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judysxnd · 4 months

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imagine getting tickets for the renaissance tour with pedro and sarah and then reader (also an actress) finds out their pregnant, but of course that not stoping them. and reader went to the concert like 6 months pregnant and then news are reporting it, fan freaking out

sorry if that was a lot

(that wasn’t a lot don’t worry)

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The tickets for the Renaissance tour dropped and you didn't even hesitate a second to buy them with Pedro. You were not going to miss that, nothing would make you miss going to see Beyoncé, your idol, on tour. If you didn't have a career you would have travelled to the integrity of the tour, but well, you couldn't. But one concert is good enough!

But something happened. Something that could change your future. Two months after buying your tickets for the concert, you fell ill. You got sick for a week. You kept waking up early with nausea, you kept throwing up. You were also very tired, you spent the afternoon on the couch napping. After three days of struggling, you decided to go to the doctor to get checked out.

After the appointment and the blood test, the results came back. You were pregnant. You've been with Pedro for 3 years now so it wasn't too soon on the relationship, but you didn't know if Pedro was ready, well, you didn't even know if you were ready at all. You didn't even wait at the end of the day to tell him. You couldn't handle this on your own, so you drove to his set and waited for him to take a break. Once the news were dropped, Pedro was actually happy about it. He never thought he would ever be a father, and this was the opportunity he was apparently waiting for. So you decided to keep the baby.

But as the months passed by, you realised that you were going to be deeply pregnant once the renaissance concert would arrive. You debated for days, even fought with Pedro because he didn't want you to come, to risk anything while you definitely wanted to go and risk everything. This was your dream, and it would, for sure, be a lot harder to go to a concert once the baby would be born.

So there you were, six months pregnant, walking in the stadium, holding hands with Pedro, Sarah and her friends behind you. Thank god you had a good spot in the front so that you could have some space. And it was the best night of your life. You never regretted once. Being pregnant didn't stop you from having fun. Your legs and back were hurting, but it wasn't that bad, it didn't bother you.

You were able to sing very loud, to dance a little, you laughed with your friends and boyfriend, you took some pictures and videos. But, being a famous actress, nothing stays unseen. Of course, people, fans noticed you were there. But they didn't only notice you, they noticed the huge bump you had. And they had a strong opinion about it. Most of the people were shocked that you were six months pregnant and went through hours of very loud music, standing and singing. It wasn't "healthy" for the baby.

You didn't think much of it when you saw that you were trending on socials because of that, until you were peacefully watching the news and saw your face appear on the screen. There was a polemic because you were six months pregnant and you went to a concert. You couldn't believe it. Your phone was blowing up, and your publicist was among it, trying to call you so that you could fix this mess.

That's how you found yourself making a video that you would publish on Instagram, Twitter, even TikTok in order to explain the situation. You found it very childish, Pedro thought the same thing. You weren't going to apologise, what for? But you still had to say something. It was about yourself after all.

"Hello everyone" you waved at the camera "I'm here, making this video because of something I'm not really sure I understand" you laughed awkwardly "but I think it was because I am currently six months pregnant and I went to a concert and you're not happy about it?" you pretended to think "I don't really have much to say, except that I talked about it with my doctor before, it wasn't something irrational that I just did like that." you started to explain "I made sure it was okay for the baby, and safe for me to go before actually going, I'm not crazy" you said at the camera "Also, I wasn't alone, my boyfriend was here, as well as our friends, so they took good care of me" you smiled, trying to sound serious and not sarcastic. "So, there is no need to make a polemic for this, to spread rumours and all. I am fine, the baby is great, everyone had a good time." you continued, touching your belly "I can also assure you that I will not go to an other concert, but not because you convinced me not to, but only because I will be working instead" you paused "I am pregnant, I am not sick, I can still do things" you shrugged "Anyway, thank you for worrying about me and the baby, but this is none of your business and we are well supported. Bye!" You blew a kiss at the camera of your phone before shutting it off.

Wow, what people can make you do, you thought. But you still sent the video away so that you could finally live peacefully, for a while at least, hoping the video would work. And it did work. Mostly. People apologised as they noticed they crossed a line. But of course there are still haters out there, thinking it was unforgivable. But whatever, a few less fans won't hurt. The good ones are still here supporting you.

#fanfic #oneshot #imagine #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal preferences #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal one shot #pedro pascal x female reader #pedrostories #pedro pascal x pregnant!reader #pedro pascal x actress!reader

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deleteddewewted · 1 year

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What It’s Like To Date Simon “Ghost” Riley

W/N: I'm using the comics and combining them with the reboot MW2. I recommend reading them to understand some of this, there's SA, Abuse, and many more disturbing subjects. I'm also not going to romanticize abuse here, this is more of Simon lashing out due to fear and it's not excused. We're not going to pull a Colleen Hoover.

W: Child Abuse, Angst, Fluff, Hurt With Comfort, Insinuated sex, Sexual Abuse, Talks of Torture, Mental Illness, Unhealthy Relationships, Disturbed Simon Riley, Friends With Benefits, Eventual Relationship, Eventual Monogomy, Minor Soap/Ghost

He’s scared of himself.

He’s especially terrified of you.

You provide him with a comfort he’s never known outside of his mother's.

He feels like vomiting when you hold his hands in your own or make him dinner instead of letting him eat his MREs.

You don't treat him like a child but you do make him feel safe like his mother once made him feel.

You shushed the voices in his head away as you slipped your hands underneath his balaclava and brushed his hair.

You pressed your body close to his and wrapped your arms around his body so he'd feel as protected as you did.

You were an anchor to him. One he didn't want to be ripped away from.

When he wakes up sweaty and panting, he reaches for you and the knife he keeps under his pillow.

He couldn't save himself in his nightmares but he sure can keep you safe.

He could save you.

You'd kiss his knuckles, because kissing his neck set him on edge, and mumble about how lovely he is.

"You're human Simon, it doesn't matter how damaged you think you are, I still love you just as you love me."

He'd scream at times.

At you and it hurt him when he'd snap out of it.

His words were all bitter and filled with venom but they nearly never phased you unless it was about things you've shared with him that were intimate.

"You're as shit as I am! You're shit! I'm shit! I hate you! You make me feel weak! I wish you'd die!" He was red and tense in the face. His mask was off and on the floor all while he walked out of your shared apartment to fuck off somewhere where his anger could fizzle out.

The apartment had felt cramped and your questions about his day set him off.

He felt like he was suffocating with just how domestic the space felt and how happy you looked while you prepped dinner for the two of you.

Simon met reason at a bar while 6 drinks deep.

He groaned all while paying for his drinks and heading home, piss drunk and feeling numb.

He shouldn't have felt hurt when you disappeared for the night, not when you didn't kiss him awake the next morning.

He had no right to cry while he ate the dinner you had taken the time to wrap it up with plastic and put it in the fridge for him to heat up later.

He cried all night while hugging the shirt you used for bed.

He waited for you to come back, he even called your friends to see if any of them knew where you were. By the end of the week, he had to head back to base and you didn't kiss him goodbye.

While deployed, you sent him a letter.

You didn't mention the way he hurt you nor the ugliness he bought into your life. You just wrote about how you miss his warmth and that you'll have dinner ready for him when he got back.

"So... I'm guessing you guys are a thing?" It all felt awkward, Soap had felt the tension that Ghost had carried into work after his short leave.

All Ghost had done during their deployment was turn on his phone to stare at the home screen.

Your smile was bright and your eyes soft.

You were a sight to behold. Ghost wanted you there with him.

He needed to feel you again.

"We're just fuck buddies, nothing more." The term left a sour taste in his mouth because he wanted to be more too.

Fear ate at him as he dreamt of you taking care of him. Your hand on his cock all while you whispered sweet nothings into his ear and your other hand playing with his hair.

He was compliant to your touch and all he could do was whine and moan at your gentle touch.

He wakes up with dry cum in his briefs and tears in his eyes. He misses you.

When he gets back he makes sure to grab your favorite takeout and a bottle of wine.

You look tired when you open the door. The bags under your eyes and the confusion that sets in while you look at his bare face.

"What are you doing here, Simon?" You're not mad. He wanted you to yell at him because he knows he deserves it but you instead just look at him like nothing happened.

"I wanted to fix things. I want to make this work." He can feel his eyes start to water and he hands you his gifts before getting down on his knees and holding onto your legs.

You pat his head and comfort him all while he cries and begs you to take him back.

He's a man eaten by his demons but that wasn’t a real excuse for his cruelty.

He was acting like his father and he wanted to die because of it.

"We can make this work, but only if you get professional help. Because Simon," You lower yourself to the floor and hug him. Your chest pressed against his head, his ear right on top of your heart. "I can't save you from your past. I can't be that person. Not again. Not anymore, but I will always love you."

He nods as he listens to your heartbeat. He promises to do better and he promises to look for help.

So he does.

The therapist is more helpful this time around. She listened to him and his fears of losing you.

He's a little scared though. His thoughts take him to places he wishes he couldn't go to but he has to face the music if wants to get better.

Every session is trying, his eyes dry and swollen from crying and shaking while he recounted the horrors of the past.

You stood there, arms open and a warm meal ready for him to eat every time he got back home.

"Thank you, love." He grew comfortable with kissing you.

No longer teeth on flesh with hickeys left behind but tenderly, loving.

He told you more about his life, his childhood, how much he missed his family, how much he wanted to be normal so he could maybe, someday, have one of his own with you.

"Would you want that with me?" He cried as he continued to eat his meal. He was so grateful for your care even while he choked on his own saliva.

"Oh, Simon. I told you I'll always be here for you and I intend to keep that promise." You helped him clean up.

You made sure to get him into bed dry and with warm clothes before letting him lay on top of you.

Most nights he talks to you about the things his father would do to him. The beatings, the lashings, the mental torment.

"She probably had a family. Maybe had friends looking for her. And she died in a dingy toilet thanks to my dad." His breath hitched as he felt the tears well up again. "I feel like I'm to blame for her passing."

You didn't speak back but instead provided comfort.

He fell asleep with his arms wrapped around you and his face tucked in your neck.

He was home, safe, and loved. He felt nourished, his skin finally fitting over his bones.

He felt human all while he listened to your heartbeat and felt your chest raise and fall as you slipped into slumber.

Ghost was no longer someone who had to hide all the ugly from you, Simon would make sure to set him right if it meant being able to have one more night with you.

Like this, on you, sleeping, and knowing you were his.

#ghost x reader #ghost cod #ghost mw2 #simon riley #ghost simon riley #simon riley x reader #cod #mw2 #modern warfare 2 #call of duty #angst #fluff #hurt with comfort

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sgtmickeyslaughter · 20 days

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Answer the Questions and Tag 5 Fanfic Authors

Thanks for tagging @jrooc

1. How did you get into writing fanfiction?

I’ve always been an avid reader and as a kid I wanted to be a writer so that was the start. I’ve been reading fanfic since i was in highschool, and I’ve had many different barely started fanfics started over the years but last year was the first time I was able to actually finish anything/taken it seriously. I think it just came down to college teaching me the last bit of discipline in my creative practice

2. How many fandoms have you written in?

Just Gallavich, but I’m very confident I will write destiel in my lifetime

3. How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

I published my first fic in September of last year!

4. Do you read or write more fanfiction?

it goes back and forth, when i enter a fandom i read fanfic voraciously but now i think i write a little more, its a balance between you can write the fanfic you want to read and you can read other peoples work to experience ideas you would never think of or just a different take on a familiar topic - both are good. I’m currently slowly going through and re-reading my old fics to get them ready to print and bind and its been a super fun process

5. What is one way you’ve improved as a writer?

I hope i’ve improved a lot overall lol the main thing i always want to do well is portray the environment the way i envision it bc the worlds of my fanfics are rich and beautiful in my head so i just want to get better and better at pulling people into that

6. What’s the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Not a ton of weird research, a lot of google maps-ing to get a better understanding of the layout of Chicago and understanding how far away states/cities are from one another (i’m american, just a weird bicoastal one)

7. What’s your favorite type of comment to receive on your work?

literally any comment, all of them are amazing and i can’t believe people read what i write and actually like it ?!? beautiful and very novel

8. What’s the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

um - i guess ABO, i was originally going to publish mine all mine anonymously bc it was very cringe inducing and still kind of is but tbh when i read it back i was like- wait this is good, even if it’s weird.

psychopomp is also a weird story, the way i thought/felt about it while writing was deeply weird and all the the themes of death and decay and devotion and consummation as an allegory for love were intended to be dark and just- weird

9. What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Emotionally introspective fics that also really study the characters are really hard and i dont know why I keep fucking writing them - after finishing the fic im writing now i have to shift to something more plot focused

its really hard for obvious reasons but i also feel like i am an extremely logic driven person with a very particular worldview and all these characters are more emotionally driven than me. so i have to work very hard to not write behaviors from my pov and my decision making but from a studied understanding of the characters - which might be a good thing idk

um also idk if it needs to be said but brevity is not my strong suit, i should probably work on that

10. What is the easiest type?

Fluff, just cuddling and pillow talk baby i love that shit, also idk if i write smut well but it def goes the quickest for me

11. Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Pages app on my icloud - I write after work some days, on my lunch break and on the train ride home. Every so often ill wake up early on a weekend and be in the mood to put on my noise canceling headphones and write for hours, but thats not super often

12. What is something you’ve been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

uhh - we’ll see. my true crime au is def one i want to write but all my ideas for the plot are just too dark rn, so well see if i can get it to lighten up a bit

13. What made you choose your username?

tagging 5 writers: @callivich @mmmichyyy @iansw0rld @energievie @metalheadmickey

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faithhopeloveandtherapy · 5 months

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The emergency 1yo placement went home to his carers yesterday. He was a delight but I’m very happy to have my child free life back for a while. The first few days of having him, I was not really feeling it, but by day four I was back in the swing of baby life and I’d figured out which groups we could go to to keep ourselves entertained. I took him swimming on Friday which was fun.

Saturday afternoon, H and I and four friends went out for bottomless brunch. We had such fun, drank far too much prosecco and cocktails. I am officially the biggest lightweight of us all, as we all drank the same number of rounds of drinks, yet everyone else was far more functional than me by the end. I came home and fell asleep on the sofa for four hours. Then I had horrible alcohol-induced vertigo a few hours later when I went to bed. And all day today I have not felt at my best and the thought of any more alcohol makes me feel ill. I had such a fun time but I’m not sure it’s really worth it to wipe out my entire weekend! Perhaps I should have just stopped a few Proseccos earlier.

Despite the bleary head, I took myself out for a 6 mile run at lunchtime. My half marathon training has officially started. I’m using a Garmin coach plan and I’m in week 2 now. When I got home I did some yoga for my back. We ate loads of carbs and not a lot else yesterday - bottomless brunch is only bottomless on the drinks, and there never seems quite enough food to soak it all up - so today I decided we need to eat something more balanced and nutritious. I roasted up a mountain of vegetables (carrots, peppers, mushrooms, kale and spinach) and mixed them with couscous and topped it all with a tahini dressing. Such a rainbow feast. I’ve eaten two enormous bowls and feel very satisfied. Hopefully I’ll wake up tomorrow morning with a clear head and fresh motivation ready for the week.

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afrogirl3005 · 2 years

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Sick in Bed with Steven Grant Steven Grant x Black Fem! Reader ~(Oneshot)~

Steven Grant x Black! fem reader

Rated: Teen

Summary: Steven calls you early in the morning because he fell ill and you came to take care of him.

It’s 1 am in the morning when you get a call from you very tired british boyfriend, “ Darling I think I may be coming down with something.” You give a chuckle and sigh asking him

“ Do you need me to come over, love?”

“ That would be most appreciated” He says, hearing him slightly sniffle, ``Your heart melts thinking it’s absolutely adorable. You arrive at his flat around 6 am in hopes of seeing your darling boyfriend tucked in bed only to find him actively researching the mythology of a new Egyptian artifact that just came to his place of work.

“ Steven Grant” He jumps at the sound of his name being called “ Oh Hello Darling,” Your heart flies at the sound of him calling you darling.

“You do know that you should be in bed right now?” you quipped pulling your brow up, “Ah, yes but-”, “ No but you need to rest.” As you say that he begrudgingly lifts himself from his chair only to fall from exhaustion.

“STEVEN!” you rush to his side putting his head on your lap, weakly he says “ You know what darling I think you're right.” He softly chuckles, giving you a tired and goofy closed- eyed smile.

As soon as you get him into bed you get to work making the perfect soup and toast combo with some chamomile tea. As you're working you can hear him stirring in his sleep and you smile to yourself knowing you have the cutest boyfriend in the world. You walk over to his bed holding a tray of piping hot chicken noodle soup and tea, Setting it aside on his nightstand you softly jostle him awake

“ My love your food is ready, think you're strong enough to eat?” He slowly opens his eyes and wakes up taking in the smell of chicken noodle soup wafts through his nose, as he puts the soup to his lips you see his shoulders relax as he closes his eyes in pure bliss,

“Mmm Darling you have really outdone yourself.” You smile, “ I’m glad you like it.”

He eats his meal with a smile knowing that he’s the luckiest man in the world to have you.

He takes another restful nap as you clean up once again he dreams of you.

“ I think that Indiana Jones's whip is a bit impractical.” You say while you sit together on bed watching raiders of the lost ark. He looks at you comically shocked, unable to believe you said that “ I cannot believe you said that, his whip is one of the most iconic parts of Indiana jones.”

“Weeeell…” You're soon hit with a pillow to your face, you find the one who threw the pillow smiling sheepishly “ Oh it is soooo on.” As you grab a pillow, shenanigans ensue as you chase each other through the flat.

You both soon pass out on his bed, he turns his head toward yours, a content smile etched on his face as he says to you “ Did anyone ever tell you that you're the reincarnation of IsIs?” You smile back at him “only like all the time.” you giggle back. He rolls on top of you, his lips close to yours “ Obviously not enough.” He Kisses you and you feel like you're in heaven.

~( The Next Day )~

You wake up feeling wonderful yet groggy after staying the night, your head hurts and the suns too bright, he wakes up after you sneeze loudly, you sniffle and you both look at each other “ Oh No.”

Thanks for reading~

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42946368

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emmy-dekarios-bg3 · 6 days

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WIP Wednesday!

(Thank you @marlowethebard for the tag 💜✨🫶🏻)

Tagging: @alpydk

Sharing a piece of what I’ve been working on. “Heart of the Weave” is a fanfic of Gale Dekarios and Emmy (Tav) who are happily married in Waterdeep. 6 months after their journey has ended, Emmy ends up violently ill and they travel back to Baldur’s Gate to find answers as to why, with their other companions to tag along as well.

Emmy discovers her and Gale are expecting a baby, and from the moment they find out about her pregnancy, evil follows her everywhere they go.

Here is an excerpt of what I’ve been working on (part of Chapter 1, this isn’t the entire chapter):

Anyway, enough about my chaotic background for now. I think about it constantly: the mind flayers, the people killed, the close encounters with death myself, and saving my friends from a catastrophic end. They saved me, too, and I’m forever grateful for them.

I awaken to the sun beaming through the glass windows, being reminded by the Earth that I’m still alive. I made it another day. I’m still not accustomed to being in an actual bed, for all the adventures I had involved sleeping outside, camping with the unknown around us. I’m thankful for being away from all the lurking dangers that thirsted for my death.

“Good morning, my love,” Gale says with the sleepiest voice, his face nuzzled into my neck as he spoons me in bed. I smile, feeling his comfort and warmth against my body in the earliest of mornings. “I hope you slept well.” His warm skin is pressed against mine, and it could honestly put me back to sleep. My eyes try to adjust to the morning light, focusing from the blur as I try to full awaken.

“I’m…starting to,” I murmur, stretching my body as I turn to face him. I stare deep into his dark brown eyes which are heavily defined by his long lashes. I could stare into them all day. “How about you?”

“Oh, definitely the same. I wake up everyday thinking how happy I am, how lucky we are to be here. More importantly, I’m grateful we’re alive.” His hand is on my naked waist, holding me close to him. “Oh, how I wish we could participate in some romantic coitus right about now, but unfortunately, I have to be at the Academy in just a little over an hour. I slept in just a tad later than I anticipated.” I kiss his lips delicately and close my eyes, wishing he wasn’t leaving so soon. He has been doing some heavy research the past few days and coming up with new strategies to help his students learn magic, so having this time together, no matter how long it is, means the world to me.

“I understand completely. Maybe later, then. We are married after all and have all the time in the world.” He chuckles and proceeds to kiss my forehead. His tressym, Tara, flies in the room and nearly scares the daylights out of me. I’ve been living with Gale for a year and I’m still not used to his flying feline, though I absolutely adore her to no end. I never had cats, so it’s an adjustment for me.

“Oh, Professor Gale Dekarios, it’s time for you to get at it!” she says, landing on our bed. “I’m glad you two weren’t in the middle of…well, you know.” Gale and I look at each other, fighting laughter but blushing from mild embarrassment. Only once has Tara intruded on us and it was a moment I’ll never forget. That moment included her staring at us with eyes full of horror, but she didn’t want to turn away. Gale caught her, and she screamed, flying rapidly out of the room at high speeds.

“Yes, yes, Tara. I’m getting out of bed. Now shoo, I’m indecent and I’d rather you not look at me.” Tara flies out of the room, with Gale getting his naked body out of the bed shortly after. I am so thankful and blessed that this is my life now, and all the worries from before have faded away.

I’ve adjusted to Gale working at the Academy, and I love that he enjoys doing what he does. For ages, he’s always wanted to accomplish being a professor and teaching magic to others, and that it will be more recognized. He gets ready and begins to head out the door, but pauses for a moment to give me a kiss. The softness and perfection of his lips is enough to get me to go back to sleep, but I have to tend our garden.

“I hope your day is wonderful,” I tell him, staring into his eyes. He gently brushes my dark curly hair out of my face with his fingertips, smiling at me with contentment. The way he touches me, even after all this time of marriage, feels absolutely incredible. I can’t get enough of him. Stop it, Emmy. You will have time alone with him soon enough, it’s nearly the end of the week.

“And yours as well, my love. I will be back before you know it.” My heart already misses his body and soul as I watch him walk out the door.

{view my entire fanfic here:}:

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #dnd #gale x tav #dungeons and dragons #ao3 #fanfic #baldurs gate 3 fanfiction #archive of our own

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topguncortez · 1 year

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44 & 6 with Val and Coyote

pairing: Javy "Coyote" Machado x Valeria Bates-Machado prompts: 44. “I think I’m dying.” & 6. “Stop being so dramatic. You’re not dying.” prompts list Coyote & Val Masterlist

For as long as Val could remember, she dreaded cold and flu season. It might be because the hospital was always packed full of sick people. She always put in overtime during the height of the sickness season, coming home looking like a walking zombie. Javy was always the best during this time, making sure the kids were in bed, laundry was caught up on, chores were done, and a plate of food was in the microwave with her name on it.

The only thing Javy wasn't good at, was being sick.

Val should've known that when she heard the first sniffle from him in the middle of the night, he was going to go into full princess mode the very next morning. "The Man Flu" as they called in the hospital, was probably the most annoying illness Valeria Bates has ever had to deal with.

"Baby," Javy groaned, rolling on to his back and reaching out for his wife.

Val rolled her eyes, "Yes, my love?"

"I'm sick," He whined, and stuck his bottom lip out.

"Oh no, my poor baby," Val said, sitting up in bed and placing the back of her hand on his forehead. He did feel a tad warm to her, and he sounded kind of congested. She sighed and looked over at her alarm clock which read '5:45 AM'. The kids would be up soon, "Stay here. I'll get the kids ready for school."

"No baby, I got it," Javy said, pushing himself up from the blankets, but broke out in a fit of coughs, "Actually, I don't think I can."

"Ya, poor thing," Val said, "Stay put. I'll check on you once the kids are out."

Coyote nodded as he grabbed the blanket and pulled it up under his chin, cuddling into the warmth. Val shook her head as she walked down the hallway to go wake up her youngest, Carter and get him ready for preschool. Both Jennah and Elena were old enough to get themselves out of bed and dressed, but Val still oversaw their morning routine. She spent time putting their hair into pigtails and fixing their lunch boxes. She walked them to the bus stop and hugged them goodbye and watched as the bus faded out of view.

"Time to check on my patient," Val said and walked back into the house. Somehow, Coyote made it from their bedroom to the living room and was lazily playing video games at 7:30 in the morning, "You must not be that sick if you can play COD with Jake."

Coyote looked at his wife, and started coughing again, "I think I'm dying, baby."

“Stop being so dramatic. You’re not dying," Val said, "You have the damn Man Flu. Dragon said Rooster had it last week, and Y/N said Jake was down for the counter yesterday. You need rest," She walked over and snatched the controller from him, which caused him to protest, "and fluids. Now get your cute ass upstairs to bed Javier Machado."

Javy smirked at his wife, "Ma'am yes, ma'am," He said and wrapped his fuzzy blanket around him before climbing back up the stairs.

For the rest of the day, Val spent by Coyote's side because he swore he was dying. She brought him breakfast in bed, made him his grandma's homemade chicken noodle soup for lunch, rubbed his feet for him, and even let him play an hour of video games with Jake.

"Ya know, sometimes, I swear you are more dramatic than our children," Val said, running her hands through his hair.

"I think I am dramatic enough," Coyote scoffed, "And I really thought I was dying. I keep coughing and my back hurts from it." Coyote looked up at his wife, "At least I have you here, nursing me back to health."

"Mhm," She agreed and leaned down to kiss him, "Thank god I'm not this dramatic when I'm sick."

"Sure you aren't."

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three days later, Javy woke up to his wife turning over in her sleep and wrapping her arms around his body. She felt warm to the touch and Coyote gently nudged her awake.

"Baby, you feel warm," He whispered, brushing her hair away from her face.

"I think I'm dying," She mumbled.

Javy couldn't help but laugh, and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Look who had the 'man flu' now."

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lilacs-world · 5 months

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I feel like I’m chronically not okay but idk if I’m valid enough to label myself as chronically ill. I am able to work 40h a week but with the cost of laying in bed the rest of the day when I’m back home. In the weekends I sleep mostly. My room is a disaster because I never have the energy to tackle the chaos. I wished I was able to walk to work and back but standing for more than 15 min is already exhausting me and I get dizzy and lightheaded. I am constantly in pain, my normal pain level is on good days at a 2 on bad days it’s at a 4 or 5 but maybe I’m too modest about my pain due to fear of admitting I’m not okay. I am always tired even if I sleep usually enough. At times I feel more refreshed with only 4 hours of sleep hell knows why. I am waking up daily at 5:45am to get myself ready for 8am work. I don’t know if I’m ever gonna be a functioning adult. I am scared of the moment I will unmask bcs im masking daily due to Audhd. Plus daily I’m confused because we are often switching and my quality at work at times fluctuating and my TLs wondering wtf bcs we know u know all the processes so wtf. Daily I feel like I know only a specific part of the processes and I have days where I ask so many questions that one of the TLs told me they are growing gray hairs bcs of me asking so much. The doctors in my country are shit when I mentioned suspecting we are a system they said nah it’s just ur anxiety. When I questioned if I have adhd my former psych said nah only kids can have it. My former therapist said yeah after unofficially diagnosing me with it. Autism I suspect that too and I got my confirmation more or less from my bf who’s on the spectrum as well. He got his confirmation he has adhd as well by me noticing lots of adhd things in him and he has now meds whilst me is in this godforsaken country that isn’t taking me seriously. I got my confirmation I have adhd when I took speed and realised for the first time "so this is how neurotypicals experience their life?" I for once had a train of thoughts in order and not a carambolage of luggage’s getting stuck in the baggage claim belt. I sobbed so hard. On good days I am able to remember and memorise lots of shit. But on bad days I barely anything. My body is out of control. I have pcos and it’s ravaging my body. I grow hair on my chin and arms and it’s making me uncomfortable and I developed anxiety about having hair in my face to the point over pluck and over shave it. My period is out of control. I either bleed for 2 months consecutive or I don’t have my period for 6 months. I am anemic due to it. I am such a pale human that I’m constantly being asked if I am okay. Oh yeah not to forget having an autoimmune disease since I am 2 years old. Having to deal with psoriasis break outs each winter where I end up being covered on my legs, arms , ass with skin patches of psoriasis. At times it’s even in my eyebrows and on my scalp. Each winter is a torture for me. I am battling with depression as well. Luckily this last year it wasn’t so overbearing and I felt more human than I used to in the past. Nonetheless my anxiety is ravaging and leaving me crippled daily. I sound ridiculous talking about myself rn bcs in my brain I feel like you aren’t this sick or unwell you are faking this you are a horrible human for saying all this things but I know it’s probably my internal ableism and the internal critical subconsciously developed voices of my surroundings telling me I’m not actually sick and I need to go to work even if sick etc. Sigh. Idk where I wanted to go with this whole post. I know you guys don’t see often a personal post from me or posts from me and more reblogs of stuff I enjoy seeing and stuff I wanna boost and stuff I find important or relatable or stuff that I think might make someone feel better and less anxious or feel seen. I hope this is fine. I hope being more real is helpful. Maybe I should do this rambling on my other blog @unfilteredrealities where I tried to talk about life in a real way , unfiltered. You can even send in your own submissions if u want to.

Anyway thanks for reading my ted talk.

TLDR: I don’t know if I’m actually chronically ill and if I’m valid enough to label myself as that and then I rambled about my life experiences with audhd, did, anxiety, depression, pcos, psoriasis and there are more but I’m exhausted.

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seventeensbabye · 2 years

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《ᴘᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴏᴜʀ》

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☆ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs/ɴᴏᴛᴇs: ᴏʀᴀʟ sᴇx, ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ, ᴘᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴇᴛᴄ. (ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏғ ʀᴇᴀᴅ!)

☆ sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ɪᴛs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀsᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇsᴛғʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴜʟɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴇssʏ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ.

☆ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 7.9ᴋ

☆ ɢᴇʀɴᴇ: ғʟᴜғғ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ʜɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀᴜ!

☆ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢsᴏɴɢ x ʏ/ɴ (ꜰᴇᴍ)

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it was the first day of school now. our senior year. the last year we have to get our shit together but at the same time enjoy our youth. jay was up early. mom wasn't here because my mother and mr. park were preparing for the trip, getting everything set so they can leave the next day. it was 6:55 am. i just woke up, eyes still heavy, body basically paralized. i was still half sleep. dragging myself out of bed to get ready for the day. i felt drained, doing my morning routine, after throwing on my uniform then heading downstairs. i walked to the kitchen dragging my feet. it felt as if i haven’t ate in days. i was starving. jay was sitting at the counter eating a bowl of cereal he made. “ goodmorning sleepy-head. ” i walked to the cabinets where the cereal was, holding my stomach. “ goodmorning jay. ”

he laughed at the sight of my holding my stomach. “ your stomach is gonna hurt more if you make the cereal yourself. sit down and ill make it for you. ” he got up as i walked to the chair to sit down. walking over to the cabinet, he grabbed my favorite cereal and poured me a bowl, i sat down putting my head down because i was still extremely tired. after pouring the milk in and grabbing a spoon for me, he placed it in front of me and pat my head. “ wake up and eat. ” i brought my head back up and he smiled. i looked at the cereal before eating it and it shocked me to see he poured my favorite cereal. “ how did you know? ” he sat next to me. “ it’s been your favorite forever, how could i not know? ” i smiled lightly. “ well, thank you. ” i started to eat, trying to eat quickly because i was so hungry. “ slow down and take your time y/n, you’re gonna get the hiccups. ” he was exactly right because right after he said it, it happened. i got the hiccups. “ you’re just like a baby. ”

i pouted. “ i'm not a baby. ” he pinched my cheeks. “ dont pout sleepy-head, its okay. thats just my way of saying you look adorable. ” why was he always so positive? even after a chaotic summer he still remained happy and pretended as if it never happened. “ finish eating, we have to walk to school. ” i nodded and did as told. after finishing, i got up and put my bowl in the sink. walking to the door, i grabbed my bag and put on my shoes. i still have the hiccups and it was obvious that it was bothering me. i hate hiccups, i’ve always hated them. jay walked up behind me, tapping my shoulder. he had a bottle of water in his hands. “ drink it or you’ll keep being bothered with your hiccups. “ okay, thank you again. ” jay put on his shoes and walked out. i did the same. we started to walk to school. i tried opening the water bottle, struggling to do so.

i wanted to throw it because i couldn’t get it open but instead, i started to pout once more and i just gave up. i didnt wanna ask jay because he’s been doing a lot for me so i just kept quiet. walking with a pout jay stopped, standing in front of me. “ you still have the hiccups and now you’re pouting again so its really upsetting you, why didn’t you drink the water? ” i looked down at the ground. “ i cant open the bottle.. ” putting his hand under my chin, he held my head up. he grabbed the bottle from me and opened it, handing it to me. “ drink it. ” i took a sip of water. “ more, you have to drink quite a bit of it to get rid of them. ” i drunk more water. he stopped me as i almost drunk the whole bottle. “ thats enough y/n, if you drink all of it you’re gonna just keep getting the hiccups. ”

he put the bottle in my backpack. my hiccups stopped. “ see i told you. ” he held my hand up until we got to the school. once we got there i pulled my hand away. “ whats wrong? did i do something? ” i shook my head. “ no, i just dont want everyone to look at you weird thats all. ” jay was confused he thought i just didn’t want to be seen with him but that wasnt the case, they’ll just treat him how they treated anyone when they were around me, especially yeonjun. he got in to so many fights because he was dating me, i felt so guilty. “ well, lets just go get our schedules and go to class. ” he looked so worried but just as i thought, the girls started to approach him. “ y/n who is this? hes so handsome! ” i looked at jay. “ this is jay, jay park. he’s new here. ” the girl smiled. “ well jay, y/n isn't who’d you expect so it would be better if you hung out with us. ” she grabbed his hand and started to pull him away. jay looked back a me. i took a deep breath and put on one of my biggest smiles, waving at him. they dragged him into the building. i looked around, no one even looked at me. i was sad but i wasn’t gonna let that ruin my day. i started walking towards the building until i heard someone calling my name. when i turned around it was ningning. she looked so beautiful and happy. i waved keeping a smile on my face. she walked up to me hugging me. “ where’s jay? i thought he was coming with you. ” she looked around expecting to see jay. “ girls wanted to show him around so i let them, i mean he’s not my boyfriend so why would i stop them? ”

no more than a minute later, we see yeonjun and ryujin. i looked to the ground as they walked towards us. when they made it towards us i started to grip the straps of my backpack. “ hi. ” ryujin said sounding bored. “ hi, why are you here? ” ningning asked. “ yeonjun wanted to come over here, why would i say no? ” ningning rolled her eyes. “ where’s your boyfriend y/n? ” ryujin asked. “ he’s not my boyfriend.. ” she laughed. “ good you dont deserve one anyway. ” ningning grabbed my hand. “ ryujin stop talking, please. you’ve already made her uncomfortable once, dont do it again. ” ningning turned back towards yeonjin. “ stay away from her ryujin, if you speak to her theres gonna be a problem. ” she held my hand and walked me into the building. we made it to the hallway and we seen jay surrounded by everyone. standing right in front of some classroom. laughing with most of the girls i was bullied by.

he was known, just like that. it hurt but he was never here to know that i was bullied so i cant blame him. we went to go get our schedules and we had all of the same classes, that was a relief. the class that’ll dictate who i have most of my classes with is homeroom. the first class of the day. me and ningning walk pass jay and the group of females, walking into our class. we sat at the back of the class, not wanting to be bothered by anyone. we talked and waited for everyone to come to class as the bell was gonna ring.

*ring ring ring*

it was now 7:30 am. the school day has actually started. me and ningning didn’t see anyone we knew walk in so we thought it was gonna be peaceful but no ryujin, yeonjun, and jay all walked in at the same time. as if it was a setup. ryujin rolled her eyes when she seen me, mugging me like i “took” yeonjun from her again. she sat at the front of the class but yeonjun sat at the back 4 seats across from us. jay on the other hand was dragged along by some girl to sit next to him in the second row of the desks. there were 4 rows and 20 seats exactly. ningning looked at me and laughed. she thought it was funny but i didnt know why, like, this is bad to me. 2 of the most popular people then a boy to is already climbing to the top with them. this is gonna be the most chaotic year in the world. everyone was talking and making friends as the day went on, just not me. i couldn’t even hang out with the boy i lived with. ningning was there but she was also making friends while i just stood behind her awkwardly. i wanted to go home. eventually lunch hit, half of our classes were done.

only 4 left to go to. “ are you gonna eat lunch with me? ” jay asked while standing behind me. “ well you look like you have people waiting for you so i dont know. ” he laughed. “ dont worry about them, i wanna eat with you. ” he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “ you dont have a choice sleepy-head. ” i was a little irritated but hey as long as i'm not alone, i'm good. “ okay jay, dont call me sleepy-head at school though. ” we walked to the cafeteria together. after grabbing food we went to go sit with ningning and chenle. yeonjun and ryujin walked to our table and sat with us. jay looked upset, pissed off should i say. “ why are you sitting here? ” ningning asked. “ we were your friends before and they see us as your friends so why not sit with you? ” chenle laughed. “ you’re not our friends anymore, we dont care if it ruins your reputation thats fault on your end. ” chenle never talks like that, it was shocking to hear it. ryujin crossed her arms. “ okay, i'll apologize, y/n i'm sorry for treating you the way i did. i was really extra but im sorry. it won't happen again. ”

jay, yeonjun, chenle, and ningning all panned there eyes on me. “ i dont know what to accept ryujin, you bullshit every time. i get that being friends with me makes you seem like a good person but look all i can say is fuck you. you put me through hell. so no, i wont accept your shitty ass apology. ” ningnings jaw dropped, while jay, yeonjun, and chenle smiled. “ but you accepted yeonjuns apology. ” she said in the softest tone ever. “ i accepted his apology because i know he’ll actually try to change, you just bullshit and lie. ” she crossed her arms. “ so can he sit here? ” i nodded. “ i have nothing against him. ” she pouted. “ thats not fair! ”

ningning looked up at her giving her a death glare. “ nothings ever fair to you. now instead of causing problems and throwing fits, leave. yeonjun can stay if he’d like but you have to go. ” ryujin grabbed onto yeonjuns arm but he pulled away. she stood and and tried again. “ lets go yeonjun. ” he just sat there, he looked so emotionless. he shook his head telling her, he was gonna stay. he really did change, honestly. she got upset and got up; storming out. “ so you’re not gonna go get her. ” chenle asked. “ no, im tired of chasing her. ” chenle smiled and did his usually handshake with yeonjun. they were bestfriends before the fight happen. “ you changed bro and im proud of you. ” for the rest of lunch we all talked, jay barely said a word and just stared at me. the day went on; my classes were good. it hit 3:45 pm and the bell rung. the day was over. i was the first to be at the front of the school waiting for everyone to come out. ningning and chenle came out together, yeonjun came out next, and jay came out last. jay and yeonjun were both followed and crowded by a group of females. it was actually funny to watch.

“ so what are we doing? ” jay asked wrapping his arm around me. “ i wanna go to the arcade! ” ningning yelled out. “ please take us babe! ” she pulled on chenles jacket and started to jump around. “ okay, we’ll go. what time though? ” ningning screamed. “ 6:30! ” chenle looked around to see if everyone agreed. we all nodded. “ meet up at y/n’s house by 6:25. ” she let go of him and hugged me. “ i’ll see you later bestie. also yeonjun you’re riding with us because we need to talk to you. ” they all walked to chenles car. “ well i guess its time to go huh? ” jay said, grabbing my hand. we started walking home together. once we made it he showed his true colors. “ dont wear anything revealing or we’ll have a problem. ” he opened the door and held it open for me. “ whatever. ” i walked in taking off my shoes. he walked in behind me. his hand slipped around my waist and my back was pressed against his front. “ im serious, okay? ” i smiled a little, back hugs were my weakness. “ okay jay.. ” i got nervous; i was basically turning red.

he held me tighter; coming closer to my ear. “ dont let yeonjun touch you either, only i can do that alright? ” i slowly nodded. “ i wont let him touch me.. “ his soft lips brushed against my neck. “ you promise? ” he placed two kisses on my neck, sending a chill down my spine. “ i promise. ” after hearing, that he let go of me. taking his shoes off before walking to his room. before walking fully in, he stopped by his door. “ come here. ” listening i walked to his door. he opened it and pulled me in closing the door before pinning me against the wall. i looked up at him with big doe eyes. “ stop looking so innocent. ” his hand placed under my chin pulling my face closer to his. my eyes fell when his lips pressed against mines. his hands were then placed on my waist pulling me closer keeping our lips attached. our tongues collided as the kisses got deeper. his hands moved down to my ass. he rubbed and squeezed my ass; pulling away from the kiss. he placed light kisses on my neck. later sucking it, leaving slightly dark red marks on my neck.

he picked me up, carrying me to his bed. he laid me on the bed and hovered over me. leaning in to kiss me. his hands caressed my body. our tongues were tied. sloppy, wet, deep kisses. i put my hands on his chest, pushing him away. i cant have sex with him, not now. my sex drive is high. it feels like a huge pool of water down there. “ whats wrong beautiful? ” he stood up. “ we cant do this, at least not now. ” he pulled me up. “ why? ” i started to fix my skirt. “ i don't know, i’d just feel weird doing it now. ” he pouted. “ don't pout, jay, i'm just not ready to do this with you now.be patient please. ” he pulled me in for a hug; nearly squeezing me to death. “ fine; i’ll be patient. ” i smiled, patting his head. “ well we need to start getting ready before they get here. ” he let go of me and opened the door. i tried walking out but he just picked me up bridal style. “ what are you doing? ” he started to carry me to my room. “ im taking you to your room. ” he walked upstairs with ease. walking me to my bed then gently placing me on it. “ can i choose what you wear today? please, it wont be ugly. i promise. if you dont like it you can change. ”

“ okay jay, go ahead. ” he smiled and rushed to my closet. looking through it trying to find a nice outfit. maybe 5 minutes later he pulled out a outfit. a long pink tight dress and some white heels, not too high just perfect for me. “ hold on i have to go get something okay? ” i nodded and sat there wait for him to go get what he needed. he ran down to his room and grabbed his white suit jacket. he ran back to my room and handed the jacket to me. “ don’t you think this is a little too dressy for the arcade. ” he scoffed. “ we’ll only be there for a hour or so and after we’re gonna go somewhere else. ” he grabbed my hands. “ where are we going after, just me and you? ” he shook his head. “ no me, chenle and surprisingly yeonjun planned to go somewhere before ningning asked to go to the arcade. ” i tilted my head. “ so ryujin is coming? ” he shrugged. “ i have no clue he said he might take her but he promised to keep her under control if she came. ” i picked up my phone after it went off. “ ningning texted me. she’s confused because chenle did the same thing you did and chose her outfit. she’s saying its too dressy to be going to the arcade. ” he laughed. “ i know but look we have to start getting ready so i’ll leave you be right now. ” i nodded. he walked out my room closing the door behind him. i started to get ready; showering first before doing anything. i did my hair and my makeup. i put on the outfit he picked out and surprisingly the outfit was nice.

big huge curls i burned my hand trying to make look perfect. it was 6:15 now. they should be here in the next 10 minutes. i grabbed my phone, charger, lipgloss, and wallet. before walking outof my room i put in some diamond earrings that my mom gave me maybe a year ago and sprayed on some perfume. i turned off my light and walked downstairs. jay was sitting on the couch waiting for me. white button up, black tie, black, not too-tight pants, somewhat slick back hair, and a pair of glasses to throw it all together. why are we dressing this formal just to go to an arcade? i was confused but i just decided to go with it. “ you look pretty y/n. ” he got up and walked to me standing behind me. “ thank you handsome. ” i pulled out my phone to see if i really looked okay and i seen jay pulling something out of his pocket. he gently grabbed my phone and put it down. he had a box in his hand, i had an idea of what it was but i didn’t want to assume. he started to open the box pulling something out of it. “ pull your hair up for me please. ” he spoke so softly.

doing so i felt a cold piece of jewelry brush across my neck. there was something slightly heavier than the necklace chain itself weighing it down a little. once he finished putting it on for me he stepped in front of me. “ it looks just how i imagined. ” i looked down at the piece of jewelry hanging off the chain. it was a diamond. what the fuck was up with all these diamonds dude? i mean i liked it but it’s making me look richer than i really am. “ when did you get this jay? ” he placed his hand on my hip. “ i got it before moving here, when my dad told me i was gonna live with you, i was at the mall and i wanted to get you a gift because i knew you were gonna be mad at me for leaving when we were younger. i just couldn’t find the right time to give it to you. ” i wanted to shed a tear, he thought about me and spent money on me before meeting me again. “ oh well.. thank you, i like it; seriously. but it looks expensive and i have a hard time keep track of expensive things. ” he laughed. “ if you loose it ill just get another one. but i doubt you’ll loose it. ” he came closer aiming for a kiss but was rudely interrupted but the loud noise of the doorbell. he sighed and went to go open the door. ningning stormed in. “ we’re not going to the arcade huh? i know im not stupid, can someone explain where we’re going? ” she hated to dress formally so i could see why she was mad. yeonjun, chenle, and ryujin walked in behind her.

i wont lie ryujin and yeonjun looked great together. she matched using the color black, full black. ryujin was a very pretty woman, its just when she opens her mouth shes a totally different person. chenle had the same idea as jay, he dressed ningning in blue and black while he wore a black button up, white tie, and white suit pants. she had his black suit jacket over her shoulder, pearl earrings and a pearl necklace, he hair was pulled up and her makeup was light and simple. we looked so good, all i hope is that this night goes well. “ we’re not going to the arcade. ” chenle said. “ we decided to say we were but in reality there’s this little get together the senior class is having to start off the year, we basically planned it a year in advance. ” yeonjun stepped up as he spoke. “ why didn’t you guys just say that, we were confused, we thought we were going to the arcade extremely overdressed. ” ryujin spoke softly. “ i know but it ruins the fun of getting our extremely good looking ladies dressed up to go somewhere. ” jay stood next to me wrapping his arm around my waist. “ jay stop being cringe. ” ningning said laughing. jay rolled his eyes. “ PICTURE TIMEEEE, girls first. ” ningning grabbed my hand then ryujins pulling us outside. the boys followed us out and stood in front of us pulling out their phones. we did a couple of poses as the camera flashed away.

we all took separate pictures afterwards and lastly we took couple pictures. ningning and chenle taking them first, they always have been so cute together. they have a bond different from anyone you could possibly see together. they striked a couple poses before taking the last pictures as they kissed. next yeonjun and ryujin walked up together. doing a couple poses before yet again kissing to end it off. it was now me and jay’s turn. we walked up and i started to check how i looked making sure im picture ready. im not really a photogenic person so everytime i take pictures they look bad. i stood up straight while jay wrapped his hand around my waist. i smiled a little feeling a little awkward. they took a couple of photos before he pulled me closer to him, we were face to face. i was so shy, i couldn’t even look him straight in the eyes. he pulled my head back up giving me no choice but to look him in his eyes. the light continued to flash as he put both of his hands on my hip, my hands rested on his chest. he brought his face closer to mines, my breathing getting heavier. before going in for the kiss ne looked me in my eye making sure he gets a okay from me. i nodded and no more than a second later he went in for the kiss. he felt on my ass while he continued kissing me.

we heard ningning in the back screaming her fucking lungs out but the moment was a little too good so we toned her out. not too long later we decided to pull away from the kiss. i looked at him, ending up being more shy than i was before. my face was red, i tried so hard to hide my smile. covering my smile every time i felt i wasn't gonna be able to control it. “ YOU FUCKING KISSED! ” she screaming jumping in heels. “ babe calm down, you’re gonna break your ankle. ” he held her hand. “ i just cant.. they kissed, in front of me. wait are you two together yet? ” she looked at me. i looked up at jay and he just stood there smiling. “ well it’s time to go or we’ll be late. ” we all nodded and started to fill up the car. i walked back into the house grabbing my bag off the stand table in the middle of the living room. i looked around for a little, my mind was filled with jay and the way he made me feel. jay walked in the house. “ whats wrong beautiful? you okay? ” he slowly walking towards me. i looked away from him, feeling too nervous to even look him in the eye. why was i feeling this way? i’ve had sex before but with him, kissing, hugging, and even him being too close or making eye contact with me makes me nervous.

“ uh, yes.. ” when he reached me i started to feel shaky. i put my head down. “ are you nervous around me? ” i nodded slowly. his hand under my chin lifting my head up. “ within the next few weeks i hope you grow out of your nervousness but we have to go okay? ” my heart was pounding. “ okay.. ” he gently grabbed my hand and led me to the door. he turned off the lights, walking outside to the car. we made sure the door was locked before we got in. when we were sure we had everything chenle pulled off. we made it to the party in about 20 minutes. everyone got out of the car when we got there, walking into the big opened doors. i was holding jays hand when i walked in. we caught quiet a few peoples attention when we walked in. everyone was dressed so basic and in plain colors like black, white, and red. me and ningning looked at each other seeing we were the only ones who stood out. a few girls walked up to jay. “ why are you with her? i wanted you to be my date. ” the girl pouted. “ well i wanted her to be my date, she looks good right? ” he said, pulling me closer. the girl mugged me. “ whatever but i can show you a better night than she ever can. she’s boring and she’s a virgin so what can she do for you? ”

yeonjun walked up to us after overhearing the conversation. “ who said that because she was a “ virgin ”, she was unable to show someone a good night? i overhear too many people saying you don’t give them good times, when their time comes anyway so you shouldn’t be speaking. ” feeling embarrassed, she looked at the ground and walked away. chenle and ningning walked up to us. “ y/n, how do you keep the fact that you’re not a virgin a secret? that shit is hard man. plus you did it with mr. choi so i cant see how you keep so private. ” chenle said looking confused. “ i choose not to tell people and keep away any hints because i dont want her being uncomfortable. i have no doubt that if he does anything with her people will find out because he’d do the same exact thing. ” chenle looked at yeonjun. “ but people know you did something with ryujin. how come you didn’t treat her like that? ” she crossed her arms. “ i wanted people to know. so i told him not to hide it because it would be easy to find out anyway. ” she tucked her hair behind her ear. “ y/n, can i talk to you outside please? ” ningning grabbed my hand. “ why? she’s not talking to yeonjun, what do you need from her. ” i looked at ningning.

“ its fine, yes we can talk. ” ningning let go of my hand and me and ryujin walked outside. standing a little father from the door we found a spot more comfortable to talk. “ well i wanted to talk to you so i can really apologize to you. ” she looked at the ground and messed around with her hands. “ im honestly so sorry about the drama i caused, no im not apologizing because yeonjun asked me to im doing it because i want to. i feel guilty, i did everything just to get yeonjun to talk to me even if that meant that i had to start drama and ruin our friendship. everyone cares about you so much and i would never see why. you’re just a really good person overall and i want to fix what we had even if that means starting over. i dont want to be seen as a bully by people that care about you. please accept my apology y/n im seriously sorry. you are the sweetest and most caring person alive and i dont want to loose that forever. ” i grabbed her hands. “ this was all i’ve been waiting for ryujin, i dont hate you. i dont care how hurt i am, ill always care for you. i accept you’re apology ryujin, i really do. thank you for apologizing hun. ” she looked up, looking sorry. “ can i get a hug.. please..? ” i nodded smiling and she hugged me. melting into the hug the longer we hugged i can tell she changed alot. next thing i know, she was in tears. sniffling. “ are you okay? ” she shook her head. “ its okay ryujin im right here. ” i rubbed her back giving her more comfort. “ i made him leave you.. i feel so bad, he was in love with you.. ”

she hid her face into my chest. “ ryujin, i asked him to change you. i wanted you to change and be happy with him. you dont have to worry about me, i found someone else now. ” she brung her face back up, wiping her tears. “ who..? jay? ” i nodded. “ really? ” she continued to wipe her tears. “ yes, jay makes me feel good but at the same time nervous. ” she smiled. “ well im glad you’re happy. ” i pat her head. “ well, are you ready to go back in? ” she grabbed my hands. “ yeah but do i look okay? ” i nodded. “ you look gorgeous. ” i smile while we walked back inside. our friend group was now fixed and put back together. yeonjun, ningning, jay, and chenle just stared at us. “ what happened? why are you two holding hands? ” the whole group was in shock. “ i apologized because i didnt want to stop being friends with her. i felt guilty and i just wanted to fix what we had. ” ryujin hugged me. “ wow. yeonjun… what did you tell her? ” yeonjun laughed. “ i didn’t tell her anything, she did that on her own. ” ningning covered her mouth. “ i just cant believe it. she never apologizes. ” ryujin stopped hugging me. “ well i just did but can we just leave this alone and enjoy tonight? ” everyone put on their biggest smiles. “ HELL YEAH! ” they all shouted loudly. as the night went on we all danced, sung, and just spent time with each other. this was a night to remember. it was 12 am now. everyone was drunk and tired. me, ningning and ryujin had maybe 5-6 shots tonight. the boys were the only one who were fine since they had only 2 shots each.

chenle picked up the very fucked up ningning off of the couch. “ i’ll be in the car waiting for you guys. ” he walked out, carrying her to the car. ryujin was drunk, dancing to the slightly still loud music playing in the background. a lot of people were still here. they’ll probably keep the party going until 3 in the morning but we well at least ningning and ryujin were fucked up to the point were we couldn’t stay. he went to go grab her and they walked to the car. jay, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my hand. “ are you okay y/n? ” i was really tipsy yes but not drunk. i nodded and laid my head on his shoulder. “ you ready to go? ” i held his thumb. “ yes. ” he stood up in front of me and held out his hand. i grabbed his hand and got up. he walked me outside. i stumbled and tripped over my foot more than twice. he opened the car door and picked me up, placing me on the seat. yeonjun sat on the left side with ryujin sitting on his lap. i sat in the middle while jay sat on the right. ningning was knocked out in the passenger seat. i, once again, grabbed jay’s thumb. resting my head on his shoulder. i started to doze off while chenle took us home. me and jay got dropped off first.

i fell asleep on the ride home so jay had to carry me inside. when we made it inside, he placed me on the couch. once my head hit the pillow i quickly woke up having believed that i fell asleep at the party, in someones room. jay was taking off his shoes when he seen i woke up. “ are you okay? ” i scratched my head. “ mhm, im sorry. ” he walked towards me. “ no need to apologize. do you want me to take you to bed? ” he bent down and started taking off my heels. “ jay.. ” after taking off both of my heels, he looked up at me. “ hmm? ” he placed his hand on my leg. “ i don't wanna sleep alone.. ” his hand moved up to my thigh. “ so you want to sleep with me beautiful? ” i nodded. the gently squeeze i felt on my thigh made my sex drive sky rocket through the roof. i felt my heartbeat pounding but not through my chest, i felt it down there. “ okay beautiful. ” he stood up, picked me up, and walked to his room. he closed the door behind him and sat me down on his bed. he walked over to the closet and grabbed a pair of sweats and a oversized tee.

walking back over to me he sat the clothes next to me. “ do you want me to get you changed? ” changed? i wanted something more but i was too scared to tell him. i nodded slowly. he slipped his suit jacket off my shoulders and placed it behind me. “ can you stand? ” he stuck out his hand lending me a little support as i stood. i turned around seeing he was gonna unzip my dress for me. he unzipped my dress taking his time while doing so. after he fully unzipped my dress, i felt as the cold air from his slightly opened window brush past my skin causing me to get a few slight chills. “ are you cold y/n. ” he said whispering in my ear. “ i can make you warmer if you’d like. ” he pulled my hair to the side, pushing himself onto me as my dress fell to the floor. his hands sliding around my waist. “ i really want to keep you up all night but you’re basically drunk right now and i want you to be well rested and energized before we do anything. ” fuck, why did i have to drink tonight. “ well.. i’m a little more energized than before.. ” i wanted it badly. “ no, its fine beautiful.. i’ll wait. ” he placed a few kissed on my neck before pulling away.

when he pulled away i turned around. my half naked body facing towards him. he seen everything out in the open and i was willing to show him more. he grabbed his shirt off of the bed and started to put it on me. after pulling it over my head i started to pout. “ i don't wanna sleep.. ” his eyes were aligned with mine. “ don't forget we have school in the morning y/n. i know you want to say up and i do to but we cant. ” he pulled my arms through the sleeves. i started to get teary-eyed. “ please don't cry beautiful.. it’s okay, i’ll make it up to you. i promise.. i just want you to get rest for school tomorrow. ” a few tears fell and a smile on his face grew while he pulled me to his chest. i laid my head on his chest and even more tears fell. now i’m crying because i’m embarrassed. why do i want this man so bad? being that we’re bestfriends i thought he’d make it easier for me but no. it’s harder and way more embarrassing. he rubbed my back. i tried wiping my tears but they continued to fall. it started to irritate me seeing that i couldn’t stop. “ look at me.. ” i slowly brought my head up. he started to wipe my tears.

“ don't make yourself overwhelmed or frustrated. i can please you until you fall asleep if you’d like. i think you deserve it. ” i shook my head. “ you don't have to, i can sleep. ” he wiped the last tear that fell down my face. “ no, its okay. ” i pulled away from his arms and walked over to his bed. i laid down and pulled the blanket over me. “ hurry and change please.. i want you to lay with me.. ” he changed and walked over to the bed. once he got in bed i climbed into his arms. he held me tight, keeping me extra warm. i looked at him and put on a light smile. “ you feel better now? ” i nodded. he kissed my head and also put on a smile. i shook my head. “ what? ” i pointed at my lips. he chuckled. “ you want a kiss? ” nodding again he went in for the kiss. his lips were so warm and soft. i didn’t want him to stop kissing me. he started to pull away but i put my hand on his cheek and continued to kiss him. before it got to far he pulled away.

i pouted after he pulled away. “ don't pout beautiful. we cant kiss all night. ” i poked his chest. “ why? ” i whined. “ y/n you’re such a baby. ” i continued to poke his chest. “ im not a baby, im a big girl. ” i climbed on top of him. “ no you’re a baby, so cute and whiny. ” his hands caressed my thighs. i shook my head. “ i can be a cute and whiny big girl. ” he smiled. “ i guess beautiful, you’re just my big baby. ” he squeezed my thighs. “ your big baby? no one else’s? just yours? ” he nodded. “ just mine. ” his voice was making me feel all soft and fuzzy inside. i took the rubber band that was on my wrist and tied up my hair. doing so i felt as jay’s print hardened and pushed up against my pussy. i looked back at jay and giggled. “ what? i can't control my hormones. especially when you look as good as you do. ” i started to blush, why does he always compliment me for the little things? it makes me nervous. he pinched my cheeks. “ you’re always so nervous no matter how bold you may be when you make actions, your face turns cherry red in seconds. ” i covered my face feeling a little embarrassed. “ ever since we were little you’ve been like this, if i even sat next to you at lunch you’d turn red and get quiet. it was always so adorable to me. i wish i never left, i was basically sobbing when i had to leave. ” i tilted my head. “ why? ” he sighed.

“ i thought i was never gonna see you again. for maybe until i was 15 or 16 i continued to bring you up to my dad but he always ignored me. eventually he started talking about a business trip when i turned 17 and he was struggling to find someone to go with him to be his assistant and for a while I forgot about you and your family. before it hit my 18th birthday he ask me if i had any friends still living in korea then i remembered that you still lived in korea and i hurried and told him about you again, he was a little skeptical about calling your mom but eventually he did. it took so much stress off my chest. it felt like someone helped me lift a weight when he told me we were coming to visit you. i never expected to be living with you though. hearing that alone made my life better, you would never understand how hard it was to live without you y/n. ” i brushed my fingers through his hair. “ i wanted to come on your birthday but we had to come later because he had things to do, i still have the gift i was planning to give you. do you want it now? ” i nodded. he tapped the side of my thighs, hinting to me to get up. i got off of him.

he got up and walked over to the closet. i hugged my legs and laid my head on my knees. he grabbed a box off of the top shelf and walked back over to me. it was a pretty white box wrapped in lace, he had the box for months now and it still looked as if he just bought it. he sat at the edge of the bed and placed the box next to him. i crawled over to him and sat next to him. he pulled my legs over his lap and placed the box in my hands. “ can i open it? ” he nodded. i neatly unwrapped the lace from around the box. pulling off the lid, revealing a bunch of pictures from our childhood and 2 small white bags. i started to look through the pictures. the tears fell as i continued to look through. we were so young and happy. he watch as i balled my eyes out looking at every picture. “ i want things to go back to the way they were.. ” i said sniffling. he held me tightly rubbing my back. “ i know, i do to. but im here now and we can make just as many happy memories now that we’re older. ” he kissed my head then reached his hand in the box grabbing the two small bags.

he put them in my hands. he let go of me and i started to wipe my tears. after stopping myself from crying, I opened one of the bags in my hand. it was a charm bracelet. i felt like crying again but i held it in and opened the next bag. it was a necklace, my initial and his with a heart in the middle. “ do you like it? ” i nodded and smiled. “ thank you jay. ” he kissed my cheek. “ i know its not a lot but i really wanted to give you this. it's fine if you don't like it too much. ” i shook my head. “ no, i love it jay, i really do. ” i put all of the pictures and the jewelry back in the box. he grabbed the top of the box and closed it for me then sat it on the dresser in front of us. he stood in front of me looking down at me. i looked up at him. he leaned in closer, bringing his face only 6 inches away from mine. he came closer causing me to lean back. once my head touched the bed, he went in for a kiss. the kiss started off slow and gentle. his chest pressed against mine.

the kisses got deeper and slightly rough. his hands gripping my waist. his print re-hardening the deeper the kisses got. i started to become more needy than before. his print rubbed against my pussy making me whimper. “ you want it? ” i nodded desperately. jay smirked while running his hands down my body. i slightly quivered from the feeling of his soft hands. he kissed down my neck and pulled off my shorts. i closed my legs feeling a little nervous now. “ don't be scared y/n, i’ll take care of you. plus you’ve done this before so you know how it should feel. ”i covered my lower half with the shirt he let me wear. “ its different seeing im doing it with you jay.. it feels different. ” he held my wrist slowly moving them getting me to uncover myself.

“ what's so different between me and him? ” i shrugged. “ he wasn’t a main part of my life until i turned 16. you’ve been in my life since i was 3. ” he pulled off his shirt, revealing his slightly tanned, smooth skin, and soft abs. “ well okay, thats a point but why are you more uncomfortable with me than with a stranger? ” he threw the shirt to the floor. “ jay, i don't know. you two are just different when it comes to me.. ” he sighed. “ just let me show you why we’re different, y/n. ” he looked irritated. “ ja- ” he put his hand over my mouth. “ i don't wanna hear anything coming from your mouth except moans. ” he pulled his hand away then started hovering over me again, moving down to my pussy. like hooks he held onto my legs placing me in a position comfortable for me and him both. the light kisses, bites, and licks on my thigh turned me on more than expected. he placed a kiss on my clit before getting fully into it. the warmness of his wet tongue swiping past my clit every few seconds.

i whined from pleasure. bucking up my hips every time he sucked on my clit. the softness of his lips making it feel 10 times better. the moans trapped in my throat releasing out into the room the more he licked. his slim, long fingers sliding in me as he licked faster. “ ah, f-fuck.. ” my eyes rolled to the back of my head the more his fingers went in and out of me. i ran my fingers through his hair before gripping a small portion of it. “ you can grab more baby, it’s okay. ” he said before continuing to do his work. listening, i grabbed a bit more hair. i felt a smile grow as he was down there. does he like getting his hair pulled? i continued to tug at his hair as he ate. my moans getting louder and louder by the second. his fingers getting pulled out of me but pushed back in as quick as possible. i felt my legs shaking, i tugged his hair a little harder. “ j-jay.. ” he brought his head up and looked me in the eyes. his fingers still fucking my hole. “ i.. i- ” he tilted his head. “ get it out baby. ” his fingers started to move faster. all i felt was pleasure, i couldn’t even get a full sentence out. “ i-.. c-cuming.. ” my hips bucked up once more. “ cum for me then. ” he pushed his fingers in deep as i came. he pulled out his fingers and licked them clean. “ you look and taste amazing beautiful. ” i was a fucking wreck. my body was slightly shaking as i laid there.

he got up and laid next to me. i rolled over and climbed on him. hiding my face into his chest. “ you don't want to do anything else?.. ” i asked quietly. he shook his head. “ i wanna wait. plus we still have to make it to school in the morning. i just did this to put you to sleep beautiful. ” he kissed my head. “ sleep well. ” after hearing him say that i fell straight to sleep.

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decaffinatedfrog · 1 year

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In his eyes PT 7

Joel Miller fanfic

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Tlou

Summary: When your sister and her husband died, your left in charge of your niece. What happens when you encounter a man and another teen on a quick supply run?

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It had been a while since you got a good rest. Usually you're the first person to be up and getting things going but your going through a tough moment. A few months ago you injured yourself after running away from clickers at night. It confirmed your suspicion that raiders had been in this town recently but you just weren't sure how close they were to you. The aches on your body were strong enough for you to groan as you stood up, but not loud enough to wake up Sarah, who was curled next to you. You made your way outside to get some air and enjoy the pretty show of stars. Lost in your thoughts, and in the show of stars, you still managed to hear Joel approach you.

"We're leaving tomorrow morning" he quietly said standing next to you. Your heart clenched at those words you knew were coming, but it felt nice to have someone there. The silence was loud, it was hurting you. "I've got some things you can take" was all you said before both of you walked back down.

Joel was double checking his pack when you walked over to him with the pack you made him. "Here" you said as you gave them to him. "It's a bit hard for us to carry all these things, I think you guys can make better use for it" you continued to explain.

"Thank you" he quietly mumbled. He graciously took the packs from you, making room in their backpacks to carry. Sitting next to him, you felt comfortable. No tension, no urge, just calm. "What's next for you?" he asked, breaking the silence. "I honestly do not know. I've been to a town over, found a place near a lake but I'm still a bit hurt and wont be able to travel far " you explained, playing with your fingers.

Joel's' mind instantly ran to the thought of him kicking you off of Ellie and hurting you. "How about you guys?" you asked back. He then told you about his brother in Wyoming and how they planned to get there. Joel thought about asking you to join them but he didn't even know where he was going to go exactly or what was next.

"Thank you for letting me rest. I've been scouting for the last couple weeks. Found raiders and clickers, both times I got hurt. I can't express how thankful I am for you guys sparing my life" you said quietly.

Watching you crawl to Sarah was one of the most horrific things he's seen in all his years. It hit too close to home. Is that what Tommy saw as he crawled to his Sarah? The cries you let out were worse than hearing someone get hurt.

Joel stayed quiet. He wasn't sure how to respond.

You said your good nights and fell asleep..

Next morning.

You stood at the doorway with Sarah, watching Joel and Ellie getting ready to walk away. Your heart felt a little empty, but it was for the best. Missing the touch of humanity. From the corner of your eye, you could see Sarah being fidgety, but she' probably feeling the same right now.

"Ellie invited us to go with them y/n' "Sarah, I don't think that's a good idea. "

"I hate it here. I hate this life we carry. Its unfair to me, all we do is sit in one place and then leave when we get too comfortable. If you don't want to go, ill go. Everyone we love died because you couldn't keep them safe. I don't want to be the next one to die because of you!" you gasped in horror of the words that came out of her mouth. Where did all of these words full of hatred come from? Your throat started to burn but you wouldn't let the tears fall. Joel looked away but Ellie watched it all unfold in front of her.

"don't you dare mention them to me. I have done nothing but kept you safe for all these years. Do you need me to remind you of what happened a couple days ago? You couldn't even run. You're not going and that's final!" you yelled back "You're not my mom. You don't get to make these choices for me anymore. How are you going to keep me alive with your bad knee and back? that's right, you wont. " said Sarah as she ran to get her stuff. You looked at Joel and Ellie.

Joel was scolding Ellie for inviting Sarah with them, but in a second Sarah was already next to them. She looked back at you with anger in her eyes but you didn't know what to do. "I won't be here if you come back, Sarah" you yelled to her as she walked away. It was all you could say. You were too hurt to say anything else.

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A/N Hi everyone, thank you for reading! New chapter will be up 05-12-2023

#joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fic #joel miller x reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller angst #tlou hbo #joel miller x you #ellie williams #oc tlou

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museum-spaces · 10 months

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oh gang I have been over doing it lately.

Here's a list of everything I did since last Sunday [6 August 2023]

Sunday; get up, get shower, eat food, convince myself to go to Vancouver Pride. It's about an hour away via public transit. Met up with a new 'friend' [thank you grindr, just friends thanks gang] and went in. watched for 3 hours, then walked through the festival for a few hours. Get home before dark, but couldn't tell you when.

Monday; stat holiday, walk Ianto, sleep, walk Ianto, sleep

Tuesday; Walk Ianto at 6ish, back to work; work all day on projects and staff needs, at 4 have a 1 hour meeting with 3 other people, at 5 have a 1 hour meeting with the Boss Man, take Ianto to dog park, get home after 8pm

Wednesday; walk Ianto at 6ish, very similar to Tuesday with added 'oh shit one of our staff won't be available for 5 days he's supposed to work leaving it up to me, and one other staff because the other two staff have vacation time and won't be in Canada' stress. Take Ianto to the dog park, get home between 7 and 8.

Thursday;walk Ianto at 6ish, just me and my Second for most of the day at the museum, lots of uping and downing of stairs to take care of things.

Friday; walk Ianto at 6ish, get to work, work for 2 hours, get lift to Museum of Vancouver for professional development, be told lunch would happen there so I didn't bring anything... lunch does not happen. Learn about native plants, new methods of display, and some other very cool things. Get back to the Museum at 4, eat a frozen muffin, work for an hour before taking Ianto to the dog park, get home between 7 and 8pm.

Saturday; get up late, walk Ianto from about 7-8;30/9. get breakfast and plan on starting laundry. Fall asleep until 4;30 instead. wake up feeling SO ILL but Ianto needs to go outside. Decide to take my cane for the first time since moving. forget to bring my cane. find a stick that is about 2 inches too short. walk Ianto to a dog park [not our usual]. get asked if I am about to pass out by one of the humans there. wave her off and lean heavy on my stick. eventually sit my ass down on the ground. go home and sleep.

Sunday; get up and walk Ianto at 6ish. get home and realize I'm going to fall asleep again. Set my alarm because I need groceries and to do laundry. wake up and crawl back out of bed shortly after noon. sit on my couch and lose it because I know I will not be able to go shopping. Break down and order grocery delivery. Crawl into the shower and scrub off. have a nap. take Ianto out again. Get home at about 8, think about ordering delivery dinner. fall asleep instead.

Monday; wake up to the delivery app still open on my phone. walk Ianto, go to work, spend a few hours in the front of house, then a few hours in my office, then a few hours working with the treasurer.. yay training. take Ianto to the dog park but it's too hot for him to play, so go to the water instead. get home at about 6;30, before I let myself sit down I started my laundry, ordered dinner in, and hopped in the shower. By the time I got out of the shower dinner was ready [yay]. then grocery delivery got here. now siting on my couch zoning out.

I am so tired yo. I did not leave out any showers or other chores. I have not done dishes. I have not swept. Not brushed or trained with Ianto.

Just work and sleep and 2 outings.

The next 2 weeks are going to be a nightmare because of staffing fuckery. fuck fuck fuck.

I need to remember I am actually disabled and although I have much more energy than I did before, I also have much longer working hours/requirements.

I think part of the hard part is that I genuinely enjoy the work. And the activities. After the first 3 hours at pride I knew I'd struggle on monday but I was having such a euphoric time that I couldn't leave. Like, at Camel Town I was always a little bit annoyed by the situation. At the hotel I was just there to pay rent... and I failed at that. But I really really like this place, gang.

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arduadastra · 1 year

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An unhinged recap of TLOU EP3

Honestly read at your own peril, I cried a lot in this one

*spoilers ahead*

So right off the bat I played TLOU with my partner very soon after it came out, and then again.....and again......(and again) a few more times so I thought I was ready for this. I was ready for grissly asshole bill needing to go find Frank because he's only gone and got himself in some shit and yeah joel and ellie come along I know where a battery is but oh no Frank got bit?! and have a cry but did we get that? No. Do i wish we did? Absolutely not.

But i am kinda bummed we didnt get pedro pascal caught upside down shooting at zombies because of Frank's trap....thats one of my all time favourite scenes

ANYWAY

The whole set up to Bill and who he is, is done so well and with comedy too. It's meant to be ridiculous in a way that someone like bill, a prepper and lets be real we all know one, who 9/10 is called crazy is now the smart one and we see him living his best solo life in his mini town

5. Years pass im thinking huh, that isnt too long, we arent up to present day yet and then i see my boy frank in a hole and im thinking OH YEAHHHH we get some BACKSTORY

6. "there is no girl" "i know" - why did this make me laugh yet cry in the same breath? its so bloody unfair people can grow up without knowing what it is to love and be loved simply because some assholes out there made it 'not the norm' and considering how bill grew up, im sure that didnt help either.

7. "have you done this before?" "no"

8. Young joel in that sunshine? eating with that fork on a fancy plate with pedro's non grey hair and looking clean as frick? this was for the pedro simps and i APPROVE

8.5 MY BOYS JUST WANNA GROW STRAWBERRIES OK

9. the raiders hit, im thinking SHIT here we go, this is when theyre gonna kill frank and joel and ellie will show up and bill will be an asshole and joel will think nothing of it and ill be screaming at my tv and all will be right in the wor- wait what BILL GOT HIT?!

10. oh he's fine

11. Frank isn't though

12. This is where im prepping myself right? I KNEW since i started this episode that he would die, he died in the game and he's gotta die here but im not liking this.

13. Bill stop naming Frank's pills fun names im literally crying

14. Frank: "This is my last day" Me:

15. I dont need to write the speech he made because honestly if i did i'll just cry again and im writing this on my laptop and i really cant afford a new one but you all know that made you cry too

16. THEY. GOT. MARRIED. ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?! ARE YOU?! BECAUSE THIS SUCCEEDED MAN YOU DID IT - WELL DONE

17. Now here i am, tears streaming down my face when you lose something you cannot replace Frank has drunk the wine, im a puddle and then Bill.....this mother fricker....downs his glass and im thinking wait a miniute here....this isnt what happened in the game

18. "objectively.....that is very romantic"

19. ........ *frank castle voice* wait wait wait wait wait WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT

20. my ass is in denial right, im like nah ok bill is gonna wake up and that'll be horrifying and heartbreaking because now hes forced to live on without the love of his life and joel and ellie arrive and his door is locked and i knew this aint the way it's gonna be

21. the letter. I need say nothing more.

22. So after ALL THAT, all the sobbing and crying and pact and 'we left a window open' they're just gonna throw at me some joel and ellie bonding in the car? theyre gonna give me the game quotes of 'what you say goes' ????????????????

TLDR: EP3 was beautiful and heartwarming and then soul sucking all at once. While i didnt get my refirdgerator scene i got something so much more and I loved them for that. Now im just hoping ellie found those magasines because best BELIEVE thats another of my all time favourite scenes from the game

#tlou #bill and frank #bill and frank the last of us #the last of us ep 3 #the last of us hbo #the last of us series #joel miller #pedro pascal

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roselink2123 · 2 months

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ive been doing pretty bad yall, binging yesterday with a donut and burger king like wtf is wrong with me, then i had like 6 slices of bread with peanut butter today. i feel so gross, i did work out twice so i know i won't gain too much and i did make sure to stop eating before 7 so i stopped at 6:30, i am kind of proud of myself because i was going to make more food after my binge but then i really really reaaallly thought about it and looked myself dead in the eyes and decided not to so im pretty happy about that because i know it could have been a lot worse, it also would have been worse if it had been that pizza i threw away or mozzarella sticks or those chicken nuggets, that probably would have been more ca!s but still its not great, im not happy about it but im glad i made the decision to stop when i could have just kept going. tomorrow im hanging out with my boyfriend for most of the afternoon and hopefully that'll mean i eat less because i always feel so judged eating in front of him, not because he's ever judged me, my size, my weight nor what i eat but he's kind of a judge-y person and idk its probably the 3d too so i don't always eat a ton around him. ill stretch and work out in the morning hopefully, im on my spring break so ive been sleeping in super late to especially avoid eating any extra ca!s that come with waking up earlier. tomorrow i might wake up earlier though so i can clean and work out and then get ready like take a shower and stuff. idk hopefully it goes well, i feel like if i say it on here to the few people that may get to the bottom of this post im more likely to do better and hold myself accountable like 'all these people are counting on you' kinda think yk? anyway thank you for reading my rant if you made it this far, i hope you had/are having/are going to have an amazing day <3

#an0r3c1a #light as a 🪶#ana advice #4n4rexia #4n4blr #ana rant #tw ana rant #ed rant #venting

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exoticbabe69 · 2 years

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Theseus Scamander x reader.

✨Love is magical✨

It’s Saturday, the birds are chirping outside your window, the sun is out and the snow is beginning to melt a little. The day is already off to an amazing start, you wake up grinning from ear to ear remembering your conversation with the handsome stranger you met the night before. Theseus Scamander *ah, what a lovely and unique name* you thought to yourself, it’s almost mystical sounding. You dance out of bed and begin your day feeling like you’re on top of the world.✨

After making breakfast and cleaning your home a bit, you start to panic. “What the hell am I going to wear on my date tonight?” Shwooooshhhh, you hear the weather outside changing, suddenly it’s more gloomy now the sun is gone and it begins to snow again. Anyone else would find it strange that when their mood changes so does the weather around them, but you grew up with certain weird things always transpiring. So much that they all seemed normal to you now. Like when anyone would make you upset almost immediately after they’d trip or accidentally bump into something, or how anytime you wanted anything deeply whether it was a toy or a good grade it would always manifest or appear for you. Not to mention your healing powers, whenever someone felt ill or down, being in your presence always made them feel better and at peace. Even now worrying about what to wear to dinner, 5 minutes into searching your closet the gorgeous dress you bought 2 weeks ago is hanging untouched and you sigh relieved. It was an elegant deep v neck red dress that accentuated your beautiful figure, plus you had the perfect red lipstick to match.

You put your favorite record on and start getting ready for your date. The clock struck 6 and you hear a knock at the door. Butterflies immediately fill your stomach and you run to the mirror for a quick last minute glance to make sure you looked okay, you were stunning. You open the door and Theseus is standing there with a huge grin on his face. He was wearing a matching suit with a scarf, his brown curls were slicked back a bit, he looked as handsome as you remembered. In his hands were a dozen red roses “these are for you y/n, you look absolutely breath taking” he couldn’t stop staring at you with these googoo eyes, almost like they were filled with love. You thank him and give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Shall we get going then?” He says, taking your hand in his. As you both walk outside you notice a horse drawn carriage arrive. Theseus looks at you and says “I figured this would be a good way to show you the town.” Your heart was filled with joy, how romantic you thought to yourself. You set off on the ride and rest your head on his shoulder. Theseus wraps one arm around you and the other he uses to hold your hand. There was something so warm and familiar about him.

After getting a magical city carriage tour, you and Theseus arrive at a fancy restaurant *Le petite fleur.* You order food and drinks and talk more about your lives. He opens up to you talking about his family, his brother Newt, and how stressful his job is. You say “who knew architecture would be such a stressful field to work in.” He looks down and chuckles awkwardly “yeah.”

“So what does your brother Newt do for work?”

“He’s a magi— zoologist”

“A what?”

“A zoologist.”

“Oh how fascinating!” You say.

Theseus looks to the orchestra playing music in the front of the restaurant. There are couples dancing around that middle area. “May I have this dance” he smiles and asks. “You may” you reply. You both get up and head to the dance floor. He wraps both arms around your waist and you gently place your arms around his neck. You two are gazing into each other’s eyes as you slow dance. “I think I might be falling for you” Theseus whispers in your ear. The night couldn’t be any more perfect. As you rest your head on his shoulder, you look up to see a white owl flying outside the restaurant. Theseus stops dancing abruptly “I’ll be right back!” he says nervously. When he returns he tells you he has to go, some urgent work related matter has come up. “I’ve paid for the bill and the carriage will take you home, I’m so sorry y/n, I want nothing more than to spend the rest of this amazing evening with you and make sure you get home safely but I must go.” He looks into your eyes with compassion and kisses your hand.

“What in the actual fuck?” You think to yourself. “What could possibly be this urgent on a Saturday for someone that works in architecture?” “Is he lying?” “Did he not enjoy the date?” “Is he secretly married?” A million thoughts raced through your head. You being the inquisitive being that you are, decided to follow him discreetly. As you saw him turn the corner you peaked around, seeing him take what looked like a wooden stick out of his pocket.

Boom! A flash of light appeared and he was gone! You couldn’t believe what you just saw. “Am I hallucinating?!” “Did he really just disappear into thin air?” You start to feel your face and body to make sure you weren’t dreaming. You weren’t.

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