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earthnashes · 1 year
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Heyoooo everyone! I’m gonna gush a little bit about my gym rat hobby so please feel free to ignore me! I’m just super excited with the results I got this week. :)
For those of ya who are curious:
As of this coming April, I’d have been weight training consistently for a year. The past 5 weeks I entered a prep block to get myself prepared, and this week was the self-appointed Personal Record test I set for myself. The goal of the test is to... well. TEST how strong I’d become and the progress I made in comparison to when I first started out by finding my 1 Rep Max (and in the case of pullups, how many I can do before I can’t do anymore in one go).
The lifts I used for the testing were Barbell Bench Press, Deadlifts, and Pullups. I would’ve also tested for Squats but an old injury in my knee started acting up, so for my own safety I opted against it until I can retrain it and try later at the end of the year.
ANYWAY! The results of those tests are:
Bench Press: Last 1RM-150lbs | Current 1RM- 170lbs
Deadlift: Last 1RM- 210lbs | Current 1RM- 265lbs
Pullups: Last max: 0 pullups unassisted | Current max: 9 pullups unassisted
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Numbers aren’t necessarily important in the grand scheme of things, BUT they’re very good for me to know in order to calculate how much I should be lifting in order to become stronger and for how many reps/sets, as well as giving me an additional visual representation of the progress I’m making outside of photos.
I am naturally competitive --specifically toward myself-- so what I see when looking at these numbers is defaulting to “Cool but now I need to get stronger”. But I’m trying to make myself take a step back and actually appraise the progress I’ve made thus far and to remember to be proud of it, even if it may not feel like I made a lot of progress at all.
And taking that step back: overall? I’m very happy with the results! And quite frankly very surprised. I went into the test with base goals and trying to be open that there’s a very high likelihood of failing to reach those goal PRs this time. But I managed to outperform my own expectations, and while small part of me will forever whisper “it wasn’t you. You did it wrong. You’re lying to yourself,” it’s a little harder to deny it when I had another person actively watching me and recording the tests so I can actually see myself do it.
“You are your biggest critique” is ever the true statement man. But I’m definitely trying to learn how to be more open to success in the gym. I mean c’mon; I started at barely being able to do one pullup with 100lbs of assistance. Now I can do nine with no help? It’s not a big number, but it’s still a much bigger number than where I was, and I can be proud of that.
I guess the roundabout of me talking about this is to remind ya to take a step back and be proud of the progress you’ve made up to this point, no matter what it is. Any progress is still progress, and you can’t brush that off.
The game face can be put on; aim for that higher number, strive for more, but don’t forget to take inventory of where you started vs where you are now. You may surprise yourself. :)
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BUT YEAH! TL;DR I think I have gotten a little stronger. I’ll be taking a couple of days break away from the gym to rest up, then will be back on my bullshit with the new training block + my 1st attempt at a minicut. We’ll see how that goes ;w;
Anyhow, if you stuck around and read my rambling, treat yourself man. Thank you so much for listening, and I will talk to ya soon! :)
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dramartist · 1 year
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The FOOL'S Challenge
Artists, one and all, introducing your very own APRIL MONTHLY ART PROMPT! Starting on April 1st, aka April fool's day, I challenge others (and myself) to the foolish task of drawing characters as vines! FOR 30 WHOLE DAYS! You could do your own characters, someone else's, from a show; and you could draw a screenshot, panels, animate, etc. However you'd like!
Disclaimer I am not viable for any finger, arm, wrist, hand, back, brain injuries that come from non-stop drawing and all nighters. Eat, drink, sleep, stretch. You are not actually required to draw every day.
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Check the read more for the typed out list, along with links to the vines! And here's a YouTube playlist of all the vines already collected: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLnR0BYbuC5xgBmC8RGQY0JHWrMUDuiM0R
1) Road work ahead? Uh, yeah i sure hope it does.
2) Souls of the Innocent. A bagel. No! Two bagels.
3) Even though I look like a burnt chicken nugget, i still love myself.
4) Hurricane Katrina? More like hurricane tortilla!
5) It is Wednesday my dudes. HOOOOOO
6) So you just gon give me a birthday gift on my birthday... Happy birthday? SLAP.
7) I am the Sand Guardian, guardian of the sand! Poseidon quivers before him!
8) I like chicken strips- Fuck ya chicken strips!
9) It's an avocado! Thanks..
10) Hey I'm lesbian. I thought you were American?
11) Let me see what you have. A knife! No!
12) Boo! Aaa! Stop, I coulda dropped my croissant!
13) *Quacks*. Look it all them chickens!
14) Dad look it's the good kush! It's the dollar store how good could it be.
15) And they were roommates! Oh my god they were roommates.
16) Don't fuck with me! I have the power of god AND anime on my side!
17) Why are you running? Why are you running?!
18) So i was sitting there, barbeque sauce on my tiddies-
19) I'm Jared, I'm 19, and i never learned how to fucking read.
20) Chris is that a weed? No it's a crayon- I'm calling the police!
21) Hello I'm Michael with a B, and I've been scared of insects my whole life-
22) Two bros, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cuz they're not gay.
23) So no head? *Throws phone*.
24) Actually Megan, i can't sit anywhere! I have hemorrhoids!
25) Back at it again at Krispy Kreme! *Flips*.
26) Johnny has 19 bottles of dish soap- wait why does Johnny have so many soaps in the first place?!
27) I'm in me mum's car! Vroom vroom.
28) Why the fuck you lying? Mmmm why you always lying?
29) I don't have enough money to buy chicken nuggets. *Sobbing*.
30) Im gonna say it. I don't care that you broke your elbow.
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formerchaoslord · 24 days
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Happy Birthday, Welch Vineyard!
(And Happy Belated Easter...)
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"Hello, everyone! It's April 1st! And ya know what that means...?"
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"April Fool's Day?"
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"Well, yes... That, too, but...
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"April 1st is also my birthday!"
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"Really? Happy Birthday, Welch!"
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"Thanks, kiddo! You can all expect a special Birthday Discount at the Item Creation Shop!"
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Hey, everyone. Dante the Administrator here. Happy belated Easter, and Happy April Fool's. As Welch said earlier, April Fool's Day is also her birthday. I'm still on semi-hiatus, and couldn't do anything for Easter (Resurrection Sunday) yesterday, but if you send some birthday asks in, I might be able to have Welch answer them later on. Again, my time is limited, so I'm sorry if I don't get to them all today. I'll probably still have her answer some tomorrow if I have time. Anyway, I have to go now, but feel free to wish Welch a happy birthday, and when I try to come back later, Welch will respond to as much as she can. Keep up the good work, everyone, and God bless.
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Story time about my last year birthday
Ya all know that I unable to celebrate my birthday at home cuz I lived in the school hostel. And I was barely home I only know stuff happened when my parents come visit
2023 changed my life like...literally.
Because In 28th March,my grandfather passed away. Even worst I just find out about it after 5 days,in that 1st April.
It's stings,I still remember that. My whole lifestyle changed till now. Conflicts between friends keep happening cuz I'm still upset about that day. In many days it had to be my birthday. It's hurts. I can't get to see him
I was happy that day...till I found out about it.
I kept thinking that life just...try to fool me around. Cuz April fool. I felt betrayed and my life worsen after that day. I can't sleep,everything's reminded me of him and I was pushing everyone away. Big exam coming too.
I tried to get myself together again and fixed anything I should. Crooked but it's...good? At least I can moved on but I'm a bit...angrier.
This year,I'm not that excited as before. But I just being easy with myself. Just hope it's a...little better
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Things were going easy until…
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...Everything was going well, really well then she appear.
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Natsumi soon appear, right? She enroll into Class 78-B as the Ultimate Little Sister...
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Yeah but I decided to not waste my time with Natsumi or care what she was doing.
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So... I just ignore her, especially when she confronted me...
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Date: April 1st, 2011
*After school; Mahiru and her friends are walking together*
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Man... I sure took a lot of photos of all of Class 78, huh? You think Masa's gonna like it?
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You kidding? Your the Ultimate Photographer and honestly I think you should give yourself a bit more credit then that, Mahiru!
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We-Well I'm still not sure; I mean... there's a lot of photos I took and want to give to them all...
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Heheheee, I'll say that it's wonderful to finally be respected; I really enjoy being treated as a senior!
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And there's a bunch of super cute girls too, seriously that Sayaka Maizono is getting me all kinds of excited!
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I seriously gotta perform with her when we get the chance!
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Honestly I'm just happy to finally be out of that thing...
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But I was finally able to put on that kimono all by myself thanks to Mahiru!
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Well happy to hear that your able to put it on by yourself Hiyoko, I'm-.
???: Well well... seems I finally found you Mahiru...
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...? *Mahiru heard a voice and turn to it which a familiar face stood there*
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Heya there Mahiru, good to see ya; been a long while, hasn't it?
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Hey... (Great, it's her... looks like she found me, I was really hoping to avoid her...)
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Huh? Hey Mahiru, who is that... do you 2 know each other?
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Wait, Mahiru... you didn't say anything? Geez, some friend your are...
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We attended the same middle school and were apart of photography club, remember? I mean, we were best friends after all!
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Yeah... I remember that... (Can you just go away...)
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Oooh so you and Mahiru know each other? Yo Mahiru, tell us who this blonde chick is - Ibuki is curious now!
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Fine, this here is Natsumi Kuzuruyu - she and I use to attend the same middle school, she join Photography club.
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Kuzuruyu, huh...? Are you by any chance related to Fuyuhiko Kuzuruyu?
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Wait...Oh yeah, now looking at her - she does seem to resemble that Fuyuhiko!
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Ah so you know my older brother, eh? Well yeah, I'm his little sister and I enroll here as the Ultimate Little Sister, Nice to meetcha!
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Yeah, same classmates but we aren't close but ah right... so I guess we met another of those Yakuza scumbags, wouldn't be too surprise if this bitch got in through money.
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You sure got a mouth on you, huh? Do you know who your talking to!
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Well of course, your Yakuza and if your related to that Fuyuhiko then it gives us a reason to avoid you; c'mon, let's just ignore her - it be a waste of time to interact with some bitch that has a superior-inferior complex that thinks she's the best that probably got in through daddy's money.
*Hiyoko walks away along with Ibuki, Mikan and Hatomi...*
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cherry-pop-elf · 4 months
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Diary Of A Tavern Keeper: Madam Rosmerta
April 1st: 1999
The Day I Learned The World Is Truly Heartless, And Unforgiving
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Dear Diary: I know I haven’t written in you in ages, but today has made me require you. I’ve come to need comfort from you, because I’ve had my world crumble. I thought I was so lucky, leaving with all my family alive, but it seems there are some burdens I’ll need to carry.
I better start from the beginning, dear Diary. It’s April First, and the tavern was bustling as it normally was. More playful than normal, of course. Was smiling all the same, as the kids were being kids. Playing pranks, and able to move on. The world was healing, and it was about damn time.
Was cleaning up some little ruffles of paper, from some exploding spells, when I saw a sad sap come in. Not uncommon for some homeless soul to find safety in my tavern. I welcome with open arms. The war has damaged everyone. Like hell I would turn away a face that needed help. Placed my wand in my hair, and tried to offer a welcoming smile.
Poor bastard looked like shit. Hair was so long and mangled. Such a dark color from never washing, I couldn’t tell if it was red or brown. Tucked under a beanie, and hidden in a warned out sweater. Bandages on his head, from the war I bet, and just looking broken. Teary stained on those freckles cheeks. My poor heart broke.
He would slump himself towards a booth, and just seemed to collapse in it. Trying to hide from the world, as he covered his head with his lanky arms. Poor baby. I just couldn’t leave him be. Had my kid make something fresh, before I came over with a warm butter beer for the poor thing.
As I set it down, I heard him humming. Was hard, with the noise of the tavern, but I knew that tune. I know my music. Poor lad was humming ‘Happy Birthday’ to himself. The last time I heard anyone sing happy birthday, on April First, was those wild twins.
I didn’t want to believe it, and I think my brain was in denial even. But when he noticed me there, and looked up, the world came crashing down on me. Seeing those familiar doe brown eyes. Big and brown, and looking so empty. Those freckled cheeks so flushed from his crying. I didn’t want to accept it, but it happened. A pair became one.
“Hey Mama Rose-“ That poor baby’s voice choked out. Through it all, he was still trying to force a smile. Try and brighten everyone’s world. This poor baby was trying so hard to be happy. Think he realized it wouldn’t work this time, because he hiccuped.
“Oh baby-“ I was soon in the booth with him, and just had to hold him close. I knew it was George. He was always the more emotional of the twins. If it was Fred, he would have been as silent as a Grave. Seems like he took the old saying too literal. That damn war.
Don’t know how long we were like that. How long he was sobbing. How long I stroked that poor greasy hair, or how long I even cried for. I couldn’t imagine the two of them being separated. That they were no longer a pair. They were ALWAYS Fred And George. The Weasley Twins. The Twin Terrors. Double Trouble. They were to fill the world with so much happiness.
I never let go. He needed a mama. Mrs. Molly wasn’t quite the best. I’ve seen her howlers. She’s rather aggressive. He didn’t need shouting. He just needed someone to cry on, and not try and tell him everything will be ok. Shit won’t be ok. His twin is dead and gone. I won’t sugar coat it, or hide from it, like I bet everyone else is. That’s not how you get closure.
“Stay here as long as ya want, lad. Ain’t turning you away.” I comforted. I knew why he was here. He was trying so hard to celebrate their birthday together. They came here every time it was. To prank the unsuspecting tavern goers. I loved it. I missed it. This baby is so brave, trying to keep the tradition.
He needed an escape. He couldn’t go somewhere familiar. It’ll remind him to much of his twin. He needed a change in scenery, and I’ll offer it. As long as he needed it. Those two were just little devils for my bar. Loved every minute of it. I’ll make sure he knows it. He needs someone to help him move on. And it seems his mother can’t solve all his problems this time.
As I write, I swear I can hear him sobbing right next to him. He’s just in the room over, and I tell you he’s crying away. His whole world is shattered, yet he’s trying so damn hard to keep living. To do it for Fred. He is truly the bravest man I have ever met. No one will ever compare.
This poor baby. Don’t worry George. Mama Rose will take care of you. You brought me laughter when no one else could. When I went through my divorce. Like hell you won’t have the gesture returned.
Good night, Diary. And good night Fred. Wherever you are, in this terrible world out there. We miss you.
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July 16th, 2016
I would like to thank all of my loyal readers for sticking around through the first year of my blog post growing it to an amazing 150 monthly readers, I will forever be grateful for all of you and hope for another year of great discoveries and amazing growth.
Since it is the one-year anniversary, we'll start the second year of the blog with this great discovery that's been sent to me through the P.O. box, if you guys find anything or just want to send a gift, my P.O. box information will be found under the about me section. Today's gift has been sent from, John Snow, and it seems to be an original journal from a former member of the Belleview Boulevard Reading Club. If you've been here for a while you would recognize this name as he is the first, on record missing person from BBRD, Kota Blane. If you are new, Kota, was 20 when he went missing and was a part of the Mitledge branch of the club, a loyal member for about 9 years before his sudden disappearance. From the BBRC website, all members are given the current month's book and a journal to keep up with details of the book to bring up during their book club meetings. In past interviews with former members of the club, many also used them as diaries and for other personal uses, which seemed to be very common among the members.
All information pulled from the statements made by his family and people in his community is going to be summed up here before I post the journal pages here. All articles and pictures can be found in the Kota Blane - The Origin tab.
Kota Blane was 20 years old from Mitledge, Wisconsin, and a long-dedicated member of the Belleview Boulevard Reading Club. A fresh graduate from the Mitledge Community College with a degree in Bio-Engineering, statements from his mother seem to show that she didn't approve of his lack of interest in the community and his lack of participation in the church however, his dedication to the BBRC was something she found admirable as he was a member since 2000. Kota went missing on March 30th, 2009, just 18 days after his 20th birthday, his disappearance was ruled as him simply running off as he wasn't too fond of his community. Statements from the people of Mitledge explained that Kota, even as a kid didn't interact with or seemed to like the people of Mitledge as he rarely left the house and often walked with his head down. No statements were given from members of the Mitledge BBRC, which is not surprising as this is the same for all 35 missing members.
Diving into the package from our friend John, it comes with a letter and Kota's journal first I'm going to read the letter.
Dear Valara,
I am a long-time fan, it's been a pleasure seeing you and your blog grow, and with that happy one-year anniversary, I hope to keep reading for many more.
I came across the missing BBRC members' journals, don't ask, if I tell you I'm gonna have to kill ya...jk. But seriously don't ask. 
I hope that these books will help tie together the mystery that's this cult in disguise, I can't wait to see how the cookie crumbles when you figure it out. With your resources and my books we can definitely get to the bottom of this. Anyways hope to read my letter in your blog post. 
                                                                                                        Sincerely, John Snow
Thank you John, for sticking through from the beginning, definitely looking foward to the information we can dig out of these books together. I appreciate your contribution greatly.
Looking at the journal now, it's a yellow customized cover with gold accents and Kota's name in the left corner, it's pretty thick too, about the thickness of a hefty novel right. Opening it, it reads To the Belleview Boulevard Reader Kota Blane, Joined May 25th, 2000, Distributed April 1st, 2000. He was a member from a young age, I didn't even know there were members that young, when you go to the BBRC page to enroll you have to be at least 18, I wonder when they changed the age limit. I'm going to do some research and read through this a bit and with the next post, I'll have some answers, and with that more questions. Thank you all for reading, happy one-year, and see you in the next post!
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bryan360 · 2 years
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Here’s my note before I’ll get started….
(DON’T YOU EVER COPY FROM MINE OR MY FRIEND’S WORK, CHARACTERS, AND STUFF IF ONE OF YOU ARE IMPOSTERS WHO HAD HABITS OF PLAGIARISM! I WILL BLOCK YOU FROM MY BLOG IF I SEE YOUR POST WITH MINE OR MY FRIEND’S ORIGINAL WORK BEING EDITED ALL OVER! I’LL EVEN SHARE IT ONTO MY BLOG SO IF EVERYONE WILL SEE THAT YOU TRYING TO COPY MINE OR MY FRIEND’S THINGS FOR NO GOOD REASON WHATSOEVER! That will be all….I mean it.)
🇵🇷Me: Hey there! Today that I got a special art trade order for my P-Pal, but also his OCs of Spot, Riya, Cude, and Murukir to enjoy. This month of August before Summer comes to an end, here's something I've been working so hard of what I feel like it. So much so, I'm completely fresh out of big sheet of paper from my Simply A+ Sketch Pad. The 20 sheets kind that I originally brought it from the store back in 🍀March 2020; though before staying in houses during the pandemic.
Link Here #1
🇵🇷Me: Since now I'm run out of big sheets, I needed to take time with one huge sheet of paper when making room in doodle art form. This is exactly I'm going for as my P-Pal 's request, but forgive me that there's some marks and coloring mistakes I've tried to covered up. Nevertheless, here's my latest secret art trade request for him; by having my squirrel character Brown while wearing his clothes in bagged size!
🥜Brown: Yeah! It wasn't the first time I'm doing this since I had with EStar99 Jason's clothes, but it'll be an honor to have this for your P-Pal and our friends. We had a good time having our sleepover at my house last month with all snuggled up of my clothes of theirs; including mine. So here I am again wearing my bagged sized clothes, but this time while doing some normal activities....well almost everything is normal. Anyways, here's what I'm talking about in this 10 part doodle art that our creator friend made.
1st through 3rd Part
Doing yoga exercises, reading CN's comic book, and eating peanut butter sandwiches for lunch. References from my April 2020 artwork I've posted on DeviantArt. Link Here #2
4th Part
Putting his chef's hat on and doing some stirring. He's making a cake with his mother like any parent and children do together.
5th Part
Hugging with Pibby and Bun Bun; especially last time where he made them during my P-Pal's previous art trade I've requested him. Link Here #3
6th Part
Accidentally got a Happy Horn on his head; causing him to change his personality and color of happiness. That’s goes for another reference from my previous artwork I’ve posted back in August 2020. Link Here #4
7th Part
Vacuuming the floors with his electronic vacuum cleaner. Do hope it’ll never caught his bagged sized clothes while he cleaning around here, though. 😅
8th Part
Putting his wireless headphones and dances to the rhythm of his favorite songs. Though I wanted to draw his dance pose a bit similar to the Cow and Chicken intro that I seen from my childhood. Just wanted to boost up his interests of CN stuff, ya know. Link Here #5
9th Part
Just a random part of holding a huge pencil. Don’t know why, but something to do with interests of drawing animation? At least that’s what I’m going for.
10 Part/Final Part
And finally here’s him having a relaxation time, but no surprise to included this for last. My P-Pal asked to draw Brown while he’s in resting his pillow bed; especially both wearing in bagged sized clothes. He does enjoying this like the same way he’s had a sleepover with his friends. Link Here #6
🥜Brown: That really takes me back about a month ago, but worth to remember how we getting along just right. As for snuggling our clothes in bagged sized? It’s perfect when snuggled up together. 😉👍
🇵🇷Me: Indeed as always, Brown. Hope that you enjoy this doodle art post I’ve made for my P-Pal. Though again forgive myself that it had some coloring mistakes when doing on one big sheet of paper I had left.
🥜Brown: That’s okay. At least it does looks good that you worked hard for. Anyways, here’s to your P-Pal and friends where I do some activities; while wearing my bagged sized clothes to remember for. Hope you’ll enjoy this as well.
Brown created by me; BryanVelasquez87 (Bryan360)
Pibby and Bun Bun - Pibby (also known as Come and Learn with Pibby! and Learning with Pibby: Apocalypse (TBA) © Adult Swim
A Happy Horn item - Unikitty! (2017-2020) © Ed Skudder and Lynn Wang, The Lego Group, Warner Bros. Animation, Warner Bros Television Distribution. Cartoon Network
@murumokirby360 @carmenramcat @alexander1301
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dragon-seahorse · 2 years
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Top 10 more anime (I may or may not be trying to get a watch list together)
All good bro I got you!~ I've watched a lot in my time so 10 anime part two Electric Boogaloo!!!
Welcome to demon School Iruma kun!(iruma and deku are my sons i love them so much)
2. The case Study of Vanitas (Steampunk vampires makes my brain go brr)
3. Brand New Animal (yes it's a furry anime but it's so good and the opening SLAPS)
4. That time I got reincarnated as a slime(only watched season 1 but Rimuru is my favorite and I WILL cosplay him one day)
5. Noragami (Yato is my fave and I love he)
6. Kaguya-Sama:Love is War! (Openings slap and this is a good comedy anime)
7. Anime Gataris (My beloved it's an animr about anime and I love this one so much)
8. xxxHolic (Watanuki,Watanuki born on April 1st! 8D...I have never gotten this out of my head but Watanuki is best boy and I love he)
9. Assassination Classroom (I watched it both Dub and Sub but never finished sub cause the ending made me cry qwq i loved it so much)
10. Disgaea (Laharl my precious angy demon bunny child he never failed to make me laugh in the anime and even though it's a much shorter version of the game it's a lot of fun)
There ya go!! If ya need more reccomendations or even manga ones I'm more than happy to share^^
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missguomeiyun · 2 years
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Homecooking [Apr ed]
April was an exciting month for me!
I had staycation as you know. .. I followed 2 badminton tournaments during my time off: the Korea Open & the Korea Masters. Due to the time difference, things were difficult but bcos I was on vacation, it worked out lol I also watched the ISU Short Track World Championship 2022 that happened in Montreal from April 8-10. Yes, it overlapped with the badminton tournament dates so I’d watch badminton till ‘very early’, then get up for the 8am start for the short track competition. It was intense! Hence I feel like my staycation was more hectic than my work days. But it was all worth it!
I had many thoughts re: the Short Track competition. 1st of all, Canadian Short Track skater Charles Hamelin retired after this race :’) it was soooo emotional omggggg I’m so happy that the Canadian team won the mens 5000m relay at the Beijing Olympics. I feel like that was a nice closure to his career, you know what I mean?  As for the Korean Short Track team.. . TBH, the ladies division was kinda hard to watch at times. It was the return of SSH, who was in a lot of controversy & stuff for the past few yrs. I’m glad she returned but the team moments were so awkward. I also became a new fan of Lee June Seo, & I wished that the commentators would pronounce his name properly or at least, keep in consistent. There’s a Korean girl with surname “Seo”, & similar for her. .. “Seo” was pronounced differently all the time!!! There was “siu”, “sau”, “soo”, “so”. .. SMH. The closest is “saw” in English......... lol oh well. Anyway, congrats to the Korean team. Choi Min Jung is AMAZINGGGGG!
Okay, enough about the sports . .. haha
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Random soup I made using white beech mushroom, onion, Spam, & chayote. Forgot what soup paste I used.. . but probably deonjang judging by the colour :P
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I recently had the seafood version of this mung bean pancake. This is the original mung bean only version. I prefer the seafood one more bcos the seafood bits made the texture more interesting; this was more mushy & uniform throughout.
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Pasta~
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This was take-out that my brother got from Blue Truck Barbeque. It’s their
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Homemade patties avec les English muffins haha the patties were chicken-based.
* * * * * * book break * * * * * *
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I may start doing this in my future homecooking posts - a book review break to share what I read during the month. It’s my goal to read 15 books this yr. This one is book #5 - “The Red Palace” by June Hur.
June Hur is a Canadian author who specializes in YA fiction (with a Korean setting). She’s written 3 novels (4th one to be released in 2023) & I’ve read AND OWN all 3! I know it’s YA but . .. I don’t typically base my choice on YA vs non-YA. Her stories are very interesting in that it’s mystery-solving & there’s just not much out there with the Korean historical setting, you know? I can see all 3 of her works as a Kdrama, esp this one! I breezed through it during the badminton x short track week! The pace was consistent; the characters were humane & relatable; the plot twist was excellent; style of writing (bcos it’s not a translated work) was very easy to read (also bcos it’s YA but still... it was well-written). I highly recommend this book!!
*PS: I plan to continue collecting her books ^^
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Another pasta. This was was a tomato pesto sauce with beef + mushrooms. I decided to add some tomato as I was cooking .. . & yeah, the tomato juice -.-” the product became water-y.
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Sujebi with napa cabbage & Korean fish cake (the long cylindrical ones).
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Noodle soup with white beech mushroom, napa cabbage & imitation crab.
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Mini portion of bibim-myeon with chicken breast over a bed of spinach.
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Trying the strawberry cream cheese from Costco. It’s alright! Compared to other ones, the texture of this one was very soft & smooth.
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JJAMPPONG with mini dumplings.
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Another type of noodle with mini dumplings & fish cake.
As you can see. .. napa cabbage is a big part of my life LOL so is broccoli. I typically use broccoli for work meals bcos I feel they’re more filling. & napa cabbage.. . I don’t really like it in a dry dish if that makes any sense. It belongs in a soup of some sort bcos it’s so good at soaking up flavours.
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Have you guys tried this??? If you haven’t, I don’t recommend it. It was very dry. ..
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I FINISHED ANOTHER BOOK~ WooooooooT!! Book #6 DONE~
This is a sequel to Dial A for Aunties. I personally liked the first book more but this one was pretty entertaining as well. Compared to The Red Palace, this one took me slightly longer to finish. I didn’t find I was into it as much as The Red Palace. Still good though! An easy read!
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Bro made steak. YUMMM
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Udon (yeah.. the square ones that I don’t like) with fish cakes, corn, napa cabbage, & cherry tomatoes. This batch of cherry tomatoes were larger than usual & unusually not very juicy. You know what you bite into one, oftentimes, tomato juice just squirts out? Well, not this one. It was hardier (?).
That is it! Bye
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deliriumsong · 1 year
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Tuesday, 11 April 2023.
I still have 4500mg worth of paracetamol and 4000mg worth of ibuprofen. Shall i consume them all? How many are the lethal dose of those two combine? If it's lethal, i'm curious to what people will discuss in my funeral. Am i a good friend? Am i a good son? Surely not, since i've let them down so many times. I've wrong them numorous times, especially pascal who were the last one to talk to me yet i'm relieved that she was feeling better than i had thought. What about bella? I accidentally read her letter she gave me on my birth day 2 years ago, a thoughtful wish that i never thought would be granted. I'm so sorry, bell. What about my mom & brothers? I can imagine how mad my 1st brother to find that i'm dead, my mother will flood her cheek with guilt, i can't predict how sano will react to my dead. Yet i'm done with this fucked up life of mine.
Today is 3 days before pascal's birthday, i've prepared a lame gift for her & ordered a cake. I just want those things delivered to her if i really didn't survive from this dose. What shame, i never now what she really need & guessing a suitable gift with this wrecked little brain.
Long story short, i just wanna be a part of life of anyone close to me & make them happy as my parents wished a really long time ago. Yet since it never work, i think losing a failure like me will make their life easier. If i succeed, this will likely be a suicide note & if i fail, this will be another empty notes.
Hahaha i just remembered that pascal has an good sense & can realized if someone is close to their death. Don't be sorry or sad of my dead if i really succed. You must go ahead & grab your happiness, my dear friend. See ya
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messedupessy · 3 years
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Happy April's fools day
I am leaving for instagram
good bye 😔
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tedrick · 3 years
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Agnes De la Rosa = 12/7/2000, ☀️sagittarius 🌙leo ✨pisces, infp-t, age 18-22, she/her, bi
quiet, friendly, sensitive, thoughtful. taking a gap year, doesn’t know what she wants to do for college. works at a grocery store. likes sadgirl music. lives with her parents, but her dad “works a lot”. her mother is abusive. friends with josiah
Josiah Gray = 8/15/1998, ☀️leo 🌙aquarius ✨pisces, isfj-t , age 20-24, he/him, bi
serious, sad, kind, tired yet hopeful. graduated highschool and never went to college. wants to be a mechanic or some shit. works a lot of odd jobs, currently works at a grocery store. fights for money and is kinda good at it. friends with agnes, dating corinne. lives in a house owned by corinne’s dad. corinne is abusive. hasn’t spoken to his mom in over a year. his abusive dad died when he was in highschool. drinks too much, smokes too much, and abuses medication. listens to 90s rock and doesn’t have many hobbies.
Corinne Kelly = 10/20/1998, ☀️libra 🌙scorpio ✨capricorn, estj-a, age 20, she/her, straight
vain, mean, shallow, rude. a bitch. cosmetologist. josiah’s highschool girlfriend who he’s still with. total daddy’s girl who really gets whatever she wants. isn’t mean for any reason, she just fucking sucks. spends most of her time at work, likes to shop a lot, spends the rest of her time either accounting for her dad or tormenting josiah. abusive. really values her appearance.
Lucia Caro = 6/17/2001, ☀️gemini 🌙libra ✨pisces, enfp-a, age 19, she/her, bi
bubbly, outgoing, chaotic, friendly. instagram influencer. angel kin, angel complex, god complex, the works. obsessive and almost delusional after chisme’s influence. loves cute things. hobbies mostly just include social media stuff and pinterest diy things she thinks are cute. likes thrift-flipping. (lu-CHEE-uh)
Karma = she/it
angel of hurt/pain/revenge. the unholy entity within Lucia. whether it is an angel, demon, new, or ancient, is ambiguous. only desire is to wreak havoc. curiously has a great attitude about it.
Chisme = she/her, aro, estp-a
energetic, enthusiastic, impulsive, apathetic. demon who deives people to evil or death by gradually influencing their emotions to become more severe, leading to the person becoming more impulsive and less tied to reality. Considers this to be entertaining. Influencing Lucia, but never reveals herself. Generally has a great attitude about things, but her emotions are strong and the change quickly.
Edgar Graves = 11/28/1999, ☀️sagittarius 🌙scorpio ✨sagittarius, istj-t, age 20, he/him, gay
reserved, serious, lonely. idk what he goes to college for but he has no friends. after a bad party experience w and ouija board or some shit and ended up getting haunted by a fucking demon :(((. he’s so super depressed but he wont fuckin die and its annoying but he’s stubborn and values his little life.
Maalik = he/him, gay in denial, istp-a
sadistic, mean, cocky, confident, an asshole. mentally and psychologically torments and tortures, people to evil/death. currently doing so to edgar. he considers this to be fun, but doesn’t really care about the people whose souls he steals. when he’s rlly invested he will show himself. for some reason, though, Edgar never reacts?? and for some reason? Maalik has been holding back a little.. hm...
Prudence = they/she/he/it, aro, isfj-t
overly-cautious, nosy, timid, nervous. an angel that none of the other angels like because they’re lame. she hangs around with Chisme and Maalik even though they bully him but it doesn’t really mind. She kind of has a stick up her butt and has never been to earth, although he does hear a lot about it from Chisme and Maalik. Not especially powerful, but they don’t really do anything anyways. It’s not very proficient at it’s job (making sure people are careful), bc all it really comes across as is overthinking. People really get annoyed by this, and thats why they don’t do much anymore. hearing about what the demons do bums them out but they don’t really do anything about it.
Susannah Reid = 5/9/1999, ☀️taurus 🌙 aquarius ✨leo, infj-t, age 21 at death, she/her, bi
gentle, intelligent, naive, lonely. aerospace engineering student with no friends who just wants to feel close to someone. Goes out with Corbin for roughly 3 months before he kills her, then she becomes a vengeful spirit of raw anguish that hunts him down. Loved reading and researching, as well as singing quietly to herself
Corbin Wright = 4/12/1998, ☀️aries 🌙leo ✨ capricorn, istj-a, age 22, he/they, pan
manipulative, suave, amicable, ruthless. travels everywhere picking up new, lonely, unnoticable people to woo and date for a bit before he murders them. killed Susannah by drowning her. is familiar with Cecilia
Cecilia Ayers = 11/16/2000, scorpio, age 20, she/her, bi, istj-t
Fake, observant, volatile, calculating. Rich kid with daddy issues bc her dad wanted a son that he never got. Became a perfectionist overachiever to an obsessive degree. Has a large social circle but doesn’t care for any of the people who consider her a friend, her entire outward personality is fake. In realisy, she is very cold and uncaring. Spends all of her free time on work, until the wrong guy pushes her too far one night and she kills him. then another. then another... she notices Corbin putting the same moves on Susannah one day, who luckily goes to her college. Taking a passing interest in Susannah, she notices the changes caused by Corbin’s abuse until: Susannah goes missing. Now aware of Corbin’s action’s he is also aware of hers in a spy v spy situation.
Amber Little = 1/15/97, age 17 at death, she/her, straight, enfj-a
Art Andrews = 2/19/2000, pisces cusp, isfp-a, age 19, he/him, idk
Big puppy dog, amicable, goofy, easygoing. Arthur’s been through a lot thanks to his neglectful mother. Having been in foster care, then held back, he met Ben before going back into his mom’s custody. Ben was Art’s first real friend, since his school experience was mostly characterized by outbursts and fights. in hs, Art began self harming, smoking, doing drugs, and illegal activity with a seperate group. Ben eventually helps him out of this lifestyle, and he goes clean on everything but smoking, as well as getting into the occasional fight because of his past crowd. While he harbors a lot of hardships, he’s a genuinely nice and caring friend, and could become friends with probably anyone. Spends most of his time chilling with Ben, doesn’t have a knack for most things besides math.
Ben Luna = 12/19/2001, sagittarius, infj-t, age 18, he/him, gay
clever, considerate, anxious, stubborn. Ben was pretty lonely before he met Art, and doesn’t have too much of a social life. A straight-a student, Ben understands practically everything, and could be taught anything else. Bad relationship with his parents, because he refuses to not transition, and though he lives with them, they hardly interract. Has a pretty bad crush on Art, but he’ll probably never tell him. Thinks March is a bad influence ~_~. Spends a lot of his time gaming or doing things that stimulate him. prone to anxiety, yet very steadfast.
March Abbot = 3/15/2001, pisces, estp-a, age 18, he/him, bi
laid-back, arrogant, charming, sarcastic. Marcello rich boy with the worst daddy issues in the entire world. he doesn’t want to be like his dad, or run his construction company, or grow up to be anything like that stuck-up prick. likes to rebel as much as possible, usually by partying and picking up a lot of girls. took an interest in Art because he seemed like a delinquent. Spends most of his time fucking around any way he can that will keep him away from home. mostly dismissive of Ben since he seems like a dumb nerd.
Jude Keane = 1/12/2003, capricorn, infj-t age 18, he/him, bi
outgoing, expressive, reliable, thoughtful. finally moved out of house to go to college for idk, anthropology. beach boys and oldies in general enthusiast, influenced by his grandparents. even though his mother supported his transition financially, she had a general attitude of wanting him to “grow up” and “get real” about his life, causing him tons of self-doubt. meets Taylor at the record shop they work at and become friends.
Taylor Zamora = 4/9/2002, aries, age 19, enfj-a, they/them, pan
confident, insightful, mature, cool. Taylor’s the cool person who is too intimidating to talk to in the grocery store. they give the best advice and always take the time to listen and help their friends, but their past is pretty mysterious. loves to live in the moment bc they fear that they didn’t get the childhood that they should’ve.
Robyn Parry = 1/27/2003, aquarius, age 16, istp-t, she/her, lesbian
reserved, serious, intimidating, calm. Powerful gay energies. Robyn really likes drawing realism portraits and breaking the dress code. Other ppl don’t talk to her with the exception of Eden. despite the bullying she’s gotten for her unique freckles, she is very confident and self-assured
Eden Houghton = 8/21/2003, leo, age 16, esfp-a, she/her, lesbian
bright, optimistic, loving, sweet. Eden just transferred to the same all-girl school as Robyn, and meets her on the first day. People either love her or are rude to her, but she tries not to let it get her down. she loves being outside in nature, or doing anything that isn’t sitting around at home, but she has a passion for crafts to keep life interesting.
Cathy = 10/8/2002, libra, she/her, bi, enfp-a
my girlfriend
Keith Harlow = 9/14/1997, virgo, age 19, intj-t, he/him, gay
tired, irrate, paranoid, determined. his parents were killed by a monster when he was like, 9, and after years of shit life and trying to find the truth, he finally makes it back to the town where it happened, where he meets Ethan, who helps him uncover the mystery. unfortunately, he might be more monster than human himself at that point. nah thats not true, he’s just a poor boy. he does die uhh. he knows no hobbies, only the hunt
Ethan Wake = 10/30/1997, scorpio, age 18, infj-t he/him, gay
curious, patient, reserved, empathetic. moved to a small town with his parents for him to figure out college and them to go through their divorce. meets Keith and helps him with his investigation until keiths paranoia overcomes him. oh also he initiates the romantic relationship with keith and pierces his ears and everything. used to cut. gets shot (by keith). survives, forgets everything.
Christian Covett = 7/23/1996, leo cusp, age 26, entj-a he/him, pan
intelligent, unhinged, deceptive, upbeat. has a knack for morally ambiguous/deplorable scientific inquiries and experiments. upon finding Adrien, he captures him and uses him to try to figure out the secrets of holiness/divinity and shit. seems like a bubbly, if not weird dude in public due to his overly-cutesy demeanor and clothing. is actually very malicious, sadistic, and completely apathetic. can switch from smiling to evil in less than a second.
Adrien = he/him, aro, istp-t
deadpan, moody, introverted, resilient. a very weak angel who is on earth bc of a demotion. was captured by Christian and tortured for a while before eventually regaining his power and getting payback and escaping. Dresses like a clown
Hayden Voss = 6/21/2002, cancer cusp, age 19, istp-t, they/them, bi
stoic, quiet, loner, mysterious. has a shaky grasp of their own metallokinetic powers, which have the potential to be very very powerful. doesnt really talk to anybody about anything for any reason. hayden would much rather be alone than training, bc they hate feeling weak or dumb, and considers their lack of technique frustrating when they have to admit it
Tere Montoya = 3/24/2000, aries, age 21, esfj-a, they/them, pan
charismatic, athletic, fun-loving, hard-working. Firebrat has more energy than anyone else. literally. enhanced stamina leads to slower heart rate, considerable muscle and notable strength, an avg body temp of ~101 degrees, and extreme speed/agility/dexterity. they love to win, making them a natural at most sports, able to usually do very well at anything they try. prolific in hand-to-hand combat. usually stays awake for at least 48 hrs at a time. lovable and not too cocky, they make a pretty fun, if sometimes annoying, coach. they might (... and can) kill you with their extreme energy.
Callum Sorel = 10/27/2000, scorpio, age 17, intj-t, he/him, pan
shy, nervous, neurotic, fearful. callum lived his whole dang life being a cute lil meganerd in a small town who minded his own business until one day somehow he was attacked by a vampire (um. i think his town had a local cryptic grave that he came in contact with) and then he went on a fucking murderous rampage as he tried not to succumb to feralness!!! fuckin crazy!
Gossamer Glasgow = 4/22/2005, taurus, age 17, infp-t, gay
hopeless romantic, scaredy-cat, punk arachnophobe who went into a haunted house once because he thought it would be cool and badass but ruh roh spaghettios
Fathom Jackson = 5/17/????, taurus, 17 when he uhh, esfp-a, he/him, gay
cheerful, upbeat, naive boy who went missing a long time ago because he walked into the haunted house :/
Malady Lovelace = 1/16/196?, capricorn, 13 at death, esfp-a (alive), she/her, idk
missing under mysterious circumstances in the 70s. has become an extremely angry house ghost
Harvey Duran = 4/17/2004, aries, age 17, intj-t, he/him, gay
responsible, collected, positive yet cautious Normal Boy who has to wrangle his chaotic best friends, one of which he is hopelessly in love with.
Leo Vargas = 9/12/2003, virgo, age 18, enfp-a, he/him, gay
kind, extroverted, energetic and easygoing boy who really just wants to have fun and be happy with his friends. semi-cousins with josie idk
Josie Morisson = 3/22/2004, aries, age 17, esfp-a, she/her, lesbian
batshit insane criminally chaotic girl who just wants to watch the world burn, mess with Harvey, make Leo happy, and love her girlfriend.
Devon Banks = 5/26/2003, gemini, age 18, intp-a, they/she/he, lesbian
Josie’s chill and athletic long distance girlfriend who occasionally gets to come visit.
Tyler Everett = 1/6/2001, capricorn, age 20, intj-t, he/him, gay
eternally tired and stressed punk barista who finds himself as the babysitter for two anomalous beings. hardworking and blunt, yet patient and gentle when he needs to be.
Damion = he/they, pan, infp-t
anomalous humanoid being in the appearance of an ~16 year old early 2000s emo boy with too much energy and slightly unnerving features. super loud. never sleeps, never shuts up. origins are very unknown, which he is very insecure about.
Essie = she/her, idk she doesnt know, isfp-t
usually found crying, emotions always running at maximum capacity. sadness means sobbing, joy means happy tears, but she can’t find it in herself to be angry. very sedentary, never goes out, and probably looks much too strange to. doesn’t think much about her own origins, kind of is already emotional enough.
Dakota Herrera = 10/10/2003, libra, age 18, intj-t, they/them, pan
Lucille Bloom = 2/11/????, aquarius, 19 when uhhh, infp-t, she/her, pan
Eleanor Fay = 7/12/2003, cancer, age 18, estp-a, she/they, bi
Angel Murillo = 3/10/2002, pisces, age 14, infj-t, he/him, bi
Nicodemus Worth = 2/25/2001, pisces, age 15, intp-a, he/him, gay
Harlow Liu = 12/21/2003, capricorn, age 17, intp-t, they/he/she, pan
Ruby Lopez = 9/1/2003, virgo, age 18, enfp-a, she/her, lesbian
Rosario Vergara = 12/7/1999, scorpio, age 19, istj-t, she/they, bi
Misha Amato = 3/13/1999, pisces, age 20, intp-a, they/them, pan
Nadia Bell = 6/28/2009, cancer, age 23, intj-t, she/her, pan
Charlie = 10/31/2010, scorpio, age 22? idk, istj-t, they/any, pan
Guts = 12/27/????, capricorn, age idk 19?, esfp-a, he/they/it, pan
emo boy!!!
Antonio Gunner = ?/?/????, 30’s and un-aging, intp-t, he/him, pan
ranger, reborn, human? clown name is “Tarnation”
Alarick = ?/?/????, 30’s and un-aging, esfp-t, he/him, gay
dhampir by birth, sorcerer maybe
Dahlia Gunner = ?/?/????, 31, istj-a, she/her, lesbian
human ranger(?), clown name Belladonna, not related to Antonio
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baejl · 2 years
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april fools
red velvet 6th member au / superm 8th member au
jaein and jaebeom tell their members about the pregnancy 
masterlist 🦋 requests are open feedback is awalys important to me!
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Noisy and messy. 
Those were the two perfect words to describe Jaein's apartment.
A long-forgotten karaoke machine was playing some random background music as everyone was gathered around the kitchen table, laughing about something Yeri said. Bringing GOT7 and Red Velvet together was something that would only happen on special occasions, like Jaein's birthday. 
They could count how many times that happened, even when Red Velvet got on hiatus and GOT7 left JYPE. Even if they could gather as many members as possible, having all the thirteen members together was, indeed, a miracle.
Well, for some people being together would mean having all of them physically present, but the fact that Mark and Jackson took their time to make a phone call even with the time zone meant a lot to all of their friends back in Korea, especially to the night's hosts.
Their members had no idea why they called them over. 
At first, they used some lame excuse of how much they missed them and how much they wanted to have dinner together, but that wasn't convincing Jaein's members, so they had to change it to 'we have some important news'.
Jaein tried to ignore the fact that she was about to drop a bomb on them while they enjoyed their dinner and all those drinks, but as soon as Jaebeom got up from the chair beside her and pulled her with him, she knew that was it. He was going to tell them.
Calling their attention with a forced cough, Jaebeom got ready for his speech as everyone turned their head at him.
"So, guys! There's a reason why we invited you all here today." Jaebeom said, placing his hand on Jaein’s lower back.
Their members booed in unison.
"I knew it wasn't for free." Jinyoung said, laughing.
"Are we gonna have to pay for all we ate?" Youngjae joked, and the girls laughed.
"Okay, I'm going home, guys. Thank you for the food." Seulgi said, getting up from the chair.
Jaein cracked up and shook her head, calming down the girl.
"Sit down, unnie. That's not it." Jaein said, giggling.
As much as she could pretend she was calm, Jaein could feel her heart beating faster and her hands sweating. If their members reacted well, then nothing else mattered to them.
Before telling their companies, Jaein and Jaebeom decided it would be fairer to tell the news to the people who would genuinely feel happy for them, their members.
It started as a simple dinner until Bambam showed up with the beers. After that, it was a mess. Somehow, Seulgi, Bambam and Yugyeom convinced everyone to drink.
Two crates of beer later, Jaein decided it was time to open the game with them.
"Actually..." Jackson's voice called their attention. "Bambam? You're blocking my view with you beer."
Everyone laughed while Bambam placed his phone in a better position so that everyone could see him.
"Ya, hyung!" Yugyeom entered in front of Bambam only to tease Jackson. "This isn't about you."
"YA!" Jackson screamed, making them laugh. "YOU'RE LUCKY I'M NOT-"
Jaebeom sighed and interrupted them before it turned into an endless discussion.
"Jaein is pregnant."
The whole room died on a long-lasting silence. Even Mark and Jackson seemed to be processing the info.
Jaein smiled and shook her hands.
"Surprise?!" she said, uncertain if that was the right thing to say at that moment.
"You're joking." Irene said, still processing what she heard.
"No, unnie. I'm pregnant, for real." Jaein said, with her eyes tearing up.
The reactions split in two. While Seulgi, Joy, Yeri, Jinyoung and Youngjae looked scared. The rest, except for Jackson and Mark, smiled, confused. Jackson and Mark were quiet, waiting for the others to react.
"What day is it? April 1st?" Wendy asked, chuckling.
"Guys, I am pregnant!" Jaein insisted. There was only one way to convince them.
"What day is it? April 1st?" Wendy asked, chuckling.
"Guys, I am pregnant!" Jaein insisted. 
There was only one way to convince them it was true.
"Wait a second..." Jaebeom said, puffing.
He crossed the kitchen and walked to the living room, where there was an envelope with all the exams Jaein had shown him the night before.
When he came back, everyone watched his moves carefully.
"Here, these are her exams and pregnancy tests." Jaebeom said, putting the envelope on the kitchen table.
Irene was the first to open the envelope, and the other members waited for her. She took the first paper and read it, her eyes instantly tearing up with the results.
"Oh, Jaein-ie." Irene cooed, placing the paper on the table before running to hug Jaein.
"It's true!" Seulgi said, waving the paper. "She's pregnant."
The space melted in a big 'awn', the boys and the girls leaving their seats to give Jaein and Jaebeom - who by now couldn't help himself from crying - a big and warm hug.
"Jaein!" Yeri whined, touching Jaein's belly. "This is so beautiful."
"Hyung, you made it!" Jinyoung punched Jaebeom's shoulder, joking. "You're officially a dad now."
"Thank you..." Jaebeom said, hugging his group member once again.
"Hello? Guys?" someone's voice called their attention, and they looked at the cellphone at the table. They quickly recognised it as Mark. "Oh, great. I think you forgot we can't actually walk."
"So we'd appreciate it if someone with actual arms took us closer to the new parents." Jackson finished Mark's sentence.
"Oh! Sorry, guys." Bambam said, quickly running to the table and taking his phone closer to Jaein and Jaebeom. "Is it better now?"
"Perfect." Mark nodded. Jaein and Jaebeom chuckled. "Hi, guys. Congratulations! Too bad I can't be there to hug you, but please, send me news about the baby."
"Got it, hyung." Jaebeom giggled. "We'll send you everything, don't worry."
"What about Jackson?" Jaein asked, frowning. "Jackson? Are you okay?"
Their reply came in as a low sob, revealing Jackson was crying. Everyone laughed out loud with his sudden reaction. Jaein knew Jackson had this tough image but was soft inside. She only didn't know it was like this.
"Oppa?" Joy called him, laughing. "Are you okay?"
"I am..." he answered them in a weak tone, making them laugh even more. "Is just that... there's something on my eye."
"Is this something called 'Jaebeom and Jaein are having a baby'?" Bambam teased him.
"YES!" he whined out loud.
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reidingmelodies · 3 years
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The Date Jar: April
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Pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!Reader Category: Fluff Word Count: 2.1k Includes: kissing, mentions (but no consumption of) alcohol A/N: This is part of The Date Jar series, but it can be read as a stand-alone piece as well ♥️
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There weren’t many things Spencer wouldn’t do for you.  He would go eight extra stops on the Metro and back to get you cupcakes from your favorite bakery, search high and low to find you an autographed copy of your favorite album, or write you a ten-page letter declaring his love for you after a too close for comfort scare at work.
But apparently, going to a paint and sip class was a bit too much.
April 1st came and went, and with it came the picking of the month’s date jar stick. You woke up that morning with every intention of staying in bed all day, and Spencer was quick to agree.
Lazy Sunday mornings with him by your side were a rarity and spending them anywhere but in each other’s arms was a disgrace in both of your books.
But a quick trip out of bed to get the date jar was an absolute exception.
Regardless, leaving bed was a battle against Spencer’s murmured protests and grabby hands, but with a well-timed kiss to his lips you were able to slip through his grasp and make your way to the kitchen.
A soundtrack of playful whines and groans from Spencer accompanied your journey there, and with each step there was one thing on your mind first and foremost.
Thank the universe for lazy Sundays.
Jar in hand, you collapsed against his chest once more, nuzzling your head against his collarbone while his fingers gently traced patterns on your spine.
Each trace was accompanied by a soft kiss.  To your temple, to your cheek, to your jaw, to your lips.
Anywhere he could reach, really- and you were not complaining.
On the sixth press of his lips against yours, you reluctantly pulled away, allowing your mouths to meet for a final peck before moving into a sitting position.
Apparently Spencer had other plans.
“Can we-,” your words were cut off as he chased your lips for another kiss, and you couldn’t help but smile as your mouths met.  It was a series of clashing teeth and breathless laughs, a kiss filled to the brim with passion and love.  
Plain and simple, it was happiness.  If breathing wasn’t a necessity, you’d more than willingly stay in that spot for the rest of your life.
But unfortunately, it was. And you had a date to pick.
Pulling away once more, you squeezed his thigh gently, relishing in the way his lovestruck eyes met yours.
Focus.
Voice filled with mirth, you raised an eyebrow in your boyfriend’s direction.  “Ya know, I’m pretty sure you tried kissing me just like this last time we had to pick a date, Spencer- is this your thing now?”
Cheeks flushed, but with a surprising amount of confidence he laid his hand over yours and gave it a gentle squeeze.  “Kissing you is always my thing, Y/N”.
Somebody’s been taking lessons from Derek- you’d have to thank him.
With a playful eyeroll you grabbed the jar from the heap of blankets it had made its way to and handed it to him.  “Alright Romeo, wanna shake the jar for me?”
He did so diligently, rainbow popsicle sticks clattering together as his hand shook in a pattern.
Three shakes.  Pause.  Six Shakes.  Pause.  Two Shakes.  Pause.  Four shakes-
With the final shake he held the jar out with an upturn of his lips and with closed eyes you brought your hand to the lid, your eyes fluttering open once you pulled one out and placed it in the palm of your hand.
Holding it out to Spencer, you both read the words gracing the purple stick at the same time.
‘Get drunk (on each other) and go to a Paint and Sip class!’
At that, two very different reactions filled the room: Spencer was sighing while you were cheering.
Confusion graced your features, but before you had a chance to ask if everything was okay Spencer’s voice filled the room.
“Babe, you were here when we made tie dye shirts, right?  Did you see what my shirt looked like?” his hands were moving at a rapid pace, every inch of him absolutely appalled that you were excited for something he was sure would be a disaster.
At that, you couldn’t help but smile.  His tie-dye shirt from February had gone through quite the journey.  The rainbow colors seeped together until he ended up with a black shirt speckled with purple, and Spencer was horrified by the sight of his shirt compared to your flawless rainbow one.  
But, you loved it with every fiber of your being- because it was made by him.
Spencer claimed that wasn’t a good enough reason, but you knew he’d say the same if the roles were reversed.  
You hummed, shifting until you were hovering over him once more.  “Mm-hm I was here, and I love that shirt- just like I’m going to love whatever painting you make.  Wanna know why?”
Your question was accompanied by a kiss to his jaw, and suddenly painting was the last thing on Spencer’s mind.  But when he looked up and saw you were waiting for a response, he shook his head no while he moved his hands to your hips.
“Because you made it.  And it’s just for fun, Spence!  We can make the worst paintings ever and no one’s gonna care- plus isn’t painting good for you?”
“It is- it’s actually been proven to strengthen memory because of visualization and implementation of designs.  It’s also seen as an extremely effective form of stress relief, primarily because of its relaxing nature,” his words came out in a breath, and you smiled, kneeling down to place a lingering kiss against his lips.
As you pulled back, you slightly tugged his upper lip between both of yours, instantly diving back into the painting discussion at hand to Spencer’s disbelief.
“Exactly!  I think it’ll be good for us, but if you’d rather do something else we can always change up the date- maybe just get dinner and go for a walk or something?  I think there’s a place downtown that has painting classes though, we can look to see if there’s any we like first,” your words were rushed, excitement evident on your features as you moved to leave bed and grab your laptop.
And Spencer loved how happy you were.  If he could bottle up the feeling he got when he saw you like this he would do so without a second thought, choosing to hold it close to his heart for the rest of eternity.
But, right now, painting was still very much the last thing on his mind.
His hands grasped onto your hips a touch tighter, and your brows furrowed as you looked down at him.
“Y/N?”
“Yeah?”
“Can we talk about painting later?  Right now I just really wanna kiss you”.
And, well.  He certainly didn’t have to ask you twice.
***
A week later, you and Spencer found yourselves at a Paint and Sip restaurant downtown with Shirley Temples in your hand.  There were four other couples present, and while the instructor put the finishing touches on her work station, you all chatted aimlessly.
Next to you, a couple was drinking glasses of Pinot Grigio, and upon seeing your drinks the woman closest to you let out a slight chuckle, nostalgia present on her features.  
“I used to drink those all the time- when I was in high school my friends and I would knot cherry stems using our tongues to see who was the best kisser.  And,” she turned to her girlfriend with a gleam in her eyes, “I was able to knot mine every time”.  At that, the pair leaned in for a kiss while Spencer moved to whisper in your ear.
“I don’t see how tying a cherry stem means you’re a good kisser.  I can see how people would think that was the case because of the oral dexterity one would need to have in order to form a knot without using their hands, but there’s so much more to kissing.  There’s the importance of hand placement and-”
His spiel was cut off by the beginning of the lesson, and as the teacher began to explain the differing brushes in relation to the painting as a whole, you leaned your head on his shoulder to murmur in his ear.
“You definitely don’t need to be able to tie a cherry stem with your tongue to prove you’re a good kisser, Spence- trust me, I already know”.
He coughed at your words, and you couldn’t help but laugh in response.
Maybe if you two paid a little more attention to the lesson, your paintings would’ve been better- but that was a story for another time.
Instead, you were trying to sort out your brushes on a whim, the rest of the class three steps ahead of you and Spencer in their task of painting a cabin overlooking a pristine lake.  
The instructor’s painting was beautiful- hues of blue and purple swirled together to create a tranquil sky, the first spattering of stars present on the horizon, and a charming cabin with steam coming out of the chimney, the reflection of the home present on the face of the lake.
Yours and Spencer’s paintings though?  Not so much.
“The paintings always look so easy, and then I try to follow along and it looks like a five year old made it in art class,” you murmured towards Spencer, shaking your head in amusement.
He was biting his lip in concentration, trying his hardest to dot a spattering of stars against the dark blue sky of his canvas with the back part of his paintbrush, but he chucked at your words and his dotted star quickly became a line spanning from the edge of the painting to the top of the chimney.
His mouth opened in surprise, and yours followed suit.  For a moment, you both stared at each other in disbelief until your laughs filled the room.
“It can be a shooting star?” your proclamation sounded more like a question, and the wide grin on his face told you everything you needed to know.
Any worries he had about messing up the painting had dissipated, and instead, he was embracing the fun you were sure Penelope had anticipated when she picked this date as one of your activities.
So, why not join him?
You followed suit and made a matching shooting star on your own painting, and the sparkle in his eyes at your action had you falling in love all over again.
You’d do anything to keep that smile on his face.
You continued to work in silence, and while neither of your paintings came out that bad, you certainly weren’t going to be entered in an art show anytime soon.
“I mean this in the nicest way babe,” you said to Spencer while you walked hand in hand to the car, “but we don’t even need one of these paintings in the apartment, let alone two”.
Spencer chuckled, swaying his painting in the hand that wasn’t firmly placed in yours as he murmured his agreement.  
Once at the car, the paintings were gently placed in the trunk and you made your way to the drivers seat as Spencer got situated in the passenger side.
You drove in a comfortable silence, turning down your street as an idea popped into your head.
“We can always give one to Penelope!  She’d love it,” you knew without a doubt that Penelope would embrace the painting with pride, and it would probably end up front and center in her living room.
“She probably would, but there’s no way Derek wouldn’t burn it while she was sleeping- have you seen our paintings?” Spencer’s retort was quick, and your cheeks burned with the force of the laughter and smiles you had sported all day.
And in that moment, wrapped in the comforting cloak of your love and happiness a singular memory popped into Spencer’s brain.
A week ago, Emily caught him browsing engagement rings during his lunch break.  He wasn’t necessarily looking, but that didn’t stop him from bookmarking the page for future use.
With a twinkle in her eye and a curious grin, she had clasped him on the shoulder and asked if he was ‘finally gonna put a ring on it’.
He had shut his laptop in a hurry, unsure of what to say because was he?  One second he was reading an article on theoretical chemistry, and the next he was looking at rings.  Was he really ready to ‘put a ring on it’?
But looking at you now, the car parked and your head thrown back in laughter as you talked to Penelope on the phone, two words kept swirling through his brain, getting louder and louder in its repetition, determined to get their point across.
It’s time.
***
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