#i love how comfortable he is with her waaaaa

[pariahsden]

"This is Rosie, the most darling, delightful, and dangerous Overlord this side of the Pentagram."

"Oh, always such a charmer."

#bestiessss #they gossip and munch on fingers together #just galpal things <3 #i love how comfortable he is with her waaaaa #lets her touch him and pull him around!! #love that. love that for them. #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin alastor #alastor #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin rosie #rosie #pariahgif #radiorose

[factual-fantasy]

24 asks :0000 🦠🍤

@minnesotamedic186 (Post being referenced)

Not too long ago actually! And I made 7 of them! :DD

Here's my favorite/most polished post of them. But if you search up "kirby ocs" in my blogs search bar you should find most of my art of them! :}}

That's a good question.. originally I intended that she was her robe. There was gonna be a thing where Spamton stepped on her robe and she yelped in pain.

Or something where they get in a fight and River person is struck. There's a gash on her robe and it later scars.. like its skin.

But since then I've gone back and fourth. Imagining her as this shadowy creature that needs some kind of cloth in order to manifest. Kind'a like possessing her robe..? So if you took the hood off there would be no head but she's still there?? I haven't thought it through yet <XD

@housome (Post in question)

SKJAOKJF "oh and the bunny too i guess" GEE I WONDER WHO YOUR FAVORITE IS XDD

And yes! The post that goes up right after this ask post will have them in it! :}}}

ALSO THANK YOU! :DDD I'll be sure to take breaks! <XD

WAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! 😭😭💖😭

Oof, that's a good question. Uhhh... I'm gonna say Sans

(XD jk its probably Seam)

He might not wound or scare Seam just to make him stretch the stiches. He would do it for other reasons-

But telling him to speak louder or more clearly? Despite the pain it causes? Oh 100% Spade king would do that. :(

aaaa I'm sorry, I haven't seen the movie yet. So I'm not sure what they'd think <:0

Is that from the Puss and Boots movie? I haven't heard it yet :0

He looks an awful lot like a regular wolf. I can see them thinking that Death is just lost in the everglades and would offer to help him 🥺

AWWEE!! THIS IS SO SWEET THANK YOU!! 😭💖😭 I'M HONORED THAT MY ARTWORK MEANS SO MUCH TO YOU!!

I hope things get better for you,, Until then at least I hope my art continues to make you feel better <:} 💖💖

I'm not sure.. I imagine that they have a list of activities that they can suggest to patrons and if they deny all of them well.. 🤷‍♂️ They'd probably just hope the kid can find something fun to do..

Glamrock Bonnie: "Same dude. Same."

Oh yeah! I can kind'a see it XD

@beryl-shade

I've never played that game,, so I'm not sure :0

But judging by the desert looking environment.? They'd turn right around and jump through another mirror <XD THEY NEED FOOD!

@bailey-dreamfoot

WAAA THANK YOU!! Also I hope you have fun in all your Pokémon adventures! :DD

@citrusfruitman

XD Don't worry its okay! Also I've heard of OMORI, but I can't say I've heard of Dialtown :0

Wow, I made that fic way back in 2019. Sadly I can't say I remember my thought process behind that. Looking back that kind'a sounds like a plot hole-

Also you were the one who had the idea for a crab comic re-write? :0 Neato! I suppose its always possible that I'll come back to it someday <XD

The main reason why Jevil cares for everyone so much is.. well, its becuase they're his friends. And he loves them.🥺 But the years of isolation would definitely play a role in his protectiveness. And I'm sure Jevil isn't comfortable going anywhere or doing anything alone..

(ALSO WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!💖💖💖)

Theoretically other people could learn the power yeah, but they would have to go through the very specific scenario that Jevil went through and have the same reaction to it that he did in order to learn how. Its not something he can really teach to others..

He was told about a way to escape this world. And after 10 years in confinement and nearly loosing all of his sanity.. he used the power in his very soul to rip through the wall of his world and escape.

If the roles were reversed and Seam went through all that, I cant say that he would have learned how to make the mirrors.. He might have just succumbed to the depression and insanity..

I suppose its possible..? But I don't think Bonnie would be willing to go that far to escape from the stress of everything. He does get breaks at night so..

@kautar-21

WAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

Also I don't think I ever posted a coherent storyline for Bill fragment.. but if you search "bill fragment au" in my blogs search bar you should find most of it! :0

(also sorry, I don't take requests <XD -- )

@redzephyr05

I think that sounds about right, yeah. Being more monotone and harder to read maybe. I'm not sure how he'd act in the costume,, maybe more confident? Louder and more blood thirsty?? <:DD

And yes! Little Vanessa is definitely more hesitant and nervous than Gregory. She's shy and afraid of everything- but still curious none the less.. 👀

@nevereatingpeas

AAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DDDD

Ultimately my thoughts are, "It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be/could have been. 6 outa 10, would watch again and recommend to my friends 🎤🐻👍"

(post in question)

XD she feels safe around Seam and he is also very soft and cozy 🥺

#my response #fnaf security breach #octonauts #undertale #deltarune #jevil and seam #jevil #seam deltarune #kirby ocs #river person

[ask-alphabetboyluvr]

holly it's canon that jungkook snores (he's so cute plss lol lol 😭

but what does b think of it? like i feel like she just adores him to her core ! and does she let it be when they sleep together? like does jungkook know he snores? or only after b pointed it out? how would that convo go lol. bd couple are so lovely x

I saw a video of him in one of his lives earlier and that's where the question popped hehe arghh I just miss him so much he's so lovely

"You snore, yanno," you sigh, settling in the early morning sanctuary of his sheets. Almost immediately, your comfort is stolen from you as Jungkook sits up and drags the duvet with him, looking down at you in disgruntled disbelief. "No? I don't?" "Yeah, you do," you tell him. Eyes closed, you pull his duvet back up over you. "S'really cute." "I don't fuckin' snore," he grumbles, sinking back down, arm looping over your waist. "Do," you counter as you snuggle into a comfortable position. "It's like this--" "Don't," he says with a petulant pout, even if he is unable to hide his laugh as you begin to imitate his snores. Squeezing you tighter, he nuzzles his nose into your neck. Whines. "Shush, B."

she'd think it was the cutest waaaaa

#ask #he doesnt snore like offensively loud from what we've seen #it's still cute #my baby #bd

[jils-things]

Wait, wait ... is it [Jil's OC] x Mo.rty time? Has the day of Jil shipping with the ghost-type gym leader dawned at last?

Also I had to view that last reblog (I have sacr.edshi.pping filtered because ... well, comfort), but I loved that headcanon for Eu.sine ... thinking about him showing off his drawings of Sui.cune to Aria ... ALSO does that mean he's improved his art since the HGSS manga arc?! Good on him ~!

ANYWAY. You. Mo.rty. Tell me more about this fairy-type trainer OC of yours. /lh + /nf

(Wasn't sure if I should censor names with periods, but I did because I saw you sometimes do that ... hope it's okay!)

~ heart-of-aspiration 📖

OHH MAN I KNEW YOU WERE COMING THE MOMENT I MENTIONED MORTY/LH POS

also, i didnt register that art could've potentially be seen as a ship i apologize!! they just goofin off to me 😭👍 but if i ever rb more content featuring these two, it won't ever be visually and obviously /r (and tbh. they're both just best buds to me)

it would even make sense to find a reason why he even gotten those suicun.e drawings, ots becuz he drew them... of course EHSHEHAA but no no i love that idea because aria would notice hes actually getting good at drawing it does he draw her?

GOFISYFOSSU GOT ME DOIN THIS RN 😭👉👈 WAAAAA honestly im just here for the dark x light/cute dynamic i don't have a visual of the oc yet but all i imagine for the two is just. eherhehe they like each others differences (he probably likes how (cute?) she presents herself and she likes his mysterious aura) and they just... rub off each other nicely. very polite towards the other (and im sure this is when eusin.e and aria starts 🤨🤨 at morty LSAKAJAHAAKJ) what you doin being all nice to this particular lady huh....

ALSO IF SHE HAS A JIGG.LYPUFF AND HE HAS A GENG.AR????? WHAT IF THOSE TWO MONS BECAME CLOSE AJSHAJAJAJA SO CUTE AAAAAUH

i imagine theres no bridges to be made with the two? they just find each others presence... alluring. that's all 🥰🥰 EEEEEEEE

#ALSO YEAH I USE PERIODS ON THE MORE NICHE NAMES because i know it may be spotted on the tag searches #its not a big need to filter it but i dont mind it as well! thanks for the consideration anyways<3 #AUAAUHAAUA IM FLUSTERED BRUDHDD IM NOT THIS AUDIBLE ABOUT MORTY SO IM.... A LITTLE EMBARRASSED #(also me. has morty as one of the stronger units in my game 💀 LISTEN HIS DRIFTBLIM IS GOOD) #sarah tag #~ mailbox #KICKING MY FEET

[tinytinybumblebee]

I love your tiny Joel so much! But I originally thought of him as a carer, and I'm stcking with that. But I do hc Bill as a regressor! (but he's also a carer too, I just want him small >:( ) And everyone would just immediately find out from Frank XD

I would just imagine that tiny Ellie left a wooden car behind (made my Joel ofc) when Bill and Frank were babysitting her for the day. He would notice it being on the floor and picks it up, and for some reason it makes his mind feel just a tiny bit fuzzy... and he tries to ignore it, but gives up like 5 minutes later with a whine, and sits on the floor and simply rolls the car on the floor. And he's kinda shocked at it! (I only imagine how much his child self ADORED cars :>)

He almost gets caught by Frank, and acts all big and says that he was 'keeping it safe' for Ellie. Frank agrees... but knows somethings a little strange about his husband, but he'll worry about that later. And Bill takes that as a victory, waiting for Frank to leave and play with the car again

Buuuut he would get caught later that night. After dinner and a bit of a clean up, the two husbands are all cuddled up on the couch, having a nice conversation, with Bill ALMOST having a thumb in his mouth. But Bill has been feeling quiet fuzzy throughout the day... and then BOOM a evil thunderstorm strucks!

Poor Bill got a massive fright from the loud thunder outside and panics. Frank finds this a bit strange, since Bill could usually handle a thunderstorm. Actually, all day he had been acting strange... Almost like he was hiding something...

Frank being Frank, he starts to comfort his husband, still confused at why he's even scared in the first place. Bill just lets out a little squeak and sobs out 's-scared...' and you know Frank already knows whats going on from that ONE word. So he hushes Bill and calms him down a little.

'Oh, love. Did you get fright from the thunder?' Frank frowns a bit when Bill nods softly. But he keeps comforting him. Bill calms down after a little bit, but is now just embarrassed and all fuzzy, and he thinks he's in some type of trouble because of it, which is not the case! Frank just comforts his husband with all these coos and words, and pepper kisses his face.

Bill is still a little unsure, but starts to feel less embarrassed and just a whole wave of tiredness comes along with him. He doesn't even notice to thunderstorm anymore, when he's got Frankie. And Frank is just in awe with how cute his little husband is. And so after placing his emergency binky (bc i know Frank has one XD) into Bill's mouth, he feels all safe and little, curling up to Frank and falling asleep.

Frank knows he can't really carry him, like Bill can to Frank, so they just stay there for the night, and Frank is curious to get to know hlthe little side of his husband. And they both just got to sleep in peace. :D

Aaaaa oh my GOODNESS YES??? CRYING IN THE CLUB OBER THIS IDEA NONNY 🥺😭💖💖💖💖💖💖 Protectors need protected and care too!!!!

And that 100000% included Bill!!!! And Frank would be the b e s t Papa with Bill aaaaa😭💖 Incredibly gentle and patient with his tiny Billy, giving the bestest cuddles and forehead kissies waaaaa💖💖💖💖

Frank ain't a woodworker (painting? Absolutely. Poetry? Heck yeah. But whittling? He gets 20 splinters in 10 seconds xD) so, when Joel is over again he leans over and asks Joel if he could make another lil car ;w; Joel kinda assumes it's a toy that could be left at Bill & Frank's-

But, another visit later- when Joel n' Ellie are gone, Frank presents the little wooden car to Bill- it's shaped like a truck and Frank lovingly painted it so it looks like Bill's real truck!! Aaaaa💖💖💖💖

How does it feel to have such an amazing mind nonny?????

#agere #age regression #sfw #fandom agere #mailbox #tlou #bill and frank #and I hear you on sticking to a character as a carer! im the exact same with Stede xD

[mackeralsauce]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. It's time to spread positivity!

Owo can we some more of your ocs???

WAAAAA-

also yes absolutely! i do not have any puppet OCs (yet) other than my puppetsona, so my other OCs shall have to do! this will be a bit long so i'm going to put this under a read more:

we'll start with some more fandom-related OCs! here's Miiko, a Moomins OC of mine:

Miiko is a half-moomin/moomintroll (similar to how Snufkin is half-mumrik). He's in an OC x Canon poly relationship with the Joxter/Joxaren and the Mymble! His whole thing is that they're an astronomer who writes the constellations upon maps, and he also dabbles in a bit of theatre.

I also have an MHA/BNHA OC, although I am not part of the fandom/never got deeply involved into it. I still keep her because I made her when I was going through a rough friend group and so she brings me a lot of comfort as writing and re-developing her after the events helped ease the pain I was recovering from.

She is depicted to the right (on the left is @soda-sparkss OC Miasma Bakugou), and her name is Inako Saito! She was raised by the Neo-League (a recreation of the LOV in her universe) and was experimented on quite a bit as a child. This resulted in her having an unstable quirk that constantly changes, called Quirk Shift.

This isn't really a fandom necessarily, but I have a D&D character I have yet to get a chance to use yet, but I love them to bits!

(Image by goemon on Toyhou.se / diesaur on Instagram)

This here is Kiwal! He's an avian monk who was raised by sailors upon a ship known as The Lindwurm. They very much believe in the power of friendship(tm) and they're an all around great guy! His voiceclaim is Tidus from Final Fantasy X and his themeclaim is any of Maxi's themes from the Soul Calibur series.

Moving on from fandom OCs.... onto Story/Project OCs! I'll start with a guy I haven't used in a long time:

I don't really have a reference for this version of him, but this is Bass! He started off as a Friday Night Funkin' OC a long while ago but then I changed him into an OC for a Tactics RPG Project I had in mind (similar to old Fire Emblem games or Final Fantasy Tactics). He's the Fellaen prince of an empire that worships the dragon Ouroboros. He's one of the two main characters of his story, the other being the vessel of the divine and fell dragon, Luka (whom I have 0 image references for- sorry-).

Now for an OC very close to my heart, because @soda-sparkss made him!:

(Art by @soda-sparkss, character on the right belongs to him! That is Tobias)

Keanan (depicted on the left) is a human with a love for programming, the technical side of spaceships, etc. who was stuck being a janitor on a human fleet because the higher-ups felt he was too pacifistic. One day the ship he was on got attacked by an alien fleet (specifically, a species known as Nephorites) and was taken aboard their vessel by their captain, Tobias. He ended up getting hired there >:)

Now for a character from a project you will hopefully one day see...:

This here is Lucrum Von-Aconitum, a Nephilion (species from one of my bigger projects). He's the current head of the Von-Aconitum bloodline and thus is the Grand Judge of Terrahydrus, the Underground Canal City. He is in fact a father figure and also is very corrupt (accepts bribes and whatnot in his courtroom). We love him though <3 He is part of a very, very big RPG project I plan on making one day... it will likely change a lot once I start working on it, because the story needs a very heavy revamp (really, really badly- it sucks to me as of now).

I don't want to list any of my other story OCs from that story since I need to redesign them + rewrite the plot heavily, so I'm going to show one last silly, non-story OC:

This is Kweh-Kweh. He was originally a Modern D&D OC (grung DJ bard) but now he's just a cool OC. Peep the shinji chair on his kneepads.

[alexithykia]

lexiluc having two different aesthetics means that diluc is always, always staring at you in awe and admiration, wondering how someone so sweet and smaller than him can have a heart bigger than her whole frame . he loves gathering you on his lap, tucking your head into the crook of his neck as he gently presses a forehead kiss. he loves gently teasing you – with much reassurance after – by carrying you in his arms when you're struggling to reach something on the highest shelf . . . it's as if you have a personal bodyguard with you, 24/7. there is so much warm, comfort and love to be found when you're all snuggled up on his lap – isn't that right, lexibun ?

– 🦋

butterfly nonnie,,, wut did i do 2 deserve dis ໒꒰ྀི˶ ◞ ˕ ◟˶꒱ྀི১ ilusm !!! waaaaa— u r sosososo right butterfly nonnie !! ohohoh ‘m so sensitive after dis (,,>﹏<,,) luc who never rlly understands how he came 2 be sooooo luv’d by a fragile lil’ bunny when he’s so scared 2 break her vs lexi who was hurt so much becuz all she ever does is luv too much !! (｡•́︿•̀｡) uuuuu ‘m so soft,, so okies,,,

#lexi n’ sittin on laps !! my fave spot evaaa c: #⋆𐙚₊ lexiluc ˚⊹♡ #🎀 gift wrapped ₊ ⊹ #໒꒰ྀིっ˕ ｡꒱ྀི১ angel answers ₊˚⊹♡

[astraltrain]

I've been reading your fics lately and they are awesome! You're definitely the best dsmp fic author I've managed to come across!! Poggers!

I was wondering if you happened to have any fic reccomendations of good fics to read? I've been through your whole collection now and figured if anyone would know any other great reading material, it would be a good author!

Thank you and keep up the phenomenal work!

anon u are so nice,,, what da heck,,,, :DD

here are some super cool and epic fics by some super cool and epic people aka friend fics!!!!!

aftereffects by pine_storm_season - tommy's just not having a good time after getting out of prison, but ranboo and tubbo are there so he's not alone. HEY I AM PUSHING THE CAEL AGENDA PLEASE READ THEIR FICS THEY ARE SO GOOD I LOVE THEM

ARNICA - on kid presidents & the love of a house by yellogazello - armageddon tries to to convince tubbo to do bad things. 8k word tubbo centric fic that covers the festival, is written in the most BEAUTIFUL lyrical style, and uses lyrics from empire ants by gorillaz. how much better can it get. yello i would die for u

sleepy in snowchester by canadiantardis - beeduo husbands, no dialogue, soft shit, i love them,

dream smp on air by song-of-echo - puffy and purpled run a radio show but purpled's been hired to kill her. canon typical ridiculousness ensues

slipping away (i'm afraid of who i am today) by youaremybeeloved - TUBBO N RANBOO VILLAIN ARC FROM FOOLISH'S POV 5K WORDS THIS SHIT SLAPS

i lost a piece of me in you by bang-the-smoke (708_things) - fireworks duo. tubbo interrogates techno about the missing nuke. i WILL cry

goodbye at the start by goldenrayofsunshine - tubbo visits dream in prison. i fucking sob. golden my beloved

how to sex volumes 4-58 by goldenrayofsunshine - tommy writes books in prison. a lot of them. OF COURSE I HAD TO INCLUDE THIS ONE WHO DO YOU THINK I AM. golden my BELOVED!!

and now here are some other various fics that i very much love by other authors!

dreary weather by venatapsi - detroit: become human au with tubbo and ranboo in which ranboo is forgetful and may or may not be a deviant who knows oopsie

missing occasions by meridies - irl setting. techno receives a phone call from a kid called tommy, a wrong number, asking after a therapist. this fic made me fucking BAWL, dude. fuck.

pictured: brutus at golgatha by anonymous - president tubbo angst. tws for alcohol and religious imagery but DAMN this fic slaps.

the lights go out (my heart goes still) by curseworm - this is an ongoing 75k word fic set during the bedrock bros arc, and it's fairly popular so you might have read it, but i'm throwing it in here anyway because WAAA this is good shit. ft tubbo-phil friendship, bastard dream, tommy-techno alliance,,, mmm good shit

sweetheart, you look a little tired by sky_blue_hightops - post exile winged tommy and phil hurt/comfort what more do i SAY. this shit slaps. winged aus my beloved

how many songbirds fly to and fro in an english garden? by cacowhistle - tommyinnit and wilbur soot plant a garden in the crater of l'manberg. this fic is just,, so fucking beautiful. crime boys stay winning

exposure therapy and its mounting body count by canonymous - is it therapy to turn the weapon that was once held on you back at the person who hurt you? who fucking knows certainly not tubbo underscore. in which tubbo attempts to fix himself and stop being weak

when the wolf comes home by thatweirdguyinthebushes - WAAAAA. clingy duo post exile and how they fixed themselves. GOD. this is one of my favourites. if you like this one i recommend everything by this author because DAMN it's good

please PLEASE read all these author's other works because by GOD they are so good. also feel free to reblog i honestly implore you because these fics are all so good and i want everyone to read them!!!!!!

#ask #anon #fic recs #actually i spent so long on this list that im gonna maintag it! #dream smp

[hyperfixationtimego]

Makoto has rainbow loom

Leon has tech decks

Chihiro has silly bandz

Mondo has his kickass embroidery and Perler beads

Taka has Rubik’s cubes and Perler beads

Hiro has fushigi magic gravity balls (that looks even worse typed out than I thought it would)

Sayaka has lip gloss phones

Aoi has those little things with the water and teeny tiny rings that just float and then there’s the button yk

Sakura has hair chalk and the friendship bracelet kits

Byakuya has a mini etch-a-sketch

Toko has Mad Libs

Hifumi also has Mad Libs, but the fandom versions

Celeste has the little Disney Princess teacup sets that came in a giant teapot

Junko has Lisa Frank bags and stationery

Mukuro has the glow in the dark stars that you stick on the ceiling and worms on strings

HEY I’D DIE FOR YOU?? I LOVE THESE????

yes yes yes !!! Makoto has rainbow loom and I’m not gonna go on another ramble about it but I love that for him I rlly do hdbsbdbdbdb

And!!!!! Yeah yes yeah yeah yeah!!!!!! Oh my god dude tech decks are so cool and fun to fidget with......he’s had so many of them taken away for disrupting class but he always seems to come prepared with like a billion of them hdbdbsbdd nobody knows how he’s able to carry and hide so many hfbfbfb The noise bothers some of his other classmates, so he has to be careful with them, but they rlly are some of his favorite things to toy around with 🥺

Chihiro,,,,,,silly bands,,,,,,,,galaxy brain,,,,,,,sometimes during lunch she just takes off all of the ones she’s wearing and lines them up on the table to look at them bc,,,,,,hdbdbdb pretty shapes and colors,,,,,,,and then forgets to eat unless someone reminds her dhsnsbdbs

Makoto 🤝 Chihiro

their arms being COVERED in bright colored bracelets

Mondo and his embroidery ❤️ we stan a king

And the perler beads,,,,,,,uffbdbdbdbdbd me getting flashbacks to my childhood with all these damn things omg but yeah it’s very calming for him!! it requires a lot of patience, but it’s also repetitive movement and action so he’s kinda just !!! 👀

he and Taka have quiet afternoons where they just both do them (either working together or separately) and it’s so nice n softttt??? Comfortable silence ishimondo,,,,,,,,,m love

And Taka with his Rubik’s cubes oh my LORD he probably knows the secrets to most styles!! he can do them pretty quickly, and usually asks someone else to mess it up for him again, but literally give him like a couple of minutes and complete and total silence and BAM there u go

also highkey he could probably solve it with one hand if u asked him to because that’s just,,,,,literally how much of his spare time he’s spent with these damn things dndnsbdbdw

OH MY GOD THE MAGIC BALLS,,,,,,DUDE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

highkey the only reason he has one is because he ordered it when they were still in business and adamantly REFUSES to admit that he got scammed hdbdhsbdbdbw

he’s not good at it, per se, but he’s built up some sleight of hand skills, definitely hdbsbdbd also it’s probably just fun to roll around and fidget with (plus it’s weighted!!!)

everyone else watches him playing with it like,,,,wow king I am so sorry

he’s also definitely dropped it on the floor of his dorm room bathroom AT LEAST twice, which ended up shattering the tile (and possibly a ball, as well) so he’s just kinda :’)

AND LIP GLOSS PHONES FOR SAYAKA IS AN ABSOLUTE GODSEND HOLY SHIT

literally just,,,,,her vibes are immaculate oh my god ? she’ll put some on and then immediately call her girlfriend over like “babe come here I need to test something” just to kiss them on the lips bc ./////.

she is just,,,,,so cute I’m gonna die??? she also makes the obligatory “sorry, I need to take this,” joke whenever her lips get chapped and she needs to put some on bbfbfbvbf

I do not know what you mean for Aoi’s but I support it wholeheartedly!!

HAIRCHALK FOR SAKURA?????? IM GONNA GO FERAL OH MY GODDDD SHE LOVES IT SHE LOVES IT SHE LOVES IT SHE PROBABLY DOES PRIDE FLAG COLORS A BUNCH OF THE TIME AND OTHER TIMES JUST DOES HER FAVORITES LIKE????

and friendship bracelets oh my GOD 🥺 she’ll do them if she ever needs to de-stress or relax, because the repetitive movements are very soothing!!! and she’s 100% made a bunch for her classmates, ofc oh my goodness

Sakura 🤝 Makoto

Making bracelets as a coping skill and giving a shit ton of said bracelets to their classmates because they like to see them happy

hdbdvsvdvdv byakuya totally does!!

He hides it in his dorm; nobody must EVER know about it okay if they find out he’ll die. But it’s really really fun to fidget with and he finds himself using it after particularly taxing or rough days!!! Plus the visual satisfaction,,,,,shit can’t be beat

TOKO AND HIFUMI MAD LIBS!!!!! oh my god they have solidarity so they give each other words if other people are unavailable/not cooperating hdnsbsbsv

and they both crack up when the other person reads the story, too 🥺 Like Toko will try to pretend that she doesn’t find it funny, but she’s snorting and trying to keep a straight face by the third sentence. They both get such a nice fluttery feeling at making others laugh, too!

Jill has tamagotchis!!! A bunch of them!!!!! And she’s really good at taking care of them; she acts like they’re her children dhsbdvsbs everyone else in class 78 is always like how are they all still alive you’re not even fronting most of the time???

(asmr Toko checks on them and takes care of them sometimes for her but she’d die before letting anyone else find out about that ❤️)

And Celeste with the disney princess tea cups oh my goddddd 🥺🥺🥺 they’re practically some of her most prized possessions and she’s very proud of them

Kyoko has maybe two or three or so furbies that she carries around with her and treats like her literal children wnnssnnsdbdb she’s literally the embodiment of the “do you care if I take the skin off this furby” meme no I won’t take it back it’s true

she does shit like create long furbies and other weird ass stuff like that because sometimes she’s awake at 3 in the morning and gets Ideas™️

Makoto is horrified ❤️

HELL YEAH junko loves the Lisa Frank aesthetic ngl like????? bright ass colors!!!!! holographic visuals!!!! oh my god she definitely carries around the little backpacks even though they’re too small for her bdbsbsbs

like she can’t fit anything useful in there and then gets frustrated because of it shdhnssbsb Mukuro is just kinda “why don’t you get a normal backpack” “bECAUSE IT’S NOT FUN, MUKURO”

And Mukuro with the glow in the dark starsssssssssss waaaaa oh my gosh she loves them so much they’re so calming to look at ??? prettyyyyy and also she has solidarity with Kaito because he has them too hdbsbdbd

they both find out the other has them and it’s just the Spider-Man pointing meme and *vibrates excitedly*

#Kaito and Mukuro friendship???? Valid #ask box #dr headcanon tag #danganronpa #y2k #dr thh #trigger happy havoc #class 78 #non despair au (danganronpa) #makoto naegi #Leon kuwata #chihiro fujisaki #mondo owada #kiyotaka ishimaru #Sayaka maizono #sakura oogami #Byakuya togami #celestia ludenberg #kyoko kirigiri #Toko fukawa #genocide Jill #hifumi yamada #junko enoshima #Mukuro ikusaba #dr1 #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #the-human-sharpie #genocider shou #genocider syo

[lemonlushff-iy]

One Last Ride - Part 1 

"Godfuckingdamnit! Don't you do this to me you fucking piece of shit rental...We're so close! FUCK!"

This was not her day. Her flight had been delayed three hours, and when she finally landed in Montana, the rental car company only had the shitty, might-die-on-you-if-you-gave-it-the-wrong-look-esq cars left.

And.

Naturally.

The sedan she picked out was a lemon.

"Why here…" she whined, looking out at the land the fucking "rust bucket" (yeah whatever - it didn't have rust on it but it was still a piece of shit) had broken down in front of.

Takahashi Ranch.

This place brought back some bittersweet memories. It didn't look like it had changed much. Then again, she couldn't see the house from here anyways. She'd have to go at least another two miles first.

Still.

She knew this place like it was the back of her hand.

There had been a time even when she had almost thought—No!

Now wasn't the time to get sentimental and mopey.

Now was the time to try and figure out what the hell she was going to do. Takahashi Ranch was about ten miles away from her family's, but they were their closest neighbor.

She could walk it...but that was stupid.

Then again, so was looking for the main house here to ask for help. She had been hoping to avoid them, same as she always did when she came back home.

Well, maybe not them so much as him.

She sighed and got out of the car, kicking the wheel in the process out of sheer frustration at the smoke rising up from under the hood of her stupid lemon car. Nervously, she lifted the hood up and swore.

Oh yeah. The engine had overheated.

Fuck!

She did not have the time to be dealing with this...and with shitty cell phone reception, it's not like she could easily call her mom and tell her what had happened. Kagome bit her lip and looked up at the sky, trying to weigh her options.

1 - She could walk the ten miles to her house. It would take her about three hours and a hefty amount of change...but it would also spare her from her other option. Which waaaaas…

2 - She walk the two miles to the main house on Takahashi Ranch.

She honestly didn't know which one was worse. And if she hadn't been spending so much time debating them, she might have actually noticed that she wasn't exactly alone anymore.

"It is you…"

Kagome placed a hand over her heart, trying to calm its racing as she jumped and yelped in surprise before she turned to address her surprise...intruder? Guest? Acquaintance? Would have been lover? Almost husband?

It's hard to come up with a word to describe your childhood sweetheart and the love of your life...yet here she was, trying to do just that.

God he hadn't changed.

Inuyasha was still as handsome as ever.

Maybe that wasn't fair. He used to have a boyish charm to him. Now...now he was anything but "boyish". His jaw had sharpened over the years, much like the rest of his body - hardening with the hard work that came with being a cattle rancher. He hadn't shaved in a bit, and the lower half of his face was peppered with a fine stubble. It used to grow in patchy...that's just another thing that had changed with time...just like his eyes.

They used to be such a beautiful, warm golden color. Like honey. He could melt her with a look...had almost seduced her more than once with just his eyes and the purr of his voice. She could almost feel the slide of his fingers dipping below her pants to tease her...

Now, his eyes were cold. Hard. Just like his tone.

She took it that he was just as thrilled to see her as she was him.

The white horse he sat atop let out a snort, and his gaze softened a little, comforting the mare and rubbing her neck.

"There, there, Bessie," he soothed.

"Bessie? What happened to Suzzie?"

He shot her a dark look as if to say she should know better than to ask.

"It's been seven years, Kagome…"

Yes. It had been.

She should have known better. She loved that mare...He used to take her riding across the ranch on her. He would hold her so tight...keep her pressed firmly to his chest while Suzzie kept on, wind blowing through their hair. They'd stop once they got to the cliff and hop off, rolling around in the grass as he pinned her down and kissed her deeply.

Passionately.

But...that was before.

"I heard you mighta been comin’ back...didn't think ya actually would."

"Not welcome?" she asked raising her brow, crossing her arms over her breasts. He looked away from her, pained.

"Are you looking to be welcome, still?"

"This is still my home, Yash…"

"Don't call me that," he whispered, turning to look at her again. "We...we don't use those names anymore, got it?"

"Yeah. Sure…" she agreed.

Fuck why did this hurt so much? It was all in the past. It should be all in the past.

"How did you know I was here?" she asked, and he shot her a withering look, tapping his nose with a claw tipped finger.

"Pops and Sessh and me were out fixing the fence. I caught your scent in the wind. I thought I might have been crazy, but they said they smelled it too. Didn't think you'd stop here intentionally…"

He was certainly right about that.

"So you came to play the big ol' knight in shining armor?"

He arched a brow, smiling wryly as he gestured towards his dusty, muddy clothing.

"Only thing shining about me right now is my belt buckle, and even that's pushing it."

She couldn't help but laugh, and his face relaxed a little before his eyes saddened and hardened again.

"So...what's the problem?" he asked, nodding his head towards her broken down shit bucket.

"Engine overheated," she shrugged. "All the good rentals were gone already," she continued before he could ask and his tongue kissed his teeth in understanding.

"Mind if I look?"

"Knock yourself out," she encouraged, and he gracefully swung a leg around Bessie, stepping off of her like it was second nature to him. He hopped over the fence and came towards the car, and she suddenly found herself swallowing hard.

Why did it have to be so difficult? Why couldn't...why could it have never happened? Then maybe…

She shook her head and sighed, watching him silently appraise the ruins before them. He wore a white tank top, exposing his arms and his long silver hair had been pulled up and away from his neck into a bun to help keep him cool from the early summer heat and hard work repairing the fence.

She couldn't help but admire him as he looked over her car, before tipping his worn ten-gallon hat and wiped his brow with the back of his hand. Why did he still have to be so attractive? Why couldn't he have gone bald or gotten fat or developed some sort of skin condition?

She internally sighed and shook her head.

As a half demon, she didn't think any of those things were possible. At least not with Takahashi blood running through his veins.

"It's over heated alright. Only thing you can do is wait for it to cool and pour some water on it and pray it starts up again."

"Fuck," she moaned, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her palms, and when she looked back up, she saw him smirking at her. "What?"

"Nothin'," he shrugged, leaning his hip against the side of the car. "What do ya wanna do about it, Kagome?" he asked, raising a brow.

"What do you mean "what do I want to do about it?"? I have to do just what you said."

"Yeah," he agreed. "But I mean am I taking you to your Mom's, or are you gonna come back with me?"

Oh God…

Neither was a good option. But she loved his mother almost as much as she loved her own…

"Guess I'm going back with you."

Inspired by @clearwillow‘s “New Moon Ride”. I tried to hold out until March 14th...that went really well for me. 

Let me know if we want tags! I’m hoping to hold off on the rest until then. 

#inuyasha #inukag #inuyasha fanfic #inuyasha fanfiction #inuyashafanfic #lemonlushff #clearwillow #DAMNIT CARRA #one last ride

[choccorettooo]

𝐍𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐑𝐘

ᴋᴇɪ ᴛꜱᴜᴋɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ x ᴛᴀᴅᴀꜱʜɪ ʏᴀᴍᴀɢᴜꜱʜɪ

A tragic story of which Tadashi Yamaguchi helplessly fell in love with his long time bestfriend, Kei Tsukishima.

In which, Yamaguchi suffered again and again.

Tsukishima got a girlfriend and yamaguchi would support him in every way; in their anniversaries, birthdays, and even when they are arguing, yamaguchi will try anything to solve tsukishima's problem.

He believed that even if it's just staying by his side, he can make tsukishima happy.

Not a while, they broke up. Tsukishima suffered and shut himself out of the world but yamaguchi tried to comfort him but tsukki won't let him.

At their volleyball game at Tokyo, Tsukishima met a certain guy named Kuroo Tetsurō, the Captain Ball of Nekoma Highschool Volleyball Team.

"𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴. 𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.

𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘎𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘬𝘪. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶. "

>>> Continue reading

Tsukki got a girlfriend? // 01

"Shut up, Yamaguchi."

The same old voice that i adored very much. I let out a little chuckle as i stopped talking and walked by his side. I glanced at him and smiled a bit, I stared at his pokerface more like frowning. He seems to be bored at everything and laid back but tsukishima isn't just like that. He shows passion and works hard when there's no one looking but still humble that's why I...

Fell in love with him. Those moon-like ambiance around him. Surrounded by darkness but still shining solemnly. He has short blond hair, pale skin, thin eyebrows, and and a pair of golden-brown eyes. I'm drowning with those color of his.

"Ah, Yamaguchi." He called out my name, my head unconsciously tilted as a response.

"Hm?"

"I got a girlfriend" He said casually but with a small smile on his face.

Ha?

Smiling while processing what the hell did he said?

"Pardon?? Come a-again?" My voice cracked to some extent while averting my eyes

He glanced at me, with a perplexed look.

"I told you, i just got a girlfriend." He said louder and clearer than before. I don't know anymore if my smile looked fake but I did my best to smile at him.

"Eh? The hell are you crying?"

"Ha?" I touched my cheeks and there's tears, pouring down one by one.

"Gomen, tsukki" I said while wiping off my tears

"I seem to be really happy that you already got your girlfriend now you won't be sad or lonely anymore. I thought you will never have a girlfriend" I uttered continuously and laughed at the end. He stared at me sternly with a mix of vexation i guess

"You. You think i will never have a girlfriend? Ha. Are you looking down on me? You should look out for yourself more." He mocked with a condescending smirk plastered on his face but i just laughed at him and tapped his shoulders

"Congrats, tsukki. Good job. I would be glad if you'll introduce her to me." I smiled then he just nodded his head and I stopped walking to reach out my phone

"Ah! Tsukki, my mother wants me to stop at the hypermarket right now. You can go on without me" I said as i hurriedly ran off away from him. I heard him calling out my name but I just waved my hands, ain't looking back.

Panting and in front of the market, I looked at my phone again.

No new messages

Gomen, tsukki. I lied.

I went straight to the bathroom and entered a cubicle as i sat on the corner, hugging my knees.

What can i do? This is the only thing I can do. To cry my heart out.

As long as I'm standing by your side // 02

"Goodmorning, Tsukki"

I started my day with a warm casual greet to tsukki. We are about to go to our school, same scenario walking with him. He just nodded and wore his headphone and walked straight.

"Ah tsukki, can you help me with my science project later?" I asked but no response. Ah! I forgot, he's wearing his headphone

I tapped his shoulder and drew myself closer to him.

"Tsukki?"

I gasped when he held my hands to stop my tapping from his shoulders

"What do you thing you're doin?" He asked sternly as he crunches his brows.

I took back my hand and scratched the back of my head while averting my eyes, then bashfullness started to swirl inside of me. He touched my hands.

"I a-asked you if you could help me with my science project later"

He shifted a part of his headphone so he can listen to me and stared at me, I can feel the heatness gushing on my cheeks.

"Oh. I can't. I promised Hanami, my girlfriend, that we would hang out after school." He said emphasizing the word 'girlfriend' with a smug look in his face.

I just chuckled and looked away.

"Right girlfriend. I wish I had one too. I'm lonely. Don't you forget me." I joked following with a bitter chuckle

"Oh please. Shut up, Yamaguchi" He let out a small laugh as he put both his hands in his pocket.

"So when is your project's deadline?" He asked.

"Tomorrow. I don't what to do." A tired sigh came out of my mouth and my lips are almost pouting.

"Fine. Just hang out with us, you'll meet my girlfriend and I'll help you with your project. What a drag but hitting two birds with one stone." He smirked a little.

"W-wh-what?!" I clamoured out of shock.

"Why are you even shouting? You told me, you want to meet her." He said irritatedly

"I know but it's so sudden." I looked at the ground, hiding my face.

He looked confused but he just shrugged it off.

"So see ya later. I gotta go to the second floor first. Meet me on the gate after school." And then he left me dumbfounded before I say anything.

After School

Walking back and forth, chest filled with nervousness.

What should I do? What should I do? I feel so embarrassed

What should I say to her? Thanks to you, you ruined my lovelife?

What if tsukki wants to be with her alone?

What if he finds me really annoying?

"Yamaguchi." A familiar voice called my name as I turn around and tried to smile but it vanished as I saw him with her girlfriend, holding hands.

"Tsukki." I smiled once again and waved my hand to his girlfriend.

"So this is Hanami, a 2nd year. My girlfriend." A short introduction from tsukki, she smiled and bowed her head. A girl with a long silky straight dark brown hair, a soft features embodiment. She's also quite tall but cute. Tsukishima's ideal type.

I smiled and bowed my head as well.

"I'm Yamaguchi, 3rd year and tsukki's childhood friend. You really are beautiful." I said consciously and smiled to her sweetly.

"Enough. Let's go." Tsukishima uttered and started walking off.

At the Cafe

We started to talked about random things or how did they get to know each other and stuffs.

We ordered some coffees and bread. After a while, Hanami seems bored.

While we, tsukishima and I are making some progress on my project, she just sat and tapped on his phone.

"Waa. Senpai senpai. Look, BST is coming to Japan. I badly want to go thereee." She clamoured joyfully while clinging on tsukishima's arm. He smiled a bit and patted his head

"Yeah but I'm currently working on my thesis, I can't buy tickets on weekends." He said with a sorry face but not much pleading.

"But-" Hanami's pout really disheartened tsukishima but I can't let his grade to be ruined.

I raised my hand and smiled with nervousness.

"Since I think i can finish this project before weekend so I can buy you guys ticket." I smiled as i offered them help.

"waaaaa yamaguchiii senpaiii, life savior!" Hanami's held my hand because of excitement. I just chuckled and I saw tsukishima mouthed to me the word 'thank you' and smiled.

"haha, no problem" I said while averting my eyes.

They talked and talked. They really seem happy. Tsukishima seemed happy.

I need to be happy for him as well but the throbbing pain inside of me really neglects my emotion.

Seeing them happy, makes me really sad.

I should be the first one to be happy for him because i am his bestfriend. Gomen, tsukki for feeling this way.

They looked at me, and i gave them a smile.

It's alright. Tsukki's happy.

Please anticipate for the part 3 and more!!!( ◜‿◝ )♡

#boys love #anime yaoi #fanfic #tsukishima kei #haikyuu yamaguchi #yamaguchi x tsukishima #tsukishima x yamaguchi #tragic #sad #angst #haikyuu #haikyuu!!

[orchidsslayer]

Heyho Pokémon Fandom

Hey guys :) For NaNoWriMo I wanna be ready for a new challenge! It's called:

Klischee Olé

It's gonna be a oneshot collection filled with beautiful cliches. I genuinely like them but didn't write them down for a long time because I considered them „too lazy“, if I wasn’t gonna break or play with them. Not the best time I had with writing and it's my fault.

And now, to get out of this writer's block, I'd really like to hear some ideas from you to get back to that amazing feeling you have when just writing down the things you love and think are funny and cute and embarrassing. Please – if you want to – send me ships, I don't care if it is a rareship, gay, never met, hetero, yuri, friendship, mangaverse or whatever, I know the Pokémon Fandom has so much love to give! And for each ship (or character if you want), I'd like to know your favorite cliché / trope. And I mean the reaaallly good kind, the ones we wrote in seventh grade and thought were fresh and new, like falling in love with someone who just stepped out of a shower, with wet hair and just a towel around his hips. Must be love. Or because they spent one (1) night together in a cave with rain and thunder and fever... Like I said, beautiful tropes. For Nano, I'm gonna write them down. If you wish, I will of course tag / mention you and your idea. Here I have some random examples: Jesse x James. Lost in the forest, have to search for a safe place to stay the night. A big storm is coming. What could happen, I have really no idea ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Misty x Ash. While camping / fighting one of them gets hurt. It's gonna end in so much cheesy hurt/comfort, you will cry and don't know why.

Gladion x Hau. After thinking about it he finally realized: He was gay! What...? No! Whaaaaat? Nooooooo! WHAAAT?! (But how could he go on like this, I mean, if you're gay you can also just tell everyone and jump off a bridge because it's the worst.) Those are really exaggerated, but I guess you get the point. Don't hold back on the whole cliche / overused trope thing. Go with the most stereotyped thing you can think of if you want!

I really want to do it. And to be clear, I don't want to prove that these stories have to be bad or any of that. It's just exercise for me because I ruined these things for myself and want to get them back. I won't write bashing stuff, it should be just fun and lighthearted. I just wanna have some fun with cool ships and beautiful tropes we all wrote / read at some point. I'd really like to do this challenge. Nano is gonna be great (and exasperating :D) for all of us, but let's have all the fun we can. I'd be reaaally glad if some of you could send me your ideas. I'll write almost everything and I'd be really thankful. Bye guyys <3

And the german version:

Für den kommenden NaNoWriMo hätte ich eine voll große Bitte an euch: Klischee Olé Eine zukünftige Oneshot Sammlung von mir mit allen Klischees, die ich irgendwie finden kann. Schickt mir Pairings/Shippings/Ideen, scheiß egal ob hetero oder slash oder yuri oder nix davon oder weiß der Teufel was + ein Klischee (oder gern mehrere), das ihr gerne dabei haben wollt und ich werde das zu einer Kurzgeschichte vermurksen. Als konzeptlose Beispiele:

Jessie x James. Verirrt im Wald, müssen Unterschlupf suchen. Mit Gewitter. Was wird wohl passieren, ich habe keine Ahnung ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Misty x Ash. Beim Campen erkältet / verletzt sich einer der beiden und es kommt was kommen muss: Die unvermeidbare „Ich kümmere mich gegen deinen Willen um dich“ Szene. Hurt Comfort wohin das Auge blickt. Vielleicht mit Liebesgeständnis. Weil... das bringt ein obligatorisch verstauchter Knöchel so mit sich. Normal.

Gladio x Tali. Nach (nicht ganz so) langem Hin und Her fällt es ihm wie Schuppen von den Augen: Er war schwul! Waaas? Neeeeein! Waaaas? NEEEIIIN! WAAAAAS?! ... Wie sollte er jetzt bloß weiter leben, wo er schwuuul war? Ist ja sowieso mit vogelfrei gleichzusetzen...

… Ich denke ihr habt verstanden, worauf ich hinaus möchte. So was in der Art jedenfalls fände ich wirklich klasse. Haltet euch nicht zurück, was Kitsch-Level oder Grad der Pubertät angeht. Ich möchte endlich wieder frei von Blockaden richtig schöne, klischeehafte Momente schreiben ohne mir Sorgen machen zu müssen, dass das ja viel besser geht. Mimimi. Ab jetzt nicht mehr! Vollbremsung! Keinen Hass mehr auf Klischee-Stories. In dieser Sammlung möchte ich alles rauslassen, was ich gewaltsam seit 2012 eingesperrt habe :'D

Also, falls euch da was einfällt, schickt mir einfach spontan eure Ideen, ich nehme so ziemlich alles an für den Nano.

Ich freue mich <3

#pokemon #nanowrimo #i hope it's gonna be gay #but seriously #i am just #shit you can't say ich freue mich in english #i look forward to it #meh #fanfiction #writing stuff #nano's gonna be fun #i hope #leute das wäre so mega bitte #getting ready for nano #please guys it would be great

[pandabearlikes]

Temporary Affairs II

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Chapter 1o.  Friends Not Foes

  A month passed in the blink of an eye.  The first few weeks back from the hospital, you barely stepped foot out of your house, fearing that if you came in contact with anything in the outside world, you’d somehow get into an accident and lose Yoona.  However, with Jongin encouragements, you finally stepped out to go on a short date with him to the super market. 

  At the market, your preggo cravings went haywire.  You wanted curry, but then when you got to the curry aisle, you wanted swiss cheese, but then when you stood in front of cheese, you wanted tomatoes, in front of tomatoes you had the urge to regurgitate, so finally Jongin knowingly grabbed a few sweet potatoes.  You clung onto his arm happily.  That night he transformed into Chef Kim Jongin and baked the most delicious sweet potato pie you’d ever eaten (it wasn’t bitter either, though you did kinda reminiscence that bitter taste). 

    Another two weeks flew by.  Since you were completely healthy, you had been babysitting Youngwoo again.  Oh, how much that little guy had grown since the last time you saw him.  Every time he giggled, or babbled, or squealed, or cried, Yoona would respond with gentle kicks.  They are so getting married when they grow up. 

  As you rocked Youngwoo back and forth on the cradle to lull him to sleep after feeding him, the doorbell rang.  Your eyebrows furrowed, not quite expecting any visitors.  Pressing the “automatic” button on the cradle, you slowly got up from the rocking chair and waddled your way to the front door.  A tall graceful female, with short wavy milktea brown hair and large shiny eyes, stood before you.   

  “Minyoung-unnie?” you asked, surprised to see one of your father’s business partner’s daughter. 

  “________ah?  Why are you here?” she asked, her eyes bloodshot. 

  “I’m babysitting for the owner’s son,” you explained.

  “…Oh…” she replied, sniffing back tears.

  “Uh…Unnie, are you looking for someone?” you asked.

  “For Sehun.  Is he here?” she questioned.  Wait…they know each other?  What a small world…

  “Um…He went to work actually…but do you want to come in?  I can get you some coffee and we can catch up?” you suggested.

  She hesitated at first but gave in when you tugged on her sleeve. 

  As you waited for water to boil, you observed Minyoung, who was awkwardly sitting on the living room sofa with her eyes darting all over the place.  Could she be Sehun’s wife?  No, of course not, because the photos on the picture frames were of another woman.  The water boiler screeched, breaking you from your trance. 

  You placed the mug on the coffee table and took a seat on a chair opposite of Minyoung to give her some space and to better see her expressions throughout the conversation.  The older female fidgeted around nervously, causing you to awkwardly clear your throat. 

  “So…________ah, I didn’t even get to congratulate you on your marriage, but it seems I can say congratulations twice on the double happiness,” she said, referring to your pregnancy. 

  “Thanks, Unnie,” you thanked and patted your belly, “less than two months to go”.

  “You always managed to beat Unnie when it came to milestones…” she said. 

  “Heh…” you laughed anxiously, “that’s not true…actually Unnie, weren’t you discussing marriage plans with your boyfriend?  How is that going?”

  The smile dropped from her face.  Crap, did my potty mouth say something I shouldn’t have said, again? 

  “…We…He…He found another woman…” she stammered, her eyes brimming with tears. 

  “Whut?!  How?  Who is he?!  Tell me and I’ll kick his ass for you!” you fumed. 

  Yoona kicked you to remind you to calm down so you took a deep breath.

  “Oh Sehun,” she replied, staring onto the floor. 

  Your body stiffened in place and your face paled.  What…wait…hold up….hold up.  You mentally separated yourself from the room to analyze the situation.  Sehun has a wife…then does that mean Minyoung Unnie is the mistress??  You raised your brow at her. 

  “Sehun?” you asked, “as in Youngwoo’s father?”  No, duh.  Why else would she be here.  Being pregnant has made you a dumber person, _______ah.     

  She nodded; tears ran down her face like cascading pearls.

  You knew you were in no place to judge or grill her for any more info but the curiosity within you was so tempted to find out the rest of the story.

  “…But for all I know…he’s married?” you cautiously said. 

  Her lips trembled.  She self-consciously took a sip of the coffee. 

  “Unnie, you don’t have to tell me anything you’re not comfortable telling me,” you reminded her after witnessing her distressed form.

  “S-Sehun and I were together first…” she sobbed.

  You looked up from the floor to her and from the wrinkles of her temples or the pink edges of her eyes, you had no excuse not to believe in her words.

  “So Sehun cheated on you…?” you warily inquired.

  She shook her head violently, “That’s not it at all.  I…he…she…they accidentally slept together and she got pregnant”.

  “Whut!?  How does one just simply accidentally sleep together?!” you blurted.

  You were so confused.  You thought Sehun and his wife were the victims, now they just sounded like a group of liars and con artist. 

  “I believe him,” she said confidently then whispered, “…so I waited for him to return to me after she gave birth”.  Wait…did Minyoung Unnie chase the girl away?  That…would explain why she willingly left Sehun and Youngwoo…

  Oh be-jeez lou-weeez, you were getting more and more confused.  While deep in thought, you unknowingly bit into your mug.  You don’t realize until the pressure caused milk to splash up and onto your lip.  Embarrassed, you grabbed a few napkins to clean up the mess.   

  “…but he doesn’t love me anymore…he loves her…I don’t know what to do.  ______ah, can you teach me what I should do?” she pleaded. 

  For a moment, as you observed her, you had to do a double take because her state reminded you of someone else you knew…but you just couldn’t quite get a grip of who…    

  “For the longest time, I kept telling myself that Sehun was just stuck in a bubble…that one day he’d realize that he still loved me…” she confessed.

  Throwing the soaked napkins into a trash bin, you exaggerated a sigh and advised, “Unnie, don’t wait anymore,”

  She looked up at you with watery eyes.  And in that moment, instead of Kim Minyoung…you saw Lee Sohee.  You blinked a few times to shake away the illusion. 

  “But I still love him…” she reasoned. 

  You narrowed your eyes into slits when flashes of Sohee stared back at you.  Shaking your head a few times, you cleared your throat ready to play the “bad cop” who would lay out the truth to her.   

  “And you still will for a while…but I think…or at least from what I know...Sehun is really in love with Youngwoo’s mother.  He’s going to wait for her no matter how long it takes for her to return,” you began. 

  “But what if she doesn’t return…oh it’s all my fault…I pushed her away…” she cried.

  Your expressions softened upon seeing her in full remorse. 

  “She will return,” you said with determination, “because no mother is able to leave her own flesh and blood forever”.  Just like how I won’t be able to leave you, Yoona.  Unconsciously, you rubbed your tummy. 

  Minyoung didn’t say anything nor move for a whole minute and you do not force her.  Suddenly, Youngwoo’s cries sounded from the baby’s room so you excused yourself to check on him.  When you returned to the living room, Minyoung was gone.  Panicking and fearful that she’d do something rash, you pulled your phone out to give her a call, but a bright pink sticky note on her coffee mug caught your attention. 

  “________ah, thank you for listening to me.  I think I know what to do now.  I’ll try to let go of Sehun because only this way, I’ll be able to let go of myself.  Thank you.  Please tell Sehun that I wish him and his wife the best,” the note read. 

  You sighed in relief, placing the sticky against your chest.  Haha!  _______ah!  You’re on a roll!  Maybe I should be a therapist one day ;p.  You waved your arms in the air and did a silly celebratory dance.  However, midway, a glimpse of Lee Sohee popped in your brain and you halted in place.  Your smile dropped.  If you thought about it…her case was very similar to Minyoung’s.  She and Jongin were dating before you came into the picture and basically stole him away from her.  If someone tried to steal my boyfriend from me while we were deeply in love, I’d fight her to death too.  You frowned.  For the first time, you discovered yourself sympathizing with her.  You weren‘t exactly commending the way she handled things and not to mention – almost caused you a miscarriage, but you pitied her and felt her pain.  Conflicted, you slouched down onto the comfy sofa to rest.  But Yoona started to kick this familiar kick you nicknamed “Lovers’ Quarrel” because you swore every time she did that, it was a precursor that Youngwoo would cry in…

  Five…

  Four…

  Three…

  Two…

  One…

  “Waaaaaaaaa  Waaaaa…” the little boy cried.  Yep, these two are getting married in the future. 

  “Coming, Little Prince!” you shouted and waddled into the room with a baby bottle in your hand. 

  -----

  On a sunny October morning, Jongin took the day off to spend time with you because you had been nagging him to get you these panda bear onesies for Yoona.  You were pleasantly surprised when he returned with not one, but three panda bear onesies – one for Mama bear, one for Papa bear, and one for baby bear.  Gahhhh $Q#$Q#$# my hubby.  This is my hubby biotches, seriously move over thissss is MINE!  You jumped up and down…or what you thought was jumping but was really just bending your knee mere two inches because your huge belly prevented you from lifting yourself from the ground.  Elatedly, you held the costume up to your body and stared in the mirror.

  With a cheesy grin, you tiptoed and planted a big smooch on Jongin’s cheek.  He smirk, satisfied with his reward for the hard work he exerted getting the costumes. 

  “Thanks Oppa,” you said, then patted your tummy and said in a baby voice, “Thank you Appa!” 

  Smiling his starry eyed smile, he held his arms out to hug you and that’s when you finally caught sight of a plastic bag looped around his left wrist. 

  “What’s that?” you asked. 

  Gasping, he immediately hid it behind his back.  That only made you ten times more curious, so you chased him down.  But he was so stubborn, using his usual tactic of holding his hands high up in the air and tiptoeing so that you were too short to even touch the object with the tip of your finger. 

  Pouting, you crumpled onto the edge of the bed and pretended to cry.  That should do the trick.

  “Jagiya, you suck at acting,” he laughed.  You stuck your tongue out at him. 

  Suddenly, a light bulb switched on in your head.  Internal evil cackle.

  “Ow.  Ow,” you whimpered tearfully whilst clutching on your stomach. 

  You pretended to sob and wheeze for air. 

  “Oppa…” you called out, holding out your hand. 

  Stunned, Jongin fleetingly sprinted over to you.

  “Where does it hurt?!  Let’s go to the hospital.  Are you in labor?!” he asked in one breath. 

  Slyly, you wrapped your hand around his wrist and snatched the plastic bag.  Ehehehehehehehehe.  Jongin gave you an unimpressed look, got up, and angrily slammed the bedroom door on his way out.  You jumped at the resonating sound of the slam and swallowed in guilt.  Uh oh.  Handsome husband is mad.  Discarding the plastic bag, you immediately got up to find your husband. 

  You discovered him on the front balcony.  Biting your lip, you cautiously tiptoed over to him.  When you were mere inches from him, you slipped your arms around his waist from behind.  But he ignored you so you playfully danced your fingers along his abdomen.  Still, he doesn’t move nor acknowledge your presence. 

  “Oppaaa,” you said in a high-pitched voice. 

  His lips flattened into a thin line. 

  “I’m sorry…” you apologized, kissing his back. 

  To your relief, his muscles unstiffened a little bit but still he made no move to forgive you for your inconsiderate prank. 

  “I know I’m always so childish and I always do things without thinking…but I didn’t think it’d be that big of a deal…” you explained, still clinging to him. 

  Jongin turned around, detaching you from him and scolded, “Not that big of a deal?!  You and Yoona are the most important people in my life.  Don’t tell me that it’s not that big of a deal”.

  Biting your lower lip until you tasted metal, your body shriveled up and your eyes looked down onto the floor, too ashamed to look at your husband in the eye. 

  Above you, you heard a loud sigh and then his long arms pulled you into his chest.  You tried your best not to be a crybaby but tears just kept pouring out.  

  “I’m sorry…I don’t know what I was thinking…” you hiccupped. 

  Jongin placed his chin on top of your head and held you close, “Shh…I’m not mad at you.  You just scared me earlier.  I didn’t mean to take my anger out on you”. 

  But you bawled harder because he was making it sound like he was wrong instead of reprimanding you like he should. 

  “Aigoo, Jagiya…if you keep crying, Yoona’s going to turn out ugly,” he joked. 

  But it worked.  You immediately forced yourself to be quiet.

  “Good girl,” your husband complimented and petted your head as if you were a little puppy, “Now, let’s go see what’s in the mysterious plastic bag”.

  He took your hand and dragged you back into the house.

  “Wait, you’re gonna show me?” you asked.

  “Eh…it was supposed to be a surprise but I don’t mind showing you now,” he remarked, holding the bag in front of you so you could look inside. 

  Hiding your excitement, you unknotted the straps and stuffed your head into the bag to see the contents.  Inside were a few more panda bear onesies that were the same size as Yoona’s. 

  “Wh-what are these for?” you asked, scratching your head, confused as to why Yoona would need so many of the same exact onesies.

  Beaming, Jongin reached over and took the costumes out one by one and laid them out on the bed.  On each of the backs were embroidered words that read, “Big Sister #1”, “Baby Rockstar #2”, “Little Pooper #3”, “Teddy Bear #4”, “Monggu’s BFF #5”, and “PeeWee #6”.  You stroked them longingly.  Oppa really wants six kids…and yet back in the hospital he was willing to give up this dream for me… You sniffed back tears.

  “D-do you not like them?” he asked, disappointed, “I’ll return them”.

  “I love them,” you replied throwing your arms around Jongin. 

  -----

On a Sunday afternoon, just weeks from your due date, you had the sudden urge to paint so Jongin drove you to the art gallery to cure your temptations or as you described, “itchy fingers”. 

  “They do itch!” you said defensively as Jongin dug through the cabinets for your paint. 

  “But won’t paint cause them to itch even more?” he asked, his head stuffed in a cabinet while he attempted to gather up the colors you listed on a piece of paper for him. 

  You grabbed an old bottle of paint on your easel and pointed to the label, “Non-toxic!” 

  Jongin jumped down from the ladder and carried the bucket of colors over to you. 

  “Thanks Oppa,” you smiled like a little kitten up to him. 

  He ruffled your head, his lips mimicking your cheesy grin. 

  “What are you going to paint?” he asked, scooting a chair next to you so he could watch you do your magic.

  “Hmm…I’m not sure yet.  What do you think I should draw?” you asked, hoping he was more inspired than you. 

  “Erm…I would take this red,” he twisted the cap off the paint tube and squeezed a bit onto his index finger, “and paint it here”, he hovered over the blank canvas but U-turned and tapped his finger on your nose. 

  You gasped, “Kim Jongin!  That paint is expensive!” 

  But just as you said it, you also grabbed a paint tub, squirted a bit of green onto your finger and dabbed it onto Jongin’s forehead.  Laughing, Jongin took another color and painted bright pink swirls on your cheeks.  You took a black, mixed it with blue and colored under Jongin’s eyes.  Hehe.    

  “Jagiya, where’s the yellow?” he asked, holding his hands out like spider fingers so that the colors didn’t mix.

  “Oh, here, I have it,” you handed the paint over.  He squeezed a bit onto his pinky and lifted it up to your cupid’s bow.  You scooted over so it’d be easier for him.  He drew on a yellow mustache. 

  Giggling maniacally, you took neon purple and drew a few dots on his face.

  “What’s that supposed to be?” he asked, curiously.

  “Moles,” you replied.

  You tried so hard to contain your laughter but Jongin’s deadpanned face was seriously the best.  Cracking up, you almost face palmed out of habit but stopped yourself when you recalled that your fingers were now the color of the rainbow.  Jongin leaned in to give you a kiss but you shook your head giggling while motioning with your hands to tell him that the paint wasn’t dried yet.  So he kissed the only bare part of your face – your lips.  It was so romantic that you could have melted into a puddle but you couldn’t stop laughing and laughing at how Jongin tried so hard to not transfer paint from his face to onto yours.  Suddenly, the doorbell jingled, forcing you two to part ways. 

  “Welcome!” you said, standing up to greet the customer but Jongin immediately pushed you to stand behind him.  The paint from his hands smeared all over your shirt.  

  “Why are you here?” he barked.

  You tiptoed to see who had made your husband lose his cool.  Lee Sohee.  Her gaze landed from you to Jongin with a sad smile.

  “Can I just talk to _______?  Please?” she pleaded.

  “No.  You may not, didn’t I make myself clear last time?” your husband said firmly.

  “Oppa…” you called, wrapping your colorful hands over his arm. 

  “I…I just have a few words I’d like to tell _______,” Sohee was persistent and for some reason, you really thought she was being genuine this time with her words.   

  Angered, Jongin stalked over, opened the door, and half-threw her out.   

  “Oppa!  Noo!” you said, rushing over to stop him.

  “Jagiya, she’s just going to try to hurt you again!” Jongin said, trying to stop you from being over-compassionate. 

  “I don’t think she will,” you responded.

  “Oppa…” Sohee started then cleared her throat and corrected, “Jongin-ssi, is that who I am in your perspective?  A liar?  A tramp?  Someone who’s always up to no good?” 

  “Yes!  You are.  You almost killed my wife and daughter!” he hollered back.

  “Kim Jongin!  Chillax!” you hissed.

  He looked to you in disbelief, “This woman made you almost lose your life and you’re gonna forgive her?”  You men won’t understand.  Le sighh 

  Sighing, you softened your tone, “Oppa, can you get me a towel and make two cups of coffee for us.  We’ll be in the patio”.

  “Jagiya…but…” he tried to persuade.

  “No buts,” you responded firmly then turned to Sohee. 

  Her eyebrows caved in worriedly and she suggested, “If…if you don’t trust me, you can tie up my hands”. 

  “That won’t be necessary.  Sohee-ssi, let’s go out to the patio to chat”.

  She sat down awkwardly, fidgeting around in the seat, glancing back and forth as if a wild coyote would jump on her any minute now.  And for the moment, she reminded you of Minyoung when she sat anxiously in Sehun’s house.  With your face now clean and fresh, you took the seat across from her.  Awkward silence enveloped you two for the first time that you almost wished you two were screaming and biting at each other’s necks. 

  “I…” you both said in unison.

  “Oh…you first…” you both said in unison again. 

  You shook your head laughing and she giggled along. 

  “I’m sorry,” she finally said.  And you should be…

  “I am as well…” you replied.

  “W-what?” Sohee stuttered, probably because she expected you to flip out on her, “W-why…why…would you be sorry?  I almost killed you”.

  “You did…” you agreed, nodding but continued, “and that’s something I’ll always remember Lee Sohee so don’t you dare try to get out of this without repaying me with at least a hundred packs of diapers…”

  She looked at you as if you grew horns on your head so you gave her a smile so she knew you were joking. 

  “…I don’t understand…why are you not mad at me?” she asked.

  “…Maybe it’s because I almost died and I almost lost my baby, that I discovered so many things including that fact that my husband really, really, really does love me…” you replied, sniffing back tears.

  Sohee hung her head, “I always knew he loved you too…I just…” her voice cracked and a tear fell down her cheek, “I just wanted some way…any way to comfort myself and keep myself hoping that he would come back to me”.

  “That’s why I owe you an apology,” you reasoned.

  She shook her head, puzzled by your rationale.

  “When I looked back, I realized that you were the ultimate victim of this so called “triangle” love affair.  You and Oppa were happily together and because of me you guys broke up.  You must have hated me to death – and rightfully so”.

  “I didn’t hate you…I was jealous of you,” she admitted. 

  “And I was jealous of you as well,” you also admitted. 

  She looked at you bewildered at your confession.  Then with a sigh, she dug into her purse and took out a pen – not just any pen, Jongin’s pen – his farewell gift from his late grandfather.  You gasped.

  “You had it all along?” you asked.

  “Yeah…I’m sorry…I knew it meant a lot of Oppa but I selfishly kept it thinking that by doing so, I’d always have a part of him with me,” she explained, holding the pen to her chest. 

  You looked down onto the table, unsure of how to react. 

  “But I don’t want it anymore because it was never mine to begin with.  So I would like to return it back to the rightful owner.  ________ssi, are you willing to accept this back?” Sohee questioned, sliding the pen across the table to you. 

  Throwing her a gracious smile, you nodded and said, “Thank you”. 

  At this point of the conversation, Jongin entered the patio with a tray and two mugs.  He placed one gently in front of you and the other carelessly in front of Sohee.  A little bit of the coffee splashed out onto the table from the rough impact.  You narrowed your eyes at him disapprovingly.  He looked away but stayed beside you.  Sipping your warm milk, you waved your hand to shoo him away but he gave you a look that read, “I’m staying here!”  And you responded with an expression that said, “No you’re not!  Get out!” 

  “No!  I’m staying here!” Jongin protested out loud. 

  Across from you, a sad laugh escaped from the female’s lips.  You both turned to look at its owner. 

  She said, “You two really are a match made in Heaven”.

  You could almost hear her heart break.  She got up to leave.

  “Sohee-ssi!” you called to her.

  She turned around and replied, “Thank you for your forgiveness.  Please take care of Oppa…Jongin-ssi for me”. 

  A tear rolled down her face and you had to look up to blink back yours.  She dashed off.  You tried to run after her but Jongin pulled you back.

  “Oppa…” you complained, “Please, can you go talk to her.  Just one last time for closure?”

  “Why?  Why are you being so forgiving to someone like her?” he questioned bitterly.

  “‘Someone like her’?  Oppa, what are you trying to say?  At one point in time, you loved her.  ‘Someone like her?’  You mean someone who loved a man so much she was willing to turn into a monster to get him to just look at her again?” you lectured with your fingertips pointing at his chest to emphasize your words.

  “Jagiya…” he said.

  “Please, be the man that I fell in love with.  That Kim Jongin I know is not a cold-hearted jerk,” you reasoned.

  With a defeated sigh, he released your hand and ran off to chase after Sohee.  By the time you arrived at the scene, they had finished chatting.  Sohee’s face was swamped in tears as Jongin extended his arms to hug her one last time.  Instead of feeling jealous like you had expected, there was a sense of contentment that lingered in your heart.  When they separated from the hug, you slowly walked over to reunite with them.  Jongin automatically laced his fingers through yours.

  “Thank you ________, I can trust you to not bully Oppa, right?” Sohee spoke, wiping away her tears.

  “Well…I don’t know about that…” you joked.

  “Yeah, don’t judge her by her tiny frame, she’s super strong,” Jongin teased, pinching your nose.  You crinkled your nose and Sohee giggled. 

  “I can’t believe I’m saying this but you two are really cute together,” the older female complimented.

  “Thanks,” you said then continued, “I hope one day you’ll find a man who will treat you well too”.

  “I definitely will and when that happens, I’ll come back and make you regret choosing Jongin-oppa and tying the knot with him so fast,” she joked.

  “Can’t wait for that day!  But he’s a keeper,” you responded, clinging tightly to your husband. 

  You looked down to see Sohee had extended her hand out.  Exhaling, you smiled and shook her hand.  With that, she turned around and left.  You sighed, watching as her silhouette grew tinier and tinier until she was just the size of an ant.  I really, really hope you’ll find your happiness too, Lee Sohee.  Hwaiting!    

             a/n: ~stations army in bushes outside of patio~

~narrows eyes with pens position to throw at Sohee~

~tears start to form as the two ladies have heart to heart conversation~

~pens, markers, crayons fall to floor~

~army retreats, sobbing~  இ_இ

  Yay The Lucky One characters guest starring again :D!  I think they show up one more time!

  And my favorite chapter tmr hehehe.  (Can you believe there are only 3 more chapters?)  Be there or be square!!!!!!    

#kai scenario #kai scenarios #kai fanfic #kai fanfiction #exo scenario #exo scenarios #exo fanfic #exo fanfiction #kai #jongin #kim jongin #exo fluff #exo #Temporary Affairs

[gsmatthews95]

Oz: a recap

The time has come. It has been ten months in waiting but it had to come. It is with a slight twinge of sadness but an overpowering sense of excitement and happiness that I am leaving Australia on my way to Singapore. Which  is actually pretty ideal because I have a nice long 9 hour layover. There are very few occasions I would describe a 9 hour layover as "ideal" but this is one of them. Such a cool city. So much to do and see. And, apparently, it isn't even too big. So I'm hoping I should be able to DO/COMPLETE Singapore in a nice six hour stint, tick it off my list, add another pin to the map and tell everyone about how I've now basically completed Asia. Sick eh?. A wee bit more background before I delve into the meat of this potentially juicy post which I think I will compare to a fat fillet steak by comparison to the rest of my posts that I would say are more like coles BBQ sausages, 24 for $8... good value but not much substance. A good reference I reckon. So I'm currently on my flight. It is maybe 9am Aussie time and I am awake, not that tired, with very little to do in this flight as I went for the lost budget option (still pretty expenny). You have to pay 11 bucks for films, Ye right. Go do one scoot airlines. Urgh, absolute scandal for a 7 hour flight. No worries however. Gives me ample time to write an absolute Goliath of a blog post. Okay seriously guys stop cheering. It's distracting me and my brain flow you have to pay for food and entertainment. Not good. However, the there are two upsides to this flight with nothing to do, firstly it allows me to blog blog blog and the other upside of this prehistoric flight comfort is that it gives me a chance to register to Stephen Hawkins "a  brief history of time", what a bangin audiobook. Well bloody confusing but I feel cleverer listening to it. Although in the last nine months I have forgotten the vast, vast majority of it. All the better it's like a new book. I'm now not that excited however about my connecting flight to Berlin. 14 hours. 13 hours of no films, just sleep, urgh lame. I may find some more wee audiobooks. I'll tell you what, I may get the game Of thrones ones. They'd be immense, especially as I'm now a proper game of thrones loser (read loser as legend/fanatic).

This is what I mean, I have so much time to ramble this piece is gonna drag. Oo I have an idea. As I didn't have this blog for the majority of the trip should I go back and wrote posts for them? Hmmmm, that does kinda defeat the point of the blog though. I don't think I'll do that. the other nagging question is whether I carry on the blog for the next 3 months as I galavant around Europe. I think I should. You're welcome guys. I love you all too. Also sick that I'm using my British passport to its full extent before we F off out of Europe as part of brexit. Wooo freedom of movement. Cosmopolitan ideals, something we should probs all strive for as much as possible. However, I do think we probs made the right decision leaving the EU as most people who have spoken to me about it will know. This post is not about my political views however. Otherwise it would not be called holidaying. Maybe something like #Jezza4PM would be a better name for it if I were to become a political blogger slash activist. But I digress.

So as many of you may have gauged from speaking to me, reading this blog or merely by observing my Facebook presence. I have had an immense time. Even though my article about the ups and downs of travelling may have seemed a bit depressing, I can safely say the last ten months, yes that ten months, a long time, have been smashing. I am currently conflicted, in poor stylistic technique I have embarked upon this post without a plan. And now I am at a crossroads. Do I continue chronologically or thematically? I think I will stay true to convincing writing styles and go thematically. Let's push the boat out he he. Ok ok ok so I'll start with my hostels. I believe I do want to talk about them a little bit first.  To start, I have been in lots. Off the top of my head in Sydney alone I was in 7 separate hostels. Many for a week as I was forced to move because of the price increase, my bed being sold, being chucked out etc. But 3 main ones. Firstly, hump. What to say about this place. A mad house, a good outside smoking area, a room that stays open all night and a lot of sound people who I've seen since leaving Sydney too. One jack gawthorpe, I've seen in four separate places (who's stalking who...). My month or so there was heavy. There was always something going on, I have very fond memories. Secondly, dury house. As described by James, my friend who I took there one night: "that was literally a crack den". Yes James, but it was our crack den. With the roof that never closed and the never ending session, there was always something going on, whether it be 11am on a Sunday morning or 4am on a Friday night. And again some belter people, who again I've seen down the east coast. Thirdly, finally, and ultimately we had the palms. What a place. What a time. November-December 2017. The palms glory days. Clean hostel, nice kitchen, comfy beds, sound people, like a giant sharehouse it had the intimate feel that you knew everyone but was big enough to still be lots of fun. The palms massive made my first xmas away from home so fun and so comforting. Never forget. Loved everyone there, except dan obvs, I hate dan. Everyone else though, I love you. And the hostel. I'll give a quick shout out to bev and micks in Melbourne. Small, intimate, cosy and friendly. Not that exciting or fun but enjoyable for my three weeks. Plus it was the cheapest place around. However, barossa backpackers. Dirty, smelly, small, tiny kitchen, leaky fridges, small room, had to pay for wifi and in the middle of nowhere. Pretty crap hostel tbh. But as I was there for some time, working with and living with everyone. I had an unreal time. Even working in a potato factory. So much fun cause you're constantly with you're mates and chilling, I won't forget those few months in barossa. The hostels down the east coast were nice. Big and nice but with my motivation waiting and the fact that I was staying at each place for a few days I didn't really form much of a bond with many of them. The hostel is key to your experience. Regardless how long you are in a place for but especially if it's for the long term. And overall I think I did well with a only a few mistakes.

Work. Ok so work never went quite as I'd hoped before I came out to Australia. Maybe I was naive, maybe I just wasn't made for call centres. My one regret actually was not going in to construction in Sydney, making lots of money, doing easy work and finishing at 3:30 each day. I then could have done it all over oz as I'd have had experience and wouldn't have had to do some of my crap jobs. We live and learn, one of my bigger regrets I'd say. No hassle though, all has worked out well and I haven't been too low on money. But yes call centres and cold calling, not the job for me. Neither as it turns out is face to face fundraising. What I have learnt though is that there is no worse job than those and I now have sympathy for those doing it, I have the knowledge that I will never work in a job like that again and it has now given me a great  appreciation of any job that isn't that. Which was one reason I think I enjoyed the potatoes so much. Mainly because it was so easy and so much less depressing than my other jobs. Everyone constantly complained, I just smiled and said it could be worse. People said the job would break me. It never did. Smashing job, smashing people, smashing time. The worst of all these jobs though was the charity fundraising, I knew it would be but I just wanted 2-3 weeks work and it paid well. I lasted 1 week. Never again. The best job. Easy. Grape picking and wine making. It was so sick. I got a lot of hours, lots of free wine and food and learnt to make wine in the sun. Dream job. I even have a wine named after me, I'm gonna get a case delivered home of the 2018 vintage GSM lol. But that's enough about work after all it is a work holiday visa.

This part will be harder to split up do I discuss  specific experiences? Or parts of the journey. Oo I have an idea. Animals. I have devoted a few pieces to various animals but I haven't spoken about all of them. There are two that I will leave out though as they deserve their own piece. Australia, famous for its diverse and unique wildlife and I think I've done well in seeing a lot of it. And I got selfies with lots of them. Firstly I have fed and patted wild kangaroos and wallabies. So cute, they love carrots btw, not apples so much. One of the wallabies even had a tiny Joey in its pouch. Too much for my heart. They're great I loved em both. Then came the quokka. As many of you may have seen by my  Valentine's Day post devoted to this one. They are like giant rodents. Although they're not giant, and they're actually cute. I dunno how to describe them actually just look at my photo, well adorable. I will now move on to the dangerous segment of the list of animals, cause, as we all know, that's what oz is most famous for. Firstly, the red back spider, v venomous. Hannah (friend not sister) almost died as she entered his layer/graveyard and only just escaped with her life. I have also seen three wild snakes, woohoo. That was a real target. The python in the kitchen and the two cuties slithering across the path in Lichfield national park and the twelve (4) apostles. Now. The personal favourite. The crocs. There have been lots of crocs, none completely in the wild without a tour guide sadly, but the jumping crocs were wild and were damn sick. I even have a croc tooth necklace (sorry axel, Brutus and dominator). The one animal conspicuous by its absence I haven't seen though, sadly, a shark. Waaaaa I should have gone shark cage diving, ah it was too expensive anyway. I think I'll carry on with my sea critters vibe now for a few more. Next was the manta. MANTA MANTA MANTA. I saw lots in Indonesia but another at whitsundays. So big, graceful and noble. I love them, as everyone does, they're god personified in an animal I reckon.  I would like to be a manta ray. Next up dolphins. Not many and both times I saw them from a cliff. Not overly exciting mainly because I have been spoilt in the past both in cornwall And in the SAN blas when they swam with our boat, so very nice. My final sea dweller. Whales. Lots of humpbacks as I said in my Fraser Island piece. They are awesome, so big and majestic and loving. I would also like to be a whale. Sue me. I saw lots of camels too, they're funny I like camels teehee and dingos, they're so cute, not scary. I would like to chat to a dingo and befriend him. I love dingos. I think however, my proudest find and subsequent selfie was with the koalas. We found 8 on magnetic island. One barely 8 foot away. Perfect for a selfie. And I snapped it yay. They're such chillers too, I love koalas. I love animals actually. I also miss Rolland, I love you too Rolland!!!

So as to stop myself writing another dissertation I may make this the final para. And I'm going to try and be concise. My favourite moments. I won't describe them much but merely mention them. There's a variety of reasons why a moment could have been so great. Maybe where I was, what I was doing, who I was with. Who knows? Maybe I just felt at peace and the world felt right for a moment. Deep. And I'm not talking about every moment I sat down with a full box of goon. Ok ok seriously. The hump boat party. Both 1 and 2. Unreal, a boat party in the Sydney harbour, beers, mates, opera house, swimming, tunes, I won't ever forget those two days. My first moment seeing the extent of the blue mountains at the end of the garden of the nbb Jill and Richard had so kindly rented for us. A little ten minute walk and you were on the edge of the crator with the blue trees stretching out, I reckon I spent a couple of hours just sat there over the three days, peaceful. Sash, pretty much every sash, but one in particular when I'm pretty sure everyone I knew in Sydney was there. It was sunny and we boogied. I was having so much fun several separate people came and asked me if I sold drugs cause I was so deliriously happy. Oo also the sash it rained that was unreal, dancing in the rain with the boys, never forget. Two more from Sydney. The beach party, amazing. One of the best, if not the best day of my life. Music and goon on the beach, swimming as the sun set over the harbour bridge, so wicked. And finally xmas day. Singing for the Aussie prime minister with a broken voice having lost it the night before was something I will NEVER ever forget especially as I have the video of it all ahahahaha. We move on to mine and Hannis road trip. My first thought. The pinnacles. The pinnacles were sick, so random just a load of pointy rocks in the ground. I doubt two people have ever been so excited in one place. So funny. Also actually hannah, all of our carpool karaokes. They made your company bearable. Completing the 8km hike in kalbari was also a good moment as it was 30+ degrees and we had about two litres of water between us, stupid English. But we did it, I'm proud. Finally hanni, 100% when we chilled with Roos in morriset park for hours after Jill and richard basically laughed us down for going, v funny. A good afternoon. Days of our lives festival. Awesome, what a send off from Sydney. Dury house you did yourselves and me proud, cheers for convincing me to go xoxoxo. The whole outback trip was awesome, if I picked a few moments though... I reckon the first proper big fire was a great moment, and sorting out the car light that we couldn't turn off meaning we didn't have to take the fuse out every time we stopped the car, sheer happiness. Also getting in to alice springs. This may seem weird but I cannot explain how touchy everyone was, we needed food, civilisation, electricity, a shower and some goon. We got all of the above and spirits were restored. Also the natural springs were amazing. So beautiful, completely free and refreshing. Darwin, croc diving, easy, it was unreal. Spotting the koalas on magnetic island obvs was memorable. I want to pick some moments from Fraser but it was all so fun. If I had to pick a few though, I'd say the horse racing on the second night united everyone, we were all so into it and the crumbed sausage obvs haha. I have missed things out but when I look back on oz these are the things I feel stand out as specific moments but like I've said before travelling isn't just about the moments (sorry Alina) but the whole experience, what you feel and who you meet.

What a holiday. I am content with my time in oz. if I came back I'd change things but I'm happy just the way they went. It's been sick. Stay posted I have one more oz piece before we move to EUROPE yahoooooooo. This piece has literally killed at least two hours of my flight maybe even three. I have been very engrossed aha. But back to mr hawking for me. G.