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sporadicthingcollection · 2 years

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Did Irno have breatafeeding troubles with other kids? 🤔 Like with Win maybe better or same but with twins she might over produce as she had twins instead of one? 🤔

Oh, she'd definitely overproduce. Her body loves to spite her. Luckily, that's something that there will always be a demand for.

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Bane is flipping an egg when Bambi slinks into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and clutching his teddy bantha. Bane wonders if he should still be sleeping with a stuffy at his age, but there's probably no harm in it. Nothing wrong with soft, warm, fuzzy things.

"Mornin', boy," he says.

Bambi lets out a loud, tooka-like yawn. "G'mrrnll," he mumbles, setting the stuffy on the table.

Bane can't help but snicker. He got the worst of both worlds -- your compulsion to be up early, but Bane's slow start. It takes him a half an hour to be fully awake.

"I'm almost done here, if yer hungry," Bane says.

Bambi yawns again. "I'm just gunna have cereal."

Bane quirks a brow at his son. It's not like him to turn down hot food. "Feelin' alright?"

"Didn't sleep good," he murmurs. He pulls a box from the cupboard and takes a bowl from the drying rack. "What do you do when you just can't sleep?"

'Wake your mother up for a quick screw' is his first thought, but he keeps it to himself. "Get up. Stretch. Walk around. Check on de girls." He returns his attention to his egg, giving the yolk a poke. Almost done. "Den go back to bed an' cuddle yer momma."

He hears the clatter of pouring cereal. "Must be nice havin' someone to share a bed with."

The clattering continues, and Bane turns. Half of the box must be in that bowl, and it's not the healthy kind of cereal -- there's no way something called Sugar Crunchers is anywhere in the same star system as healthy.

"Dat's why ya can't sleep," Bane says. "All ya eat is sugar!"

Bambi wrinkles his rostrum. "Nuh-uh," he says. "I eat pasta, too!"

Bane had no idea if the boy is being a wiseass or if he's actually that dense. "You're gonna get fat, kid."

Bambi snorts. "You're one to talk, ol' man. Y'ain't exactly a twig right now."

Is he wrong? No, but Bane has got a good reason for the paunch he's sporting. Hormonal surge during a mate's pregnancy makes male Duros store fat so Mom can go hunt after the baby is born... Or that's how it was eons ago. Not much hunting happening on orbital cities, but biology is always slow to catch up.

He levels a finger at the boy. "Don't get fresh. I'm still faster'n you."

Bambi blinks, then mimes pulling a blaster. It's a game they've played since Bambi was knee-high to a blurrg. First one to say 'bang' wins. Both amusing and good training.

But Bane is wearing his gunbelt. He pulls his LL-30 and has it levelled before Bambi's even extended his trigger finger.

Bambi yelps and jumps so high that he falls out of his chair, landing on the ground with a thump. "Yer makin' breakfast at six in the mornin'! Why d'ya even have that on?!" he squeaks.

"In case I need to remind ya who yer daddy is." He twirls the blaster and slips it back into its holster. "Now shush before ya wake de girls up."

The boy mutters something about shoving cotton up Bane's blaster barrels as he clambers to his feet. He heads for the refrigerator as Bane turns to slide his egg onto the plate.

He does feel a bit bad for that stunt. But Bambi knows he'd never hurt him on purpose. And a little spooking every once in a while never hurt anyone.

"Any plans today?" he asks.

"Nuh-uh." The fridge opens and closes. "Mez wants me to help with her math homework, but that won't take long."

If Bambi was any other teenage boy, he'd know he was lying. But he's got a mind for math like Bane's never seen. The kid can calculate fuel costs, compound interest, and figure out how much to tip the waitress entirely in his head. He wonders if he and you made the wrong decision in pulling him out of school and not pushing him to be an accountant or something.

But then he remembers how miserable the poor boy was just in primary. Constantly forgetting assignments. Constantly being reprimanded for not listening. Constantly getting low marks in everything and being picked on for being Bimbo Bambi.

Faking a stomach ache. Begging him to let him stay home. Sobbing into his shoulder. Trembling like a pitiful little leaf. Day after day after day.

He thinks he made the right decision.

"Yer sister payin' ya fer yer services?" he asks.

"I never work for free." Liquid pours into the bowl. "Ten creds an hour."

Bane whistles. "Nice gig."

"It was thirty, but Momma made me give her the 'friends and family discount," he says, "but her friends are comin' over, too. They're payin' triple."

Bane grins to himself. Attaboy.

He switches the stove off and turns to join Bambi at the breakfast table, only to notice the empty glass bottle on the table and the cereal bowl full of liquid. Bambi is shoveling spoonfuls into his mouth like a starving man.

"Winrel," he says slowly. The use of his given name makes the boy pause, and he glances up at him. "Why'd ya put dat in yer cereal?"

"...'cause it's polkweed milk?" he says.

Bane turns the bottle around so that the label faces the boy. It used to be polkweed milk, but a piece of tape covers the label with writing in bold, black letters.

100% ALL-NATURAL ZELTRON BREAST MILK, it reads. PUMPED ON PRIMEDAY. SELL BY THE 5TH. DO NOT DRINK ME.

The blue drains out of Bambi's face. The spoon clatters to the ground as he vaults out of his seat.

He nearly crashes into the Little Lady as she pads through the doorway. She blinks at him, then at Bane.

"Is he okay?" she asks. "And are you okay?"

"Yep," he croaks. He glances down at his egg and his stomach churns a bit. He doesn't want to eat anymore. "Made ya breakfast."

Her little face lights up. "Thanks!"

She sits down to eat while Bane disposes of the cereal. Drain the liquid then the rest in the trash.

You poke your head through the doorway, your hair still in curlers.

"Cad, why's our son losing his mind in the 'fresher?" you ask flatly. He jabs his thumb at the bottle on the table, and you slump. "Bimbo Bambi?" you ask.

He nods. "Bimbo Bambi."

"I'll go calm him down," you say with a sigh. "Scramble me an egg?" He nods, and you depart.

It's a mean thing to call him and he'd never say it to his face, but damn if it doesn't sum that boy right up sometimes.

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crystals-to-dust · 6 months

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I've been trying to teach myself art and one of the resources I've been using is drawabox.com

One of the homework assignments in the first lesson is to draw rotated boxes. It's meant to be difficult and it's not expected of the student to get it right or understand it entirely but to get them to think. Well, I've spent days trying to process that particular homework assignment and managed to do this last night (blue ink).

I think I did pretty good ... except I now how to do it again with a felt .5 mm pen, black ink because that's what the course requires. During the process of god only knows how many retries I made some head way and my arm twitched *twice*, causing me to curve my mark making. I got so angry I literally had to go outside at four in the morning and walk around my god damn yard to calm down. I've been in a foul mood ever since but I got it done (did I mention that I also recovering from the flu?). I'm not happy with the second one (black ink) but by god thats what the critiques are gunna get.

If I can complete the last two pages of homework, drawabox lesson 1 will literally be the first thing I have accomplished in years. My mental health has been shit ... well, it's never been good to begin with but the last few years have been especially hard on my mind and body. I've lost jobs, people, pets, sanity, money... so much crap in the last few years from nervous breakdowns, weight gain, and time lost to just being too tired to do anything ...but damnit if I can just manage this one thing for myself, I'll call it a victory.

#art #drawabox #rotated boxes #learning art #self taught artist #boxes #mental health #frustration #unbridled fury #life #drawabox.com #small victories

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poetic-emjay · 2 years

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October 5, 2022

Yesterday didn't end well. At the end of the day I felt so down that my chest actually starting having sharp pains. So many things are going wrong these days, I think even more so than ever before. I'm very tempted to just end it all. If I don't then I really need to keep myself busy and distracted.

Yesterday I was supposed to clean, but I only ended up doing about 25 minutes with very late at night, which isn't much considering how messy my place currently is. But it's better than nothing, and assuming I don't make an even bigger mess, 25 minutes a day is 3 hours a week. I did take out some overdue garbage though, so that's good.

Anyway, with the exception of studying for Friday's test, all my homework for this week is done. I do have a number of things due next week though - gunna have to really work on those this weekend.

Wednesdays I have two classes, but I'm considering not going today. Neither class has attendance or in-class participation assignments. They are both electives and the first one has all the learning information online, so I should be okay if I'm not in class for the slides.

The second class, the teacher isn't feeling well so it'll be online - and if I go in to my first class, I won't make it back home in time for the online class as there is only an hour gap and I need at least an hour and a half to get back. I don't want to wait around at school just to do class online.

Normally, with travel time, Wednesdays are about 10 hours of school. The classes themselves are only 3 hours though. I'll save so much time that I can hopefully use towards important stuff like cleaning. Okay, I think I talked myself into it.

The first class starts at 1:30pm. I have a call at 10am with a potential client - it's 8:30 now, so I should eat and get ready.

Plans for today include doing at least one load of dishes, more tidying of the kitchen so I can get in there and mop, and some work on organizing my office space. I also want to start doing 10 pushups a day, so I guess I should get to that.

I don't want to think about last night, so I gotta make sure I'm really busy today.

#Day 5

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luvfae · 2 years

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LITTLE STAR

PART ELEVEN

summary: elliot's been watching you for a while, but he never dared to approach you. you were a good girl at heart and he didn’t think you'd want anything to do with him. all of that changes one friday night at a party, when both of your worlds collide.

fandom: euphoria

parings: elliot x f reader

warnings: swearing, drug use, smut, choking, unprotected sex

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You listened closely as Rue screamed at her mother, bangs and crashes echoing throughout the house. You sat by Elliot's side, your hand in his as your eyes looked down at your feet.

After Elliot had came clean to Jules last night the both of you kissed and made up, you got high together and not just high from weed, but various different pills. Elliot woke up the next morning feeling guilty, for multiple different things. For Rue, for Jules, for you.

"I see what the fuck is going on here," Rue said, glancing between the three of you. You refused to look at her. "Well first things first, Elliot here is a fucking addict," Rue said, walking over to him. "So if he tells you anything different he's a liar and a fucking snake," Rue said. "Fuck you!" She yelled, slapping his forehead.

"Don't touch him," You said, looking up at her friend.

"Y/N.. sweet innocent Y/N," Rue said. "You come around and rub your perfect life in everyone's face. What are you gunna bitch and moan about today, Y/N? Your perfect grades?" Rue asked, laughing at you.

"You know what, Rue? You have people around you who still care about you even though you're constantly fucking up," You said, standing up. "You need to show some respect. Look at what you're doing to your family. Your mom and sister don't deserve this, Rue. Please, let us help you," You begged, eyes watering at the thought of your friend ending up dead.

Rue stared at you, emotionless. "This person you're becoming is so fucking unlikeable. You did all this for a guy who's gunna ditch you for someone better in a couple months? You're fucking boring," Rue said.

You looked down, tears pricking your eyes as silence washed over the room. You sniffled, wiping your nose as you stood up.

"Get fucking help Rue, or you'll end up dead," You said, tears running down your cheeks. You quickly wiped your eyes, storming out of Rue's house. Elliot stood up, following after you quickly.

"Y/N!" Elliot called as you stalked down Rue's drive way. You came to a halt, turning to face him, tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes. "You're changing yourself for me?" Elliot asked.

You sobbed, covering your face. "Hey, hey. It's okay," Elliot said, wrapping his arms around your fragile frame. You clung to him for dear life, Rue had never spoken to you like that and it had really shaken you. Elliot rubbed soothing circles into your back. "Let's just go home," Elliot whispered, kissing the top of your head. You nodded and he took your hand, leading you towards his car. You drive in silence until you got to his house.

"Do you have anything?" You asked. Elliot furrowed his eyebrows at you. "Anything that'll calm me down?"

"I've got weed, Y/N. I'm not letting you touch anything else," Elliot replied. "I don't want you to end up like Rue."

"Please. I'm in so much pain, Elli. I won't end up like her, I promise," you said, wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your forehead against his.

He sighed, nodding his head. Crushing up yet another pill for you to snort.

You calmed down, laying on his chest as he played with your hair.

"Before you there was only ever one guy who was interested in me. He was a senior and I was a freshman," you said, preparing to tell him the most embarrassing story of your life. "He was popular and I wasn't, obviously. He would hang out with me everyday, he made me feel special, but everyday he'd give me all of his homework and convince me to do it for him," you shook your head, covering your face. "Then he graduated and I never heard from him again and it wasn't until then that I realised he was just using me and I was an idiot who fell for it."

"He was obviously the idiot," Elliot said. "I would never dream of hurting you like that Y/N, and if I ever have, i'm sorry," he said.

"You haven't," you replied, looking up at him with a smile.

It was in this moment, when you were being so vulnerable with him, that he realised he was in love with you.

"You're all I need," you said.

Elliot couldn't help but smile at your words. "You're all I need also," he replied.

"I need you," You whispered, sitting up, kissing his lips. "Need you inside me." Elliot sat up, kissing you harshly.

"How about I fuck you in the shower for a change?" Elliot suggested. You smiled, nodding at him. Elliot took your hand, leading you to his bathroom and turning the shower on. The pair of you getting undressed and hopping under the warm water. Skin to skin, mouth to mouth, chest to chest as your hearts beat with a rhythm, your souls writing a song.

Your breaths aligned like stars, forming a constellation. By now the both of you knew every centimetre of each other's skin. You got to see a side of each other that nobody else in this entire universe had seen.

"Does it feel good?" Elliot asked, staring into your eyes as he thrusted his hips into you. Your legs were wrapped around his waist, your back pressed up against the cold wall of the shower.

You let out a whiny, "yes." Nodding you head up and down furiously, eyes shutting tight for a brief moment and then opening again. You reached for his hand, bringing it to your neck. "Choke me."

You didn't have to tell him twice, he pushed pressure with his hand against your neck and it only made you moan louder.

"I love how noisy you are," Elliot said, bringing his face closer to your and kissing you passionately.

"Fuck," you moaned out, digging your nails into his bare back.

"You're the only person for me," Elliot said.

"I'm about to cum," you whispered, looking at him innocently.

He reached in between your bodies, rubbing your clit until you climaxed and he followed shortly after. You moaned at the feeling. "Yes Elli, I love it when you fill me up," you smiled, kissing him hard as he rode out your highs.

Elliot carefully placed you on the ground and you stood under the water, your back hard against his chest, his arms wrapped around you.

You felt warm and content. You felt safe in his arms, he would protect you from all the dangers that this world would throw your way.

But what he couldn't protect you from was the hold that oxycodone was starting to have on you.

#euphoria #euphoria imagine #hbo euphoria #euphoria smut #dominic fike #elliot euphoria #elliot x reader #elliot x y/n #elliot x you #rue bennett #elliot smut #elliot fanfic #elliot fluff #euphoria fanfic #jules vaughn #elliot angst #elliot imagine #little star #little star masterlist

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imaginingmanyfandoms · 3 years

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"What the hell is this?" Billy asked, immediately feeling defensive when he noticed how uncomfortable you looked. "What are you doing here?"

"I invited them in," Neil said, amused by Billy's sudden hostility. "We're just talking."

"Billy I was just gunna bring you the homework," you said, unable to bring your eyes away from your lap. You'd only been there about 20 minutes, but it could've been a lifetime

"I was going to get Max," Billy said. "I'll walk you to your car."

"I didn't think we were done here yet," Neil said, standing up.

But Billy couldn't back down. Not when you were involved. They stared at each other for a minute before Neil laughed, sitting back down and chugging his beer. You saw it as your opportunity to run to Billy's side.

Billy held your hand as soon as you were out of Neil's line of sight. Leading you to your car and not saying a word.

"Billy, I'm sorry. I didn't meant o get you in trouble," you said, tearing up. "I just wanted to bring you the homework."

"It's okay, baby." He let go of your hand by your car, and kissed your forehead. "Hey, don't be sad. Go home, and I'll be there in 30, okay? Don't cry, and don't ever come here again."

#imagine #imagines #billy hargrove #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove imagines #stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things imagines

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psiwhirl · 7 years

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what's up everyone i wanna fukcing die 😎 i'm just gunna rant in the tags don't.....,,,,,,..,, ask me about any of this please

#i'm so fuckin depressed #i can not for the life of me figure out how my roommates feels about me #i cant tell if i'm being mean #i cant tell if im just annoying or they can't hear me or they don't care #also i have a shit ton of homework #and i've promised to hang out with ppl but i literally #want to fuckig die #i cant handle this i can't handle any of this #i'm gunna be okay i can do this #i'm gunna be okay #i'm gunna be fine i'm going to make it through #and i'm going to be happy

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its-nebula · 3 years

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(🖌️ Part 1, Power Vs Power.)

Kokichi: *Heads behind head, yawning* Fuckin' exhausted.. I didn't go to bed until 3am, I was gaming pretty hard.

S/O: 😡!! 📚!

Kokichi: Nishishi!~ Don't worry S/O, I did my homework.. this morning~ Hahah!!- *Bumps into someone* Hey watch where you're going Idiot!

Fuyuhiko: Me?! You little brat you ran into me!! Do you know who I am?

Kokichi: By the looks of you, you look like a baby in a tux~

Fuyuhiko: YOU LITTLE BASTARD!! *rolls up sleeves*

Peko: *Draws her wooden sword in defence*

S/O: !!! *Stands in front of Kokichi, arms out stretched to shield him*

Kokichi: Awww S/O You're so cute, these two aren't gunna hurt me. We're on school ground~

Fuyuhiko: .. You're right. Meet us by the pier after school you little twerp, I'm going to beat your ass so hard that you're gunna WISH you were never born.. come on Peko. *Walks past the two towards their class*

We already know that this shit is about to be good. Grab your popcorn guys, because I have a feeling it's about to get dramatic 🍿💙

#anon messages #🖌anon #gacu

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zafirosreverie · 3 years

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I saw the 11 thing and the other day I took a few extra days to do this homework test thing for biology so I messaged the teacher like oh I'm so sorry I only just did this, I was gunna leave it till Friday (day its due) so I would have more time to revise (Honestly dude I spent like a week revising before we even knew when the test was) but then on Friday my cricket overran so by the time I had dinner it was half nine. Then on Saturday I was really busy and the next day I was in a bad mood qnd didn't want to make it worse or be distracted. I did it Sunday or Monday night. The teacher was just like oh don't worry I actually forgot I set that homework. They were too busy with year 11 mocks marking

Kitten💜💜💜

AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH XD

Once, Tony got a message from a student that was something like "Hey prof! My classmates and I were wondering where the test is going to be? The classroom or library?"

And Tony was "SH*T! I forgot I had a test today!!!!*

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howlett-scribbles · 2 years

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"Fourteen?" "Well done, you got that really easily. I'm proud of you..." "Thanks mama-"

With Kari tucked into her side, Mallory sat outside at the picnic table with the sky glowing a deep orange as the sun began to set in the summer haze. Even with the echo of the children at the school in the background, she could sense something else around, staring into her back, watching them. Holding Kari a little tighter, Mallory slowly turned her head to see Bucky stood by their little driveway, leaning against his motorcycle patiently, with his brooding eyes never leaving hers. Unexpectedly, Mallory felt a rush of butterflies in her stomach at his sudden appearance, which she exhaled sadly at. Their last conversation was tense, their emotions laid bare and her desperate attempt to turn him away, to set him on a different path that was better than with her - and yet there he stood, back again.

"I think we can leave it there for tonight, go inside and set the table for dinner before your grandfather gets here-" Mallory began, kissing Kari on her crown, before letting go. Jumping at the chance to finish her homework early, Kari raced back towards the house, stopping dead in front of Bucky.

"Are you here for mummy?" she asked softly.

"I...uh, yeah I am" he answered with an awkward smile.

"I'll leave you a place at the table" Kari smiled, before running inside the house.

Glancing back up at Mallory, noticing that she had moved herself to sit up on the picnic table, he exhaled nervously and quietly made his way to her, his mind racing with things to say.

"I saw what happened to Karli on the news..." Mallory began, linking her hands together in her lap. Who killed her?" "Sharon, I think. In defense. Sam got there just as it happened, but he was too late." "She was just a child...albeit misplaced she just wanted to protect the people who got screwed over by the blip. She deserved more" she sighed, finally making eye contact with him. "Well hopefully now that Sam has made his statement and stood up for the minorities, the system'll change, or at least think about it before making any decisions." "Yeah, I saw it all live...we could do with him here fighting our side in courts-" she laughed bittersweetly. "He deserves it, more than any of us. Steve definitely chose right."

As they took a moment of awkward silence, both wanting to speak honestly but terrified to make the first move - Bucky spent a second to take Mallory in, noticing that the golden hour of sun caused her dark brown hair to turn a slight tinge of strawberry blonde, the slight freckles more prominent along her arms and the way it turned the blue in her eyes a deeper, more teal shade. Everything she was made his heart tense, creating emotions within him that were long since forgotten which he thought would be impossible to ever feel again.

"Bucky?" her voice pierced through his reverie as he realized that Mallory had been talking to him whilst he was thinking about her.

"Sorry..."

"I was just wondering what your plans were now this is all over?" she asked, her brows furrowing together slightly as she nervously awaited the answer. Unsure what she wanted Bucky to say, and what she needed him to say.

"I'm not sure. I still have my therapy to finish in New York, once that's over...I'm fully pardoned, I'll be free to finally just, live" he said, the last word lingering on his tongue.

"...you don't sound too confident in that Barnes-" Mallory smiled softly.

"I haven't had that choice in over eighty years doll, the world has changed since then...I just don't know how to live in it yet" he began, forcing himself to swallow the lump in his throat and get to the point of him being there. "Listen, I'm just gunna come out and say it. So, please just let me ramble this out and then if I don't get an answer, I'll accept that and leave you alone..."

"Go ahead..." she answered, slightly humored at Bucky's flustering.

"I have spent the last eighty years having my mind controlled by HYDRA, I've done things I should never be forgiven for, I have spent all those years fighting without knowing who or what I am. I lost everything, and been spat out into somewhere I don't belong. I've spent the last couple of years trying to piece everything together, and feel a sense of peace, which I could never find until I met you."

"I knew of you from passing, but I could never imagine what you have been through yourself. You have experienced things that would have tore me apart, and yet you're here

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littlemissfortunes666 · 5 years

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My happy place (Long post/Recount)

I saw some live music on saturday night. I hadnt had a night out for a while just to see live music. And i sit back and remeber what occured. Imma tell yall the event of that night. I feel like i havent been as happy as that night. So. If you dont wanna read dont worry, but this js me documenting what happend.

Mum and i got there around 7-7:30 ish.

Already it was starting to get packed so we went and sat at the front of the stage, mum and i arent fans of the band Dokken, but the first band was a tribute band to them, we watched from where the bar was, we had a good time just watching the musicians and the fans have fun.

Then. All heaven and hell broke loose.

The band that mum and i were there too see started up, mum and i were at the front of the stage, the singer instantly noticed me from the other time we were there and gave me a kiss on the cheek from the stage. The bassist also held my hand for a second or two. Mum and i sang our fucking hearts out. The band was a tribute to Poison (which i adore) and i was just on cloud 9. I was on top of the world. We were just gathered in a room full of people smiling and laughing and singing. I felt happy, like genuinly happy for once this whole year. When they finished up, i had too pee and of course there was a line for the ladies. I met this one girl who was early 40's who said she had hair like mine once and her hair was a wig, she had beaten cancer three times and now was living while she could. We laughed, i thought it was crazy that me, a 17 year old girl, can make a 45 year old woman laugh and feel hopeful after battling cancer three times. She told me to live for myself. Live for happiness and strive to be myself and that she was already proud of me. I met this woman 10 minutes ago and she has already made a huge impact.

When i got back to our spot. Mum held up a pass she had that the bassist had given her. He asked where i was and said he wanted to meet the cute girl at the front. I almost teared up with joy as she gave me the poison VIP pass.

So the bon jovi tribute came on and again, cloud 9 motherfucker.

He sung runaway (highly reccomend the song go check it out) and he sung the second verse to me and joked around with me. I felt very special to say the least 😂.

We danced, we sang, i felt so fucking happy.

Then it was all over. Mum and i went to the toilet again and when we came out we saw the singer of the Poison band. He saw me, smiled and then pulled me in for a hug that i didnt want to end honestly. I thanked him for the night and making me feel happy. And he smiled and kissed me on the cheek again and told me that me smiling and singing back to him was very special becuase i was so young and that it was the highlight of his night. And we then ran into the bassist a little while after, and he hugged me and told me about more gigs that were gunna be, and he expected me to be there. He hugged me again and said it was sweet that he saw my face. And then told me how beautiful it was to see the younger gen get into music and just be happy living like that. He told us his real name and how much he loves music amd just general chat. We cahtted for a solid half an hour. He was so sweet and was rapped that i was only 17 and i was at an 80's tribute band show. He gave my mum a hug and told her that she raised me right. He hugged me once again to say goodbye and we left the venue. I didnt want to leave. But all good things must come to and end no matter how much it breaks you.

Mum and i got maccas on the way home. And i'm stuck doing holiday homework for the rest of the week and i wanna cry.

I just keep reliving that one night. Becuase it was the happiest i had been for a while.

I know that was long, i just wanted to recount what happend.

So. Yeah. 💚🖤

It was nuthin but a good time, how can i resist. 😉😂🖤

(The gif is of the poison singer who was singing to me throughout the gig💚😁)

#Poison #BonJovi #Musicland #Australia #Melbourne #PoisonUs #BonJoviForever #Music #80's rock #rock n roll

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