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prettyboybarzal · 4 years ago

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We Don’t Have To Take Our Clothes Off

Pairing: Sammy Blais x Reader

Word Count: 6.9k

Warnings: Lots of smut. Again. Some unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) and light choking. I think that’s all!

A/N: This is the sequel to Get You, however I think it could be read as a stand alone. I hope you enjoy! This is probably the quickest fic I’ve ever written. Please let me know what you think!!! xoxo Btw, this is inspired by the song of the same name by Ella Eyre!

Previous Part // Masterlist

“Okay, I printed your boarding ticket. It’s with your passport on the kitchen counter. Do not forget them tomorrow.”

You were standing at the end of your bed with your back to the door, shoving away the last of the clothes you needed for your trip to St. Louis. Your stomach turned, bottom lip quivering at the worry you felt all over.

“YN?” your roommate called when you didn’t respond. She approached you slowly, hand coming to rest against your back as she stepped up beside you. “Are you okay?”

“No, I’m not okay,” you admitted. Truthfully, it felt good to say it out loud. You pushed your bag away and sat on the bed with a sigh. “This is, what, the third time in the past two months we’ve planned a weekend to spend together? Still, no label. It’s like he wants to act like a boyfriend, but he doesn’t want to lock it down. I don’t know what to think.”

“Okay,” she said slowly as she sat beside you. “Well, it’s gotta be a good sign that he wants to spend weekends with you. That’s three whole days together. With his busy schedule that has to mean something.”

“Yeah, but what is he doing the rest of the time?”

Hooking up with Sammy after his return from St. Louis proved to be a great decision. You spent the summer together whether it was between the sheets or hanging out around your friends and every moment was sweeter than the one before. But Summer didn’t last forever and he needed to leave for training camp, so he had to say goodbye. Except he didn’t. Instead, he handed you a ticket to visit him on the weekend of the Blues home opener.

You spent nearly the entire weekend in bed together, save for the moments he spent on the ice with you watching him. By the time you landed back home that Sunday night, you could hardly walk.

During your second visit it was much of the same, but that time he actually made a reservation at a five-star restaurant. Sitting across from him in such an intimate setting was the catalyst to the anxiety about where the two of you stood.

Was he in this just for the sex? Or was this something more?

You hoped it was something more.

---

Sammy didn’t really find a special interest anyone, so when he came back from the off season with a little more pep in his step, Vince just knew.

“Who’s the girl?”

“How’d you know there’s a girl?”

“You got this swagger to you, Blais,” Vince answered with a grin. “You walked in here with a pimp walk.”

“Her name’s YN,” Sammy told him, cheeks burning red at the thought of the nights you spent together. “She’s a friend from home.”

“Something tells me she’s a little bit more than a friend.”

“I mean, we’re just hooking up,” Sammy said dismissively. Vince nodded, not even the slightest bit aware of any underlying feelings there might’ve been. When you came to visit, he couldn’t ignore the glaring feelings Sammy had for you. It was evident in the way he frantically cleaned the apartment the day before and how he made sure to stock up on snacks you liked, even though you’d only be there for a few days and he was planning on taking you out to eat for most of your meals.

After meeting you, Vince understood why Sammy was so into you and he also knew that there was no way this was just a hookup.

While you were packing your bags at home, Sammy was working on the apartment. He was dusting and vacuuming and putting all of his bedding through the wash in preparation for your arrival. Vince watched in amusement from the couch, offering no support whatsoever.

“You’re so into her.”

Sammy ignored him as he folded up one of the blankets on their couch and threw it over the back.

“This weekend’s the big weekend, right?” he asked, hoping that his best friend would finally come to his senses and wife you up. The look on Sammy’s face indicated that maybe it wasn’t the big weekend and Vince’s jaw dropped. “You got her tickets to sit with the girls tomorrow. Doesn’t that basically mean she’s your girlfriend?”

“I mean, I haven’t asked.”

“You should.”

“I know,” he grumbled. He was in the middle of fluffing the decorative pillows Vince’s mom sent them. Vince grabbed one and fluffed it for him, realizing that Sammy was in a state of distress. “I wanna ask. I just don’t know when to do it.”

“Ask when you pick her up.”

“That’s not romantic at all.”

“Then ask her when you get back here,” Vince suggested. “Get her a bouquet of flowers or something and just ask.”

---

“Welcome back to the Lou!” Sammy exclaimed as you walked towards him outside baggage claim. Despite the anxiety pit at the bottom of your stomach, you grinned when you saw him. He was dressed in his usual uniform--joggers and a Blues t-shirt--and as you folded into his arms, you felt like you were home. “How was the flight?”

“It was great,” you answered. You began to pull away, but he kept you close to his chest. “First class was a little unnecessary.”

“Not for you,” he murmured. And then he leaned down to kiss you, but you tilted your head just slightly only allowing his kiss to fall against your cheek.

There was nothing but panic coursing through his veins as he released you from his arms. He stepped away and pulled the door open for you after taking your duffel bag off your hands. While he rounded the truck, he tried to piece together any indication that you might’ve been mad at him leading up to this weekend, but he was coming up empty.

He put on a brave face as he slid into the driver’s seat, smiling softly when he asked what you wanted to listen to on the way back to his apartment. You took the aux, shuffled your liked songs, and watched the city of St. Louis whizz by from his passenger side window.

Sammy kept glancing over at you, frustration and confusion clear on his face. You could feel his eyes every time he did so, like they were burning holes in your skin. Finally, you returned his gaze and offered him a smile before reaching out to lace your fingers with his and place them in your lap.

“Welcome back, YN,” Vince greeted as soon as you stepped through the apartment doors. He was on the couch, video game controller in his hand. He hardly even spared you a look, having gotten used to your presence in their apartment throughout the first two months of the season.

“Thanks, Dunner.”

“I’m going to go put your bag away and then run to the bathroom,” Sammy spoke softly. He ran a hand over your hair, cupping the back of your head as he looked down at you. “Meet me in my room?”

You nodded and accepted the kiss that he decided to place against your forehead. Guilt washed over you as you realized he was avoiding your lips, admittedly for a really good reason.

“How was your flight?” Vince asked after Sammy was gone. His question was followed up with a string of curses as he died in the game on the television. He turned after exiting to the main screen and smiled up at you. “I heard Mr. Blais pulled out all the stops this time around.”

“I told him that I didn’t need first class.”

“I told him you’d say that,” Vince said. “He said that he didn’t care.” You laughed nervously, which was noted by the boy on the couch, and he gnawed at his lip while debating his next words. “He’s been talking about this weekend since the last time you were here.”

“Yeah?”

“Non-stop,” he answered, a playful eye roll to go along with it. You couldn’t help but smile as you allowed yourself to daydream about that thought. “Anyway, you go get your man. I’ll be in here, so don’t be too loud or anything.”

“Like you don’t wanna hear it,” you teased, turning to head off to Sammy’s room.

“You know what?” Vince called after you. “Be as loud as you want.”

Your laughter echoed through the apartment and Sammy, who was in the bathroom washing his hands, grinned at the sound of it.

Sammy’s room, once again, was immaculate. His bed was made, there was no laundry in his laundry basket, and he even had a bouquet of flowers sitting on his nightstand. You ran your fingers along the petals, cheeks heating up at the thought of him going out of his way to get them.

Why hadn’t you kissed him at the airport? The little voice inside your head was going to ruin everything before you had the chance to make it really good. You felt guilty, and so you needed to make it up to him. You pulled your shirt over your head and then slipped off your leggings, leaving you in just the lace set you’d thrown on for the trip.

---

Sammy spent the last few weeks thinking about kissing you, touching you, and then you greeted him like he was a stranger. His whole plan had been tossed out of the window after you dodged that kiss. The meaning of the flowers waiting for you on his bedside table completely diminished. He couldn’t ask you out. He wasn’t even sure you wanted it now.

When he entered his bedroom, he was actively trying to put it all behind him and he succeeded because when he pushed the door open, he found you laying against his pillows half-naked.

“Fuck.”

You laughed as he ran his hands over his face to compose himself.

“Fuuuuck.”

“I missed you,” you spoke softly, spreading your legs for him. He threw his head back before kicking the door closed and approaching the bed, a dark look in his eyes. He crawled up the mattress towards you, hands coming to push your legs apart even farther.

He placed a kiss against the fabric covering your mound. You gasped and he smiled, happy to hear that sound again. He continued a path of kisses up your stomach through the valley of your breasts to your lips.

“I need you,” you spoke in that breathless and airy voice he loved so much. “Sammy, please fuck me.”

He wasn’t sure that he had enough time for this, but he was dying to be inside of you so he threw caution to the wind. He hooked his fingers in your panties and tugged them down. He tossed them towards the corner of the room haphazardly and reached towards his sweats to pull them down and do the same. His boxers were quick to follow.

“Condom?” he asked. You nodded, but he was already reaching towards the bedside table.

You stared at his hand as he popped his length and then rolled the condom on. Finally, he slotted himself between your thighs and brushed the head of his cock along your folds.

“Fuck, YN,” he moaned as he entered you. He did so slowly, savoring every bit of the way you tightened around him and your hands grasped his shoulders. It never got old listening to the way you whimpered as he filled you up and then pulled out to do it again. He hooked one of your legs over his hip and fucked you nice and slow.

“You like that, baby?” he asked, eyes trained on your lips and the way they parted with each movement. You nodded. “You’re so good for me.”

And you’re so good for me, you thought, though you didn’t dare voice it.

He grabbed your wrists in one hand and pinned them above your head as he fucked you, each thrust hitting the right spot because Sammy had studied your body for months and knew exactly what he was doing.

Your moans were soft and quiet, polite even considering Vince was just beyond the bedroom door. You arched your back and pressed your chest against Sammy’s, the feeling of his sweatshirt soft against your skin. If he continued rolling his hips into you like he was, you’d cum in no time. Missing him always meant a quicker orgasm when you were back together.

Suddenly, his phone started ringing. A groan ripped through his chest as it heaved from the work he was putting in. He dropped your wrists as he glanced over to the screen, still moving inside of you in case the call didn’t need to be answered and he could continue. Much to his dismay, Thommer’s name flashed across the screen.

He met your eyes a little uneasily.

“I need to answer.”

“Okay,” you squeaked.

He reached over to the phone and answered, pressing it to his ear while still seated inside you.

“What’s up?” he greeted his teammate. His head dropped to your shoulder as he nodded along with whatever was being said on the other end of the phone. “Already?”

You wanted to shove him off, push him away and slip into the bathroom for a shower and a good cry.

“Yeah, okay,” he spoke, eyes searching your face for a sign as to how you were feeling. Your eyes wouldn’t meet his and he knew he was fucked. “I’ll tell Vince. See you in fifteen.”

When he ended the call, he dropped the phone beside you and cursed in French as he pulled out of you.

“YN, I’m so sorry. Thommer’s on the way,” he groaned. “I have to get ready to leave.”

Your mouth opened and then snapped shut as he placed one last kiss against your lips before standing. As he shuffled about the room, you pulled his comforter up to your chin and rolled to your side, eyes shutting to prevent yourself from crying.

“Are you mad at me?”

“No, it’s fine,” you answered without opening your eyes. He frowned as he stared down at you. “I’ll see you after the game.”

He could see right through you. He knew you were mad, but instead of getting into it, he said, “I’m leaving you one of my t-shirts and I talked to O’Reilly earlier about having his wife pick you up so you have someone to go with. Oh, and those flowers are for you.”

“Thanks.”

You heard him crouch down beside the bed.

“Hey,” he whispered. Your eyes fluttered open and met his gaze. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“I’m not upset, Sammy.”

“You’re not a good liar,” he said, lip quirking up in a lopsided smile. You stuck your tongue out at him as he stood, sauntering off to grab some of his things for the rink. He dropped them by the door before returning to your side of the bed and leaning over you. “I’ll see you later.”

“Good luck tonight.”

“I don’t need luck,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your lips. “You’ll be there.”

---

“There’s still no label?”

“Nope.”

“But you want it, don’t you?”

“More than anything.”

Your cheeks flushed as soon as the words hit the air between you and the WAGs. A few of them squealed in excitement, some nodded as if they understood the predicament you were in. This was your third time around them and they were very invested in the situationship between you and Sammy. They loved him, and they loved you now that they’d gotten to know you, so they were just waiting for the question to be popped.

“Well, you’re coming out with us tonight, right?”

“I didn’t even know there was something going on after the game.”

“Sammy’s getting selfish on us, huh?” one of them asked. “Wants you all to himself.”

“We’re going downtown,” another said. “It’s just a small thing.”

“You need to come. Make him sweat a little bit.”

They had you convinced, though it wasn’t hard to do, and you waited for Sammy eagerly outside the locker room to convince him too.

“Ready to go home?” he asked as soon as he caught up to you. His arm slid over your shoulders, pulling you into him so he could peck your lips. Your eyes caught the girls just over his shoulder as you returned his kiss, their eyebrows raised expectantly. When you looked back up at him, you felt pretty confident in yourself.

“I want to go out with your team and the girls.”

“Really?” he asked, sounding a bit annoyed. You nodded and his shoulders dropped as a frustrated sigh slipped past his lips. You pouted up at him, twirling the hair at the nape of his neck between your fingers as you waited for him to give in to you. “Alright, alright, fine.”

You hopped up excitedly and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before grabbing his hand and tugging him to the car.

--- Sammy didn’t want to be out with his team. He wanted to be alone with you, at home with his hands exploring every inch of your body. Instead, he was watching you mingle with his teammates and their girlfriends and wives while he waited for you to return from the bar.

He watched you, groaning internally each time someone new stopped you to catch up. It was all well and good that the team liked you this much, but he wanted his time with you. When you finally arrived back at the table, you had a drink for him and one for yourself as well. He grabbed you by the hips once you were within reach and pulled you down into his lap.

“You look like you’re having fun.”

“And you don’t,” you teased.

“I’ve been hard since I left you this afternoon,” he griped. You rolled your eyes, but your lips betrayed you as they curled up at the corners. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you all night.”

“Patience is a virtue.”

“And I’ve been patient,” he spoke, kissing the sensitive spot on your neck. “I’ve been patient for three weeks, waiting for you to come back to me.”

“A few more hours won’t kill you.”

“It might,” he grunted. You laughed softly, rolling your eyes at him as you dropped a kiss to his lips. He smiled into it and watched you carefully as you pulled away and gazed at the room around you.

“Vince isn’t coming home tonight,” he whispered against the shell of your ear. You tilted your head to the side as he trailed his lips along your skin to your shoulder. “I can’t wait to make you scream my name.”

You swallowed thickly as his hand trailed up to your throat, fingers tilting your face towards his. You leaned in and captured his lips with yours, ignoring the whistles from the guys that were returning to the table with drinks.

---

While Sammy locked up the apartment after getting home, you ventured to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. You gazed out at the city of St. Louis through the window above his sink and thought about the anxiety you felt from the uncertainty between the two of you. You were so distracted that you didn’t hear him enter the room until his hands were sliding around your waist.

He attached his lips to the juncture of your neck and shoulder as his arms snaked around your waist from behind. You sighed into him, breath catching in your throat as his fingers trailed over your clothed core.

“I’ve thought about fucking you against every surface in this apartment,” he admitted with a chuckle.

“And?”

“And what?”

“Which one do you think about the most?”

“This one,” he spoke, pressing your hips against the kitchen counter. His breath fanned over the skin of your neck as he spoke, lighting your body up with goosebumps. “Whenever I eat in here, I think about you in one of my t-shirts, nothing underneath. I think about bending you over, pushing the shirt up over your hips, and fucking you until you can’t stand.”

As much as you were hoping this weekend would sing a different tune than the two before, you still figured you should take advantage of what this relationship really was. You never felt as good as you did when he was filling you up, so why deprive yourself of the feeling?

Sammy’s hand felt heavy along your back as he pressed you against the countertop, and you fed into it by wiggling your ass in front of him, inviting him to do what he’d been daydreaming about.

He spoke your name in a low, warning tone of voice. Why did you have to be so irresistible? He wanted to take you against the counter so fucking bad, but he couldn’t stop thinking about what this weekend really was supposed to be about.

“Don’t you want to make your daydreams a reality?” you asked, glancing at him over your shoulder. His cock was hard against your ass and his hands wandered up and under the shirt you were wearing, searching for any way to touch your skin. You shed yourself of the jean jacket you’d thrown on and Sammy got a good look at his last name on your back.

“Your bra goes, but my shirt stays on.”

He watched as you unclasped your bra and slipped it off from underneath your shirt, dropping it to the floor beside your feet. His hands were on you immediately, trailing up to your breasts and cupping them as he brought your back to his chest. He played with your nipples while sucking a mark into your neck.

One hand trailed down to your jeans, fingers popping the button undone before unzipping them. They danced along the lace at the top of your panties and then slipped beneath the band and down to your slit. Two fingers sunk into your heat as he tugged your earlobe between his teeth.

His cock strained against the pants he was wearing, pressing into your ass as he pumped his fingers inside of you. Your breathing was already heavy and you couldn’t stop your hips from rutting against his palm as he fingered you.

He pulled his fingers out and grabbed your jeans by the belt loops, tugging them down to your ankles. You shoved your panties down as well, desperate for him to fill you up. You stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. Sammy sank down to his knees, hands on the back of your thighs to spread your cunt open for him.

“Always so wet for me,” he murmured. He blew some air onto your pussy and you shivered. He sucked a kiss onto your clit and dragged a whimper out of you as your head fell into your hands. He lapped up your wetness and inserted his two fingers back into your pussy.

“Fuck, Sammy. So good.”

“Talk to me,” he spoke, tufts of air hitting your needy cunt as he spoke. “Tell me how good this feels. Tell me how good I make you feel.”

“No one makes me feel this good except you,” you cried out as the pace of his fingers quickened. That was what he needed to hear to attach his lips to your pussy again. “Sammy, please.”

“Please what?” he asked, licking another stripe up your slit. “What do you want?”

“I want your cock,” you moaned. “I need it.”

He pulled his fingers out and stood. With one arm, he pulled your back to his chest. He lifted his fingers to your lips and you took them into your mouth willingly, tasting yourself and moaning around them as you sucked. You bobbed your head on them, taking them deeper, and as he watched, his other hand fell to his pants to shove them down.

They fell to his knees, too needy to even undress completely. The thought of it turned you on. He freed his cock and you felt it hot and heavy against your ass. You heard the crinkling of a condom wrapper, as always, and your mind quickly went elsewhere. You yearned to feel him raw, but not if he had other partners. God, you hoped he didn’t have other partners.

He took his time entering you. Your mouth fell open and his fingers slipped out of it, to curl around your throat. He sank into you, milking the sweet sounds that always came when he bottomed out inside of you.

“You take me so well,” he praised, squeezing your throat just enough. You repeated his name a few times as he pulled out again and slammed back into you. “So good for me, right, baby? You’re so good at taking my cock.”

His hand dropped from your throat to push your chest against the counter. The other gripped your ass, bouncing in front of him as he pumped in and out of you, moans filling the room. He praised you as he filled you up, but the compliments weren’t hitting like they used to, your mind was too full of thoughts that betrayed your feelings.

It wasn’t long before he was reaching his orgasm. He’d been dreaming about taking you against that counter for so long that it was hard to hold out. His hand twisted in your hair and his hips sputtered, and he pulled you back to his chest to suck marks into your neck. You weren’t close by any means, but you moaned loudly as he cursed into your neck to give the illusion that you were reaching your peak with him.

He came into the condom and collapsed against your back for a moment, then pulled out. As he placed kisses along your shoulders and the nape of your neck, his post-sex clarity came to him. Those moans weren’t the moans he was used to. Your body didn’t shake like he was used to. He turned you around and the moment he saw your face, his suspicions were confirmed. You didn’t cum.

You pressed up on your toes and kissed him quickly before ducking beneath his arms.

“I’m going to shower.”

Sammy watched you disappear from the kitchen and stood there stunned for a few moments. He was racking his brain, trying to figure out what went wrong and where. It felt like with every second that slipped by, you were drifting farther and farther away from him.

Once he heard the shower kick on, he gathered the clothes from the kitchen floor and returned to his bedroom to throw them all in the hamper. He stripped down, thinking about you all the while and wondering how he could save this weekend from falling apart completely. It really bothered him that you weren’t enjoying yourself. Not even the sex could do it for you.

He walked over to the bathroom door and stood outside, hesitating even though he wanted to get into your head. Finally, he opened it and stepped inside. You noticed his frame through the steamed up glass and felt a sadness creep over you. He opened the shower doors and stepped into the stream of water from the shower head. You had your back to him, so he curled his arms around your waist and pulled you into him. Your body relaxed into his touch, finally.

“You think I don’t know your body?” he asked, voice gruff in your ear. His hand slid over your stomach and settled just below your belly button as he pulled your back flush against his chest. “I know you faked that orgasm.” He felt your muscles stiffen. “What’s going on in your head? You haven’t been yourself this entire trip. Talk to me.”

“Sammy, I can’t do this anymore,” you blurted out, thankful that he couldn’t see your face. This time, he was the one who tensed up. “The sex is great, but it feels like there’s something more even if there isn’t. I don’t know what’s going on in your head and I don’t know if there are other girls when I’m not around, and I’m not even sure I’m allowed to be upset if there are.”

He spun you around and brought you chest-to-chest. One of his hands trailed along your spine to the small of your back and the other cradled your cheek in his palm.

“YN, if you hadn’t dodged my kiss at the airport, you would’ve been my girlfriend already,” he spoke. Your brows pulled together. “I bought flowers and everything, but after you didn’t kiss me I didn’t know what to do. It seemed like you just wanted to have sex, so I just thought you didn’t want anything more.”

“Sammy, I--”

“And there are no other girls,” he spoke. “Are there other guys?”

“No, not in forever.”

“So, why are we being stupid?” he asked, hand curling into the back of your hair. He pulled you closer, lips just inches away. “I want you, you want me. Let’s be together.”

“I’d really like that.”

Beneath the warmth of the water, Sammy kissed you long and hard. His arms curled around you, pulling you so tightly to his body that it was uncertain where one of you began and the other ended.

“I owe you an orgasm,” he whispered against your lips. “Actually, I owe you two.”

“You should add interest.”

“Oh?” he asked, an amused grin forming on his lips. You laughed at his raised eyebrows and squealed when he pushed you up against the shower wall, the head of his cock brushing against your folds and igniting a fire in the pit of your stomach. “I can do that.”

---

You woke up to the feeling of Sammy’s lips against your collarbone and his wandering hands sliding across your stomach. He pulled you tightly to him as you stirred, continuing the shower of kisses up your neck to your cheeks, and finally your lips once you puckered them in invitation.

“I’m taking you on a date today.”

“Are you?”

“Yeah,” he answered simply. “I’ve wanted to take you on a date all weekend, but somehow I just kept ending up between your legs.”

You smacked him playfully, but he just giggled.

“What’s the plan?”

“Get out of bed and you’ll find out.”

You spent your morning at a local coffee shop, eating breakfast and having the first real conversation in a while. It felt like everything was back to how it was before all the anxiety of labels. He told bad jokes and you laughed at every single one, you caught him up on the gossip at home and he talked about St. Louis and the things him and Vince had gotten up to since the last time you visited.

After breakfast, you walked the streets of the city. His hand found yours easily and while the both of you blushed, neither acknowledged it. He gave you a tour of the city, something he hadn’t done the first two visits and desperately wanted to do, and you spent a few hours shopping around for clothing and other unnecessary purchases before heading back to his apartment to eat lunch, hang for a while, then get ready for dinner.

He made reservations that morning for a restaurant all his teammates recommended. It was a highly frequented spot for the couples on the team, so he wanted to christen it with you. He got ready first while you showered and dressed himself in a pair of slacks and a form-fitting button up shirt. Then, he occupied himself with whatever game was on TV and waited for you to emerge from the bedroom.

“Is this too much?” you asked, stepping into the living room in a form fitting black dress that fell to about mid-thigh. He stood, eyes wide and drinking in your body.

“You look beautiful,” he murmured as he stepped forward. He placed his hand delicately against your hip. “This is perfect. Definitely not too much at all, but I don’t know how I’m gonna stop touching you while we’re at dinner. You’re a smoke.”

Thankfully, Sammy behaved at dinner, though it was hard to touch you much from across the table. He held your hand on top of it though. His thumb brushed along the skin on the back of your hand gently and as you talked, he hung on your every word. He ordered a bottle of wine for the table and by the end of the meal, you were a little drunk off him and the alcohol.

The night felt magical, just sitting there and talking with him instead of ripping each other’s clothes off. You couldn’t believe he was your and you were his, and you couldn’t wait for whatever came next.

Vince told Sammy he’d make himself scarce once again to give you two the privacy you deserved. The moment you walked in the door, Sammy was ushering you to his bedroom.

“Can I please get you out of this dress?” he asked, finger dipping below the strap on your shoulder. You nodded and he pushed the straps off both shoulders, kissing along the skin that was beneath it. “It’s hot, but I’ve been thinking about what’s underneath all night.”

Your dress pooled at your feet and you stepped out of it before making quick work of the buttons on his shirt. You pushed the fabric off and onto the ground and then pushed off his pants.

His lips captured yours again and he pulled you against him, finally skin-to-skin with one arm around your waist and his other hand entangled in your hair. Kissing him felt different, like you weren’t rushing from this to ripping each other’s close off. He could’ve kissed you all night if that’s what you wanted, but it was clear that you both wanted more.

“Let’s take our time tonight,” he spoke against your lips. You nodded in agreement before kissing him again. You kissed all the way to bed, until the back of your knees were hitting the mattress and he was lowering you onto your back.

“No condom,” you added. He pulled away, eyes searching your face for more confirmation. “I want to feel you. And I’m on birth control and we’re only having sex with each other, so…”

“Are you sure?”

“If you feel comfortable with it too, then yes, I’m sure.”

Sammy kissed you again, but this time his smile was getting in the way and soon you were both giggling against each other’s lips.

“You’re my dream girl,” he spoke, fingers hooking into your panties and pulling them down. “I’m so crazy about you. I can’t believe you're all mine.”

“All yours.”

He pushed his briefs down and threw them off the bed to join your panties and bra. His fingers found your core and he dipped them in your wet, moaning against your skin as he said, “Are you always this wet, baby?”

“Only when you’re around me.”

“Good answer,” he teased. You giggled and then sucked in a breath as he slipped his fingers into you. He watched your eyes flutter shut, chest rising and falling more rapidly as he stretched you out. “You look so pretty when I finger you. You should see it for yourself, maybe we’ll have to do this in front of a mirror sometime.” You moaned, the thought too hot to handle. “You like the sound of that?”

“Mhmm.”

“Good thing we have all night then, huh?” he asked. You nodded obediently. He pulled his fingers out and lifted them to your lips. “Have a taste.”

You wrapped your lips around his fingers and sucked, hollowing out your cheeks knowing that it would drive him crazy. Your innocent eyes drove him wild, you knew that, so you gave him the best ones you could muster.

When he pulled his fingers from your mouth, he gripped your hips with his hands and kissed you hard, tongues exploring each other’s mouths as the head of his cock caught against your opening. You moaned into his mouth.

“I know you want it,” he murmured. “Soon.”

He peppered kisses along your jaw down your neck to the valley of your breasts. Then, he attached his lips to your nipple. One hand kneaded the other while his tongue circled your nipple, sucking and nipping at it until you were shaking beneath. He moved onto the other and did the same, earning moans as he tweaked the senstive nub.

“Sammy, please,” you moaned. “I need you now.”

He kissed back up to your lips with a smile.

“Since you asked so nicely,” he murmured, wrapping his hand around his length and pumping. He leaned into you and pressed the head against your opening. You gasped as he entered you slowly and shuddered at what it felt like to do this without a condom. His forehead dropped to your shoulder as he moaned your name.

“This, you, feel so good,” he whispered against your neck. “So fucking good.”

“Fuck, fuck, Sammy,” you choked out. “Please give me more.”

He pushed in more, but still hadn’t filled you completely. As your pussy fluttered around him, he moaned loudly, “I’m not gonna last long, mon amour.”

“Deeper,” you requested. He pushed all the way in, bottoming out as you yelled out a few curses. He placed one hand on your lower stomach and pressed. The pressure ignited something inside you and you wrapped your legs around his waist to try to take him deeper.

He began to thrust in languid movements. You rolled your hips with his as he fucked you deeper, hitting spots you never even knew existed. His head fell to the crook of your neck as he hit that spot again and again. “I love the way you fuck me.”

“I love the way you do everything,” he admitted through baited breaths. You giggled softly and then gasped as he snapped his hips to yours rougher than before. “I love the sounds you make.” He picked up his head and gazed down at you as he pulled out. “Let me hear you.”

You sighed as he entered you again, slower this time, and with a breathless voice, you moaned his name. Your fingers curled into his hair, twirling the strands around your fingers as he set a consistent pace. He dropped a hand to your clit and circled with his thumb.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

“Keep talking.”

“God, you’re so good,” you moaned, nails gripping his shoulders as the pace of his thrusts quickened. He snapped his hips to yours and watched as you threw your head back against the pillow with a loud shout. “Fuck! Sammy, harder!”

“Are you close?”

You nodded, biting down on your lip as he slammed into you again. He fucked you hard and deep, the headboard of his bed slamming against the wall as he did so. He reached up to steady himself, pulling his thumb off your clit to hold your hip down to the bed.

“Sammy, Sammy, Sammy,” you repeated his name like a pray. He called yours right back at you. “I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum all over my cock, baby,” he murmured, staring down at your face as you unraveled. You moaned loudly, arching your back as the orgasm washed over you. He was chasing his own orgasm frantically. You were loud, overstimulated as he fucked you through your orgasm. Your legs shook from the aftershocks. “Where do you want my cum?”

“Inside me,” you answered breathlessly. He cursed, hips stuttering as he filled you once more. His cock twitched and he spoke your name, praises falling from his lips as he filled your pussy. He collapsed on top of you, arms curling to pull you against him as he softened inside of you.

“Fuck, YN,” he muttered after catching his breath. He pulled out slowly and you whimpered as the cold air of his bedroom hit your pussy. You began to close your legs, but he spread them and gathered the cum seeping out of you with his finger to push it back into your heat. “So good for me.”

He stood and walked off to the bathroom for a towel. When he came back, he spread your legs again and wiped your core softly, though you still shuddered under his touch. You got up to go to the bathroom and when you came back he was making grabby hands for you to join him in bed.

“That was great.”

“Really great.”

“The best sex we’ve ever had,” he noted. You laughed and he nudged your chin up to get you to look at him and smiled down at you. He kissed you softly. “I’m really happy we’re together.”

“Me too,” you responded.

“And I’m sorry for not making it clear how I felt about you before,” he said. “I’ll never make that mistake again, okay? You’ll always know how crazy I am about you. I’m gonna tell you everyday.”

“I had fun with you today,” you said, finger tracing patterns against his chest. He smiled softly, cheeks pinkening.

“I really don’t want you to leave tomorrow.”

“Me neither,” you sighed. He kissed your nose. “But we have tonight, so let’s enjoy it.”

Sammy rolled over and pinned your hands above your head, length already hard and resting against your inner thighs.

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

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all-my-love-for-harry · 4 years ago

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Prometiste.

summary: when a relationship starts breaking, previous promises are broken too.

word count: 1.7k

warnings: pure angst! Is a sad one :(

a/n: I got inspired by my favorite song to write this piece, this song is very dear to me and i loved how this turned out. Let me know what you think of it, please! (btw, the title translates to ‘you promised’)

you can find the rest of my masterlist here

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･

The distance can make people grow closer, or it can break them apart. When the second happens, the results are two people with a broken heart and a lot of problems unresolved.

In the beginning, things were great. Harry would pick Y/N up at the airport every time she would go visit him on tour. He’d have her attached to his hip all the time, grabbing a chair for her to sit and watch him rehearse, put her on his lap while his hairstylist was doing his hair, going straight to her arms after every show and going straight to their hotel room to make love to her just like he knows how to.

When her time to leave would arrive, he would beg her to stay just a little more, claiming she was his lucky charm and needed her with him at all times. He’d never say goodbye, simply because he didn’t like that word. He’d much prefer to leave a kiss at the top of her head and make her promise she’d come back soon.

And every time she kept her promise.

Six months passed since Harry began his tour, and in every visit she made she’d notice him more distant, and even if she didn’t want to admit it, she could feel how he was slowly slipping through her fingers.

He’d no longer make the trip to pick her up from the airport, he’d tell her to wait in his dressing room until the concert, leaving her alone for hours without any sort of explanation or sight of regret. She started to feel more like a baggage, an intruder.

Regardless of how she felt, she decided against talking to Harry about it. It was obvious he was stressed, so she sat and watched in silence how the love of her life slowly changed into a person she didn’t know anymore.

Suddenly, she found herself starting looking forward to saying goodbye instead. The question of why she was still wasting her money on plane tickets to see a person who didn’t even look happy to see her was a real enigma, but she still did it anyway. No matter how many text messages Harry would leave on read, or how many unanswered calls landed on his phone, she still loved him and had faith this would only be temporary.

The tour finally made its stop in London, and the reason why Y/N was looking forward to this particular stop, was because Harry had a week long break before his next show. Which meant he was going to be completely free from any obligations, and his mind would finally be stress free.

He hasn’t been sending her many messages lately, but he did tell her his plane got delayed and he’d arrive later than expected. She took the extra time to cook dinner at his house, as a welcome gift.

Harry’s flight was supposed to land at 6 pm, however, it was already nine and he hadn’t come to his house yet.

Y/N got worried and sent him a couple of messages asking him about his whereabouts but he was yet to answer. So she insisted. She was tired of being ignored.

However, after finally receiving an answer from Harry, she immediately wished she didn’t.

Can you stop being so annoying?

Y/N felt as if someone ripped her heart from her chest as tears immediately threatened to spill out of her eyes. Dozens of questions started to run through her mind, still having trouble at understanding the situation.

She contemplated her options. She could either leave, or she could stay and wait for him to come home and one and for all demand an explanation of his behavior. She chose the latter.

So she sat on the couch, looking directly at the flat screen hanged on the wall even though it wasn’t even on. She flinched when she heard a jingle of his keys, following from his footsteps.

None of them said anything as Harry approached her, sitting beside her on the couch in complete silence. He sighed.

“I don’t think this is working anymore, Y/N” He whispered, turning to look at her. He caught how one single tear fell off her left eye, not answering him. She swallowed the rest of them though. “There’s so much going on right now, and I had to make a massive readjust of priorities…”

“And I suppose I didn’t make the cut” She interrupted him. Harry took a deep breath. “Did you stop loving me?” Finally turning to look at him, Harry’s heart break into a million of pieces when he saw her, bloodshot eyes from containing her tears. Harry shook his head. “Then what happened?” she almost begged. “Because it looks like you did and you’re just lying to me to make me feel better”

“I haven’t stopped loving you, never will” he confessed. “I thought I could balance it all. Tour and… well, you. I haven’t been a good boyfriend and you deserve someone who puts you first because… because I can’t”

“I know I’m not perfect, I was certain that my place was next to you. And I tried to keep my promise, I really tried, Harry” She couldn’t contain herself anymore as she started sobbing.

He grabbed her arm and pulled her to his chest, allowing himself to also cry. He felt how Y/N’s tears stained his shirt, but he didn’t care. She tried inhale Harry’s essence as she felt like it was going to be the last time she’d be able to do it.

“I know you did, I do” He started kissing the top of her head multiple times. “This is on me, baby. Is all on me, I’m sorry”

She pulled away from his chest, whipping her tears only to receive new ones. “You could’ve spared me so much time of uncertainty, you know? If you didn’t want this anymore, then why you didn’t say something sooner?”

“I… don’t know. I guess I didn’t want to accept it was time to let you go”

Y/N’s lip started trembling. Deep down she knew Harry just didn’t love her anymore, and although that thought hurt, she would’ve preferred hearing that rather than a really vague excuse. She needed to get out of the house, otherwise she’d collapse.

She stood up abruptly, starting to look for her purse. Harry panicked, standing up from the couch as well. “Please don’t go while you’re like this”

“I don’t want to stay, Harry” she choked a sob. “I really need to go, please” she begged. Harry looked unsure, but he still let go of her arm he didn’t even realize he was holding.

So he watched grab her purse and leave. In that moment, Harry knew he was making the biggest mistake of his life, one that he’d forever regret. But even if he already knew, he still did it anyway.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･

Y/N cried until there weren’t any more tears to spill. She woke up the next day with a wet pillow and a broken heart. At first, she thought it was all just a bad dream, but memories from the night before passed through her mind and a new wave of tears came.

She felt like her whole world was falling apart, suddenly feeling lost and… empty. Her chest felt empty. And it was because her heart didn’t belong to her anymore. Harry had it.

And despite he knew he held her heart in his hands, he still broke it.

Or perhaps he forgot he had it.

It wouldn’t be the first time he’d forgotten something.

Y/N just wanted it all to end. The ache in her head and in her chest, it was becoming too much to handle and she didn’t know what to do anymore.

After spending her whole afternoon in bed staring at the ceiling, she came to the conclusion that in order to stop her soul from aching further, Y/N needed to erase the past three years of her life from her mind.

It was an impulsive decision, but she didn’t realize it until she was in front of Harry’s front door with a couple of duffel bags in the back of her car, waiting to be filled with all her belongings.

Harry wasn’t home, of course he wasn’t. He had a concert to do. He had a career and a life that was waiting for him, and Y/N wasn’t part of that anymore.

Taking a deep breath, she grabbed the bags and entered the house with her spare key, feeling sad about thinking it would be the last time she’d use it. She placed the key in the table beside the door and headed upstairs straight to Harry’s room.

A wave of memories invaded her mind. Times where they were happy, times where being in love was the only thing that matter for them.

His room. A place Y/N loved but now was bittersweet to stand in. She placed her bags on his bed, allowing her palm to touch the white sheets and closing her eyes for a second.

His bed. Where thousands of promises were made through soft whispers and tender touches. She remembered how Harry would promise her it would always be them against the world, how he bowed he’d never leave her alone, loving her until the end of times, through thick and thin. No matter the situation, it’d always be just them. Just Y/N and Harry.

And she, being her, believed him blindly.

It seemed like Harry forgot all those things along with so many others. Along with the fact that today would’ve been their fourth year together, not that it mattered anymore.

Once her bags were full, she let herself have one last look at the room that used to be her favorite room in the entire house. She took out the promise ring Harry had given her a year prior, letting it rest on his nightstand.

Just like last night, Y/N had two options. She could either leave now, or she could stay and wait for him for one last goodbye.

And this time, she chose the first option, and didn’t look back.

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tobiosmilktea · 4 years ago

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Hi is it ok if to ask a scenario on how y/n tamed the super energetic captain terushima? Like that would be super cute don't you think? Btw love your stories💖💖💖💖 soooo cute

figure 8s — terushima yuuji

2.5k words | genre/s: fluff | warning/s: mentions of blood, terushima’s kinda ooc?? | pairing: terushima x gn!reader

↪︎ in which your cold demeanor tamed johzenji’s infamous volleyball captain

a/n: this took so long to write! i’m getting over another bad case of writers block and i’m not sure if this was something you were looking for, def not my best work. i’m really sorry it took a while to get it posted, so enjoy!

you believed it was the way you had never thought of becoming friends with someone as juvenile as terushima yuuji that was the cause of your daily migraines. to his constant thunderous childlike behavior or how he would flirt with literally anyone if he was bored enough. terushima liked to think you and him were close—best friends even, but with the amount of times he had hit every nerve by flirting with you and teasing, you thought the complete opposite.

the two of you had gotten into a little argument again earlier this morning.

it was callow and stupidly unnecessary, anyone who knew of your usually quiet and aloof personality knew you wouldn’t even spare energy getting into one with terushima. you didn’t even want to think about it as granted, it was about his usual antics of flirting with a random first year the moment you two walked onto johzenji high. it was so unlike you to care so much about him flirting with someone other than yourself. perhaps it was the way a foreign feeling of raving moths that ravaged your gut when you watched him ask for that girl’s number like it was nothing.

it’s not like he’s gonna call you anyway, you thought selfishly to yourself as the first year walked away.

and as icy cold as you were, you were always the type to still give a little too much effort and care into things that most wouldn’t (not to you anyway). and surely, you shouldn’t be worrying about not apologizing to a boy who started your verbal quarrel in the first place when you opted to giving the cold shoulder afterwards. you had nothing to apologize for anyway and yet there you were—resting on a far from comfortable chair in your classroom during lunch alone as you stare outside.

you couldn’t think. well... you could, but all your could think about was remembering the ghosting sensation of having butterflies in your stomach early this morning. you couldn’t help but internally gag as your mind suddenly flickered towards the realization, jealousy?

no, it couldn’t be. how could you be jealous over terushima giving attention to someone else when you’ve been rejecting his advances the moment you two met in your first year?

your glare had left the cerulean skies of miyagi as it eventually fell back on a blank sheet of paper within your progressively numbed hand. it was cramped into the same position for eons as you gripped your pen within your hand. held tightly until your knuckles bled white and all your veins ached for blood flow, until the muscles in your hand ached in agony, until you felt your trimmed fingernails finally cut deep within your skin that bled crimson. the baby hairs that were obviously too short to stay tamed, tapered and framed down your face as you looked down upon the bloody stain on your paper.

feelings like this were far too foreign to you, far too dangerous as you even had the audacity to write a letter of your compiled forms of withering memoirs, serendipities you yearned to achieve, and even the surprising downpour of jealousy you wished you never felt. you assumed that writing them all down would suffice in ridding yourself of such feelings.

you dropped the pen as you bore holes into your hand with your hard gaze. crescent-shaped lacerations had divided your skin as even the lingering sting of wounded flesh didn’t really affect you. you cursed under your breath as you grabbed a tissue out of your bag to quickly wipe up the blood.

the padding of shoes against the floor of the loud classroom had gotten louder as if someone was approaching you, hitching a breathe within you as you swiftly shoved the slightly bloody paper under your english textbook. johzenji’s setter, takeharu come into view as he threw you a calm smile while you quickly hid your hands under your desk.

“hey, sorry to bother you (y/l/n), but are you okay?” the setter gently asked, yet it was laced with hesitance and caution as they were talking to you.

you shrug you shoulders, muttering through your teeth. “could be better, but i’m fine.”

“oh okay, that’s good.” takeharu response in the same awkward tone. could you tell you two hadn’t talked much? “you and terushima have been ignoring each other,” he then adds.

“really?” you scoffed, “i haven’t noticed.”

a soft chuckle left takeharu’s lips as he scratched the back of his head, “well, um, he’s been kinda annoying us lately. he’s been asking about you all day, but refuses to talk to you.”

your gaze flickers towards the setter, curiosity kindling within you. “why is he so stubborn about it?” you miffed.

“you tell me, (y/l/n).” there was something persuasive about his articulation, that even if takeharu was implying some sly arrangement, you couldn’t help but play along with it. “you two have petty arguments all the time that end up not being that serious, what happened this time?”

“the usual misunderstanding,” was all you could reveal, anything else and you would’ve landed yourself a one-way ticket towards absolute embarrassment.

takeharu scoffs, “of course it is. now, listen, terushima is acting weirdly and obviously that’s going to affect our volleyball practice, like i seriously don’t want extra drills just cause you keep ignoring him.” his thoughts lingered for a second, “i don’t know what you two argued about, but i think you two should talk and clarify some things and just become friends again.”

“we were barely friends to begin with, takeharu.” you asserted, your gaze finally turning to meet his in your usual deadpan expression.

“really?” he inquired, testing the waters he knew was perilous to trek on. “that’s not what i remembered when i saw you two skipping class that one day, or how you two are always with each other during lunches—”

a slight warm sensation reached your cheeks as you shook your head, “you’re looking to far into it. terushima’s the one who comes up to me and i just talk to him because i’m bored and have nothing else to do.”

“right, of course.”

a smirk melted upon takeharu’s visage and to what you would usually want to wipe that smug look off his face, you only turned away to hide the blush rising on your expression. “and that’s all it was,” you concluded. “besides, i’m pretty sure he has a massive crush on karasuno’s volleyball manager.”

“oh yeah, i think everybody knows that.” the setter laughs as if it were to lighten up the mood a bit more, but the look on your face when he said that made him recoil a bit. “b-but since he finally found someone he actually goes to school with and is actually his age, maybe—”

“maybe nothing,” you immediately cut him off, “are you forgetting how much of a fuckboy he is?”

“personally, i think he’s more of a playboy since he just flirts and doesn’t sleep around, but I get what you’re saying.” takeharu mutters matter-of-factly before continuing, “and obviously i’m not forgetting that fact, but based on how differently he acted today now that you were giving him the silent treatment, I think you actually have a shot.”

you brows furrow, “a shot at what?”

“taming the infamously untameable volleyball captain, terushima yuuji.”

you audibly scoff, feigning yourself from bursting out laughing at the idea.

“think about it.” the setter starts again as you two look at each other attentively, “almost everyone here knows that you and terushima have a thing going, whether or not you two actually like each other. not that i’m saying you should live up to the peer pressure, but you two literally look like the epitome of opposites attract in a shoujo manga. what do you think would happen?”

“something unfortunate, that’s for sure.”

takeharu could only roll his eyes again, amusement lighting up his features as he shook his head at the notion. “i still think you should talk to him. lunch isn’t really over yet, either.”

you audibly groan as the setter suddenly forces you to get up out of your chair, “do i have to?”

“yes!” he exclaimed, “please, he’s being so annoying.”

the school’s crowded hallways surrounded you. you typically liked having your personal space, so having to be casually bumping shoulders with others as you walked through the hallway was literally your worst nightmare. perhaps it was the simmering and leftover fervor from your argument that your jungle-mind was too clouded with the thought of having even an inch of feelings for the volleyball captain. despite knowing where terushima’s classroom was, you weren’t even trying to find him anymore, instead, you wandered the labyrinthine corridors in self-indulgence until you managed to stumble upon the restrooms. they were right near terushima’s classroom.

you relieved yourself before cleansing your hands from the wet crimson that dried into a burnished brown. you didn’t have any bandages on you and you certainly weren’t in the mood to walk all the way to the nurses office, so you opted in wrapping your hand with two layers of toilet paper before trekking back out into the hallways.

a sigh escaped from your lips as you stepped into terushima’s classroom.

to your surprise, he was actually sitting at his desk for once and not walking around his classroom talking to others. rather, he did have others around him making conversation, but it wasn’t like terushima was active in their talkative endeavors in the first place, anyway.

“i’m here to make amends,” you announce, folding your arms over your chest as the students who surrounded the volleyball captain noticed your blinding presence and backed away slightly.

“did takeharu send you?” terushima questioned as he arched a brow at you.

“yeah,” you immediately answer only to be responded by the tilting confusion of terushima’s head in disbelief. “...but it was on my own accord as well.”

a chuckle emits from his lips as he nods, “okay then, you can continue.”

the hint of playfulness in terushima’s voice made it difficult for you to speak of your apology seriously. with the sense of lightness within the air, suddenly bringing up their past argument would surely eliminate the casual aura. “i...” you almost hesitates and you didn’t know why. fuck it, you thought. “i wanted to apologize for overreacting this morning. i honestly don’t even know why i got so affected by you flirting with others when i shouldn’t even care.”

the words spilled out of your mouth faster than anticipated and you immediately felt embarrassed. you weren’t used to apologizing despite certain faults in your past, you would never get used to it. you would certainly never get used to the hard gaze terushima’s expression fell into the moment you offered some form of remorse. and to what you assumed would be another form of reciprocated antagonizing of your character, a simple, yet small grin tugged at terushima’s lips as he looked at you. for a moment, you felt your heart stop.

how charming.

“it’s alright,” he replied positively, taking you aback. “it’s quite funny, though—how you acted. i was genuinely surprised, (y/n).”

you raised a brow at the boy before you, “really?”

“well, my feelings have always been a product of being played by you.” terushima slyly suggested a fact that you weren’t even aware of. he shifted his weight upon his chair as you remained speechless, “i always thought my feelings were obvious for you, (y/n).”

your eyebrows furrow into confusion as you noticed how everyone suddenly gave you and the volleyball captain space. “they were jokes, weren’t they?”

“and how would you know they were jokes?” he tested.

“you flirt with everyone.”

“only to get you jealous enough to like me back,” he fired back as you were found speechless once more.

your gaze that fell to the floor had flicked upon terushima, sighing as you shifted awkwardly from your stance in front of him, “i don’t get it.” you said when you leaned your weight against a desk behind you. “why me?”

terushima shrugs, “you were a challenge—a confusing one that is,” he confesses, “usually, people would either be too easy to win over or reject me straight up. meanwhile, you neither gotten easily won over or had rejected me, so i continued to be by your side until you noticed i was serious about my feelings for you.”

“you know i hate it when people aren’t being straight up with me, yuuji.”

yuuji, the way your voice said his name was music to terushima’s ears as it kept repeating it in his head. he was so obviously wrapped around your finger, you didn’t even notice. you rarely called him this, but when you do, you were being serious. “i know, i just figured at some point you could’ve just completely told me to fuck off if you really wanted to... but you didn’t.”

you really didn’t. that was your complete downfall and realization that you possibly had feelings for johzenji’s volleyball captain. it filled you up with so much ichor, you assumed that maybe your feelings of annoyance for him was simply a facade. perhaps you hated the fact that you actually enjoyed terushima’s boisterous presence that you even felt you heart steadily quicken the more and more he poured his feelings out to you. god, you were a mess on the inside, but on your exterior, you visage was still as deadpanned as before.

“you’re right,” you finally spoke from a brief period of silence. “perhaps you’re not as annoying as i thought you were.”

“so you’re not mad at me?” he asks innocently.

you shake you head, “why would i? i was the one who got jealous in the first place.”

terushima could feel the corners of his lips tug into a smirk, “is this your way of confessing to me, (y/n)?”

“yes and that’s all you’re getting from me, yuuji.” at that point, you couldn’t help but put a small smile on your face as he offered his hand for you. graciously taking his calloused hands into you soft ones because you thought you two were doing your signature hand shake, terushima had actually pulled you into an embrace.

you two held each other for a good second, almost in awe as this was both out of your characters to be in each other’s arms, but it honestly felt nice. you and terushima had almost forgotten the tense air that was between you two the entire school day until it was interrupted by the loud ringing of the school bell.

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writers-block246 · 4 years ago

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You Were in my Blindspot: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

Chapter 5:

The weeks you spent together after that first date were amazing. You felt like you were floating, even if that sounded totally girlish. The night of your date, he only told you to wear something nice. “But everything you wear is nice,” he said with a wink. So, you dressed in a deep red gown that exposed most of your back. In the front, the dress had a plunging neckline and hugged your figure close at the waist, flowing down around your legs. At 7:30, he picked you up and drove you to a beautiful restaurant. When he opened the car door for you, you couldn’t help but stand in awe for a couple of moments. The restaurant was Acquerello, an upscale Italian restaurant in San Francisco. You marveled at the place, never before being in a restaurant so beautiful, and what you could assume, expensive. Daveed laughed at your expression and moved to place his hand on your back. He lead you to the front of the restaurant where he, once again, opened the door for you. Once inside, he notified them of his reservation and you were lead to your table. He pulled your chair out for you and you sat down, mumbling a thanks to him. You couldn’t help it, you were quite nervous. What if I say the wrong thing? What if I spill something? Daveed must’ve known what you were thinking because he gently laid his hand on yours. “Hey, it’s just me, remember? It’s just us.” He gave you a soft smile, one you couldn’t help but return. You let out a shaky breath. Yeah, it was just him. No pressure. You knew he wouldn’t judge you even if you were to mess up. With your nerves dissipated, you were able to talk with Daveed freely. The two of you made small talk until the waiter arrived to place your orders. After the waiter left, Daveed asked: “So, what’s the game plan after filming is done?”

You hesitated. You hadn’t actually thought that far. “Ummmm, I don’t know. I will still have two weeks left to spare because I’ve already got my lesson plans completed.”

He gave another one of those mischievous smiles. “Well, we will have to do something about that, now won’t we?”

You smirked. “Oh? And what did you have in mind?”

“It’s a surprise.”

You laughed. “You and your surprises!”

He winked at you. “At least you can’t say I’m boring.”

“Oh no, I can still definitely say it!”

He gasped and threw his hand onto his chest like you had wounded him. “How dare you say such a thing!” With that, the two of you dissolved into giggles.

“Well Daveed, I dare say such a thing because I am quite bored at the moment.”

“Yeah? And why’s that?”

“You still haven’t kissed me!”

He let out a loud laugh. “All of this because I haven’t kissed you?”

“Yes!”

He gave another chuckle and then pulled you into a kiss. It started off gentle but he soon deepened it. He gave a low moan and you whimpered at the sound of it. You could definitely feel his desire through his kiss and yearned for more. He pulled back. “This probably isn’t the best place to do this.”

You laughed. “I suppose you’re right.”

At that time the waiter brought your food, setting the plates down in front of you.

“Oh my god! This is delicious!”

He smiled at you. “See? I told you surprises were good!”

“I don’t recall you ever saying that!”

Laughing once more, the night went on. You both chatted aimlessly, covering the small and important topics. After dinner, he ordered dessert, that of which you shared. You felt like you were in some sort of Disney movie! Finishing your dessert, he paid the bill and then caught your hand. “Let’s go for a walk.”

The two of you took a stroll around San Francisco, enjoying the little shops and each other’s company. You, finally, ended up looking out over the ocean with his arm around your shoulders. You couldn’t imagine a more perfect night. Sadly, though, the night had to eventually come to an end, and he drove you home. Arriving at the hotel, he opened the car door and helped you out of it. Walking you to your door, he gave you a sweet kiss goodnight. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.”

You smiled. “Yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He slowly turned and headed down to the lobby. A smile was plastered to your face as you watched him walk away. Sighing happily, you entered your room and plopped down onto the bed. Getting under the covers, you quickly fell asleep after such an exhausting night. A smile still on your features.

And so, the rest of the days before filming ended went just as well as your first date. He took you to other places around the Bay Area and the two of you spent as much time as possible together. However, you couldn’t help but dread the last day, tomorrow. You were afraid you would never see Daveed again, as you didn’t even live in the same state. Walking in to his trailer, you found him curled up reading a book. He looked up upon your arrival, but the smile that was on his face soon fell at the look of sadness you gave him. He stood up. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

You sighed. “Tomorrow’s our last day together.”

He chuckled. “Oh sweetheart, of course it’s not. I’m going to make sure we see each other again.”

You groaned. “You and your surprises again!”

He laughed and sat back down, pulling you into his lap. You allowed it and curled against him. He started pressing kisses to your neck. “Just relax, baby. Let me help you.” You wrapped your arms around him and pulled his mouth to yours. For awhile, the two of you stayed tangled in each other’s arms.

That evening, you didn’t want to part with him, pleading with him to come back to your hotel with you. Seeing the look on your face, he agreed. That night, the two of you spent wrapped in each other’s arms, kissing and nuzzling. Neither one of you paying attention to the movie playing in the background. Here, you fell asleep in his arms, him following soon after.

You awoke the next morning, already dreading the day. After blinking the drowsiness from your eyes, you look down at the sleeping man below you. You found Daveed still sound asleep, snoring softly. You smiled at seeing him so relaxed. Alas, the day had to begin, so you prodded him gently. “Daveed, babe, wake up.”

He groaned and pulled you back down on him.

You laughed at his silliness, knowing that he was now awake. “Come on, baby. We have to go to work!”

Groaning again, he finally pulled himself off of the couch and began to get ready. You followed suit and, soon, you were both making your way to the set. Hands swinging between the both of you, the two of you made small talk during your walk to work. Finally, you arrived and began your day. You guys didn’t have much time to talk as people were milling about everywhere, saying their goodbyes. There was talk of a party that night but you knew you couldn’t attend. Your flight was scheduled for 9:00 that night. You sighed, you really weren’t ready for this to end. Sadly, your wishes didn’t come true and your work day finished. You began packing your things to head back to your hotel when you felt two strong arms wrapping around your waist. “And where do you think you’re going?” a deep voice whispered in your ear.

You turned in his arms, “I’m packing up and getting ready to leave so I can make my flight.”

He chuckled. “What if I were to tell you that you didn’t have to get on the flight?”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“You said that you still had two weeks before work starts again, right?”

You gave him a blank look. “....Right.”

“Perfect! You’re gonna spend it with me!”

“What do you mean?”

Two plane tickets to Aruba then came into your line of sight.

“You and I, my dear, are going on a little vacation!”

“Oh my god...”

He chuckled at your expression. “So? What do you say?

“I say: hell yes!”

You laughed and hugged him tight. He then pulled you into a kiss, laughing into your mouth. Perhaps you could make this work...

-Admin Cheyenne :)

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loudsuitlover · 5 years ago

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Love is a lot of texts

Part 1. Love is a lot of doubts

Luke

Luke: I have to send you a voice mail telling you what happened to my wound

Anna: What happened to your wound? Oh boy! I can’t leave you on our own, can I?

Luke: Haha nothing happened to the wound don’t worry

Anna: Oh, thank God! My little girl! I have treated that wound with more love than I treat some people

Luke: lol it’s just they didn’t take out the stitches yet so I’ll have to go to Germany with them on haha family trip with stitches included haha If you want you can come to Germany with me, we have a spare spot, so you could continue taking care of it

Anna: And of the wound as well ;) Like your personal nurse hey?

Luke: HAHAHAHA you’re too much

Anna: You make it pretty easy... Do you think you’ll surive all the way in Germany without me? Please don’t hurt yourself again, you won’t have a Med student around to take care of your injuries...

Luke: I don’t know... I’ll try... But in case I do get injured, I’ll think of you

Anna: Given how clumsy you are, if you think of me every time you get injured you must be so in love by now...

Luke: I’ll be careful then... I need to forget about you...

Anna: Will you stay above me? Look my way, never love me. This is a joke only well-versed in music people will understand...

Luke: Of course I understand, you idiot. Your jokes keep falling, your jokes keep falling.

Anna: Alright your chill hour of music before sleep was enough for that.

Luke: It helps me fall asleep and forget people like you

Anna is writing....

Luke: who show up so frequently in my mind

Anna: I was writing that you’re despicable but you fixed it with that so I won’t.

Luke: Haha we always end up talking about the same... Why is that, Anna? You tell me.

Anna: Haha Idk...But they say between joke and joke the truth is shown ;)

Luke: Well, if you want me to show you something else, you just have to say the word ;)

Anna: haha you’re good. Maybe when you come back from Germany you can come over and show it to me.

And the wound too.

Luke: I’d love to, as long as some other time you come over and show me something else.

Anna: Done ;)

- --- -

Harry

Anna sent a youtube video: Carrot cake with MasterChefStyle

Harry: bitch

Anna: Handsome. Love you. I’m gonna grab my headphones. I want to listen to MasterChefStyle before going to bed. I really do love you.

Harry: Dude, I don’t know in which moment I thought it was a good idea to tell you about this. I changed my name afterwards.

Anna: Don’t worry MasterChefStyle. Your secret is safe with me.

Harry: To MisterChefystyles

Anna: HAHAHAHA I was going to criticize you for changing such wonderful name

Harry: Full incognito

Anna: But then I read the y in MisterChefystyles and I said mate just when I thought it couldn’t get better

Harry: That’s me

Anna: Did you wake your mum already or you’re still on the way?

Harry: Actually I just got here, listen.

Harry sent a voice mail.

Anna: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Your poor mum had to send you to hell

Harry: I’m in for some slaps

Anna: Like the ones you gave me last night? ;) Oh boy, even me myself got scandalized

Harry: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Anna: Thanks for sharing this moment with me really. It’s like just on one night I’ve gotten to know you like I’ve known you for years. You tell me about your sister, you show me videos of your family, I listen to your mum’s voice and I found out who MisterChefystyles was. I haven’t been happier in my entire life. I adore you.

Harry: Yeah you’re really finding out about all my secrets... You’ll end up finding out the truth about my micropenis.

Anna: That’s everything I want in life.

Harry: Oh, no, another? It seems to be a lot of people’s principle goal.

Anna sent a photo.

Harry: Oh no. How do you even have that photo?

Anna: Because I keep everything of yours because I love you.

Harry: Oh boy.... I’ll believe you in the end.

Anna: You can believe me. I never lie.

Harry: You lie more often than you talk, Annie haha Good night beautiful X

Anna: Good night MisterChefystyles xx

- --- -

Luke

Anna: Oh boy, nobody cares about your stitches, except from me... You see when I’m a doctor this won’t happen to you. I might kill you with a wrong diagnose but you’ll never be unattended

Luke: hahaha Idk what I prefer... But I actually believe in you even though you don’t haha

Anna: Hey that was actually sweet. I love you shit.

Luke: I do love you shit.

Anna: Oh <3 x

Luke: Got rid of the stitches :)

Anna: Really? Awesome! Did it hurt? What did they say about the scar? That it looked so good because someone must have taken really good care of it? :)

Luke: haha it didn’t hurt and it was all very fast, they didn’t even say anything about how it looked haha but I know it’s all because of you if that means anything

Anna: Of course it does :) Anyway, how are you? How is Germany?

Luke: It’s actually very very pretty. It’s such a shame you haven’t been here, I reckon you’ll love it but don’t worry Anna, someday we’ll make a trip over here and I’ll show you around :)

Anna: Well that would be great! I would love you a lot!

Luke: Could you even love me any more than you do now?

Anna: It’ll be hard that’s for sure... And if you want we can rent a car and I can show you how to properly drive. I know you manage more or less but I’ll let you learn from the best.

Luke: HAHAHAHAHA very funny! You’ll be lucky if I let you drive at all.

Anna: Of course you’ll let me drive! I’m such a good driver

Luke: I’m actually curious about how bad you actually drive so I’ll let you even if it’s just to find out. I love you anyway but you already know that.

Anna: hahaha you’re by far the silliest person I know. When you’re back I’ll win you at an illegal race in order to shut up that mouth of yours.

Luke: If silly is the one who makes silly things then I admit I am sometimes but so are you ;) Illegal race her? What a good driver, lady! Challenged accepted.

Anna: Actually, thinking it through, you already have a scar on your skull because of an opened window... I wouldn’t want you to kill yourself trying to pass me because then how would I get over that?

Luke: Don’t worry, I won’t need to pass you because you’ll always be after me

Anna: Excuse you, but you’re the one who’s always after me ;)

Luke: I don’t know if it was intentional but I got the double sense there and just so you know in that sense you’re actually the one who’s after me, I already got ya, love.

Anna: Well it took you long enough! I don’t wash the hair of just anybody...

Luke: Haha just thinking about it makes me laugh. Sometimes I still can’t believe you actually washed my hair ;) You’re funny, Annie, you should make stand up comedy... Or we could make a show together but we let’s do it soon

Anna: And the show as well.

Luke: The show can wait

Anna: And you?

Luke: I can’t wait to be back but it all depends on my brother... He’s sick and we’re still in the hospital, we don’t know what’s going on, some infection or something.

Anna: Wait, are you serious? But how is he? Is it serious?

Luke: He’s good, yeah, he’s just got a fever and this belly ache that won’t fade away but don’t worry. I’ll keep you inform we just don’t know much yet.

Anna: I’m so sorry, Luke. I hope it’s nothing because your mum already has enough on her plate worrying about you.

Luke: hahahaha very true. She’s a saint.

Anna: Well she’ll be proud of you when you introduce me to the family.

Luke: Or maybe she disinherits me

Anna: I hate you.

Luke: Wow, that’s the ugliest thing you’ve ever said to me.

Anna: Idiot.

Luke: Look, our first fight.

Anna: hahaha now the reconciliation. It’s your turn to wash my hair

Luke: hahaha It’d be my pleasure. One of these days we can meet up and I’ll wash that beautiful hair of yours. Best plan ever.

Anna: haha now I love you again. Can’t you see how easy it is for you?

Luke: Yay! Does that mean I don’t have to wash your hair anymore? Nah, I’m kidding. Really I even want to haha

Anna: Whenever you want.

Luke: Want me.

Anna: I already do and if you wash my hair even more.

Luke: Your house or mine?

Anna: I have a bath ;)

Luke: Then it’s settled.

Anna: I don’t even know if you’ll manage.

Luke: Why wouldn’t I?

Anna: Because you’ll get nervous and get shampoo on my eyes.

Luke: hahaha I would never do that! And btw the doctor just said the fever is gone and he’s free to go so we’re flying back home in the morning so he can go to the hospital at home and stuff.

Anna: That’s so great! I’m so happy for my brother-in-law! I hope he gets well soon.

Luke: hahaha he said thanks but he still doesn’t aprove of our romance.

Anna: He knows I’m too good for you...

Luke: hahaha I believe he thinks the exact opposite but whatever helps you sleep at night.

Anna: I sleep perfectly fine thank you, I have no doubts. I think we all know what this is about already.

Luke: I don’t ;)

Anna: Well if you’re as slow driving as you are thinking then I already won the illegal race

Luke: Thankfully I’m only slow on certain things... And driving is not one of them ;)

- --- -

Harry

Harry: Well if I do the masters degree I’m not doing it here. I think I want to go to France for a while.

Anna: Nooooooooooooooooooo

Harry: You’re going to Italy so don’t complain! Hey where the fuck are you going to be in August?

Anna: Here :) And I’ll come back from Italy, it’s only for ten months not “for a while”

Harry: I’ll come back too. For you. I think. And if you’re gonna be here in August, get some of the guys together and come visit me to my sister’s :)

Anna: I’ll remember that

Harry: Or you could come on your own :) But it’s kind of far away... And you’ll probably forget because you’ll meet an Italian guy and fall in love with him

Anna: I can drive up to your sister’s and I won’t get a ticket because I do respect speed limits :) And I won’t fall in love with anyone. Now that I know God I won’t pray to saints.

Harry: I don’t know what to say to that. I’m speechless.

Anna: hahah Cook me something

Harry: Anytime haha you’ll come then? To my sister’s? :)

Anna: Yes :) I’ll surprise you guys.

Harry: Stay for several days, we’ll spend the day at the beach and then you’ll sleep in my bed

Anna: Will I have to go in through your window like a thief?

Harry: It has fences but I’ll get a rotaflex, don’t worry.

Anna: HAHAHAHA Yeah, surely your mum won’t hear that.

Harry: well that’s okay, she’ll be proud when she sees you.

Anna: Yeah, right, like when my Aussie exboyfriend’s dad found us on the pool... Not cool.

Harry: Wait, whaaaat? lol

Anna: Haven’t I told you about that?

Harry: No. I mean I think you haven’t. You’ve told me many things but since you’re life is so fucking interesting

Anna: That was the cruelest joke you’ve ever said to me.

Harry: It wasn’t a joke, silly. I’m serious. You’re probably the most interesting person I know. If only you ate meat...

Anna: Well I don’t bite meat but sometimes I suck on it HAHAHAHA God I love scandalizing you. I know what face you made when you read it.

Harry: I almost have a heart attack

Anna; I love saying these things to you because I remember that one time we were playing truth or dare and you ask me something and I didn’t quite understand so I answered wrong and now you think I’m like such a fucker and I love that.

Harry: What do you mean?

Anna: You remember when you asked me if I had been with more than three guys?

Harry: Yes.

Anna: And I said “sure”?

Harry: Yes.

Anna: Well I thought you meant kissing. That’s what I said sure like that, like it was so obvious that I had been with more than three haha

Harry: Oh haha I mean it’s fine either way haha

Anna: I know but it’s just not true and since you know so many things about me now, I thought you should know that too.

Harry: Okay. So with how many have you been? Just curious.

Anna: But what do you mean with “been”? Like- naked?

Harry: Well then you’d count that one time you went to the nudist beach with your girlfriends... I mean fuck for God’s sake.

Anna: Hahaha then 1

Harry: THEN YOU LIED!

Anna: hahaha no I didn’t lie! I told you! I just understood you meant kiss! And I mean I was three months living on my own in a foreing country... Of course I’ve kissed more than three guys... But this is a secret between me and you because I have no clue why but somehow in my group of friends everyone thinks I’m a sex goddess haha but it’s not true

Harry: Don’t worry about that, you’d still be a sex goddess even if you were a virgin.

Anna: HAHAHA I don’t know how I got that reputation but I kind of like that nobody knows the truth about that haha well now you do but you won’t tell

Harry: Of course I won’t, don’t worry. And I don’t know either but to me ever since I met you you’ve been like the female version of Joey. Well no, you’re actually more like Barney Stinson. Yeah, that’s you, 100%

Anna: What? Haha that’s so funny. I must be so snobby then because that couldn’t be farthest away from the truth haha

Harry: No, you’re not snobby at all because it’s not about what you say. You don’t ever brag about that. I think it’s just the way you are, you know? Like how you talk, the way you look, the way you smile... You’re confident and very attractive so... I guess we all just assume haha

Anna: Are you serious? I don’t ever get anybody’s attention! That’s what I thought of you when I met you, you know? That you probably get any girl you want.

Harry: Oh, come on! Don’t come to me with the false modesty! And me? Getting girls? HAHAHA I am terrible at flirting! I always mess it up haha Everything I’ve had I’ve had it because it had practically fallen on my lap. If it had been for me I’d still be a virgin.

Anna: Then just like me.

Harry: Yeah, right. You’re a goddess, mermaid.

Anna: And you’re an idiot haha I’ve had guys rejecting me since middle school.

Harry: Did you check if they were blinds?

Anna: Haha can you stop? I’m being serious!

Harry: So am I! But please do tell me, open up your heart.

Anna: Well, you know how silly I am! I mean I did tell you about Lorenzo.

Harry: Well, yeah, but that was just a bump in your impeccable carreer.

Anna: Not at all haha I’m just an idiot, that’s it. When I like a guy I get all weird with stupid jokes and then guys just never notice me.

Harry: Hahaha I can’t believe you. That’s impossible.

Anna: Haha alright, we’ll see if you say the same five years from now when I’m a single surgeon.

Harry: Trust me, what will surprise me about that would be the surgeon part.

Anna: hahahaha you’re such a jerk!

Harry: The only reason you’re single is because you want to.

Anna: Don’t think so.

Harry: Know so. And anyway, you have a gay best friend. You’re already safe. You’ll always be the woman on his life.

Anna: That’s true. Cody I love you.

Harry: And if not, I can be you plan H.

Anna: You’re my plan A.

Harry: I think that’s the most beautiful thing a girl has ever said to me. Only second to my mum’s “you’re the most handsome guy in the planet”

- --- -

Luke

Luke: Hey if you’re up tell me a funny story.

Anna: Sorry I was asleep but I’m up now :) What was it? How are you?

Luke: Well I was a bit worried because the doctor said the blood tests weren’t all that soothing but then he explained everything and it’s better.

Luke sent a voice mail.

Anna: Oh, well, chronic diseases do suck but at least they know what he has? I don’t really know what to say to you but just know I’m here if you need me, yeah? And you know I know nothing about medicine but if you wanna talk about alpacas just call me :) And I love you.

Luke: HAHAHAHAHAHA I don’t know how you do it but you always get smiles out of everyone even when it looks imposible. I am so grateful I know you. Alpacas hahaha You always make me laugh. Thank you.

Anna: Oh boy, you’re gonna make me blush haha

Luke: Don’t get nervous ;)

Anna: So you still wanna hear a funny story?

Luke: I’m always in for that, am I not?

Anna: Well in that case. I’ve been playing on my own with one of the toys of the girl I nanny for like 25 minutes. She got tired but here I am still painting with these things.

Anna sent a photo.

It’s so calming.

Luke: Hahaha that’s just pitiful. Where’s the girl you nanny?

Anna: I’m not actually nannying now. It was her birthday and she invited me so I came,

Luke: You went to the an eight-year-old birthday party for free?

Anna: She invited me! I couldn’t say no. She’s like a little sister to me now.

Luke: You’re something else. Anyway, tell her happy birthday from a random stranger.

Anna: Will do :)

Luke: Thinking it through, I’m not even a stranger... If she’s like your sister, then she’s like my future sister-in-law...

Luke sent a photo.

Btw that’s the best part of your drawing.

Anna: Did you really just spend all this time searching for the error?

Luke: I mean it wasn’t that hard to search.

Anna: Yeah right.

Luke: Hey Anna

Anna: Yes?

Luke: I actually can’t wait to see you.

Anna: Neither can I :)

Luke: And before we start declaring our love to one another, did I just see a picture of your dog on a mat in the middle of your pool?

Anna: HAHAHA Yes you did! She’s so annoying! She wouldn’t let me lay under the sun because she just keeps laying on top of me and licking me all over so I have to get on the mat on the pool but now she jumps in there too. There’s no scape!

Luke: Well they say love between two female dogs is the strongest ;)

Anna: Mate then if you come here, she’ll go crazy!

Luke: Crazy jealous of seeing me with you

Anna: Haha She’s not jealous and I’m sure she’ll love you, don’t you know they say dogs do like their owners?

Luke: Somehow that was actually beautiful. If you keep it up with those you’ll have my heart in no time.

Anna: Good then :)

Luke: Good :)

- --- -

Harry

Harry: Tell me another song.

Anna: You already learnt the last one? Man you’re fast.

Harry: There’s nothing to do but play the guitar at my sister’s.

Anna sent a song. Andrew Belle Pieces Acoustic

Anna: I love that song and I think it’s easy on the guitar. You can learn it so you can sing it to me when you ask me to be your girlfriend.

Harry: hahahaha I’ll hire eight to ten mariachis for that. I’ll search the chords but yeah it seems easy and I like it too. Thanks, muse.

Anna: Haha you’re welcome, artist

Harry: I think I can learn it and sing it to you on Tueday when I’m home

Anna: Wait, you’re coming home on Tuesday already? :)

Harry: hahaha no, I’m only passing by but I’ll stay a day or two.

Anna: What for?

Harry: I’m picking Mum up from the aiport and then we’re driving back to my sister’s.

Anna: Oh, thank God, I thought you were just passing by because you couldn’t live without me and I was thinking how is this guy going to handle next year when I’m gone?

Harry: Please don’t remind me. And even though it’s true I can’t live without you, that’s not the reason I’m driving three hours there and three hours back as you can see. Anyway, when the fuck are you coming to visit? Because I saw Cody two days ago and I told him something and I said “don’t tell anyone, not even Anna” and he said “no I won’t tell her because I want to see her face when you tell her”

Anna: Hahaha I love that that’s the reason he won’t tell me. So you’re not telling me either until I go visit you.

Harry: That’s right, you got it.

Anna: Okay well I’ll go after you pick up your mum from the airport.

Harry: In fact, why don’t you come up with us?

Anna: In your car?

Harry: Yes, I’ll respect speed limits this time, don’t you see my mum will be in the car too?

Anna: A three hours ride with your mum and you? Haha And then how do I get home?

Harry: I can drive you.

Anna: Three hours here and three hours back?

Harry: I could still a day or two too. That way we’ll spend more time together too.

Anna: Mmm I’ll think about it.

Harry: I don’t wanna beg but I will if I have to

Anna: Haha you don’t have to. I’ll take it as the beginning of our visits. I visit you at your sister’s, you visit me in Italy.

Harry: Right cause it’s the same thing haha

Anna: You have to come anyway, otherwise I’ll step on your throat and never talk to you ever again.

Harry: Wow, so agressive. I don’t know what’s worse.

Anna: That’s sweet? I guess?

Harry: Haha Well, I’ll go but then you’ll have to come visit me when I move to Norway.

Anna: You’re not moving to Norway because I don’t want to live there. It’s too cold.

Harry: I don’t want you to go to Italy and you’re going anyway.

Anna: It’s not the same because Italy is closer and the weather is nicer and I’m coming back. I’m not moving, it’s just a scolarship. Just wait for me, when I’m back I’ll confess my love to you.

Harry: Didn’t you just do it? Now I won’t be able to look surprise when you get on one knee and ask me to marry you.

Anna: Well I wasn’t going to ask you to marry me so soon. I was just going to ask you to be my plus one to the family reunion, like my formal boyfriend as my grandma calls it.

Harry: I thought that was Cody?

Anna: Cody is my brother.

Harry: Does he know that?

Anna: Cody is gay. You know what? I’ll have to invite another guy who understands my relationship with Cody. He’s more than a friend but less than a lover. You had everything Harry, if only you had understood that...

Harry sent a photo.

Harry: Cody says “siblings don’t know the way you taste”

Anna: Cody if I end up single because of you I swear to God I’ll cut you from your throat to your anus and I’ll hang you from the wall like a salami.

Harry: HAHAHAHAHA Don’t worry Annie. You won’t end up single.

Anna: Well I don’t know because Norway is far away and it’s too cold and they see so little sun :(

Harry: Well okay, you win, I’ll stay home.

Anna: I mean we can go elsewhere if you hate home so much. Just somewhere not that cold.

Harry: I don’t care where if it’s with you.

Anna: Oh, I love you.

Harry: I love you too.

- --- -

Luke

Anna: Remember when you told me I was going to break my back one of these days? I think the day has arrived :(

Luke: What do you mean? Are you okay?

Anna: My back hurts a lot :( I need a massage.

Luke: Does your back really hurts or you just want a massage? haha

Anna: Well you’re a physical therapist, aren’t you?

Luke: Student*

Anna: And you’ve never given me a massage

Luke: I was going to say you’re a med student and you’ve never heal me but that would be lying

Anna: That’s right. That’s why you need to give me a massage, a good one that leaves me with a feeling of euphoria and light-weight

Luke: HAHAHAHA I’m so sorry to inform you I don’t think I can do that. So far I can only give therapeutic massages and trust me they don’t live you ephoric and light-weighted lol If you want euphoria you should try drugs

Anna: Man you’re idiotic. I had made the joke so easy for you, it’s practically told on its own but you let the opportunity passed. I’ll remember this.

Luke: You mean I have to get myself another girl who actually appreciates my therapeutic massages?

Anna: I think I could get over it

Luke: Well I guess it was beautiful while it lasted Anna.

Anna: No, no, I take it back. Don’t get yourself another girl.

Luke: hahahahaha what is it gonna be?

Anna: Actually if you want, try to get yourself another girl. Let’s see if you can find some who washes your hair like I did.

Luke: lol okay after this reflection time I’ve decided to keep you but on one condition: next time, don’t wash just my hair ;)

Anna: Well alright but I hope you know what you’re doing and by that I mean if you fall hopelessly in love with me I won’t be responsible for that

Luke: hahahahaha I think I’ll take that risk

Anna: Good ;)

Luke: Anna my nose is bleeding. Come heal me.

Anna: Are you serious? You’re always giving things to do haha What’s your problem?

Luke: You are! Nah, really I’ve always been a lot of work

Anna: Well that’s good, entertaining

Luke: Yeah, I was very naughty when I was a little boy

Anna: So was I. I know it’s hard to believe because I’m adorable

Luke: It actually doesn’t surprise me from you haha I just used to play hide and seek without warning. Mum wasn’t happy about it haha What was your problem?

Anna: I was just evil. My mum always tells the same story to illustrate my wickedness. When I was four years old I filled the bathtub and told my older brother that mum wanted him to have a bath with his clothes on so he did and then when mum found him I said “mum look! My brother got on the tub with his clothes on!”

Luke: HAHAHAHA that’s just cruel!

Anna: yeah I know, I’m not oroud

lroud*

proid*

proud* FUCK

Luke: HAHAHA what’s wrong with you?

Anna: I get nervous talking to you Luke

Luke: I can tell haha Don’t be

Anna: Well what’s important is that I’m not evil anymore. Now I’m only naughty in my room ;)

Luke: Now it’s you who’s making me nervous hahaha

Anna sent a photo.

Luke: And now you sent a picture of baby Anna after making me think of you being naughty in your room. I don’t know how I feel about that haha But you had such a good girl’s face! In fact you still do. Those are the worst...

Anna: I want to see a picture of baby Luke

Luke: Oh, I wish I had one here but I don’t.

Anna: Don’t worry, your mum will show them to me when she embarrasses you showing me pictures of little Luke nude like all mothers-in-law do

Luke: Impossible. I look cute in all of them.

Luke sent a photo.

Luke: My mum just me that one with my brother.

Anna: Which one are you?

Luke: That’s what I was going to ask you ;)

Anna: I hope you’re the one smiling into the camera.

Luke: Do you really not recognize your future husband?

Anna: Haha just tell me who you are! I’m going crazy with the zoom. The two of you are crazily cute anyway, my man and my brother-in-law even though I don’t know which one is you.

Luke: lol okay well when we were little people thought we were twins so I’ll let you live with this because of that... I’m the one looking into the camera

Anna: Really? Yay! The one I wanted! Our kids will be so cute!

Luke: As babies yes, then they’ll grow and get uglier like we all do

Anna: They won’t if they look like their dad. See how nice I am? You just get your brother in the bathtub once and you’re the devil.

Luke: hahaha yeah how can I trust you won’t get our kids on the bathtub with clothes on just for fun? And btw I didn’t even know you have a brother?

Anna: Yeah well he doesn’t live home anymore but yes I do, he’s one year older than me.

Luke: Really?

Anna: Yes, Dylan’s the name of your brother-in-law

Luke: Mate, I know nothing about your life and you know everything about mine haha

Anna: I’m very shy

Luke: Yeah, with me you are but I reckon that’s because I make you nervous... Oh I didn’t tell you! You know my hair is blond where the scar is? Because of you and the oxygenated water lol

Anna: Oh boy, really? I’m sorry!

Luke: Don’t be. I like it, it reminds me of you.

Anna: Oh <3 I’m gonna tell you something but don’t let it get to your head. I’ve looked up in our thread to when you told me you were coming back in five days because it’s feeling like an eternity. I mean if that’s not something a kind person would do, I don’t know what is...

Luke: Aaww Of course I know you’re kind- you’ve been nothing but kind to me- and it’s okay that you miss me, I miss you a lot too :) But don’t let it get to your head either hey?

Anna: Don’t let it get to your head he says... Tonight I’m sleeping like this :D

Luke: To be fair you won me over tonight with that looking up in the thread thing. If only we slept together tonight...

Anna: Slept... lol

Luke: What? haha What else would we do, young lady?

Anna: Well you know... Watch Disney movies... Or read French poetry

Luke: Read French poetry haha You’ll have to read it to me cause I don’t speak French but we can hang out one day for you to read French poems to me. But just for that.

Anna: Just for that.

Luke: I gotta run but before I go I want to tell you that I’ve laughed a lot with you tonight and that you really always make me happier. Good night princess X

Anna: Just come back

Luke: I wish

- --- -

Harry

Anna: I’m home. I love you a lot <3

Harry sent a voice mail.

Anna: I didn’t get anything you just said haha you’re so wasted Harry

Harry sent a voice mail.

Anna: I would have gone home with you. You just had to invite me officialy. Then I would have gone. But you didn’t.

This message was erased

Harry sent a voice mail.

Anna: HAHAHAHAHA

Harry: I erased the other three voice mails because I listened to them and I thought they were so pathetic... I mean if this wasted I thought they were bad, just imagine how pathetic they must have been

Anna: More pathetic than you bailing out on that naked girl at the beach?

Harry: Oh, don’t remind me

Anna: haha it makes sense now that Cody would want to see my face when you told me haha And there I was thinking you got all the girls

Harry: See? I told you I suck at it. But anyway I did good. Her friend told me she does that with all the guys.

Anna: So what? Her friend was just jealous.

Harry: Well, that’s okay. If she wants me, she’ll have to proposition me again knowing I’m a slow guy.

Anna: Oh how I wish I was her

Harry: Dude, don’t tell me those things! You love teasing me. You know you just gotta say the word.

Anna: That��s not true haha You just told me you liked this Maria girl!

Harry: Well she’s not you.

Anna: You should have officially invited me home

Harry: Dude I’m retarded. I just dig my own grave... But anyway if it means anything, even if you had come over... I’m so drunk I think when I get home I’ll just probably hit my head against the door of my room and fall on a coma on the corridor.

Anna: Hahahaha you’re the funniest person I know I love you! But anyway I just wanted to sleep with you. Maybe even cuddle. Nothing more. I mean the other thing... I used to want it but... After the Maria thing... I am not so sure...

Harry: Look Maria has nothing on you but anyway I’m reaching negative levels of dignity so I better just shut up. And fyi cuddling with me is such a privilege. I might even let you be the little spoon.

Anna: I should have gone home with you but boy your “you can crush at my place... if you want” didn’t seem like the kind of invite one takes. But anyway I should have accepted because we would spoon each other now but tomorrow morning... I’d wake up good.

Harry: Fuck.

Anna: hahahah no, but really I give up on you. I didn’t know there was this Maria girl who has a history with you... I’ll just wait.

Harry: Listen Anna, Maria is just a hook up. Well not even because I’m retarded but she’s just a girl. You are.... I love you. When you come back from Italy I’ll be waiting for you.

Anna: Don’t say things you don’t mean.

Harry: Now that’s the pot calling the kettle back.

Anna: You’re just drunk haha And so am I. I am actually making myself some soup.

Harry: I wish you were cooking for me.

Anna: Plus I’m on my underwear.

A thong.

Harry: Fuck me.

Anna: hahaha

Harry: Well no, fuck you. I’m gonna have a shower.

Anna: At 4.30 am?

Harry: I could shower with you but no, the lady had to take an uber and go to her house and make vegetable soup. Fuck ubers.

Anna: hahaha I’m not going to Italy

Harry: I wish

Anna: I wish I was your room so you’d always sleep inside me.

Harry: Fuck. That’s it. If you keep it up when you actually want to fuck me you’re gonna have to tell me “Harry make me yours” or I won’t take you seriously.

Anna: Harry between joke and joke the truth is shown.

Harry: yeah, go on

Anna: hahaha just come see me when I’m in Italy

Harry: And then we’ll fuck?

Anna: hahaha

Harry: I hate you. I’m going to bed. I don’t hate you, I love you.

Anna: Love you too X

- --- -

Luke

Luke: So what plans do you have for august?

Anna: None haha I want to save money for Italy so I’m not going anywhere.

Luke: Good! I’m staying home too.

Anna: Nice! Do you want to go watch the Lion King to the movies?

Luke: Yes, I’d love to! What theatre do you usually go to?

Anna: Well this summer I’ve gone to the Odeon a couple times, I’ve also been to Icedure and obviously my beloved Eastside Movies in my hood but don’t worry I won’t make you come all the way to my hood haha

Luke: No, that’s fine! I can drive there and you can show me around. I’ve never been on the suburbs :)

Anna: Are you serious? haha

Luke: Sure! It’s fine for me but whatever you want is fine by me really.

Anna: Okay well that would be very sweet of you actually! I can take you to the bars too! You’ll see how cool they are. You’ll be my third visitor :)

Luke: Cool haha Really? You poor thing! Well you can get happy because I’m the third visitor :)

Anna: I am happy! You’re the best!

Luke: Don’t make me blush... I just want you to worship me like a god.

Anna: Give me a massage which makes my toes curl and I will

Luke: hahahahaha so it’s not impossible! I’ll fight for it.

Anna: The day you finally give me a massage I’ll have to look for another goal in my life. Maybe I even start crying because I’ll feel happy but empty in a way like- what now?

Luke: hahaha Thank God you explained it cause otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do about the crying. Well, don’t get your expectations too high or I won’t be able to please you

Anna: I’m sure you’ll be able

Luke: 100% sure?

Anna: 100%

Luke: Thank God

Anna: I trust you on this massage because I trust you on everything, except on changing lanes on the road.

Luke: hahaha that was all Harry’s fault, the bastard sped up.

Anna: Sure

Luke: If you want to see how good of a driver I am, I’ll give you a ride when we go to the movies

Anna: I know you’re a good driver, silly. Everyone says so.

Luke: Who’s everyone?

Anna: Cody, Zara and Harry.

Luke: Harry? Lol I wasn’t expecting that

Anna: Haha he said you’re a good driver even though every time you’ve driven him somewhere you’ve gotten nervous and mess up a little

Luke: That’s not true! Fucking liar!

Anna: Haha that’s what he said

Luke: Well, looking at it from the bright side, this just means you’ve been around talking about me and my driving skills... This proves how you can’t stop thinking about me.

Anna: That’s right. I have another plan for us but we’ll have to do it some other day

And the plan as well ;)

Because otherwise it’ll just be a way too cool day.

Luke: hahahahaha I’m all ears

Anna: There’s a pub with a pool table. I’ll win whenever you want ;)

Luke: Wow you’re talking to the pool master

Anna: Then you already won cause I’ve never played haha Just always wanted to

Luke: haha really? That’s cute haha I’m pretty good at getting it in the hole

The ball

Shit I didn’t do it right

And the ball too*

Fuck, too late.

Anna: HAHAHAHA you’re so adorable

Luke: Not too much I hope haha Well whenever you want

Anna: Whenever I want what?

Luke: The pool ;)

Anna: Alright.

Luke: Practice some first because otherwise I’ll get bored...

Anna: If I eventually win I’ll never let you leave this behind

Luke: You wanna bet, clown?

Anna: Whatever you want.

Luke: Go. Just ask.

Anna: Mmm... Well you already know what I want.

Luke: True. You know what I want too.

Anna: Do I? I don’t remember now.

Luke: I want a full body wash of course.

Anna: HAHAHA

Luke: Nah, I’ll have to think about it.

Anna: That was funny. Unexpected and funny. 1000 points for the man with the scar.

Luke: hahaha I really want that but I’ll think of something for general audience. What you want is the massage, right?

Anna: How clever, how wonderful.

Luke: See? Now I just have to think about what I want...

Anna: Shouldn’t be so hard

Luke: Do you have any suggestions? Any secret talents that I might want to benefit from?

Anna: You tell me but don’t be shy because in the face of the vice of asking, there’s the virtue of not giving.

Luke: I want something that implicates my five senses. You gotta work with that.

Anna: Done.

Luke: What do you mean done?

Anna: I already know what I’ll give you if you win.

Luke: Well what is it?

Anna: Win and you’ll find out ;)

- --- -

Harry

Anna sent a voice mail.

Harry: HAHAHAHAHA I love your family

Anna sent a voice mail.

Anna sent a video.

Harry: HAHAHAHAHA LOL Mate! Your brother is God! He does not have the voice you say he has. And he looks a lot like you.

Anna: That’s only because he’s not giving me a lecture in the video.

Harry: Seriously I’m still laughing. Eventually you’re going to get me to date you just so I can be a part of your family. In our anniversary I’ll be like “I’m hanging out with your brother”

Anna: HAHAHAHA No way, you’re going to fall in love with me. I’ll make it, Harry.

Harry: Sure...

Anna: I just haven’t started my plan yet because I’m going away for ten whole months

Harry: Nah, you already did. The problem is just that, that you’re going away and you’re going to break my heart. Cody and I were talking about it the other day and we almost cry out there like the two grown up men that we are.

Anna: I’m going to miss you both so much.

Harry: He said he had considered hacking the ministry of justice so he could give you a criminal record and you wouldn’t be allowed to leave the country but that then you wouldn’t be able to be a doctor either so he couldn’t do it.

Anna: lol these are the reasons I don’t want to go to Italy...

Harry: I wish I had known you like this before you asked for the fucking scolarship. I would have convinced you to stay.

Anna: No, you wouldn’t. You’d be supportive of me because you’re an angel.

Harry: I’m very selfish. I think I would have made you stay with me and for me.

Anna: You probably wouldn’t have gotten my hints and wouldn’t even know I liked you.

Harry: Truer words have never been spoken, especially considering it’s you we’re talking about, the queen of inappropriate jokes.

Anna: Yeah I know I joked too much about it. When I come back from Italy, I’m gonna have to press reset. Otherwise you’ll never know.

Harry: Exactly. Well, maybe when you come back from Italy I’m already married.

Anna: Well in that case I’d abandon my plan of conquest.

Harry: Don’t.

- --- -

Luke

Anna: Hey! Do you still want to go to see The Lion King? I mean since you’re so “fed up” with home blablabla I thought maybe you didn’t even want to go anymore.

Luke: But what does one thing have to do with the other? Sure I want to.

Anna: Okay, cool. When?

Luke: If you’re the one who doesn’t want to go just say it ;)

Anna: I’ll go with you anywhere even though you say I’m usless as a co-driver, you wouldn’t let me drive your car, you tell me I’m not singing when I am and you don’t want to have a swim with me...

Luke: All of that is completely taken out of context haha

Anna: I beg to differ

Luke: I was gonna tell you you were lying but actually all of that is true except from the swimming part because I am dying to go swimming with you. You were driving me crazy with your fucking bikini today.

Anna: You’re such a liar. You are the one who’s going to drive me crazy. I actually hate you for that.

Luke: I’ll take it because there isn’t love without a bit of hate.

Anna: You’re the worst.

Luke: xx

Anna: I’m gonna play the piano. Fuck you.

Luke: Yes, play some so you don’t sound like a robot next time ;)

Anna: Excuse me? I won’t play for you ever again for saying that, mister.

Luke: No! Please do play for me! You were the one who said that!

Anna: But it’s not the same when I say it that when the man of my dreams agree...

Luke: Who is the man of your dreams?

Anna: You know what? I’ll stop so you don’t have to play it dumb anymore hahaha

Luke: I like playing dumb :)

Anna: Sometimes I really think you’re not even playing... Like you just are that dumn.

Luke: What are your plans for tomorrow?

Anna: Idk

Luke: Okay then we’re going to the movies. I’ll pick you up and you show me the way. I checked and they’re showing it at 19, 20.30, 21.30 and 22. Which one do you prefer?

Anna: I think 20.30?

Luke: Cool!

Anna: You can still bail out. I mean if you want to go to another theatre that’s closer I understand.

Luke: Oh boy, how many times do I have to tell you? If you don’t want to go there you can say it haha

Anna: No, no, it’s perfect for me.

Luke: Cool, it’s perfect for me too.

Anna: Okay, then see you tomorrow.

Luke: Can’t wait xx

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tinysupervicki · 5 years ago

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It’s hard to stay away, huh? I did turn off my notifications on twitter but I still peeked. Why are y’all so amazing to me? What did I do to deserve this love? This community?

Since y’all have been there for me ever since my mom passed three years ago, I’d do anything for y’all. I felt I did let y’all down because I’m a content creator and haven’t done anything in so long. It sucks because I’m yearning to do so but lack the time due to now being an adult, working a grueling adult job and living with family.

I believe I will be able to get a place of my own later in the year, I’m really hoping for that. As for my full time job, I’m actively looking for another one. The one I’m at, I feel I work so hard but I’m not appreciated enough. It’s a healthcare industry and I work hard to help people with their needs while management focuses on metrics and numbers. I wanna get out of there.

I haven’t had time to myself and just be selfish for once? So I’m glad I was able to take time off to have a pretty long weekend to enjoy Sizecon 2020 and spend time with friends.

Let’s get started on the recap, shall we? Bare with me, I talk a lot (and not well might I add).

Day 1: Thursday 2/13/20

I woke up at 4 am to catch my flight that leaves at 6:45 am. I thankfully had all my bags packed, I just needed to shower and be ready. My dad took me to the airport and wished me off. At this point, I had plenty of time, even seeing the long TSA line at the Houston airport. I had internally groaned a lot but managed through. After having some minutes to spare, I grabbed a quick bite to eat at one of the dining places, a lovely breakfast bowl that I can have (those of you who don’t know me, I have celiac disease and I have to eat gluten free). Jumped on my flight and comfortably slept in my seat on the plane. The plan was to have a connecting flight to Charlotte, NC and then to Newark, NJ.

Two hours later, I woke up to not at my destination but at Colombia, SC. Apparently, while I was asleep, they had to divert us to the next airport because the weather was really bad in NC. We had two options: stay on the plane and wait it out until we’re back in the air to NC, or get off the plane and figure out another alternative. I stayed, I had plenty of time until my connecting flight was scheduled (which I actually got alerts that it ending up delaying a lot) so I stayed in my seat and watched greys anatomy. About almost an hour passed and we’re finally back up in the air, with more space to breathe since there were people that did leave the plane. Landed safely in NC and I ventured off to find snacks and wait at my gate. It kept delaying but I finally was able to get on my flight to NJ, making my total time at the airport and in the air...all day, I can’t do math lol. I safely landed in NJ at 5:30 pm, I had been awake since 4 am. It was a day.

Yo, I’m gonna get him and his wife a gift, I swear to god, but DJ (aka Giantgripper) saved me by picking me up from the airport and letting me stay the night at his place. When he’s the host, he does one heck of a job as a host. Since I hadn’t eaten a proper meal since 5 in the morning or so, DJ took me to a Mediterranean little mom and pop restaurant that I fell in love with. Had a stuffed pepper and practically cleaned everything off my plate. After we ate, I accompanied DJ while he did some errands for extra things he needed for the con (which did include articles of clothing for the giant cafe lol). I was happy to help as much as I could. After that, we made it back to his place. Once his wife Adri (chibiana) came home from work, we watched a documentary while trying (and failing with me because I’m a turd) to make different mixed drinks to taste. I ended up going with hot chocolate, I’m a simpleton when it comes to alcohol. A little bit afterwards, I had to pass out, it was a long ass day.

Day 2: Friday 2/14/20

Valentine’s was just another day for me. Woke up, got dressed, and DJ surprised me with a fresh homemade breakfast. It was magnificent, I scrapped the plate then too. Plans for the day was to get allllllll the stuff we need and travel to the hotel, which apparently was an hour and a half away from DJ’s house I believe. Adri had to go do another thing for work and was gonna meet up later. DJ and I traveled to the hotel first. I passed out again in the car, I was so exhausted from before I guess it had hit me again.

We made it to the hotel and unpacked the car with my stuff, his and Adri’s bags, and things for the con. I got to say quick hellos to people I knew that were already there (gave a big ass hug to Miss Kaneda, she’s so precious and a big hug to IamFilledwithStatic). I was going to be sharing a room with shortmarcy, Morgana (Moe), and Guiri. So since I had arrived first, I will check in first; Morgana and Guiri were still flying from Spain and shortmarcy didn’t come until the next morning. Since it was under shortmarcy’s name and the deposit was paid under her, She had to call to have the hotel let me check in for her. In turn, I had to put my card on file. I thought I was being a responsible adult and I thought it was gonna charge like half of the charge or something but...they charged the full price of the hotel. Which was $503...which was basically everything in my bank account. I didn’t know that was gonna happen, I panicked and just sat on the couch outside of the con area while Robyn (goddess-rei) comforted me. I had to come to terms that shit happens and I had no money for the weekend. But I graciously had the best of friends this weekend, I’ll get to that in a sec.

After my bumming out, I changed to put on my blouse for the valentines banquet (one of my guaranteed dinners that night lol). I met up with Morgana and Guiri and also sillylilbug (she’s so adorably sweet). We had our own table along with my friend Joe (CaptainRandGTS, who is a phenomenal photographer btw). We ate some good food and they took account of my gluten free (however I think the chimichurri steak may have upset my stomach). I said goodnight and went to my room to basically turn the bathroom up XD I had changed into my pajamas to head downstairs to get water and pain medicine when I turned the corner and saw a group of people walking down the hall. Guys, I’m still getting used to this, but the group was like, “Is that Vicki?!” “That is her!” And I was like WHAT. It was my lovely friends sviolet, mansquishers, mister finch, Joseph moestar, and Strongshadow2018. I was so surprised and honored, I was gushing. I got to hang out with them in their hotel room for a bit, played cards against humanity (I WON!) and ate ridiculously delicious gluten free cookies misterfinch made.

Day 3: Saturday 2/15/20

Con day. This day was a bit of a blur honestly (my mind is not the same people) but I know I took this day to “try” and relax. I was still bummed about my money problem but I had enough to buy the breakfast buffet meal ticket. My idea was to chow down a lot of food (since it was a buffet) so I won’t ask for food but that did not happen because I have wonderful friends?? Towards noon, I went to ihop with my crew (we called each other the sizecon crew lol) with sviolet, mansquishers, mister finch, Joseph moestar, and strongshadow2018. We had a nice time and I was so grateful for the lunch! Once we headed back to the hotel, we split up to do more con shenanigans. I met so many people, it was amazing. People I already knew and new people as well. It was awesome to match names to faces, it was so cool. I’m telling you though, my mind is not the same so I can’t list out the whole list of everyone I’ve seen. Then I got to see my good friend Steve (Miles Striker). I’m so fucking proud of this dude. He showed me a film he wrote, recorded, and edited all by himself, it was mindblowing. We had to go back downstairs after that because I forgot I had a social to lead and he had panels to go to. I stopped by the giant cafe, that was fucking wild. I ran the Fluffy Feels Social and I did my best because I’ve never ran something like that. But I’m glad we all liked the same thing and we just kept talking! It was getting late to when the Playroom was gonna start, so I headed back upstairs. Chilled a bit more with my crew and then headed back downstairs. I don’t know what got over me, but I gathered enough courage and joined the nude swimming party. I cannot believe I did that, that was a big step for me. Kinda sucked getting out though because I didn’t have extra clothes and it was fucking cold.

Day 4: Sunday 2/16/20

Technically last day of the con but it was the busiest. I spent all morning practicing my skit for the Tiny Cafe. I was nervous and pacing around in my hotel room, making sure I get it right. Around 12:30, I headed down to meet up with the rest of the cafe to get ready when we start at 1 pm. I could not describe how nervous I was. I wanted to make sure I didn’t mess up and I know I was lip syncing (graciously provided by Anoka’s vocals) I was still nervous as fuck. This was a performance and I’m now more confident talking to others about my kink/aesthetics but performing? Oh lawd. We had a big crowd apparently, I was surprised. We had to get more chairs and apparently turn people away? THAT MADE MY NERVES SKYROCKET. The cafe starts with a wonderful performance by Adri (Chibiana) then followed by cute transitions from our servers mini-moo and shortmarcy. Then it’s time for our skit: Veronica (Jitensha), me, and Aim were shrunk and sung songs about our giants. I was first (omg) and mine was in the style of “Maria” from west side story (Veronica called it Shrunken side story). I was shaking like a leaf and tried my best to get through the whole song while doing silly quirks of mine. Once that was done, I rushed back from my spot XD it was Veronica’s turn to sing about a giant dick lol and Aim serenading a giant lady. After our skit, it was the grand finale of Morgana performing a dance in a giant hamster ball. It was incredible. Despite my anxiety, I’m glad I did this and we did so amazing (we made tips!!!!).

Right after that was done, I had to rush to lead a social of Giant men and Tiny women. It was a small turnout but we still got people and we talked a lot. When that was done, I rushed to be on my first panel of the day: Owning what you love. After that was the Macrophile panel and then after that was the Diversity panel. I was on all of them and they were back to back, I was a busy lady lol. After that panel, I was free! Since I made tips from the cafe and I was broke from the hotel, I got to buy a few things in the vendor hall. Was able to say hi to some people I knew like scridam, the reducer, miss kaneda, iamfilledwithstatic, robclassact, and aborigen. It was also mister finch’s birthday so since I was free for the night, I went with the crew to go celebrate at a restaurant. That was such a nice time, I swear everything I did this weekend I wanted to experience again. When we came back to the hotel after dinner (after a quick stop to the liquor store lol), I was able to make it in time for the closing ceremony. Hearing everyone’s words touched my heart and reminded me why I love this community. So I was able to give a speech to say that; this is my second home when I lost my only home when my mom passed. God, that room was filled with so much love. I went back upstairs and hung out more with the crew and watched Promare (pretty sick movie). I was gonna head to bed but I hung out more with Steve and we watched a movie before passing out.

Day 5: Monday 2/17/20

It was time to say all of my goodbyes to everyone that had to leave. I gave so many hugs and love, I just miss them all. Most of the crew had to head out, except for sviolet, she had her flight in the afternoon. So we went out to breakfast at a Mexican restaurant, reminiscing this whole weekend. We came back to the hotel to chill in my hotel room. Morgana and Guiri were leaving to the airport back to Spain and shortmarcy wanted to venture to NYC before she went home the next day. So sviolet and I chilled in my room before she had to head out.

Then for the rest of the evening, I had the room to myself. I watched law and order svu whole packing and double checked I had everything. I waited up for shortmarcy to come back (I was so worried) but she made it back after 10 pm safe and sound. At that point, I had to go to bed because my flight in the morning was at 5:45 am.

Day 6: Tuesday 2/18/20

I woke up at 3 am to get to the airport on time and my Lyft driver I got...I had a feeling he was having a bit of fun by himself before he picked me up. Because it stunk in the car of cum. Whatever, I held in my breath and made it to the airport safely. My flights were on time and I slept on each one. I did not want to go back home.

Back to reality and I hate the after con blues! Especially with how much this con and community means to me.

Hoping there’s a next year and I’m ready to help as usual.

Y’all have a goodnight ❤️

#shut up vicki really #giant tiny #sizecon #sizecon 2020

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horrorfilmadddict · 4 years ago

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Anyway, here I am really bothering you and not leaving you alone, aren’t I?

I wrote you this letter from the bottom of my heart. I hope you have the patience to read it, sorry it’s long. Anyway I hope you look back on this letter and know my intent was pure and with love. Tell you what I really feel. What my heart tells me.

Dear Sue,

I write you because hell, might as well put my thoughts to “paper”. No one knows about this page except you.

Sooooo when it comes to us, or just women, the way it goes after you get dumped or put down is

I shouldn’t care anymore, right?

I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable if you have moved on from me. It’s just you have to empathize with me. My heart was ripped out of me.

I wonder how you’re doing, do you miss me as much as I miss you. Do you still think about us, the butterflies, Do you still want me as your man, haha stupid questions I know. Ive been getting by with henny and romantic comedies haha but hey again the whole us blowing up was my fault. I do hope you’re doing ok mentally, spiritually, emotionally. Truly I do wish for your well being. I’m just relieved I didn’t break your heart, again, better me than you.

I miss my dream catcher, it hurt like hell giving it back and the Disney tickets. I didn’t do it to hurt you, just spare myself of seeing them and thinking of you. You once or maybe several times, told me you always think of me. And now You really do cross my mind a thousand times. But anywho I hope my t shirts get put to use btw not as cloth rags 😂😅, along with my hoodie. Better uses than my birthday gifts, little mike, red bag and all, pennywise, alll in the back of a car, hidden in shame or just not treated kindly in my opinion.

I feel what drove you to end us was me not paying attention to the anger issues. Me, making excuses would say, you should’ve sat me down and stressed the danger of pushing you away, causing you to do some fucked up shit. But I was dealt Karma. I am a hypocrite to complain, since I did the same to you but I hope the caring you will see what massive effect your decisions made.

I also see that you dealt with a lot of internal conflict, feeling like I’d only want to change when you’d be leaving. I didn’t mean to make it seem like you were stuck in a bad never ending circle, i did make it feel that way, nothing hurts more to see someone you love do that to you. Again another mistake on my part of not realizing you were leaving, hurtin due to that type of attitude and behavior that came from me.

You are such a big positive force in my life. You are. Which is why I made bucca a big deal, I know it was extremely unfair since it was my fault we couldn’t hang long but thinking back you probably didn’t say yes to being my girl because you already were someone else’s, that kills me, that’s why I felt so betrayed by you. I mean I was in shock, just thinking why would you do this to me, pretty traumatizing. I feel your emotionally unavailable stuff was all a fat lie. It’s killing me inside why you didn’t just sit me down like a human being and talk to me.

Nonetheless you’re a special beautiful woman that I love for her smile, her jokes, her dorkiness, ability to no matter what is going on, be worried about me, how I was doing, feeling, no matter what troubles you were going thru. One of my favorite things about you is your ability to sing, that truly melted me, the idea of riding in the car with you and singing, expressing ourselves through music. I really did drop the ball with you, I have to live with that, the reason why I’ll hold on to you for as long as I can is because of what you mean to me now. However I do know Eventually emotions fade and memories with them so eventually we will truly fade away. If you haven’t already.

But still this was out of left field. You are a sweet heart and I think you already know that. You’re ability to stand by ppl you love, obviously not me 😅but the way you stand by Ana as her support even if she doesn’t match your love for her, she does love you and I pray she does come around because man she’d take a fat L losing you, or with Emily, the way you spend quality time with her as your friend. Little things that have big meaning and are easily overlooked. But yet you find ways to make ppl feel special before yourself.

You are an amazing, beautiful woman and I mean it. The sooner you see it, the sooner it will help you feel like you should be happy to be who you are.

Ever since that day I have been at a loss for words. You’d probably say it’s dramatic but I’m living with a void in me. What happened? When did I lose you, I guess that’s the point of feelings huh, you don’t see them coming. I had no chance to fight for you this last time. In a way I hope the time away from me, really really clears your mind and heart so you can see if you really did love me, and maybe you have a good good explanation for yourself as to why you did what you did even though not two weeks before had you said “ i hope you still love me” “te amo”. You can lie to me. But not yourself. For me as much as it hurts to think of you not choosing me, that’s what happened. And if hes what you truly want, I can live with that.

I often think about all the times I’d ask you are you sure you still want this. And I break down mentally just trying to find out why you’d say yes but then play me. Don’t get me wrong It was a lot of work to work on us with me however I feel I was on the verge of getting that down, like I understand it was far from perfect but did I make you feel loved I wonder. Probably fucked up too much for you to say yes.

I was only about you whether I was upset or not. I thought I was mending all that tbh. Somewhere along the way your words really had me thinking I was loved like I never have been but your heart was wanting another at the same time. Haha I’m all worked up because of what I thought I meant in your eyes. It really was like hey you’re enough and I want this to work. And so I took ALL you said to me to heart. Which made the heartbreak that much more painful, I’m glad I didn’t do that to you because, the guilt would kill me, what I did with Daria and you still does. I still have the crying clip of you, after I left bby.

I wish you’d talk to me about it, I really do, for you to just show respect for what was there, for your words of I love you, cariño, Habibi, that you said to me. Honor their memory just give me true closure. I can leave you alone, never speak to you again. Drop off a map and disappear you’d literally never hear from me again if that’s what you really prefer. But if not and communicating was an option, I’d want to know where I lost you. If it makes you feel a tad better I feel once it sinks in that you are gone, and the emotions and memories fade, I will truly leave, disappear to become an insignificant memory by my own action just to give you peace, ya know. Do right by you for once.

But for as long as the emotions and memories last in your heart I’ll take pride and hope the sunflower really sticks, it’s a symbol, a memory. Every time the song comes out I do think about you, makes me wish I was miles and youd be my white girl, mi hermosa guerita. Sounds juvenile but I really was excited to teach you more Spanish for when you’d meet my family. How sweet, a thought. Those are priceless. Hope the song brings you positivity on your path. You’ll go far with make up and doing hair. I still think youd make a great YouTube horror movie channel host.

I do love you, make no mistake about that. I will for as long as that fire burns.

As cheesy as it is, you made me feel like the hero or the lucky guy who gets the girl like miles here. I believe in my heart I coulda done amazing by you, I know a version of me has to be out there In an alternate reality where my dumbass got things right, fuck this sucks, for me of course lmao 😂 you do seem to be doing fine and I’m thankful that you’re loved and still loving someone, it’s a special gift. Just make sure you never use I love you carelessly like with me.

If I had the chance to do it over again I would, never hurt you and let your love complete me, help me feel not alone.

Ps: the app shows my edit in a better way

You changed my life for the better by showing me what a woman is capable of, what you bring to those you love. But I’d be lying if I didn’t say my guard is fully up yet again and I’m afraid haha afraid to let anyone, ANYONE in. I thought I was safe with you...

You’re with me in my heart. lol kinda sounds like Tarzan huh

Well uhhh gtg 👋🏽

*g lock handshake

I really am sad and sorry we just ended the way we did, no talking, no hugs, no last kiss. I miss you Habibi, I do. You were my Disney princess. 🌻

Well with that long ass letter, I leave you here. Probably, it seems for good , soon I’ll delete my social media and I’ve already started looking for another job. So while my heart will be spoken for as long as it chooses you, I won’t be around anymore, too painful and this is the first time I’ve had my heart broken, like truly.

So,

Kenzy Sue Schumacher

ich liebe dich

Quizás en otra vida

Love,

Your cariño

Ps: Someone actually read the entire thing and liked it lol hashtags huh

#journal #letting go #venting #reflecting

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kyloorenz · 5 years ago

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NYC/Burn this adventure

Back from NYC. and boy was my short nyc trip, an adventure to say the least.

We got in on friday and considered that travel day. by the night time i went over and took pics of the hudson theater ..just wanted to check the surroundings.

MUAH

on Saturday, first thing in the morning we went to the Hudson theater and got my mom’s friend a ticket for the show since she was interested in going. Then we decided to make the first half of the day a very touristy thing and visit the MET since i have not been the two other times i’ve gone. We did the rooftop views and checked out the “CAMP” exhibit, which was pretty awesome.

by 3-4 o clock we decided to head back to the hotel and relax before getting ready for the show that night. Everything was going smoothly and i decided we should leave with an hour window just in case something happens, And boy did something happened.

The blackout hit NYC and we at the time left our hotel room thought “WTF? why aren’t the elevators working” we thought something happened to our hotel so we just booked it and took the stairs..17 FLOORS BTW. I called a lyft driver who then made me walk one whole avenue to get to him and i’m like ???? I POWERWALKED IT idc. there we found out the blackout hit because droves of people were in the streets of times square and it looked insane, the lyft driver was like “i don’t even think ur show is going to happen” and i’m like...IDC if it doesn’t it doesn’t but I JUST DON’T WANT TO RISK IT. well it took us 25 minutes to get past everything and we got to the theater with 8 minutes to spare but i was sweating so hard during the drive because..i was scared to miss it, i was gonna start running out of the lyft lol. *come to realize afterwards that almost every single show was cancelled except four and BURN THIS was one of the four..INSANE*.

I LIVED and the show went on...*sigh* it was perfect, adam was perfect, the cast was great but i’ll never forget the feeling of watching someone completely leaving their heart and soul live like that in front of an audience. adam’s acting is honestly..emotionally taxing to watch he takes you on the craziest rollercoaster of emotions and leaves you breathless. he literally is a HURRICANE of feels.

afterwards i tried stage door but the line was insane and security was like “nobody is coming out” ..so naturally like the adam stans we are everyone just booked it through the hotel and tried the front. when we got there David Furr was out and sigining for the little group that gathered. he was sweet and personal. literally 2 minutes later i saw Paul dano and Zoe kazan leaving the theater and i was like..cool lol. Then Keri came out but she couldn’t stop to sign and said her apologies, Adam came out of nowhere and i ....froze, i literally got star stuck lmao. but he didn’t stop either and he looked a bit caught off guard and almost wanted to stop but he just smiled and entered his car, he said bye to us and smiled..and again i froze like a loser so this was all the pic i got.

so i didn’t get to have adam sign anything but i really was cool with it, plus he passed by me and u can see it in people’s videos of the whole thing lol. he’s as tall as u expect but thinner which was confusing lol. anyways the entire trip was worth it just to see him preform IMO and i had fun but stressful day which i guess makes for great story lol.

#me #adam driver #burn this #NYC #its 5pm and im still laying in bed so heres this

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scentedluminarysoul · 3 years ago

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Story time!

My current gp is over half an hour by car, but I'd rather die then switch. Because they are good.

- One time my blood test showed slightly elevated inflammation. After tests (which included referrals to other doctors), the conclusion was "it's just how it is". (I want to stress that I didn't have any sypmtoms, wasn't suffering, it was just randomly found). So a few months later I'm back with an unrelated issue, and afterwards she goes, "Oh, btw, about your inflammation. I recently read a study that it can happen in smokers and is just a thing." (I was still smoking at the time) She read a new study, and remembered me and one other patient, amongst all her patients, after I had long forgotten. Amazing.

- She (and the other doctors in the practice) never made me feel bad about my weight. She is slim, but she even connected to me and a specific "struggle" I had regarding my weight/body shape, in a really genuine way. She only mentioned it once, because (and she said so) she had to because insurance made her. She seemed to genuinely hate it, immediately retract it and assured me I'm good and valid and none of my issues relate back to that. She just gives off the vibe that even if an issue is related to weight, I still deserve to be treated for it. Sadly she's always booked out, and often sick for months at a time (I suspect burn out, since she often works until the late evening even when she promised she wouldn't, and gives you all the time you need)

- I just went in for tendonitis. They're awesome in that you can book appointments online, no human contact required. You describe your symptoms briefly. So when I went in, she already had a catalogue open for splints. Prescribed me one, prescribed me pain killers, asked if I needed a sick note. All completely uncomplicated. They ask and listen to what you need.

- Contrasted by that is the gp I had before. An absolute control freak. He was alone in his practice, with four nurses, but he still had to do everything by himself, even answering the phone. Appointments? Meaningless. You often waited for hours after your appointment, because he couldn't be arsed. One time, I waited for an hour longer (had to buy a new parking ticket), got called and told to wait in the treatment room. Another half hour or so. Then he came in, asked what was wrong, I got out barely half a sentence, he squeezed twice without looking, left, while leaving told me to put on some pain relief lotion.

- One time, I went to a neurologist for my depression. After he failed. He would only ever tell me to "find someone who can make me happy", and while he did prescribe me antidepressants, it was the lowest dose, no referral, no oversight. Just "take it and pretend it helps". So I went to the neurologist. A little bit of backstory is required here: In Germany, visiting the doctor is free, covered by insurance. But at that time, you had to pay 10€/quarter year, it was something insurance did and doctors hated. You only had to pay once, though, if you've paid at your gp, they could give you a referral and you didn't have to pay at a specialist. I didn't get a referral because, ha, fuck no, I was terrified of that man. So I went, I forgot to bring money, my helper with me also couldn't spare anything, so we agreed to get a referral afterwards and fax it. I was anxious. My helper had heard stories, but hadn't met my gp yet. So went in, I talked to the nurses (who were all extremely lovely) and she said no problem, but, slight hesitation, the doctor had to sign it. Oh no. So, after a short while, out comes the doctor. Things he needed to sign were always at the end of the counter. He picked it up, read it, asked what this was about? Nurse explains. He turns to me. "Why did you go there!? Without asking me first!?" Then, without singing, he turned, literally stomped off, yelling, "I'm not doing this shit!!!". For, I kid you not, five minutes he rages through the practice, room to room, stomping, yelling, crashing doors. The nurses do their usual work, calm as can be, my helper is stunned, I'm terrified (remember, severe anxiety). He comes back to the counter, picks up the neurologist's business card (I gave it because fax number), and fucking calls her. Berates her over the phone how DARE she see me! Without his permission! She explained to him that I have the freedom to choose my doctors and didn't need his permission. (I don't know exactly what was said, though when I went in for my next appointment, she looked at me, wide eyed, asking, "What kind of doctor do you have!?"). In the end, my helper (a big, sturdy woman, four children, loud, protective af, can stand her ground), gets involved and rips him a new one. <EDIT: I just remembered that after the phone call, he turned to my helper, and asked her what she was doing!? She was supposed to fix me, get me a job, not encourage me like this. That's what sent her over the edge.> I thought she was gonna strangle him, and if there hadn't been a counter between them... I have never seen him that small. He signed it. We leave. My helper turns to me, dazed look on her face, "Now I understand why you were scared of him." Luckily, that was the last time I saw him, as we were already in the process of switching practices to the one mentioned above.

- He was also the one who, when my step-grandpa died, turned to my step-grandma and asked, "Why did your husband die?". In a tone that said, "Why didn't you come to me? I could have saved him, as I am god." They were patients in his practice, but grandpa died of fucking miner's lung in a hospice, after withering away for years. Asshole.

- February last year I went to an orthopedist, to get a new diagnosis and treatmeant for something I was diagnosed with about six years ago. Just to make it "official" and get proper help. What I got diagnosed with last time was a growth of bone that put pressure on nerves in my back and causes immense pain. Everything I ever read about describes 100% my symptoms. So I got a new x-ray, and apparently, according to him, it's gone now. Even though the pain is worse than ever. So I get an MRI. Let me describe to you the follow-up appointment. My helper (a different one) accompanied me, but she had to wait in the waiting room (now I suspect why). I go in, he says, "Nothing in the MRI. You're healthy." And he was done speaking. Silence. I asked, "Okay... So where does the pain come from then?". "No idea." Done. Silence. Goodbye. No interest at all in finding out or helping me. I get him to give me a prescription for physical therapy (which I didn't do, because Covid and also I'm scared of hurting something with unspecific therapy. Knew someone who's therapist caused them a disc herniation). Was out in less than a minute, went to the waiting room, my helper looks at me with huge eyes. She still can't believe it, neither can I. We're still trying to find a different one.

- Oh, and can't forget my great dentist when I was a kid/teen. We only went to her because she was in the village, and my parents knew the nurse (again, she was great). Doctor was horrible, and not in the fun NPH way. Dental is mostly covered by insurance, at least the essentials, filling holes and all that. Get she was so extremely stingy with numbing, always asking to not use it at all for "that little hole", as if she had to personally pay out of pocket for numbing (come to think of it, maybe she was one of those "pain is a virtue" people). So fast forward to one early January, I go in because of a hole I had noticed like two weeks ago, that didn't hurt at all. And it was Christmas. Who goes to the dentist a couple days before Christmas if they can help it?? Anyway, I sit there, she comes in, with a different nurse, looks at my teeth, asks how long it's been there, I answer about two weeks. She proceeds to laugh and she and the nurse mock me, right in front of me, for waiting "that long"

- The last straw was my wisdom tooth. I went in, she puts in numbing. It needs a bit to take effect, so she leaves, normal stuff. When does she return? 45 minutes later!! I could already feel the numbing go away. She comes in, takes her pokey tool, pokes at my gums, asks me if I can feel that. I tell her very sternly YES!, I CAN! She rolls her eyes, says I'm imagining it, and before I can really react (also fear of authority at that point), proceeds to start to pull my tooth. Almost without numbing. I squirm and try to tell her to stop, she dismisses me and tells me to stop being a baby. So I do the last thing I can do, I scream. Loudly. I remember, my goal was to have people outside, in the waiting room, hear me. She groans and goes, "Fine! I'll put more numbing! If you want to be like that!", as if it was my fault. She was the reason I didn't go to the dentist for five years, until I had an extremely painful inflammation of the root canal. And even then I waited for three weeks, in the hot summer.

- My current dentist's practice (multiple dentists) is specialised for anxious patients. They're in a village where half the space is taken up by a mental health clinic, so no wonder there. They are GOOD. The nurses check in with you when waiting in the chair. One time I was asked like five times if everything's okay and if they should open a window. During treatment, you raise your hand at any time and they will immediately stop. They will put as much numbing as you need. In the beginning, they even gave me that numbing gel before the shot, the one that you'd give children. One treatment took an hour and they asked before if I wanted a break halfway through, and to raise my hand if I wanted one. One time, one of the doctors tried to polish my filling, but the water was so cold it hurt my other teeth. So he basically sanded it by hand! Another time, I needed a lot of numbing, and afterwards I got dizzy. The nurse wouldn't let me leave, told me to sit in the waiting room, dug out the package insert from the trash, read it thouroughly, let me read it, and regularly checked in with me. I was fine after about 20 minutes. Another nurse just treats me like an old friend, despite having never met. They are great.

i think it’s important to acknowledge that there is a contingent of doctors who have been... uh... coasting ever since med school ended. here’s a quick crash course in telling them apart

competent doctor: recognizes that your symptoms sound familiar but also realizes that the illness is outside the scope of their expertise, so they give you a referral

incompetent doctor: doesn’t recognize your symptoms, chalks it all up to a mental health and/or weight problem and refuses any follow-up care

competent doctor: stays up to date on the latest research in their field, is interested in sharing newly-discovered information with you

incompetent doctor: maintains the absolute minimum amount of knowledge to not have their license revoked

competent doctor: approaches their patients with good faith

incompetent doctor: assumes all patients are deceptive and have ulterior motives

competent doctor: recognizes crying and other overt pain symptoms as unacceptable and tries to resolve your pain any way they’re able

incompetent doctor: ignores pain and either refuses to attempt to treat yours or willingly worsens it during a treatment by ignoring your reactions

competent doctor: realizes they don’t have all the answers, isn’t intimidated by the thought that you attend other doctors

incompetent doctor: views their patients as income-generators and feels personally insulted when you attempt to leave their practice

competent doctor: recognizes all their patients are people; will be transparent about your treatment and speak to you with advanced and specific terminology if you demonstrate that you understand

incompetent doctor: views patients as a sub-class of people, justifies lying to patients as “for their own good”

#story time #ableism #disability #doctors #long post #personal #this is also why i prefer female doctors #just experience #as i am afab #but also don't blindly trust them #anyway #if you can #choose your doctors wisely #even a longer drive is worth it for a good doctor #tw dentist #tw abuse #tw medical malpractice

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putschki1969 · 6 years ago

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Japan ~ Summer 2018 #3 🎌✈️

Quick introduction: Hello my lovlies!! As most of you might already know, I went to Japan this summer. It was a rather spontaneous decision based on the fact that both Hikaru and Wakana had announced their solo lives. At that point I was suffering from a serious case of Kalafina withdrawal so I felt like I had no choice but to go. I just needed to see them. Also, it was my 30th birthday so I thought I would treat myself. You only turn 30 once, right? On a side note, the timing finally gave me the opportunity to do something I had wanted to do for a few years now. Climb Mount Fuji. o(〃＾▽＾〃)o So yeah, that’s the backstory of my trip. I stayed in Japan from July 30 till August 14 and pretty much my entire trip was dedicated to Kalafina Pilgrimage. Let me tell you this, it was by far the best summer vacation of my life, worth each and every penny! And believe me, there were a LOT of pennies involved XD

Notes: This report will be a bit different since I thought it would be nice to include some travel tips here and there. I guess you could see this as some sort of travel/Kala-guide. Many of my followers have never been to Japan so some general info would be useful to make things easier for you if you ever decide to travel to Japan.

Please note that this is Part 3 of my report. It is dedicated to my time in Fukuoka and Okayama. Part 1 can be found HERE! Part 2 is HERE!

Without further ado, let’s get to it 〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→

Aug 6 (Mon) ~ Flying off to Fukuoka

My flight was scheduled for around 9 am so I checked out of my hotel pretty early. I had packed all of my stuff the previous evening so I wouldn’t have to worry about that in the morning. I had never been to Kyushu before so I was really looking forward to that trip. While I don’t hate Tokyo, everything is just a little too hectic for me. Don’t get me wrong, I like big cities and I much prefer them to the countryside but Tokyo is just a tad TOO big for me. It’s cities like Osaka where I feel most at home and I expected Fukuoka to have a similar vibe (and it did!). Out of convenience I once again took the Narita Express to the airport and then I waited till I was able to check in. This time I travelled with Peach which is a pretty cheap airline but even though tickets are cheap, their service is totally fine (it’s a lot of self-service though so be prepared for that). Didn’t have any issues with them. Plus, the plane is pink so of course I was immediately smitten XD Previously I have travelled with Jetstar and their service was also a-okay. I think the flight took less than two hours but I can’t remember right now. I had a window seat so I got a lovely view of Mount Fuji. I couldn’t believe that just a few days ago I had actually climbed that thing. It looked so tiny XD Btw, I was super lucky because on that day I found out that yet another typhoon was heading to Tokyo.

Once I had arrived at Fukuoka airport I waited for my luggage and then I took the subway to Hakata Station. It’s only two stations away so that’s VERY convenient. Generally speaking, there is really no other airport that’s more conveniently located than Fukuoka airport. You get to the city center in less than five minutes, in comparison it will take you around an hour to get to Tokyo from Narita or to Osaka from Kansai airport. Haneda or New Chitose are quite close to their respective city centers but it still takes around half an hour to get there. Either way, within a couple of minutes I was at Hakata Station which actually reminded me a lot of Shin-Osaka Station. I immediately went to the Midori no Madoguchi Ticket Office to reserve a ticket for the Hello Kitty Shinkansen which I was planning to take the next day. I was scared that it would be booked out since the shinkansen is always packed during commuter hours but luckily I got myself a seat, BANZAI. Then it was time to drop off my luggage at my hotel. I booked a nice hotel right outside of Hakata Station (still managed to get lost on my way there though :P). It’s called JR Kyushu Hotel Blossom, I really recommend it. Convenient location, fancy looking but not too extraordinary. The prices are okay, not exactly cheap but also not super expensive.

Then it was finally time to get to Tenjin to do some Wakana 10th Anniversary Film sightseeing. I had no trouble getting there since Tenjin is pretty close to Hakata Station (you can take the subway or a bus, I guess you could even walk if you wanted but meh, it was way too hot for that). My first stop was 656 Muttsugoro Manjyu Tenjin ( 中央区天神2丁目5-35 Fukuoka, 福岡県〒810-0001). It’s a little hidden but with the address and google maps you should be able to find it.

And you should definitely make the effort to find it because that ham&egg thingy is freaking delicious. THANK YOU SO MUCH for that awesome recommendation, Wakana! I feel so bad for Hikaru because I didn’t really like her Nanakosi but THIS HERE, it was absolutely heavenly. I regret that I only bought one. Could have eaten ten of them I think. There are some onions in there too and a light sauce so it’s actually a very refreshing little snack. Soon after I headed to Kego Park (it’s where Wakana walked around in the movie - nothing special really but it was still nice to check out the area). I wish I had seen it with all the Christmas decorations but oh well, maybe next time I travel to Fukuoka. Then it was time to go to the Karaoke place that Wakana had worked at in the past. All of these places are within five-minute walking distance so it’s super convenient. You can do it all in one go. I had never really done a solo karaoke session so I thought that was the perfect opportunity for it. And honestly, it was SO MUCH fun. I am not a big singer and I am not a group person so being by myself felt really nice. I sang pretty much all of my favourite Kalafina ballads XD I stayed there for quite some time actually. Karaoke is really cheap if you don’t go in the evening.

In the evening I did some window shopping in the Tenjin area and then I went to WEST Udon to have some dinner. Wakana always recommends their udon so I just had to check it out, there are restaurants all over the place so it’s not hard to find one. I went to one in Tenjin since I was already there. Sadly, I forgot to take a picture. At this point I think I was already super tired so my brain had stopped working. Ughh, that’s why I really hated the heat, I didn’t really do much that day but still, the heat took a huge toll on me, I constantly felt exhausted and couldn’t do as much as I would have wanted to do. Anyways, I got myself some curry udon because that’s my absolute favourite. I am not a fan of clear soups so I didn’t get any of the dishes that Wakana usually orders. Afterwards I headed back to my hotel to get some much needed rest before my upcoming shinkansen trip.

❗ Some tips ❗

As a holder of the JR Pass decide whether you want to fly or take the shinkansen. Domestic flights can sometimes be cheaper than a shinkansen ride but if you already purchased a JR Pass, you will save money by taking the train. Of course you have to take into account that the shinkansen will take a bit longer than the plane so I only recommend this if you have some time to spare.

I feel like you can make most of your JR Pass if you travel via Tokaido Shinkansen from Tokyo to Odawara (Mount Fuji area - stay there a couple of days), then to Nagoya and finally you will reach the Kansai area where you can take a long break to check out Kyoto, Osaka, Nara, Kobe, Himeji, etc (I recommend staying somewhere near Shin-Osaka because it’s super easy to reach all of the popular Kansai destinations from there). Once you are done you can take the Sanyo Shinkansen to Okayama, Hiroshima etc and last but not least you will reach Hakata in Fukuoka from where you can explore the Kyushu area. If you are more interested in the northern parts of Japan, you can take the Tohoku/Hokkaido Shinkansen from Tokyo to Hakodate and from there you can go pretty much anywhere in Hokkaido. So yeah, as you can see, you can have lots of fun with your JR Pass (and believe me, you will save a TON of money).

Midori no Madoguchi Ticket Offices are your best friend if you are planning to do a lot of long-distance travelling. Many trains and buses require you to book a seat in advance and it’s much easier to just let a staff member do the work for you instead of trying to deal with one of the ticket vending machines. Plus, many reserved seats for long-distance trips can ONLY be purchased at the office. In case you have a JR Pass you just have to show it to the person working at the booking office, you won’t have to pay anything as long as the train/bus is operated by JR.

I mentioned it in my last post, always reserve your shinkansen seat in advance. This is particularly important if you are traveling during commuter hours (and if you are taking one of the faster trains).

Aug 7 (Tue) ~ Hello Kitty Shinkansen/Okayama

Time for my Hello Kitty Shinkansen ride!! This special shinkansen started operating at the end of June and it was meant to have a limited runtime. It turned out to be really popular so it’s still running but back then I thought I wouldn’t get another chance so I was hell-bent to get on that train. Luckily, I was in the right place at the right time. This new adorable train provides a Kodama service on the Sanyo Shinkansen line, which connects the western cities of Osaka and Fukuoka. It’s all included in the JR Pass. The train runs twice a day (back and forth between Hakata and Shin-Osaka Station) but keep in mind, the Hello Kitty shinkansen isn’t in service every day. Anyways, I boarded my train at 6:40 in the morning. Kodama is the slowest among the different trains so it took quite some time to get to Okayama but hey, I had lots of fun in the train and I got a lovely view of many beautiful places in Japan.

During the whole ride I was checking out all the cool Hello Kitty stuff. There’s an entire car dedicated to cute displays, you can also buy lots of merch there (which of course I did because I can never resist XD). Another car has special interior but otherwise it’s just meant for sitting. It’s non-reserved seating so you can sit wherever you want as long as there is room. When I boarded the train this car was only half-way full but by the time I had reached Okayama, the entire train was packed. As you can probably tell from the amount of pictures I took, I had a blast! I love everything pink and cute, I was literally in Hello Kitty heaven. (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) So glad I made that trip even though it was quite time consuming. But oh well, I had wanted to go to Okayama anyways so that was a perfect opportunity.

Now you might wonder what’s so special about Okayama. Okayama's most famous attraction is Korakuen Garden, which is ranked as one of the three best landscape gardens in Japan. Okayama Castle is located just across from the garden so that’s very convenient. And of course I don’t go anywhere without a hidden Kalafina agenda XD Okayama is the birthplace of Keiko’s mother and she has mentioned on a couple of occasions that it means a lot to her. Back in 2016 she went there for the first time (for their “Kalafina with Strings” Christmas Premium LIVE TOUR 2016). She was deeply moved to finally be able to visit. One of the places she visited was Korakuen Garden so obviously I had to go there as well. I took a cute little cat-bus to the garden. I really love Japanese buses! They often have a special design. This bus goes all the way to Yumeji Art Museum. A black cat, named Kuronosuke, serves as mascot of the museum so the bus was designed to honour that cat. An actual cat actually shows up in the bus and the museum once in a while, it even has its own office at the museum! Either way, I was literally the only person on that bus so I had lots of fun XD Once I had arrived at the garden it was my main goal to find the very same bridge from that LINE blog picture. And BANZAI! I found it! Look at me standing on the same bridge as Keiko!! *weeeee* It was so hard to find someone to take a picture for me because there were hardly any people. Plus, I hate approaching people. Oh well, the things I do for Kalafina (and for Keiko in particular :P)

The garden was truly gorgeous but boy, I think that was one of the hottest days ever so I was literally dying. Thankfully the garden was MUCH smaller than I expected so I was finished rather quickly. There isn’t much else to do in Okayama so after buying some souvenirs and strolling around for a while I decided it was time to head back to Hakata. I took the faster train back home. Thank God for shinkansen air conditioning! It was so nice to finally cool down a bit. Although tbh, the air conditioning is pretty strong on those trains so I was actually freezing my ass off. It’s a miracle I didn’t get sick from all those dramatic temperature changes. Once I had gotten back to Hakata it was almost time for dinner. This time I decided to go to Yoshida because Kalafina have ALWAYS eaten there, it’s pretty famous actually. They are known for two dishes. Their live-squid and their sea bream ochazuke. Needless to say, I went with the second option. This special dish features rice topped with sea bream sashimi marinated in a secret heirloom sauce. Hot tea is poured over the top of the fish and rice to complete the dish

I’ll be honest, I don’t like raw fish so this wasn’t my favourite dish in the whole wide world. But it was okay. I definitely recommend it to everyone who likes sashimi. Or you could always try the live-squid :P

❗ Some tips ❗

Here you can find all the info you need if you wanna take the Hello Kitty Shinkansen. It’s a great experience so you should definitely do it if you are travelling somewhere between Hakata and Shin-Osaka.

It’s best to reserve a table at Yoshida because they are always packed.

Next up we have my final two days in Fukuoka, please look forward to it.

#kalafina #personal #travel report #travel diary #fukuoka #Japanese food #japan #okayama #hello kitty #hello kitty shinkansen #korakuen #Wakana #keiko

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troubleisfree · 6 years ago

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this is going to be like a very long, detailed, and mostly my personal observations and notes. as it was my first time seeing neymar and the brazil nt in person, i want to remember everything i can while its still fresh. it was a very exciting and at the same time surreal experience because i see those people all the time on tv games and now there they were few feet away from me...

i took the photos and videos. i am usually pretty good at that but i guess the excitement got the better of me because they did not come out fabulous. tumblr is being stupid with not letting me upload more then one video in a post, and i wanted everything together, so i ended up putting them up on youtube.

the hotel 9/3/2018.

so first i went to the hotel (very close to where i live) on monday 9/3. as it was labor day, i was off work and at a bbq/pool party abt 10 miles from home for the day. brazil nt was scheduled to leave the hotel for their first training at 4pm so i left the party early and, after some traffic drama, made it to the hotel little after 3.40pm. there were not too many people so i had a decent view but i also moved around a bit. some of the support staff was coming out already. a few minutes later, firmino was the first i saw, he waved and went straight to the bus.

then a group of marquinhos, douglas costa, fabinho etc came out together. only marquinhos paid any attention to the fans, waving and smiling but didnt stop.

then another group, including casemiro.

then alisson came out. he was really sweet, smiled, stopped with the fans, signed stuff. interacted the most of anyone else with the fans.

then another group - i think richarlison (idk him really), filipe luis, thiago silva. thiago was just as nice as alisson, stopped with the fans, signed stuff. he looked to me a bit shorter irl then on tv...

willian came out alone next.

at this point, it was almost 4pm, my excitement had totally built up and i was so anxious to see my boy ney. i started thinking that maybe he will get there separately cuz i hadnt seen coutinho and tite either. but there he was! coming out last with barely a minute to spare before 4pm (the timestamp on my photo is 3:58:59pm lol). he was the very last one to come out, chewing on something, with his typical swagger. he waved but didnt stop and the bus left as soon as he got on. he looked just as hot in person as on tv, the cameras dont lie lol. really handsome and very very sexy! i mean, i expected it, i have seen his photos lol but omg he looks so damn good you cant help those dirty thoughts! i felt like an absolute fangirl! this is neither here or there, but he looked to me a little bigger then i expected. just kinda...fuller?

i only took one photo of him cuz i wanted to look at him with my own eyes rather than thru the camera ;)

it was such an incredible experience seeing neymar and the rest of the guys in person so close that i was shaking after! like for real my hands were shaking, my legs were shaking. and i couldnt stop grinning for a good half an hour after. i went to the boardwalk to calm down a bit and just absorb the experience. people passing by probably thought im crazy or reading love letters on my phone or something cuz i just couldnt stop grinning but i didnt give a flying fuck what they were thinking - i had just seen neymar!

my notes and impressions:

1. OMFG I SAW NEYMAR FROM FEW FEET AWAY. just that, my brain was really way too frazzled to process any other impressions lol

the game 9/7/2018

so after some c. drama, despite my initial hopes, i had accepted that i am not going to go to the game. and then the day before i find out I AM GOING!!! i was so freaked out with excitement lol!!!

getting there was so frustrating! first i had forgot to charge my phone before leaving work so i only had like 30% which was nowhere near good enough for my plans of copious pics and vids. so i had to run into a bodega to buy a charger for the car. then for some complicated reason we had to leave from the ues and fucking DRIVE. crosstown. on a friday. at 6pm. straight thru freakin time square with its gazillion tourists. on top of rush hour. even though the schedule said 8pm, the tickets said the event starts at 7.30 and i wanted to be there early to see the warmups and at 7.02 we were still not even inside lincoln tunnel ffs! i was FUMING and ready to jump outta the car and start yelling at the other cars to get a goddamn fucking move on i got places to be people to see! just ugh. so frustrating. the only upside of taking so long to get to the stadium was that by the time we got there my phone was almost 100%...

anyway, finally at 7.25pm we got there and thru all the checks etc (my joke of a miniature purse was shown as an example to another girl with a slightly bigger purse and praised by security for being perfect size which pissed me off because of their dumbass rules it had is smaller then my regular WALLET ffs and it barely even fits my phone so in no way is it a ‘perfect size’ except maybe for dolls or tiny aliens. but they had the stupid clear bag / tiny purse rule in effect and all i cared at that point was getting in so whatever. still, fucking terrorists. obviously also for more important reasons than just being the cause of my having to have a tiny purse but yeah fucking terrorists).

the stadium was buzzing already. apparently the 7.30 start was for the warmups so perfect for me. this was the view from our seats.

when we got to our seats, the usa team was out already. and the canarinho was interacting with fans. and then brazil came out.

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ney was warming up with coutinho

after stretches, he did some practice shooting. this one didnt go in.

after that the team went back inside and the canarinho came behind the barriers to interact with the fans (photo below especially taken for a.)

time for the teams to come out. for some reason the tunnel was on my side of the stadium but the benches were on the other side and they lined up there for the anthems. (again, for a.)

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then the us anthem and, since we dont do things here on a small scale, the flag rolled out was the size of the whole stadium lol

in the first half neymar was playing in front of me. in the beginning of the game i took a few photos and then i stopped because i wanted to watch the game and see with my own eyes not concentrate on the phone... still, here they are

here is the penalty. i didnt catch it go in because i was looking at it happening rather then my phone. i also removed the sound cuz there was screaming when it went in lol. it was a VERY soft penalty btw...

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my notes and impressions:

1. it was a friendly so not surprisingly, it was not an edge-of-your-seat game. still brazil dominated the crap out of the usa team. the difference in class and quality was glaringly obvious.

2. it was strange not supporting my country’s team. but only when i thought about it. otherwise my soccering heart belongs to brazil 100%, without a doubt.

3. watching a game live vs tv: both have pros and cons. again, after watching every week on tv, seeing these guys live in person is simply incredible. just absolutely surreal. like, they are moving, running, kicking right in front of you. you can hear the ball being kicked. feel the tension. see what they are doing without the ball. watch their interactions away from the camera. feel the power of the crowd. its just so much more immersive. at the same time, watching at home the curated game content is... convenient. you get closeups. you get facts from the commentators. your bathroom is nearby (i did carefully time my liquid intake that day to avoid venturing into stadium bathrooms and thank god it worked lol). so imo, watching a game on tv is not really that much worse then watching it live. i always felt like i am getting a completely filtered version on tv and it is filtered but it is not horrible. yes, you are missing out on stuff but its not a total loss.

4. the stadium was about 40% full, 32k of 82k capacity. but it felt more like 2/3, probably because on the other side many sections were not even open so most everyone attending was spread out in one long side and the two goal sides.

5. brazil fans were out strong! i’d say about 70% of the people were brazil fans, and of those about 90% had on brazil jerseys. yellow galore lol. the usa fans were constantly chanting but when the brazil fans decided to make the effort they drowned them out easily and completely!

6. the usa fans were in the section behind one of the goals. throughout most of the game i thought oh cute they are constantly singing their hearts out supporting their clearly outplayed loosing team. then they did iceland’s viking chant. yes, it is a cool chant but its iceland’s. idk why so many have been plagiarizing it! first portugal did it in the wc, then i saw another, and now the american outlaws (the usa ultras)... let iceland have its thing people. i did not appreciate it but no big deal. BUT then they did something that pissed me off - few minutes before neymar was substituted in the 80 min they chanted fuck neymar. i was not best pleased to say the least! lick sweaty balls jealous motherfuckers!

7. we did a wave that went around the stadium like 4 times!

8. there was a small group of 13-14yo girls right behind us that whenever ney touched the ball or looked our way screamed ‘neymaaaarrr, neymaaaaarrrrrrrr, vaiiiiiii, vai neymaaaaaaarrrrrrrr’. one girl in particular was especially shrill and vociferous in her dedication to ney. no sense of decorum whatsoever lol. my bf was smirking at me and was like why dont you go sit with them. i on the other hand was thinking that while i wouldnt go sit with them, if some of my tumblr girls were here.... well those girls wouldnt even know what hit them!

9. i would definitely go to a game again!

10. while the seats we had were really good, i wish there was an option to be even closer and still see the whole pitch. then again, for me it would probably only qualify as ‘close enough’ if im allowed to run along the sidelines lol. but then i wont really be able to watch the game. (hey maybe i can hang from the skycam hahaaaa!). yes, i am a neymar fan but i am also a fan of the game so i want both. i did not have any input in the choice of these seats but i think it was a good trade off - the closest where you can both see the guys and actual game. if i have to pick the tickets for the next game (hopefully i will go again some time!), i would be tempted by the lower levels but the barriers are pretty high so... i would probably go for the same - second level first row.

11. there was a guy sitting next to me with his date and he was trying to be all knowledgeable and impress the girl but half the stuff he was telling her was wrong lol! he kept pointing to douglas costa and telling her its firmino. i was cracking myself up listening to him talk complete bullshit but with such grand authority about technical game stuff.

12. at some point a loose ball ended up into the stands, some guy caught it, and 2 min later security came to take it away from him :/ why not let the guy just keep the ball?!? stupid. if it was me, i’d have made a fuss, maybe pretended that it hit me in the face and threatened to sue the stadium cuz they have not ensured the spectators’ safety or some such crap lol. see if they dont let me keep it to avoid a lawsuit.

13. the canarinho (for a.) - he was really great! interacting with the fans, dancing, hugging fans. really a fantastic mascot and absolute joy to watch! during the halftime he was out on the pitch, doing keepie uppies (in those shoes too!!! showing his brazilianness lol), and kicking balls into the stands

14. i was totally impressed by neymar. it was just so obvious how good he is and no, not because i am biased, which i admittedly am. i expected him to be good, duh, but to see it so clearly was amazing. he is not a fluke, he is the real deal. he stands out among even such quality peers as the rest of brazil nt! just something in the way he interacts with the ball, the way he moves, ‘sees’ his teammates without looking, turns on a dime, does the unexpected. i dont think he ‘thinks’ or ‘calculates’ at all his moves or that it is just a lot of practice, i think it is pure instinct in the moment, i.e. phenomenal natural talent. even though this was not one of his greatest games for sure, he just looked... special and different from the rest. most of the brazil players were displaying their clearly high quality but there is just something unique in the way neymar plays. even if you dont know who he is, what teams are playing, anything at all, you’d still pick him out and know that there is something extraordinary about this guy. if you unfocus your eyes so you see just all same yellow shirt figures, you would still be able to pick out which one is neymar. he did a bit of his skills and tricks and of course i wished he had done more. what i took away from watching him play live was that, in this average game, he looked as good playing live as he has in the past when i have watched his great games on tv. i dont know why. but watching neymar play live was an experience of its own. it felt like his average ‘live’ performance is as good as his great ‘tv’. i cant even imagine what it would be like watching one of his great performances live. while i dont feel im loosing so much watching games on tv vs live as mentioned above, i definitely feel that watching neymar in particular play live is on another level and im missing out when i watch him on tv instead of live. he is absolutely worth the price of admission. i was so disappointed in him for his wc antics but thats in the past now, and i have been reminded how right it feels to be his fan, not just for the nice things he does for kids/charity, his fun personality (and lets not forget the good looks, and oh boy they are SO GOOD lol) but his undeniably outstanding talent on the pitch. his game is just incredible. i hope he keeps healthy. i hope he gets his temper under control not just for a few games but for good. and i pray he always has the freedom to shine like he rightfully can. i am rooting for him to get the appreciation and acknowledgement he deserves, unadulterated by behavioral issues or personal drama.

ok, imma stop now. this post is huge, even by my standards.

#brazil nt #brazil vs usa #neymar #thiago silva #marquinhos #alisson #filipe luis #willian #roberto firmino #9-7-2018 #game

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anxiyaiyaiety · 6 years ago

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I’m so angry and I can’t get over it. Like all my adult life I have lived with the unreasonable anxiety of thinking that my inlaws hate me. Just for no reasons whatsoever. They haven’t given any strong indication that they don’t like me but I am always uncomfortable around them in general and usually I can follow my gut about bad feelings/ weird tension or vibes in the air.

So this year, I went to my side of the family for thanksgiving and he went to his. We have done this before and it’s generally no big deal. Especially this year, with him only seeing his mom once since the hurricane hit, it stood to reason that if the whole family was going to get together (one of those people being his older sister from Illinois) he wanted to be there. Nbd.

So I locked my keys in my car on accident and had to call him to drive the spare that he had over so I could get home. This was an hour long drive from his moms out on the beach to my aunts in the boonies. But we didn’t really have a choice in the matter as no one had a jimmy or anything. So initially he seems irritated and I understand that because it’s a long drive and he was currently hanging out still, and so was I!, but it was getting dark soon and I have work in the morning so there was no helping it.

He gets there, everything is cool, he says quick hello/goodbyes and then we both drive home. When we get there, we both show each other leftovers we snagged and I asked if he got any casserole as it’s my favorite. He didn’t. Nbd. He did say he called his mom and asked her to set aside I plate for him when he goes back tomorrow. She said “Sure, what do you want” and he told her. She knows he doesn’t eat that and I have told her every year it’s great and I love it. She asks “Is it for her?” And he says no. She then says “You can make it for her when you get here.”

I don’t initially take this any which way, I’m just a little confused. I think maybe it’s because I didn’t go over there with him and joke that she is withholding food as punishment. So he then adds that his older sister said that I probably “made up locking the keys in the car to get him to leave”.

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What the absolute garbage fuck?! Never ever ever in our relationship have I ever made up an excuse to get him to come home because I just felt like it. ESPECIALLY with his family. He’s often lazy about get togethers and I usually have to remind him to make time for his family stuff. Even with friends I’m usually like “Stay out as late as you want have fun etc”. Why would this shit even occur to her at all? I don’t expect them to know me on some deep friendship level because we don’t see each other that often but? So now I guess his mom and sister are pissed at me for being stuck 45 mins away from home with no other options and calling him away after he had just spent all day with them and is going back tomorrow and the next day and apparently getting some family tattoo with his sisters (his first one btw) but I did it on purpose to ruin his family’s thanksgiving and his sisters one of two yearly trips down here (because she’s soooooo fucking concerned with family togetherness and has a butt ton of money to blow for plane tickets but instead spends it on expensive gifts for random puppy dog boyfriends that are in and out of her life in months and only comes home 2 times a year) and this has influenced my MIL to think the same thing and I want to tell him to tell her to shove her casserole up her ass.

#sorry for the tldr #fml #i dont need this shit right now #im not going to get any sleep tonight #just gonna stay awake and think about my husbands family has always hated me

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bts-is-my-life-as-always · 7 years ago

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Jimin scenario to fighting with you and breaking up.

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So I really don’t know why but writing for chimchim is soo hard, it’s always chimmy maybe it’s cause he’s such a tiny little puppy. I don’t wanna hurt his ass, but I have to write this so here goes nothing. Anyways enjoy~~~

You always seemed to find a way to twist things, somehow you always made him feel bad, honestly you were never the jealous type before you started to date jimin. He was perfect, even his flaws were loved by many, but you, you compared to him was nothing, so it was inevitable that a situation like this would occur. You were happily having dinner with your boyfriend, you knew how much he still had feelings for his ex, it was the classic love story, a boy falls in love with a girl who only wants him for his fame, and then when she was done, she broke him to millions of pieces and that’s where you picked him back up, you knew the reason he only said yes was because he needed a rebound, with that feeling still in mind, when he broke into a giant smile at the sight of his ex, it made you sick to your stomach.

You had been sitting there for the past 4 hours, listening to them reminisce about their past, and how happy they used to be, you tried so hard to ignore the feeling of hurt, after the 2 hour mark, you didn’t even exist to them, you took your mind off of them and scrolled through your phone, your best friend wanted to see you, he was in korea, you lit up with a smile, “Hey chim, I have to go, my friends in korea, I’ll catch you later” He just sat there and nodded, not sparing you a single glance, while his ex just smirked at you, as if to say ‘he’s still all over me’

You ran as fast as you could toward your best friend, “KIM JOON!” You yelled his name, with a bright smile on your face, you ran up and hugged him, “Hey, y/n I can’t breath, let go dude, I’ve missed you too”

“Oh sorry, it’s been so long since I’ve last seen you” You walked to a nearby cafe, while he told you about his boyfriend, and how the two of them would be getting married soon.

“So, hows jimin?” Your friend questioned, reminding you of the past few hours, you frowned for a split second, and then smiled “He’s doing great, I think” your friend raised his eyebrows in question. “What do you mean you think, weren’t you dating him?” You looked down, not knowing what to say or do, a few sheds of tears dropped. “I don’t know honestly, I don’t even feel like his girlfriend anymore, I don’t know what to do” “Shh.. come here” your friend tucked you into a hug, he didn’t know what to do, but all he knew was you had to talk to jimin and sort this out, “Just try talking to him, and if he loves you, he’ll truly care about what you have to say” At that you suddenly stood up, “You know what, your right, we’re dating and I can’t be afraid to speak to him, thanks joon”

You beamed him a smile and walked to your shared apartment, you waited and waited, it seemed so long, but at last at 5 in the morning he decided to show up. “Jimin? God your home so late” you looked at him worried, you walked closer to him, the stench of the alcohol was coming through the roof,

“Jesus, jimin how much did you drink?” He didn’t answer, you followed him to your shared bedroom,

“Jimin, can we talk?”

“Not right now, I’m tired” You grabbed his arms, determined to talk to him today, “Jimin,” he shoved you off,

“I said not now, what do you not get about not now” You closed your eyes and nodded, maybe after he washes. It took him 30 minuets to wash up and come out,

“Jimin, can we talk now?”

“Gosh, y/n your so naggy today, what do you want?” You looked at him, in disbelief,

“Is trying to talk to my boyfriend that bad?”

“Do you want to know what I liked about dating yuna, she was never this needy and naggy, she was never this noisy” You looked at him, now sure that you were just his rebound, no, now you knew for sure that you meant nothing to him, when he said yes, it was just to fill his void and empty yours.

“Jimin, I...I just wanted to talk, and now all the questions I had in mind, I’ve found the answers to, I won’t bother you anymore” He still didn’t know what you were talking about until he saw your tear filled eyes,

“Oh come on babe, don’t cry, come here” he stood to hug you, you took a step back each time he came close to you,

“Don’t touch me, what do I even mean to you? I’m nothing but a rebound, nothing”

“Y/n that’s not what I meant, please I’m sorry”

“Jimin.... let’s stop, I won’t bother you anymore, and you can go back to the yuna that you love so much”

“What’s that supposed to mean, you know me and her ended ages ago”

“Well it surely didn’t seem like it, jimin, you can’t keep me trapped when you still have feelings for her, it’s not fair on me” You shoved past him, grabbing your jacket and your car keys and bag, you walked out of the house, you drove for almost an hour, reaching the airport, you quickly texted your best friend.

“Joon..... I’ll see you back in england, I can’t do this anymore. See you soon” “Y/n? What happened” You didn’t respond, you brought a ticket, and waited, anything to get over him, anything would do. It had been almost 2 years since you left jimins life forever, the day he received a call from best friend to say you had told him something really stupid, he was afraid.

2 years prior~

“Hey, this is y/n’s friend joon, I just received a text from y/n saying something about seeing me in england, did something happen between the two of you?”

“We had a little fight, she said she was gonna take the plane to England right? Do you know which airport?”

“Well y/n only knows the incheon airport, so she’s probably there”

“I’ll go find her, don’t worry too much, I’ll make sure she’s okay”

“Alright tell me how it goes,” Before you got on the plane, it didn’t feel right, your friend probably already told jimin knowing him, so you decided to just leave the ticket and your car, but instead take the bus down to busan, when he arrived at the airport it was more crowded than usual, that’s when he saw the big screen that announced a plane crash, that’s when he could hear all the cries and all the screams from relatives of the people on the plane, he screen read

~all families of passengers that took the 6:30 plane heading towards England, London, there was a sudden storm, that caused the whole plane to crash into the sea, we are sorry to announce that all the names of the passengers on screen, have passed away.~

He read it over and over again, grabbed a guard and questioned them, he searched for your name, and it was on there, his heart sank, the last memory of you was how lonely you looked and how he made you cry.

End of flashback~

Of course you saw the news but you didn’t tell anyone, apart from your family, even your best friend still believed you passed away, you heard from your mother that he was married and they were thinking about adopting kids, you stayed hidden, needing time to heal and forget, in that time, you worked on singing, by now in busan you were known for singing, you heard that big hit was recruiting, feeling like you needed to now come forward and tell everyone the truth, you went for the audition, When you got to the venue, hundreds and thousands perhaps millions of girls and guys with the same dream as you stood outside, you were auditioning for a new unisex group of 4 people, there was a very slim to no chance of getting through, but you kept hoping. When it got to your turn, you sang stigma, stigma was your favorite song, it got you through the toughest times, and then danced to the ark the light, you thought dancing to a bts song would be too classic and decided on the second best, (btw I love the arks the light, I’m so sad they disbanded anyways continuing with the story) they seemed a little startled, you knew you were probably one of the only ones that didn’t dance to bts.

“Do you know how to dance to our top artist bts? “

“Yes” you said proudly

“Then why did you choose this song to dance to?”

“Because I knew everyone else would dance to bts, and I thought you wanted someone that was more unique, and I like this song a lot” They all nodded their head in approval, you knew even before they called you, that you were getting signed.

“Miss Y/L/N you have automatically passed all of our auditions, you will be the first female for our group hope, congratulations”

“Really!” You exclaimed,

“thank you so much”

“You’ll have to be here by 10 am today, and make sure you bring your passport and things”

“Okay thank you” You showed up infront of the company building, you walked into a room of all the producers and people with a hidden importance. You signed the contract and you would start training with the other members in a weeks time, you would share a whole home with them starting in 4 days.

Time skip~

You had settled in, and your group members were amazing, they all loved you and you loved them, it was inevitable soon you would run into bts, you were practicing your debut choreography, when your dance instructor came in and said

“So, your sunbaes, bts will be visiting today, just to say hello and get used to the new family, is that okay?” You all said in unison

“Yes” except you, you knew that they all knew you, and they all be very upset at you. Sure enough as soon as they walked in they all looked at everyone and then you and almost chocked to death,

“Y/n? Is that you? Wtf we thought jimin said you passed away?” Exclaimed Hoseok They all looked at you questioningly, Just then jimin walks in, he looked so bad, like he hadn’t seen daylight in the past 2 years, your heart started to clench around itself, he looked up at you and teared up, he slowly walked towards you

“Y/n? Are you y/n?” You looked up at him, slightly pushing him off of you, you stepped back towards the rest of your members You nudged them to say their hellos, so you didn’t have to explain to them about what happened, Jimin stares at you, and so did everyone, so you had no choice but to explain.

“Do you have any idea, how much I’ve resented myself, how much I’ve hated myself, for loosing you” You looked down

“No, I don’t, you didn’t care when I was alive, so I didn’t see why you would when I’m gone”

“Y/n..... i was drunk”

“You were drunk and not in love, stop trying to make yourself the victim, we ended things, I didn’t have to tell you anything”

“Can you guys leave the two of us for a bit, I have personal things to talk about”

“No it’s fine, don’t leave us, we need to practice anyways, sorry jimin, our debut stage is near, I can’t loose anymore time” With that you stood up, with your members right behind you, you started the music and joined with the rest of your group, this choreography had a lot of touching, jimin standing there dumbfounded, wondering when you got so good at dancing, and why you were so close with the guys, he waited for you, he was going to wait his whole life for you, waiting a few hours was nothing

“Okay let’s take a break” the leader said, You went to grab water, but jimin already had you covered, wiping your sweat away,

“You dance better than I do” You looked at him,

“Thank you...... jimin why are you still here? You should go and practice with bts, you guys have a comeback don’t you?”

He sighed.

“Did you know, that today would’ve been your 2 year anniversary, this morning i woke up, from a dream, of when you still smiled with me, when you were still there next to me, I hated myself for not going after you that morning, I’ve had countless nightmares, where I relive the moment I saw your name on that screen, and is it that bad of me to want to be by your side when I see you right here, when the past 2 years seemed like hell, but your here now, I’m still not sure if this is a dream or not, I’ve begged to wake from this nightmare for 2 years, am I that bad, for wanting to be with you, just for a bit?”

“Im not saying your bad, I’m just telling you to go back, to go back to when you didn’t care, I’m not used to this, chim, I mean jimin oppa, please, I’m trying to forget the past, I’m trying to forget you, can’t you just pretend I’m not here”

His eyebrows scrunched up, you hated when he did that, it created wrinkles and you knew how much he cared about that, and as you travelled down his face, he was crying, you looked at him shocked.

“Y/n, you don’t need to love me, that’s not what I want, I’m just so happy, that your still alive, please don’t tell me to think that your dead again, I can’t, I won’t, Not this time, I won’t last, I just really missed you, the amount of nights I’d cry into anything that indicated that you were once next to me, I just, can’t we go back to what we were before, how you’d Just cradle me and how you’d whisper random things anything, any random thing, that would make me smile”

There were now tears in your eyes, remembering the times that he made you so truly happy, the times he’d smile, you thought to yourself

‘why are we like this? What made us part so much?’ You stepped closer to him, you hugged him, and whispered

“I’m sorry”.

Even now, many months later, he still had nightmares, of you not being there, he would wake up, panting, crying, screaming sometimes, and if you weren’t next to him in bed, it was so bad, he would search the house frantically for you,

“Jesus, jimin you scared me” you turned around worried.

“What’s wrong, did you have that nightmare again?”

“Please tell me your here, tell me your still here, tell me your not just my imagination” You removed the hair that was sticking onto his forehead, you caressed his cheeks, and moved your thumb side to side to clear his cheeks of tears.

“I’m still here, and I’m not your imagination” He would pull you into a hug or more like a protective stance to reassure him that your actually there.

“Don’t leave me, I was so lonely, I didn’t have anyone to comfort me like you do, please I’ll be better, I won’t ever let you feel lonely, ever again”

“Hmm”

you sighed into his neck, you took his hands and led him back to bed, so he could peacefully sleep in the embrace, when his breathing become slow and steady you whispered.

“I love you, have sweet dreams my prince”

So this is a first, leaving the ending speech to the reader, I personally really like this one and Hoseok’s one, hope you enjoyed it just as much as I did And request away~~~ Byeeee.

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