#he could barely eat

[spacemancharisma]

i didn't know you had a rabbit until now good god that animal is beautiful

oh my god thank you!!!!! you can check my oliver tag for more Content but here are some of my favorite pics of him 🥰🥰

#🎶he’s the sun in the sky and the stars at night🎵he guides me home on the choppy seas🎶 #we got him from a neglectful home and when he came to us he was underweight and missing hair and his teeth were so overgrown #he could barely eat #and now he’s a little healthy chub on him and his coat is Beautiful and he’s the least skiddish animal ever #he wakes us up every morning sniffing and grooming us #he’s my absolute baby and I love him so much #ask #anon #personal #oliver 🐰

[avephelis]

hey dude i'd totally rip open my ribcage for you to use as a furnace if you asked. sorry if that's weird or anything.

#guess who finally had time to doodle something ^_^ itt's been one of those weeks... pass the chip body horror !!! #jrwi #jrwi riptide #jrwi chip #jrwi fanart #avepharts #chip the kind of guy to say “are you cold man? you could set me on fire and eat my flesh or something” and you think he's joking #but you look down and he's already bared himself in front of you saying “sorry if it tastes bad you can always just make me into jerky lol” #body horror #gore #tw gore #tw body horror #i mean it's pretty stylised but uhh. safety filters as usual. #he makes me ill

[littlecrittereli]

Okay I gotta say your art + story have gotten my fanfic engines a churning and now I'm picturing AU with the bros starting out in the wildlife game but with Martin as an 18-19 year old and Chris as this 14 year old and it's more "panicked older brother trying to keep his baby bro safe" while they encounter poachers/dangers.

OKOK HEAR ME OUT....

Martin has legal guardianship over Chris (uhh parents gotta die for this i am so sorry mom and dad kratt but it's for the fanfiction so please forgive me) Which is why a 14 year old is able to join their research team. Martin is technically "homeschooling" him, (i mean technically he's learning on creature adventures so...)

Martin was offered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to join the Tortuga research program and Chris didn't want to be the reason that Martin held back on his dreams. So, Chris was basically like take me with you, I'll be good and stay out of trouble I promise. So basically Martin is trying to do his job while simultaneously juggling the responsibility of raising Chris. And the rest of the team helps out as well so they all become a little family and go on these adventures.

The rest of the team would step into older sibling roles as well: Aviva would teach Chris about programming and engineering, Koki would show him how the Tortuga runs and how to make small tune-ups, and Jimmy would teach him how to bake and play video games with him. JUST IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES

I don't think Aviva would make a CPS for him, Martin would lose his mind if she did. Chris was already a handful, he does NOT need to be running around as a gecko. Maybe she could make a less extreme version of the suit for him? Like a partial creature power suit, where it can give him traits of animals. Instead of turning into the whole leopard, it just gives him leopard claw gloves and a tail for balance. So a little kiddy version of the CPS. IDk it's just an idea.

#wild kratts #chris kratt #martin kratt #asks #wild kratts au #wild kratts fanfiction #I feel like there could be some emotional issues involved with the lack of parents #Like Martin had to grow up too quick and sometimes resents his parents for it #and then Chris gets upset because he translates that into “Martin is mad that he has to raise me and IM the problem” #Meanwhile Martin just wishes Chris had their parents because Martin doesn't think he's doing a good job of raising Chris #Chris probably barely remembers them and thinks Martin is doing a great job #And Martin ofc is like barely an adult so he lets Chris eat icecream for breakfast sometimes and explore the wilderness with him #but hes doing his best so its okay #now if you don't make this fanfiction Im going to find you. #IM SERIOUS BECAUSE NOW IM INVESTED AND IF YOU DONT DO IT I WILL #WK Guardianship AU

[moonchild-in-blue]

You know what? I really wanna eat a sandwich with Vessel. We don't even have to talk or anything like.

I just want to sit at a table across him, get a few Capri Suns, a bag of crisps torn open between us, a nice sandwich each, and just eat in silence.

🧃😐🥪 🍟 🧃😐🥪 <- like this

#i want it to be almost uncomfortable but never reaching that point #i want us both to just munch on bread like 😐🥪 😐🥪 #and we're both sharing the same crisps. and maybe we reach out for the same potato but there's an awkward “you go” pause #our fingers barely touch. it's not romantic or anything it's just 😐😬 #and maybe I'll accidentally choke on a piece of chicken and he pauses. half-eaten sandwich in hand. completely silent #watching me cough and waiting to see if i need help or not. but then i sip on my capri sun and i'm 😐👍 and he's 😐👍 #and we both continue to eat in silence #he's fully masked of course #maybe he'll occasionally cough very lightly to clear his throat. or do a “mhm” sound to indicate the food is good #and that's it. that's all i want #is that too much to ask? i don't think so #(listen i love sandwiches okay? they're one of my favourite things in the whole world i could live off sandwiches if i could) #sleep token

[taleweaver-ramblings]

Prayer request: please pray for my grandpa. He's having open-heart surgery tomorrow, and he has two other hospital-worthy health issues that they're going to have to figure out how to treat after that. He had a bad fall back in May, and while he was originally doing miraculously well, he stopped taking care of himself as well as he should have in July (right about when he should have been able to start doing more . . .), and that's led to a whole slew of issues.

Specific requests:

That the heart surgery goes well.

That the doctors will have wisdom to figure out how to treat the other issues.

That my grandpa will be receptive to whatever changes he needs to make to ensure these problems don't come back and new problems don't arise, and that he'd find the motivation to not stay in his current mindset (which seems to be that he's avoiding anything that requires effort).

This is a little selfish, but pray that my uncle (who's currently with my grandpa) would be able to stay with him for his recovery instead of making my mom come up again (after she already spent literally all summer taking care of my grandpa after his initial fall).

Thanks in advance.

#really do appreciate your prayers #all this is especially scary and frustrating because my grandpa was *so* healthy before his fall #like. it would have been very reasonable to think he was ten years younger than he was #because he was still very strong and healthy and independent #he ate well. he was at the gym three times a week. he kept up with his house and his shopping and did woodworking and suduko. #and now he keeps skipping meals #and he barely leaves the house #and he has a hard time walking without a walker #it's like he spent so long being told to be careful during initial recovery #that now he's unwilling to do anything that might be a strain even when he could and probably should #and obviously he's going to have to recovery from the surgery #but! the surgery would not be necessary if he had been eating well and moving and stuff at reasonable levels previously! #and I'm not trying to blame him #I'm just. I don't know. It's sad and scary and frustrating. #taleweaver speaks #prayer request

[puppetmaster13u]

DC AU Idea

Imagine if after coming back to life and being dunked in the Lazarus Pits, Jason can see ghosts. The pit rage is all the ghosts possessing him and trying to get revenge on their killers. A lot of them were killed by the joker and aren’t taking no for an answer, no matter who is in their way.  The only reason they don’t immediately do so is that they remember Robin, they remember Jason, and they don’t want to hurt him. It’s hard to remember that he’s alive again and cannot do the same things they can. 

#DCU #DC #batman #Jason Todd #Jason doesn't need guns the ghosts are about to help him tear Joker apart with his bare hands #Idk what to call this au #Some of the ghosts are assholes and some are nice #possession is a big issue #this could be very angsty or very hurt/comfort #idk which to go for #He's pretty much a hivemind of ghosts #Just #He's also the main one in control of his body #Most of the time #Like a menos grande from bleach #Constantly fighting to stay in control #Goon: What do you want to eat #Ghosts: THE SOULS OF THE CRIMINALS #Jason: A bagel #Ghosts: NOO #Jason: Two bagels #honestly this has potential to be a crossover with danny phantom lol #dc x dp

[carefulfears]

omg rm9 was kinda fun To Me. i enjoyed mulder and scully going on a sushi date, scully being SOOOOO embarrassingly down bad for a man she’s known over 20 years, and of course the restaurant attacking them because mulder is a bad tipper. it’s also just nice to see them living life, you know??

i had a blast with rm9 tbh, a classic s11 well! have no idea what happened there! but i enjoyed myself! episode. just talked about it a bit but yes!! just seeing them living life!! literally the majority of s11 isn't even them going on cases they're just like. existing. and falling into Situations. in rm9 all they wanted to do was go to this sushi place. scully is of course always embarrassing as hell but what i loved loved loved loved about her in rm9 (and consequently throughout s11) is that last moment at the diner when they're both on their phones, and she puts hers away and just kinda leans over to his shoulder and takes his hand, and he puts his phone down.

i was so floored to see her do that, to ask for his attention like that. so much of the original series is scully...almost quietly suffocating, sometimes? being on the edge of his myopia and focus? wanting him to see her so bad, and then lashing out (READ: fucking serial killers) to either rebel, or get him to notice? but it's been a long time and he has been many more things to her since and now she just grabs his hand and makes him turn to her. in forehead sweat when she whines that he needs to feed her or she's leaving!! and then she does leave!!! in plus one when they aren't even "back together" yet, and she sneaks into his motel room and asks him to hold her.

scully in the revival has left him. she has struck out on her own, had her own career, lived on her own, been a doctor. and she's back and they're back because there's work to be done, and because, as james wong says: "She’s in love with him that way. She had a different career as a doctor, but she came back, because this is so important to him—she’s coming back to be there for him."

she's back, and they're back, because they're always choosing each other, and they've proven it, and they've done the work. she complains about his stakeouts. she cracks jokes about being sure he's on his meds!! she knows that their son is "guiding" them both, somehow. she doesn't question it.

she's embarrassingly down bad even after 25 years because she's never anything but adored him, but there's so much more availability now. she can openly check him out and invite him back into her room and giggle at him and sleep on his jacket in bars. she used to cry, every single time that he was present with her. she used to be so overwhelmed that she couldn't speak, when he was focused on her. this is the inverse reaction of the stability and peace that mulder has found, there's a steady foundation for scully to grow on.

#i know i have an ask from one of you somewhere to do a post on revival scully. thinking it over i promise #but this is like The Main Thing to me by far #kisses #asks #rm9sbg93zxjz #tbh there's this shift in them after the baby was born that kind of gutpunches me...something is very different and solid #'what are you thinking about?' 'about my son. about his mother.' #she will forever be his son's mother. he will forever be her son's father. #and it's not that this binds them because they've always been bound to each other but it shifts them into a new familiarity and dynamic #something very dependent and primal and solid #but for so fucking long that new dynamic was so drowned in grief and loss that they didn't get to have each other any other way #what do you do when someone is your child's mother but you only got 3 days #when someone is your child's father but you spent your one and ONLY year of parenthood alone #hmph! many epiphanies. #anyway the point is that by the revival they're eating jello and watching twilight zone (or whatever it was) in the same house where #for a decade they could barely speak to each other. they were just haunted. #they're healing and it's bringing them closer to each other in orbits and it's lovely!

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#man ive never seen an eating disorder kill someone else besides a parent infecting a child but my nana is really trying #shes like 1000% orthotexic. will not eat anything not filled with vegetables or fat. and my grandpa is 87yo with a heart condition currentl #in the hospital for covid bc thry went to Christmas church and dont believe in being vaccinated and my dad is so frustrated #bc he knows his mom is not gonna give his dad hearty foods. he needs to eat like protein shakes and meat and ice cream. anything thats not #her cooking which sucks on top of being extremely healthy. except its not healthy bc they dont eat a balanced diet #so its my nanas eating disorder killing her husband and shes so fucking frustrating. im like 99% sure she has obsessive compulsive #personally disorder bc she fits to a T and has zero insight. she may have full on 0cd bc talking to my dad he has more obvious 0cd #compulsions than i do. he used to say phrases before going to bed and would take 2 steps across the floor to prevent bad things from #happening. so like im pretty sure my nana is where i get my perfectionism and 0cd. god. i wish i could express how fucked up she is #like my dad said at least he had a stable home to grow up in but like she has zero sympathy for other people. cannot look past herself. wil #not wear a mask bc she doesnt care enough abt other ppl. my dad was like: u would not have survived in that house. which is fair bc i am #barely keeping it together coming from a stable home with two sympathetic parents who i know love me #and like its sad that they're suffering the effects of buying into the fox news bullshit and its killing them #but also. genuinely. i think theyre not very good ppl. theyre the type of people who think they're better bc they're religious. white. and #thin. and theyre not better thsn anyone. their grandchildren cant stand them. well cant stand her at least. papa is just quite so its hard #to say what hes thinking. apparently he was confused last night and saying something about eating dinner on the golf course. which sounds #nicer thsn being in the hospital lol. ugh. he seems not long for this world tbh. may he pass peacefully to b with his 1st wife who died of #brain cancer at age like 20 or something. so it goes. bleh. how many funerals are intended for me in the next 5 years? hopefully none but #that seems improbable with the unspoken drain circling that seems to b going on in this family. old age and like almost 10 years of cancer #defying the stats but for how much longer? #i dunno. its just so weird to watch these things happen and not talk about it directly to the other ppl who see it #i worry that ill come off as too callose or inappropriate bc i have that tendency when something bad is happening but thats everyone else #excuse? idk i just feel like its better to talk abt things #unrelated #ed mention #i tell u this so i can say these things to someone and also bc if i were u. i would like to hear the drama #bc im nosey and i assume other r too ;-]

[angelsymbol]

did anyone else see the newest watcher video

#txt #watcher #huge L what the fuck are they doing #especially shane ‘eat the rich’ madej #i’ve lost absolutely all respect for these people #i’m not payrolling your lives in luxury man #i’m not payrolling your ceo as he travels around the world eating all this fancy shit i could only dream of affording #they have completely let down their fans and userbase #and their model isn’t even sustainable what the hell are they thinking #no one wanted them to do this #‘it’s only six dollars a month!’ does it look like i can afford that. i can barely afford rent and groceries

[joyflameball]

Anyway I think once Wendy found out who Maxwell is she'd like. Latch onto him hard. Like she's clearly got attachment issues (refusing to move on from abby or let her fade away), she's already lost most of her family (abby dead, her parents in the real world), so discovering someone related to her was right there this whole time would def cause her to attach herself bad. This could also give her conflicted emotions, considering that Maxwell still dragged her here, most likely dragged her there with the promise of getting Abby back. Her fucking uncle dragged her into the Constant when she was in a desperate position. Many such cases

#dst #cassie rambles #wendy and maxwell could also be like. anxious attachment style vs avoidant attachment style #maxwell not wanting people to get close because of what happened with charlie + just not liking being around people #vs wendy clinging on desperately to the last living member of her family she has left #you get it. you get me #don't starve #i think that. wendy found out who maxwell was first #like i don't think maxwell. like. in his final speech he mentions that time moves different #i interpret it as ''time moves slower in hte constant'' #so it's been way longer for him #so he barely would remember wendy and there's no indication he knew her dad was jack #i mean. i feel like if he realized his fucking brother was there. he would have a bit of a Moment #so. wendy found out they were related before maxwell did #i don't think she'd tell him at first. how the fuck are you supposed to break that to someone? #''hey. i'm your niece. i'm the kid of your brother who you haven't seen in eons. he's my dad. you're my uncle. btw.'' #they're tryna SURVIVE here they don't have time for intense emotional moments over discovering their relation #(plus in the fanfic in my head she found out like. at the same time as a betrayal + losing the codex + wilson fucking died kinda) #(so like. there was a lot going on let's not spring that on everyone as well) #however thsi would probably eat her alive. #i imagine in my brain at some point she finally breaks down begging maxwell to explain why he dragged her into the constant #when he KNEW her because he KNEW they were related and he KNEW who her dad was and HE'S her uncle william SHE'S wendy carter you KNOW me yo #DO YOU SEE MY VISION #I'M NORMAL #PLEASE BELIEVE ME #wendy getse to have an emotional breakdown over her family. maxwell gets to freak the fuck out at wendy being his niece #fun for everyone! #anyway. KLEI PLEASE GIVE US MORE ON THE INTERESTING FAMILY STUFF #GIVE ME MORE WINONA AND CHARLIE GIVE ME MORE MAXWELL AND WENDY #PLEASE I'M STARVED

[dyrewrites]

Before Deluca -- no respect for you

The memories we couldn't find fell away in his giggles, memories that were—are—nothing I wanted. What I wanted was not to see my love worried, close to frightened.

So I sought to distract.

“Mm,” I told the dimple of his inner elbow, shoving that gauzy sleeve higher to get at it, “for all the discomfort what we do remember brings, perhaps it was another kindness.”

“Much as I,” he gasped as I nibbled the cool softness of his skin, “adore your touch, all of me yet aches from what that pool wrung from us.”

“As does all of me, my love, but you are such fun to touch,” abandoning my attention to his arm, I pulled him closer for his lips. Smiling for how he straddled me, I spoke through more kisses along his neck, “to taste.”

“Flirt,” he cooed, nibbling my ear and, shoving tighter against me, groaned, “but we must find another way to pass the time,” scolding tease in his voice, he added, “and distract from what bothers,” but he sank into my offered lips, tasting the heat of my tongue with the cool of his as into my thoughts he moaned, or something to eat…

Everything here reeks of blood, I returned, holding his head when he tried to pull free, and, after the pool, I don't trust a drop of it.

Escaping my meager grip, he took deliberate care in licking my taste from his lips—teasing, always—and agreed, “wise decision, treasure, yet its existence speaks to our hostess’ diet.”

“So there may be something for us in this disquieting tree,” answering the bitten lip he offered with nibbles of his neck, I asked, “how thoroughly did my love explore while I slept?”

“Not enough, if he missed the dining room,” our hostess’ sudden voice sang still, yet it bore none of the sweetness of our first hearing it.

Near filling the door frame, despite its gaping size, she was also clothed...and I grimaced for our matching attire.

Lucient didn't take her presence kindly either, snipping over his shoulder, “do all maudite herbes have no concept of privacy, or is this rudeness yours alone?”

“You are in my nest, little one,” her tone almost slithered, as she slithered, moving too slowly into the room. She stopped well away from the bed, eyeing the shelves—the mess Lucient had made in his search of them—and sighed, “but thankfully not my chamber.”

Holding him as he tried to turn, I beat Lucient to anymore snipping, with my own, “And why are we in your nest, in what I assume are your clothes?”

“Fascinating you ask of that,” she told the haze of shadows that made up the ceiling, “and not why I left you to the ichor,” turning her fuchsia gaze on me, she added, “ichor that should have devoured you.”

“We’re not so easy to dispose of,” I said, my threatening tone faltering a bit with Lucient’s laughter in my neck.

“You are not the first simpering predators to step foot on our shores,” her eyes flared as she spoke, voice pierced too sharply with disgust, “merely fortunate the falls dilute the ichor, else you’d have been nourishment for my roots.”

“The falls attached to the Isle’s head, you mean,” my tone remained sarcastic, sniping, and Lucient only encouraged it with how he fought not to laugh, “the very same Isle you live on, the one I imagine you owe all the breath you’re currently using to spit pathetic threats at her guests.”

Her lips twitched, eyes glowing in deeper shades.

Amusing as it is to taunt the tree, treasure, we’ve not found anything to eat, Lucient’s thoughts bubbled with his glee, and he stalled it in a nibble of my neck, and I rather like all of my parts intact.

That face, those eyes, she was a damnable monument of arrogance and I couldn’t stop, “Were we capable of speaking the breeze, as you do, perhaps we could inform the Isle of your disobedience. As it stands, I suppose we could head outside and scream.” Lucient’s nibbles became bites and still I continued, “how long does it take for a tree to regrow from pulp?”

Twitching aside, she didn’t move, didn’t attack—though all of her seethed with the desire—she sighed and spoke through teeth, “Guests will find nourishment in the dining room. If you would follow me.”

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@thebejeweledwatercat

@starbuds-and-rosedust

@thespacelizard

#writeblr #snippet #writing #before deluca #out of context snips are so much fun #he just really wants to be fertilizer #sir your arm has barely become bones again #why are you taunting a thing that could eat you

[headphonemouse]

Nothing in my life has ever tasted as good as how I imagine cartoon meat that looks like this tastes

#talking tag #orv groundrat meat and yanaspleta stem #literally the only type of meat they eat in one piece #it's funny how in orv when kdj makes bbq skewers they all look like this but when yjh makes skeweres they look like normal ass skewers with #vegetables and everything #it's yjh the only person who has any culinary sense? the real answer is no. kdj is actually capable in the kitchen. the funnier answer is #that yjh was so fed up with being the only person in the universe to have taste buds and maybe a normal sized mouth that he spent an entire #regression turn learning how to perfect his cooking [this part at least is canon] just so he could convince at least one of his companions #to raise their standards and stop eating barely-chopped‚ unseasoned‚ straight off the bone monster meat #i think yjh would refuse to eat an apple unless it was peeled and sliced into cubes with little toothpicks #he wouldnt touch a sandwich until you passed it through a panini press #maybe it has something to do with diligence and intentionally putting effort into something often overlooked #its a lot of effort to cook delicious meals when the world is quite literally falling apart and reshaping itself but in a situation where #he doesnt even have control over his own death‚ he can only treat what he does have control over with the utmost diligence #cooking and eating good‚ healthy‚ SAFE food is something that is entirely his‚ i think #he doesnt need it to survive like fighting. its not a relic of his past that has lost its application like gaming. its a routine‚ a ritual #repeated daily #something that you do every day and by continuing to do it you create things that are more and more enjoyable. something that makes people #smile and feel satiated. something that gets everyone to sit close and share the joy of a single moment. a single meal #is it possible to get tired of that after repeating it so many times? every day? every day every month every year every turn #why doesnt he eat food made by other people? #because its not delicious #and the dumplings? #those were made by someone he loved. someone he loved put their time into mizing the filling and shaping the dough #someone he loves wants him to be safe and fed. and offered him dumplings that they made #was it delicious?

[postnuclearwar]

You should boycott if you are able and if a concentrated boycott has been called for by the affected people, but don't go around telling people they can learn to cook/cook for themselves. A lot of disabilities make that extremely hard if not impossible.

#i had a client who had such severe burns he could not operate a stove or have anything hot in front of him #was barely eating one meal a day as a result #this is me focusing primarily on the ableism and less on the “should you or shouldn't you boycott” #i know a lot of people haven't experienced those type of disabilities or know someone who has #but it's just something to be aware of before we assume the capabilities of all people

[retvenkos]

🚀 + our favorite boy, the dearly beloved: han seojun

!!!!!!!!! han seojun my beloved, the absolute king who belongs in all au's possible,,,, i want something better for him, pLEASE.

🚀 send me this emoji and a character, and i will tell you what fanfic trope/AU they best fit into

HAN SEOJUN in a NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR! AU. when you were a baby, then a child, then a teenager almost grown, you lived next to none other than han seojun. because of you respective ages (seojun was two years older than you, a fact of which he always enjoyed reminding you), and the time you spent seeing the other, it was only inevitable that at some point, you grew an awkward, bumbling crush on your very own next door neighbor, and good friend's older brother. gowoon never really noticed it (thank god), and neither did seojun, but all throughout your high school years, you nursed this little crush you had on the slightly older boy, ignoring the way your heart would race when he'd bring over food for your family, or hide out in your apartment when he angered gowoon, or even walked you to the corner store in the middle of the night, when you needed to get something really quickly, but your mother didn't want you to go out alone (he'd grumble the whole way there, but you'd buy him food and sneak something sweet into his pockets for later, and whenever you asked, he was always ready in a dash). you were right at his side through it all (and he beside you), and you saw him at his worst - those months after seyeon's death, those weeks after jugyeong chose suho over him, and all other heartaches, besides. you knew han seojun better than you knew anyone else, and when you left home to go to a university abroad - majoring in communications, of course, something seemingly practical yet entirely evasive - you felt acutely as though you left parts of yourself there. but time passed, and you grew around your losses. you still kept up with your old friend from a distance, but now he was an idol, and you were something grander than you'd once been. you were different, now. you didn't have the same vices that a teenager can't extricate from their being. but then the company you work for sends you home - not all the way home, but back to seoul, which is close enough for you, anyway. and you're successful enough to be someone important - with nice real estate in a nice part of town, and who do you notice always leaving your building in secret but han seojun! your old friend and somehow, once more neighbor! you should certainly keep this to yourself - the last thing an overworked idol needs is an old friend who knows about his not-so-secret apartment and is somehow still love-drunk enough to miss his stupid gorgeous face. and it's not like he's going to stumble upon you one night when you were idiot enough to lock your key inside your apartment when you went to the corner store at midnight. and it's not like that's going to lead to reconnecting with a person you'd rather not miss, who has a life so complicated it makes your head hurt just thinking about it. and it's not like he's going to kiss you on the forehead that night when he thinks you're finally sleeping (you'll have to wait for the lock to be changed in the morning, and really, you've nowhere else to go in the meantime), whispering under his breath how he loved you all along despite himself. after all, it's not like these things happen - and certainly not to you. it's the last thing you need, being neighbors with han seojun. but maybe it's something you secretly want.

here's also a special second au because i'm simply brain dead for this man, your honor.

HAN SEOJUN in a SECOND CHANCE! AU. (idk the official name for this one so allow me to explain in greater detail than necessary) as it currently happens, you're living a miserable life. by all accounts you shouldn't be - you were born into a wealthy family who had every resource to set you on the right path. you tried to do all the right things - went to the right schools, took your place at the family company, moved out to live on your own, dated the people who your family would approve of, got married after a reasonable engagement, started on that path of a successful, if not bland life. you were doing things right. but your world is turned upside down when you find out your spouse is cheating on you with your best friend, the head of your household dying, and all the rich families in your world preying on your weakness. your sister takes you and your spouse on a weekend getaway, to the country where you always used to relax as a child. your spouse is cold to you the entire time, your sister worried out of her mind, and you wonder how you could have possibly been so blind. your spouse leaves early. your sister and you wait another day. on your way back into the city, you're hit by another driver on a rural road. you watch as you and your sister both die, all alone. this is the end of the line, and so you close your eyes... only for them to open once more. you wake up in your parent's house. did you... survive? did they somehow find you and nurse you back to health? if so, why does your body feel so... recovered? you check your phone - perhaps to text your spouse, though would they even care enough to listen? - and see the date is Clearly Wrong. what do you mean, you're two years in the past??? for a few days, you fumble around. your family is all in good health, your brother isn't married yet, and your sister... she's alive. you were given a second chance in life, though why, you'll never know. you do, have some plans, though, and catching your husband cheating on you with your best friend is only the start. divorce looks rather good on you, and so do the clever ways in which you are seemingly able to predict future events and major conglomerate changes. there are some things, you start to realize, that are unavoidable, but there's so much that is malleable in your hands. and as for the companies who once conspired to take your family down when they were vulnerable, well, you're nothing if not good at chess. and the game is so easy when you know they're playbook before they've ever written it. you'll take them down - just as they once planned for you - and yet when one of the families brings back from overseas their eldest son - a mr. han seojun who seems to like freedom more than the confines of stiff, upper class society - a wrench is thrown into your plans. he doesn't make sense - this son who'd rather not be. in more than one way, he just Doesn't Fit into the story, as it once played out. is his presence here a direct consequence of you cheating fate? and is his attempts to woo you genuine, or his family's con? and what is this strange tattoo on your wrist that you recieved after the crash, counting down the days to two years in the future, where, once, you died? what happens when the timer runs out? what happens when han seojun learns of such a curiosity, and spends his evenings at unusual libraries, searching for information on second chances at life? maybe you fall in love with this han seojun - the son who resents his place in his family, the boy who only ever wanted to be free. maybe you kiss him one night, when you're feeling lonely, and maybe it leads to something more. and maybe you tell him your secret one night, when you're drunk enough to not worry and in love enough to believe it will change nothing at all. but what happens when han seojun steals into your heart and nests there, then, after months of bliss and happiness, reveals a secret of his own - that in another life, it was his family who conspired to have you killed; it was his family who poisoned your past relationship; and it was his family who had worked their entire life to topple yours? and what happens when his family is still attempting to do the same, now?

#ask game #han seojun #okay about that second au i just think han seojun would be perfect for the ~type~ of character he'd play - a cocktail mix of discrepancies #that shouldn't mesh the way they do. #he doesn't belong in this family!! he is part of their inner fold as he knows their secrets. he is guiltless in their crimes! he currently #has a hand in their shadow-y deeds. he is allied with his crooked family!!! he is actively working against them in secret. #you think you have him figured out!! he has multitudes you've barely scratched. #han seojun carries that duality and depth don't @ me #and yes han seojun is not a trust fund baby and would actually gladly eat the rich but you know what??? #give him a dramatic; tragic; bloody WEBTOON backstory and it could still work. don't boo me you know i'm right #but also han seojun fits every au ever #bodyguard au with him as an idol!!!! #grocery store au where the both of you work part time through high school and have to deal with the Monotony and the other's shenanigans™ #FAIRY TALE AU WHERE SEOJUN IS A KNIGHT WHO HAS A FRAUGHT PAST WITH THE PRINCE (SUHO) AND THE DESPERATE URGE TO DISTINGUISH HIMSELF

[horsejawbone]

I miss my boyfriend so bad it's not even funny anymore. He told me the other night that I look like I would make a wet slapping noise if I fell on the ground

#.txt #I have to concede that he's right of course #same man who thinks he could kill and eat a cow with his bare hands #THINK IN LARGE QUOTATION MARKS #HE WAS BEING HYPERBOLIC