#oops i answered on thursday again

[thatseventiesbitch]

My dark!Donna AU where she starts using heroin after Eric breaks up with her from Africa is what comes to mind first (it’s unpublished - only something I have drafted/outlined). Hyde finds out about it and he helps her stop using/keeps her sober for the rest of season 8. Their relationship becomes intimate in ways it never was before - but the story isn’t a (romantic) Donna/Hyde one at its core. It’s a Donna-centric piece more than anything, an exploration of Donna and Hyde’s friendship, and ends in the E/D and J/H camps.

But I know little to nothing about heroin, so... that’s where the research comes in. 😅

I had to research what heroin looks like, how one takes it, how Donna would have been most likely to take it in 1979 (if that was different from today?), what the effects of it feel like, how a person acts when they’re under the influence of heroin, how a person looks when they’re under the influence of heroin, what might be the signs to Hyde that Donna’s using, what rehab was like for heroin in the late 1970′s, and so much more.

I don’t know about watch lists, but once during this writing/outlining process my husband came across a Google search of mine that was something like ‘hiding your heroin addiction from friends and family’ and was like “Okay so... I gotta ask about this one...�� and I immediately started cracking up because, like... omg. Yeah, no, I got it. (We had a good laugh about it in the end *lol*) 

Writing Wednesday Week #9

What internet research have you had to do for a fic that's most likely to have put you on a watch list?

Event Details

[disasterbuck]

On a mission to spread some Friday positivity! If your are a BT shipper, say one nice thing about buddie (even if platonic). If you are a buddie shipper, say one nice thing about BT 🌈 ❤ 🧚‍♂️

hi anon, sorry it took me a bit to get to this!

I really love Buck and Tommy's first kiss. It's so gentle and soft.

[deadsetobsessions]

Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt. 5

[Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.6] [Pt.7] [Pt.8] [Pt.9] [Pt.10]

“So you’re that dead kid everyone’s talking about.”

Danny smacked a trash bag into the purple clad vigilante. “You can pick up the glass.”

“Wait, I’m just here to-”

“Bother me when I’m working? At least the litterer brings me cash. You can help clean or you can leave. Plastics go over there.”

Danny pointed at a pile of plastics, ignoring Spoiler’s bemused look. Hard to tell, really, considering her mask.

“I’ll help clean if you answer some questions!” Spoiler chirped, already moving to pick out the glass in the general trash pile Danny’s managed to gather. He nodded.

“Alright. At least you’re helping. The other one just bothers me and leaves his stuff on the beach.”

Spoiler snorted. “I’m Spoiler. Is the litterer Batman?”

“Sure. I don’t really care what his name is,” which was a complete lie, Danny was a fan. It’s just that messing with Batman (especially after he couldn’t clean up after himself, honestly!) overrode his fan behavior. “But if I catch him leaving shit in the waters again…”

Danny frowned, eyes glowing. He could feel- even with his partial tangibility, the muck of Gotham's waters seeping into his boots. It was not giving 'Live, Laugh, Love' to Danny, and he needed it gone.

“Whatever. They dropped a lot of guns down here. You can deal with those too, yeah?”

“I'm pretty sure that's evidence?!”

“If you could call it that.” Danny plucked away the Styrofoam and the hazardous (more than regular, anyways) materials away from the trash pile so Spoiler could dig through with her gloves without contracting sixteen different sorts of illnesses.

“So, what brings you to Gotham?”

Danny pointed at the water. “Came for school. Stayed because you losers polluted the water with dead bodies and gross chemicals.”

“You go to school?”

“Hey, that’s discriminatory.”

“Oops! No, sorry! I meant-”

Danny waved her off, irritably separating a bottle cap from the crushed bottle. Seriously, what’s the point of putting the cap back on if you were going to throw it in the bay anyways?

“It’s fine. How else am I supposed to learn about the advancements made in the scientific industry otherwise?”

Even if Danny wasn’t too sure that science could sure stupidity, but a halfa could dream, right?

"So... do you just... listen in on lectures?"

Danny stared at her. "What else would I do in a class??"

"Oh. I just thought since you're dead and all, you'd do something more... fun?"

"I mean, I could terrorize the local villains for kicks, if that's what you meant."

Spoiler brightened. "Actually, yeah! That would be helpful! If Mr. Freeze keeps bringing the cold during my latte Thursdays, I'm gonna snap and wring his cold little chicken neck."

Danny snorted. "Alright. I will keep an eye out for this Mr. Freeze." Danny paused. "Hey, tell your friend to come down and help us."

"What- oh. Black Bat!" Stephanie waved her partner down. Black Bat gracefully slipped down towards the bay, casually knocking out two goons gunning for Spoiler.

'Careful,' Black Bat signed.

"Thanks!" Spoiler bounced on the heels of her feet. She swept an arm out. "Wanna help?"

Black Bat tilted her head and, after placing Danny under quick but thorough scrutiny, nodded.

'You can get the salvageable stuff. Anything you can't lift, leave to me.' Danny signed clumsily, placing emphasis on can't.

"You know sign language?"

"I'm not too good at it, I just learned this version."

He knew ghost-sign first, after all.

"Chop, chop. I don't have all night."

----

Danny learned that Black Bat had the skill to knock cans into their designated piles if he threw them in the air so she could kick at them.

"You two can come back anytime."

Spoiler whooped while Black Bat leaned back, smug.

"Wait, tell the litterer he owes me $200. He was short last time."

"...Are you telling me Batman owes you money?"

"Yeah. He might be in financial straights, so I gave him some lee-way."

Black Bat and Spoiler looked at each other.

----

"Hey, so guess what I learned about sea boy!"

Bruce's head swiveled to her with startling intensity. The rest of the clan tuned in.

"He knows sign language! Maybe he even knows ancient sign language! And goes to school, but since he's like, dead, he could only listen to the lectures."

"Bruce, Bruce, do not start a ghost-education plan. Stop. We don't even know if he even-" Dick tackled Bruce, who was already writing a petition as Bruce Wayne to give partial credit to students that diligently goes to class.

"Oh, yeah!" Stephanie shouted over the unraveling chaos. "He promised to fuck with our Rogues for a bit so we can get a break! And we also got a bunch of guns!"

"Where? Gimme!" Jason demanded.

"Do not give Todd more firearms!" Damian cut in.

"Also!" Stephanie grinned as Cass shook with laughter. "Batman's a debtor! He owes Phantom $200!"

"Ain't no fucking way." Tim cackled. "Hear that Bruce? That's karma! For not defending me when he called me broke!"

[enkas-illusion]

About My Man - Part 4/5

Fandom / Pairing: Jujutsu Kaisen / Choso x f!reader, Suguru x f!reader

Rating: SFW - Still... MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Content Warning: Fluff, language, hurt/comfort, drama (lots of it), kinda dub-con (can a hug be considered non-consensual)

Chapter Summary: As things between you and Choso start improving, so does your friendship with Suguru – but is it really possible to be just friends with someone you used to love?

Author’s Note: Did I mention I love cliffhangers? Hehehe. Literally took forever but here you go. Leave a comment and let me know how you’re liking it so far! Are you team Choso or team Suguru? ~ Eren’s Birdie

Song Dedication: L’AMOUR DE MA VIE by Billie Eilish

Part 3 | Part 5

Come Saturday morning, you feel no motivation to get out of bed since Choso had already left town last night, so ideally you plan to sleep in as late as humanly possible.

Your dream is short lived, however, when you’re woken up at 9AM due to an alarm you’d forgotten to switch off. You sigh as you sit up in your bed. 

It’s an unspoken rule, sleep will always evade you when you need it the most but will hijack your senses when you least need it.

You check your phone to find 4 new notifications from Choso.

Cho <3: This is NOT what I came home for!

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They’re photos of his mom making him cook, clean and water the plants. You laugh when he sends you another selfie of him fake crying.

You: well, i had offered you a better option Thursday night :p 

Cho <3: Get your head out of the gutter!

yes, that option was way better in hindsight

You: your loss Kamo.

Cho <3: Is it though?… I’ll make up for it when I return.

You: How so??

Seen

You: Hello???

Cho <3: bye😙

You: Hey, explain yourself!

Cho <3: Sorry, the boss lady needs me for some more labour.

You: :( byeee

You find yourself getting happy at every little interaction you’ve been having with Choso in the last two days – the happy feeling of your initial crushing days returning with a feigned sense of normalcy. 

And you’re not the only one who senses it because when you come out of your room, still zooming in to take a good look at ‘your’ man’s handsome face, you hear Luna’s voice from the living room.

“Wow, you look not depressed,” she laughs, a little too energetic this early in the morning.

“When did you get home?” you ask, startled. You hadn’t met her since Thursday morning as she’d called in ‘sick’ yesterday, coincidentally along with Satoru who HR said was ‘horribly down with a bad case of fever.’

“1-ish? Not sure,” she answers, “you were sleeping so I didn’t wanna disturb you.”

“I was sure you’d stay with Satoru last night too,” you giggle, “since you guys were so fucking sick.”

“About that…” she giggles and you crash on the seat next to her, itching for gossip, “We kinda went on a date last night.”

You almost squeal in excitement before your eyebrow furrow, “Wait, then why are you home?”

Before she has a chance to explain, the man himself speaks as he walks out of the kitchen, “Oh hi, you’re awake too!”

He places a hot cup in Luna’s hand oh-so-lovingly before looking at you again, “Mornin’, do you want a coffee too?”

“Thank you,” you smile politely as he hands his cup to you before leaving for the kitchen again.

“That’s blondie? Can you believe this guy? He’s getting action in my house after cockblocking Choso and I a million times!” you whisper and laugh in disbelief.

Luna mouths an ‘oops’ and you wave your hand in dismissal, “Anywayyyy how is he?”

“Oh my god,” she giggles, a hand covering her mouth in disbelief, “He fucks… like really fucks! After last night, I really do believe you are a heavy sleeper.” 

You laugh, still waiting for more details as she blushes while speaking, “I don't know… I think there might be something there!” 

Your eyes widen as you slap her shoulder, almost shaking and swaying her entire torso in excitement.

“My coffee!!!” She squeals as it holds the cup away from her body.

“Sorry!” You giggle as you try to contain your excitement, “You like him? No fucking way this the same Satoru I know???”

She laughs, nodding aggressively. “I’ll tell you everything later,” she whispers when her eyes find Satoru walking out with another cup for himself.

“Sup nerd, what did you do without Lulu?,” he settles down on the chair next to Luna.

“Oh, nothing out of the ordinary,” you answer.

“Sure your neighbour kept you busy, huh?” He wiggles his eyebrows, teasing you.

Right. You and Luna share a silent glance and you know what you must say.

“Satoru, listen to me,” you begin seriously, “Suguru and I never dated…”

His ears perk up as his attention focuses on you.

You continue hesitantly, “Well, there is some history but that's just embarrassing… I was obsessed with him when we were teens and he rejected me, flat-out.”

“Wha– I don't get it,” the confusion on Satoru's face is clear.

“Umm… technically I’ve never actually dated anyone,” you confess, “It never got so serious where I'd call them a boyfriend per se, ya know?”

“And that's okay, right?” his tone softens, different from his usually chirpy one.

“Yes but when Choso asked so suddenly, I panicked… and you didn't really help,” you chuckle awkwardly.

“You got nervous?” He asks, still trying to sort his confusion. You shrug.

“I don’t understand why you get so nervous around Choso…” his sentence trails off as his brain works overtime to figure out the answer.

How can this guy still be so clueless?

You simply shrug again. 

It must be nice being as simple-minded as Satoru. He set his intention on someone he liked, asked her out without thinking about the ‘what if’s and will probably have an amazing girlfriend before the month ends. 

How long have you been crushing over Choso again? Right, a little too long.

“But don't tell Choso… I'll do it myself,” you warn him.

“Hmm…” his face still pensive.

“Aren’t you guys worried about the office policy about dating colleagues?” you ask as you change the topic for good measure.

“They can’t fire me, I’m way too good at my job,” he manspreads on the chair before smirking at Luna, “...among other things.”

“Oh my god, am I going to see this more often now?” you cringe.

“And this too,” he leans over Luna to give her a sloppy kiss. Luna shakes her head at this, yet giggling into the kiss nonetheless.

“Y'all please, this feels like accidentally walking in on your parents,” you bring your hands up to cover your eyes. Luna laughs, pushing Satoru away.

“Anyway, I have some shit to do today,” he checks the time on his phone before sliding it in his pocket, “see ya.”

Satoru rummages through his pockets to fetch his keys before leaning over Luna once again to kiss her goodbye like boyfriends do, making her giggle at the gesture like girlfriends do.

Once you hear him leave, you raise your eyebrows to look at Luna, “Wow. This whole thing is so unexpected and sweet… and maybe I’ve just been an absent friend. I’m so sorry–”

“No, it’s okay,” she smiles as she holds your hands in hers.

“Tell me everything… when did this begin,” you squeeze her hand.

“Yup, but before that, I really wanna take a bath and have breakfast,” she sighs. You nod.

After you both take turns showering, you intently listen to the story of how your best friend started falling for the most unexpected person as you made breakfast.

By the last bite in your plate, the conversation ends up at your interesting love life again.

“Soooo, you had the house to yourself for 2 whole days,” Luna begins, “Why isn't Choso here?”

“Oh he’s gone to his parents home for the weekend,” you inform.

“Well, what about the day before yesterday?” she asks.

How to tell your best friend that your crush had asked you to take it slow?

“Please tell me you at least made out,” she crosses her fingers.

You shake your head, “We… talked.”

“Bleh! Boring!”

“Hey!,” you scold her defensively, “it wasn’t really that kind of a moment, you know?”

“What is that kind of moment? You just grab the guy and kiss him!” she states as she sandwiches your face between her two palms, squishing your cheeks.

“I see now why you and Satoru suit each other,” you chuckle as you remove her hands from your cheeks. You clear your throat before speaking again, “But I’ve decided to tell Choso the truth–”

The doorbell rings interrupting your conversation and you walk out to attend to it. You swing the door open just as the man is about to press the bell for a second time.

Oh.

“Hi,” Suguru smiles at you.

“Hi?” you answer, not expecting him at such an odd hour. 

“What are you doing in the afternoon?” he gets straight to the point.

Well, you weren’t expecting him at all so you look at him with your eyebrows knitted. You don’t remember committing to any plans.

“Well, I was cooking and wanted to invite you over for lunch,” he speaks again to answer the unasked question.

“Uhh,” you think about the offer when you hear Luna’s footsteps as she yells out, “Who is it?”

Suguru is quick to grab your hand before you answer her and you stare at him in confusion.

“Umm– I was hoping it could just be us?” he whispers with hopeful eyes.

You hold his gaze as you inform Luna, “It’s Suguru! He’s inviting us over for lunch.”

“Oh fun!” she yells back.

You give him the most insincere smile that you can produce. He simply sighs, returning your smile without showing his disappointment.

“See you guys soon,” he smiles at Luna who’s now standing behind you, waving at him.

“Yup, see you!” 

As you close the door, you get a text notification from Choso and you find yourself smiling once again.

“Are you actually happy about the invite?” Luna asks curiously.

“What?” you look up, “No…it’s Cho… he’s been texting me since morning.”

“What exactly did you talk about?” she asks, curiously, “Cause from here, this looks kinda confusing...” 

“Umm– just give me 2 days. All you need to know for now is that I'm gonna confess about my feelings and everything else too. I’ll tell you the whole thing then… that is if I don’t die of embarrassment,” you explain.

“Best of luck babe,” she chuckles as she pats your back to show her sincere support.

~~~

When you hear the bell ring in the afternoon, you and Luna both assume it's Suguru as you laze around in the living room.

“Get it,” Luna slides down further into the couch.

“No, you,” you're the same way as you stop scrolling on your phone.

“He's your ex-crush,” Luna pauses the Love Island episode you were watching together.

You get up just as lazily, channelling your inner koala as you attend to the door.

“Hi,” Suguru says and he's visibly surprised at your sleepy state.

“Hi… no, we remember your invite. We were just enjoying the weekend,” you answer the question written on his face as you rub off the sleep from your eyes.

He chuckles at this, “Okay then, ready whenever you guys are. I've set the table.”

He waves at you before heading back to his apartment. You simply wash your hands and face out of habit before leaving your apartment. 

You feel instant relief when you see Luna come out in her pyjamas as well because ‘it's literally next door. We don't need to dress up.’

Any sense of formality fades away when you notice that Suguru also skipped dressing fancy and found him wearing an apron over his clothes instead. 

“Hi, welcome to Suguru’s eatery,” he jokes when you walk in.

“Smells delicious. Have your cooking skills improved?” You compliment him.

“You wouldn’t have to pretend to not be suffering,” he answers before turning to Luna, “I was kind of a bad cook when we were young.”

“Oh,” Luna chuckles as she catches up.

Suguru guides you both to the dining table where he had set up the plates. He makes a show of pulling off the foil off the tray and you’re pretty sure your stomach rumbles at the delicious lasagna and garlic bread platter in front of you.

“Ooo, impressive,” Luna sings.

“Thank you,” he bows down, gesturing at you both to sit down. As you settle down, he brings out a bottle of wine with three glasses, placing it on the table.

“Got a day-drinking habit?” You joke as he pours the wine in the glasses.

“Only when the company's right,” he winks at you. Your cheeks grow hot at his unbridled flirting — yet you remind yourself it's not about who, it’s simply about the audacious openness with which the man is complimenting you in someone else’s presence.

As your internal monologue goes on, Suguru serves the lasagna onto the plates. The aroma is so flavourful that it brings you back to reality. 

“Shall we?” Luna chirps. You nod, ready to dig in. As soon as the first bite of flavour melts on your tongue, you almost feel as if you’d be addicted to the taste by the time you’re through with it.

“Suguru, what the fuck!” you gasp and he looks at you, concerned.

You shake your head in a hurry to clear the confusion, “Sorry… I just– the food is really good!”

“Oh,” he chuckles, relief washing over him, “thank you.”

“I can’t believe you made this!” you express your surprise.

“Come on! He mustn’t have been that bad before!” Luna defends him as she takes another bite.

“No, trust me. When we used to have family dinner together, our moms used to ask me to sit in a corner just to be safe,” he reminisces and you laugh as you nod your head to verify his story.

“Do you remember how you were convinced I pretended to be shitty at cooking to avoid kitchen duties?” Suguru asks you.

“Yeah… well, in hindsight, I got the easier task because you always had to wash the dishes because it was the one thing you couldn’t fuck up,” you tease.

“Wow, you guys really go way back,” Luna wonders as she turns to Suguru, “tell me more about her, I need some dirt.”

He begins with a coy smile, “Well, do you wanna know about before the relationshi–”

“Cut the act, she knows,” you interrupt him, “she’s the one who created the damn lie.”

“Oh… good. Then I can talk freely,” he smiles at you again before turning to Luna.

And that’s how the entire conversation turns into fishing past memories out of your Pandora's box. 

Suguru mostly tells Luna about the you he knew from a different time and Luna is amused at every revelation that unfolds from his anecdotes. As your plates are almost licked clean and you slowly sip from your half-empty glass, you sigh at the bountiful dinner.

“Got room for dessert?” he asks as he looks at you proudly.

“Really?” you ask in surprise, “also made by you?”

“From scratch,” he’s smug about it and rightfully so.

“We’ll always have room for dessert,” Luna perks her lazy head up at the mention of something sweet.

“If there’s one thing I remember as clearly as ever, it’s your love for desserts,” Suguru smiles at you.

“Really? But you usually give me the bigger piece!” Luna looks at you and you blush.

He raises his eyebrows in surprise, “Then know that you’re dearly loved by your roommate… I remember this one time, like a year before we left for college, we attended the town’s fair on the very last day. She was sooo obsessed with the Tiramisu they sold at one of the stalls that she almost cried when they were sold out that day.”

Luna looks at you inquisitively.

“I arrived too late,” you shrug.

“Well, there’s something that never changed,” she sticks her tongue out to tease you, “but did you really cry over Tiramisu?”

“Nope… I got it before I could let the tears flow,” you blush involuntarily. As if on queue, Luna looks at Suguru.

“I went early to get one for her cause I knew it would get crowded later on,” Suguru said calmly, without boasting.

“Oh my– That is soooo rom– cute!” she clears her throat, remembering your pre-dinner warning about not melting at his ‘honey traps’ so easily.

And once again, as a professionally trained best friend, she looks at you before joking, “Are you sure I’m not the one you love instead of Choso?”

You roll your eyes at her but fail to notice the way Suguru’s posture slightly stiffens up at the mention of Choso’s name. He doesn’t let it show but Luna catches it anyway.

“Enough about this one… tell me something about you!” She asks him to keep the conversation from going awkward.

Your phone buzzes and when you read the name, the voices in the room turn into background noise. You open the text, holding your phone under the table in order to be discreet.

Cho <3: You remember this?

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It's a photo from last halloween when you'd accidentally matched costumes with Choso – you're both wearing ‘Vote for Pedro’ t-shirt, side hugging with your cheeks squishing against each other’s. 

You smile at the memory, remembering how Satoru had picked Napoleon Dynamite for movie night the week before Halloween and you'd DIY'd the t-shirt last minute because you were too lazy to pick an elaborate costume. You hadn't known Choso for that long at the time so it was the craziest coincidence, all things considered, and that might as well have been the beginning of your infatuation.

You: yes!

Cho <3: Mom asked me who the girl was cause she’s “pretty”

You: well if your mum thinks so then i must be

Cho <3: Hey i tell you that often!

You: parental approval is on a different level…anyway what did you tell her 👀

Cho <3: What do you want me to tell her?

You: idkkkkk, it's up to you 

Cho <3: I told her that you're someone who makes me really happy

You: haha… now, what did you really tell her?

Cho <3: Only the truth

You: 👀

Cho <3: How about I tell you when I return?

You blush, biting your lip, trying to contain yourself from grinning like an idiot. 

Suguru notices nonetheless.

“Who is it?”

“There's only one person who makes her blush li–” Luna stops mid-sentence when you swat her arm.

“I’ll get dessert,” Suguru excuses himself to go to the kitchen.

Luna mouths an ‘OH MY GOD’ when he’s out of sight.

“Don’t fall for it… I know he’s too charming but it’s a trick, he’s a pro at this!” you whisper a warning.

She’s about to say something when Suguru reappears with a tray. When he sets it down in the centre of the table, your eye almost pop out when you see three tiny plates with big scoops of Tiramisu.

He grins at you, “I know I’m no chef but I still tried for you.” 

For the first time tonight, you genuinely feel that queasy sensation in your heart as you stare at Suguru. You were trying not to lead him on but was being just friends really enough for him? No one makes a full-course meal for just friends… or maybe they do when they have unresolved guilt of having wronged their best friend.

You brush the thought away and instead compliment him for the umpteenth time tonight, “Thank you Suguru. This looks really good.”

“Save it for when you actually taste it,” he serves the plates.

He smiles with his eyes and for a fleeting moment, you feel nauseated at the fact that deep down you appreciate him doing this even when you no longer have any romantic feelings towards him.

“Shall we?” you grin as you dip your spoon into the white creamy layer. The first bite is equivalent to about 5 bites as you stuff your mouth with it, your eyes almost rolling back into your skull in an ungodly manner – but you contain your emotions.

“Oh god! Suguru, this is–” you exclaim and Luna adds a ‘holy shit!’ 

“Thank you,” he blushes at your compliments.

It isn’t another hour later that you say goodbye as you decide to go back to your apartment. As Luna unlocks the door, you feel the need to say what you’d been holding back all afternoon.

“Umm… listen,” you turn to look him in the eyes, “I loved this a lot. It was perfect… but I hope you know that I’m not angry at you for the past… w-what I mean is that you don’t have to do so much for me or feel the need to overcompensate or whatever, ya know?”

He calls your name softly to stop your rambling, “If it’s any consolation, I really do enjoy cooking now and would do it for any other friend as well.”

“Hmm… okay then. Thank you for the meal, Suguru. See you around,” you take your leave.

~~~~

The rest of the day goes by pretty quickly. You collapse on your bed once you’re done with dinner and chores. You’re about to scroll the night away when your phone rings.

It’s Choso.

“Hello, is this a butt dial?” You speak before he answers.

“My ass isn't that fat,” you hear him on the other end.

“It's pretty fat from what I've observed,” you roll over till you're lying face down on the bed, kicking your feet behind you. As lovesick as they come.

“Should I feel violated?” he laughs. 

“Please I've caught you staring at my boobs more times than I can count on my fingers,” you scoff.

“Just a sec– What now mum? Want me to help you out with dinner?” He fake shouts on the other end.

“It's past midnight,” you burst out in a fit of laughter. He waits till your voice dies down before calling out your name, lovingly yet hesitantly.

“Yes?” You ask.

“I'm sorry,” the hesitation fades, his voice as clear as ever.

“What for?” you ask, taken aback.

“For ghosting you. That was really stupid. I was being jealous and insecure and I definitely don't wanna lose you over a misunderstanding,” he sighs and you can feel the relief in his voice.

“Cho…” you speak softly – a certain sadness you weren’t aware was hiding inside starts dissipating when you hear his apology.

“I know you, of all people, love talking a lot. So much so that if I keep the call on and let you start a story, I could nap before you eve–”

“Is this an apology or a roast?” you interrupt to scold him.

He clears his throat, “Pardon me. I love your stories, I will never take a nap in between… moving forward.”

“Hey!”

“Kidding! Sorry! What I wanted to say was that I promise to never ghost you ever again. I know it upset you and it was a dick move. Whatever it is, I will talk to you about things from now on. Promise,” his voice is sincere. With every word he speaks you can sense the playful familiarity being restored to his voice. 

You feel the warm feeling in your chest once again, “Okay Kamo. You're forgiven.”

“Thank you. You're the best.”

“Save it. I need 10 more weekly ice cream dates instead.”

“Make it a hundred… my bike could use the regular runs,” he’s smug about it too – you can almost picture the satisfaction on his face each time he makes such declarations.

“Summer won't last that long,” you pout.

“Then we'll go for hot chocolate.”

You nod before realising he can’t see you, “Sounds like a plan.”

Silence hangs in the air before you disrupt it.

“Choso?”

“Yes?”

“I’ve been meaning to tell you something,” you test the waters. 

“What is it?”

“When will you return? I wanna tell you in person,” you announce, hoping that putting it out there would keep you firm on your decision to confess.

“For you, I could come right away.”

You chuckle at the intentional double entendre, “I’m serious!”

“So am I,” you hear him cackle before speaking again, “hmm… Monday morning probably?”

“Alright, see you on Monday,” you smile, “Anyway, did you only call to apologise?”

“And to hear your sweet voice,” he has you blushing once again. 

You talk for another hour or two before the drowsiness takes over. The last thing you remember as you fell asleep while on call with Choso was him laughing and accusing you for dozing off, followed by you jokingly scolding him to tell interesting stories if he didn’t want you to sleep.

In the morning, you woke up to a text from Choso informing you that he was going fishing with his dad and uncle, meaning he won’t have internet connection till the evening.

Your Sunday now seems to be dedicated as missing Choso day – empty and boring.

That was until Luna told you during breakfast that Satoru and Maki were coming over. And then Maki texted that she was bringing her boyfriend over. Until she bailed to go someplace else with him – and then there were three. 

When they say love is in the air, they fail to mention its casualties are usually the lonely side characters withering away in the background. So that’s how the evening begins, with you being the third wheel during Sunday evening hangout at your place.

“Toru! You had one job” Luna shouts at him with her hands on her waist, taking the serious mom stance. After sharing half a bottle of wine, Satoru casually mentioned he forgot to get more bottles as he had promised he would.

“Sorry baby, I was so eager to see you that I forgot to bring it,” he pouts.

“Save it–”

“I can get it,” you volunteer, needing the excuse to catch a break from the lovebirds.

“You sure?” Luna asks.

“It’s not that late. I’ll be right back… just order the food on time, I’m starving” you get up from the sofa, grab your phone and keys, making your way out the door.

As you wait for the elevator, your cheeks feel a bit warm. It’s not enough to make you feel drunk per se but just a little tipsy – at least enough to make the split ends of your hair seem interesting enough to fiddle with. The elevator dings and you look up to find Suguru inside, raising his eyebrows at you.

“Are you drunk?” he questions as he gets out of the elevator, blocking the door for you.

“No,” you scoff as you get in, “maybe just a little?”

He laughs, “Where to?”

“To get more wine cause Satoru forgot to get it,” you roll your eyes.

“Alone?” he questions.

“I’m not a kid.” 

“Let me accompany you,” he walks back into the elevator without waiting for your answer.

You press the G button and watch the door close as you ask him, “Have you had dinner?” 

“Not yet.”

“Wanna join us?” you ask, praying he could be the fourth-wheel. Besides, you felt responsible for treating him to a meal in return.

“Sure.”

You turn your head to look at him and find him already smiling down at you. You nod as you dial Luna and she’s quick to pick up, “Lulu, order more of whatever you’re getting, Suguru is joining us.”

Throughout it all, from your trip to the nearby liquor shop to dinner and drinks, you’re in your own happy state as thoughts of Choso flood your brain from time to time and aimless conversations with Suguru, Luna and Satoru fill the gaps in between.

Around midnight, when there’s a persistent lull in the conversation, Luna and Satoru excuse themselves to retire to her bedroom, and just as you yawn, it’s Suguru’s clue to take his leave as well.

“Thank you for dinner,” he smiles as you walk him out.

“You’re welcome,” your cheeks feel hot due to how drunk you are and you lazily lean against the door for support.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” he smiles at you, finding you a little-too-adorable than friends are supposed to. He brings his hand up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“What’s it to you?” you narrow your eyes at him playfully.

“If you’re free after work, will you go out for dinner with me?” he asks.

“Suguru–” you sigh.

“As friends!”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” you try to be firm without seeming rude.

“Why not?”

You clear your throat as you fidget with your hands, “Choso returns tomorrow, I’m gonna tell him the truth and probably confess my feelings to him while I’m at it. If there’s any hope for us, it's probably better if it’s not built on a bunch of lies.”

He doesn’t speak. You look up to see his conflicted face.

“What?” you nudge.

“Don’t.”

You stand up straight as your eyebrows furrow, waiting for an explanation.

“Don’t do it. I’m asking you now. Give me a chance,” he’s serious.

“What?,” you ask, laughing in disbelief, “That’s… what? I’m sorry, am I hearing things? You literally just asked me for dinner ‘as friends’.”

He holds your hands into his, “We have history, we know each other. Yesterday and today, spending time with you has made me realise that we still have a chance. What we have runs much deeper than anything you might have got going with Choso.”

You free your hands out of his hold. Seeing him dismiss your feelings gives you a deja vu, “Why can’t you just accept that my feelings for you have changed. It’s been years, for fucks sake!”

“You know what they say. Being drunk makes you truthful. So, just hear me–”

Pulling yourself out of your drunk daze, you interrupt him and calmly rationalize, “Umm… you should go, you’re pretty drunk.”

“I can hold my liquor just fine,” he defends himself, “You said my name when you had to fake a relationship… you know deep down that has to mean something.”

“No… I used your name because it was familiar. We’d known each other since we were kids! You were the first guy i really lov– liked… but that’s all there is to it!”

“Let me show you I’m worthy of being your first love.”

“I don’t understand you. We haven't spoken for 5 years– and now you’re here begging me for another chance?” The crease in your forehead deepens as your voice starts getting a bit louder.

He groans in frustration, “I thought I had this big adventure laid out for me in college and… I didn’t want to be tied down by a relationship that began even before I got to experience the real world–”

“Right, so that’s what I am to you… a last resort you can choose when others don’t match up to your expectations,” you interrupt him, your voice steadying slowly to avoid a noise complaint.

“No… everything I want to say is coming out wrong– fuck!,” he runs his fingers through his hair in frustration, “I used to like you too. Why else would I still remember such silly little details about what you like and dislike?”

“Oh, I don’t know? Out of habit? We basically grew up together… hell, even I remember things about you just cause I’ve known them forever! But it doesn’t mean shit!” you refute.

He rests his hands on your shoulders, his composure collapsing as his face looks agitated, “I know I realised too late that it was you who I wanted all along – but I want to at least try and see if we really could make it work. I know you called me an idiot who only thought with his dick but now I want to cherish you the way you deserve. I’m a different person now, you’ve seen it yourself.”

“So am I… and I’d be a fool if I let you break my heart again,” you shrug with an indifference that stings him.

“Let me change your mind,” he towers over you, “Let me prove it–”

“Are you not listening? My feelings aren’t so volatil–” you don’t get to complete your sentence as it’s cut off by Suguru hugging you firmly.

“Don’t you remember? You used to call my hugs comforting,” he coos and you realise he’s more drunk than you are as he almost collapses over you. 

You sigh, taking a deep breath to relax as you try to pull his hands away to keep him from crushing you, “You’re drunk. Just go home. You’re not talking sense.”

“Me being drunk doesn't change the truth. I loved you and I think I still do,” he’s still hunching over, resting his chin on your shoulder. His arms wrap around you again and you hear a sniff.

“A-are you crying?” you ask him softly. This does not seem like the old Suguru at all.

“Just let me stay like this for a minute,” he sniffs again. You rub his back to console him as he hugs you tighter. He’s probably going to be embarrassed and sorry tomorrow morning when he sobers up. You decide you could talk sense into him then.

But what he does next surprises you. Suguru pulls back before bringing two fingers under your chin to tilt your face up. You stare into his eyes and remember the last time you’d hugged him like this.

Right, it was when he broke your heart.

In that uncomfortable silence, you wonder if you still held resentment in your heart for him. But that wasn’t the case – you conclude, even if you forgave him, you could never forget the heartbreak. And why would you? It was a good lesson for what it was worth.

What you hated was not him but his blatant audacity to think he could still win you over with a few charming tricks. As if simply being nice could compensate for the way he’d crushed your heart so carelessly – all the shit he tried to brush under the carpet as not being a big deal when it was convenient for him. 

Maybe being intoxicated has given you special powers but you feel like you can read his mind. As if on cue, not even a second after you sense his intention, he proves you right when he leans in closer in a desperate attempt to kiss you. 

~to be continued~

[mckiwi]

So I met David Tennant this weekend…

Story time below the cut:

Thursday 7/11: Driving Down

I live in south GA so I just drove down to Miami, FL for the convention. Left about 11:30am and got to Miami at 9pm. Checked into the hotel and ordered food from DoorDash. Practically passed out cause I was so tired from that drive.

Friday 7/12: Day Before The Convention

Friday didn’t offer much at first. I was meeting a friend down there and their flight didn’t land in Miami until that night. In the meanwhile I went to Publix to get some drinks and snacks for the room and got lunch from Subway. We went down to the boardwalk area for a bit once she landed and went downtown to get something to eat. It was a bit expensive but good, what else would you expect. Saw where Georgia posted on her story showing she and David were also downtown. Promptly freaked out and got excited at knowing he was within a few miles radius of us. (Didn’t ever see him obviously). Turns out the free public parking wasn’t free and got a ticket for $30… oops. Went back to the hotel and played Battleship and went to bed.

Saturday 7/13: Day of the Convention

Got an Uber there cause I’m not dealing with that traffic again and arrived at like 9am. Waited in line until 10am for the show floor to open. We walked around a bit cause our photo op wasn’t scheduled until 11:10. I got a TARDIS and 221B keychain as well as a Supercon t-shirt. We got in line and got our picture between like 11:20-11:30ish I think? It’s a blur tbh, I saw him and lost all track of time. It was really quick so I couldn’t really get to talk to him. It was just a “hey” “hi” 📸 “have a good one.” 👋🏻 It was a long wait in the line but it passed by pretty quickly cause I got to talk to a few other people in line. This was honestly one of the best parts of the convention besides David himself because I got to meet such like-minded people. You could strike up a conversation with practically anyone and have tons of common interests. My friend and I actually kinda made friends with this other girl that was there by herself so the three of us stuck together the rest of the day. His panel started at 12:30, so we were in line by 11:50 and sat by 12:25. His panel was really fun. It’s really interesting watching his thought process happen live cause it’s so chaotic. I love him and his failed analogies.

David: “I’m going to stop now. I can smell the frosting from here.”

They had a Q&A in the second half of the panel. The new girl and I actually got in line to do the Q&A, but if you know anything about David you know he’s gonna take his time to fully answer even the simplest of questions, so we got through maybe 6-7 questions within 30 minutes. One of those questions was actually from his own kids, so that was funny. I’m not sure if it was Olive or Wilfred that asked, they were both there.

Kid: “who’s your favorite kid?”

David: “who’s your favorite parent?”

Kid: “well Georgia just recorded for a book, so-”

After the panel, the three of us battled the autograph line. We had prepaid for our autograph, so we got in one line from like 12:45-1:45 to register our QR code or whatever and get a little blue ticket. Then we had to wait in another line from like 2:30-5 to get the autograph. Was worth it though. My friend got a book signed and she made a little drawing for him, which he accepted and had her give it to one of his kids to hold onto. I had him sign my Crowley cover of Good Omens (plan to one day have Michael Sheen sign the Aziraphale cover). I honestly can’t remember exactly how our conversation went but it was something along the lines of

David: “Hi, [my name]!”

Me: “Hey!”

David: “So you want me to just sign right here?” (Indicates top half of the inside cover)

Me: “Yea, that’s fine right there!” (Gives a second for him to sign) “I also made this for you if you’d like. It’s coasters of you and your family’s names in Gallifrayan.”

David: (finishes signing and looks up) “oh, that’s neat! That’s all of us in Gallifrayan?”

Me: “Yea, this is Wilfred’s on top I think.”

David: “Cool! Give this to them (gestures to his kids sitting beside him) so they can investigate it.”

I handed the coaster set to Olive and she did actually start investigating it which I find funny and was showing it to Wilfred. My friend also had a small interaction with them and gave them some bracelets she made. They actually put them on so that was nice. I saw them looking at the coasters still as I was walking away so I hope they like them. (Pictures are of the coasters and some examples of what they looked like. Did all 7 of their names as well as “Tennant” to make it an even 8).

After the autograph, we pretty much just wrapped things up and got ready to leave. We said bye to the new girl and exchanged contact info. Got an Uber back and DoorDashed dinner. Was in bed by 10.

Sunday 7/14: Drive Back Home

What it says on the tin. My friend had to get up at like 3am for her flight so we had to call it a night pretty early Saturday and I left the hotel about 11:30am Sunday morning. Got home about 7pm.

Overall a 10/10 experience. Even with the large crowds, no one was fighting or anything and were generally very nice. Next time there’s a convention somewhat close to me I’m totally ready to go.

[palepinkgoat]

Random Wednesday Questions! (Thursday style oops)

it's that time again…

thanks for the tags @deedala @mybrainismelted @blue-disco-lights @energievie @jrooc !

what weather would you use to describe you current mood? When it just starts getting slightly warm again after a long cold spell. Bright and sunny but still a bit chilly in the shade

have you ever had braces?

Oh yes. I had some pretty severe orthodontia and then just straight up braces for about four years. I still have a permanent retainer behind my bottom teeth that's cemented in there. For a lot of 90s kids (including my 3 siblings) it eventually came loose and had to be removed but mine is SOLID, baby. My top teeth have moved a lot and stick out. Also my jaw juts out so it looks like I have an underbite. My whole mouth area had serious renovations but they didn't break my jaw like they thought they'd have to. W H E W.

do you celebrate halloween?

I used to love dressing up and going to parties and stuff back in the day. Then we had kids and stuff so it's was back to trick or treating. Now it's kind of bittersweet cause the kids are older and want to be alone with their friends. We usually left a big bowl of candy out but this year I might sit out there and pass it out to kids. Our dog is a fucking mess and would bark all night if kids came to the door so I'll probably camp out in the yard.

best halloween/fancy dress costume you've worn

I don't think it's been anything super fancy - I was either a witch or a fairy most of the time. One fairy year I had VERY big wings and that was cool as hell.

last song you listened to

I was in the car with my daughter and were listening to Doja Cat.

last thing you googled Hemlock and Oak Weekly Layouts because I wanted to see people do fancy spreads with the planner I have. Pretty nerdy.

dream car

It would be neat to have a truly new aka not used car. We've never had one like that! II have a Nissan Rogue and it's the fanciest (used) car we've ever had. I love it.

what's your favourite type of cheese?

I'm kinda addicted to VioLife shredded "cheddar" cheese (it's vegan) in a quesadilla with nutritional yeast. But that's like barely cheese related. I truly love soft goat cheese, blue cheese, and anything really but don't eat them as often anymore. So sad.

what colour are your socks today?

Hanes black and grey ankle socks. I have like 30 pairs of them and I share them with my husband and daughter. Some people think that's gross but like??? Life is too short to match up like tons of different styles of socks. Where I live I wear sandals for months anyway.

what was your favourite subject in school?

creative writing or anything language arts/English related

has your mood weather changed after answering these random questions?

a little warmer.

[howyouloveyourdragon]

ꜱᴜɢᴀʀ ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ ʀʜᴀᴇɴʏʀᴀ ʜᴄꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɪ

part 1

pronouns: they them warnings: nsfw section but not neccessary

you hate hiding it from Jace

like actually hate it

he's one of your closest friend and has helped you on numerous occasions but Rhaenyra is just so...Rhaenyra

she almost doesn't even feel like Jace's mum anymore, it's like she two different people to you now

everytime you meet up to go and end things, you're pulled into her embrace again and you don't care anymore, it just feels so right for something so wrong. how could it be wrong for the both of you to be together?

of course Jace notices the change in you but he's not suspicious, you told him you got a new part-time job and with the tips you're making you don't have to worry anymore

he's satisfied enough knowing you're happy

(he secretly thinks you might be a stripper now but doesn't say anything)

you go to less of the dinners at the house on weekends because you feel guilty every time Rhaenyra so much as passes the salt and because you almost always wind up back in her room, her swallowing your moans and praising you like a prayer

the next morning always goes the same way, you leave early and then meet up with her later that night for dinner at the same restaurant your relationship started, somewhere out of town and away from prying eyes

eventually you tell him that you're a sugar baby after you're caught out

you tell him you're working one day so he went to check up on you only to hear that you'd never step foot in there before

you don't tell him it's rhaenyra though

how do you even approach that "hey dude you know when i said i was fucking your mum a year ago when you were pissing me off? oops did it again"

did he even know that she and daemon had a polyamorous relationship?

you didn't wanna find out

so instead you answer all his questions except for the big one... who is it

you both love spending the money on things you can do together but that doesn't mean she doesn't absolutely spoil you, loving the way jewellery she bought you hangs on you

the clothes she buys you are often in her signature black and red but just pout those pretty lips at her and the world is yours

you might as well not even tell you what you need because she'll find out anyway, buying your textbooks before your teacher even mentions them, replacing your apartment furniture every few months because she only wany wants the best for her baby

every once in awhile she might ask if it's okay Daemon join you both for dinner but she doesn't want to make you uncomfortable

if you do choose to let him into the relationship then it definitely sparks some competitive tension between them but they both love spoiling you together

it actually brings them closer, going out shopping on thursdays for you, brainstorming date ideas and what would look good on you, talking about you

they don't want their sweet baby overworking themself

Rhaenyra likes to read over your essays and uniwork, offering to fact-check for you or offer any personal opinions but it mostly ends up in her spewing praise and 'rewarding' you

she spends half her nights at your place and half her place at home, she still loves her husband but you're just so inviting

of course the kids are slightly suspicious but they're going through their own phases and tribulations so long as their mama's home when she gets back home from work, they're happy

she likes things sentimental so i think she would like returning to the restaurant you both first made the agreement but will love when you suggest somewhere, it makes her feel special and especially that you're not just doing it for the money

NSFW

mommy nyra lovess eating you out

for every night you spend apart she doubles the orgasms she pulls from you (on some aegon 1 shit)

half her savings are going toward your lingerie at this point, you just look so pretty all dolled up for her and humping her thigh like a good girl

she likes tugging at your hair but only gently as she pulls you against her

she's not especially vocal but she does make breathy moans and praises at you, she likes intimacy so will usually whisper in your ear as you ride her strap perfectly chosen for you

she likes gripping your thighs and leaving hickeys over you

i feel like one day she would take you to a sex shop and tell you to pick up anything you want and just leave you there dumbfounded for half an hour before coming back and buying out half their collection to try

again i feel like she'd be ecstatic if you wanted to let Daemon into the bedroom but she will never force you, your relationship isn't just about sex and she has the most soft aftercare

she likes washing your hair after sex and braiding it for you before bed, wrapping her arms around you like a teddy bear

she wouldn't be above asking to record you both doing the deed, i can imagine it

i think she would call you endearments such as her 'good girl' or 'sweet one'

definitely a service top in this scenario, she wants her pretty girl feeling loved

Taglist: @multi-fandoms-stuff @syzrina

[illusivesoul]

WIP Tuesday Thursday (a week late oops)

Was tagged by @mtreebeardiles . Thank you :)

I'll tag @timesthatneverwere @judithmactir @fashionablyfyrdraaca @ziskandra and @imakemywings . Only if you feel like doing this, of course.

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Their steps echoed against the marble floor, the sound of leather shoes and the soft clanking of Leliana's armour breaking the silence of the of the pool.  "Through here, sweet thing" Isabela said as she motioned towards a large ornate wooden door. It had clearly been painted over many  times, but Leliana still noticed the vague markings where what had most likely been Tevinter dragons and other symbols that had been chiseled out when the Imperium had lost control of the city a long time ago. The door groaned open, the sound of wood and hinges filling the air as Isabela pushed it open.

"After you"

Leliana returned the smile Isabela gave her as she stepped inside. "Oh..."

Few things had managed to take Leliana's breath away. The first time she had entered the Grand Cathedral in Val Royeaus, walking into the stone halls of Orzammar, finding the ashes of Andrasate in that temple. A bathhouse in Kirkwall hardly seemed  comparable to those. Yet there she was, mouth open as her eyes took in the sigh in front of her. The light from the oil lamps washed over the mosaics that adorned the walls and roof, the colors coming alive as they moved in tandem with the shapes of the stained glass of the windows as the plumes of  steam from the bubbling waters passed through them.

"I trust that you know how to swim"

Leliana's gaze moved from the spectacle of colours and towards Isabela, where the woman was already in the process of removing her boots and the collection of daggers she carried on her.

"I am no stranger to the waters. But I'm sure you'll help should the need arise"

Isabela answered with a wink, and Leliana couldn't help but bit her lip as the pirate started undoing the laces that held the top of her outfit in place. But a sudden sinking feeling reached Leliana as the warmth in her chest that came fort whenever she was around Isabela brought to notice what she had been trying to hide for so long "You do not love her, Leliana. This is but mere fun for the both of us. Do not hurt yourself again"

[positively-knotted]

PhD Blog, Week 11

Oops, late again. Probably because I did basically nothing on Thursday or Friday. I feel like I'm making good progress on the write-up, although I keep finding small bugs that I'm struggling to fix. Spin structures will be the death of me at this rate. Similarly the ~secret project~ (you'd forgotten about that I bet) also keeps hitting snags, although I am for the first time vaguely hopeful that we'll have something by the deadline, even if nothing close to what we'd hoped.

Reading

A bit more about spin structures? Again, mostly writing and staring at drawings rather than reading very much at the moment.

Courses

Penultimate week! Riemann surfaces did some funky geometric group theory that I didn't fully understand about curve complexes. It seemed interesting though.

I left half way through TQFTs and AlgGeom as they were bad again, and I felt I had better things to do with my time. I've already done the TQFTs assessment, so that should be fine. I'm not looking forward to teaching myself all of the stuff that we were meant to have covered in alggeom but just didn't.

Talks

Topology seminar was by my old class tutor for algtop and lowdimtop! Very fun to see him again, and a cool talk about finding exotic diffeomorphisms in nice situations. I asked some questions afterwards but didn't get a super satisfying answer. Vaguely, is there a tangible difference between diffeomorphisms which are always exotic vs ones which are only exotic wrt some smooth structures.

4-manifold seminar was back on. Same speaker as two weeks ago, also pretty good although I found myself a bit more confused. So did the speaker though, and he massively ran out of time.

No topology reading group.

[venusinsilk]

I am living vicariously through your sex blogging, please continue.

Answering this on Monday night- today is the 3rd day I've had my apartment keys and I still have more things to move in from my old house. I'm sleeping on an air mattress tonight while my new mattress sets up in the other room (you're not supposed to sleep on a new memory foam mattress in the first 24 hours of unwrapping it)

Quick mattress story- I bought a new mattress yesterday, and I tried to connect to the sales woman helping me because my best friend told me I should try to get free pillows (they're super expensive at mattress stores) Well I failed and she didn't give me anything for free. I had told her about my breakup, my move to this apartment, the freedom of living alone, and we discussed the joys of being introverts. All throughout she was very professional, stiff even, although she did begin to open up more towards the end. At the very end of the transaction as I'm standing up to leave, she grins and says "Have fun on your new mattress 😏" It was such a sudden shift from her professional demeanor, I laughed and said I will!!! I hope this is a sign that I really will have tons if fun on my new bed :)

The boy is coming over on Friday, and he's asking about using the shower. Together. I need to get a detachable shower head and install it by Thursday. I'm so fucking busy and trying not to stress every day, and having this little bit of fun to look forward to has been helping. He gives incredible head and knows how to move both of our bodiess. He's an amazing kisser too... apparently I gave him a hickey the first time we made out. Oops.

I've also been spending a little down time trying to figure out where we can use a pool privately for swimming lessons and more... I might land on an airbnb for us to use later in the year. I'm trying so hard not to be obsessive and keep a cool head. The boy likes me, but I made it clear that I just want to have fun. He's the super quiet type and I find it hard to read his emotions at times.

Anyway anon, I'm glad you're enjoying my stories. :) when I get laid again I'll update lol. This was a super long way for me to say I haven't had any more lately.

[devondespresso]

Wip Wednesday

tagged by @eriquin 💕

we're back babeyyyyy its been a wild fuckin Wednesday im now calling "Oh My God What Now?" Wednesday after all the little shit that keeps happening. I'll mostly be getting to these late tonight or Thursday since i close

Rules

I've modified this a lot but basically i have several chapter titles and you guys can send asks for specific ones and I'll answer them with a snippet from that chapter either newly written or recently edited!

Wips

we're following the chapter titles format because i think that worked best (and i finished my other writing wip 🕺) so here we have chapters 7-9 plus prequel alt pov chapter .5? chapter 0? who knows

The Karen POV prequel chapter

Ohana means family, family means no one gets left behind or forgotten (gUYS WHAT THE FUCK)

Steve are you okay, are you okay Steve?

What's this, the consequences of my actions? (Is that a motherfucking lovejoy reference?!)

Kidnapping? No. Surprise Adoption

Snippet

i cannot stress enough i don't have time but this part is sacred. Steve Henderson au, steve and kids arrive at tunnels and steve cant do shit to stop them

The kids jumped out as soon as the car stopped, not waiting to turn it off or anything, leaving him slouched in the backseat. He grabbed at the seats then side on the car to get out and follow, but he overestimated and sent himself tumbling to the ground out the passenger’s door.

“Guys..” he huffed, looking for them. They were all huddled by the open trunk, grabbing stuff stashed inside. His limbs failing him again, he pulled himself up using the door, flinging his weight to rest in the corner it made so he could properly see them. They were putting on goggles and had fabric covering their mouths like makeshift protective gear.

“Oh no..” They’re going in there. They’re going to get themselves killed. “Guys.”

They ignored him and Mike hiked over to the front of the car, purposefully around him.

“Hey, where d’you think you’re going?”

Mike ignored him.

“What, are you deaf? Hellooo?” They all kept ignoring him, they’re all ignoring him, “We are not going down there right now, I made myself clear!” he yelled, trying to get ahold of any of them but everyone managed to avoid him easily.

“There’s no chance we’re going to that hole, alright!”

Still ignored.

Like he's not even here.

He marched to Dustin, still at the trunk, leaning on the car.

“This ends right now!” and shoved a bag back in the trunk and turned to go to the others.

“Steve!”

oops forgot tags first time, real quick @stobinesque @marvel-ous-m @itswhatyougive @wuffgang-ameowdeus-moozart @spoookysix and anyone that wants to!

[straycatboogie]

2025/01/04 English

BGM: Oasis - Whatever

I worked early today. This morning, I couldn't join the daily English meeting (Oops!). TBH, my company has to have a meeting to renew each worker's contract to work twice a year. During this morning's work time, I heard that my boss had started having that contract meeting with other co-workers, therefore I had to prepare for that. I even thought I could have that meeting with my current job coach because even now I can't have any esteem in my actual speaking. Like Naoko in Haruki Murakami's evergreen love story "Norwegian Wood", I have difficulty communicating with others.

However, if the meeting is held in the coming week (I had thought it would be next Monday or Tuesday), I could never make a reservation/booking for making my job coach join the meeting. Therefore, I sent a LINE message to my previous job coach about this event, even though I couldn't find out whether she could help me with her current health condition (and also, generally every family must be so busy to spend the beginning of the year). However, she answered me soon. Even though I can't publicly tell our conversation about this, I am very thankful for this connection.

This lunchtime, I thought about the things I've written above again. What would I be able to share with my boss at the meeting? Or, with the current job coach or that friend (my previous job coach), etc.? Suddenly, I noticed that NOW I could have a clearly positive, creative mind enough to decide/explore what I would be able to do next and so on. It meant I could try to expect my future, and even I could wonder/wait for various pleasant moments/events, such as English conversation classes, the weekly meeting on Thursdays, and other events/opportunities for me to use my English abilities.

However… OH NO! After the lunch break, my boss told me that from 4 p.m. we had to start THE meeting. Therefore, I needed to write various things on my paper and also make a preparation in my mind. At that time, we started having the meeting, and I shared various things with the boss. How should I care for the relationship with each co-worker? etc. Even now, I can never have any self-esteem about my speaking style. Anyway, it seemed to me everything had ended finely… C'est la vie.

[corditeheart]

[BITE]: while kissing, sender bites receiver's lips (mercdeleon)

@mercdeleon | some spicy meme i can't find oops

They're late for work, but right now, she doesn't exactly care, still half-wrapped in her towel from her shower and his fingers in her wet hair, undoing all the nice detangling work she'd put in not all that long ago.

She doesn't care about that, either, knees sinking into the couch cushion on either side of his lap, leaning into the kiss, the way he bites her lower lip, again, again.

This is the ideal Thursday morning.

Not going to work, not going to the cafe like always to get breakfast and coffee on their way, not answering a million emails and phone calls.

This, right here, reaching to pull away her towel before it can be any more in the way, kissing him back just as hard, fingers skimming down to pull off the t-shirt he'd also put on not all that long ago before they had both gotten distracted by each other.

One of their phones buzzes again, for the thousandth time-- Xu reaches, snatches it off the table, hurls it somewhere down the apartment's hall, away. She hears it hit something, clattering down and onto the floor.

Whoops.

"If that's yours, I'll buy you a new one," she murmurs.

[satoruhour]

Hi T!!! why did i forget it was thursday and i thought jjk would come out with another ep and i’m just now realizing that it’s thurs after seeing a tik tok (it’s 12:40am) so i decide to look forgetting that the next one doesn’t even come out today 😟 sigh.. BUT yayyy the dorm!!!!! i hope you’re having fun 🍒

oop sorry i answered the other ask first but i found out from a friend both the manga and anime is on break today :(((( im so ughngnh i just want to see the trio again

[bluebellhairpin]

Birch asked me to rank them so I'm gonna do that. From least liked to most liked.

The Inheritance Games (I had to push to get this one finished, and I DO NOT plan on reading the next books. For being a book about solving puzzles, it seemed like they just found more puzzles than solved them. Felt like none of my questions were answered, like the whole book was a dragged our prolouge to the next book. Which is a shame since I'm not going to read the next one.)

The Thursday Murder Club (Again, felt a lot like the mystery part dragged on for a long time with no answers, only more problems to solve. Only redeeming quality was that the end wrapped it all together. Unfortunately I don't think I'd survive reading another book like this one. Sorry sequels.)

Hamlet is Not OK (Very easy read, got it done in one car ride. Felt a bit preachy, considering it took apart the play Hamlet and tried to fit it into the social topics of today (which I guess you can do, but at the same time you have to be aware that things were vastly different back then. This book reminds me some people don't have that awareness). I have a hunch that if the author took the time to flesh everything out more it would've been a really good read, instead of just being easy to read.)

The Reappearance of Rachel Price (I had a good Jackson run this year, but this one gets the lowest spot on the list because it seemed like the plot was going in one direction just to turn right around at the end. Normally the author does this twist really well, but this one just didn't feel the same as the others.)

By The Book (I picked this book up first at the library because I thought the cover was pretty, and then couldn't put it down when I went to read it. It reminded me that I do indeed enjoy the romance genre. It's lower on the list because it's a YA romance and It Shows. But I loved the sprinkle of Classical Romance references.)

Good Girl, Bad Blood (Out of the GGGTM series, this book ranks the lowest for me. I'm aware other readers view it as a filler book to link the first with the third, and I do agree. But it's an important filler. I liked how it felt like it had higher stakes than the first book, which personally prepared me well for the third.)

As Good As Dead (Third book in thr GGGTM series, and (this is going to sound weird) but I really liked how rushed it felt despite being the largest book of the three. Which makes sence since the last half of the book takes place within the same few hours. I also liked the sort of open ended ending between the protagonist and her love interest.)

A Good Girls Guide to Murder (This book hooked me into the GGGTM series. I started listening to the audio book and personally I think that media form is the best way to take in the book. There's a lot of audio transcripts in the book at the audio translates that really well. The other two books don't work that well though.)

Five Surivive (Okay one thing I loved about this book was that the chapters were all an hour of the night, and I managed to read a chapter an hour. It paced really well. It all tied together really nicely. Plus out of the six, the one person that died was the one I wanted. (Nooo, before you ask I didn't put it here because one of the characters names is Arthur (totally not (maybe a little bit (oops))).)

A Sky Painted Gold (This book was my only reread of 2024, and it's my third time reading this book. I love this book. I adore it. It never gets old to me. I could read it again this year. I'd watch movies about it. I'd watch shows about it. I'd buy merch for it. It's like Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy at Gatsby parties. Plus the protagonists sister, Alice, is an angel, I want to be her so bad.)

What I Read In A Year: 2024

I'm finally home so now you get a full list of the books I started AND finished in 2024. This list doesn't include books I started the year prior, or books I didn't finish (sorry Dune :/ (... and The Devil Wears Prada)).

[lululawrence]

How about 24, 14 and 30?

hiiii sorry i didn't answer earlier, i fell asleep before i got it haha but i can answer now before i finally make my fic list for the month... like three days late oops so ANYWAY thank you for sending these in!!

how was your day today?

i'm answering for today instead of yesterday hahaha today was pretty good! more chill than i originally expected because of a last minute change in plans, so it was nice. the toddler was his usual terror self and i didn't get my sunday afternoon nap that is basically a requirement, but that's alright cause overall it wasn't a bad day haha

any cleaning or organizing life hacks?

oof listen this one has had me thinking. all my cleaning and organizing life hacks are more like adhd and autism life hacks lmaoooo so i'm not so sure they would be helpful for like anyone other than ME. ummm i guess my big one is make your planner a happy place for you to be because you'll have more incentive to use it that way lol mine is covered in stickers that are mostly fan art or lyrics or things that make me happy like flowers or quotes that remind me i'm not a failure hahahahah and it's lots of bright colors so when i open it up to the upcoming week and see all five million appointments and things i have to do even though i'm on year four of total burnout at this point, i don't have a panic attack. the bright colors and flowers and our boys rewire my brain to focus on that instead so my emotions are kept a lot more even and i can then still be productive in looking at the schedule which is super helpful for me haha for cleaning, the two biggest things that have helped me is one: it doesn't have to be done perfectly every time, so just do the best you can and at least it's that much better than it was before. and two: break up the big bads in your life so you don't have to do it all at once. for example, i HATE the bathroom. not because i find it super disgusting or whatever, but because it usually takes more effort for me to scrub the tub or the sink and honestly when i was younger i didn't ever know if i was cleaning them correctly or not. i was essentially guessing and was always too embarrassed to ask for help because the few times i did try to do that, i didn't actually get answers that helped me at all. the answers were kind of lackadaisical and general and would probably make sense to a neurotypical, but to my undiagnosed AuDHD brain, i was LOST man. and like, i'm 38 now, i've finally figured that shit out at least for myself, but even though it's a lot easier now and i know what to do, it still has a lot of negative feelings associated so my executive dysfunction basically says, "yeah nope" when it's time to do it and fucks off hahaha SO what i do is i have different tasks in the bathroom on different days. for example, tuesday is toilet day. dunno why, it just works well having toilets on tuesdays. wednesday is sinks, thursday is mirrors, and friday is the tub. saturday is for if i missed any of those days, then i catch up. or it's april and i just don't clean the bathroom. months like that happen, and we still survive. lol which is actually tip three. you'll still survive even if your plans don't work, so pick yourself up and try again. maybe it'll stick this time!

how do you feel about this weekend?

as in the weekend we just had or the weekend coming up? lollllll the weekend we just had? overall it was an alright one. it was longer than i feel like they usually feel for a lot of reasons, and it was weird because there was a lot of stuff that just wasn't really quite at the usual for us, but yeah not bad! haha kinda glad it's over while also not all that excited about the upcoming week, if that makes sense haha but that's also kinda my life right now so oh well lol

that got long i'm so sorry hahaha hope you at least kind of enjoyed the answers? lol thank you for asking!!!

if you want the link to the post these came from, it's here!