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visualtaehyun · 3 months

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When you get this you have to answer with 5 of your fav songs and then tag your mutuals to do the same :) (no pressure <3)

Tagged by @chickenstrangers @twig-tea @thegalwhorants - thanks y'all ☺️ please never stop tagging me in music games, I love discovering and sharing music <3

I'm cheating here but a lot of my fav songs are OSTs so to not give myself a headache give the rest a fighting chance, I'm gonna choose 5 favs, excluding OSTs, and 5 only-OST favs!

ดาวหางฮัลเลย์ - fellow fellow

/daao haang Halley/

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This song has not released me from its clutches since I first heard it during the musical portion of the ZeeNuNew concert last year. I love the lyrics and the vibes so so much. 🥹

ติดฝน - PiXXiE

/dtit fon/

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I. LOVE. THESE. GIRLS! They're so talented! I legit struggled with which song of theirs to choose but I'm most obsessed with this one these days and, recently, I keep hearing people I follow sing it or play it as background music. Case in point: Keng Harit, Domundi gen 3, singing it on an IG live.

ฉันมันเป็นคนแบบนี้ - Boom Saharat

/chan man bpen khohn baaep nee/

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The weirdest thing happened: I was listening to NuNew's cover of this song (listen- I'm aware I discover a lot of songs through him but he IS my favorite performer dsjshdhhs) and got real confused because I was able to sing along right away but cannot for the life of me recall how I knew this song already! I hadn't seen the MV, no one I follow seems to have covered it, and I didn't know the artist at all?? It remains a mystery to me but I've played it endlessly since then. New Thitipoom stars in the MV btw!

ต่อจากนี้เพลงรักทุกเพลงจะเป็นของเธอเท่านั้น - No One Else

/dtaaw jaak nee phleng rak thook phleng ja bpen khaawng ter thao nan/

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I don't remember how I originally found it but it's one of those songs that routinely has me singing along. The title translates to 'From now on every love song will be yours'. I love the lyrics a lot!

Complicated - MATCHA

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This is one of many songs and artists I discovered on that one afternoon-turned-evening-turned-night when I decided to start tracking down every song Amp Achariya has had a hand in (I then realized I was in over my head and that she'd worked on so. many. more. than I ever expected and that my spreadsheet skills weren't sufficient to catalog them lol). Needless to say, Matcha is incredibly talented and I've so far only scratched the surface of her discography.

Onto 5 of my fav OSTs!

ร้อยฤดูหนาว - Pond, Phuwin

/raawy reu duu naao/

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I love the way this song builds with the instruments coming in one after another. I love their voices. I love the lyrics. This song was written by ณกมล ปุคคละนันท์ aka PEPPERY P who penned a lot of the My School President songs - อีกนิด (Come Closer), รักษา (Healing), พูดได้ไหม (Let Me Tell You), ก้อนหินกับดวงดาว (Rock&Star), and รักคู่ขนาน (Multi-Love). Yes, I am in fact sneakily rec'ing the MSP OST here too lol

คือเธอ - Zee, NuNew

/kheuu ter/

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I could've chosen so many songs among the Cutie Pie OSTs but ended up deciding on this one because P'Pin truly wrote this song to highlight both their vocal talents and it shows. ✨️ He works a lot with Domundi artists (especially ZeeNuNew) and FreenBecky, writing songs and OSTs for them and arranging songs for them for concerts - his IG is full of song insights and singing snippets if you like any of these artists!

ภาพสุดท้าย - William Jakrapatr

/phaap sut thaai/

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Do I even need to explain? It's an Amp Achariya song, the lyrics are beautiful, the meaning within the show is so !! and this LYKN boy right here kills it with his performance. 👏

แค่เธอ - Jeff Satur

/khaae ter/

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I'm not a KP girlie and this song wasn't even on my radar when I watched the show. I kinda rediscovered it a few months later, most likely either by going through Jeff's discography or maybe through Joong Archen singing it on an IG live (I realize it must look like I sit and watch a shit ton of IG lives but the honest truth is that I don't even use IG, I just stumble upon clips on twt and YT a lot lol). And boy howdy did Jeff's writing strike a chord! Don't get me wrong, the English version is nice too and all but it doesn't come close to the Thai lyrics and how well they flow with the melody, Jeff really outdid himself there!

คู่คอง - Kong Huayrai

/khuu khaawng/

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นาคี is not a drama I've seen and, yes, I again know this song through a NuNew cover lol but I really wanted to make sure to include a ลูกทุ่ง (Luk Thung) song because I love this genre. This song is extra special because the lyrics are in Isan, which is a Northeastern Thai dialect (though it's actually far closer to Lao than Central Thai). I routinely get this song stuck in my head.

/end of Thai music ramble

I'm sure I'm late to the party again so if you've been tagged already, please kindly ignore this or point me towards your post. ✨️ Tagging @raktae @sunshinechay @btwinlines @zimmbzon @airenyah @rocketturtle4 @telomeke and whoever sees this and wants in on the fun~

#tag game #thai music #tpop

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tubbo--updates · 1 month

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Hey, just wanted to say thanks for making and keeping up with this account. While I respect them stopping, it's sad knowing how few update accounts still live on Tumblr! You've helped keep me updated without having to download TwitterX (and honestly I get your Live notifs before Twitchs), and for that I'm really grateful. Im very nervous sending asks so ive wanted to thank you for a while but havent gotten the confidence. Thank you for spending your freetime helping us simple Tumblr folk, good luck keeping up with Tubbathon! ~💙🌧

P.S. you can ignore just has been on my brain, if you don't want to add the message about a Twitter @ linking to an account on here, you could always add a space or a dot after the @ to disconnect it. Again, thank you!

omg this is genuinely so sweet, thank you! i feel so bad i think i read this and was gonna answer it and promptly forgot (it was sent on march 1st)

i sort of feel bad abt the other tubbo accounts that didn't last too long/update frequently, sinxe i know there was one that was updating when i started this and they stopped a bit ago. i hope i wasn't a cause for that, but also if it gave them a break from updating that they needed, i'm glad i could provide that for them

i also never considered that the live updates would get out before the actual twitch notifs (esp with how late i can be on them) but honestly that's such a classic twitch moment anyways

also, never feel worried about sending an ask about anything! i absolutely love the complements and appreciation (and they do make updating easier if i'm ever in a bad spell or getting demotivated) and also any suggestions or critiques are supper helpful (even though this has been going for over half a year, i still feel like there's a lot i could improve on!)

but anyways, thanks so much for this again, i hope you have a wonderful day/night/time and laugh a whole bunch of genuine laughs this week! (and the same goes for all the rest of you too!)

(as for the @, i noticed what while for the most part if they do link to a tumblr they're not the same person, there have been a few cases where they are the same. and when that happens, those people seem to appreciate the tag/mention that comes with it, so i think that unless someone gets genuinely upset/annoyed, i'll keep it how it is (mentioning that it goes to the tumblr vs twitter if it links was also i think i put in place when it did link to someone different and ig people were assuming it was the same person) but if someone ever does get upset, i'll definitely use a dot or space like you suggested!)

#ModSpeaks #ask #anon ask #once again anon so sorry for answering this so late!

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sharpilu · 1 year

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RiftClan Year 1

HELLO I AM CLANGENNING AGAIN

i will be blogging every year of my clan (RiftClan) in ClanGen which you can download here ! :D if you don't wanna see these, feel free to block the "riftclangen.blogging" tag i will be using :]

the rest of these wont have a cut-off, but this one will for your convenience <33

the decided lore i'm going with is that these cats were all exiled for standing up to a tyrannical leader from one of the other clans, and after finding a cave with beautiful crystals and water that shone like the night sky, they decided to live there. i will be starting in leaf-bare.

these are my founding cats :D

(i changed Blackshines name to Ashspark after taking the screenshots)

okay i forgot to log some stuff but uhhh Pansypaw went out on his warrior assessment and got bit by an eagle. so. oops lolz. here is Pansypaw being injured and sad.

ALSO moon 1, Ashspark just hunted a rabbit on Biteclan territory and got chased away. because of this, i'm gonnna say they were previously FROM Biteclan. woo! ALSO ALSO moon 1, Crestedfeather and Skyglare are mates <3

moon 2, Pansypaw got better and graduated! he is now Pansystreak and a good teacher :]

moon 3

get fucked old lady

WE FOUND A GUY ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD!

looks like he was from Biteclan too ig. he has a broken jaw and bruises. and Crestedfeather is shivering after going out in the snow with Skyglare. not a very good date lmao

moon 4

STOP DYING (< sent her out alone willingly)

Ashspark had a vision ???

moon 5

healing time ig

tried sending Crestedfeather and Skyglare on another date but they found a fox and Crestedfeather got a bite wound. cringe fail girlfriend ?? Pansystreak also got bit by a small ouppy.

moon 6

motherfucker CANNOT catch a break oh my god.

oh,

i guess everyone is sucking lmao

moon 7

JUNIPERSTAR STOP

anyways- Olivefleck is all better now so we can see him!

i think he is very cute :]

"Pansystreak is having a hard day." when the fuck ISN'T he clangen ??? on that topic- Olivefleck and Pansystreak kinda like each other but i'm on the fence about putting them together so. we'll see how that goes. just logging it down now.

okay i'm looking through the relations- i think Crestedfeather has been cringe failing too hard cause she and Ashspark have a good bit of romantic like for each other oh god

WAIT CRESTED AND ASH LIKE EACH OTHER TOO LMAO WAIT WAIT POLY???? POLYCULE?????? FUCK YEAH THEY'RE A POLYCULE NOW

okay last relationship note for this moon- Echobeetle likes Juniperstar but it's one-sided, so i'll keep track of that.

moon 8

good lord what is going on down there. also everyone is healthy now !! :3

"Crestedfeather feels a sense of dread." oh god are you gonna get injured AGAIN- nvm i had her go out with her girlfriends and they're all fine :]

i haven't been logging it but there seems to either be one very persistent small dog or alot of dogs in the area. weird considering we are mostly UNDERGROUND?

moon 9

Echobeetle only keeps liking Juniperstar more and babygirl is NOT noticing lmao

nothing really interesting happened, but we DO keep witnessing kittypets being abandoned and then run over. so.

moon 10

OWO?

PRETTY GIRL !!! PRETTY GIRL !!!!!!

first patrol, Marshalleaf, Skyglare and Ashspark found a child.

she's very cute! excited to see her grow up :]

would you look at that! moon 11! nothing much happened!! i didn't loose my leader and deputy in the same moon!!! wow how cool!!!! i definitely didn't cheat to avoid that outcome no siree!!!!!! :DDDD

i wasn't prepared and panicked.

also i just noticed Streamsmoke has a bite scar???

you couldn't see it on any of her other sprites but. yeah. that wasn't something she got she's just HAD IT apparently.

aaand we met a loner!

enby healer! they decided not to join after talking to us though :(

moon 12

Streamsmoke is healthy again!

nothing much happened on patrols, but Streamsmoke helped Echobeetle with gathering rosemary and got a small cut, so.

aaaand that's all for this year! thank you for reading <3

#clangen #warrior cats clangen #clangen game #riftclangen.blogging

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lais-a-ramos · 6 months

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15 questions, 15 mutuals

tagged by: @lesbianlotties :)

i'm not usually tagged in these things, so, thank you so much for tagging me 😊💖

1. Are you named after anyone?

technically, yes lol

my big sis, who is 7 years older, had a school mate at the time who had the same name and she thought it was pretty and told my mom

2. When was the last time you cried?

therapy this week (it happens a lot lol, but it's in a healing way)

3. Do you have kids? nope.

4. What sports do you play/have played?

well, in average brazilian public schools we unfortunately don't have extracurricular activities, so, i never played sports like american teens do.

i currently take muay thai lessons in a gym nearby tho

5. Do you use sarcasm?

i'm too sarcastic for my own good lol

typical quiet introverted kid who is very sarcastic and oftenly by their tongue, so, i'm more cliché than i'd like ig 😅

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

i'm a very observant person i guess, so i usually pay attention to a lot of stuff, going from whether someone is more introverted or extraverted from their clothes to their sense of humor

7. What’s your eye color?

dark brown, might look black depending on the angle and light

8. Scary movie or happy endings?

depends on the day, really.

but if i can have both, it's awsome :)

9. Any talents?

i mean, i don't know lol

i play guitar, but i'm mostly average, bc i only started studying 7 years ago, once here in brazil we don't have extracurricular activities and i didn't have music classes until i found a church nearby.

i also took singing classss once, for this program in my uni that offers classes taught by the students for other students, university workers and for the ppl in town, but unfortunately the instructor left for a study opportunity and the singing classes were discontinued.

i also like writing poems once in a while, tho it's been a while since i don't write any 😅

i hope it counts ;)

11. Where were you born?

born and raised in brazil 🇧🇷

11. What are your hobbies?

well, besides the music and muay thai that i mentioned above, i also love watching movies and tv shows, and reading books, and reading mangas and watching animes, and i'm also a hardcore soccer/football fan

12. Do you have any pets?

yes, a mutt that my big sis found on the university campus a few years ago

13. How tall are you?

i'm 1,66 m (that's around 5'5 ft, for the american mutuals)

14. Favorite subject in school?

portuguese/literature, philosophy, arts

15. Dream job?

well, before getting in the social sciences college, i used to dream of becoming a journalist and writer.

i also dreamed of getting in a music college, but, bc of the no extracurriculars thing, i never had the skills to participate in any auditions.

so, right now, i just dream of graduating -- if generalized anxiety disorder allows me -- and get an average, steady, minimum wage job w/ labor garantees like any south american young person 😅 *cries in america latina*

tagging:

i don't think i can tag 15 ppl, so, i'm gonna tag @paintmylifewitheverglow , @jackietaylorsversion , @harundraws , @woodenpicador, @sexybread-png , @ggardengirl and @faunshiii

#thanks for tagging me!#about me #tag meme

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lackandaisical · 3 years

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#vent in tags #//#hi I haven't been on this blog in literal years #going to therapy and working and being a person or whatever but it doesn't feel much better #I definitely feel like I grew as a person and I learned to cope with things better #but all I did was become slightly more functional and learn to fake emotions better #I still don't have the mental energy to do basic tasks and take care of my basic needs #I still feel like everyone is lying to me and I'm unlovable at the core #it hurts a little to open an old vent blog and still relate to everything I said I guess #I want to be optimistic and say I'm getting better and working on myself because I'm trying to!!!#but on the inside I feel the same #it feels like there's something inherently wrong with me and it's not fun #nothing really makes me FEEL emotions anymore it's always limited I haven't felt actually happy or even sad in so long #I'm so used to just feeling anger and anxiety #I feel like I'm disappointing everyone #myself especially #augh #I don't know where I'm going with this I just came to my old vent blog as a last resort #im not gonna die tho ig I have people to spite

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rogue-durin-16 · 3 years

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THINGS NEVER GO AS PLANNED (Part V/VII)

"the perfect excuse"

Summary: After Fred's death, George and Y/n lean on each other to carry on. This wasn't the most brilliant idea, though; George was pretty much in love with the girl, and Y/n— well, she had been dating Fred prior to the Battle of Hogwarts.

Pairing: George Weasley x Reader

Genre: angst mostly

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Suggested by: @crispykittywitch

Things never go as planned: @sarcasticallywitty15 @beautyschoo1dropout @s1ut4georgeweasley @sunshineandshadowss @missmulti @weasleywh0r3s @andreaareynoso @georgeweasley19 @dianarte

Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog @amourtentiaa

Warnings: language, drinking, makeout getting spicy

A/N: idk what happened here, this was not planned I'm just horny ig??? Anyway have this part that was definitely not meant to unfold like this but hey, I'm not mad, so enjoy <3

Prologue: the aftermath

Part I: sleepless nights

Part II: candy floss

Part III: shock therapy

Part IV: wrong name

Part VI: the downfall

Part VII: apart

Epilogue: I still love you

Rogue-durin-16 masterlist

I checked myself in the mirror one last time before heading to the kitchen. There was no actual need of dressing up nicely, since we both would be spending New Year's Eve at the flat, but since Ginny, Ron, Harry and Hermione were coming, we decided to clean up for our guests.

"Hmm, smells good." I leaned on the doorframe, observing George finishing cooking.

"These past five months' messes paid off." He joked, grabbing a kitchen rag to clean his hands. "Can you keep an eye on it while I go get read..." He trailed off automatically when his gaze landed on me. "Woah— okay." He cleared his throat, eyes slightly widened at my outfit, and I couldn't help but enjoy a bit too much his attention. "You look really good— is that the new blouse?"

"Yup." I replied, a coy smile dancing on my lips as I stepped to him and picked the kitchen rag myself. "C'mon, go clean up nice for our guests."

It only took him a couple of minutes, since he might have had his suit ready.

"Mind lending a hand with the tie, love?" He requested, stepping into the kitchen with his attention on the shirt's cuffs which he was buttoning up.

Damn, he looked so good; it wasn't even fair.

"Y/n?" He chuckled, finally looking up.

"Uh— yeah! Sure." I threw the rag over the counter and led my hands to the tie, taking my time to make the knot; maybe I wanted an excuse to have my hands on him.

We stayed in silence until I was finished; it wasn't an awkward silence, but it wasn't comfortable either— it was, in fact, stifling.

"There you go." I more like whispered instead of talking, sliding my hands down his chest briefly. His eyebrows were knitted, trying to decipher my demeanor; his hands caught one of mines before they fell limply on my sides, and for a second, I thought he was about to do something really stupid —something I had wanted to do for the last three months—, but then the bell rang and we stepped away from each other, going to receive Ron and Hermione as if that moment hadn't happened at all.

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GINNY'S P. O. V.

I took a sip of my brandy as we laughed at Ron's joke, my eyes drifting to Hermione and then to Y/n's lap, where Teddy rested, giggling and blabbering nonsense at George's hand movements and funny faces.

George had confided me quite ashamed that he fancied Y/n about two years ago, but I knew the looks he gave her were of something more than a little crush, if you may.

Had I not known Y/n, I would be worried she was projecting Fred onto the younger twin, but the girl knew better than that, so when we got to experience how their domestic life unfolded during New Year's Eve, I felt nothing but happiness at the way Y/n laughed at my brother's jokes, or how she stared at him in pure adoration as he played with Tonks's and Lupin's baby.

"You're getting him waaay too exited, mate." Harry chuckled, extending his arms for Y/n to hand him the toddler. "He needs to go to sleep."

Teddy, who we had put to sleep in Y/n's room shortly after dinner, had woken up right before the New Year came to us, and, since he refused to go back to sleep, Y/n took on the task of entertaining him. George joined as soon as he witnessed Teddy's hair going rainbow-like at Y/n's actions.

"Actually, I think we all need to go to sleep." I said, leaving the glass on the table.

"Boo, you're supposed to be the youngest!" Y/n whined, earning a laughter from the rest.

"Ginny's right, though." Ron stood up and all of us followed his lead. "It's really late and I don't want mum to see us drunk when she wakes up."

"Not a good impression to make on your future mother-in-law, oi, Granger?" George's tease made Hermione's cheeks flush, murmuring an 'idiot' before giving him a hug. "Take care, all of you." He added after he and Y/n had hugged everyone goodbye.

The five of us exited the flat and apparated in the Burrow's yard in silence until Harry asked, "are they together now?"

"We don't know." I confessed with a grimace.

"Well, together or not, they're definitely fucking."

"Ronald!" Hermione exclaimed, slapping her boyfriend's arm.

"I just said what everyone else's thinking." He defended himself, and none of us could deny it.

READER'S P. O. V.

We began to pick up the dirty plates, glasses and cutlery in order to take them to the sink and leave them there to wash them tomorrow.

"Oi, look what I found." George wiggled a firewhiskey bottle at me from the living room.

Without thinking twice, I grabbed the half empty ice cream tub I had just left over the counter, a couple of clean glasses, and I made my way to George.

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"—and that was only in our... Third- no- fourth! year?" He finished the story, joining me in the giggling; I didn't doubt the story was funny, but I was sure it seemed ten times funnier because of the alcohol. "Wait- where were you back then?" He knitted his brows in confusion.

"A year below you." I laughed.

He snorted. "Below me," he took a look at his empty glass before reaching for the bottle with a laugh "hell, I wish."

I couldn't help but laugh too. "Sure you do." I wouldn't have laughed if I were sober, but then again I highly doubted he would have said that if he were sober. "Y'know- you can have me below you anytime you want, Georgie." I replied between lazy giggles, leaning on him so he would pour more firewhiskey into my glass too.

A loud snort left George, triggering one of my own. "Sure, darling." He loosened his tie and tossed it to the floor. "Why's it so hot in here?"

"Mmm... Must be 'cause of you." I threw my head back to stare at the ceiling. "Or... maybe's just the alcohol." I groaned at the feeling of my head spinning, and sat upright again to chunk the now full glass in one go. "I'm hot too."

"Oh darling... You can't even imagine how much— I mean... Every day— but tonight you look partic... particular...ly? Dashing." George was leaning back against the armchair's feet, his eyes closed, his cheeks flushed and an amused smile dancing on his lips. "Why must you be so bloody perfect?" I found myself staring a bit too much at the ginger. "There's still a conscious part of my brain that knows I shouldn't be saying this shit." An idle chuckle left his chest and one of his eyes peeked open. "I'm gonna blame the alcohol, aight?"

Right, the alcohol —The perfect excuse.

I laid my glass on the floor and got up, stumbling towards him. "Oi, careful— you don't wanna trip and fall." He laughed, steadying me with his hands as I plopped down on my knees besides him. "We won't make it to St. Mungo—" With one hand on his shoulder and one on his cheek, I went for it, cutting him mid-sentece in the process.

It was one hell of a sloppy kiss, and I was so concentrated on doing it right that I didn't even hear the moan I sent into his mouth.

What the hell are you doing?, My mind screamed.

I attempted to pull away, but I felt George's hands on my sides, clutching my clothes in his fists to tug me flush against him. I took the cue and did my best to climb onto his lap and straddle his legs without losing balance.

What we were doing felt terribly wrong, and, the morning after, we would regret this little slip so much, but in that exact moment I could only think that his lips tasted like fire whiskey, strawberry and chocolate, and that the quiet moans slipping through them between the kisses were loud enough to quiet down everything in my head.

I stopped to take a breath, resting my forehead against his; our eyes locked, pupils blown out.

Heavy pants left our lungs, as if we had just run a marathon. It felt like the kiss had made a bomb go off, one that we had unconsciously been building up those past months.

It took an instant of looking at each other to know we thought the same; we wouldn't get this opportunity ever again, so at that point, we might as well carry on and pray for it not to be too bad in the morning.

This time it was George who smashed his lips against mines, teeth clashing and tongues going in each other's mouths. The situation was escalating quick; a tad too quick, I daresay.

He cursed and mumbled something about too many clothes, proceeding to pull his shirt over his head with my help, given that he could only do so much with that amount of alcohol in his sistem.

I could do even less, though. It was proven when I first attempted to get rid of my blouse.

I struggled to unbutton it, an awkward, dizzy silence falling among us before his hands travelled to mines "Wait... Lemme..." He frowned, finding that simple task as frustratingly difficult as I did. "Bloody..." A browned off grunt left his swollen lips.

"Tear it." I mumbled, letting my hands roam over his chest.

"You sure?"

I hummed, somehow impatient. "We'll fix it tomorrow." I captured his lips once more.

We'd fix it tomorrow.

I felt his hands fisting my shirt by the cleavage before giving it a firm tug, making my gasp; I wasn't expecting all the buttons to come off in one go, given his drunken state.

I didn't even have time to discard the piece of clothing before his lips attacked my neck, shutting my brain off instantly due to the sensation.

"You want this?" He whispered in my ear, his hands going up from my thighs to my back until they reached the clasp of my bra.

Not trusting my voice, I nodded vigorously, making the world shake around me so hard that I had to shut my eyes.

I felt a feather kiss on my shoulder and his fingers unfastening the bra; he was doing his best to be smooth, which wasn't a lot, but I could tell he was trying hard.

"You're so sweet." I blurted out as his fingertips ghosted over my skin while he removed the top from my body.

He tried to reply something, but articulating kept getting harder and harder as we went deeper into it, so he gave up on words and so did I; at least until his fingers slid between my legs and started to tease me through the fabric of my remaining clothes.

"Bed." I whimpered, unconsciously rocking my hips against George's hand whilst my own travelled to his crotch, feeling his erection and consequently earning a moan from him.

"D'you think we'll make it?" He inquired, already retreating his hand briefly so we could stand up.

Soon enough we were stumbling to my room, hands all over each other, bumping against the furniture and walls due to not being able to stand upright.

When we fell on the bed and tossed the rest of our clothes to the floor, it began to dawn on me how bad this was going to be.

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GEORGE'S P. O. V.

My head was pounding violently in my skull; that's most likely the reason why I woke up. It took a moment for the blurry memories of the previous night to flash into my mind.

"You feel... so good..."

"Fuck- George— faster, please..."

"Y/n— I'm-"

"No." I shoot up, not acknowledging that Y/n was still asleep by my side. "Fuck no. Nononono." I ignored the terrible headache caused by the hungover and, grabbing my clothes, I exited the room. "No fucking way." I kept mumbling to myself, stalking to my dorm to throw on some fresh clothes.

I sat on my bed, my hands running through my locks, bringing back the memories of Y/n's tugs on them in the process.

"What the fuck did I do." I almost choked on the sentence.

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woozi · 3 years

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i agree how you described twt, sometimes everyone's just ready to fight it seems, i've genuinely had fun on both platforms at different times but now it's just too much on stan twt (no space for difference of opinion djsjdjj) it's good to know you're having fun as well :3 & omg i've seen few of my moots starting to give svt their attention after fallin flower dropped, everything abt it is <3333 the song, mv, choreo i love it.

hdjdjddkdjdj " virgos 😐 " also me in next breath "happy birthday mark :D i love you so much 🥺💕💗" any virgos reading this i really hope you enjoy your month to the fullest djjdjd <3. righttt?? you're correct abt mark's temper being very virgo djdjdkd.

your line screams hard-working people <3 jihoon, jaebeom, jeonghan the 3Js <3. isn't jaebeom also an infj? (i don't take mbtis seriously but at the same time it also makes me happy if it ends up matching someone i like djdjjd) chan & yugs 🥺 these two imo have the sweetest personality, like the one which makes you feel welcomed & they also have the cutest laugh 🥺.

i love jus2 <3 focus on me is one of my favorite kpop mvs of all time & also drunk on you??? i love this song so much, very sexy of them. the vibes, style and everything w/ their album, i want more songs like that. and for when i am feeling melancholy i need more songs like jjp's verse 2 😭💔 but i am also okay if they don't want to go back to these units bcoz everything so far they've been giving is just as great <33 ( maybe in future we'll get blessed w/ features 🥺)

honestly g7 as grp and individually have won me over with their music style, even if i don't like full album ik there will be 3-4 songs which will be exactly what i like to listen to, all of the music they've released individually i've liked it so much. there is this song of youngjae's, titled "i'm all ears" i had no idea of its existence until it popped up in my spotify i'm so glad it did, it's been in my playlist ever since. there was also a time when i was obsessed with jackson's 'on the rocks' djdjdk.

aww <3 the live performance video of 1° has mark as thumbnail so for long time i used to associate this song with him jdjddk. i think the only j*pe thing i'd miss is got7 studio live sessions 🥺. RIGHTJDKSKS aju nice's mv is very cute djjddk I love it, in reality its reverse tho, i see them and boom! 💖💛💗🤍💕💙

it was the year they won first bb*as award so that gave them the exposure, and no i don't follow them anymore. mixed feelings abt them, very negative feelings abt f*ndom fjdjdjd. i do miss what it used to feel like liking them sometimes. at that time i never thought i'll willingly drop them from my interest (i've stanned zayn since 2012 first him as grp member then solo. sometimes thinking abt it gives me a whiplash hddjks it's been 9 years, really thought it would be same with them too but it didn't happen)

i've had falling in love by yugs and in to you by jaebs on loop for days djdkdk i really love these two songs and also air by bammie <3 (i'm slow jams kinda person djdjdk :3)

(bam released the most fun album & title this year idc abt others, ribbon is one of the soty) also special mention of look so fine & running through the rain. yes! you do make sense they feel organic & very them.

exactly 😭 it's more believable when they drop stuff out of nowhere like encore 😭😭. the way youngjae posted his letter on twt too ddjjdkssk the announcement & release of encore is such a 'you just had to be there' situation the excitement, nervousness, confusion and everything 😭 sometimes i can't with them. also is the bibi with mark on ost, the same one you mentioned in last ask? the ost is really good <3, it must've been fun to see it happen (if its same bibi).

making a whole ass playlist just for me???? 😭😭😭🥺💗 yza you're so sweet nooooo 💖

and don't worry abt replying late jdjdkdjd i mean it, sometimes my friends text me after weeks and i'm am the same. it's really okay <3. i hope this week is treating you kindly, take care yza - 🪂

p.s ( just saw last post djjej) - it was me who manifested more bunny dino <3 manifesting even more <33

i was on stan twt during my younger years too and it was v fun and memorable to me ngl <3 idk what happened though.. it's evolved to be.. Something Else.. i still see a lot of good people there though 😭 and now that i'm in my Hag Era... idk it's just too fast for me now 😭 it's still my go-to place for updates though nothing can top twitter on that dept

and ms fallin flower.... i feel like everyone was blown away by it (based off of what i see carats when talk about it) and rightly so!! she SERVED. the looks too oh my god. it's another factor i look forward to and enjoy so much when i watch their performances!!

u know what? virgos 😐 indeed KJJKDFJKFDJKFDKJ i want to slander virgos today because it's their season and no one slanders them that often so <3 ABOUT MARK'S VIRGO TEMPER THOUGH... i know i've said i enjoy seeing it sm but whenever i think abt it i cant help but say that.. I Love His Temper <3 he doesn't get pissed off in a scary and douchebag-y way it seems so... contained?? IDK HOW TO DESCRIBE IT he punched an a/c though so that might not be the perfect word to describe him lmaoo <3

THE J TRINITY HFDJFJDJHDF BESTIE UR MIND IS SO!!!!!!!!!!! honestly... maybe it's the acts of service for me <3 JKDFKJFDKJFJKD i think this is just my eldest sister and savior syndrome speaking though kfjkdkjf ALSO OH MY GOD THE WAY U NOTICE THESE THINGS <3 THAT'S SO SEXIE OF U!!! and yes he used to be an infj!! there was an interview that's more recent wherein he mentioned that he's now an enfj though but i cant rmb which interview it's from :/ ALSO MOOD FKJJKGJGKF i dont believe in mbtis too but im just... a little obsessed w it for the fun of it all <3 and the way u described them </3 what if i tear up a little </3 I LOVE CHAN'S LAUGH SO MUCH BUT IM SO SOS O GLAD U BROUGHT UP YUGYEOM'S LAUGH??????????? IT'S NOT TALKED ABT ENOUGH LIKE...... HELLO!!!!!!!!!!! one of my bird moots said he sounded like a schoolboy in choir 😭😭😭😭😭😭

GOD UR TASTE!!!!!!! what if i start falling in l*ve a little :/ what then :/ focus on me was ahead of it's time and people fucking slept on THEM i cannot fucking believe this. this has to be some kind of sick joke 😭 ALSO HAVE U SEEN THE CHOREO FOR SENSES!!!!!!1 INCREDIBLE!!!!!!!!!! holy fuck!!!!!! sorry for the expletives but like.... holy SHIT they did THAT!!!!!!!! ALSO UR SO RIGHT </3 jjp verse 3 when... ALSO did u know i let go of the jjprojects url... thats the worst mistake of my life KDKJDSKJDSJK also agree wholeheartedly <3 i think they're all trying to find their footing this time around as soloists and im so proud of them for that!! i'll stand by my jus2 agenda though bc they're almost in the same company so maybe.. i might have hope left 😭

SO TRUE BESTIE!!! the same principle goes w svt for me as well <3 got7's such a flavorful group musically like... all of them have the capacity to go solo and they're still considered flops.. waht the fuck <3 ALSO OMG FJDKJFKFJD YOU'VE HEARD The Song!!!!!!!! maybe he'll be releasing something along those lines <3 esp now that he's supposedly coming w an album KJSJKDJSK on a similar note.. do u also listen to jamie (the other artist on the song) <3 NOO SHUT UP THIS CANNOT BE FOR REAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 i was obsessed w on the rocks too 😭😭😭😭😭😭 IT WAS MY FAVORITE ON THE MIRRORS ALBUM HELLO??????????????????????????? im proposing to u rn

ok now i have to watch all the live vids again JKDSJKSJDKDSKJ ik keep saying 'ur so right', 'i agree', and 'so true bestie' but im gonna have to say this again bc i LOVE LOVE LOVE live sessions sm no matter the artist. i also just am a little partial to live bands in performances like that in general so JDJKKDSJDS

the way you're saying these cute things abt the svteenies.. </3 giving me heartache!!! i'd bully them though i can't coddle them anymore <3

not the fandom JKFDKJFDKJFDKJFKJF ok but i think it's mostly their younger fans tbh. it wasn't this bad before.. i also really liked bts during their debut days. their songs were really good!! i kind of lost interest though and couldn't really get into them although their songs slapped lol. my irls are still into them though so i still hear about them. 9 YEARS............................... wait oh my god it HAS BEEN a little over a decade since 1d was The Thing huh 😭 now i feel kinda old lmao. and i totally get that feeling </3 it really do be like that sometimes JKFDJKJKFD

you really ARE keeping up w the sevens oh my god how are you doing it!!!!!!!!!!! it's like getting svt content now at this point but more complicated bc u need to get the updates from different sources JDKJSDKJJSKD love ur song choices too <3

ALSO FULLY RELATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! when i saw bam's teasers... the aes was my cup of tea and THE HIGHLIGHT MEDLEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i can't fucking get it out of my mind it's objectively one of the best things i've seen from kpop in 2021. i'm super impressed <3 love how abyss really supported bambam on this. they really went all in for him!!

I KNOW GKJDFJDK I GOT SUPER ???????/// DURING THE TIME EVERYONE THOUGHT THEY WERE DISBANDING LMAOOOO they pulled a move that's so unheard of though no one really expected That. i respect jaebeom so much for handling all the paperwork and shit behind the scenes it must've been HELL!! ALSO IT MEANT I CRIED FOR NOTHING THEN 😭😭😭 AND YES OH MY GOD IT'S THE SAME BIBI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE SHOCK I HAD WHEN I SAW THE LIST????????????????????????? thought i was gonna black out like,,, mark,,, AND BIBI??????????????? she's fucking phenomenal how is she just a YEAR older than me.. INSANE!!! ... and i also thought jackson was gonna have an ost for this movie.. idk why it wasn't released though i didnt look into it :/

i had a rough few days so i'm not yet finished with the playlist (my laptop's Dead i am still trying to revive her and uni's starting soon 😭) but for the mean time, here's another one that some people from caratblr previously asked for JDSJKSDJ these are mostly english songs though its not my k-playlist KJDSKJSDJK

i do hope this week gets better!!! and i hope that you'll have a fun one too <3 thank u for being so patient w me 🥺 i just get so many messages and find the need to recharge FDKJDFJK

ALSO I FELT LIKE IT WAS U!!!!!! OH MY GOD, i even searched my blog for the word manifest but for some reason your ask didn't come up in the search so i didnt mention u in the tags so i wont misattribute if it ends up not being u 😭 thank u for manifesting this chan for me he's my little... hop hop now ig... 😭

#lov u u genuinely make my days better!! <#*<3 #also the way u called me by name... passing out rn </3 #🪂 anon #anon #y.ask #long post

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Hi, this might be coming out of left field here but to me you seem like the easiest person to vent this to. I'm one of the lurkers in the Jorleesi fandom and am more comfortable admiring posts, metas, fics, from afar. I think I read somewhere you used to be an introvert but your personality suggests...otherwise? I don't mean for that to be offensive, I just get no BS vibes from you and honestly? I'm envious. Especially with your most recent post calling out the people tagging IG hate. Idk how

(cont) you do it. I don’t know how to properly articulate my thoughts. I guess what I’m trying to get at here is how to properly express myself again. I used to actively participate in fandoms until toxicity got the better of me. I’m a very sensitive person. so when I got my first few hate messages a few years ago for expressing opinion (Sherlock BBC fandom) I just…stuck to myself and eventually slipped out of the fandom. I’m so sorry about the length of this and if this is weird.

(cont) I’m assuming your 23 so talking to someone who is closer to my age and most likely understands what I’m going through is comforting for me. This fandom is so kind and I wish I had more confidence to actively participate like you and the others.

This is going to be an intimate answer so I’ll keep it under the cut.

I’m gonna be honest with you, YES. This definitely did come out of left field and it’s the last thing I’d ever expect to get in my ask box. It’s a surprise, but not a bad one in the least. I’m honored to know you felt comfortable enough to share something personal with me - another stranger on the internet. I’m definitely not a sage and I definitely feel like I’m not the right person to ask this, but I’ll for sure try my best for you. This is all from my personal experience and if it helps you then great. If it doesn’t, I at least hope it’ll let you know you’re not alone and inspire you in some way. Don’t worry, it’s not weird at all.

Just to clear things up, I’m still an introvert. I can socialize to an extent and out of obligation (ironically I work customer service), but I definitely value/prefer my alone time. I have a threshold with everyone, even with my best friends and they luckily respect that. There’s nothing wrong with that. I’m completely satisfied with my preferences and how I am.

I’m not sure if this means much, but I had to hit rock bottom for me to realize I wasn’t going to last much longer being passive. I spent at least 11 years of my life insanely oppressed. I did things I didn’t like because I wanted to feel accepted by people who shouldn’t matter to me. I cared too much about how people perceived the way I dress, talk, act, etc. I was also verbally abused a lot by my coworkers at my previous jobs. I was in 3 toxic relationships before my current one. And I know all too well how much it hurts to have friends who turned out to be fake af in the end.

I express myself as freely as I want to, especially here because it’s the internet for pete’s sake. I play certain games because I can despite half of the world probably hating it. If who I am doesn’t cause cancer but people still have a problem with me, that’s not my problem. Who I am now wasn’t an overnight process, I can tell you that for sure. Learning not to let other’s perceptions of you fuck with you wasn’t an overnight process. I’m not sure how to explain it properly. I just snapped some time after my first college and started doing something about it for myself. I had enough of everything, the passiveness, the doom and gloom I was basking in. Again, I didn’t develop this in a short amount of time whatsoever - it took me 11 years and being only 23, that’s substantial portion of my life. No friends, family, or lovers to help me. Experience and time paved the way for me. I’m not guaranteeing it will be the same for you, since everyone heals and learns at their own pace.

I’m sorry if this wasn’t the answer you were looking for. I hope it doesn’t take for you to hit rock bottom to realize something needs to change. I didn’t talk to anyone and had to learn myself. I know a lot of people encourage you to talk to someone, but that’s fine if you don’t want to. But from what I’ve learned? IF you’re not going to do that, then you need to do something for yourself before you get swallowed whole by what’s weighing you down.

#I didnt want to preface because this was already long enough but #yeah #i hope this helps in some way nonnie #i wish the best for you #my messages are always open if you ever want to come off anon and talk #Anonymous #long post tw

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fuckyouiamcanadian · 5 years

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I got tagged by @fuckyeahyoongi to do 8 photos of 2018.. this is all gonna be long cause I can never stop talking it's also been a long ass year so I have alot to say.

It was hard because I'm obsessed with myself during my times when I have self esteem so I have so many selfies that are cute and that I like !!! Especially I have had pretty good self esteem this year which is great!!. 2018 started rough but truly got really better. I moved out, then moved back in cause my parents moved out, I started post secondary, drank alot, smoked alot (surprising haven't gotten high once since legalization tho) and I met lots of friends that I love, I kinda realiz3d my worth in alot of ways too. I tested lots of makeup things and changed my hair up a bit (I cut myself wack bangs) and so there so many times that I looked rough because I tried so many things. I stayed blonde for the majority of the year (actually I stayed blonde for almost an entire year) which means alot of bad pictures with ugly roots and bad grown in looks. Then I tried purple and it went a wack green and multi coloured way. So I went blue for a short time then I went black+!+ darkest I've been since I was natural! Which was in grade 12 or before. (Or the short time between shaving all my hair off and bleaching). I love the black surprisingly. So idk where I was going with this but that was most of 2018. Yikes also I met Jacob which has been amazing (we now been dating 3 months) I love him lots and I was gonna put a picture of us but there was too many good pictures of just me. Yikes ok this is really long

First photo is me with 2 of my journalism friends !! Lexa and Joyce I love them and we get along great!!. Had lots of drinks and fun with them and I can't wait till I'm back in calgary and I can see them again. They are unlike most of the other friends I've ever had. I just have fun with them and it's not like I'm emotionally depend on them like we can talk but it's not like always serious. We can have fun and let go when we are together and kinda just be less stressed from school and have fun.

Second pic is me and my bby Aries who sadly died this year after I moved out :(( my bby chaos died too :( and I actually didn't know this picture if us existed until a couple weeks ago. And I'm not entirely sure it's from 2018 but don't hate me. It was a big thing that happened this year tho.

3rdd is me at the job I kept for a record breaking like 3 weeks and I worked a today of like 5 days!!! But also this has kinda been a mood for 2018 I HAVE CRIED ALOT!!! Also love that outfit when I low-key look hit.

4th is me and my sister new puppy blair rose. Sadly my sister old puppy who I loved so much got hit by a car and had to be put down. I miss iya dearly because she was so sweet and me and her had a bond. Blair annoys me but I'm sure she will grow on me if she ever stops crying!!! See we already have alot in common. She wants attention and cries when she doesn't get it.

5ht I wanna post this because that high light under my eyebrow is poppin.lile damn . It was global fest and was fun!! Kinda boring but singing after ward out the window of harmans car was a good time. That night I refound my love for Carly Rae Jepson.

6th me closer to the beginning of the year (cause most of these pictures are from August till now) and it when I was tryna be cute and do makeup and I was low-key being a very depressed hoe!! I was bored and felt lost alot throughput the first half of the year so I drank and smoked alot and was sad!! It was rough

7th is me and my momma only pic I really have with her since I was a baby. And it's from Thanksgiving when I came to Saskatchewan because she moved here!! (I'm currently visiting her RN too) after living in the same house for like 26 years they finally moving back to this small town so my dad has the opportunity to make more money. They made the decision to move sometime in the summer and my mom and baby brother came here in August so my brother could start school here. My dad is still working in calgary but (because me and my sister have a roommate for our childhood house for January 1st) my dad will be in Saskatchewan after Christmas for good. It's been rough and will continue yo be rough because me and my mom are really close and I used to hangout and talk all the time so I miss her. And Imma miss my dad too. Sometimes I even miss my brother.

The last pic is me drunk as heck on halloween because halloween has been lit and the pic was too ugly to post on ig so here it goes. And even tho this year has been hard and long (just how I like it 😊😊) I'm optimistic for the future and and this picture just shows me happy and I think finally I'm actually really happy. And like doesn't mean I ain't a depressed bitch but I'm optimistic that Imma start being a happy depressed bitch. And I just lile this pic.

So yeah 2018 turned into a really good year even tho it had a lot of really low points.

I don't I see Tumblr much and I'm not sure who still used it so everyone should just do this!!!!

Sorry it's so long. I didn't even cover all of 2018 because it was so messy and literally felt so long I can't even remember what was 2018 and what wasn't 😂😂

#me #friends #lexa #joyce #jacob #2018 #2018 in review

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irailleth-archive · 7 years

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I'm guessing BPD is short for Borderline Personnality Disorder ? Didn't know the acronym in english. How does it manifest for you ? Cause I kinda self diagnosed it in me (yeah I know I shouldn't so I don't take it too seriously) but I figured it would be impossible for my friends to live a normal life if they were experiencing life the way I do.

hi hi! Yeah it stands for Borderline Personality DisorderI’m gonna put it under a cut for ya bc it’s a bit long ^^”

**DISCLAIMER: I AM IN NO WAY A PROFESSIONAL OR ANYTHING. THIS IS FROM /MY/ PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH BPD AND I HAVE SPENT MORE THAN A YEAR ACTIVELY RESEARCHING ABOUT IT AND DOING A CHECKLIST OF THE CRITERIA FOR HAVING BPD.

First of all, there’s no problem with self-dx !! So long as you do your research and all that stuff (I have a bpd tag so you can check that out. There is also a criteria for it if you scroll a bit down in the first page so you can do a checklist ig) Though I’ve heard from a few ppl that it’s hard to get a proffessional dx if you’re under 18 due to your hormones and you still growing and your body changing or smth like that :///

Okay, so now to the important bit. My own BPD manifests itself in extremely intense emotions (ex: for a normal person, smth like getting cut in line for smth would just annoy them in a kind of minor way. For me I would absolutely scowl at the person and mutter things under my breath [like how I want smth bad to happen to them. This can be extreme in thoughts like ‘I hope they get mugged’ or ‘I hope they lose (insert important item here) and they have a shitty day’]. Same goes for when I get sad, happy, etc etc) [[**I’m probably gonna get shit on for this for having these thoughts so I’m just gonna say now that once I manage to calm down I apologize to the person in my head (even if I’m not near them anymore) and scold myself for having such thoughts. I TRY to not be a bad person and will always do my best to be nice to everyone I meet. I never act out on these thoughts to anyone and if I am angry the worst I can do is be passive-aggressive towards the person I am currently talking to (most likely a friend. If it is a stranger or acquiantance I will try my best to be polite)]]

Another way is me having my fp (favorite person) who is my girlfriend. Now before her I didn’t exactly have an fp and my last fp was my ex-datemate so for me, having an fp is usually the person who I’m dating. With me having an fp, for me it means I near constantly want their attention and validation and praise. I want them to talk to me and when they’re happy I’m very happy! But when they don’t respond for some time or sound monotone or uninterested I feel like they hate me and don’t want me around anymore. (Which is not true!! They are either busy or very tired/not okay/etc !!) My fp is like my entire world. I love them so much I would quite literally die for them.

Another thing is Black/White emotions/thinking. Now this is probably one of the more common ones you might have heard of. For me my black/white thinking mostly comes from my black/white emotions. To elaborate if someone who I consider a close friend does something and it hurts/upsets/annoys/etc. me to a great degree my entire mindset will shift and I will absolutely HATE them but even then I try to rationalize it and tell myself valid and completely rational reasons to not feel this upset/angry towards them. But most of the time it never really works bc my emotions are just too intense and strong and the best course of action here is to ask for some space so you don’t blow up in that persons face (I have neglected asking for space which resulted in me lashing out sometimes ://)

And speaking for b/w emotions, here comes my favorite part! (this is pure sarcasm. It’s absolute hell and I hate it) Splitting!! There’s a bpd masterpost in my bpd tag that talks about splitting and different ways but for me, my splitting comes in at angry splitting (anger has become my dominant emotion for when i get upset :”(( it’s not good and needs to be controlled so if you have a problem with it too try looking up solutions for trying to ease it a bit). I’m not quite sure how to describe my splitting but it’s kind of like... I’m angry at this person but I still want to talk to them but at the same time I kind of want to ignore them and just cut them off from myself so :/// I also!! recently noticed I split on myself as well !! It’s very hard to describe since I noticed it recently but it is a thing that happens w ppl who have BPD/symp of BPDRelationship Object Permanence. Now this one’s a HUGE fucking bitch to deal with, especially if you have a partner. It basically means ppl w BPD LACK this certain trait where we have a hard time understanding that our relationship (whether it be romantic or platonic) is still there even if that person doesn’t constantly reassure us that it is there. Which sucks bc then we’ll have to ask the person if they still love/like us so we get some validation and reassurance. This most especially happens with me and gf so.. it sucks.

Other ways is me having some kind of level of distrust with certain ppl (like friends) bc I’m afraid to ask them to give me reassurance that we’re still good and they like me, I WANT attention from my friends but I DON’T want to ask for it because I’ll feel manipulative/abusive (same goes for my gf), my mindset can go from ‘I’m the fucking best. I’m better than you I am a king a god I will Shatter all of you’ to ‘I’m the fucking worst i’m so disgusting and ugly why do I even have friends I’m complete shit they should just tell me to fuck off’, Me being apathetic to a lot of things even though I don’t want to be apathetic to it, there’s a whole bunch more but basically a lot of what’s in my bpd tag applies to me. Especially me having a HUGE fear that I’m being manipulative/abusive to my friends, and especially my girlfriend (at one point, before we were dating, I think I was rapidly apologizing to them for manipulating them into thinking I was a good person while I was having a breakdown so... yeah).

I hope this helps you a little bit!! If you have anymore specific questions you want to ask me just hmu!! (It might be better if you go off anon so we could keep our convo private :0c )

#hawke answers #bpd #mental illness #like i said all of this is from personal experience and should not be taken from a professional viewpoint #if you can possibly be given a professional diagnosis i say go for it #Anonymous

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rogue-durin-16 · 3 years

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THINGS NEVER GO AS PLANNED (Part IV/VII)

"wrong name"

Pairing: George Weasley x Reader

Genre: angst-fluff

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Suggested by: @crispykittywitch

Things never go as planned: @just-here-to-escape-from-reality @beautyschoo1dropout @s1ut4georgeweasley @sunshineandshadowss @missmulti @accioweaslcy

Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog @amourtentiaa

Warnings: language, mentions of Fred x Reader, brief mention of death ig (?) Feels

A/N: here's a Christmas fic that has no right to be this angsty lmao, enjoy nonetheless <3

Prologue: the aftermath

Part I: sleepless nights

Part II: candy floss

Part III: shock therapy

Part V: the perfect excuse

Part VI: the downfall

Part VII: apart

Epilogue: I still love you

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We apparated in the Weasley front yard together at dusk at the same time as Percy did; we greeted him with a hug and entered their old home, only to be met with more hugs.

I had only stayed at the Burrow once, arriving the night we escorted Harry, and leaving shortly after the tragic and abrupt ending of Bill and Fleur's wedding.

I had attended to the wedding as Fred's date. Even if we agreed that there was nothing serious between us, we cared deeply for one another, and I was important enough for him that he asked me to present ourselves together in front of his family.

How odd it was that the second time I was staying at the Burrow, it was because I had been asked to attend this Christmas gathering by none other than George —as friends, of course—; so odd that it made me anxious, but Arthur and Molly were way too welcoming for that anxiety to carry on longer than a minute after I stepped into their home.

"Y/n, dear!" Molly held me back while George went to greet his siblings, who had arrived earlier than us. "I'm so glad you could make it!"

"She didn't want to come." George snitched, coming back to us after hugging his father. "Said she felt like she was trespassing."

"George!" My cheeks burned when he exposed me.

"Oh, darling," Molly pulled me into the house to join the rest. "You're always welcomed here, don't be silly!"

Molly had liked me since day one, even before Fred and I became a thing. I was the one to receive her when the Weasley matriarch first visited the shop, and we immediately got along. Fred had explained to me that it was because I reminded his mother of her younger self.

"You're a snitch." I whispered into George's ear as we both walked behind Molly in the kitchen direction, his only response was to stick out his tongue, which made us both chuckle.

Molly looked over her shoulder and I caught in her eyes the same emotion I saw in Ginny's the first time she came to visit the shop after the reopening.

A profound emotion rooted in hope; a bittersweet feeling coming from the thought that, even though Fred was gone, George seemed to be coming back to us.

I felt it too, whenever he smiled. It was lovely to see him actually happy; I wished I could keep him like that forever, even in the nights, when everything would come down on his shoulders, tearing apart every spark of joy might have had in the day.

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We weren't finished with food yet when Arthur wiped his mouth with the napkin and, clapping his hands once, exclaimed, "Alright, time for presents!" Teddy, who rested on Bill's lap, squealed, his hair turning pink; that baby was smart. "I'll get them, dear." He stopped his wife from standing up and went to get them himself.

He distributed the gifts, and I was surprised when he handed me one. "Oh! You didn't have to—"

"Nonsense!" Arthur stopped me, resuming his task with a warm smile. Everyone was happy in that moment, and I knew George's mood had a big part on that.

He unwrapped his, which turned out to be a purple and orange scarf and matching mittens. He was putting on the mittens when I tossed the wrap of my present, uncovering a cardigan formed by several tones of my favorite color.

"Put it on!" George requested excited. unbeknownst to me, it had been him who told Molly my favorite color. "Aw you look fantastic." He observed, poorly wrapping his scarf around his neck.

"Of course I do." I agreed, shifting on my chair to face him, my hands traveling to his scarf to relocate it properly.

Though we didn't notice, it wasn't the first time that more than one pair of eyes observed us that night, and it wouldn't be the last.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bill and Fleur had offered to take care of Teddy since they were leaving to Shell Cottage, so Harry and Ginny could spend the night at the Burrow without the worry of the baby.

Percy was terribly tired, so he withdrew from the living room to go to sleep.

Thank goodness he did; Percy was probably the second most affected by Fred death, and after that nice evening, he wouldn't have wanted to witness what was about to happen.

Ron, Hermione and I had colonized the settee, while Ginny and George were on their feet near the table, chatting about some nonsense; Molly was cleaning the dishes. Harry had offered to help her, but she refused, so the boy decided to talk with Arthur instead.

Molly pointed with her index finger at the remaining glasses laid on the table and called for George.

The thing is, she didn't really call for George.

"Fred, darling, hand me those."

The room fell silent.

It took a moment for her to realise, but an instant later, Molly was covering her mouth with her hand, her glassy stare fixed on the wrong named twin.

My eyes frantically travelled to every single person in the room, who had gone livid. We all seemed to be holding our breaths, waiting for some kind of explosive reaction.

Then my attention was drawn to George, whose, until that instant amused gaze, had turned blank and expressionless.

"Darling—" Molly's voice shattered with a single word. As Arthur went to console his wife, Ginny led her older brother aside and whispered things only he could hear, attempting to sooth him. "It slipped..." Molly cried.

I stayed sat on the couch with Hermione and Ron, the three of us frozen; I felt like I was an intruder witnessing a very intimate family moment.

"George don't—" we heard Ginny raising her voice before her brother disapparated. "Bloody hell!" She spun around and walked to me. "Y/n, speak to him, he'll listen to you." She practically begged, nodding her head at the window, prompting me to look at George standing alone at the edge of the cornfield, already making his way in.

"I-I..." I didn't need to look around in order to acknowledge all the eyes laid on me. "O-okay." I blinked away my own tears and rushed to the door, only to be stopped by Molly's shaky hand.

"Please- tell him I'm sorry."

"I don't think he'll blame you." I reassured the wrecked mother, offering her a comforting smile before making my way out and jogging into the cornfield myself.

"George?" When I didn't obtain an answer, it dawned on me how dumb it had been to dive into that area without knowing where to go. "George?"

I yelped when something tugged on my sleeve, making my body pivot on my heel. "You know how easy is to get lost in here?" The ginger questioned in a raspy tone, the hand that had been on my sleeve going down to mine, which invited him into my hold.

"She didn't mean— I reckon she just... Saw him in you for a second."

"I know." Though his eyes did look a bit red, he was calm.

"You alright?" I inquired, taking my hand to his cheek, on which he leaned.

"I just..." Sigh. His right hand travelled up to his face to hold mine in it before pulling away. "I need a moment alone."

I nodded. "Don't take too long or you'll catch a cold." He hummed affirmatively, and I half-heartedly left the cornfield and headed to the Burrow.

I excused George, assuring them he would be okay and, though the previous light-hearted environment didn't return, the tension in the air dissipated a bit.

A few minutes later, George came in; his mother welcomed with open arms and he returned the hug, having a small conversation against Molly's shoulder before making a beeline to me, sitting by my side.

I felt my cheeks flushing as he leaned on me, putting his head on my shoulder; suddenly self-conscious at the closeness between us. Somehow it was different being that close the privacy of our flat, than outside of it. Though it felt somehow inappropriate, when his long fingers intertwined with mines, I indulged him, trying hard not to meet neither Hermione's nor Ginny's eyes —they had been staring so much that I had noticed them an hour ago.

I was completely unaware of Molly's gaze laid on us too.

George, whose eyes had been closed, sit up straighter to whisper in my ear, "Can we go back to the flat?" My eyes met his and I realised we were even closer than I had thought in first place.

"I thought we were staying the night?" I murmured, trying in vain to keep his family out of the conversation they were pretending not to hear.

He leaned a bit closer only for me to hear his words. "I don't think I can sleep in my room."

"Do it for your mum." I squeezed his hand and he sighed. "I'm gonna stay in that room with you." Another sigh, but this one was of defeat, letting me know that I had talked some sense into him.

HERMIONE'S P. O. V.

At the beginning of the evening, when George and Y/n had first stepped into the Burrow, Ginny had come to me, urging me to observe them closely.

At first I didn't know why she would say that, but after the wrong name slipped out of Molly's lips, I started to get a hold of the matter, but it seemed so surreal— it just couldn't be.

Though the way Y/n's cheeks lighted up when George took a seat between us did remind me of the way I used to react when Ron got a tad too close to me in our sixth year.

After a while Y/n seemed to forget about our presence and eased besides George, making their bodies get closer.

When we decided to call it a day and the ones left in the living room started to retreat to their rooms for the night, Y/n got up without letting go of George's hold at any moment and, thanking Molly for her hospitality, they made their way upstairs.

Had my eyes not been trained on them, I would have missed the way George's hands went to Y/n's waist as his chin fell on her shoulder.

I left the sofa and walked to Ginny before she and Harry could slither to their dorm. "Are they...?"

"Not sure." Ginny replied with knitted brows. "What'd you think?"

"I... Don't know." I confessed.

GEORGE'S P. O. V.

We entered the dark room, illuminated only by the light provided by the night sky and started to discard our clothes in silence without looking at each other.

I was the first one to finish, making my way to my old bed and catching a glimpse of Y/n's silouhette while she threw a tee on.

I was utterly, hopelessly in love with her.

I had known I loved her for quite a while, but the feeling that had made my heart swell and my stomach flutter when she got into the cornfield without giving it a second thought in order to find me, that was something else.

I had also felt it when she had found me lifeless in Fred's room a couple of months ago; that feeling had been the reason why I found the strength in me to come back to life.

I was young, but I just knew what I felt went further from only love.

"What's on your mind?" She was already slipping under the covers by my side, her arms wrapping around me and bringing my back closer to her chest.

You, I wanted to say. "Not much."

"Liar." She tugged on my shirt and I turned on my other side so we would be facing each other. "C'mon, it's just me."

Words blurted out of my mouth, escaping my control. "Do you see him when you look at me?"

And I wasn't making anything up; It was, in fact, on my mind. It had appeared during the walk through the cornfield and it hadn't left, but Y/n's scent, touch and words had backed that thought to a corner of my mind.

She wondered, tucking one of my locks away from my forehead. "Sometimes, but not like you think." She must have sensed my inquiry because she explained further. "There are small gestures, jokes— things like that in you, that remind me of him." Her eyes were roaming all over my face, her hands bringing mines to her heart. "When you're happy, like tonight— I can't quite explain it but... it sorta seems like he's still here. So yeah, you could say I see a little bit of Fred when I look at you." Her eyes finally met mines. "It's not a bad thing— you love him so much that we can still see him through you."

"Loved." I corrected her, my thumb drawing circles on the back of her palm. "He's dead." A tear rolled down my cheek, but Y/n caught it with her fingertips before it could reach the pillow.

"Love never dies, Georgie." Her replied seem to carry more significance that someone would see at first sight, but I was too tired to discern it.

I couldn't tell if she had scooted closer, or if I had unconsciously leaned on, but the tips of our noses were nearly touching.

Initially, she didn't attempt to put more distance between us, and I couldn't help but let my hopes get high. I waited for a sign, something that would let me know I could close the gap between our lips —oh, how I craved to feel her lips—, but the sign didn't come and we stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity before she casted down her eyes, immediately breaking the spell.

"Goodnight, Y/n." I whispered, turning my back to her.

"Goodnight, George." She mumbled back, coming closer to cuddle me.

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THINGS NEVER GO AS PLANNED (Part II/VII)

"candy floss"

Pairing: George Weasley x Reader

Genre: angst

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Suggested by: @crispykittywitch

Things never go as planned: @sarcasticallywitty15 @beautyschoo1dropout @s1ut4georgeweasley @leovaldez37 @missmulti @weasleywh0r3s

Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog

Warnings: grief, feels, brief mention of Fred x Reader ig?

A/N: I decided to name the parts bc why the fuck not so keep an eye on the titles 👀. This story is based off this convo and these headcanons. If you wanna be tagged in the next parts tell me, and enjoy <3

Prologue :the aftermath

Part I : sleepless nights

Part III: shock therapy

Part IV: wrong name

Part V: the perfect excuse

Part VI: the downfall

Part VII: apart

Epilogue: I still love you

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The moment the last group of customers decided it was time to call it a day and exited the shop, I left the till counter and grabbed my wand from my pocket, instantly turning the sign in the door so it could be read from outside 'closed'.

A sigh escaped my lips as I leaned against the multicolored wooden rail.

I was drained.

The shop helped our minds to get distracted and stray from the grief, yes, but it was also exhausting.

We had been subconsciously overworking ourselves to the point where it was borderline self-destructive.

It didn't help that I was throwing myself into comforting George, either. I could not be blamed for doing that, though; he was broken.

A part of me, the rational one, knew he would pick up the pieces and build himself up again, it would just take a lot of time.

There was another part of me, though, that depressed, drained part, that was beginning to think he would never heal by himself —maybe he wouldn't heal at all— but still held onto the hope that, if I tried hard enough, I would be able to mend what had been broken in him.

A terrible idea, really, because I started to dismiss in its entirety my own miserable, damaged state.

And George, ever the caring, sensible one, would have noticed that; he would have made me realize I was not doing nearly as well as I thought, he would have talked some sense into me, but he wouldn't— he couldn't, because George was lost in an ocean of grief, trying so hard not to drown that he wasn't able to notice I was trying to aid him from my very own sinking boat.

It also seemed to be working; he was more animated, slept more soundly, and his smile was a bit brighter even —at least the one he had for me.

"Rough day?" My eyes, which I didn't know I had closed, fluttered open at George's voice.

"Very."

He walked to me with a tinge of guilt in his face. "You know we can switch places, right?" I had been working as the public face of the shop since we had reopened, and George had taken on the task of doing the paperwork and shippings instead, showing up from time to time to help me and to let people know there was still a Weasley running the business.

I had been the one to suggest this, since I knew George had compromised with reopening only because of me, and he was clearly not ready to put up a sociable, positive attitude for dozens of people every day.

"Nah, it's fine like this." I assured him with a reassuring smile.

He measured me with his eyes for a second; I couldn't really tell if he saw through me or not. "So I was preparing the today's shippings," he rocked a tiny purple basket I quickly recognised in front of me. "I found this in the back of the stockroom."

"Are those—?"

"Candy floss cupcakes, yes." A year and a half ago we had bought five baskets of candy floss cupcakes from Honeydukes per George's request in order to unsuccessfully try and implement them.

"Are they even edible anymore?" I couldn't help but laugh.

"I hope so?" He chuckled too, tearing the film covering the sweets. "Thought we might as well finish them."

My eyes travelled from the basket to him and viceversa before stating, "well I'm hungry so..."

"Same here." He was the first one to pull out a pastel colored cupcake, though he handed it to me. "Wanna get food poisoning together?" Laughing, I gave him a nod as he grabbed his own cupcake. "At the count of three?"

"One"

"Two"

"Three." We said in unison right before taking a bite of our respective madeleines.

I frowned at its surprisingly good flavour. "Am I delirious or are they actually edible?"

"Dunno," he shoved the rest of his cupcake into his mouth with a shrug. "maybe we're just starving."

"Go big or go home, I guess." I finished my cupcake before leaning on the basket to pick another one. My head snapped up with my brow quirked when I heard a soft chuckle. "What?"

"Nothing." George shook his head, motioning at the stairs. "Shall we sit down?" I followed his lead, sitting on the stairs and waiting for him, who had stepped towards the drinks aisle to grab a couple of juice bottles, to do the same.

We stayed there, eating and drinking in a comfortable silence until the basket was empty and our eyelids threatened to shut.

"I think we should head back to the flat." He spoke, leaving the half empty juice aside so he could stretch.

"I'm gonna learn how to cook." I stated, getting up. "We can't get by based on most likely expired sweets and whatever is in the Leaky Cauldron menu."

"Aight." He mimicked my actions, picking up the stuff we left on the stairs. "We will learn the basics tomorrow." He got behind me and began to gently push in the flat's direction. "But now we're gonna get some sleep, miss."

I would be lying if I said my heartbeat didn't pick up when his hands landed on my shoulder blades and made their way to rub both my arms reassuringly.

I would be lying if I denied I leaned back when he did that, letting myself get closer to his chest.

And I would definitely be lying if I said I didn't crave going back to my room so I could cuddle him all night.

One Week Later

"—right in the cauldron, love." I pointed at the cauldron besides me, giving a sweet smile to the kid in front of me, visibly going to be sick thanks to the free sample of Skiving Snackboxes.

"Y/n!" I spun around at the loud calling of my name above the shop's racket. I was able to discern a long, red mane flowing fast towards my position right on time for the owner to wrap her arms around me.

"Glad to see you too, Ginny." I laughed, trying not to lose balance due to her enthusiasm. "How come you're here?" I questioned, pulling away.

"We heard you were open." Harry walked up to me, appearing from behind the girl, "And thought we'd pay a visit to our friends, right?" Ginny nodded, looking around while Harry gave me a quick, yet comforting hug. "Where's George?"

I motioned up to the small office, redirecting the couple's eyes to the second floor. "Doing paperwork—AH!" I jolted when a pair of hands tickled my sides, my head snapping to see the towering ginger standing behind me. "Speaking of the devil."

"I thought I saw Gin through the window," George explained, his hands lingering on my waist for long enough to his sister to stare, before pulling Ginny into a tight hug. "And came down to check if she was distracting my employee."

"You got her all bored here, mate." Harry pointed out, a light joking tone in his voice.

"And you're the one supposed to help with that?" George rolled his eyes dramatically. "Pfft... What a world we live in." With the said, he gave the boy a side hug. I heard Harry murmur an 'We missed you' before they pulled away with a pat on the shoulder.

My gaze landed on the youngest Weasley, whose welled up eyes were trained on her older brother's half smile. I only averted my eyes and waited for her to discreetly wipe away the unspilled tears while Harry and George catched up.

By the letters she had sent me, I reckoned the last time she had been near George, he had been lifeless; seeing a glimpse of who was once one of the most cheerful, funny and charismatic people in her life, was probably poignant to Ginny.

I hadn't realized she had moved closer until I didn't hear her soft voice. "Thank you." I offered her a confused smile, though deep down I knew what she meant.

Two Days Later

George was having one of those days.

We both knew it was coming soon; it had to happen sooner rather than later, since he had been in a surprisingly good mood for almost a week. I suspected seeing Harry and Ginny had brought back the events of the Second of May.

I suggested to close the shop for the day, since he was unable to move out of bed; he refused to do so, but I convinced him to stay in the flat and rest —it was Tuesday, anyway; I wouldn't have to handle many customers.

Due to that, when I saw Hermione, Ron, Bill and Fleur entered the shop, it was understandable that I hadn't become the happiest person in the world.

I greeted them, there were hugs, kisses, and even a joke or two, and when Bill asked about George, I excused him without giving much detail.

They understood.

Fleur was the one to restart the conversation, lightening a bit before requesting a tour for the shop, since she had not yet been there.

It was when we reached the love potions that Hermione, using the fact that Fleur was very much interested in the product, held my hand and pulled me aside.

"So... how are you doing?" The frown in her face, the fact that she was whispering, the squeeze her hand gave mine, let me know she had read me the moment her eyes met mines.

I sighed with a shrug.

"You can tell me." Could I? "No one's asking you to put on a happy face, Y/n." The girl assured me, her eyes digging into mines. "It's not just George, we all lost—" she shook her head at her own words before correcting herself. "you lost him too."

I lost him too.

I bit my lower lip to stop it from quivering.

The memory of Fred's broken smile as his corpse laid on the stretcher, that memory that haunted my dreams, appeared vividly before my eyes.

My lips started to burn with the ghost of that kiss he gave me before we split up, him with Percy and me with George; it hadn't been meant to be a goodbye kiss. It was meant to be a good luck kiss.

I covered my mouth to muffle a sob, and Hermione's arms were quick to be wrapped around me, reassuringly rubbing my back.

GEORGE'S P. O. V.

I saw them entering from Y/n's balcony; I wasn't emotionally ready to face them all at the same time, but when I didn't see them exit, I figured Y/n hadn't been able to dismiss them.

I decided I owed to them all to bite the bullet, so I threw on a shirt and the first trousers I grabbed, cleaned up a bit and left the flat.

With a deep breath, I made it to the second floor and mentally prepared myself to go down to the first one.

As I began to climb down, though, I noticed Hermione and Y/n talking in private, closer than the others to the stairs.

I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but all my senses were automatically focused on Y/n whenever we were in the same room; she just stole me away from reality.

"You lost him too."

Hermione's words visibly triggered something on Y/n.

'Something', as if I didn't know what they had triggered, as if I didn't know what— who was on her mind.

I guess he was always on her mind, though.

What was left of my heart shattered in a million pieces when she broke down to tears —for several reasons—. "I miss him." She whispered in Hermione's shoulder. "I miss him so much."

If I had any tears left, I would have cried my eyes out right there. Had I been so selfish that I had disregarded how she was feeling? So blinded by the light and love and warmth she was constantly giving me that I had forgotten about her grief? Was I that bad of a person, that I would have rather live in the illusion that she had not lost the boy she was dating?

My mind told me I didn't want any of those questions answered.

"George!" As Ron yelled my name in surprise, Hermione and Y/n pulled away, the latter rubbing her eyes while both of my brothers jogged upstairs to hug me. "Ginny told us you're open—"

"But Y/n said you weren't feeling well." Bill finished, squeezing my shoulder. "We only stayed a little longer for Fleur to see the shop."

"Yeah, we'll come back tomorrow," Ron assured me. "So you can rest and..."

My brother's voice sounded further and further with each word; I felt myself drifting off, getting lost in my own mind and gravitating towards the same thought over and over.

She deserves better.

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