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sunflowersandsapphires · 7 months

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Fall Drabbles, Day 6

prompt: beanie

pairing: Matt Murdock x fem!reader

summary: Matt takes an interest in your knitting.

warnings: swearing, sweet fluff as always

a/n: This one is all over the place because I'm thinking through a new fic for later this year, but it's still cute (I think). Hope you all enjoy!

w/c: <1k

“Let the marathon commence!” Foggy exclaimed, turning out the lights with a malicious laugh, before immediately lighting a few candles (that he claimed were for “the vibe”, but you were pretty sure it was because he was too chicken to sit in the dark while watching scary movies.)

Tilting your head towards Matt, you shook your head ”Remind me how the two of us got roped into a movie marathon?”

Though you and Foggy got along really well, your interests aligned more closely with Matt's. Whether that was because you'd known the blind lawyer since he was picking fights at St. Agnes, or because you were an introvert who preferred a good book to the cheesy special effects of Foggy's favorite films, it was unclear. Yet here you were, planted comfortably next to Matt on Foggy's worn out couch, about to work your way through his top five scary movies.

While you had little interest in the activity, you had no idea why Matt had signed up to take part in it. Not only were movies not something he regularly indulged in, for obvious reasons, but he had previously admitted to you that horror movies were some of his least favorite because all of the jump scares were ruined by the audio descriptions.

Shifting so that his shoulder pressed up against yours, Matt chuckled. “Because Fog asked us to, and we would do just about anything for him.”

You grumbled in dejected acceptance, unzipping the large pocket of your bag and pulling out your crafting supplies.

“Woah, what's all that?” Foggy wondered aloud as he sat on Matt's other side.

“Knitting stuff,” You shrugged, unspooling the color you were holding and threading the giant needles. “I'm behind on Christmas gifts.”

“I don't know what I want to know more about: the fact that you're handmaking holiday gifts or that October 6th is considered 'behind' schedule.“ Matt scoffed, tucking an arm over your legs as you threw them across his lap to start knitting.

“I make winter hats for my young cousins and the members of my aunt's assisted living facility. They usually appreciate them and I like having something to do with my hands.” You shrugged, explaining the tradition indifferently.

“That's really nice!” Foggy smiled, elbowing Matt in the ribs. “You should make some for us.”

Matt rolled his eyes, “Fog, it sounds like she's got her work cut out for her without us adding to it. Besides, you already have a stack of very ugly hats from your late grandmother.” Turning his attention back towards you, he grinned, “'Have you seen the one with the giant flower attached to it?”

Smiling roguishly, you looked expectantly at the blushing blond, “No I have not. Foggy, care to model that one for me?”

“Ok, FIRST of all,” Foggy glared at his business partner, “Things that you see when I am drunk off my ass in college should be kept in confidence. Secondly, she had dementia and forgot that I was 19. And a boy.”

“What, boys can't like flowers?” You asked with mock offense, biting the inside of your lip to keep from giggling at Foggy's evident frustration.

“I WASN'T SAYING THAT!” He spluttered, “I was just explaining why I own that hat.”

“Don't worry, Fog. We won't tell anyone you're a bigot.” Matt smirked.

Foggy huffed as you laughed openly. “Whatever. Next time, I'll watch these on my own.”

“No you won't.” You giggled.

Stony face breaking into a toothy grin, Foggy agreed. “No I won't.”

While you were definitely paying more attention to the movement of your darning needles than the characters on the screen, you were enjoying yourself. Foggy's eyes were glued to the screen, still flinching at every jumpscare despite the automated verbal warnings. Matt was alternating between laughing at his friend's reactions and listening to the movie, all the while running his fingers over the feather soft yarn you were working with.

Usually, knit products bothered his skin—the wool or polyester blends scratching at every available nerve with vigor—but this material was downy and comforting. He wondered if the recipients of your painstakingly crafted gifts were as appreciative as you deserved. It was unlikely.

The quiet, consistent clicks of your needles were soothing, slowly lulling him to sleep. His eyelids must have been drooping noticeably because you adjusted your position to allow his head to pillow on your shoulder. Inhaling deeply, he tuned out the movie—choosing instead to focus on the lullaby composed by your steady pulse and kind hands.

A few weeks later, Matt was returning to his office after running an errand for a client. It was just as he left it, save for the paper box tied with a ribbon sitting in the middle of his desk.

“Fog, what’s this?” He called across the empty space.

“A gift for you from a special someone!” The response he received did not answer his question.

Unraveling the bow cautiously, Matt slid the top off the box and ran his hands around the contents inside. It was a hat, woven together with strands of that marvelous yarn you’d been working with.

“Fog,” He called to his partner, who had followed his curiosity straight into Matt’s office. “Did she make me a hat?”

“Looks that way,” Foggy chuckled, stroking the delicate material. “It’s…beautiful. Deep red, like your suit.”

“Oh,” Matt’s voice was strangled with emotion.

“Still think your feelings aren’t reciprocated?” Foggy asked coyly.

“Shut up,” Matt murmured, clenching the heartfelt gesture in his hands.

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 2 years

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Hii! I hope you're doing well !! I was wondering if can you please do a Chaewon headcanon as your crush to girlfriend to wife?

Le Sserafim headcanon: Chaewon as your crush, girlfriend and wife

Requests are open

Hello Anon! Recently I'm receiving a lot of Le Sserafim requests and I'm so happy about it, because it means that the girls are gaining popularity and I'm so proud about them. Anyway thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy it 😄

Le Sserafim Chaewon X GN!Reader

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As your crush

Is falling in love with an Idol a stupid thing? Probably yes

Would do you it again? Only if the person you're falling in love with is Chaewon

She and her group were having a special exhibition in your college for the end of the academic year

You were walking up the stairs of your college when you saw her walking down instead

You looked into each other's eyes so intensely that she missed the step

Luckily you were ready to take her keeping her from falling

The moment you grabbed her, both of you felt electricity in the air

You then felt stupid because you didn't ask her her number

But the fate was on your side

That night your university called you at home to let you know that the Hybe wanted to offer you a free tour of her building as thanks for your action

So, the next afternoon you went there and in that occasion Chaewon not only guided you through the edifice

But she also asked you out on a date

As your girlfriend

To be honest, all your first dates took place in the Hybe building

The poor girl was so busy that she didn't have the time even to change her clothes

But she really appreciated your sympathy and your willingness

Even because you were busy too, studying and preparing exams

At one point meeting you became her favorite moment of the week

As a leader of her group, having a shoulder to lean was everything she needed and you were the only one that gave it to her

And the moment she realized it, she was deeply in love

So, in her very first free time, she dedicated her day to you

A really funny moment was when she came to your house for first time and she found your collection of Iz*One merch

And she was like "You are living your dream, aren't you?"

But actually she found it really cute, even when discovered that she was not your bias in the group

After you reassured her with a long and passionate kiss that now she was your favorite person in the world

As your wife

The moment you said "yes" on the altar, you knew that your dreams come true

The woman you truly loved had just become your wife

Waking up everyday with her snuggling in your arms or in your neck made you discover what a really good morning is

She slowly waking up while you kiss her cheeks

Her protesting, but actually bringing you even closer with her arms around your neck

Same joy in the night before going to sleep

Her head on your shoulder, your finger caressing her head and ears

In TV a silly variety show which you two are not really watching

It's just another excuse to enjoy your time together

And being together means that you could start a make-out session out of nowhere

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When you watched her in Iz*One you were like "She's so cute, she must be really calm in bed"

Damn, if you were wrong

After all your sessions in bed, every bone in your body aches

Instead she look fresh as a daisy

Sometimes you even think that she's a succubus

No, really, she's always thinking to something dirty when she's with you

And you know it because she can't keep her hands to herself

Always touching you in your erogenous zones

Even in public

And when she's not with you, you will receive a ton of pics

You lost the count of the times you left the classroom in hurry because she send you her nudes

Or alternatively some audios in which she moans your name in the most erotic way

While describing what she wants when you meet her that night

In fact when she arrives, you don't even say "hello"

You directly bring her in the bed room

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shepherds-of-haven · 1 year

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I’ve been wondering, what would the shepherds be like during a zoom meeting?

I'm coming at this from a modern office AU/work from home perspective, not necessarily if the Shepherds were all in their respective job roles from the game (like if Blade and Riel were running a briefing over Zoom with the captains)

Blade: completely silent, you don't even know he's on the call because his camera is off and he's muted the whole time. he's actually laser-focused on the other side (not doing anything), he just doesn't want to be Perceived unless he's specifically in charge of the meeting

Trouble: absent because he didn't wake up in time to hop on the call 😭 he's still tangled up in his bedsheets, snoring while his phone alarm goes off for like 22 minutes

Tallys: camera on, focused, diligently taking notes or listening to the meeting, although her own input is minimal unless specifically asked! She always shows up looking incredibly sleek, well-dressed, and composed, like sitting there in a turtleneck and blazer while everyone else is like barely out of their pajamas. Makes everyone else looks bad, basically lol

Shery: she puts on her camera because she feels like it would be rude not to, but she also HATES it because she's self-conscious, so she spends a lot of the meeting distracted by the way she looks in the Zoom window and trying to remember how to look like a normal human being, like fidgeting or straightening her hair or trying to smile and nod naturally but it just comes out looking like this: :} Basically all of the info flies over her head because she's not concentrating lol

Riel: I literally don't think you could even get him on a Zoom call lol, like you'd have to pay him so much money to make him think it was worth his time... it's 30-second brisk phone call or in-person meeting or bust for him. If you could somehow convince him to join, he would just be staring into the camera with completely focused yet completely unimpressed eyes... you could also sense his 'I don't want to be here energy' even if he didn't say anything, so everyone would either awkwardly stumble over what they're trying to say or rush to get the call over with ASAP lol

Chase: SO distracted, and so distracTING! he can't sit still for longer than ten minutes, so he's joining in on the call (with camera and mic on, of course) and he could be doing ANYTHING. maybe he's at home and you have to try to get through your notes while watching him spin idly in circles in his chair, balancing a pencil on his nose or getting up and like literally doing pull-ups or crunches or headstands, or maybe he's full-on walking to the coffee shop on a busy street with his headphones in and you have to watch his screen swinging around and his camera pointed up at his chin from below, or he's like DRIVING somewhere and the phone is pointed at him from his dashboard... just totally chaotic but also entertaining lol. Very disruptive for whoever's running the actual meeting, though

Red: he's got his nice, orderly set-up, he has his coffee ready and his standing desk and charged earbuds and maybe a potted plant; he'll happily partake in some small talk before the meeting starts and point out the new wall art he just added to his study or comment on someone else's study. Basically nice and professional, no troubles here!

Ayla: she has her camera off but not her mic muted (it's doubtful she knows how to do it; she doesn't really know how Zoom works and can't be arsed to learn) but she never says anything. However, for some reason, the audio from her phone (she only ever does Zoom from her phone) makes it sound like she's trapped in a hurricane inside of a washing machine somewhere at the top of Mt. Everest. Like it's just BLASTS of this terrible white noise. Is she trekking over the rocky cliffs of Scotland? Where the hell is she and what is she doing?? The higher-ups who aren't as familiar with her are always like "haha it sounds like someone's getting some feedback on their phone, maybe if you guys could try muting...?" and then are increasingly annoyed by all of the noise, but she is either ignoring them, completely unaware that the sound is coming from her, or deliberately doing it to make the call end as soon as possible

Briony: she's participating with her sound and camera on, but she's sort of vibrating with an eager energy that isn't super conducive to Zoom, because every time she jumps in to contribute, she inadvertently talks over someone due to lag, so it's just this constant "I actually--oh sorry, you go--oh, me? Okay, so I--oh, no, sorry, you go." Slowly the life and energy starts to drain out of her so now she just smiles and nods to show that she's listening, but her eyes are slightly glazed while she waits for it to be over

Lavinet: she's there and looking pretty while she sips on her smoothie or frappe from the coffee shop, but, like Shery, she often gets distracted by the camera--but by how good she looks in it, so then she's sort of just lost in thoughts about whether or not this angle or that is her better side, or whether she should just get that haircut with layers she's been thinking about, after all... When she does focus, though, she's usually smart, commanding, and directs the conversation very skillfully!

#i hate zoom calls if you couldn't tell LOL #Shepherds of Haven #modern AU #office AU #zoom

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onlymingyus · 2 years

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k but i'm thinking abt jihoon hiding away in his studio every time you visit your soft bestie boy soonyoung so you assume he dislikes you which is really sad because you have the phattest crush on him despite the few times you've been graced with his visuals. Because actually, you follow all the tracks he puts out and are enamored w/ the talent, effort, and dedication he puts into each piece. Anyways, to soothe the ache of mystery jihoon ignoring you, you keep yourself busy listening to these new audios from an up-and-coming voice-based camboy.

Whoever this man is, he's extremely good at getting you off, like you can't believe it, you think you're cumming at record speed these days - all while imagining it's jihoon doing these dirty visualizations that the naughty voice actor is putting in your head. You especially like the one where you sit on his dick while he's brainstorming a new song but then struck by the idea of you moaning into the recording mic while he fucks you nice and hard against the soundboard.

It hits a little too close for comfort the next time you visit soonyoung, eyeing the closed door to jihoon's own studio.

You ignore it for now, intent on enjoying your movie night with your bestie. Until the dummy puts on his favorite tiger documentary for the ninth time (as you expected) and you subtly pull out your phone with one of your wireless earbuds already in to watch smth else. Only for your heart rate to speed up when you see a notif that your fav camboy has gone live. Perfect. You click "play" and his deep voice floods your ears, chuckling at what a temptress his friend's friend is in an imaginative scenario with her black tank top and short jean shorts (that you're coincidentally wearing).

Soonyoung barely registers you excusing yourself, fleeing to the bathroom for privacy only to ram straight into a solid body. Your cheeks burn as you blurt out an apology to a wide-eyed jihoon. He's frozen in the doorway of his studio and you're equally as still. Through your empty ear, you hear soonyoung sobbing over the same scene in that tiger documentary and in the other, your camboy is whispering how he'd accidentally be caught jerking off by his friend's friend.

But something's different. He sounds like he's giggling. And it sounds really close because you can hear it through both ears. And you peer behind jihoon before he can stop you and see a tall man sitting in the leather chair, toothily smiling at you. He switches off a button in front of him and you point at him open-mouthed.

"You're -"

"I'm Mingyu! And you're the one that Jihoon's all obsessed wi-"

"Shut up, gyu!"

Spoiler. Jihoon has to drag you into his studio despite his embarassment at being exposed (not only his crush but that he also let's his friend record audio porn in his studio) because soonyoung paused his documentary for a popcorn refill. Spoiler #2 mingyu doesn't shut up after he formally introduces himself - not until he's messily eating out your cunt while you suck off jihoon but even then they're both really loud and it's good the studio is sound-proofed. It's also good that soonyoung was the one that ironically planned this all - knowing what a big crush you and jihoon have on each other and also because he accidentally saw you listening to gyu's audios because we all know soonyoung's technologically challenged and clicked the wrong thing on your phone by accident.

this was badly written but i hope it at least gives you some energy for the rest of your evening and also for a job well done writing your third installment of seeing red :3 mwah -@onlyseokmins

omg first off all how could you say this isn't good???? this is fucking amazing! i want this -- i need this -- i require this. i want them both so bad. omg...elv! ELV!! omg! wtf!!

WTFFFFFFFFFFFF! The audios....Hoshi planning it. Gyu spilling the secret! The soundproof studio!

#mars.answers #elv 🧡#im screaming #jihoon smut #mingyu smut #woozi thoughts #woozi smut #mingyu thots #idk what the fuck to do with my hands #you are a heathen #seventeen smut

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variousqueerthings · 3 months

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Hi!

I’m currently watching Doctor Who (2005) for the first time. Just finished season 4.

And I just read your post from last October (?), where you state that you dislike the character River Song. And even though this might sound a bit mean, I was so happy to read that I’m not alone in my strange aversion against this character from the very moment she appeared in the Library episode. Similar to you I just don’t like the fact, that one of the companions is getting this kind of super special treatment, especially when it is interwoven with a romance and even marriage.

Now I’m a bit apprehensive to start with season 5, because I know River Song will be a huge part of the plot... Is it possible to skip her episodes or would I get problems to follow the overarching story line, when doing so?

Something else I noticed and wanted to ask about is the fact that River Song only appeared in the TV series up to and including season 9 (according to the tardis wiki). I know there are many other kinds of media she appears in after 2015. But I’m curious if they indeed dropped the character in the TV show in some way after a couple of seasons?

So far I enjoyed Doctor Who immensely. It is a fun watch, a great opportunity to get lost in strange worlds and, on a more personal level, a nice way to relax after a busy workday. So I just don’t want to ruin this experience for myself, because I have to follow a character/ or a character construct I really don’t like.

And please don’t worry about giving away future plot points. At this point it is better for my enjoyment of the story to know what will happen, at least in regards to River Song.

SoooOOOoooooeeew hello first of all hello hi! welcome to Doctor Who! (I say, if you've seen s1-4/specials you're firmly In It!)

I want to disclaim to begin with, I know a lot of people do like River Song, and would rec seeing her narrative to understand her whole... Deal. I'm personally not a fan of that narrative, but I'll give you a rundown of it below and if you decide you wanna give it a looksee, or a partial watch, there are suggestions for some episodes including her below as well

to allay your fears that she's overpowering/unavoidable, she's kind of shockingly not, considering what M*ffat seemed to want from her. you can pretty much excise her episodes from the plot and miss almost nothing (and I let you know what you do miss below)

the seasons she's in the most are s5+6. she's only in two episodes in s7 and one more in s9 (with none in s8), which ironically does make it feel even odder to me that she's presented the way she is in s4. I know in the audio dramas she does meet other Doctors but in main canon on the show she meets 10 once, 11 a few times, and 12 once. compared to characters like the Master, Jack, even Rose and Clara according to M*ffat's own canon (these are episodes you will see, so you'll know what I mean at that point) she just doesn't compute for me as this "Most Important" thing that M*ffat tries to pull, in which her "specialness" feels incredibly linked to amatornormative monogamy (and generally M*ffat's penchant for introducing women as mysteries first, and characters second). Also in s5+6 especially she's presented as this uncomfortably "femme fatale" type character with dialogue that makes me want to claw my face off

I do have a watchlist that's for when I next go into this era that does skip the River Song episodes (that being said, I actually quite like her last episode. I have a theory that Peter Capaldi is such a grounding presence that over-the-top narrative and terrible dialogue is made emotionally resonant to me)

SO, first things first, I'll give you a rundown of her arc, and then a watchlist of how I intend to enjoy s5-7 moving forwards that you can totally follow

River Song canon (in brief): River Song is the child of Amy Pond (fifth/sixth season companion) and her husband Rory (also companion in those two seasons). Because she is conceived in the Tardis, she has some regeneration energy innate to her (I wasn't a fan of that personally). Before she is born a space cult that's obsessed with the Doctor for truly overblown reasons that are never fully delved into, but can be summed up as "Gallifrey is un-destroyed and the Doctor has the ability to bring it back into the Universe by using a passcode that's his name, and so this cult has formed in order to stop the Doctor discovering this fact and uttering his name," kidnaps Amy, replaces her with a flesh double who has Amy's memories, erases her knowing she's pregnant and then have her wake up in her real body at the moment of giving birth (if this all feels violating af, yes it is and it's never addressed)

then the Doctor and Rory go to rescue her, but in the moment they succeed, they discover that the baby Amy is holding is also a flesh double and the evil cult took her daughter/River from her and... *sigh please know I am only saying this because it's how they describe it on the show* "raise her to be the perfect psychopath" whose only wish is to kill the Doctor (all this training or whatever happens offscreen), but then the Doctor almost dies while saving her life and she gives up her regenerations to save him and the obsession turns into love, and so in summary her following the Doctor around is still centred around being groomed to be obsessed with the ground the Doctor walks on (okay can you tell I really really don't like this)

there is no examination of River's trauma in all of this, and only one moment related to Amy being angry she couldn't raise her child. There's also this creepy overtone of "The Doctor can't see you ageing because then he'll get bored of you" considering she was raised to have her whole selfhood revolve around him throughout her entire childhood

the final thing about River Song is that she was held in a top-security prison for awhile because she did end up killing the Doctor due to being "programmed" to, but the Doctor knows ahead of time that this will happen and so manages to change things so he doesn't die

SO that is River Song's arc in s5+6. now let's completely avoid it -- it's surprisingly easy:

ep 1. The Eleventh Hour (introduction episode)

ep 2. The Beast Below

[then come episodes Time Of Angels + Flesh & Stone. a double episode in which Amy meets the Angels and also River Song. the important thing here is that the main "mystery" are cracks in space and time that erase you from having ever existed. the other important thing here is that at the end of the episode Amy is about to get married and kisses the Doctor/tries to sleep with him the night before her wedding, and the Doctor Very Much Does Not Want This, which leads into the next story-]

ep 5. The Vampires Of Venice

ep 6. Amy's Choice

[NOW WE ARRIVE AT THE FIRST SNAG -- if you want the rest of this season's mystery, you should simply watch the rest of the season. This will include River Song in the final two episodes being involved in that mystery, but if you'd rather jump to where I personally think things get interesting again, or gauge if you're up for it, here's the short rundown of salient points:

Rory is swallowed by the cracks in time and Amy forgets his existence (but the Doctor doesn't)

Rory is brought back as an auton/living plastic out of Amy's subconscious memory of him and accidentally shoots Amy due to programming while they're in Roman-era Britain

Amy is then put into a stasis chamber for 2000 years until she can be brought back out and revived using modern technology, and auton-Rory guards that stasis chamber for 2000 years

the cracks in time came from the Tardis exploding, which is making the universe implode, but they fix that

the Doctor closes the cracks in space/time and everything is reset, including Amy's parents returning from non-existence, and Amy and Rory get married -- to be clear, we never see Amy's parents again, nor are they mentioned in the future, so this catharsis is kind of irrelevant

There is a very famous episode in this called "Vincent and the Doctor." it's about Vincent van Gogh. the only thing you need to know going in is that during this point in the timeline Amy doesn't know that Rory used to exist, otherwise it's a solid standalone episode]

ep 3. The Curse Of The Black Spot (to note, I always think this episode makes more sense directly after Amy's Choice as a "they're not married yet, but they're solving their relationship issues now," because s5 never has them adequately deal with their relationship issues, but s6 is solid on that front, but that's just me)

ep 4. The Doctor's Wife

ep 9. Night Terrors (to note, this episode takes place right after they discover that River is their daughter who was stolen from them. notice how this just... never comes up)

ep 10. The Girl Who Waited

ep 11. The God Complex (to note, this is the perfect final episode for the Ponds, but I will rec two more that come next season)

Season six can genuinely just be watched as these five episodes and it's quite an enjoyable season. The only thing that hints properly at a connective tissue related to River Song is that Amy in the first two both is-and-isn't-pregnant (because Amy is a flesh-double in the first two episodes) according to the Tardis scanner, and she sometimes sees a mysterious woman with an eye-patch. this is her briefly slightly waking up while captured

neither of these are relevant to the episodes they appear in

QUICK NOTE: in the first episode of this season the Doctor discovers a strange woman who has been turned into a Dalek, called Oswin. He never sees the face of this woman, but we do, and it's someone who returns again in another lifetime, under the name of "Clara Oswald" -- I do not recommend this first episode, it is Very Very bad)

4. The Power Of Three (to note, this could form a good coda for the Pond narrative and it's a fun episode, but it's not necessary to end their story if you're happy with The God Complex finishing things)

[you can watch episode 5 "The Angels Take Manhatten" if you want (I mean, you can watch anything you want). it's the official canon departure of the Ponds. it's not great, but it's not the worst episode. River Song is there, but it's not so egregious in terms of writing. if you don't want to watch it: they go back in time, there are angels, they send Rory and Amy back in time and the Doctor can't follow them there because of squiggly wuiggly logic, and so they are left to "live to death" -- Amy writes the Doctor a goodbye note in which she says she and Rory have had a very happy life together]

we have now gone past the River Song narrative for the most part, although she turns up in a genuinely not bad cameo in the s7 finale that interacts a little bit with the library episode -- do note that at this point she and the Doctor are *sigh* married I guess. I have mixed feelings about the s7 finale episodes, but it's not because of her character, and I think the latter half of s7 is worth watching for you to form your own opinion of all of it

She appears again in the Christmas special of s9, which I quite enjoyed. I think also Alex Kingston has way better chemistry with Capaldi, and I sometimes think the show knew this too, because they literally at one point had her describing Eleven/Matt Smith as looking like a 14 yr old, which is... such an odd way to describe the seeming "love of your life" or whatever

so that's it for River Song. Hope this all made sense, let me know if you have any other questions

I have a separate list I'm developing like this for Clara's era, but she might be more your cup of tea, so I'll let you engage with her for yourself to gauge. Can always reach out if you're not quite vibing with her, or if you really really are, I'd love to know your thoughts!

#doctor who #dw #im watching nu!who #im watching eleven who #anon ❤

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dailyaudiobible · 1 year

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1/10/2023 DAB Transcript

Genesis 23:1-24:51, Matthew 8:1-17, Psalm 9:13-20, Proverbs 3:1-6

Today is the 10th day of January, welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I am Brian. It is awesome to be here with you today, as we gather around the Global Campfire together and keep each other warm. It's cold. And…and take the next step forward together. I can't think of a better place to be in this oasis that we create every day, this peaceful place to come and allow the Scriptures to speak into our lives. And so, it’s wonderful to be here with you today. And let's, let's dive in and do what we do every day, take the next step forward together. In the book of Genesis, we are moving through the story of Abraham, the great patriarch of the Hebrew people. And we have already met the second Abraham, Isaac and we’re learning about Isaac and we will eventually meet Jacob, Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. Abraham has Isaac, his son, who has Jacob is son, but let's not get too far ahead of ourselves. Today, Genesis chapter 23 verse 1 through 24 verse 51.

Commentary:

Okay, so, yesterday we were on the mountain with Abraham and Isaac and Isaac was to be sacrificed and was spared. The Lord provided; they trusted in the promise. But it seems like some changes have taken place in the family after this. Abraham and Isaac went up the mountain. But then, according just to the text of the Bible itself only Abraham came down, rejoined his servants and he went back Beersheba. Interestingly enough, where is Sarah because when we began our reading today and I quote from the Scriptures Sarah lived to be 127 years old. She died at Kiriath Arba, that is Hebron, in the land of Canaan. And Abraham went to mourn for Sarah and to weep over her. So, they were like in two different places, Abraham is in Beersheba and Sarah is in Hebron. And soon enough, we will find that Isaac is somewhere else. So, while we could sit and try to you know, fill in the blanks of the story. We could, at least, say things changed after Mount Moriah, like things changed after Moses and Isaac went to the place that God showed them. And I don't point this out because there’s some kind of the deep, rich something or another. Something that we need to really, really look at and change things in our lives. I point it out to show us that the way this all came together, is God working with a very fallible human beings who have all the kinds of dramas that we all continue to experience until this day. We are certainly looking back a long way, we are looking back thousands of years. So, we are looking back into a different world, a very tribal world, a very tribal time and maybe even hearing it in those words, we’re like I don't know, I don't if I buy that. But what did the children of Israel become, if not the tribes of Israel. So, things were done differently, which we’ll get to in just a minute, because we got to watch this early negotiation. The world was different, things were done different, but what we begin to realize is that we can look at any piece of history that we want. And if we are able to get a glimpse into the heart of the matter, if we’re able to look at the hearts of the people, they’re wrestling and struggling toward and after the same things that we are, we just have different technology to achieve these things. And God continues to work with broken things and broken situations and broken people, because He puts things back together again. So, Sarah, the mother of the son of promise, Isaac, has died and Abraham has going to mourn and weep over her. And he is in the region of the Hittites, and he needs to bury Sarah. And that's what we see this little negotiation there in the city gate, which is where these kinds of matters and matters of justice would take place. This is where the councils, the wise people of the city, the authorities would meet in the city gate to conduct business. And so, business is being conducted. And Abraham saying I'm…I'm not from around here, I’m a stranger, would you entertain selling me a cave, a little bit of property so I could have a ancestral burial place where I can bury my wife. And the Hittites are like absolutely, bury her, pick anywhere. You're very honored around her, pick anywhere. So, Abraham's like, well, maybe you guys could talk to Ephron the Hittite. Ephron's obviously sitting here in the city gate. Maybe you guys could talk to Ephron and see if he might be willing to sell me the cave of Machpelah. And Ephron's like dude, you can have it. Bury your dead, it's fine, don't worry about it. And Abraham’s like no, I want to pay for it. And Ephron’s like, well, it's worth 400 shekels but what is that between us, don't worry about it, just go on. But this is the way that they're negotiating the price for this property. And eventually, Abraham agrees, pays the money for the cave and is able to bury Sarah. This is the first owned property by Abraham and his family in the land that they were promised. And there is a field and a cave; it's the cave of Machpelah. This is actually going to show up again a little bit later, and I won’t do any kind of spoiler alert at this point, it will come at a pivotal time, we are at the very beginning of the story. There are no children of Israel because Israel is, has not been born yet. This location will come back around at a later time, several centuries from this point in the Bible. Also, of interest, this place still exists in Hebron, the cave of Machpelah, the tomb of Sarah actually becomes the tomb of Abraham and Isaac and Sarah. It becomes a family burial place and it still exists today, and it is, some covered over by a massive structure that was built by Herod. And it’s still standing and it’s still in pretty good shape. Hebron is a bit of a contentious place, and the tomb of the patriarchs is certainly, definitely been a place of contention because this is a predominantly Arab area and so, people practicing Islam, certainly hold their allegiance back to this man that we’re talking about right now, Abraham. As do the Jewish people, as do the Christian people. And so, plenty of violence and things have happened at this place in the past. And so, it's very, very heavily guarded and shared at this point. There’s a synagogue kind of on one side for Hebrew people and a fairly large mosque there as well. And we've been able to be in both sides of that and film it and take pictures of it and stuff. So, it's a, the place that we are discussing today, exists until today.

Prayer:

And so, Father, we thank You for another day together to be around the Global Campfire and to immerse ourselves in the Scriptures and let them wash into our lives and allow us to just experience the story that has led us too today. The story of your unwillingness to surrender us and the opportunity to just explore and enjoy exploring back stories and history, as well as looking deep into our hearts for how You are transforming and how You are inviting us to look at things. And we take to counsel what we read in the Proverbs today. Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths. We believe this to be true. We humble ourselves before You and ask that Your Holy Spirit, come and lead us into all truth, as we continue this journey forward day-by-day and step-by-step. We pray this in the mighty name of Jesus. Amen.

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And that's it for today, I'm Brian, I love you and I'll be waiting for you here, tomorrow.

Prayer and Encouragements:

Grace, mercy and peace. This is Pamela calling from Huntington, New York. Requesting prayer for my husband, Bishop Gary and my son Brandon. It’s an urgent, urgent prayer request. I am praying for all of you, as well. As you reap what you sow. And I’m praying for all families who have been broken and tattered due to adultery, due to money management, due to death. I’m lifting up those families. I’m praying for children who are not speaking to their parents for various reasons. The enemy fights family. But it’s up to us to pray for families. So, continue please to lift up my husband and my son. I appreciate it. And I will give a praise report. Thank you so much. Push everybody. Pray until something happens.

Hello DAB brothers and sisters. This is Chamaeleon and I’m ringing in from a view from a mountaintop. I’ve been a, this is my first-time touching base with ya’ll. I’ve been Brian listening with you since well, for 15 years, I think. I hope that’s correct. Time flies when you’re having fun. Just wanted to number 1 bring some encouragement and then number 2, ask for some prayer. So, the first thing is that we need to remember that God loves us. I know that’s, we hear it. That sounds maybe not too deep. But when we can know the love of God then we can be without fear and anxiety and lust and anger. We still battle with those things, but God gives us His Spirit, His grace, to not be ruled by them. Number 2, prayer. I have run into a intense spiritual battle. It’s good because I’m not fighting it, I’m not the one leading it, the Lord is. He fights my battles. Please pray for me. Thanks.

I have never gave like a prayer request before but I just want to pray for my baby father cause he’s heavily into Santria and I think it’s destroying his life. And the only reason why I’m kind of back to the Bible right now, so I guess everything happens for a reason. But I’m just really worried about it and I’m pregnant. So…

Hello, my wonderful DAB family. This is Rosie, aka Great to Be Free in Jesus, calling in to pray for our children and grandchildren. Today is Wednesday, January 4th and I’m calling into pray that God will pour out His Spirit upon them. Lord, You have said that in the last days, You will pour out Your Spirit upon on flesh. We cry out to You from the depths of our heart and ask that You would pour out Your Holy Spirit upon on children and grandchildren. Pour out Your Spirit upon us and all of our family members, as well. Pour out Your Spirit on all of our adult children’s in-laws both present and future. Pour out Your Spirit upon whatever difficult circumstances each of our children and grandchildren are facing. Be Lord over every part of their lives and every aspect of their beings. Speak to their hearts and help them to hear from You. Enable them to understand Your leading and direction for their lives. In Jesus mighty name we pray. Amen. It shall come to pass in the last days, says God, that I will pour out my Spirit upon all flesh. Your sons and your daughters shall prophecy. Your young men shall see visions, your old men shall dream dreams Acts 2:17. Thank you my wonderful DAB family. God bless you. I love you.

Hello Daily Audio Bible family. My name is Lynn, this is my first time calling in and I’m so grateful to be part of this wonderful community of brothers and sisters in Christ. And I’m so encouraged and blessed by all the prayers of encouragement and also, praying along with all of your prayers of need. Now I’m really in desperate need of prayer for my 22-year-old daughter Jane and her two and half year-old daughter, Kyla. They’ve been mostly separated for the last two years and are only able to see each other for a few hours each week due to the many lies and deception of Kyla’s paternal grandparents against my daughter, to the local authorities in Edenborough, who have placed Kyla in their care because they never wanted her in their son's life. And now, I petition over my own daughters' life. I live in Spain and have been able to move back to Scotland to help. There have been many challenges making it impossible but hoping and praying to be able to do so within the next few months and that God will make a way. My daughter is deeply distressed, and we are worried about her mental health deteriorating as she suffers from anxiety and depression made worse as a result of all the stress and trauma being separated from her daughter. And about the welfare of her granddaughter, as she is being emotionally abused, neglected and put in harm's way in the care of the paternal grandparents. A welfare report will be presented to the court, 9th of January, recommending, based on more lies and deception from the grandparents, that Kyla’s permanently placed in their care. And my daughter will only like to see her daughter in a supervised center once a fortnight, even though she’s never harmed or neglected her daughter but only needed the support which was denied to her. Please pray for truth and justice for my daughter and for my granddaughter to be back in her mom’s care whom she loves and misses so very much. And we could see her emotional and physical welfare rapidly deteriorating and her behaviors getting worse …

Good evening Daily Audio Bible brothers and sisters and Brian and your family. I’m catching up and I just listened to January 1st. And I was struck by several things Brian talking about this being their 18th year. And thinking about the commitment and perseverance and the love and care for others and desire to spread God’s word that they are showing everyday by showing up every day and reading God’s word. And I’m just amazed by that. And thank you Brian and all of your family. And another thing Brian said was this, this is the first day, we’re starting a new year. Anything that happened in the past year, that’s in our history. And we look forward to what’s to come and it reminds me, you know, of the scripture from Paul. He said, forgetting what is in the past, I press on. Look forward to what is to come. And that scripture has been very special to me as I deal with my past. I just want to thank you so much. This has given me really a little corner of peace.

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moonlightperseus · 5 months

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I get that. I was kind of like "it won't be good, bit it WILL be babs" and that was almost enough for me. I tried. I just didn't succeed.

I am an hour away from finishing the Graceling audio book and I just? Cannot get myself to listen to it. I had to renew it just for AN HOUR. That's my biggest issue with audio books. But everyone's different. I understand you liking them for long drives.

I liked seeing Dinah have a mom lmao. That was literally my favorite part I don't even remember what else happened.

That's fine I haven't continued bombshells. We're in this together 💔 I'm glad you're enjoying the others though!! I forgot actually that I was going to look into buying my brother a zatanna comic for Christmas. So thank you for accidentally reminding me.

I went to them a lot when I was little because all of my big siblings were super into them but then I stopped for a while and only wanted to go this year for art I didn't buy. They ARE fun but also yeah I spent like a solid 4 hours too overwhelmed and just not wanting to be there.

And I DID draw her. I hate it, because I'm not good at what I do. But the cosplayer did lead to me drawing a Dinah and posting her on my silly little art account.

The delay is fine dw. We're equally bad at being timely it seems.

I will just add a quick note though: I was scrolling through Amazon and saw leverage and I ALMOST watched it because of you. (until I remembered that I am a disaster and cannot sit through a single episode of anything and it was a lost cause)

i would like to apologize because it has been basically 2 weeks since i received this ask. i apologize. i have been busy and tired 😔

oh yeah i def have a harder time remembering to read audiobooks when i’m just chilling at home. it’s like. yeah i could put my headphones on and listen while i do chore stuff but that requires me to motivate myself to do said chore stuff 😭 sometimes i’ll listen to audiobooks when i’m alone at work (sometimes it’s a little hard when dogs are barking) or when i go on a walk with my dog and that’s been helping me with reading outside of just long car rides.

i think i started the annual of injustice2 before i went on my unintentional comic break (had a friends wedding and just Life happening) but i need to actually commit to continuing my read. for a little bit before my break i had started on some of the old dc/marvel amalgam comic specials because i think the concept of mashing characters together, especially from different comic universes, is really fun.

oh!! so i was away at the beach for my friends wedding (wild that i am old enough that the friends my age are getting married.) but while we were there my family went to a flea market and i found some of the old guard tales through time comics for 2$ each and i bought three of them. i haven’t cracked any of them open or even taken them out of their plastic sleeves yet but i’m proud of myself for getting them bc they are used (though in pretty good condition) i’m not a fan of the traditional tog comic art but, at least for the one joenicky one, the art is a lot more my speed. and i got the andy and nile cover ones too because. women.

i think i would like to go to a comic con eventually. at some point. a smaller con though probably.

if you ever feel like sharing i would love to see ur art/art account!!

omg i love that you associate me w leverage. i do LOVE that show and heavily recommend it to anyone seeking out a new show but i completely understand you not seeking out a show rn! (if u ever do feel like checking it out i would love to hear ur thoughts but no pressure)

hope you have been doing well in these past two weeks and i promise i will try to not unintentionally ghost you again for two weeks i really kept meaning to reply to this ask but also kept forgetting 😔

#comics anon #anon #abby replies

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Yesssss how does LSH know Minghao and Hoshi that was so unexpected 😭 I need to know. I know Ateez was busy, but Seonghwa YOU COULD'VE BEEN THERE TOO

Miss don't know threaten me with an ugly flip flop because I'm telling the truth 🥰

Alright I am choosing my brids instead of your kids, you have it worst bestie I'm so sorry :/ I didn't sleep well as usual, but not because of the birds, but also Taeyong didn't appear... I actually don't remember any of my dreams from las night it's quite unusual. Actually, hold on... I just remembered shopping for a headband, but also another wild dream where me and some friends discovered an abandoned place, but it turned out someone was there. We were like "shhhhh 🤫" while making so much noise, lmao. It was quite scary tbh

They have even weirder shoes they're crazy lsudmshdjshdhshshs yessss the scarf is really cute, I have some of their bags too ❤😭

Lmao I'm always caught somewhere it's a disease 🤡 bestie come over here we have many more pride marches in different cities over the next few months

Yes I watched Dylan's as well (also wtf someone in my gc was talking about his Supernatural commentary a few hours ago) the second movie is even worse like H O W. Do bot disrespect Seonghwa like that ://// also I had no idea there was a preview I only realised later 🤡

It's definitely a dystopian comeback, but wtf the was Utopia randomly got popular is so fucking convenient 😵😵😵 ALSO THE AUDIO THEY AIRDROPPED TO ATINYS and now they posted on Twitter tooooo ahhhhh. Omg this guerilla marketing is so good, but I woke up to so much chaos CAN THEY DROP THINGS WHEN I'M AWAKE PLSSSS. I'll be working from 6pm KST, but I'll watch The Show on mute.

Also have you seen WooHwa exposing Hongjoong's long showers, Seonghwa was so happy he's not the odd one anymore when it comes to showers

I have two episodes of Why Her to see, I was waiting for them to drop but now I'm procrastinating, I played ep 7, but just didn't feel like watching. And I hate to say this, but HIY character annoys me even more, like he's cute, but I hate that he has the knight in the shining armour trope and nothing is really going on with them except that so far 😭😭😭😭 and the romance would be cute if it didn't feel forced.

Bestie why are you asking me, a Shitstar... I see some people want a Taehyung one, and like I said before: I can't be too greedy 😌

Baek in her BTS era now? The date question made me cringe so hard, bestie don't do this to meee, I don't want any of that. Also I GOT TAEHYUNG again I'm so tired of thissss - DV 💖

hello hi!!

Yesssss how does LSH know Minghao and Hoshi that was so unexpected 😭 I need to know. I know Ateez was busy, but Seonghwa YOU COULD'VE BEEN THERE TOO

RIGHT??? 😭😭😭 lsh horaanghae too fbwbddn NO EXACTLY SEONGHWA COULDVE BEEN THERE I THOUGHT SVT WAS UR FAVOURITE SUNBAES WHATS HAPPENING NOW 😭😭 my only hope is that they attend that award show IN person or if they do that video thing soohyuk would still see them in on the tv fbwndb crumbs minimal but crumbs

Miss don't know threaten me with an ugly flip flop because I'm telling the truth 🥰

FBWMDBMWDBWK I WILL USE THAT SANRIO ONE

no bestie the kids have school today ☺️☺️ i ain’t hear ONE kid screaming today 😮‍💨🤌🏼 heatwave gone its raining <33 fbsndbsn DREAM TAEYONG IS RED FLAG 😭😭 JRBWKDHSK LMFAOOOO UR DREAMS R SO WEIRD??? IM YELLING but i also remembered a dream i had in the morning where i was at a shop with my mother she didn’t like something so we ran ????? jdbwk manifesting seonghwa tn also not wooyoung wearing that cross necklace to the jeddah airport 😭😭 hope he takes it off fbfamdb

They have even weirder shoes they're crazy lsudmshdjshdhshshs yessss the scarf is really cute, I have some of their bags too ❤😭

KFBWKDHK PERFECT FOR COSPLAYING and furries

Lmao I'm always caught somewhere it's a disease 🤡 bestie come over here we have many more pride marches in different cities over the next few months

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 BESTIE MAKE WAY I AM COMING MAKE WAY SAVE ME A SPOT

WITCH SUPERNATURAL COMMENTARY look dylan is so fine <3 jcbsmdv NO FR HOWS THE SECKND ONE WORSE LIKE DIDNT U HEAR THE REVIEWS ON IT 😭😭😭

OH YEAH DEFFF HALATEEZ COMINGG its a conspiracy and we are living it,,, the way utopia lined up perfectly with their cb <3 chefs kisses and did u see seonghwa. 12pm KST about to be crazy everyday

Also have you seen WooHwa exposing Hongjoong's long showers, Seonghwa was so happy he's not the odd one anymore when it comes to showers

GDKWHDKWDHWK I WONDER IF HE HAS MEET GREETS IN THE SHOWER OR ITS A DIFF TYPE OF SHOWERS DBDB also seonghwa new piercings ?????

NAURRR DOES HE NOT HAVE A PROPER STORY?? just the saviour complex 😭😭🤚🏼🔫 romance was forced and everything is so fast paced right??? nAURRR TERRIBLE COMBO PLS

Bestie why are you asking me, a Shitstar... I see some people want a Taehyung one, and like I said before: I can't be too greedy 😌

we are doing mr park.

or my new acc where i drop mr kim <3

Baek in her BTS era now? The date question made me cringe so hard, bestie don't do this to meee, I don't want any of that. Also I GOT TAEHYUNG again I'm so tired of thissss - DV 💖

LMFAOOOO NAUR THOSE WERE THE ONLY NICER ONES THERE 😭😭😭 everything else we have already done <3 u fr a thv girlie bestie are u sure u don’t want mr kim

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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en-hale-archives · 3 years

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hi! can i request a hyung line smut about masturbating 😳 like they're tired from practice and they go home and all take turns using the bathroom or sneakily doing it under the sheets or something 😔😩

Damn anon, I'm into this one !

₊ ₊ ˚⊹ Where Enhypen Hyungs Would Masturbate ₊ ˚⊹₊

pairing ⑅ enha- hyung x themselves!

warning ⑅ 18+ content/smut, read at your own discretion

author's note ⑅ I turned this into where they would masturbate (which I think was your request, but if I got it wrong, I apologize!). As of now, requests are closed because I've gotten a lot and want to make sure I'm working on those before I get more! Again, thank you so much for all of the lovely requests!

Heeseung ⑅ After practice, Heeseung is all fatigued and worked up. While they're all eating, Heeseung gets the overwhelming urge to touch himself. So he excuses himself from the dinner table and tells them that he's not feeling well so he's going to go take "a nap". When he gets to his room, he makes sure he locks his door and takes off his clothes. He hops in the bed and snuggles in deep while closing his eyes. Heeseung was not even horny or anything like that, it was just as if his body was forcing him to release. With one hand behind his head and the other rubbing against his bulge, Heeseung flutters his eyes close and marinates in the moment. It only takes a few rubs before he's completely stiff, and he whips off his briefs and uses his hand to beat it and pound it at an alarming rate. His mouth slightly falls open, and he completely forgets about the outside world. Seconds later, he can feel himself getting closer and tries so hard to not let out a moan, but his breath is shaky. He continues on and on until he feels himself reach climax and feels the warm liquid pour out on his stomach and some land on the sheets. Heeseung rubs gently as he rides down from his high. He hadn't really came in a while, in fact, it's been so long that he can't even remember the last time. But he notes to himself to do it at least once a week since he felt a sense of relief and relaxation as soon as it was over.

Jay ⑅ After practice, Jay likes to watch k-dramas on the tv. It doesn't matter how tired he is, he'll make sure to catch up on his favorites. He sits with his bowl of ramyeon and watches. He's completely fine until a very heated scene comes on, and he feels himself weirdly getting excited. He has watched plenty of dramas and they have had plenty of sex scenes, but this one was different for some reason. Jay was drawn to the woman's body on screen and the looks that she made on her face when the other character went down on her. It made him wish he had a girl of his own to go down on. Then, he feels pressure against his joggers and realizes it's a boner. He sets aside his now cold ramyeon and looks around to wonder if anybody was coming. Usually, he watches these things by himself, and since it was pretty late at night, he was sure that the others were sleeping. Jay pauses the show and gets out his phone and AirPods. He takes out his hard-on and turns on erotic audios to listen. The woman's voice in his ear dirty talks and moans, making Jay go wild. He leans his head back against the sofa and takes deep breaths, slowly sliding his hand up and down while thrusting in the air. Seconds later the woman's voice encourages him to come, and just like that, he does. He accidentally let out a moan that he was trying to swallow down, but hurriedly lets it out so that he can quickly pull his pants up. He notices that he got all of his come on the couch and sighs. He'd spend the next thirty minutes cleaning up his mess and tell the others that he "spilled his ramyeon".

Jake ⑅ After practice, Jake's mind drifts off to think of other things. While everybody else was enjoying eating and talking, Jake was too busy just thinking. They kept asking him what was wrong, but he would tell them he was fine. Jake then excuses himself to go to one of the music rooms to "do a bit of thinking". Nobody tries to testify since he did this regularly. But Jake knew that going into the music room was the only place where he could have privacy. He went into the music room by himself at least once a week to get off. But if that was taken, he would go to the practice room, and if that was occupied, he'd wait until everyone was asleep to quietly get off in bed. Jake didn't care where he did it, he just needed to do it. So he quietly stalks off to the music room and locks the door. He flops in the desk chair with a plop and exhales. Jake knew he had to be quick, so he grabbed the lotion and tissue that he carried around with him in his bag, and got right to work. He went to an incognito window on the computer and searched his favorite porn. He unzipped his pants and lotioned his hands up. He placed both hands on his cock and got to pumping. Jake loved the way the woman on the screen moved her hips, he loved the way her skin glistened and how pretty her voice was. Seconds later, he feels himself getting close and grabs at the tissue, and comes. The music room was soundproof for obvious reason, which is why Jake loved it best, so he was able to make as much sound as he wanted. He groaned deeply while he felt the frigid tissue soak up his hot liquids. Jake smiles while he rides down from his high. He thought to himself that he would be back again tomorrow.

Sunghoon ⑅ After practice, Sunghoon usually likes to take a nap, but today felt different. All day he had been weirdly horny. He found himself spacing out like he use to do, but today, it had been way more. Jay and Jake teased him about "being a human statue", but Sunghoon couldn't handle it, he was just so horny that his mind drifted to the thought of people and their bodies. But Sunghoon is so private that he was too embarrassed to ever masturbate while the others were around, but he knew he needed to get it out, so he locks himself in the bathroom. He sits there for a minute to try and contemplate if he should do it or not, but his cock had already decided for him when he felt himself getting hard. Sunghoon quietly got it out and stroked it slowly. Which just a slight touch, it already felt so good. Sunghoon spits on his hand and on his cock to get it slick. He continues to stroke it faster and faster. He's close until he starts hearing voices pass by the door. It makes him nervous that someone will hear him or try to come in, so he stops for a second. when the voices are gone, he starts up again but knows he has to go fast. So with the speed of lightning, he jerks himself off while remembering being pleasured and teased by sexy people. Seconds later he climaxes and gets it all over his shirt and even some on his face. He cleans himself up and flushes the toilet just in case anyone was actually listening.

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dayeinthetrenches · 3 years

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Good Catholic Girls Sitting Under a Tree… (gxg)

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Summary: A couple of closeted lesbians discover they’re gay for each other by accident.

Characters: Black girl x White Girl

Words: 2,100

Setting: Catholic Summer Camp

Hey, Hey, Hey! I'm back everyone! First of all, I want to apologize for not uploading for so long, I really went hard on my art these past few weeks and I couldn't get out of it, I just had to do it (ADHD things hehe). Anyway, as promised on my board, here is the sexy chapter.

Disclaimer, this isn't a dream and nor is it a personal experience, but just product of my imagination (I.e. fictional characters, scenarios only). Enjoy some lesbian smut you pervs, lmao. Make sure to play Audio when you spot it ;)

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"Okay Ladies, you know the drill. Floss, brush your teeth, shower, and go to sleep. Let's go."

I jumped and averted my gaze away from Tamara's back. Counselor Cindy swung the door open and one by one the girls and I marched inside the lounge area, including Tamara. Behind me, the door clicked shut.

Today's work was enough to bring down a whole village. I had been expected to do the chores around the camp but my days have growingly left me so worn out to the point where I'd already started to band-aid my chaffed Achilles tendons. I slumped across the couch, closing my eyes.

"Oh my god. Cut it out, Delilah." Complained Jenny, at the same time as Marianne did, "I'm exhausted, leave some room for us."

I groaned and forced myself off the couch. "Just take it, I'm going to brush my teeth."

As I stood, I watched as Tamara made a beeline to the bunks, slamming the door behind her. She must've had a rough day. The counselor was especially hard on her today and I didn't know why. It's none of my business, anyways. I thought.

After scrubbing my teeth clean, I walked out the bathroom and peeked out to the lounge room to see how the girls were doing. Jenny and Marianne were sound asleep, with Marianne resting her head on Jenny's shoulder, feet still perched up on the screen coffee table. I didn't want to disturb them, they looked too comfortable. I switched off the lights and walked back to the bunk room. Tamara was already fast asleep, only the rise and fall of her figure greeting me. It was probably for the best that I decided not to shower because one, I was way too tired to even stand and two, I didn't want to wake up the girls.

I trudged my feet forward until collapsing on the mattress, the springs protesting against my weight. I slowly blinked until sleep consumed me.

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I woke up to the strange noises again for the third time tonight. As a light sleeper, every little rattle on the window or a gush in the wind alerted me out of my slumber, it made up for a terrible sleep schedule. But contrary to my other sleepless nights, this time the noises weren't the same. They were faint mewls that sporadically filled the still air. It was coming from the top bunk. Tamara. Maybe she was having one of those nightmares again. I thought.

I swung my legs out from under the sheets and got up from my bed. Another rustle comes from the top bunk and I freeze. I look up and Tamara's back is facing me. As she shook, an intense wave of guilt clogged my throat. I can't even begin to imagine all the things that have happened to her if she reacts the way that she does during her nightly episodes. The past few nights have not been good on her and I see it all over her face every time we talk. It pains me that she has to hide her emotions like that when it is completely fine to open up to people. I just hope she does it sooner rather than later because by the time she does, I won't be there for her and we'd all have to go back to our regularly scheduled lives. I treaded carefully out the door, afraid of making any noise that would wake them up and reached the kitchen. A bay window, stripped with metal bars illuminated the white tiled room. I served myself a cold glass of milk and chugged it down with a few cookies I'd hidden from the others. If sister Cindy caught me like this, I would have had to pray to the Lord that she won't be too harsh on me for the punishment. The stories I've heard are enough to keep you awake at night.

Once I felt like my cravings for sweets were satisfied, I put everything away and made a stealthy walk back to the bunk room. I was about to swing the door open when I heard a breathy sound erupt from the top bunk, this time louder than before, just above a whisper. I looked through the crack in the door to see the lower half of Tamara... who was rocking her hips back and forth.

No. NO! What are you thinking, Delilah! It's nothing of that. I scolded myself. She's probably getting comfortable, just twisting in her sleep like any other normal person would in their sleep. Lord, forgive me for thinking this way...

I ignored the thoughts and proceeded to open the door, just a little more when I heard another sound regurgitate from her, this one sounding more like a whine. My eyes wander back up to see Tamara rocking her hips again, as if riding a horse. Her left-side arm, that hid from my view, matched the rhythm at which her hips rode, each second that went by making her movements faster and quicker, sometimes out of order and other times in a regular frequency. Realizing what really is happening, I felt my eyes jump out of my eye sockets. My hand shot up to my face, cupping my mouth.

Oh my god, it really is happening! Oh my god, Oh my god!

I spun around, screwing my eyes shut. What should I do?! Well now I'm sure I can't go to sleep unnoticed. And I can't exactly go to Sister Cindy's cabin, she made sure of it when she locked the door shut. I have to tell her tomorrow, first thing in the morning.

Like clockwork, another groan alerts me out of my thoughts. I turn back around and I find Tamara ride out an orgasm like a wave, out of rhythm and sporadic with her movements, until ultimately shaking to a stop. She twists in her bed and I dash out of sight. My heart is beating a million miles per hour, I felt more like a track horse than a human at this very moment. Suddenly, I thought of Jenny and Marianne. What if they find Tamara like this, vulnerable and exposed? I couldn't let that happen.

I tiptoed down the hall and peered over the wall to see that the girls were still dead asleep. I let out a shaky breath, relieved that at the least Tamara hadn't embarrassed herself any further by now.

I walked back to the entrance of the bunk room and peaked in. I had at least hoped she was finished and then I could slip back in without being noticed. I was wrong. I almost gasp when I see the sight before me. Tamara was now naked, exposed from the bottom down, with her pants discarded and hanging off the ladder. She now laid on her back with her knees resting on either side of the metal banister that framed the edges of the mattress. My eyes traveled down her toned body: her flesh like bronze and valleys of abdominal muscle inaugurated the start of her pelvic area, where her pussy was on full display, wet with ecstasy. She struck her cunt like a guitar pick pulling the strings of an acoustic guitar, except she was playing acoustic pussy. Her fingers disappeared inside her thick folds, glossy against the moonlight coming from the window.

I couldn't look away, just like I couldn't look away earlier on the porch, looking at the way her butt bounced ever so slightly to the subtle shuffle of her feet. I pressed my legs tight together. I couldn't explain the feeling, it was like my vagina had a mouth of its own, palpitating its frustrations against the fabric of the pijamas. The simple sight of her, laid out like a full-course meal made me want to rip my heart and head out of my body because none of my behaviors made sense, and I didn't want to continue feeling like this, feeling and looking so... desperate. The heartbeat in my pants had no mercy on me and became louder and louder in my ears. Out of desperation, I cupped my pussy to try and stop it from drumming. I hoped that putting my hand over it would shut it's lips from protesting any further... I was stupid. Stupid because it only made it worse. Now it felt warm and squishy, moist with heat, pulsing forcefully in the palm of my hand like it had a mind of its own.

I watched as Tamara continued to strum against her clitoris. I wasn't prepared for what came next because as she rode out her next orgasm, the next second, she came instead. As she spasmed, buckling her hips upward, a water-like liquid shot out from her vagina. My mouth gaped open, it was majestic, beautiful in its own way. She looked like a fancy fountain sculpture that spewed out water out its mouth, except she spewed it out of her guitar pussy. Something I didn't think possible happened right before my eyes and the only thing I could do was drive myself crazy by only looking at her from a few feet of distance. I couldn't do anything. I was frozen with the monster in my pants barking at her.

She ascended back down to the mattress, heaving out quiet breaths as she spread her folds apart with her fingers. I pressed my vagina and my hips jerked back as a reaction. I felt good, it almost felt painful, but I loved the buzz I felt after. I did it again and again, back and forth just like Tamara. My hips, I couldn't help them and I didn't want to stop either. I...liked it. But even then, it was not enough, I needed...more, wanted more. My legs tightened even more as I tried to get to the center of pleasure, assaulting myself with only my hand, riding it. But at one point, no matter how much I tried to get to the full extent of the buzzing feeling, I couldn't feel it all. I rode my hand hard, fully on instinct and without pauses in between.

I took in the glossy shine on Tamara's pussy. She caressed her folds like she was Bob Ross, painting a coating of her juices over its surface. She lifted a finger-tip, an inch away from her sex, and a string of cum attached itself to her finger dripping ever so slightly.

I was hot with sweat and continued to buckle against nothingness. Instantly as I think I'm about to get to a place of full pleasure, my foot slips. I grab onto the door to gain my balance and it creaks open. I heard a gasp. Eyes wide, I looked up to find Tamara scrambling to cover herself with her sheets. We both stared at each other, shocked and dazed. I was so embarrassed I began to see black dots in my vision.

After a moment, her eyes flickered down and I followed her gaze. I was still cupping my vagina and let go in a panic. I let out a shaky breath and looked back up. Tamara's eyes didn't move and I looked back down to see a wet patch cover the center of my pants. My eyes shoot up and Tamara is looking the other way, a slight tilt in the corner of her lips. I felt a warm heat creep up my ears and neck. I avert my eyes and scramble to close the door before striding to my bed with quick steps. I tucked the sheets over my head and bit my lip hard.

What have I done?

I realized in that moment what I'd just committed, and I feared for my life. I failed God, my father and savior. I failed him and not only that I acted on it. My heart sant. God is never going to forgive me. How could I do such a thing? Such a disgusting act like I had no shame? I didn't even stop myself either. I failed God and fell into temptation. I fell into the trap of Satan. I had to repent, for my own salvation and for his forgiveness. And so I clutched on to the cross necklace that was on my neck with my life and began to recite the Rosary.

I was on my second prayer when I felt a hand on my stomach. Feeling my heart jump out my chest, I rip off the sheets to find Tamara leaning over me.

"Hello."

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Good catholic girls sitting under a tree... S.C.I.S.S.O.R.I.N.G.

(Edit 0ct 15: Original Audio wasn't on Spotify anymore so I replaced it.)

Part 2 coming sooon. (UPDATE: Part 2 is already up!)

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heyyyharry · 3 years

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Happier

(inspired by happier by Olivia Rodrigo)

Word count: 2.4k

I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

Part 1: Drivers License

Part 2: Deja Vu

A/N: I edited the original lyrics to match the POV :)

Harry had come up with a thousand scenarios of how this day would play out. Actually, he’d been thinking of this day since the moment he’d received the news. He didn’t dare to hope that she’d say yes to coming back for a sequel. He’d been sure that they would write her character off, give a lame excuse for how his love interest could not make a return and make his character forget about her completely to move on with a new girl in town. It would have been great if it was that easy in real life. Once someone was written off the script, they were gone for good. Real-life relationships were not that simple. Goodbye didn’t mean ‘never see you again’. You would still share the same friend circle and social bubbles, and it was worse when you two worked in the same industry. Harry didn’t know how he’d lasted a year without running into her, not since the Grammys.

“Didn’t you two date?”

“No.” Harry shook his head, but his eyes stayed glued on Y/N from across the room. She wasn’t looking his way, too busy saying hello to everyone else. “No,” he repeated, more to himself than to his co-star. “We didn’t.”

“But she wrote an entire album about you,” said the other twin. What was her name again? Lulu?

“Luna!” cried her sister, Lex. “You can’t ask him that!”

“No, it’s okay,” Harry said with a tight smile, slightly annoyed by the blonde twins, but he didn’t want to seem like an ass on the first day of filming. “And I don’t know if it was for me. You should ask Y/N.”

“Ask me what?”

Harry flinched when he looked up and saw Y/N padding towards them. She hugged the twins, who seemed way too excited. Harry guessed they were Y/N’s fans. They gave off crazy fangirl vibes, probably just pretending not to know the drama to interrogate him. He couldn’t blame them for assuming he was the villain and definitely could not blame Y/N for portraying him as one. It was more important that he knew who he was and how much he had changed since his last relationship. Maybe they could finally be friends.

“Were they bothering you?” Y/N asked him once the twins had left.

Harry nodded. “They’re your friends?”

“Oh, I met them last year on tour. I’m surprised you don’t know them. They were on Disney.”

“I don’t watch Disney,” Harry admitted with a smile. “Well, not today’s Disney.”

“Understandable.” Y/N nodded and bit her lip. She seemed guarded with her straight back and hands hidden behind her. She eyed him up and down, quite subtle yet noticeable. “How have you been?”

“Pretty good,” he said, nodding slowly. “You?”

“Yeah, but mostly tired because of tour.”

“You’re done?”

“Yup, last night was the last show.”

“Nice.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Nice?”

Harry blinked. “Did I say something wrong?”

“No.” Y/N giggled. “You still sound very...you.”

“Well, shouldn’t I?”

“Yeah, you should. But it’s been a year so…I mean, you haven’t changed much.”

“Right,” he said lowly, his eyes falling to his feet. Harry supposed he should say something else, perhaps bringing up another random topic to discuss, but all he could think about was what had happened between them. Things had been messy, hadn’t they? How could they go back to before that? Before her first song about him. Before he’d chosen someone else over her.

Or he could talk about her new relationship. She’d been in a happy relationship for almost six months, right? No wait, hadn’t they broke up two weeks ago? He wasn’t sure because he hadn’t been catching up. If they’d broken up, he’d sound like an ass to even mention her ex’s name. He should just stay quiet.

“I’ll see you later?” she said, gesturing at her stylist who was waiting by the door.

Harry could ask her right now -- the reason she’d agreed to film the sequel to their first movie together. He’d heard from a very reliable source that she’d specifically asked her agent to decline any project that he was in. So did this mean they were good? That she didn’t hate him anymore? He could have gathered his courage and got the answer right then…

“Yeah, see you.”

...but he didn’t.

And so she gave him a smile and a little wave, then happily returned to her stylist.

“See you tomorrow, Y/N!”

“See you, Annie!” Y/N said as she put the rest of her things into her tote bag. Her new driver had got her schedule mixed up, and so she had to wait here for another half an hour. She was in no rush. It had been a light first day, and she’d had a fun time getting to know the new cast members and catching up with old friends.

She sat on the sofa in the lobby, legs crossed, texting her best friend about her day. She’d purposely left out the short off-screen conversation with Harry, and her best friend didn’t even bother to ask. In their world, he didn’t exist, and his name was censored in every conversation like a curse word that was even worse than ‘cunt’. Nevertheless, she didn’t hate him anymore. She was doing just fine on her own, being busy with her career, and she’d been in a happy relationship after her fall out with him.

She and the guy, a model, had broken up two weeks ago due to long distance and some differences that they could not change. They had ended on good terms and decided to stay friends. They said you could only stay friends with your ex when you still had feelings for each other, or you had never loved each other that much in the first place. For her, it was probably the latter. Her previous relationship had been more platonic than romantic, apparently. So she had nothing but the best to say about him.

As she was going through her camera roll, just reminiscing about the past, she heard footsteps approaching and looked up to find Harry. He offered a smile and gestured to the spot beside her on the sofa. “May I sit here? My ride is late.”

“Yeah, sure.” She hurriedly scooted over.

“Good job today,” he said. “You were great.”

“Thanks, so were you.” She smiled, and they both looked away at the same time. This was so awkward. She hated small talk. She’d never had to have small talk with Harry. Conversations with him used to be so easy and natural and silly. Whatever this was, it wasn’t them.

“Can we just be normal?”

At first, Y/N thought she’d been the one who’d said it, so when she realised it’d been Harry, she was speechless.

He swallowed and sat a bit straighter, still not looking at her. “I don’t want us to be weird and awkward.”

“Okay,” she said.

He cleared his throat. “Wanna try again?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Okay, not to sound like an ass but when Joey kept forgetting his lines, I was so pissed off, I could throw a chair at the wall.”

“Right?!” exclaimed Y/N, feeling free to have finally broken out of her shell. “Like, he doesn’t even have many lines. I know he’s new but damn...you can’t get far if you don’t learn your goddamn lines.”

Harry shook with laughter. “Oh God, we sound like dicks, don’t we?”

“Maybe.” Y/N laughed, covering her mouth. “But you know what? We can’t be nice in this industry. It’s impossible.”

“Shhh, if someone heard this, we would be into big trouble.”

“Oh please, I’ve had worse articles written about me than ‘Y/N speaks facts about her lazy co-star’.”

Harry tossed his head back and cackled. “The worst one I’ve got this week was ‘Harry Styles hates therapists.’”

“What?!” Y/N gasped. “No way! That’s so stupid!”

“Right?” Harry rolled his eyes. “I could get all my therapists to speak up for me but I’m kinda immune to bullshit now.”

“Therapists? Like plural?”

“Yeah, one in every city.”

“Damn.”

“Yeah.”

Y/N rubbed her hands onto her legs. “Rough year?”

Harry’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he leaned back. “You have no idea.” Then he swept his hair out of his eyes, sucked in a breath, and finally looked at her. “I wish I could have talked to you, though.”

She bit her tongue, knowing what she was about to say next would disappoint her best friend so much, but she had to. “So do I.”

Harry looked taken aback before his lips curled into a smile. “It’s silly, isn’t it? I haven’t talked to you in a year, and I feel like I know everything that’s happened to you except that I don’t.”

What he’d just said might make no sense for most people, but Y/N knew exactly what he meant. She nodded and wetted her lip. “You only know as much as everyone else does.”

“Yeah, I got updates on you from the news and our friends.”

“Same.” Y/N smiled back. “I hate how they write articles about your new haircut but not mine.”

“I like your new hair colour.”

“Thanks. I like your new car.”

Then they both burst out laughing. It was fun and also a little bit strange that Y/N didn’t feel the same anxiety talking to him as she used to. It must be because they had grown and were now meeting again as better people.

“Damn, my ride's here,” Y/N said as she read the text from her driver. “I gotta go now.”

“Oh, okay.” Harry stood up and followed Y/N to the entrance. “Hey, just wondering--”

“Yeah?”

“Am I...am I still blocked?” He looked a bit flustered as she tilted her head and squinted her eyes. “On your phone. Because I remember you having my number blocked--”

“I unblocked you on your birthday.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah.” Y/N shrugged. “I should’ve sent you a happy birthday text but...I didn’t want your girlfriend to get the wrong ideas.”

“My ex.”

“Yeah, I know.”

They smiled at each other one last time before saying goodbye. Y/N knew it was silly, but she was hoping he would go after her.

Ding.

A notification popped up when she was in the car. She was almost home, and it was from Harry’s number. He’d sent her a link with a message that said, “Hope you like it :)”.

Curious, she tapped on it and was directed to an audio file titled ‘Track 5’. The upload date was last year. About two weeks after their short conversation at the Grammys.

Hurriedly, she fumbled inside her bag for her iPods and put it on before she pressed play.

“Hey, Jeff, I couldn’t sleep so I wrote this song. Listen and let me know if it should go on the album.”

Then came the piano intro. It sounded good, so Y/N wondered how it hadn’t ended up on his last album.

But when he started to sing...

We ended a while ago Your friends are mine, you know, I know You've moved on, found someone new One more guy who brings out the better in you

And I thought my heart was detached From all the sunlight of our past But he’s so nice, he’s so funny Does he mean you forgot about me?

Oh, I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

And does he tell you you’re the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen? An eternal love bullshit he might not even mean Remember when you were with me I meant it when you heard it first from me

And now I'm pickin' him apart Like cuttin' him down will make you miss my wretched heart But he’s charming, he looks kind He probably gives you butterflies

I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better

I hope you're happy I wish you all the best, really Say you love him, baby Just not like you loved me And think of me fondly when your hands are on him I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

The song was for her. He’d written it when her new relationship had gone public. Y/N sat there, staring blankly ahead until the honking of a car tore open her inner peace, and reality came crashing back in. The driver dropped her off at her house. Instead of going inside, she stood on her front steps and replayed the song one more time. When it ended, she decided to text him: Why didn’t this make it to the album?

She didn’t know where he was now, but it showed ‘typing’ in less than a second, as if he’d been waiting in their chat since he’d sent that link.

You would’ve hated me, Y/N.

True, she replied. Still, I would’ve loved the song lowkey. And added, I love it btw.

He took so long to type that it was driving her crazy. She flopped down on the concrete stair with her phone clutched in her hands, her heart thundering against her ribcage. Anxiety popped like a balloon when his message appeared: Were you happier?

She reread it again and again.

No.

I wasn’t either, he responded. I kept getting deja vu.

Ha, nice reference.

That song is my guilty pleasure. Love listening to you roasting me on loop.

That last message made Y/N bury her face into her palm and giggle like a fool. She thought for a second and wrote: I could come roast you in person now if that’s what you prefer. I think we’ve never had a proper roasting.

Can we meet, Y/N? Or are you busy now?

No, not busy.

Great, I’ll pick you up.

Just tell me where, she responded with a smile on her face. I got my drivers license now :)

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trblhyuns · 3 years

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imagine us. (pt.1 and we were eating)

pairing// hyunjin-reader main &&lil chan-reader for a little

tws// use of drugs and alcohol, suggestive scenes, hyunjin can be a dick sometimes and it hurts

— lighthearted

prologue / masterlist / pt.2

pt.1 wc: 1989

his cologne caught my nose. it smells just like the one i had got for my little brother this past christmas. when my brother wore it it smelt nice, and i liked the undernotes but on him, it just smelt weird. but now i could smell the same undertone and it was pleasingly sweet, but mostly smelled like dude. not like locker room dude but like shaves his face with a straight razor, changes his own oil, shops at nordstrom rack dude. my brother said he wanted it because he saw it in some pickup artist video saying that it was the best scent to get girls. i wonder if he got it because of that video too. not saying that if i smelled it on my brother that i would find him attractive too. ew. i know that scents change depending on the person who is wearing them. but the smell, or more likely the aura radiating off this guy is making my head turn.

i can only catch a glimpse of the head of hair on this guy. blonde and long. like the barbies i used to play with my elementary school when i would spend the night. i want to see more of him. his smell is luring me in. i feel like a dog looking for a treat that it hid months ago.

"why do you keep looking at the booth behind you" jisung looks into me, using scissors to cut the sizzling pork belly into small pieces. i fold into myself watching the pieces fall onto the round charcoal grill between us. "you're so weird." he shakes his head before going back to grilling the meat.

"okay try to see past all the smell of the expensive meat, which i am paying for, may remind you before you call me weird. but you smell that?" he looks at me while squinting his eyes, slowly he puts down the tongs and scissors. his fingers stroke his chin and within a few moments his features scrunch up.

"yeah i smell that. oh my god."

"really? i thought i was crazy." relief falls over me. i'm not the only one who can smell it.

"yeah it smells so fucking bad, it's like there is a y/n here stinking the whole restaurant up. yeah, i don't think i can eat anymore" he drops his hands on the table. my eyes droop. i look up at him from hooded lids, trying to put on the most deadpan face i can.

"yeah, i think you're paying now buddy."

"but y/n~~~ i was like um just playing, but for real it smells like dude. you know when you come to the studio with me and the middle schoolers leave because the youth classes end. yeah, yeah. like when the youth classes end. onions and axe." i chuckle at his response before grabbing a piece of the now grilled pork belly off the grill and putting it on my plate. i can not express how excited i am to eat this pork belly. it distracts me enough from what we were talking about before, and as i am ready to bring the food up to my mouth i am soon more distracted by the sound of the tall man scooting out from the booth behind me, napkin clad in hand making his way over to the buffet, probably to get more sides.

"jisung do you need more sides?"

"no, i need more front."

"what?" i looked at him puzzled trying to figure out what he means.

"i need to see the front of that guy who smells like onions and axe, was that what you were trying to look at in the booth behind you. because i'm going to let you know right now, just by looking at the back of onion and axe guy you have no chance."

i stare at him again.

"bitch what the fuck." jisung puts his hand up to his forehead, which i just flicked. "again, i was just joking gotdamn. if you want to talk to him this is your chance i guess. i want more radish now be nice and go get me some since you just flicked me." i roll my eyes still staring while my eyes close into a tight glare shooting at him. i look over at the buffet, and he is nowhere to be seen. usually, by now i would have kicked jisung under the table for being so mean, but he was right. this was a good time to go see what this guy was all about. and, i want to smell him. as appetizing as this porkbelly smells, and how much i was craving to eat it, he smells more delicious. but jisung's words play in my head again onions and axe. it makes me chuckle.

i get up and make my way towards the buffet. it's the dinner rush, and since this was the only good bbq spot in the town at the moment, i have to dodge busy servers, and the sound of conversations, and maybe even a fighting couple pass by me as i make my way over.

trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, i try to look around me taking in the surroundings of the restaurant, but trying to spot the full head of blonde hair. i put the plastic gloves over my hands, grabbing a plate from under the food, and then mindlessly— and may i add very slowly— put things onto the plate. i see him a bit of the way over just staring at the meat fridge. the blonde hair pulls me in and i'm about to make my move before i feel a sting on my face. quickly i wipe my hand over my face trying to scratch before i realize i now have the residue of whatever was on my gloves, but what's even worse i don't have my mask on. the blood rushes to my face as i quickly make my way back to the booth where jisung is waiting for me.

"dude you didn't even get any radish." he looks at me, looking like he is trying to hold back his laughter as he throws a napkin at my face.

"do you think he saw me, oh my god, what if he did, he probably thinks i'm some freak anti-masker trying to spread my germs to everyone."

"i mean i would." jisung retorts at me.

"you're such a dick" i throw my crumpled-up napkin back at him.

"yeah but who begged me to come out to eat with her, and who made me cancel my studio time just because little y/n can't grill food by herself, and can't stand the thought of eating out alone." his pout becomes deeper with each word he says, and his voice becomes squeaker at the same rate.

"yeah but who gets to eat for free?" i imitate him. this makes him purse his lips, a playful look on his face as he goes back to eating the sides i brought back from the buffet. he looks around before eyeing the direction of the buffet.

"yoooo YOOOOOOOO y/n y/n y/n. i know that guy." he has a surprised look on his face, but not hiding the fact that he is a little excited. like a little lab dog. i open my eyes wide, ready to hear how i can get closer to him. "i've seen him at the studio before. you know that guy chan i have been trying to get you to bang so i can live vicariously through you, yeah i think he is friends with him."

"first of all, i don't know why you keep trying to live vicariously through me. especially since the situation is me having sex with chan. because you are like. straight. but maybe i should hit up chan now haha." i play with the straw that's sitting in my water cup while jisung pulls out his phone, scrolling through. he looked so focused, a look i only see when he is trying to mix a new track, or while he stares at himself in the mirror while dancing. i wait there for a while, distributing the rest of the cooked meat between us. before i can start to eat jisung shoves his phone in my face.

"okay i got his snapchat and apparently he is here with this girl as you can see by the story i am showing you right now." that was quick, but expected from jisung.

i take his phone out of his hands, holding it closer to my face so i can read the caption better. remembering that they are in the booth behind us, i remember to lower my voice before i speak.

"okay first of all who comes to a bbq place and orders off the kitchen menu. and do you think they are dating, like is the emoji meant to be about her or the food, and do you think she is eating the food he is grilling, or do you think she is the type to eat salads on dates to seem more feminine." i start to ramble, obviously jealous over a girl i don't know over a guy i don't know. things have been dry for me lately. school has taken over my life. occasionally i will go out to the club, or the rare party, but being friends with jisung who doesn't get out as much as he used to, i just have never have an excuse to go out and meet more people. this is the action and drama i need in my life right now.

"okay, first of all, y/n you said a lot, and it is a lot to unpack. and i don't know if you know her and have some grudge or sum, but i think you are just reading too much into it." and he's right. i have only seen this guy's face like once, and maybe got a good whiff of him, but i feel like i'm going crazy for no reason. oh my god, i am so deprived of any interaction with anyone.

"let's just forget about it and get the bill. he has a girl so my window has closed." jisung nods in approval and goes to finishing his food. we continue to make small talk and joke around. the server comes to the table black book in hand. i put my card in and wait for him to come back with the reciept.

"wait y/n your tipping too right."

"oh my god jisung, just how broke are you?"

"i'm not broke i'm just trying to save up for these nice ass headphones and i just wanted to ask you to break our little you pay and i tip streak so i can keep a little extra cash so i can hear porn in HD audio."

"okay, okay, just stop talking, gosh. what is up with you today." the server comes back and i scribble in the tip and total before looking at jisung signaling to him to get up.

"nothin.'' he smiles at me as he scoots out from the booth grabbing his bag. "so now that you know that pretty guy isn't available will you FINALLY hit up chan. he has been asking about you." we are walking out of the restaurant now. standing out on the side walk beside the main road. there is traffic tonight downtown, like always. the older people are making their way out of the restaurants, and closing their tabs at bars. the bouncers are going to come out soon, ready to take only the obviously fake ids, and i can imagine a few hours from now the barely dressed girls on the backs of guys they met dancing stumbling down the concrete, or the older college kids playing pool instead of getting wasted.

"i guess now i will."

#straykids #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #bang chan #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin fic #hyunjin smut

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kyber-crystal · 4 years

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An Accidental Confession

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: ~3.1k

Summary: In which you decided to a record a message explaining your feelings for Steve in case you didn't make it out of your mission alive. You don’t have any intention of it actually being heard by him, but you have no other choice to face your fear when it’s accidentally broadcasted across the entire compound.

Warnings: none, this is pure fluff haha with hints of a cocky steve hehe.

A/N: Some dialogue credits go to Descendants of the Sun! (yes, this is a oneshot of a scene from it, bc I love that drama with my whole heart)

Tags: Dedicating this to @sylvie-writes because she’s an absolute SWEETHEART. I LOVE YOU BB. go follow her!

"Hey, Y/N, check this out!"

You glanced up from where you were furiously typing away at the computer to see Peter with a wide grin on his face. "Hm?"

"Look what I found! Mr. Stark's old speaker set!" The teenager went around to behind the table and rolled out the speaker in front of you. "It was a bit souped up, but all it really needed was some TLC and here it is, good as new!"

"Found this old thing while he was cleaning up," Tony explained, "you wanna hook your phone up and give it a go?"

"Uh...sure, why not," you shrugged, standing up and pushing your seat in, making your way over to the two of them. You took your phone out of your pocket and plugged it in.

"Check, one, two," Peter spoke into the small microphone. "Check one, two, three. Hey! It's working!"

You couldn't help but grin at his enthusiasm. "How old is this thing, anyway?"

"Older than me, that's for sure. Now play something!"

"Alright, alright. Let's see..." you scrolled through your playlists until you found the one you wanted, pressing 'play' and putting it on shuffle. "There."

"Fly Me To The Moon! May played it for me all the time when I was little," Peter exclaimed. "She always insisted I educate myself on older music. Now I'm glad she did."

Bucky and Sam stopped screaming at each other as they battled it out in Mario Kart, quieting down and humming to the beat as they held their controllers tightly. Wanda smiled to herself as she stirred the pot of soup on the stove, Bruce on the verge of falling asleep as he sipped his coffee at the kitchen island and read a news article on his phone. The energy within the compound seemed to lighten significantly as Frank Sinatra's soothing voice echoed off the walls.

You went out to the patio to relax, crossing your arms and closing your eyes as the sounds of chirping crickets and music mixed together in one soothing melody, the moonlight reflecting over the water. For a brief moment in time, you were at peace - and you relished in the temporary feeling of serenity. The 'city that never slept' was sleepy, for once. It wasn't all that late, but you were already beginning to succumb to fatigue's temptations.

But then, the song came to an end and switched off to something else.

"Hey, Steve. I hope this message never finds you because if it does...it means I'm most likely dead-" your all-too familiar voice came over the phone, thick with tears as you struggled to contain your sobs. "God, what am I even doing here? I have a gunshot wound that most likely pierced a vital organ so I'm just gonna bleed out here alone- why am I even doing this? I don't even know how much longer it'll be before you arrive with the evac team...so I just want to apologize in advance for not coming back to you like I promised. If I'd known I'd die in a foreign country, I would've lived a more carefree life instead of constantly worrying, like you always told me to just relax sometimes, I'm so, so sorry-"

Your eyes widened in realization and you rushed across the facility as fast as you could possibly go to the labs.

"Leaving words like this before dying is so uncultured- please, Steve...are you on your way? Please tell me you're on your way. If I'm really dying here I don't wanna die alone. Please hurry...I don't think I can last until you get here. Even so, you'll be the first to find me if I die, that is, if my corpse isn't dragged away or some shit like that - God, this hurts- I almost forgot how much it hurt to get shot...damn...I really underestimated the power of a bullet, huh?

Steve's bandaged fists fell to his sides, the punching bag swinging back and forth so wildly that it would've knocked him over if it weren't for his muscular figure. His brow furrowed in concern and he felt a small ache his chest upon hearing your voice crack - you never cried, and even if you did, which was extremely rare, you were good at hiding it from others.

But then a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips - you did ramble sometimes, and he found it rather adorable. It was, in fact, one of the main reasons why he admired you so much.

"FRIDAY? Where's the source of this audio?"

"It's playing from Mr. Stark's speaker in the lab, Captain," the AI responded.

"Thank you."

He unwrapped the tape from around his hands and exited the training facility, going into a light jog as he headed up to the lounge.

"If I knew that I'd die like this, then I would've told you my true feelings. That I'm in love with you and I really wished you'd kissed me when we were watching that movie together- it was Die Hard, wasn't it? I really wished you'd done something. We were sitting so close, and...I couldn't stop thinking about it. I was tempted to just run my hands through your hair and kiss you. And I almost did. I'm so in love with you, hopelessly in love with you...and if there's anything that scares me more than dying alone, it's probably thinking of a way to tell you, and the fear of being rejected by my best friend, my partner in crime-"

A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. You were in love with him? He felt his heartbeat pick up speed at the thought. He always held that small bit of hope in his heart that you'd feel the same way.

Just as Steve arrived at the labs, you came bursting through the doors with a look of sheer panic in your eyes, your face drained of all color. You quickly unplugged your phone from the speaker as he watched on in amusement.

"Want some, Mr. Stark?" Peter offered through a mouthful of popcorn, holding the bag out to his mentor. "Seems like we're in for a treat here."

"Where'd you get these, kid?" Tony questioned as he reached over and popped several kernels into his mouth. "Mm. Caramel, a classic."

"I always keep some with me. Never know when drama will break out."

Steve laughed and shook his head as you quickly turned around on your heel and sprinted out of the room. It was so unlike you to act like this - normally you were rather guarded and stoic. To see you as anything but was not only amusing, but adorable in his eyes - it was one of the many things he loved about you, in fact.

"Music...really changes a lot of things," Peter cleared his throat awkwardly.

The super-soldier cracked a smile. "I seem to be in the center of that change."

He said a few quick goodbyes went to find you, as Peter and Tony continued enjoying their popcorn together.

"Oh my god, I'm so stupid, oh my god, why did I even record that damn message," you muttered, finding yourself going back outside again. You needed to clear your head and get away from Steve. The secondhand embarrassment you just knew was waiting for you was almost too much to even think about - what would he think of you now? What would everyone else think of you?

Steve had beaten you to it and was already out there, leaning against the glass railing with his arms crossed over his chest, wearing an amused expression on his face.

"Oh my god! You scared me!" your voice heightened to a shriek. "What the hell, Rogers? How are you here? Why are you here?"

"I know you like the back of my hand, sweetheart," he chuckled lightly. "You always come out here whenever you're restless or stressed out. Figured you'd try to flee as soon as you heard," he gestured back inside, "all that."

"That was none of your business!" you squeaked. "It was a private message, not meant for you to actually hear! It wasn't for you!"

"Well, you did announce it, publicly," he defended himself, pushing himself away from the railing and raising his hands in surrender. "And it sounded like it was for me. You said my name."

"It wasn't for you!"

"Then why'd you say Steve?"

"It's a different Steve?"

"A different Steve with a stealth suit, Quinjet, and evac team?"

"Y-yeah! B-but it's really funny. Why are you listening to other people's recordings?'

"Like I said, doll," your face flushed at the nickname, "it was broadcasted publicly. I didn't listen, I heard."

"Because you heard it, you carelessly hear it all the way through?"

He smirked. "You know, you're really cute when you're upset." He smirked, taking several steps towards you. You instinctively stepped back. "But why are you running away? When you were about to die you wanted to confess." With each step he took, you took another backwards. "But since you lived, you changed your mind?"

"Confess? That wasn't a confession. That wasn't me."

"This cell phone is yours," he held up your hand that tightly gripped your phone.

"This isn't a phone- Y/N, what the hell are you saying? Stop talking," you cursed yourself under your breath.

"It's an honor knowing I'm in your will," he said kindly.

"If you know then that's enough," you exhaled, stepping around him to leave. Steve stopped you by placing a hand out in front, before moving it to grip your wrist. You felt your skin heat up rapidly under his touch.

You gasped. "Look! Thor set the toaster on fire!"

"I'm not fooled, sweetheart."

You moved to try and leave again, but he only tightened his grip. "Whether or not it was a confession, I'm going to listen to it, so let's not run away, shall we?"

You were silent for several moments before responding, swallowing hard. "Okay. I got it. I'll answer you so let go of me and let's talk. Really."

"Really, right?"

He obeyed, releasing his hand from your wrist. You quickly moved around him and ran back inside. Steve just laughed to himself, shaking his head in disbelief.

"She finally did it," Sam nodded in approval as he and Bucky finished their Rainbow Road deathmatch. "Good game, man."

"Yeah, good game," they shook hands, "but if I'm being honest...I didn't expect things to go down like that. If anything, Steve seems like he'd be the first to confess. The way they're dancing around each other like oblivious monkeys...damn."

"Couldn't have described it better."

...

You flopped onto your bed, panting heavily as you stared up at the ceiling. Your heart was beating so fast that you felt like passing out. Maybe I'll just die like this and I won't ever have to confess for real, you thought. That sounds much better than death by blood loss from a gunshot wound.

"Hey, darling."

You sat up and let out a short scream as you saw Steve leaning against your doorframe, that damn smirk still on his face. "What the hell? You can't just ambush me like that! How long have you been standing there for?"

"Long enough," he chuckled, sliding his hands in his pockets and stepping inside. This time, you were too lazy to push him away, and just allowed him to sit down next to you at the edge of your bed. Steve propped his hand on his chin as he gazed at you, smiling.

You sighed and let your head fall into your hands. "This is all your fault."

"My fault?" Steve tilted his head in confusion. "How is this my fault?"

"Becau- never mind. I'm busy. I gotta go check up on the new lab I'm working on with Bruce."

You stood up abruptly, but he reached out and grabbed your wrist again. "I'm going to go to the labs, too. He asked me to help with a few things. I think you just found yourself an escort."

"I can go by myself, Rogers. I'm an adult," you gave him a pointed look.

"Ouch. That stung," he pretended to look hurt. "Last name calling? I thought we agreed on sappy pet names. And besides, you know what happened last time you went somewhere alone. You got shot."

"Whatever."

"Hold on," he tugged you back so that you had to sit down again. "Why do you keep running away from me? You confess your feelings in your will and then you run."

"It wasn't my will."

"You said you were scared to die alone."

"It wasn't me. Where is your bout of confidence even coming from?"

"I'm not asking how you feel about me at the moment. Don't feel bad that I found out how you feel about me. Because I'm in love with you too, and nothing can change the fact that I like you even more now."

You swallowed hard.

He smiled again. "And you look beautiful today, doll."

"Stop with the pet names," you mumbled. You couldn't stop the tremor in your tone as you spoke

"Hey hey hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Steve brought a hand up to your face, lightly skimming the tip of his thumb across your cheekbone to wipe away the tears that had fallen. "Hey. Tell me what's wrong, darling."

As soon as that last word left his lips, you lost it. A broken sob escaped from your mouth before you broke down, and he felt guilt settle in the pit of his stomach. Sure, he was lightly teasing you - but he didn't intend for his jabs to hurt you in any way. That was the last thing he wanted to do - to see you cry. He hated seeing you cry.

"Oh, God, I'm so sorry," he whispered, carefully wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to him, rubbing circles onto your back. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken the teasing so far. I'm so sorry, Y/N-"

It took nearly twenty minutes for your sniffles to die down and another ten for your crying to stop completely, but he patiently held you until you did. And when it finally stopped, it still took you several moments before you could bring yourself to meet his eyes.

"I look like a mess," you muttered, quickly ducking your head down to wipe at your nose. "I'm sorry you had to see me like this-"

"You look lovely, regardless," Steve murmured, kissing your forehead. "You'll always look beautiful in my eyes."

"You're such a sap," you mumbled, closing your eyes. "I hate you."

"You know you love me, Y/N."

"No I don't."

"That message told me otherwise. You sounded like you were pretty in love, judging by the desperate tone in your voice-"

"Shut up!"

"Make me," he challenged, a smirk appearing on his face.

You huffed and stood up, crossing your arms. "You're a pain in the ass, you know that, Rogers?"

"Watch your language-"

"Make me."

"Using my own words against me, are you?" Steve raised a brow as he stood up as well, walking towards you. You kept walking backwards until you felt your back hit the wall and internally panicked when you realized there was nowhere else to go.

"Shit," you whispered. "I'm not escaping this one, am I?"

"Not a chance," he chuckled wistfully. You felt your heart do somersaults and your stomach twist itself into knots as he met your eyes, a softened look to them that you'd never seen before - what was it? Just a few minutes earlier you'd find yourself squirming beneath his intense gaze but for some reason, you stayed put.

When his lips pressed against yours, you felt a crackle of electricity across your skin and the world fell away. It seemed as if time stopped and held its breath as it watched the two of you, his arm curving around your waist as his free hand rested at the back of your neck, pulling you flush against him. Though you were taken aback by the sudden gesture and terrified you wasted no time in reacting, sinking deeper into the kiss. You could feel him smile against your lips and fireworks exploded inside your chest - if there was a way to describe pure magic, this would definitely be it. And he felt it too - and he swore to himself that he'd never felt a bigger rush of adrenaline before until now.

You looked absolutely stunning to him in that moment as you pulled apart - with your half-closed eyes, reddened cheeks, and swollen lips - his doing, no doubt. Your gaze slipped down to his equally swollen lips and you felt your face flush at the sight. Steve was quick to catch what you were doing and pulled you back in for more.

This time, it wasn't as innocent and quick. It was more needy, passionate - months, no, years of pent-up frustration he didn't even know he had seeping into it. Years of not being able to tell you finally being poured out into one grand gesture - years of finally getting closure because he now knew the girl he'd loved for as long as he could remember felt the same way.

"Oh my fucking shit."

The two of you were practically gasping for air as you broke apart a second time to see a smug-looking Sam.

"You just- I didn't interrupted something between y'all, did I?" Sam cocked a brow. "Looked like you were this close to-"

"No," you exhaled, "we weren't."

"I'm a GENIUS for fixing that speaker! If I hadn't done so you guys never would've gotten together!" Peter squealed as he appeared by the Falcon's side. "I believe a thank you is in order!"

"I hope my timing isn't bad, but I have to ask," Steve cleared his throat and looked you straight in the eye. "that was a confession, right? And you didn't do it just because you felt compelled to. Be honest with me."

You let out a sigh of defeat. "Yeah...it was."

He broke into a gorgeous, million-dollar grin that made you weak at the knees. He leaned down, lips ghosting over yours as if he was going to kiss you again - but pulled back, much to your disappointment.

"I guess I'm the victor of this battle, huh," he whispered before releasing his hold on you and walking out, leaving you to stand there utterly shell-shocked and speechless as Peter and Sam began teasing you.

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crippledboyfriend · 3 years

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For the last two years I've been dedicated to the DNRS program to tackle my mobility issues. I am giving up and moving on to something new. I stopped getting déjà vu in the first few months and experienced some positive mental changes but most of all it has put me in the deepest depression I've ever felt. I'll share some gems that I did learn about being mindful and making your brain more neuro plastic so you can make new healthier brain pathways if your brain is stuck in flight or flight.

With your brain was stuck in flight or flight, you can feel constant pain and fear. The idea is that you shouldn't trust your emotions. Be calm and collected in any situation. I have taught myself not to panic and feel like I need to solve any problems immediately. Most everything I can get to on my own time without stressing myself out hurrying to fix it. I used to have a daily crisis but for the last year the only issue important enough that came up was an earthquake nearby where my old foreign exchange student lived. I was worried, dropped what I was doing to text her and killed all of my fears when I immediately got a text back from her that she was okay. Not being scared made the sense of doom I got when I would have déjà vu seem more manageable and the problem went away.

What you're supposed to keep your brain busy and focus on your other senses. Appreciating and imagining scents and tastes does seem to take up the space in my mind that can shut up anxious thoughts. I can find spicy food especially grounding. Sometimes if I focus too hard I'll find myself worrying while also focusing on a visualization and realize I'm not taking in anything that's going on whatever TV show I'm watching. But I have found a lot of little things to try to keep thinking about, like imagining the world around me in different art styles, counting the numbers of colors I see and putting names to the shades. I tried to keep a song stuck in my head at all times now and go through all the lyrics. Another thing the program suggests is to picture a color flowing through your body. I have allodynia so when being shook, tapped, or lightly touched I get muscle spasms, and sometimes I think visualizing a color helps. I keep that up while I'm in the car moving over potholes that trigger me.

The program teaches you how to elevate your mood. They encourage you to enjoy putting yourself in a Big Mood. Get pumped up like you're at an exciting game or you're watching one of your favorite anime openings. Try pretending you're drunk or on cocaine to get out of a funk. Pick out vibes you like and try to feel and enjoy them as long as you can. They suggest essentially making mood boards to keep your mind busy and inspired. I found on my own that if I am just thinking about whump I try to keep relaxed with it on my mind for as long as possible.

I also listened to Daniel Howells audiobook you will get through this night which is full of advice for being mindful and recommend you check it out. He says to try to comfort yourself imagining how you want someone to comfort you and he also said something about having thoughts and just letting them come and pass which really stuck with me.

Another aspect of the program is to acknowledge what you're thankful for as you visualize past memories. As I did this, I started seeing clear like black and white things that I'm thankful for versus things that I'm angry about. I didn't use to argue, and very soon after starting this program I began arguing every day, along with crying every day. I don't think I cried once in the whole year earlier. I talked with a coach who gave great advice to take issues I have and picture putting them away in a box that I can open whenever I'm ready and don't need to waste my time and energy thinking about them while I'm upset.

The DVDs that teach you how to implement the program into your life are filled with hours of the doctor Annie Hopper who created this program sobbing about how hard her life used to be but it's all worth it because now she can help other people since she learned how to fix herself with her medical expertise, yet she still charges $250 to get started. Don't hesitate to ask me questions if you are considering the program, and if you're already doing these exercises, I'll try to share advice with you and be someone to relate to.

#DNRS #spoonie #Mindfulness #Anxiety #Depression

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oneboxofmatches · 3 years

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Hi!!! May I request a HP romantic and friendship matchup on both eras? (Preferably male), thanks in advance! 💞

𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗦 + 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘

19, Libra, Neutral Good, enneagram is 4w5, Ravenclaw, and my patronus spirit is swan. Bi Pan Genderfluid girl using pronouns of She/Her or He/Him. A friend of mine told me that I (kinda) look like Marinette from 𝗠𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗰��𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝗱𝘆𝗯𝘂𝗴, Musa from 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝘅 𝗖𝗹𝘂𝗯, and Alexandra Trese from 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲 (a Netflix animated series), but the exception is I'm short (5'1.2") plus sized Southeast Asian woman with Spanish descent that has messy/wavy brunette medium hair, chocolate brown eyes, oriental skin and a small beauty mark on the forehead. My sense of fashion is in between emo and boyish plus korean glam.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬

Distant and shy at first cause' I dunno how to initiate a conversation, but a total opposite if I open up---friendly, ambivert, witty, laughing loudly on a daily basis, talkative, awkward, daydreamer (I got embarrassed from knocking at the door even I'm inside the classroom 😂), EXTREMELY clumsy, secretly likes affection, easily overwhelmed, prone to melt over any wholesomeness, flusters on compliments, lightly blushes on cheesy banters, sarcastic person with a lowkey crackhead energy citing meme references, and talented girl who can be your no. 1 supporter and unashamed to be true to myself. In terms of leadership, I only educate and guide than being a prefect (I might take the role seriously), and will lift my group when there's lacking/incompleteness. About doing projects in school, I become too extra and prepared for efforts, but I'll forget the process in the end.

People thought I'm a demure self-effacing woman that looks "idealistic" or "one of a kind," (due to my protective parents, a reason why I've never been in a relationship) but the truth is, I'm eloquent, warm-hearted, willig to help, kind, intelligent, supportive, nice, creative, enthusiastic, determined, tough, competitive, and feisty outside, but a real softie that can be childish and dramatic crybaby filled with doubts, frustrations, and insecurities with fear of failure that pushes off the limits to to please everyone, yet I still managed to be stronger than ever, even it's a slow burn process. I can be intimidating, sassy, and a douchebag if I receive ends. Immature, headstrong, perfectionist, demanding, hesitant, jumpy, very indecisive, overthinker, quick-tempered, sensitive, and anxious (no joke, my nervousness makes me think worse scenario will arrive or I might break a belonging due to my carelessness). Though can be procrastinator and arrogant, I raised as a religious 𝖺𝗇𝖽 diplomatic person, willing to fight what I believe (including my dreams) 𝖺𝗇𝖽 what is right. In addition, I have a habit of staying up late and doing sign of the cross to ease nervousness.

Blunt but the loudest idiotic feeling-brokenhearted and bitter friend in the group who fangirl a lot, swears like sailor, will act like a silent backstabber on people that we loathe, will crack up over your stupid antics before helping, and bring gossips, but a hopeless romantic who tends to banter with sarcasms or pick up lines as an endearment (but gets grumpy if I received sappy or offensive one), still generous and concerned in a subtle way.

𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗜𝗘𝗦

My hobbies are singing, drawing, roleplaying, listening to music, chatting/browsing on social media, conceptualizing, writing, and reading some stuffs. 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾 making corniest jokes/puns, 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀, and dancing when nobody's around or walking like a model if I feel so bold (even I'm terrible at both xD).

𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦

Loves kittens, eating a lot, cartoons, watching YouTube videos (mostly pageants, ASMR, edit audios, and mukbangs), also enjoys playing games on my sister's PSP. Sucker for arts, choir, night sky, makeup, fun/deep/dumb conversations, Christianity, documentaries (about saints, real crime stories, and inspirational people), reading interesting stuffs, talking about social issues, and writings, chilling both indoors and outdoors. Beside that, my music taste are like late 90s-2000s songs (mostly rock, pop, and country) sometimes kpop and ppop, chocoholic, and a sweetooth as well.

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Things that I hate are stereotyping, HUGE creepy crawlies (spiders, toads, snakes, and cockroaches), firecracker sounds, being left out, loneliness, heart break, blackout, and judgemental people. One random fact about me is, I 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 vent out EVERYTHING I despise in my entire existence---from bad soap operas to toxicity and worse scenarios in real life, because it's a big deal for me, and I consider forcing me to do what I'm not into and manipulating me as my major pet peeves.

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In terms of triggers...I only have two which are ta𝖨king about divorce/annullment/separation because I came from a generational broken family and religion/beliefs discrimination, cause' there are reasonings that doesn't makes sense because some are too hypocritical.

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My best assets are smile, eyes, personality, singing voice, artistic skills, writings, intelligence, and oratorical skills...so I can consider myself as a singer, artist, orator, and a top student who's a former active campus ministry member with three roles (choir leader, psalm singer, and reader). Currently an incoming college freshman, learning how to cook and have so many interests, to the point I don't know what I'm into because of my dreams to become a popular Filipino YouTuber, a novelist, and being part of a successful chorale competing internationally...I also consider joining pageants at school too once the pandemic ends, but maybe.

Thank you so, so much for requesting! I had a lot of fun with this one (as you can tell by some of the really long answers lol) and I hope you enjoy!!

In the Golden Trio era, I romantically pair you with…

CEDRIC DIGGORY

One of the most beautiful things about Cedric is that although he may show some introverted tendencies, he still manages to have a natural gift for connecting to others and allowing them to feel comfortable enough to open up. Really, your initial distance and shyness don't last nearly as long towards Cedric as they would with most other people.

Hearing your laughter brings the widest, cheesiest grin to Cedric’s face. Not only does he adore seeing you happy, but he also recognizes that your anxiety, insecurities, and strong emotions can sometimes cloud up your demeanor. Therefore, it brings him comfort knowing that (for the moment) you’re finding joy. He thrives when you thrive!

However, as much as he loves seeing your more energetic and happier self, it goes without saying that he’s the best comfort for when you’re not having the best day.

Cedric is an excellent listener, so he’ll most likely let you talk without interruption for as long as you need before even saying a word. He wants to make sure he truly understands your current state before acting. He may take a few seconds to process everything after you finish speaking, but then he’ll help you tackle whatever problems you’re facing. He’s especially talented at giving words of affirmation.

Cedric’s listening also comes in handy whenever you talk about your interests! He genuinely loves hearing about the things you’re interested in solely for the fact that you’re interested in them. Side note: you can count on him to be at any music performances, pageants, etc. you may have -- this guy is truly your #1 supporter.

Cedric’s a very good student (though I suspect he’s somewhat of a procrastinator himself), so I can also see you two supporting each other through schoolwork and celebrating each other’s successes.

Like you, Cedric has a strong urge to do the right thing. Talking to him about social issues stirs up a need to help, and I could see you two doing volunteer work together in your spare time.

I like to believe one of Cedric’s biggest love languages is quality time. Don’t get me wrong, this guy loves staying involved and busy. But taking a couple hours to be with you in small ways (even if that means just being in the same room while you scroll through social media) gives him a nice balance.

Overall, this kind boy will be there unwaveringly through the bad times and will laugh just as loud as you through the good!

As a friend, I think you’d best be matched with…

LUNA LOVEGOOD

You wanna talk about the best conversations, relentless support, and overall the most wholesome friendship you could ask for? Luna’s your girl.

Being unashamed to be true to yourself is one of the biggest reasons why Luna is so drawn to you. While she’s very friendly and insightful towards everyone she meets, it can get a bit repetitive for her to constantly interact with people who try to shelter their unique characteristics from the world. In her mind, these unique characteristics are what make people so fascinating! Why should anyone hide who they are?

Luna’s creativity is endless, and I can see it blending well with yours. Collaborating on a personal project outside of school (ex: novel, blog, etc.) together is definitely something I could see you two doing.

Speaking of creativity, finding creative solutions to everyday problems (both in school and in life) is your specialty as friends.

Admittedly, Luna isn’t usually drawn to louder individuals. However, the complexity behind your personality makes it easier for her to know you are much more than what meets the eye.

Speaking of, Luna has a difficult time standing up for herself -- whether it’s because she doesn’t feel a need to or she just doesn’t recognize the meaning behind certain phrases. She NEEDS a friend like you to stand up for her sometimes, and I know you wouldn’t hesitate!

Ranting to Luna is therapeutic to say the least. While her aloofness at times may make it seem as if she isn’t fully paying attention, that couldn’t be further from the truth. She’s actually catching every word, and once you’re done she’ll leave you with a philosophical solution that may seem borderline insane/irrelevant when you first hear it, but it strangely makes sense.

Overall, the lack of judgment from either of you is what draws you together. As a result, you build a unique bond that couldn’t be broken even if either of you wanted it to.

In the Marauders era, I romantically pair you with…

REMUS LUPIN

Let’s be honest, it would take you two so long to ask each other out. You were probably already really close friends, but the insecurities and “what if?” questions from both of you delayed an actual relationship.

When you finally started dating, you were both so relieved. You still share a laugh at how almost nothing changed in the way you interacted with each other.

While with mutual friends, Remus sometimes likes to sit back and just watch you, especially when you get really talkative because this is when you become the most expressive. He has the softest smile when you’re actively cracking jokes, discussing something you’re passionate about, or even calling someone out. Sometimes you may be too distracted to notice, but other times you’ll catch him.

“What?”

“Oh, nothing.” (While that same soft smile never leaves his face.)

You both hold really high standards for yourself in terms of school, so expect late-night study/work sessions to be your best bet for quality time.

Though the occasional instance of walking through/lying on the grounds becomes a favorite for both of you.

Remus listens when you’re particularly struggling through anxiety or strong emotions, but he has to consciously stop himself from interrupting because he can’t stand how he feels knowing you’re going through a tough time.

All he wants to do is soothe you during these moments. If you’re comfortable, he’ll hold you while speaking to you in a soft voice. Remus, the intellectual that he is, is also your best chance at finding a reasonable solution. So if you're not in the mood for calming words, he's also a great person to turn to for answers.

As for your ambitions, no matter what you choose to pursue, you already know Remus is going to be your biggest source of support every step of the way. He’s more than happy to help in any way he can!

Overall, Remus appreciates you, and he’s always going to make sure you know it.

As a friend, I think you’d best be matched with…

LILY EVANS

Lily especially connects to you because you manage to be determined, competitive, and intelligent without sacrificing your kindness, which is something she can relate to.

You and Lily are the C.E.O.s of doing the right thing. Neither of you hesitates to back the other up when it comes to confronting someone because you know it’s justified.

As perceptive as Lily is, you never need to tell her when something is bothering you. All it takes is a quick glance before she puts whatever she’s doing on hold to check in with you.

The reverse works as well. Typically, Lily really doesn’t internally struggle too much, and when she does she tries to hide it. You’re one of the only people who can see right through whatever she tries to pull.

The constant banter between you two is unmatched, but you both know it's because you really care about each other.

Overall, you and Lily have each other’s backs through anything, even when the other isn’t actively asking for help.

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