#then get panicked because “ok maybe they didn't do it today. but it's only a matter of time.”

[chuuciae]

i feel like i shouldn't even. bother posting art to social media anymore

[mapiforpresident]

Can you please do an Alexia x reader x child? Maybe its the child's first day of preschool or something? Thank you!!!

Off to Preschool

Alexia x reader x child

Summary: Its your sons first day of Preschool and your wife is not handling it very well.

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You and Alexia had been married for six years now. You had met when you transferred to Barcelona, and she immediately fell in love with you. She had proposed to you on a vacation to Greece four years ago. You didn't think it was possible, especially when she is grumpy, but you continue to fall more in love with her with each passing day. Three years ago, you expanded your family when you welcomed your baby boy Leo. He is the best son you could ask for, and you love seeing Alexia be a mother. Leo is a mini Alexia in almost every way, and when you don't find it frustrating, it is incredibly adorable.

You had found out you were pregnant with your second child three months ago. Leo was very excited to be a big brother, and you and Ale were very excited to expand your family.

It was today, though, that Leo would officially start preschool. You wanted him fully in preschool when you get into your later months of pregnancy and when you first had the baby. Alexia agreed with the idea but was also a nervous wreck. Normally, you took Leo with you to practice, and one of you or a teammate would watch him, but with having another baby, you figured it was time to start him in a school with a regular environment. This would be Leo's first time not being with his parents, Alexia's mom and sister, or close friends. He had grown up constantly surrounded by friends and family, so Alexia was nervous for him to be away from them without anyone familiar for the first time.

You and Alexia had toured this preschool and decided it was the best one for your energetic son. It had a large outdoor playground and many hands-on learning activities. Leo was very excited after his visit and learning about all the things he was going to get to do.

You had to leave in an hour to drop him off. You decided today was going to be his first day because you and Alexia both had a rare day off in case anything came up, and you needed to go get him.

Leo was currently sitting on the couch eating a bowl of fruit and watching his favorite cartoon, practically bouncing up and down with excitement.

You stood in Alexia's arms in the kitchen as she voiced all her concerns like the overprotective mom she is.

"What if he gets hurt, or sick, or needs another set of clothes? Oh god, what if another kid is mean to him? What if he has an accident? He has only been potty trained a couple of weeks. What if he can't nap, and it throws his schedule off? What if he..." Alexia looked very stressed as she ranted, her arms practically clinging to you. Your presence was the only thing keeping her from fully panicking at this point.

"Hey, hey, hey. It's ok, amor. Breathe for me, please." You told her as you tried to calm her down a little. You watched as she took a deep breath and then held her face in your hands, moving her so she was looking directly into your eyes.

"Everything will be ok, amor. Leo is a very smart kid; he knows how to advocate for himself, and if anything happens, they will call us immediately. It is only a ten-minute drive, and we can go pick him up." She nods, feeling a little more reassured, especially by how confident you sounded that he would be ok. Alexia looked over to her son and saw how excited he looked and remembered how for the past couple of days all he could talk about was how he wanted to go to preschool.

Feeling the gazes of his mamas, Leo turned around on the couch, kneeling and leaning over the back. "Mama, Leo go to school now," Leo asked in his adorable little voice.

"Soon, bebé. Why don't you run upstairs and get your Spiderman backpack so we can make sure you have everything you need," Ale replied as Leo jumped off the couch. He brought his now empty bowl and used the stool you had in the kitchen for him to put his bowl in the sink. You ruffled his hair as he raced passed the two of you upstairs after saying, "ok, I be wight back." You were still working on his pronunciation of the letter "r."

"See, amor, he is going to be just fine. Why don't we have a relaxing day while he is gone? We can go to that cafe that is a block over from the preschool that we have been wanting to try, and then we can go for a nice walk. There are a couple of stores I need to go to. Leo needs some new pants because he is getting so tall, and we still need to buy a double stroller for when the baby comes," you said to her as you pecked her lips.

"That sounds good, amor. We will be right by the preschool in case anything happens, and I can spend a whole day alone with my sexy baby mama. I don't think we have spent a whole day alone since before Leo was born." She leaned down to peck your lips again as you heard Leo race down the stairs with his backpack on.

"I want kiss too, mama."

"Of course, mi bebé," Alexia said to him as she picked him up and placed kisses all over his face. You loved watching them both as they giggled and Leo wriggled in his mother's grasp.

"Mommy, save me, mama attack me," He squealed out as you reached out and took him from Alexia's grasp, joining in the laughter.

"Do you want to wear your Batman or Superman shoes today?" You asked him as you set him down and checked that everything was in his backpack.

"Superman," He yelled as he raced off to put his Velcro shoes on.

"On the other feet, mi amor," Alexia called after him as she went to help him.

You grabbed his backpack off the counter and went to get him a sweatshirt, knowing it was a little chilly today, even though he most likely would refuse to put it on.

"Ready to go?" you asked him after you had put on your own shoes. He nodded his head enthusiastically as you opened the door heading towards the car.

Alexia lifted him into his car seat. "Leo try, mama." Leo told her, attempting to buckle himself in. Ale chuckled as he somehow got it twisted around his arm, helping him start over before he finally buckled himself with a triumphant grin as he said, "Leo big boy."

"You are, baby," You replied from the front seat.

~~~

About an hour later, you and Ale were sat in the cafe you had talked about earlier, you thoroughly enjoying your kid-free meal and coffee, relishing in the calm atmosphere and having one-on-one time with your wife. Ale, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck, biting her nails and checking her phone every two seconds to make sure she somehow didn't miss a call from the preschool.

"Amor... amor..... amorrrrrrrrrr," you said to her. She finally glanced up at you, seeing the small smile on your face.

"What?" she asked as she asked confused why you were smiling and staring at her.

"He is ok, mi vida. He is probably having the time of his life doing a science experiment or kicking a football on the playground."

"I know, I know, I just can't help but worry. He is my baby boy, and I can't stand the thought of something happening to him."

"How about after we pick him up, we take him for ice cream at the park? We can even invite Mapi and Ingrid. I haven't seen baby Hugo in a few days. Maybe he'll take his first steps today; Ingrid said he was really close."

"That's a good idea, amor. I will text Mapi right now. Leo will like that too; they have the chocolate ice cream that he likes."

The two of you finished your coffees and pastries, enjoying your time together and laughing at memories you have shared like your first date and your very awkward first kiss.

You were incredibly grateful for the love you and Alexia shared and how much you balanced each other out. You both couldn't believe how amazing your little family is. You loved Leo so much and were excited to see him become a big brother.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

>:)

S/o appears, dressed up nice for a date that skelly promised and forgot about until now. What will he do?

Undertale Sans - Uh oh. He plays it casually like he totally didn't forget, saying it's just his normal clothes because he hid the dating one under. Just give him a second. He teleports in his room and runs like his life depends on it to his closet, trying to find something to wear in an emergency. He can hear Papyrus in his head screaming at him for never noting everything and that one of these days he's not going to be here and he will mess up bad. Well guess what, Papyrus was right!

Undertale Papyrus - He looks at you in shock. Wasn't it tomorrow? He swears it was tomorrow. When he goes into the kitchen to check the time and realizes he messed up, he screams in panic and runs to his room to change. Thank god he still prepared what he was going to wear three weeks before so he's fine in the hand. He clearly knew it was today!

Underswap Sans - .... Ah. He starts to sweat profusely, looking more and more distressed as you keep saying you two are going to have a lot of fun tonight. He forgot to book the reservation because he had too much work this week, and he forgot to tell you you should probably do that another time. He has no idea how he's going to save this honestly. He will completely improvise your date lol.

Underswap Papyrus - He has a sudden rise of anxiety and decides it's better to faint right here right now than assume in front of you he totally forgot your date. Good luck with that.

Underfell Sans - He is completely oblivious, flirting with you and commenting on your choice of clothes. That's only when you ask him after some time if he's ready to go that his smile suddenly disappear in horror. Oh shit. Uuuuuuh.... He's not sure how to tell you he completely forgot.

Underfell Papyrus - His eyes widened in shock seeing you. You widened even more as he suddenly rips off his clothes to reveal his dating clothes he was obviously wearing under his regular clothes. Ok, maybe he didn't have to rip off his clothes, but he panicked a little.

Horrortale Sans - Oopsie. He forgot. He just apologizes and goes to change. He's not sure where you were supposed to go though, and you quite realize it after he takes you to twenty different locations, watching your reaction to find out which one is the good one lol.

Horrortale Papyrus - He acts like he didn't forget at all, but he cooked dinner and kinda put everything on the table already so that's quite a big indicator. He pretends it's all for Oak but Willow literally cooked for 20 people so... Yeah, he's defeated. Sorry he forgot...

Swapfell Sans - He looks at you, then raises an eyebrow. "you're getting out tonight?" "Yes? With you? Like we planned last week?" ..... Nox freezes, then cough and sit straight. "of course i knew that." He's lucky he always dresses nicely or you would swear he's lying.

Swapfell Papyrus - He's lying on the couch, stuffing his ribcage with rubber chicken. He stares at you weirdly, but keeps doing it. You cross your arms. "You're not forgetting something?" He looks at you, confused. "no, i stuffed all 120 in there." "What?" "what?" You facepalm. Rus still has no idea what you're talking about though.

Fellswap Gold Sans - "IT'S TOMORROW." He's in denial and he refuses to say he forgets, so he acts like it's your fault and that you're too early. He won't give up with his bullshit. He organized the date, he knows when it's happening and it's tomorrow, now leave him alone.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - "Are you ready to go out?" "... go out? like, outside the house? why?" "Our date?" He stares at you in complete silence. You try to wave in front of his face, he's not reacting anymore. Coffee crashed...

[kneelingshadowsalome]

OK OK OK, but can we revisit the daughter "sitcom" scenarios?! I loved them sm.

Imagine Engel is out somewhere, like the store or whatever. Their daughter, who is about 12-13 at the time, just got her first period...😦

She just kinda awkwardly walks into the room and is trying to figure out how to tell him...

Konig is totally panicking, probably frantically calling Engels phone to get home ASAP. Poor boy probably didn't even know that you can get your period at that age and thinks some really bad is happening 😭.

But once everything has settled down, he starts to treat her the same way he treats Engel on her period, maybe even letting her stay home from school.

König is 1000 miles away from his comfort zone

I imagine the conversation goes something like this: (D=daughter, K=König, R/E=reader/Engel)

D: “I think my period just started…”

K: “Ja? Just remember to do your homework.”

D: “No, I mean… I think I just got my first period? I’m bleeding–”

K: “Bleeding? Where?? ”

D: “…??? There...?”

*uncomfortable staring and silence”

D: “I just… Do you know where mom keeps her pads?”

K: “...Pads?”

D: “Dad!! You’re just repeating my words!”

She leaves the room to look for the pads herself while König calls her mother: now imagine a colonel, a commanding officer of thousands of soldiers, responsible for important pre-decisions throughout the whole organization, calling his wife and asking what to do in this kind of a situation 🧍‍♂️ König is rubbing the back of his neck while walking anxious circles in the living room, almost bumps into a sofa while Engel calmly explains what's going on and that this is all completely normal.

When she comes back, König has just closed the phone, sighs, then takes a rather stiff stance to indicate he is about to give an important speech.

“Now then, my pretty young fawn. You are not my little girl anymore… Today, you’ve become a woman–”

“Dad, wtf?!? Ughh….”

She storms out of the room again, about to die from cringe: why does his father have to be such an embarrassment and an awkward mess? Why the hell did her mother even want this odd big loser as her man???

She’s sick of his stupid speeches and ridiculous rules and poor attempts at jokes, she's more than sick of listening to her parents’ disgusting cooing all the time. Only the noise canceling headphones can block out his dad’s profuse lovesick confessions before they start to bonk each other, thinking she can’t hear it all upstairs. Meanwhile she's not allowed to have a life of her own because the "world is a dangerous place"...

She can't wait to get out of this household, especially when even more cringeworthy conversations follow once her mother comes home. The only reason she's eavesdropping is because they're finally speaking of her instead of "how beautiful his sweet Engel looks" or "how silly and clumsy her big bear is":

K: “Does this mean she starts to have boyfriends?”

E/R: “She probably has had a few already.”

K: “What?!”

E/R: “Well not really. They’re just kids, fooling around. I wouldn't worry about it yet.”

K: “Should I talk to her about… you know, birds and bees? Just in case?”

E/R: “You? Absolutely not.”

K: “But–”

E/R: “I’ll talk to her at some point. They probably have sex education at school.”

K: “She can’t go to school. She said she was in pain.”

E/R: *sighs*

K: “What...? I already called them and said she's ill.”

E/R: “She's not ill, silly. It's just a period, it comes every month. You of all people should know...”

K: “Ja, I know... The torture days :)”

E/R: “Torture days for who?”

K: “I'm in so much pain every month, you have no idea...”

(Daughter upstairs makes a furious dive for her headphones :|)

[leviisthings]

Maze In The Mirror

synopsis when your boyfriend Yeonjun dosen't respond to your message in the way he usually does, you grow worried; and then you see him and grow even more worried, but you also the know the solution, a long drive.

pairing - idol bf!yeonjun x fem!reader

ps - I'm not making any assumption about Yeonjun, or what his life must be like. This is completely ficitonal.

You make your way through the thoroughly confusing hallways of the Hybe building. No matter how many times you visited the place, without the assistance of anyone else it was guaranteed for you to get lost.

"Honestly, it was better when they were poorer." You mutter bitterly. It definitely was better for your directionally challenged self when the building used to be only three floors.

After making at least five wrong turns you somehow reach your destination. The practice room.

You had made plans with Yeonjun for a date. Nothing fancy, just a catch up dinner and maybe a drive, if he had time. It hadn't been a long time of dating, but you two had been friends beforehand, and you liked to think you knew him pretty well by this point.

But there were still instances when he managed to surprise you with the smallest of gestures. It's usually something really sweet, surprise dates, very thoughtful gifts, unabashed flirting in front of everyone. That one time he brought Odi and dropped him in your lap, because you were crying and he panicked and didn't know what to do. That definitely stopped your crying alright.

But sometimes in ways that leave you concerned and anxious. This morning being one of those instances.

You had texted him to confirm the timing of the date. Usually he replied with a lot of emojis, lots of babe, sweetheart and darling, even totally unfit memes at times. But today the reply was an 'ok' and 'see you'. It wasn't like him. Even though you chalked it up to him just being busy or something, you couldn't help but worry.

Deep bass thrummed through the room, as you opened the door to the practice room. Most of the lights were turned off, and no one else was in the room except for your boyfriend sitting in the far corner. Slightly slouched, and his cap covering his face. He looked strangely small in the huge hall.

He looked up at you as walked across the room towards him. He smiled lightly, and your heart broke a little. He looked exhausted. And not just physically. That smile was not reaching his eyes at all.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize what time it is." Yeonjun said, taking off his cap and pushing his hair back.

"It's ok."

"Let's go then." He mumbled, pushing himself off the floor. He definitely didn't sound excited at all. Past habits were asking you to blame yourself. Maybe you had done something to make him mad, maybe he didn't like you as much as he used to. You hadn't met in a while. All your insecurities were asking you to shut your mouth and blame yourself and walk away.

But you know better now. It was better to just ask him. You got upset too, he didn't automatically assume it was because of him. And most of the time it wasn't because of him.

"Jjunie? Is everything okay?"

He stopped midway and turned around to face you.

"Yeah. Why?"

"You seem really down. And even your text back was, well ...not very you. Maybe I'm just reading into things way too much. But have i done something?"

His surprised face lightened his eyes. And he came closer to grab your hand.

"No. Of course not. You didn't do anything." He said hurriedly. He sounded sincere, and your mind relaxed a little. Take that, stupid insecurities.

"Then what is it?"

"...... I don't know." He clenched the cap in his hand. He didn't even sound frustrated, just exhausted. And it broke your heart. He wasn't anything if not lively.

"You know what, let's just grab some food, and get in the car and go on a long drive. You can talk if you feel like it, or we can just have a quiet pleasant ride and stuff our face with junk food. I'm sure you'll feel better either way."

He looked at you, and this time his smile was real.

_____________

The wind from the window brought conflict. On one hand, you loved the cold wind on your face, and in your hair. But on the other hand, you couldn't hear the music properly.

You looked at Yeonjun, his eyes were focused on the the road ahead, and his hands were on the steering wheel. He seemed content with the situation, so you didn't say anything and let the windows be down.

The road was getting emptier with every mile. This was their usual route for long drives. Far from the city, quiet and serene. The road was smooth and long.

It was on a drive like this when he had confessed to you. It was three days before his birthday, unfortunately you had to leave the city before his birthday for a family event. But you wanted to celebrate it before you left, it felt better to do it beforehand than later.

His face when you had brought out the mint chocolate cupcake with a small candle was better than anything he could've said. Atleast that's what you had thought. But five minutes after he blown out the candle, he had uttered the words you had been dreaming about for months now.

You remembered tears on your face, saying those words back, and then his lips on yours.

You smiled reminiscing the memory. Yeonjun hadn't said anything so far, except for a few light conversation about food and what the members had been upto. It didn't seem like he was going to talk about what was going on with him.

He seemed in a better mood now, so you tried to be just content with that. But then,

"Do you think I'm meant for this?"

You looked at him with furrowed brows. He turned to look at you, his face was unreadable.

"This idol life?" He continued, turning his eyes towards the road again.

"Yeonjun, you're like the perfect person for this." You almost laughed, his question was nothing else than absurd to you. He was beyond perfect in your eyes. The way he was on stage, his passion, his talent, his love for his fans and team, it was all mesmerizing. "You're amazing at this, very few people are as talented as you."

"Not that part. I mean, I still believe I can improve a lot more, but I think I'm actually kind of content with where I am right now. I mean.......emotionally and mentally."

Now, you had a inkling about what he meant. But you wanted him to let it all out, so you didn't say anything.

"Everything has been so great until now, the group is doing amazing, and everyone is healthy and happy. But -" He cut himself off, his grip on the steering wheel tightened, and then after a minute he stopped the car under a tree. The road was pretty much empty, they were almost neat the mountain side.

He took a deep breath, and you slipped your hand on his thigh, squeezing it, hoping to bring him even a slimmer of comfort.

".........Do you know about what happened with Insu?"

"The boyband member? He got in a scandal right?" You asked. It had been in the news lately, an idol had gotten in a bad scandal, you didn't exactly remember what had happened, but you remembered reading about it and thinking it was rather dumb the way people were reacting.

"Yeah. I don't think I ever told you, but I had trained with him for a, like, two months. And he was so sweet and nice. A little dumb but very sincere and strong -willed. I was so happy when he told me he was going to debut. And now........everything is just so messed up. He didn't even do anything, and - and not only him the whole group is just being dragged throught the mud. For no fucking reason!" He had grabbed his forehead, almost pulling on his hair. He slowly let go, trying to regulate his breath, and then leaned back into his seat.

"I saw him yesterday, and honestly.......he seemed fine. Not well, but still loads better than I thought he would've been."

"That's a good thing. These things don't have to forever matter. It will most likely blow over soon." You said.

"Yeah. But I also realized something. I don't think I could ever do that." He looked in your eyes, and there a strange sense of panic in them like you had never seen. He continued,

"If I mess up somehow, and the group has to suffer because of that, I could never be able handle that. I'm the oldest, I should be there strength and reassurance. Their rock, you know. But, somehow I feel like I'm the weakest. I hate feeling like this. Our new dance teacher scolded Huening yesterday, and he apologized and promised to do better and then just kind of shrugged it off, and was fine. Sungdeuk hyung scolded me once, and I was upset about it for like a month." He said, his voice incredulous as he said the last sentence.

"I look at everyone around me and they all just seem so much better at it than me. More mature somehow. I'm just scared, so scared that I'll do something stupid and ruin everything." Yeonjun had coiled in within himself. Every word seemed to weigh on him physically, making his body drop further in the seat.

"I know I'll fail them, I'll fail myself."

You had always wished you were one of those people who had a way with words, who always know the right thing to say and make everything feel okay. And you had never wished that more than now. The boy you loved so dearly was falling apart infront of you, and you were terrified to say the wrong thing. But you couldn't say quiet, he has always been there for you, in every way possible, and he wasn't a word savant either, but he always made things feel better, just by being there.

".........Jjunie, I can't promise that you will never make mistake and maybe mess things up. I don't know what will happen, no one does. But that's okay. I know you're worried that you care and think too much. But, that's one of the things I love about you." You took his warm hands in your smaller ones, and continued.

"I honestly think you are underestimating yourself. You trained for so long, you must've been scolded a thousand times. But you're still here. You just have to keep your heart and actions in the right place, and even if you do make a mistake, atleast you'll know, you haven't done anything wrong. And believe me, that'll pull you through most things."

He didn't say anything, but looked up at you and smiled. And for the second time in a single day, you're heart broke a little. Only this man. His smile this time, was the Yeonjun you knew. And you knew he'll be okay. And there was stupid sense of pride in yourself. That you could make him smile like this, that you could help him, even if just a little.

He leaned in closer, and kissed you. And damn it, his lips are perfect. And damn it, he also knew how to use them. By the time he pulled back, you weren't sure you remembered your own name.

"Thank you. Really. You make everything better so easily." You were pretty sure that's what he had said, your head slightly spinning.

"Yeah, mhmm."

He tilted his head, confused look on his face. Then he smirked.

"Aww, I'm sorry. I know I'm your greatest weakness, but damn, like you should have - ow!" You socked him in the shoulder.

"Just drive, you moron."

He snickered, and started the car. Holding your hand on the gear.

"You know you can tell me when you're worried and stressed about anything." You said.

"I know. I just - It's hard. I don't want to put it all on you, I wanna be able to deal with all this on my own." Yeonjun sighed.

"I get what you mean. I'm always here for you. I just want you to know that."

"I know. And, uh, samesies."

"Wow."

"You know what I mean."

"Yeah, I do. That's the strange part."

"That's why we are perfect."

[sourbinnie]

Hi omg I just came across ur page, I loved your recent it was so cute & now I’m dying for more comfort Hyunjin.

Can I request reader being on her period so she’s rlly irritable and then Hyunjin comes home saying he has a stomach ache and she thinks he’s just joking around so she just ignores him but then later realizes he’s being serious when he doesn’t eat dinner n feels sick so she feels bad and takes care of him.

title -> misinterpreted pair -> hyunjin x fem!reader genre -> hurt/comfort + fluff warnings -> mentions of periods + mentions of food + cursing a/n: yall i think im a sucker for hurt/comfort jinnie, thank you for you request! <3 it came out shorter than i expected but i still hope you like it ¡! :(

as if the day couldn't get more annoying, periods happen. ok, it's not like i had a lot on my plate but there's no worse sensation than your uterus kicking you like you deserve it. it was painful, annoying and overall made me feel like complete garbage. i carried through work like i could, continuing with my day like i wasn't suffering every step of the way. getting home was a task too but i managed through it and decided to throw myself on the bed, trying every single position to see if it would make the pain go away. 

i know i wasn't the easiest to deal with when i was like this but i was hoping hyunjin would understand. 

speaking of him, he was just about to come in through the door every minute now and the things that i usually get ready for him, are not there. like i said, i hope he understands that it's not my best day and he can get them on his own. i know practice must've been a lot and i truly wish he would take care of himself better.

"(y/n)?" i hear my name being called out and i don't even have the strength to get up. feels like the weight is pulling me down again. i manage to do so in a few tries but everything still spins and hurts around me. "missed you baby." he says when he sees me and gives me a hug which i have to retract because of the tightness of it all. he looks at me confused which i have to explain.

"i'm on my period and everything sucks right now." i say calmly but dying on the inside. "i'm sorry if i'm gonna be a bitch to you at any moment but right now i just need to rest."

"oh, that's okay i actually had like a stomach ache through the whole day so i get it." and i just sigh 'cause i knew he was messing with me. he always likes to do that and even with the confused look on his face, i wouldn't fall for it at all. i decided to not linger on it and go to our room to get my sweet sleep as much as i wanted to stay and cuddle with my boyfriend, i knew it would only bring pain and uncomfortability.

✉ ✉ ✉ 

getting up and being met by the moon in the night sky was not my plan all along. hyunjin was by my side, he didn't even try to cuddle with me which i thanked for but he looked a little odd. i couldn't place my finger on what it was but i had to get up and make dinner before it was too late. as i tried to concentrate in the cooking and not the pain (again), i tried to place my finger around what was going on with my boyfriend. 

could it be that things didn't go well today? but he didn't look mad or sad. he also didn't say anything about the boys (usually there's one or two comments about felix). maybe he was just tired and didn't need me on top of his business and i was just panicking over nothing.

"babe?" he asked, snapping me out of my thoughts and there was definitely something going on. he looked pale but at the same time it looked like he had a run a marathon with all the sweat and i was starting to see things better. "oh no, jagi i love your cooking but i think i'll pass today."

i placed the dinner on the table and i looked at him. he never passed on my cooking so something 100% was off today and what did i miss? as i got close to him i tried to repeat our conversation today. my hand went directly to his forehead and as everything started to make sense with him burning up, i said.

"fuck you weren't lying, you truly had a stomach ache." i felt like crying right then and there. even if i felt terrible, i still would do anything to take care of hyunjin. it hurt that i put myself first when he was hurting just as much as me. i didn't want to cry though, this was my chance to make it better unless he hated me at this very moment and didn't want me to do anything and-

"you're thinking too much and yes i did or i still do. i don't know, everything's kinda of spinning and i think i might have a fever." he said and i immediately sat him down as i looked for the termometer. thinking of every remedy and healing technique i went through my entire life as i came back and made him open his mouth. 

"i'm sorry jinnie. i should've been more careful and paid more attention to your words." i said and he wanted to say something but i stopped him. "nuh uh no moving! also i'm gonna tell the boys you're not going tomorrow." that's when he also wanted to protest but i took the termometer out and checked. 

"so? do i have a fever?" he said and i nodded as he responded with a sigh. "i can't miss practice when we're learning a new choreo though, babe you know how it is".

"but you also can't practice if you're basically running a fever and feeling dizzy, what if you pass out?" i said and i could see that he was seeing my point. "just let me text chan and then i'll have all the time in the world for you."

"but what if you get sick too?" he pouted and i just smiled because even in the sickness of it all, he still cared about me. he really was the sweetest guy i've ever met.

"if i get sick, i get sick baby, there's nothing bad about it plus i get to spend time with my favorite person." i said laying him on my lap as i messed with his hair and caressed his cheek.

he eventually fell asleep and i just couldn't stop looking at him. i decided to slowly get up without disturbing him, then i would call work and tell them that i would be taking the day off to spend it with my loved one 'cause it's what he deserved.

[brynhildr13]

About the GazettE.

TL;DR I had recent experiences that reinforce my belief that Reita REALLY is still with me and with all of us. Even if they can be easily explained as coincidental. Please if you want, share something that has been helpful to heal. Take care. Gazerock is not dead. Gazerock never dies.

Full post under cut.

I consider myself spiritual, but not really religious. But let me take you through my last few days, if you so care. Its important to me and I want to share this in hopes that the others in this Fandom know that I share the pain and want to spread my own love and solace and peaceful mourning.

I took an hour drive to my twin sister's to have our birthday hangout on Wednesday. I had the GazettE on plus other vkei groups on shuffle, but I kept skipping most of the other groups trying to find the GazettE songs. A few came on and even with the heavy and rock and headbanging songs I was just sobbing. To the point where I told myself, "you have to keep your eyes open. You need to watch the road." But the TEARS were plenty and heavy. I also started to judge myself a little. Wondering why I was SO emotional.

Then I had one of those intuitive downloads where like, you know it didn't come from your own brain and then after you hear it your mind expands. I don't know who's voice it was. I couldn't repeat it if I tried. But it said, quote "but feeling is healing."

And I lost it all over. Because I knew it was right and I needed to sit with the feelings. So I let myself cry as much as I could.

And then, To Dazzling Darkness came on.

My favorite song. Well, one of them. The whole Beautiful Deformity album is iconic, but that song specifically is one of my favorites BECAUSE of Reita's bass part. (Plus my twin sister, with her music degree, thinks the song is well written and can back up why and that means a lot to me that my sister who isn't the most into heavy metal or knows the group near as well as I do likes THEIR songs BECAUSE they're good).

And after that I laughed a little and wiped my eyes and said, "ok. I get it. It has to mean you're here right now. Thank you."

Maybe it came from Reita. I'd like to think so.

Had tons of fun with my sister. Come home. Worked Thursday. That night i shed a tear or two as i watched a few music videos in bed. And i just said outloud and in my head. "As long as he's okay. I'd like a sign that he's okay, please." And i fell asleep. Fast forward to today.

Today's our birthday. I planned to grab my free trenta from Starbies cuz $0 is the only amount I'll pay there unless I'm desperate. When I got to the screen in the drive thru, i meant to order 2 cake pops for my treat. Cuz fuck it. Im desperate. I'm a sad bitch and I want cake. It's my birthday. But I have anxiety and panicked and ended up asking for them at the drive thru window instead.

And they gave me the pops and I waited to hand them my card and after a few seconds she came back up and said, "oh don't worry about them today. No charge." Once I was sure they didn't want my money I thanked them profusely.

And I drove away. And I smiled from inside. Cuz I'd like to think that that was my sign he's okay. Maybe he pulled some strings to make me smile and to say, with that grin on his face, "don't worry about me. I'm here. I'll be here. Have a cake pop you sad bitch."

I meant it when I said before his spirit is here.. there's truly a feeling of the hole in my heart filling a little. I feel like emotionally and spiritually he's here in my peripheral stronger than ever before. Especially because I had become more of a backseat fan that would slink out of the woodwork when they had new content. My "obsession" (hyperfixation) died down a lot after saw them in 2016 and 2019, and I shared my gift of art and they shared their gift of music. But that love and adoration never ever left regardless of how often I talked about it and showed it. Or didn't. Cuz NO ONE else in my every day immediate circle knows anything about them.

Cuz here's the thing, and this is just me, too. I don't have any better way or words to string together to say this other than this way. I KNOW that they don't "know me". Like , I'm not missing the physical presence like they are. I didn't sit with him every day talking about all the most common shared passionate things we're doing, etc. Etc. So I can argue for myself that because of that the burden is likely to not be as heavy as any of theirs. But music and the arts connects hearts and minds beyond the physical. And for me listening to the music keeps him close, and I almost think that I can Feel him when I hear it. I can imagine him putting a hand on my shoulder (with his endearingly weird thumbs, they always made me giggle.)

Idk I think Im getting a little off track. Long story short, he was physically here with me when he was at the shows. When he wasn't he was still there, off across the world, doing his thing. and while I knew that like in an unconscious way, i never really sat with that to be like "what are they doing right this moment" or that i could energetically feel them all at any time, you know? And I remember getting upset with myself cuz my first coherent thought after I metaphorically picked my stomach off the ground after it fell out of my butt was "well, it HAS to be ok cuz the world's still gonna turn." And that felt horrible to say. And that's not fair to me or to anyone who needs time to process this. I mean, YA, I GUESS, it WILL. But once again. This WILL still hurt for a while. And that's okay. That doesn't mean i have to "get over" it right away either. Cuz once again. The physical loss isn't felt (yet) or as heavy as the bandmen will feel. But I will feel. And my feelings are my truth. And i can argue the band itself will have worse grieving till the sun dies, and that still doesn't mean my feelings are literally less than for my own personal experience. And thats okay.

But getting back to the point of this, thinking and believing Reita's making his way to us, I now just have this new vibration around me that I know is spiritual in nature and it is energizing the room, especially when I play their music. He's here.

I keep thinking about The Haunting of Hill House and Nell's words in the last episode. And I don't want that to ever fade. I'm determined to keep him strong in my heart and my mind. Just like ruki said he and the guys would.

Anyways, I hope yall are feeling as okay as you can. I hope this may touch someone and bring more healing. Free to share things in the comments if you want, too.

[elgascreamslikehell]

So. I'm not dead UNFORTUNATELY.

But I'm working on it.

Anywho, I'm pretty sure nobody remembers small story i write but i still write it, so as long as i missed so many days... I will try to get to my speed back. So here's a piece. (And yes, i rewrite like one third of this cause what the actual hell)

It's five AM and Eddie's still not home. Buck hates it. Also he hates that it's five AM and he's not sleeping but checking the time and starting to panic. He shouldn't. It's a totally normal situation, Buck is a firefighter himself, so he knows the drill. And that's totally fine Eddie couldn't call.  Maybe he should call Maddie? It won't be too strange? Actually, how does she manage this? Chim is also a firefighter and there's a chance he could…  That's so lame really they kissed once and somehow Buck got insane. It shouldn't be that way.  For example, Buck literally died on the shift. Well, not the best thing to think about right now but if something went wrong he'd be informed, right? Actually no. He's not a relative and basically he's nobody…like, legally speaking.  Ok. He can wait a little more, like ten more minutes and then..he can wait a little more and.. The door is opened - he catches the quiet squeak sound and eventually he's in the hallway already ‘Fuck… I kinda hope I can be quiet enough not to wake you up. Sorry…’ Buck loudly exhales feeling so much relieved he can't even describe ‘You're so late for dinner we have only maple syrup ready but if you give me like fifteen minutes I can warm up the lasagna and ‘... He hears Eddie's laughing.  ‘It's fine. Go back to bed. I'm not hungry I'm just exhausted’ ‘Coffee? Tea? Are you ok?’ ‘I am.. Buck, did you even sleep? Cause you look more exhausted than me and i have double shift and not so exciting travel through forbidden tunnel with a five years old’ ‘What? Why?’ Eddie smiles ‘Long story. Coffee would be great actually cause I'm not sure it makes sense to sleep before Chris is off to school anyway’ They need to talk, thinks Buck. They definitely need to talk and it could go both ways and it could be a big disaster and he needs to maybe think about it. He tried before he started panicking so now it's hard to recall his thoughts ‘Okay, I'll make some’ ‘You mean, Hildi will make some and hell i hate it when my kitchen appliances smarter than me’ Buck laughs, just can't help it ‘Didn’t you get used to it yet?’ ‘The one and only purpose of the coffee maker is to make coffee. Not checking the weather or giving some advice, so no, I didn't. It's your fault we even have it!’ ‘I know’ ‘So it should have gone with the special guy who can use it properly. You will do’ ‘I will... Wait, what?’ Eddie smiles: ‘We need to talk’. Hell how easier it would be if Buck can see his face now. Probably. On the other hand… no, maybe not. ‘Right. So… maybe coffee first?’ ‘No. I mean… well. There was a moment on this call I was pretty sure I won't get out. And I thought about…things’ What the hell, Eddie, thinks Buck but he says nothing giving Eddie opportunity to finish ‘And I thought… several years ago I had no choice just to survive because I have Chris and I can't leave him. Then.. then you showed up in our lives and I thought well, even if i die Chris won't be alone so it's going to be fine and..’ Buck exhales. Discussion takes unexpected turns, definitely ‘That's not..’, - Buck starts to argue but Eddie scoffs: ‘Today when i stuck in the basement of the warehouse full of explosives i thought that and.. actually, something changed’ ‘What?’ ‘Something connected to you’, - Buck can feel Eddie's smile, he always can feel it but now it just hits differently ‘You don't trust me with Chris anymore?’ ‘What? No, hell, of course no, I trust you with my life. I meant… fuck that's hard maybe you were right and we should have coffee first..’ ‘No, you started this already! So please finish’ ‘I just…oh hell. I broke up with Eric because I don't love him. And you asked how can I be so sure I won't fall in love with him eventually. So here's a deal, I can be sure because I already fell for you.’

Taglist cause i can recall I have one!

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[jekyll-doodles]

💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

^ for all of the human lords ! (if you have the energy to ofc :])

["It's just a quick check-in, really. To assess how you're doing lately. Sleeping alright?"]

SCP-035-A: More or less. Nothing new to really report there. I feel... alright. A little writing before bed has been helping.

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SCP-035-D: The ever looming future and eventual confrontation may worry me from time to time, but it no longer disrupts my rest.

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SCP-035-C: Relatively speaking, our situation has become more calm in recent days. I find myself sleeping more restfully because of it.

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SCP-035-B: I know why you called me here.

["Would you care to explain yourself, then?"]

SCP-035-B: I will try, if you will let me.

["The floor is your's."]

SCP-035-B: ... It began maybe two weeks ago. I first noticed it as I was getting ready for bed. My hand just... [sighs, looking over to the stationed guards.] I would demonstrate, but I'd rather not be shot today. Or at all, if possible.

["Why didn't you report these changes? We've made it very clear that--"]

SCP-035-B: I know, I know. My only answer is that I was afraid and panicked. Our lives have finally seemed to calm down once again, only for this to happen. So, I tried repressing it at first-- it hurt just as it did when- when I, I--

["SCP-035-B, remain calm."]

SCP-035-B: [gently places a hand on his chest, taking a few deep breaths.] ... The.. the masked lords... were always in so much pain when they started to fall apart. Did horrible things to stop it. [Looks back up at researcher.] I did not wish to harm anyone, but it hurt so much to keep ignoring it. When I couldn't take it anymore, I locked myself in my bathroom. I let myself unravel, and I... [subject breaths deeply and closes his eyes, suddenly calm.] It... it felt... different.

["...How so?"]

SCP-035-B: Lighter... Soothing. A peace of mind I hadn't known in a very long time... Since then, I have been practicing controlling it.

["Controlling it? You were fully "unraveled" in your sleep this morning."]

SCP-035-B: [opens eyes and smiles] And it was a wonderful sleep. Apart from my bed not being quite big enough for... all of me.

[ [pinches bridge of their nose] " All of--, ok. Hold on. The red lord isn't you, but the big red centaur thing is? Aren't you worried that it confirms you're not entirely human?"]

SCP-035-B: Look, let us both face reality: We already knew that. Normal humans can not go days without food or drink and not feel hunger or thrist. And they certainly do not possess the powers that my friends and I do. As much as it scared me to even consider before, I... I'm no longer the human I was. [Subject looks down at his hands, turning them over.] This... this human form is someone who died centuries ago.

["So... who are you now?"]

[--Interview Log Cut--]

[boredw69]

Only In His Office- Ch.4 Negan X Readert

Y/n is 19 year old Senior in high school who is particularly quiet but that's only because she always takes the time to write in her notebook filled with.. thoughts about someone imparticular, but its not who you expect it to be…

◇There is a age gap in this book so if you are not ok with that or if it makes you uncomfortable then you do not have to read, it's your choice.◇

Warnings: Age gap, Sexual themes, Cursing, (Bad writing :O, didnt proof read. Oop

Word Count: 1358

The next few days went on as normal, and it was Friday before I knew it. It was already mid day and I was in the gym sitting on the bleachers for the free period.

Try outs were after school today; and for once I had an ounce of positivity about it. Maybe getting out and playing a sport actively with help with my odd addiction to writing. 

The squeak of a shoe echoed across the gym floor. I looked up to see Negan approaching me.. Of course; I was naive to think he would be too busy planning tryouts to notice me in the corner of the bleachers. I folded up my notes and shifted to sit up a bit.

"Well; So obsessed you had to come visit me on your free period?" He smiled.

I choked out a small laugh. 

"Excited for tryouts?" He asked sitting down next to me.

"I suppose.."

He tilted his head trying to get a better look at my face. "She speaks." he let out a chuckle

"Psh.. Yea.." I mumbled.

I looked out over the gym, things had already been laid out for try outs. Small areas taped off on the floor, cones placed in different patterns, and oddly enough the hoops were lowered. Negan followed my eyes to the basketball hoops and cleared his throat.

"Makin' it easy for ya" smirking he looked back to me.

"Your joking right?" I stood from my seat and walked around the gym to the closest hoop. I looked up and laughed. This was too easy; So easy that someone who had never played could dunk it.

Negan stood now walking over to me and stretching his arm up to touch the rim. "Maybe your right" sarcasm was laced through his words. "Think we should give it a test run?" he looked down on me. 

I bit down on my lip thinking for a minute. I was at a small disadvantage.. But practice is practice. "sure".

Negan held back a smile as he nodded. Heading over to the ball rack he palmed a ball passing it between his two hands before chest passing it to me roughly.

I caught it with a huff. "ouch." I spat.

I began to dribble the ball practicing passing the ball on and off both hands.

Negan didn't seem to waste any time fucking around coming around to smack the ball out of my hands before I ran with it across the court. I slowed down at the hoop going in for a lay up.

The ball circled the rim before falling off into the net. I rebounded the ball and dribbled once before realizing he was already on top of me. Nowhere to go I simply held and defended the ball. I turned against him.

"shit." I whispered. 

"Yea." He leaned down against me whispering against my neck.

Still not pressed fully against him i panicked. What if someone saw us this close? This is dangerous; But being this close is nice. His chest was so close to my back, and I could feel one of his legs pressed onto me. 

Lost in my train of thought he grabbed the ball and held it over his head and shot it from across the court; it circled the rim and fell off the side. 

"Worth a shot." He said cockily.

I stood up normally, turning to face him, still weirdly close. He looked down smiling. 

My face got hot, and my body too. I was doing it again. 

"I should get back to studying" 

He huffed; "Studying? You mean writing away in that little notebook of yours?" He questioned.

My breath caught in my throat. "What- No. I have school work to do." I fumbled on my words.

He burst out laughing, "Yea, yea of course."

My expression flattened, unmoving, bored with the joke. I turned back and started to head towards my things.

"What'do ya say we go talk about try outs in my office?" He didn't follow me he just stood with a lean in the middle of the court.

I slowed in my pace trying to make out what he had just said. 

He began after the ball that was slowly wandering the court floor. Picking it up and dribbling it slowly back to the rack. As I picked up my things I turned back to face him. 

"Hell' Bring that book of yours.. Maybe we could brainstorm a new page for ya." He teased.

My heart skipped a beat and I began to feel.. Aroused? again.. I nodded unsure of where this was going.. But where ever it ends up I'm sure it will be worth taking chances.

I nodded simply, and with a smirk from him we walked back to his office.

He sat down in his chair and patted the desk; "Lay 'er out and we can get to brainstorming" He continued on.

I sat down in a chair just in front of his desk now digging in my backpack for the notebook. 

Not entirely sure why I was just simply doing what he asked I placed the book in front of me and he flipped it to a random page.

"Why don't you read it allowed.?" He leaned back in his chair.

My eyes trailed down looking at the book; Then slightly up now seeing the tint in his gray pants. 

No way this was happening. 

"I- Erm. I can't." I cleared my throat.

Negan shifted in his seat looking me over head to toe; "How come?"

"Its.. embarrassing."

He scoffed, "Hell yea it is." Leaning forward in his chair he looked at me eye level; "But from what I read." He paused, "You're into that."

My heart was racing. What do I even say..

My skin pricked uncomfortably from how hot I was getting. I crossed my legs trying to settle the excited feeling. I looked up as he pushed the book closer.

"His hand gripped around my throat stifling my breathing as his hips..-" I gulped, "Rutted into my ass.." stopping I looked up to him. He was watching me with hungry eyes.

He nodded signaling me to continue.

"The water from the shower ran over us both our skin beginning to redden from the water pressure."

Negan stopped me. "So detailed." He stood up making me settle into my seat as I followed his movements. "Where do you come up with these settings?" he asked.

"I'm not sure.. I just use my imagination I guess."

He slid in front of me, my sightlines just above his belt. He leaned down close to my face. I swallowed my saliva nervously as stared me down.

"What are you thinking right now? Hm.?" He whispered.

"I want to kiss you.." I say bluntly.

He stifled a smirk. "Yea.?" voice arrogant in tone.

Leaning closer I closed my eyes.

Our lips brushed against one another his beard poking at my chin and upper lip. I closed the gap moving closer to kiss him. 

 He kissed back leaning down further to grab behind my neck and guided me to stand up. My hands fell to his hips resting on his leather belt.

I could feel as his fingers laced into my hair, he gripped down hard pulling lightly at the roots. As we kissed my legs rubbed against each other yearning for any sort of friction. Slowly getting closer to him simply just wanting to feel more. My chest pressed against his ribs and He broke the kiss with a deep breath. I could feel him looking down to me as he groaned.

My heart fluttered; I suppose I never thought of him as a verbal man.

He grabbed at my shoulders slowly pulling me away from him; "Shit.."

I looked up trying to gauge his expression.

"We should probably slow down" He licked his lips huffing before going back behind his desk.

I grabbed my book awkwardly shoving it back into my backpack and heading towards the door.

I cleared my throat, "I'll see you at try outs".

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Tryouts went normal and everyone was sent home with a small pamphlet readying us for first practice dates and uniforms.

Sitting in the passenger seat of my dads truck I finished the paperwork, confirming my shoe, pants and shirt size. I signed the bottom and folded it up.

"How did it go?" My dad asked nonchalantly 

"I think it went good." I held back a giddy smile.

[firespirited]

Ladies, gentlemen and enbans,

Meet my beautiful new second hand cane!

I've been procrastinating about buying one for a while with various foldable or footed ones in wishlists and today... there it was. and while I can't use it much due to the shoulder pain, it's already helped me stand in place longer than possible without it.

Sis saw a Facebook post about an indoor garage sale for today, within my walking abilities *but* up the hill (we live on one side of a three side "bowl" of foothills so technically everything is pretty much up or down but this hill is like 12 degree incline in parts)

I said I'd consider this adventure if we could do a trial run. So we made the trek with the dogs. Lily remembered that she could run, a huge yellow lab gave her a massive rock she was carrying in her mouth, there were acorns everywhere and a nice lil bridge at sitting height for us to stop and rest.

So today, we set out in the rain, minus dogs, to the unknown just a house with stuff for sale : would it be stuff left from a move, a death, just decluttering, expensive fancy stuff, kids stuff?

We arrived early (turns out dogs sniffing around takes up an extra ten minutes) and watched as half a dozen cars pulled up, which is wild. People are never early round here! guess the antiquing folks like to be there as soon as the doors open.

Two middle aged ladies ushered us all into their yard and then into the teeny tiny house to three rooms divided by a staircase, none of it seemed to follow geometry. Two daughters selling their mother's various collections to make space: mugs, books, vinyls, paintings, cat sculptures, silverware and lots of fabric findings. She had been a seamstress. There were tins filled with buttons, I would have bought some but knew I had to carry it home.

One seemed a little panicked after running around setting things down in the yard so I helped with a frame and asked how she was doing with all this and we chit chatted for a while. From what I understand at least one of the daughters is living there on a higher floor, the cats don't need rehoming and one had to be forcibly removed from a comfy nest in the fabric stash just before everyone arrived. 😁 They're doing ok but the clutter was overwhelming and they hoped some of it might sell and be taken away, simply, without third parties or listings. Quite a few of the furniture pieces got claims within the 45 minutes we were there so I think they'll be fine.

I saw the cane in a set of three at the entry to the yard within 20 seconds and I knew it was the one, it carried me through the rest of the visit in any case. Didn't ask about other medical equipment (Medical buyback doesn't give you much and buying from the medical shops is expensive so it's advantageous to all parties. I got my wheelchair for double the buyback from a dude who didn't need it anymore and it was less than a third of the price). But I get the impression she was fairly able bodied with maybe a little help walking only.

There was no sewing machine in sight so either it's gone to the daughters or it was sold for a lot more than today's low priced bits and bobs. I was kinda hoping I might get to witness an antique Singer in the footpedal desk or the square looking 70s Singer in the case when I heard the word seamstress - granny used to have both when I was little.

Clothes, shoes and grooming items were all missing too. The ladies might not be at the point where they feel ready for that yet. Maybe they needed the clutter 'space' to be able to do a more personal sort out.

So quite the adventure. I didn't get the "shop overload" because the lights and sound were normal, items were in boxes with the price per item or to ask (understood to be under 10€) no confusing pricing between washing liquids per wash, per litre, per kilo and special offer (aka what's the catch). It was cramped but no people megastress either so that was manageable.

I did start thinking about what we leave behind on the way home. Did chat a little with sis about our most prized treasures and how they're imbued with value that no one else would know about by just looking at them. We both felt a little gloomy over that so switched to talking about the types of person we'd seen.

[hylianengineer]

Goddamn it, I have either triggered the Dairy-Allergy-Induced-Anxiety, or I am simply incapable of calming down after this chaotic day. Maybe both.

Also I keep hearing noises I really hope are fireworks... but who sets off fireworks on Halloween? Isn't that illegal? Which isn't to say people don't do it...

I'm really Not Over the sulfuric acid incident at work today. I'm physically completely unharmed but emotionally very shaken up. I've never had a real lab accident before that required reporting or medical advice or anything. This one might not have technically required it either, but the MSDS (material safety data sheet - records we keep on every chemical we use that hold safety and first aid information) said to get medical attention. So I called Poison Control. I'm not even sure why I decided that was the correct people to call - it was very much not an emergency situation since there were no visible injurjes, and who else knows about chemical exposure? Maybe the University EHS department, whose phone number is on the lab door, but really, I don't know who they are or what they do beyond picking up our haz waste. I'm told I made the right call but I feel really self concious about it - why did I call Poison Control, aren't they supposed to deal with small children putting weird things in their mouths, not lab techs with chemical spills? They seemed totally unphased though. And it worked out, they knew what to do, I didn't actually get hurt, I took all the precautions.

After I got off the phone with Poison Control - but before I knew for sure everything was ok, because apparently acid burns don't always develop immediately and they said they'd call me back in an hour - I went upstairs to the grad students' office hoping against hope my favorite PhD student would be there. For emotional support and to have someone around slightly more experienced in Lab Stuff than me. She was not there. However, the PI and a couple other people were having a meeting in the conference room across the hall, and noticed me, and asked if I needed something - I do not generally come to that part of the building. I told her the whole story, and she looked at my not-burn (it seemed completely normal) and told me I did all the right things and it seemed like everything would be fine and asked if I needed anything. Then I went back to the lab, panicked some more, and waited for the Poison Control people to call me back. Which they did 45 minutes late, but I guess they're busy and this was low priority. Fair.

I feel so... ugh. That I was never taught who you call about stuff like this. I know to run acid-affected skin under running water for fifteen minutes. (I even know WHY you're not supposed to neutralize an acid burn with a base: acid+base=water+HEAT.) I know - in theory - how safety showers and chemical spill kits work (I'm so glad I didn't have to test THOSE!). But as for who to call afterwards? It was always assumed someone who knew more than me would be around to handle it. I was the only person in the lab today, and I didn't even know there were other lab members in the building. If I needed help but it wasn't 911 levels of bad, what the hell was I supposed to do? Fucking improvise? If I could've left the lab I could've gone to the office where I know some people - but I was kinda trapped at the sink running my arm under water for a minimum of fifteen minutes. And what the hell do the office folks know about chemical spills anyways?

Is this what being an adult is always like? Constantly figuring things out alone even though you feel like there should be someone older and more experienced and more Trained For This Shit around to handle it?

We used to have a lab manager who I assumed would be around to help if anything like this ever happened. She left six months ago and I've been doing half her job ever since. I'm not trained for this. And on Friday I have to go back to work and keep doing shit I wasn't trained for - this time attempting to repair the ion chromatograph.

Part of me feels like I freaked out over nothing. One drop of acid on one inch of exposed skin. Part of me feels angry that I feel like that. It was fine. It WAS fine. But how was I supposed to know that? I just did what the best information I had at the time - the MSDS - told me to do. Kind of. In the only way I could figure out how to do it. I'm kind of starting to think the MSDS writers need to take a chill pill - I swear every time I end up really needing one, it says something really scary, I act accordingly, and then I feel like an idiot afterwards. (Long story.)

[inconmess]

A Day Out with the Aeormatons

Love Letters week... basically I am combining all the prompts into one fic because they all seem to end up into a crazy day setting for the bots 🙃 Set in a semi modern AU with the only thing that is modern is the tech. (I typed in an hour I am so sorry this is rushed!)

Protect | Dance | Lyrics | Bloom | Dream | Laugh | Freeday

"Letters! Stop staring at the fucking mirror and get on meeting your lover!" Ashton shouted in reply to the murmurs FCG had been making all day.

"But what if they don't like what I am wearing? Or what I got for them?"

"I am sure they would love anything you got for them. And would love it better if you didn't wear anything. You look absolutely stunning and don't you dare keep them waiting!"

"Alright, alright!" FCG zoomed past Ashton to the door and glanced back. "Will you pick me up if needed?"

Ashton just stared at the aeormaton in surprise. "You want me to pick you up?"

"Well... no? But what if-"

"There's your answer. Now get going? I am pretty sure you are expected to be there in... 15 minutes?"

"Oh gosh! Yeah! Ok Bye!" FCG rushed out of the door before poking their head back in. "Can you drop me off? We aren't meeting at FRIDA's home and the location is much farther than I expected?"

Honestly, they knew they were panicking unnecessarily but this was FRIDA! It has to be perfect and they had to be there on time!

Ashton sighed as they got off the couch. "Fine. Be downstairs. I will be there in a minute."

"And don't give out too much of the protective brother vibes!"

"I AM NOT a protective brother!" Ashton shouted back as he grabbed his bike keys.

"Thanks Ash!"

"Go have fun!"

FCG rushed up the stairs of the building, or tried to with the wheel as much as possible as they spotted FRIDA standing at the entrance. "Hey! Sorry I am late. I... kinda got lost?"

"Or was it just Ashton being protective?" FRIDA teased before smiling softly. "You look great!"

"You too! What are we doing today? You said we are playing Hooky but Ashton said that is only when we are bunking something we are supposed to do and I don't think we are bunking?"

"We are just going to do some... activities."

"Like?"

"It's a surprise!" FRIDA exclaimed as they dragged FCG into the building, buying two tickets on the way.

"What is this for?"

"Remember the time Orym mentioned that pottery and flowers workshop his friend was conducting and you were interested in? That is today."

"Really?"

"Yeah. And we get the whole tour. And learn to make flower crowns and paint pots. Or whatever clay thing we like!"

"Is it like a do-it-yourself thing!" FCG asked in excitement.

"Kind of, yes."

"Is it the bloomed flowers that make the crown better or the unbloomed ones? Or a mix of both?" FCG asked while working on their flower crown.

"I don't know. Maybe we can try both and see how it fits?"

"Can we paint one pot together and two vases separately?"

"Of course, love. Whatever you want."

As they stepped outside the building, a flower crown on their heads and tiny flower bracelets made out of buds in their hand, 3 painted vases in the kiln, the two lovers were beaming as they looked at each other.

"That was fun. What next?"

"We grab something to eat first and then Deanna suggested we hit the arcade? After which I was thinking we can head to the karaoke bar and maybe even have a dance or two because I really wanted to try that some time with you."

"Are you sure you want me for... a dance? I don't exactly have legs..."

"All the more better because you won't step onto any!" FRIDA beamed. "But if you don't want to go, that's totally fine."

"But you wanted to go!"

"Not if both of us can't enjoy it together."

"Don't stop yourself on my behalf."

"FCG," FRIDA took their hands and gripped them together. "Today was supposed to be a day the two of us enjoy together. No one is going to judge the other if we do anything wrong. We are going there to have fun and any mistakes, we can laugh it off. But if you don't want to go there, what's the point of me going there without you? It defeats the purpose, doesn't it? Today is for US to be happy. not just me, not just you."

"But you didn't really like the Bloom workshop?"

"I loved spending time with you there though, so it was worth it."

"Then I am going to the bar with you."

"You just said you didn't want to?"

"Yeah, But I get to see you enjoy and it will be worth it, just like you said." FCG said as they leaned in and pressed their faceplate against FRIDA's jawline, grinning at the shocked look on their face.

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"Do you know the lyrics of this song?" FRIDA yelled over the din of the chorus.

"A little, why?"

"Because I want to sing it with you!"

"What song is it?"

"Making my way!"

"Alright then, sign me up."

"And you are dancing with me on this one. No steps, no formalities, nothing."

"I can... try. But I only have a wheel..."

"Dance is about movement and being in the moment! Come on up Grass!"

FCG laughed as FRIDA tried to imitate one of the "popular" and "cool" steps and awkwardly flails at it before climbing onto the platform.

"This is fun!" they admitted after a while.

"What is?"

"Spending time with you like this. Never in my life did I dream of being at this stage in life, let alone with a partner in a bar, dancing of all thing. And now I get to experience all of this with you. So thank you."

"Thank you to you too. You literally make my day every single day and you... you saved me, Grass, and gave my life a purpose and you don't even know how much it means to me. I love you."

"I love you too."

[thelittlewriter]

Perfect Time

Pairing : Suna x Reader

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"So you're seeing him tonight ?"

"This afternoon," you rectified.

Nozomi had been teasing you every single day since she heard the news. It had been a little bit more than a week.

"It's gonna be our second date."

"You mean your second official date, right ?"

You frowned.

"I went to his game but it doesn't count as a date, right ?"

There was a silence.

"Did he never randomly show up like he used to ?"

Oh. Ever since you started to date, he never came to your place just because he wanted to. And he never stayed for the night like he used to. Staying for the night would probably mean something else now that you were dating and you hadn't even kissed yet.

"Well," Nozomi said when you stayed silent. "I guess couples have a different dynamic. That's good."

She seemed to choose her words very carefully.

"We're baking today."

You heard Nozomi laugh through the phone.

"You two are cute."

Cute. You thought you mostly looked awkward. You still had trouble to know how to act. Especially when he was close, just like when you were trying to bake. Ever since you got to his place for your date, he had been glued to you. Maybe the outside world would think of it as cute, but you were panicking.

He was close, so close. You could feel his warmth behind you while you were mixing the pastry. You felt his lips close to your ear as he whispered :

"Next time let's make something more difficult."

"You say 'let's' but I'm the only one doing it."

He hugged you from behind, making you let go of the whisk.

"I'm sorry," he whined with his face on your neck. "I just like looking at you doing things."

You shivered. The one thing that changed the most in your relationship was the impressive amount of times he would hug you or just touch you. You liked it... except that the two of you never kissed. You were still too shy to do so and it was as if it didn't interest him at all.

"Next time, we're making a strawberry shortcake. And by 'we', I mean 'you'."

You felt the vibrations of his laugh in your neck. Didn't he even know what he was doing ? Or was it on purpose ?

"Now move and let me put this into the oven."

You gently pushed him away and he complied.

"You're pretty when you cook," he said.

You decided to ignore him and stay focus as you slowly put the mix in the small cupcake pans.

"Not just when you cook. But you're cooking right now."

You didn't answer.

"After this, do you wanna be pretty watching a movie ?"

You couldn't help but laugh.

"Be pretty watching a movie ?" you repeated.

"Yeah. I know when all of this will be over, you'll go home but I don't want you to. What I mean is... do you wanna spend the night ?"

His voice was quiet now. You turned toward him. He was slightly blushed and was avoiding looking at you.

Cute.

"I don't have any clothes for work tomorrow..."

He turned to you and his eyes met yours.

"You know, before we started dating, you'd still be here almost everyday. So you still have clothes here."

It was true. You could stay here. You did before and you wanted to, so what was stopping you ?

"You can say no if you don't want to, it's fine."

You hesitated. Staying in his arms for a little longer was tempting. It was what you wanted. But it was still too soon.

"I really should get home after."

He nodded and smiled. If he was disappointed, he didn't show a thing.

"So what game do you wanna play to ? Not that it really matters, I'm gonna crush you."

You followed him out of the kitchen.

"I thought that we could go for a co-op game this time," you answered.

You took his hand and locked it with yours. He was warm. He was always warm.

"Ok," he said. "But I'm still gonna be the best."

You laughed at that. You probably were confident as you always won when the two of you played against each other. And you probably didn't know that he always let you win. You probably would be sulking if you knew. But seeing the way your face just lit up everytime you won, he couldn't help it. He never could.

It made him wonder when exactly he fell in love with you.

You were looking at him, with a huge smile on your face, gently holding his hand. It was perfect. You were perfect. Time passed quickly, almost too quickly and he didn't want to let you go home when it was finally time. You were clinging onto him, with your eyes closed. He wanted you to fall asleep here, in his arms, today and every day that would come. You were mumbling something in your half-sleep. Something about going home. He pretended not to hear. You weren't exactly trying to fight against sleepiness, after all. And you looked so comfortable.

Still, he respected your wish.

"Y/N," he whispered. "It's time to drive you home."

You hummed but still didn't move.

"You're right, I should go."

And yet, you said still. He closed his eyes, hoping you would stay but you stood up after a few minutes.

Too bad, he thought. Next time.

It was 9 pm when you finally got home. Your time with him felt too short and you almost regretted not staying. But it was too soon for you. You two didn't even kiss yet. Sometimes, you wondered. Did he not want to ? A part of you knew that he was taking it slow but still...

Wasn't that too slow ? You only gave each other a month. Or was it that he realized being friends with a lot more physical intimacy was better ?

You suddenly felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You picked up right away.

"Rin ?"

You were confused. Did you forget something there ?

"Are you home ?"

"Yeah..."

He didn't say anything more. After a few seconds of silence, you decided to ask :

"Is something wrong ?"

"Can I only call you when something is wrong ? Can't I just miss you ?"

You frowned.

"But I was at your place a few minutes ago."

"You're so clueless," he muttered under his breath.

Because you could say something, he cleared his throat and said :

"Then I'll let you sleep. Good night !"

He hung up. You smiled, looking at your phone. You wanted to see him too.

You (9:17 pm) : I miss you too ! Good night !

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Hey ! The new chapter is here ! We're almost reaching the end and I feel so happy to have gone this far ! I hope you liked this chapter and I'm sorry for being gone for so long, I lose track of time very easily... but I'll get better at at it, promise ! Have a great day !

[the-skull-breaker]

hey, guys, got another theory in mind !

am I the only one who's wondering what truly happened with the real Ashkore ? we know for sure that he disappeared but how ? and why ? does it have anything to do with the Blue Sacrifice ? did he run away because he refused to sacrifice himself ? or is there another reason... ? well guys, for my theory, first I'm going to tell you who I think Ashkore might have been : Valkyon's and Lance's father.

what are my evidences ? I don't really have any but I have two reasons why I think it might be the case. first of, it probably wasn't a coincidence that Lance choose this specific name for his alias, maybe Lance felt some kind of... familiarity with this name ? also Ashkore sound more of a fire dragon's name than an ice dragon's, and since we still don't know what was their father's name there's a chance it might be the case.

ok but what do I think truly happened ? why would he disappear just like that ? well I think it might be linked with the theory that the Blue Sacrifice never happened and was just a pretext to get rid of the dragons and the aengels, remember that we didn't see their final moments and that in ep 12 we learn another version of how Eldarya came to be. maybe Ashkore, and perhaps everyone else, felt something was wrong and managed to flee ? but how ? well I have a little scenario.

so picture this : every dragons are here, in the "sacrifice" room, waiting for the moment to come, but then something was off (don't really have any idea what but something went wrong), which gave everyone the doubt, then Fafnir got angry and command them to do what they're told (in my theory Fafnir is involved with the plan), so everyone starts panicking and tries to run away, as they are being killed one by one. Tia and Ashkore managed to flee and hide somewhere, however, Tia had an idea : as an ice dragon, she could freeze anyone so they can hibernate for multiple years (I know it doesn't work that way but let's say they can), so she does it to Ashkore so he could warn others when he would wake up, then goes back to face Fafnir and her demise. fast forward today, the guard manage to find Memoria and then the frozen Ashkore, they defreeze him with Lance's powers and are informed with what truly happened.

I know, it's a crazy theory, I never said it will happen, tho, and it's more likely it won't be the case, so take this with a grain of salt.

I would love to hear your thoughts, tho, so let me know what you think about this theory !

[alchemiclee]

little preview of the photoshoot I tried to do today. let's play~can you find the answer? who am I? 🎭

don't know if I got any good photos. I had to be the model and photographer because I don't have friends to do photography or cosplays with here. my camera remote didn't work so I had to run back and forth and pose within 10 second timer. it was exhausting. I also kept slipping in the mud and tripping on things because sparkles shoes have heels and i'm not used to it fbdbsjjjs it was also windy as hell. the wind blew over my camera and broke my tripod. luckily the camera survived and is fine 🫣 but I had to cut the shoot short. it was also so cold i lost the ability to use my fingers. sparkle isn't dressed for 4c/40f temps. so the photos could have all come put bad and I don't get to post any lmao. maybe i'll at least post a couple of selfies I took after camera went for a ride to the ground. but that will be later. after the shoot I walked down to the sakura festival, bought some art and stuff from the local artists there, and stood in line for food and bubble tea for 2 hours. they got very backed up and started running out of stuff and were very panicked, so not sure if they forgot the boba in my tea or they ran out....and i may have also gotten the wrong food. but thats ok. there were only 2 of them and they were trhujf their best to fufill like 50 orders.

i'm very pain and very exhausted and didnt bring my cane to support my wacky joints since my hands were full with camera and bags and stuff. AND i'm at work now. I just sat down to take a break and fell asleep for idk how long lmao. I can barely move but need to sweep and mop the floors 🫡 anyway, that was my day. how was yours?

also wish to one day have a group of cosplaying nerd friends to photograph for fun or at least a photographer friend to help me out 😆 this was rough