#remember when i said after breakfast. i technically didn't lie

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

omg that last slash fic you just wrote..i definitely need a part two where he just goes hard when they finally get to be alone at home or something. to the og person who requested..you a real one. ✨ ( idk if your request open or not, i didn't pay attention jejsjd )

A/n: ik this was from so long ago and I actually forget what fic you were referring to so I hope I got it right but I remember people asking for a part 2 anyway 😋

I’m not sorry for adding angst at the end of all my fics recently either

Warnings: slight angst at the end, smut, age gap, squirting, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Part 1

Slash finished cleaning up the mess you’d made and got himself a glass of water before heading up to bed. He peered into the guest room where you were supposed to be only to find the room abandoned and the door to his room just down the hall slightly ajar.

A smirk tugged at his lips but when he walked in you were already sleeping, one of his pillows tucked between your legs. He didn’t want to wake you so he just crawled into bed behind you, taking the pillow from your legs and pulling you to his side, letting you use his chest as a pillow.

The next morning you woke up back in your bed in the guestroom, Slash's shirt clutched in your hands and held to your chest. You took your time waking up before heading downstairs where London was making breakfast, Slash was helping him the best he could but he didn't know how to cook so he was mostly cleaning the used dishes.

Slash gave you a ride home, his hand on your thigh the whole way and he parked farther away so he could give you a kiss goodbye, promising to see you again, sending sparks through you.

Duff and Susanne could tell you were happier than usual and assumed it had something to do with London. You assured them it wasn't but they still reminded you he had someone already.

You didn't want to tell them it was Slash making you smile, you didn't know how they'd react, you didn't want to ruin this arrangement or their friendships.

You'd be seeing Slash again, he came over to be with Duff, Duff brought you with him to Slash's house because he'd been told a lie that London was there, you'd go into Slash's room and have your fun with his stuff, taking pictures and sending them to him while he spoke with Duff and whoever else was there.

All this time, and you never got to be alone, and Slash did that on purpose. He knew it would be hard to be alone, but he also knew it would drive you insane to not to get touched by him for so long, not after what he did to you. You couldn't make yourself feel like that, no, you needed him.

Finally, he came up with an idea. Technically he thought of it after your first night over, but he finally told you about it.

London would be on tour, Cash was with friends, it would just be Slash alone at home. The perfect chance for the both of you.

"I didn't see London's car in the driveway?" Duff said, looking over his shoulder as Slash welcomed the both of you in.

"Yeah, he's just out getting something, said he'd be back soon." Slash explained, closing the door behind the both of you. He turned to you as you kicked your shoes off. "Why don't you go wait for him?" You paused a moment, more waiting? He was gonna make you go upstairs and wait for him while he sat down here talking?

You couldn't say anything, not in front of Duff. You just nodded with a smile and went upstairs, heading straight for Slash's room to sit on his bed and scroll on your phone until he came to join you.

They had to talk for hours, you didn't care to know what about, all you could think about was how you were going to pay him back when he came up.

Slash waved goodbye to his old friend and closed the door, breathing out a heavy sigh knowing what was about to happen. He made his way up to his room and found you on your phone, you didn't even look up at him as he entered.

"Sweetheart, are you ready?" No response. You were done waiting for him to give you attention, it wasn't good for you, now it was his turn to beg for you. "Come on, don't be like that." He said, making his way onto the bed. He found a spot between your legs and started undoing your jeans.

You wanted to kick him away, make him really beg, but this felt better. He tugged your pants down, you barely lifted your hips to help him. He huffed. "I'm here now, we have all week together, just us." He said, placing a few kisses on your thighs. "Wanna see you make another mess, sweetheart." He was getting nothing from you, you were just staring blankly at your phone.

There was nothing more interesting than Slash looking up at you with those plush lips pursed in a little fake pout, brows knit together to fit the rest of his expression.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, Slash was strong, very strong. You often found ways to cuddle up to his arms, thick logs under your head, making his limbs fall asleep was your way of getting back at him after all he'd put you through. Once you were asleep he refused to move, only making the exception to get you into the guestroom, so if your head was on his arm it was there to stay until the blood flow stopped.

Tonight he was actually using the muscle he had for more than just impressing you, though what he did accomplished that as well.

He wasn't going to waste time getting your jeans down your legs, they were tight and clung to your curves. He hooked his hands on the flaps of your fly and pulled, letting them rip right down the hem, causing you to yelp.

He just chuckled at your reaction. "Knew you couldn't ignore me forever." He said with a grin, your jeans now turned into chaps.

"Those were expensive!" You exclaimed, he just rolled his eyes at you.

"I'll get you new ones." He said, snapping the strings to your pink panties. He spoke up again before you could. "I'll get you more of those, too. Lots more." He started littering kisses over your abdomen, slowly moving down.

You set your phone down when he licked through your already wet folds, seeing him rip through fabric so effortlessly was definitely a turn on.

"Not so distracted now, are you?" He mumbled against you, tongue flicking your clit. You gasped and shook your head, eagerly reaching for him and gripping his hair tightly, pulling him closer.

He chuckled lowly against you, tongue swirling around your sensitive bean, thick finger pushing into you and prodding that spot he knew you loved so much. You bit your lip to silence yourself, every time you did Slash gave you a quick slap on your ass, correcting your behaviour. The house was empty, you didn’t have to be quiet.

It still took some getting used to but soon your moans were bouncing off the walls, two fingers in and then he added a third. He wasn’t moving fast, you knew he would but for now he was going slow, taking his time in prepping you, loving you.

Your back arched off the bed, tugging on his hair as you rode out your high on his face, calling out his name as you came.

He pulled away and moved to lay beside you, letting you get a break. He had all week to fuck you, he prioritized you being comfortable over his own needs.

You caught your breath and moved on top of him, a shiver running down your spine when you felt how big he was, rock hard under you and straining against his jeans. “We should do more.” You said, a grin on your face.

He chuckled and nodded in agreement. “We’ll do more.” His hands went to your hips, guiding you to rock your hips, grinding down on him.

“No, I mean, like…” You chewed your cheek as you thought of a way to say it, your mind still a jumbled mess. You lowered yourself on him till your mouth was right by his ear. “We have the whole house to ourselves.”

He let your words run through his head for a minute. “What exactly are you suggesting, sweetheart?” You smiled widely and moved off the bed, pulling off what was left of your jeans, panties already tossed aside, and you decided to throw your shirt and bra with them, all while Slash stared in awe, a smile spreading over his face.

“We can be anywhere, Slash.” You said, leaning your hands on the bed, letting him eye you shamelessly.

“Anywhere… who?” He asked, eyes flickering to meet yours briefly.

“Anywhere, daddy.” You repeated, wiggling your hips. He inhaled deeply and nodded, getting out of bed and following you through the halls, pulling his clothes off as he went until he was bending you over the kitchen table, hands gripping your hips and holding you in place for him to ram into you, low groans slipping from his lips.

“This is what you wanted all along, isn’t it? Wanted daddy’s dick so fucking bad, didn’t you?” He asked, not stopping or even slowing his pace as he waited for you to respond.

“Yes! Yes, daddy, s’all I wanted, just wanted you!” Your body bounced up the table, the cloth covering it saving your body from sticking. You swore the table was moving with how hard he was fucking you, scooting a little further with every harsh thrust from him.

His arm snaked around you, lifting you from the table and holding you to his chest, sucking and nipping at your neck, he was just as starved for your touch as you were for his, he was just better at hiding it. He was fucking you like he was in heat, grunting and panting in your ear while your moans and whines echoed off the walls, every wall.

This was the freedom you’d been craving, to love him in the open even if that was his house, it was big enough to count. Whether or not you’d ever be able to tell the world about your relationship was always at the back of your mind, but not right now, not when you were so close, not when his fingers were on your clit and his tip was hitting your sweet spot.

Your knees buckled under you, Slash was beginning to stumble, hold on you tightening as his breaths got heavier. “Fuck, doing so good for me, sweetheart, taking me so fucking good.” He mumbled, grabbing your tit in his hand, his favourite part of you always was your chest. “C’mon, be a good girl and cum for me, make a mess for daddy.” You could already feel yourself coming undone at his touch, his words only pushing you further.

You had to pull away from him and grab the table as you came, gushing on the hardwood floors and crying out for him.

He took a step closer behind you, finishing himself off and spreading his cum on your ass.

Your high lasted longer than his and he watched in amazement, loving every second of it as he took a seat, bringing his hand to your hip and pulling you into his lap as you came down from it. “Fuck, you’re gonna kill me, sweetheart.” You melted into him, body weak and twitching.

“I-I think I might go first.” You joked, laughing breathlessly.

He shook his head. “You’re young, not some sixty year old with permanent defibrillator.”

You looked up at him, kissing his scruffy cheek. “Is that why you like me?” You asked, kissing him again and again, wanting his lips on yours. “I’m young and pretty, you think you’re gonna die?”

He snorted. “I don’t think I’m dying soon, just… sooner than you.” He saw where you were going and met your lips with his own. You didn’t let him pull away so fast, aching for more and more still.

“You didn’t answer my question.” You said between kisses.

He let out a heavy sigh. “No. I don’t just like you because you’re hot and I want some trophy wife.” You wanted to brush past ‘wife’ but it made you smile, cheeks heating up and he saw it, smiling back at you. “I love you because I love how you are, your personality and your interests, how you treat people… does that answer your question?”

You thought for a moment before nodding, shifting to be more comfortable in his lap. “I love you, Saul.” He kissed you again and lifted you up.

“Go to sleep, love, you’ll need it.”

[inthekitschen]

Alan from Tokyo Debunker has bewitched me. Contains spoilers from episode 2. Part 2 found here.

Word count: 485

Note: this isn't super romantic, just the beginnings of a little something something. If y'all like it I might write more :)

When the tortoise-shell messenger cat you had affectionately dubbed Hime meowed at the cathedral door that morning, you were expecting the case files the chancellor had promised you. Instead, all that she carried in her mouth was a single note.

'Come to the garage.'

He didn't need to sign it for you to know who it was. Alan's bluntness was easy to identify, both in tone and in handwriting. Technically, it could be Leo or Sho, but they would just text you.

You were supposed to meet Kaito and Luca for breakfast, but it wasn't often that Alan asked for your help with something. You sent the boys a WickChat for a raincheck and got ready.

~~~

"... Are we going somewhere?" You look over to Alan in the driver's seat, who is scowling at the windshield.

"I needed to talk to you in private. Too easy to listen in anywhere else."

Right. The use of soundproofing anomalies was pretty nice. "What happened?" You ask, turning to face him. "Why do you need to talk to me in private? Was something wrong with the case report?"

Somehow, his expression hardened. "Something like that." He ran a hand over his face, letting out a sigh. "Bandana lied."

Your brow furrowed. "Sho? What did he lie about?"

"When he said your ability didn't work."

Your mind flashes back to Sho's hand in yours, attempting to use his stigma on Takeru's mangled apparition. You remember the warmth in your body, replacing with icy cold guilt when it didn't work, and the anomaly nearly taking you off the balcony. You shook your head in disbelief. "Why would he… did he tell you he lied about it?" If Sho really lied, that meant he put everyone's lives — your life in danger for… for what?

"He and Kurosagi were talking about it. Didn't know I was there." You only nodded, mind still reeling at the new information. "Just thought you should know. I'll take care of it."

"Don't." Your nails dug into your thigh as you shook your head again. "Thanks for telling me, but you don't need to do anything—"

"He's my problem—"

"I can handle it." Alan blinked as you cut him off. "Part of my job is to earn your guys' trust. If he really lied, that means… I failed. So it’s my problem. I'll take care of it." You offered him a reassuring smile. "Gotta wipe my own ass, right?"

Alan watched you for a moment, his eyes narrow as he searched your face before the crease in his brow softened and he nodded. "Let me know if he gives you any trouble."

You smiled, your shoulders dropping in relief. He actually trusted you. Maybe you weren't such a failure after all. "Thanks, Alan."

And when you get out of the car, a look of determination on your face that he hasn't seen before, something in Alan's chest tightens.

[cupcakewebkinz]

Surprise party!

✷ Shelly's birthday is today (in the drabble), so Vee and Shanon went off to surprise her with a birthday party! Yay! ✸

✶ Caretaker Shanon au is mine! ✶

✱ @soupiestzilla I'm sorry I hurt the sweetest girl ever for like... An hour in fic time but she gets really happy in the end so don't kill me please- ✱

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Shanon slammed the alarm clock's snooze button yet again, not wanting to get up yet, even though she knew she had to. It was Shelly's birthday after all- even if they don't really know how old she technically is, considering she was made based off an ageless cartoon fossil character, she deserved a fun birthday. Shanon groaned as she sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes before looking around the room. For once, her intuition was right, Vee was in the room with her. The robot just sat perched on the end of the bed, watching, waiting, tail a motion blur behind her. Shanon has never seen that robot so excited before... It was oddly adorable.

"Mornin' Vee... I'll get ready and then we'll start getting everything ready for the party... And maybe a coffee or two..." Shanon tiredly said as she slipped out of bed, though she paused at the adorable beeps she got afterwards. She turned and looked at Vee, who now had ">w<" on her screen, being so excited she probably had no idea she was making such an adorable face. Shanon just smiled at that, then went to her walk in closet and shut herself in. Then came out a minute later in one of her many dinosaur printed hawaiian shirts, jeans and some sandals. She then went into her bathroom and quickly brushed out her hair, brushed her teeth, then went back out and walked right over to her nightstand. She just grabbed her fuzzy red t-rex purse and put the crossbody strap on before adjusting it, then finally picked up the excited little robot, who stared up at her with a cat-like smile on her face and the largest green eyes one could only imagine seeing. Adorable. Her daughter has such an adorable wife.

"I'm just going to assume you're ready to go, silly." She softly told the robot, who just nodded rapidly, so Shanon quietly snuck out of the house with her. She left a note on the table beside Shelly's waffles, explaining that she needed to do some shopping and she'd be home before she knew it, so she hoped that worked. In reality, her, Sam, Vee and Veronica were all going to Shelly's favorite park to host a public party for her, as Shanon knew she'd absolutely love it.

Shelly though, she was clueless, and when she woke up and saw the note, she was a little devastated.

Okay, a lot devastated, she was crying as she ate her breakfast, then went and flopped on the couch and sobbed and screamed into it for a good while. She didn't understand why she was left by herself, she always went with them when they went shopping together, so this was a huge punch to the gut. Fortunately for her, she wasn't alone for too long, as a familiar knock on the door was heard after an hour and a half crying and screaming session. She rushed over and opened it quickly, and there was Sprout, holding a box, looking concerned.

"Woah Shelly are you okay..?" Was his immediate response to seeing her all sniffly and trembling in her pajamas.

"I don't know where my mom and wife are..." Shelly very quietly replied, making Sprout look thoughtful for a moment, then he looked like he suddenly remembered something before nodding and patting her head softly.

"They had to go find a new charger for Vee with Veronica, they didn't forget your birthday, I promise. Sam probably is off making you the best birthday cake you'd ever imagine right now actually!" He reassured, hoping he wasn't caught in his lie. He knew exactly what they were doing, he was actually part of their plan, their distraction, the one who kept Shelly away from everything. She thankfully seemed to believe him as she just opened the door for him and nodded.

"I heard Sam was the one who always made the cakes in the bakery... I've always loved the chocolate cupcakes from there. I didn't get them often though, I didn't want people thinking I was fat on top of being that one "really weird dinosaur girl" ya know?" Shelly said as Sprout walked in, and once the door was closed, the two sat on the couch together. Sprout just nodded with a smile.

"Oh yeah, Sam made those, you also had nothing to worry about- Glisten would eat SO many donuts for breakfast every single morning, I highly doubt anyone would've cared if you had any cupcakes. Speaking of- I made you some last night!" Sprout explained, passing her the box of baked goods. Shelly gently took it and opened it, being in awe at the dinosaur themed chocolate cupcakes in the box. There were six of them, all decorated with handmade fondant dinosaurs on top of the perfect chocolate frosting swirls. Shelly teared up again as she looked at Sprout, sniffling.

"They're perfect, thank you so much." She quietly thanked him, getting a shrug and a smile from the berry.

"Far from perfect, but I'm really glad you like how they look! Go ahead and have one, they're all yours!" He said cheerfully, but she just closed the box gently and put it on the coffee table instead, going and hugging Sprout and snuggling up against him instead of trying one of the cupcakes.

"Later... My tummy hurts a little." She replied softly, so Sprout nodded as he pulled her close, petting her head softly as they cuddled. It was oddly comfortable, though it probably helped that they had been close for years, even if one was definitely a lesbian and the other was very much a gay man- it was really cozy. Shelly just made it cozier with a blanket, a pastel patchwork quilt, a not too warm but not too cold blanket. Sprout sighed comfortably, then turned on the TV and just relaxed with the fossil as they watched Jurrasic Park, Shelly quickly getting invested just to tell him all the errors in the dinosaurs. Sprout just listened, happy he was distracting her well enough to keep her from getting suspicious - and from crying and thinking everyone abandoned her.

At the park, chaos had broken loose. Vee was having zoomies again... Though fortunately, Veronica had taken her away from the party area so nothing was destroyed. Well, that shouldn't have been, she had torn up the packaging they had to throw out and made it much easier to fit it all in the park's garbage cans lol

Sam was setting up the buffet, Shanon quietly stringing up the last dinosaur balloon, everything seemed almost perfect. Veronica soon came back over and sat down at a table with a sigh, brushing her hair off her shoulder before she grabbed her coffee and sipped it through the straw.

"Vee tiring you out again girl?" Shanon asked when she noticed the other had came back over, and Veronica just nodded with a sigh, setting her iced coffee back down.

"Oh definitely, I have no clue how Shelly keeps up with her, she was bouncing off the trees like they were bounce houses." Veronica stated with a tired sigh, making the two other handlers burst out laughing.

"I believe that one, she is so crazy sometimes." Shanon said after a good laugh, though the trio went quiet when Vee returned, still shaking with excitement, but calm enough to actually be somewhat normal as she just speedwalked right past them and checked every thing out. Though she soon grabbed a bag of dinosaur shaped glitter and was throwing it on the tables, yelling "NEEDS MORE GLITTERRRR" as she did so, making Veronica sigh as she looked at Shanon.

"We are so lucky she's acting like herself, even though, I do wonder how in the world they're both adults sometimes. Also that glitter is the biodegradable stuff I told you about, right?" Veronica asked, and Shanon nodded, not even flinching when she too had dinosaur shaped glitter throw on her by the very hyperactive robot.

"I swear that girl has untreated ADHD and endless whimsy... And yes I always buy the biodegradable glitter now that I know where it is. Oh and edible glitter, that's on the cake though." Shanon said, getting a nod in understanding in reply. Veronica was safe from the glitter. Sam, however, was not, as they soon were being chased by the robot demanding to put glitter on them. Veronica and Shanon just watched, then looked at each other.

"Should we text Sprout and tell him everything is set up before Sam gets murdered by dinosaur glitter?"

"Yeah most likely... I'm not saving them by the way, I get glitterbombed at least five times a day at my house now." Shanon replied as she pulled out her phone, ignoring the surprised look Veronica gave her. For a moment anyways, after she sent a text to Sprout, she looked over at the other. She then gave Veronica a quick kiss on the cheek, then got up, ignoring the fact that she had made the other blush hard.

"Vee leave them alone, Shelly's on her way." Shanon demanded gently, and Vee listened, going right back over to Shanon with a goofy grin on her face and the bag of glitter tight in one hand, a small box in the other.

"WIFE?!"

"Yes, she's coming, go hide so you can surprise her silly." Shanon gently told Vee, watching as the chaos entity of a robot zoomed off to do just that. Sam sighed as they went and sat back down in their chair, relieved to no longer be hunted down by the glitter hungry toon.

"Shanon you work miracles, how do you get her to listen so well?" Sam asked, getting a shrug from the dinosaur themed lady coated in dinosaur shaped glitter.

"Patience, love and care. And a lot of glitter... Lots of sleepless nights too, it's all worth it though. Her and Shelly definitely are worth it all... I just wish I knew where Delilah lived so we could have a nice chat about things." She replied as she dusted the glitter off, then went and hid under one of the tables so Vee wasn't the only one surprising Shelly. Even though it wasn't supposed to be that kind of surprise party... If it kept Vee tamed, it worked with Shanon. Veronica just looked over at her, then at Sam, who was checking their phone, then just slowly slipped under the table with Shanon. Might as well join in the chaos, eh?

It took about five minutes, but eventually the two had came, Shelly now in a flowing rainbow dress with one of Vee's sunhats- a white hat with rainbow flowers and a matching rainbow bow- on and was chatting to him casually.

"So I was like, Vee you can do whatever, ya know? Shanon doesn't care. So that's how Vee started walking dogs every Sunday."

"I never would've thought Vee would be the one to befriend the neighbors before you did, Shells. You're super outgoing!"

"Vee really really likes dogs." Shelly stated, though she paused at the gazebo the decorations were up in. Sprout just stood at her side, also looking at everything in awe, not having seen any of it himself either. Though before either of them could comment, Vee suddenly jumped out and threw glitter at Shelly, making the fossil burst out laughing.

"SURPRISE WE THREW A PARTY FOR YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE THE MOST PERFECT THING EVER AND I LOVE YOUUUU!" Vee yelled way too loudly to be intentional, immediately hugging her beautiful wife tight afterwards, shaking intensely from pure excitement and joy. Shelly hugged her right back, laughing hysterically at all of this, obviously not expecting it.

"Oh my god, Vee, you really did this for me?" Shelly asked once she had calmed down enough to, though she immediately snorted and started laughing again when Vee looked at her with this goofy asf grin on her face and eyes wider than ever thought possible.

"I begged Shanon to, I begged, you deserved it." Vee simply explained, then proceeded to smother her fossil wife's face in kisses and soft reminders that she's loved, her tail now a slight motion blur of green and black. Shelly continued to laugh happily as she was smothered in love, her own tail wagging quickly, completely oblivious to the trio of handlers that were now sitting around the table again and waiting for the love fest to end. If it ever did.

"Uhm... Yeah I don't think Vee's calming down any time soon guys." Sprout called out after watching this for a few minutes, getting tired sighs from the handlers, all three feeling a little defeated. Though once the love fest had ended, the party actually begun, and boy did Shelly have a great time. They played games, had all of Shelly's favorite foods, she got spoiled with presents and lots of visitors from the town just coming over to say hi and celebrate a little with the toons. Though the highlight of it all wasn't the cake, or the presents, or even the games.

Shelly was the happiest about the fact she was surrounded by the people she loved the most on her special day.

Though she did absolutely cry at Vee's gift, which was a silver heart locket with one empty side and one side that had a photo of all the mains together back at Gardenview, before anything happened, all posing together and making silly faces at the camera. The other side wasn't empty for long though- as once the day was over and they all were about to leave, Shelly took a photo for that side. The handlers and the toons all posing together, making funny faces at the camera, all coated in that rainbow dinosaur shaped glitter that Vee wouldn't stop throwing around all day. That picture- the perfect example of her new family- was what went into her locket. A little reminder that she's always loved. A reminder that she's never going to be forgotten ever again.

A perfect gift.

[writing-with-olive]

A bunch more tips (if you have paper tests, because above person makes a good poing), especially as it relates to taking the SAT. i didn't take the ACT so i imagine it transfers but don't know for 100%

DAY/NIGHT BEFORE (increasing odds of being able to perform at your best, lower stress and things that can go wrong)

Eat healthy. Veggies, protein, less processed carbs. Avoid skipping meals. You wanna make sure to prime your system so it can make the most of any energy you give it.

Pack for test day. Include pencils (already sharpened), a pencil sharpener, eraser, water bottle, protein-y snack (like nuts) and a few pieces of chocolate or something similar, calculator, phone (you'll probably have to turn it off and put it in a bin when your test starts, but it's useful to have outside of the test itself), and your test ID, plus anything else they tell you to bring

Decide on what you're going to have for breakfast on test day. Like it was said earlier, you will eat breakfast. Even if it's small. If it's something you can prep ahead of time, do it. If not, figure out how long it's gonna take to make and eat

Set an alarm (or a few if you have a hard time getting up) for yourself. Set it early enough to both eat and get where you're going, plus at minimum a ten minute buffer

Set out what you're going to wear. Choose something that's comfortable but that you associate with being awake and productive. What outfit do you own that makes you feel the most confident? Wear that.

Go to sleep early enough that you can get at least 8 hours of sleep. At this late in the game, sleep will serve you far better than cramming. If you can't fall asleep, do not worry. Lie still with your eyes closed in the dark. Studies have shown that this, though not technically sleep, still has restorative effects. Just going through the motions will still help you tremendously.

DAY OF (BEFORE THE TEST)

EAT BREAKFAST

double check that you have everything

If you find yourself getting stressed, remember that that is normal. Take a deep breath, let it out in a big whoosh. Smile to yourself. Like really grin. (this can signal confidence to your brain and help you get into the right headspace). Bounce in place. Make yourself bigger if you're curling up - sit up, look around the room/space you're in rather than the floor, uncross your arms. anticipatory nervousness and excitement often trigger the same physical reactions in the body. If you can, try telling yourself you're excited.

When you're getting ready/driving over, consider listening to music that gets you going. Something that makes you feel like a badass

TAKING THE TEST (META)

When you start a section, set aside thirty seconds to glance through the whole thing and panic if you need that you know nothing. This is normal. I promise you know more than you think you do, so after you do this, take a deep breath and start. Now you won't be caught by surprise with the later questions

If you get to a question you don't know how to do, star it, skip it, and come back to it later. Your brain will be working on it in the background, so it's better than spending a ton of time on it and having to rush something else. Make sure to also skip that row in the bubble sheet.

Don't be afraid to do multiple "rounds" where you skip a bunch of questions, do what you know, get to the end of the section, and then go back through the ones you know, still skipping a bunch. It's better to get through the ones you're pretty sure about and give your brain more processing time for the other, then spend a ton of time on something you're far less confident about

At the bottom of EACH page, check that the answers you're bubbling match the problem you're on. if it's not, go back and figure out where you got off, and fix it. It should only take a moment, but it's really important because the scantron doesn't give a shit about intent.

During breaks, make sure to drink some water, especially if you haven't been during the test. Munch on some of your chocolate to get that quick energy up to your brain (seriously it's amazing how fast it can help). Do some buttkicks in the hallway to get your blood flowing. Your brain needs calories and oxygen.

TAKING THE TEST (CONTENT)

A lot of people approach readings like it's a test in school where you have to do it by memory. DON'T DO THIS. Constantly refer to the texts. There is no shame in doing it, and no points you can gain by making it harder for yourself

Repetition is most important for reading. First pass, glance at the questions. Anything that references certain lines, either in the answer options or question, go ahead and underline. Do this for the entire reading before you actually read it. That way, when you read it, you know what to pay particular attention to.

For the grammar section, if it asks you "what is the best way to write this" the shortest sentence is almost always the correct one.

There is extra space on the page to do math problems. USE IT. You don't get extra points for doing it in your head, and most of the points you're going to lose are little errors (think dropping negatives, etc)

A lot of the math stuff is a mental game. Take a deep breath and look at what it is actually asking you to do before you get started. Most of it is gonna be stuff that you learned in like. Eighth or ninth grade, just made to look scary. Usually concepts are pretty simple, like simplification, greater-than/lesser-than, area of shapes, absolute value, exponents, etc. Identify the concept it's asking you about, then approach the problem, not the other way around.

You got this

also, everything the people already said is true

Every single time I say the phrase “I was classically trained in the art of multiple choice tests” everyone in the room who’s not a millennial laughs at my joke while all the other millennials in the room immediately look like they just walked in on a funeral by accident.

[xxxxhannyxxxx]

The fire between us - Chapter 4

MINORS DNI

Pairing ✪ YN/Heeseung

A/N ✪ This is part 6, Here is a link to the Masterlist

summary ✪ You and Heeseung were "enemies" All throughout high school. Nothing physical although he is quite the flirty. And to your Demise he calls you nicknames. His favorite being " Princess", "Sweetheart" Along with others. What happens when you move into your college dorm and your roommate turns out to be him.

Genre ✪ Smut, enemies to lovers, college love?

WC ✪ 1.2k

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As you head in you go straight to your room, you wash your face and change into your nightwear. Heeseung waits in the living room, leaning up against the wall while waiting for the water to boil. The Image of you on the floor with Chris on Top is still fresh in his mind, He wasn't sure why and he definitely didn't want to accept anything he was feeling at the moment. 

He glances up as he hears the door to your room open, his eyes locking on you in your nightwear.

"Can we order some food? I know its late and we are having Hot Chocolate but I can't lie I'm Starving" You say as you walk over to the couch.

Heeseung looks at you for a moment, taking in your request. He can see that you're still looking a bit buzzed and wants to make sure you at start feeling better. "Yeah, sure. What do you want to order? I can call it in and have it delivered."

"Something that will help me get over this state that I'm in. what do you recommend, I assume you party a lot" You say as you turn to look at him with a smirk.

Heeseung rolls his eyes but thinks for a moment, trying to recall something light that might help settle your stomach. "How about some soup? Maybe grilled cheese? or maybe just some crackers. something that doesn't have much flavor, so it won't upset your stomach more."

"Soup sounds great, If any places are open at the moment" You couldn't lie when it came to soup you could have it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Heeseung nods and reaches for his phone on the table, Luckily there was one location open. "Alright, I'll order some soup for you. and I'll grab some water and maybe some ginger ale. That should help with the nausea, too." He dials the number to the restaurant, ordering a bowl of their best light soup. When he hangs up, he turns to look at you.

"Can you stop starring at me, you're about boil all the water for our Hot Chocolate" You say, wondering why he was being so nice after these 5 years. You couldn't say you hated it but it was different than any interactions you both have had before and you liked it.

Heeseung chuckles faintly at your comment. He knows you're being defensive, but he just couldn't help himself at the moment. "I can't help it, Babe." He winks at you, before filling up two cups and finishing the Hot chocolate.

"Woah, Slow down just a bit... Did you just call me babe? Out of all the nicknames you've given me, I have never heard you call me Babe" You couldn't help but look at him with surprise.

Heeseung freezes in his tracks, realizing what he just said. he hadn't really meant to call you that, it just kind of slipped out. But now that he does think about it, the word felt right. He looks at you, slightly unsure of himself. "Uh...yeah. I did. I didn't meant to though, It just kind of slipped out."

"I'm grateful for you today, but remember we still hate each other" You wink at him as you grab your cup.

Heeseung laughs softly at you comment, appreciating your attempt to change the conversation. he knows technically, you despise each other, but after the interactions tonight have stirred up some unexpected feelings within him, making him question himself. "Yeah, yeah. We hate each other. But you're not that bad of company to have around" he grins at you as he takes a seat on the opposite side of the couch from you. 

it wasn't Just Heeseung thinking about the tension between the two of you, but the fact remained that you thought of him while you were with Chris even though you had just met him. Your thoughts trailed off.

Heeseung looks at you with a slight frown, waiting for a response. When you say nothing, he speaks up again, sounding a bit impatient. "Hey, you okay? you just kind of zoned out on me for a second there."

"Oh yeah, sorry Just thinking about Chris. I could say my first impression was most likely my last." You try to make up and excuse out of thin air and force a smile.

Heeseung laughs softly at your words, his eyes fixed on your face. he can see the effort you put into your words, but he could also tell they were a lie. "Totally, thinking about Chris" He says while using air quotes. "But honestly, I'm starting to think that maybe-maybe we don't hate each other as much as we thought."

"Maybe we don't but I like our bickering so let's keep it at that" You say as you look up to him, taking a sip from your cup. You don't want to catch feelings for him, especially after all these years but seeing him after a few months from School, and how much he changed from then, it was hard. You knew he was Hot in High School but something about him now  Attracted you.

Heeseung cocks an eyebrow at your words, a slight smirk on his face. He knows you're trying to maintain a façade, that fake dislike for each other. "So, you're admitting that you enjoy my company, huh? You like our little 'banter'?"

"And what If I do?, Keeps my life full of some entertainment" You knew if you were completely sober none of these words would be coming out your mouth.

Heeseung chuckles slightly at your drunken confession, watching your cheeks flush a bright red. He can see alcohol clearly has your inhibitions down, and you don't have the same restraint on your words as you would normally. "Oh, so I'm what makes your life 'entertaining', huh? I didn't know I had such a profound effect on you, Princess." he grins.

"Don't let it get to your head, your ego is already big enough" You roll your eyes.

Heeseung feigns offense at your words, placing his hand over his heart dramatically. "Hey, my ego is perfectly normal sized, thank you very much. And besides, I can't help if my presence just lights up your life." He grins widely, clearly enjoying the effect he's having on you.

"See you just proved my point, your ego is too high" You laugh.

Heeseung laughs along. He knows you're drunk but he can't help but push a little. "Oh come on, I can't help but have a little tiny bit of ego when I've got someone like you hanging on my every word." He grins cockily, fully knowing he's annoying you on purpose.

"I take it back then, You make my life a living hell" You roll your eyes jokingly.

Heeseung pretends to be hurt by your words, feigning a pout as he looks at you. "aww, so now I make your life a living hell? I thought I was the highlight of your day!" He puts his hand over his heart dramatically, continuing to act hurt despite the big grin on his face.

"Highlight of my day? Never! Your ego is to big for you to even do that" You play along.

Heeseung dramatically gasps, placing a hand over his heart once again as he feigns being shocked by your words. "Oh no, you've really cut me deep this time. My ego is shattered, I Don't know if I'll recover." He pouts at you, but his eyes are dancing with amusement, clearly enjoying himself.

you thought about pushing even more but then the doorbell rang. "Guess the food is here."

Heeseung nods slightly disappointed that the playful banter needs to be put on hold for moment, but he goes and grabs the delivery.

Next - Chapter 5

[nightswithkookmin]

Hi Goldy!

Do you know that Jimins part in Butter was cut from the transmission in Golden Disc Awards?

And apparently even footage of him dancing to the break dance was cut.

Here is a comparison:

https://www.instagram.com/p/CYeoklDJ3bd/?utm_medium=copy_link

The post above is also mentioning that this is not the first time his part gets cut, appart from lights getting cut during his performance and BH editors calling Jimin nicknames given by haters.

Idk if this is true or what are the reasons behind it so I am hoping you can shed some light in it.

I remember Jimin not flying with the other members and having to fly in another class or something going to LA.

But I also remember seeing something in your blog(maybe in the comments) that Jimin might have upset someone "from the high levels".

What do you think about all of this?

See if I go off people will say I'm victimizing him so I won't go off.

With Hybe I know Jimin does have a say in the output and input. We've seen him ask for retakes, examine the monitors and footage till he is satisfied with a take. He has agency and he is not playing a passive role in Hybe.

After all he is Male, rich and privileged. If hybe is not working for him he can always walk out they won't shoot him down.

He has independent counsel, managers and support systems working in his interests to make sure he gets the right exposure and resources needed to nurture and advance his career.

If all these people cannot point out to Hybe that Jimin's lightening is bad and must be improved, or that his wardrobe sucks, or that the direction the company is taking his career is wack then he needs to fire all of them and hire me cos I can definitely do a better job minus the simping and sexual harassment I'd submit him to.

I'm sure he has an exit clause somewhere in his contract for when Hybe fails to uphold their side of the agreement to push him support him and take him to the max.

What I can't take is a third party like Golden disk doing shit like this

Did Hybe not approve of the final footage to be broadcasted or what? And I fail to believe they didn't cross check that footage or perhaps edit it out themselves cos that interviewer from India mentioned how after she and the team had edited the interview they'd sent it to Hybe for approval and hybe asked them to take out certain parts of the interview she thought was harmless.

Hybe will let the gay slide but Good forbid we ask about their breakfast or Jimin's part in butter PTD concert.

What a mess.

Hybe needs to fire someone cos they certainly aren't doing their jobs well. The artists need to cuss them out more and threaten to leave the band and company cos they are not the helpless broke teenagers they were in 2013.

Sis they forgot to tell Jimin his own song was to be used in a Marvel movie. I don't expect much from them.

Won't lie they surely act like they have a problem with him sometimes. But I know Jimin is very nice to everyone. Personally I think that's a character flaw but whatever. I'm sure Jungkook will agree with his mini hearts and compliments to all and sundry- yall did great today, bows and claps and proceeds to hug them😐

I mean with how nice he is to them you'd think they would feel motivated to make sure he comes out pretty every take but no and be included and all. ungrateful brats.

What happened to the whole 'take care of me' schtick? Do they want him to suck their dicks before they do the jobs they are being paid to do? Send flowers to their door steps? Is it latent homophobia?

Lightening sound camera angles, yea sometimes they can be mean and petty and fuck you up if they have a problem with you. Your mic suddenly goes off in the middle of a performance, the lightening makes you look a zombie reject etc. Sometimes it's technical failure or someone being incompetent and lazy on the job.

Either way it's not good. It's not a good look on a company that prides itself on quality super advanced technological innovation. SHAME ON THEM.

I said JM might have upset someone higher up? Was it a Joke? What was the context of that conversation?

Pretty sure it's not the same context cos if someone higher up is pulling these strings whew that's abuse of office and power, a rather toxic work environment and JM needs to get out!

But I'm also not sure it's that deep. People are just being lazy and Golden disk is being an asshole.

GOLDY

[aprayerforclarity]

4/12

I've been feeling pretty off today. It was when I was driving in my car that I realized I felt very introspective and melancholic today. Around 4:30 pm I took some mushrooms because I felt very unfocused. I guess I thought it was "shake up" my neurons and somehow get me into focus, but instead sent me further into my introspection.

When trying to rationalize why I'm feeling low, I think about the lack of sleep I had last night. I went to bed around 11:45 PM last night, and awoke to the sound jackhammering. When I glanced at my alarm clock it said 230. I remember feeling wide awake, and slightly hungry, so I went to the kitchen to eat some peanut butter. I find that eating sometimes puts me back to sleep. Anyways, I got on my phone, which, even in the moment, I knew was a big "no-no" and began looking up any books about Governnor John WHite. After a while of reading and scrolling, I realized I wasn't getting any more tired, so I tired mediatiation. I sat up on the side of my bed, put in ear plugs and set my alarm for 15 minutes and 20 seconds (the 20 extra seconds accounted for me putting my phone down and putting on my eyemask)

Like my attitude with a lot of my mediatiion, there was nothing gained from it, but I did expect to feel a bit more tired after it. That didn't seem to help, so I tired reading my book. An hour or so went by, and by this time it was around 5:15 AM. In a last attempt to get me to fall asleep, I decided I would go to Bojanges (my favorite fast food breakfast) for a SEC biscuit when they opened at 5:30. I ate it in the car as I drove back.

I have to continue this in an hour or so, because I have to attending a Codesmith Meeting on how to Prepare for the Technical Interview.

TBC

I'm back now. The meeting about the Technical Interview did put my mind at ease. It's going to be challenging, but I feel like I have properly gauged the difficulty and know the challenges and timelines that lie ahead. I just downloaded a couple books to my kindle to help with my full understanding of the concepts, and I'm excited to dive in!!!

Anyway, during my depressed mushroom trip to the sauna today I realized something. The concept of writing I'm building in my head goes like this:

You have to tell the reader everything that is going on in a scene. Whatever you don't write, the reader cannot see

Instead of trying to constantly build off of what you've written, forget about the previous paragraph. Each new opening and description of a scene or the thoughts of a character are new and novel. Just keep opening them up and let them flow!! You can tied them all together later.

It is important in a first draft to not worry about spelling or how "good" it sounds. Even now, I'm realizing I can write faster when I'm not focused on the words and just streamlining my thoughts.

You can go back and edit. That's a huge secret weapon. There are two parts of the brain, the part that mystically pulls out the images and flows them onto the paper, and the part that makes them sound (and look) good.

When trying to get a though down, I need to just let it flow. My flow can be ruined if I even look at the words on the screen. I feel like at a simple misspelling or the misuse of a word, I'm already having to backtrack and it disrupts my flow. I'm trying to write and edit at the same time, and that just isn't working so well. From here on out, I'm going to employee this self discovered technique. Just let the thoughts flow(by only looking at the keyboard) and then go back and edit them and fix any mistakes. Perhaps I'll eventually get better at doing both simultaneously, but each of those skills seem to be mutually exclusive at the moment and I will treat them as such!

[xampomi]

Exes & Angels | jjk

• genre: high school au | romance | mystery

• pairing: ex!jungkook x y/n

• warnings: jungkook's not using underwear (there's a reasonable reason for that); ¿maybe jimin has a crush on Jungkook¿ ; trust issues; I dunno

• summary: jungkook’s rambling

Jungkook was having a shitty day so far.

First, he forgot to wash his underwear in the weekend, so he just decided to go commando today bcs wtf was he gonna do at 6 in the morning?? Then, when running to class, he bumped into some weird guy.

"wtf man. Wanna fight?", the little guy said.

For a moment, Jungkook stopped dead in his tracks because he though he saw some fucking sparkling halo above boy's head. But Jungkook didn't sleep much that night anyway so.

"N-not now. Sorry. I'm running late.", which was technically true. The thing is Jungkook didn't care. And he didn't really wait for the sparkling guy's answer.

As soon as Jungkook entered the class he sat at his regular seat, the window's view being extremely appealing to him.

As all of us can imagine, Jungkook was a smart kid but he didnt really care since he knew he was also extremely hot. That thought came to his mind numerous times. He knew that he should probably quit high school and become a stripper. He was definitely done with this shit. In addition, that would bring a lot of fast easy money.

"Fuck, i forgot about breakfast.", he remembered, thanks to his body's noises. Then he try listening to class but that didn't worked that well for him since he has tendency to zone out real easily.

However, two knocks in the classroom's door echoed through Jungkook's ears and for some reason he was suddenly attentive to what was happening in the real world.

Soon after the knocking was heard, the teacher stood there like some earthquake emergency, in which he should tell the students to keep calm, keep calm but if you wanna come back to your mama, walk quickly.

Then he woke up. "Come in".

When the door opened, a dark-haired girl appeared She quickly smiled to the teacher as she entered the room. "Good morning. Sorry to interrupt your class", she said in a low, innocent voice, although something on him told him that she didn't really care about his class. But he was no more interested in what was happening so he just dropped his head again on the table.

"Don't worry. What do you need, y/n?", he couldn't see what was happening but Jungkook knew that the teacher's teeth were about to fall down if he kept smiling like that to the girl.

"Could I borrow... Jung Jungkook? He's from this class, right? Mr. Robert wants to talk to him", y/n kindly asked.

Something was wrong. Everyone knew Robert was done having conversations with Jungkook since what happened in the canteen 2 months ago. Or perhaps he decided to finally let that go of that. He hoped so. He didn't wanted to talk about that again. Besides, Namjoon deserved it.

Maybe this time Mr. Robert wants to finally have a real conversation. Maybe about last week's fire alarm's break out.

Oh well.

"Ah!", the teacher dropped too happily. Then he seemed kinda regretful. Yeah. Hide the excitement, you bastard. "Go talk to the principal, Jeon."

"Oh no, I can't What about your class? I was so excited about hearing about the... effect of.... molecular evidence on....the classification of...hm... organisms.", I said already reaching for the door. I don't know if you noticed but I was being extremely sarcastic.

"Ooooh, don't worry.", yeah, he prolonged that "oh" like that. He was also being sarcastic but I know that deep inside he would miss me. Everyone those.

"You know I always open an exception for you every time you need to do things outside my class, Jeon. C'mon. Go talk to the principal." He pointed to the door in a very nonsarcastic way.

"I will come back for you.", I didn't really said this. But it would be funny. Because I would never come back.

Now in the corridor, Jungkook felt real freedom. He could finally go home, eat pancakes and dress some sweatpants or something that wouldn't make his dick itchy.

"Ya. Where do you think you're going?"

Shit.

"You know I'm really grateful that you let me out of there. Seriously." He made a dramatic pause. Then he decided to push him hair back and for a second, he though he saw her rolling her brown dark eyes. "But we broke up, y/n. You need to find yourself another man."

For a moment she looked kinda offended. Then remember she had more important things to discuss with him.

"lol that's what's i've been trying to do. I though it was pretty obvious I was trying to seduce Jimin. I mean, he's cute as hell. He just.... he doesn't look normal, okay? And not the "He's-just-too-good-to-be-true"type. I mean, it's obvious that a man like him could never be compared as a simple human. Have you ever had a good look at him? He's a God. He's just beautiful and kind, and talented,and sooo funny. Absolutely boyfriend material,ya know. And his buttcheks?? I could never think of a better--"

"Okay, okay. I get it. And?"

"He isn't normal, jungkook."

"As you've been telling me."

"He seriously isn't normal."

"Who is?", I smirked. "Just tell me who this Jimin guy is already bcs i think I've never heard of him."

She frozed a little. Then she slowly approached him.

"Buy you saw him, right? I know you did. I saw you this morning with him. That's why I came to you.", she had her eyes real open by now. "You're the living prove that I'm not crazy. You're the only one who always believes in me, right?"

Jungkook took a good at her. She no more looked like the shy, innocent girl that came for him in the middle of class. Sure, she still looked like the typical social butterfly. She was always the type of person that just loved to befriend people here and there. Now she just looked kinda exhausted. Still beautiful, but exhausted.

So yeah, jungkook was fricking out a little bit. Something was wrong with her. He needed to calm her down, so he could go home.

Then she suddenly went closer to him, her voice quieter than before. "I also need to tell you about the weirdest part, BUT you need to promise me to keep secret. Promise me."

"Okay, go on."

"I'm serious, kookie. "

"Don't call me that. I told you before, right?"

"Do it."

"I, Jeon Jungkook, promise that I will never tell whatever you're about to tell me."

"I think I killed him."

Jungkook frozed. For some reason his vision started getting blurry. He didn't eat anything since yesterday. He needed to eat.

"Sorry. Can you repeat that?"

"It was an accident, Jungkook. An accident." Her face has becomed red, her eyes watery and her body shaky. "C'mon. If you don't believe in me, who will?".

"But I talked to him this morning. He's not dead, y/n"

"He really is."

"That's so fucking impossible, y/n." He pushed his hair back, but not in a seductive way anymore. "You can only be lying to me rn. What the fuck happened?"

She avoid jungkook's eyes. "I don't know! One minute we were just making out inside the school depository and next one, he--"

Jungkook hoped he wouldnt regret his next words.

"Prove it."

"You still won't believe me, do you?"

"Y/n. Where's the body?"

"If I show it to you right now....will you believe in me? Will you promise to believe forever in me?"

Jungkook looked around. He was not in the right mood to see a dead body rn. But It was 14pm and for some reason he saw no one.

He should probably come back to class anyway.

"The body is still in there here, ya know."

"What?"

"Don't worry. Obviously is hidden under some blankets I found in there. I can show it to you."

"Did you call the policy?"

Now she frozen on her feet. "No, ofc not. I can't go to jail. I can't. Please believe in me, Kookie. We could just go. As we talked about bef-"

Jungkook should definitely become a stripper after this. But for now, he needed to call someone. However, the phone was inside the classroom. He couldn't call the police without a crime. He needed to see for himself. Yeah, played with fire alarms but dont fucking mess with 911.

If that boy really was dead, y/n needed to be arrested. That's the truth. He will eventually need to discuss it with her. Just not now.

"Let's go, then", he finally decides.

"Yey", she said but not that excited - she even seemed a little disappointed?? - but took his arm between hers anyway and guided him from corridor to corridor.

When they first arrived the depository's door, Jungkook was expecting to her to free his arm but she didn't. She wasn't stopped trembling. She killed a man and can't stop shaking wtf. She was afraid. Well, Jungkook was the one who should be afraid. I mean she had a lot of time to get accustomed to the cadaver. But more than that, Jungkook was hungry. Poor Jungkook.

The next moment,he saw y/n taking from her pocket a metal key. How did she get that? The innocent shy girl who could never lie to anyone, was no more a good girl.

She unlocked the door. "You'll believe in me now, Kook." And they stepped inside.

"It's too dark", he said.

"I know, dummy. I'll search for the switch."

The light went on but he still couldnt see anything.

"Where the fuck is the body? Are you lying to me again?"

"What do you mean? He's right there. Look.", she started pointing weirdly to the floor in front of them. She looked mad. Almost like there was something there that only her could see.

'Y/n. Where's the body. I'm serious now."

"Right here, Kok. Come closer."

He did. He did come a little closer.

"I would never lie to you. He's right there. Right there."

Still searching for something , Jungkook collapsed on the floor after the strong sting he felt in his neck.

2/7.

[heavyasafeather]

HITC 2021

I just want to take a minute to write about this. So I was hesitant on going because I didn't know how to go about it alone, knowing that I wanted to go solo. I had never driven that far (surprisingly), and was honestly really scared about it. I kind of felt like I bit the bullet when they said tickets were limited a month ago. There was also the idea of taking time off, which I rarely do, and it used to be really hard to do as I'm the only one who does what I do; it's gotten better with management at work, and my manager and boss have even been pushing me to take time, so it worked out. I then started looking for hotels after buying my ticket, but ended up deciding for a motel (serendipitously called Motel Sakura).

Anyway, I was really at surprised at how ready that drive was. I mean I ended up only driving to the motel, which was in Glendale, but only 15 minutes away via Uber to the venue.

First day though, I get to the line at the entrance and met two guys who ended also didn't know each other beforehand, and we ended up just being a group the rest of the time. Which first of all, they were both 21, and they were so confused when i told them I'm (almost) 30. Anyway, I knew I only wanted to see Rich Brian and Atarashii Gakko, and let me tell you: I felt so proud of Atarashii, that I swear I was going to cry for them, I fucking love these crackheads.

I don't remember if we saw anyone else in particular, but we got started at some point and I was just chilling in the back. I want to feel bad, and I know I'm so out of place because I don't really care for like 98% of these artists or genre.

Also worth mentioning: while looking up restaurants around my motel, I found this place that does Filipino breakfast, so I went to check for it the next day. I woke up kind of early, and was surprised that it was within walking distance, like literally a few feet away that if I ran, would have taken like literally 1 minute. So I had longanisa for the first time, which makes me sad that I'm technically not allowed to eat it due to stuff but, at least I finally know what it tastes like.

Anyway, second day, I knew I wanted to see the Linda Lindas but I was stuck in the merch line when they started, but managed to get a Nectar hoodie, an Atarashii shirt (though it was 2XL) and their socks! Which is a big deal because their merch in their website only ships within Japan!

But I was with one of the two guys I met when his other friend joined us when we headed to the mainstage. The plan was to just stay for the next 4-5 hours and slowly make our way to the front for Niki and Joji. And holy shit-- me and the new girl I met were talking how passive we are, and how unable we are to push through the crowds without getting bad, so our other friend was ahead without us.

I feel like by 6pm, my feet were killing me, and I was getting over not being able to breathe or see anything. I'm pretty sure at some point like three guys surrounding me were actually 6 feet tall, and just elbowing me in the face. I think I was even going through all the stages of grief that I started disassociating while listening to these children around me asking the stupid questions like, "Do you go to school?" Bruh, I graduated like 8 years ago.

I will admit admit, watching Niki this time around, I found her more tolerable; she didn't seem like that short, angry-for-no-reason Asian girl who was like "I am a strong, independent woman to deserves to be here!" Instead, she sounded a little more gratefu, it seemed humble to me. Either way, I didn't care to see her with my eyes, other than to listen. At least I could sing along with like at like 3 songs; but not going to lie, I felt like I wanted to help with the audio because some shit sounded off that I was like, "Wtf are y'all thinking?" whoever was mixing it. (Which apparently wasn't the case for the live, I guess, but I feel like it was kind of shit while listening from the actual crowd)

By the time Joji was about to start, I was like I'm going to make this work, so I had the new girl I met just hold on to me while we somehow managed to push like a foot forward. By then, I think i just accepted it; I think I only saw him with my actual eyes twice but at least I could see him through my camera. This time though, compared to last, I felt like I just let myself enjoy it, actually jumped and sang with him and the crowd.

And just felt happiness for him being there. (That sounds hella corny.) Really wishing that I could go either of LA shows of the tour.

But felt content, and heart swelled with pride!