#peace ayee

[anakinsbaee]

misses - M.S

summary: in which y/n misses matt after he left boston to go on tour and to stay in L.A. she kinda goes thru a lot

PT.2 HERE

warnings: use of y/n, sad, angst, bsf!matt, no fluff/smut,

a/n: wsg guys i literally left for 10 years bye. did u guys miss me i hope you did 

bella swan inspoo ig ayee we need some angst in here 😝 erm tell me if u want a part teww chat 😓 also someone plz teach me how to do "blockquotes"

Everything was in slow motion. I guess that's the only way you could explain it.

The days were long, and the nights were even longer. Restless nights, anxiety crippling you. Tossing and turning, your eyes never gave you the relief of finally closing and dozing off into a peaceful night's rest.

Your fingers bled from peeling your skin. “What’s wrong with me?” you wondered. You felt so empty; you had never been like this before. That’s right. It’s all because of Matt. Your leg bounced every time you thought of him. Food wasn’t even on your mind; all you thought of was Matt. Why? Why did he go?

He’s been gone since—well, forever. I just miss him. I need him, just to feel his presence. His lingering touch, his soft words. His laugh—God, it just made me so happy. His laugh. When his eyes shut tightly, and he’d lean over and hold his stomach. His smile. I miss him.

Matt’s off in L.A. You're at university. He left you in Boston. “Is he happy for me?” You think to yourself. But, he doesn’t even remember me. It’s like he was never there. Everything’s gone—his smell, his voice. He’s gone.

You finally woke up. You felt a bit of relief that you had finally slept, but soon that would disappear.

Looking over to your night table it’s only 5am, the melatonin didn’t work.

Great, an hour of sleep. You grab your phone, scrolling through TikTok, rotting in your bed. To be honest, rotting in your bed was the closest thing to being with Matt. Which was kind of weird to think about. But the comfort of your bed made you feel safe and cozy, just like the comfort and safety Matt gave you.

You followed the triplets on everything, but on a secret account. You always kept up with them, but recently it made you sick to even look at anything that reminded you of him. You missed Matt, but it hurt to see him so happy. It’s gut-wrenching, when the love of your life cuts you off like you’re just some random person he knew from highschool. All the things he said that reminded him of you, the special words he used to describe you — now it almost feels like he was lying. But Matt wouldn’t lie. You know him. At least you think you did.

Your friends are always worried about you, but you always brush it off and say, “I just need time to myself.”

But honestly, you're tired of your own company — nothing comes close to the way Matt made you feel. Tossing your blanket aside, you finally get up and decide to go outside — no makeup, just in your pajamas. You sigh as you plop down in your car, disheveled. All you can think about is the spot in the nearby park where you guys used to hang out. All four of you. It didn’t matter what was happening; you’d always be there or in their car.

So, you drive there with some uplifting music turned up, hoping to clear your mind.

You sit alone in the old favorite spot, wishing Matt were here, but all you have are the echoes of his laughter fading in the distance as he chases his dreams on tour.

A tall figure stands, his hands in his hoodie pockets. “Y/N?” You hear a familiar voice, in an almost shocked or confused tone. The cold air puffs out of his mouth as he speaks.

[turvi]

id like to request an older!remus x wife involving them waking up together on a rainy Saturday morning 🥹

Ayee thank you so much for this request I hope you enjoy this.

Remus was up before Y/n, enjoying the sound of the rain pattering against the roof and the feel of the cold wind. He loved it when the sky wasn't too dark. And the rain wasn't too heavy.

He saw Y/n sleeping peacefully by his side. She looked so beautiful, but Remus wanted to share this peaceful moment with her. So he woke her up in the most chaotic way.

Remus blew raspberries on her shoulder. He smirked when he heard her groan. When they had first started dating 10 years ago, he would wake her up like a gentleman would. With sweet kisses. Now Remus couldn't help but be annoying to her after they had spent so many years together.

"I'm up...I'm up." Y/n's voice croaked. She opened her eyes to see Remus smirking.

"Morning dove, look, it's raining."

Y/n looked at him in disbelief. "You woke me up to see rain?"

"Yeah, look, it's such pleasant weather. I want to enjoy it with my wife." Remus said, kissing her neck and shoulders, knowing she would melt.

His breath tickled her neck, and she was no longer groggy and pissed. Y/n let Remus tug her closer to him. His stubble pricked against her skin. She gasped. "Growing a beard Mr Lupin?"

Remus smirked and ran his hand across his stubble. "Well, you did say beard might look nice on me, Mrs Lupin."

Y/n leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

She gasped when he pushed her back gently and got on top of her, his nose touching hers. "Maybe I am. What will you do about that, Mrs Lupin?" He loved calling her that. A part of him still couldn't believe this was real. That she chose to spend her life with him.

"Remus, we will get late if you don't stop." she giggled as he continued to kiss her neck and collarbone.

"Just 15 more minutes."' He mumbled against her skin.

..............................................

2 hours later, the couple held each other as they regained their breath. Y/n lightly smacked Remus' arm, which made him jolt. "You said 15 minutes."

Remus smirked at her breathless sight and shrugged. "oops. Let me make it up to you. How about round 2?"

Y/n scoffed and hit him with a spare pillow. In reality, she was just glad to see Remus happy and healthy. The war had taken a nasty toll on him, and Voldemort was growing in power and she was worried whether she and Remus would be able to see each other again or not.

This led them to get married while the war was going on because if their life was ending now, at least they spent it together, in each other's arms.

Y/n thanked the stars that she could see his bright smile again, hear him laugh, trace his scars, and let him know she loved him in this life and the next.

She wanted nothing else, but to be his forever, and Remus needed nothing else but her to be his side.

Remus was so thankful for her that he kissed her again, the kind of kiss you feel in every essence of your living, the kind of kiss that reminds them that it's over and they have each other again.

He leaned back. "Stay here. Let me make you breakfast." Remus didn't move until he drew circles on her hip and cheek, feeling her skin and taking a deep breath his heart reminding his mind she is here.

Y/n smiled "ok...but I will make tea. You add too much sugar."

Remus chuckled as she followed him to the kitchen, quickly preparing their breakfast to enjoy it in each other's presence.

A/N: I hope you like this. REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED

[honey-bitch]

@bbykatkot’s birth chart reading 𐙚🧸ྀི

I hope you like this reading, I put a lot of effort into this, even with mars stationed in cancer oof. It would be super helpful if you could leave some feedback.

Ayee capricorn rising gang, Your Asc is at a taurus degree so that brings some venusian qualities to you, you probably have a thing for really comfy clothes.  But ooo you have the fixed star sirius opposite ascendant, you probably have a thing for leadership and have great ideas. People such as Marie Curie and Gwen Stefani both have this aspect too. Damn and you got regulus in the 8th house conjunct mars, this is very much giving a leader, and regency vibes. I mean potentially you could do well in trade and managing other people’s money with Mars there. But make sure to be fair, you do not want to become Donald trump. Lololol With a 7th house stellium with sun, mercury and saturn, you’re very affectionate and caring and you might perhaps attract a lot of show offs.  What stood out to me was your cancer stellium and your chart ruler in the 8th. Although they’re neighbours there’s a contradiction between the two. As the 7th house is one of marriage and open enemies, there's a similarity between the two as who you let in can ultimately hurt you in the end. With Venus in the whole sign in the 7th it could be said that you love interacting with others and love to surround yourself with people.  However that saturn influence in the 8th provides a contradiction, it could speak to your father being quite a figure, perhaps very much larger than life. ( or not I could be wrong). But Saturn is very tough in the 8th, however quite romantic. There could be a longing for deeper connection but also a barrier at the same time, not to mention with Mars in the 8th it provides a sorta intensity to it, a need to drive a passion. And since this is your chart ruler you may be exploring these themes throughout your life. 

Also chart ruler in the 8th could symbolise you growng up in a toxic environment, With the ruler of the IC conjunct regulus, maybe you have been the star of the show when you were younger and felt pressure or you were anything but that and therefore wanted to shine. Your father could be a bit of a show off with sun conjunct mercury and Saturn in the 8th. he could be a perplexing character and there's potential for him to be toxic.

Ayee Jupiter in the 10th house at 9 degrees (sag), This expands your presence and makes you a walking contradiction when engaging with others. People see you as a libra, pretty, cutesy and peaceful but that Jupiter in the 10th is exploring the taboo. I would say i wouldn’t be surprised if people were envious of u. Moon opposite Pluto in retrograde. You could have a really intimate bond with your mother and may have jumped through hurdles with her. You’re also very sensitive, but silly (lolol gemini moon), as your moon is aspcing water signs.  With a pisces midheaven ayee it’s your nodal return you could very much be working on building a small community and sharing your knowledge with others.

Also June 2025, when Jupiter enters cancer will be good for you as it's entering your 7th house which could be good romantically

[sngj08]

[User] idol!sungchan x fem!reader

summary: Sungchan just broke up with his girlfriend he had since his debut in RIIZE. Eunseok tried to cheer him up to play roblox with him, the other members and his friends. Sungchan feels relaxed hanging out in the roblox gc that he talks in the gc more often. He ends up being close to you, Eunseok's friend and Sohee's sister. You guys talk more often until things get a little complicated.

05. tramisu cake

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"Hi Yn!" Anton says to Yn but he receives a nudge from Eunseok and a side eye from Sohee.

"Wonbin overstretched a tendon." Sohee said, trying to ignore Anton.

"Gosh- Hi Anton!” Yn said as she sends a smile to Anton.

“And you should rest well Wonbin!” Yn said, making way for Wonbin to the couch.

“Plus here Sohee, mom made you food.” Yn said almost shoving the lunchbox to Sohee.

“Do I get any food?” Anton asks Yn giving here puppy eyes.

“Get it together Anton. She didn’t bring all of us food.” Eunseok nudged Anton again making Yn chuckle.

“So Yn, this is Shotaro and Wonbin, and you already met Sungchan.” Sohee said while his mouth is stuffed with food.

“Nice to meet you!!” Yn waved at Shotaro, Wonbin and Sungchan.

“Go to see you at the crowd today Yn!” Shotaro said with a smile.

“Of course!! My mom said I need to keep an eye on Sohee from now on after knowing he had a girlfriend!” Yn started yapping to Shotaro which made him laugh.

“Ayee our Sohee is in good hands Yn! No need to worry!” Shotaro reassured Yn.

“Oh and guys, before I forget, I got you guys some chocolates and chips for you guys if thats fine to eat during promotions!” Yn said while taking out some chips and some chocolate she brought that had a bow on them.

“I asked Sohee what you guys liked so…” Yn said while handing Eunseok cream flavored crackers and creamy chocolate, Anton some expensive chocolates, Wonbin spicy chips, Shotaro a small tiramisu cake and Sungchan another small tiramisu cake and mint chocolates but Sungchan hasn’t grabbed the items yet.

“Uhh… Sungchan?” Yn tried to tap Sungchan as he was looking down are you, Yn realized their height difference but the guy was still not moving.

“Bro take the food! If not I’ll gladly take em to the staff.” Anton said to Sungchan which made him blink for a bit and embarrassingly took the food.

“Thanks Yn.” Sungchan said looking at the food you gave him and back to you while scratching at the back of his neck.

“I noticed you didn’t give Sohee any snacks.” Shotaro pointed out.

“It’s find, mom gave him a meal so he’s eating well for sure.” Yn said eyeing her brother, eating his food in some what of peace as Anton and Eunseok try to get his food.

“Shotaro, Wonbin, can you both come here?” Their manager said to them as the both nodded and left.

“So Sungchan, how are you?” Yn tried to start a conversation with Sungchan who was drinking milktea on the makeup chair while using his phone.

“The performance seemed good for the fans to enjoy so I’m doing fine.” Sungchan said still while using his phone.

“Sungchan-ah!!” A voice screamed which everyone’s heads turn up to Sungchan as Sungchan looks at where the voice is coming from.

A/n: who should be Sungchan’s ex?(please give me suggestions)

taglist: (open) @saranghoeforanton @seunghancore

[reinen5astro]

Hello how are you? I love reading your comments and I'm curious. I want to hear what you mean for this chart. I hope you're doing well! Stay safe and thank you 💙💌✨

Hiii, so there's so much to talk about, since it's an entire chart, so I'm just gonna talk about the things I find most interesting <3.

SO MUCH IN THE 7TH HOUSE!

1st House Ruler [Mercury] in 7th House: [I've actually met someone with their 1st house ruler in their 7th House before, and she asked me for a chart reading] Your life feels oriented towards partnerships, politics and contracts. This is an indicator of marriage problems, and you can arouse resentment, passion or adoration in others. You may groom yourself to meet your partner’s desires and develop personality traits to please your partner. Your behavior serves the needs of other people as well. You aim to keep the peace. Your outer behavior is cooperative and placating. Your attitude develops from your relationship with a spouse or significant others. How you see yourself + find yourself is mirrored by a partner or close friend. You tend to define yourself in terms of how you relate with another person. Bouncing ideas off or getting feedback from others almost feels like a necessity before you take action or make decisions. Developing self-awareness improves your significant relationships and helps you accept your shadow

2nd House Ruler [Venus] in 7th House: Huge indicator of a marrying wealthy, SLAYYY. You look to your partner to provide financial security, since that's a huge value of yours. If you don't marry wealthy, you earn a living associating with others, forming partnerships with others; you may go into business. You bring your personal values to marriage and impose your personal values on significant others. Your self-worth affects your partnerships, and you may look to your partner for self-esteem. You are very possessive of your spouse or partner. You may have a tendency of spending all your money on your partner or wedding. You may even earn money as a marriage consultant.

10th House Ruler [Mercury] in 7th House [OMG AGAIN!?]: [AYEE ME TOOOOO] Your professional success is related to the public, society and marriage. You have a need for give and take with the public; your contact with the public could be on a large scale as well as people individually. Your professional progress will be stimulated by the training of some association or by the support you receive from your mate [husband/wife]. You gain recognition and social status through your partner. You gain awards and recognition for your efforts in a partnership [marriages aren't the only type of partnership]. You may work with your partner. Your profession involves working in one-to-one relationships. Your professional success is dependent on your ability to relate to other people. Your professional success is dependent on your ability to form significant relationships. You are an authority on marriage, and business partnerships. You bring a professional approach to marriage. You treat your marriage like a career. You lay down the rules in marriage. You bring your outer expectations of success to your marriage. You want your marriage or partnership to live up to society’s standards. People with this placement do not take marriage lightly subconsciously because they know how much marriage can help their life and its value, but they also know how much it can hurt their life as well. they tend to be very picky with marriage partners, but they usually choose the right one [of course unless there's other aspects or placements interfering [for example, Lilith/Chiron/mars/Saturn/Pluto in the 7th house]. What each partner does for a living can be an 'issue' in a relationship or marriage. Each partner’s social status can be an 'issue' in marriage or partnership. Ideally the partners should have equal status and equal standing. Partners should have balanced careers. Partners should have the same ambitions and goals in mind. Partners should want to have the same achievements [or rather same type of achievements]. Your legacy will be your relation to your marriage partners, your relation to the public, business partnerships, and your one-on-one relationships.

12th House Ruler [Sun] in 7th House: You may experience sadness and loss through significant relationships. You get in touch with your spiritual side through marriage and committed partnership. You may marry someone who is in jail, or was in jail. Dreams may show you your marriage partner, and you have an otherworldly, spiritual connection with your significant other. Your grief and sorrow affect your relationships. You may become a lawyer on behalf of a hospital or charitable organization. Being in a hospital, prison, or other institutional environment is a way to meet that someone special. You want to experience complete bliss with your partner. Your partner desires to escape from reality as much as you do and you lose your boundaries when it comes to significant relationships.

It's crazy how much 7th house placements you have, and it shows that other people may be a huge focus of your life. A lot of people these days value the self and stuff, so you may feel like that's bad, but sometimes...that's just their journey. Like personally, I have an Aries north node, so it would be useful for me to value myself-more, because I've had bad experiences doing the opposite, but in your case, it may be different. I see you have a north node in your 10th house though, so you will literally SLAY with your career.

PLACEMENTS I THOUGHT WERE INTERESTING

5th House Lilith: Lilith in the 5th house is a placement that can cause pain and drama in your love life and hardships with children. It can also manifest as blockages in the life areas of creativity and self-expression. You may be anxious about letting yourself have fun. You may have a paralyzing fear of expressing who you are. It can also inhibit being spontaneous. Or it can be the complete opposite and you may let your desires get out of control and hurt yourself. Lilith is like an extreme, the complete rejection or obsession with something. It is very hard to find balance. People with this placement desire to be praised and adored, but at the same time, they feel that they don’t deserve it. It is hard for you to receive attention. People with this placement are often involved in love affairs that are not good for them. Love is a form of self-destruction. Your partners can be unavailable emotionally (or in some other way), selfish, or they don’t appreciate you.

Juno in 8th House [AYEE ME TOOO]: This placement invites you to explore and construct a narrative around healthy relationships, delving into the depths of intimacy and seeking transformation. You love intensity and are drawn to partnerships that offer a profound and transformative connection. There may be a tendency to seek financial stability through the partnership. Joint resources and financial gain hold significant importance in your relationships. People with this placement CAN'T handle unfaithful partnerships, as they are very possessive people. [I know personally, when I read novels, I genuinely feel revulsion when I see a ML take interest in anyone other then the FL, lmaooo].

Both Jupiter and Saturn in 9th House [...that's crazy]: i researched this placement if you wanna read this article on it:

BIG THREE:

Your a kleptomanic, organized, hot-head. You are energetic, and spontaneous, but also like to plan out your moves while you're in the process.

I think you look good in green, blue, or red, I'm not sure of the material.

[thewitchfarhan]

Okay so I was doing some research into these phrases/words and have made my own adjusted list using this as my source. If you want to replicate my research, copy and paste the Greek word into the sources search engine and it will show you primary sources.

Additionally, I put all of the words in all caps because it's easier for me when trying to source information; I made my own pronunciation guides that make sense to me (the pronunciations are based off of modern Greek - I used Google Translate which I know is not very accurate but it was the only single source I could find that read pronunciations of all the words out loud).

ΧΑΙΡΕ (kk-E-err-Eh)

- Literal Translation: To rejoice, be glad, be delighted - Context in Worship: Hail to you!

ΕΙΡΗΝΗ (E-ree-nee)

- Literal Translation: Peace, Time of Peace - Context in Worship: Peace & Farewell!

ἜΡΡΩΣΟ (Err-Oh-So)

- Literal Translation: To strengthen, make strong and mighty - Context in Worship: Be Strong! (Said to mortals only)

Ω ΘΕΌΣ / Ω ΘΕΟΊ (O Th-Eh-Oh-ss, O Th-ayee)

- Literal Translation: O God / O God (pl.) - Context in Worship: Oh God / Oh Gods!

Ω ΘΕΆ / Ω ΘΕΆΊ (O Th-Eh-Ah, O Th-Eh-aye-E)

- Literal Translation: O Goddess / O Goddess (pl.) - Context in Worship: Oh Goddess / O Goddesses!

ΚΛΥΘΙ ΜΟΥ (Kk-Lee-Th-E M-Oh)

- Literal Translation: To hear - Context in Worship: Hear me!

Ω ΘΕΟΊ ΓΝΩΣΕΣΘΕ ἈΠΌΤΡΟΠΟΙ ΚΑΚΌΩ (O, Th-ayee, Gg-No-Ss-Ess-Th-Eh, Ah-Poe-Tr-Oh-P)

- Literal Translation: O | God | To learn to know, to perceive, mark, learn | Turned away, banished | To treat ill, maltreat, afflict, distress - Context in Worship: O Gods, protect us from evil!

Hellenic Phrases - Basic greek for worship

 I like approaching the Gods utilizing the greek language for some expressions. Although the gods will understand you regardless of the language you use, using Modern Greek feels really good, specially if you’re a recon like me.

Before we start, just give a quick look on this art of Mnemosyne, Goddess of Memory and Inventress of Words, Mother of the Muses.

Let’s begin this list with some salutations and farewells, shall we?

Χαιρε! χαιρετe! - (trans.: Khaire!, pl.: Khairete! khAY-re, khAY-re-teh) Hail! Hello [to you]!

The standard greeting, can be used to address the Theoi (Gods) and mortals alike.

Ειρηνη! - (trans.: Eirene!, Ee-REE-nee) Peace! A farewell phrase, the name of the goddess of peace.

Èρρωσο!  Ερρωσθε! - (trans.: Érroso! pl.: Érrosthe!, EH-rôs-so; EH-rôs-teh) “Be strong” a farewell to mortals only, the Theoi are plenty strong already.

Ουλε! Ουλετε! - (trans.: Oule!, pl.: Oulete!; OO-leh; OO-leh-teh) Literally farewell.

Now some useful ways to call upon the Gods.

Ω Θεέ / Ω Θεοί - (O Theé, “O God” [masc]; O Theoi!, “O Gods!” [plural]) Ω Θεά / Ω Θεάί - (O Thea, “O Goddess” [fem]; O Theai! “O Goddesses!” [plural, fem])

Κλυθι μου! - (Klûthi mou!, “Hear me!”; trans.: Klee-THEE MOH!) It’s a very common phrase throughout the Orphic Hymns and can be used to call upon the Gods before an hymn or even when you’re just praying. 

Example: O Phoibos Apollon, klûthi mou! - “O Bright Apollon, hear me!”.

Regarding purification by usage of khernips (lustral water)

Χερνιπτομαι! ( trans.: Kherniptomai! - Zer-NIP-to-meh - “May this water become lustral”)

A phrase used to turn water into lustral water, for cleansing the “pollution”/”miasma” by dropping flaming incense and/or herbs in water to make it lustral. The fire is generally consecrated to Hestia, goddess of the hearth, with an hymn before. It’s just one of many ways of cleansing yourself and the space before a ritual, but if you can’t do it, taking a bath, washing your hands and stuff like that might be enough!

Εκας εκας εστε βεβηλοι - (trans.: Hekas hekas este bebeloi!; eh-KAS, eh-KAS, es-TEH be-BÊH-lee) “Begone, begone ye profane!”

This one can be used while you sprinkle lustral water to purify a space to ward off against bad spirits (kakoidaimones) and energy.

Ω Θεοι Γνωισθε Αποτροποι Κακων - (trans.: O Theoi gnoisthe apotropoi kákon!; O Theoi gnois-THEH a-po-TRO-peh KAH-kon) “O Gods, protect us from evil!”

This phrase from Eurippides calls the Gods forth for their protection.

Oh, well. those are just some of the phrases me and my group use! We’re mostly related to the RHB - Brazilian Hellenic Reconstructionism and use it as a main source.

I hope you guys find this post useful, and may the Gods ever bless you!

Errosthe! (Be strong!)

[corniboi]

I’m going to be inactive on tumblr for a while because honestly this site is trash so imma hang out on twitter for a while lol (username is corniboi), hopefully i’ll be able to post some art in a while.

[calums-betch]

richard camacho post #5

note: gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner of it

warning: none. it gets suggestive at the end but it still passes off as PG-13

word count: 345

imagine goofing around with richard. you'd be doing some things around the house with music on when some of cnco's songs come on. you'd dance around with richard and singing to the song. he would have a smile as he watched his girl sing and dance along to his song.

when it was a ballad song, he'd just be singing softly to you, holding you close to him. when it was a reggaeton song, you know the two of you would be dancing like you were in the club, his hands on your waist while you worked that ass against him.

when solo yo came on, richard smirked at you, knowing how much you liked that song. well, more specifically, the choreography of that one particular part of it. it drove you wild everytime he performed that song on stage and danced to the slowed down part.

richard would make sure to move his hips more, making eye contact with you everytime. you'd join in with him, dancing in a way that had him riled up. you moved your hips along to the music, making sure that he had his eyes on you.

when it was finally the slowed down part of solo yo, richard pulled you down on the floor so that you were laying on your back. he slowly lifted up his shirt and got down on you grinding you. you felt a lil something there and you looked up at him, smirking. he did his usual dance, meaning he moved his hips against yours, basically dry humping you.

when the part was over, neither of you move. instead, you stayed like that, moving your hands up his body as he leaned down, attaching his lips to the side of your neck.

"you wanna show me how else you can move your hips?" you asked, moving your head to the side to give richard more access.

"it would be my pleasure," he said as he pressed his lips against yours, moving his hips against you again, showing you what to expect later on.

[harrys-bf]

Fake social media | H.S x fem!reader (she/her)

A/N: Not proofread! As usual please send some feedback💌 so i know u liked it!! Also, you cannot take my work and put it in another platform, thanks <3

I only did this for fun tbh, so it might be shitty, still took me two hours to make but as long as i get to post more shit im fine 😭

Face claim: Ashley Moore!!

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@yourinstagram: He fell after this pic was taken 💀

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@harryfan1: PLSS, DO YOU HAVE A PIC OF WHEN HE FELL???

@yourinstagram: unfortunately I don’t but he fell so funny tbh, the poor man had a little cut on his hand and now he has a scar 😭😭

@harrystyles: No need to share my embarrassing and vulnerable moment.

@yourinstagram: ayee you mad🥱

@harrystyles: Can you like… not?

@youinstagram: I don’t think i know what youre talking about to be honest 🤨

@harryfan3: HELP THIS TWO ARE SO FUNNY

y/nfan1: PLS Y/N ILYSM 😭😭

@harryfan5: She’s so disrespectful, Harry just asked her not to post this kind of things and she doesn’t care🙄

@gemmastyles: This is just how they treat each other, this isn’t your relationship, mind your business

@yourinstagram: dang 😭

harry&y/nmyparents: PURR GEMMA💅💅💅

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@harrystyles: my muse.

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@yourinstagram: i love you so much <3

@harrystyles: I love you more.

@1dfan: You guys warm my heart i swear 💖

@harryfan7: lindos mis papis <33 (translation: my parents are so cute)

@y/nfan: If I don’t have this kind of relationship, I don’t want anything 💔

harryfan8: fr

@taylorswift: You guys are so cute!!

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@yourinstagram: we love you tay!! 💞

harryfan3: I really love this kind of interactions, it warms my heart sm 😩

y/nfan1: ^^ FRR SAME

@gemmachan: I love you both so much!

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@youinstagram: AND WE LOVE YOU

@gemmastyles: When’s the wedding?

@harryfan: PLSSS, EVEN GEMMA IS WAITING FOR THE WEDDING

@y/nfan: who isnt waiting for the wedding? everyone at this point is rotting for them 😭

@yourinstagram: @harrystyles yo?? fr when’s the proposal? 🧐

( liked by harrystyles )

@pillowpersonpp: Awww💖💖

@yourinstagram: MWAH *kiss* 😚

@harryfan1: I love that y/n is always trying to reply to people in the commets and never leaves behind any kind of celebrity

@y/nfan5: ^^^^IKR

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@yourinstagram: golden.

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@yourbestfriend: YOU LOOK AMAZINGGG!!!

@yourinstagram: ILYY

@y/nfan: MOMMY👹👹👹

harryfan9: Harry is so lucky to have her

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@harryfan9: HOLYYY HARRY LIKED THIS

@harryfan2: Im not surprised, that man has been head over heels since he met her 😭

@annetwist: You look amazing darling!!

@yourinstagram: thank you so much anne!! ily

@annetwist: I love you too dear 💗

@harryfan1: i can rest in peace after this interaction 😩💞

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@harryupdates: Harry with y/n yesterday at oregon!!

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@harryfan1: PLS why are they in oregon?

@harryupdates: i think theyre there for some type of photoshoot for y/n

@y/nfan5: aww and he went with her, how cute😩

@harryfan6: Me and my sister didn’t want to interrupt them so we didn’t come up to them and they seemed so grateful for that, im just happy I got to see them for a while <3

@harryfan3: How did they seem to you?

@harryfan6: They seemed pretty happy together and harry was in a way looking romantic tbh, he kept his hand at her waist or at the back of her neck playing with y/n’s hair, istg they were so cute, they were laughing all the time and the way he looked at her was absolutely amazing, i literally have never seen someone so in love 😭

@y/nfan8: they really do deserve each other 😭💔

@harryfan6: that’s so cute, im kinda jealous but y/n is bae so Im not really upset😩

@harryfan5: ^FR

@harryfan8: ^^IKR

@harryfan2: ^^^we all feel that way bestie 😭

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@yourinstagram: photo dump of the week!!

@harrystyles: pls you know you’re not supposed to post the last photo right?

@yourinstagram: damn, am i in trouble? @jefezoff

@jefezoff: damn it y/n

@yourinstagram: umm what do i do now? @harrystyles

@harrystyles: HAHAHAHAJ

@harry&ynfan4: PLS Y/N WHAT DID YOU DO

@adele: You look lovely my dear y/n!

@yourinstagram: i love you so much, thank you!! <33

@harrystyles: and I don’t look lovely too adele? why does it only have to be her? im on the post too.

@yourinstagram: you’re so dramatic, when YOU post a pic about YOURSELF in YOUR profile then everybody will tell you you look lovely, but that is until you post something so it will be in a couple of years 🙄

@harryfan6: PLS NOT Y/N CALLING HARRY OUT

@harrystyles: she’s so wild.

@yourinstagram: and you’re still with me, i wonder why.

@harrystyles: i wonder why too

@harryfan8: WHAT ARE THEY EVEN TALKING ABOUT

@harryfan6: I have no idea but im loving it 😭

[laladellakang]

EN-O’CLOCK — three

enhypen 8th female member masterlist

wattpad | open requests / ask enhypen! 

taglist! @hoonstrology @jaetint @afiaaaa19 @1-800-enhypenbibi @studioreader @woopetals @sarang-wonie @sleepy-sasha @ilyxion @toriluvsfics @i90snoo @fairydosii @danyxthirstae01 @seulgifted @clar-iii​

2021.12.14 (italics dialogue = english) (bold + [] = video captions)

(instead of heeseung, della is the base of the hamburger)

"It's so comfy!" Della laid down on top of the giant teddy bear.

[The first to lay down]

Riki stared at her for a few seconds before laying on top of her.

[Mischief begins]

Jay followed along soon after.

[Did you call me?]

"Let's make a hamburger. Della really likes hamburger," Sunghoon went on after Heeseung.

"Yeah I do," she groaned.

[ENHYPEN burger ingredients] [–Eight ENHYPEN members (+wails)]

"She likes a lot of painful things, I don't understand," Jungwon said before laying on top of Sunghoon.

[Baby DELLA likes pain?] [Eight-layer burger built up without a moment of hesitation]

"Ahh," she groaned as she felt Sunoo get on. "Agh! I feel alive!"

[DELLA feels alive!] [Peaceful EN-O'CLOCK begins with unidentifiable sounds!]

"Okay!" one by one, the weight on her back started to disappear.

[Teddy Bear Lala has weird taste]

"Have you ever been to a pajama party?" Jungwon asked the members once everyone stood up again.

[Curiosity strikes after burger mukbang]

"I've only ever hosted them at my house" Jay said.

[Held them at my house]

"I've never held one at my house," Jake also said.

[Been to a friend's house]

"I've done both,” Della added.

[Jallake have been to pajama parties]

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"Ahh, I got my own," Della pouted as she opened up her pajamas.

[DELLA got her own pajamas]

"I wanted Engenes to see you guys wear shorts," she held up the bottoms. "This is really my type of pajamas."

[DELLA requested a neutral colour with shorts]

"Yeah, you always wear shorts, even when it's cold," Heeseung pointed.

"Sometimes she'll be like, 'ah! it's so cold!' then just cover the top half of her body then go 'ahh,'" Jungwon imitated, making the members laugh at the accuracy.

[Really is ice princess]

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"Well I got mine," Della straightened her top.

"Yes, I got mine too," Jake showed off his pajamas too.

"You two got yours?" Sunghoon formally asked.

[JAKE and DELLA both picked their own pajamas]

"Yes, I got mine," Jake crossed his arms.

"Oh, Jake! Oh, Jake! My best friend!" Riki brought the guy close.

[The calmness doesn't last long] [Best friend's sudden appearance]

"Yeah!" Jake played along.

"We're the 02z, yeah!," Riki added.

[From today, they're the 02z]

"Della! My best friend! My ice princess!" he continued, reaching out to Della to hold her hand.

"Ayee," Della smiled brightly as she placed along.

[Ice princess + newly reigned ice prince]

"Hi, I am Park Sunghoon, the ice prince!"

"Ish!"

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After making her ttakji, Della was seen unfolding one of her failed attempts.

"Do you have a pen or marker?" she asked the staff.

[What is DELLA making?]

The guys were too busy with their own things to notice what she was doing.

"Thank you," her eyes lit up when a staff member lended her a black marker.

She kneeled down on the floor and wrote something on the piece of paper.

"Engene!" she called out to the camera, catching the boys' attention.

[????]

She held the paper over the teddy bear's face and cuddled into it with a sweet smile. The paper had 'Engene' written on it with a heart.

[Engenes are always in DELLA's mind^^]

"Oh my God," Jay grinned and looked away.

"Cutee," Heeseung giggled.

[Our baby DELLA]

"She's always like this!" Sunghoon pointed at her. Della giggled and laid down on top of the bear.

[Baby is always so corny ㅋㅋㅋ]

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"Lala! Lala! Play with their hair!" Sunoo strategised as Double J was just trying to sleep.

"That's right, that's right!" the other boys got excited at the good idea.

[Falling asleep step 2, DELLA's magical fingers]

Jay laughed a bit before relaxing as he felt Della's fingers run through his hair.

[Relaxes quickly]

— • — • —

"Give Jake Della," Heeseung pointed when Jake kept tossing and turning. He knew that romantic Dake moments are encouraged by the staff.

[Today's secret weapon]

"Ah! That's right," Jungwon and Sunoo whispered gesturing for Della to lay next to Jake.

[Real-life teddy bear 🐻]

Della laid beside Jake with crossed arms and he immediately cuddled to her side.

[Cozy cozy]

Despite all that, he still couldn't fall asleep.

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"Ahh, I'm really bad at this," Della scrunched her face when the gonggi game was revealed.

[Another weak link]

"When I was younger I was so envious of those who can do it. I was bad no matter how many times I played," she said as she practiced with Sunoo.

[NI-KI and DELLA are practicing hard]

"It's okay, you're doing well," Sunoo pat her thigh when he heard her hiss at her failures. "You're sat near the end, maybe you won't need to catch many," he rested his arm on her leg.

— • — • —

"We need eight?! Sunoo-ya, I'm so sorry. Fighting!" Della said before Sunoo and her hugged each other as they watch Jake do his turn.

[One piece] [Looks around]

"Oh my God," Della let go of Sunoo to fold herself.

"Okay! Lala, you can do this!" Sunghoon cheered from afar.

[Nervous]

"Jesus take the wheel," Della mumbled, making those who heard her (Sunoo, Jake, Riki) snort.

The members laughed when Della only caught one piece while she looked at Sunoo with wide eyes.

[...]

"We're done, we're done!" Jungwon kept repeating.

[Worried for nothing]

"I'm so sorry, Sunoo-ya," Della apologised while bending herself to rest her head on Sunoo's thigh.

"Don't apologise, Lala," he ruffled her hair.

"Here- combine mine with yours."

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"Can we really be this relaxed for a show?" the members had free time as they waited for their food to arrive.

[This is fun]

"Good night!" Jay and Jake got ready to nap.

[Preview of ENHYPEN at home]

"Ahh I really wanna sleep but it's really sad to only sleep for like- fifteen minut-" Della was cut off by Heehoon.

"It doesn't take that fast" "The food won't come that quickly," the two said at the same time from the sofa.

[Baby doesn't understand]

"Whoops.. Okay then I can sleep!" she cozied up with the teddy bear.

"Wow, this is so comfortable," Jake wrapped himself up in a blanket.

[Team sleep] [Team games] [Team zoning out]

"I'm really sleeping" Jay mumbled. "Lala, are you actually sleeping?" he asked.

"I'm really sleeping," her voice was already drowsy.

"I'm really sleeping," Jake added.

"You're really sleeping?!" Sunghoon asked.

"You basically encouraged me to sleep earlier," Della raised her head to look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

[????]

"Want me to show the power of the youngest member?" Riki asked.

"Yes, go on and show us in our dreams," Heeseung joined in to sleep between Della and Jay.

[Let's meet in our dreams]

"I'll really show you," Riki got on top of the four ready-to-sleep members and started rolling around.

[Maknae's (jumping) power!] [Doesn't want the others falling asleep before him]

"Riki-kun!" Della giggled as he did so.

As soon as the staff told them about the dead cameras, Heeseung immediately turned to his side to cuddle into his girl.

yeah we didn't get to see the boys wearing della's pajamas but LOOK HOW GOOD SHE LOOKS

They really put the only girl member in the bottom of the hamburger lmao Edit: Yes, I know she likes it but it's just amusing

istg della is the biggest flirt i have EVER seen. she never misses an opportunity to flirt with engenes

JAY AND JAKE IMMEDIATELY RELAXING AFTER DELLA PLAYED WITH THEIR HAIR IS SO CUTE STOP-

sulla is always so clingy whenever they're next to each other ☺️☺️

11:20 I KEEP REPLAYING DELLAS LITTLE THANK YOU WITH SPARKLY EYES SHES TOO CUTE

Della's 'Riki kuuun' when he rolled on top of them 🥺🥺

Why is no one talking about Jungwon feeding Della the potato chips in 9:36 ?

18:37 "BRING JAKE DELLA" IS HE IMPLYING THAT JAKE SLEEPS BETTER WITH LALA???

the way heehoon assures della that she can nap 😩😩

"jesus take the wheel" WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY TO ME 

the fact that they put della as the base of the hamburger shows how she blends in so well despite being the only girl

[depressedserafeena]

Last posts of 2021 ayee see u next year peeps. There are many things which I am thankful for in my life, and all of you are at the top of the list -sena

it's currently 23:59 when i posted this but anyways. Happy new year!! May the new year bring you peace, joy, and happiness. Wish you get all the success this year. Hope that joy and success follow you in every sector of life. Happy New Year 2022!

[kung-fu-headcanons]

Hello! It's me again. I hope you don't mind, but I would love to know if you have any headcanons on this one:

If the theory about Po being immortal is true, how do you think Tigress would react or will it change anything in their relationship (since Po is Master Oogway's successor and he will probably be living for like a hundred or a thousand years like he did).

If you do, thank you in advance ♡

Ayee ofc I don't mind :D

Okay so I am actually unaware of this theory if they mentioned it somewhere it's probably in one of the LoA episodes past the middle of s2 or PoD in which I haven't seen yet, but I'm pretty sure it's just exactly what I think it is so ye lol

First off, how many surprises about Po have we had? First it was the achievement of inner peace at a young age, next the obtainment of the Yin Yang Staff, then Hero's Chi, and now immorality?? Talk about crazy.

Not a question that Tigress is shocked. It's like she thinks she knows everything about Po already but every time something manages to prove that, in a way, he's in a "higher" position than she and that is the way it's going to be.

It's probably because she's used to being the top and being the best, another thing is that she's been training for kung fu her whole life, Po literally did kinda show up outta nowhere ngl lol, but he's a very good addition to the team and Tigress can't lie to herself about that.

Plus, Po has proven himself many times over, so above all she does feel pretty proud of him. It's a great thing tbh. Po's good at kung fu. He can handle this responsibility.

But like then it comes into question "can he really?" Cuz Tigress is gonna hear Po blabber about his newfound "power" (and the others, too, no doubt) for next few days, it's nothing braggy tho, just Po being Po.

The other unfortunate thing is that, until the concept of immortality really sinks in with Po, Tigress and the others will have to keep a close eye on him cuz he's going to try and do something like jumping off a cliff cuz he supposedly "can't die"

It takes a while for him to figure out that's not what it means!! He'll just be very hard to kill (?) but he can't be entirely reckless. He does have the pressure of being Oogway's successor on his hands, for one.

I feel like if it is true that Po is immortal, not sure if this has been been confirmed by the creators of KFP that Tigress and Po are in love, but imo it would be a bit weird for them to be in a relationship since one would age and the other would not.

I guess it would be okay? I used to watch Hetalia and they sort of touched on this with the countries falling in love with humans so it's not something that's entirely strange, however i would be more open to them being friends.

Tigress' respect for Po will increase as well. She really did start off as being annoyed by him and holding him in low regards but we see this gradually go upwards and it's beautiful. Awesome character development on both sides 👍

She does worry how her death and the death's of everyone else he cares about is going to affect him, though. He'll be outliving everybody else and he's going to be living a pretty lonely life. We all know how much he cares.

Tigress isn't sure if this means she should spend more time with him, or just keep at what she's doing. Because if she spends more, her departure is going to hurt a lot.

It's a lot to take in, and definitely something to get used to.. again. XD

[talktoaspeck]

A lazy summer afternoon in Allahabad, Aman is heading back home from his ISC coaching classes. Although it's just a 10 min walk , It often takes him over an hour to reach home. On his way back he pensively stares at the old buildings, and the new ones, and compares the two. He likes the old ones. They have so much history and character. He takes in the hustle and bustle of the busy market that he comes across next. He knows what grocery he has to buy— His mother gives him a list every morning before he leaves for school. He knows which shops he has to make stops at, where he may find the churmura wallah from whom he buys churmura everyday. Everything is as it is supposed to be be and he loves it. He is in no hurry to reach home. The repitition of these monotonous task is like the repitition of a beat in a melodious song: much welcomed. So much he drags his mundane chores at the market that one may think he doesn't even want to reach home.

He does not.

His reluctance to reach home as early as possible after a long day at school and coaching class does not stem from a lack of love and affection from his family. It is because of the opposite. His father, Shankar Tripathi, an agricultural scientist, who despite being busy working on a new strain of cauliflower which other than being an unappetising black in colour, he claims, is also maggot resistant, finds enough time to mollycoddle his only son. Aman's mother, Sunaina, whose full time job is to pamper her son,is predictably much, much worse.

A loud honk from behind startles Aman. He turns to a sight that immediately makes his heart jump out of his mouth. His brow is suddenly lined with beads of sweat and his pulse starts racing.

"Tripathi Jee, glad I found you. Look, new bike!," Chuckles a boy of his own age, sitting on a brand new motorcycle, revving it up to show off its brand new engine. "

It is Sarthak Khurrana, the coolest boy in his school according to both Aman and the school magazine's year end poll.

Sarthak Khurrana twists his body while being seated on his new bike and taps on the backseat, gesturing Aman to come sit. "Chaliye, Sangam ghuma laaye aapko, Tripathee Jee," he says.

Aman, ready to kill more time, jumps onto the backseat and off they go to Sangam. The holy Sangam, which is the confluence of the rivers Ganga and Yamuna, literally translates to union.

On the backseat Aman observes how weirdly Sarthak's ears jutt out of his head, almost at right angles, but they do not look bad on his face. "Nothing can look bad on THAT face," concludes Aman as he gets flustered at the thought. He isn't sure how he feels about Sarthak. They seldom interact at school. Whenever they do, it is usually Sarthak who initiates and he always calls him "Tripathee Jee". As a result whole school has started calling Aman that. Popular kids like Sarthak have that kind of power. Being referred to as "Tripathee Jee" makes him feel old and uncool. " Nobody, not even I, will ever call Sarthak "Khurran jee," thinks a smiling Aman.

They leave the city traffic behind. Aman stares at the way wind sweeps Sarthak's hair. The sky is a shade darker and the air is a touch cleaner and cooler. They take a turn to start on a worn out road that runs alongside Akbar's fort, and then turn onto a sandy kaccha Road that finally leads them to the sandy bank of Sangam.

They find a secluded spot where sonorous sound of bells being tolled at the nearby Hanuman temple, calls from mallahs beckoning tourists to go on boat rides, Screeches of hawkers selling Chaat, Pakoda, Samose, Churmura, Aloo dum etc. drown in the gusts of cool breeze that's rushing to them from the water body. There is barely any distinction between these sounds. They blend with the swishing of wind and form an ominous symphony that just hangs eerily in the background.

"It is peaceful here," says Aman awkwardly.

"So how did you like my new bike. Makkhan na?"

"Acchi hain. This red colour matches your skin tone. You look good on it."

"Hain?'

" I m..mean...this bike suits your personality," stutters Aman.

" Oh..Thanks, "smiles Sarthak and looks up in the air, "I can just hope Bhumi thinks it, too. I have been meaning to ask her out on a date for so long now. But ..tum jaantein ho ..her family is so conservative."

The Sky is blood red in the presence of the sun that is now slowly sinking below the horizon line. The river looks like someone has put its entire extent on fire. It is kind of dark now. These two men are laughing together over an anecdote when one suddenly leans over and rubs his finger behind the other man's ear and gently kisses him on lips.

The kiss lingers for a few second.

The other man suddenly breaks contact, pushes back, and then hits him in the face. He falls down.The other man kicks him to his heart's content and then leaves on his bike.

The one left behind is in pain. He is bleeding through his broken nose. He is scared. He feels so lonely. He takes his phone out and calls someone.

Devika's phone rings thrice before she answers.

"Hello, Kartik ..where are you ? Are you ok? ..hmm..You pinch your nose hard and don't move alright.. I'll be there in no time! "

She hangs up.

The sun is an orange ball hanging on the edge of the earth. Aman sees Rajni coming towards him on her bike, orange sun's reflectinons blazing on the goggles she is wearing. She looks like an angel to him. He has been crying.

" Tuh coaching Se Yaha kaise Pahuch Gaya..aur phir main hi milti hoon tujhe lift maangne ke liye? Jab man Kiya phone ganghana Diya. Number delete Kar mera," rambled Rajni.

"Sarthak got a new bike,"says Aman.

" Ayee ..Hot stuff Hain kya Yaha," She calls Sarthak Hot stuff while he calls her Goggle.

"Hot stuff date pe hain abhi with Bhumi.He wanted me to tag along so it doesn't feel like a date and madam Bhumi doesn't feel uncomfortable. He wanted me to be a third wheel. I said no."

"Ha ha ha," laughs Rajni, " don't worry he has broken many hearts before yours.Mine included. You will get over it"

" What do you mean "broken heart"..why would .."

"Whatever, Aman, " she speaks over him," chal peeche baith. let's go home," and kick-starts her bike to life again.

Meanwhile Kartik is staring at the burning waters of Yamuna river in Delhi. His broken nose has stopped bleeding but his shirt is soaked with blood through and through. An Activa Scooty stops behind him. He turns to find a concerned Devika with frozen packs and a first aid box.

" Baith isspe," she points toward Activa and Kartik follows her order. She starts attending to his wounds, " Kya zaroorat hain tujhe itna adventurous hone ki? pata toh Kar liya Kar acche se. Aur thoda apna horniness control main rakha Kar. India hain yeh.America Nahi," she rants mindlessly.

Kartik looks despondent. Devika holds his face in her hands, turns it to herself, and says," Cheer up, Kartik. I hate to see you like this."

"I am so alone Devika. Don't I deserve at least one happy ending?" He says and bursts into tears.

They both get on her Activa. Kartik's riding. They ride along the bank of the Yamuna River.

"The river Yamuna doesn't even look like a river anymore ," says Kartik.

" You should see it in Allahabad, Kartik. It is glorious there. It unites with the river Ganges there and forms the most revered place in the whole world," Says Devika as she grabs him from behind and rests her face on his back, " I'll take you there."

[gamerwoo]

AYEE CONGRATS SQUEAKS AND F's to all the fallen ones, may we all rest in peace until the next time comes around (we zombies)

The zombie hunger games

[puffshale]

Time to dump all of my long answers to century old RQOTDs at my inbox. I have no excuses for being terribly slow at answering these, but I truly appreciate all the character asks that I get. Thank you all so much!╰(✿˙ᗜ˙)੭━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

- ̗̀ Some information about Neal: She’s around 10 years old, naive and curious. She yearns for friends since she always lonesome during the summer, and at the same time, she is deeply troubled by her family’s struggles. Even though they try their best to keep her out of it, she hopes and prays that they’ll make it fine by the end. ̖́-

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ Neal Inspired Playlist! ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

Make it Alright - Wild

Aristophanes - Reese Lansangan

Dreams Tonite - Alvvays

Fine on the Outside - Priscilla Ahn

Written in Your Heart - Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper (yes)

A Doll's Beginning - Violet Evergardeen

Song Of The Sea (Lullaby)

Peace Like A River - Page CXVI

Your Universe - Acel

Gabrielle Aplin - Home

Steffan/Kai is literally in a permanent emo phase. Neo, thankfully, will grow out of it. (We can hope)

AYEE, She’s a huge and a longtime Marvel fan and she won’t ever hesitate to buy ya a ticket if you wanna watch with her.

This is from MJ’s grandfather: “Aaah, yes our precious one. She was quite chubby, and cute. She loved ice cream and food more than anything else. Even if I had just a little pennies left, I could never say resist in buying her one. Food and singing makes her happy, a lot. She’s a popstar by night, a princess by the morning as she described it. I may perhaps not live a long time anymore because of my age [chuckles], but I know for sure, she’ll reach her dream.”

No shade to Luci but, yes. He drinks alcohol like it’s water because of his daddy issues. Lucien was closest to his dad. He likes to believe he does well without his father (hint: he absolutely does not).

Speaking outside of his own perspective, he does fine without his mother because she’s been technically absent for most of life. In a contrast of his parents who strive to keep a good image outside the house, Lucien grew up to be the opposite. He was a troublemaker in school and at some point, rubbed on everyone’s faces that he :’im rich and oWn eVeRyTHing including u’ attitude.

When Emilia (his elderly aunt) came into the picture years later when he was 8, boi did she discipline the heck out of him. He became more well-mannered inside the house and was forced to change his troublesome ways. Though the process of disciplining Lucien, was straight-down horrendous and Lucien, presently, is ashamed of what his aunt had to go through to get rid of his bratty behavior.

Let’s say, OC A is Alexander and OC B is Lucien in their younger years! Since Lucien had a library, Alexander would go there borrow a book to read for his English Class. Low and behold, he finds a strange book and opens it pages to see Lucien’s hidden collection of cereal box toys. Years later, one does not speak about Lucien’s cereal box toys, especially when Lucien threatened his own best friend (Alexander) about finding it.

He’s 50% talented, and 50% dumbass. A flat-earth intellect.

[ammi-ka-shehzada]

“1995. I was 16. He was 17. We saw each other for the first time in front of Copper Kettle in Liberty Market Lahore. He was a friend of my cousin’s and they met briefly while I waited next to the car. He thought I looked like a snob and I thought he seemed too chummy. So “hmph” teenage moment!

We met off and on with the cousin but never got along. Snob vs too chummy didn’t stand a chance!

1997. I was 18. He was 19.

I was in my BA 3rd year. He still hadn’t completed his A levels...moment of silence there.

I took his number from the same cousin and called him one night in June to talk about something pestering me. Something I knew only he could help with. Incidentally he was alone at home and free.

So, as fate would have it, the snob girl and the chummy boy ended up chatting the entire night. Something which is quite a heroic achievement in the times of one landline a house. That too in the TV lounge and Amma Abba’s surveillance at its peak.

Bharpoor taaliaan!

The next few days we ( separately in our own lives) couldn’t help but think of how well we got along in that one chat. It was actually as comfortable as chuddy buddies.

So. A few days later I, the cheeti ( as my sister called me later) called him again! From the same landline ( it was an orange phone I still remember that. I still remember his phone number also) and from the same TV lounge. Guess what? Yes! Another all night chat. But drop scene yeh huwa ke meri walida mohtarima aa gayeen subha 5 bajay. She didn’t exactly figure out what was happening but of course antennas were up. And Mr Rana ki to sitti gum ho gayee (which he told me later). He said he walked outside on the road at 5 am for hours panicking that I may be in trouble.

Later in the day he walked to a PCO to call and check if all is well. The phone kept ringing and shutting until I picked it up. And a voice said “Sarah?” I said “ uhh no” He said “just wanted to check are you ok?” I said “Yes”.

Relief for him.

Giddy smile for me,

And that was it.

Two telephone conversations later we were both 100% certain that we wanted to get married.

Why?

Because it was just so easy to talk to each other. We are the absolute opposites when it comes to personalities, like & dislikes, habits and general approach to things. But, we were both so sure. The kind of bond we had was special, and we couldn’t let go of it. 23 years later, this one fact still holds true.

Acha jee. Ayen na zara practical zindagi main. Jag jayen thora. 19 sala Hero A levels kar raha hai. Theek hai na? Interest kis cheez main hai? Theatre main. Operation theatre nahin. Drama wala theatre. Theek ho Gaya? Heroine BA kar rahee hai. 3 sisters and an EXTREMELY strict and conservative household. Fauji abba. Elder sister engaged. Matlab ke next in line to get married and Amma Abba completely clear on the fact that 1 acha rishta and baat done and beti ko tata bye bye. Parhayee etc sab 2nd priority.

Kher. Nazreen waqt ka pahiyya chalta raha. BA ho gaya. Lekin hero A levels main fail ho gaya. Bijlian gir gayeen armaanon par. His result came out the day my best friend was getting married. Crying my eyes out was easy because it got camouflaged behind my missing her. Everyone thought she was so lucky to have me as her best friend My Masters degree began and he enrolled in a local foundation course for an external degree.

My elder sister got married matlab tamaam topon ka rukh kahani ki heroine ki taraf. Rishtay atay rahay lekin waapis bhee bhee rahay, Shukar Alhamdullillah! Never did rejection feel so good!

1999.

He told his mother kyunke bairooni maddad ki zaroorat par chukki thee. Aik rishta serious ho gaya tha. Army Captain. I wonder where he is now...ok. Focus. His mother was super supportive. I collected the himmat to confide in my mother. Jhaar pari lekin qayamat nahin ayee. Baree hee maharat se donon walidas to milwaya. Makhan lagaya. Kiya nahin Kiya. They both said ok we will help you. Plan yeh tha ke my Ami will defer potential rishtas and his mother will bring the rishta as soon as he nears graduation and can talk to Abu with some grace.

Took a promise from us that we strictly follow boundaries.

No exclusive meetings.

No one should be able to see us together.

No compromise on this.

And we remained true to our word.

Now when I think of it I feel SO good about us. I kept studying. He tried studying and kept doing theatre. Started debate coaching with the initial pay of Rs. 5000.

2000.

My Masters done. Itni parhi likhi qabil heroine. Hero ka final year. Finally!!! Rishta aa gaya and came the million dollar question “yeh larka Akhir karta kiya hai?!” Start of a new era of daily discussions and many at times fights of Abu saying this is insane and Ami supporting me ( how sweet).

2001.

Finally a graduate. Hero found a job of 13000 Rs. Wasn’t great but I was ready to marry an unemployed man to Yeh to lottery thee. I started working. With almost the same pay...and Somehow, after two years of convincing and case pleading we got engaged on the 1st of January 2002. By far that day is, even now, the happiest day of my life. If anyone asks me that question, the first image that pops in my head is that night. It was surreal...honestly it was just meant to be. There was nothing going in our favour but somehow it happened.

Understanding yeh huwee the shadi araaam Se ho gee. Obviously hero was 23 years old!!! But dekhain, dulhan 22 kee thee na...and that’s OLD in a conservative, Punjabi family. To naya katta khul gaya na. My parents wanted it over and done with ASAP and his parents were reluctant. I can understand both sides but qeema kis ka bun raha tha? Aik saal main tension peak par pohanch gayee aur wohee huwa jo filmi stories main hota hai. Hero ko laga unn ke Amma Abba ki “insult” ho rahee hai and unhon ne mangni tor dee... jee haan!!! 🥁🥁🥁

Lekin heroine ki dhittayee par to medal banta hai. ( My sister suggested that I should talk to Abu. Matlab ke khud kush Hamla). Aadhi raat ko ja kar Abba ko jagaya aur bhaaan bhaaan kar ke dukhi kahani sunayee. Felix felicious feeling thee seriously. He heard me. And somehow promised to take care of everything. And he did. Date set ho gayee. Aglay saal ki! 365 days later. That one year was torturous. Because both set of parents were extremely upset with each other and both of us were constantly playing peace makers with one goal. Countdown to 365 days...it was exhausting!

But main ne bhoolne nahin diya hero ko ke mangni main ne jori. Jee Haan. Pehli call bhee main ne hee kee thee. I’m sure he mutters under his breath “why did you?”. Acha jee six months before the big day, Mr Rana decided to quit his job and pursue acting. Chalo jee. Naya sayapa. To huwa Kiya? Everyone discouraged him. Except me. But he wanted to satisfy his parents and went to UAE for a job hunt. Nope. No luck. Came back and announced that whatever it takes I am going to pursue my first love. Theatre and acting. And there was no turning back. Nautankee it was!Amma Abba told me clearly ke soch lo. There is no certainty or future for theatre or acting in Pakistan. All my life I’ve been answering the wretched question “So what does he ACTUALLY do?” Lekin kahan jee. Nothing hits home when you’re in “lurvvve”. He assured me that he will make me the happiest girl on earth. I believed him.

2003.

To kar li shaadi.

We were the happiest people alive. I honestly have seen VERY few couples as happy on their wedding day as we were. We were actually on cloud 9. Ready to take on anything that life brings. Anything.

Early marriage days were an absolute dream come true. We felt that all hardships are behind us and we have conquered everything in life. If we can do this, whatever life brings will be easy! Life with him for me actually meant a fairy tale. I was the stupid, naive, day dreaming princess and he was my Prince Charming, equally young and naive. He was supposed to whisk me away from a life of curfews, restrictions and boundaries to a house where I could paint the town red! From the house that didn’t allow me to laugh loudly and clap without a reason to a house where dancing to random songs was daily routine. Without any occasion or reason.

The fact that we paid for a 2 day stay at PC Bhurban with our salamis was a matter of pride for us. We still talk about how we sat down on day 3 and counted if we can stay another night, which we couldn’t and came back.

Happily.

The first few months were like a daze. With no luxuries but plain joy. We had so much fun. Just being together. Nothing mattered. Driving to work in the morning chatting chirpily, watching TV with dinner, going for groceries. Finding joy in the smallest of moments. Will our car ( a 3rd hand Alto) start or not in the morning was a daily bet of ours. The fact that our entire pay ( both) was spent completely on basic necessities was a matter of pride for us. Watching late night movies with a pizza was an absolute luxury!

I was willing to face anything with him. For him. When our car’s windshield smashed during a toofan we didn’t have extra cash. Omair won 10000 Rs at a theatre festival the very next week and we got it repaired. Drove around for days with no windshield and we still laugh about it 🙂

But things started going downhill a few months later. My super comfortable relationship with my mother in law turned bitterly toxic, for reasons incomprehensible to me ( at least then).

My 29 year old elder sister suffered a brain hemorrhage in UK and was in the hospital for months. In and out of surgeries before coming around but her movement was affected for life.

My parents and younger sister went on rotation to be with her while I stayed back because I was “someone else’s wife” now so he was supposed to take decisions for me. Finances became a big issue so I took tuitions to save money and go visit her.

Omair found a better job and kept doing some TV work on the side but it was a struggle with nothing to fall back on. My heart would be with my sister but I would act jolly because “ghar ka mahaul kharab hota hai”. He decided to study and applied to LUMS for an MBA and started preparing for GMAT, which meant greater financial stress one me. But I stood by him. He didn’t get in ( a behteri in hind sight). The constant stress affected my gynea system... I actually didn’t feel like having a child because I was just so unhappy...and the uncertainty of life, my sister’s health, my parent’s stress and his career had started getting to me. But it had been three “LONG” years, and that gullible version of me caved in to pressure and we started treatment. What followed was two years of scans and injections and tablets and all the side effects that come with it.

2007. Eventually, an IUI worked and Rayaan came along. In bitter reality Rayaan was my clean chit in the eyes of the society that I am “complete”. I did not feel any gushing love for him. Omair on the other hand was over the moon! He has not loved anyone like he’s loved Rayaan. He is born to be a father. And that was a blessing, because Rayaan got the love he deserved from Baba while Amma was busy fighting her battles. The toxic relationship with my mother in law turned unbearable, I almost had a nervous breakdown and we moved out. It was ugly.

Omair didn’t have a job at this time. We had an infant and no worldly possessions at all except my jewellery and bedroom furniture. Fun fact: I had no jahez. Omair’s family made is 100% clear that there will be no jahez. Full marks to them there.

In these 4 years the ONLY thing that kept me sane was Omair, his humour, and our friendship. In these years we became even closer friends than before. He would listen to me silently if ever I felt like venting my heart out. Mostly I tried to keep it in because I didn’t want to upset him. Just silent hand holding was so comforting when he didn’t have any words of tassalli for me. He didn’t share his stress because HE didn’t want to stress me out.(This is when I realized strongly how the man is the worst hit in a conflict between his wife and mother. Made a mental note of never ever letting my son go through this. I hope I remember this by the time that time comes)). We cared for each other as friends before anything else and kept going...We have always been more of friends than anything else.

Something that caused huge problems later because married people need to be husband and wife, behave like a couple, argue like a couple and demand stuff like a couple. But we thought as long as we can communicate openly, make each other laugh, never dream of hurting the other and never go to bed angry, all is well.

This man has made me laugh at the toughest of times and has always ALWAYS been kind. That alone is something I cannot thank Allah enough for.

2008.

This marked the year for us actually starting from scratch. I sold some of my jewellery to buy furniture (Something I confided in Omair much later and he still hates this fact) crockery and appliances. We used up all of our savings. We set up a two room portion far away from the city which we called home for two years. I remember someone bringing flowers which I put in a balti because there was no vase. Meals were on the floor. We used to leave home at 645 daily to drop Rayaan to day care ( eternally grateful to The Early Years ) and get to our jobs. I was teaching at several places and so was he. We were shuttling between jobs all day. Only to return in the evening exhausted, showered ( if we had the energy), have omelette toast and crash. All this was just making ends meet, pay rent, bills, Rayaan’s fee, basic grocery and NO savings. Eating out was out of the question. But we were SO very happy.

It was unbelievable.

Even now when we look back the two years at “26 M” were the warmest, coziest, happiest ever. I actually found out what people mean when they say money isn’t everything. I learnt to love my baby boy who was an absolute Godsend. He took his first steps on that terrace. We got heat strokes from the hot weather but still managed to smile. The first sofa set we bought was second hand, for Rs 4000, which Omair refused to give away till 3 years ago.

The beds in the 2nd room were given by a dear friend for free. We shared the bills. Since we couldn’t eat out much I experimented with a lot of cooking (Dalda ka dastarkhwan was my saheli in those days).

Sharing financial and household responsibilities was never ever a problem between us. It was always “our” money, our responsibilities. We were both fighting our separate battles of the move ( we really never wanted to move away from his parents and this was very painful for both of us differently) but we never fought over it. Everything was always so civil and so comfortable.

2010.

We moved to a better place. Things settled a bit vis a vis work. Him and mine both. Slowly the ice started melting with my in laws ( things now are 100% ok. Yeah. That also happens. A lot of the credit goes to my parents in law here. But that’s a separate post) Slowly and steadily we made a home.

Right now, I’m sitting in our TV lounge of the home we’ve been in since 2010. And when I look around, every single thing that I can see has been bought by us personally.

Alhamdullillah.

Allah has been so unbelievably kind. If I say that we have actually built a home from scratch together, it’ll be 100% true. From a teaspoon to the TV to the car. Everything. But we still remember the first 5000 he earned and the third hand Red Alto whose floor collapsed while we were driving it. Flintstones!!!!

2011. I had my miscarriage.

2012.

This was the year we lost our twins in the 33rd week.

What followed was a complete fallout between us.

Oddly enough...We were heartbroken, more for each other than our own selves. I struggled desperately to deal with everything that follows after losing a child. But I failed miserably because of my combination of “I have to be strong”, “ I should always be grateful”, and “ everything happens for a reason” and “I need to be there for him”, and “Look how much pain my sister has gone through, this is nothing”.. But my body wasn’t agreeing with my mind and I fell critically ill.

Hospitalized for weeks while doctors struggled to figure out the problem. Eventually managed to come out of it Alhamdullillah but it took its toll on our relationship.

We drifted apart although he looked after me with such care that it makes my heart melt every time I think about it. But we both knew that it wasn’t the same.

For reasons we both knew and understood but didn’t have the courage to talk about. Since we were such close friends, we both understood the other’s thinking process and we let each other be. It was like parallel lives. We came home to each other, never stopped loving each other but we started living our own lives. Professionally we both grew but as “us” we stopped moving.

Now, when I see couples making this mistake I make it a point to tell them. Ask them to talk it out. Understanding each other’s struggles and giving each other too much space at the cost of your own happiness can cause irreversible damage.

This lack of communication is something I regret in hindsight. Something that went on for years and something that caused our marriage to almost end at one point...We didn’t even talk about what we were going through with anyone either.

No One.

Because our go to person was us...to kiya kartay?

But, yet again, guess what came to our rescue? Dosti. We just couldn’t give up on the dosti. No matter how much time we spent with other people, we just couldn’t help but miss what we have.

And what we have is extraordinary.

We feel at home with each other.

And that is irreplaceable.

You know the person who can look at you and understand what you are about to say? That’s us.

Home is where your heart is, and our hearts belong to each other. Three C sections and he stayed with me at the hospital. You want your mother around at that time and I wanted him. He’s changed countless pampers, done night duties with the kids, cooked breakfast for me, cleaned, dusted, changed linen, gotten furniture poshish done, taken me shopping infinite times, waited patiently while I got my threading done only so we can take a drive together, bought sanitary napkins, taken me for Falooda at midnight, you name it. He made me open my first personal bank account and asked me to put all my salary in it instead of the joint account, he’s never asked me how much I earn, never told me I’m fat ( and I’ve been fat!!!). Always disregarded comments about how “young” he looks compared to me. Something I have let bother me for years before growing up and not giving a rat’s ass eventually.

We’ve never ever argued in front of the kids. He’s always given me the lead in parenting, trusting every single decision I take as a mother, and never made me feel bad for the bad ones (there are quite a few).

He’s never stopped talking to me although I tend to give him the “silent treatment” quite a few times. He’s supported me most in my work. Helped me through the tightest spots professionally. I have grown as a person with him. I have learnt from him what it means to truly forgive someone, to be non judgmental, to drop one’s agenda and focus on the bigger picture. People say it about their fathers, and as much as I love my Abu with all my heart, my husband gave me wings to fly and the courage to follow my dreams.

He’s actually one of a kind.

Completely secure.

Non judgmental.

Hospitable and generous to the core.

Genuinely happy for everyone’s success and happiness.

Humble.

A truly happy person who wakes up every morning to live life to its fullest!

A truly loving father.

A genuinely caring son.

An absolutely accommodating husband.

A wholeheartedly loving brother.

A friend in need.

I’ve spent years being scared of Nazar and bad luck by telling people how blessed I feel, every moment of my life, but not right now. I feel if many people will jinx this, enough people will be happy for us and make the bad nazar nuetral 🙂 I think the world deserves to know this side of the coin as well.

There ARE men who are plain GOOD men. And I have been infinitely lucky to have one of them. I may become overwhelmed with fear in a few days though. I’m unpredictable in this department 🧿

My love story is rather simple.

I simply decided to marry my best friend. My best friend decided to marry his. And we really wouldn’t have it any other way. He calls me his “best mistake”. I still can’t decide if that’s a compliment or not I consider him “my lucky break” in life.

We haven’t had a marriage which revolves around expensive presents, holiday destinations or lavish surprise birthday parties but we have a marriage which has survived the test of time. It is based on years of honesty, trust, hard work and respect. We have both invested in it. Yes I have invested a lifetime in this relationship as well. I have compromised and given in countless times. Cried myself to sleep and wept in the shower. There have been numerous ugly downs in these 23 years...but the beautiful ups have been more than numerous. The laughters are actually infinite.

Alhamdullillah.

The most important thing is that we haven’t kept any scores. Who needs to keep a score when we both get to win in the end?”

-shared by Ms. Maira Omair Rana

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