#ily’all we got this

[geminiisgay]

Shoutout to ppl with super prominent Gemini/Sagittarius placements in their families. This eclipse has been intense to say the least but I hope y’all are finding the time you need to take care of yourselves ❤️💜💙

#personal #like it’s a lot lmao #literally my whole nuclear family has super prominent Gemini or Sag placements #ily’all we got this #it’s also exacerbated by the fact that this is happening on my 10th/4th axis #literally to a T I got hired yesterday and found out some family shit it’s crazy

[a-tomb-with-a-view]

Uh. Everyone is doing these, and I didn’t wanna be the one stingy bastard who didn’t, so, here goes ig?

I watched jatp for the first time with my mum in September last year, and we were just bored and wanted something to watch, and it seemed super cringe, but Madi started singing at the end of ep 1, and then we watched the whole show in one night and went to bed at dawn. The last time I watched the show was a month ago today, with my mum. We started it at about 1am, and finished it at 7am, waiting to find out what university I was going to. So ig you could say it’s been kind of a comfort show to me, seeing as that’s how I decided to spend 5 hours in an attempt to calm me down waiting for some of the biggest news of my life so far.

I still can’t believe some dumb fic about baking turned into something so massive, I’ve written a couple hundred thousand words since then, including a memorable day in July where I wrote over 18000 words just in time for midnight, with the help of insane amounts of encouragement from the ficstorming server. It started as me wanting something to do while I took four weeks of school for health reasons, and now I have nearly 800 people who think I’m kinda cool, and I met some rly rly incredible people along the way.

I’m not gonna list em all, because there’s way too many, but like. I met my boyfriend through the fandom which is kinda neat, @wadewaits you bastard. @robbstarkmademedoit , @willex-joyner , @xlostinobsessionsx and @madamecrystal were some of my first proper fandom friends, as well as @fandommaniac123 @hallowseve1031 and @everyfandomthereis . Then there was @on-irratia , who I ended up co-writing this crazy fic with, who’s made fun of me through the highs and lows of the dumbfuckery of the last eight months.

Big thanks to Bobby Shaw/Wilson, who’s two lines in the whole show turned into an essay and then into some of the greatest friendships I’ve got ( @the-anxious-gay-drummer @itsthebooks @kybee1497 @williexmercer @afoldintime @sunset-bobby @sunnylemonss you guys are awesome and ily’all a lot). And of course the ficstorming server, including legends like @sunsetcurvecuddles @sunsetcurbed @angelofarts @willexxmercer @curvesomesunsets @wr0temyway0ut and many many many more.

Ofc with Bobby came boggie, my pride and joy, and from boggie came some *more* awesome people from some boggie servers @boggie-brainrot @lemonade-baby @queenmolina @annalovesbananas to name a few who I actually spoke to enough not to feel bad for bothering

I’ve been super open about what parts of the show mean the world to me so I’m not even gonna try touch that, but a year ago I was a high schooler stressing over literally everything, and now I’m a med student with a bf, a qpp, and a whole bunch of awesome friends, and like. Ig the show had a major part in that, so happy one year y’all dumb fucks

(P.S. fuck you Wade and Rio because I’m apparently not cis and im placing the blame with you guys 💜💜)

#jatp #julie and the himbos #julie and the phantoms #julie and the fat ones #luke patterson #julie molina #reggie jatp #alex jatp #willie jatp #netflixwewantjatp2 #netflixwewantjatpseason2 #clowngate #clowngate: the anniversary #phantomversary

[doodlesbydina]

pls read

hallo! my name is Dina. I’m genderfluid, and use any pronouns. pls use variation for me it will make me happy. I struggle in school because it is. decidedly not made for neurodivergent people - and I am neurodivergent (got that anxiety, sensory issues, pretty sure I’m developing tics? and other undiagnosed stuff is cooking in there but we’ll see. it’s not fun but I'm learning to cope w/ high school). so I doodle lots in class and I wanna share doodle and other people can share doodle and we can talk to each other and yes =D 

I don’t tolerate any homophobia, transphobia, islamophobia, racism, ableism, sexism (misogyny or misandry), or general hatred of any kind. just be respectful yeah? Ig I'll doodle something 4 u but I don’t think anyone wants me to so. imma just put that there in case. idk how frequently I'll post but I wanna try be consistent. also give good school work advice so if u need that feel free to ask.

OH also my doodle likely not good but. I share anyways. ily’all take care of yourselves, or at least try <3i

#doodles #doodle #blog rules #doodling #neurodivergent #LGBTQ+ #lgbt #genderfluid #bisexual #anxiety #sensory issues #art

[matkomakto]

How was it to be a volunteer in Italy?

In this post I want to describe my experience as an AIESEC volunteer in Bologna (I posted a lot during this period on my Instagram). My project was related to SDG4, or in other words Quality Education. The name of my NGO is EduChange. What I did in practice was teaching English and giving presentations about Poland and Polish culture to Italian children at the age of 9-10 (and once 14, but that’s a different story). I will put a line now, so that if you’re not interested you won’t have to scroll like crazy.

ARRIVAL

I don’t want to describe the whole procedure of applying, it’s very easy and nothing really happens. Before you leave you have two meetings - one in your local AIESEC and the other via Internet with the one you’re going to. My journey starts on January, 17th. In the morning I entered a bus to Kraków, from where I departed at 4pm to Venice, and then to Bologna. Venice welcomed me with rain (I got a little cold because of that, but Gripex saved my life once again) and so did Bologna. The whole journey took 26 hours (yes, I went by bus and you can’t judge me). Somewhere on my way my first host-mum, Mary, messaged me wishing me a good journey and asking if I was safe (and in this sentence you have everything about this woman - always kind and caring <3). A few hours later, my other host-mum, Chiara, who was supposed to take me from the station messaged me too. At the station I was welcomed by Chiara and Matilde, one of my new sisters (in general, now I have 3 sisters and 1 brother). In the car I met Davide, dad, and Carlotta, my other sister (or daughter, as some people would say). After a short conversation, I realised we were in the house of Mary, where I was about to spend next 3 weeks of my life. I was tired af, but it’s understandable, I think. I messaged my buddy, Marie Claire (oh, haven’t told you about her — a buddy is a person from bolognese AIESEC, who takes care of you, a kind of nanny I’d say) and my manager, Sofia. And then I had dinner and went to sleep. I was sleeping from 14.00 till 11.00 on Sunday. I had no idea what would happen next.

FERRARA

I woke up when nobody was at home. It was a bit creepy tbh. On the table I found a note “We’ll be home at 12, eat anything you want” (I didn’t, my stomach was still acting as if I were in the bus). When the whole family, it means — Mary, Andrea, Athina and Achille, came back, they told me “We’re going to Ferrara”. I thought “What is Ferrara?”. It’s a beautiful town near Bologna, where we spent an amazing afternoon. I didn’t know anything about this town, and even if Mary and Andrea tried their best as guides, I spent a whole evening using Google Maps to identify objects I had seen. Among them were the Cathedral, Palazzo Muncipale, Castello Estense, Palazzo dei Diamanti and Via delle Volte. I ate a delicious cake, which name I don’t remember, filled with Nutella. Achille kept complaining “Maddalena’s cake is the best!” (they all  ok, almost all called me Maddalena, which is Italian version of Magdalena). In the evening we played all three in the living room and I was texted by Serena, an English teacher from one schools I was going to teach in, also one of my best bolognese friends. With her message I became both excited and anxious about the next day.

FIRST DAY(S)

All the anxiety disappeared when I entered the first school. The children were so lovely and cheerful that I fell in love with them (in a good meaning ofc) instantly. On the first lesson I was just sitting and doing nothing. Then, Serena came, and I was helping her to answer children’s questions during a final test. Believe me, there were hundreds of them. I came home tired, but happy. And finally I became hungry and ate everything I was offered (I always have a problem with eating far from home). The next day meant another school. It was less pleasant as a building, as Mary described it - it looked more like a hospital. Nevertheless, both the teachers and the students again were pure love. In the canteen I sat with 5 boys, who were supposed to make an interview with me. I felt as if I had been watching Familiada live. Then, one of the teachers came to our table hugging one boy saying “Ask him as often as you can. He’s my son”. Lovely, isn’t it? XD In the next class two girls came to me, giving me a drawing (I have it still in my diary). When I asked in Italian if it was for me, I heard a loud, full of shock “LEI CAPISCEEEEEEEEE”. One of the funniest things during these first days is that nobody knew I spoke Italian, and seeing their faces as they discovered it was a very entertaining activity. Wednesday was my day out, I’ll describe it later. On Thursday and on Friday I went to the third school. I ended up in Athina’s class and believe me, it’s really hard to be in one class with your sibling. Fun fact, both English teachers in that school are Rosannas, which confused me a bit these days.

DISCOVERING BOLOGNA

Finally, on my free Wednesday I got an opportunity to go to the centre. I remember my heartbeat when the bus no.13 entered the centre, it was fulfilling of a dream I made as a 13-year-old girl. I walked through Via d’Azeglio and found myself in Piazza Maggiore. Do you remember that scene from Home Alone, where Kevin realises he’s home alone and walks along screaming as crazy? It was me at the moment (but I screamed internally, don’t be scared). I entered Basilica (which I loved and I came back there several times, even twice on the same day). When I went out, I met Marie Claire. She was my guide that day, we had a great time as she showed me Bologna and its 6 secrets (google it). Later I was supposed to go on an AIESEC meeting (there were 2 meetings and Global Village). I continued my trip around city centre from Saturday till Monday, even if the weather wasn’t as great as on Wednesday. Also, on Saturday we spent a few hours “occupando Italia in un Irish pub” with other volunteers. On that day I discovered KIKO Milano, which is now my #1 makeup brand, I’m addicted to it, sorry if I’m a disappointment.

WEEK #2

I was about to write “Nothing interesting really happened”. But damn, I survived a power shortcut in one of the schools, I ate a true Italian pizza and gelato for the first time, I prepared 120 minutes of lesson in 5 minutes because the teacher was absent, I got engaged into “International Mother Tongue Day” organised by one of my schools, I bought a pair of beautiful shoes, I started to enjoy my new social life (volunteers, ily’all and miss y’all <3) and I managed to organise my first trip completely on my own. If that’s nothing then I don’t know what it is. Oh yes, my famous trips, or as I heard from some people “you have too much money”. Let’s remember the first one.

ROME

No matter how hard I try to overcome it, the very first thing I remember about Rome is the pain in my feet. If you’re ever in Rome, please children, don’t go there in brand-new shoes and try not to walk 21,5 km in a single day. As a true Polish, I will start with complaining. I waited 1,5h for a bus and it didn’t have a machine to buy tickets, as they have in Bologna (Bologna-Rome 1:0). On Saturday, despite not the best weather, I made a beautiful trip from Basilica Papale di Santa Maria Maggiore, through Colloseum, Forum Romanum, Altare della Patria, Palazzo Colonna, Fontanna di Trevi, Piazza Navona, Castel Sant’Angelo to the Vatican City and its museum (I have an illegal photo from Sistine Chapel, but shh). My friends volunteers, who also were in Rome, wanted me to go with them to Trastevere, but believe me, I was dying. The next day I did the check out before 8am and I enjoyed empty Rome on Sunday morning, it was amazing. I visited Trinità dei Monti. It was almost empty, @turbinis​ told me I was very lucky, so I will make you see how my luck looks like:

INDEED.IT.WAS.EMPTY.AND.ONE.HOUR.LATER.I.CAME.BACK.THERE.AND.IT.WAS.FULL.OF.PEOPLE.

WEEK #3

In one class there was a Polish boy. Whenever I saw him, he was yelling “CZEEEŚĆ” and whenever I told something about Poland all the children looked at him in the way “Do you confirm what she’s saying?” This week also brought me two great memories with my bro, Achille. He was sick and out of school and this week he was supposed to be back. He was a bit depressed and thought he would have to study all night. Oh, I forgot about the deep existential question he asked me two weeks before: “Have you ever loved someone on this Earth?”. Deep, you must admit. Another time, he was watching cartoons. When his cartoon ended, they started a cartoon for younger kids. He got offended, switched off the tv and took off the battery from the remote control, because “he won’t watch things for babies”. I remember that one day I became extremely hungry and the next day I went to Café Zamboni (coming back from Pinacoteca, which was amazing btw) and ate so much, that I could barely walk XD. I started realising that I want to go to Erasmus here. It was also a week of Sanremo, I remember with laugh how Athina tried to show her dad the performance of Achille Lauro and poor babbo was running away from her and her phone (I was team Gabbani, although now, when I’m writing this, I hear a loud “FAAAAAI RUMOOORE QUIIIII”). On Friday I got compliments from Rosanna and Rosanna for being a good teacher. They really liked how I had substituted Rosanna#1 the week before. Having my wings grown, I started my next trip, using Frecciarossa for the first time.

NAPLES

Although you may not believe it, it was the first time I had seen the sea. Moreover, I saw it for the first time in the same place as did Elena Greco in “L’amica geniale”, but I realised it a few weeks later. Getting out of the hostel, I went down Via Toledo, Galleria Umberto I, Castel Nuovo to Piazza del Plebiscito. I swear, I will fight anyone who says that Naples is dirty/ugly/both. Also, everyone was telling me about thieves, but somehow I didn’t get stolen. After I finished a gelato on Piazza, I went to the sea. It was one of the most beautiful feelings I’ve ever experienced. I thought “Screw all the sightseeing, you will do it tomorrow. Enjoy the sea today”, and so I did. I followed Lungomare all the time, passing along Castel dell’Ovo to the Mappatella beach. As it was the first time I saw the sea, the beach was also a whole new experience. Kids, never ever go to the beach in winter shoes, did you know? Because I didn’t. Probably I would watch a sunset there, but I got a bit scared with all those theft-stories and I was in the hostel before it got dark (I watched the sunset on Piazza del Plebiscito though). On Sunday I went from Santa Maria del Carmine, via Via San Biagio dei Librai and Via dei Tribunali to the Cathedral, Piazza Nazionale and train station. I arrived in Bologna at 11pm tired, but happy.

WEEK #4

In the middle of my stay, I moved to my second host family. At the beginning it was a bit weird (just like every time you change your life 180°). Everything changed the next evening, when I stayed home alone with my sisters and their nanny. We had a great time playing games and joking. Although I’m still ashamed that I lose in Mario, which was the game of MY childhood :C. That week another AIESEC meeting took place. Even two meetings, because on February, 14th there was a Global Village. It was a great event, even if I couldn’t enjoy it till the end, because the next day I had to wake up early. For the train. Btw, it was a Valentine’s Day, wasn’t it? I received some sweet cards from my students and it made my heart melt. After school we met with Marie Claire, who showed me something that now I miss a lot - tigelle.

FLORENCE

I woke up with a strong “oh shit” feeling. But as I realised I’m going to Florence, I got up and got ready in 20 minutes. Everyone was still sleeping, though I woke up Chiara when I tried to open the door. It was a cursed day for trains, I think. The train to Florence had too few wagons (I was assigned #9, but there were only 7, though they let me in) and the train from Florence was 40min delayed (I got into precisely on time I should get off in Bologna). I spent a wonderful day, mostly contemplating Il Duomo. Seriously, I took 42 photos of it, which makes almost a half of all photos taken in Florence. I can’t resist to put here at least one:

When I arrived to Ponte Vecchio, I saw a beautiful exhibition of jewelry. Really, it was so beautiful, that I couldn’t stop watching it. I even took a photo of it. As I started to continue my trip I said to myself “Magdalena, you will regret it till the end of your life!” So I came back and bought one bracelet. For 130€. Do I regret it? No. Would I regret if I hadn’t bought it? Yes. I will even show it to you.

One of the most important highlights is the visit to Capelle Medicee - if you ever go to Florence, go there, it costs only 2€ if you’re below 25 (or 26 idk). I enjoyed an amazing view from Giardini Boboli, saw another Neptun Fountain (like, Italians, aren’t you done with them yet???) and took a rest in front of Santa Croce. As a nice finish, I watched the sunset by the Cathedral.

WEEK #5

That Sunday (yes, now I start with Sunday, why not) Chiara woke me up early in the morning and we went to Matilde’s training (she plays rugby and btw Athina plays tennis and Carlotta does skating, I’m really proud of them). After the match (Matilde’s team won ofc) we went to Chiara’s parents. Oh my, I had never thought that people who had never seen me before would treat me as if I were their granddaughter, because that’s what I felt. I don’t remember if I ever had such a dinner, in such an atmosphere. I miss nonna’s tortellini, no one will ever prepare me better ones. In the evening, we played Dixit (a bit of Katowice flashback), the best game ever and don’t even try to say something different. Monday and Tuesday were the days of saying goodbye, since next week these days were supposed to be free. On Wednesday I spent a nice afternoon/evening with Heloísa, my Brasilian friend. We both didn’t know then that we will miss going out so much. On Thursday and on Friday I was a bit sick, I don’t know whether it was just a cold, a beginning of flu or covid-19, which everyone believes me to have had. Nevermind, on Saturday I was completely well.

SAN LUCA

San Luca is a sanctuary located on a hill near Bologna. You can go there on foot, through 666 “portici”. So did I with my host-mom Chiara and Carlotta. It was a beautiful, sunny day. I remember Carlotta running fast up the stairs and being tired when we went down. My sister has a big, pure heart. She gave her chocolate to a homeless man. Also, on that day she became my daughter. At least for the woman in the souvenir shop. (If you ask about Matilde, she was on a soccer game with her dad)

WEEK #6 HOW IT ALL COLLAPSED

Here, I should describe my last week in Italy. But I won’t.

It all started on Sunday morning. I had bought train tickets to Venice and Rimini a few days before. Chiara said “Do you know, there are more and more cases of coronavirus in Venice, in the evening there will be an official communicate. Consider not going there tomorrow”. All I said was “Okay.”. But really, I had no fear of this virus, I even thought I would take advantage of it, because panic means it will be less crowded, no? In the afternoon I went to the centre. In Piazza Maggiore, Via dell’Indipendenza and near the Two Towers people were celebrating the end of the carnival. As I don’t like crowded spaces, I went for a walk near Via San Vitale and Strada Maggiore. As the sun started to set, I decided to go back home. I received a message from AIESEC members that all schools in Emilia Romagna are closed. “A whole free week, cool” I thought. But as the new messages appeared I realised, that there would be no Venice tomorrow. They wrote “Please, don’t travel”. But then it was not my problem. I wanted to get into a bus, but somehow all the bus stops were empty. I had to go back on foot. Have I mentioned that I lived about 5 km from the centre? So, it was a long walk. As I walked, I tried to think what I would do for a whole week as probably the girls will go to grandparents’ and Chiara and Davide have their works. With Chiara we made a decision, I have to go back to Poland. We contacted a few members, about an hour later I had new bus tickets on my phone. We went to a supermarket, it was as if a war was coming. 5 minutes before closing the shop was full of people. And empty on shelves a few minutes later. At 10pm we drove to grandparents to leave the girls there. It was one of the hardest farewells in my life. You can ask why, they are not even your family. Maybe because I remember Carlotta’s words, when they both occupied the whole sofa and I asked “Oh, there’s no longer place for me, is there?” she answered “There will always be a place for you here”. Maybe because I remember Matilde’s head on my shoulder when we were on the way. Maybe because I remember how grandma treated me as her real granddaughter giving me some food and her confitures to Poland. Maybe because all these people showed me more familiar love and affection in these 5 weeks than I received from my real family. Maybe because they still text me asking how I’m doing. Maybe.

I stayed awake till 3am, making my suitcase and handbags. On Monday I went to school, which was closed, to make a closing meeting and to say goodbye to my first host-family. I went for a last coffee and pizza to my favourite restaurant nearby and came back home. I watched tv all the afternoon and had a farewell-pizza as a supper (2 pizzas in a day, very healthy, Magdalena). On Tuesday at 6am I was in a bus heading to Prague and then to Kraków. Instead of watching the sea in Rimini, I was watching some fields somewhere between Kraków and my town.

To make a happy end, it was the time of my life, I’d write something better here but it’s almost 1:30am when I write this, so sorry :C

#it's 1.30 i don't care about tags

[percycrackson-2]

Bruh

I just realized I never actually did anything for my 1 year on this account, so this is a quick post just to thank everyone who followed me in the past year. It’s honestly kinda crazy that I had my old account for like 2 years and I never got passed 500,,,,and I have almost double that amount here. I’ve taken a lot of breaks from this account but like I don’t know it’s wild that so many people want to see my content. I am also very grateful for all the new friends (and old ones ily’all) I’ve made on this account. So yeah,,,thank you for a really great year, let’s hope we get another one.

[trouvelle]

Emogust 26.08 — Roommates

A/N: Halfway through writing this... I realized I had no plot. This is simply a plunnie heavily inspired by (if not based on) Friends! Forgive me ;A;  School just started again, I had to tearfully bid my goodbye to summer break, and that resulted in this really late entry. @mintchocolateleaves @sup-poki ily’all !!

In the years Kaito has been legally allowed to drink, he’s made some pretty important discoveries about himself.

The first is that he really, really appreciates their guys’ night in. They do shots when they first start hanging out, sit in the corner of Saguru’s apartment (because he doesn’t have any roommates nor a girlfriend who would kick him in the ass for drenching the apartment with the smell of alcohol). He likes having his back against the cold concrete wall, the liquid cooling his throat as he feels the familiar buzz swelling in his stomach. But no matter how pleasant, it’s not really worth the shivering, anxious mess it makes him the next morning, when he’s trying to fight off the raging nausea.

He steers clear of tequila for a while after that.

So it probably should have been easier to foresee, the other discovery. Kaito and Heiji both bond really well. And they both can be really persuasive especially on the nights when Shinichi and Saguru want to be completely sober. Their excuse has always been the same—that they have jobs they want to keep. Come on, all of them have to go to work too in the morning, goddammit. Those two just don’t want to admit that they’re fucking lightweights. 

Kaito just doesn’t want to be alone in his misery. Heiji knows this, knows that Kaito is a social drinker, likes it only when he’s got someone else worse off than he is. The Osakan himself is never one to back down from any challenges. And Kaito is an impressionable drunk, will do just about anything so long as someone thinks to ask. They’re an awesome pair.

The last discovery he makes isn’t so much a discovery as it is a revelation and an inquiry. And it isn’t so much made as it is stumbled upon in the dark with bare feet and a whole lot of disorientation. It happens one of the nights when all four of them were hanging out and drinking in the huge apartment that Kaito, Shinichi and Heiji share.

And Kaito finds out that he’s really bad at keeping things to himself like this, when it’s just the four of them, a little buzzed and a lot open. He feels like he could tell them anything, because they know him now, they’ve stuck together and survived four years of college. That’s saying a lot.

So he feels safe, and he doesn’t even turn to one of them when he says, “I haven’t said “I love you” to Aoko. Do you think I should say it now?”

He doesn’t even notice the room had been so loud until it goes silent. It feels like a blanket, thick and heavy and stifling, and he turns his head to find Heiji staring down at him incredulously from the couch. He’s sitting with one leg thrown over the side. It’s close enough that Kaito could reach out and grab his ankle down, if he wanted, if he didn’t feel like that might not be such a good idea right now. “She’s not here though,” The dark-skinned guy points out.

Kaito regards his roommate in annoyance, “Thanks for stating the obvious.”

Even Shinichi pipes up, “You mean, this whole time you two have been dating, you’ve never once said it to her?"

He winces. “Is it that bad?” he asks, because why the hell not? They’ve all shared secrets bigger than this, right? This isn’t even that big a deal, in the grand scheme of things, whatever that might be. “Although I probably shouldn’t ask you. I know you and Ran say it all the time.” 

See, it’s unfair because their situations are completely different. Shinichi and Ran has been together since forever. The pair are a match made in heaven. Shinichi has a steady job as a professor in Tokyo University (The hottie of the Criminology Department, as Shinichi himself puts it.), and Ran is the star teacher in Teitan. Their relationship is solid. Their parents are also really good friends, and they’re bound to get married one day, if not soon. Shinichi is the type to, say, seize every opportunity he can get. That includes telling his girlfriend that he loves her every chance he can. But it’s also because he’s a big, sappy softie underneath his ever-silent and calculating exterior. 

The sole reason Kaito has been hesitating to say it to Aoko is because he isn’t sure that he can make her happy like Shinichi does with Ran. He knows full well that Aoko loves him the same way, that she might even love him more than he does. Part of him has always been certain that she’s the one who he will grow old with, because he doesn’t want anyone but her. But what if she can finds someone else, someone better, who can offer her an even happier future for her? He’s an entertainer, for God’s sake, he doesn’t have an elite job in an elite university like his cousin does.

“Are you gonna do it right now?” Saguru asks, chuckling a little under his breath. 

Kaito isn’t sure if he’s drunk enough to be that impulsive, just that he feels loose and comfortable. He doesn’t see what the big deal is. Except, it kind of is a big deal. Has been kind of a big deal for a while now, so much so that he’s been wanting to say it for years. Just to say it, because it’s felt like a weight on his chest for too long.

Also because he sees it in Aoko’s eyes, the flash of jealousy in her eyes whenever Shinichi and Ran calls out the three magical words to each other in the smallest of occasion here and there throughout the day. The hint of amusement accompanied by something none other than a dash of envy whenever Heiji and Kazuha calls each other by their infamous pet name “Ahou” like it’s their own version of “I love you”. 

“Hang on there. I’m not like Kudo here who needs to say it every five seconds.” He can feel the corners of his mouth sneaking upwards. You know what, maybe he should do it right now. Aoko and the girls’ apartment is literally across the hallway. 

If he does it right, it could be a good thing. And this too, is a good thing, this blossoming friendship. Because they are about to have a lot more milestones to achieve.

“Or, you know, you don’t have to verbally say it. Show that you love her through your actions,” Saguru points out, his slim fingers moving in a motion for Kaito to pass him another bottle of beer. Kaito does so with a scowl. “Yeah, like I haven’t been doing that all these times.”

Shinichi decides to give his cousin a little push. “You know, the first time I said it to Ran and she said it back, it easily became one of the most special nights I’ve ever spent with her. But then again, there were also fireworks because we so happened to be in Niagara Falls.”

Heiji face morphs into a scowl. “Yeah, yeah, like you haven’t hogged all the beautiful backdrops already.” But as quickly as his scowl comes, it leaves, his expression changes into a content one. “I remember mine too. It was an amazing night, followed by something even more amazing. Saying those three words can be a way to begin it. ‘Cuz that was also the first time Kazuha and I—”

“Dude,” Kaito narrows his eyes dangerously at him. He’d rather not hear the details, thank you very much.

Knowing that his sister has done it—and quite often too—has made him quite angry at first. Kazuha’s his little sister, and that gives him every right to keep tabs on her and control over what she should and shouldn’t be doing. But the girl is stubborn in every way. Like how he doesn’t approve of her choice of being a model, but she still chooses that path anyway. He’s proud of her all right, because she’s doing so well. She’s appeared in quite a lot of commercials and magazine covers, getting photoshoot offers here and there.

Not that he’s not proud of Aoko too. She’s rapidly climbing her way up the nurses rank in Todai Hospital, and it’s one of the best hospitals in the whole world. “At least none of us has to worry about alcohol poisoning,” Heiji once remarked, “We’ve got an actual living first-aid box with us.”

Kaito’s main concern only lies in the fact that there are many male nurses too in addition to the number of good-looking male doctors who might potentially steal Aoko’s heart away, who would’ve thought?

Speaking of the male population... he turns his attention back to the three familiar faces in the room. Shinichi is now the one leading the conversation, stern and oh-so-like the leader of their little gang. It’s just natural in their dynamic, he thinks.

Shinichi is their all prismatic and crystal-clear fluid, and Saguru is the solid rock, where Heiji is the unpredictable fire roaring all around them, where Kaito is the all-rushing wind above them.

Ten years ago, if someone had told him he would spend most of his time with a Criminology professor, an IT procurements manager with the specialization Statistical Analysis and Data Reconfiguration (it’s amazing how he remembers the exact name of Heiji’s job, seriously, all of them simply refers to him as a transponster)—both of whom highlight as criminal investigators together on the side—and a stuck-up lawyer from a fancy law school in England (Kudo and Hattori both have really boring jobs when they’re not out solving cases, but what Hakuba does is the literal definition of boring), he wouldn’t have believed it for himself.

But oh, look who he ends up hanging out with almost every single day now.

“Just say it, man. She’s been waiting for it.” someone says. It takes Kaito a second to realize he’s watched Saguru’s lips form the syllables, that the words were said in Saguru’s smooth voice. 

Saguru smirks, the corner of his mouth curling up. Kaito’s not very sure through the haze of drunkenness, but he thinks he sees mischief and amusement very evident in the blonde’s face. He turns his head to regard Saguru with hard eyes and waits.

“She makes you happy and you make her happy, that’s all,” is what Saguru says next, and almost in sympathy.

Kaito is pretty sure that’s exactly what Shinichi and Heiji have been telling him to do just a moment ago. But it seems what Saguru says is the one that hits the nail, because Kaito’s face goes from nothing—no emotion, no expression—to fierce determination. 

And then Kaito stands, grabs a cup of water, downs it in a go and walk out the door, leaving the three in utter dumbfoundedness.

#DCMKEmogust2019 #Detective Conan #DCMK #Kuroba Kaito #Kaito Kid #Kudo Shinichi #Hattori Heiji #Hakuba Saguru #I just had to make kaito and kazuha siblings again bc they'd be amazing siblings #fight me on this #if you missed the friends references.. #shinichi is sorta ross #kaito is sorta joey #heiji is sorta chandler #and saguru is idk.. mike? idek yet #but it took so long to decide bc kaito and heiji can both be chandler and joey yknow sksksksk #Friends!AU #oh well this is the friends!AU noone ever asked for #fic

[catherinestuart]

listen i’ve been lagging with the replies but i realised that i can make full out lists of succession for scotland and germany... ( ily’all for not letting this wiki task flop ). i’ve been floundering all weekend bc busy busy i’m sorry i’ll get back to ur ims!!! i see them!!!! dw tho i have sweeny todd live @ the lincoln center on and replies are coming!! also look at my stress level just as i’m about to apply for another character:

( we got 3/5 of our south korean fam let’s go y’all two more sisters to go )

#hshqooc #i apologise in advance

[bobthebobking]

Rules: Answer 22 questions and then tag 22 people who you want to get to know better.

Tagged by: @schrodingers-verse and @breadpersona :’3 ily’all,,

Nickname: bobert 

Zodiac: sagittarius babeyy

Height: 5″6 

Last movie I saw: BROLY!!! it was so rad y’all

Last thing I googled: zooprise party... the novel of our generation

Favorite musician: korn! or mika.

Song stuck in my head: we are the crystal gems (change your mind version)

Other blogs: @bobtheartking and @btbkidcore c:

Do I get asks: once in a blue moon ill get like 1 person that sends me a bunch of asks but then i end up having to block them bc of some weird shit they send me HDSKFNSJKFNS

Following: 282

Followers: 811

Amount of sleep: i got like 8 hours of sleep last night im really proud of myself jsdngksfjngsd

Lucky number: 44

What I’m wearing: red sweatpants and my grey pumpkin carve long-sleeve shirt

Dream job: zookeeper or something along those lines. i wanna work w okapis

Dream trip: cac okapi zoo roadtrip around the usa. or cac build a bear party.

Favorite food: cheesecake

Play any instruments? um used to play clarinet but i havent touched it in years dkjgndfng

Languages: just english

Favorite songs: ok heres a few

what a fool believes - doobie brothers

la pa paradise - bradio

anything by rick astley he’s like god

origin of love - mika

Random Facts: i’m married to wii fit trainer (f). and also theres a lot of fruits ive never eaten dfkgndkngs like peaches and blueberries and pears n. probably more.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: grassy lawn on a spring day, fleece blankets, stuffed animals, peaches, a fireplace in winter, dog paws

Tag 22 People: im NOT gonna tag 21 people. i dont know anybody. just say i tagged u if u wanna do this im so lazy. also i changed the numbers to 22 bc theres 22 questions not 21 i

#about me #tagged for me #happy fun time with good ol bob #tag memes

[bookplush]

I was tagged by @jayjay-graceless @bellecesca and @solange-lol tysm ily’all

relationship status: single as a pringle

favourite colour: red. j. just red.

favourite foods: chocolate (or really any kind of sweet), bagels & lox, and just,,,, bread of any kind. naan bread, pita bread, wheat bread, wonder bread, one year my birthday dinner was nothing but like three trays of rolls, just. just bread.

last song i listened to: probably some dumb song from my school’s show that we’re in tech for right now (i hate it so much i’ll pop off if you ask me)

last movie i watched: honestly i don’t even know. probably the nightmare before christmas, i watched that on halloween

time: 10:46 PM (22:46)

top three shows: SLINGS AND ARROWS, Steven Universe, The Good Place

book i’m reading: Haha. Well. Excellent question. I’m in tech rn, so I have like no time to do anything. But the next book on my tbr list is the glass castle (i started it but then got busy but i thought it was super cool so i only have like a thrid of it left to read)

last thing i googled: whether it’s bagels and lox or bagels and locks lol

how many blankets: one only. I sleep on top of my bedsheets, actually, and just use a blanket. I like to sleep pretty hot too so it’s nice to be able to stick m leggy out

dream trip: probably one of those around-the-world-in-10-days type of trips, where you spend each day in a different place. I know that’s kinda cheating but shhhh

anything i really want: Uhhhh well there’s a chance of snow tomorrow morning in my area so i hope we get a delay.

#personal #tag game

[misfortuning]

Name?: hush, birdy, ceren a few tbh Nickname: i got non e Age: 21 Currently Reading: just finished the Da Vinci Code on Saturday!! got all caught up on Gangsta too jdbklhddsfhs Messy Favorite Color: purple ! and orange and blue Favorite Flower: wild geraniums hhhhhhh we got some growin by the house & right before winter my mom accidentally started diggin em up cause she thought they were weeds so i was real worried BUT THEY COMIN BACK STRONG, Number of Muses: n Favorite RP Blogs?: @xjelani AND ALL HER PEEPS same for @deadxheads smooch, @lightningdreamer yooooo & @fxlsemoon sON!!, @starbrosforever LOV E, my babe @tiptoes-through-glass even tho u aint active i adore u & ur fucked up children,,,, ghblhdhf i know i’m forgettin more MY MEMORY SO BAD BUT ILY’ALL !!!! Favorite Muse of Yours: don’t,,,,,don’t make me choose,,,,,, cant Number of Followers?: 54 ? i’m bad at advertisin myself dhdhklgsd i also don’t do follow backs cause i gotta keep my dash clean, Number of Drafts ATM?: ghbhldkghsdf maybe like 5 BUT THEY OLD AS SHIT I GOTTA GET ON THOSE ALREADY FUC Number of Asks: 0 Favorite Thread(s)?: ghbhklfghsdf okok goin by blog anything with Ryan & Lark for the sisters, LEO N PEACE FUCC ME UP, Barry and Connie i’m fuckin wea k Last Movie You saw?: Kingsman: The Secret Service (NEW FAVE MOVIE HOLY SHIT I’VE WATCHED IT THREE TIMES IN TWO DAYS I WANT IT)

Tagged by: @xjelani hey, Tagging: hhgklgd i already tagged a bunch of ppl but if anyone else wants it!!

#【тʜᴇʀᴇ ɪѕ ɴᴏ ɢᴏᴅ │OOC】 #((i'm forreal i'm gonna watch it again i fuckin love that movie fuck shit))