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#if you look back to this time last year i literally cried daily
euaphoric · 8 months
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lust.
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✩‧₊˚ pairing — jungkook x f!reader, strangers to ??? (wtv they got going on in this dynamic)
✩‧₊˚ warnings — i was planning to make this way happier but i was in a sad mood so im sorry if it’s a little angsty? some fluff ig, sm*t, mentions of alcohol & smoking (cigs), dom!jk & sub!reader, hookup culture, slight corruption? oc cries a lot, spanking, ch*king, just a lot of freeky stuff, koo is a little mean in this oops
words: 3.2k // literally the longest thing i’ve wrote so far. also irdk what this is but i just kept going and couldn’t stop, kinda feels rushed toward the end cause i just wanted to get to the freaky parts sfsfjgs i’m sawry y’all
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it happened 2 years ago, yet the memories of that fateful day still carry on with you as if it were yesterday. vibrant recollections of those slender, jewelled hands clasped around your neck as you cry out for him, body subconsciously submitting to all of him - breaking every barrier you’ve built up within. of all your years of existence, that night was the only time you’ve felt truly alive, shedding every ounce of innocence away in one night for a man whose name you didn’t even know.
do you regret losing your virginity to someone who only saw you as a temporary plaything? partly yes and partly no. you were conflicted on the fact you never exchanged info after he left but other than that, nothing regrettable came out of it. the only issue was that he’s set your standards far into oblivion, you’ve yet to find a lay as memorable as he was. it’s not as though you haven’t tried getting over it in the past - you’ve been desperately wishing to forget. suppressing your inner desires with all kinds of self pleasure methods; even going so far as to banging other hot strangers you meet from the bars/club - but even then, you couldn’t replicate how you felt with him and you still couldn’t reach your climax without thinking of your first time.
you catch yourself daydreaming of him daily. the raspy tone of his voice, the intoxicating scent of expensive cologne, the fluorescent, animated ink that adorned his arm along with a silver pierced lip and eyebrow, his sublime sense of style. everything you could’ve ever wanted, slipped away from your grasp forever. that was, until you were met face to face with him again - a total of 882 days later (yes you did the math). you went bar hopping downtown with all your girl friends, looking for an eventful weekend. little did you know you’d be running into him again, the nameless man that gave you a night to remember. you were definitely the first to notice him, it felt quite peculiar but as soon as you walked in you got struck with a weird deja vu moment. it all felt so familiar to you, even down to the symphonic melodies of jazz music playing in the distance, everything brought you back to that gloomy autumn night.
you’d try your dearest not to stare but your mind was not complying with any rationality, one look at his broad physique and it was endgame for all your sanity. it didn’t help that your body went inert, lost in a trance of him indefinitely, wanting nothing more than to worship him and give in to his every need. you reminisce about him telling you how much of a good girl you were for taking all of it, sucking on his fingers as you completely come undone underneath him. he left you begging for more that night, crying and pleading for at least a goodbye kiss - which you never got the pleasure of getting. “i told you this was a one time thing only.. besides, i’m leaving the city tomorrow for good so you’ll probably never see me again. it’s for the best anyway.”
his cold last words left more than a lasting impression on you. it sent you into an endless spiral of overthinking, analyzing any and everything you could’ve done wrong. did that night really mean absolutely nothing to him at all? all the countless times you’d touch yourself to vivid recounts of his face pressed into your thigh, plastering wet kisses all over them and sucking on your bruised skin. he’d spank each thigh one by one as a punishment, proudly smirking at the way you’d wince out in pain mixed with so much pleasure. he thrived off the idea that he was the first to corrupt you like this, a girl he hasn’t even known for a span of 24 hours willing to give up just about anything she had to offer. had you shamelessly wrapped around his finger like an brainless puppet.
you still don’t understand how someone can look so divine, even when doing nothing but just standing. you watch as he sips Viognier out of an oversized wine glass, gazing at the crowd, ruffling his fingers through his hair from time to time. then it became unreal when you locked eyes with him, catching him stealing a glance when he realizes who you were. you look almost exactly the same as you did a few years ago, the only part that’s different about you now is the recent butterfly tattoo you got on your lower back. that’ll be a pleasant surprise for him to find out. his eyes never drifted once they landed on you, he was in just as much shock as you were - maybe more. he’d made an internal promise to himself to keep you as a forever one time fling - nothing more just that, but if fate wasn’t real then why would the universe send you back into each other’s lives?
no, not a romantic kind of fate. the fate you get when someone you’ve mindlessly lusted over for ages has finally found its way to you again. a fate that doesn’t occur by chance, or coincidence, it was pure destiny awaiting to happen.
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“wow, you haven’t changed at all have you?” he says nonchalantly, acting as if you were an old friend he was catching up with. you weren’t sure how to respond, the surrealism of the moment brought you everywhere but reality. all you really could do was blink, fluttering your lashes at his towering figure over you. though there was a sea of people in this packed, lively bar, it felt like only you two existed in this confined space. he tried striking up the usual basic conversation with the typical, how’re your studies going? work’s been treating you well? anything exciting happen in your life recently? you gave as much of a vague answer as you could, barely putting any thought or effort, you were only giving him the same treatment that he gave back then. he would often come off as bored or condescending at times, it felt good to take back just the little bit of power you upheld.
you quietly observe as he orders another drink, two actually, not even bothering to ask what you wanted. he hands you a glass with a salted rim, the clear liquid made you believe it was either vodka or tequila, either way you gulped it down in no time and squeeze the lime on the side as chaser. you didn’t have much to drink but his presence alone was already enough to make you feel tipsy. “i thought you said you were never coming back to the city?” you blurt out, instantly scolding yourself for bringing up the past this quickly. it was just the undying curiosity of wanting to know the inner depths of him, not the stonewall of a persona he portrays to be. “i don’t know, guess i just felt like visiting. also had some unfinished business to attend to.” there he goes again with those subtle answers, toying with you so easily. his responses have always annoyed you to a certain extent but this feels even more strange for some reason. what’s the “unfinished business” he’s referring to?
“so” he pauses, never actually finishing his thought. “so..” you awkwardly mimic, hoping he’ll spit out whatever the hell he has to say. it took some time before he clears his throat and takes a sip of what seemed like his fiftieth drink tonight. “soo, do you…maybe wanna get out of here?” you’re not sure what’s with the shy act suddenly, he wasn’t this timid when you first met him. it’s like you’re meeting a whole new person. “uhm, sure i guess” you spoke hesitantly, taking his hand as he reaches out for yours. bumping into loads of drunk people while he weaved you through the crowd, it felt like multiple eternities before you’ve found the exit. he lights a cigarette before heading down the vintage spiral staircase, still hand in hand with you. “goddamn… look at your fine ass. still just as sexy as i remember you last time mamas.” he gracefully compliments, walking slightly behind in attempts of getting better sight at the back view of the form fitting dress you wore. his hand left yours in favor of wrapping around your waist. “t-thanks.” you reply sheepishly, hoping that he doesn’t notice how flushed your cheeks are.
before getting in his car, there was one more thing you needed closure with, the one thing that constantly kept you up at night. “i don’t mean to be this straightforward but, i want to know your name. i know this probably sounds really lame and pathetic but it’s been eating me up inside since the day we met and… i just- i think i deserve the right to know is all.” you wanted to scream at your poor delivery, sounding nowhere near as confident as you did in your head. the cigarette was still tucked between his lips, taking another long drag before answering you. “damn, even after all this time i still occupy your mind sweetheart? that’s adorable,” he teases, reveling in on your confession. “but i suppose i can agree with you since i did keep you guessing for so long. it’s only fair you should know, right?” that sly little smirk never left his face, he knows exactly how to mess with you. “it’s jungkook. and you are?” ah, so he really does have a name. “y/n.” you mutter, looking down at the pavement. “that’s pretty, i like it. suits you well.” his hand raises yours to his lips, kissing it gently, “nice to formally meet you y/n.” your eyes dart at him reluctantly, hoping your palms weren’t too clammy. “you too, jungkook.” none of this still felt real to you, you wanted to pinch yourself and wake up immediately. “it’s kinda hot the way you say my name.” he casually admits, the grin on his face deepens, “that won’t be the only thing you’ll be screaming at the top of your lungs tonight though.”
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this certainly wasn’t the first (or last) time you found yourself like this. getting severe brush burn from the carpet by being obediently on your knees, swiftly bobbing your head as tears stream down your face, ruining your precious mascara. the only audible sounds were his groans echoing in the room of this giant suite at the four seasons. it gave a sense of familiarity, and oddly enough you found comfort in being in such a compromised situation. especially with him again. “fuck, you’re so pretty,” he grunts, grabbing a fistful of hair, never taking his eyes off you. “look even prettier with my cock stuffed deep in your mouth.” his words sent chills, all you wanted to do was keep pleasing him. your mind goes hazy from the end of his shaft hitting the back of your throat, other than the tears, you showed no outright emotion—you had to endure this, you’ve been praying for this moment since your first ever encounter. big doe eyes look up at him innocently as you suck the soul out of him, all the shiny gloss you wore on your lips now completely transferred onto him - in this perspective, you were utterly perfect.
“shit- you’re so good at this..” he hisses, watching as you kneel beneath him, saliva glistening on your chin as you gag all over his cock. you do the best you can to fit all of him, you did learn from the best after all. you hum against him in response, feeling his cock twitch from the sudden vibrations. if you keep going like this he’s bound to cum for sure, but he doesn’t want to give you that satisfaction - he wants to have all the power and control. “get up.” he spat harshly, if you swirl your tongue around him like that one more time he feels as tho he’s about to combust. the choice of only taking him further in made him even angrier. “did you not fucking hear me? i said get. the. fuck. up.” he pulls your hair tighter to yank your head back, forcing a semi-loud *pop* with your lips as you detach from his cock, swallowing the string of drool from the corner of your mouth. silly you for keep going, you should’ve listened the first time. now your forever fantasy of getting to suck him dry and drink his cum has sadly been cut short... “since you’re so damn greedy for this cock why don’t you go stand up against that window while i fuck you, hm?” your face becomes mortified when you haven’t realized just how big those windows truly were. it took up a quarter of the living room and the curtains were never closed which you also failed to notice. you were at the top floor of this 52 story building but still, you were rightfully nervous out of your mind.
the next thing you knew, your body’s pressed up to the cold glass, his big hands caressing both sides of your waist and trailing kisses to the exposed skin on your back. you watch the faint reflection of him toying with the hem of your mini dress, slowly pulling it up then stopping when he gets to a certain point. “oh.. what’s this here?” he asks, glancing down at your butterfly tattoo, his fingertips lightly brushing over the fresh ink. “guess you aren’t so innocent as i thought you were.” you shook your head, biting your lip when he gropes your ass, “n-never was i-innocent.” you quietly mewl. “oh yeah?” he breaths warmly against your neck, hiking the dress up further. “then be a good little slut for me and don’t speak unless i tell you to.” the palm of his hand slaps your cheek hard enough to leave a visible print, pushing you up against the window more. you were enjoying every single minute of this, you were so elated that you could cry again. you feel his touch down lower, grazing over your folds to feel how wet you are. “shit, you’re already dripping like this just from sucking me off? always knew you were such a filthy whore.” two fingers slid into your heat with ease, pumping them in and out. “nngh~” you moan lowly, “shh, quiet for me doll. wait ‘til i fill you with my cock then you can scream all you want.” when he pulls them out his chest collides with your back, rubbing himself between your folds and bringing his drenched fingers up to your mouth. of course, you open eagerly to suck on his sleek digits, you remember doing this exact thing last time. history truly does repeat itself.
once he fully settles in, the clench of you around him makes his brain all fuzzy, you feel so warm and inviting, could stay like this forever. “fuck.. so fucking tight” he husks, firmly gripping at your waist before he begins moving. first he goes at a normal pace, stuffing you nice and slow with delicate kisses to your shoulders. he soon built up more momentum, thrusting in and out of your soaking cunt as bodies clash together. you arch your back more as he his cock hits your walls deeper, mumbling a bunch of gibberish as he fucks you completely dumb. “what’s that doll? i can’t hear you, speak the fuck up.” he orders sternly, producing another harsh, loud slap to your ass - never letting up on his stamina. “ughh f-fuck! you’re so b-big, feels sso goood.” you whine, feeling nothing but cockdumb at this point. “yeah? you like the way i stretch this pussy out? gonna cream all over my cock just like you did for me last time baby?” his strokes get rougher with each question. “yes…yes.. oh fuck- jungkook! jungkookk!” you chant over and over like you’re casting a spell, the ring of his name slips on your tongue smoother than the pungent liquor you drank earlier. “only i can fuck you as good as this right? have you acting this obedient and submissive? bet you were manifesting this shit all long, just can’t enough of my cock can you?” the questions just won’t stop, and the waterworks soon start up again, you’re not sure how much more you can endure.
“don’t even fucking answer, i already know anyway.” his cockiness really pissed you off but at least he had the evidence to back his arrogance up. his pace grew relentless as he watches himself disappear in you, still gawking over the pretty design of the butterfly. you felt so close - that same knot tied in your stomach like you felt before; you haven’t had this feeling since the very first time, as if only he was the one to unlock this level of passion out of you. “g-gonna cum s-soonn.” you alert him, tasting the faint bitter saltiness from your tears pooling down. a pair of strong hands connect around your neck, wrapping tightly as he rams in harder, making your whole body tremble and shake. “go ahead, do it.” jungkook encourages supportively, “cum with me doll face.” those words were all you needed to hear to let go, screaming out his name and a slew of more curses. you feel your release drip down your leg, mind completely blank from the buzz taking over you. he quickly pulls out, dumping all his white seed onto your back as you whine from being empty again. you could honestly go for another round if he asked you to right now. it was fun while it lasted though, looking over at the skyline view while getting your back blown out - seemed like a literal dream come true.
the aftermath was quiet, you didn’t say much and neither did he, you reverted right back to your shy demeanor. when you cleaned up yourself in the bathroom you grabbed your purse to rummage for your house keys but he stops you mid action. “where’re you going?” that only confuses you more, where else would you be going? “uh, home?” you meekly respond, unsure of his real intentions. “don’t be like that, you can stay the night here.” he suggests, “my plane leaves in the morning though but you can sleep here for as long as you’d like, i’ll book this room for an extra day.” it was sweet of him to do that for you, it was the least he could do to mellow your sorrows. you were hoping to be with him for a bit longer but what were you expecting really? he’s just someone who comes and goes, taking everything you had to give, just to leave you high and dry all over again. “come here.” jungkook directs assertively, patting his thigh for you to sit on his lap, you waste no time in propping yourself onto him. “don’t be sad doll, cheer up. we’ll meet again sometime yeah?” you nod, feeling so hopeless and broken inside, he’s only saying this because he probably just wants to fuck again. that’s all you are to him, a fucktoy and nothing more. even though he sees you in that light, it still makes you feel validated in some twisted kind of way. at least right now you have all of his attention, it may just be momentarily but it felt so good. one thing was definitely made clear by him though - he was deeply, undeniably, in pure lust with you.
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spoopieere · 19 days
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Very long rant
Just expressing my love for these slashers dw
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I think none of you understand how bat shit crazy I am about Asa/Arkin and Preston/Jesse. Because- look, I’ve been all over them since 2020 okay? And for the past 3.5 years, I think about them daily. I think about them during meals, while I’m studying, in class, folding laundry- I CRY OVER THEM FFS. Istg I’ve been crying over them in silly angsts situations that I make up in my mind before I go to bed for the past years. I cried to the point that my old pillow cases literally got tear stains stacking and mold underneath bc of how damp it got. My crying got so severe that bawling my eyes out while thinking about them for 1 or 2 hours straight is normal. I cry about them almost every. Fucking. Night. If it’s mild, it’s 10-30 minutes. If it’s worse, 1-2 hours. If it’s severe, 3-4 hours. I cried so much I had to take water breaks, I cried until my head hurts and my eyes swollen. My nightly-crying streak record is 12 DAYS straight- where I cried over them every night. I can make myself cry on the spot if I think about them for too long. Sometimes they’d creep up inside my thoughts and I suddenly wanted to cry in public. I even shed a few tears during class bc I thought of them. They occupy my thoughts like a plague, I think about them so much that I just casually slip an “Arkin.” or “Preston!!” out loud- because I was repeating a scenario in my head. I even have a little self-insert to squeeze in there.
Once I got introduced to C.Ai, I got even worse because I literally cried from 11pm to 5AM while acting out the angstiest scenarios with the Jesse ai bot while rp-big as Preston. Don’t get me even fucking started on how many tears I shed over Asa ai bot while setting my persona as Arkin ( and vice versa ).
I’m so fucking obsessed I bought a black turtleneck bc I thought of Asa the moment I saw it. I always envisioned Asa as a cat. So now every time I see a video or pictures of cats meowing, abandoned cats or cats suffering, searching for their absent owners I just get sad then immediately get reminded of Asa. I compared Preston to a pigeon so now whenever I see any type of birds at all, I immediately think of Preston. I headcannoned Arkin to like fishing, so now IM interested in fishing. I have a ginormous amount of brain rot over these 4 mfs that- me and a mutual of mine, have texting back and forth all of our brainrot almost daily for THE PAST 7 MONTHS (since last June)- AND WE STILL HAVENT RAN OUT OF SHIT TO SAY YET.
AND- by the time I’m writing this it’s 5:45AM in my country, and I’ve just finished another crying session (over Jesse/ Preston this time) that lasted for over hour. Is this normal?? I don’t think it is. Idk what kind of autistic am I but DAMN-
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allexthakatt · 1 year
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Do I Wanna Know?
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Hiii! So I'm back, and I hope this is adequate cuz I just came up with this one in the middle of my shift and now I cannot stop thinking about it.
Warnings: ANGSTTTT! There might be a part 2 coming soon! I swear I tried to make this in one but this is getting reeeaaallly long and I've procrastinated long enough on posting this lol
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School.
A place you never necessarily appreciated but went nonetheless, a place you really shouldn't be visiting anymore now that you've graduated.
There is one reason, however, that made visiting it daily worth it.
Eddie motherfucking Munson.
Your best friend since you were literal children. You've practically been through everything together. He's seen you at your worst and vice versa. Your best friend who holds you in his arms on your worst days. Your best friend who would be there for you no matter what.
Your best friend; and that's all he'll ever be.
Your feelings for him began in 8th grade, your mom and dad had officially announced their divorce. He'd been there by you as you cried, knowing your dad was leaving for good this time.
"Hey, hey, it's all gonna be okay. Okay? I know your mom isn't the best, but you'll always have me, right? I'm here, sweetheart. I'm here."
That whole night he tried his best to keep a smile on your face. Watching all your favorite movies, listening to your favorite albums, even going as far to let you paint his nails. (Something he'd been heavily opposed to before.)
It was that night you fell in love with him. That night you knew you could see the rest of your life with him.
Little did you know, he fell too.
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Today was the day. The day you were finally going to tell Eddie how you feel. At this point in your friendship, it was only getting harder and harder to play pretend. Pretend you were absolutely smitten by this man.
There was once a time you'd been so sure you were going to get over him. So convinced that this was nothing but a school girl crush, it'd be over in a few weeks, you told yourself.
But then weeks turned to months, and months turned to years. Now, you're certain the long haired boy would be the death of you. It's the little things, you know? The way he looks at you, the long hugs that just friends really don't do, occasional hand holding, late night movie nights, not to mention the kisses you leave on his cheek every so often.
It was going to drive you mad if you didn't get this off your chest. Regardless on if he feels the same, he deserves to know your real feelings right?
...Right?
"Hey! I kinda need to talk to you at some point today when you get the chance?"
It was lunchtime, and while sure, you've been graduated for two years, no one tries to stop you when you come for lunch. So here you were.
"Yea, we can meet up in our usual spot after school if you want?" The nod of your head signals your agreement, butterflies blooming in your stomach as he looks at you. Then, he looks at the rest of the table before standing to his feet.
"I too, wanna talk about something with all of you! Theres been some... Interesting events that's transpired these last few weeks. I met a lady!"
The table fell silent, the boys trying to decipher whether or not he was just joking. You, however, were frozen. Hoping it was just a new friend.
"Her name is Stephanie, and she's been coming to our shows a lot lately. We started talking, she's actually really cool! And last night? I asked her out and she fucking said yes!"
This was it, the confirmation you needed. He didn't feel the same way. Obviously he didn't. There's no point in telling him your feelings anymore. Especially since now, apparently, he was already taken.
"Shes actually on her way over right now, do you guys wanna meet her? Shes kinda nervous but I assured her you're all cool. So don't be little shits, okay?"
The table as a whole agreed with anticipation. Dustin jokingly saying something about making no promises. Everyone was getting excited. You? You were silent.
"There she is!"
Seemingly out of nowhere came this beautiful girl. Long brown curls, piercing blue eyes, her attire was exactly what you would picture Eddies girlfriend to be. Guns n Roses t-shirt, black leather pants, heeled combat boots with bracelets up the wazoo. Thats not even mentioning her makeup. The perfect middle, not too dark, but not exactly bright either. She was oozing with confidence, making you more or less intimidated. She was perfect. And she wasn't you.
"Hi everyone! I'm Stephanie, but you can call me Steph. It's nice to finally meet you all!"
'Nervous my ass' you thought to yourself. This woman carried herself in the highest manner, and it definitely shows.
You pulled yourself out of your ass long enough to cast a smile at her. Trying not to focus too long on Eddies arms sliding to waist.
Gareth is the first to speak, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Gareth, this is Jeff, Grant, Dustin, Mike, Lucas, and that's Y/n. And on behalf of us all, you better not hurt him. We are the satanic criminals in town!"
Everyone laughed, even you. By this point you had gotten over the initial shock, now looking at Eddie and seeing how absolutely smitten he was with her. Seeing him so happy, so in love, was enough to get out of your thoughts. (At least for right now.)
It isn't his fault you never said anything sooner, even if he did feel the same way at some point. There's no use telling him the truth now, seeing as how you're getting confirmation of your biggest fears right at this moment.
But... seeing the smile on Eddies face as he stares at her, you can't bring yourself to do anything about it. It hurts, yeah. Fuck if it doesn't wreck your body to shreds. But that's your problem. And there's nothing you can really do about it.
The rest of lunch is just everyone getting to know Eddie's new girl, and to everyone's surprise, shes actually pretty nice. She listens to everything everyone says, shes witty and it's actually kind of impressive how well shes keeping up with all the chaos that is the hellfire table.
And that's the worst part. You can't even hate her.
Later on that day you attempt to meet Eddie in the woods near the school. A place he usually uses for deals and such, but it also acts as your meeting point if anything happens.
You don't even know why you still showed up. You're definitely not going to spill the beans about your feelings. However you figured it'd be kind of weird to just flake on him.
Instead, however, he flaked on you.
You'd been waiting for over an hour and a half, and still nothing but silence comes out of the woods. It wasn't hellfire today, and you know there's nothing else going on. Until it hits you.
He's probably with Stephanie.
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The following weeks are what can only be described by you is hell. You'd kept up the daily schedule of going to the school. If not for Eddie, for everyone else. They were all your friends. Not just Eddie.
But it was getting more and more difficult to pretend you don't care. To pretend it's not a stab in your chest every time you see them kiss, or hug, or hold hands. It's getting to the point where it's impossible.
Your breaking point to edging closer. Truly, how much more could you take? He was happy, clearly, but fuck if it was gut-wrenchingly painful to see.
Dustin, Mike, and Lucas had all known about your pain. The three of them trying their best to keep you busy when you showed a sign of that wall breaking.
It was pretty incredible how mature they were, really. If you didn't know them you wouldn't really think they'd be freshman.
But despite their efforts, that wall you'd tried to hard to build, would soon come crashing down.
Eddie and Stephanie were sitting close together, giggling about some inside joke you'll never know. It was silly, really, to have something this small send you toppling over the edge. It was when Eddie sneaked a kiss to her lips when the wall cracked. Everything you'd bottled up behind it came crashing out. Shattering into millions of pieces, daring to cut into you at any given moment.
You'd made a decision that day. You couldn't do this. Not anymore.
Hellfire could deal without you. Dustin, Mike and Lucas would surely understand. Maybe Grant, Jeff, and Gareth would be confused, but you're sure it wouldn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why you wont be showing up anymore. You just needed to tell Eddie the truth. Something you'd initially decided against, but if anyone deserves to know, it's him.
The Gods have granted you one day without Stephanie. Eddie mentioning her grandma needing her help with something. If you were only going to get this one day, you'd be dammed if you didn't use it.
"Hey Eddie? Can we talk? In private?"
The look on your face sent Eddie a weird feeling, something was wrong. Has been wrong for a few days now. He'd been trying to shake this feeling off, but now, looking at you, he has to face it head on.
"Yeah, sure. Wanna go to our spot?"
You nodded and turned to grab your things. Making your way over to the exit, squeezing Dustins shoulder on the way, letting him know what's about to happen. You turn back, taking one last look at them, seeing them waving sadly at you. Giving them one more smile, you head outside with Eddie.
Once you finally reach the table in the woods, you sit down. The already unstable dam close to breaking.
"Y/n, you gotta talk to me, sweetheart. Did something happen? You've been... Off. These past few days."
You let out a sad little laugh.
"It's been a hell of a lot longer than a few days, Eds. I need to tell you something, and I know it's gonna completely destroy everything. But I- I can't go on much longer denying my own feelings."
Eddie is staring at her, nodding his head, egging her to continue.
"I'm in love with you, Eddie. I have been for so fucking long. And I know it's kinda selfish of me to just tell you now that you have Stephanie, but Eddie, I'm gonna get honest with you, it's getting fucking impossible to see her hung up on your lap every day and pretend I'm okay with that. To pretend I'm not in fucking agony."
She stood closer to him, tears welling in her eyes.
"Remember the day you told us all about Steph? When I told you I had something to tell you?"
He nodded, words getting caught up in his throat. That day he'd lost track of time, by a whole three hours nonetheless. He'd been showing Stephanie the hellfire room, all his figurines and costumes. By the time he realized he'd kept you waiting, you'd already been long gone. You never brought it up again the next day, so neither did he. Maybe he should've.
"That day, I was gonna tell you everything. I was gonna spill my heart out to you right here in our spot. I'm kinda glad you flaked on me that day, actually. I have no idea what I would've said to you.
I tried to keep going, to keep pushing through because you look... So happy. Every time you hug her, or kiss her, or even just laugh with her, Eddie it wrecks me. I can't keep going like this. It's nothing short of torture and I need... To stop."
Eddie stepped away from her a bit.
"Stop? What is that supposed to mean? It's not my fault you didn't say anything before! Now you spring this shit on me out of the blue? Because why? You couldn't handle it anymore? Thats not fair, Y/n."
Eddie was getting overwhelmed. He'd spent so long dreaming about you telling him all this. So long he'd pined for his best friend. Now that he'd finally moved on, turns out she'd felt the same way along? He didn't know what to think.
"I know it's not Eddie! But what would be even more unfair is me disappearing and giving you no explanation as to why. To just leave everyone hanging and no one knowing why... That's why I'm telling you this. Because I cant... I can't continue to wish I was something I'm not."
"And what's that, huh?"
"Yours."
Eddie didn't mean to get so heated. His emotions were everywhere, he didn't know what to think, let alone say next. Fortunately, you did.
"I love you Eddie. And you don't love me and that's okay. But I cannot keep pretending that I don't."
She took a step closer to him, grabbing his hands. He was frozen in place, not knowing what was about to happen.
"You're my best friend, Eddie. I'll always be here for you. Don't ever feel like I'm abandoning you. I just won't be coming around here anymore. I have to do this. For me and you. I know you really like Steph. And you know whats so fucked up about this? I actually like her too. It'd be so much easier if I could just... Hate her. But I can't. Because she makes you happy and that's something I can't bring myself to hate."
You squeezed his hand, looking up at him with tears in your eyes. Not even bothering to wipe them away anymore.
"If you need me, you know where I am."
You gave him one last hug, squeezing to make it last.
With that you let go, and walked away, leaving Eddie trying to put himself back together.
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When Eddie finally got back to the table, he was silent. The three freshmen looking at him sympathetically. He'd lost his best friend, had he really been so blind?
Eddie tries to think back to all the times you'd spend night together. The times you'd fall asleep on his chest, hands clinging to whatever shirt he was wearing that night. The times you'd jump in his arms from some cheesy horror flick her got, specifically to make you flinch on him. The times Eddie would sneak in your window for no reason other than just wanting to be in your presence.
The times Eddie almost spilled his guts out to you just as you had.
He feels like he's about to throw up. Of course he'd fucked this up, too. Stephanie is really cool, he likes her a lot. But she's not you, and she never will be.
If only he'd just waited. One more day, even! You'd be together, kissing, cuddling, hell he'd even consider taking you to prom seeing as you didn't go to yours. He'd do anything to go back in time, to make this right. To go back to before he'd broken your heart.
You needed your space, he knew that, and maybe, he thinks, this is for the better.
Maybe Y/n and I are just... Not meant to be.
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Part 2??
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So about the fics you’re writing… the larthur one is very appealing tbh😭 but I’d die for landoscar???
Could we have a snippet of both? Pretty please🥺
hiiiii! i'm gonna assume you want the landoscar harry potter au snippet because i'm very proud of this one hehe but if you meant the agents of shield one, just let me know!
anyways, both snippets under the cut! ♡
landoscar harry potter au, but make it oscar staring from afar while ignoring his friend group (the friend group in question: arthur, logan, dennis and an oc meant to represent the audience)
“There’s no way Max Verstappen is that funny,” Dennis says, scrunching his nose at the sight, “I see the guy on a daily basis and he’s never even tried to crack a joke.” They all focus on the scene before their eyes. Max keeps talking animatedly, everyone around him completely enraptured. Lando giggles, Alex laughs, George looks like he wants to rip out his own ears and Charles is just a mix of confused and fascinated. It checks.  “My brother says you just, and I quote, have to look past the cover. Whatever that means,” Arthur has his mouth full, making the words not as clear as he probably thinks they are, “I think he’s just been pining for years unable to say a thing to the guy. So.” Oscar’s eyebrows rise very comically if Nora’s reaction is anything to go by. His attention goes back to the group, zones in on Lando despite Charles being the reason why he looked again.  The thing is: he doesn’t like Lando Norris. He’s never liked him. Or. Well. That’s just not true. He used to. Like him, that is. And then the whole third year prank happened and Logan cried, Nora spent a night in the infirmary and Oscar decided that he hated the guy. Dumb teenage crush be damned. And yet… Everyone seems to like him. Adore him. He’s seen people from other houses cheer for Hufflepuff during matches dressed up in Lando jerseys, girls and boys alike swooning every time he spots the snitch. Oscar doesn’t get it, he’s literally just some guy. Sure, a somewhat funny and ridiculously charming guy, but… Just some guy at the end of the day. At least that's what he keeps telling himself.
and larthur being soft and tentative because that really is just their whole dynamic in this fic, so, yeah.
Dinner started approximately half an hour ago. Give or take ten minutes. And Lando is still finishing getting ready, Arthur waiting for him by the door, shoulder leaning against it. He had insisted on waiting despite the Brit’s reassurance that he would be fine on his own, that it was indeed part of his brother’s wedding weekend and while Lando could afford to be a little late, Arthur couldn’t. Not really. It hadn’t mattered. “On your left.”  Lando’s head snapped in that direction, finally seeing the shoe he had been looking for. They were late. So late. He was sure Max would be planning his death by now. Deserved. Truly. “You have the keycard? I think I lost mine. Who loses a keycard? S’not like we did much today! Where…? I don’t get it. Should be somewhere… Around here.” Lando’s voice is high-pitched, stress flowing through his veins.  Last thing he wants is to ruin their weekend. Which he won’t, but he’s nervous, so. Not like he can properly think things through. It’s not until Arthur is standing right in front of him, hands on his shoulders, worried expression on his face, that Lando allows himself to take a deep breath.  “I texted Charles. They know we’re late, it’s okay. Just, uh… A few threats about tomorrow’s dinner being the most important and all that.” He says it like it’s nothing, but Lando feels his insides churn. He nods a bit, looking at him, truly looking at him. Arthur’s brows are furrowed, like he’s worried Lando might snap at any time now. The weight of his hands on his shoulders is comforting, makes him feel centered, stops his mind from going into a spiral of “what ifs”. Lando manages a small smile in his direction, his hands traveling to the other’s forearms, squeezing lightly.  Thank you. I don’t get it. Thank you. Arthur smiles back, softly, before letting his hands fall down his arms until they’re not touching anymore and Lando’s taken back to Croatia.
hope u enjoy them both, let me know if you want to see more! ♡
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Am I starting another multi chapter? No… probably not… honestly idk. 😆 All I know for sure is that while I was listening to Taylor Swift’s “‘tis the damn season” today this scene legit just popped into my head. I had to get it out lol. Thanks to @thisisartbylexie for pushing me to just do it! I don’t usually share the whole fic on here anymore, but I think tumblr did something that made AI scraping less likely, right? Anyway, hope you enjoy this little modern au one shot. Will I ever do more with it? Who can say? Again, I just had to get it written. ❤️
Hometown
The floorboards creaked loudly when she stepped up into the attic, sounding as angry and bitter as the late owner of this old house had been.
Rey walked around the boxes and tools and junk, silently cursing her grandfather for leaving all this for her to deal with. Not a word of love or care in all these years since she’d left. Nothing but a cluttered old house, left to her out of legal necessity.
Her eyes soon narrowed in on a box in the corner with “Rey” scribbled on the top. Crouching down, she ripped the tape off the box’s seam, opening the top to reveal the contents. She found herself instantly transported back to another time. Another life.
Rey pulled out a little doll, tattered and worn after all the years she’d clutched it close in the nights she’d cried herself to sleep. She swallowed a jagged lump, setting the little thing aside and continuing to pull items out. There were books and clothes and shoes, and little scraps she’d collected as a child. It might have warmed her heart to see that these things were kept, but she knew it was only for lack of care that these random items were all swept into a box and placed in the attic, her grandfather as content to forget her as she was him.
When she reached the very last item at the bottom of the box though, she instantly froze, sitting back against her heels, almost afraid to touch it. Hesitant fingers finally reached out, grasping the weathered red flannel, pulling it out and allowing herself to hold it close for the first time in so many years. Rey’s eyes clamped shut… she could smell his soap. Maybe the cling of the subtly spicy and woodsy aroma was long gone from the fabric and this was just a memory. It didn't really matter. Because either way, just like that, it filled her senses all over again. He filled her senses.
The slow walks in the woods, the long country drives going nowhere, the late night laughter over nothing at all, the almost daily light hearted arguments because neither were good at admitting when they were wrong.
And the way his arms wrapped around her body had taught her what it was to want something more than friendship from a boy.
Before Rey knew it, she was slipping her own arms into the flannel and pulling it up over her shoulders, allowing herself to get as close to those memories as she could. She was swimming in the thing, just as she was the night Ben put it on her as he walked her home, grumbling about how she was always cold and never remembering her own jacket. But he didn’t mind, not really. She could tell. He looked almost pleased at the sight of her in it, but his lips twisted away the smile that threatened for just a moment. So quick, you could almost miss it. But she didn’t, and it warmed her almost as much as the flannel that still carried the literal warmth of his body.
God, if she could only go back to that moment, and a hundred more just like it. If she could only have stayed in this town a little longer, to see where those moments would have led. To see if one night his arms might have stayed around her a little longer and held her a little tighter.
But they never got that chance. Ben seemed almost as eager for her to leave town as she was, to get away from her grandfather and to make something more of her life after high school. He was excited for her. Sometimes she wondered what she might have done if instead Ben had begged her to stay.
But he didn’t.
Rey hugged the flannel a little tighter around her body, realizing that her eyes had started to cloud. She had to sniffle genuine tears away, even though she wasn’t sorry for the loss of any other part of her life in this town. The loss of him was more than enough.
Shaking her emotions off and standing up, that old shirt hanging almost to her fingertips, she looked around at the seemingly endless work it would take to unload this house. She wondered how long she’d have to stay here and be away from the city. This wasn’t exactly the vacation she’d been wishing for, but it had to be done regardless. And maybe something good would come from all of it.
Not that she could hope to see Ben Solo again, she thought to herself with a little laugh, hands absentmindedly smoothing up and down the comforting fabric against her arms. What were the chances he’d still be here in this town?
Right here where she’d left him seven years ago.
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JABXKAKAKALA HELLO HI I hope you're doing well!! I just wanted to start off by saying that I saw your response to the email you received on Instagram and I love how you handled it so so much as a fellow queer person that loves creating and writing!! Thank you so much for everything that you have done!
AND SECONDLY I've been listening to audio drama podcasts for around four years now, and I'd only stumbled upon The Bright Sessions last year (after my friend recommended it to me over and over again!), which is pretty recent! And I just wanted to say that the amount of emotions and inspiration I received from listening to the podcast has just about changed my life 😭
I started listening to it avidly (on the daily JDNJAA on my walks to and from school and work) and just grew so so attached to the characters. The way you write their narratives is absolutely beautiful and brings me to tears if I think about it long enough😭 The way Sam is so full of love and care while struggling to do so for herself and that turmoil visibly affecting her relationships with other people?? OW OW OW it hurts so good every time?? AND JOAN OH MAn I love how Joan is written SO MUCH I think she actually changed my brain chemistry genuinely?? she is so layered and so full of emotion (it's safe to say that safe house ii absolutely DESTROYED me for that 😭❤️) and her dynamics with others ?? the amount of research put into writing her?? beautiful so beautiful HDBSJAHA and I could go on about every single character but that would take YEARS but I just want to say that the writing is so layered and authentic because these characters /aren't/ perfect, but they're still so lovable in every way, there's still some way to emphasize (I love Caleb) with them (COUGHS LOUDLY DAMIEN) even when they seem like the most unlikable (COUGHS LOUDER DAMIEN WADSWORTH HELEN) characters ever (I love how they're written so much I think it has actually changed my brain chemistry). ALSO the voice acting?? is absolutely BEAUTIFUL?? the amount of soul and found family vibes that go into this is just absolutely incredible I cannot stress it enough. Sam's panic attacks were written perfectly along with Mark's hidden anxieties and Agent Green's own guilt and hurt and oh man I COULD GO INTO HEAVY DETAIL ABOUT ALL OF THIS but oh man this is just incredible😭😭 also super random but the soundtrack makes me so emotional WHICH LEADS ME TO MY NEXT POINT AJDBAJ
I started listening to this in my freshman year of highschool (uh oh) so a lot of things were really stressful for me during this time! The Bright Sessions was something that despite causing me emotional pain, provided me healing just as much JSBXKAJAKDJSJKSD AND LIKE OKAY OKAY I would listen to this on my walks to and from school (I was walking back from school once and was zoning out until I heard Caleb beating the shit out of Damien and had to stop on the sidewalk to take in what just happened) and during art (I heard the part with Mark and Damien in the van and had to sit down when I heard Damien's backstory) and after I got my eyes dilated and couldn't look at much (I listed to agent Green's goodbye and actually cried until I couldn't breathe) and listened to the college tapes while studying for my unit circles test and just thank you thank you for the road trips and room cleaning memories and for being the best story to listen to while painting and going on runs. I struggled a lot with mental health and accepting myself as queer, and SO many of the narratives throughout the story also helped me figure out who I was, so thank you so so much for everything 😭 I still relisten to several of the episodes and still get that giddy feeling in my stomach when I hear the am archives soundtrack get a little darker, or literally want to lie down every time I hear an interaction with Frank and Chloe, but just overall thank you so much😭❤️🫂🫂
RAHHH AGAIN I'm so sorry this was so long but truly thank you so much for everything that you do!! your writing is absolutely incredible and your voice acting and the way you handle difficulties is so inspirational!! the rest of the cast and the art and community and soundtrack just,,, chefs kiss. thank you so much for being an incredible role model and inspiration for so many people!!!
HI WOW OH MY GOD THIS MESSAGE IS SO AMAZING THANK YOU!!!!!
I'm so glad the instagram video resonated with you (if anyone's curious, this is the video)! and I'm sO glad you found The Bright Sessions!! it means so much to me that you love the characters the way you do, that you see their imperfections and their complexities and you care about them because of and in spite of them!!
I'm so happy that the show could be a part of your life in such a real way - listening to it in so many places, and having it there in difficult times. that it helped you with healing and figuring stuff out is the highest praise that you could possibly give! I poured my heart and soul into this show - as did all of our amazing cast and crew - so it's incredible to hear that it touched you in the way that it did.
also, hearing that you love the TAMA score is so amazing - I love that score, Evan did such an incredible job!!
thank you so so SO much for this wonderful message and for loving my characters and my world and for telling me about it!! I'm so grateful to you!!!
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Time changes things
It amazes me that when I look back over my life, how true this statement is. Time does indeed change things. 9 years ago today, my world fell apart yet again. I was dating a man who I thought loved me and wanted to spend his life with me.
I was just coming out of a horrible abusive marriage and was longing to hear those words I had so very much missed for the last 24 years. I was vulnerable and believed everything he was feeding me, even when my intuition was screaming something wasn't right. I continued to believe him because my life was so barren from emotion.
I bought into it, hook, line, and sinker. The day I found out he was nothing more than a sociopathic liar, I kicked him to the curb, literally with no second chances. I called him out for everyone to see. No man was ever going to get over on me more than once. I was done, but I was truly hurt because I trusted yet again. After all the pain I endured during my marriage and the fact that he knew all that I went through, yet he still chose me to hurt this way.
It was more than I could bear, I shut down emotionally and went into my writing. I didn't let another man get close to me. I instead got closer to God, I prayed, and I cried, and I let time heal me.
As time went on, I realized the lessons he had taught me from this pain. I could make it on my own without a man. I taught my girls never to put up with a lying, cheating man. That I should always listen to my intuition, always.
Even a year later, my world changed 360. And nine years later, well…I could never imagine where I would be from that pain I was in back then. I have my faith, I have an incredible family and wonderful friends. I have a business I love, a home I never imagined getting. I finished my first book and wrote a second book. I am happy and peaceful.
I am truly grateful for the pain he caused me because I would have never found myself and these lessons without it.
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British F1 driver Lando Norris is victim of an 'expensive' robbery at Marbella villa
British F1 driver Lando Norris is victim of an 'expensive' robbery at Marbella villa he was sharing with TikTok model Jennie Dimova, just two years after he had £144,000 watch stolen at Wembley Euro 2020 final By Jonathan McEvoy for the Daily Mail Published: 11:40 EDT, 29 June 2023 | Updated: 13:34 EDT, 29 June 2023 Lando Norris has revealed he was robbed while on holiday in Marbella – two years after he had his £144,000 watch stolen at Wembley. The British F1 star was spending downtime in a luxury villa when the robbers struck, though he was not in the building at the time. Social media influencer Jennie Dimova was with the 23-year-old on the holiday, and has since spoken about the incident online. And speaking ahead of Sunday's Austrian Grand Prix, Norris disclosed: 'We were out for dinner and our place got robbed. 'A mixture of many things were stolen. Some were expensive and some were not so expensive. It is still an ongoing investigation so I cannot say too much.' Norris was left 'shocked' after having his Richard Mille watch stolen while leaving the hooligan-hit 2020 European Championship final between Italy and England in 2021. Lando Norris (seen left) was the victim of a robbery in Marbella, where he was holidaying with friends including TikTok model Jennie Dimova (right) Norris was previously targeted when robbers stole his Richard Mille watch back in July 2021 In a video shared to TikTok on Sunday evening, Dimova - who is believed to be dating Norris' close friend and fellow driver Max Fewtrell - looked visibly distraught by the turn of events.  'If you're wondering why I look like that, it's because our villa got robbed,' Dimova said to camera. 'And everything I've ever owned: my bags, my clothes, my shoes, my jewellery, everything is f****** taken.  'I'm left with literally nothing after collecting this stuff for f******* years. So, you know what? I mean, I cried for like two hours but, what can I f****** do?' Two years earlier, Norris was the victim of a violent mugging perpetuated by two thieves after the driver watched England lose to Italy on penalties in the European Championship final.  Norris was held in a heldlock by an unknown man whilst another robber wrenched the timepiece - one of just five in the world - from his wrist as the driver made his way to his car in the yellow VIP car park at Wembley Stadium.  One man accused of being involved in the theft, Liam Williams, 25, of Bootle, Merseyside was cleared of the robbery after a week-long trial at Harrow Crown Court in March 2023.  Williams - whose DNA was found on the racing driver's left wrist - denied the charge and was found not guilty by a jury after two hours of deliberation.  He shared during the trial that he had been shown the stolen watch in a pub, where he had watched the final after failing to secure a ticket, but had no idea where those who showed it to him had found it.  Norris was one of only five owners of the specially commissioned time piece by Richard Mille McLaren currently sit fifth in the constructors' standings, more than 20 points behind Alpine Williams later claimed he received threatening calls warning him to keep his mouth shut about the watch.  The driver would have hoped the weekend break might have been a respite from a trying season.     He has endured a disapointing year for McLaren, scoring just 12 points from eight races, but is due an upgrade in Spielberg. Norris finished outside the points last race weekend in Montreal, hot on the heels of a lacklustre 17th-place finish in Barcelona at the start of June.  Share or comment on this article: British F1 driver Lando Norris is victim of an 'expensive' robbery at Marbella villa via Formula One | Mail Online https://www.dailymail.co.uk?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490
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tagged by @cytharat @fangrui thank you 💗💗
this is so hard 😅😅
10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags
Chu Wanning (The Husky and His White Cat Shizun) - I am amazed at just how much I love this character. 
Tian (Atots) -  Did my baby make bad choices regarding his health? Yes.
Porsche (KinnPorsche) - He is a baby and I miss him
Adachi (Cherry Magic) - It was like looking at myself and I cried the entire time.
Wen Kexing (Word of Honor) -  He is my poor little mewow mewow
Nozue (Old Fashion Cupcake) - how do I explain! Nozue-san, you deserve everything.
General Choi Yeong (Faith) - he was a real life person however the drama was fictional. And he melted my heart everytime he called Eun Soo Imja so yeah.
Kyoko (Okitegami Kyoko no Biboroku) - My girl resets every time she goes to sleep. It was relief coated angst and I wish there were more.
Dongfang Qingcang (Cang Lan Jue) - Sometime the villain is the hero and I am so thankful that I got to see it.
Baek Nakyum (Painter of The Night) - 3 seasons of pain and suffering and it never gets easy. He deserves to be happy. 
put your top 9 favourite characters!
Kwak Hyun (Hospital Ship) - this man said she can do what she wants, my feelings about who she meets is absolutely unnecessary. So yeah the male lead saying this almost 5/6 years ago in kdrama was very rare
Kurosawa (Cherry Magic) - he saw Adachi
Eun Soo (Faith)- Kudos to Eun Soo for navigating her Goreyo era time travel experience with greed and history knowledge to survive. And also cause she bagged one of the most decorated general in that era.
Bai Qian (Ten Miles of Peach Blossom) - while I do take issue with Susu, Bai Qian kicked everyone and their mother's ass. So she definitely deserves this
Dong Yi (Dong Yi) - She was real life person from history and the character in the drama was great
Kinn (KinnPorsche) - he is out, loud and proud. Anyone that questions him gets a bullet to their head. What’s not to love?
Mo Ran (The Husky and His White Cat Shizun) - Dress him up however you want, TXZ or Mo Ran. I want him for CWN.
Phupa (ATOTS) - this forest ranger said gay dudes also live in the wilderness but can they communicate? Nooooo
Zhou Zishu (Word of Honor) - He was ready to yeet himself from existence but then he met a dude.
people you want to get to know better
Last Song: Mean x Jeff Satur's new song
Currently Watching: so many dramas!
Currently Reading: SVSSS
Last series: Natsuzora. I love my daily jdramas a lot and they are so addictive!
Last movie: Alienoid
Favourite food: how do I categorize! I love food!
Favourite color: soft tones of all colors, idk how to describe it however my closet is filled with really bright colors 🤣🤣
Song stuck in my head: Over the Moon (The Eclipse OST)
Last thing you googled: Back pain exercise. ouchie
Time: 1 am
Dream trip: there is literally so many places!! But I would like a trip where I have plenty of time so I can actually see things or lazy about and do nothing instead of just whooshing through.
Last thing you read: The Husky and His White Cat Shizun
Last book you enjoyed reading: ☝️
Last book you hated reading: I rather not say
Favourite thing to cook/bake: the food!! I don't like all the cleaning after but I am an excellent cook and a better baker. I like the food I make most of the time lol
Favourite craft to do in your free time: drawing, gif making, 
Most niche dislike: replying to email 
Opinion on circuses: meh
Do you have any sense of direction? : Yes? At least I think I do. 
content creator appreciation! list five favourite sets you’ve made and send this ask to five other content creators
I like trying new styles every now and then. I tried a new layout style recently.
This one is a fade effect, takes forever! I tried with 4x4 but my favorite ones are 3x3
This comic book overlay is another one. Maybe I will try this style again.
I am scared of color overlays, but this one turned out okay.
Ooooo this was cool effect overlay I tried.
Tagging a few people and anyone who would like to join @billlkin @moonlightchicken @vegastheerapanyakul @guzhu-furen @machikeita (feel free to ignore)
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Artist asks 🥰 Could you answer 3, 17, 21 and 24 for me?? Or just any of these you feel like answering ❤️
THANK YOU SWEETIE 🥰 God, this is going to be interesting. 😂
(Also really sorry for the delay with the answer, a lot of things got in the way unfortunately.)
3. Least favourite things to draw?
Groups of people (everything above 3), children (they're hard to draw 😭), pictures with a lot of details (I love them, and god do I wish I had the patience, but like one third of the way through them I'm ready to throw hands). If you ever see me do something detailed or with a more extensive background, I probably cried and despaired a lot along the way. So yeah, backgrounds sometimes, when the background wasn't there to begin with and supposed to aid the picture somehow.
17. What inspires you?
Nature, landscapes, art in general, visiting museums, getting out of the rutt and going literally anywhere, seeing anything I don’t see daily. Sometimes people’s fanfictions or stories are really inspiring, I’ve also been inspired by music. Movies and tv shows as well, but it can also be the most random thing. Last year I saw patches of flowers next to fields in Denmark while driving through. And I still have this really vivid picture in my head because of it that i definitely want to still put on paper.
21. Weirdest thing you've ever drawn?
I honestly don’t think I’ve ever drawn anything too weird? If you don’t count having no real concept of dimensional drawing or how anatomy actually works. I’m so easily embarrassed by what I’m drawing, that I’m too scared to draw and share anything embarrasing/weird. 
Though now that I’m thinking about it, it might be this. I’m full of regret both in regards of how much time I spent on it and how it turned out, also that it was for probably one of my favourite fics in this fandom and it’s just not good. 
24. How do you deal with artblock?
Usually artblock deals with me. 🥲 Seriously though, I think in the past I wasn't good dealing with it and wouldn't draw for weeks, months or years sometimes, which wasn't helpful because I never really developed a good workflow to fall back on.
I think I've managed to let go of some of the fear of failure when it comes to drawing itself now, that always held me back. Even when I'm not in the mood for it, I sit myself down and draw anyway. If I have no idea I look for a reference and just do gesture drawinga/studies. Just to keep myself in the process of drawing at least once or twice a week. I haven't dealt with major artblock in the past year. I get frustrated occasionally when nothing looks right, but I just try to push myself through it. Not everything you make has to be a masterpiece anyway. Sometimes it's just about doing the thing.
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eldritchsurveys · 27 days
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1182.
1. Did you wake up cranky? >> I didn't, which is a relief because I was prepared for my inability to sleep through the night to kick my ass again.
2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now? >> I would not be interested in that.
3. Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys? .
4. Would you ever smile at a stranger? >> Sure.
5. Can you commit to one person? >> As in, can I be monogamous? No. Not interested.
6. How do you look right now? >> Absolutely fetching.
7. What exactly are you wearing right now? >> Blue Stitch-patterned pajama pants, undershirt, Duff's hoodie. Literally the exact same thing I was wearing yesterday, when a different survey asked me the same question. 8. How often do you listen to music? >> At least one song daily.
9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more? >> Joggers, more accurately. I don't usually wear sweatpants specifically.
10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2014? . 11. Are you a social or an antisocial person? >> If the question is "am I more prosocial or antisocial?" then the answer is "more prosocial overall, in actions, anyway". If the question is "am I more social or asocial?" then the answer is "more asocial overall".
12. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? .
13. Are you good at hiding your feelings? >> Sure. I've had a lot of practice and a lot of instruction.
14. Can you drive a stick shift? >> I cannot. I also can't drive an automatic shift. 15. Do you care if people talk badly about you? >> I do care. I want to be treated well and with compassion. Caring about this is the foundation of setting boundaries with myself -- when people do inevitably talk badly about me, I know that I want them to have as little access to me as possible.
16. Are you going out of town soon? >> Not until April, which is soon-ish, I suppose.
17. When was the last time you cried? >> Day before last.
18. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? .
19. If you could change your eye color, would you? >> Sure, why not.
20. Name something you have to do tomorrow? >> I don't think I have any tasks I want to do tomorrow, specifically.
21. Name something you dislike about the day you’re having. >> The way the space heater vibrates against the floor is really getting under my skin today.
22. Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex? .
23. Are you nice to everyone? >> I am not nice.
24. What are you sitting on right now? >> My bed.
25. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? .
26. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? .
27. Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night? >> I didn't speak to anyone yesterday.
28. Do you get a lot of colds? >> I rarely get one.
29. Have your pants ever fallen down in public? >> No. 30. Does anyone hate you? >> It's plausible.
31. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to? . 32. Do you like watching scary movies? >> I love watching scary movies. It's the majority of what I watch.
33. Are you a jealous person? >> I can be insecure, which I guess is the foundation of jealousy, but I don't think my insecurity manifests quite that way.
34. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be? .
35. Did you have a dream last night? >> I'm sure I did.
36. Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to? >> I mean, Can Calah. Not anyone outworld. 37. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? >> I assume so, but five years is plenty of time for seemingly-stable situations to go awry.
38. Do you think someone has feelings for you? >> That seems wild and impossible to me, but I am aware of how skewed my perception is, so *shrug*
39. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? >> See above.
40. Did you have a good day yesterday? >> It was better than previous days, that's for sure.
41. Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship? .
42. Is your life anything like it was two years ago? >> It's pretty similar, except for the fact that I wasn't yet living here (that wouldn't happen until mid-March, I think).
43. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now? .
44. What’s the best part about school? . 45. Do you have any pictures on your Facebook? >> Just the one.
46. Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school? >> I did.
47. Do you replay things that have happened in your head? >> Constantly. Rumination is a big problem for me.
48. Were you single over the last summer? .
49. What are you supposed to be doing right now? >> There is nothing pressing that needs doing. 50. Don’t tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive? .
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andtruelovewaitseng · 2 months
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Why am I in YWAM?!?!
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How did I end up here? God moves in mysterious ways I guess, that was something I used to say all the time not in a mocking way but to explain the unexplainable until I lived the unexplainable.
After I finished sociology there were too many doubts inside me, because even though going around the world helping others and sharing God's love with them has always been all I want to do, the world puts you in this stage following thinking that made me think that it would come at some point but first I should work until I accumulate 10, 15 million and then buy an apartment, for some reason.
When I looked at my day-to-day life a steady job and missions some weekends and time off seemed like enough for a comfortable life, but yet everything was heavy, and I felt trapped. My life should be more than accumulating money and paying for things, I don't exist for this. Eventually, everything I have bought or owned I will throw away. No matter how hard I work I won't have the time or money to pay for the therapies that the Colombian autism league and Colsanitas offer me haha. An unattainable constant.
However, resting in God, this reality had to have some sense. But one day I was asked to approach the missionaries who came from Kona and show them how we worked with the children and translate and I met 2 people who turned everything inside my heart around. That day 2 people from two completely different countries that were now living on an island in the Pacific came to a whole new continent, to my country Colombia, punctually in Cota, the small town that is 15 minutes from my house. That day we then talked and shared emotions that I was also feeling, they told me about this beautiful place where they healed many wounds, and memories, grew stronger and their lives completely changed. And I think to myself is there be something else?
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In my mind, it is unreal that a person who earns 2M COP per month although that is already an unreal salary to have in Colombia, can leave the country for so long and pay to study AGAIN. So that day I laugh, I am grateful, and I go on with my day and take this new friendship as a gift and a hope that God in his plan does something in all of us that disappears that uncertainty at some point. However, when I got home my mom started talking to me about how it would be very logical that after studying what I studied, after the mission trips I had been doing since I was 18 and the volunteer work I had done since I was 14 and after basically the fact that my great sense of life for studying and employment is missions, why not go to YWAM/YWAM? Why not do a training in missions? Even more so when I can have an emphasis and continue to study more and learn for community development. Honestly, it made all the sense in the world.
But it would mean having to face the reality that the comfort of a job and missions some days, my friendships, my daily life, skating, loving, everything had to stop, at least for a moment, which I have no idea how long it will last.
However I gave it to God, we prayed from May to September, we applied, we cried, we prayed again, God brought back Josh (another missionary serving full time here in Kona) and it is the last sign I need. After my application, they give me a discount of 700 USD. Then they accepted my visa, gave me permission to study without changing it, and gave me an immediate payment agreement with a PDF telling me that they expect me in January.
Nothing seems to make much sense but at the time it makes all the sense at once, literally Gabriella Antonia, you have studied and done missions and volunteered since you were 15 years old, how did you think you were going to live. So I sell my desk, disassemble my bed, sell my clothes, my books and give away most of what I have, pack what is left in two small mint-colored suitcases and with all my savings from work that I can accumulate, savings from my mom and support from my family we pay for almost my entire lecture phase, money that I never in 20 thousand years thought I could ever have in front of my eyes… and I find myself now. Training to serve full time, and studying in a research center (a farm haha) how to clean water, take care of animals, plant vegetables, and basically anything that has to do with generating food. And even though this doesn't define what will happen next I know I will go back home. It fills my heart to understand that I gained what I gained from now on if I can contribute to someone's life not only with food but with knowing JESUS. Never again will my life lack purpose :)
For this I exist and nothing else. I am not the point. I'm just helping him haha
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boomandblehhhh · 10 months
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Hello
I'm going through the worst breakup of my life, and this blog is only my daily update to get over it.
Day 1 wasn't recorded coz i was unable to stop crying and making sense of it. Just to give a background, I'm 23 (F) and he's 29 (M). We met in University and quickly hit it off. I had just gotten out of a very toxic relationship and was still dealing with it and trying to make sense when we met and started falling in love. Things were perfect with him and i don't think it has ever been better. Here i am,8 months later because it was only casual and also with a time limit. He's going to marry soon. I still have a few years. We've decided to stay friends and continue to be honest with each other.
How do you see someone who you so passionately love, fall in love with someone else?
How do you move on when they're right there?
Day 2:
It started out with a panic attack. I went over to his place last night for some work and ended up hooking up. I woke up with a lot of anxiety that he would abandon me. So much that i puked and had hot flushes. I called him at work and told him to reassure me about it.
The day went okay, with my work going on and me taking some time out for myself. I met a friend from a class i had taken and it felt good.
Finally, it was time to see him. We went to the gym together and he seemed off. Maybe tired? Not sure.
I then went out for dinner with my friend's family and called him when i got home. He was busy sending some email. Said he would call back and he did. I spoke to him for about 10 mins before he said he needed his time, and was very mean and rude about it. I'm going to get my periods in 3 days, i am emotional and i am sensitive. I can't handle this right now and i literally begged him to stay and speak to me for just 5 minutes. Again, shut me out. I called him back after a bit and again, shut out. I cried and then texted him that I'm sorry and will be more in check of my behaviour.
My feelings:
It's just day 2, i don't know why he's expecting me to be so normal and calm and like usual. I'm trying I'm genuinely trying so hard but i don't have the emotional security anymore and so i don't really know what to do. I know i will figure it out but i just need some time and not rudeness from him.
I think i know what i should do, i should have a similar fear in my head of letting him go as my friend like i feel for my other friends and then behave with those boundaries. I think that should help. I hope he forgives me for my behaviour today. I really hope. I also hope nothing works out between him and that girl in his office. Any other girl would be okay but i can't be okay with that one person. As petty as it sounds.
Conclusion:
I'm going to write everything here, in case anyone ever bothers to read it. My feelings might be too much for someone or i might be a little too stupid for someone, but this is who i am and this is why I'm here. I don't need the judgement and i don't need anything else.
If there's anyone going through something similar, i hope you find solace in the fact that there's someone out there who's going through the same thing as you are.
Through this writing, i hope to go back in 15-20 days and then see how much I've moved on and how I've saved my friendship with him. To show the world that yes you can be good friends with your exes. To set the new norm.
I love you guys, and I'll try to be as honest as i can about my day, and also try to look at things positively. I have a feeling Tumblr is going to make me feel so much better.
If anyone's reading this, be strong. You got this. You're stronger than you think and believe and you shall definitely overcome this. You're not alone.
Good night!
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thexflyingxpotato · 11 months
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Thursday, April 20
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Hi! Hi! Hello!
I haven’t slept since yesterday and realized only now today is 4/20 and also an Aries/Taurus eclipse or something with the sun or moon. Whenever there’s a full or new moon (or an eclipse of any sort) I’m either super restless at night or super sleepy and knocked tf out.
So quick jotting down of thoughts and ideas I have before I recap on the past week:
•I’ve been searching for answers on septum stretching on Reddit and am dead set on doing it solely cuz this jade septum tusk I want is only sold in bigger gauge sizes😭
•I’ve been answering questions on depression and stretching lobes and it lead me to answers I’ve been looking for for YEARS and made me feel less alone in this world.
•scrolling through Reddit helped me make up my mind about what tattoo ideas I want next to fill out the blank spots in my arm
•I literally upped my dose of ashwaganda 2 days ago and I feel a lot more relaxed and calm and my creativity is flooding back to me and it feels so amazing😭😭😭
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UPDATE on the past week:
•my nervous system is SHOT since I had the encounter with my abuser. I’ve been feeling super horrible about being triggered by literally everything. I feel shitty for constantly reacting and yelling at my husband and my child. >.< I just feel super stressed out and I can LITERALLY feel the constant adrenaline and stress building up and just sort of, constantly flowing on the sides of my neck (where your vagus nerve lies).
Massaging it didn’t help. Trying to do the sympathetic nerve reset exercise with tilting your head and looking the opposite direction didn’t help. I looked into getting a weighted blanket (I very much DO need a constant hug and deep pressure on the back of my neck and upper shoulders… as being neglected in all ways as a child has left me with physical touch being my main love language.) but that shit is an investment so I decided the best move for me was to try the goli ashwaganda gummies cuz I needed a solution to come back from being triggered ASAP.
•I cried a lot over the last three days… oscillating between feeling angry af and wanting to lash out at everyone, and then being extremely upset and hopeless cuz I wasn’t like this 2 months ago. I stayed away from family for almost half a year and was able to pull myself out of depression and push myself to be more motivated, and sticking to a routine to help my mental health stay steady. I— don’t like this version of myself. This version of me isn’t very creative, or likable to be around. :c this version of me perpetuates negative experiences but can’t help acting/reacting to everything.
•I finally get me some goli ashwaganda gummies and have high hopes that it’s the “magic pill” I take to get my life back to being mostly healed and mentally stable. It’s supposedly the best form of ashwaganda as it’s bio available and works fast.
IF YOU HAVE cptsd I HIGHLY RECOMMEND TAKING GOLI BRAND ASHWAGANDA GUMMIES. They cost about $20 and have helped me TREMENDOUSLY. They work. FAST. (Just don’t overdose cuz they do contain vitamin-D. Vitamin-D is fat soluble so any excess does not get pissed out like vitamin-C does. )
Took half of the recommended dose for 3 days (2 gummies once a day) and realized I needed way more to calm my nervous system down immediately.
Now I’m taking the full recommended daily dose (2 gummies 2x a day. Once when I wake up and another a little before dinner). Taking it when I wake up helps me stay calm with my child while my husbands away for work. Taking it again before dinner helps me stay calm for my nighttime routine with the kiddo, or to be able to remain calm running errands and going out with the whole family.
•I noticed the entire time I was in fight or flight mode, my creativity and ideas were non-existent. Now that I can feel not only my body relax, but also my nervous system relaxed as well… all my creative ideas from piercings to tattoo ideas and drawings and other personal projects are flowing through me again.
As I’m writing this… I’m remembering all the times I would complain about how when I was in 7th-8th grade I got depressed and was never able to be as creative as I once was before or ever since.
And then again when I was in my late teens, then early 20s, feeling MORE depressed my creativity was gone and sucked out of me.
This whole entire time I just wasn’t able to be creative cuz my nervous system was officially overloaded and STAYED overloaded starting when I was 13?!
Nothing was wrong with me! I literally just needed to move out from my abusers and release trauma from my body and figure out how to get my nervous system to calm back down.
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This eclipse thingy is quite nice this time around c: I feel like I made a breakthrough in my mental health.
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if-you-forget-me · 1 year
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One day you and I are fighting
1. Did you wake up cranky?
I always wake up cranky
2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now?
JESUS NO
3. Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys?
I’m a girls girl
4. Would you ever smile at a stranger?
I actually only glare at them
5. Can you commit to one person?
I can commit tax fraud
6. How do you look right now?
Like I’m a lazy bum
7. What exactly are you wearing right now?
Uhhh…khakis
8. How often do you listen to music?
Everyday
9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more?
Jeans
10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2014?
Bro wait this is throwing me for a loop what year is this
11. Are you a social or an antisocial person?
Don’t talk to me
12. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?
I’m drop kicking everyone
13. Are you good at hiding your feelings?
I can make myself cry at will
14. Can you drive a stick shift?
Nope
15. Do you care if people talk badly about you?
That is literally all I care about
16. Are you going out of town soon?
My head hurts so bad I don’t even know what I’m doing tomorrow
17. When was the last time you cried?
This is a daily occurrence I cry at everything
18. Have you ever liked someone you didn't expect to?
HAHAHAAH
19. If you could change your eye color, would you?
No
20. Name something you have to do tomorrow?
Sell my soul to the capitalist devil
22. Name something you dislike about the day you're having.
My fucking headache
23. Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex?
Probably in high school
24. Are you nice to everyone?
Absolutely not
25. What are you sitting on right now?
I’m in bed
26. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?
This is a stupid question
27. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn't have?
I want Sebastian Stan more than I want life
28. Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?
Mmmmm Jules or Rachel
29. Do you get a lot of colds?
No
30. Have your pants ever fallen down in public?
I don’t think so???
31. Does anyone hate you?
Most likely
32. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?
I’m a Scorpio I like to remain mysterious
33. Do you like watching scary movies?
YES
34. Are you a jealous person?
I’m jealous of people who get to know Florence Pugh
35. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be?
How about the year I was born
36. Did you have a dream last night?
No :(
37. Is there anyone you can tell
EVERYTHING to?
I talk to myself a lot
38. Do you think you'll be married in
5 years?
I BETTER BE
39. Do you think someone has feelings for you?
I don’t think anyone ever thinks about me ever
40. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?
Julia better be
41. Did you have a good day yesterday?
I simply cannot remember
43. Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship?
Yes :)
44. Is your life anything like it was two years ago?
No :)
45. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now?
Oh you know ;) (sleeping)
46. Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school?
No one liked me in school
47. Do you replay things that have happened in your head?
Only every second of every day
48. Were you single over the last summer?
Not to my knowledge
49. What are you supposed to be doing right now?
Idk probably be productive
50. Don't tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive?
Duh
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aajjks · 1 year
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Okay please just listen to me. I don't know how to feel right now. Please someone give me an advise. Today my father's employee confessed to me. He asked me to be get to know each other more.
He has been working in my father's office since he was a minor. I already had doubts about him liking me since a year and half. And I always thought of myself as a delusion for thinking whatever.
But yesterday he came home to take lunch of father from mom. And while mom was packing the lunch, i was just there playing with me little sister and he was just looking at me smiling.
And then yesterday night he uploaded a status (we have each other's number as in case if mom need to call him and ask him to take things from home to office) in that status he simply wrote “i just saw you today, you were looking very pretty and happy, hope I can see you again next day” and I SWEAR I got a feeling that he was writing about me.
But then I thought that I am becoming a self centered person for connecting everything with myself. So I just totally let it go. But today I was in my room watching t.v and eating chips and was just chilling, he suddenly came and started asking me about my studies and etc.
Then he asked me if I use Instagram so I said yes and he asked me the I'd so I gave him (which I thought at that time was awkward) and then I again continued watching t.v and suddenly he asked “I really like you, you know. I wanna be friends?” (which in my country straightly means having a crush) and I was literally like SHOOK.
Literally I am just very socially awkward person and am oblivious (can call me dumb in these type of things) so I just blurted in panic “yes” and he told me. I thought he was just asking to be friends.
Then he went to mom to take whatever she was giving him to give it to father and while he was going out, he came back to me and said “uhh please don't tell anyone, it should just be in between us.” and I was like okayyyyy (I literally don't know how to handle these types of situations) and then continued watching t.v and he suddenly said “by the way the status I uploaded last night on whatsapp was just for you.” and then hurriedly went away from there. I was literally stunned.
I was eating my favorite chips before and suddenly I don't want to eat it anymore. I am sorry if it seems like I am making a fuss over such a small confession. But I seriously don't know what to do in this situation. I mean I really wanted to tell it to my brother but then I thought that would only result in him getting fired from his job by my brother (on top of that he is one of the trusted employee of my father who has been working for him for 6 years).
I literally don't feel anything for him, hell I only talk to him if he was the one who would start a conversation or I totally ignore him in other cases.
I went through so many emotions right now. At first I just laughed it off to myself, then I thought of it deeply as now that I know him I have to face him daily, I don't know how to react to him anymore. Then I cried thinking of it.
Really its just very odd for someone to confess to ME like that. Yes I have been confessed to before but those were just school boys whom I didn't even know before they confessed and I used to easily avoid them.
I think the main problem is also that no one has ever straightforwardly confessed to me and also the last time I was confessed to was years ago (before covid) so I don't know what to do now. I am panicking.
babe don’t stress and make him feel like he’s in friend zone cus that’s what I do if I get a confession lol, and he’ll back off. He has to.
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