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[redlips-blooddrops-deux]

Is it hot in here, or are your boobs just huge?

An obvious look of disgust appeared on her face as she slowly pulls out a throwing dagger. "One more line like that and I am shoving this in your gut....cherie~"

[alyakthedorklord]

Omg literally it would be SO cool if you wrote the rest of the playboy bruce trying to kiss the justice league without them realizing it (I know you said figure it out but the way you wrote it was so good and funn I would love it if you gave maybe a couple of scenarios)

Lmao honestly executive dysfunction is kicking my ASS rn and it was intended as a prompt. I will try tho, definitely taking inspiration from the others who responded to the post because I love them.

If you haven’t, go check out the notes on the OG Post above! @britcision, @ivywing, and @help-i-need-a-cool-username all had amazing additions and @foursixtwonineoh-pieces-of-lego wrote a fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48325771

As did @scrapcheck, still in progress

And Devilhorn!

Anyways LONG post under the cut

Hal Jordan

Hal is first to prove a POINT, as @britcision decided. Also because the bastard made it waaaay too easy. Remember- Hal was Joking. He genuinely thinks Batman isn’t going to try, because he’s way too straight-laced boring.

So when he’s at a bar in Coast City, and he sees this absolutely ravishing man lounging casually against the wall, bar lighting making him practically glow (he CALCULATED that) subtle makeup making his bright blue eyes pop as he looks Hal up and down… Well. Hal makes the first move.

Hal: “All on your own, handsome?”

Bruce, with “Mastermind” by Taylor Swift playing in his head, smiling sweetly at Hal: “Care to change that?”

They start talking. Hal doesn’t recognize Bruce Wayne at ALL (canonically he does not know who Bruce Wayne is, a point brought up by @help-i-need-a-cool-username) so all he knows is Bruce is a single father who works at a company he inherited from his parents, which is just (brucie voice) “so much less interesting than a test pilot!”

Bruce, grimacing internally but wrapped around Hal’s arm with the awed and interested eyes in full effect: “you have such a nice voice, tell me more about planes…”

He KNOWS what a fuselage is, thank you, Jordan. Whatever. He gets to gush about his kids, when its his turn to talk, good enough tradeoff. He can survive Hal Jordan’s bad pick up lines and pretend he’s into them. At a certain point Bruce breaks and kisses him just to shut him up. One down.

Diana Prince

I looked it up- kissing in Ancient Greece wasn’t always considered romantic, but also a greeting between two similarly-ranked people. Therefore, I think Diana would be pretty chill with kissing and honestly an easy target at a gala if Bruce plays respectful/clumsy/earnest himbo starstruck with the tall pretty woman, just a peck would make him the happiest man alive. But I wanna go a little more in depth.

Now, I’ve seen Flash and Martian Manhunter save Bruce and/or his kids and Bruce lays one on them, but honestly I think it would work well with Diana too, because she loves kids. Dick and/or Jason (whichever you want to imagine, I want them to team up screw canon) are WAY to excited for this, they’ve got a little script and everything.

WonderWoman, a kid in each arm, delivering them back to their tearful guardian: “Here we are, Mr. Wayne. Whole and healthy.”

Dick, playing into his role eagerly: “Oh my gosh, Bruce! Bruce we got saved by a princess! It’s like a fairytale! Except, you know, the princess is the hero this time, which is so freaking cool!”

Bruce, tears of gratitude rolling down his face (and he knows how to still look perfect while crying, its a skill): “I’m just glad the two of you are safe, Chum.”

Jason, big baby blues in full effect, absolutely asked Wonder Woman to be his mom earlier (to set groundwork, no other reason): “You know, usually the princess and the hero gets a kiss at the end of a fairytale, Bruce. But this princess is both. So how will she get a reward?”

Still choked up with relieved tears and now laughter, Bruce looks up at Diana and smiles: “Well, if the Princess wants a reward… then I would be a fool to refuse.”

Bruce kisses her on the lips, Dick and Jason both kiss her cheeks, Diana leaves charmed and amused by the sweet family. Such a good father, humoring his children and thier little fascination with her, so very respectful…

Two down.

J’ohn Jones

Okay, martians are telepathic. So this goes one of two ways, at some sort of charity or something-

Option 1, Batman is a realist: the charity event is a masquerade, and he wanders over to where MM is while thinking “it would be so funny, give me this.” As loudly as he can. And Martian Manhunter, who appreciates the audacity, gives him a kiss. (I don’t like this one because it technically breaks the rules of the bet, bc MM knows it’s Batman, but eh)

Option 2, Batman is a different breed: he manages to up the ante with his Himbo Persona. Creating a “slippery void” mental facade that blocks of his real thoughts and makes him read as really just that stupid. This would require functioning with two trains of thought at once, and making sure that the Martian can only read the surface level, “oh, this one is pretty” “I really wouldn’t mind kissing him” and other such decoy thoughts, instead of “target is approaching, signs of interest present despite this not being his natural form-“

Bruce also researches and copies Martian courting styles and copies them “by chance,” catching MM’s attention. (He offers him Oreos)

Martian Manhunter: “this man… he is so empty headed and yet clearly kind and willing. I would not take him for a life partner, but for some simple fun as he seems to desire…”

(Edit: Maybe, if B is confident enough, he lets through his loneliness. Missing his parents, wanting affection, an ache so strong it’s like a physical wound. J’onn feels the same ache for his lost family, and decides to try this human’s strategy to fill that void. Either way…)

Batman 3, League 0

Barry Allen

I’m strangely blank when it comes to the Flash let me just spitball and let it snowball

As I said above, people have had him save Bruce, had Bruce seduce him at his workplace while taking a tour, I even saw @help-i-need-a-cool-username have Dick set up a petition for Bruce to kiss the Flash. (An idea that I personally think would also go really well with Superman lmao.)

Anyways, I think it would be funny for Bruce to take it slow with Barry. For the irony of it all. Because Batman is doing this to prove a POINT. So he’s in central city, spots Barry coming his way, and “accidentally” slips right into his arms. Ooh, or covered in coffee, like a wealth disparity drama base script, and Barry’s like “omg i am so sorry let me pay you back.” And bruce is all “this shirt costs (stupid amount of money)”

Barry: (fear)

Bruce, rolling with it rn: “yes, it is horrendous, isn’t it? Hows this- I’m in central city for a day. You can pay me back by showing me around?”

He then proceeds to string barry along on an honest to god DATE for shits and giggles. They go clothes shopping, they go to restaurants, Bruce pays for a big meal bc this is after a fight or something and Barry got hurt, his speedster comrade needs to EAT, damnit.

After all this, he gives a cheeky smile and lightly smooches Barry. “Thanks for the fun day, Mr. Allen.”

Barry, bright red and goo brained: “hah- mmhmm. Yeah…”

Batman 4, League 0

Oliver Queen

This one… Oliver is on guard. He’s twitchy and suspicious, turning down men flirting with him, people are starting to notice. But Bruce? Bruce just walks up at a party while “tipsy” and lays one on him. Straight up. He wants to show just how EASY it is. Because Oliver doesn't even register it. He just laughs and goes: “Hey Brucie! Miss me?”

Batman 5, League 0

Dinah Lance

Of course, immediately after above, he turns and pouts at canary.

Bruce: “Dinah darling, you are a saint, I don’t know how you put up with the mess he’s got on his face. He was so much nicer to kiss when we were in (fancy private school name drop) together and didn’t have all this nonsense.”

Dinah, laughing at Ollie’s offended noises: “Oh, I don’t mind it. He’s a good kisser.”

Bruce: “Of course he is, I taught him. Care to compare?”

Dinah: “Don’t mind if I do.”

Batman 6, league 0

Clark Kent

For Clark, Bruce is originally talking to Lois before he turns his eyes on a quiet Clark and croons: “So, Miss Lane, does this lovely specimen have his own questions, or is he arm candy? And if he’s the latter, can I either tempt him off you, or secure an invitation?”

Lois, an excellent friend who will absolutely set Clark up with the hottest bachelor in Gotham: “Well, Mister Wayne, I’ve got all I need. Clark, take a page from my book and honeytrap a good quote out of him, hm?”

With an obnoxious wink, she pats a spluttering Clark on the shoulder, and leaves him with a very smug Batman.

(Bonus Superbat- Clark and Bruce’s conversation is going REALLY WELL and to the point where both of them seem on board with more than a heavy makeout when Bruce puts a hand on Clarks chest.

Bruce: “Stop.”

Clark, freezing immediately: “I’m sorry, did I go too far-?”

Bruce: “No, no. I think I might be though. See, I have all of you now, and I’ve won the bet.”

Clark: “What are you- oh. Oh- HUH?”

Cue sudden and shocked revelation, Clark’s mind going a hundred miles an hour, and then skidding to a stop on- he only did this for the bet. He’s not really interested. He stopped because I went too far-

Bruce: “You only consented to a kiss without knowing my identity. Right now, I’d like to do more, if you’d let me.”

Clark has the dial-up tone ringing in his ears, he has no idea whats going on anymore, the hot billionaire and his reclusive teammate aren’t quite slotting into place, because he wants both but rhey’re so different but they’re the same but-

“Yes.”

Lois doesn’t get Clark back that night and she is delighted.)

Anyways, final results:

Batman: 7

League: 0

Reveal:

Batman talking shit about their secret identities again, Green Lantern is scoffing about it again, says something along the lines of: “You still think you’re sooooo great, huh? Hows the bet going, spooky?” Fully expecting Batman to get huffy with him.

Instead, Batman smirks.

He leans in

And purrs: “So you didn’t notice?”

The League freezes. The implications are dangling over their head. Did he… did he really?

Green Lantern, absolutely terrified: “No. no, there’s no way…”

Batman: “Oh, there absolutely was a way. I’d say you were a good kisser, but honestly? I think it might have been the euphoria of getting you to shut up.”

He turns on the rest of the league, still smirking. “I have kissed every single person who consented at least once in the time since the bet was made. Two of you with tongue. And no one has called me out on it. Now that you know it’s happened, you should be able to figure me out, so whoever can tell me my real name first, wont get thier story used as an example in the brand new “how to avoid honeypots” seminar.”

(If bonus superbat, B shoots Superman a Look and goes “except for you, superman, because I told you my name.” Which just ends up distracting everyone else until they get THAT story)

Diana wins bc she matched up the boys to the robins. Everyone else gets their stories told in excruciating detail. Batman rates them by kissing ability and how obvious he was on his approach. Oliver gets docked points for “texture.” Dinah gets docked points because “i griped about the exact same thing in and out of costume, how did you not notice-“

(Different reveal below)

@chaos-n-kindness @she-went-that-way @geekonaleash @redh00dsbf @howabouticallyou

[valiantphantomangel]

Hi since you’re not doing headcanons could you please do a fic of damon finding out human!reader is ticklish after they've been annoying him

Never mess with an ancient vampire

A/n: I hope you like it!!

"Damon" no answer

"Damon" no answer again

"Damon" you can guess it

"WHAT is so important that you have to torture my ears?" Said that person as he turned around and glared at where your sitting on the counter.

"Did you know that you're considered antique by your age?"

Damon let out an annoyed growl and turned back to making pancakes.

"Damon, Damon Damon"

"I swear to god, what do you want now!"

"How does it feel to be older then a lot of dictators?"

"That's it" he growled before stalking towards you and grabbing your waist to lift you up.

You let out an embarrassingly loud squeal when he accidentally squeezed your sides before looking at him with wide eyes.

Damon was looking at you, like a predator finding its prey, his infamous smirk on his lips "Oh your dead" he said and yeeted you onto a couch nearby.

You landed with a soft groan and immediately scrabbled off of the couch, but just as you rolled off you were picked up and pinned down.

"Oh no no no, your not getting away that easy sweetie" he said with a smirk as he sat on your thighs and looked down at you.

Slowly he started to trace your ribs through your tanktop that you wore with some sleep shorts, teasingly spidering his fingers ever so lightly over your ribs and sides.

You sucked in your belly and let out a nervous giggle, you hands shooting out to protect your tummy.

He easily caught them and pulled your wrists to his chest.

"Now what am I going to do with you, because knowing you your devastatingly ticklish" Damon said nonchalant as he put his hand over your belly button. Ready to attack.

"How about you let me go?" You said nervously.

"Let me think about that... How about no" he grinned before suddenly letting go off your wrists and attacking your sides.

You screech with laughter like a banshee and bucked your hips up to throw him off, but of course that didn't do much.

"What could possibly be so funn, stop laughing I'm trying to ask you something!" His right hand switched to your hip while the other continued it's war path over your tummy.

"GAHHAHHAHA YOUHAHHAH ASSHIHIHIH" you screamed through your laughter.

"Damm I knew you were sensitive but I've never met someone this ticklish" Damon laughed with you as he continued to constantly switch places.

He leaned forward and blew a raspberry on your belly button and ghost tickled your sides "Nom nom nom"

"SCREWHIHIHI YOUHAHHAHA" your cheeks were red and your face hurt from smiling so much.

Eventually when he noticed that your laughter turned silent he let up and looked down at you "Now what have we learned?"

"Not to mess with you" you say after you caught your breath.

"Or pay the consequences" Damon said with a smirk before standing up and walking back to the kitchen, where of course a pancake had somehow caught fire.

He ran around with the pan before dropping it in a large vase and muttered something along the lines "I'll blame Stefan"

You lay laughing as you watched him and even though he now knew your strongest weakness, you couldn't wish for a better best friend.

[leaskisses444]

OMFG CONGRATS ON 200 THATS AWESOME!!!!!!!! you were one of my very first mutuals from that time ipulled an all nighter hehe i love youuuuuu

umm can i please see the dressing room (theme: song artists)

also could i have a look at the guitar collection pls? ;)

AWHHH TYSMMM!!! you have been one of my first moots too <333

you would be hayley obvv <3 (i love that woman!!!)

jesus baker (lord and saviour frfr) - @literatureisdying

following the theme @astraeasparrow would be phoebe bridgere

conan gray - @judeisthedude

olivia rodrigo - @skeelly

maisie peters - @sophiesonlinediary

beabadoobee - @nqds

as much as i want to cast all of my swiftie moots as taylor im going to cast @glassdandelion because shes been my first moot that was a swiftie <333 and she fits taylor very well <3

okay i cant think of who to cast anymore but tysmm it was funn!!!

and the pick up line is 'do u have a bandaid? cause i scraped my knee falling for u 😉'

[lunicho]

I hope you had a lot of fun at the concert !! What were some of your favorite parts?

-😵‍💫

YESS I HAD SO SO SO MUCH FUNN i definitely need to get closer seats next time cuz ughhhrhrhrj i forgot how much i love their music <3 some highlights were how they kept having us bark and it made them so happy and giggly like yeonjun was like "ohh i love that i love it" and then they used us barking to segway into cat and dog during the encore and that was so sp fun. the best part was definitely being able to vibe the whole time with my sister without any stress!! i also didn't record much so not stressing about recording and stuff helped too and i was able to just let go,, i feel really happy!! they're also genuinely so kind and funny like they had me laughing 😭 and they just always highlight how important it is to fully let go and have fun at their shows and i really love that so so much. growing pains, farewell neverland, and deep down genuinely changed my life i think like they had my jaw on the floor AND THE KILLA????? i creamed like that song is so good and they're so talented and all their songs are just so fun and such a vibe irl I LOVE TOMORROW X TOGETHER 💔 WAIT EDITING THIS CUZ ANOTHER HIGHLIGHT, they had these like streamer confetti that was like really long and shot out lines of confetti but everytime it did it covered the boys in confetti like yeonjun fully got twisted up in the confetti and so did beomgyu like it was wrapped all around them and they were being so silly about it like they started strutting down the stage 😭 editing again but before the concert me and my sissy went to walmart and there was a sweet lady selling bracelets outside the store and instead of letting me pick one she handed me a really pretty and colorful one and she told me "this one matches your personality" LIKE 💔💔

[saatorubby]

Ive been putting people in the backrow of the history class lessons as pairs and i normally put people that are friends (or Leona and Malleus)

And today i put Ortho beside Malleus and now im wondering

How would Ortho be like around Mal? Would he be open and ((less)suffocatingly) welcoming like Kalim is with everyone? Would he ramble about himself to Malleus? Or would Ortho ask Malleus a milllion and one questions cus he wants to be friends with the fae that everyone keeps avoiding for some weird reason?

I can imagine Malleus teaching Ortho about gargoyles and grotesques a lot and maybe Malleus can tell Ortho stories about places he's been to and things he's seen people do (cause Ortho may soon pick up that he hasn't experienced these first hand) then Ortho would ask if they could do random friendship things together (idk myself uuuuuuhhhh-)

Ortho invites Malleus over to play games and watch shows and Malleus is EXSTATIC because not only has he made a new friend but they wanna hang out and do things together too???? Is this a dream????? He hopes he never wakes up back to his lonely royal duties

Idia in the middle of this all TERRIFIED that the UR+ character of the school is INSIDE HIS BEDROOM and is willing to watch anime with both of them even doe he has no idea of what it is and whether he'll like it or not (he doesn't care he just wants to be around more people)

And then Idia is somehow the most mature in the room not only because its his bedroom and he's kind of Malleus' teacher in how to play games, but because although his brother puts all AI in their world to shame he is still a child and somehow even the dragon fae that is possibly close to ten times his age is also a child-

Unfortunately for the school these two can get mischievous if encouraged enough by the situation and they will make it everyone else's problem.

Lilia discovers this and is joyful that Malleus has a friend and they get along so well (and he can't deny he loves their mischief even though it isn't good practice for Malleus)

If Idia ever catches feelings for Malleus, Ortho and Lilia would play matchmaker till Malleus catches on (cus he probably wouldn't be able to tell what's going on at first)

(And then there's Ortho being a robot, meaning he will live longer than most creatures so long as his integral parts are intact. Meaning Malleus has a friend that won't be lost easily to time-)

(But then there's also the possibility that Ortho could one day ask to be human again, and with Malleus being one of the literal 5 strongest mages, who's to say he can't do that)

I'm so so so sorry. I know I'm super late, I had a few things going on with my life. Especially a bunch of entrance exams for college (which I thankfully passed, but have two more in December), so I haven't had time to write in a while. But here are my thoughts on their relationship.

OMG, yess ortho and Mal would be besties. from mals birthday boy card voice lines ortho even got him an ice shaving machine though it was cutting edge tech so Mal didn't know how to use it :(

they would be menace together but since both of them has the ability to look like a kicked puppy, no one has the heart to tell them off

Idia would be having the worst time of his life. he's so tired of being the mature one over the fae who has been alive for 10000000 years (jk 700 only). mal and ortho have the ability to pout and they will.

ortho will teach mal everything about humans and machines though malleus doesn't always get it he's happy to listen to his new friend

Diasomnia is in disarray, Lilia is happy over the possibility to adopt another child, Sebek is crying over how WaKaSaMa has contracted a disease that is leading him to act this way, and Silver, despite having great difficulty in keeping awake, is the only sane one in the whole dorm. And the rest? they believe Ortho to be the newest royal of the briar valley. He's the prince's new brother and therefore their new god prince.

Idia and Mal together will be so funny. I know it'd be some cliche anime trope with Idia falling into Mal's arms (with the help of Lilia's magic) since Mal is a price and, Idia is internally freaking out.

Angst potential? angst potential.

Being immortal (almost) ortho and Mal will have to go through the losses of their loved ones, I think Idia being gone will hit Ortho the hardest because he's literally programmed to love Idia just as much original Ortho loved him, and will probably send him into an existential crisis.

And by now we all know how Mal reacted to the thought of his loved ones leaving him.

so angst buddies. Cursed to be left alone for eternity.

[blarrghe]

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it's saturday and I'm still drinking my coffee before I work on homework and I am Not Allowed To Do Hobbies until I finish this paper but I am going to microdose on writing by filling out this meme. tagged by @cleverblackcat and @fandomn00blr to post the first line of my ten most recent fics. Picked a line or few depending on *~vibes~*

taggin' friends! @transfenris-truther @melisusthewee @rosella-writes @sulky-valkyrie @n7viper @aymayzing have funn

A Complicated Match: Dorian was a man besieged by emails.

Strange Feelings in the Party Camp He's in her tent again. Zevran, the assassin.

Go, Da'len, Run! He wakes choking on smoke. His eyes don't adjust to the dark, the air is thick and hot. Bleary and tired he rolls from his bed and sucks in a breath, it comes out again as a cough. Others are coughing too. He can hear the miserable sounds coming from the next room, and the taste of ash settles over his tongue.

Can You Really Blame Me? “You could have told me sooner, Varric.” Hawke swings her legs over the edge of the bed, a rich red housecoat falling silky behind her as she rises and swishes it around her body in a quick sashe.

Snowy Satinalia Snow was falling in large, fluffy flakes, adding to the white of Deshanna’s yard that glittered in the glow of dangling white holiday lights across the edge of the old house’s pointed roof. Smoke rose from the chimney, and even from halfway up the long driveway Taren could smell the familiar scent of woodsmoke on the crisp air.

All Hail West Thedas Big. That was the word that kept coming to mind. The only word for things out here.

Matchsies "No," Taren shook his head, resolute. "Oh come on, it's true," Sera whined in protest, her fast fingers continuing to tap away at his phone screen, making no moves to amend any of her latest additions to the profile she'd been embellishing with exaggerated details of his skills and hobbies. "You are not putting 'exceptionally skilled with hands’ under talents."

Prompt Fill - "I Want To Wake Up To You Every Morning" “Well now, what’s this?” Dorian circled the Inquisitor’s chambers with a raised eyebrow and an amused smile. He strode towards the bed which had been recently brought into the centre of the room and took in the pillows, the new and silky sheets draping over the mattress, and the mattress itself, wide and thick and well-risen off the ground by a sturdy, canopied bedframe carved of wood and tipped with pretty filigree of gold. Behind him, the Inquisitor shrugged. “New bed,” he said. 

Prompt Fill - "After an Argument" Taren wouldn't be able to sleep now, so he didn't.

Unpublished enemies to lovers thing I'll get to eventually The dawn rose misty. Soft brushes of pale white cloud hung low in the air, painting the forest floor in a glittery dew. Rays of watery yellow echoed through the slats between trees in a faded memory of sunlight. It was quiet.

[snow-capped-graphics]

...

And then it happened again.

Immediately, the journalist was downed. Frost began to encroach again.

...Brendan didn't even have a heartbeat. So... how?

"Funn...nnnyyy... funny hat... man... haha... haha!"

There was a loud, shrill laugh from the tree lines. Alice barely got far.

The snow and wind were picking up. If he stopped to help Alice again, he would lose the blood trail. But if he went for the trail instead, then Alice might fall, permanently.

There was something odd about the match. From the very start of the match. The plane was covered in snow, cipher machines encased in a layer of thick ice. The survivors had to use ice picks to break the ice to even begin working on them. And the environment was so... so... cold.

As for the hunter... none of them have seen the hunter. Yet, as the avatar began to walk around, he could feel his heart begin to beat, and there was a faint, pink glow.

He was getting close.

[ @snow-capped-graphics i am very afraid for Blake but here I am <3 ]

Ugh, finally the bastard is gonna show their face. Lucky my coat is pretty good at keeping out the cold, but it's not like this is comfortable.

*He groans, checking the cipher progress. Three down so far... Yeah, he can probably afford to fuck around a little. The crazy son of a bitch starts walking towards the heartbeat, rather than away from it. The sooner he meets the hunter, the sooner he'd be able to tell what he needs to take them down, after all.*

[munson-blurbs]

hello darling! i love your work. could i request something along the lines of eddie being with someone with social anxiety? she isn't shy, per se; loud and confident around him but clams up completely when new people are involved. honestly if eddie were my bf he'd be my only friend 🥲 i was wondering how you see the two of them would be able to deal with that <3

Warnings: reader has social anxiety. This takes place after high school for the older characters, probably sophomore year for the younger ones. Will + El live in Hawkins again.

WC: 1.1k

A/N: I also struggle with social anxiety. I tried to capture the various emotions that come with it--for those unfamiliar with social anxiety, you basically want to make friends but are also anxious in certain social situations. Anon, I hope this fic lives up to your expectations and you feel represented <3

--

The seven words every person with social anxiety dreads:

"I want you to meet my friends," Eddie tells you while you're cuddled up on the couch, watching a movie. You've been dating for a month, and things have been going really well. Which is probably why he wants to introduce you to people.

"Oh," you say softly, gnawing on the inside of your lower lip.

You'd been working at the record store when you'd spotted Eddie, but it had been months later that you actually worked up the nerve to talk to him. And that was only because your co-worker shoved you in his direction, tired of hearing you drone on about how cute he was. 

"Something wrong?” he asks, sitting up slightly. 

“N-no,” you stutter, your own voice betraying you. “Just...are you sure it’s not too soon?”

Eddie adjusts your position. “Sweetheart, they already think I’m making you up,” he teases gently. His sweet expression turns into a frown. “Do you not want to meet them?”

“It’s not that,” you reassure him, “I just get really anxious around people I don’t know.”

“What’s that expression? Somethin’ like, ‘strangers are friends you haven’t met yet’?” He tries to make light of the situation but quickly realizes that you’re stuck in your own head.

“Eddie,” you sigh, “do you know that I avoided you for months before Lizzie practically forced me to introduce myself?” You look down at your hands and pick at your fingernails nervously. “And trust me, I wanted to talk to you. It’s just that...every time I thought about it, I considered every possible way it could go wrong.”

Your boyfriend furrows his brows. “What do you mean?”

“Like, worrying that you would make fun of me, or think I’m stupid or ugly or not worth your time, or straight up ignore me,” you confess, cringing at how vulnerable you sound.

“Why would I do that?” he questions, genuinely confused.

You think carefully before answering, not wanting to overwhelm him. “That’s how I’ve been treated in the past. Not all the time,” you add hastily, “but enough that my brain thinks that everyone will act the same way.”

“Oh,” Eddie replies, starting to understand. “So, is there any way you can meet my friends?”

“Yeah, of course,” you tell him, “but maybe it could be a casual hang-out kind of thing? Not a whole ‘Meet the Girlfriend’ extravaganza.”

He nods. “I can totally do that,” he says cheerfully. “Actually, we’re all hanging out at Steve Harrington’s house tomorrow, just to catch up and shoot the shit. Would that--is that too soon?”

You give him a sweet smile, trying to ignore the butterflies battering around in your stomach. “I think that works.”

~

On the car ride to Steve’s, Eddie gives you a rundown of all of his friends: likes, dislikes, topics to bring up and avoid. You learned that the younger kids love D&D and can talk about it for hours. You also found out that Steve doesn’t get along with his parents, so you won’t bring them up.

What you didn’t know was that Eddie had spent the better part of the day debriefing his friends about you.

“She loves music, knows the lyrics to every song on the radio, but don’t even think about asking her to sing for you.”

“She has tons of funny stories about insane customers she gets at the record store.”

“Doing well in school is really important to her, and she’s sensitive when it comes to her grades.” 

He was so serious about the whole endeavor that he considered making the group write everything down.

Your stomach flip-flops as Eddie parks the van in front of Steve’s house. “You ready?” he asks.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” you reply. You got this, you think, Eddie wouldn’t introduce you to people who will be mean to you.

Eddie holds your hand and knocks on the door. You smile up at him; though you’re nervous, you’re also excited. That’s the weird part of social anxiety: you hate meeting new people, but you still crave approval and friendship. You keep reminding yourself that being outside of your comfort zone, even feeling a little scared, doesn’t necessarily mean that bad things will happen.

The door swings open, revealing Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley. “Hi guys!” he says. “Come on in. It’s great to meet you, Y/N.”

“You, too,” you say, “Eddie’s told me a lot about you. Mostly good things,” you add, hoping the joke lands.

“Mostly? That’s more than I anticipated, so I’ll take it,” Steve volleys the joke back, and you feel your body relax.

“Are the rug rats here yet?” Eddie asks, presumably asking about the younger members of the group.

Steve nods. “Already fighting over movie choices,” he says with a laugh.

Eddie starts towards the living room, fingers still intertwined with yours, but Robin puts a hand on your shoulder.

“If these dinguses start getting too annoying, there’s a room upstairs where me, you, and Nancy can just chill,” she whispers. “Max and El might join, too. Girl time.”

“That sounds awesome,” you tell her truthfully. “And it’s very likely that they’ll get on our nerves at some point.”

“Oh, for sure,” Robin rolls her eyes, “I’m already sick of King Steve.”

“Stop calling me that!” Steve whines, but he’s smiling as he says it.

~

After a night of movies, pizza, and a hilarious gossip session with the girls, you’re exhausted. It’s a good feeling; you definitely need time to yourself, just to recharge, but you had so much fun. You’re grinning from ear to ear as you plop down into the passenger seat.

“Your friends are the best!” you tell Eddie. “I can’t wait to hang out with them again.”

Eddie’s beaming. “You have no idea how happy that makes me,” he says, pulling your face towards his for a sloppy, silly kiss.

You nod. “I’m just glad I finally have people to talk shit about you with,” you tease him, and he gasps, feigning shock.

“You would never!”

“Oh, but we already did,” you giggle. “I found out that you used to jump up on cafeteria tables in high school and give impromptu speeches.”

Eddie pouts dramatically. “You’re lucky you’re so cute.”

You lean back in your seat and listen to the Dio cassette Eddie’s playing. After a few moments of silence, you turn your head to look at him. “Hey, Eds?”

“What’s up, sweetheart?”

“Thank you,” you say, barely loud enough to hear over the music, “for introducing me to everyone. And for being so patient with me.”

Eddie takes his right hand and places it over your right leg. “I got you. And you got me, yeah?”

“Always.”

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[tbzxnight]

shower me with love

warning: nsfw, contains smut, gym sex, shower sex, sex against a wall.

"Baby girl, I think I'm done for today," Juyeon says, crouching on the ground, breathing heavily. "Come on, we still have a few more sets to go," you laugh, playfully trying to pick him up. You and Juyeon were at the gym, it was a very late weekday night so naturally you two were the only ones there. "No, I really can't, you know what, you keep working out, and I'll take a shower in the meantime." As you continue your sets, he heads to the men's locker room, smacking your ass on the way.

Once you finish a set, your mind wanders as you take a break, thinking about how it felt really good when he spanked you. The next thing you knew, you were packing up your stuff and heading into the men's locker room, too. You could hear the shower running from the further back of the locker room; there were already wisps of steam floating past the curtain. You make your way towards it, stripping off your clothing one piece at a time until you were standing naked outside the curtain.

"Need some help with that, sir? " You smile seductively at him as you pull aside the flimsy curtain, striking a pose as if you were a model. Juyeon jumps, dropping the bottle of body wash he was holding, "Ah, don't scare me like that, it's not funn-" He goes silent when he sees you. He quickly realizes your intentions, raising an eyebrow and smirks, "Right here? " You step into the stall in response, drawing the curtain back closed behind you and press yourself up against him, your hands resting on his thick biceps.

He pulls you into his chest, kissing you with such force, you had to hold onto him to keep yourself steady. Your hands are running all over his soft, but firm, body as his tongue wrestles yours for dominance. He lets you push him backwards so you're both under the hot water, intensifying the heat and desire radiating from both of your bodies. His hands slide down your back, making you shiver and leaving a trail of goosebumps, to cup both your ass cheeks. You gasp as he palms and squeezes them roughly before gripping tightly and lifting you up until you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"Mmm, my strong man," you purr into his ear, your arms around his neck. He's softly biting along your neck and shoulder leaving little bruises in its wake. Having enough of the soft foreplay, you grab his wet locks so his head is pulled back and kiss him hard while grinding on his erection stuck in between your bodies. When you part, you stare into his dazed eyes and practically growl, "I want you to fuck me as hard as you can, sir." You knew how much he loved it when you called him that.

Doing a full 180, Juyeon pushes you up against the tile wall, making you gasp and arch your back as you come in contact with the cold tiles. He bends himself down to line himself up with your entrance. Your breath hitches, your nails sinking into the skin of his shoulders as he slides himself up into you. His hands on your hips tighten as he feels you clench around him, squeezing him. You both left out a sigh of relief when he thrusts himself so he's fully inside you.

You legs tighten around his waist as you bite on his earlobe, moaning in his ear to let him know just how good he felt inside you. He lets out a low moan, bringing his head back up to stare into your eyes. He presses you harder against the wall, using his hips to thrust himself into you at an agonizingly slow pace. He loved teasing you, especially when you were already this worked up. You grab his hair again, pulling him closer for a heated, steamy kiss as you begin to roll you hips against him, trying to encourage him to move faster.

He follows your cues, thrusting faster and deeper than before. You couldn't help but moan loudly at each thrust, gripping his shoulders so tightly, you could see red indents in his skin from your nails. He grunted along with the sounds of skin slapping, muffled by the hot running water. You swear you could see stars from how hard he was pounding into you now, your head rolled back, resting on the cold tiles behind. You're so close, alternating between cursing and chanting his name.

Juyeon's control and strength start to falter as he groans, his eyes screwed shut tight, lips slightly parted. He thrusts once, twice, thrice before burying himself completely inside you, both crying out in unison, your voices echoing loudly around the locker room as you climax together. Your body trembles as the heat blissfully spreads throughout your body; the only thing holding you upright is his body pinning you against the wall and his arm that's securely wrapped around your waist.

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[teebarnes]

✨ | A Bad Day

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!reader

Summary: You had a bad day at work and Bucky knows that, so takes this chance to brighten your bad day.

Word Count: 2k

Warning(s): Fluff, crying... I think that's about it.

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Locking the door behind you, you lean yourself against your door, sliding to the floor. Tears flowing down your face, you pike your knees up you to the chest, wrapping your arms around them. It was another one of those awful days at work, your face hidden in the nook you made. You slowly sobbed to yourself, trying to express the bad day you had quietly into your house as if it could listen.

The quietness of your rural home thickened the sound of your tears; you sigh deeply into your knees, attempting to catch the breath you longed for. Then, calming yourself, you wipe the tears with the end of your jumper before hearing your phone ring. A few sniffs holding the fact you were crying, you check your phone to see it was your best friend calling.

"Yellop", you softly chime to your best friend on the end of the other line. You can hear an audible laugh. "Yellop doll, how was your day?" The voice you always long to hear at the end of your days. "U-usual", you softly chocked out before continuing ", how about you, old man? How was your day?" You giggle slightly at your remark.

A long pause extended your conversation with him before he broke the silence with a soft laugh through his nose, "usual, same since we last spoke", you smile, getting up, taking the conversation to your couch. Hearing his voice had taken away any sadness you had before you even picked up the phone. "Hey, I'm coming over. I need your help," he says, which piques your interest.

"What does a 107-year-old man need my help for? I'm sure you have all the life experience you need," you joked; Bucky gasps ", ouch, my feelings… they're hurting because of you", he laughs, causing the two of you to roll your eyes at each end of the line. "May I ask what you need help with?" You sat up from the couch, eagerly waiting for his reply.

A steady silence homed their conversation for a few seconds "a date y/n… there is this beautiful woman I want to ask on a date." He sighs.

Your face drops slightly, tears rushing down your face again like the ones before. Quickly wiping the tears, you answer, so Bucky doesn't worry "a date, huh? Since when do you socialise" you half-laughed to yourself sadly. "well… doll. You see, I don't if I'm honest," you both laugh, waiting for him to continue. "But… she is amazing, beautiful, the most incredible person I've met", he boasts to you over the phone.

You couldn't help but wallow in your thoughts for a bit, wishing that it were you he was talking about. But you knew that you two were just made to be the best of friends; despite how you felt towards him, you knew he could never feel the same. It took you a while to collect yourself when Bucky spoke again, breaking your train of thought. "Doll?" Your eyes focus again on your surroundings, coming back to the reality that you wanted to run away from right then and there. "Doll, are you there?" He asks again; you clear your throat "yes! yes… sorry, yes I am." You coughed.

"I am happy for you, Buck! She will be so lucky to have you." You stand up from the couch walking into your kitchen. "I am the lucky one, actually…" he replies softly. You smile at his reply only to realise the context of the conversation before answering back to him, "Well… are you sure you need my help? I feel you have all of that covered. I don't think I could be of much help to you, Buck." You held the phone between your shoulder and your ear as you opened the fridge up to check what was for dinner tonight. "I most certainly do doll. You are a vital part to getting this right," he excitedly says; you could never turn him down.

Even after being his friend for over ten years, you still couldn't say no to him. "Geez, Bucky, you really are serious… I'll have you know, though. I haven't had a boyfriend since I met you, so I'll only be able to give you basic pointers," you laugh to yourself. "Doll, don't worry about it… as long as you're there, that's all I need." He swoons. You couldn't help but laugh, "see, buck, with that attitude, I think she will say yes." You lightly say, "plus, have you asked Steve? I'm sure he has better advice to give," you question. "Yeah, I did… no help there", he laughs.

"Okey dokes, well I'm going to take my shower n stuff… you've got a key so you can let yourself in, alright?" You say, continuing to push through the built-up tears and emotions that halted at your throat. "Okay, doll! See you shortly," he says "see ya, Buck" you smile, hanging up.

Not knowing it, but your world fell before you; you didn't want to lose Bucky to a woman he hasn't even told you about. Then again, you cared for his happiness, that is what he needed after all the trauma he had been put through. You shook off the tears sucking up the pain into your stomach, heading to take a shower.

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Bucky’s POV

"How do I tell her, Steve?" Bucky groans, pacing around the living room, "I love her so goddam much, but I am afraid to lose her. What if she doesn't like me and only sees me as a friend-"Bucky is cut off by Nat, who is sitting on the other side of the couch reading a book. "Bucky, I am going to slap some sense into you soon. She is head over heels for you." She sighs, getting up to leave the room. Bucky continues to pace again, with Steve closely watching.

"Ask her on a date Buck. Go from there," Steve lightly says, leaning back into his seat. "Hey doll, I know we've been best friends for ten years now, but I just wanted to let you know that I've fallen in love with you since the day we met", he frustrates into the palm of his hands. Steve chuckles a bit, "sounds about right", he snorts. Bucky wide-eyed to his oldest friend. "Ahaha, so funn-" he is cut off with a buzzing in his left pocket.

Reaching in, he picks it up "oh, it's just Sam" he rolls his eyes, answering, "what's up, Sam?" Sam sighs "have you talked to y/n recently?" He asks, which immediately makes Bucky furrow his eyebrows "no, why? Has something happened?" A pause before Sam speaks, "Can you check on her, please. She had a rough day at work. I have a feeling she is not at her best at the moment." Bucky's eyes dull hearing that the woman he's in love with is sad "okay, on it. Thanks for letting me know, Sam", he let out a sigh. "I've given her the week off, but please check." He sternly asks. "You have my word Sam" Bucky hangs up, turning to Steve.

"She had a bad day at work…" he frowns before plopping himself on the couch. "Well, buck, this may be a good opportunity to take her out on a date? Or even have a sneaky film night?" He stands up, patting his friend's shoulder. Bucky gives a slight grin, nodding, "Thanks, pal".

Steve walks out of the room, leaving Bucky alone with his thoughts, "okay okay okay, I can do this, I can do this." He hypes himself up, taking his phone pressing your contact that he had on speed dial.

"Yellop" Bucky hears on the other end of the phone; he couldn't help but melt to the sweetness of your voice. It was one he loved so much. It wasn't unusual to call each other; it was a religious routine for the both of you. If one didn't call, the other would. But this time, it was different; Bucky was nervous; it has taken him ten years to work up the courage to ask you out. But he still couldn't, not without seeing your face, not without being able to hold you as he said he loved you and not without comforting you first. He knew you didn't want to burden him with your troubles, so he took it upon himself to make up an excuse just to see you.

After the call, Bucky knew that you'd been hiding your emotions just to have your usual conversation with him. He felt even guiltier when he went on and on about you but never had the guts to tell you that he was talking about you.

Bucky packed a night bag from his room, packing it onto his motorbike before making his way to the local supermarket that was on the way to your house.

He picked up some of your favourite snacks and a bunch of your favourite flowers, securing them on his bike before riding to your house. Then, turning his bike off, he left it parked in your garage, heading inside. He closed the door behind him, walking into the kitchen laying the snacks on the table before heading down the hall into your room. He could hear the shower running and knew you were still in there.

He could hear you singing a soft melody of your favourite song; Bucky smiled, took his shoes off, and set them at the door in the hallway. Bucky flopped onto your soft bed with the flowers he had for you hidden on the bedside away from the bathroom door so you wouldn't be able to see them when you'd come out.

Finishing your shower a few minutes later, you wrapped your hair in a towel. Drying yourself and popping on your oversized henley, the same one Bucky had given you all those years ago when you had nothing to wear the first time you slept at his. You put some undies on and Van's socks. Using the dryer to dry your hair, you fitted your thick hair into a messy bun with your black scrunchy. "Alright", you took a deep breath before heading out to see Bucky lying on your bed.

"Oh, Buck! Hey," you smiled at him. His head was comfy on the bedsheets; he turned to see you, a bright smile upon his face. "Hey, doll," he noticed straight away that you weren't wearing any pants, something he was used to but not used to at the same time. You'd always make a fuss over going to bed with pants on; you hated wearing pants to bed. So you just opted for socks. "So", you sigh, flopping on the bed next to him. "Who is the girl?" You asked, turning your body to the side facing him. He chuckled, rolling over the edge of the bed, coming back to meet you, your favourite flowers in his hand; you both were face to face.

"You"…

~

You look at him, jerking your face back a bit in surprise but totally melting seeing the flowers. "M-me?" You reply; Bucky smiles, brushing the hair from your face nodding, "It's always been you y/n." His arm caressed your cheek, and you couldn't help but rest yours on his. You kissed the inner of his hand before taking the flowers leaving them on the bedside table.

"You know how long I've wanted to tell you that I love you" you smiled almost in tears; wrapping his metal arm around your waist, Bucky pulled your body close to his "And you know how long I've wanted to say the exact same thing" he rested his head against yours "I am in love with you y/n, I've loved you ever since I met you". You sniffled, cupping his cheek before leaning in, kissing his chapped lips; he leaned into him, kissing back "and just when I thought I was going to have to let you go, you prove me wrong," you chuckled through your tears.

He chuckles with you. "I couldn't tell you on the phone. I had to be here. Plus, Sam told me you had a bad day, so I wanted to be with you." You smiled, giving him the biggest hug. "Thank you, Buck. Thank you for doing this" he kissed the top of your head.

"You're welcome, love", he smiled.

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[jilytho]

Fake Laughs and French Fish

"You laughed in a restaurant but you have a really ugly laugh so I thought you were choking" au. The opposite of a meet cute bc James is an idiot. idk what this is but Happy Jilytober!

Read below or on AO3 or FFNT

It was James’s least favorite kind of restaurant. The kind of place where sure, the food is good, but the portion is barely big enough for a snack and the music was too soft and the tablecloths were too stiff and there were too many types of forks that he didn’t know which was meant for salad and which was for stabbing into his thigh. 

All places should have prices on the menu, smarmy little French places were not an exception. But Peter’s birthday had been last week and James had missed the party to deal with a work emergency so he owed him dinner at Peter’s choice of restaurant. And of course, Peter had to pick the most pretentious place in the city. 

Sirius and Remus were there as well, of course, they could hardly go anywhere without them. It was exactly the kind of place Sirius grew up in, and although he had gotten very comfortable with fast food since he was exiled by his family, he still seemed to fit in perfectly at this kind of place. 

As much as James loathed the whole joint, he grudgingly admitted it was worth the hefty bill to watch Peter’s whole face alight with joy as they sat down. His head was on a swivel, swooshing from side to side, tittering with excitement. 

Just as the young waiter brought their appetizers over, a mushroom risotto and salmon tartare, Remus was in the middle of thanking him and requesting more water when a large man at the table behind them snapping his fingers, head turned to look at the waiter. “Well, that’s just rude,” Remus murmured under his breath. James and the waiter both watched to see a large beefy man glaring over at them, beckoning the waiter with two fingers in a way that made James’s skin crawl. He was sitting with two women, James could see the whole table quite easily when looking past Remus’s right earlobe. The woman on Whale Man’s right looked like she was being choked out by her string of pearls, lips pursed, a nose slightly too sharp for her face, and what appeared to be a stick up her ass considering the daggers she was shooting between the other woman at the table and the waiter. His eyes found the second woman, the one being subjected to Miss. Bony Lady’s eye daggers and was shocked he hadn’t noticed her the second she sat down. That hair was not something that should ever go unnoticed by anyone. 

He couldn’t even see her face, as she was hiding it between her hands, and glaring down at the table, but he found himself craning his neck, trying to get a glimpse. There were waves of hostility trolling off of her and every element of her body language seemed to be screaming “DO NOT ENGAGE” . Her hair was forming a wall of fire, curtaining around her face, protecting her from the angry glares of her dinner mates. As the waiter walked over to their table, after nodding politely at Remus, he watched her emerge from her hands to grimace up at him apologetically.

He couldn’t hear what the whale man was saying, and subconsciously heard Peter start to tell some story about work and dish out portions of their appetizer, but he couldn’t pull his eyes back yet. The girl was flushed and glaring at the bony woman, saying something hushed but clearly angry. Her nose was scrunched up, nostrils flared and as angry as she looked he started to wonder if she’d giggle if he booped her nose, all scrunched up like that. Started cringing at himself for thinking about something as ridiculous as that. 

From his distance, he couldn’t make out the color of her eyes, just that they were bright and sparkling and even from ten feet away he could feel the passion and emotion coming off her. 

When the waiter had finally left, dismissed with an angry wave of Whale Man’s hand, he watched the red head roll her eyes, and twist her neck like cracking it would release the anger built up in her. He wondered how creepy she would find him if he offered to massage the shoulder for her, maybe there was some chiropractor-esque or glowstick pickup line he could use to impress her. Cheesy lines had never done him good in the past but she looked like she could use a laugh, maybe she’d think it was funn-

“Right, James?” James tore his eyes away from the girl to find all his friends staring at him, looking for his agreement on something James had not heard a single syllable of. 

“Erm, yeah, right. Of course,” he nodded strongly, reaching for his water to gulp down and give himself a chance to calm the flush slowly rising up his neck. 

Peter looked pointedly towards Remus, “See I told you, Lupin.”

As James busied himself with pushing risotto onto his spoon- the smallest spoon closest to him, was that meant for desert?- he carefully ignored Remus’s eyes on him, silently watching James and nodding to Peter. 

“Mhm, Pete. Looks like I was mistaken.” 

The rest of the course went by smoothly, James kept his eyes off of the Magical Mystery Woman as best he could, forcefully making himself enthusiastically engaged in Sirius’s discussion of the lineup of next week's game. He was in the middle of making an argument for why Johnson should start as center, not Malinsky when he got stopped mid sentence by Whale Man clearing his throat loud enough for half the bloody restaurant to hear and his entire argument went to shit. 

Honestly, who did this bloke think he is, the bloody Prime Minister? Mystery Woman was too perfect to be putting up with this. Why would she go out in public with this oaf? Was he her brother? She seemed perfect but having him as a brother-in-law would really put a damper on the future marital bliss. She was gripping her knife so tightly it had to hurt, maybe he should offer up his own hand to squeeze instead, that’d be less painful he was sure. No. No, that was weird. He shook himself again and wrenched his eyes back to Sirius and resumed his argument.

They were just getting ready to clear their plates and ask for the desert woman when it happened. Mystery Woman’s table was still on their main course, she had ordered the fish, exactly the same meal James had eaten. Was that a sign of compatibility or what? If anyone had asked him later he would have sworn he was paying full and complete attention to Remus’s story of Dale from accounting messing up again but he was somehow also subconsciously completely and totally aware of every single one of Mystery Woman’s movements because he just knew she had just placed a delicate bite of fish on her fork and was chewing lightly when she let out this hacking, squawking, horrific noise. 

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god she is choking. My dream girl is choking and is going to choke on fish and DIE before I even learn her name. If she dies before I know her name I won’t even know what funeral to go to and how to mourn her properly and how would I even introduce myself at that funeral, ‘Hi, I stalked this girl from ten feet away and fell in love and will now live the rest of my life single and alone.”

If anyone were to have asked, he was positive he was still sitting at the table, nodding along with Remus. Somehow, without his conscious noticing, he had thrown back his chair and jumped to his feet, sending his chair falling backwards, narrowly missing a passing waitress. He practically leaped across the empty space, flown to behind her chair, gripped her shoulder tightly, and began to slam his hand against her back. 

“Ma’am, miss, oh my god are you alright? Can you breathe? Can you hear me, miss, oh my god WE NEED AN AMBULANCE, breathe ma’am breathe!” James yelled at her, pounding against her back, mentally preparing to perform the heimlich maneuver, he had never learned it properly but he saw it on a crime show once and it worked there maybe it would work now? He was really regretting not taking that First Aid class with Remus when she suddenly yanked herself out of his grip, leaping to her own feet and spinning around to face him, red hair flying into his mouth as she turned. 

Green. Her eyes were green. Green and bright and shining and gorgeous, oh my god she really can’t die now. 

“Oh my god, are you alright??” He reached out again to grip her shoulders tightly, had him slamming on her back dislodged the fish? Would she live? Was he a hero? 

“I will be when you explain why you just hit me repeatedly.” She crossed her arms over her chest, seemingly cross. 

His eyes widened and he looked around for someone else to agree and call him a life saving hero. Whale Man and Bony Lady looked bewildered, like he had just suddenly sprouted into a fish, instead of saving their dinner mates life.  All across the surrounding tables, he was met with concerned stares and the mortifying sinking feeling that he had completely misread the situation. 

“I- um. I saved you! You were choking! I saved you….. Right?” He dropped his hands from her shoulders, one immediately going to fix itself in his hair, face burning bright red. 

“I wasn’t choking, why did you think I was choking? Are you a doctor?”

He could hear Sirius laughing now. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. “No, just erm- a concerned citizen? Trying to ah, do my civic duty, preventing fish related deaths, I- erm- I’m sorry I really thought you were choking you made like a hacking sound I thought you were dying, I really just wanted to help” he tugged on his hair, averting his eyes to the floor. Not only did he ruin his chance of getting Mystery Woman to fall in love with him but now he has basically assaulted her, dear God he is never going to live this down. 

“That was a laugh.”

His eyes shot up to meet hers, “A what?”

“A laugh. I was laughing.”

“That was not a laugh. That was a deadly sound. Nobody in the world has a laugh that horrible.”

“Hitting me AND insulting me now, wow this is really my lucky day.” 

James’s jaw dropped. He couldn’t even wrap his brain around the fact that he had just insulted her laugh just that this seemingly magnificent girl laughed like THAT. He couldn’t help the little chuckle that escaped him. 

“Thats your real laugh? Oh my god I’m so sorry.” 

“Sorry for insulting me or sorry that that's what my laugh sounds like?”

“Erm… both?” 

She giggled then as well, light and small, and very, very different from the choking sound he heard earlier. 

“See!” He pointed at her accusingly, “now that’s a laugh! That sound before was a dying bird and I won’t have you tell me otherwise.”

“Well,” her eyebrows lowered and she leaned in a little conspiratorially, whispering her next words, “the joke wasn’t actually very funny. I suppose my fake laugh may need a little more work before I attempt to use it so publicly again.” 

The two shared a grin and wow was he screwed. 

“You know,” he leaned in again, “I’ve been told all my laughs are top notch, fake and real, and if you were every interested in some tutoring, I suppose I could-”

“Ahem,” Whale Man cleared his throat again, “If you’re done disrupting our evening, I would very much like to return to my meal.” An apology on the tip of James’s tongue when he was cut off by Whale Man continuing to blabber, “Honestly, the heathens they allow to enter this establishment. Absolutely zero respect. Didn’t anyone ever teach you manners? Of course you attract this sort” The last words were directed to Mystery Woman and all the desire to apologize to Whale Man disappeared immediately. It wasn’t her fault he was an idiot who started hitting her. 

He was prepared to say just that, and apologize to Mystery Woman, when she cut him off herself.

“Now you listen here, Vernon-” Mystery Woman began, red anger creeping up her neck.

“Lily, honestly,” Bony Lady cut in, “Just sit down and let's finish our meal and go, you’ve made enough of a scene.” Bony Lady’s tone was low, but sharp and cutting and seemed to send a shiver down Mystery Woman’s - or was it Lily?- spine. 

He had a feeling she would have kept going, but also had a burning desire to run from Bone Lady’s eyes. It felt like they were piercing straight through him. 

“I’m sorry,” he started loudly, one hand back in his hair, eyes quickly finding those incredible green ones, “I’m truly sorry for interrupting your meal and um hitting you and insulting you. Truthfully, you’re just spectacularly gorgeous and I thought you were choking and kind of lost my head a bit, I suppose,” his eyes averted quickly at that admission, missing the way hers started to fill with mirth and eyebrows began to creep up. “I’ll leave you to your meal.” 

He turned on his heel and returned back to his table, picking his chair off the ground and sitting, adamantly avoiding eye contact with his friends. He felt her eyes burning into his neck and stared determinedly down at his fork. 

“So you’ve gone crazy,” Sirius states, matter of factly with a shit eating grin, “that’s fun.”

“I thought she was choking,” he murmured under his breath. 

“What was that, James? Couldn’t quite hear you. Speak up now or one of us will have to beat it out of you.” Peter could barely finish his sentence before him and Sirius began to guffaw obnoxiously.  Even Remus was chuckling. 

James groaned and covered his eyes with his hands. “Can we please just go, I will pay double if they bring the check right now.”

“Oh Jamie dear, why the rush?” Sirius tutted, “We ordered desert while you were busy saving lives! We wouldn’t dream of leaving before Pete gets his birthday desert!” 

Muttering “tossers” under his breath, James set his jaw and raised his eyes to meet his friends, and not to look past Remus’s ear to Mystery Woman again. 

By the time desert had arrived, James had been properly roasted by his mates about twelve times over and they had slowly moved onto other topics, all being other times James made a fool of himself in public. Sirius had just left for the restroom leaving Peter with the task of making James’s life hell.

Peter was just getting into the climax of his own personal favorite James humiliation tale, the Koi Pond Incident of ‘09, when James’s bite of tiramisu was interrupted by a light slapping against his back. 

He spluttered and coughed grossly, ready to whip around and smack Sirius, assuming it was him, when he felt hot breath on his ear and a flash of red in his peripheral and completely froze.

“You alright there? Wouldn’t want you to choke. Just being a concerned citizen and all.” She murmured into his ear, teeth centimeters away from nipping it.

He turned to face her, gaping at her sudden closeness to find her smirking face mere inches away from his own. 

“Thanks for that,” he croaked. 

“Of course, always on the lookout. Doing my civic duty,” she winked. She winked. What the hell did that mean, oh my god, this woman would be the death of him. 

“Here,” she pressed a slip of paper into his hand. “Just in case you want to stop me from choking at dinner another night too.” And then she winked again, spun on her heel, red hair whipping him in the face and left with another tinkling laugh. James stared dumbly down at the numbers on the paper, memorizing them immediately.

“Holy fuck, James. What was that?” Pete stared at James’s dumbfounded face. Sirius chuckled lightly from behind him, apparently having returned in time to watch the entire exchange. 

“That, my friend,” Sirius clapped a hand down harshly onto James’s shoulder, “may have just been the future Mrs. Potter.”

[cursed-ice-spirits]

And Then There Was One

The months after Jacob’s disappearance was... not easy for one Rebecca Lord. Two months of trying to keep her family together simply wasn’t enough and soon, she finds herself losing her father and mother. 

July 16th,1982 

It was supposed to be a normal day. 

Well, normal for Rebecca after her brother vanished. Wake up. Eat breakfast. Check up on her mother. Check on her father. Ask (beg) him to come out and eat. Ask (beg) him to stop hanging in his room and fail. Check on her mother again. Make sure she doesn’t hurt herself. Check on her father again. Go to sleep. Get a nightmare. Continue painting the dragon on her wall. Go back to sleep. Repeat. 

Rebecca set her chopsticks down, staring sullenly at the empty bowl. Another night of nightmares had her turning and tossing at 6AM, before giving up and deciding to eat early breakfast instead.  

It was nearing 7AM. Almost time for her to check up on her mother. Rubbing her eyes, the nine-year-old climbed to her feet, pushing the bowl to her desk and moving to the door. Stifling a yawn, she picked one of her stuffed dragons up from her bed and hugged it to herself as she exited, searching the corridors of the manor for her mother. 

Nowadays, her mother’s either unresponsive or muttering about Jacob. Rebecca can usually deal with both but it scares her sometimes. It’s not the mother she knows. Her mother is distant and stern and loving. Not this… shell of a human being. 

Maybe she’ll offer to fetch pie from town today. She always loved pie-

Rebecca paused as she neared her father’s office, noting the silence. She turned, her nose scrunched in confusion. 

There was always some sort of noise from her father’s office. Rustling of papers. Pacing. Soft inaudible muttering. But never outright silence. 

Dread started to build in her stomach. She abandoned her usual routine and knocked gently on the door, her heart pounding in her chest. 

“Pa?” Rebecca intoned softly. “Are you awake yet?”

No answer. Odd. She would usually get some sort of response back. Biting her lip, Rebecca knocked on the door again, hoping he’s just dead asleep from overworking and didn’t hear her.

“Pa? Mum needs you.” A white lie but it’s not like she doesn’t need him everyday and she did need him to come out to prove her worries wrong.

Still no answer. Desperation surged in her chest. She gripped the door knob with her free hand, preparing to make as much noise as possible to get his attention. “Pa, this isn’t funn-”

It turned easily, unlocked. 

Something is definitely wrong. Her father never leaves the door unlocked. 

…..no she can’t lose him too-

Rebecca gripped the door knob tighter and ripped the door open, rushing in and stopping in her tracks at what she saw inside. A made bed, a desk filled with papers and crumbled up balls of paper, a bookshelf stacked with dusty books, but no father to be found. 

NO NO NO.  

A long time ago, she would never consider trashing her father’s office, but today she tossed all that aside as she rushed toward his desk and started searching through it, trying to get some grasp of why he left now when they already lost so much.

Jacob Lord worked with Duncan Ashe and Olivia Green-

Jacob Lord is found guilty of endangering students and is last seen-

Jacob Lord also worked with Patricia-

Families accused of stealing Jacob away are-

NO, HE ISN’T HONESTLY THINKING OF-

No.

She couldn’t breathe. 

Eyes wide with panic, she pushed herself on her toes and peered out the window, then whirled around, her dragon plushie dropped to the ground as she rushed out of the office and down the corridors. She forgo using the stairs and instead, slid down the railing, nearly stumbling as she swung herself off.

Is she too late, can she make it, has he left yet, WHERE IS HE-?

Rebecca skipped to a stop as she entered the living room, seeing Rana Marie Lord standing in the center of the room, a letter in her hands. 

“Mum?” she called out tentatively. She caught a glimpse of the letter’s contents and felt a rush of anger and betrayal surge at the sight of her father’s handwriting. He was going to leave them with nothing but a letter? “Mum, are you okay?

“He’s gone.”

Rebecca winced at the complete and utter heartbreak in Rana’s voice, then rushed to comfort her. “I-I know. He wasn’t in his office but that’s okay! We’ll… we’ll find him, okay-?”

“No no.” Rana shook her head and turned mad-looking eyes at her. Rebecca stumbled back in fear. “He’s… he’s gone. GONE I SAY. GONE!! NEVER TO COME BACK!!”

Rebecca swallowed and raised her hands. “H-He’ll come back, I know he will. Calm down, okay? And.. and give me the letter-”

“NO!!” Rana wailed out, clenching the letter protectively to herself. “It’s mine! MINE!! ALL MINE!!”

“Okay I won’t!” Rebecca quickly said, wide-eyed, trying to keep her own panic and sorrow under control. “I won't, okay? Just… calm down for a second-”

Pain exploded in her face, the force enough to send her stumbling back into the couch. She held her cheek in shock. Sure, she received little slaps to the wrist in the past  for misbehaving but her mother never actually… hit her before. 

“Rest is my enemy.” Rana said, her shoulders heaving. Her eyes bulged out and she reached for Rebecca’s face. “His eyes… gimme it!”

She went completely mad. Rebecca gave a short scream and ducked under her mother’s outstretched arm, scurrying out of the room, biting back tears. No, she will not cry now. She just needed to find her father and everything will be okay…

She nearly slammed into the wall when she saw a figure walking toward the forest, then changed direction, and charged to the back door, ripping it open.

Never in her life had she ran so fast before. Her arms pumping at her sides, she tore across the grounds and into the woods, dodging trees and jumping over fallen trees and roots, until the figure was merely 2 feet away. 

She lunged, slamming onto Dylan Lord’s back. He stumbled, likely not expecting a tiny girl to tackle him on the way to the edge of the anti-apparating wards, and she took this chance to twist her hands into his robes, her legs roping around his torso, never letting him go now that she has him in her grasp.

“Why are you leaving?!” Her voice shook with anger, and grief (How can he do this to them? Their family?), as he turned to look at her, surprise clear in his features. “Why are you leaving?! Isn’t it bad enough that Jacob is gone? Why are you leaving?”

“Dragon-” his eyes dart from the bag swung over his shoulder to her, “I just-”

“-wanted to find Jacob?” She said through gritted teeth, “I know! I saw your stupid notes! Why can’t you forget Jacob for one second and think about us? How could you just leave us with a letter?!”

Her father’s lips flatten into a thin line. “I have a feeling on where he is, I just need to go look for him-”

“What if you’re wrong then?”

“I’ll look somewhere else - I have a list.”

“Pa, that’ll take years! Mum is already destroyed with your stupid letter! What would she look like two years later without you around?!”

“I- I’ll come back soon, I promise-”

“She hit me, Pa. She’s never done that before.” At his silence, she gripped his shoulders. “If you’re going to leave Mum behind, take me with you.”

“Dragon-”

“What? Is it too dangerous? I’m dying anyway, so what’s the point?”

His eyes flashed. “Rebecca Vivian Lord-”

“I am not wrong!”

“It doesn’t mean you have to be so careless about it!”

“I’ll stop when you stop! Please!” She pleaded, tightening her grip on his robes. “Please take me with you! Please! I have nothing to lose now, just don’t leave me alone!”

Dylan stared at her, long enough that she was starting to think that maybe he was considering it, then he sighed and pulled out his wand, flipping it over.

“I’m sorry, my dear, but I can’t.”

Fear seized her heart. “Papa?”

“It’s much too dangerous-”

“What are you doing?”

“-and I don’t want you to get hurt-”

“Don’t you dare-”

“I’m sure Giddeon will take care of you both-”

“I HATE YOU!!”

The last thing she saw was her father’s wand pointed at her before everything turned black.

Her damn father put a sleeping spell on her.

It was the only reason why she found herself laying on the covers of her bed, staring at the ceiling and blinking the sleep out of her eyes. It only took her seconds before she realized what happened and flung herself out of bed, scrambling over her furniture and pushing open the window. 

There was no time, no use in using the back door - if she doesn’t hurry she’ll lose him and she’ll never be able to-

“PAPA!!!” Rebecca hollered into the wind, her hair whipping around her face as she stuck her head out. “PAPA!!!”

No answer. She must not be loud enough, then, she thought wildly. Rebecca hoisted her leg over the ledge and pulled herself up, nearly falling three stories down before she gripped the vines by her windowsill and swung to the ground. She stumbled as she landed, but managed to stop herself from tripping. 

Tears stinging her eyes, she cupped her hands around her mouth and continued to call for her father. He can’t be gone - he can’t leave her all alone - it’s one thing to lose Jacob, it’s another to lose her father, he can’t… he can’t leave. Not now. 

“PAPA!!”

Still no answer. Desperate, Rebecca searched around for any sign of him, of any rustling from the bushes and stifles of giggles from the woods, and waited for him to come out and surprise her with a big hug, promising he would never leave her…

But there was no one to be found. No stifled laughter, no signs of his tall figure, no surprise hugs… he was just gone. 

She was too late.

Frost started to form underneath her, but for once she didn’t care. Her legs carried her tiny body to the forest, slamming her back against the trunk of the nearest tree and sinking to the ground. She sat there for what seemed like hours, numbness seizing her brain. If only... If only... she had been good enough, then maybe she wouldn’t have lost him...

Then, tears welling up in her eyes, she pulled her legs to her chest, her forehead resting against her knees as she finally allowed herself to cry after two months of trying to keep her family together. 

[walkingshcdow-a]

" here, i got you a blanket... " (antiware!!!)

Henry sits up at his desk. Rookie mistake, to sit down in the morgue. There is a table-edge shaped indent in his forehead that he knows will be a bruise tomorrow. He rubs it and blinks owlishly, staring at Antigone Funn as she offers him a threadbare blanket. He must be in St. Spratt’s. If the blanket were new, he’d be in Chapman Community. The thought wakes him and he looks around desperately for hand sanitizer before remembering that they’ve been out all year. He doesn’t usually touch the furniture in St. Spratt’s - and with good reason. He supposes, though, that the morgue is cleaner than the rest of the hospital. Small consolation, but consolation nonetheless. More comforting is the nervous, worried way Antigone looks at him. No one looks at him like that anymore, except maybe Esther. Do parrots worry? They don’t offer blankets, even threadbare ones. And they don’t, Henry must confess, look ghostly and beguiling under white hospital light. He imagines Antigone as a Victorian nurse, with one of those white hats and he thinks she’d have the right temperament to keep an entire ward in line. He imagines performing a surgery with her at his elbow, no acquiescing “yes, doctor”s but instead stimulating surgical opinions. He imagines- He imagines there is a touch of electricity when their hands brush as he takes the blanket. 

He knows it’s just static, but all the same, he finds it hard to swallow when he smiles at her. 

"Thank you, Miss Funn. I should get up, anyway,” he says, making no move to do so. “You’re here to pick up Mrs. Teller, aren’t you? I shouldn’t keep you waiting…”

[shytiff]

Small Dec Wins

i cant believe its December already tf?!?!?!

1 - poli KIA today. saw a mother who cant feel the movement of their baby. the senior midwife tried to find the baby’s heart beat but not finding it. she said she hopes she were wrong. fell asleep at 3pm-ish, woke up super hungry. ate. i swear i feel like my weight when i measured it this morning was ~52, but after eating its close to 54 lol. eating banana and chocolate nextar is yummm. dalbang today is hella funny as always and suuper endearing. fell asleep after dalbang, didnt study hufttt

2 - today im at igd but joined azkia at vk for a bit to see partus. its not that im scared (maybe not consciously) but when the mom was being stitched i felt lightheaded, nausea, cold extremities, and i even had to squat multiple times because i couldnt stand. But i felt better after the partus so maybe seeing it was the cause. I did not feel scared at all honestly ._. and i’ve seen multiple partus before. i dont know why. i can literally feel my symphatetic tone giving out lmaoo. tried matcha latte with Cy matcha powder. it tasted more milky and grassy. mom thought it tasted like nori. i prever cocodeli alll the way (although Cy is cheaper). i think it also has a bit of caffeine that made me feel awake like a normal person should be. 

3 - today is vk but there’s no patient so thank god i saw sumn yesterday. did some cicil ukmppd in the morning accompanied by matcha latte. tried to order dufan tickets and i couldnt find my damn ktp...... fell asleep after worrying about said ktp

4 - matcha latte in the car, swab at lmk, went to dufan by tj with willy, had quite some funn with atikah nila willy amel pupuy. first time trying kereta misteri, quite fun. it rained after ashar so we didnt ride anything after that. turns out my ktp was at barel’s fotocopy lmaoo thankyou ara for picking it. went to solaria ancol afterwards, picked up by mom. i didnt tell her in the morning that i was going to dufan lmao. plenary @ zoom 19 pm. rapat nemo. fell asleep.

5 - went to lmk by tj to surprise clara. went back home and fell asleep. didnt rly do anything afterwards because this ragged body gets tired easily and i dont eat much recently. i can feel the difference before and after eating and there’s actual energy after eating. its not that im hungry though, but i feel less energized. felt annoyed terrible and just wanna lay in bed (this is unrelated with the less food in my system). even though i met up with friends

6 - after LOTS of sleeping i feel somehow better but not to a ‘normal’ amount. watched kimbab family videos. did power vinyasa by doogether with fianti. took a shower and ate indomie and i felt quite normal, except i slept again wtf. i thought i would have the second half of the day but nah. did self tryouts with fianti, 150 FDI questions. I got 96/150 right. huft. such a great reality check

7 - poli lansia with dokter isip, matcha latte in the afternoon rly helps me not sleeping the day away, packed up for depok

8 - poli umum with dr gita (helped doing phys exam), packed the rest of my stuff, ate some risol and matcha lattteee in the car, took swab results, picked up hazmats etc, zoom discussion with FT PKM Kalideres (dr gita) on the way, and i finally arrived at tamel. dinner is granola with vsoy. Taste like a slightly wet granola bar, nutty fiber-y vibe

9 - walked in ui with ara, managed to jog from the trees near st ui until kuburan bikun wow. i reached that point where my leg and heart were going in a steady unburdened pace and my willpower to keep going on was tested. tried the signature steak in Double U Steak by Chef Widi, while ara tried ribeye. the ribeye was more tender than the signature. but the seasoning in the signature is quite delish, salty and oily without being too much (like futago ya). read poppyland fast pass from ara’s phone omg season 1 is finally complete! went to coftof (omgggg i miss this place), it looks different now. ordered matcha latte and it tasted weirdly like a soy milk although ara doesnt feel that way. the matcha tasted weird. wont repurchase. read chainsaw man, its so entertaining, funny and deep at the same time. denji mess around and be too naive sometimes but hes lowkey hot lmaooo. aki is lovvvvve.

10 - first day at rsud budhi asih. had moesli combined with granola + vsoy for brekkie. went back to tamel at 3 pm. it rained when i got back. bought warteg lugina worth 32k. walked to sbux for tumbler day its been a while since i had their matcha latte. it tasted quite good, but not as good as i remembered (?) maybe bcs i asked for non fat milk. sbux closes at 8 pm for now hikss

11 - left tamel at about 7:10 and arrived on budhi asih at 08:54 yalll the traffic. Icu. Bought eatlah double and ate the salted egg part. Nap. ICU discussion with dr Dedi @8pm. I presented from my phone to save data hehe,,

12 - woke up at 8, eatlah brown butter for brekkie, symcard, saladstop's caesar salad for lunch (quite 'eneg' because i didnt eat the cheese evenly so the chicken and cheese were eaten last after the vegs are out. The vegetable's not that variative, and the non vegs make the salad taste delicious (albeit maybe not THAT healthy). Evening jog @UI and i realized i can get wifi sitting near the lake n library. Stared at the night sky from my room, i swear the sky seems super clear. Saw tiny fireworks in the distance

13 - ate muesli and saladstop’s banana walnut cake, symcard, bought moon chicken and saladpoint. lunch was egg salad and the wings. the original tasted so good like??? maybe i havent had msg for a while. also tried big bang, not too spicy which is nice. cicil ukmppd. put my laundry at buih barel lmaoo. try out with fianti. got 70/100

14 - breakfast was salad and leftover chicken. today was bangsal with angga armand. the geriatric patient has a loud murmur yall (and scoliosis, so much that the heart looks distorted). went to margo city to see sales, but when i think about it id rather just thrift stuff lmao. bought lugina. slept through kuliah guru besar. writing this in yellow truck coffee, that had 2 customers on the 1st floor including me. tried banana milk. yall after trying to drink less sugar the beverage tasted super sweet. my headache just goes away. sugar is magic but unhealthy whyyyyy.

15 - igd siang with indah. This body sure is frail. Did cbd with dr afifah AND rescheduled pleno. Rip mobile data i have to use for hotspot.

16 - ok today. Inserted goedel and did bagging. I bagged the patient the wrong way at first (too much). Thankfully the nurses were kind and taught us a lot :) watched some bts content. I feel like after reading househusband my tiktok page is now immensely funnier. Dalbang is also hilarious as always. Put on ginseng sheet mask (smells quite strong)

17 - bangsal. snacked on fried chicken. matcha latte starbucks (turns out its quite full here) and liqo about keeping our tongues in check

18 - arrived at icu. And then opened line. Turns out hadin's swab is positive, so agung kak iman and me have to isolate and swab. So i went back. Ordered kanayam chicken and fish and tempe. Nasi liwet tasted goood damn. Sleptt in the afternoon. Pleno at 4 pm (entered the room 4:30). Had no motivation to do anything. Azkia is getting married! Spent 20 mins formulating words to congratulate her lmaoo

19 - osce simulation, kak nanu was so kind and encouraging. Did try out solid. Lunch is fish bite pasta with melted cheese (cause i had to reach the minimum amount for promo). It got cold so its not that good (pairing it with self made mentai sauce, mixing the mayo and chili, is way much better). Jogged in ui (and searched for wifi). Approached by someone selling haraus coffee (25k), saying that some earnings will be for charity. Its basically sweet. Can barely taste the coffee.

20 - had kanayam for lunch (brekkie is almost always muesli lately). The nasi liwet tasted much better the first time. Walked to yellow truck coffee in the pouring rain. Got banana milk. Saw webinar ksk (electrolyte correction and dr nadhira talkshow). What i got from it is that, dr nadhira is a different person from the first place. Shes visionary, knows what she want and not afraid to reach it. The mindset is different. Even if i try as hard as her, her propensity to growth is different. Cicil ukmppd. Try out with fianti (got 72/100). Talked for an hour about love and marriage and engagements (there are so much of it lately)

21 - leftover kanayam for brekkie, also ate roti salman in cikini st. swab today (met kris, nessa and others). muesli for lunch. i thought my body felt a bit warm, so i decided to find sumn to eat. tried kedai abu bakar’s spaghetti brulee. its okay. maybe because its not too cheesy or meaty, mainly bechamel sauce. the one pupuy made is much tastier. finished the whole 10x20 portion in 2 eating sesh. cicil ukmppd @ bed in the evening (somehow felt refreshed enough to be able to concentrate in bed)

22 - went early to icu to put dops form. lugina for early lunch. i feel like my metabolism is faster? or my body is not so much in calorie deficit mode anymore and it got greedier lmao i used to just ignore hunger but not now, for health. starbiiies tumbler day. ordered black tea latte with non fat milk and vanilla syrup (because raspberry syrup is no more). did cbd geri ppt. 

23 - finally knew the swab result bcs kak iman asked kak farras. thankfully negative. igd with jordi. quite a few chances to do iv line, but i failed 2 times. managed to do iv injection to insert 2 drugs. saw the worst cpr ive ever seen in my life. its too slow, with maximal interruption. fish bite for lunch. wasted the rest of my day

24 - originally intended to run but i cant bring myself out of bed. packed up my stuff. picked up by mom. got the paper result of swab, got ksk from kelvyn @ capitol. can finally drink self-made matcha latte again, but it tasted horrible. i know cy matcha doesnt have that much going on, but even this is low even for them. previously i was starting to get used to the grassy smell.

25 - my lil bro remarked “maybe shes depressed because she doesnt have her chair”. fuck yall. this “depression” that im in is caused by this very place and the people. and im supposed to still muster the strength to study for ukmppd AND get my face together for solid book photoshoot. that shit is too much. this is why the money that goes to cafe, and the bike ride there is worth it for my sanity. after showering, things felt a bit better. had absolutely no will to study today. ate muesli with a bit of matcha latte.

26 - muesli for breakfast. matcha latte is lyfff ive probably said this before but it ~somehow~ makes me feel normal and not in a slump. like im a regular person. with normal moods. and not wanting to sleep all the time. i try to do ukmppd exercises but the pace is so fucking slow, bcs im distracted by get rich haha,,,. the latest potn update (64) is omgggg the mixed feelings? love? hate? anger? everything and nothing? the ~tension and passion~? im obsessed. watched a ton of bts content today and yesterday lmao.

27 - nasi kebuli for brekkie. went to flavola, im the first customer lmao. tried kopi susu coklat, tasted quite close enough to janjiw’s kopi soklat. had the same ~improved mood and concentration~ effect. tried to read ksk. bought milky banana 1L from puyo to give dajen (its his bday yesterday) (i feel prompted (?) to gift people when theyve given a present to me) (because my love lang is not gift giving at all so i barely think abt gifts lmao). talked with sum 33 ipa guys @ dajens house. yay appropriate amount of social battery charging. tryout with fianti, padi this time. got 67/100. 

28 - ate muesli with matcha latte after breakfast. cicil ukmppd. Listened to yoongi's vlive until i fell asleep lol. 2 burger and salad for dinner. omggg hansol revealed his gf. 

29 - spent half of my day tidying up the mess that is my room. figured out what to wear for solid book photoshoot with fianti, ara. matcha latte terosss. phd for dinner. 

30 - breakfast is muesli with cimory choco hazelnut. mom made matcha chocolate brownies. tryna study. slow pace terosss. read some padi materials. dalbang.

31 - bought vsoy low sugar and multigrain. moved my body a bit to youtube videos. showered. felt better. it also rained (which i love). the pleasant mood only lasted til the evening. did nothing from 7pm even though im not sleepy. cant tell when did i start to sleep

and just like that, 2020 kkeut. its sad to say i dont rly remember much remarkable things this year. other than the trip and memories with minor rotation friends. i just remember wasting my life away in my house. i guess that’s the danger of living a monotone life. sometimes you gotta invest some time to have fun, to have motivation to live on and do things. not doing this makes it difficult to live day by day. and friends. meeting friends, seeing new stuff. that helps me live. 

[san--shine]

My fansign experience (10.04.2019)

Soooo after 2 months here finally comes my fansign experience. I will try to keep it short but still it will be way to long so I will place it under the cut after Hongjoong. I hope I don’t make anyone sad or something and it can make you smile a bit maybe~

Hongjoong

When I came up to him and told him that I am nervous he instantly told me not to be nervous and tried to make me laugh. When I asked him why he said that I am cute when I laught. He then proceed to laugh with me about my post-it question which was telling me the mental ages of the members. Afterwards we still had time since Seonghwa was still busy so I let him guess my age. He asked if he should guess in korean or german age and I told him that he could decide and he decided on german age. He then leaned back and proceed to drag his gaze up and down until he settled on my eyes. And guess what. He said 23 which is kinda right since I tun 23 later this year. We were both so surprised since normally noone guesses my age right and he was surprised probably that he got it right and that I am older than them ^^

For the general vibes he gave me during the fansign: He has such a calm and funny vibe. He was nervous, you could tell, but he was always sure of himself and about what he was saying to you. Truly the perfect leader who did everything he could to calm you down or make you laugh depending on what he thought would help you more ~

Seonghwa

Let me give you something of his trained english: “HI, oh you bought shiber with you. How are you.” ... “Nervous? Me too, so nervous.” He leaned so close while we were talking. His post-it question was about his favorite korean food. And he asked me if I have ever eaten Ramen in the end and I was like “Yeah yesterday before the concert.” He was so surprised, happy and excited and was telling me that he actually ate ramen 10 minutes before the fansign and that I shouldn’t tell anyone ^^ In the end he gave Shiber a pat and said that I should come to Korea to eat with him. Poor baby was wearing so much make up tho. 

Seonghwa has such a calming vibe. Like, I literally thought I would freak out while sitting in front of him. But he hold eye contact all the time and let me tell you, you could see his eyes shining with happiness. He was so happy and it managed to calm me down instantly. I don't know how often he told me how nervous he is too. It makes you feel so much better knowing that they were struggling with nervousness too.

Yunho

The first thing after he read my name was saying how muched he loves my name. He also loved that I am becoming a teacher. Though he guessed that I'm a English teacher since my english was so good. When I tried to explain him what I am studying he was struggling to understand what I mean with the word math but he understood biology. After he read my post-it note (where I asked him to write down some encouraging words for studying) he asked me why. So I told him that I was struggling with university and was scared to actually fail it in the end. Yunho said that I should always study hard and that whenever I feel that it gets to much that I should know that he will think about me. I told him that he is cute when I got up to get to Yeosang and he got so shy ~

Yunho gives the BIGGEST boyfriend vibes! Idk. It's so hard to describe actualy. But he was so curious about my studying and teaching. And I think he kinda felt bad that he didn't understood a word, but hyped me up anyway. I got the feeling that you could tell him everything and anything and he would listen to you! He always looked to endluged in whatever atiny was telling him. If you ever need someone to just listen to your rambles and then tell you that everything will be alright you will love him!

Yeosang

He. Is. So. Cute. And.. he didn't shave^^ He had so much make up on his face trying to conceal it but you could see it clearly. It was so adorable. And he was wearing blue contact lenses. Oof. I asked him to sort all member into Hogwarts Houses (because I knew from a gc beforehand that Yunho would get that question like 3 times already) and he was so eager to do it. He struggled with some word but I had written the house names in the original colors so that helped him. Actually he asked me to help him sort after a while and it was so much fun (San was watching me while doing it because he was bored but I will scream about it later). It was especially funn when we had written down 7 members and we both were looking down left and right wondering who we forgot to sort (it was Jongho btw) :D

Yeosangs vibes are just.. He is so cute. The cutest. You could actually see in his eyes how nervous he was, but he tried his best to talk to you. His english might be broken but he was so sweet trying so hard to make you understand what he was saying. He used up so much time talking to Atiny, the staff in the back almost always tapped him on his shoulder and saying that he was taking too long. And he gave me and others such a good and calming vibe because of it. Like a rock in a waterstream or something. If I ever had a problem I would go to him and he would just hold me and tell me it's fine.

San

OMG San. First of all, before I even got a chance to meet him, he- ugh. Let me tell you something. I was sitting first row, number 17, when I had to get up to start getting in line he still had no one sitting in front of him. So he saw me picking up Shiber and getting in line (I didn’t saw that). A bit later when I was waiting in line I watched the members one by one because I felt like somebody was watching me. San.. He was starring at me. Because he saw me waiting there with a Shiber plushie. When we locked eyes he made a sign like “I am watching you, just you wait until you get here” and was smiling so brightly. When he had to look away because atiny sat in front of him I broke down. I actually found myself sitting on the floor you can’t fcking believe! 

Okay so when it was my turn to talk to him he was waiting for me (Later in pictures and videos I could see that he actually really was waiting. He looked at me and even had the fcking decency to tilt his head and everyone says his eyes screamed “cute” while he was watching me talking and discussing with Yeosang). The first thing he did was scolding Shiber: "Hey Shiber. What are you doing? You are supposed to be in my bed! What are you doing in her lap, hmm?" It was so funny but I got a bit defencive I guess because I answered: "he's here to protect me because I'm nervous" He just looked up to me and smiled?!! And then to Shiber again: "Good Shiber. From no on you protect her and make her smile for me yeah?" I DIED. When he looked down to write in the album he had his hand open on the table for me to hold it, like an open gesture, but I was so shy. I took it tho after a short while and he smiled and HAD THE FCKINGASLJHDFALSJD sorry.. he pulled his fingers in so my hand was touching him more (what freaking fanfiction is this). And actually, it helped so much to calm me down. He wasn't surprised at all about the kkt groupchat I am in and he was happy about it translating everything he wrote down so I could tell them in the groupchat how much he appreciates them. I had a second question prepared, because I am selfish like that where I basically told him that he is the dimple kind and if I could be his dimple queen (since I have dimplse too) San just smiled and said that I can be his queen ~ He high fived me, smiling down at our hands and even continues talking to me while I was already sitting in front of Mingi (I’m sorry Mingi sweetheart).

Now his vibes: Like.. oof. You just sit in front of him and get all kind of different vibes from him at once. Cute. Handsome. Maybe even get a bit scared if he comes to close. Boyfriend. Soft. Respect. But his voice is so soft, it makes you feel all kind of things. And he respects you so much. Like, the others hold their hands up so you can touch and high five them and he just hold his on the table in front of me (I actually didn’t saw him doing it for anyone else) and let me choose if I wanted to hold hands or not. Such a happy vibe

Mingi

Mingi sunshine I’m so sorry again ^^. But still so much fun honestly. The first thing he did was greeting Shiber and then got cut of by San because he still wanted to talk to me (I’m so sorry Mingi, I couldn’t help myself. How should I say no to San?!) While San and I were talking he signed my album silently. He was so glad that I translated the question and wrote it down in english and korean (my question for him was to list his 3 favorite things to do in his spare time). He was so happy about his question and so he wrote down his answers way to fast. And then he tried to translate them for me (Eat, listening to music, going to the sauna). He asked me which ateez concept of the album I like more the red or the black one. I said black and he was surprised and tried defending the red side ^^

He has such little lost baby kitten vibes. Mingi has so much energy in him and you could see he wanted to just run around. Especially in the end it seems to get really hard for him to just sit still. He was so active he even managed to knock over his water bottle while talking to one of the first atinys xD

Wooyoung

My baby Wooyoung. He was so nervous and looked so scared and insecure. I just wanted to hug him, but of course I wasn’t allowed. When he read my name he was confused because I wrote it normally and in korean. But instead of a “j” I used an “i” in the korean version because it sounds like an i if you pronouce it. I tried to explain to him why I wrote it like this, but I don’t think he understood. While he was signing he started to sing to one of the songs playing in the background but stopped when I joined quietly. I felt so betrayed ^^ He smiled about the question (I asked him what I could do to make him happy) He didn’t translate what he wrote down and I needed 2 weeks to get it translated (work on your fcking handwriting woo baby) Sadly we didn’t talk at all while he was writing. Of course I don’t know the reason for it. I actually think it was because I was one of the first and he was still too nervous, because I saw him smiling and opening up more and more while the fansign went on. When he gave me a high five he intertwined our fingers and said he is happy just like this. I told him that he is cute especially when he smiles and that he is loved by me and Atiny. He got so shy and said thank you ~

Wooyoung was so shy. You know how he always acts so confident, but he is such a shy bean and insecure. And he is pure. So we two were actually just two shy beans sitting in front of each other that didn’t know what to do. But he still has much more confidence than I do. The bit we talked were all initiated by him ^^

Jongho

Jongho is so precious. And he just basically overflows with confidence. I was a wreck when I finally came to him but he was so nice and understandable. His english is really good and you could see that he knows what effect he had. His post-it not was to rank his members from the funniest to the lamest. He started but then decided he want my opinion too. So we sorted them together when he struggled with deciding who was funnier. He smiled so much at me and holds deep eye contact while talking actually. We laughed together about his hippo head and the choices he made on the post-it. When I needed to get up he told me I was cute (this btch). I told him he was cute too and he didn't believe me (maybe because of the hippopotamus head). Since he was sitting in front of me we had some cute moments when he was bored. Looking and smiling at me, encouraging me to take pictures of him

Jongho gives really down to earth vibes. He was so calm. Sure he was confident but he was bubbling with energy and happines you could see in his eyes how he was containing himself. And the respect he gives you. I was red as a tomato when I finally reached him (I saw that on video, so no one can tell me otherwise), but he talked normally with me ignoring my internal struggles. He only broke when I told him that he's cute :D

Final words

This fansign was THE best day in my life so far. 

If you ever get the chance to meet them or you are struggling to decide if you wanna try to see them just do it. Its worth the stress and the money and your time. (The fansign actually cost me less than the concert ^^)

They ruined my biaslist those 2 days completly. Yunho at the concert and everyone else at the fansign. San is still on top and will forever stay there tho.

I hope you had fun reading my little rant ~<3