#when school starts back up in the fall it will go back to 8:30 pm MST on Tuesdays Thursdays and Sundays

[chimeraeyes]

eyes are you still streaming Tuesdays? I keep forgetting to check 😭😭

Yes!

My summer schedule is Tuesdays and Thursdays! I try to stream at 8pm MST but sometimes delays happen! I'll try to post here when I go live so that people can see when I'm actually live!

[unforth]

I had a day off yesterday.

And I can already practically hear the assumptions that such a statement is prompting the reader to make. Those assumptions are wrong. I don't mean I didn't work. I did, for about 8 hours. That's not at all what I mean.

I mean my wife took the kids out at 9:30, spent the night with her mom, isn't back yet the next morning.

There are things I NEED people on this website to understand about parenting. And I've talked about it before, and I'll talk about it again, because honestly the way that Tumblr as a cohort talks about parents makes me sick. Multiple polls have shown that only about 2% of people on here are parents. We're a huge minority, and we're constantly talked over, ignored, or accused of being bad parents (like, personally, I have had people reply to my comments or come on to my posts and tell me I shouldn't have my kids). In my case, being a parent means I'm almost 41, I'm married to @ramblingandpie, and our children are inching up on being 8 and 6 years old.

My entire day, and therefore my entire life, revolves around them. I'm up most mornings at 5 AM, because that's the earliest they're "allowed" to wake up, and so my brain just defaults to being awake around then - better to wake up before them, at least then I get a few minutes in the morning. Between 5 and 7, I sit with them, do my social media, work on side blogs, study Chinese. Then it's helping them get ready for school, then my wife or I or both get them on the bus, and then I work until the last possible minute, which is either when I need to go pick them up for an after school activity or when I need to go down and meet them off the bus. My afternoons are after school activities, chores such as washing the dishes and cleaning up toys, talking with them, working with them, playing with them. Their bedtime starts at 7:40, and my son gets scared if I leave before he falls asleep so I sit with him until about 8:15. As soon as he's asleep, I go fall on my face, sleep as best I can, then wake up and do it again. Overnight, it's hard to sleep deeply, because about once a week someone will wake up in the middle of the night and need help. That could be as minimal as a hug or as complex as having to completely change the bedding on a bunk bed at 2 AM while also comforting a child who is afraid they'll be in trouble, or afraid they're sick, or afraid of their nightmare, or, or, or. Further, if a child is awake, there is always noise. I usually study Chinese with two or more competing sources of noise. I read the same way. My life is loud, and active, and consists of constant interruptions.

I adore my family, and I love my children, but this is terrible for me.

I do all of this as an neurodivergent introvert. My clinical depression is at least medicated, mostly because post-partum depression after I gave birth the first time nearly drove me to suicidal in under a week (we were expecting this and were prepared, fortunately, getting help was as simple as a phone call). The constant noise and interruptions and forced socialibility are about the worst combination of home-life I could be subjected to. I spend far too many early mornings just breathing deeply and gearing myself up to be subjected to the wall of Loud, Boisterous, Needing-My-Attention that is every minute when anyone else in the house is awake.

So what did my day off look like?

I helped get the kids ready to go and did some morning chores. I'd been up at 4:30 AM so I also had already social media'd and studied. Then, while my wife finished the preparations, I started work, and I worked from about 8 am to about 4 pm, straight. I didn't get hungry so didn't bother stopping for lunch. No one interrupted me, no one asked me to look at anything they'd built, no one broke my concentration, no sounds could be heard except those I'd chosen myself.

I'd been out the day before at a local shopping street and listened closely to the things the kids said they wanted, so at 4 I grabbed a couple orders I needed to ship for work and drove to our local downtown, dropped the orders in a post box, then went back to the shops and did some Christmas shopping in the 45 minutes or so before everything closed. I think I'm basically done with what we'll get them - other bigger things will be left to grand parents - so that's a load off, I literally had a stress dream earlier this week about it being 12/24 and having forgotten to do the shopping and having to go to (oh horrors) the mall on the day before Christmas. (Reminder: I'm a Jewish atheist. It's just virtually impossible not to Holiday in the Culturally Christian Hellscape that is the US. Also, my wife is Christian. So.) Found something cute for my wife, too, even tho I already know the main thing I'm getting her. Then, I realized - one of my favorite restaurants is on that block. So. I went there. I sat by myself at a table, only the indistinct restaurant hubbub around me. I read four or five chapters of my book, and ate a savory crepe, and drank lovely fruit tea, and got a scone to-go that I'll eat for lunch today. It was more than I probably should have spent on myself - about $25, including tip - but fuck it. I only get maybe a handful of days off all year, and I'm allowed to indulge a little.

Then I came home. There were no lights on. There was no noise. I had considered doing some more merch work while watching TV on the actual television (my kids are too young for subtitled shows, so usually if I want to watch My Shows I either have to do it on my computer when they're not around, or put them on and read all the subtitles aloud while trying to keep up and process the actual meaning of what I'm reading). But when I got back, the quiet and dark was so goddamn NICE that instead I curled up on the couch and read more of my book. I did that until bedtime - still about 8:15, because I'm exhausted. Then...I went to bed. And I slept long and deep, knowing that there was no chance I'd be interrupted and woken up, I didn't have to be, even in sleep, alert to every noise and possibility that I'd be needed.

I'm still exhausted and burned out, but even one night to myself felt really, really nice.

Saying "Tumblr does X" as a universal statement is doomed to failure, but generally speaking, the parenting posts I see on Tumblr, the ones with tens or hundreds of thousands of notes, speak what's apparently widely seen as a truism on here: that unless someone wants to spend 24/7 with their kids, to be 100% emotionally available at all times, is always kind and patient and perfect, they are a bad parent, maybe even abusive. I remember when covid started, there were multiple posts actively mocking the "oh god, my kids are now home all the time, how am I supposed to do this?" attitude that a lot of parents posted in despair. WhY dId YoU hAvE kIdS iF yOu DoN't WaNt To SpEnD tImE wItH tHeM?

Look at what my usual day looks like.

Look at what my day off looked like.

Do you really think I don't want to spend time with my kids? Do you really think I don't love my kids?

But I'm not a fucking MACHINE. I'm a PERSON. That's what people on Tumblr seem to forget. PARENTS ARE PEOPLE. The same tumblrinas who post ~uwu be kind to yourself rest if you need to, you should forgive yourself for that mistake you made~ will turn around, with zero sense of irony, and post "you're a bad parent if you ever raise your voice around a child."

Expecting parents to be perfect means expecting parents to be inhuman. It also means that a parent can't be poor (can't spend all your time being the perfect parent if you have to work multiple jobs or weird hours!), can't be introverted (can't be a perfect parent if you're not completely emotional available, god forbid socializing is exhausting for you), can't be on the ADHD or autism spectrum (what do you mean you forgot to get your kid to a doctor's appointment once? what do you mean over-stimulation can make you angry? how dare you get angry at a kid!), can't be depressed (gotta get out of bed every single day, gotta always be upbeat, patient, happy, or else that's Evil), can't be (like my wife) physically disabled (what do you mean your hands hurt too much to hold a child's hand? are you denying them touch?? CRUEL). And when the only answer you can offer to that is, "if you can't be that perfect you shouldn't be a parent," then you're saying people who aren't middle class to wealthy, people who aren't neurotypical, people who aren't physically able, shouldn't have children.

And honestly...what the fuck is your problem?

I'm not perfect. I tell my kids to just leave me alone sometimes. I raise my voice, especially when one of my kids starts punching the other, but also sometimes just cause I'm exhausted and Can't Anymore. I've forgotten an appointment by accident and felt like a total fucking idiot, and I've skipped an after school activity because I just wasn't up for taking them. I've served them more unbalanced, unhealthy meals than I can count. I've made many, many mistakes, but I've also done my best, and I love my kids, and I hope that when they grow up, they'll still love me even as they recognize that I wasn't perfect, just as I've come to accept my own parents' short-comings while still loving them very much. They're people, too, and the older I get, the more I understand where they were coming from.

When I fuck up, I apologize.

When they tell me they're unhappy with something I've done, I apologize, and I try to do better. Sometimes I even succeed.

This shit is hard, yo. And it's getting harder every year.

I'm BEGGING Tumblr: you need to start seeing parents as people. The way y'all talk about parenting on here is toxic, and genuinely harmful, and frankly exhausting. You have no idea what the reality of raising kids is like, and you need to shut the entire fuck up.

I had a day off yesterday.

I might get one more before the end of 2023.

I already can't wait. I am so, so, so tired. sigh

(if you actually read this whole rant and even a single word of it resonated for you, please reblog it. I'm tired of never seeing positive posts about parenting while I see negative ones with a bajillion notes.)

[tmntheadcanons]

Hi! 🖖🏻

Can I ask abt morning routine from tmnt 2003? It maybe fun,if Leo and Mikey are morning persons and Raph and Donny more like owls 🥲

or just Mikey is morning happy boy 😁

Thank you! 🍀

I'm so sorry this took so long! I was out of town for all of January and then I got swamped with school and work. But I love this prompt so much! In these head canons I'm assuming this is on average days where they aren't on late night patrols or anything. Just more casual days.

Leonardo:

Leo goes to bed (or at least falls asleep) late. But he is usually the first to get up in the morning.

I feel like Leo enjoys the quiet first thing in the morning. He likes to get up, make tea and just relax in the living room for like half an hour before anyone else gets up.

He might slip outside for a little bit and watch the sunrise while it's still quiet out.

Tea is his preference for a morning drink but he'll take coffee if he's really tired.

First thing in the morning Leo is usually pretty calm and relaxed. I feel like he might even be more sociable in the morning. Like if someone is up at the same time as him he'll suggest they go out and watch the sunrise together and hang out for a bit.

As a kid, the morning is when Leo got a lot of one on one time with Splinter. He and Splinter would be the first ones up, Splinter would make him tea and breakfast and they would talk. So mornings are kind of domestic and peaceful for Leo.

He wakes up around 6-7. Maybe even as early at 5 depending on how late he was up the previous night.

Raphael:

Usually wakes up to the sound of his family being loud.

If left to his own devices he would naturally wake up at around 10, but he's a light sleeper so he's up around the time Leo, Splinter and Mikey start making noise.

The first thing he does is go and eat breakfast. He just heads straight for whatever Mikey just made and if Mikey didn't make anything then it's cereal straight out of the box for Raph.

Raph isn't cranky in the morning he's actually pretty quiet. He just wanders into the kitchen, casually grunts to announce he is awake, eats his breakfast and lets his brain catch up with him.

Once he is awake enough he'll usually go and do a pre-training work out to get warmed up.

Wakes up at around 8:30-9.

Donatello:

He sets 10 different alarms and he might actually get out of bed at alarm #7.

He violently rolls over, slams his snooze button and goes right back to bed. The movement is so swift now the alarm will only go off for a second so it doesn't wake up the entire house (Not that it matters because he is probably the last on up anyway)

Doesn't even wipe the crust out of his eyes before he is checking his phone.

Donatello is actually the one who is cranky in the morning. If he is awoken before his alarm there will be bloodshed.

He won't be functional for at least 15 minutes right after he wakes up. He makes a beeline for the kitchen, gets coffee and just sits at the table and stares into his mug.

He gets up at 9:30 exactly because that's the latest splinter will let him sleep in for before he starts making comments about the importance of a balanced sleep schedule.

But the day after late night missions he will sleep until 1 pm no problem.

Michelangelo:

Mikey is naturally a morning person. Even when he is up late he rarely sleeps in past 9.

When Mikey was a kid, all the good cartoons were on first thing in the morning. Also Splinter let him watch tv before training so the earlier he was up, the more he could watch. So that trained Mikey to be up when the sun comes up

Mikey's mornings are slow and relaxing. He gets up, wanders down into the kitchen and starts making breakfast. He will throw on some coffee and he'll cook for everybody. Then when he is done he will grab a blanket, sit on the couch and watch cartoons while he eats breakfast. (He never grew out of loving a good morning cartoon)

His usual breakfasts are pancakes, scrambled eggs, waffles, french toast and bacon he likes something sweet in the morning.

Also I bet he puts a ton of cream and sugar in his coffee.

He's upbeat in the morning and he's probably pretty loud. His brothers will wake up to the sound of loud singing and dishes clanging in the kitchen.

On average he wakes up at around 7-8.

[sunnyvelvet]

Road Trip (Hayley Williams x fem!reader) (gxg)

A/N: Here is another old imagine of mine. Enjoy!

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We were going on a road trip tomorrow, we being you and Hayley. So, of course, she insists that we go to the store and by lots of junk food.

"Hayley, Chips Ahoy cookies are not junk food!" you yell down the aisle to her. "Yes, they are." Hayley insisted on as she walks towards me. "They are," Hayley said as she put them in our cart. "I don't think so, Hayley." She started to pout at you. She looked like a puppy wanting a treat and you couldn't say no to that. "Fine, you have won," I say in defeat as I walk down the aisle more. "Can we also get gummy bears, sour gummy worms, and a big Crunch bar," Hayley says knowing that it's more a statement than a question. "Yeah, Lee." You called her Lee you don't know why or when it started but you did. "What do you what?" Hayley asked as you continued to continued to walk down the aisle. "I don't know Lee we already have three kinds of Chip Ahoy cookies, gummy bears, sour gummy worms, a big Crunch bar, and sugar cookies from the bakery section. I think we're good." You insist but of course "No, (Y/N), you have to pick something for yourself. I'm not sharing my food." You just roll your eyes at her and look at the shelves. You saw a bag of Hershey's Cookie Layer Crunch. "Why not." You said and put that shit in the cart. "Are you satisfied?" Hayley just looks at you with a huge smile on her face shaking her head in the process. "So check out then," you said excitedly as we started to head that way. Hayley decided that she wanted to go through self-checkout. But when she couldn't get one of the ideas to scan she handed it to you in defeat. "Stupid machine." Is all you heard her mumble when she handed you the idea making you laugh. Getting stuff loaded into the car you drive the two of you home.

Later on that night you were in bed about to fall asleep when Hayley jumps on the bed yelling "We haven't made are special road trip playlist!" "Lee, it's 8 pm and we have to get up early to get on the road. Go to bed." You roll back over when you here "But we always have a road trip playlist." you can hear the sadness in her voice and you understood the sadness. Not having your special playlist would be weird. "Alright what of you got?" You ask as you sit up. "Jimmy Eat World's 'Sure and Center', The Cure's 'Doing the Unstuck', Mariah Carey's 'Fantasy.' What songs do you want?" Hayley asks. "Any songs you want I don't care" Your playlist were always massive you don't know why. They've been like that since High School. "Okay (Y/N) you can go to sleep now. I love you, baby." Hayley told me before she kissed you goodnight and got on her side of the bed. "Goodnight, I love you more Hayley." You said as you drifted off to your dreams.

It was early, 3:30 am to be exact. You were so tired but Hayley had seemed to be very energetic this morning. "Aren't you excited (Y/N)? This is our first road trip as a couple." Hayley stated. "Yeah, babe I'm excited. Just tied." Hayley looked at you sympathetically knowing you didn't sleep well some nights because of dreams. "You can sleep in the car for a little I promise. " Hayley said. You give her a hug then it's off to the car. Not long after Hayley starred driving you fell asleep.

You woke up to being parked at a gas station in some abnormally small town. You rub your eyes as you get out of the car. Walking in you assume Hayley is in the bathroom, you start to look around for some breakfast. There are Pop Tarts, small bowls of cereal, candy, and gum. "Pop Tarts it is," You say to yourself as walks up to you. "You're awake," She says with the most enthusiasm as one person can have. "Yeah, do you want anything?" You ask even though you know the answer. "No, I'm good," Hayley states as she looks around the station. You grab another pack of Pop Tarts for Hayley and head off. You had wanted to drive but Hayley wouldn't let you. As you had gotten on the road you had decided to open you Pop Tarts. "Can I have one?" Hayley asked. Knowing this would happen you opened her pack and gave her one. "Thank you." She said in a small and high pitched voice. It was so cute. After a while, you got to a red light and no one was around so you thought you would just have some fun. You lent to Hayley and stole a kiss from her. "Hey! I'm driving." Hayley insisted as she kissed back not too soon after. I turned into a mini make-out till a person honked at us. Hayley blushed as she drove forward but you beamed with pride that you got here so caught up with just one kiss. You placed your hand on her thigh and asked "Are you okay? Your blushing." Hayley just rolled her eyes at you. You decided to put on your road trip playlist. Hayley looked at you with a smile on her face. Fantasy by Mariah Carey came on. Hayley started to sing right then and there and there was no stopping her. "Oh, when you walk by every night talking sweet and looking fine I get kind of hectic inside Oh, baby, I'm so into you darling if you only knew all the things that flow through my mind" "Oh my god Hayley," I said laughing as she basically yelled the lyrics. "But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby, when I close my eyes you come and take me On and on and on, it's so deep in my daydreams But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby" Hayley continued to yell the song at the top of her lungs. "Lee the car is swerving please let me drive!" You pleaded with her. She accepted and let you drive. As Hayley kept yelling the lyrics to "Fantasy" You had gotten lost and had to head home.

Even though You and Hayley didn't get to your destination you still had fun. Your time with her in the car was the best and you definitely won't forget this trip.

[pikahlua]

I love how there are two instances that imply Bakugou actually sleeps in, but fanon has deemed him The Weirdo That Wakes Up Really Early.

There's that one scene where Bakugou was angrily brushing his teeth, his mom said: "Don't wake up at noon and start screaming!"

Plus, during his time with Endeavor's Agency, he was complaining about people who have too much energy in the morning (specifically Burnin')

And we also know he sleeps at 8:30 pm (atleast sometimes) like an old man

So, my questions are:

Is bakugou a morning person/he wakes up early but is certainly not a morning person/sleeps in until he absolutely has to be awake? Both canonically and in your opinion.

Does he always sleep as early as 8:30 pm or was it a one time thing? I haven't completely caught up to the manga yet (but I've seen the spoilers) but sleeping at 8:30 and waking at noon is too much sleep...ideally he'd be awake at about 5:30...

Kacchan is an uber self-disciplined gremlin but who knows.

Thanks ❤️

I think the answer is likely a lot more mundane than people seem to discuss. Katsuki slept in on a day off, which came right after a physically strenuous day (not to mention he got hit with Midnight's quirk that day too). And being grouchy when you wake up is a thing regardless of what time you rise (I can attest to this). We also know from season 1 he arrives at school before Izuku despite them coming from similar locations. Seems to me he is a grouch in the morning (shocker) but wakes up with enough time to get where he's going.

The question of what time he wakes up is far less baffling than that of what time he goes to sleep. He's a teenager, so he should be wired to fall asleep later. The fact that he can go to bed at the time he supposedly does and fall asleep and stay asleep through the night (we can only assume???) is the wild part. We see him fast asleep during the dorm room contest despite the early hour, and when the internship students get back from the Overhaul hideout raid, Shouto and Katsuki go to bed and someone (is it Sero?) comments that the early bedtime is not surprising for Katsuki but it is for Shouto. Given the time of year, I know the sun sets in that part of Japan pretty early in the day (at least compared to where I live), so that could be part of it. But still, even if Katsuki goes to sleep early to avoid being around people, he clearly sleeps.

[peacesmith]

power

noun

ii. the capacity or ability to direct or influence the behavior of others or the course of events.

SUMMARY — a mission to infiltrate a high school because of said rumors of a goblin like creature going around, guess you weren't supposed to get bit.

GENRE — uhm, action? a lil graphic, kay is in a lot of pain sorry, but some humor.

CHARACTERS — Kay Yamashita, Kendrick Scott, and Tyler Gene

CONTENT WARNING — kay eats a goblin (only as a monster though) some light cursing, kendrick cross-dressing, blood mention, kay being emo

NOTES — long ass chapter!! here's some canon content! just a small short story that gives kay some background, this was before buni joined team, not proof read

8:15 PM, May 20th.

This was not going how it was supposed to.

Kay was laying on the ground due to the goblin they were chasing. But instead of catching it they were bleeding out, severely.

Communicator was broken, possibly a couple of bones. They wondered how the hell does John Wick fall from buildings so high and yet still survive. Yet they had a severe concussion, and probably was gonna die in five minutes.

If the nosebleed wasn't bad enough.

They stare up into the night sky, still in their janitor uniform. A huge gash from the side in their stomach, that's where they were bit.

How did they get recruited anyways?

They had no powers, just stealthy. Useless is what they were, utterly useless. They'll be replaced by Tyler. Kendrick wouldn't care, and Saccharine would be running wild, releasing her cursed magic upon the world.

They close their eyes, thinking back to the start of this mission.

6:30 PM, May 20th.

Mayflower High school, one of the most prestigious High schools there is. And apparently, there's been reports of a demon going around the school terrorizing students. Causing them nightmares and trauma.

When Tyler got the call for it, he was reluctant to accept the job. But, it paid good money, and he wanted more alcohol. And food. He also needed to pay rent. So, he took it and told Kendrick and Kay. Giving them the details on the job and whatnot.

Kendrick was excited when he found out what it was about. Kay on the other hand wasn't. They wanted something simple, like bodyguard or walking a dog. Scared of screwing up the mission for not being able to fight. Yet they never expressed those concerns. Mostly because of Kendrick's teasing.

So they made a plan. They'll go at the school dance.

Kendrick would disguise himself as a highschooler, his job was to speak to students, make them feel welcome as he gets intel about the monster. Tyler would be a teacher as his job was to keep lookout for the monster, monitor everything. And Kay would be a janitor, blending in with the shadows as always while also keeping lookout.

Simple as that.

So they arrived at the school dressed in their respective outfits. Well, maybe not Kendrick.

See when he said highschooler, they assumed male. Instead, he was dressed as a female highschooler. Wearing a sparkly purple dress, with heels and make up that complimented his features. To top it off, he wore a afro. Surprisingly, he didn't stand out. And admittedly, he looks good as a female.

"What the hell Ken." Tyler says deadpanned, he had on reading glasses. Trying to get the professor look down. His hair was tied back as he abandoned his usual hat. Matching sweater vest and tie.

Kendrick purses his lips and crosses his arms, already giving him attitude. "You never said the specifics."

Kay on the other hand stays silent with the broom, their classic hunched over form as they listen to the two bicker back and forth. The place was starting to get crowded with the amount of people so Kay decided to head off into the nearby closet.

It didn't take long for the two to stop arguing as they both take their respective spots. Tyler by the drinks and Kendrick talking to students.

Kay had their head peeked out of the closet, looking around with a tired gaze. It was quite boring actually, with nothing to do. They sigh as they go back into the closet. Grabbing a mop and mindlessly sticking it in the bucket. Splashing water around a bit.

The sound of the water continued on for a moment before it was suddenly cut off by a noise. Looking around, their eyes got adjusted to the dark.

Power number #1: Night Vision. Kay had the ability to see in the dark like a gray wolf.

Kay stops what they were doing and stands still, trying to listen for the noise again. It's silent for a moment.

Silence.

Silence.

Maybe it was just their imagination.

They huff and continue their splashing until a small figure jumped out and onto their back.

Letting out a loud yelp, they struggle to get the thing off their back as they move around in the tiny closet. A burning sensation was felt as they could feel scratching onto their back. They struggle some more as they reach for their communicator.

Huh?

"Chikushô!" They exclaim. The communicator was missing! Now they couldn't contact Tyler or Kendrick. Growling, they angrily grabs the monster and slam it across the shelves, pinning it to the wall to get a good look.

...

It was a goblin, a literal goblin. This just made them angrier.

"You piece of shit! What the hell do you think you're doing." Kay grips the goblin's shoulders, but it didn't say anything back. All it did was aggressively bite back at them.

This was going to be a long night.

Kendrick was bored, extremely bored. He was starting to think they got ripped off. He sighs as sips his drink, not listening to the guy next to him. All he was doing was just talking his ear off about... hockey? Who fucking likes hockey. Of all things.

He sighs as he squishes the cup, aggressively shoving the cup in the random guy's hand as he walks away. He makes his way towards the table Tyler was at, putting his hand on his hip.

Tyler was too busy leaning on the table playing his stupid Gameboy (seriously, why does he still have that?). Kendrick nudges Tyler, only getting a grunt in response.

"Hey, we've been here for about an hour, why hasn't there been no sign of the demon yet." He looks over Tyler's shoulder to see what he was playing. Pacman.

The pink haired male shrugs before speaking. "I dunno... maybe it just didn't wanna fight anymore."

Kendrick glares as he groans in frustration. He hasn't heard from Kay at all, no whining, no backing out, nothing. He wonders what happened.

"What about Kay? Got anything from them?" He asks.

Another silent response from Tyler, only getting a shake of his head. But once he thinks about it, it makes him pause his game.

"Actually, that's weird. I haven't heard anything from them, maybe we should go investigate." He puts the Gameboy away and points to one side of the room.

"You check that side, I check the other, got it?" Kendrick nods and walks off, so does Tyler. Little did they know, the closet that was in the middle of the room was where a struggle was happening.

7:55 PM, Janitor's closet.

There was a spilled bucket and a few droplets of blood, some clothing pieces were ripped apart. But the two figures were nowhere to be found.

That's because Kay was too busy running away from the goblin. Out by the back of the school, Kay could be seen climbing up the side of the school. Which oh so conveniently had a latter.

They groan as the land on the top of the roof, blood spilling from their gash. They ignore it as they hear the sound of the goblin coming up.

Crawling away as they huff, letting out some gasps for air before getting cut off by a sudden pain in their leg. They turn to see the goblin digging its claws into their leg.

They don't scream, but their eyes proceed to water. Keeping quiet as they hold their breath.

Another pain jolts through them, this time, a scream was let loose.

The goblin's teeth was in the side of their stomach, they could feel some sort of liquid going through them as they struggle to be released from the goblin's grasp.

Finally finding the strength, they rip the goblin from their side and tosses it over the building, unknowingly being thrown with it.

8:15 PM, the night sky.

Kay close their eyes for some time, a ringing in their ears. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. At least they could die by themself, not surrounded, or crowded. Just with the stars.

Their body goes limp for a moment as the wounds begin to close up. Heart stops.

It's quiet, very quiet. Quiet until-

"Hey emo." They feel a kick on their chest.

It was Kendrick.

Kay sits up and looks at Kendrick with a glare before pausing. Looking over their body, the wounds were healed. Yet there was still scars. Dried blood over their body as they look back at Kendrick.

"Why were napping in the street? You got narcolepsy or something?" He kicks them again as they cough before standing up. He feels them grab his shoulders tightly as he looks at them.

"I think I just fucking died!" They yell, Kendrick was taken back. He looks at them confused before letting out a quiet chuckle. He pats their shoulder.

"Riight, anyways, come on, Tyler has been looking for you since you didn't respond. Where's your communicator?" Kendrick says while holding his hand out.

Kay smiles sheepishly and shrugs. "I may or may not have broken it."

He looks at them dumbfounded before sighing, rubbing his temple before shaking his head.

"Alright, whatever whatever. We got a monster to catch okay?" Kendrick grabs Kay's arm, and as soon as he was about to lead them inside, the goblin comes out of hiding to attack them.

Kendrick was about to form a shield to protect him when all of a sudden, a shadow like figure grabs the goblin and slams it into the ground.

Tall and quite literally dark, mysterious. Kendrick goes to see where Kay was only for them to not be found. He looks back at the creature. That familiar hunched form, it was Kay.

It was pitch black and goo-like, it had a somewhat shape like Kay. Although it looked as if it wasn't fully formed. It was dripping with goo, but he didn't want to touch it.

The creature, or Kay, opens it's mouth revealing it's enormous arrays of teeth before eating the goblin. Absolutely chowing down on it.

Kendrick covered his ears, not wanting to hear the brutal detail of the monster eating the goblin.

The creature finishes and slowly, the goo starts to disperse. Kay's body was being revealed once again. But the janitor suit was gone, all was left was their T-shirt and boxers. They were sweating as their eyes was closed. Perhaps they were sleep, he could tell by the quiet shudders they let of.

Their body is gently laid on the floor as Kendrick stands their in udder shock.

Tyler opens the door to the back and looks at Kay's body surrounded by leftover goblin blood. He looks at Kendrick before looking back at Kay.

"What the..." Was all he could muster up to say.

Kendrick shrugs before grabbing Kay's body. "We need to leave now." He looks at the body once more.

How could the most fearful member be so dangerous. The one who never took control.

Power, was what Kay wanted.

And power, was what they got.

[eclecticdee]

Murder at Grimmuald Place

Chapter 1 - Welcome Home Remus

murder mystery au! marauders

summary: remus lupin is a well known detective between both the uk and america, but the last place he expected to get a case was at grimmuald place: the location he was currently residing at.

word count: 1K

the damp air from the window made it feel thick in remus’s throat. the wind had a cold chill to it. the day itself was an anomaly in the typical spring weather he was acclimated to over the past couple years.

he had been abroad in america, going over the pond for a case that took five months to solve. after that, he stayed there to sightsee and take in some more work there. he found los angeles an interesting place, las vegas a bit of an eyesore, and new york a bit overrated, but nothing wrong with it. new york is where he found quite a bit of work after-all. after a while though, it all became undesirable as he missed his home.

but now the weather he grew up with gave him a cold “welcome home” hug. The rain started to pick up at the window of the guest bedroom he was staying at, being at grimmuald place with his dear friend sirius black. he closed the window before the rain could cause any damage.

he found it nice that he was welcome with open arms, but it didn’t come as a surprise. he and sirius had never stopped writing to each other when he stayed in america. they were a bit old school, enjoyed writing instead of the telecommunications everyone was now dependent on. even now, he sat at the guest room desk writing to himself, a journal he liked to keep up with. as he closed the journal's pages and put it away, he could hear music from downstairs.

sirius insisted on having a “welcome home party” for remus. although remus was reluctant, he eventually agreed. it would be nice to see all of his old friends together again. so downstairs, david bowie was playing from the record player. it was his favorite album, *the rise and fall of ziggy stardust*. it drew him downstairs, descending the steps in a hypnotic trance. he knew sirius was doing this to draw him out of his room, and sirius knew it would work.

he walked into the sitting room, fire lit and record player playing on. he smiled, his friends should be there soon. as he looked around the room, he turned to see sirius in the doorframe.

“are you just going to stand there and watch me or are you going to say hello?” remus questioned the dark haired man. sirius just chuckled and walked into the room.

“i have everything ready. everyone should be arriving soon. i just wanted to get you down here already. otherwise, it’d be a bit awkward. a party about you, without you.” he smirked a little.

“i’m surprised you even prepped anything.” remus rebutted.

“ha. i had to at least make the place presentable.” but remus knew, sirius would do anything for him.

it was 9 pm before everyone showed up. lily and james were the first to arrive at 7. marlene arrived shortly afterward. mary made a grand appearance at 7:30, the exact time of the party. peter was late at 8, and the person that surprised them the most was regulus black arriving at 8:56. sirius claimed that he didn’t want his brother to feel left out, as while remus was gone, sirius rekindled his relationship with his brother.

“remus, i’m just SO glad you’re back! we’ve missed you dearly.” mary exclaimed, a little intoxicated after only two drinks.

remus just chuckled, “it’s good to be back, to see all of you again.” he was feeling a little sentimental about it all, seeing all of his friend’s faces again.

“how’s the detective career going? i can only assume well since you went all the way to america without us! i wish me and lily would have visited, but business took me to italy instead.” james exclaimed. james was rich. filthy rich. he grew up rich, went to school, and became a huge business man. remus never really knew what james did, james never explained well enough for him to comprehend. and lily, well she was there along for the ride. she was quite humble with it though, whereas james unintentionally shows off.

“why yes actually, there’s quite an interesting crime scene in america.” remus responded.

“oh america… it’s the best place for show business! i’ve never been… but all the next biggest movie stars are there!” mary dreamily said. it was quite a given she wanted to be famous. she had stared in some movies, but nothing massive.

marlene was silent during all of this conversation, but it wasn’t as if she was uncomfortable, she was taking it all in. marlene likes to spread word about people, even if it isn’t fully true. and in circumstances like these, it’s not rare to find her analyzing the conversation into what she was going to twist up into some fun this time.

peter was mainly drinking. he was listening, added an occasional comment, but mostly drank.

regulus was in the corner, feeling a bit awkward, but trying his best to fit in with the crowd. His face was unreadable though, no one could really guess how he was feeling. if someone asked, he would dismiss it. if someone tried to add him to the conversation, he would ignore it.

and so remus went on about his adventures in america, the mysterious crimes he had helped solve. he couldn’t help but notice sirius’s engagement with his stories. sirius was entranced, hanging onto ever word and eager to hear the resolution. it was charming, remus thought to himself.

after everyone caught up with each other, everyone seemed to disperse. sirius and regulus were talking by the fire. james stepped out to take a business call, while lily stayed back to chat with mary and marlene. peter was walking into the kitchen to refill his glass of water and remus ran upstairs to grab a different vinyl. it took him a couple minutes of searching, digging through sirius’s large collection of vinyl he’s collected over the years. but as he walked downstairs, a near 15 minutes later, he hear mary scream. he was shocked, froze for a few seconds before running downstairs. everyone was in the kitchen, and peter?

he was dead on the floor before he could even fill his glass of water.

[scoups4lyfe]

Journal Entries of Bipolar sh*t compiled to Show the Mind of Someone with BP:

[Entries from my mood journals:] 

TW: Mental Health

These entries are personal, I wrote them as I was going through whatever I end up writing about, I took out any personal details so it reads like ANON.

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Energy Levels: 

July 15th 2020: 

Questionable levels of energy. Went to bed at 9am and woke up at 6pm. Just really tired, I feel just,,,, exhausted in an empty almost depressive kind of way. Could a depressive episode be looming on the horizon? Conversely, however, my energy has been pretty high the last three-four days at least. I’ve been somewhat motivated, getting work done, and also having major problems with insomnia that really kind of came out of nowhere. That’s why I couldn’t fall asleep until 9am last night. (Though my time blindness when doing things I enjoy certainly doesn’t help.)

July 16th 2020: 

(went to bed at 9am, awoke at 7pm)

Another feeling of low energy. I’d rate it about 3.5/10 (5 being normal.) Mood wise, I'm in a rather neutral mood, though I’m starting to worry that it’s getting more and more apathetic. (Especially when I’m dehydrated.) 

Executive dysfunction is rearing its ugly head. It’s hard for me to do things, I kinda want to curl into a ball and do nothing for great periods of time. I find it hard to really be motivated or to make myself WANT to look nice when I see my friend tomorrow. It’s actually kind of worrying, but my overall mood (as I said) is still pretty neutral. 

July 17th, 2020: A solid 3/10 

(Bed @ 7/8-ish am. Woke at 1:09pm to go to a friend’s.) 

I just feel tired and kinda zen, not gonna lie. Like relaxed and ready to slip into unconsciousness at any moment. Not necessarily as apathetic as yesterday, but that could be because I am around my good friend, and being around my good friends makes me happy, distracted, and more energized, even with barely any sleep.

July 18th 2020: 

Bed time:  Close to 11:30 pm Wake Up: Close to 9am. (Like 8:40 am or something) 

A solid 2.2/10 

I’ve had low energy for a bit now and I know it’s starting to roll into my apathetic depressions. Today [friend] wanted me to go to the gym/pool with [them] and I was REALLY not feeling it, but [they] were  gungho for it and were talking about it like it was already going to be a done-deal. This kinda soured me because I really do not want to move around much when I’m like this and I ESPECIALLY did not want to go to the pool—  I knew I’d be the only one in the pool, alone, because I didn’t bring shoes so I either had to wait horrendously by myself in the locker room or pool it out alone until someone joined me after their workout.

I DID feel great when I stepped into that lukewarm shower before having to get into the pool, but like, WOAH MAN, I got super apathetic, I contemplated just staying in the shower for an hour and like hOO wow. Not great. 0/10 would not recommend. 

I did actually enjoy the pool though and after about 15 minutes of [friend] joining me I began to go back to a more neutral state of mind, so that was good. 

When we went to the mall it was fun too, but for some reason (I can’t even explain why) I hit a low— low, and started to second-guess everything (even my friendship with them) and wondered if I should never talk or see them ever again from then on. It was really melodramatic and I don’t even know why I thought about it for a minute there. After a few minutes I was snapped back to normal by hanging out with my friends and then I was kinda okay again. 

Emotionally (when I’m not feeling low energy/apathetic/empty AF) I feel on the verge of just breaking down into tears and laughing like a maniac.

July 24th

Bed: 9pm-ish  Woke: 5am 

Energy: 4-ish (Maybe even a bit more of a 3.5 rn) 

These last few days have been a blur tbh. I went on a webtoon-reading, what-music-was-I-listening-to-in-middle-school binge these last couple of days and so I remember not much. The hyper focus really had me there lol. 

July 28th 2020: 

Bed: 1:15 am Woke: 6:30 am 

Mood: When I was awake earlier and reading, about a 3. RIGHT NOW??? 1.5/10 and quickly approaching a meltdown. 

I am SO SO tired and almost about to have an emotional breakdown for no reason. I have no idea where this is coming from but I am going to tuck into bed and disappear from existence because I need to sleep for 19hrs or I WILL throw a fit. 

**Some notes for July 28th. I tried to sleep at 7/8pm because I felt an incoming meltdown. But then I was suddenly wide awake? Like my energy was at a 7 while my mood was at a 0.5. Basically, not fun, would never repeat again. 

July 31st, 2020: 

Bed: Around midnight/1 am woke: 3pm. 

Energy: 4/10

I don’t know why I slept for so long, but I def. could have slept longer. In fact most of the day I felt kind of bleh. 

Not terrible enough to lie down but also not normal-normal. 

August 26th, 2020: 

Woke: 7pm Slept: 9/10am 

Mood: 4.5/10 

In general I’ve felt fine. Not as exhausted, and definitely  in a good mood. Maybe it’s because I’m purposefully taking it easy while still trying to accomplish the small things. Ahhhh I feel so accomplished, yo!!!

But just as a general warning, I don’t know how long I’ll be able to stay optimistic. (Hopefully for a long time.) I just feel the depressive episode on the horizon. For now, I’m doing self care so that I can fight  it off, but hopefully it won’t be “only a matter of time.” 

Thursday — September 17th, 2020: 

Slept: 1am woke: 7:30am 

Mood: 5/10 ENERGY: 2.5/10 

Though I’m in a pretty genial mood, I just feel so tired. Which makes no sense because yesterday I woke up at like 7pm and went to bed at 1am. So WHAT TF bro. I’ve just been lying in my bed all day because that’s like the only way I feel somewhat decent. 

Kinda want to take a nap but I know that’ll do me absolutely no good whatsoever, so I’m gonna stay awake and try to be as productive as I can be when I’m lying down in a horizontal position.

[Journal Entry] 

“Saturday: October 10th, 2020 —  Around Night

Right now I feel invincible. Like I can write and capture that perfect melody. Pen to paper. Pencil to sketchbook. For this moment, just right now, I feel as if I could do anything, and that makes me so, so, happy. 

Today is a happy day, which is made funnier or perhaps more ironic by the fact that I didn’t even want to wake up today. [Which I did, begrudgingly, at 6pm-ish.] 

The tides really do come and go. So never feel too down. At some point you’ll feel like this again. The cogs keep turning and life goes on. 

Mood: 10/10 Energy: 10/10.”

[End quote] 

...

“October 13th, 2020 — Tuesday, 10:45 AM. 

So many thoughts have taken travels in my hand. Today I feel invincible again. Much like I did in the last entry. I have been an unfortunate disappointment to my family, though. My energy, motivation, and time has been entangled lately. Entangled deep into my mind, my media, and the interests I partake in: The Void ™. 

Therefore I haven’t been of much help, entertainment, or enjoyment for my loved ones. Last Sunday our relatives gathered at our house to celebrate [my brother's] birthday. Yet I stayed in bed. I did not celebrate with them, and ignored their asks of me. I’m quite disappointed in myself for being this way. I can only strive to be better. I may not have been energetic or involved these last few days, but I feel much better now that I’ve gotten rest. 

Though I’ll always be fighting with that void that distracts and captures my attentions, I won’t let these strings choke me.” [End Quote] 

…

October 18th 2020:

Slept: 10am Woke: 4am

Mood:2.5/10. Energy:2/10

I just feel very anxious (like pit of nervous energy going 100mph in my stomach) anxious. I’m gonna try and nap the wired energy off cause it’s making me panicked 

[Journal Entry] 

“October 18th, 2020 — Sunday, 3:46 AM

I’ve gone and slept all of saturday. But hopefully this will fix my sleep schedule. I’m also (not quite anxious, but I know the tension is there, rising, ready to explode on the horizon. Already it’s October 18th, and yet it feels as if I’ve accomplished nothing. And perhaps I haven’t.”

[End quote] 

…

“October 24th, 2020 — Saturday, 9:55 PM.

At the beginning of this page I felt indescribable emotion fill me. Everything was pointless. I’d forgotten how to fly and instead remembered how to nap. For a singular moment I wanted to sleep into nonexistence. I wanted to cry, too. But mostly, I was just tired. I could do nothing but sit and want to sleep, and I had not even the strength or energy to loathe myself for this. So I decided to scrapbook instead and then maybe sleep after I’d written all this leak in me from pen to paper. But in the (time it)  took for me to design the page I fell out of my emotional range. Instead I felt calm. Pacified. Silly, isn’t it? I’m supposed to edit today and tomorrow, but I’ve let today slip away. 

I’ve also eaten too much again. I feel sick. Like I’m eating as much as I can before a hibernation. Does my body feel a depressive episode coming before I do? Is that it? Or is my overeating and lack of control leading me into a spiral? I shouldn’t be feeling like this. So much anxious, emotional energy. I’m wired as shit and I hate this jittery-ness. 

It’s suffocating. Like a snake’s wrapped itself over me and keeps constricting, tighter, and tighter, and tighter, till there’s nothing left.”

[End of entry] 

…

“November 10, 2020 — Tuesday 

Pros: I watched lupinranger like 3 times in the span of 3 days. 

Cons: I watched lupinranger like 3 times in the span of 3 days.”

[End Quote] 

[Around 3 month time skip]

[Sunday, February 28th, 2021 — 2:04 AM] 

“I’m treading water. Another month passes. Hopefully I’ll make all I can of this last day. I walked some, but I still haven’t reached my desired destination. Guess I have no choice but to keep going! Everything has a time. I can only continue trying. That’s all I can do. To quit is to have nothing for myself, not even dreams. ‘Being confident that he who began a good work in you will carry on to completion until the day of Jesus Christ.’ (-Something Phillipians.) 

I dream of many things. I pray that March gives me what I need. Please be here with me, hold my hand in these times and keep me close in your thoughts. I’m trying. I’m always trying. Day by day, hour by hour, sometimes minute by minute. I can’t do this alone. (I wish I could.) My brain is so easily distracted and it’s hard to get by even doing things I joy. I wish I had something that could force me to function. All I have is myself.  

One day I won’t just be writing dreams with no evidence. Every step is part of the journey (even if it doesn’t feel like it.) So thank you for walking with me. I don’t have the strength to do this alone. Please, please hold my hand through the anxieties and whisper that it’ll be alright. I’m blindfolded, and I’m walking on a tightrope, and I need you to tell me when and how to jump so that I’ll land in the net. I’m blind but I’m listening. September 30th feels a lightyear away. It’s hard to forget the lack when you’re faced with it everyday. And I’m unsure. Please tell me that it’s worth it. Please. Please help me. Please. Please lead me. Please help me.” 

[End of entry.]

Part: [1], [2], [3], [4]

This is the first part of the journal entries, I'll be uploading another compilation after each newly posted PPT essay.

Bipolar PPT Essay: [1], [2], [3], [4], [5], [6]

Visuals of depressive episodes: (1), (2)

PPT Essay Extras: (1), (2), (3)

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October 27 - November 2, 2013

This week is my week and Regine's too. We have a Halloween party on October 29th, hosted by my Aikido friends, Jonas and Christy, which conveniently falls on my birthday. However, I have a flight the following day.

It's a long weekend, and I booked a trip to Hong Kong with Roxanne because I promised her. I told Mansoor it would just be the two of us.

I'm quite excited about that.

Roxanne and I are sharing luggage. I know she can be annoying, but I plan to top her attitude by being a bigger brat since I'm older. Also, I am her aunt, and I’m paying. So, I let her plan. I think my whole savings will go, but I will receive my salary early.

Mansoor gifted me a travel picture book from Lonely Planet, and I loved it.

October 29, 2013 - Tuesday

I went to the Halloween party in my lace dress, bringing Mansoor along. There was alcohol, but we didn’t drink much. Mansoor wore a suit.

October 30, 2013 - Wednesday

“Hoy, happy birthday!” Jonas and Christy shouted as they sang me a happy birthday. I was flattered. I love my birthday—it's Halloween!

At 3 AM, we were ready to bounce. In the corner, my boyfriend and I were kissing. No tongues yet, just slow and sweet kisses.

I was hammered when I got home and didn’t attend school. Roxanne’s semestral break had started, so we prepared for our trip. My parents were going home to Isabela again, so nobody was in the house.

We started with the bus, both of us nursing headaches.

By 8 PM, we reached the airport.

I received messages from Mansoor that the girls had gifts for me, but he had to tell them I was on vacation.

At midnight, our flight took off to Hong Kong.

I checked my bank account after transferring from PayPal to BPI and it amounted to P50,000.00 This is a big money in this economy. Considering that the expenses incurred was from P20-30K. It's already big.

October 31, 2013 - Thursday

We arrived in Hong Kong and found our hostel, where we had to pay extra. It was fine because I needed to sleep anyway.

After catching up on sleep, Roxanne and I set out to explore the city. We wandered through the bustling streets, marveling at the vibrant atmosphere and neon lights. The energy of Hong Kong was infectious.

We visited Victoria Peak, taking the tram up to enjoy the stunning panoramic view of the city. The skyline was breathtaking, and we took plenty of photos to capture the moment.

In the evening, we explored the Temple Street Night Market, where we shopped for souvenirs and tried some local street food. The market was alive with activity, and we immersed ourselves in the experience.

November 1, 2013 - Friday

We spent the day at Hong Kong Disneyland. The childlike excitement in Roxanne's eyes was contagious. We enjoyed the rides, watched the parades, and met our favorite Disney characters. It was a day filled with joy and laughter, and we both felt like kids again.

The fireworks display at the end of the day was magical, lighting up the sky in a dazzling array of colors. We were exhausted but incredibly happy as we left the park.

November 2, 2013 - Saturday

On our last day, we visited the Tian Tan Buddha on Lantau Island. The serenity of the place was a nice contrast to the hustle and bustle of the city. We climbed the steps to the Buddha and took in the peaceful surroundings.

Afterward, we explored Ngong Ping Village and had a delicious vegetarian meal at the monastery.

In the evening, we returned to the city for some last-minute shopping in Mong Kok. We made sure to buy gifts for our family and friends, and a few treats for ourselves too.

As our trip came to an end, we headed back to the airport, feeling content and a bit sad to leave. The trip had been everything we hoped for and more.

We boarded our flight back home, exhausted but with hearts full of wonderful memories.

[2023-records]

Day 4 __ Wed, Jan 4

OOPS forgot to journal for today

I slept at 4 am... LOL, I didn't feel tired at the moment since I drank Alani Nu's coffee around 8 pm before volleyball open gym. I kind of enjoyed the Maple Donut flavor and the caffeinated feeling it gave, which wasn't jittery at all. It was sort of a nice caffeine high where I didn't realize I was on awake on coffee. I had planned to watch only 1 episode of the new season of Emily In Paris and then fall asleep. Little did I know, I finished the rest of the season and then went to bed LOL I kind of regret it since the day I have off from Shumai, I spent sleeping in until noon and then working out and getting back home by 5:30 pm. I really need to get to studying for the exams... I basically have a week left and haven't started and it's mostly because I have to watch Shumai. When she does sleep, it's only for short moments now. Before, she would be sleeping for a few hours straight. Analyzing this more, this next semester won't be easy if I continue to take on watching Shumai. I will need to tell Youki that I won't be able to watch her all day as I'll also have to make time for assignments and studying.

I realized that the NYE party had me feeling fed up with feeling responsible for making things happen when I would rather be doing something for myself. I invited Betty and Mitch, hoping that they would mingle with my friends, however, they were on their own a lot and separated from the group. I felt torn between talking to them and talking to my friends... I chose to hang out with Betty and Mitch more since they were the minority and my friends were all together already. I realized that I felt FOMO and that this event was to hang out with my friends again. I don't think I'll be inviting Betty and Mitch to another gathering as it would probably happen again. I'm going to keep family and friends separate so that I can spend quality time with them separately. I also realized that maybe that's why I felt even more down on myself when I heard that my friends caught covid and how it's affecting their lives. I invited my sister who maybe shouldn't have been invited to not spread covid and to not make me feel responsible for mingling with my friends. It's definitely not Betty's fault but this situation made me rethink trying to be too generous to too many people without thinking about the consequences or possible outcomes. This relates to taking too much responsibility taking care of Shumai for Youki. I love her like a sister but I should really stop trying to help people ease their problems especially if I compromise my first obligations (school and physical/mental health).

Wow, typing this all out really helped me figure out this previous paragraph.

I played a couple solo OW games after working out. It was nice playing with randoms that weren't spamming the chat with negative shit. I wanted to play to (1) 65% just to have fun and (2) 35% to get better so that I can eventually play with my friends and at least be closer to their level of play. This 35% keeps dwindling since every time I do play with my friends now, Shumai always happens. I feel like I'm keeping my friends from getting dubs and from getting better. Which I totally understand since for the most part when I'm playing volleyball seriously, I'd want to play with people who can keep up with the same or close to the same level. Saying this, I really don't mind just watching and supporting my friends! It's nice not to feel the pressure of being the reason why my friends can't continue getting better. It's actually amazing seeing everyone's abilities and IQ develop.

[headspace-hotel]

do... do you want to expand on whatever was up with your old roommate? because frankly at this point a) it sounds like you SERIOUSLY need to get this out into the open and get some validation in there, and b) i now really want to know wtf her problem was

I've said some things about it, but it was like...your basic common or garden abusive behavior. I can't even describe how controlling she was without writing a whole novel.

She would try to prevent me from eating "too late" at night, saying that it was "unhealthy" to eat at night and that she was "worried" about me. She would not shut up about this one. I told her, pointedly, that I needed to eat in the evenings and I could not sleep on an empty stomach, and she ARGUED with me, saying, "Well, medically, that doesn't make any sense. That shouldn't be happening."

I did actually tell her to mind her own damn business about that one multiple times, but it never fully stopped; even during finals she tried to tell me I couldn't use the microwave at like, 8:30 pm.

I told her up front, repeatedly that I was messy and that I was regularly awake until 2am. She said that was fine. Repeatedly. When we became roommates she would go to bed at 10:30pm and expect me to be either in bed or to be completely silent by then. By "completely silent" I mean more silent than it is humanly possible to be. Unwrapping any kind of package or wrapper, eating, typing on my computer in silence, taking off my jacket, or taking medication were all things she groaned and complained about on at least one occasion.

We would "compromise," repeatedly, and every time she would...not change her behavior. If I took a shower at 10:30, she would try to convince me not to take a shower. If I was awake at midnight doing homework, she would tell me that I needed to go to bed and would not listen when I told her that I was working on something that was due tomorrow. She told me many times that I needed to get up early and work on school instead, saying basically "I don't like doing it either and I still do it, why can't you?"

She tried to literally force me ("force" being her word, not mine) to go to several events on campus, because she thought I "needed" to go, and would not take no for an answer. She would tell me over and over again that she was going to "make" me go to an event, and would not talk to me at all for like a whole day except to nag me about it.

Her behavior often just came so out of left field that I was left reeling just trying to process it. I literally felt like I was losing my mind just trying to wrap my head around what would drive such behavior.

She once got so upset she nearly started crying in front of me telling me she "didn't know where I was on campus" when I wasn't in the dorm. A different time, I was working on school and she sent me literally 20 panicked texts and tried to call me at least once while I had put my phone away for literally like an hour, and when she came back into the dorm she told me she'd been convinced that I had committed suicide. (She had absolutely zero reason to think this—I was actually doing much better at the beginning of the semester than I had been in a long time.)

There was also the time she physically grabbed me and tried to drag me out of bed because she knew I had a 9:30am class and didn't think I was up early enough. At least she apologized for that one. :/

I started staying out until around 1am, just walking around campus or sitting in the library until it closed, just to avoid confrontation. Then she started complaining about me returning to the dorm and waking her up, so I ended up just lying in bed on my phone until I could safely sneak to the refrigerator for something to eat and then fall asleep.

I could go on and on. Coming back from fall break, my mom and dad were helping me carry my stuff in and she literally pulled me into the room ahead of them so we could "talk in private" for a bit, and she just??? Lectured me angrily about how a bottle of juice had exploded in the refrigerator while we were gone, and I'd said I would clean the refrigerator, and her parents yelled at her....???

Looking back on it, it feels so ridiculous that I was stuck living with such a crazy and controlling person, but at the time I couldn't imagine her motivations to be malicious. She was friendly half the time and seemed to perceive us to be more than roommates, more like best friends. She would say out of nowhere how much she "loved" me and our relationship. I also was too stressed to think clearly about it. She was acting in ways I didn't know a human being could act, actions that felt so insane I didn't know how to evaluate them.

I think she may have genuinely thought that she could "fix" me and force me to have a "healthy" sleep schedule and habits by endlessly wearing me down about it. (We see how that ended up.)

I really just wanted to be kind because I knew she didn't have very many friends and was feeling isolated, and I didn't want to be an asshole, but I wound up being a doormat. Part of why it was hard for me to be assertive with her and have boundaries was that I knew her own situation wasn't great either. Over time I realized she was basically re-enacting with me all the dysfunctional behaviors her parents directed at her. Sometimes she would act like I was ruining her life and pissing on her whole bloodline, and then would right away flip to talking about how much she "loved" her relationship with me and what good friends we were etc, and would randomly lapse into "silly" behavior and humor that seemed almost, like, weirdly childish.

From observations, her family seemed to use..."silly" stuff to cover up or defuse tension. "Silly" is the word that comes to mind, but I can't really adequately describe this behavior to you, it was a lot more unnerving than that word communicates. They had a lot of running "inside jokes" that were mostly just absolutely nonsensical, like the kind of nonsense that a four-year-old kid would find funny, and there was something very...not genuine about them.

It almost felt like silliness and inside jokes were something they wanted to have, but the context and foundation that made that kind of stuff comfortable and natural wasn't there. The actual relationship she had with her parents seemed to be one of being constantly controlled, micro-managed and shamed.

Also, she and her parents gave me all sorts of gifts. Fancy gourmet baked goods and candies, socks, jewelry, it really started to pile up after a while. It was impossible to refuse the gifts, no matter how politely, and if I hadn't eaten something she would be weirdly confrontational about it. It was Weird.

Idk. Everything about the situation was so weird. They were Christian in a Weird way. Her mom prayed that I would find a boyfriend soon?? And I had never given any indication that I wanted a boyfriend or was in search of one???

Oh yeah, and I also had to give her the sex talk, because her parents apparently had told her nothing about sex outside of the basic reproductive functions of it. (She was 20.) She asked me 1000 sex questions, which did not bother me—I like explaining things to people, and I'm incredibly hard to embarrass—but then she asked how a woman could be a top. And well. I told her. And the CONCEPT of sex toys for some reason made her really upset and she got mad at me, told me not to talk to her about anything sexual ever again, and I was left really baffled because she acted like I had violated a boundary when she had asked the questions.

[heezoneie]

Enhypen: when you wake them up just to say "I love you"

i love this one 🥺! thank you for the request! <3

group: enhypen

member: all

genre: the fluffiest

word count: 1.5k

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Heeseung: You had just gotten home from a long day at school/work, and all you wanted to do was cuddle with your boyfriend and eat some food. As you set your stuff down, you looked around noticing your boyfriend was no where to be seen. You looked at the time on your watch: 8:30 pm. “It’s not that late,” you thought. Making your way to your shared bedroom, you saw the door slightly ajar. You quietly pushed opened the door and walked in to see your boyfriend passed out in the middle of the bed. Smiling fondly, you walked up to Heeseung. His adorable face was squished against the pillow, and to you that was the best sight ever. After admiring Heeseung for a little, you went to put on some more comfortable clothes for the night. You crawled into bed and snuggled up to Heeseung. His eyes fluttered open. “Hi baby,” He said with a raspy voice. Looking at him, your eyes held nothing but pure adoration for him. “Hey,” you whispered. He put his face in the crook of your neck, “When did you get home?” “Just now, you look so cute while you sleep,” you mused. He buried his face deeper as heat rose to his cheeks. A comfortable silence fell, and neither of you wanted to leave your current position. “I love you,” You said with sincerity. Heeseung’s eyes met with yours, and he leaned in to connect your lips. “I love you too.”

Jay: The journey home was long. Sitting in the back of the travel van, Jay rested on your shoulder. You had your earbuds in, listening to whatever shuffled through your playlists. While one hand was latched with Jay’s, you used the other to adjust the air to make sure it wasn’t too cold for him. The passing lights mixed with the moon beams cascaded onto your boyfriends face. You didn’t think it was possible for someone to look so ethereal. Even though he wasn’t all dressed up as he normally is, you couldn’t have been more in love. His dark hair falling over his forehead perfectly, while his body was covered in a simple sweatshirt and a pair of shorts. You were truly in love. You began to pepper kisses lightly over his face. Lifting his head up, he looked at you with droopy eyes. “How did i get so lucky?” You said without thinking. A blush found it’s way to the tips of his ears and cheeks. “Honey....” He trailed off, taken back from just waking up. It wasn’t very often Jay got flustered like this. You decided to take it to your advantage. “I’m so in love with you, I don’t think you understand.” Jay could see the genuine glint of love in your eyes. “I love you too, honey.” He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, leaving you falling deeper in love with the boy in front of you.

Jake: The sun was beginning to set, the purple and pink hues in the sky slowly dissipating into the twinkling black night. Your head rested on Jake’s chest as you two stared at the stars. It was a normal thing for you two to go stargazing. There was something so special and intimate about the moments that only you, Jake, and the stars would ever know about. The countless kisses and jokes made under the stars were something that you couldn’t replace with anything else. You had been rambling about a possible shooting star, when you noticed Jake’s breathing had gotten heavier and slower. You looked up from you position on his chest, to see your amazing boyfriend illuminated by stars. The shine of moonlight graced his face like a painting made by the most exquisite of artists. Every detail of him made you fall deeper and deeper into him. Moving some hair out of his eyes, you whispered, “I love you, so much. I’ll never be able to express how much Jake.” His mouth curved up into his heart-melting smile. “I’m glad we feel the same way angel.”

Sunghoon: Curled up under blankets, you and Sunghoon’s eyes were glued to the tv in font of you. You guys were having your annual movie night. Typically, it would be loud, as the other boys join you, but tonight they were all busy doing who knows what. Of course, neither you nor Sunghoon were complaining, this just meant more alone time. With their comeback happening, you and Sunghoon haven’t been able to be alone, him doing show after show, stage after stage. Being the supportive s/o you were, you made sure not to complain, all you wanted was to see your boy happy. You began to notice how Sunghoon’s eyes started to get heavier, trying to stay awake for you. You slowly reached your hand to his head, tangling your fingers in his soft hair. After his eyes finally shut, you placed a kiss on his head, “I love you Hoonie.” Too tired to make coherent words, Sunghoon snuggled impossibly closer as to return the gesture.

Sunoo: The sounds of the rain and the soft music leaving the speaker filled the silence of the room. The space illuminated by the candles lit on the bedside table. Even though it was a rainy and cold day, you couldn’t help but relish in the time you were being granted with Sunoo. You both were cuddled together under the fluffy comforter in his bed. You two had been in his room for the past couple hours, hiding from his fellow members, and cherishing being with each other. The day consisted of you two whispering sweet little words and playful cuddles, falling deeper in love. You did whatever you could to make sure you got see the beautiful smile that could easily put any diamonds or gems to shame. After deciding to rest, Sunoo fell asleep rather quickly, leaving you time to admire his features. A quiet “I love you,” slipped past your lips and into his ears. Despite being in dreamland, he still heard you. Mumbling a sleepy, “I love you too,” Sunoo’s grasp on you tightened. Smiling softly at the sight, you laid your head down and followed him into a deep sleep.

Jungwon: Gathering every pillow in sight, you and Jungwon began to build the most epic pillow fort anybody could have seen. Laughing amongst yourselves, the other members helped bring you guys blankets for your little fort. After about an hour of trial and error, you both finally were able to find a sturdy way to keep your fort from falling. Setting up extra blankets and pillows, you both cocooned yourselves together in the fort. A laptop sitting in the middle of the fort played a movie, which helped give some light in your otherwise dark space. Adjusting to a more comfortable position, you and Jungwon tangled your legs together. Your head in the crook of his neck, and his own resting over top yours. Jungwon soon fell asleep, unbeknownst to you. Hearing some mumbling coming from the boy, you assumed he was still awake. Some more incoherent words fell from his lips, and you decided to speak up, “Wonie? I can’t understand what your saying.” Lifting your head, you looked at his sleeping face. As you did so, his words began to get more clearer, “I love you...” A blush formed on your cheeks, and you laid your head back down. “I love you too, Wonie.”

Ni-ki: Riki had come to spend the day with you at your house, as he had time away from the company. He arrived at your house around lunchtime, with a bag of food he picked up on his way over. After eating the food, you both retreated to your living room to hang out. “We should play Just Dance,” Riki said looking over to you. “Nooo, you know your gonna beat me. You have an unfair advantage.” You huffed. Chuckling, he stood up to turn on the game system anyways. He walked back over to where to sat on the couch, and handed you a controller. “Get up, we are gonna have fun. If it makes you feel better we can do the team setting so you are guaranteed to do good.” He offered. Deciding to participate, you stood up. “Fine, but ONLY if we do teams.” Smiling, he pulled you to the middle of the room and you two began your Just Dance marathon. After a couple of hours, you both collapsed on the couch, Riki on top of you. “Wow, i’m so tired after that. I feel like i just ran 80 miles.” Laughing at your statement, Riki found himself falling asleep rather quickly to the feeling of your hand running through his hair. Feeling his breathe even out, you whispered a quiet “I love you,” in his ear. “I love you too,” he whispered back. After some time, you realized you were both sweaty, “Riki, we both need to go take showers.” As he lifted his head, you saw a mischievous smile on his face. Looking at him questionably, his hands rose to your sides and began tickling you. It was safe to say neither of you got to take a shower for a while.

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[hysenie]

first time | ljy

summary: as you're waiting for your boyfriend, you start reminiscing about him and your relationship.

pairing: ldr boyfriend!juyeon x gn!reader

genre: fluff, teeny tiny angst if you squint real hard

word count: 920

11:03 pm.

You stood up from your chair in the waiting area of the airport, pacing back and forth for what seemed like the millionth time. Your boyfriend of almost four years was supposed to come out of one those gates a few hours back, had his flight not been delayed.

It felt like the world was against the two of you sometimes, but you had no intentions of thinking about that as your mind was occupied with him.

Juyeon and you hadn't seen each other in a bit over 8 months, the longest time you've been apart. And you'd be lying if you said it wasn't the cause of many sleepless nights.

As the minutes passed, your heart started beating faster at the thought of being by his side again. You smiled softly and your brain couldn't help but stir up with images and memories of him.

You sat down once more.

11:09 pm.

You first met Juyeon when you were a senior in high school. You were both in different schools but got to see each other often through mutual friends and small gatherings.

11:11 pm.

The day you asked him out on a date was probably the most nervous you had been in a while. You never used to talk to him unless there were other people present, but the genuine smile on his face when you stuttered the question was enough to know that everything was going to be fine.

11:15 pm.

When you started dating you felt on top of the world. There was no one that could ever make you happier than Juyeon, and so you tried hard to reciprocate that. But the sole fact you were by his side was enough to make Juyeon feel like the luckiest guy on earth.

11:17 pm.

The incessant tears in your eyes when he told you he was going away. You were happy for him, truly, dancing was his dream way before you even came into the picture. You couldn't lie and say it didn't hurt, but you did. For him. You told him —and yourself— that everything would be alright. That you both would be stronger than the distance.

There were moments where you fell apart, where he wanted nothing more than go back to you. But you remained.

11:22 pm.

You let out a sigh. Trying to keep your mind busy, it started imagining the moment you get to see Juyeon again. You can't wait to look at his eyes in person...

His eyes. You love how they turn into crescent moons when he smiles. When he gets all excited for winning a video game. When he rambles about the newest choreography his team is practicing. When he stares at you with those eyes.

You wish you could get lost in them, and sometimes you could even say you do. While facetiming or when you look at one of his pictures. But no words can describe the feeling of admiring them right in front of you.

11:30 pm.

You love his seemingly innocent smile and how it makes his features light up in seconds. You love his lively and contagious laugh, you want to hear it more often. You spent countless nights thinking about his laugh in dispair, as if you're going to forget it when you fall asleep, and won't recall that beautiful sound once you wake up.

11:33 pm.

You hate the time you're apart —which is most of the times. But it makes you value the moments you get to hold each other. You absolutely despise solitude, and it gets hard. It gets so hard to only have memories and pictures to hold onto.

11:35 pm.

You love his overflowing passion on every little thing he does. Dancing, studying, your relationship, you.

11:36 pm.

You love the way he talks about you. How he makes you feel like you're one of the most special people in the world. But truly, you are the most fortunate one because you have him. And that's all that matters.

11:39 pm.

You hate when you fight. But even more, you detest the fact you have to do it through a screen. You hate the distance and how much it can change things.

11:40 pm.

You appreciate the silence, and how it's perfectly comfortable with him. True company doesn't require to be loud. He taught you how words aren't always needed.

11:42 pm.

You love every single thing about Lee Juyeon. From the smallest, most insignificant detail, to the deepest parts of him. The good and the bad. You love him.

A voice sounded through the speakers and your feet moved by themselves, making you stand up and walk past the new sea of people.

And there he was.

11:46 pm.

But you especially love the way he looks at you like you are the only other person in the world. As if it was the first time.

Hurriedly walking up to him, you ignored the fatigue sipping through your body. You locked gazes and he smiled at you with the same intensity as always, holding his arms out. You could sense your nose sting and your eyes fill with tears when you made contact with him after what seems like years.

A hug. A simple hug that holds different emotions, hidden feelings and unsaid thoughts. But a hug that makes everything feel right.

11:48 pm.

It always feels like the first time.

my second fic omg :D thank you soooo much for 100 notes on my other one seriously😭 you can read it here ! i cannot thank you enough:( i hope u like this one as much as i do!! any feedback is appreciated<3 if u have any ideas or requests send me an ask! :D

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[babymilkawa]

Hello! I’ve been having really bad panic attacks lately, and for some reason, loud noises like fireworks, thunder, and motorcycle engines seem to trigger them :(

Can you do some comfort headcannons with Todoroki for a friend or s/o with a fear of loud and echo-y noises?

If it’s too difficult to write, that’s okay

- 🍓

ofc!! I rly hope this is ok 🍓anon 🥺💕

s/o with phonophobia headcanons with:

todoroki shoto

gn!reader :)

phonophobia -> fear of loud noises

yukata -> traditional attire

geta -> traditional shoes

he had no idea about it until a school festival was being planned and everyone was getting excited about the fireworks show

“yes!! We get to wear our yukata and put our hair up!!” cried the girls

everyone was excitedly discussing about what food they should bring and todoroki turned to you, expecting you to be chattering about it as well

but you were talking to aizawa

walking up to you, he heard his teacher say “alright y/n I understand.”

“Hmm? What was that about?” He asked, after you’ve sat back down in ur own seat

“Oh..I just, I’ll be busy that day.”

“You’re not going?”

with a nod from you, todoroki found himself a little disappointed

he wanted to go to the festival with you as this was your first as a couple

but if you had other plans, there was nothing you could do about it

you, sensing he was looking a little droopy, tried to quickly come up with another plan

“uh but!! I can probably stay for the first half!”

“ok, we can get some food and maybe catch the fireworks.”

mmm how do u tell him...

looking at u, todoroki saw u had a slightly distressed look on your face

did he say something?

“Um, i think I can only stay for the food,” you said.

“Oh, you don’t want to see the fireworks?”

“not...really...”

he was a little confused now. “Do you not like them?” He couldn’t think of a single person who didn’t but maybe this was something new that he was learning about you

you slowly shook your head, eyes trained to the ground

“I don’t like how they sound,” you barely get it out. your boyfriend leans in and asks you to repeat it again.

“they’re loud,” you said, but still in the same volume.

he seemed to understand immediately and nods. “We can leave right when the fireworks start, how’s that? They start at 9 pm.”

So it was settled, you’d have all the fun with him at the booths then the two of you would leave to spend time alone before the fireworks started

the day of, everyone was in their hand-me-down yukata and geta were clicking and clacking on the concrete. Lanterns were lit and the smell of food invitingly wafted around the booths.

you and todoroki were stuffed full by the time you had to leave

looking at his watch, you saw that it was just 8:30 pm. You could still stay for a little more.

you and todoroki went to two different booths to buy food quicker. he was in the booth next to yours to purchase taiyaki with red bean filling. and you had just thanked the vendor for the takoyaki when a loud boom echoed around

the sudden burst made you jump and drop your food

all around you, people were ooohing and aaahing at the firework display above but all you could do was gather all your belongings and run the opposite way

“y/n! Wait!” after quickly paying the vendor, todoroki ran after you in a hurry

he finally caught up to you and the first thing he saw was your distressed look, and you looked like you were having difficulty breathing.

putting everything on a nearby bench, he looked at you in your eyes and said, “hey, I’m here. Just look at me and breathe.”

He wanted nothing more than to just wrap you in his arms as the summer breeze flew by, but right now, you had to breathe

after a few minutes, you seemed to calm down

The two of you were far from the festival now, the sound of fireworks being muffled

“sorry,” you gasped out.

“What for? U didn’t do anything.” His hands were on your shoulders and he used that to pull you closer. he had labor breathing too after chasing after you.

“Guess they started the fireworks early...or I got the time wrong. Sorry...”

You shook your head against him. It wasn’t his fault

“Thank you,” you whispered. Hand stroking your hair, he whispered back, “anything, love.”

a/n: fun fact, ppl are actually born afraid of loud noises and falling. The other fears are just caused by your surroundings

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[yellowmagicalgirl]

I've Never Felt More Alone (Feels So Scary Getting Old)

Fig is a late bloomer when it comes to an important part of elf puberty: finally starting to trance instead of sleep.

Disclaimer: If I owned Fantasy High I would have watched Sophomore Year, but I don't own Fantasy High and I do not have a dropout subscription. If this isn't canon compliant with Sophomore Year, then there's your reason. This fic was inspired by the fact that elves don't sleep in 5E, but tieflings do. And if so, then why wouldn't have Gilear figred out that Fig's not his bio kid sooner? And so I decided that, just as human kids need more sleep than adults, elf kids sleep while adults trance.

Also, huge thanks to whomever runs Fantasy Name Generators because I used the D&D Fairy and Elf name generators for Fig's friends.

The title is from “Ribs” by Lorde.

Also, if you leave a comment on this fic on tumblr, I’ll appreciate it but I won’t respond to it until after Easter.

AO3

FFN

Fig's bedtime is at 8:30 PM, which is only half an hour later than it was when she was in elementary school. It's a fine and good bedtime for literal children, but Fig's a teenager!

Time and time again, Fig has tried to negotiate for a later bedtime. She's tried promising that she'll get better grades if she can stay up later, which only earned her mom reminding her that a good night's sleep is important to paying attention in class. She's tried referencing the fact that all her friends have a later bedtime. Well, all except for Anauneret, who's the only fairy in their otherwise all-elf friend group, but Anne's parents are pretty strict anyways. Definitely stricter than Fig's are.

"Fig, just because the rest of your friends are midnight bedtimes doesn't mean we're automatically going to give you one," her dad says when she tries to make her case over dinner one night. "Really, you shouldn't do things just because of peer pressure. If your friends all jumped off a bridge, would you?"

Fig rolls her eyes. "Yeah, because I'm gonna be a bard, and I'll cast Feather Fall so we all escape from whatever's chasing us off the bridge."

"She's got you there," her mom says, and her dad sighs, takes a bite of pasta, and chews thoughtfully before speaking.

"Aren't the rest of your friends a little further in puberty than you are?" her dad says, and Fig feels her cheeks burn. She'd rather not talk about puberty with her dad, even if he told her that getting hair in new places and acne are both normal parts of puberty that both of her parents went through, and besides, he's still her dad so she can talk to him about this stuff, even if she would rather not.

And more importantly, what her dad says isn't entirely true. It's just that her friends are getting the things that Fig wants out of puberty, like an hourglass figure. Or, even slightly better, trancing, because they don't have to sleep eight hours anymore, just meditate for four. No, Fig's just got new hair and acne and gangly limbs that make her too clumsy for someone who's gonna be the best bard in Solace when she grows up.

And headaches. She keeps getting headaches, and she started getting them around the time she started getting acne and hair in places she didn't before. The headaches probably aren't connected to puberty. She's probably just not drinking enough water, not since she lost her favorite water bottle.

"There's nothing wrong with being a late bloomer," her mom says. "You can have a later bedtime when you start trancing, Figueroth."

And Fig drops the subject of a later bedtime for the week, because her parents only call her by her full name when they're being serious, and usually that means she's either in trouble or about to be in trouble.

(As she sits and sobs in her bedroom on her fourteenth birthday as her parents are screaming at each other over past infidelity, she'll think back to this conversation and realize that that time, her entire family was about to be in trouble.)

Three weeks after that night (and still months before the birthday where her horns finally make themselves known as more than a headache), it's Brysatra's fourteenth birthday. Well, it's actually the day after Brysatra's birthday, but her birthday was on a Thursday and she's having a sleepover for her birthday, and sleepovers are no fun when you have school the next day.

(Or maybe they still are when it's a trance-over instead of a sleepover, but Fig wouldn't know because she's still a late bloomer when it comes to trancing, and besides, the invitation was made for a non-school night anyways.)

Brysatra's bedtime is midnight on school nights, and even better, 2 AM on Fridays and Saturdays. And because it's her birthday party, Brysatra's moms are letting her stay up an extra hour. Fig is so excited to stay up so late.

(And thankful her dad didn't mention that she still has an 8:30 bedtime.)

Or at least, she was until 10:30 PM rolled around and she slowly found herself suppressing yawns. And it's not like things are boring, not when they're all painting their nails and interrogating Zinrona about her new boyfriend. That's the opposite of boring!

And Fig is tired from school, and she's a late bloomer when it comes to the trancing part of elf puberty. But she's not a baby. She's the third-youngest in their friend group of eight, and she can stay up late just like her friends can!

Or at least, that's what she keeps telling herself for the next half hour, until Mialana gets up and says she's getting more popcorn, and asks if anyone else wants some. Liabella says yes, and Anne says that she's probably going to go to bed, being unable to trance and all.

"I think I'll go to bed too," Fig half-says, half-yawns. "Um, so you won't feel left out? Er, so you won't be the only..."

She stands up, mumbling that she needs to go brush her teeth as an embarrassed blush manages to crawl its way up her ears. She hates this. She can't wait to start trancing like all her other elf friends do, even if it means leaving Anne behind.

(Her head hurts.)

[wenwenbittercake]

Inuin and Y/N

(This is a normal AU where Inuin and KoKo are your best friend and Inuin have a crush on you but you like KoKo-nut more. He’s stuck between wanting to break their friendship and want to kiss you senselessly.)

Warnings:yandere contents, swearing, spicy🌶🌶

(Sorry for late posts, I just got really depressed after my recent submission got 4 likes 😫😫😫Sorry if I haven’t written your submission because it’s probably not finished yet or It’s too uncomfortable for me to write. With that, enjoy.)

“Hey Inui!”

Someone hug Inui from behind making him snap out of his daydream. He turn around from his chair to see a familiar face that create a tint of blush on his cheeks.

“Y/N why are you here this early?”

“Early? Look around you dumb ass.” KoKo said as he comes into the class.

Inui lazily look around him to see the class empty. He must had fallen asleep.

“Oh.”

“Wht do you mean “Oh”? Pack your stuff or we’re leaving you behind!”

“KoKo don’t be so harsh on Inui, he’s just tired from his part time job.”

KoKo got a frond on his face when you defend Inui. Inui on the other hand blushes while putting his things in his back.

“Oh yea? For a person who sleeps around in class of cause he’s going to work in that shabby motorcycle shop.”

“Hey.” You warn Koko. Both of you look each other and inspect Inui’s face.

Inui is used to the constant slanders and being beaten around by Koko, It’s not that he’s a bully, he’s just like that. He would apologies later about it but what he said is true. Koko is a smart kid who get all A’s in his class. He’s the brightest kid in their little friend group. So, the brightest flower catches the most beautiful butterflies, and that butterfly is you.

For the first time in his life, he craves for someone and that someone is you. He misses you 24/7. Always wanting to see your face, hear your voice and feel your touch. He even goes as far as going to your house one night after work to see you. But unfortunately, you were asleep. It doesn’t matter much when he climbs to your window to see you sleeping so soundly.

You can call him a psychopath but he’s just making sure your save by hacking into your phone and looking through all your social info and private messages.

You can call him a creep for following you around at night making sure no wolfs can catch a cute bunny like you.

You can call him a sociopath for lying to you as he only sees you as a friend when he craves to feel more of you then your hands.

He doesn’t care what you call him, he’s doing all this to keep you save form the dangerous people out there or to feed his desires.

Now you both are in a hotpot restaurant. Koko apologies to Inui by treating hotpot and BBK to both of you. All of you talk about school life, how hard to weekly test was or gossip about that one kid in class that reminds the teacher about the homework. Noting goes into Inui mind as he’s too focus on you and Koko interactions.

Koko is talking about these facts he knows of, and you listen to him with wide eyes. Then he whispers something in your ears making you blush. Inui clench his jaw seeing that. Koko looks proud that he’s getting all your attention to himself. On the other hand, Inui watch Koko and you with a sad look with a dash of jealousy.

“Oh, look who’s jealous.” All the spotlight is now on Inui making him slightly uncomfortable.

“Why are you all looking at me?”

“Oh, we all know you’re the jelly one here.” He teases as you switch your seat near him.

You close your space between you and Inui, your face so close to his, a slight movement from him can make him go for a kiss. Your eyes half lid and tease him as you trace his collar with your slender fingers. Not touching him but so close to. Inui’s breath become heavy, his head even feel cloudy to the situation, both of you look at each other’s eyes with lust.

“Tell me baby.”

He just wants to push his head forward and give a deep long kiss, but Koko’s clap snaps him out of hid fantasies. You giggle and hop off Inui’s lap and go sit beside Koko.

“Koko did you see that?”

“Yes, you did a great job.” He said as he places his arms around your shoulder.

“What’s going on?” Inui looks confused.

“It’s a prank! Got you!” You shout and laugh with Koko. In that moment Inui felt both embarrassed and mad. It’s definitely not your idea. Your inexperience ass would never. It gotta be Koko’s.

“You guys are dicks.” He said as he stood up a leave.

“Inui wait- “you were about to stop him when Koko pull you back in his arms.

“Leave it, he’s fine. He’s just a little embarrassed.”

That Bitch

That night Inui can’t get you out of his head. He can’t when you look so cute and sexy when you did that half lid move. The way you touch him felt so different from how you use to touch him. So soft and teasing. He tries to memorize it, but it slowly fades away. He can only remember how hot and lustful it felt. How he got hard just by your voice. He needs it again.

“Inui, I’m going to ask Y/N out.” Inui nearly chokes on his lunch.

“Wait what?”

“Yea I’m gonna ask her out.”

“Wait wait where? When.”

“Tonight, at the playground we use to go at.”

“Wait isn’t it too fast?”

“Wdym it’s fast? Look I realize my feelings for her are real and I just need to let it out. I just want you to know that.”

Inui looks shock as Koko left from the cafeteria. No way this is happening. His best friend with the girl he loves the most. He tries to think positive. Maybe it’s the best for you. Koko is perfect for you, he’s smart, he’s rich, he can fulfil everything you need. He can make you happy. But seeing you with Koko make his heart aches. The thought of how Koko can make you feel complete tortures him every bit.

The rain was pouring like there no tmr. He looks at his clock, 7:30 pm. Koko is going to ask you out at 8 and he’s here sweeping floors. What a fucking loser, he thought of himself. He looks through his phone to pass time and see your message.

Koko told me to wait at the playground we use to play. Idk why but I feel like something serious is going to happen.

I want you to come by that’s all.

It’s fine if you’re busy.

What is he doing here? Y/N needs him. He’s supposed to do whatever you desire right?

He rash out of the shop, even Drakun was shocks at the speed. He run desperately like a predator meets his prey. This is his only chance to feel honest with you. After Koko ask you out, it would be too late. You will be Koko’s. The thought of it filled him with agony.

He stops in front of the playground; his eyes scatter the play. There he finds you standing there with a yellow umbrella. He knows it your cause he bought that umbrella for you.

“Inui? What are you doing here? Omg your soaked.”

He stands in front of you, his eyes fill with desires. He feels like burning. The only thing that’s keeping him cool is the rain. He felt happy when he realizes Koko is nowhere to be found.

“Inui?” You look up to him with wide eyes.

Fuck Y/N

He pulls you in his arm and kiss you. It feels so longing. You yelp in shock giving him a chance to enter his tongue in your mouth. You panic causing your umbrella to drop. He let out all his needs, his urges with action. His fantasies are becoming a reality. Your taste, your touch, the way you whimper in his hold. It all feels so good, he’s starting to feel feverish.

The rain pours all over both of you. It feels like you’re in a movie. Actually, you’re not sure if you like Koko or Inui. You’ve spent so much time with them yet, you still don’t have a sure answer when it comes to both of them but now. You’re sure now.

You both parted from your feverish kiss, you look at each other eyes. You look at him with wide eyes, your lips swollen. You hold on Inui’s shirt, trying to not fall from your shaking knees.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I just can’t take it anymore.”

“I-it’s actually fine. I kinda like you so..’’

“Wait are you serious?”

“Of cause I’m serious! What you don’t wanna take responsibility now?”

“No, it’s just- “

“Shut up and just hug me.” You hide your embarrassed face in Inui’s chest. He chuckles at your action and wrap his arms around you tightly.

“Let’s go home.”

From a far, a man with a chain earring stood silently behind trees as both love birds left. He grips his umbrella tight as he glares at Inui. The envy he’s feeling is strong enough to kill a man.

“That Bitch”

(Thank you for reading my fanfic. Also sorry if I made a mistake or it's not that good. This is my first time writing a yandere character so forgive me. 🙏🙏🙏also i'm sorry I don't put the artist name for the headline. I don't know the artist who draw it that's why. If you know, ur more than welcome to tell me. Thank you ❤🌹🙏🙏)