towards the case? Hostility or just plain apathy with a measure of not taking him seriously? (Like “*Siiiiiiigh* It’s this guy…alright, let’s bring him in and get this over with.”)

He felt kinda bad for the guy? He felt pity for this pathetic dud more or less so. Like he knew he wasn’t a bad guy. He’d dealt with bad men all his life so he took it seriously but didn’t break the book over his head either.

15. What was police training like for him?

Pretty tough, but he was determined to show that h was just as good as any hero.

16. Have there ever been attempts on Tokage’s life before, given that he’s Chief?

Yes, many actually. If he dies it’ll send chaos through the city. He’s a skilled fighter for this exact reason.

17. If he knew one of his men has a target on their back, does he offer to walk them home? Or does he walk them home whether or not they want him to, no questions asked?

Please, they’re getting a ride home with three escorts to boot with him.

About his Daily Life:

1. What are mornings like? Does he sometimes get his coffee alongside coworkers and colleagues?

He tends to like being alone. He’s reclusive and a loner. He doesn’t like people but man does he love cats.

2. What is a non-hectic/“quiet” day like for him at the station? Just constant paperwork?

Paperwork, coffee and classic music playing in the background.

3. For laughs: has he ever been in a situation where he runs into someone he’s seen on television/met in the field (like if he runs into one of the more meek and nicer U.A. students from the hero course, like Midoriya or Iida; or a Pro Hero like Ingenium) a place like a grocery store, and not realize it until he gets a better look at them? How awkward would/does it get?

Oh god, that happened once with the Todoroki clan. He was quickly power walking the other way with his cart full of coffee in his pajama sweats an his messy hair.

4. What does he do after work? Does he sometimes wander off or does he always go straight home?

Home or to a cafe to read while drinking coffee

5. And finally, considering the shit he’s witnessed and been through, has he ever considered tai chi and/or yoga?

He does tai chi every other weekend in the park.

#musing snake #snakeoiledchief #thank you for this! o/#submission

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