#this just came to me at 4:20am

[alliekitaguchi]

caleb widogast you are SO season 1 will graham coded

[fingertipsmp3]

The sims 2 is so funny because you can do everything right, you can make your sims study cooking and go to work on time and micromanage everybody so that they don’t die in stupid ways, and then the goddamn nanny burns your house down

[satoruhour]

IDK IF U WILL SEE THIS OR ANYTHING BUT! is it ok if i request smth small and it starts off with gojo and the reader having a lil bit of banter by text, and the reader then says “satoru ur so pretty u should start a kissing booth for easy money” (as a joke ofc) and he was like “good idea” and went offline, making the reader freak out for the rest of the day until they came back to their apartment….. and found satoru set up a whole kissing booth in their living room

a/n: this is so cute!!! ty for the request anon <3 in this megumi is under satoru’s and reader’s care, tsumiki never went into a coma, and you’re married too / 1.3k

you loved satoru’s compliance. when you tell him that he should never cook again as a joke, he listens with a wide grin and a face that’s burnt on one side, sweeping the hard charcoal pieces of pancake into a pan. when you tell him you have two left feet, he simply laughs and just plops you onto his own, making you look like a fool waddling around.

a lovesick fool.

you’re left smiling into open space until a notification cuts you out of your daze, smile twisting into a questionable expression as your husband sends a picture of him posing in front of some boba tea shop, a promotional banner stating get spanked by one of our staff and get a free cup of boba tea!

[9:17am, the strongest and handsomest and coolest husband 🩵]: bet i’ll do it

[9:18am, delivered]: satoru. now. youll do it even if i dont bet you???!!?!!?!! 

[9:18am, the strongest and handsomest and coolest husband 🩵]: hmm… compelling argument, i’m afraid you’re correct

a few minutes pass and you are confident it’s him asking for a spank with a blinding smile on his face, probably pointing to one of the male staff because i have a wife at home, y’know? she’s so pretty and hot-headed and hot and—

[9:20am, the strongest and handsomest and coolest husband 🩵]: photo attached

boba acquired 😈😈😈😈

[9:21am, the strongest and handsomest and coolest husband 🩵]: oh yeah, one of the staff called me pretty. was a guy btw. had to flash him one of my peace signs and i just know he swooned

the raise of your eyebrows returned, though you stifle a chuckle.

[9:21am, delivered]: he did not swoon i promise you

and another picture comes in, his face all up in the camera with a comical pout on his face and your laughter comes out more freely this time, basically hearing the looks you’re getting from the commuters in the subway, though your eyes are only focused on satoru, on the curvature of his lips and the peek of his baby blues behind the sunglasses you bought for him.

[9:22am, delivered]: joking. you’re so pretty, you know that right

years ago you would’ve told yourself that it’ll only fuel his ego, but that was long before gojo satoru had decided you were everything and more; where he values everything you say, where you’re all he worships. one compliment from you could shut him up forever.

[9:23am, delivered]: you should totally start a kissing booth for like …. $4 a kiss or something

it’ll be easy money ngl and then we can share the gains 

[9:23am, the strongest and handsomest and coolest husband 🩵]: woah… good idea baby. alright then!

and gojo satoru goes offline immediately, leaving you left out in the cold, confused and perplexed when the satoru??? where the hell did you go??? texts fail to be read. it’s not often he does it, usually sending you a plethora of hearts or some stupid ugly sticker before the conversation ends. on the way to the school, you’re continually texting him, too, looking way more distracted than you would like to be in front of the students.

“sensei? any reason why you keep checking your phone?” yuji asks after lunch in the classroom, both arms tucked under his head.

“hm?” you answer but your eyes are still glued to the screen, the taunting ‘last seen at 9:23am’ taunting you endlessly and megumi looks like he has half a mind to just blurt it out, but he thinks it’s worth seeing your reaction later as he takes one more look at his adoptive father’s updates, sending picture after picture of his progress and he keeps the device tucked under to avoid any suspicion.

[14:09pm, my terrible father figure i guess]: do NOT !!!! SEND THIS TO MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE . i wll literally humiliate you in training later if you do

megumi sighs.

[14:10pm delivered]: don’t you already? also stop texting me loser she’ll find out 

the raven-haired boy later is left to comfort you later when you’re holding onto the phone a little too tightly, and by then you’ve already gone through every possible thought. satoru dying, satoru meeting a curse that’s higher than a special grade, satoru on a rampage to kill the higher-ups, satoru—

“you’re going to die worrying about gojo-sensei like that.” and you roll your eyes, hand fishing around in your bag for the keys to your shared home while your eyes never leave megumi. it’s been like this for as long as you can remember: you being the voice of reason, megumi taking your rambles like he always has, gojo usually just laughs.

“yeah? well? how could i not?” you fumble with your keys and pick out the right one, putting it in the keyhole easily from the many times you’ve done it and you swing open the door, “not when he’s the strongest who has to take care of so many things without any rest! what if he got distracted and took down infinity? what if he—”

and sometimes you hated gojo’s compliance (you’re lying to yourself).

upon opening the door, the living room was full of cardboard boxes and cut out shapes, paint over the floor and on his jujutsu uniform, an all-knowing, but still stunning grin that you wanted to slap off of him. the chaos of the cardboard led to one thing: a small counter completed with a tip jar, his free cup of boba tea and a large sign that said kissing booth: $4 for a smooch!

and a smaller sentence is parenthesis, ‘free for my baby.’ the statement almost, almost gets you but you manage to ask him in a monotonous voice, “what are you doing, gojo satoru?”

“hi…?” megumi smiles secretly to himself before closing the door for you, putting the keys in your outstretched hand and it’s sort of the routine the three of you fall into everyday now. alas, with tsumiki staying in her university’s dorms, it was a little lonely for megumi, but the two of you were enough entertainment for him.

“well i was just listening to you!” gojo gestured to the whole place, which will probably be a pain to clean up, “who can blame my silly little brain for wanting to do a project to make my wife happy?”

you cross your arms in retaliation, but in all honestly, you wanted nothing but to greet the sorcerer with an embrace, something you’ve been meaning to do since your worrisome attitude from the morning. reluctantly, you frown while you make your way to the makeshift counter, immediately leaning forward before satoru puts a finger on your lips with a teasing smile.

“ah! four dollars please!”

bonus

“i was really worried, y’know,” the words are muffled from the way you’re buried in his neck that night, inhaling the scent that you missed all day. it’s summer in japan at the moment, but you find yourself craving his skin more than ever, a hand going up to brush through his stark white hair.

“’m sorry, baby,” satoru pulls away from you, as with you, sending you a small smile before pecking your forehead, “i promise to tell you what i’m up to from now on.”

you lean forward to close the gap, and all the kisses you exchanged earlier were definitely not enough. softly, your arms wrap around his shoulders while a leg goes over his body, gojo sounding out a little surprised hum at your eagerness. smiling into the kiss, satoru only plants more kisses to your nose, your lids, to your eyebrows and your chin, and another gentle one to your lips.

“even if it’s arts and crafts or maybe attempting to make you some strawberry tarts.”

you slap his chest lightly, a faux shocked expression filling your features, “i thought we agreed no more strongest sorcerer in the kitchen?”

“of course, sweet girl,” satoru lands one last deep kiss to show you truly the extent of his love. but even then, he knew it wasn’t enough, so he hoped, at least his words were, “i only ever listen to your voice —  none else matters.”

i love him

[storywriter12]

How do the react to you asking them to sleep with you?

Rick:When you asked him if you two could do it, he stopped eating to look at you 

(Rick)Are you sure ?I mean, we haven't done it before 

(You)Yes, I'm sure. I mean, we both love each other, right? He nodded sooo do you want to I mean, we can take it slow you said, and he stood up and kissed you on the lips 

(Rick)as slow as you want 

Daryl:you didn't know if to ask daryl it kind of never came up about your two sleeping together one day the group was playing games and Carol asked you of you and daryl ever DID IT.you looked at her and shook your head darul must of heard because later he asked you 

(Daryl) What were you talking to Carol about ?

(You)oh um she wanted to know if me and you did it. You looked at him, and he went quiet, so you carried on. I told her we haven't “do you want to do it?”you looked at himself in shock and nodded. Yes, he kissed you on your lips “we can “

Glenn:You and Glenn were in your tent having a hot make-out session. You pulled away from him and looked at him deeply in his eyes. Do you wanna have sex ?

Glenn:What..um …now? I can't. I'm going on a run with Rick  she laughed “no not now. I mean whenever “ Oh, I smiled, um yeah, I nodded OK she pulled me down for another kiss

Negan :it was a miserable day it was raining you wanted to stay in bed but instead you went to to and see your boyfriend negan you grab your coat and a car going to the sanctuary when he saw.you on the rain he was kind of annoying with you coming out in this weather but he was happy to see you he kissed you taking your coat off he walked you to his room and you both were cuddling on his big soft bed he started to kiss your neck softly and a shiver went down your spine you pulled away to look at him “let's sleep together “ you just said out loud a devilish smile came to his lips and he kissed  you softly 

Simon:You were walking around the sanctuary and you stopped.seeing Simon laughing and joking with Negan and Dwight, a smile reached your lips as you dreamy looked at your man.his eyes lit up with happiness his smile was so cute and cheery like the old world his eyes glanced at you and he smiled even more excusing himself and walking to where you were standing.he bent down and kissed.you,you of course kissed him back wrapping your arms around him he picked you up a little pulling away from the kiss he took your hand into his and walked.with you to his room were he made you a hot chocolate and you two just talked you were lying on his chest looking at him as he talked about his day he stopped to look at you and smiled “what's wrong?” He asked you to look at him 

(You)well, you know we've been together now for a while, and I was wondering if you wanted to …. Get to the next stage?

(Simon) ohhh…you mean ….sex ?she nodded and so did I we just stayed silent for a little bit I smile I think that's amazing idea 

Abraham:you guys were talking about stuff normal day to say thongs and then the subject got.on to sex somehow it was random but it 4:20am in the morning so you two were sleepy you two were cuddled in bed 

(You), so do you remember your first time?

(Abraham)mmm I groaned deeply and then spoke i was.about 17 years I had no idea about sex well I knew a few things you know what my dad told.me and sometimes at night time I would hear him do it with my mum but my first time was terrible I don't even.know how it happened i think the girl who I did it with we just got bored so we did and then never spoke about it after . What about you?

(You)my first time was at my exs house his mum and dad was go for a weekend so we did it and then after we acted like everything g was.normal we.were both 16 at the time and none of my friends did it so I was the first one out of them  I feel his head nod .I think it would but fun and nice if we had sex “what?” I looked at him in the darkness. I've been thinking about it for a while.now I couldn't really see his face, but I knew he was thinking of  joke, but he never said it 

(Abraham) I nodded OK yeah it will be fun 

Paul rovia “jesus”: you two both came to each other about it he was more nervous than you were you two were making dinner together you were chopping and you felt his arms wrapped around you and softly kissing your neck you moan a little he pulls back 

Do you wanna sleep together? He asked and you turned to him 

(You) I smiled… yeahh OK I kissed his lips softly and we continued making dinner 

Dwight:you didn't know how to approach him about it you didn't know how he would reacted you she him gathering supplies bringing them into the  sanctuary you told yourself that you will want till later to tell him as he didn't like to be interrupted at work so later came you were cuddling up to him.softly Dwight you called his name as he looked at you “yeah?” I've been thinking about us two having sex you said and he just looked at you in shock and then something came.to his face it was sadness he moved away from you and say at the end of the bed the last thing you wanted was to upset him you moved down to where he was linking your arm around his 

(You)I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you 

(Dwight)it's not you it's just .. when I was married to sherry I couldn't really satisfy her when she married negan I was cold about it for a bit we had an argument and she said I never satisfied her at all and that really hurt me what I'm trying to say is I haven't been with anyone else since her and of we did.it I would be wondering if I was any good . But I wanna do it with you it's just a big thing for me 

(You)you kissed him on his cheek  then we will take.it slow you said hugging him from behind 

King ezekie: you never thought about asking him to sleep with you but you did you said it out loud and he is now just staring at you in a shock expression on his face his eyes changed and he smiled he kissed you softly 

(King ezekiel) yes my queen 

Merle:you found him onw day talking to the governor when the governor walked away he saw you and hugged you kissing your lips you pulled away looking at him you smiled 

(You)Hay, can I ask you something?

(Merle) Of course, sugar, what's up?

(You)I think we should sleep together you said he looked at you and a smile came to his face quite a sexy smile he pulled you to him and kissed you which was a hotter kiss you took that as a yes 

Sorry, I took ages on this, guys. I've had a lot going on in my personal life, but this chapter is now up on here and I am going to put it on wattpad

[issybee06]

Because…

Part iii

Warnings: swearing, the council, violence, blood, poison, field surgery, scars, body image issues, Hatakes has dog teeth, flashbacks of every kind!, drinking

Eesome

(Adj.) pleasing to the eye

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“I don't want to go to the academy, Ka-chan.”

The tall woman sighed, pushing her short red hair out of her face as she dragged the little 5-year-old.

“Chibi-chan…I know you don't want to go, but you have to.”

The little girl puffed her cheeks, glaring forward, “it's gonna stink.”

The red-haired woman sighed, adjusting her yukata as she walked, “and remember, Kushina-san is going to pick you up because I have to return to the capital.”

The little girl frowned, fist-grabbing her dress skirt while she willed tears not to rise. The Academy was in view and she couldn't help but look down at her feet as they walked.

As the got to the entrance the woman smiled, raising a hand in greeting, “Sakumo-kun, hey!”

The white-haired man jumped a bit, startled by the red-haired woman's loud voice. When he saw who it was, he returned the smile and nervously waved back, “Risa-Hime, Kon'nichiwa.”

He looked down at the small girl, who ducked behind her mother's leg. She peaked out, studying the white-haired man with calculating eyes. Looking to his side, she was surprised to she a mini version of him but with a mask.

She furrowed her brows at him, and he glared back.

The man placed his hand on the little boy's head, ruffling his spiky hair.

“You remember Risa-Hime, right Kakashi?”

The woman laughed lightly, “Probably not…been a while since we've been away from the capital…”

She nudged the girl out, “(Y/n)…this is my very good friend Hatake Sakumo, and his son Kakashi. Sakumo and I were on the same Genin team.”

The girl cautiously came out from behind her mother, cheeks red as she bowed.

“Its very nice to meet you!”

Sakumo nervously laughed, “gosh, last time you brought her to the village she was just a baby.”

He smiled down at the girl, “it's very nice to meet you too, (Y/n)-hime.”

He nudged the boy, “Kakashi, why don't you and (Y/n)-hime walk to the classroom together?”

The boy frowned but nodded silently, and looked at the Girl.

“…lets go.”

She nodded with a light blush, following him as he walked through the gate.

The parents watched, Risa biting her thumb nail as she watched the little girl disappear.

Sakumo huffed with a smile, “…never thought we'd be parents.”

Risa snorted, “I was never going to be a parent, but you? You were always going to be a dad Sakumo, your too…”

He huffed, “too what?”

She smirked, “dog like.”

He pursed his lips, looking away, “…im not dog Like.”

She chuckled, her teeth still butting at her nail.

He looked over at her, frowning at her nail-biting, “I see you still have that habit.”

She narrowed her green eyes at him, and he chuckled.

“I do not, Baka…”

Opening my eyes, I groaned quietly. Inching my way to my alarm clock, I died a little inside when it read “7:20am”.

Great, only 4 hours of sleep.

I rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling as Saké jumped onto the bed to great me. He cried, pawing at me as he demanded to be let out of my tiny room so that he could get breakfast. He’ll probably bother Genma for it, Genma usually spoils the Ragdoll by feeding him egg scraps.

I sit up, scooting to the end of the bed before sliding on slippers. Looking down at my cloths, I make a face realizing I slept in my work pants. I kick the slippers off before shimming out of my pants, kicking them to the corner. I go to my draw, pulling out cotton shorts.

After getting redressed, I open my door and almost get tripped as Saké darts between my legs to trot down the hall.

“Fucking cat…”

I stumbled down the hall, accidentally bumping the corner as I entered the kitchen/living room area, and groaned. After living in this apartment for four years, you'd think I'd know how to avoid the corners.

I opened the fridge, grabbing the egg crate and the wet cat food. I placed the crate on the counter before grabbing a small bowl from the shelf and putting a spoonful of wet food in it. I placed it on the ground and huffed a laugh as Saké raced over to pig out.

Genma yawned as he walked out of his room, bare-chested. He scratched his head, squinting his eyes, “w…why the hell are you up?”

I clench my jaw, cracking an egg before putting into the pan.

“Meeting about that S-class poison. Forgot all bout it…”

Genma hums, walking over to rest his chin on my shoulder, “Eggs for me too?”

I smile, patting his cheek, “yeah, you too.”

A lot of people thought we were dating since we live together and are very close, but it was only because we found comfort in each other's company. I wouldn't say I'd never date Genma, but as years have gone by he's become like family to me.

He hummed, “how late will you be?”

Shrugging, I dish out two plates of eggs, purposely dropping a good size piece for Saké.

“Not too late, it's just a meeting.”

He nods, taking his plate to the table as begins to eat. I sit down across from him, blowing on my eggs before putting them in my mouth. Biting down, I felt a crunch and frown when I realized shells had gotten in. Extra protein I guess.

Saké, having finished the scrap I dropped for him, now was weaving his body around our legs and loudly begging for more. Genma giggled like a 5-year-old, dropping more for the Ragdoll. He really did spoil that cat.

I stood, emptying the rest of my eggs onto Genmas plate. “Im running late, clean up for me?”

He made a noise, egg in his mouth and I took it as a ‘yes’. I go down the hall To the bathroom, closing the door behind me and locking it.

I pulled my shirt off, then unhooked my bra with a sigh of contentment. I really needed a bra with a better wire, this one stabbed my armpits and didn't support me at all. I than shimmied out of my shorts and underwear, kicking it to the basket.

I then to the mirror, pulling my short hair into a bun. I frown slightly, eyes catching the long ugly scar going down my front.

Rin… did a good job, but she was mediocre at healing scars. I owe her my life, but I couldn't help the itching in the back of my head that told me that the scar made me…ugly. I, of course, know scars are not meant to be seen as ugly, but as marks that show I was still alive…but I still felt that ich.

Jumping into the shower, I scrub myself down from head to toe in lavender soap. It was calming, and coming from a clan that had animal…characteristics on my father's side, the smell wouldn't be too overpowering. I was also thinking of the Inuzuka that would be present, Inuzuka Tsume, and the silver Anbu that would be hiding in the rafters.

After cleaning, I jump out and towel-dry before walking across the hall to my room, getting a low and teasing whistle from Genma.

I walked back out, hitting Genma in the head with a scroll. I walk to the door, pulling my shinobi sandles on.

“sayonara.”

He grinned, “aw, no good bye kiss?”

He began to pucker his lips, making loud smooching sounds as he tried to grab me. I giggle, pushing his face away, “you wish.”

He gasps dramatically, “Oh dear Princess of Konoha! You wound me so!”

I roll my eyes, “Ittekimasu, Genma.”

He smiles, “Ittekimasu, (Y/n). Be safe out there.”

I smile, standing and opening the door, “I always am.”

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“…so as you can see, our research shows that the poison drives from Fungis. Now, if we can narrow down which one, we can create the necessary cure and/or antidote.”

I finish, placing my notes down as the rest of the visible people in the room nod, murmuring.

Tsume huff, “and you suggest that the Inuzukas find this mushroom, yes?”

I nod, “Hai. With your powerful sense of smell, this would be elementary level for you.”

Play her, paise her and she'll take the bait.

The older Kunoichi smirked, “hm, so the Chibi Hatake wasn't up for this?”

I bristle a bit, and Inoichi stands, “Anbu have more pressing missions, you however are free since you are just now come I G out of maternity leave.”

She huffed, “second one was harder to train then Hana, not my fault.”

I smiled, “so will you take the mission?”

She waved me off, and I frowned, “Yeah, yeah. I'll do it, just give me the sent so I can get this over with.”

Setsuko walks out, handing the wolfish woman a glass vial containing the poison. Tsume pops the cap open, and blue fumes waft out. She smifts the air around it, careful not to sniff the actual poison. With a shiver, she seals the Vail, “That's a strong smell, how do you work with this Senju-hime?”

My mouth goes into a straight line, and I don't respond. My father's Side was…a touchy subject.

She hums, handing the Vail back to Setsuko. She stands, and Inoichi and Ibiki stand as well, “Arigatō, Tsume-sama. This is very helpful for us.”

She scoffs, waving Inoicho off, “Call it a favor from an old friend.”

He smiles, and the crowfeet by his eyes become more apparent. He walks out with her, and Ibiki follows after. Setsuko and I begin to clear up the office room, gathering the extra poison vials and notes.

I look up, and I see that stupid dog mask smiling down at me as he crouches on a beam. Setsuko looks over, smiling, “ready?”

I roll My neck, “ah, not yet. I'm gonna hang back and read over the notes one more time. I'll catch up, kay?”

The younger girl blushes, nodding, “H-hai, Senju-hime. See you back at the lab.”

She leaves, slipping out the metal door and closing behind her.

“…shes cute.”

“Shes not your type.”

He jumps down, landing soundlessly onto the table, not even making a tube rattle.

“Maa, I wasn't talking about for me.”

“Shes Not my type either, she's 16.”

He huffs lighly, a laugh.

“16? And working in TI?”

I look boredly over at him, “look who's talking, Mr. “I joined Anbu at 13”.”

He leans back on his hands, crisscrossing his legs as he tilts his head playfully, “I was asked.”

I hum, crossing my arms, “still did it.”

He hums back, tilting his head to the other side, “saw what you did, with Tsume-sama. You played her.”

I scoff, “I did no such thing, honestly I'm appalled you'd even suggest I played a clan head.”

I was grinning, and I could tell he was too busy his his chakra warmed a bit.

I furrow my brows at him, “what?”

He gave a snort of a laugh, “your accent.”

I raise my brow, “accent?”

He raised a hand, gesturing to me, “When you talk for long enough, you say things in a snooty capital accent.”

I scoff, laughing as I shove him, “I do not have a snooty capital accent.”

He laughs, jumping off the table, “you do though! Ever since we were kids!”

I roll my eyes, opening the door as he follows After me.

“I don't have an accent…”

He huffed, walking with md to the lab, “It's gotten less noticeable since you first moved here, but it's there.”

I shake my head, opening the door to the lab and peaking in to make sure Setsuko east in there. Sighing, I open it more.

“It was a light accent when I got here! Barely noticeable.”

He scoffed, walking in as I shut the door. He sat down in my rolly chair, “it was so bad I couldn't understand you for two weeks, (Y/n).”

I shake my head, moving over next to him to place the vials back into their protective case. He leans back, watching me.

“It was not a bad accent...”

He chuckles, “no…it was cute, you used to get so frustrated when people picked on you for it. Never seen someone get so red.”

I scoff, looking down at the dog mask.

“Yeah? And was it cute when I punched Ebisu in the face because of it?”

“No, that was hilarious and I wish I had a video of it.”

I roll my eyes at Him, reading over my notes. Kakashi and I were close…we’d been closed since we first met, considering his close our parents were.

Sure…we didn't talk for a sold 2 years after the nine-tails, but now things started to feel normal…even if it was only when he had that stupid Dog mask on. When he didn't, he got quiet, barely speaking when he did talk, and couldn't hold any eye contact. Kskashi without inu…was the same Kakashi who lost his team and family.

But when he had that mask on, he was hiding that side of him. He was fearless, playful, and more open…

It was Inu, not Kakashi.

“Are you coming with all of us to Ichirakus?”

He shifted s bit, his chakra growing colder.

“Ah, no. I have a mission tonight, sorry.”

I frown a bit, concerned. He had been taking back-to-back missions more often, A and S class mostly. My eyes softened for him, understanding why.

It was his escape, however unhealthy it was, he needed the rush of a mission to keep him going. He craved it, like a drug, and no matter how many times he tries to quit he'd go back full force the next day.

The only way he was leaving the anbu was either being pulled…of death.

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“-AND I WON'T CRY FOR YOU! I WON'T CRUCIFY THE THINGS YOU DoOoO!”

I burst out laughing, leaning drunkenly on Genma as we all watch Gai sing off toon to music from the karaoke massine.

We left Ichiraku hours ago and had stumbled in here after Asuma challenged Gai to a singing competition, and I've got to say, Gsi sure did have some pipes.

Maybe the ciggerets were ruining peoples voices, because Asuma couldn't hold a note to save his life.

Kurenai and Asuma burst out laughing, falling out of their seat as Gai began to dance magic mike style to the music. Gai Really was the life of every party, always so bright and good.

I smiled softly, and I looked over at Genma. Smirking, I follow his eyes to the bar area.

“You should go talk to her.”

His face turned Scarlett, “w-what?! I can't do that!”

I roll mg eyes, “go on. I need the apartment to myself something, you know?”

He kissed my cheek, “thank you wing man.”

I smiled as I watched him go, noticing all my friends were getting tired. Asuma, who was less drunk than Kurenai pulled her up, “I'll walk her Home, you got Gai?”

I nod, smiling, “always.”

“-WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE! A YELLOW SUB-MUFF?!”

I groan, coving the tall mans mouth, “Gai, my love, I beg of you to shut up.”

He smiled lazily, resting his head on mine and we walked to his apartment, “but that song is sooooo youthful.”

I laugh, shaking my head at Him as I help him up the stairs.

“Keys, Gai.”

He clumsily hands them over, and I giggle down at the little turtle charm.

I help him in, steering him towards his room. I wince as I bumps into a corner, but he just giggles.

As soon as he hit his bed, he was out, and I moved his trash can over to his bed if he got sick.

Walking to his kitchen I filled a glass of water up, then went to his bathroom to dig up Advil for his ragging headache that was sure to come in the morning.

After double checking the windows, I close the door behind me. I walk down the stairs, wrapping my jacket closer to my body to protect myself from the cold.

I walked home, eyes on the snowy ground. I was sobering up, and couldn’t help but let my thoughts wonder to my silver headed friend.

He…really was in a hurry to die. Back to back A and S class missions weren’t healthy for any shinobi, especially one with Kakashis mind. It was too…broken, off center.

“I swear, I’m going to force him into therapy..” I mumble as I climb my stairs, opening my door.

I draw back, my sensitive nose filling with the smell of iron.

I draw my kunai out, holding it at the ready as I scan my living room. No one.

I move forward, sensing Chakra from the bathroom.

I silently pad towards the door, kunai up and ready to strike. I twist the knob, and walk in with my sharp canines bared and my kunai raise.

My eyes widen, and I drop the kunai.

“K-Kakashi?”

He looked over at me lazily, sitting in my tub as blood flowed out from his side. Saké, was next to him.

“W-what the fuck?! Why didn’t you go to the hospital?!”

I go to grab him, completely sober now, but he just snaps at me, baring his own canines at me and I only now come to realize both masks are gone.

“N-no. No hospital.” He glares, gasping air as he groans and hits his head on the back wall.

“F-fix me. I-I trust you.”

My eyes widen and I look absolutely terrified, “I-I can’t do medical ninjutsu! You know that!”

He grabs my hand, blood making stains on my skin. His mismatching eyes look at me half lidded, “I. trust. you.”

Then he passes out, slumped over himself and bleeding out in my tub. Of fucking course he does.

I groan, looking up as I will myself not to cry.

“You stupid asshole…”

[latriii]

𐄹 DEJA VU ? — y.jw x f!reader ★

| OO16. PEDDLE ME HOME

tuesday 8:20am — classroom 1-4

sato yn was 20 minutes early to class today. she had been coming to school late everyday before she got suspended so the school had to force her to arrive to school earlier than the rest of the students.

the girl had her head down, airpods stuffed in her ear as she listened to in the air by destin conrad.

being alone in class made yn think, she had no other choice but to replay memories. she never really had time to think to herself about her life, she was always the type to make memories and think about consequences later.

although she assumed riki was joking about jungwon liking her, she really wished it were true; all this arguing with minjeong wasn’t for no reason, she wanted to defend her name, but she also just wished jungwon had just met her normally and maybe they could’ve formed a proper relationship with each other.

if the girl was being honest with herself, she didn’t like how she was right now. her mom moved her to seoul to have a fresh start and better herself with the help of her cousin changmin. obviously she hasn’t changed but she does have more sympathy than before, her old self would’ve just not cared about how this would affect the people around her.

yn sucked in a breath, closing her eyes while the music just played in her ears. it was gloomy out, she wasn’t in the mood to interact, especially not after all the things that has gone down, she really felt like shit. being known as a ‘rebel party girl who jungwon cheated with’ was starting to get to her.

jungwon stepped inside the quiet classroom; he was always early, always alone, always just there to avoid all the stares he’s been getting recently. the boy was almost fully soaked from biking to school. his bangs stuck to his forehead, lips all red from sucking on them out of habit. it really wasn’t a good morning for him.

jungwon notices yn from afar, her head was down, airpods in, and asleep as she usually was. her hair fell perfectly around her face, she was gorgeous in jungwon’s eyes, she really had an affect on him without even doing much to grab his attention.

the constant reminders that jungwon might have feelings for her made the boy think every single night since the day she walked into their homeroom and introduced herself as ‘sato yn’ with a bright smile. and at this point, jungwon just accepted it, he had feelings for yn and he was going to confess.

not now though. not without knowing if sunghoon likes her or not.

jungwon walked over to his desk, sitting down right next to yn like he usually does. the boy didn’t want to wake yn up, she was peacefully asleep. instead, jungwon layed his head on his arms facing the girl— observing her features for the 100fh time.

time passed by and no one seemed to be walking into the classroom. jungwon tapped on his phone to check the time, ‘9:14am.’

thats weird, class started at 9:00 why isn’t anyone here..

confused, jungwon sat up and checked his emails just to find one that says, ‘school cancelled due to rainstorm.’ great.

jungwon was stuck, he didn’t want to wake up yn and tell her that there was no school and that she has to leave even though she came in early for the first time in a month.

jungwon sat there, not saying much, caught up in his own head. not realizing that the girl opened her eyes and was now staring at him with a puzzled expression.

“where’s everyone?” the girl asked silently, she yawned as she sat up, stretching her whole body.

jungwon turned his head to the voice. he was not expecting yn to wake up suddenly and to be staring at him with a cute confused expression?

jungwon was about to burst into a million pieces.

the boy opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. yn eyebrows furrowed, she was expecting him to be arrogant and speak without hesitation like he usually does, but he looked flustered, almost nervous.

“hello, earth to jungwon.” yn waved her hands in front of the boys face.

“oh, school was cancelled.”

“what.”

“i didn’t know either, i just checked my email.”

the girl tapped her phone just to see a bunch of notifications from her friends telling her school was cancelled.

“i don’t even know how im going to get home.” yn said, shutting off her phone.

jungwon thought for a moment, “i mean i have my bike. i could peddle you home.”

jungwon smirked before nudging the girl with his elbow. and hes back, the normal jungwon she knew.

the girl scoffed at him before snickering at his little joke.

“okay sure. peddle me home yang jungwon.”

m.list — prev next

| 𐄹 DEJA VU would be word that went though yn’s mind when she saw the class president at her new school. the uncanny resemblance YANG JUNGWON had with the guy SATO YN kissed at a party last weekend ran through the girls mind. but there was one problem, they were complete opposites. they aren’t same person, RIGHT ?

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[attourney-at-lycan]

jess’ biggest mistake in the mystreet franchise is how she shifted the funny silly goofy moments into suddenly there’s guns and aphmau is being called a whore in college

it’s so sudden, it comes out of nowhere and ruins the atmosphere and lore it had previously.

the best way i can describe this is travlyn in llp.

if you’ve watched or rewatched love love paradise you can see that katelyn learns that travis knew about dante and nicole, but didnt tell her. so she spends a while giving him the silent treatment.

you think, “oh lmao it’s just a funny bit of angry gf and desperate bf”. thats the tone it has. it doesn’t come off as genuinely realistic or serious. they’ve both done worse shit to each other and it was played off as a looney toons joke ffs

but then out of nowhere, travis yells (yelling is understatement but yknow, he gives a ‘stern talking to’) at katelyn and now it’s suddenly extremely serious and travis is about to break up with her.

idk abt you but that gave me absolute whiplash. i was not expecting it and it just.. seemed to out of place? for me, it was hard to tell if jess’ goal was for travis to blow up all along, or if she just wanted to last minute come up with an excuse as to why they’re not dating in lovers lane.

what im trying to say is, jess needs to learn how to shift the tone in her stories to keep things consistent. it was done horribly imo. and it fucked up the experience for a lot of her viewers. it became hard to enjoy when jess came up with serious plotlines, only to completely contradict them two seasons later.

there’s so much mainstream media that starts off as shit posty funny haha but slowly shift into a more serious and action filled plot. aka gravity falls or literally any other popular cartoon shows.

also i do want to say. where angels fall wasn’t bad.. honestly. if it was a standalone show, it’d be a pretty good show but because its not, because it’s intertwined with all these other plots and shows that jess didn’t even bother to patch up well, it just doesn’t do it any justice

(i hope i articulated my words as best i can at 4:20am)

[choiraugur]

For the soft asks - 9, 10, and 22?

9. what calms you down?

drawing, reading, or playing video games! and by drawing I don’t mean anything great or even cohesive. just putting ink, paint, graphite, or whatever else on paper can help me relax since im concentrating on the lines and the paint instead of on whats bothering me. if that doesn’t work I proceed to killing stuff on bloodborne though. three cheers for blood

10. What’s something you’re excited for?

can’t think of anything rn tbh my brain is blank… excited to go to sleep soon (4:20am rn)

22. What would you say to your future self?

“how’s it going?” I don’t really know.. maybe I would ask if we have any regrets? my current mindset renders me void of regret because I don’t find a point in dwelling on things (it hinders growth and also my peace of mind which is the most important thing to me). I should probably ask my future self if missing link ever came out after all actually. I got reminded of missing link earlier today

[orchideous-nox]

🕯️,🥤,🧃,🍄,🍬,❄️,🏜️,🍅,🐝 and 🎨 for the writers truth or dare ask game < 3

it's 12:20am lets see if I can get through these by 1am lets goooo oh my god this is so many okay

🕯️- on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

Like a 3, maybe a 4. The only part of editing I enjoy is that its the last step in the writing process and then I get to upload the fic, I just find it boring and lowkey stressful and 1 typo always makes it's way into the fic no matter what I do

🥤 - recommend an author or fanfic you love

okay I can't just keep saying Alex (but also yes I can, go check out heartnipnops on ao3) and I recently read "I adored you Madly, Extravagantly, Absurdly" by MiriamMT which I devoured like way too quickly so I'll go with that!

🧃 - share some personal lore you never posted about before

*gasp* KATIE LORE?! Okay eerrrmmm trying to think about what I have or haven't posted. I have a degree in Film Studies, I wrote my dissertation on representations of masculinity in Hollywood films of the 1990s with a focus on Robin Williams in Jumanji, Mrs Doubtfire and Good Will Hunting! That was a lot of fun to write and I can occasionally get pretentious about films from time to time. I am always down to talk films with people though

🍄 - share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

okay love this, I don't usually keep track of my hc's and don't want to revert back to my usual bottom barty and evan collects teeth bullshit.

It seems to have made it into my fics' canon that Barty’s phone screen is always smashed or cracked but I think Evan’s is pristine like he has a fucking bumper phone case incase he drops it, with a screen protector and if it gets the slightest scratch he gets frustrated and buys a new screen protector.

🍬 - post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

Again, I don't want to just say bottom Barty again but that is a hill I'll die on. I think a fair amount of my opinions are relatively popular, or at least aren't unpopular.

Okay so I came back to this and I have nothing. Scouse Barty. Not an opinion, I'm here for it though.

❄️ - what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best

i shouldn't say too much about this but my lovely friend who sent me this ask, Alex, has a future fic on his masterlist that we have discussed extensively of like a stalkery and murdery Rosekiller fic that I'm very obsessed with and he knows this and I'm very excited for it because its all I could want in a Rosekiller fic. This also makes it sound like I only have 1 friend because I just talk about Alex.......oh well

🏜️ - what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Oh my god Alex just ask me to suck your dick next time 😒 but seriously I love when people pick out quotes that they like or certain aspects of the fic such as loving the ship dynamic or my writing style.

🍅 - give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing

I withdraw the dick sucking joke, me and my inflated ego hate you.

I think there are times I need to learn to be more concise. I don't have to give a whole life story in a smut fic and some brevity might do me some good if I can learn how to say more in less words.

🐝 - tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

Oh my god seriously 🙄

Okay so my biggest support is @futurequibblerjournalist aka Alex who I have been continuously hyping up and roasting in the answers to the questions he asked me. He knows he's my biggest supporter and, like a wanker, wants me to inflate his ego.

I could say that Alex has correct opinions (because we share a lot of them) or that he's a great writer but I've already said that like twice in this post. But above all Alex is just one of the best people I know, over the last 5 months we've talked like every day extensively and on good days or bad days he has been a light for me like a sparkly fucking bitch I hate him and myself so much I'm going to throw up now brb

🎨 - link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

I'm resisting temptation to make this about Alex and his stupid fucking Cowboy Rosekiller art based on my Cowboy Rosekiller fic 🖕

Actually no, we're making this an Alex-fest because fuck you.

i love it. I love everything about it.

But I'm also going to include one that isn't from my fic

This art by @julesart04 revolutionised my love for Barty and inspired a movement for Barty’s whorish waist on my page

Okay it's 1:10am and I'm pretty sure Alex is about to declare me as a stalker and block me ✌️

[m00nie-m00]

Rush hour ☕️

Scaramouche x gn!reader coffee shop au, 800+ words TW: a male karen

- summary: in which you and Scaramouche are forced to work together to get through the rush hour of your parents co-owned coffee shop.

Writing this at 1:20am because i can't sleep and im bored <3

"HURRY UP Y/N!"

"WELL WHY DON'T YOU TRY PREPARING 4 DRINKS ON YOUR OWN"

You and scaramouche yelled at eachother as the coffee shop buzzed with chatter and the haunting sound of the door chime ringing everytime someone went in.

Scaramouche was in charge of taking orders meanwhile you had to rush around behind him to prepare it all as quick as you can.

It was his fault you both were here in the first place. He couldn't afford to behave himself for one day. It came to the point that your parents and his mutually decided to "teach you two a lesson" and lock you both in the cafe to run it together for a day.

If anything this lesson was teaching you that waiters and baristas dont get as much appreciation as they deserve and that scaramouche was an insufferable idiot with a cute smile and a pretty face.

"Order for margie, nadia, alice, blanche and dongsheng" you yelled out quickly in one breath, handing out the tray and giving the drinks to each one that approached the counter.

"We've been at this for 15 minutes when's it gonna end" You wiped the sweat off your forehead as you approached Scaramouche.

"How am I supposed to know? Here" he sighed in reply, handing you a paper with the written orders. You loudly groaned before getting back to work.

unfortunately, before you could even begin to prepare the first one a loud angry yell echoed through the store causing everyone to pause the chatter.

You turned your head around to see a middle aged man approach the counter with heavy footsteps. Slamming his fists against the counter as he demanded to talk to the one who prepared his drink.

You.

He was average height, skinny with a large stomach and wrinkles on his face. He had graying black hair and he wore a businessman suit. You'd say he's light-skinned but at that moment he was bright red.

"what seems to be the problem, sir" you kindly approached, offering a smile to hopefully lighten the atmosphere. Though you doubted that would work so you were mentally preparing yourself to be berated by the likes of him.

"you prepared my order wrong" he angrily stated, puffing out his chest. "I apologize, may I know what your order was?" I asked.

"you should know what it is! God aren't you so incompetent" He angrily exclaimed, waving his hands in the air.

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes. "my apologies sir but as you can see we currently are packed and it's hard to memorize everyone's exact orders." You explained.

He scoffed, "Giving me the attitude? people like you think you can talk back like that. you're growing too entitled."

you're too entitled. You thought in your head.

You opened your mouth to speak only to be interrupted by him. You just stood there dumbfounded as he began spewing out a mouthful of offensive words. You looked at Scaramouche who stood beside you, equally as shocked and annoyed as you were.

Looking at his face you watched as his eyes grew wide, he extended his arm out in front of you to push you to the side. Caught off guard, you stumbled backward. The sound of porcelain hitting the tiles filled your ears.

The guy tried to throw his empty mug at you.

"THAT'S ENOUGH" Scaramouche yelled, grabbing the guy by his collar and pulling him against the counter. The shop was quiet, all staring with wide eyes as the scene went down. Some began to leave unless things escalated even more.

The only thing you could focus on though was Scaramouche.

"I should've done this much sooner I really should've so listen closely you asshole. I don't care who you are, where you're from, or how important you are it does not give you the right to talk to anyone that way especially them. You lay a hand on them, talk to them that way or try to hurt them again and I will RUIN you. GOT THAT?!"

You've never seen him that angry. It gave you a weird feeling to see him that angry... over someone who tried to hurt you.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes and leaning your back against the counter. Your ears felt muffled as a swirl of emotions clouded your thoughts.

"hey hey, it's all okay" Scaramouche's voice was soft. He placed a hand on your back as he slowly guided you to sit on the floor, resting your back gently against the cabinets.

"I kicked everyone out, especially him he isn't allowed back here ever." Scaramouche scoffed as he sat by you.

You turned your head to the side to look at him and for once in the 10 years you two knew each other you appreciated him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, furrowing his brows. You didn't answer. You just continued to stare at him while he stared back at you. It was silent, a comfortable one.

There wasn't any frustration, hatred, or annoyance in your eyes or his. For once you both saw each other as a person.

And your gazes softened.

💌 : I had a fun time writing this maybe i should do it more hehe !

[dearfuturehusbandblog]

I Had A Moment

Dear Future Husband,

I've had a lot I've wanted to post here over the last few months but it's been too much, really, and a lot of the things I've wanted to say would come out sounding completely insensitive and that just wouldn't be appropriate for what everyone has been struggling with. I'm also slow at processing things properly, which I think I've made kind of clear in this blog in the past.

Regardless, I'll reiterate: I'm often too pragmatic, honestly to a fault.

Everything about the way I think and feel (or don't feel) is a direct symptom of the way I was raised, regardless of how in denial my parents are of the way they raised us.

I've been sleeping worse than normal for the last three months (it's literally 10:20am right now as I'm starting to write this and I still haven't slept since yesterday and I only slept about 3-4 hours yesterday, so you can probably see where this is going....) and I'm too tired to really explain myself thoroughly here right now, but I thought I should share this.

Since the war started in October I haven't felt much about it.

This is the whole insensitive thing I was talking about....

I'm a half a world away dealing with so many other things and b"H all the people I know in Israel are as safe as they can be during this insanity, so it's hard to relate to anything that's going on over there.

I've also never been much of an emotional person, so I've seen a lot of the footage and pictures and haven't had much of a reaction. Which is ridiculous, I know, and maybe one day when I'm not falling on my face I'll take time to go more in depth on what I mean, but today is not that day.

Anywho, when I was in Seminary in Israel a whole 15+ years ago, I started reciting the entire sefer tehillem during the week of Chanukah.

That lasted maybe four or five years, but I'm so slow at reading Hebrew that I would always procrastinate the days perakim and end up off schedule and it was too much pressure on myself to do something that nobody told me I had to do. So at some point I just stopped doing it.

But another "tradition" I started at the same time was doing a content "diet" and cutting out all non-kosher movies, tv, music, and books (except for bathroom reading) for the entire week of Chanukah. That is something I still do pretty much every year.

So during the rest of the year I listen to the radio or my non-Jewish music with the blutooth in my car, but during Chanukah it's only Jewish music.

Last Thursday night, the 8th night of Chanukah, I was listening to music in my car on the way to the supermarket to buy some things for Shabbos and the song L'man Achai by The Chevra came on.

I listened to it once, not having heard it in a long time, and sang along with it. The next song came on, but my mind was still on L'man Achai, so I put it on again, harmonizing with it. And then it sunk in as an earworm and I played it again.

And I had a moment.

It was on this third play that I actually listened to the words of the song. It's from two separate perakim of tehillem.

Leman achai v're'ai adabra na shalom bach Leman bes Hashem Elokeinu avaksha tov lach Hashem oz l'amo yiten, Hashem yivarech as amo ba'shalom

The first part is from Perek 122:

And the second is from Perek 29:

My translation skills aren't that good (hence the screenshots), so I was sitting in my car trying to suss out what exactly I was saying in the first part, but when I got to the second, I got completely choked up. Words just wouldn't come out right and tears did spring to my eyes. Although the tears didn't spill over, the knot in my throat took a while to dissipate and I stopped singing along with the song. All I could think about was how many people in Israel are wishing for peace and strength, and how many have picked themselves up after such a tragedy and are moving forward, not letting this keep them down at all.

And I thought about every galus we've been in. Every massacre of Jews for thousands of years because of feuds that run so deep in our history that even when they've been resolved by the people who started them, their children still carry that hatred in their hearts because they've been taught it's important, even when it's not their fight.

And the sarcastic and angry part of me was saying "Hashem gives us strength? He blesses us with peace? WHAT peace? WHAT strength???"

But the rest of me just felt the brokenness of it all.

I ended up playing the song several more times in a row, getting my voice back enough to yell out the lyrics, hoping if I could say them loud enough they'd permeate my soul and maybe I would feel something more than just that momentary strangle. That maybe just putting the words out into the world would be enough.

So after three months of playing the part of "it's so terrible, it's so sad" but not really feeling those emotions, something in my brain finally clicked. And I had that moment.

It's been a week and I've had the song on repeat in my head since then. It doesn't have the same impact on me as it did last Thursday in the car, but I keep thinking about it.

It's like the earworm of the century has burrowed into my brain and no matter what I do to distract myself the tune is always on the periphery of my thoughts.

Not that this whole situation hasn't been far from my mind every day anyway.... but now I have a small and constant reminder that I can have human feelings on occasion. It just sometimes takes three months for that moment.

-LivelyHeart

[lovelylukaaa]

Townie Makeover #3: Goth Family

The Goth Family was easily next on my list. They're too iconic to NOT include in my new save. It was pretty fun going back and studying up on all their lore for this one. I had NO idea that Bella Goth had died. Didn't keep it 100% lore accurate but I put my own twist on it.

I really loved @adelarsims version of Cassandra (being a huge paranormal fan and all) so I kinda adapted that and added to her story.

** MORTIMER **

Didn't change Mortimer much beside skin details and a new outfit. He was already fine to begin with.

** CASSANDRA **

Before

After

Full Body

** ALEXANDER **

Before

After

Full Body

The Goth family fell apart after the death of Bella Goth. Almost immediately Mortimer began dating Dina Calliente who needless to say, isn't exactly the best "step-mom".

After the occult war all of the living occults went into hiding, which lead humans to believe they went exitinct. But Cassandra never bought that one bit. Years after the occult war Bella Goth randomly went missing without a trace, only to turn up dead on a strange island called Lunar Lakes (an island across the world and far away from their home). How did she get all the way to Lunar Lakes? Why was there 0 evidence and a dead lead? Cassandra didn't believe any of it.

Cassandra dug deep into her family history, finding out even more shady stuff. For one, her great granfather had died due to a "magic bean incident" (whatever that means) and she also had a secret dead family member who was completely erased from the family tree named Lolita Goth.

Cassandra could only connect this all to one thing: the occult. They had to be involved in some way. Perhaps an alien came in and swooped her mother away or wiped the memories of everyone, erasing Lolita Goth's existence ot just something. In some way, the occult were involved. And to take it a step further, Cassandra believes that Calliente's are also involved. Perhaps they themeselves are occult?

I mean c'mon. Your mom's last seen at Don Lothario's house, she goes missing without a trace, the Callinete's move in the very next day, your dad starts dating one of them, reports come out saying your mother was spotted in a strange town looking lost and with possible amnies, she then turns up dead on a mysterious island, far away from home, Don Lothario then all of a sudden moves in with the Calliente's, it's somehow gotta all be connected there's no way it's not, right?

Cassandra has now made it her lifes goal to find out the truth about her family and the occult aswell. Cassandra even started her schools first, and only, ever occult club (she is however the only member of this club). Everyone thinks Cassandra is crazy for believing in this occult bullcrap, but Cassandra's 100% convinced occults are still real and alive and that they have something to do with her family, and she's already got one lead right in front of her. The Callientes.

If you want my honest opinion, I think the Callientes are secret aliens who kidnapped then killed Bella so they could get with Mortimer. Also I think Mortimer is involved in her death somehow in some way. Wish we had the answers to these questions. Damn you Sims 4 for not following the original timeline!

Funnily enough Cassandra is the main character of this family now that her mothers dead LOL. I have an idea for Mortimers story and once I get to the Calliente's, you'll see what it is :)

Sadly Alexander doesn't really have as expanded of a story that the rest of the family does. Maybe when he ages up i'll figure smth out.

This is my like, what, 9th Tumblr post today? Let me go to sleep it's 12:20am and I have school in the morning...

[now-we-say-c0ral]

July 2, 2023

I have to remind myself to set a more gentle alarm tone because my homepod is just the nightmare if I'm being totally honest.

Woke up at 6am today because Porcia, curses to her, booked our riffle and arrow slot at 9am. I was on my way to Kingston to meet up with them when Porcia reminded us that we should bring our IDs. I didn't bring anything but my phone and she reminded me if I had registered for this excursion to which I didn't. I just knew that I'll be fucked up today and won't be joining them but I had my hopes up.

We met at Starbucks around 8:20am and I ordered my usual matcha frappe. We talked about some stuff about one of our friends and to be really honest I don't think she'll rat us out. It's not even the benefit of the doubt but I just trust her so much that I wouldn't think of her being able to expose us out.

We took an Uber and headed to Richmond. When we got there, I asked one of the ladies if I could present a photograph of my passport to register and this guy came and said sorry because I couldn't. I completely understand to be honest because it's entirely my fault. I was so psyched and stoked to finally try the bow and arrow more than the rifle shooting but then I forgot my ID. Good going, Ian. I just sat there and played Unite the whole morning.

After, we went to Carluccio's at Richmond and had some carbonara. It was really good I'd go again if I ever end up in Richmond again. It's so nice to be able to see the girls and just talk like I wasn't even away. I love our relationship and I don't see this ever stopping. I'm loving how they're still trying to take care of what we have.

Got some stuff from Sainsbury's because Eddie will be cooking our lunch for later and after took the National Rail then the tube home. Got dressed and cycled to the gym and did biceps, triceps, shoulders, and some cardio. My triceps were really mad. I was planning to take a mirror selfie but there were just too many people. Why am I even shy I don't know.

Went home and played Pokemon Unite and some Diablo 4. Eddie's home now and he's cooking. I can't wait to see him downstairs and give him a hug. I also kind of went overboard with my online shopping. A bag from Stubble and Co and some clothes from Zara. I'm broque.

Today was such a lovely day even one thing didn't go as planned. Still so much to celebrate.

[maximuswolf]

Indies suffering from saturation

Indies suffering from saturation I spend way too much time playing video games. While I do play AAA games, most of my enjoyment comes from indies. There is just so many amazing ones and getting a solid 9/10 game for $10 that gives me 50 hours of good content is just great.It just incredible what solo devs and small dev teams can do. A lot of these games have incredible writing and gameplay and sometimes amazing innovation. The only thing these games typically lack is just graphics which for me even with a high end PC does not bother me personally.For example I’m currently playing the Silent Hill 2 remake (which I know isn’t a small indie) and so far it’s amazing but I couldn’t help but think back to Fear & Hunger 2. You compare these games side by side and Fear & Hunger kinda looks like a joke. But this $10 game made by one person gave me the same level of dread and butt clenching tenseness as I’m currently feeling in Silent Hill 2. The atmosphere is just as immersive and the writing and world building just as brilliant imo. (Fear & Hunger did also sell really well).So what’s the problem?I’ve noticed there are just so many indies out now of an incredible level but the sales are insanely low.Like I will play an indie and it will be incredible and after I look at reviews and they will all be extremely positive. I think yeah this game is going to hit it big.I check on the game a year later and it’s sold like 100 copies. Sure it’s a one dev indie but it still took them 4 years of fulltime work everyday to make and it only sold 100 copies.There are 100s of games like this. Like there is an actual over saturation of incredible indies.An incredible indie used to stand out but now it’s commonplace.You then couple that with the fact most people only game at a surface level and if it’s not popular they will never come across it.These same people I will also see complain about gaming being at a low point with nothing to play.These games are not even hard to find. Like Steams advanced search things can easily let you find games with incredible reviews within a niche.I just think it’s just interesting actually having so many incredible games, incredible no longer stands out.Like I remember when super meat boy came out, everyone was all over it and blown away by how amazing it is and that a small dev could make an indie blow up like this.Now something like Wooden Ocean comes out which imo is a masterpiece and no one has even heard of it.Kind of worries me it just won’t be sustainable for smaller devs to pour their heart and soul into these kind of games to see no sales and get outsold by generic game 47. So we will start seeing less games like this.I don’t know what the point of this ramble was. Submitted October 11, 2024 at 10:20AM by Dungeonvibes https://ift.tt/yJi7ADE via /r/gaming

[memo15g]

Clinic Day 4 (7/14) | Mary Ngo (UCSD)

Last day of clinic ahhh, I woke up late per usual. Truc and I came down to the breakfast room at around 6:20 for our 6:30am call time. I was going to eat just my rx bar, but one of the Vietnamese doctor volunteers (who I actually took photos for her and the rest of the Vietnamese volunteers from HCM with her the day before) lectured me to get at least a bánh mì with egg. Then, we left for clinic a bit late (per usual) but thankfully the school is really really really close. On the way there, I sat with Anh! As we got to clinic, I went to my scheduled area to do vitals! I got to take a loooot of people's blood glucose! It was also nice to work on my Vietnamese (and get humbled occasionally). I was with Cindy, Avery, Truc, Jaimie, and Clara! It was nice to experience Jaimie and Clara become trilingual kekeke. The Vietnamese volunteers also brought us all drinks of our choice (I chose coffee). I also did some translating when conversing with Cô Mười when we ran out of cholesterol test strips (and also experienced being endearly facepalmed onto my own face by her...) and helped to resolve for planning for vitals later! Then, around 10:20am, Chu Andy came asking for someone to fill in at dental, so I come over there! I then started assisting Dr. Tiana with cleaning/perio!

Above: Almost done with dental clean-up!

I was able to get a lot more perspective and understanding of practicing on a tooth and feel, as I had also had some guidance while assisting Dr. Aaron the day before! We did 2-3 cleanings before the crowd died down (happy early clinic ending!), and then proceeded to chat it up with 2 of the Vietnamese dentist volunteers. Dr. Tiana got their facebooks, they learned my Vietnamese name, I also got one of their facebooks, and just chatted about our experiences and stuff! I also learned I have a northern dialect... thats crazy!!! I also learned one of them graduated from the dental school one of my cousins currently attends! Then, we helped start packing stuff away and cleaning. Then, I ate lunch with Dylan, Addy, Danielle, Bao, and Anthony. The kanh and nuoc mam chicken was delicious... then I got to chat with Anthony (who unlocked more Mary lore), watched some volleyball, then headed back. We helped the HCM dental team pack their equipment and then parted ways! I also tried Vinamilk for the first time and was exactly like my dad said (yummier bc they leave their butter in the milk).

Then, we ended our day at clinic with one final photo with the remaining MEMO volunteers and local volunteers. After the clinic, I went to mass with Dr. Tiana, Truc, Thu, Bella, and Nicholas. I was surprised by how large and beautiful the church was in Sóc Trăng, as the one I typically go to in HCM is much, much smaller and simpler. Then, Khue, Truc, Thu, and I enjoyed a treat from Dr. Tiana as we saw the streets a bit and got massages. Khue's masseus was very nice and cracked our backs (including mine LOL) while calling us babies. We then got to the restaurant, where it started raining. My table had to grab our plates and start running to cover with it! It was quite funny to look like a server (PTSD for me...), and then we enjoyed a simple meal while hearing some lovely voices from the Vietnamese providers!

Above: Enjoying dinner after running from the rain

I was able to befriend 2 of the local providers and a young girl, and they are also sweet and silly. If I were lucky enough to get to come again next year, I hope to reunite. UCSD dance team (Julies, Michelle, Sammy, and I) had to dance once again, as well... and then we headed home for a good night of sleep before heading back to HCM!

[alexyssc13]

May 23 - Free Day

Woke up pretty early today because it's Universal Studios day! After I got ready, I went to the train station, since I needed to take the train from Kyoto to Osaka. At one of the train stations, I bought a melon pan for breakfast, but I was sad it didn't actually taste like melon. Overall, my travel time was about an hour and a half to 2 hours long. I'm so happy that I know how to navigate the train system by now because if I didn't, then I probably would've gotten lost with all the transfers I had to do. But anyways, I got to Universal around 9:20am. There was a lot of people already. I took some pictures and then entered the park. This was around the time when I realized that I left my charger at home and used up about 40% of my battery on the train. So I started conserving energy and took most of my pictures on the digital camera instead.

To be honest, I didn't really have a game plan coming into Universal, so I just started walking around. The first thing I ended up going to was the Detective Conan 4-D Live Show: Jewel Under the Starry Sky. I've never watched the anime, but I've heard of it before. I was tired in the beginning, but when the 4-D effects started to kick in, it made me wide awake. The part when the chairs dropped especially woke me up, like it scared me a bit haha. This 4-D show was like nothing I've ever seen before because they included real life actors. It was actually pretty cool, since the jewel and the magician would change from animation to real life or vice versa.

Next, I stumbled upon a Kuromi and My Melody concert. I just saw the stage and the crowd and headed towards it. When I got there, Kuromi and her band were singing and dancing. Then, My Melody came out and joined them. Finally, this guy dressed in white popped out and seemed to be Kuromi's crush...? It was interesting to watch, but overall I thought it was cute. I really wanted to buy some merch, but my frugal self couldn't do it.😔

So I walked some more and saw a pizza place. I realized I didn't eat that much in the morning, and it was about lunchtime so I went in.  It also reminded me of how I was starting to miss American food. Anyways, I ordered a Margherita pizza set, which came with fries and a drink.

After a long lunch break, I continued my journey. I passed by the Despicable Me area and the Jurassic Park area. I was upset because all of the Jurassic Park rides were not available and they looked so cool to ride. But once I passed up that area, I came across the signs that said I could sign up to enter the Super Nintendo World, which was the main reason why I wanted to go to Universal Studios Japan. Luckily, it was free to sign up so I got a slot for 5:40-6:40pm. So until then, I roamed some more and found more rides to go on.

One of the rides that I went on was the Jaws ride. I got through the line really fast as a single rider. The ride itself was pretty good. I liked the water splashes and how the boat driver had to plan the shots from her shotgun. There was a part that involved a lot of fire, and it was really cool to see that incorporated.

After Jaws, I walked around the kids area, thinking I would get a Snoopy souvenir for my boyfriend, but Universal merch is so expensive.☹️

Next ride was probably my favorite for the day. I went on Hollywood Dream: The Ride as a single rider. This ride actually had a backwards track as well, but I got sent to fill in space for the forwards track. It's basically like Hollywood Rip Ride Rockit from Universal Studios Florida because you can pick a song to listen to as you go through the ride. I chose the song called Osaka Lover by DREAMS COME TRUE. I really enjoyed this roller coaster ride! I liked it so much that I wanted to do the backdrop version, but the wait was so long.😭

Another really good ride was Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba XR Ride - Mugen Train Dream Riders. I also haven't seen this anime, but it was a fun ride, nonetheless. It took a while to get through the single rider line, but it was worth the wait. When you're strapped in, you wear VR goggles as you ride a roller coaster. It was such a cool and different experience for a ride. Afterwards, I made a Demon Slayer medallion for myself.

Some of the last things I did before going into Super Nintendo World included the My Hero Academia: The Real 4-D and exploring The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. I liked the 4-D show because I got to sit down again, but I thought the Detective Conan one was better and I've never seen My Hero Academia as well. The Harry Potter area was very similar to the one in Florida but smaller. I still liked roaming around though because it's been a while since I went to Florida's version of it. I wanted to ride the Flight of the Hippogriff ride, but I ran out of time. Instead, I drank some butter beer. I also got a Squirtle churro and did some shopping before getting to the Harry Potter area.

Finally, it was my time to enter Super Nintendo World. I was able to go on both the rides there before the park closed. The first was Yoshi's Adventure, which was a cute scenic ride. The second was Mario Kart: Koopa's Challenge. It was a driving ride where we wore glasses that allowed us to see graphics, such as enemies coming toward us, coins, power-ups, etc. At the end, I got 140 coins, which was the second highest in my group. Then, I left the park and went home.