#yeah my country is back into lockdown and now with curfew as well

[loneveenas]

ahhh that made me miss writing so much. i have like 10 drafts im working on but they’re getting me nowhere... hopefully i can post something soon!!

[countless-dreamsss]

Quarantined with Him.

Summary: With COVID-19 hitting all parts of the country, Team Flash has decided that it’s safest that they stick together, and live 

Warnings: Slight profanity.

Primary pairs: WestAllen, Harrisco, Jecile

Canon/Head: Headcanon

Insight: So initially this was meant to be a fanfic written by a prompt that @catvampcrazines really wanted to see, which was Harrisco being sleep deprived and goofy AF. Tumblr, being the shitshow that it is won't even let me post the entire first part that I have now, so this is going to have a lot more parts than I intended it to. I do apologize for taking so long with writing this, but when covid-19 hit, it gave me the perfect timing and the perfect excuse to get all of Team Flash together to experience Harrisco's weirdness. Anyways, enjoy!

     The members of Team Flash were dispersed throughout the Cortex at S.T.A.R Labs when Joe had entered the room. Iris and Cisco sat at the monitors while Harry hovered behind them, clicking on his pen anxiously as they watched Barry run through the streets of Central City. Caitlin sat at the desk just outside of the medical bay, going over some new material put put by a few of her friends from medical school.      “Turn on the news,” Joe said, worry written all over his face. Everyone turned their attention towards the new presence, puzzled at his expression.       “Dad, is something wrong?” Iris asked, turning her chair in his direction.      “You guys haven’t heard?” Joe asked, his eyes looked to each person. “Central City is closing off all borders because of this whole virus thing.”      “Again with this virus?” Harry groaned. He had been back on Earth-1 since December, when the first case was made public. Every time he heard the name of the virus it always seemed like bad news.     “Got it,” Cisco called out. He hit a button on his keyboard, and just like that live-footage from Central City News was projected onto the main monitor.     “Fast breaking developments in the Coronavirus emergency in the U.S. and around the world. The number of cases soaring just today. More than 700 thousand nation-wide. To decrease the risk of infection, Mayor Van Buren has just announced that Central City is now officially under lockdown. Starting today, no one is allowed to leave or enter the city…”     “Well, it seems like your Earth is no longer safe to stay on,” Harry crossed his arms against his chest. “I guess I should be heading home soon.”     Cisco immediately looked up to Harry. “Do you have to make comments like that?” Though his tone was rather crabby, his eyes screamed ‘don’t leave me’.     Harry’s icy orbs met Cisco’s gaze. The older male clicked his tongue, knowing he had struck worry into the other. “Oh, come on now,” he placed a hand on the meta’s shoulder, his thumb gently tracing the seam of Cisco's sleeve.      "You always do this," Cisco moved his shoulder away from Harry's hand.     "I—"     “Has Earth-2 seen anything like this?” Caitlin intervened in the small quarrel between the couple.      Harry shook his head, “No, and again, my Earth is very much ahead of yours. I’m sure if anything like this was to even appear on my Earth, it would’ve been taken care of like,” he snapped his fingers, purposely right next to Cisco’s ear just to have his eyes on him again.      “Either way,” Joe started, “This isn’t looking good at all. Are you guys sure it’s safe to have Barry still running out there?” he asked.     “I could always make him a respirator to go with his suit,” Cisco said.     “...along with temporarily closing down non-essential businesses, Mayor Buren has also announced a curfew at 9’oclock p.m. for all citizens of Central City. Yes, Flash, this includes you.”     “Problem solved,” Iris looked back to Joe.      “Criminals  don’t care about curfews,” Joe replied. “I’m just trying to make sure you guys stay safe,” he looked to everyone in the room. “Last thing we need is any one of us getting this thing.”      “We’ll be fine, Dad,” Iris grabbed Joe’s hand, squeezing it gently as if she could transfer all of his negative feelings to her. “I’ll talk to Barry once he comes back, and then we can all decide what happens then.”     “If worst comes to worst, we just all stay here.” Caitlin pointed out. “We’re here everyday as it is.”     “Yeah,” Iris agreed. “I can always do my work in the lounge  while Team Flash is doing its thing.”     “That could actually work,” Cisco said, gliding his tongue over his lips after taking a sip of his coffee. “We still have a few empty rooms that we could just set up some beds in,”     “I’m the one that actually lives here, do I get a say in this?” Harry asked.     “No.” Everyone responded.     Harry rolled his eyes at their response. “Fine, but don’t go touching my rum,” he looked to Caitlin.     “What? I never—” “Not you, I’m talking about Frost. Last time I was here, she drank all my whiskey without telling me,” he said.     “Was it the honey flavored one?” Cisco asked.     “Yes,” Harry hissed.      “Ooh,” Cisco sucked his teeth. “Bad call, Frosty,” he said to Caitlin.     “Guys—” Barry interrupted through the comms, “are you guys really discussing staying at S.T.A.R. Labs right after Iris said you guys would wait for me to come back?”     “Decision has been made, Barry. Suck it up,” Cisco called out.     “Since when?” Harry said, looking down at the younger male.     “Just now. I did it,” Cisco affirmed “What? You have something to say?” Cisco asked, ready to retaliate any nonsense that could possibly come out of Harry's mouth.      “Whatever the hell y’all do, just let me know, okay?” Joe said.“I’m gonna go make some calls, see if I can get a hold of Cecile. See you later, baby,” Joe leaned down, giving Iris a kiss on the cheek. “Stay safe,” he said to the rest, giving Harry a pat on the shoulder before exiting.      Taking it upon himself to decide that Team Flash would be staying at S.T.A.R Labs, Cisco and Iris had also taken the time and thought of how things would run during the entire situation. He pulled over the drawing board and assigned everyone a certain task to do during the days of the week.      “...and because we can’t live off of just coffee and candy, this coming Saturday, Barry and I will go out for a grocery run,” he said looking at all of them.      “Sounds like a plan,” Barry nodded before leaning his head down and resting his chin on his wife’s shoulder.     “What about me?” Harry asked, his arms held snug against his torso. “I’m not assigned anything.”     “You can’t even leave the building, Harry. What makes you think I’d put you up here?” Cisco asked, playing with the marker cap.      “Well, I live here,” Harry shrugged. “Something is better than nothing.”     “Fine, fine,” Cisco turned back to the board and wrote ‘mi cama.’     Harry’s cheeks burned with a shade of red once reading his task. “Stupid,” he muttered under his breath, looking to the ground to hide his smirk.      “Oh God, Cisco,” Iris laughed when she read the addition. “Take that down.” “Fine, but I give you props for being the only one to read it,” he chuckled, erasing what he had just written down and changing Harry’s duty to ‘trash.’ “There, you’re on trash duty.”      Barry laughed, “Doodie.”     “You gave me trash?” Harry asked, approaching the board. “You’re really giving me trash?”     “Are you 12?” Cisco asked Barry, rolling his eyes before he turned to Harry. “You said give to you something, so I gave you something that you can actually do. You’re doing trash.”     “You’re trash.” Harry spat, looking down at him.     “No, you’re trash.” Cisco tapped the tip of the marker against Harry’s chest with each word spoken.     “You wish I was trash,” Harry snatched the marker from Cisco’s hand.     “Har—”     “Anyways,” Caitlin interrupted, “How about we go get something cooked up right now?”     “Yes please,” Barry said, “I’m starving,” he grabbed Iris’ hand then started to pull her towards the exit.      “What should we make?” Cisco asked.     “You guys decide,” Iris said, “Barry and I are gonna go set up our room.”     “Liars,” Harry called out as they walked out.     “I could really go for some of your lasagna right now, Cisco,” Caitlin said.     “You’ve made her lasagna?” Harry asked. “After all the times I’ve asked you to co—”     “Settle down, long legs” Cisco patted Harry's chest. “You guys want to help me make it?” he asked.      Caitlin shook her head as she too walked towards the exit, “I’m going to work on my room as well,” she told them, “make it a little more snug,” then disappeared into the hallway.     “What about you?” Cisco looked at Harry.     “Do you want me to?” Harry asked.      Cisco gestured for the other to tag along. “Come on,”

    Surprisingly, Harry had completed everything requested of him without any opposition. When given the chance, he would use that time to get Cisco’s attention and ask him if he was doing whatever he was told to correctly, correctly meaning Cisco’s definition of correctly.      The elder grabbed a half cut onion to mince when his sight became fixated on Cisco. Harry’s thumb and forefinger wrapped around the blade while he made parallel cuts through the vegetable, moving the knife downward and backward motion as his free hand held the onion in place. Spell-bound by a simple glance at the younger, who had no idea he was being watched, Harry had forgotten to return his attention back to the task in front of him. The meta took hold of his soft curls and waves, tying them back into a relatively messy bun. Once his hair was tied back, Harry saw Cisco advance towards him.     “Woah,” Cisco grabbed Harry’s wrist in haste, his grip significantly strong. “What are you doing?” Fear filled his eyes as they gazed at Harry’s hand, the blade had just barely broken through his skin.      “I—” Harry was brought back to reality. How was Harry supposed to tell Cisco that his attention was on him the entire time? “I know what I’m doing,” Harry lied with a scoff.     “Do you?” Cisco snatched the knife out of his hands. “You could’ve hurt yourself,” he placed the knife down, and seized the hand that was almost assaulted, examining the now very light cut on Harry’s knuckles. A rather satisfying sensation overcame Harry when feeling Cisco’s soft, warm touch.     “I’m fine, Cisco,” Harry responded. He tore his hand from Cisco’s hold. “I’m fine.”      “Are you?” his eyes studied Harry’s face, searching for signs to disprove Harry’s statement before quickly gazing around to make sure they were alone.     “Yes,” he nodded, holding Cisco’s hand to his chest. “I’m fine. Promise.” Harry assured him.      Still worried, Cisco quickly decided to swap tasks. “I’ll finish up here,” he grabbed the knife, “can you work on the ricotta cheese mix?”      “Cisco, I said I’m fine.”     “And I said that I’ll finish up here.”     “Fine,” he exhaled an agitated sigh. He knew that even if he protested against Cisco, he would simply end up doing what was asked of him anyways.      

 Once the food was prepared, Caitlin and Iris had set up the coffee table as Barry and Cisco made the drinks. Harry, now being treated as safety priority number one by his beloved partner, sat impatiently upon the round couch while being accompanied by Joe, Cecile, and Baby Jenna, who was sitting in the S.T.A.R Labs baby-chair made by Cisco.      Cisco finally pulled out the steaming dish of saucy red noodles out of the oven. A warm heat kissing his cheek while the heavenly fragrance of juicy seasoned tomatoes combined with spicy ground meat fill the air.     “That smells fantastic,” Barry eyed the dish. He could feel his mouth begin to water.     “I’m telling you, man, no one knows how to make lasagna better than yours truly,” Cisco smiled.     “You guys were going to start without me?” A male voice called out. Ralph had been absent at S.T.A.R Labs throughout the entire day, but he wasn’t going to miss his first Team Flash sleepover.      “Of course not,” Caitlin smiled, holding up his plate. Ralph gave her a smile, throwing his jacket over his shoulder as he made his way through the room.     “Oh my God, the baby,” Ralph cooed as he approached Jenna.      “Ah—” Cecile picked up her daughter before Ralph could touch her.     “What?” Ralph’s smile turned into a pout as he looked between the parents. “I just wanted to—”     “Did you not just come from outside?” Joe asked.     “I mean— I j-just,” Ralph stammered, hearing Joe’s fatherly voice coming out.     “Ah, wash your hands first.” Cecile said.      Ralph gave a disappointing sigh, “I’m not infected.”      “Yes, but she’s still very young,” Caitlin commented. “There’s nothing wrong about staying cautious,” she said. Ralph pouted as he held his hands up then stretched them over to the sink. He washed halfway up his arms thoroughly, scrubbing his skin down with soap for a good 20 seconds. He dried his arms then returned his arms to their normal length.      “May I?” Ralph’s arms eager to hold Jenna.      Cecile nodded, “You may.”  “Finally,” he smiled, taking hold of  the giggling child from its mother’s arms.

    Sighs and moans of pleasure filled the air as each person took a bite from their plates. Cisco’s lips were pulled to a grin, satisfied with the feedback, but Harry was the only one who hadn’t tried it yet. The couple briefly exchanged looks. Harry knew what Cisco was waiting for. He wanted Harry to try it. Harry gave a sly grin as he nudged Cisco gently with his elbow then dove his fork into the layers of delicate pasta. He quickly raised his fork into his mouth, fireworks exploded in his mouth while eating the moist layers. The spices of the sauce complimented the meat perfectly, providing a savory taste rather than a fiery one, and the warmth of the cheese over his tongue just added to the experience. Harry smiled as he took another bite, giving Cisco the answer he was looking for.      “This,” Joe pointed to his plate, “is really freaking good. My compliments to the chef.” He winked at Cisco, whose body was filling up with content and joy. He was glad he was able to provide something other than just suits and tech.     “It wasn’t just me,” Cisco’s eyes scanned everyone. “Harry helped too.     “I did,” The older male nodded, “but it was your recipe, making you responsible for this.”     “I told y’all,” Cisco chuckled. “No one makes lasagna better than Papi Ramon.”      Laughter filled the room.     “Papi?” Harry chuckled, wiping his mouth with a napkin.     “Just let me have it, okay? Just this once.” Cisco requested.      “Anyways,” Cecile spoke, “so when was somebody going to tell me about you two?” She pointed her fork back and forth between Cisco and Harry, which led to their ears and cheeks burning to a shade of red and Harry slightly choking on his food. “How’d it start?”     “Uhm—” Cisco handed Harry his drink and patted his back.     “If you don’t tell them, I will,” Iris said, taking a sip of her wine.      “It’s cute,” Caitlin said softly.     “It is,” Ralph nodded before feeding Baby Jenna a spoonful of lightly salted carrots.      “Dish it!” Cecile incited.      Harry placed his plate down. He kept his eyes down at his hands, trying to avoid Cecile’s gaze. “I mean I don’t really think there’s much to—”     “Uh-uh-uh,” Cecile shook her head. “I want to know. I want to know everything up until the first kiss,” she demanded. The red shade on Harry’s cheeks grew darker. Hearing this, everyone leaned forward so they wouldn’t miss a second of it.     “Well,” Cisco twirled his fork into his lasagna.     “There’s not much to tell,” Harry cleared his throat.      “It was a little after saving Jesse that we started talking,” Cisco looked at Harry, who was nodding along as he spoke.       “After Jesse and I had left the first time, Ramon and I kept in touch,” Harry took a sip of his drink. “Just to get him to come over, sometimes I would ask him to help me with some experiments.”     “So who asked who?” Joe asked, wiping his lips with a napkin.     “Neither of us,” Harry responded, leaning closer towards Cisco.      “No?” Cecile questioned.     “No,” Harry confirmed.     “It was just one of those things where we just knew,” Cisco lightly shrugged with a soft smile.      “And the kiss?” Cecile asked. The two males glanced down at the white tiles beneath their feet. Harry shook his head. “You tell it,” Cisco said.     “Why me?” Harry questioned.  “You have total recall,” Cisco gave Harry a mocking grin.      “Fuck me,” Harry whispered under his breath before being flicked in the head by Cisco. “What the—”     “Baby,” Cisco pointed to Jenna with his fork. “Watch your language.”      Harry gave the parents an apologetic look then proceeded with what he was going to say. “I’ll tell it,” he cleared his throat. “We were over in Cisco’s workshop. The both of us had stayed really late working on the earmuffs for Jesse and I. Cisco had gone out to go get us some ice cream. I had the butter pecan,” he looked over to Cisco, “and you had some sort of brownie sundae, right?”     Cisco nodded. “It was a brownie fudge sundae with coffee ice cream,”     “The one that comes with the dinosaur shaped brownie?” Barry asked.     “Are you judging my dino brownie?” Cisco asked.     “Damn,” Iris pouted. “Now I want brownies.”     Everyone laughed before Harry continued his anecdote.      “Anyways,” the scientist ran his tongue over his lips, “so Ramon was sitting across from me and I had noticed that there was chocolate fudge on his lip. I told him, and yeah…” Harry trailed off.      “Uh-uh” Iris shook her head. “That’s not a first kiss story.”     “What?” Harry scoffed. “I just—” “You have to describe what happens from Point A to Point B,” Ralph spoke. “Point B being the kiss.” “Fine.” Harry groaned, his face was red as Barry’s suit now.      “Go back to the part with the fudge,” Barry teased.      Harry’s teeth gently took hold of his bottom lip as he tried to find the right words. “Okay, so the fudge,” he chuckled. “I had grabbed a napkin, and held it out for him, but his attention was completely elsewhere,” he turned to Cisco, “I don’t know what the heck you were doing, but I was waving it and everything, and he just never looked up, so I leaned forward and used my thumb to wipe it off. Being, y’know so close,” he used his hand to gesture how close he was to Cisco’s face, “I saw the chance and I took it,” Harry clapped his hands in accomplishment of telling the story without running away. He sipped his drink once more before returning his unfinished plate into his hands.     All the women awed at the stories.     “Now that’s a cute first kiss story,” Cecile smiled before finishing her meal.     “I think that’s the cutest first kiss story here,” Caitlin said looking around, Iris nodded in agreement.     “What?” Barry asked. “You don’t think our first kiss-”     “Barry, you erased that timeline.” Cisco butted in.      The speedster wanted to keep his mouth shut, but still managed to say “I still think ours was the cutest,” he muttered.     “If you say so,” Iris said, patting Barry’s shoulder.

    For the first time in years, S.T.A.R Labs had a peaceful night. There weren’t any metas to chase tonight, no one randomly breaking into S.T.A.R. Labs. It was just chatter and joy. Joe and Cecile had decided to retire for the day, taking Baby Jenna along with them, leaving Harry as the designated meta-babysitter. He leaned back against the couch, his arm placed upon the backrest, which left a cavity to his torso which was soon filled by Cisco's body. He invited the pressure and warmth the younger's body provided. Harry looked at Cisco’s cards then back to the deck when Barry put down his card.     "Uno dare #5" Cisco read aloud then leaned forward to read the dare card, “flip the table...”     “Finally,” a wide grin plastered itself along the speedster’s face. He quickly grabbed the edge of the table and flipped it over.     “Good job, Allen,” Harry said looking at the mess. “Now clean it up,” Barry rolled his eyes, but did as told. His golden lightning zoomed around until everything was put back into place.     “I think I’m gonna hit the hay,” Barry stretched.     “Same,” Iris stood up and made her way over to Barry.      "Yeah, I think I'm gonna go too." Caitlin added.     "What? You're all just gonna leave?" Cisco asked.     The three exchanged looks before nodding. "Yeah," they said in unison.     "Add me to that too," Ralph took off his jacket.     "Ope, there's another one." Harry commented before sitting up straight.     "Y'all are no fun." Cisco pouted.     "We'll play tomorrow," Barry said, wrapping his arm around Iris. Cisco held his pout as he watched them exit. Harry tapped the meta's shoulder.      "You coming to bed?" he asked, lifting himself up from the couch.      "I'll be there in a bit," Cisco responded. "I have something I want to work on," he said.      "Oh?" Harry raised a brow. "Mind if I join?"     "I don't mind at all," Cisco smiled. 

[purplesurveys]

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Another quarantine survey for y’alls.

How are you coping? I enjoyed the lockdown in its first few weeks because back then it really felt like a nice break from how hectic January and February were. By now it just feels like it has overstayed its welcome and my anxiety is back to growing by the day, except this time it’s worse because I can’t actually go anywhere or do anything to get rid of it temporarily. Tl;dr I’m doing less and less well. How have things changed for you? School, mostly. The situation in the Philippines isn’t conducive to online learning, so we’ve had to cancel schooling altogether because it was the most humane option to make sure no student gets left behind. Some schools opted to mass-promote (read: pass) all their students, while the schools that selfishly chose to continue holding online classes face online backlash everyday. 

On that note, my graduation ceremony is indefinitely postponed and Andrew and I have had to give up a lot of the usual procedures for thesis, like doing fieldwork or having a required number of respondents for our questionnaire. What are three positives to being Isolated or in Quarantine? I get to stay with Kimi all day, my dad cooks amazing food for us daily, and I have so much free time on my hands which I use to watch videos or movies. What are three negatives? I haven’t seen my friends in months, being ordered to stay at home still feels different than voluntarily staying at home, and I have so much free time on my hands which leaves me to overthink and be paranoid.

Have you taken on a new hobby? Not really. I wanted to get into cooking/baking, but my dad always wants to be in control of his kitchen so I’ve barely had any chance to help out. Have you kicked any bad habits? Drinking coffee everyday. I stopped when I noticed I was getting a headache every night, which was my original schedule for making a cup. Have you watched a lot more television or movies? I’ve watched more YouTube but I generally find it hard to start on new shows or movies so no, not really. I’ve always preferred rewatching my favorites. I did revisit Descendants of the Sun starting the other night though; I hadn’t gone back to it since December but I’m glad I did now because it’s such a good show(!!!!!) Have you been separated from someone you love? Tons of people that I love, from orgmates to close friends to best friends to my girlfriend. Discovered any new bands? Nah, I’ve stuck to my faves. With Hayley hyping up her first album for the last five months and finally releasing it a week ago, my eyes and ears were only on her lol Have you shopped more online? Nope, no money these days ha. Have you cooked more? I’ve tried helping my dad more like I mentioned but ugh, he’s so possessive in the kitchen. Have you baked more? Same thing. Have you learned to knit or sew? Nope. Did you end up in Isolation or Quarantine? Just quarantine. I never showed any symptoms and neither did my family, so we’ve all bee in quarantine from the very beginning. Did the stores all close? Save for groceries, they were all closed in the first few days/weeks. But through April, more and more businesses (mostly restaurants) started to come back and offer delivery or pickup services. 

In the Philippines where the government has been hugely incompetent, they lifted the lockdown for nearly the entire country yesterday despite the number of cases not showing any signs of slowing down and DESPITE NO MASS TESTING BEING PUT IN PLACE SINCE MARCH. That means this whole quarantine has been fucking useless. And now that people have been crowding highways and malls again, a second wave is just waiting around the corner.

What kind of restrictions did your government put into place? It’s different per province but in my case, we had a ban on liquors, mass gatherings, and non-essential travel; an 8 PM-5 AM curfew; and checkpoints everywhere. For a brief time, homeowners in our village couldn’t even jog outside but I think they’ve loosened up on that rule now. Has this affected any travel, events or plans for you? Hasn’t it, for all of us? An year-end college party that my orgmates and I usually go to was obviously cancelled; I still don’t know what’s happening to our graduation; and plans to volunteer for an animal welfare NGO have been cut off. I was also supposed to go to Thailand and Vietnam this year, but I’ve had to forget about those plans. What is the first thing you will do when you get the chance? Drive up to Gabie, for sure. With all the crazy in the world, we forget how much we take for granted. Is there anything you feel you had taken for granted? Time with my loved ones. I’ve definitely thought about the times I declined on Angela’s offers to go out, or flaked on my blockmates, or opted to skip out on dinner with my orgmates so I could go home. Let's finish off with some nicer things! What is your favourite thing about life? I dunno if I’ve found a favorite thing about it yet. I find it pretty unfair for the most part. What is your favourite thing about nature? How peaceful it can be. Nature has always served me well when I’m in distress, and I will never forget the time I was in Sagada, and I had just gotten out of a breakup and was still reeling over my lolo’s death, and when I reached the top of a hill, I allowed myself to cry while in front of this view.

Favourite place in the world? Sagada, Baguio, and Palawan. Favourite animal? Dogs, if you don’t know me well enough already. Favourite Colour? I personally like pastel pink, and ~aesthetically~ I like black or white. Favourite Foods? My favorite food ever is burgers, but I also like sushi, chicken wings, and steak. Favourite Holiday destination? We don’t have an established destination. My family likes going to new places every time we have the chance to travel. Have you been on a cruise ship? Yes. Have you flown to a travel destination? Sure, several. Have you ever been on a bus or train to a holiday destination? I don’t remember anymore but we probably were. Ever been on a helicopter? I have not. Ever been in a submarine? Smaller chance of that happening cause there’s little opportunity for it, but it sounds like an awesome experience. Thoughts on Theme Parks? I will go there for the theme park food, but I’m fine with not going on any rides. Thoughts on Carnivals? Like a fair? They’re great fun, and I prefer them more than theme parks because they’re more lowkey. I also just go for the food hahahaha I don’t go on rides. Thoughts on Island Life? I’m technically living one because I live in a giant group of islands... but I wouldn’t want to live my whole life in just an island per se. I like being in the city, and I like living in a noisy environment where everyone and everything is busy. Ever taken a ferry to a destination? Eh, not really. We’ve taken smaller boats to get to certain island provinces, but not a ferry. What is the best thing about travelling? Learning new things, seeing new sights, meeting new people, getting to know new cultures.

Who would you like to travel with next time you go on a trip? I’d love to travel with Gabie. I’ve never done it with her before. Randoms.. Favourite television series on Stan? I’ve never heard of that. Favourite television series on Netflix? I don’t watch any shows produced by Netflix. My current favorite show to watch there is Descendants of the Sun, but my other favorites are there too, like Friends, Breaking Bad, and Brooklyn Nine-Nine. What movie are you keen to see? Right now, none of the upcoming ones, or at least the upcoming ones that were meant to be released by the summer. None of them seem appealing to me. Do you study or work or both? I study, but I’m so fucking close to the finish line. If you could have any career, what would it be? I’d love to be in PR. I’d still be in media which is my strong suit, but none of the journalism bullshit I’ve grown sick of in the last four years. Do you play Animal Crossing on Nintendo Switch? No, I’ve never really been a fan of the series so I’ve never felt the need to get the game. I’m happy with Mario Kart 8 haha. What gaming console do you like best? Either the Wii or PS2 as I had a lot of memories with them. Speaking of gaming, name your top 5 games? Pass. Have you ever been to a convention like Comic Con? Nope. Life gets tough, how do you cope? I take a nap, I go to a café somewhere for a few hours to be alone, I take a survey, or I drown myself in work to keep me preoccupied. Do you like housework? If I’m not forced to do it. Are you afraid of the dark? If the dark was meant to be scary, like if I was in a haunted house or if I’m in the woods in the middle of nowhere at midnight. Otherwise it doesn’t bother me. Do you have pets? Yeah, I have the best dog.

[kpopnatalie]

The Last Of Us |BTSxREADER|

Chapter 1: The Infection

Y/N’s POV

Ever since I was a little girl I was always scared of zombies or the thought of an apocalypse happening. I was always told that it would never happen, but I guess they were wrong.

3 years ago a virus broke out, it was said that it may have started at a mental health institute or a hospital. Either way the government had special scientists test on the people for who knows what, but by the looks of it something went terribly wrong and that is where the virus started. So here I am stuck in Boston, but hey don't get me wrong I love Boston it's a beautiful place...well it was until the infection started and everything pretty much got destroyed.

I am from Utah, USA and this was my first time truly leaving the state. I was 14 when I got here and then the terrible outbreak happened. After 3 years I am still here. Alone. My family died and all I could do was run and cry, cry and cry. I wondered, "How am I still alive." Because if I am honest I am not one of those smart, intelligent, or strong people you see in those zombie films that survive. So how am I here? I guess God just didn't want to take me just yet.

But now I am smarter and braver than ever, my name is Y/N L/N and I am 17 years old. I am surviving for my family, but not living. How can I when those Clickers are everywhere? You see, after the outbreak of this 'virus' the government took total control of the country. They said it was the only way to protect its citizens. But I am calling B.S. on that one because they use so much force against us. We also have a curfew which is 7 pm to 7 am. And if we are caught outside they send us to jail. Our currency now is ration cards, that is how we trade among ourselves. The military also keeps a close eye on us.

I have some 'friends' or should I say people who owe me favors. You see here, we must be heartless and cold to survive and taking favors of others is great, other than I actually have to do something. I have bought food, given ration cards away, fought side-by-side, and somethings that are just not worth mentioning. And now those people owe me. Now that is how I live.

This town is like a wasteland, it is rundown and looks old. Man, I feel so bored here...wait I know I should visit one of the few friends I truly have, Jungkook, he is actually Korean and was in a famous boy band, but I will let him tell it. Also, he doesn't know that I actually know he was a celebrity. He likes a private life now. He is also the one who saved me 3 years ago. I owe him one.

I was going to leave when I hear my door open. "Hey Y/N, what are you doing?" Yes, I taught him how to speak English better.

"I was just going to go and visit you. I was bored and didn't have anything better to do." I say while smiling.

"Well I sold some of our drugs and we made all of this." There he holds a stack of ration cards. Wow, he really sold a lot. Before you start calling us drug dealers we actually sell medical drugs for sicknesses. It is hard to find these and sometimes we have to steal from the military.

"Wow, that really is a lot of ration cards. I am actually surprised that you were able to pull it off." I say with a smirk on my face.

"Wha-what? You question my amazing abilities? I am truly offended right now." He says with a pout. I start laughing.

"Well, I think we should go find Richard because he has something of mine and I want it back," I tell Jungkook in a serious tone.

"You mean ours?" Jungkook says with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah yeah, let's just go," I say while walking out the door.

"So he is in the 4th- " Jungkook begins.

"Fifth." I correct him.

"Oh yeah, the fifth district." He says chuckling.

As we walk to the border you can see graphite and tags all over the walls. 'Butterfly will never surrender' or 'We will Never Ever Give Up -BUTTERFLY' Butterfly is a rebellion against the government.

We make our way to the border and it is blocked by a high barbed wire fence and a military guard on both sides. "I got this," I say to Jungkook. He just nods his head.

"What is your business here Miss?" The guard questions me.

"I just came to visit a friend of mine that's on this side," I tell him innocently. I hand my ID booklet to him and he checks it.

"Okay, you may go." As the door was opening an explosion goes off on the other side. "Lockdown NOW!" Says one of the guards and the door start to close. I and Jungkook back up and hurry inside.

"Where to now?" Jungkook asks me. I remember that a man named Steve knows a secret passageway underground and he coincidentally owes me something.

"You see that old looking building right there?" I point to it which is on the corner of the street.

"Yeah I see it, but what about it?" Jungkook asks. Man, has he never heard of Secret Steve?

"That is where we are going, there is a secret passageway over there." He looks surprised and then he dashes for it. Wow, so he is just going to leave me here? I sigh and run after him. "Wait up Jungkook!"

I make it in the building and I quickly hit him. "So you would just leave me just like that?" I ask him in an angry tone.

"Haha, it's not my fault you are slow and short." With that, I just leave him.

I make my way down the hallway and turn left. There I see a living room with Steve just casually sitting down. "Hey Steve, so where is that secret passageway that you are so well known for?" I say while walking around the room touching things with a disinterested face.

"Ha, like I would tell you about it." So he wants to play it like that. Okay, fine two can play at this little game of his.

"That is funny of you to say when I was the one who single handily saved your daughter. If I had not stolen that medicine from the military base she would have been long gone. It would be a shame if the military found out who stole their precious medicine from them, you know, and it was a 100 percent not me right? Because you put me up to it so God forbids they find you and execute you as punishment. You agree with me right?" I put a cold expression on my face. I truly wasn't afraid of telling the guards that he stole it from them. This world made me cold. Only Jungkook truly brings joy to me. I wonder where the rest of Bangtan is, he won't talk about it.

"You wouldn't dare, would you?" He says loudly at first while standing but then gets quieter after he says the last part. It was as if he realizes that I would.

"Do you want to test it out and actually see? I am not afraid." I walk closer to him and smirk.

"It is behind the bookcase." I smile and nod to him.

"Don't worry sir, she won't hurt your daughter," Jungkook says, reassuring the man, "but about you, well I am not too sure about that," Jungkook says with a smile. The man looks petrified. "Have a good day sir." Steve sits down and stays quiet.

"Hey, Jungkook can you help me with this bookcase. It is heavy." I tell Jungkook while I was having troubles pushing it. He chuckles and nods his head.

"Where would you be if I wasn't here?" He says while pushing the bookcase to the side. I look at the hole and jumped in.

"Dead," I say and I land safely. I hear a thump and turn around. Jungkook smiles at me.

"Let us look for supplies that we may need," Jungkook says as he leads the way. I just follow behind. I better get back what Richard took from me. He knows that those are not his to take or better yet sell. I swear if he sold it I will kill him myself.

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My Failed Attempt at Activism

I am not an activist and have never done a march for anything in my life. However, the steady stream of disheartening and troubling news that I received about Kashmir made me think that I need to at least stand up for the people who are being oppressed by the Indian state.

But, before I go on, let me tell you something about Kashmir.

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Stage: As you may know, on 5th August 2019, Indian government, by the Hindu Nationalist Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) removed the semi-autonomous status of the contested state of Jammu and Kashmir (J&K) and reduced it to one of two Union Territories; to be directly administered by the Indian Union (that is the government at the centre--federal level).

J&K is a majority Muslim state and at the time of Indian independence had agreed to join the Indian Union only on the condition that it’d be a semi-autonomous state with only foreign affairs, defense and communications managed by India. 

Accordingly: 

The Constitution of India or any federal laws applicable to India will not be applicable to J&K unless they were approved by J&K legislative assembly.

A non-resident cannot own property there thus preventing an attempt at demographic change by non-Kashmiris.

Another condition was that India would hold a plebiscite there so that the residents can vote on whether they want to join India or not. That plebiscite never happened.

Despite this, the government at the centre had been trying to dilute the semi-autonomous status and since the late 1980s and 90′s there has been a steady armed insurgency (intifada and more) against Indian state in Kashmir. This has led to atrocities against Kashmiri Pandits (Hindus, who are a minority in Kashmir), which lead to their exodus from the valley in 1989-91. 

And, after that came a retaliation by the Indian armed forces that led to many Kashmiri men going missing in the 1990′s.  

Lately, an increasing amount of Kashmiri youth have taken to stone pelting at the forces, and even a terrorist attack that killed 40 of Indian armed forces (CRPF) in February.

International observers, Kashmiris and UN Human Rights Council has maintained that army has been violating human rights in Kashmir through torture, threats of rape, and violence.  Mostly, non-biased news reports support this fact.

Following the abrogration of the article 370, the Kashmir Valley, a majority of whose people is against the action, has been under continuous lockdown with there being no internet, telephone or mobile service and limited amount of mobility. In periods when some of the curbs were lifted, people still refused to come out to protest the action.

Since August 2019 (and before as well), army and police has been raiding people’s homes, detaining boys as young as 12 year olds, and beating up and torturing citizens. There has also -been rape threats against the women.

For more: https://apnews.com/52b06a124a5a4469984793d3c208733d

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Back to me: The trigger for my attempt was an article by Indian Journalist Rana Ayyub on Washington Post.

I spent the first night after reading it wondering if there is a protest for Kashmiris in my city (or outside Kashmir anywhere) that I could show up for. However, I had not heard of one. There may be one by the way, but there have been no news reports of it.

The second night, I decided that I should at least show that I stand with Kashmiris. I cannot organise a protest because I am an introvert and people organising is not my skill. And, it won’t happen overnight. I have no contacts and the number of twitter followers I have is a joke. But, I can hang a few placards outside my home so that the passersby can see it and question their stance.

The first thought that ran through my mind after deciding this was whether an FIR will be registered against me and if I would go to jail for it. 

It would seem like a silly fear, really. Why would the Indian state be concerned about a total non-entity protesting, that too just outside their own home?

On the other hand, this is the country where people get arrested for whatsapp forwards and tweets. Who knew what might happen?

And, of course the majority of people in my colony were BJP supporters, what would they do about it?

Even if I am not jailed immediately, registering an FIR would mean that I may not be able to go for a long-planned trip outside the country.

Ugh! So many worries, and I haven’t even started by nano-level of activism yet.

Well, despite the worries and concerns, today, I went out and printed a few statements and got them laminated:

1.

I stand with Kashmiris (I thought it was important to draw a distinction between the land and the people; Indian government seems to be after the land. I stand with the people).

It is not democracy to abrogate Kashmiris’ right to self-determination.

2. 

You cannot win hearts by oppression. (You really cannot; not in the long term).

You don’t oppress your people. You stand by them. PS: All humanity is your people.

3.

 You cannot use a stick to liberate.

Reactionary Forces co-opt progressive values to justify aggression and oppression. Think of colonialism.

(The official line on Kashmir has been that this would bring LGBT rights, lower caste rights and women’s rights to the valley along with economic development. This is from the administration that abstains from a UN resolution ending discrimination against LGBT UN employees; the administration that allows Lower Caste to be ill treated everywhere else provided they are not in Muslim majority Kashmir; and from the party whose MPs promised during election to bring women to men if they just ask for it, whose MPs have been accused of sexual harassment and who supported people accused of raping and killing a child. The admin didn’t contest SC’s striking down of gay sex criminalisation last year and they use that to show themselves as progressive.) 

4. 

Detention and jails, beating and curfews do not make you safe.

It only increases the number of people who hate you and want to hurt you.

5.

 Use Kindness and non-violence, debate and activism for change.

Pretty reasonable, no? Nothing that induces violence in my opinion. Or any seditious content.

My parents refused to allow me to hang it outside our home in plain view of the residents and passersby.

Oh, I didn’t mention did I? Due to many reasons, one of the main ones being that I work in the same city as my parents’ place of stay, I live with my parents. I have been reconsidering that choice, and now, have incentive to move out.

My father wanted to know if I wanted to ruin life in the colony for them? If I wanted to make life difficult for my parents?

And my mother told me that, I quote: What if you are jailed? You are a nobody. Nobody will come in support of you. Your entire life will be ruined. This is a matter of politics and you don’t know anything about politics. People like Sashi Tharoor (Indian opposition MP), can write books, and he may be safe. These days, not even politicians are safe. If you do this, not even close friends will stand by you or help you.

Great to know they don’t even trust our family and friends, many of whom are Modi supporters, to support me in case of such an event. Just to be clear, neither do I (well, most of them anyways).

Again father: Do you know if someone clicks a picture, shares, and then police registers an FIR against you, we can’t even travel next week. Have you thought of that? (I had).

Both: It would have been okay to endure personal harm and injury if it was of some benefit. But, you will achieve nothing by this. Kashmiris wouldn’t even know about it. What effect will this have? Nothing.

Don’t be so emotional and jump to actions that are useless and harmful.

Do something less political; like donations to poor people and orphans (I do that).

Me: If everyone thought like that, we would never have been a free country and there would never have been change.

Them: You are emotional and know nothing! (I am Jon Snow.)

Anyways, I decided that I cannot make life difficult for my parents and stress them out while staying in their home. So, any activism I do will have to wait until I get a house of my own once I am back from my trip.

Failure and retreat.

Thus!

So, that is who I am. A person at 38 years, and a failure at activism. :(

But, I am also the person who came out to my mother, cousins and friends, in 2013 when India recriminalised homosexuality.  (Yeah, that is a thing we did. We went back on progress. Similar to the Bolsheviks after the 1917 revolution except, well, that was more out of confusion; or how Great Britain allowed gay folks to remain in prison post WWII. At least, we are among great company.)

I am not going to stand by when my land and my planet is ruined. I will find a way to fight.

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What is interesting is how much fear there is in the country. Reporters who report stuff against the administration have been prosecuted for disturbing peace. Ditto for activists who report against the state narrative. And of course, there is the matter of tweets and whatsapp humour being treated as sedition.

An attempt to discuss Kashmir in University was not allowed at University of Hyderabad.

This should not be considered normal. And if it is, this state of affairs need to be resisted.

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A little bit of personal history

Isn’t it interesting though how my parents’ middle class values work? Standing up for one’s principles against the majority’s ignorance and indifference is not just a recipe for disaster but also useless and the actions of an overly emotional individual.

And, this has been a trend, you see.

When I was not yet 21, my mother campaigned for months until I gave in to an arranged marriage.

I had done so at the time with grave misgivings. And then, after our engagement, I had wanted to call the marriage off and my parents had asked: why didn’t you say this before? (I had, but they were convinced I was just inexperienced; and I thought may be I am. What did I know? PS: Definitely not that I was gay. Or, ace.)

It took only a few months after marriage for me to realise that I’d never be happy in it. And then, of course there were campaigns not just by my parents, but my entire extended cast of relatives who regularly called me up to say how I am ruining my life by divorcing my then husband (I had the notoriety of being the first divorcee in the family). And from his side, how I am a horrible selfish person for hurting him. 

Ugh! But, there were no threats of jail or a whole colony rising up against me, so I stood by my stance and got divorced. (I had to sent a suicide note for my parents and close relatives to decide okay, they are going to stand with me. They were pretty cool after that though.)

In 2013, when I came out, my mother wanted to know why I bothered telling her and by the way, did I know that no other girl is going to feel like me?

Recently, again, I had to campaign for months to get my parents from no to yes on resigning my job and getting a Masters in Canada. Because it would ruin my life. And, this time, they probably gave in because my position was non-negotiable.

When that didn’t pan out because Ca apparently was convinced I won’t return to India (and for some other mysterious reasons they haven’t made clear to me), I decided to take a leave of absence from my organisation to find out what to do with my life. And that too they protested because they thought I was headed for economic ruin.

So, if I ever expected my parents to support me at the first take, I should have given up on that by now. They have hardly ever done that.

In their defense, they have always come around; may be in weeks, at times in months, and others in years, if not to my point of view then to support my right to my point of view and appropriate actions.

I am hoping for that in this case.

You might wonder why that matters to me. Well, they are my parents and I love them. And on the whole, they are pretty decent people. So, it matters.

Anyways, I know that activism at any age doesn’t happen in one full swoop. It happens step by step. And, it needs resources and networks, and you have to build and work towards it.

It doesn’t happen in a vacuum.

And, not everyone contributes in the same way.

Here is hoping that I’d find my way.

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What could you do about this if you so chose:

Whichever country (but India) you are in, send a note about Kashmir to your representative, MP etc. If there is international pressure, it’d help. Right now, there has been nothing but support for India from every quarter: Trump and Johnson, Middle East (UAE even gave Modi a medal). Bernie Sanders spoke against Indian action in Kashmir. And Rep Pramila Jayapal wrote to Secretary of State demanding action. Jeremy Corbyn spoke in support for Kashmir. But, nothing concrete from these countries.

Pakistan is the only country speaking against Indian action in Kashmir but Pakistan unfortunately has no clout or credibility with the big leagues these days.

If in India, vote BJP out please. But, also let your reps know that they need to support Kashmiris. Support Independent journalism like Caravan; because Press Freedom is in pretty bad shape in India.

Hopefully the next POTUS will do something about it. (While also steering your country right and helping the world right along; without starting any wars, please.)

If you know any Indian origin folks, talk to them about Kashmir and ask them if beating up of 12 year olds and rape threats against women are what they want their country of origin (or ancestry) to be known by. Or, detention of non-Hindu Bengalis in Assam (and possibly rest of India as well). Sam Manekshaw (of India) during Bangladesh war of independence and Wellington during Napoleonic wars managed to keep their men from raping (A People’s History of Britain, Rebecca Fraser). It is possible.

Why does that matter? Because a lot of support for BJP, both in political lobbying efforts as well as in terms of donations, come from the Indian diaspora. If this support can be weakened, even if slowly, that would weaken BJP.

Yeah: I am doing activism by the mode I know. Writing.

[iamacolor]

Thank you for all the music suggestions you gave me! So far I've listened to Angele's Brol La Suite which is soooooooo good and WayV's Take Over The Moon which had me dancing instead of knitting. lol! I can't wait to listen to the others. Got them all saved on my phone! Hope you and your family are doing well. I saw they extended the lockdown in France. i can't believe they're opening up stuff here in Georgia myself. We NEED a lockdown but they're lo=ike, nope! Go eat out! Wild!

Ah I'm so glad you've enjoyed them!!! 🥰🥰 Hope you like the rest as well!! I loved that WayV made it hard for you to knit lol what are you knitting by the way?

Thank you for your concern, it's kind of weird here tbh I'm in Paris and the rest of my family is back home so it's a bit of an odd situation but I'm used to it by now, I think they're doing well even if I know my youngest brother doesn't like not going to school and having nothing to do at home... and for the other one who's in college it's been really hard to only have online classes even if he can go to school one day per week now... And as for me, doing my job remotely is really less than ideal especially because my team is small and we often need to exchange infos or ideas quickly (and also they're all really nice and I like to spend time with them haha) or I need to create visual content in the studio ... and it's just not as motivating to work from my room and not talk to anyone all day long... so yeah I'm not looking forward to having even more days of working from home :( but outside from work (and many companies haven't changed their ways yet and still work in offices) it doesn't really feel like a lockdown because you're pretty much free to go outside as long as you don't leave the city (which is very easy to do) and although all theaters are closed and restaurants can only do takeaways many shops are still opened, it's not a full lockdown anywhere in the country but schools closing is definitely going to make more people work from home (or just make their children stay at their grandparents' lol) oh and there's a curfew as well!! it's all so weird and mismatched, they just keep on adding one restriction after another and then changing them... but I'm sooooooo glad I'm not still in class omg 2nd lockdown + universities closing was hell for me during the first semester I still don't know how I made it out alive and not fully depressed so i'm glad i' ve at least been able to start my internship and that I have interesting and useful things to do now and see people even if it's not everyday 🙌🏻

omg are they opening up restaurants in Georgia?? that sounds crazy to me, what kind of restrictions do you have? I hope the vaccine rollout is going well at least (it's slow here) and that you and your family are doing well 💜

[anonwords]

Wednesday, April 8

  it’s peak week here in California for death from the virus and spread of the infection that has infected over a million and a half people worldwide and killed 80,000. 300,000 people have recovered, and half of all cases are in Europe. The U.S is preparing for a massive spike in infections and deaths this month not just in California, but in the rest of the country as well. There is some hope though, as China is reporting it’s lowest daily infection and death rates since January, and the Chinese Gov’t is easing restrictions on lockdowns and curfews. While the Far East is reporting brighter times, here in the West, it seems like our darkest days are yet to come.

  My father says he won’t work in people’s houses as peak week and month are upon us, and I agree with him. Him and my mom just went shopping for food, enough to last us through the next two and a half weeks at least. The way things are going, I think this will all simmer down by the fall. All i want is to go back to work. This pandemic has been a huge wake up call for me. I REALLY need to get my shit together. As soon as this is all over, all I will care about is getting my drivers license, a car, and moving in with Josh in fontana. I hate to just leave my parents and my brother, but it was cramped even before the virus. The fact that we have to be near each other everyday is not an easy thing. Not having my own room is not an easy thing. I mean, I won’t have my own room in Fontana, but at least I’ll be grown and with my own car to go and do whatever I want. I can’t just borrow my moms car to see a guy or something. Or spend the night at a friends after a night of drinking. I need to spread my wings and fly. I don’t think my mom is ready for that though. she kind of needs me. For so long it was just me and her. Only a few people really know what it’s like when my mom is depressed about thing she can’t control, like my father’s alcoholism or her anxiety. I have been front and center my whole life. The last time I left, she just quit drinking and she was a mess. I was so frightened to see her act like HER mother, the one who caused a lot of this. Just so distant and afraid of her own emotions. I know she’s strong enough to overcome though. She’s not like that now and I know she will fight harder not to behave that way. she’s the strongest person I know.

  I somehow am feeling the loneliest I’ve felt in months now that im around my family 24/7. My mom would cry if she knew that. But it’s not her fault. I just really want like a nice, sweet guy to talk to. the way I talk and listen to a boy, that’s what I want! Last September I saw Dev Hynes and Tyler in concert with my good friend Omar. He is sooo cute. but he’s sooo straight. Like, i have no chance in hell. The concert was amazing, and afterwards we went to the dispo and smoked on the roof of our friends house. Last night he told me, out of the blue, he wishes he could go back to that night, because it was such a great night. Now, we’ve all been in quarantine and we all really miss each other, and we’re all feeling very nostalgic because life is so dreary at the moment, but I like to think he really does think fondly of that night often. It felt really good to hear him say that, and I kind of had to play it off like “yeah man it was so tight seeing dev and tyler,” but really I wanted to say I really loved spending that time with him. He’s just the sweetest guy ever and It’s been so hard seeing him get his heart broken in the past. there are times i think about how he doesn’t really show that much emotion around us and I just want our hugs to linger a bit. The worst part though is I got high a few days ago and I was just going off about how he’s got a nice ass, and this and that, and our friends got the vibe that I want to fuck him, which is totally true, but I don’t want to fuck him, I want HIM to fuck ME. I mean, his ass is sooo cute though i’d eat it like i’d eat a snack pack without a spoon. He gets a lot of attention from girls, cute ones too. and at first me my friends were baffled by this. but as i got to know him more I started to understand. the way he just carries himself is very attractive, and the more i think of him the more I blush, but not the same way I think about Leo, which is more like great fuck and that’s it. With Omar It’s almost like a high school crush. I can see him and I just talking in his car for hours, listening to really good music. Him being so smooth when he gets really flirty. I feel like he’s really make me feel like I’m wanted. and after a few dates, I’d suck his dick in his car. Oh my god, I’d suck him dry. I’d suck his balls and jack him off. I’d pla with his foreskin with my tongue and stroke him while he’s still in my mouth. I’d wrap my tongue around the tip of his dick. ughhh I just know it’s the perfect shade of pink. I just want to taste him. his warm cum filling my mouth. sooooo tastyyyy. and i’d keep sucking till he’s soft. I’d kiss his hairy tummy. so handsome. whenever he wants, I’d present my mouth for fucking. fuck I just had to get that out. I just need some kind of stimulation. Maybe when this is all over I’ll get back on tinder. Everyone’s gonna be so horny after being in for so long, I could practice my head skills. a boy can dream.