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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 6 months

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can I request sumn about arkham knight era jason catching a darling after they escape, and then going about punishment mayhaps :0

He really didn't know what she was thinking, trying to run out of the door to the compound like that. Maybe she wasn't thinking at all. Maybe she just wanted to get as far away from him as possible. His throat burned as he slammed his cowl on and ran after her. The sound of his modulated voice rang through the walls and made a few militia members in a nearby barrack room jump.

"____!"

____ continued to sprint, pushing her legs as hard as she could to lose him. She turned a corner and saw a few more soldiers chatting in the hall; the instant they heard her frantic footsteps, one reached for the comms button on their headpiece while the other headed towards her. "Beta Target's on the loose, in Wing A!"

____ grabbed the handle of the door closest to her and swung it open, slamming it into the boot of the soldier running towards her before shutting it, turning the lock, and grabbing whatever she could to barricade it. She only had seconds at most before one of them started kicking it down, and Jason was still coming for her. Her eyes darted around the large storage room. Storage containers: ammo, guns, smoke, some stun sticks, body armor...She scrambled for a weapons container and grabbed one of the smoke bombs and a stun stick--No time to load a gun, she decided. The soldiers outside had started bashing the door to weaken it, and she could hear the Arkham Knight's voice barking orders at them over the communicator. She leaped inside one of the half-empty boxes of body armor and lobbed the smoke bomb at the barricade, and pulled the lid of the crate shut over her.

Her thumb hovered shakily over the stun stick's trigger. The muffled sound of scraping metal gave way as the men's voices grew louder and clearer. "Door's been breached," one of the men barked. "Fan out and search for her--"

BOOM!

The smoke bomb rattled the outside of the tank and ____ heard the soldiers coughing. "God damnit, she got into the equipment," another militia member groaned. "She might be armed. Do we go safeties off while we hunt for her?"

"Fuck no, we don't," another snapped. "The Boss would kill us if we shot his girl on accident, even if she was armed!"

Before they could argue any further, a new set of footsteps marched into the room. The modulated voice coming from the figure did nothing to disguise his anger. "All of you, out. I'll find her myself." The militia left without a word, and ____ held her breath and shut her eyes as she prayed he wouldn't find her somehow. "The cowl's got thermal vision, you know that. I'll give you one chance to come out before I turn it on to find you."

Silence.

"____, come out."

More silence, aside from Jason's increasingly heavier breathing.

A sudden metal clang and clash made ____ jolt. She clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from crying out. Another one rang out as Jason slammed his fist against it. and then another as he threw it across the room and the contents clattered onto the floor.

"NOW!"

Tears streamed down ____'s face as she quietly sobbed into her hand. Why did things have to turn out this way? Why couldn't Jason stop this quest for revenge? Why did Joker have to ruin his--and your---life by poisoning him with hatred? Why couldn't he just let you go?

____ heard him standing over the crate she was hiding in, and she gripped the stun stick tightly. The electric sparks arced and illuminated the crate with a low buzz. "I can see you holding that," the Knight taunted. "If you're gonna try and incapacitate me, you better hit me in one of the armor's weak points and do it with a solid hit." He tapped his armor and placed both hands on the crate's lid. "Because as angry as I am right now, I don't want you to get hurt. Y'know why?"

He ripped the lid off of the crate and glared down at ____.

"Because I love you."

____'s body froze as the Knight looked down at her through his helmet. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her mouth ran dry. The Arkham Knight snatched the stick from her and threw it behind him, and scooped her up to toss over his shoulder. As he walked back to his quarters, the only thing breaking their silence was Darling's sniffling.

He slammed the door behind them, and finally said one word. "Lock." The RFID reader inserted into the metal pins of the doorframe locked in place once it sensed Jason's cowl and recognized his voice print. He threw ____ onto the bed they shared and pinned her arms and legs with his body. "Look at me." His voice was dangerously quiet.

____'s cries grew louder and she squeezed her eyes shut. "I'm sorry," she sobbed. "I just can't take it anymore, I--"

"LOOK at me."

She felt one of his hands on her cheek forcibly turn her to face him. Blinking back tears, she obeyed and slowly opened her eyes to look up at the man she loved too much, hidden by that damn cowl.

"Do you know what's going to happen to Gotham? The Cloudburst, all the most dangerous criminals wreaking havoc, my men's tanks rolling over every dead thug and crushing Batman? And when it does, when I destroy everything in it, you are going to be safe down here until it's over. Because I am never going to lose you again." His voice broke and his grip on her cheek softened.

"I know I'm not the Jason you fell in love with. I really tried to be that for you after I took you, but clearly that wasn't good enough for you. That's why you tried to abandon me, because I'm not what you wanted. Maybe you were happier when you thought I was dead."

"Jason, I--"

"Don't call me that!"

____ flinched and cowered at his voice as he held her in place.

"Clearly, being gentle with you and accommodating and trying to be that old Jason for you isn't enough. You need to see both sides to understand that I really am trying to be good for you." His hands wandered lower and he used his armored gauntlets to easily rip her pants down. "You need to see all the rage and poison Joker filled me with, see what I've been trying to hold back from you and protect you from; then you'll understand how much I've been trying to protect you."

____ desperately tried to escape the Knight's grip. "Please don't do this," she begged. "I know how much pain you're in--"

"No, you don't. Not yet." He gripped her thighs and pulled them apart, exposing her nether regions to the cold air.

"I'm sorry I tried to leave you, but you're better than this!" Her voice was higher as she hysterically tried to convince him to stop. "Don't hurt me, please, please take the cowl off and look at me--"

"Promise me you'll stay." ____ could hear him gritting his teeth as trying to hold back how close he was to tears. "No matter what. No matter how suffocating it is, no matter what you see me do, who you see me kill. Promise you'll never abandon me."

"I promise," ____ begged. "I will never try to leave you again, I swear!"

He kept his hands still as he looked down at her hyperventilating and squirming underneath him to desperately get away. His cowl showed just how fast her heart was racing and the tears spilling down her cheeks painted faint traces of blue on her warm body in the thermal vision camera. [Status: Terrified].

He took the cowl off with one hand and bent down to kiss her trembling lips. "I know you won't," he murmured. "I hate having to make you afraid of me to get you to stay. I just want us loving each other to be enough." He wrapped his arms around her gently and let her curl up and cry against him as he held her. He could hear Joker's voice slithering in the back of his head. See, kiddo? Uncle J was right: sometimes you've gotta be cruel to be kind...

#nobody tell my senpais/bosses that im writing smut instead of getting ready for a work conference #.dc #.jason todd #.arkhamverse #.arkham knight #yandere dc #yandere jason todd #yandere arkhamverse #yandere arkham knight #fem darling #tw: noncon #.myshit

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spicyicetea · 4 months

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So… I used to play Obey me a while back, but I finally decided to get back into it. You can thank Beel, I've always loved him. I decided that I'll open up my questions to any and all obey me related content but I also have a few ideas of my own I kinda want to write anyways. I don't remember the plot of the original game that well. I know I could just go back and go through the chapters again, but I want to experience the game properly again so am currently waiting for the damn account deletion to be done so I can replay (Finally get to do it on the 19th). In the meantime,I've decided to start playing Nightbringer, I'm currently on Lesson 12, I don't remember what level though. I'm enjoying myself, Beel has been my focus since day one but seeing Diavolo in his demon form constantly… damn… ANYWAY!

Because I don't know the story as well as I generally know the characters, I have to make significant changes to the MC in my writing as I don't know all the vague lore you get about them every now and then. However, I've decided just blanking them out is too boring. A few complaints I've seen about x reader/xMCs is that they tend to be written with little to no significant personality, which makes sense to project upon but can become bland. I try to give my MCs different personalities and decide that I'll just do the same thing here. But, like more. I have one or two draft ideas but I'm still caught between them. I know I want to have the MC be an established character rather than a husk, it makes sense to have them be so blank for a game but it can sometimes make it hard to relate to such a blank slate in writing. (For me at least). Out of the drafts I've decided to go with, my first idea, which is to keep the Human MC but not have them be from the human world in the game. I was originally considering making the MC be from the real world, but to further differentiate the game MC to the way I want to write them, they're going to be from a world that is a bit more magical. It won't be blatantly in your face in the way of being overpowered or as strong as Solomon, but the MC isn't a pushover and doesn't like being disrespected. I suppose I should introduce our MC before posting the little preview to gauge interest.

MEET MC:

Currently she is being represented by my persona, but there is 0 description of her appearance in the actual writing, well other than basic fem descriptors, tiddie and thicc thighs because I am a whore. Now you can kinda already see some vague lore with all the hands. As I mentioned before, this MC comes from a world with magic, including angels, demons and more. The five mentioned briefly in the drawing refers to some characters that help establish her backstory and why she is in the Devildom in the first place, they won't play key roles in the story itself, unless people are interested in who they are.

Obey me! x reader (slight Yandere/possessive behaviour)

Warnings: All writing on my page is either full Yandere or somewhat Yandere, with possessive tendencies. Many may include mentions of violence, swearing and sexual imagery. MDNI. Demons trying to stake their claim over you already.

Prologue kinda

The tip of my foot tapped against the tiles as I continued to whisk the frosting in the bowl, cradled in my arms. Swaying side to side to the tune I hummed under my breath, a soft tail curling around my ankle grounding me again. I look to my side with a smile, crouching down and running my free hand through the soft cats fur.

“Hiya Jiji, are you alright?” I cooed, my cat rolling onto her back.

I close my eyes in a smile as my fingers go to scratch between her ears, but instead brush against the cold floor. With a pout I open my eyes, only to stare at an unfamiliar floor. The air feels stagnant and keeps catching in my throat, randomly appearing somewhere else armed with only a whisk and a bowl of frosting would do that to someone though. At the sound of a loud “Ahem” I slowly rose from my hunched of position.

“Who are you?” A stern voice called from behind me, clearly not happy to have a visitor.

Biting my lip nervously I turned on my heels to face them only to be met with a hoard, oh wait group is the appropriate word. Scanning over their horns and defensive posture, they must be demons… but I had never seen any demons like them back home. Speaking of home, I don’t recognise this place at all from hell when I’d visit to do business. My eyes darted to the bracelet on my wrist, the charms dangling there and not responding as I pressed on them.

“Damn it…” I muttered under my breath.

“I’ll ask again, who are you?” The voice asked again far more forcefully.

I dropped my arm back to my sides as I looked up at the demons. Upon a second glance, it was clear that three of them weren’t demons but angels, well one seems to be human but a shady one at that. Despite the suffocating anxiety settling in, I bit my lip and debated my options. Dying in a foreign hell didn’t seem too nice right about now.

‘Remember Y/N, when meeting anyone, no matter their status, act polite and formal. It has the lowest likelihood of backfiring.’ A voice echoed in my mind.

As much as I hated it when… he decided to implant thoughts in my memory, they were often useful. Heeding the voice’s advice I promptly bowed, straightening my posture as a rose again.

“My name is Y/N, I’m a human.”

“Y/N? Human? How intriguing, how is a human like you here?” The man beside the first laughed, placing a hand on the stern one’s shoulder as he spoke.

As if sharing the same thought, the all turned to the white haired human before he chuckled awkwardly and shook his head.

“Don’t look at me, this isn’t my doing, I don’t know anyone named Y/N.”

I just stood silently, watching as they devolved into bickering, the red-head who had addressed me before standing aside with another man, entertained my their squabbles. That was until I received a firm poke to my shoulder. I jolt at the sudden contact, smacking them on the cheek with the whisk still in my hand.

“Oh, can I?” The ginger asked, motioning to the bowl tucked under my arm.

I raised a bow and just held the whisk up at his face, him leaning forward and licking the frosting off, starting blankly at me before changing to a content smile and licked the rest of the frosting off of it.

“Mmm, sweet, did you make this?”

“Huh? Well, yes?”

He nodded, grabbing my shoulders and turning to face the group, his yelling grabbing their attention.

“Lucifer! We’re keeping her!”

“What?! No we’re not!”

“I think it’s an amazing idea, Lucifer! She can move into the spare room in the House of Lamentation!”

“Diavolo… yes sir.” Lucifer sighed.

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And that’s how I ended up here, sat on a bed that was apparently now mine while a demon cooed and painted my nails.

“Ah, you look so adorable Y/N-chan,” Asmodeus sang, admiring my now dry nails.

It had only been a day since I had been… given refuge in this house, and it was already exhausting. The brothers seemed to not trust me, yet clung to me whenever I went into shared living spaces. I’ve been jumped on, bit and two of the brothers even started yelling at each other when their “Y/N schedule” overlapped. It wasn’t all bad though. The brothers weren’t the only ones present at the time and the others seemed to stick around.

As Asmodeus dragged me by my arm out of the room into the library, I gulped as all eyes drew to us, their hungry stares sending shivers up my spine. As my eyes met a pair of friendly gold ones, a grin spread on Diavolo’s face, ushering me over.

“Ah, Y/N, are both of you done with your pampering? Come sit with us!” Diavolo grinned, patting his thigh.

I walk over to sit between him and Barbatos, standing waiting for an opportunity to sit down. Both of them looked at each other with a smirk, Diavolo leaning back and patting his thigh again.

“Come, what has you hesitating?” He grinned.

“Wait, you want me to… sit on-“

Diavolo leant forwards, intertwining our fingers as he pulled me towards himself, using his other hand to spin me around and sit me on his thigh. I tense up, hands shooting to sit in my lap. His hands stay on my hips, rubbing up and down my sides as he casually continued to speak to brothers.

“Lucifer, have you thought about our previous discussion?”

“Yes, my brothers and I would be more than able to monitor her at RAD.”

“Wait what?” I ask, turning back to look at Diavolo.

He just chuckled and leant forwards, his chin resting on my shoulder.

“Well, you must be here for some reason even if you’re unaware, so we’ve decided to let you stay. To help you integrate into the Devildom we’re enrolling you in RAD, the Royal Academy of Diavolo. Lucifer and his brothers will look after you during your stay, so if any problems come up, please do tell them. I don’t mind if you come visit Barbatos and I though, I can always make time for… special guests.”

His horns rubbed against the back of my neck as his grip tightened when the other brothers come into the library. Yeah… this is going to be a stressful stay.

Yay finally managed to copy past this without my tumblr having a stroke. I hope you people like this, I’m down horrendous for these men and really want an excuse to write for these characters. The relationships will build quickly and each new update will focus on a character primarily, perhaps with nsfw? Idk depends on how well you all take this. There are some characters I think would make sense to get close to first in this so I’ll make it up to y’all. As much as I want Diavolo sadly I don’t think, going down the harem route, that he’d be the first one you offically started dating, he’d probably be either after or just before Lucifer to be honest.

#x reader #yandere x reader #obey me x reader #obey me #yandere obey me #yandere obey me x reader #obey me asmodeus #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me beelzebub

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deramin2 · 6 months

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Charts For Assessing Pain And Fatigue

As a person with chronic pain and chronic fatigue, I often find it helpful to use scales to communicate how I'm doing, both for myself to contextualize it and so others have an idea how I'm doing. It's especially helpful for doctors who take you more seriously when you have data.

But I'm really bad at just assessing it in my head, especially consistently. Internalized ableism means I always feel like I'm just being a wimp and I really minimize my pain. So assessment scales that make me look at my behaviors really help break me out of that and be more honest. They also keep me more consistent so the days is more useable.

Both scales in a spreadsheet

Pain Scale

This scale was given to me in a hospital with no indication of where it came from in a really basic badly formatted table. This is my cleaned up version formatted to be saved on a phone or printed.

0 - No Pain - Pain free

2 - Minimal - Pain is barely noticeable; tightness

3 - Mild - Feel a low level of pain entering awareness only when my attention is devoted to it

4 - Uncomfortable - Pain is troubling but can be ignored most of the time; am able to continue activities

5 - Moderate - Moderate pain but no break in activity or concentration; guarded movement patterns

6 - Distracting - Pain is troubling and breaks through concentration but is tolerable; activity level changes.

7 - Distressing - Pain is intense and preoccupies my thinking; can complete tasks but it is difficult and must cease some demanding activities; considering pain medication or other pain reducing agent.

8 - Intense - Severe pain that makes concentration difficult; can do only non-demanding activities; taking pain medication, etc. Can't carry on a conversation well, pacing , etc.

9 - Severe - Cannot concentrate on anything else; sweating, unsteady breathing, can do almost nothing. Can barely talk.

10 - Immobilizing - Excruciating pain, constant; unable to move.

Fatigue Scale

This was floating around Tumblr in the colorful version. I can't print it, I can't read it with the colors when I'm tired, and I wanted the scales to normalized going the same direction so here's my formatting version:

0 - Not tired at all.

1 - Slightly tired, but still able to carry on as normal with little to no difficulty.

2 - Finding everything more effort than usual, but still able to carry on.

3 - Tiredness makes it hard to enjoy activities that are usually fun, but still able to work or study (with some difficulty).

4 - Possibly able to do some work or studying, depending on how much effort it takes. May choose to work or study from home. Avoiding activities that take a lot of energy.

5 - Mostly unable to work or study (except low effort tasks that can be done from home) can go out (for example to buy food) but only if essential.

6 - Too tired to go out, but still able to move around the house and do activities that require little energy and focus. Preparing a meal is difficult. Can't work or study.

7 - Doesn't need to lie down and can walk around the house, but can't stand for more than a few minutes without resting. Finding it hard to eat some foods. Can't focus on anything easily.

8 - Able to sit up for a while and walk around the house if absolutely necessary. Unable to eat most food. Holding a conversation is difficult.

9 - Able to sit up for a short time and can walk short distances (with difficulty), e.g. to get a drink or go to the toilet. Can't eat.

10 - Can barely sit up. Needs assistance getting out of bed.

Sources

I don't know where either of these came from originally or who to credit, but I'd like to. (Normally I wouldn't repost people's work but the public benefit here outweighs those concerns for me.) Please reblog if you do and I'll edit it in. I just want them available to more disabled people.

#disability #pain scale #fatigue scale #chronic illness #chronic pain #chronic fatigue #spoonies

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 8 months

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WIBTA if I move into my own apartment for an internship instead of with friends like I initially said I (more likely than not) would for a while?

CW: kinda long but I don’t think I can put a readmore on anon :(

I (20sNB) have an opportunity to do an internship in spring of 2024. My friend (20sF) and her husband (20sM, we’re all within ~3yrs of each other) have been working on renovating a single-wide trailer in a trailer park in the same town as the internship, and it will be done with them living in it for at least a good few months before my internship. I’ve helped them with renovations whenever I’m in town and they’ve promised/shown me the room they’re reserving to be my space because they’re so sure I’ll move in with them.

I’ll be honest, I was planning to at first. But that changed with a variety of factors contributing, including but not limited to:

The trailer was reportedly full of black mold. Abandoned dressers would be opened and a puff of mold dust would emerge from the doors. It was also previously a hoarder’s house possibly due to the amount of junk in and around the trailer. Nobody wore PPE during renovations as far as I’m aware, and seem to believe they’re “in the clear” as they’ve shown no side effects yet. They’ve literally kept up only exactly what’s required to legally say they’re ‘renovating’ instead of tearing everything down and reusing the foundation, but it’s still a concern for me due to the casual way it was brought up and addressed.

My friends admitted that the neighbors don’t like them much due to the loud noises day in and day out from the renovation, resulting in the cops being called on them several times as a noise complaint. I have a rough time as it is being close to strangers, and that anxiety/paranoia? isn’t alleviated by hearing that and seeing people come out of their own trailers to glare at us whenever we work on the property.

My cat (20F) would be moving in with me. She’s indoor-only, but cats are bound to run around at some point. There are numerous unvaccinated and unfixed strays in the park and I’m concerned for her health; she’s having a hard enough time just keeping down food, a virus or infection would make me put her down.

My friends own a Pomeranian that does not respect other animals and continuously harasses them by barking and chasing after them. My cat does NOT like dogs, and my repeated warnings that having them in the same room would result in the dog getting blinded and possibly even more severely injured have been waved away with “The dog will learn soon enough to leave her alone!”. I would also have two relatively small lizards with me, both of whom leave their terrariums regularly for general holding sessions and to run around while I clean their tanks. There is a nonzero chance of them being beyond the safety of the glass and the dog eating them as the dog has a high prey drive.

Being with them would save me and my parents MASSIVE amount of money as rent is nearly nonexistent with how low it is in the park; I would mostly help with other bills (such as water, electricity, groceries) and general housemate things like cleaning up after myself and helping cook or chip in for takeout every now and then. Both friends know how restricted my ability to really develop is in my house due to my family (such as not knowing how to make anything more complicated than air fryer food) and have expressed that they are eager to help me learn and watch me grow into who I am.

But for a while I’ve been very strongly leaning towards an apartment instead despite rent being crazy (my parents are willing to pay half but with 0 guarantee of a paid internship and uncertainty as to whether I can hold a part-time job at the same time it would still be a blow to my savings). It’s gotten to the point where my language is full of “My future apartment will have….” “When I move into an apartment do you think I should….” when discussing the matter with my parents with zero verbal room for considering living with my friends. Advantages to the apartment include having my own space, being much closer to my internship location (though my friends weren’t all that far out themselves), and no concerns about my pets being around strangers or other animals. My parents and grandma agree that an apartment sounds the safest for my pets’ physical health and my mental health.

However, I have yet to tell my friends. The F is a friend of a decade now, and the M and I aren’t exactly close but regard each other as siblings. While she might be hurt but understanding, I don’t know if I want to risk him or both of them blowing up on me for my decision after at least 6mo of helping here and there and encouraging them to finish renovating their own place. The closest I’ve gotten to saying anything is warning them that it isn’t guaranteed I’ll move in with them when they use language suggesting it is and that I’m trying to keep my mind open to all housing options, including renting a space in a family friend’s basement. Neither of them seem to have caught on to what I’m doing, though. So, WIBTA if I finally break it to them that I’ve decided on an apartment and move into a space without them? This might seem like a non-issue to outsiders but it very much is to me :(

(For slight additional context: my friend is typically very understanding and we do our best to communicate our feelings about joint activities especially. Her husband is the type of guy to get mad at the ‘politics’ of the new Barbie movie and the joke made out of the Kens.)

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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greazyfloz · 1 year

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could u pretty pls do quinn with the smut prompts 6 and 13 (or 18, whatever u want) maybe it’s right after his first home game after a long roadie and they both missed each other so they just like do it in the locker room or maybe his car idk 💙

Right Here?

SMUT: 6. “She me how much you missed me” & 18. “I need to feel you” “Right here” w/ Quinn Hughes

Tonight was a make-up game from a previous game that was canceled. It was an odd scheduled week as Quinn played an east coast roadie then stopped in Calgary for a game last night , so they flew in this morning so they could sleep last night. Once the team got home they went right to the rink for morning skate. I went into work and when I got home I just missed Quinn.

Once I got home I put on some leggings and a blue canucks mock jersey v-neck tight long sleeve shirt with Hughes and 43 on the back. I put on a push up bra that make my boobs look great in this shirt but covered myself up with a black vest. I called an uber to take me to the game as I will just go home with Quinn.

I get to the game and sit beside Bella and Lexie to watch the game. Tonight it’s Anaheim so odds are good for the team. In the third period, Quinn starts getting pushy, and that turns me on so much. Seeing Quinn get angry on the ice makes me so hot. They end up winning 1-0 and I get up and make my way down to the ice level with the girls.

Brock and Quinn walk out together and come over to us. Quinn wraps his arms around me holding me close. We sit and chat for a bit with the rest of the group as they are sorting out a dinner reservation for us all to go out. Quinn, who is behind me holding me, leans into my ear, “I want you to show me how much you missed me” he whispers.

I took a step back, feeling him hard against my butt. I feel him tense a bit at my touch, breathing out a bit. They finally make a decision on where we are headed and we walk out to the car together. He walks with me to my side of the car and pins me against the side pressing his lips hard against mine. He rest his forehead on mine then says “I need to feel you” then opens the back door. I look around to see everyone still leaving to get to their cars.

“Right Here? Now?” I look over to see Peteys car right beside Quinn’s

“Yes, get in” Quinn says. I follow his instructions and get in and crawl over to the other side as he follows me in. I turn towards him and he zips down my vest exposing my cleavage. “Fuck I missed these” he says lifting my shirt taking it off then pushing his face in them.

He starts kissing from my chests up my neck sucking, making a breathy moan escape my lips. He breaks away to take his shirt off but immediately reattaches them reaching around to unclip my bra. I let it slip off of me and Quinn goes back down massaging one breast while sucking and nibbling on the other. I moan out in pleasure as he bites down on my nipple.

I start taking my pants off and he stops to help me. As I am taking my legs out of the bottom of my leggings Quinn reaches back up ripping my thong off. He then unbuttons his pants, taking them off quickly with his boxers. He comes back in making out with me as I feel his hand find my clit. He rubs circles then slips a finger in. I moan into his lips and he smiles back. He slips another finger in and pumps them in and out. I open my mouth to moan softly and he bites my bottom lip. “Ohhh” I moan out.

Quinn let’s go from biting and deepens the kiss. I start kissing down his neck, then down his chest. Quinn stretches his arms and breaks his legs apart a little so I can get comfortable facing his cock. He takes one hand and reaches under me places two fingers back inside me. The other hand resting on my head as I lower it down, kissing the tip of his cock. I moan after kissing as Quinn continues pumping his fingers in and out of me.

Quinn takes his fingers out of me and switches hands that rest on my head. He takes hand full of my hair and grabs the grab handle while I lower my mouth down his shaft deep throating him immediately. Quinn moans thicker and louder the lower I go. Once I put as much of Quinn inside my mouth I wrap my lips around him and slowly suck up his cock. Quinn’s leg jolt as I get to his tip letting his cock fall from my mouth. I grab his cock and stroke it gently before placing it back in my mouth, wrapping my lips around him and bobbling my head up and down sucking Quinn.

He all of a sudden he grabs me by my hair pulling me off him. “If you keep doing that, I won’t last much longer” he says. I sit up and attach my lips to his than down to his neck sucking while Quinn grabs one of my legs and pulling in over to his over side so I am now straddling him. I move my lips back up to his as he reclines the back seats back a little bit and grabs his cock rubbing the tip back and forth against my clit. Once he has it at my opening I sink down slowly on his cock. “Fuck, Quinn! Your so big!” I moan out pushing myself back up. Quinn get impatient though and starts thrusting upwards then flipping us so my back is laying across the seats and he is on top of me. I thrust in and out fast and hard. “ooOoo Quinn, You feel so good babe!” I moan out. Quinn keeps pumping himself inside of me lightly grunting in my ear.

“You’re s-so h-hot” He says pumping in and out, “Fuck, I love your pussy”. He continues and leans down pressing his lips against mine, biting my lip every moan that escapes my lips. “I’m close, where do you want it?” Quinn asks breathlessly.

“Cum in my mouth, Quinn” I breath out and he gets off me sits back down and quickly lean down sucking his cock. Almost immediately I feel Quinn twitch inside my mouth followed by a cumdumb Quinn moaning out “oh fuck, I love you so much Y/n” as he releases himself into my mouth. We get dressed when I randomly start laughing.

“What?” Quinn asks laughing along

“You’re cumdumb Quinny” I laugh out. Quinn stops laughing

“Shut up”

“It’s okay, I love you too bubs” I say and we hope back in the front to drive off. I look over and notice Petey’s car is no longer beside Quinn’s. We quickly run home so we can shower and get dressed. Before heading to the restaurant. We walk into the restaurant and Quinn and I sit across from Petey.

“Don’t look at me” Petey says to us looking disgusted, “You two are disgusting”. Everyone looks in our direction confused.

“Kitchen just closed, but bars open until 2” the waitress says to us

“That is okay, I already ate” I say

“Gross” Petey says making Quinn chuckle

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes smut #nhl imagine #nhl smut

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funkymbtifiction · 1 year

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the end of an era

I wanted to thank you all, not only for all the notes of gratitude, encouragement, etc., in my inbox, but for being my faithful readers over the last ten years as I blundered around, answering asks, figuring things out on the fly, mistyping myself half a dozen times, and learning by “answering.” It’s been an incredible blessing for me to be part of your lives, and now, I hope, I have left behind enough of a resource, through my thousands of answered questions, my MBTI book, and my ongoing FunkyMBTI Blog, that you can be guided to your type and start the journey of self-development.

I want to say a few more things, but first, I’ll answer the burning questions that I know are going through your mind directly.

Does this mean no more character typings? No, it does not. I will continue updating FunkyMbti.com for the indefinite future, and those posts will automatically be ported over to this tumblr page, along with posts from Sixy Pixie (which I may expand to include general Enneagram posts/information/insights).

All it means is I am retiring from answering typing questions. I will still be active in various online communities, doing research, gathering information, and sharing it on my blogs. My interest in MBTI has waned since writing my book (which I consider the “achievement” of over a decade of work/research/learning), so the best way I know of is to move forward.

Does this mean I can’t request characters anymore? No, it does not. You can always contact me through FunkyMBTI.com’s contact page to make character requests. I have an ongoing list of characters people would like to see, and I hope to get around to most of them. (Such as, people want to see The OC, The Scream movies, and more Hollywood icons, such as Natalie Wood). I also have Sanditon, more Shadow and Bone typings, etc., coming.

How can I know about your Enneagram book and/or other books? Thank you for asking! You can either stay tuned here, since any announcement posts on my blog will update here, or you can join my mailing list to receive all my updates (of reviews, upcoming books, free book giveaways, and more).

Are you going to delete Funky on tumblr? No, it will stay up as long as tumblr survives, not only as a monument to my zillion hours of work, but to the thousands of people who braved the internet to ask me questions and allowed me to showcase my “Big Sister Energy.” Ha, ha. Seriously, though, I appreciate all the questions, comments, compliments, and submissions over the years, including the gigantic assortment of characters from shows/movies I may never watch.

What now? I will stock the queue for a few months and take time off, and then hopefully dig more into the Enneagram, since I think that has real potential to change people’s lives for the better.

Final Thoughts:

It seems fitting that I close “the end of an era” (as my ENFJ friend put it, when she heard about this) as I approach the end of a “decade” in my life, and a big “0” birthday. I can’t exactly recall how my journey started. I think I took one of those MBTI quizzes, shared by a friend on some social media website, got mistyped as an INTJ, and fell down a rabbit hole that took over my life for over a decade. I went through every possible type known to man (other than SP), and can now finally claim with authority to be an ENFP.

I made all the mistakes you are going to make, if you are just starting out on this journey of self-awareness – I listened to the wrong people, I took in the wrong information, I mistyped myself and others, I had to unlearn everything that made no sense, but along the way, I learned how to introspect and be present with myself. To pay attention to what I am doing, and why I am doing it, and that is the most valuable take-away from this experience. You can either go through life oblivious to your true self, or you can go through life friends with yourself, and aware of both your strengths and your weaknesses. I recommend the latter. It's hard but worth it.

Doing that for so long, getting used to being “wrong,” prepared me to read my first book on the Enneagram. And it changed my life. I knew I was a 6, that there was nothing “wrong” with me, that other people struggled with the same things I did. And my introspection started growing deeper. There were many ego battles along the way, denial of the aspects of 6 profiles that I didn’t want to admit to, followed by resignation and self-awareness (that I do that too, and it’s revolting!). But it’s a journey that I intend to walk on, for the rest of my life, and I’m glad to know these things. I wish I had known them sooner. I would have been a much better friend.

All of my current friends came to me through Funky. My friends in Sweden and Tennessee and Idaho and India and Philadelphia and Florida and Spain and Greece. I would not know them, had they not reached out to me, asked me a question, asked if we could e-mail, or helped me figure something out. Funky has been my “social” life for a decade. Some of them are still with me, even though one of them is not – Maddie, my beloved ENTP co mod, my zany, nutty, wild-hearted 793 “DJ” who could simultaneously make me laugh until I cried and drive me insane with frustration, passed away of a heart attack during the pandemic in 2021. One minute she was in my life, and the next she was gone forever. I never told you at the time, but it seems a fitting end to my time here, to pay homage to a friend I hope to meet one day “in person” in whatever comes after this. So Maddie, thank you for everything you put into this blog with me, thank you for the hours of fun and laughter, for the many hundreds of posts that will stand as a testament to your memory. I miss you. And I hope wherever you are, you are doing something crazy.

Thank you, dear reader, for coming with me on this journey. I know we shall meet again.

XOXO, Charity / ENFP Mod / Big Sister Energy

#mod post #farewell on this venue #see you elsewhere!

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outofthiisworld · 4 days

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GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!

name: Boo! pronouns: She/They (no preference, i like both :3) preferred comms: tumblr ims mostly! if we mesh well+spoken ooc a lot we can chat on discord too :) i uuh do tend to forget to check my discord messages outside of my webhooks however names of muse: Ophelia, Doc, Copycat and Father Necrosis rn! A few ✨secret-menu✨ muses/npc’s as well

experience in RP: been rp’ing since i was 13 so bout 14 yrs exp rn! (i say 10+ in my rules tho cause that’s one less number i have to change each birthday)— most of my experiences have been w/ a close knit group of buds that soon turned into 1+1 rp’ing with a bestie im still VERY close with :3c

i dabbled in online rp’ing around eeeeeehhh 2015ish but i certainly wasnt putting myself out there like i am now sdfsdfg

best experiences: the entirety of this blog tbh. a few bumps in the road and learning curves to get back into the groove of things, but ultimately i feel like a carved out a really excellent and chill lil’ corner on this site :”) special shoutouts to some really INCREDIBLE partners and buds that make rp’ing on here beyond delightful:

@pzfr is a phenomenal writer, a beyond thoughtful rp partner and perhaps a bit too powerful of a creative— personally if some horrific yet comedic demise should befall me then i trust full custody of doc & ophelia to him 100% HE GETS IT (don’t u worry i’ll live forever tho). For real though, there's such genuine love in the way he works with the genres that inspire him as well as with writing as a whole! @5mind GAAAARLIIIIIIIC. we continuously cook up dubious foods in the dms; our plots are forebodingly diabolical (affectionate) and [covering garlic's ears] i still plan to consume their brain for power. he’s got THE most creative and inspired never before seen characters on this side of the universe that i adore so so so much and tbh if you aren’t following her like…….bro be fr with me rn like why @riiese Mark’s writing legitimately inspires me. They are THE voice master dude. The way they weave words together feels right out of a fairytale with this whimsical magic to it that gets me lost in the moment!!! i can’t help but get swept up in their beautiful prose!!! @dynamoprotocol BRO lowkey i remember being shocked when I saw he followed me. From the writing, the care to detail, the art, Clarissa/Chance’s development, the worldbuilding, AND he’s CHILL AS FUCK??? and you wanna follow ME dude??? for real though, i cant sing enough high praises!! @natterghast i stumbled upon her by chance and sooooooo happy i did <33 their ocs absolutely captivated me, each one has this cozy cosmic horror vibe that im? obsessed with?? AND THE WAY SHE WRITES IS SO GORGEOUS AND FULL OF MEANING AND CARE THEY PUT IN AND [wrattling the bars in my enclosure]

there are so many more i can shout out but i will have to cap it here since this post has gotten ... so long and i am now so sleepy. Genuinely though, everyone I follow and get to see pop up on my dash both makes me day and inspires me as a creative each and every time!!!

pet peeves/dealbreakers: the biggest ones for me rn are like … needlessly aggressive ooc attitudes, be it towards anons, in rules, in posts— esp if someone is flaunting about being mean i uh. have fun i guess? not for me.

Condescending rules, especially those geared towards oc’s, might even result in an insta-block from me. (i promise it’s okay to just say ur selective overall and leave it at that).

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ): I generally like to lean more into light-hearted & comedic stuff, esp when first interacting but cus it’s fun! Once I get comfy with my rp buds tho i do loooooove to get into the meat n potatoes— the drama, the action, THE DRAMA!!! <- but a nice balance is important to me!

if everything is doom n’ gloom all the time without either a break, some sort of bitter-sweetness, and/or light at the end of the tunnel— then The Dread™ starts to feel too much for me :0 that being said … horror is … so much fun too <3

plot or memes: memes are a life savior esp when it comes to breaking the ice— i wouldn’t be cookin’ up like. any of the delectable plots i got brewing in the dms without em >:0

long or short replies: BOTH! i tend to naturally lean towards longer replies, moreso because i always have A Lot To Say™️ but i love goofing around with shorter stuff <3

best time to write: if i had my way it’d be an hour or two after i wake up in the morning and made myself my fancy energy drink + did my n.eopets dailies 💕 i try to make sure i get one day off like this each weekend it’s so lovely. Otherwise, i try not to stress about it too much and do what i can. i want my rp buds to know i genuinely dont mind waiting for replies or anything and i think it starts with how you hold yourself to that same degree too

are you like your muse?: ooooo aren’t we all in some way? it’s important to sprinkle some part or facet of YOU into them, especially ocs!

i will say, Doc is far closer alike to me versus anyone else on this blog, esp when it comes to values! he’s just far more gung-ho that i could ever have the energy to be tho. also i hope im not as stubborn as him 💀

i did give Ophelia my weird girl tendencies tho but cranked that shit up into MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE!!!

tagged by: @pzfr

tagging: i uh. i think most of my mutuals already got tagged this SO if you see this and you havent........PLEASE do this and tag me weeheehee <3

#👽 … ooc #👾 … dash game #//under a readmore cause as usual i had SOOOOO much to say #//this was a lot of fun tho!!!

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Woah! I would have never thought that lil guy was a dream friend :0! I would love to hear more about it!

it's a long story www I'll just put it undercut to avoid clogging people's dash

cw: possibly bad grammars, mention of bullying, description of children's nightmares, kinda a vent? idk

Back in my elementary school, I was a very naive kid, bright, curious, cheerful, but naive kid that always do her best in school, that also along with the friendship.

You could say, I kind of like that one kid who do errands for her "friends" To make them happy around me and stay by my side(read; their side). I do what they say, I believe what they say, I blindly trust them. etc.

Doesn't mean they're mean to me! they're kind and kids are kids you know? but well ehhh I don't want to talk about it.

There this one time in four grades if I remember correctly, they play with this game on their phone they snuck in(phones are not allowed in school), this thing where it talks back to you, almost like sim.simi in a way.

There's like about 8-9 female students and I'm one of them. The one pulling the prank is them on me, where they scared me off with this talking creature on phone, that it would visit me at 3 am, how it would take me away from earth to go elsewhere like hell. Little kid me believed them of course, and I cried, scared of the possibility, they're not comforting me in the slightest and rather laugh with others seeing me cry, they don't stop at their prank and even continue to make it worst, making me cry more while they have fit of laughter together.

They apologize after long minute of me crying scared and said it was a prank, but they continue to laugh, because it's funny for them to see me so livid over their prank. Mind you, I'm very emotional kid with very active mind and like to image stuff(still am).

At night, I can't get to sleep, even though I sleep with my Yayak(a caretaker I considered my own big sister) in the same room, there's window by our bedside, I sleep closest to the window and at the edge of the bed, it was dark outside.

My younger self start to image scary things, a hand trying to reach me from under the bed and drag me down somewhere, a tall shadowy figure smiling eerily with sharp teeth like needles, knocking the window while peeking through the curtains, lots of stuff.

I stay up until exactly 3 am, waiting for something, waiting for the thing my "friends" spoken to me to come and get to me, my mind is full of terrifying scene. I don't want to wake up my Yayak, because she need rest after long day of taking care of me and my little brother, and at young age, my head have been tempered with idea how I should act like an adult, I shouldn't act like a kid and brave my fears as I'm the eldest child.

But the thing never come to me, and I'm way to tired to keep myself awake and finally I fall asleep from exhaustion.

Now this is where I meet them, my dream friend for the first time.

My younger self expected I will have nightmare like usual, how I will scream in terror and trying to wake up from those dreams. But no, this time it's awfully peaceful, way to peaceful than my usual dreams, I don't know exactly how to feel, I found myself in a beach with large sunset slowly falling down into the vast ocean.

There's someone there, sitting beside me, I don't know who is it but their presence comfort me. The only thing I can describes about them is that they have short black hair, white shirt enough to cover their knees and their white short too, I can't remember their face, it's blurry.

I thought it was the thing that my "friends" talk about, but I throw those assumptions away as I can't feel any threatening things coming from them nor them trying to hurt me.

Instead, they talk to me with such warmth comforting voice and offered me to play beach ball with them, I don't know where and when they found the colourful ball from but I can't refuse their offer. We run around the beach and play with beach ball, tossing it to each other until I'm out of breath, it was fun until it last.

Then we go back and sit down watching the sunset. I believe, if my memories serve me right, my younger self said something close like,

"Can we met again like this?"

They give me a nod, "of course, It's you, I like spending time with you."

Without saying any goodbyes, I woke up and it's already morning. I readied myself to go to school, feeling my heart light and warmth for the possibility of meeting them again next dream and after.

After the first dream, if I dream once again, I will meet them again, they look different each time, sometimes older, sometimes younger, sometimes they can be a girl or a guy, it's up to them for how they look(or up to my dream(?)), somehow I know it's them, even though they don't confirm it was them, I somehow knew it was them.

If my dream is peaceful, we would run around having little adventure with just the two of us in whatever dreamland I had. If I'm having a nightmare, they become my guide and whisk me away from those nightmare to somewhere safe, or sometime they stay by my side to help me fight my own nightmares.

There's a quote I made in this blog's description before I'm getting many followings, my older followers and mutuals probably would remember.

I kinda forgot the wording, but it's kinda close with this one ↓

"Do you still remember our first meeting? The time where the sun is setting down, where the wave dancing upon the shore."

I wish to remember the dream we first met and not forgot about such important thing, their presence becomes something part of my life as I grew older, and I'm happy I still remember it until now.

Yeah, that's all www

Sorry for the long story. If you read this until the end thank you, it means a lot for me :"]

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archandshri · 1 month

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22nd March ‘24 - [arch] Mad About Munch, Warm-up sketches and daaarknesss???

Good evening, Shri! I forgot that it is Friday, but at the beginning of writing this, I have an hour and 27 minutes until Friday is over, so I WILL be on time!

Wow, like a lot has happened? But I also don’t have tons to show for it. (it’s because I’m working on cool secret project that I’m not allowed to talk about which is fun!)

Stuff i have been doing

Museums :0!!!! I have been travelling and in my old age apparently, I like old art now???

Gathering a lot of reference images - photos, but also general inspiration

Finally organising my digital space a bit! I backed up like 3 years' worth of Procreate images and cleared out half my iPad

Getting some of my sketchbooks, especially comic development, digitised and onto Google Slides! I follow a similar process to when I was at uni still, with a huge PowerPoint for a project that contains reference images, inspiration, plot bullet points, and links to google docs where I write the scripts, development sketches and finals. It makes it super easy to go back to important parts of the development and be reminded of things I might have lost in the development process

Warm-up sketches because you bullied me into it (affectionate)

Continuing to explore colour

2 things I would like to tell you more about: 1) Edvard Munch!!!!!! If you ever get the chance to visit the Munch Museum in Oslo, do it!! I hadn’t seen a whole museum dedicated to one guy before, but seeing so much of his work in one place, in person really helped me understand it better. They also had a fantastic audio tour to rent that made it super accessible. I had just come from thinking about colour last week and becoming more comfortable with darker colours, and I had been thinking about personality and narrative in settings and backgrounds - both of which he does really well. In particular, The Sick Child, Eye in Eye, and The Sun stood out to me.

2) Play. AGAIN!!!!! I feel like I’m constantly having to fight myself, reminding myself to let go, play around, and explore without the expectation of a final outcome. You told me to try some 20 min warm-up and cool-down sketches - which I’ve been doing and has been going great! They’re not all perfect and aren’t supposed to be, but I’ve also had some really fun outcomes that wouldn’t have happened otherwise. I also feel like I’m getting more of a grip on colour :0

Plus, I’ve found that I haven’t wanted to post my terrible sketches or even my better ones?? Which has been nice to make without the need for sharing. However, I have found myself craving a final image to share with all of Tumblr and Instagram, thinking of possible images that would do well on those platforms. I think there is a small part of me that wants to create those because it would be fun, but I think it’s mostly to fix the number-shaped hole :/ Hank Green made a good video which mentioned the fact that platforms are EXTRA BAD with teaching creators to be addicted to them, even more so than consumers. Video here. It’s good.

I was listening to the Imp and Skizz podcast earlier (Episode - Rendog pt 1), it’s a great podcast, they chat about Hermitcraft a bit but mostly about what being alive is like and being a creator, I really recommend them too. Anyway, Skizz said he was once told to ‘create videos that he wanted to watch.’ And I think it’s a good approach to have when creating. What do I wanna see/ read?

I would love to chat to you about the balance between dark tones and silliness in storytelling too, but it is 11pm and I do have to get up early tomorrow. Plus, I’m not sure I have enough thoughts yet. But for now, it’s left me thinking: what do I want to make? Am I campable of silliness in stories? I want to tell stories with an undertone of darkness, that discusses difficult themes, but how to we do that while keeping it entertaining and not just Too Much(™)?

I dunno, just thoughts I’ve been having. I wanna get them down, even if I don’t have any solutions yet. In the meantime, please accept these sketchbook pages in lieu of philosophical answers.

Thank you for listening to my rambles once again!

Love <3 Archie

Ps. I saw Frozen the musical and it was Very Sibling, and I cried. It made me think of you and I think you would like it (it’s only a bit different to the film but it makes such a difference omg)

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ilovewriting06 · 1 year

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This is a request from @kati-1997

I bite my tongue to keep from screaming as I hide behind a dumpster. Little background story, okay so, I have a cat named Mittens and she got loose and me, being the ever loving mother that I am, chases her into an alley, where I’m currently hiding behind a dumpster watching a man stab another man to death. I look around and think the coast is clear so I take off running and being the clumsy ass that I am trips over a box and catches the attention of the murderer.

I get up again and take off running as he chases behind me. I run into the crowded street and try and scream when a hand is out over my mouth and I’m dragged into another alley. I let the tears fall down my face as I’m slammed against a wall. I look into the face of the murderer and chock on my breath, it’s Marcus Young. Another back story, Marcus Young is the son of a multi millionaire and is suspected in four murders, gun smuggling, drug smuggling, human trafficking, and God only knows what else. There’s been witnesses, but they’ve all mysteriously vanished or turned up dead in an unfortunate accident days before the trial.

I glance down at the knife and back into his face before I do possibly the stupidest thing I’ve ever done I scream. I scream at the top of my lungs before kneeing him right in the crotch and I take off running again when he falls to the ground in pain.

I pant as I bust through the door of the HPD. I run to the desk sobbing, “You have to help me, please you have to help me.” An officer comes over to me and tries to calm me down, but there is no calming me down, “Ma’am please slow down, what happened.” I grab onto his arms and shake, “He killed him, and then tried to kill me, I got away but he’s going to kill me, I know he is. Please, you have to protect me!”

By now there are four officers trying to assess the situation and calm me down, “Who? Who tried to kill you?” I sucked in a breath, “Marcus, Marcus Young.”

With those words everyone started scrambling as the officer yelled, “Someone call Commander Steve McGarrett and tell him to get down here ASAP!” I cling onto the officers arm as he leads me to an interrogation room. I sit down and wrap myself with my arms and screech when the door is thrown open to reveal a tall muscular man with black hair and piercing blue eyes followed by a short not as muscular blonde with blue eyes. I quickly recognize them as Commander McGarrett and Detective Williams of the 5-0 task force.

Commander McGarrett pulls the chair across from me out before sitting down. He scans me over and I see his demeanor quickly change from determination and anger to calm and understanding, “What’s your name ma’am.” I wring my hands together, “Y-Y/N.” He nods, “Okay Y/N, can you tell me exactly what happened?”

I tell him and Detective Williams what happened and I gasp, “Oh no!” Commander McGarrett glances at me in alarm and I continue, “Mittens! I didn’t find Mittens! She’s all alone, outside!” Detective Williams walks forward, “Don’t worry it’s just a cat, she’ll survive on her own.” McGarrett spins around and glares at the short detective and I stand up now a little pissed, “No disrespect Detective Williams but my cat is the only family I have and if you think I’m going to leave her outside by one of the busiest roads in Oahu you are sadly mistaken! I would rather die than lose Mittens!”

He stares at me as well as his partner before he splutters, “That’s exactly what will happen if you go looking for her.” I feel my eye twitch before I growl, “Then so be it!” And then I’m storming out the door to go find my cat.

Steve’s POV

I look at Danny irritated, “What the hell Danny!? It’s her cat and obviously she cares deeply for Mittens.”

He scoffs, “Seriously? Of course you’d take the suicidal cat lovers side. You know you and her would get along great maybe when it’s all over and if she’s still alive you can take her out to coffee.”

I roll my eyes before pushing past him and running down the hall after Y/N, “Y/N! Wait!” She stops and spins around, “Yes, Commander.” I sigh and walk to her, “I’ll go with you to find Mittens.”

Y/N’s POV

I smile and hug him, “Thank you!” He awkwardly hugs back as everyone in the station watches, “It’s not a problem but I’m going with you.” I nod, “I could tell I liked you.”

In minutes I’m sitting in the back seat of a black Camaro speeding down the freeway with a pouting blonde and a smiling brunette, “Something tells me Detective Williams isn’t a cat person.” The commander shakes his head, “Oh absolutely not, hates them, thinks they’re the devil himself.”

I glare at the detective, “Well then, I’m glad he has a smart partner.” Williams scoffs as if I just told the biggest lie he’s ever heard. I make eye contact with McGarrett through the rearview mirror and he smiles, “Thank you Y/N and please call me Steve,” he points over to the blonde and continues, “And the pessimistic blonde over here is Danny.” I nod before I recognize where we are.

When I get out of the car I lead them down the alley to see the guy that I watched get murdered. I turn and bite back tears as Steve wraps his arms around me in a comforting manner, “Danny call CSU.”

When everything is taken care of the boys and I go on the hunt for Mittens. Steve pokes up from behind a trash can holding a little black and white cat with white feet and a pink collar, “This Mittens?” I screech and run over, “Mittens! Thank God you’re okay!” I take her from Steve’s hands and pepper her face in kisses.

I cuddle Mittens and look between Steve, Danny, and the rest of their team since Steve recruited them to help find Mittens, “I need to go back to my place.” Steve walks towards me, “No absolutely not, Marcus gets rid of witnesses and I sure as hell am not going to let that happen to you.” I smile at him, “Well, then where am I staying?”

I drop my bag inside the door with Mittens on my shoulder, “Hmm, nice house.” Steve comes in behind me and nods, “Thanks, look I’m sorry we didn’t set you up somewhere nicer but this is the only way we can guarantee your safety.” I look around, “Honestly, I’d prefer staying here and feeling safe than staying at home or in a hotel worried someone is going to stab me in my sleep.”

He nods, “Yeah I get that.” After the grand tour of the house he shows me into a bedroom that is very obviously lived in and if the smell tells me anything, it’s Steve’s room, “This is where you’ll be staying, I have a spare room but Junior, you met him earlier, that’s his room.” I nod and furrow my eyebrows, “Then where are you sleeping?”

“The couch.”

I frown and shake my head, “No.” He looks at me and chuckles, “It’s okay I was in the Navy I’ve slept on worse and I’m not letting you sleep on the couch even if I wanted to, it’s to close to the door.”

I cross my arms and think, “Fine, you’ll stay here with me.” He blinks a few times before rubbing the back of his neck, “Yeahhh, I don’t know. I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.” I glance at him and shrug, “Trust me I’ve done a lot worse than sleep in the same bed with someone I just met.” He raises and eyebrow and I chuckle, “Oh nuh uh, I ain’t telling a cop half the dumb shit I did.”

Time Skip

I sit outside on the patio with a beer in my hand and turn at the sound of claws hitting concrete. I turn to see a golden lab coming towards me. I quirk a smile and pet him when he set his head on my lap, “Where’d you come from fella?” I look up to see the man I quickly recognize as Junior comes out followed by Steve, “He’s Steve’s dog.” I smile and look at Steve, “A dog and a cat person, I really did find a gem.” He laughs and sits beside me, “Mittens won’t mind him will she?” I wave my hand and take a swig of beer, “Nah, she’ll be fine. She was raised around a dog.”

I laugh at another story Steve tells me from his time with Navy, “Oh that is pure gold! You really did that!?” He nods, “Yeah I don’t do too many smart things.” I laugh, “I don’t either. I’ll tell you a story but you have to promise not to arrest me.” He chuckles and nods, “As long as it’s not murder we’re good.” I laugh, “Well it’s not murder. Anyways this one time when I was in college I got drunk and went streaking through the campus, somehow didn’t get caught but it was fun until the hangover.” He chuckles and I continue, “Another time I did get in a knockout drag out fight with someone, it almost got me expelled from college.” He looks at me in question and I look down and sigh, “It was this dude, Derrick, he uh went out with my best friend at the time and drugged her and raped her. I found out and beat the living shit out of him. There was no proof so he didn’t get charged and I got mad and almost got arrested for it.”

He looked at me not with pity but understanding, something I admired him for, he didn’t hand out sympathy and pity he told you how it was, “What happened to her?” I look down as tears cloud my vision. I look out at the skyline and wipe away a tear, “She uh, she committed suicide a year ago, never got over the memories I guess and one day I came home and found her in our bathtub with gashed wrists. M.E. said she had water in her lungs so she went under before she was dead. She bled to death and drowned all at the same time.”

He turned in his chair and laid a hand on my knee, “It’s not your fault.”

“I know.”

“No, you don’t. I can see it in your eyes, it’s the same thing that lived in mine for years. You did everything you could for her. Nothing you did would have changed what happened.” I nod and set my beer down, “God, I’m so pathetic. I’m crying over this when you’ve literally been to hell and back and seen things and done things no man should have to do.”

He shrugged, “It doesn’t change how you feel, yeah I’ve been through hell but that doesn’t mean her death isn’t any less significant.” I nod before looking at him with a genuine smile, “Thank you Steve.”

I sit up in bed with a gasp as I pant for breath. I quickly feel the bed shift as Steve sits up and grabs my arms, “Hey, hey it’s okay. It’s okay, no one’s here.” I suck in deep breaths as he grounds me before I relax into his grasp, “I’m sorry.” He looks at me in the moonlight and shakes his head, “It’s okay, I’ve been there.” I smile and lean into his chest as I nod, the next thing I know I’m drifting off to sleep in his comforting arms.

I open my eyes and wince at the sunlight before sitting up in bed to see it’s empty. I stretch and smile remembering how Steve calmed me down before I get out of bed and start down the stairs. I walk in the kitchen and chuckle when Steve turns around and I notice Mittens perched on his shoulder the way she sits on mine, “Morning sleeping beauty.” I roll my eyes and scratch Mittens’ chin causing her to purr, “How long have you been up?” He glances at his phone before thinking, “Like 15 minutes.” I roll my eyes, “Oh my how could I sleep in soooo late.” He nods, “I know right.”

I skip up the stairs after deciding to go on a swim with Steve, luckily I brought a couple bathing suits. I slip on my black bikini before grabbing two towels out of Steve’s bathroom, per his request, before skipping down the stairs.

I walk back into the kitchen and blush as Steve looks at me. I glance at him and bite my lip since he’s shed his shirt and was left only in his swim trunks. I’m broke out of my daze, “You ready?”

I nod my head and head outside following behind Steve. When we get in the water I watch as Steve disappears below the surface and I screech as I’m pulled under. When I resurface I’m deeper in the ocean and I splutter the water out of my mouth. I glare at Steve while pushing my hair out of the way. He looks at me with a goofy grin and I splash him with water, “You jerk.” He grabs my hips and pulls me in, “It was worth it to see your face.” I roll my eyes and furrow my brows before I bring a hand to his hair to fix it so it wasn’t on his face. As I run my fingers through his hair I start humming ‘Harleys in Hawaii’ by Katy Perry remembering the one part of the song. He pulls back and chuckles, “What are you humming?” I take my hands out of his hair and chuckle, “Harleys in Hawaii.” He furrows his eyebrows, “Why?” I laugh and hold his shoulders, “Because the one part of the lyrics says ‘let me run my fingers through your salty hair.’” He opens his mouth in an oh shape before asking, “Wait aren’t the next lyrics like, explore the island or something?”

I nod and he shrugs, “Doesn’t apply to me I’ve seen the island.” I bite my lip, “Steve?” He hums out a what and I blush, “I’m pretty sure she meant for the guy to explore her, ya know?” He furrows his eyebrows before he gets what I’m saying, “Oh, oh, yeah, I haven’t done that.” I chuckle and sing song, “Yet.” His eyes widen in surprise, “W-what?” I smirk and push off of him to swim a lap before yelling, “You heard me!”

When we finish our swim Steve tackles me back into the water I resurface and spit water out, “Would you stop that!?” He hums as he pretend thinks before tickling me, “Nope.”

I thrash around in the water as I giggle and yell at him to stop. He doesn’t stop and keeps going and I grab his shoulders, “S-st-stop!” “Nope.” I wiggle in his grasp before wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling myself right against his body to block my stomach. He looks down at me and I look up at him and he starts to lean in before we jerk away at Danny’s voice, “Steve! Where are you!?” I jump off of him and walk to shore followed by Steve. When we get there I grab my towel and dry my hair and then my body before looking between Danny, who had just found us, and Steve, “I um, I’m gonna head uh inside.” I don’t wait for an answer before I rush inside and beeline upstairs. Did we really almost kiss? Did I want him to kiss me? Would he actually ask me out after? I think the answer to all those questions is yes.

Steve’s POV

I lower my head to kiss Y/N until Danny yells and she jerks away before untangling herself and rushing towards shore. When she’s in the house Danny looks at me as I glare at him, “What? Did I interrupt something?” I glare before aggressively grabbing my towel and his eyes widen, “Shit I did didn’t I?”

I spin around and throw my towel at him, “Yeah dipshit you kinda did!” He rushes after me as I walk towards the house, “I’m sorry okay, I can leave and come back!?” I walk into the house to see Junior in the kitchen, “Hey, how did you convince her to go swimming with you in the morning?” I shrug, “Said she liked swimming, she’s pretty good.”

They watch me as I grabs a glass of water and I snap at them, “What!” They shake their heads before Junior says, “It’s just you seem agitated…sir.” I put my glass beside the sink before going upstairs. I walk into my room to grab some clothes and spin around when the bathroom door opens and Y/N walks out in nothing but a towel.

Y/N’s POV

I hum as I get out of the shower and smile as I wrap a towel around my body and think about the almost kiss.

I walk out the door and into the bedroom and grip the towel a little tighter when I see Steve staring at me surprised before he apologizes, “I’m sorry I was expecting you to take a little longer, most girls take long showers.” I chuckle, “Its okay Steve, and I’m not like most girls.” I walk a little closer to grab my clothes from the bed and accidentally trip over my shoe and catch myself on Steve’s chest. He looks down and whispers, “I’ve noticed.” I blush as I look into his eyes and see the same look in his eyes as when we were in the ocean. I hold my towel with both hands as I whisper, “Kiss me.”

He glances at me to see if I’m being sincere and when he sees I mean it he grabs me and pulls me into a kiss. I move in closer and deepen the kiss as his hand runs through my hair. I release my towel and grab the back of his head to pull him closer. I shiver as my towel falls around my feet and moan into his mouth as his one hand runs down my back and stops at my hip and pulling me in impossibly closer.

I run my hands across his shoulders before he picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist before he spins us around. I pull him onto the bed with me and throw my hand back knocking my bag onto the floor. I sit up pushing Steve to stand as I blush before darting to the ground to pick up my towel, “As much as I would love to do this I’m not going to do it with Danny and Junior here,” I walk past him and pat his chest after I grab my bag and head back to the bathroom, “And you owe me a date, and then we’ll continue this.”

One Day Later

I follow Steve into 5-0 headquarters looking around. I smile as I see Tani. Tani and I spent most of yesterday together while Steve and Danny worked a case. I walk over and give her a hug before waving at Lou. He smiles and nods, “Hey Y/N.” I nod before walking back over to Steve and standing side by side. He glanced at me with a small smile before turning to everyone else as they start working on a different case.

I lean back in Steve’s office chair and throw my feet up on his desk while doing a word search. I glance up as my babysitter for the day walks in, “He’s going to kill you if he sees you not only in his chair but with your feet on his desk.” I glance up and shrug, “Ehh, I’ll be fine, Danny.”

He scoffs and circles the desk peeking over my shoulder, “What are you doing?” I throw him a look before answering sarcastically, “Oh I don’t know paper machete.” He glares at me and fights back a smile before I laugh. He laughs and nods, “You spend too much time with Steve.” I smile at the thought of Steve and he plops down in a chair on the opposite side of the desk, “Now that is not a smile you smile when you’re humored rather a smile you smile when you’re thinking about a special someone.”

I blush and look back down at my word search ignoring him but he’s not having it, “Oh no no don’t you dare, tell me.” I chuckle, “Danny we aren’t teenagers.” He smirks, “Isn’t stopping you from having a teenage crush.” I throw him a glare, “It is not a teenage crush.”

“It’s only not a teenage crush if you make a move on it.”

I hum and circle another word and he leans forward, “That is unless you have made a move.”

I shrug, “We sleep in the same bed, what do you expect?”

His mouth drops and I smile as the door opens again to reveal Steve. He comes in and steals my word search and then steals the pen from my mouth and circled a word, “You missed gorgeous.” I click my tongue and steal it back as steve looks at Danny and rolls his eyes, “It was a word on the word search Danno.” I smirk and give Steve a mischievous smile telling him I know that gorgeous was indeed not a word on my word search.

I laugh at a stupid joke Danny made as we ate dinner at Steve’s after Steve got a call and excused himself. I glance at Steve and my smile slips away as he looks at me worried before he gets off the phone. When he comes over and sits back down beside me he squeezes my thigh, “That was Duke from HPD.” I nod my head as I remember the name from the other day, “Yeah, what did he need.” Steve glances around the table before licking his lips, “Your house burned down. Firefighters say it was arson, they think it was Marcus.”

My eyes widen and I get up and step outside as I process that my house and all of my possessions are gone, and there is no getting it back. I turn around as Steve grabs my shoulder, “It’s going to be okay.” I turn around and throw my hands up, “How!? How is it going to be okay!? He burned down my house! I lost EVERYTHING! I have NOTHING!”

He pulls me into his chest as I cry, “You have me, I’m not going anywhere.” I nod and hold onto him for dear life, “What do I do now?”

He pulls back and holds my arms, “We give him what he wants.”

“What?”

“We kill you, not really, but we have the news say that you died in the fire and you stay here until the trial.”

I nod my head, “That’s actually a good idea.”

He smiles and I bite my lip, “Can I kiss you? Because I really need you right now.”

He nods and pulls me into a kiss and I melt into him. I pull away and cuddle into his chest, “Don’t let me go.”

“I won’t.”

Danny’s POV

I watch as Y/N tears up and runs outside and I watch as Steve goes out and comforts her. I look at everyone around the table when he pulls her into a kiss and she automatically relaxes into him telling me that is definitely not their first kiss. I look at Tani knowing if anyone knew she would since her and Y/N are bffs now apparently and see she is as flabbergasted as I am.

Everyone at the table smiles as she cuddles further into his chest and he holds her a little tighter making it clear to me and probably everyone else seeing what I’m seeing is that Steve will do anything to protect her.

Y/N’s POV

I pull away from the hug still keeping my arms around his waist, “We should go back in, tell the team the plan.” He smiles and nods wiping a stray tear off my cheek before grabbing my hand and leading me inside.

When we sit back down I sit a lot closer to him than before and everyone looks at us. I take a sip of water as Steve tells them the plan and everyone agrees and then the heat turns to us, Lou being the first to speak, “The plan sounds great, now when did this happen?” He motions between us and Steve glares and I squeeze his hand that is intertwined with mine under the table before I answer, “Um, the day before yesterday.” Danny nods and Junior narrows his eyes, “A day after you met?” Steve nods and Danny smirks before Steve glares at him, “However if it wouldn’t have been for Danny it would have happened about ten minutes earlier.” Danny looked between us, “You mean to tell me you two decided to go out was while I was still there.”

I blush and look at Danny, “Yeah, when I got out of the shower.” Danny and Junior’s nose scrunches at the thought and Steve cuts in, “Relax you two it didn’t go any further than kissing, Y/N stopped when we remembered you two were downstairs.”

One Week Later

I pace around the house as Junior watches me, “Would you stop you’re making me dizzy.” I groan and look at the man who has become like a brother and complain, “I’m sorry Junes but I can’t take it anymore, he won’t even let me go swimming!” He stands up and grabs my arms and forces me to sit down, “He’s protecting you.” I sigh, “I know and I appreciate it but I just want to go outside.” Instead of Junior talking to me this time it’s a voice I’ve come to love, “And you will, in two days.” I turn around and whine, “Why not now?” He sighs probably getting tired of my whining, “Yes, I know you’re getting tired of staying at home but you’re supposed to be dead which means no one can see you until the trial on Friday.”

I grumble and sink down into Steve’s chair and watch as Junior grabs Eddie and makes a half ass excuse of going on run before disappearing. I pout and look at Steve and he squats down in front of me, “I know you’re getting cabin fever baby, but hold off, just for a couple of days.” I lean forward and cup his jaw, “I know and I’m sorry for complaining.” He smiles and nods, “It’s okay.”

I pull him up and into my lips before I break the kiss, “Since Junes is gone, wanna make tonight a date night?” He smirks and leans over me resting his hands on the arms of the chair before leaning down, “Mmm, I signed on for one date, this would make it three.” I wrap my arm around his neck, “Yeah, but the best part comes after the date.” He hums and chuckles as his lips meet mine yet again.

The Day of the Trial

I bite my nails as I sit in a conference room with Steve waiting on the prosecutor to come get me, “Steve, what if he gets away with it?” He looks to see the worry in my eyes and frowns, “He won’t. Don’t worry about anything other than testifying what you saw and watching his face when he sees he has no way out. It’ll make you feel powerful and proud knowing you are the one that put that scumbag behind bars.”

I nod and before I know it I’m being called to the stand, “For my next witness I would like to call Y/N Y/L/N to the stand.”

I rub my hands on my jeans before looking back at Steve and the rest of the team who give my nods and smiles before walking up to the stand. I glance at Marcus and smirk at the disbelief on his face, Steve was right this does feel fantastic.

“Ms. Y/L/N, could you tell the people of the jury what you saw on the afternoon of August 4th?”

I nod, “Yes sir, I went into an alley near my house and watched a man attack and kill another man with a knife.”

I glance at Marcus and smirk slightly at his deer in headlights look, even the best defense in the world couldn’t get him out of this one, “Did you see the face of the man who murdered the other man.”

I shake my head and hold my hands, “Not at first no, but after I saw the murder I ran and tripped which is what caught his attention. I tried to run away but he caught me and pinned me to the wall.”

“Ms. Y/L/N could you tell me who it was that you saw?”

I nod, “Yes, it was Marcus Young.”

“Ms. Y/L/N, what happened after that? How did you get away?”

I cleared my throat and sat up straighter, “After he had pinned me to the wall he held a knife to my chest but before he could do anything I screamed at the top of my lungs and kneed him in the balls…sorry I kneed him down south. He let go from the pain and I ran until I was in the HPD office.”

The court chuckled slightly at my statement before the prosecution hands me off for the defense to question, “Ms. Y/L/N, why were you in that alley way?”

“My cat, Mittens, had escaped earlier that day and I was looking for her as that is where she has hidden out before.”

She nods, “Is it not true that you lead the people of the public to believe that you had been killed?”

“Yes ma’am I did, but it was for my own safety that the 5-0 task force ran with the story when my house was burned to the ground, something that was proven to be arson.”

I can see in her eyes she knows her case is falling apart but she gets motioned over to the side by a man who had just came in. When she looks at me she has a small smirk on her face, “Ms. Y/L/N, is it true that you have a sexual relationship with Commander McGarrett?” My eyes widen and I look at Steve frantically, this was not something I was prepped for.

The prosecute jumps up, “You’re honor that has no relevance to this case!” The judge glances at the defense attorney and she defends, “It is possible that Ms. Y/L/N was sleeping with Commander McGarrett and was told about my clients failed cases in the past and made this whole narrative up after they found the body to help her boyfriend put him behind bars!”

That is not what happened miss bitch. The judge allows the defense continue and I choke on my spit as I nod, “Yes, I have a relationship with Commander McGarrett.”

She looks at me and smirks, “When did you meet Commander McGarrett?” I smirk as I realize that this bitch really thought I was sleeping with Steve before this, “I met him on August 4th, after I had come into the police department and given a statement. If you don’t believe me you can go through my phone records. I had only heard of Commander McGarrett until the day your client murdered a man in front of me and instead of taking the consequences like a man pinned me to a wall and tried to kill me. The fact you think I would throw a trial or even lie while under oath is highly offensive and no matter my feelings for Steve no man, and I mean no man could ever persuade me to do something as vile as what you are not only accusing me of but also accusing Commander McGarrett of, a man I may point out served this country for years and even after leaving the military still puts on a gun and shield to protect this island, even for those that don’t deserve it. So, to answer the question you really want to ask, no, Steve did not change my testimony by a single word.”

After I’m done I lean back in the chair with a satisfied smirk as the courtroom fell quiet.

After the trial I walk out into the hall to catch my breath while the jury comes to a verdict. Steve and the team come out and I look at him, “How the hell did she know about us?” Steve looks between all of us and shrugs, “I have no idea but it doesn’t matter, you handed her ass to her in there.” Lou nods, “Hell yeah you did, you ever think about being a lawyer, cause I’d sure as hell hire you to be my defense attorney.” I chuckle, “Nah, I’d rather be a stay at home cat and dog mom.”

We stand in the courtroom as the jury files in and the head jury member stands up, “We find the defendant….guilty in murder and attempted murder in the first degree as well as arson.”

I squeal and hug Steve as I watch Marcus get hauled out by the court guards.

After the Trial

I take a swig of beer as I watch Mittens swat at Eddie’s tail and look up when Steve sits beside me, “So, I was thinking,” I cut him off, “Oh no, that’s never good.” He glares at me playfully before wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer, “Ha ha, but no seriously, how would you feel about staying with me and Eddie? Mittens loves it here, I think you do and you wouldn’t have to look for a new place.” I smile and look at him before laying my head on his shoulder, “Yeah, I like the sound of that.”

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Could you give some advice for your language learning journey (material wise and also how you stay motivated)?

Hello! ^^ Well I'm not an expert but I will try to help. So, to get something clear about my journey, I didn't get a good start by myself.

Journey part (feel free to skip it if you wish, I just felt some context might help with motivation cause I'm a slow learner and struggled to find my pace, as well)

I started listening to Japanese music in 2012, but only found the motivation to start learning the language in 2015. I'd already heard I needed to learn hiragana and katakana first so I was discussing that with a friend, who had then suggested me a YT channel, which I unfortunately no longer follow, but basically there was a dude who taught people how to play Shogi, the Japanese chess, and just so happened to have a playlist with teaching people how to write hiragana and katakana. The reason why she suggested that guy was because she too wanted to learn obviously and found that his explanations were very good and he also wrote the actual characters during the recording so that you could copy it. Nowadays that is so easy to find though, like, I don't know if you've already learnt yours, but if you haven't, try "how to write hiragana & katakana" or sth similar. There are so many Japanese people teaching stuff on YT nowadays that will be the easiest thing to find. After that, I wanted to learn some kanji obviously and get into grammar. That's how I had learnt English too, so essentially, my thought process was trying to imitate what my English teacher had done while teaching me when I was little (In Greece we learn foreign languages in more detail in separate schools from our main ones hence why I personally went for that.) So I kept searching and found JapanesePod101 but quickly realized any free materials were limited so I kept looking and found a grammar guide which I still have and I could mail it to you if you want, but it was a bit too much, I have to warn you. I also found a list of kanji for N5 level and started copying them in a notebook. Some people learn easier by just repeating stuff out loud, personally I am the copy paste type, so I wrote for example one kanji, then covered it with another object and tried to write it from memory and then again and again. 10-15 times depending on how difficult I considered the kanji. But then came the problem of motivation. I wasn't studying as much as I wanted and I felt I needed a teacher, not only so that I studied more but also because I needed sb to tell me when I am doing sth right or wrong since I had 0 knowledge of the language. I got lucky and there was 1 Japanese woman who was teaching in my island and her prices were low so I discussed it with my family and we agreed I could give it a try. All that happened in 2018, so I kept trying by myself for 3 years without significant progress. So this woman had me sit a test to see what I knew so far and then we started having lessons in a class normally. And that's how I actually got to learn part of the language well. In 2020 it was I think, that she decided to drop teaching for JLPT and do only speaking cause she herself learnt any languages she spoke without learning grammar, or writing and yeah we had a big disagreement on that and well I left cause I wanted to learn the language as a whole. That woman could speak 4 languages but all broken and I wanted to be fluent. So then I looked around, found nth on my island, but thanks to the whole Covid situation more schools in my country had started distant learning programs so I found another school in Athens within the same year and continued with them. The lady teaching me there was more of my kind of educator so I kept learning with her until last September. The reason I stopped was for finances and also because I had learnt all the grammar I needed for N3 but lacked severely in kanji and vocab so I felt it was better to take sometime to enrich those and keep revising my grammar until this December when I hope to eventually try the test.

Advice

I will list materials in the next paragraph, I will stick to motivation and advice for this one. Unfortunately I can't be very spot on this, cause each person learns differently, but I think that if you lack motivation there are 2 ways to approach it: The romantic one and the logical one. The romantic one is finding a passion around the language to keep you going and the logical is to find an affordable teacher online.

When it comes to passion, this is what drives me in life and I don't know if I should suggest it to others, but passion has taken many people far in life, and the fact I am personally failing doesn't mean it's a bad approach xD. That's how I learnt English too. It is expected from every kid in Greece to learn it, but I was begging my parents before I even knew that was expected of me cause I absolutely loved foreign music and I wanted to understand the lyrics. I was obsessed and still am. Just the thought of being able to understand all those songs, and later, when I realized how commonly used it is, that I could explore stuff and meet people from every place in the world only added fuel to my fire. And the same thing happened with Japanese. I was soooo mad I couldn't understand what my favorites said, not every band had translated material online and I needed to know. Although, to be fair, there was more to it, it's my dream to work with these people so if I wanted to be serious with my goal, I had to learn the language and be able to communicate with them. So yeah, if you have any passion around your target language it helps. Be it arts, travelling, making friends, you name it. Only you know your own desires. However yeah, if you are dealing with mental illnesses or ADHD or several other factors that can affect your mood and learning flow, passion alone can be tough to use, hence why I too needed sth more than my romanticism to get a solid start.

As for the logical part, I think it speaks for itself. It's so much better to have sb keeping you on track and that I think is sth that worldwide approach to education is responsible for. We weren't taught many things by ourselves as children, there was always someone more knowledgable leading the way. So yeah I think it's important to have sb, either local or not who knows the language better than you, around, at first at least, so that you get a feeling of the language, if you know what I mean. Japanese is a language with completely different writing system and grammar rules than most western languages so, it's really hard expecting your brain to figure everything out by itself. Part of me thinks it's easier for Chinese people, because their writing system is similar (I could be wrong) but for a person not born around Asia, I think we all struggle, especially those of us with motivation and self-discipline, when it comes to education, issues.

So yeah, all in all I'd suggest you did both, like find sth that you know will benefit greatly from your learning the language and a teacher. However, if you are as shy as me or freaking out as much as me about how legit some online app with teachers is, I'd suggest you looked for either institutes or solo teachers in your region first, and only if you find nth, proceed with online stuff. I am in no way saying that you can't find a good teacher living somewhere else, I just personally freak out about money transactions with other countries, or if I don't know how legit the app is, fearing I will get scammed and stuff like that. Mostly irrational fears. ^^' And don't get too stressed about doing this long term. Even 1 year of studying with someone else might give you enough of a gist to continue by yourself. ^^ You will have established a routine with them, which you could then continue on your own instead of trying to make up a routine blindly.

Materials

Let's talk materials now.

If you are the book type, like me, you might benefit from a Genki book. Now you've probably heard of people tearing this book apart about how "not good" it is, but I learnt quite a lot from it and it's very beginner friendly imo. I have an archive link with both the 1st and 2nd Genki (https://archive.org/details/Genki/Genki-ElementaryJapaneseWorkbookI).

But these are just for some basic grammar and reading. You can't learn only with those. When it comes to your kanji, sure you can learn from Genki's list, but they are not very accurate to the level of the book. For example, the first Genki book has kanji I came across with my 2nd teacher in N4 class and she was shocked I knew them already xD. I was like "It was in Genki!" and she was so mad xD. She was making her own content for her lessons and using some photocopies from another beginner Japanese book I forget rn. But yeah your go-to for Kanji for N5 and N4 is "Nihongo Challenge N5-N4". For higher, I'm afraid there isn't one of the same name and you will have to turn elsewhere. (I have a pdf of that book if you want it too, feel free to send me your email address and I will send it ^^) As for vocabulary, I'd suggest "Tango 1000 Essential Vocabulary for the JLPT N5". Very good book. There was sb who had uploaded it on YT and I'd swear I had the link to it but can't find it in my bookmarks for some reason. That I have only in physical form I'm afraid and it's a bit tough to find for free somewhere, but if you find a link or choose to buy it, it's so good!

For listening, I'd suggest you started with a few simple ones like those in JP Launch (https://www.youtube.com/@JpLaunch). I haven't tried their grammar videos so I dunno how helpful those are, but their listenings are nice for a start, after you've learnt some basic vocabulary and grammar. You can search their channel for N5 listening or N4 or whichever is your level and you will get plenty of stuff. ^^ And each listening includes unknown words you might hear during the exercise so that you can jot it down and learn them. ^^ That is another big thing I'd suggest btw. Apart from a notebook for copying kanji and words however many times you need to learn them, I'd suggest you had one more, preferrably with many sections, I forget their name in English, in which you will be noting every new word you find. Cause learning vocab from lists is one thing but you might find many new words through texts you read and listening exercises. Keep track of them and learn them whenever you can. I personally have mine separated by hiragana so that if I ever find a word that looks familiar but can't remember if I've learnt it before, I can go to the hiragana it starts with and find it easier. That way I also know which words I need to revise. When you've learnt everything from these books and want to try mockup tests, straight up search JLPT N5/4/3 whatever and listening next to it on Youtube. There are many of them and, even though they are a bit simpler than the originals, they help a lot with testing what you get by ear. And they also have the solutions after each question or at the end of the video so that you know how well you did. ^^

For full mockup test papers I don't know what to suggest. I must have some in pdf still but most stuff I have are N4 if you want them.

As for where to look for teachers in case you find nth closeby, I found several on a site called italki. I eventually never contacted anyone but my first teacher had told me to search there so I bet they are legit. I remember there was a specific system with which I had to pay that I didn't like but you might not mind it.

What else.....I think I covered everything. You might find useful material in the official JLPT page too, for each level. I remember searching there before. Oh and try to write sentences. When you learn sth grammatical for example, try to write 5-10 sentences using it. You won't be able to test how well you did without a teacher but it's important to try, imo.

But yeah if you are an audio learner, do consider Japanese cinema and series as well. Anime can be fun but they usually speak slang or ways that most Japanese people don't use. Both my teachers had told me that. When you get more familiar with the language sure, try them without subs, but as your starting listening material, nope. Jrockers do tend to speak in ways you'd see in anime, and so do people in the gaming and anime fandoms too, but outside of those spaces not so many do it.

As for a dictionary for words and how to write each word: https://jisho.org/ It's super good! It has words, it has conjugations, sentence examples, little gif-style video for how you write each kanji to know with what turns you write each line, etc. Amazing site!

Aaaand finally for the speaking part, I have 0 suggestions. I too agree with people saying you need sb else to talk with to get used to it. So yeah if you can approach sb on social media, good, otherwise try Hellotalk (app) or Tandem (another app for language exchange)(haven't tried them yet but people on reddit say they are good).

ps: don't go hard on yourself if you can't study for hours on end. Just make sure you can free 30 minutes for it every day at first and with time you can get to more. I started with 20 minutes a day due to trauma, I used to study way more when I was still at school but being forced into a uni i didn't want ended up with me having hard time studying for even 10 minutes, but then slowly through learning Japanese, because I liked studying it too, it got to 20, then 30 and now I can read from 1-2 hours a day. Take it slow if you have to, just don't skip days unless you absolutely have to, cause that's how you break a routine and can be tempted to not go back to it.

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That was too long, I apologize, but I really hope sth out of everything I mentioned helps. It's a tough language and keeping up greatly depends on sth that keeps you going back to it, I believe. If you are not naturally drawn to learning many languages for the fun of it, you need sth to hold on to it, so do look for it and hang on it for dear life. Also, I came across this video the other day, I've yet to check the list she mentions, I don't know if it's free, but she also mentions a site named Refold that has many free resources if you want to check it out. Here's the vid I'm talking about: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XyEioinPKvk

Best of luck and I hope you find the type of resources that are more of your type asap so that you get to learning asap too! ^o^/

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veryinnovative · 6 months

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this is about to be a long fucking ask sorry lmao 😭 (but also..not rlly sorry)

james’ shorts have absolutely no chance against his monstrous thighs, they are fighting for their lives truly. i have always said jeg gives very sakuatsu vibes to me, but I think u could combine that a little bit with atsuhina?? james met sirius when he started high school, instantly fell in love with playing for him, and upon hearing about the younger black brother/seeing him play for the first time james instantly knows he wants to play with regulus one day as well. i think there could be a fun combination of that scene where atsumu tells hinata he will set for him one day but it’s the sakuatsu vibes of regulus just beeng entirely unimpressed with him when they first meet and even when they do start playing together. i feel like you can say that setters & liberos are the backbones of the team….james & reg being the ones to keep their teams together !!

also remus!! i vibe with him being a pinch server / middle blocker i think. imo he is very much like yamaguchi where he loves playing but he isn’t a prodigy and has no desire to pursue it beyond high school, he’s just there for the good vibes & to see sirius’ ass in the tiny lil shorts

also going off topic for a sec here…..skimmed through your prompt list and I can very easily say I am obsessed with most of them!!! the cat cafe? yes. shibari james? need him always & forever. hockey jeg fighting through the penalty boxes?? obsessed. older reg & younger james?? tbh haven’t thought about that much but I am sooo here for it. EROTIC CANNIBALISM!! i’ve always wanted to make an attempt at a vore fic im very happy there are others out there with the same goals as me ;) alpha/alpha jeg! i am…very insane over a/b/o and love everything with them always!

ok I could probably go on forever but I will cut myself off here lol!

u cld literally send me an ask the size of a novella nd id still eat it. cass i wna live inside ur brain. the atsuhina moment never even rly came 2 me. i am so obsessed with james' dramatic point of a finger. even better if one hand is curled into the net. absolute freak behavior when he states 'one day we are going to play together. until then, good luck trying to dig up my serves every game.' nd reg's like ? ok troy bolton.

[this is so fucking random but miya twins moments between regulus nd sirius if they ever did play together. I'm thinking abt sirius going for a serve nd it hits the back of regulus' head and then they're both fist fighting]

middle blocker remus is a fav of mine. even after high school he attends all their games together with the others like the girls (marlene. mary. lily) and he always wears an extra hair tie around his wrist for sirius. like even tho they don't play together anymore remus still has a spare one.

AND THE PROMPT LIST... i genuiinely wrote like 0 </3 mainly bc my laptop died on me and the display needed changing and I'm still waiting for it to come home. BUT YOU GET ME!! YOU GET ME! i need james to be tied up and tied down. arms behind is back or to the headboard. legs bend and rope loops around them. just entirely at regulus' disposal who first edges him to hell and back nd then overstimulates him until he's crying (overstim is my fav thing to write). AND THE OLDER REG & YOUNGER JAMES IS SOMETHING IV BEEN WANTING TO WRITE FOR A WHILE.. i love it when the older one is also the shorter one nd just a grump nd wears the expensive suits nd then u have james who wears the most horrendous time-withered Christmas sweater at home in early autumn nd manages to reduce scary CEO regulus black to a sobbing mess in his bed

vore fic... i've been thinking about one that's a little more hannibal-inspired. but also one a little more supernatural? I don't know. ghoul-esque jegulus or something so that when they vore neither of them has to die. it's just about wanting to consume. to absorb. to want someone so bad you need them to continue existing inside you. like sex doesn't even cut it you NEED to crawl into their ribcage. if u write a vore fic a tag is mandatory. i need to read and eat that shit up like they eat each other. i have this one line in future chapters where james tells regulus something along the lines of 'i am so in love with you it drives me insane i don't know what the insides of your eyelids look like and you do'. it's just about being so obsessed with someone you need them to stop breathing and be the one who does it for them. needing them to have one part of you in their being at all times. then again i just write jegulus crazy like this... woops

and i swear to god last thing bc now I'm also rambling nd gonna be late but alpha/alpha drives me insane. especially if there's a rut. the mild roleplay involved in it. the power play. I had a little excerpt of it written but alas, laptop still sent for repair. a few months ago I did write a little alpha/alpha stsg thing for my best friend nd geto gritted shit out like 'im going to breed you' bc gojo was riling him the fuck up while having his back blown out and it's also just so alpha/alpha jegulus (nd rosekiller) core. i just love alpha/alpha dynamics.

OH MAN IM SORRY FOR THE SPAM LMAOO. it's like a morning paper to trudge through. either way ty for the ask love <3 I hope u have a nice day/evening/ night

#answered #this was gna be longer but i need to rush out the door #all the ideas nd thoughts..#cant believe i met someone who thinks jeggy = skts ...#i thought i was being delirious

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caregiver-twylas-daycare · 1 year

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Hello Little ones and Caregivers! This is my pinned post!

DNI: kink, ddlg, abdl Anti-LBGT, abliest, and Racists ETC! This is a non -sexual platform and will NOT be sexualized on my page!

This is SFW and a safe place for Littles and caregivers to be themselves and to enjoy their time here. Any blank accounts will be blocked.

If anyone wants to talk or needs a helping hand, my messages and asks are open! This is completely platonic!

If you want to get to know me more outside of me being a caregiver or AgreDre, please refer to my main blog @twyla19 . I have come to the realization that some regressors like talking to me while not regressed. I think this would be easier to separate possible adult conversations. I know many of you have trauma around them and do not want your regressed self to possibly see those conversations.

I made an Instagram! There is nothing on it yet, but I hope to share stuff on there as well!

I have an AgeDre blog!

Credits:

@cutiecorner made my new background. It's a CG Twyla flag!

I made my own profile picture!

I have commissions open! Go here for the post! 2 slots open!

Below is more information!

✨️Looking for asks?

I have found a thing called help, heard, hug. This means what you need the most at this given moment. I tend to always want to help littles when feeling sad or down about something. I know that isn't always what you all need, so if you put in the number (1) like this, it means you want help. (2) for a hug and (3) is to just need to have someone listen or be heard.

You do not have to use an emoji if you do not feel comfortable. Or giving me a nickname or pronouns. Do what makes you comfortable!

✨️Rules for asks

NOTE: This will continue to change as this page grows.

What is OKAY for asks:

babbling, being silly, wanting to see how I am doing or tell me about your day. Showing me the drawing or things you get, asking me questions, of course, general light topics like missing someone or wanting to chat.

What is NOT OKAY: talking about self-harm, especially thinking about harming oneself, any kind of trauma.

Since i am back at school, i will be quite busy. I might still post or reblog things, but I can be overwhelmed with all my school responsibilities, online friends, asks, and so on! So Asks will be answered on weekends when i have more time and DMs are going to be more prioritized.

Note: If you are someone who does not feel comfortable with DMs, please make sure that you do not talk about something that might be triggering for others. I want to celebrate things while also keeping asks a safe space since they do get posted to my blog and are public.

Please do in DMs:

Vent about trauma, about your day, anything that is just weighing heavy on your mind. Longer conversations (during school year)

Last asks note:

I wanna be here for you all while also making sure I am safe as well. I do not have any topic that can be taken off the table. However, I want things that are super personal or may be triggering to be in my DMs since Asks are public. I want this to be a mental health safe space. I want you all to talk about the tough feelings, and if it gets super personal, I just want you all to stay safe in all ways. Many littles come to my page for different reasons. Some want to get away from their stress and traumas, and some are involuntary regressors due to their trauma.

In conclusion, I'm just trying to look out for everyone, plus myself, and staying safe is my most important thing, kiddos!

Taken emojis for Anon:

🐊🦀🍼🧵🥁🦈🦦🍄💫🔮🐨🦋🌹🦭📻🐈‍⬛💥🐻‍❄️🖍🕯🐇 🧨✨️

Double emojis

🎨🎸, 🐬🪼

I also have systems who use multiple emojis per alter.

✨️About me, Caregiver edition:

Nicknames! So far, I have Twy, Baba, Mx. Twyla, and Twy-Twy !

I welcome any and most nicknames and will be happy with anything.

I am not looking for a long-term kiddo at the moment. I will gladly talk with you if you need it! I feel more comfortable being a babysitter or just someone you talk with while small.

I do prefer gender neutral or more masculine ones! Especially compliments.

I am an open book. Nothing will bother me if you want to talk about it. I have the mental capacity to listen! I do not judge you for your past or what you have gone through.

[This section will be updated as I see fit]

✨️About me, personal:

Here are a few things about me that I think would be helpful! I am disabled, nonbinary, and asexual. I have gotten myself into Bluey, and I collect monster high dolls. I am a disney person! I usually like princess movies or the young kid tv shows like Good luck Charlie or Jessie. I'm in college to become a music teacher and my main instrument is violin! I love any shade of purple and definitely a cold tone person with green and blue being 2nd and 3rd for my top 3 colors!

Oh! I LOVE squishmallows! I have quite a bit of a stuffy collection. otherwise, they're in storage, sadly due to me not living with my parents.

I personally feel like my interests haven't changed since being a kid, just my maturity has aged. With this being said, I have found that I do regress, but it is so intertwined with my personality and who I am today that I can not specifically regress or know my age. Some things just make me so happy, and I have found a few words that made me feel smaller in comparison to myself now.

✨️If you want to find stuff specific to my posts, here are some tags!

#Caregiver-Twyla: will be my main one for this blog.

#TwylaAnita Art: is for all my art I post!

#caregivertwyla asks : This is for any and all asks from anyone on this page!

#Cgtwyla reblogs

#Twylas sfw agere moodboards

#sfw caregiver #caregiver twyla #sfw agere #sfw age regression #safe agere

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torotauri · 2 years

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Concussion | Shin Yuna [ITZY]

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Yuna POV

Watching my boyfriend Y/N play for the university championship is truly a spectacle. I get to brag about him in front of my friends because I have a boyfriend in the university football team. Y/N is one of the best player in the team and he puts in a lot of assists and passes for the attacking players. The game is currently tied at 0-0 and there was a big chance for Y/N's team to score a goal here. A corner was whipped into the box and Y/N jumped up trying to win it. However, instead of heading the ball he bashed his head straight into the opponent and immediately fell down onto the floor. I was shocked, the referee stopped the game immediately and called the medical staff onto the pitch which they carried Y/N off the pitch with a stretcher.

I was in complete shock about what I just saw. Y/N down on the floor after a head clash. The medical staff are panicking a little bit which was never good. The ambulance came onto the pitch as well and things looks very serious in this situation. I quickly ran onto the pitch to see how Y/N is doing, despite the referee trying to stop me. I need to get onto that ambulance and go to the hospital with Y/N. Once I was at the hospital, the doctors and nurses stopped me in front of the partition saying that I am not allowed to go in with Y/N. I looked into Y/N's eyes, he looks so weak and his eyebrow was full of blood, before the doctor took Y/N through to the other side and closed the curtains so they could check Y/N's situation. I waited outside praying that Y/N was fine.

Few Moments Later

Y/N POV

I didn't really know what happened, one moment I was up in the air and now I find myself in the hospital. Honestly, I didn't remember what happened but I as I opened my eyes I saw my girlfriend Yuna there looking at me very worryingly. My head was in a little bit of pain but most of my pain came from around my eyebrows. I was trying to figure out what just happened but I can't remember anything. I just saw my shirt covered in blood. I decided to ask the doctor to see what just happened, but Yuna beat me to it.

Yuna: Doctor, is he ok? What happened to him?

Doctor: Well he suffered a head clash and a concussion. He's passed out straight after the impact but he's alright now and we have given him 5 stitches for the wound in his eyebrow. Just let him rest for a few days and then he will be alright.

Y/N: Wait, I did what? Why don't I remember anything?

Doctor: It's probably the effects of your blackout and the concussion. Everything will be fine if you take enough rest.

Yuna: Thanks doctor. Come on babe let's go back to the dorms so you can get some rest

On the way back to the dorm, I was feeling hungry as I passed through the McDonald's. The smell of a McDonald's burger and a McFlurry was really attractive, and I really fancied some dinner from McDonald's. I asked Yuna if we could stop and grab a bite at McDonald's but she had other ideas.

Y/N: Yuna ah-, can we have McDonald's for dinner? I'm hungry.

Yuna: No, I'm going to cook you something healthy for dinner (aegyo).

There is no lying that I was disappointed because I can't have my cheat meal. However, she put up her cute aegyo that I can't reject so we continued walking back to the dorms.

Once we arrived at the dorm, Yuna immediately told me to get some rest which was annoying because I was still feeling the adrenaline from that football game I just played earlier, but she was very demanding which means that I have no other options but to follow her demands and went to the bed quietly.

Yuna: Right, you need some rest.

Y/N: But I'm hungry not tired.

Yuna: You heard the doctor, you need a lot of rest. I'll make some dinner and then bring it over to you later.

Slowly, I fell asleep. And when I woke up, I woke up to the smell of soup which just made me more hungry. I opened my eyes and saw Yuna sitting next to the bed holding a tray. I thought to myself, dinner must be readied and tried to get out of bed so I could finally eat something. However, once again my actions are stopped by Yuna.

Yuna: No stay in bed, let me take care of you and feed you.

If I'm honest, I don't hate this as much as I thought I would and in fact I was enjoying that I was being taken care of by Yuna. Her cute and caring personality is why I fell for her in the first place.

Yuna: Say ah- (feeds you).

I just sat up on my bed as Yuna fed me the soup she made. It was mushroom soup, my favourite dish and I can tell you that she is a master of making mushroom soup. It tastes so good. That night, we just ended up cuddling and went to bed together. I thought to myself, maybe this injury that I suffered won't be that bad after all......

Y/N: Yuna.

Yuna: Hmmm?

Y/N: I love you.

Yuna: You don't have to tell me that every day. Good night anyways (blushes).

The Next Day

Even with the concussion I suffered yesterday, life needs to go on. There was classes me and Yuna need to attend. I woke up a little bit later than usual and found Yuna has already left for the campus to attend her morning classes. I didn't have any morning classes so I just decided to hang around the dorm for a little bit. I found out that Yuna has put a tuna sandwich in the fridge that she made before she left for school this morning with a note on it. I ripped the note off and read it before having the sandwich.

Later That Day

Classes weren't fun. All of them were boring and I was struggling to focus on what the professor said. Thankfully, I have finished all my classes for today and can look forward to an evening of fun. A few of my friends has asked me to play some chilled football with them after class which I was really looking forward to because I really like football.

Mark: Yo Y/N. We're going to have a chilled kick around at the football pitches. You down?

Y/N: Of course I am, you can always count on me for it. I'll go get changed.

Scott: See you at the pitch bro.

I was trying to rush back to the dorm so I could get changed for the football but immediately I ran into Yuna who was looking confused as to why I was being so rushed.

Yuna: Y/N? Where are you going in a hurry?

Y/N: Oh hey babe. I'm having a kick around with a few of my friends. I'll be back for dinner.

Yuna: No you can't go. You have just been in a concussion and the doctor said you need some rest. I am not letting you play football for at least 2 weeks. Tell your friends that you will join them next time.

What a bummer. Because of a head injury that I don't even remember having, I can't play football with my friends and was now stuck in an evening in the dorm with Yuna probably studying or doing something that will not be as fun as playing football.

I wasn't really in a good mood after Yuna decided to killed my fun so once we went back to our dorm, I just went onto my bed and lied on it going on my phone. Yuna could probably tell that I was a little bit annoyed but that didn't stop her from joining me on bed, put a movie on her laptop and tried to cuddle with me. I don't know what the movie was but I wasn't going to pass on an opportunity to cuddle with my cute girlfriend so I just gave in.

That night, we spent the whole evening cuddling in bed and watching some movies on Netflix. It wasn't how I had planned my evening to go but at least I could enjoy some alone time with my girlfriend Yuna. Thinking back, this concussion wasn't really that bad of a thing. Sure I didn't get to play football for at least 2 weeks according to Yuna, but the way she took care of me from yesterday and today was really heartwarming. And after a brilliant dinner prepared by Yuna following her feeding me once again, I tucked her in bed and gave her a kiss on her forehead as a gesture of appreciation for how she has took care of me ever since I was discharged from the hospital.

Y/N: Yuna, I love you. Thank you for taking care of me (kisses forehead).

Yuna: I love you too Y/N, and come to bed. We have class tomorrow.

#fluff #kpop imagines #kpopfanfic #kpop fanfic #kpop #kpop female idols #kpop fluff #yuna #shin yuna #itzy #itzy fanfic #oneshot #kpop oneshots

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