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cutiecorner · 11 months

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Hehehe static shock brainrot go brrrr. I have waaay more thpughts about this than i thought, so this'll be part one! Most of it it setup, I'll star ☆ where the fluffy headcanons start! Also, trigger warning for the discussion of death.

Virgil regresses first because. You know. trauma.

I think he's been inclined to regress his whole life but it started to happen involuntarily after his mom passed away, especially late at night after he had dreams about her.

He didn't really know what it was until his dad brought it up in relation to one of the teens he was working with. He mentioned o Virgil they needed to be handled with care because they regress involuntarily due to trauma, and Virgil was like Whoops I Do That

He still didn't tell his dad, at first he felt really embarrassed about it. He tried as hard as he could to repress and avoid it, but it would come back stronger

After spending more time around the kid, he got used to it and decided maybe it wasn't so bad.

So he at least didn't try to fight it any more, now that he knew what it was. He wasn't super active about it though. It only happened at night, so the most he'd do about it was sleep with his favorite beanie baby dog, Pluto, or maybe ask to sleep in his dad's room if he felt really bad.

The first time it happened during the day was at the beginning of high school, when Francis started to bully him. Francis was a really intense bully, and Virgil had never been beat up before. He had a went back home and just couldn't stop crying, he felt so scared.

That's when Richie came in

It wasn't out of the ordinary for Richie to just go up to Virgil's room whenever he felt like it, they were just like that. It was especially expected when Virgil didn't meet up with him after school as usually.

When he got in Virgil was curled up around his dog plush, crying a lot. He had been beat up pretty bad and everything hurt.

Richie rushed to help him, getting him first aid and ice packs and trying to calm him down. It did work a little, though he was still crying, he felt a little better with Richie there

Until he realized... Richie was there

This was not something he intended to share with anyone, not even Richie. What would he think? That he's a total weirdo? Who would wanna hang around a teenager who still acts like a toddler? Counterintuitively, the thought only made him cry more.

Richie didn't notice anything weird, not the crying, not even Pluto, I mean, who wouldn't want to curl up and cry after getting roughed up?

After Virgil calmed down enough, Richie went to go tell Mr. Hawkins. Virgil wasn't opposed, his dad always made him feel safe.

After Mr. Hawkins helped Virgil, he pulled Richie aside to explain why Virgil was so scared.

Virgil tried to interject, that this wasn't Richie's problem, but Richie wanted to know. All he wanted to do was help his best friend, he didn't care what the circumstance was. Plus, Mr. Hawkins insisted it was a trauma response, nothing to be ashamed of.

Richie took the news really well. He reassured Virgil he didn't think any less of him and they were best friends no matter what.

Richie was actually the one who brought up they may be able to turn it into a fun thing. If you feel like a kid, why not act like a kid? There's tons of fun stuff they got 'too old for' to dig up.

☆ Rich really stepped up to help Virgil feel better about regression. He took him to the arcade, the museum, the aquarium - anything to make Virgil smile.

Virgil goes from 3-8 age wise

He looooves video games. He's usually pretty good at them, but he gets a little clumsy when regressed. Richie let's him win on purpose and helps him with all the tough levels

Virgil also loves tinkering! Any kind of building toys, he's all over it - especially legos. He can build so much cool stuff with legos, he's one of those guys who has shelves dedicated to his Lego creations.

Just generally, the Hawkins have a treasure trove of 90s/early 2000s nostalgia. Nerf guns, bayblades, whatever pogs are, they even have an easy bake oven.

Virgil’s dad is very supportive, and very happy Richie is so keen to take care of him. He always makes time for Virgil when he needs him.

Virgil loves to watch cartoons, Richie loves them too. They go crazy for Spongebob

Sharon doesn't fully understand what's going on with Virgil, but she doesn't mind going big sister mode sometimes. He's always her baby brother, after all.

They call him little vee or vee-vee :]

#he is my skrunkly im holding her so gently #agere #fandom agere #agere fandom #dc agere #static shock agere #death ment

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girlwithfish · 1 year

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me surviving was dropping my bf off at school cuz i dont have school today getting gas bc i needed gas then getting a milkshake and sitting in my car for like two hrs then on my phone to distract from having a single thpught ever even th oive been having very bad thoughts since i woke up and super sleep deprived but i couldnt sleep for a while and then finally managed to take a nap at 6 and had weird dreams and now have to do my hw bc its somehow 9pm 😁

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fuck-comphet · 1 year

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So can I ask what you think about my fucked up comphet? Crush?

Well, it all started in high school (were I live we only have six years of elementary school (I think that's the english name) and six of high school, then university), I saw this guy and for some reason I thought he was boyfriend material? I don't know, but I liked how he looked. Then one day I decided to talk with him because we were with friemd and not only he treated me well (like, idk, he teach me how to draw anime shit and didn't laugh at me, that was a lot of attention) but he said to his friemds that I was the girl "that he talked about" with a proud smile and that was it, I knew he liked me. A guy liked me, liked-liked me. Then things happened (bulling, fights over stupid shit, friends before crushes, 12 years old's stuff) and for at least a year I didn't saw him as boyfriend material, actually, I was looking at other boys who treated me like a human and thinking "oh yeah, the perfect boyfriend, im so in love ❤", but then the feeling cameback and I made the worst mistake of my life: I tell a friend about it. A friend who was his friend first, also. Idk why, but once I take the thpught away, it exploded. I liked him, I was obssesed with him. But he was started his incel era and was being a jerk and getting worse with time. Even if I didn't know how to keeping him away from my mind, I just couldn't stop thinking about him because one time a long time ago he was nice with me. But I was terrified of him, of what he could think of me, of him not liking me back. I was so scare that even having the chance I didn't talked with him, I had a lot of chances actually, he was alone and with a free sit at his side most of the time, I could just go and talk with him but nah, I would avoid him at all coast. But I was jealous of other girls just breathing near him. But I really, REALLY thought he was the ugliest bitch in town and tried justify myself because "I like ugly guys" even if people told me that he wasn't that bad and actually one person got so tired that had to shut me up with a "STOP, IF YOU REALLY LIKE HIM YOU SHOULD THINK HIS IS CUTE", but I thought he was cute, just not in that way, in a "so little" way. I was so disgusted about him liking women in a sexual way (I mean, he was a teenager, you know how gross straight boys can be). But also my legs shaked when he was just a little close to me. Also I really giggled and smiled and squeaked when he, starting to left behind his incel phase, was actually nice with me again after so much shit, because he call me cute (THAT WORD) and said he really liked me and laughed at my jokes and imitated my laugh withput realizing it... Even 2 years after that. But I really hated him. But I really wanted to be his bestie. But I wanted to make him my wife. But I still think about him even if I know its not HIM, because I don't know what happened to him since 4 years ago, I just like the Idea of him.

I know that im a lesbian, but you think that I had romantic (not sexual) feelings for him? Because its making me crazy

Tbh being into the idea of a guy (and not the reality of who that guy is) when he is not accessible is classic comphet to me…

In highschool when I was dating my first boyfriend, I developed a “crush” on a different guy I had never even talked to and that lead to me breaking up with my first boyfriend because I realized I actually wasn’t into him. In my head, I justified it by thinking to myself that I was with the wrong guy, but now in hindsight I’m realizing that I wanted any excuse to get out of the relationship I was in and go back to “liking” guys in theory without having to follow-through (meaning kissing/dating them).

It’s hard because as kids/teenagers, we’re insecure as fuck so any positive attention from a guy, which comphet leads us to believe is the ultimate goal in our life, leads to us latching on to that positive attention. But liking the validation of someone being nice to us/being into us is not the same as liking that person romantically.

I’d encourage you to maybe ask yourself: if that guy hadn’t showed that he was interested in you (if he hadn’t called you cute, or if you knew he only liked you as a friend and nothing more), do you think you’d still have developed a crush on him? Have you ever had a crush on a guy that was both accessible (as in he was part of your life already) and who didn’t like you first?

I hope this helps but I’ll mention that I’m only speaking from my own experience with comphet and confusing “crushes” on guys which were not actually crushes after all, I’m not an expert on comphet and I also can’t tell you how you feel because your experiences are your own.

Regardless, if you identify as a lesbian than your identity is valid 🧡🤍💖❤️

#comphet #compulsory heterosexuality #compulsive heterosexuality #ask response #fuck comphet #im sorry it’s so confusing but it’s ok to not have everything figured out

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happypuppys-archive · 3 years

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grrrr

#BAD THPUGHTS BAD THOUGHTS #anyways think i would be the person no one would miss if i suddenly deleted again #also lowkey i do really want to delete again #because i need to get away from this app #but i think if i suddenly left no one would notice i would gone #because just. i don’t think people care to see if im missing #anyways . crying again skhdjd #tbd #vent #i just don’t think people care about me because all my friends seem happier talking to people who aren’t me

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pepprs · 4 years

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not to be stupid or anything but just thought abt how emotional it’s gonna b the first time i get to see everyone from campus in person again and the first time i get to go back there. what the fuck

#suddenly very sad about it like it cohld be years in the future cuz my m*m is straigut up not gonna let us leave the house till we get thr v #v*ccine for this shit i swear to god. like i literally could be trapped in this house for years um. 😐 thpughts that make you want to be ****#but ajyways. i cant wait to see everuone agaon like not to think abt stupid shit snd i try SO hard mot to think abt them most days but like #huh. i really miss them today. really miss being outside today and being on campus today. i dtraight up havent seen anyone there in prtson #since january and it makes me CRAZYYYY like i fucking... wish.. idk. im glad i went to brighton but also.. ah its dumb. i just like. would r #rather have had.. i mean i WOULDNT rather have had vut like. u know what i mean? if id known corona was coming i would have wanted the time #i had left befoe it to be home and not there. like idk. thats a dumb thought cuz i dont tegret being there and i needed to be but like.#i just miss everyone on campus ans campus itself so much. i know this js bigger than me i know ppl are dying but like. bro i would give #ANYTHING to be back there right now instead of here. i miss it so bad #purrs #like i see everuone all the time cuz we stay connected ofc but its not the same as like. taking a walk together!!! or grabbing food after cl #class!!! or seeing each other around campus!! or being in each others company! i miss that so much!!!!!!!!!!!!

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allfather-we-stan · 3 years

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TW: drugs, feeling like dying, hallucination

okay this shit was the scariest thing ive ever experienced but its so funny

so i had a bad trip a while ago and i was sure i was gonna die

The first thing that came to my mind? not my family. Not my firends.

IT WAS THIS STUPID GAME I SWEAR TO GOD, i was so sad bc i didnt wanna miss the upcoming seasons of apex legends djkhgfhjksdafg ( but after that i cried for like an hour bc i didnt want my mom to get sad)

I WAS 100% I WAS GONNA DIE AND THE FIRST THPUGHT IS FUCKING APEX LEGENDS I-

also at one point i lost all my memory of where i am and who i am and what is world and i tried to let go what felt like dying but there was this one thing that i didnt forget fucking MIRAGE APEX LEGENDS. so there i was completely high laying in bed, thinking, “who is mirage and why is he so important” i swear i saw the universe and how meaningless life is and was ready to let go but no i need to know why is this mirage so important.

so thats the story of how mirage apex legends pulled my soul back into my body when i thought i was dying. the end

also maybe good to point out im fine lol never smoking weed again tho

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neohowphinktams · 5 years

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8/30/19

Pssh. This year went by in the blink of an eye.

Reflection on the day:

So I just got off the phone with my dad like 10-15 minutes ago and just found out they sold the house for like $3.2 million?? And they paid that house off waaaaay long ago, in like 2006 or something. I had always thpught the house was worth $2.4 million because I think my dad might have told me that way long ago. And they're planning on investing in other houses and they'll be using 60% of their retirement spending from this income. My dad said he wants to talk to me about these investments...I'm so fucking stoked! My parents are all making me feel bad for requiring $1000/mo but like FUCK! I am NEVER GONNA BE HOMELESS!!!!!!!!!! 🤯😆

I can just walk dogs all my motherfuckin life bro is what I'm saying.

I also learned that my Class A misdemeanor that I'm going to court to reduce to a class B misdemeanor is automatic and I can get it expunged after 3 years!

I think my parents were surprised by what it sold for. Here they are like you HAVE to get a job but it's you should get a job, which O'm totally happy doing, I just don't want to sell my soul as a cashier for pittance.

Taylor must've been lurking today, because all the accounts were silent, I think ot's because the record didn't sell 1 mil before the first week. So now I feel really bad I didin't buy one, but like how the fuck am I supposed to get to Target, not to mention I have $130 for the next two weeks.

Dustin came over today, which was great. I love Dustin, he's such a great person. He's had a rough week what with the stained glass job that didn't work out. I had that breakthrough thought from earlier with Dustin. I really need to be more mindful of it, because it's so much more universal, which is AMAZING.

Claude gave me some of his Jamaican stew earlier today.

I talked to Jerren about how he treats me. I told him if he thinks it's a fun game to make me feel bad then I won't hang out with him anymore. He told me to not take it personal, and I was like no bro, I don't need someone who feeds off of making me feel bad about myself. And I told him I just won't hang out with him if he puts me down, it's not good for my mental health.

Knocked on the neighbors door to see if they wanted to hang out. It was just Dallas and she didn't want to.

When me and Dustin came back in to make some tea, we heard my neighbor Claude fucking. This is the first time it's happened so I'm not gonna complain, but if it keeps happening I will.

I'm fucking rich, anyway...

I don't have to worry about if I can make it in the corporate world in order to be happy.

I've been poor my entire life, like I wouldn't know what to do with large amounts of money. Like what would I do with a lot of money?? Like I'd rather be free all the time than have a lot of money

Practiced gratitude for 10 min just before this and was SO grateful for myself. I was LOVING myself, which is a super rare occurence, and it was heaven all over again. It was B's love without the psychosis part of it.

Had one beer.

Spent some time with Dustin usong my imagination when we were listening to Tycho radio. I also listened to some Taylor Swift, trying to bring #tailor back. It worked, I listened to I forgot that you existed with my Tailor, Cruel Summer, and Lover. Listening to Lover with my sweet girl Tailor was awesome. She was singing to B about her experience that time I thought they both cheated on me that one instant. They didn't. If it "happens" through shit I didn't see it didn't happen bro, that's how it works.

Ttyl: I'm rich!!!!!

~Dylan vK

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iamsonyeondone · 6 years

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watch out // kim yugyeom

♥ barista! reader & dancer! yugyeom (feat. rest of got7)

♥ fluffy!!

♥ 3k words

♥ summary: if you hadn’t left your watch in the bus, you wouldn’t have found out that the handsome stranger sitting next to you found you cute too

now i’m convinced im a dad friend with all my damn puns in my titles

Your feet tapped impatiently against the concrete pavement, fingers twitching along the hem of your sweater while your eyes scanned the road like a hawk. As usual, you were late for work once again and if it weren't for your merciful boss with a heart of gold, you would have been retrenched by your third shift in a split second. But as time had passed since your first, you had learnt about the numerous alleyways and shortcuts you had come to know off during these past few months. Just in case time wouldn't be on your side that day, your fingers tapped acroos your screen in a frantic manner, sending a quick message to your manager and another one to your coworker to cover up for you while you strategized the best way to come about your late situation. It only took a minute for your mind to register the plan as your eyes lit up to see the bus arriving, your feet quickly bringing you to the end of the bus stop just as you had calculated every step and move.

"I'll just have to run through the alleyway beside the flowershop, through the little opening in the fence and I might just make it," you muttered to yourself, while you occupied the seat that was nearest to the back door. After the next stop, and the usual scurrying of passengers alighting and boarding the bus, you were greeted by a tall and handsome stranger taking the seat beside yours, while you shuffled in your seat to give space to the imaginary personal bubble that surrounded him. It was basic manners to not invade a stranger's privacy – if only the countless strangers you had met in your life had been taught the same. Just as you were about to steal a glance of the good-looking stranger beside you, your next stop was in view and the anxiety bubbling in your stomach threw out most of your manners out the window. You flooded the man with your countless 'sorry' s while you squeezed your way out of your seat and mumbled another million apologies to the other passengers you had to wiggle through. Oggling a handsome stranger can wait for another time, but your top priority was the convenient and well-paid job that you were definitely not going to risk. Not on your watch– Speaking of watch, where is your watch?

Just as you were about to check the time ticking on your wrist, the unfamiliar feeling of bareness on your left wrist was explained as your watch was nowhere to be found. Shit. Who cares, with whatever time you had left, you ran as fast as your legs could carry you, sneaking past the alleyway beside the flowershop and crawling through the broken fence. In a few minutes, you barely managed to arrive at the cafe, and less than decent looking to say the least. Your coworker, Youngjae, snifles his giggles as he picked a few dry leaves clinging onto your hair and brushing through your hair to make you a little more presentable to be a barista.

"Jaebum's not going to be here until the evening so you're safe," he chuckled, unable to sustain his giggles as you slipped on your apron and checked if anything was out of place in the reflection of the glass walls. With a brief salute as a sign for Youngjae to begin his break, you took over and wiped the counter while you waited patiently for the next wave of customers. Just as you were about to restock the pile of muffins on the display shelves, a figure stood at the front of the cashier. With a friendly smile prepared, you greeted the customer only to be met with a slightly familiar face. Have you met him before? An ex-schoolmate perhaps? And the small smile that crawled onto his lips only confirmed your suspicions. But where the heck have you seen him?

"May I take your order?" You smiled, your fidgeting and nervous fingers were on standby, ready to punch in his order.

"I'm actually here to return something but a chocolate shake sounds nice," he ordered, his small smile only growing wider as you recorded his order. Return something? Did you drop your watch at the bus? You politely asked him to wait once he had paid while you prepared his order, a tsunami of questions flooding your mind as your muscle memory took over to finish the order. You served him his order but was greeted by his face, a little too close for strangers.

"When do you have your break?" It was a simple question but your brain seemed to malfunction from the distance between the both of you. To be met with a handsome stranger, it would be abnormal for you to not shortcircuit under his gaze. After a few painfully long seconds, you stuttered a reply, mentioning that your break would only start a few hours later. "Sure!" he chimed, his smile reaching his ears – and he's cute too? But his determination to wait that long for someone he barely knew only raised more questions in your cramped mind. He threw one last smile your way before his long legs carried him to an empty spot a few tables away from the cashier, his eyes always trailing back to yours somehow. 'This is not the time for you to slack and drool over a guy, (y/n). Get your shit together,' you thought to yourself, patting your warm and rosy cheeks to settle down before customers began rolling in. A few hours felt like minutes when Bambam comes strolling in with a wide smile, greeting you with your handshake before he slipped on his apron to take over while you went on your break. And just at the mention of that one word sent you goosebumps while your eyes scanned the same spot the stranger had sat in. And there he was, still patiently waiting while he daydreamed, finding interest in the passers-by strolling past the cafe and occasionally scrolling through his smartphone. But your thoughts were interuppted by Bambam, his voice echoing from behind you.

"You know Yugyeom? Why is he even here anyway? I thought he had dance lessons today," Bambam mumbled he last two sentences, as he rearranged the dry cups onto their corresponding shelves. "His name is Yugyeom?" you questioned, folding your apron while you looked back at Bambam. Not only to get an answer to your question but also because Yugyeom was a second closer to turning his head your way. Bambam nodded before a customer stood in front of the cashier as duty called for him to do his job. It's now or never.

He was here to return something not anything more, but a part of you hoped that maybe you might get something more than you wished for. It wouldn't be bad to get a handsome guy's digits once in a while. You made over to his table, the cup he had been sipping on was now completely empty as he greeted you with that same warm smile, making your heart skip a beat. He invited you to the seat opposite of his while his fingers fetched something from the back of his jean pockets. In a swift movement, your watch was presented in his hand, your eyes lighting up at the sight of it. It may not have cost much but it being a gift from your parents had an overwhelming sentimental value to it. You thanked him profusely, unable to wipe the plastered grin on your face while Yugyeom looked towards you with interest. 'How can someone look this adorable?' he thought to himself, a soft chuckle eliciting from his lips as he placed the watch into your grasps. But the lingering feeling of his skin against yours raised more questions into your mind as you peeked up towards him, a confused look etching your features as his hand remained atop on yours.

"I've stalled enough," he paused, as you watched him avert your gaze. Were your eyes playing tricks on you? Was his cheeks turning pink? "C-can I get your number? I find you pretty cute but uhm I never really got the courage to ask," he chuckled nervously, using his free hand to rub the nape of his neck. You were beyond flustered that someone who seemed out of your league had actually gone out of their way to ask you out. Shyly, you nodded your head and asked for his phone, the tall male eagerly retrieving it as he passed it to you. As much as you tried to hide your trembling fingers, you tapped the screen as your number was displayed on it. "I can't pick up calls as often b-but messages are fine," you informed him, placing his phone in his hands. It was as if his smile could grow even more wider from the mood-booster you had just given him. You found it amusing that this man, who could probably get a number from a random stranger on the street, wanted yours and to top it all off, he seemed like a kid in a candy shop when you presented your digits to him. Cute was an understatement.

"Y-you think I'm cute too?" he questioned. It seemed like your thpughts had been voiced out as you groaned, covering your face so that he couldn't get a peek of your rosy cheeks. Before Yugyeom could reach out and remove your hand from your face, his phone rings, the name on the screen sending him into panic as he debated to pick up the call. But he couldn't run away from his duties forever.

"Hello? Yeah sorry, I got caught up with an appointment. I'll be there- 60 push ups?! N-No sir. O-ok bye," He ended the call with a groan as he kept his phone safe in his backpocket. "I'll leave you a message tonight...ah shit, I forgot-"

"The name's (y/n). Nice to meet you, Yugyeom," You smiled, shaking his hand as he looked at you with a raised brow. "Bambam told me that you actually had somewhere to go?" you giggled, the sound of it melting his heart as he chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah but I kinda found something more important," Yugyeom smirked yet the tinge of pink on his cheeks go unnoticed, as he inched closer, your cheeks imitating his.

“That’s enough flirting for today you two,” A familiar and dreadful voice echoes into your right ear as you cringed to yourself, furrowing your brows as you cursed under your breath. By the shock and nervous look on Yugyeom’s face, you could already envision the grumpy old man standing behind you, throwing daggers into your head with his eyes while his signature move of clenching his jaw while he simultaneously jutted it out. Yugyeom excused himself, sending a small apologetic smile as his eyes never left yours, leaving through the glass doors. Now onto the more important subject at hand.

“(y/n), your break is already over but what were you doing throwing heart eyes at Yugyeom?” Jaebum raises his razored brow, the disappointed look on his face made you turn away as you gnawed on the inside of your cheek. Was it that obvious? But another question pops up into your head as your neck nearly snaps from turning your head towards him. “You know Yugyeom?”

“Yeah? We all go to the same studio. And stop changing the subj-” Jaebum shook his head until you interrupted his train of thoughts once more, already forgetting Angry Jaebum, as your eyes glanced from him to Bambam and then onto your manager once more. “You guys knew him that long and never introduced him to me?” you whined, a look of disbelief painting your features.

“(y/n)…” Jaebum trailed off, his signature look appearing once again, while you huffed and made your way back to the cashier, rolling your eyes once your face was out of his sight. Bambam snickered while Youngjae watched Jaebum disappear into the backroom. “You guys better have a good explanation for not telling me about that fine specimen,” you glared while Bambam ruffled your hair, your attempt at looking furious was obviously not portraying the message. “Sure, kid. But you better get to making the drinks or you’ll get your butt kicked,”

As the sun began to set and the hustle and bustle of the café died down, you took to wiping down the tables and cleaning whatever there was left. The little shop was left with a few students lost in their essays while others were having heart-to-heart talks with their friends or lovers. You hoped that they would be the last few customers for the day until the dreadful ringing of the bell hanging above the entrance rang again, signaling another customer had come through. Or that’s what you thought. You looked towards the door with a plastic smile only to see the familiar tall boy with that damn heart-clenching smile, your lips curling into a more genuine grin.

“I’ll wait for you by the corner,” he spoke as his hand softly grazed yours. You nodded your head as you made your way back to the counter, a tray full of dirty plates and coffee-stained cups. You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face or calm the pounding of your heart as you cleared the dirty plates and cups into the sink, slowly making your way back to the front while Bambam looked towards you with another knowing look. But this time, it was more annoyed - a raised brow and a half smile made it’s way onto his face as his gaze fell back onto Yugyeom, who was too busy admiring the way your hair fell perfectly around your face to realize that his friend was judging him from a mile away.

“What’s with that face?” You scoffed, sneaking a bite of a prototype pastry that Youngjae had made that morning. Bambam sighed as he nodded his head towards his friend, your eyes trailing back to Yugyeom’s as both your eyes were interlocked, turning his cheeks rosy pink while you looked away, earning the ‘you guys are unbelievable’ look from your coworker. “What is this? A cliché drama? Right in front of my salad?”

“It's not the time for memes, you doofus. And keep the damn milk before it spoils," you rolled your eyes while you bashfully and intently avoided eye contact with Yugyeom. "You better make some cute kids so I can be titled the cool uncle," Bambam added in while a rag was thrown right towards him, landing straight on his face. You groaned quietly in frustration while the red hue on your cheeks grew more saturated. Having kids? With Yugyeom? Who does he think he is? A freaking fortune teller? Just as you were about to malfunction from the numerous thoughts bombarding your mind, the doorbell rings to announce that the last customers had just left, her arms wrapped around her boyfriend as they walked through the streets. Bambam and you sighed in relief as you began to walk over to the last table while he wiped the counter clean and arranged the ingredients into their rightful places. After about half an hour of cleaning and checking if everything had been settled, you slipped off your apron and swung your bag over your shoulder.

"Don't keep loverboy waiting, I'll close up shop so shoo!" He teased, earning a chuckle and a soft nudge on his shoulder. You could always rely on him just like you did towards a brother, or that’s what you perceived it to be. You hugged him tightly before leaving the break room, a wide smile plastered on your face as you peeked out to where Yugyeom had been sitting. His black hair fell onto his eyes, his head hung low with his relaxed shoulders as a combo gave it away that he took a little nap at his seat. You giggled at this adorable giant sleeping ever so peacefully, looking like an overgrown kitten while his head rocked softly back and forth. With a soft nudge to his shoulders, he stirs awake instantly, nearly knocking the table with his long limbs as he stood upright.

"You must be exhausted," you incquired, making Yugyeom shake his head furiously at your words. By the guilty frown on your lips, he had to leave a little white lie roll of his tongue while he changed the topic, unconsciously grabbing hold of your hand as he brought you out of the cafe. You stiffened by the contact as your shoulders began to tensen up while your feet followed his pace obediently. It was only when his eyes trailed back to yours - which your eyes were glued to the skinship he had initiated - that Yugyeom pulled away, his ears tinting pink while a million apologies tumbled your way.

"It's okay, Yugyeom. I was just surprised," you smiled softly, as he melted at the way you had looked so endearingly towards him. He barely knew you yet you had him wrapped around your finger. Maybe the both of you were going at a faster rate than average, but everything felt too right, just being with someone who emitted so much warmth spiritually. "I actually wanted to walk you home since it's late out but I have absolutely no idea where you live," he laughed nervously, as he shook his head slightly to ruffle his bangs into place. You snifle your giggles as he followed your lead, following you like an obedient puppy.

The night was filled with conversations and learning more about the other as time flew by, every step bringing you closer to your home but also a step closer for your little hang out to be put to an end. As you stepped right outside the entrance of your apartment complex, you smiled bashfully before thanking him, earning a blushing Yugyeom with a wide grin plastered on his face. "Take care when you're on your way home," you chimed as you waved him goodbye while the tall friendly giant walked backwards, waving goodbye as well. That night felt unusually peaceful somehow, the sound of your noisy neighbors being tuned out by your thoughts as you snoozed like a little baby. Everything felt so perfect. Maybe too much. But you stop your doubts to let the situation be. How long had it been since you felt peace?

A/n: planning part 2 to this because i need to push myself out of my comfort zone and write some ANGST bubs :)) so have some fluff before i try to drown myself with attempting to write some emo tingz

#kpop #imagine #imagines #scenarios #scenario #writing #writings #fanfic #fanfiction #got7 #igot7 #ahgase #kim yugyeom #yugyeom #yuggy

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erichtai-m · 6 years

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Evolution of Zanite (subject to change names though)

First three are her usual dancing attire she wore during her earlier years of dancing before she ran and escaped Ala Migho. After arriving and collapsing into the Hawthorn Hut, she spent most of her time recovering and doing small tasks to pay back the kindness of the Hawthorn family.

Once well enough, the Hawthorns directed her to Gridania where she sold most of the flashy bits of her dancing garments and hopefully find work and start anew. After a bit of stumbling around and mindless wandering she had was given a small room in the Carline Canopy in return she’d play dish washing in Mother Mioune’s kitchen with the occaisional performance for her patrons.

After a minor mishap with a drunken rowdy lancer, Zanite instinctively parried and disarmed the lancer with the end of a broom she was handling until a Serpent officer came and subdued the lance wielding patron. Intrigued and impressed, Mioune and the Officer suggested perhaps Zanite enrolled in the lancers guild, granted she could still hold part time to entertain The Canopy’s guests and pay for her room.

Considering her options, Zanite figured that she would need to start a skill that will be more useful in the long run than dancing, disregarding it was more like learning a new set of fancy foot work . Over time she trained and worked up to Realm Reborn content where becomes the silent protagonist of most of the storyline.

i say silent and mainly because despite the build up and time, she isnt used to talking for herself or rather making good for conversation, too used to going by her uncle’s word and speaking on her behaf. She hasn’t shaken off the bad habit and will often avoid eye contact and give short responses anc answers. Thoughts or ideals tend to be very mixed and hard to form into words for her so Zanite is often neutral and will hold her thpughts to herelf a lot.

if you have thoughts, comments questions or ideas to add to this character please let me know! Shes still a WIP in this world and shes looking for friends!

#zanite tian #ffxiv #ff14 #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #diablos #ala migho #lancer #dragoon #lnc #drg #gridania

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marlaluster · 5 years

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I'M VERY UPSET THE DEVIL TOOK MY SHIRT (THE WHITE SHIRT FROM THE VIDEO), I LIKED THE SHIRT VERY MUCH N THE DEVIL KEEPS TAKING MY THINGS!!!!!!!

It keeps pressing stuff!!!! It just pressed I was supposed to be some less than black girl that was not telling the truth, IT PRESSED THAT ONTO MY PSYCHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WANT MY SHIRT BACK!!!!!!!! IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE WHY I CANNOT FIND THE SHIRT!!!!!!!! IT IS SO HORRIBLE N DISGUSTING HERE, PEOPLE AT THE MERCY OF WHATEVER THE DEVIL DOES N ITS NOT SUPPOSED TO EXIST HERE NOR MAGIC IS SUPPOSED TO EXIST!!!! EVERYTHING IS CONSIDERED TO BE TOO PRECIOUS FOR PEOPLE TO HAVE!!!!!!!! IT IS SO SICK N DISGUSTING HERE!!!! THIS SOCIETY IS THE DEVIL N I DONT WANT THIS HERE!!!!! I WANT MY SHIRT BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A break here. But it doesnt make sense my shirt is not now in with my things that last week I took from the blue suitcase i had in my trips to Mexico and Canada and that i do firmly believe I had with me in my moms last apartment. At a point i was back and in my moms apartment i remember doing some check in my mind of having all my things n i thought i had them and i was glad. I thought the white shirt was in my blue suitcase since i got back from my trips and did laundry here at my moms last apartment. I thought i remember seeing it drying on a metal drying line thing. Last Thursday i took all my things out of my blue suitcase and gave Karla the blue suitcase I used going to Mexico and Canada. I thpught later of the white polo shirt and i didnt remember seeing it. Now ive looked through the things and I cant find it anywhere thus far. I have to ask my sister if shes seen it. My mom seems not to have it or have seen it. It doesn't make sense its not w the stuff I took from my suitcase last week on Thursday night. Theres too little control for people over their surrounding environment w this present order. The devil putting a goon in my awareness. A break here. BUT I WANT MY SHIRT BACK!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE THINGS THAT CAN DO SOMETHING PLEASE HELP ME GET MY SHIRT BACK!!!!! THIS REALITY AND WAY OF THINGS IS SO INSANE: PEOPLE ARE AT THE MERCY OF THE ORDER RULED BY OTHERS THAT ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SUPERIOR AND OKAY AS THESE AT THE MERCY OF THE RULE ARE NOT DOING OKAY!!!! IT IS AN ARISTOCRACY HERE, IT IS VERY BAD AND HORRIBLE HERE!!!!!!! ITS SO MUCH STUFF OUT OF CONTROL OF PEOPLE ITH THIS WAY OF THINGS HERE!!!!!!! I DONT WANT THIS WAY OF THINGS HERE!!! THE DEVIL HAS TAKEN SO MANY OF MY THINGS SINCE THE END OF THE WORLD AND BEFORE ALSO IT HAS HAPPENED THAT THINGS SURFACED AS MISSING NOT OFTEN BUT IT HAPPENED ONCE AS I REMEMBER VERY PROMINENTLY AND MAYBE ANOTHER TIME!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE THINGS THAT CAN DO SOMETHING, PLEASE HELP ME: PLEASE HELP ME RIVERS AND AIR THAT SEEMS LIKE THERES NO THING THERE, PLEASE HELP CLOUDS AND SKIES AND SEAS AND WATER AND RAIN AND THINGS THE COLOR OF THINGS AS IF THERES NOTHING THERE!!!!!! I WISH MY SHIRT BACK, I DONT LIKE THAT I CANNOT KEEP THINGS, I DO NOT LIKE THAT THERE IS SOMETHING, THIS GOVERNMENT ETC, DOMINATING MY ENVIRONMENT THAT WORSHIPS AND PROTECTS AND CREATES ALL THESE THINGS I DONT WISH SUCH AS HOMELESSNESS AND POVERTY AND PEOPLE TO NOT BE ABLE TO KEEP THEIR THINGS WHICH IS SOMETHING THAT IS IMPORTANT TO ME N IS NOT RESPECTED BY THIS MADE UP WAY OF THINGS DOMINATING MY SURROUNDING ENVIRONMENT!!!!!!! PLEASE HELP ME THINGS I HAVE ASKED AND OTHER THINGS THAT CAN HELP!!!! THIS POPULACE AND GOVERNMENT AND ORDER AND SOCIETY WORSHIPS THAT MAGIC IS NOT REAL HERE AND THESE ENTITIES THAT ARE NOT MYSELF AND ARE NOT LIKE ME ARE DOMINATING THIS PLACE, THE UNITED STATES AND THEY ARE ASSERTING THAT MAGIC IS NOT REAL!!! BY DOING THIS THEY ARE PROTECTING THE DEVIL AND PROTECTING THINGS TO BE IN A WAY I DONT WISH, I DONT WISH THIS PRESENT WAY OF THINGS WHERE THE DEVIL IS ACTING VERY MUCH N IS TO NOT BE DETECTED OR CAUGHT OR STOPPED AND IT IS VERY IRRITATING AND I DON'T WANT THIS!!!!

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