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hanisdaisys · 2 years

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When he comforts you after you had a bad nightmare .PSH.

Paring : Sunghoon!idol X NB!Reader

Word count : 0.8k

You and Park Sunghoon lived together as best friends. It was no surprise when everyone thought you were dating, he flirted with you and you flirted back. At this point I don’t think your relationship had a label. Everyone can believe what ever they want on your relationship. Tonight, what you did, probably changed the relationship forever. It brought you two closer and maybe you were closer to dating then friendship. You had no choice, you would’ve liked to avoided what happened tonight….

Usually you go to sleep around 10-11pm. Sunghoon comes home a couple hours later from training and would go to bed at 3-4am. This wasn’t something new and by now you were used to it. His room was right infront of you and he wouldn’t mind you using it, but when it was bedtime it was better if you both just went back to your respective bedrooms.

Tonight, nothing was new, you went to bed around 11:30 pm and quickly fell asleep. At this time sunghoon was probably still practicing or getting a meal outside with his teammates. At 12am, you were fast asleep,cuddled into a little cocoon in your bed holding on to your favorite bear sunghoon won you from the fair last year. Sunghoon came home around 3am, tired from practice. He got himself a glass of water before quickly washing up, he quickly got into bed but couldn’t sleep. So, he pulled out a book and read it while watching a show which was long forgotten since he was so immersed into the book.

What shocked him the most is when you knocked on his door, opened it and had your stuffy and pillow in one hand. You were visibly shaking and he was already worried.

“Sunghoon….” You let out a small whisper, your voice was shaking and so were you. Sunghoon quickly got up from the bed and made you sit on his bed. “What’s wrong babe?” He asked you while soothingly rubbing your back worried on what happened. “I had a nightmare, I’m really scared right now…. I’m shaking hoon I’m scared” you almost started crying as soon as you started talking “oh no sweetie, don’t worry everything will be alright okay ?” He tried comforting you… he wasn’t the best at it but at least he was trying…

“I want to go to sleep but im scared..” you said holding on his hand… “ don’t worry hon, I’ll take care of you okay?” You nodded “come on honey, let’s get you up and tucked into your bed” you let of a nod of disapproval. “Don’t want to be alone” you said with your head low, you were embarrassed that a nightmare affected you so much. “Oh okay that’s fine, let me tuck you into my bed” he made you lay down and went to close to light, making sure to open a night lamp so the dark wouldn’t scare you much.

He layed down next to you, not sure if this was the right thing to do. “ I’m here for you okay babe ?” He said one hand of you while staring at your eyes. “You’re really the best hoon I think I’m going to start crying” you said while hugging your plushie. ”Don’t cry hon , it’s okay, let it all out” he said “I’m so scared right now… I came to you before I had a breakdown” you said to him, you truly were scared and your happy that he was there “it’s okay sweetie, it’s not real” he said patting your hair.. “ it’s felt so real and as soon as I woke up all the emotions hit me…” you held his other wrist for comfort. “You want to talk about it ?” He asked you softly.

“No it’s okay hoon… but do you mind cuddling me… only for tonight” you said. This was probably a bad idea, but you couldn’t go back to sleeping alone and you needed him here. “It’s okay honey, I’m here for you, and of course I’ll cuddle you” he said, almost offended that you were scared to ask. “I’m sorry I’m crying like crazy, I probably look pathetic…” you said worried that you might’ve ruined your image with your crush… “it’s okay honey, we will get through this together… calm down and just cuddle me” he whispered.

You both scooted closer, your plush in the middle of you, as you cuddled. You hand hugging sunghoon, firmly placed at the bottom of his spine. One of his hands placed on your waist while the other is on your head letting soothing little pats. You were glad that he quickly took you in to comfort you… you were scared and worried and he quickly came to the rescue. You don’t know what your relationship was now, but all you know is your crush for him just got 10 times bigger.

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norangeyyy · 3 years

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Late Night HCs

Bucci Gang Edition

TW: nothing too extreme, just a little bit of hurt/comfort stuff sprinkled right here and there.

Bruno Bucciarati

► Bucciarati typically doesn't stay up late at night, he has work and would squeeze all the amount of sleep he can get on his free time.

► Unless he has a lot of things in mind.

► It doesn't matter whether it's a work-related problem, his past, a random thought, or just generally his worries about his future. It will keep him up.

► He'll definitely need someone to be an outlet but if no one's available, he'll just stare at the night sky and distract himself with the moving clouds or finish some of his work until he's too tired to think of anything.

► If you happen to be in the same situation and same place that night though, then make sure that you take care of the trust he has for you when he was at most vulnerable and he will do same with you.

► I personally headcannon Bucciarati to be the type to like those kind of conversations since i highly doubt that he has been so vulnerable in front of anyone besides Abbachio ever since he joined the mafia.

► And even then, he's mostly the one who lifts the spirits up and not the other way around since he's the leader.

► So expect to hear things and words you wouldn't expect to come from the Bucciarati you see everyday come spilling out of his mouth, it'll be a lot.

► Pat his back or better yet, give him a hug and brush his hair while doing so. He needs it a lot since he hasn't really got one after his family fell apart.

► "I feel so much better now, thank you. I'll make sure not to forget about this night. "

Leone Abbachio

► The night owl of the gang.

► Staying up until 3AM is nothing new to this man, hell, he could even go on a whole day without sleep if he has a lot of things that's bothering him.

► He's the opposite of Bucciarati, he prefers to shoulder his intrusive thoughts alone. It'd take some great amount of effort and trust to make him talk and let it out.

► What he does during those times is either using his stand to replay certain memories that could either worsen his guilt or put him at ease, or just drink until he passes out but most of the time, he does both.

► He could also be listening to some music while he does so but if he's feeling guilty for making Bucciarati concerned about his frequent drinking, then he'll just listen to music and hope that he'll fall asleep and not just keep his eyes closed until the sun rises.

► It works, kind of, but even without alcohol driving him to sleep, he'll always be tired. His sleeping schedule is seriously messed up because he never really cared about it in the first place.

► Would sometimes go out for a walk. Leone is fond of the city's peacefulness when everyone is asleep, with the only thing keeping him accompany is the cold air and the dim light of the lampposts.

► Secretly still has his police uniform and would occasionally take it out just to stare at it or talk to it in a not-so-kind of way as he sees his younger self in it.

► Gets dragged in whatever shit Narancia and the others are up to if he gets spotted. Mostly it's just for a movie night behind Bucciarati's back but Abbachio knows better and expects the unexpected when it comes to the gang.

► Knows what everyone does in late night if they're still up and has seen a lot of ungodly sights.

► Whether it be seeing a sleepy Mista and the pistols chanting a weird prayer to a bowl of cereals or Fugo being dragged out of his room by Narancia, Leone knows it.

Pannacotta Fugo

► Just like Bucciarati, Fugo rarely stays up late at night and if he does, it's usually just because he's busy.

► Fugo has hobbies like painting and reading, everyone in the gang knows that. It's just that he gets carried way too far sometimes and loses track of time.

► Who could blame him though when the book he's reading is just too interesting or the painting he's currently working on is almost done, right?

► On extremely rare occasions where something unpleasant enough to keep Fugo up at night happens, he'll bundle himself in his fluffy blanket like a butterfly in its cocoon.

► He always does this back when he's still living with his parents, it makes him feel safe from anything that's haunting him.

► And if it's neither his hobbies or problems that's keeping him up, he'll just hear Narancia whispering outside his door or Mista throwing pebbles at his window.

► For the first few times the duo did this, Fugo was still able to resist until he just can't anymore knowing that they wouldn't leave him alone all night.

► "Well, this isn't so bad. "

► He says as he enthusiastically tosses a popcorn into his mouth with his eyes glued all over the lit screen of the TV.

► Movie nights, along with sneaking out to go the nearest convenience store, became a common thing between the Torture Dance Trio™ ever since then.

Narancia Ghirga

► The type to wake up in the middle of the night and think "Hmm... Everyone's asleep, let's commit robbery tonight!"

► Fugo's sleep paralysis demon.

► Would literally not hesitate to steal chocolate bars with Mista and probably does 3AM challenges with him too.

► Never runs out of ideas to keep himself up at night and is the one who comes up with everything but what he does still depends on his mood.

► If Narancia's feeling a little too lazy then he'll just sleep and most of the time, with music keeping him accompany. But unlike Abbachio, he purposely doesn't wear headphones just to annoy Fugo whose room is right next to his.

► If he's feeling like it, he'll straight up just invite the others to watch a movie or play videogames even though Bruno has already made it clear not to use the TV after 11PM.

► But just as he likes staying up at night doing crazy things with the boys, he also uses his energy left and free time to self-study, as surprising that may sound.

► He may hate reading but he takes advantage of the fact that his brain is much active at night and he doesn't want to depend on Fugo too much. After all, he dreams on going back to school and he's more than willing to be capable enough to do so alone and pass without the other teen's help.

► Will cuddle anything that's near him while he studies but if you give him a plushie, it'll be instantly his favorite and he would definitely use it as a study buddy.

Guido Mista

► Alright, let's be honest here, this dude wouldn't even stay up if it weren't for his bros.

► 5 seconds lying on the bed and he's already knocked out for a good 10 hours if there's no work he has to do for the day. Make it 8 at weekdays thanks to his mafia-related responsibilities.

► He sleeps like a log so only a combination of shaking him up awake with Fugo and Narancia can make him rise from what seems like a two year coma but is really just a normal tuesday night.

► Will pretty much join Narancia at anything he does but since his last three brain cells are obviously still as half asleep as him, he won't be able to remember that much the next day.

► And once he's out of the room and is already sitting on the couch with the guys, Mista's the type to fall asleep halfway through the movie.

► You can't blame him though, it's 12AM and it seems that Fugo got to choose what movie they'll watch since Narancia already got to choose the other night.

► Unless they're playing videogames or are going out then he won't be acting like a slow ass PVZ zombie with a fried brain. Actually, he'll be hella active if that's the case.

► Active at grabbing every snack each second, that is.

► Actually, it's the pistols who does that but oh well, it's not like Mista's innocent too.

► "I swear it's not me who ate all of our groceries for this month! Right, guys?! It's the pistols! "

► And that, everyone, is how Guido blew their little rendezvous without even trying.

Giorno Giovanna

► There's not much to be said about this boy since just like Mista, Giorno goes to bed early as he makes sure he still gets the proper amount of sleep.

► He already has a lot of things to deal with at day so of course, by the end of it, he'll be exhausted.

► Nights before exams are excluded because although he may seem like he skips class sometimes, Giorno still knows his priorities.

► Only when he became the head of the mafia did he really started to lose sleep as great power comes with great responsibilities.

► It took a LONG time for Giorno to adjust to a lot of things cause come on, he maybe resilient but he's still a 15 year old teen.

► Not only does he have towers after towers of work but i like to imagine that he still continued his education and used some of the things he learns in class in the mafia, specifically in classes like history or geography class since as a boss, he has to know every nook and cranny of Italy.

► Not to mention that emergencies happen and he always has to be ready to give out orders, even if it means being woken up at 1AM.

► God, help this child because all the things mentioned above are just an understatement of what happens on the first few months of being in charge of Passione.

► "So this is why Diavolo looks like he's about to explode whenever something goes wrong huh. "

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just-mirko · 4 years

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BINARY

BNHA HACKER AU - CHAPTER 4

MASTERLIST

Mirko x F!Reader

Warnings: HAWKS BEING A SUS BITCH 2.0 #peghawks2020

WC: 2k

(A/N: This is unedited! Please message me if you spot any annoying mistakes! I will probably have the edited version up in a day or two!)

“Then with that I leave you, my students, sleep well!”

He left for the doors and closed them behind him, effectively leaving 15 teenage criminals in a room together.

Hah.

After principal Nezu left, the crowd dispersed. Many chose to scout out their dorms instead of interacting. Each person was a loaded gun. Aimed at their enemies or themselves did not matter, we were all afraid for when the first bullet would strike.

That being said, most seemed overall relaxed. Students would try to start conversation and socialize, which was apparent by the mumble of voice within the school’s halls that returned from before Nezu gave his brief speech.

I was turning towards the dorm hallway with my bags in hand. The gentle tap of my shoes along the hardwood floors could be heard in crisp, purposeful taps. Right as I walked through the threshold of the door connecting the dorm corridor and the main hall, I heard footsteps growing louder behind me.

I kept walking forward and kept a close eye at the plaques on each room’s door that signified who was housed where.

The footsteps continued getting closer until in my peripheral vision I could see a lock of white hair swaying.

“You again?” I asked, feigning annoyance. Of course, her presence wasn’t exactly unwanted but it was unneeded.

“Mmmhmm” Mirko hummed while gazing down at me.

The image of her and Hawks pushed itself into the forefront of my mind, leaving residues of anger wherever it bounced in my brain.

“So… you and Hawks?” I looking at the hallway door when I said it. I slowed my walking down to almost a complete stop before turning towards her.

“Are you guys dati-“ I made the mistake of looking into her piercing red eyes and caught a glare, making me stop my sentence.

I held my breath for a second, thinking I angered her in some way, but to my surprise she let out a laugh.

“You got so scared! Look at you! You’re just a bottom little bunny” She relaxed and leaned her arm down to rest on my shoulder. The height difference was so obvious when she was standing this close.

“C’mon (Y/N), lighten up, combat training is going to be a breeze! I bet the view from the floor will be nice.”

Did she just- never mind.

“Oh as if.” I rolled my eyes and started walking again towards my door that came into view. She followed me and watched as struggled with the door.

The doorknob was plain and silver, with a small black pad above it. I was more than confused.

“Were we supposed to get a key or something?”

I continued jamming the doorknob and pressing at the black pad in frustration. It was getting late, and being locked out of my room wasn’t on my list of things I can emotionally handle.

One of Mirko’s hands came to rest at about my elbow from behind me. Delicately moving her hands up towards me wrist, she paused, before gently holding the back my hand, her nails ghosting against my palm.

My heart was racing, none of her arm’s subtle movements went unnoticed. I feared that with how close she was, with her right behind me, and this, whatever this is, she could hear my heartbeat pounding in my chest.

She guided my hand towards the black pad and brought my left pointer finger down on the sensor.

With a small green light and a click, the door swung open. She kept her grasp on my hand for what felt like a moment too long yet still too short before stepping back and turning towards the door across from me room.

“The doors are locked via fingerprint,” She stated matter-of-factly with a smirk.

“Tell me if you have any more troubles (y/n), I’m right next door.” She seemed way too pleased with herself when she walked back into her room, not sparing a glance over towards me, standing in the door frame of my room when her’s closed.

That night I laid awake staring at the ceiling, just as I had done last night. Though the only difference was last night I was contemplating to even go here, now I was contemplating how I would even survive here.

The dorms were nice and decently sized for the whole ‘underground secret society’ thing. A bathroom with all the basics including a deep bathtub, a queen bed, a mini fridge, and coffee machine. What set t apart from average was two things. Color changing lights that were set under the bed and desk, giving everything a vibrant glow (A/N no reason for the lights they just look cool :))

The last special thing in the room was a giant black desk, obviously set up for a giant desktop and even more hardware, but the surface with unscratched, unused, and empty. It sat in the corner of the room alone, unlike the other areas that had lamps, colored lights, or fake plants; the desk had nothing.

I would still have to grow accustomed to the new and pristine room. It smelled clean. Like fresh disinfectant and fake lavender that is just slightly off from the real thing. I could not say I missed the cans of soda on the floor and random sticky notes everywhere.

The old apartment was crammed with miscellaneous objects. All the things I was too attached to throw out, but not too attached to leave all together, I guess.

I rolled over, suddenly very aware of my awakens. I checked my clock. A large sigh eased from my lungs. It was only 11pm. That meant I was not losing too much sleep on my first day. I could only imagine how screwed I would be if those led screen lights were showing 3am or any other blatantly early time.

I guess since I was awake, it would not hurt to get a snack or something. From my recollection, I remember seeing a café like area in the common room, though I was too preoccupied to look at it for too long. They might have a granola bar or some snack I could eat. I was really craving chocolate milk right now.

I was in the slightly delirious sleepy stage of consciousness. The point where I had no filter to what I said, and no self-preservation. In said state, I threw on some slippers, grabbed my phone and grudgingly walked out to the hallway.

“choccy milk, choccy milk!” I whispered to myself in a singsong voice. The walk to the end of the hallway seemed to only last a split second before I was there, at the door to the common room.

“choccy milk, choccy milk!” I reached towards the doorknob, shivering once the chilled metal touched my fingers. Right as I was about to pull the door with my weak and tired muscles, I heard shuffling from the other side of the door.

I opened it slowly, and peering in through the crack in the door. Though dark, and his back was towards me, I could recognize the distinct frame of Hawks. The dirty bastard. Why he be actin lik- my thoughts were interrupted by two sharp clicks. On the floor he sat a suitcase and opened it up. It was the same one that had the red unidentified fluff in it. More fuzz was on it than before, apparent as it stood out among the black fabric casing.

He moved in front of the suit case and blocked my view, but I could watch as he crouched down an opened it up. Suddenly, a flurry of red came spiraling out and circling around hawks. He stood up and the shapes were revealed to be feathers, each one different than the next. The continued to storm around like he was standing in the eye of a hurricane surrounded. Feather by feather they collected by his shoulders, forming broad wings that’s wingspan was around 10 ft.

He ruffled the wings around, spreading them out and even doing a test flap, which sent a gust of air in all directions. While he was… adjusting them? Stretching them?

This had to have been his quirk. And it was an amazing one at that. This was my rival? How was I supposed to beat that?

“Woah” I silently whispered. His wings twitched at the sound, and it appeared all the feathers stood up straight. He quickly turned around, his wings taking on a defensive position and each feather spiking outward like tiny knives. I quickly hid behind the door, hoping he didn’t see me, though he definitely heard me.

My heart pounded in my chest, and I held my breath, knowing now that whatever his quirk was, it enhanced his hearing.

I slightly turned my head to my ear was pressed up against the wall and I could hear anything he did. I cringed at the slight scratch of one of my earrings against wooden door and paused again.

Through the polished wood and all the space between us, I made out his footsteps beginning again as he walked away from the door. The breath I held in my lungs released shakily. My eyes darted across the hallway, which suddenly seemed so much longer. The expanse of parallel lines from the crown molding and the wallpaper and everything made me feel like caving in.

I had barely dodged that encounter, and I know it would not have been good if he found me snooping. I was not my intention, but it did give me a slight advantage. I knew his quirk.

I knew his quirk.

Unlike someone’s fake name or hacker alias, quirks were something you can change. They stuck with you the rest of your life, one of very few constants we could have. And because quirks, especially unique ones like Hawks’, were specific to each person they not only would let me find his real identity quickly, but also gain information on his past, something most people in this life tried to forget.

I had no intention of using this information maliciously, it was more or less self-defense. If he was out for me, its only fair that I get to build a shield. I was just evening the playing fields.

My brain was vacant of all prior need for choccy milk, now, all I wanted was answers, though for now those would have to wait. My smartphone said it was almost midnight, and I already started things at this academy on the wrong foot, I don’t want that to repeat with my teachers.

I guess it was foolish of me to believe I was always one step ahead of everyone. I was untouchable, invisible, I had power. I forgot that people don’t get into this school on daddy’s money or luck, they’re here for a reason.

But at that time I didn’t care, of course I didn’t, I just narrowly avoided my current rival, and walked away unnoticed. Untouchable.

I went to sleep quickly. I woke up early. I slept well. The next day started good. I made coffee and pondered over the empty desk once more. I was ignorant.

#bnha #mirkobnha #bnhafanfic #bnha mirko #bnha x reader #bnha au #hacker au #mirko x reader #rumi usagiyama #rumi usagiyama x reader #xfreader #xf!reader #just-mirko #justmirko #bina #BINARY #peghawks2020

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themagicaltunaa · 3 years

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Answer all the questions

well i have nothing to do so sure

1. What have you eaten today?

some toast for breakfast, leftovers for lunch, and some cereal for dinner

2. Who was your last kiss with? Was it pleasant?

never kissed anyone, don't really care about that

3. What color shoes did you last wear?

light grey sneakers

4. Who has made you laugh the hardest in the last week?

Jeremy did, when I was watching his Alien Isolation stream on monday

5. What is your favorite scent?

I love the smell freshly baked goods

6. What is your favorite season? Why?

I love fall. I just love the aesthetic of the season, and my favorite holiday is during fall. I would love to experience it one day

7. Can you do a handstand or cartwheel?

lol nope. I was barely able to do it as a kid. If I tried now i’m pretty sure i’ll break something.

8. What color are your nails?

the regular pink color? I don’t paint my nails

9. If you had to get a tattoo on your face to save your life, what would it be?

aw geez, uhhh idk maybe like a tiny star or something

10. What is something you find romantic?

i dont know romantic things

11. Are you happy?

12. Is there anything in particular making you happy or sad?

no not really

13. Dogs or Cats?

cats. i like dogs too, but sometimes they’re too much to deal with. i’m more comfortable being with cats

15. Which do you prefer:a museum, a night club, the forest or a library?

museum

15. What is your style?

my style is “im trying”

16. If you could be doing anything you like right now, what would it be?

stay up all night to catch up on videos

17. Are you in a relationship or single?

single babeyyyy

18. What makes you attracted to the person you like right now?

nothing, because im not attracted to anyone

19. If you could replace your partner/best friend with a celebrity of your choice, would you? Who with?

i dont like celebrities

20. Are you holding on to something you need to let go of? If so then what?

i’m pretty sure i’m holding on to a lot of stuff, but I can’t seem to remember anything specific. if this question means metaphorically, the answer still works

21. How did you celebrate last Halloween?

I went to a drive thru haunted house with my 2 friends, and after we got some taco bell and went to the beach to eat our food. we sat there for like 10 minutes before it started to rain on us

22. Have you recently made any big decisions?

nope. I try not to in general , I hate having to make any sort of big decision because I starting stressing

23. Were you ever in a school play?

I’ve always had stage fright so no

24. What movie would you use to describe your life?

uhhhh, I dont watch enough movies to pick one

25. Is there something you have dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven’t you done it?

oh there’s plenty of things that I've dreamed of doing, but I just can’t do it because of anxiety

26. Complete this sentence, “I wish I had someone with whom I could share…”

I dont like sharing

27. What are two things that irritate you about the same sex?

uhhh idk? maybe the whole makeup culture thing? but it’s not like it irritates me I just don’t get it. I can’t really think of a second thing

28. What are two things that irritate you about the opposite sex?

too much to list

29. What is the best thing that has happened to you this week?

fuck if i know

30. What is something that makes you sad when you think about it?

can’t think of anything rn

31. How long was your longest relationship?

never been in one

32. Have you ever been in love?

pretty sure I have not

33. Are you currently in love?

nope

34. Why did your last relationship end?

see question 31

35. What jewelry are you wearing right now, and where did you get it?

not wearing any atm. actually, I just don’t wear jewelry in general

36. When was the last time you cried and why?

I think it was last week? I don’t remember why, it was probably something stupid

37. Name someone pretty.

the anon that sent me this ask

38. What did you receive last Valentines Day?

oh! I got a few gifts from my bestie :)

39. Do you get jealous easily?

40. Have you ever been cheated on?

41. Do you trust your partner/best friend?

sure

42. Ever had detention?

no because I was a good bean in school

43. Would you rather live in the countryside or the city?

city. the countryside sounds nice, but just the thought of being out in the middle of nowhere especially at night makes me nervous

44. What do people call you?

by my name

45. What was the last book you read?

I do not remember. It’s been years since I’ve read a book

46. How big of a nerd/dork are you?

uhhh idk

47. What kind of music do you listen to?

anything that catches my fancy. I don’t really stick to one kind of genre

48. How tall are you?

my doctor said I’m allowed to say i’m 5′2

49. Do you like kids?

they’re alright. I can handle be around them for a bit, but I would never want to have any

50. Favorite fruits?

watermelon, starfruit, and tangerines

51. Do you wear jeans or sweats more?

jeans

52. What’s your earliest memory?

I was like 3-4, and I was at disney world with my family. I remember seeing a stage show of Bear in the Big Blue house, and I remember walking around ToonTown when it still existed

53. Ever had a poem or song written about you or to you?

i hope not

54. Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

behind it

55. Do you have a collection of anything?

I used to collect seashells as a kid and I still have some of the collection somewhere in my closet. I wanna start a new collection of something but idk what

56. Do you save money or spend it?

i try to save it

57. What would your dream house be like?

something cozy and not too big, with a cat or 2

58. What top 5 things make you the angriest?

its 11pm at the time of answering this, i really can’t think of anything to fill a list rn

59. What top 5 things always brings a smile to your face?

see the previous question

60. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

save the dog. i hate my job anyways so I don’t care

61. 72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

I would definitely tell my closest friends, and some of my family members, probably my mom’s side of the family. If I had the money to, I would like to travel to some places that i’ve always wanted to go to. I would have a month to accept that i’m gonna die so i think i would be fine. i’d rather get plenty of time to know i’m dying rather than like last minute. this has been a topic that i’ve been thinking of for a while now, not because I’m like thinking about death or anything, I just need something to kill time with at work

62. Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

a heart?

63. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

aw cmon, I can’t just think of stuff like that on the spot. I don’t even know where I would want to go

64. Do you like the beach?

It’s nice, especially in the early morning when everything is still calm and the beach isn’t packed with people yet

65. Ever sleep on the couch or a bed with someone special?

no? wtf does someone special mean?

66. Do you have a middle name? If so what is it!

Doesn’t everyone have a middle name? But yeah i do and i hate it so im not saying anything

67. Do you talk to yourself?

in my head all the time

68. Describe your hair.

brown, curly, very long because I haven’t cut it in almost a year, it’s very annoying

69. What is the meaning of life.

I wish i knew

70. What is your ideal partner like?

no one

71. Do you want to get married?

72. Do you want to have kids?

ew no

73. Like or dislike your family?

they’re bearable

74. Are you Chunky or Slim?

I’m more than chunky, i’m just straight up fat

75. Would you consider yourself smart?

lol no. I’m an absolute dumbass

76. What would you change about your life?

everything if i could

77. Religious or Not?

no not really

78. You’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with?

I don’t drink so this would never happen

79. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem?

it sure isnt because no one is there

80. Does anyone regularly (other than family) tell you they love you?

uhhhh no. I don’t really care tbh

81. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now?

idk

82. So, the last person you kissed just happens to arrive at your door at 3AM; do you let them in?

i’m not opening the door because no one is there

83. Do you like when people play with your hair?

ehh not really. It’ll just make it frizzy

84. Do you like bubble baths?

85. Have you ever been pulled over by a cop?

I need to drive in order for that to happen

86. Have you ever danced in the rain?

no. its not fun getting soaked in the rain

87. Do you trust anyone with your life?

not really?

88. What was your first thought when you woke up this morning?

why does god allow suffering

89. If money wasn’t an issue, what top 10 places would you travel to? (You get to stay at each place for a week)

1.greece

2. peru

3.disney world only because I have not been to all the parks yet, also i can bug my brother while i’m there

theres a lot more but i’m too tired to fill out the rest of the list

90. How was your day today?

it was fine

91. Play an instrument?

used to play mellophone/french horn in band in high school. after I graduated I haven’t touched an instrument since

92. Describe the what you think of the ocean.

it’s scary

93. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts?

aliens as anything that counts as a living organism not of this world, not green little men from mars nonsense. the universe is too big for only life to be on earth. for ghosts, i’m still iffy about them, but that doesn’t mean i’m gonna start walking around haunted places and call the ghosts a bitch

94. Honestly, are things how you wanted them to be?

abosolutely not. every day I regret all the decisions i’ve made through my life. does that mean I’m trying to fix said mistakes or try not to do them again? lol no

95. Do you have a mean bitchy scary side?

in my mind i do. I’m too scared of everyone to actually do it

96. When are you vulnerable?

always

97. How much free time do you have?

doesn’t feel like much. saturday and sunday go by way too fast and i feel like when i go home from work theres just not enough to relax. im tired all the time

98. Do you like to go hiking?

never been

99. Odd or Even Numbers?

even

100. Would you ever go sky diving, bungee jumping , cliff diving, wing suit gliding, parasailing, snorkeling, or other extreme activities?

no because I actually have self preservation. I am also a very big chicken

#wow this sure took a while #im gonna go knock out now #Tuna's posts #Anonymous

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justinsdaysinthedark · 5 years

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Post #2 - Thank You

What an overwhelming 36 hours it's been. An endless amount of phone calls & messages of support got me through what was an agonising day of waiting yesterday. This blog was started to keep my family and close friends informed about my journey but it's grown into so much more.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you to each and every single one of you that took the time to reach out and wish me the best of luck. A simple message of support may not seem like much to you, but when you're in a situation like mine it means so much. Thank you.

Monday night provided the worst sleep I've had in weeks. Keep in mind, i've had some terrible sleeps in that time! Why? It was nerves. Simple as that. I was nervous for the gastroscopy and biopsy. It wasn't the procedure itself but the anaesthetic side to the operation. I haven't been under since I was five and the unknown had my measure. What if they didn't put me under fully? What if I could feel the procedure? What if I woke up early? What if I didn't wake up at all?

In retrospect, I lost sleep over nothing.

With the little sleep I did have, I woke up Tuesday morning earlier than normal. I was expecting the gastroscopy between 8:30am - 11:30am and knew I was booked in for a Radionuclide Ventriculography (RVG) scan of my heart later that afternoon.

Since being in hospital, 9am has been my regular time to get up, shower, brush the chompers - y'know, get ready for the day of sitting in my little 3x3 room and watching the world go past. Tuesday however, I was up and about at 7:30 - showered and ready. I hate feeling dirty, so if my procedure was at 8:30, I'd be ready to go.

Breakfast rolled around at 8:00 and I had to politely decline it as I was required to fast from 12am for the procedure.

This is about the time when my previous blog post took off and messages started coming in for the remainder of the morning. Before I knew it, it was 11am and nobody had been to get me for my procedure yet. I called the nurse and enquired to which I was told to hand tight, it shouldn't be much longer. Whilst she was around, she did my daily observations and it was no surprise to see my heart rate up to 100+BPM (regularly around 65BPM resting) and a slightly higher blood pressure. I guarantee this was due to the nerves.

Lunch comes around at 12:30 and once again had to politely decline. 12 hours fasting thus far - lucky I don't have an appetite still and honestly didn't care! It was around this time the doctor comes around with the results of my Lumbar Puncture. This fortunately came back negative as there was no major changes to the one I had three weeks ago. White blood cells still present with a marginally higher protein count than normal. I once again mentioned about my gastroscopy or there lack of and the doctor assumed I'd already had it. He said he'd follow it up and get back to me.

Mentally, I'm okay. Still incredibly nervous and a little frustrated I prepared myself for a procedure between 8:30 - 11:30 and still nothing. Your messages of support continue to light up my phone, which certainly kept me pre-occupied and made the time fly by.

Finally! 2:43pm and somebody comes to my bed to pick me up. "Justin Smith for a procedure? Let's go." I mentally build myself up as they take me. With my heart beating the quickest it had all day, we get going. Minutes later, we get into quite a dark room with a single scanner to my left and a glass wall. The radiographer, Liv meets me and goes through the basic questions. Name? Date of birth? Address? What are you here for? "A gastroscopy and biopsy" I reply. A few seconds of awkward silence follows so I split it with an "I think..." hoping to relieve the slight tension.

Liv replies with "not quite. We're here to do your Radionuclide Ventriculography scan of your heart."

My heart dropped. I spent the past fifteen minutes mentally preparing to go under and it's not even for the right procedure; I almost feel robbed!

To give you a brief understanding, the RVG scan involves injecting a small amount of radioactive material into your blood stream where they then track it until it passes through the heart, ensuring the heart is healthy and working as it should to a level that it should. Why am I having this scan? Good question. The doctors wanted to get ahead of the game essentially. Providing the biopsy comes back positive for lymphoma, I will need chemotherapy. The level of that chemo will depend, however if I do happen to require a strong dose, it can have negative effects to the heart. This scan is to ensure they have a baseline reading of my heart and ensure it will be able to handle a high dose of chemo.

This scan took 40 minutes from start to finish and before I knew it, I was up in my ward again. By this time, dad had arrived so at least I had somebody to talk to and reassure me when the time comes to get my gastroscopy.

4:00pm and the time finally came. 16 hours of fasting, I was slightly hungry but by this stage, I just wanted to get the procedure over and done with. I was still nervous, but more relieved the time had come. Having dad there for the hour or so beforehand made me feel a lot better about the whole thing.

The operation itself involved a gastroscopy (camera down my throat into my stomach) and if they could see lymphnodes, get a biopsy to test.

Cutting to the chase, was it worth worrying for 16+ hours? Not at all. All I remember is them checking my blood pressure, putting something in my cannula and asking me to count to 10. I got to 12 and next thing I know, I woke up coughing my lungs up in recovery with a nurse next to me. Luckily, the coughing only lasted for about fifteen minutes and that was just a result of irritating my throat.

Apparently, the gastroscopy went well and they were able to get a couple of good tissues from the lymphnodes to biopsy. Additionally, they also took the following photos whilst they were inside - I have no idea what they're of or even if anything is okay, but I thought they were cool!

For the first 45 minutes after the procedure, I felt fine. I was great! I felt incredibly thirsty and hungry but I assume that was simply due to the fact I hadn't eaten. Things from here turned pretty quickly once I had some dinner and a glass of water. I started to go downhill pretty quickly - feeling incredibly fatigued and tired....essentially dopey. It was from here I knew I just needed to have some rest and I'd wake up better in the morning. Needless to say, I was asleep by 9pm and basically slept through the night...except for when the nurses woke me up at 11pm, 12pm. 3am and 5am.

Waking up this morning (Wednesday July 17th), I instantly felt a lot better than I had last night. Admittedly, I had a bit more of a sleep in than I generally would've - it was great. I use the term 'sleep in' lightly though - it's nothing like a sleep in at home! What was the plan of attack for today? Well to be honest I wasn't too sure. A doctor yesterday mentioned briefly about a bone marrow test however the nurses and doctors on had no idea about one and couldn't see one booked in. I hadn't eaten since the night prior however the nurses got me to fast once again whilst they investigated. As a result, breakfast was staring me right in the face and I couldn't even touch my beloved weetbix, milk and sugar!

The clock ticks over to 10:37 and a Young, lanky doctor comes by. "Hi Justin, I'm Alex and I'll be doing your bone marrow procedure today..." Alex went on to explain the procedure, risks and what to expect. As he finished and started to walk away I had one last burning question. "When are we doing it? Later this afternoon?" "Now" Alex replied.

Woah. Wait. What? Hang on two seconds. I'm not prepared for this. You mean now...as in like, once Alex had finished preparing? You betcha....

Now I was under the assumption I'd be getting knocked out as I had done the night before however Alex proceeded to explain they'll put some medication in my cannula that "makes you feel like you've had four or five beers" as well as some local anaesthetic. No point being worried or scared about it - if it's getting done bedside, it couldn't be near as bad as the lumbar puncture, right? Once again, like I have been for the past few weeks I was completely and utterly wrong.

First though, what's this procedure involve? Basically, blood, white blood cells and platelets are produced in your bone marrow. This can be accessed via key areas of your body depending on your age...for me it was my hipbone - left side to be exact. The aim of the procedure is to get these fresh samples of blood, white blood cells and platelets as well as get a sample of my bone marrow - generally one small sample of the bone.

Alex got me curled up in the fetal position, lying on my right and basically began straight away. A few local anaesthetic needles numbed the surface before he inserted a needle in to collect the blood samples. This part was similar to a lumbar puncture, but I couldn't feel as much internally.

Alex then stated he was starting the bone marrow collection, which was without fail the worst part of this whole experience so far. He used the large needle with a blue handle, which can be seen below.

Alex hit the bone and advised me the next part was only going to tickle a little bit. What's he do? He starts to screw into my bone. Whilst I couldn't see, it felt very similar to uncorking a bottle of wine. Whilst he went in no deeper than 1mm, christ it hurt. The worst part was yet to come. Much like the pressure behind uncorking a bottle of wine, this happened too. Alex yanked the sample out and the pressure and pain was immense! Done. It's all done. Thank goodness. Then Alex said the words I didn't want to hear next. "Y'know what Justin? We want to make sure we only have to do this once, so let's get another sample, eh?"

Oh my lord. Are you kidding me? Whatever. Lets do it. I want to get it over and done with. I don't even think I replied, just mumbled something along the lines of whatever. And thus, the process happens again. I've attached photos of the two samples below, which I thought were pretty cool!

I must admit, Alex was incredible during the procedure. I asked at the start to keep me informed throughout the whole process. I'm quite an inquisitive character when things are happening that I don't know what the process is and this was no different. Alex not only kept me informed, he did as much as he could to keep me as comfortable as I could be during such a procedure. One thing I was incredibly surprised at was how much blood was on his hands!

Not much happened throughout the rest of today to be honest. Courtney, dad and mum came to visit but that was it. The doctors advised they are expecting the result of the biopsy tomorrow afternoon (hopefully) however they said it could take anywhere up to 72 hours from the procedure - which puts it at Friday night or Monday. Where does that put me? Same boat as I have been throughout this entire process - just waiting for answers.

I was advised that the results could come back either negative or inconclusive. Whilst this wouldn't be ideal, it's unfortunately just going to be another roadblock in this venture. In preparation the results don't come back the way we probably expect the, too, I'm booked in for an ultrasound of my gall bladder tomorrow. That will be their next avenue to answers. I suspect this is because my PET scan showed up significant areas in my gall bladder and I suppose that's not exactly a vital cog of the human body...so I suspect they'll just remove it, cut it open and see what's inside. But that's nowhere near a medical analysis of what's going to happen.

Before I finish for tonight, I'll leave you with how I am mentally. How am I going despite all this? Y'know what? I'm actually the opposite to what you probably think I am. I'm in the best mental state I have been over the past six weeks. Why? I think it's because we're close to (hopefully) getting an answer or at least following a more solid path to answers.

I end tonight with a final thank you. Thank you for all the messages and endless love. It's helping - trust me, it is.

Juzz xx

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cheolttage · 5 years

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Only You.

Title: Only you.

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Soulmate!AU, College!AU

Summary: “It seems like a lifetime ago that i began searching for you. You, who my love seems never ending for; that went far beyond what i thought i could love. When i am with you, i want for nothing.”

Soulmates are linked via feelings and hear can what your soulmate say in his heart (but you cannot hear him when you guys arrange any meet up, you found out from your mom that it has to happen naturally). You feel whatever your soulmate feels and your soulmate feels whatever you feel.

Word Count: 2.03K

p/s: sorry, it’s my first time writing and I'm really not as creative or as good of a writer as other blogs. I wrote this purely out of fun. Nevertheless, I hope anyone reading this will like it. ^____^

Time check: 3:16am in the morning. You flipped on your bed with the comfort of air conditioning against the merciless summer heat even though it was night. You were on your bed since 11pm trying to sleep; even the bedsheet that felt cool to the skin initially warmed up from your body warmth. What is really keeping you up? You felt so vexed and irritated yet slightly emotional. But you have no idea why.

“I really want to give up”

You heard a voice from your head. Your soulmate has spoken and you finally understood your feeling now.

“Looks like i’m not the only one awake now and someone��s keeping me awake..” you muttered as you got off your bed, knowing well that you probably will not be sleeping any time soon. Stretching your limbs and with a yawn, you wobbled to the kitchen for a glass of milk.

“I wonder what’s keeping him up…” you whispered. You couldn’t help but be curious about what is keeping your soulmate up, so vexed and annoyed at 3am in the morning. Opening up the fridge, you took out a carton of milk and poured yourself a glass of milk before returning to your room. Slowly, you closed your room’s door and sat down before your desk.

“Where is the damn switcH” you said as you struggled to switch on the desk lamp. You decided that since you couldn’t sleep, it will be better to do something than to sit around and stare into space. Deciding on completing your bullet journal for 2019, you opened up your notebook and chose rose quartz and serenity coloured brush marker for the theme. As you started scribbling and designed your notebook, you couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotions because of your soulmate.

You flipped to a brand new page and wrote:

“It seems like a lifetime ago that i began searching for you.

You, who my love seems never ending for; that went far beyond what i thought i could love.

When i am with you, i want for nothing.”

You didn’t know where you got the idea to write that or what made you move your arms to write that but from the bottom of your heart, you wanted your soulmate to feel better and know that he is not alone no matter what he is going through.

Within 10 seconds, you got a reply.

“Thank you, i love you.”

You were a little taken back from his reply because you weren’t sure if what you wrote down will be guaranteed conveyed to him. Afterall, you wrote it down and not think about it out loud.

“You heard that?”

“Yes dummy. I heard it because you were reading it out loud in your mind. Also, we have been talking like this for almost half a year but i still have no idea what your name is.”

“Y/N.”

“Ah. Wonwoo here.”

That was cute. You were happy that your heart was conveyed to him and that he even took a step forward to start calling you names. Not to mention you finally know his name! Your heart was truly bubbling with happiness and you felt fuzzy because, It sounds silly, but little things like these are what pulled people closer together. You were 100% sure that he could feel how happy you are.

“What’s up? You seem really happy.”

“Nothing! Just watching a romance movie.” You lied smoothly, you weren’t sure if he will fall for it but you decided to go with it because you didn’t want to let your feelings known so early.. Yet.

“Sure.”

You heard the sarcasm in his words but decided to brush it off because you were simply too happy to care. Funny, because you were feeling happy but mixed with slight frustration. But you can also sense that the feeling of frustration seems to be fading and you felt even happier to know that your soulmate seems to be less vexed now at least.

“Go to sleep early.”

“You too! Stay positive, things will eventually work out.” You beamed at the thought of your soulmate.

“Alright, i will talk to you again tomorrow.”

“Later you mean? It’s already a brand new day.”

“Right. Later. See you!”

You smiled as you closed your notebook shut before you switched off the desk lamp and dive into the comfort of your bed. Within a few minutes, you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up at exactly 7am ready for school, but feeling lethargic as you were you sat on your bed with your eyes closed for another few minutes; mentally cursing yourself for sleeping this late.

“Tired?”

You shot up at your soulmate’s words and rushed to the toilet, preparing for school.

“No!”

“Sure.” He teased.

You grabbed your breakfast left on the dining table and your bag before you rushed out to school. Time check: 8:20am you are 10 minutes away from being late and you are just outside the campus library. You were literally scrambling to the lecture theatre and you really couldn’t be bothered about how much of a mess you look like at all now. As you ran past the library’s door, the door flunk open and a tall boy walked out. Before you could look up, you felt your head hit his chest.

“AH. I’m sorry!!! I gotta go, i’m late for class!” You said as you looked up.

Damn. He looks great.

But you were really in a rush to continue staring, before the boy can even speak you already ran off like a rocket.

“Wow, she ran off already.. And who did my soulmate see that she found handsome?” Wonwoo muttered before he zoned back not knowing that whoever bumped into him was his soulmate. Before he continued walking to the canteen, he found a notebook lying on the floor.

“Huh? Whose is this…?” He picked it up, but uncertain if he should open the notebook to check whose notebook it was.

“I don’t think it’s nice to open someone’s notebook without permission.. But how else can i return it?” Wonwoo muttered as he fiddled with the notebook.

“Whatever, i should return it.”

Deciding on returning the notebook, he opened up the notebook and flipped a few pages before he stopped on one page.

It read:

It seems like a lifetime ago that i began searching for you.

You, who my love seems never ending for; that went far beyond what i thought i could love.

When i am with you, i want for nothing.

Wonwoo’s eyes widen as he pushed his spectacles up. He found you.

The clock struck 12 noon as lecture has ended, you started packing up your lecture materials before you head to the canteen for lunch and then head home. However, you realised your notebook is missing and started panicking.

“Oh my goodness, where is my notebook?” You whispered as you searched your bag. The more you searched, the more you panic. Suddenly, you heard a voice in your head.

“Looks like someone lost her notebook?”

What? How did he know? Oh, right he can feel whatever you feel maybe that’s why he knows that you lost your notebook.

“Gosh, all my schedules are inside.. What am i gonna do with it now?”

No, wait. Hold up, how did he specifically know that it’s your NOTEBOOK?

“How did you know?!”

“Because i have it.”

Your eyes widened as you gasped.

“Where did i drop it?!”

“This morning.”

You traced back your memory before remembering that you bumped into a guy outside the library this morning.

“WHAT. That was you?!” you gasped trying to remember how he looked like. Though he was extremely good looking, you couldn’t remember the face of a guy you met for perhaps, 20 seconds.

“Yes. Since we can’t arrange a meet up, my favourite place is the campus library.”

You seemed to get the hint though you weren’t sure what time to go. But you decided to try your luck every morning anyway. Before you got your notebook back, you can only rely on your memory for the schedules.

The following day, you can to school extra early and by 7.30am you were already in the campus library and even chose a seat that is eye-catching from every corner deliberately so that Wonwoo will be able to see you.

You waited and waited. It was already 8.15am, you really have to head to class but Wonwoo wasn’t there. You knew he wasn’t there even though you weren’t exactly sure how he looked like but you just knew. You stood up and walked to the door, looking down, to exit feeling defeated. Yet again, before you knew it, the door swung open and you bumped into a tall guy.

“Where are you going, Y/N? Don’t you want your notebook back?”

You were shocked to hear your name as you looked up. A tall guy wearing spectacles and holding a pink notebook. It was the guy from yesterday, your soulmate! Your heart bloomed in happiness almost immediately.

“W-Wonwoo?”

“Hi Y/N, thank you for finding me good-looking.”

“W-wha-what?” you stuttered while blushing furiously.

“I heard your heart yesterday when you bumped into me yesterday at roughly the same timing.”

Your face was completely red by now and you were so embarrassed.

“C-can i have my notebook back? I have to go for class! Um, i will see you around i guess.” you muttered before grabbing your notebook and sped off.

Wonwoo turned to the way you sped off as his lips curled into a smile.

Cute.

You settled down once you reached the lecture theatre and you opened your notebook. You were extremely surprised to find a post-it on the page you written your feelings on.

“To. Y/N

Hi Y/N~ I’m Wonwoo! Here is my number.

XXX-XXXXXX-XX

Text me soon!”

Your lips curled into a smile as you closed your notebook, ready for lesson. The entire lecture, your mind kept drifting elsewhere and you couldn’t pay attention at all.

“Hey, listen during lecture.”

You were surprised to hear Wonwoo’s voice, nevertheless you tried your best to pay attention until lecture is over.

“I can’t focus.”

“Just listen! Remember to text me too.”

After hearing his words, you started to get impatient, waiting for lecture to end. Once lecture ended, you took your phone out immediately and keyed in his number before you texted Wonwoo.

“I’m Y/N. I just ended lecture.”

“That’s great, i’m already at the canteen. Come look for me.”

You bit your lip as you strutted towards the canteen, feeling like your heart is about to rupture. As you approach the canteen, you weren’t sure where he was especially when there were so many people. But as you looked around, a boy wearing a grey sweater with spectacles caught your eye.

There he was. You walked towards him and took a seat in front of him as you looked down feeling extremely shy.

“Hi.. I’m Y/N”

“You sound cuter in person. Looks like you are a year 1 student?”

His words caught your attention as you looked up feeling confused,

“Are you not year 1?”

You weren’t sure about his age at all, you just assumed that he was the same age as you. The only thing you knew was that he was in the same college as you. You laughed as at how silly you were, automatically assuming he was the same age as you after knowing he was in the same college as you.

“Y/N, i’m about to graduate.”

You widen your eyes, if you could verbally say “???” you totally would.

“I automatically assumed you were my age… then i thought you might be a year or two older than me. I just didn’t think you’d be a graduating student..”

Wonwoo smiled as he reached for your hands.

“Graduating or not, i will be seeing you for the rest of my life.”

You subconsciously break into a smile as you held his hand back.

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neoira · 6 years

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Bts mafia!au reaction: You find out/ they tell you about their real job

Notes : I'm a sucker for mafia!au and I might included a kingsman reference oops

Genre: Angst

Seokjin:

For a few weeks now you thought that seokjin was acting a bit weird: coming home late, disappearing a whole afternoon and avoiding your questions, talking quietly on the phone to make sure that you couldn't hear what he was talking about.

So one night you decided to follow him, convinced that he was cheating on you. He walked straight into a back alley surrounded by warehouses. You adjusted the hood on your head before stepping into the dark area.

Someone them pulled you roughly towards them and you could feel a gun being pressed against your temple.

" Who are you, and why are you following the boss"

Shaking and sobbing you couldn't quite proceed who he was referring to. " I don't know what you are talking about... I was just following my boyfriend"

"Y/N ? Is that you?" You heard Seokjin say as he stepped out of the darkness. " Let her go." He ordered the man that was firmly holding on you.

" Yes, sir" he whispered before disappearing.

" Seokjin... what does all of this mean?" You asked shyly, barely looking at him.

" You weren't supposed to find out this way, I'm sorry. Y/N ... I'm in the mafia and I didn't know how to tell you. I was afraid that you would leave if you discovered the real me." He answered, gently taking you into his arms.

Mouth agape you silently glared at him. After a short while you finally found the courage to speak. " Seokjin, I would never leave you, trust me. But please let's go home and talk about it, I don't want you to hide anything from me."

Yoongi:

You were searching for an official paper absolutely vital to you and you couldn't find it anywhere. In your bedroom, on your desk, in the living room, it was nowhere to be found.

One last area remained unexplored though, yoongi's office. You had never been to this room, assuming that yoongi deserves his own place to work in without being disturbed.

But right now he wasn't home and you knew the timing was perfect. So you delicately opened the door and begin to search for your document. You were shuffling things on his desk when suddenly, after touching a golden lighter, the wall behind you disappeared and you found yourself facing a huge weapon collection: riffles, machine guns, grenades and knives. Astonished, you didn't hear yoongi walking into his office behind you.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?"

Not wanting to beat around the bush, you said blankly.

" Yoongi are you in the mafia?"

He sighed.

" Yes, yes I am."

You turned to him, your head full of questions and even if You wouldn't admit it, a slight hint of fear.

" Why didn't you tell me ?"

He gulped and closed his eyes before looking right at you.

" I didn't want to get you involved in my activities, my world is fucked up, I acknowledge that. And I didn't want to put you in any danger. I can't loose you."

Hoseok:

You were a detective, and a damn good one. That's why your boss decided to give the mission to infiltrate undercover the biggest gang in your city.

After a few months only, you had successfully earned the trust of many members and you were slowly rising to the top. Tonight, you were finally going to see the boss during the meeting.

When the boss arrived, you couldn't believe your eyes, next to the boss was standing hoseok, your one and only boyfriend. He shoot a quick glance at you before returning his attention to a man talking on his left.

" Who is he ?" You asked dumbfounded to the man sitting next to you, pointing at hoseok.

He seemed suprised by your question and answered in a low voice " Since when have you been here seriously ? How come that you don't know Hoseok, he's like the gang's best hitman."

You looked at him again. You didn't understand why he wasn't mentioned in the files you had to study in order to enter the gang. At the end of the meeting, he came closer to you and slide a paper in your pocket. "MEET ME ON THE ROOF IN 10." What you didn't know though, was that hoseok knew about your job all along, and that he had purposely deleted everything about him in your computer.

Namjoon:

When namjoon got home tonight, he wasn't expecting you to be here so early. He didn't even had time to hide his shirt before you were all over him.

"Dear God, Namjoon are you hurt?"

You were panicking, frantically trying to identify the place of the wound. When you finished to undo his shirt, you realised that his chest and his abdomen were perfectly fine. You then took a step behind slowly lifting your head to meet his gaze.

" That's... not my blood" he avoided to look at you.

" What happened?" You asked, shaking

He didn't answer.

" Namjoon are you... are you ..." You couldn't even finish what you were saying.

"Yes Y/N, I am." It was unbelievable. Namjoon, your sweet and loving boyfriend. A man who would take you to the beach only to look at tiny crabs in the sand, was part of the mafia.

You had always suspected it, but you had hoped that it was just your imagination. But now that he had confirmed it, you didn't know what to think anymore. He tried to take your hand in his but you pulled it out.

" I- I need time to think, please leave me alone." You declared before locking yourself in your room.

Jimin:

It was Friday night, you were going out in a club with a few of your friends. The music was loud and the air was thick. You didn't really like clubs but your friends convinced you to go anyway. You were sitting on a bar stool, sipping your drink when something got your attention. People around you started to talk about mafia members being in the club tonight. Bored and not really having anything else to do, you glanced at the place where the members were supposed to be. You recognised a few men because you had seen their faces on the news before. That's when you spotted him, sitting on a couch, his arms holding the shoulders of another woman. Jimin. He was in the middle of the band, smiling and laughing at whatever they were saying. You asked the people next to you about him and they confirmed that he was with them.

Angry and a little bit tipsy you stood up and walked up to him.

"JIMIN WHAT THE FUCK?"

His face crumbled. He distanced himself from the woman and tried to calm you down.

" That's not what you're thinking please Y/N Let me explain"

" What are you going to explain? That you hid your real occupation from me ? That you are cheating on me? Save it, I don't want to see you anymore."

You started crying as you ran out of the club.

Taehyung:

Today was your day off. Finally, after months of hard work you could enjoy being at home alone, chilling. You were sitting on your couch, watching TV while eating pizza when the news started. They were talking about the most powerful gang in the whole city and how they arrested a dozen of its members today. But the boss and some of his henchmen had managed to escape. Then, their pictures appeared on the screen and you almost choked on what you were eating when you recognised Taehyung among them. He was labelled as the "boss". He was the gang member the whole city was afraid of. Did he really lie to you all along ? You figured out that he did. On TV they described him as dangerous and unpredictable, was it really the same man you had been dating for 2 years now ?

You waited for him to come home. Your eyes were puffy because of the tears. You still weren't sure if you wanted to stay with him or not.

When he finally came back you were standing in front of the front door, arms crossed. He could feel that something was odd.

" Did you see the news?"

" I did" you answered dryly, firmly glaring at him.

He nodded.

" You have 5 minutes to explain it all to me before I kick you out."

He grinned slightly before sitting on a chair in your living room. 5 minutes weren't going to be enough.

Jungkook:

3am and jungkook was nowhere to be found, even though he had said he was going to be home by 11pm and you were starting to worry. You tried to call his friends but no one knew where he was and he wasn't at work either. About one hour later you heard a knock on the door, you almost ran to open it , thinking that it was Jungkook coming back home. But when you opened the door you were greeted with the sight of jungkook, bruised and covered with blood. Two men were by his side, since he couldn't walk by himself. You let them in, tears in your eyes due to your half dead boyfriend. Jungkook disappeared in your bedroom with one of then while the other one stayed with you.

" I'm Taehyung, sorry that you have to witness this, the meeting turned bad today"

You didn't understand what he was talking about, jungkook was a regular college student with a part time job, nothing more.

" What meeting are you talking about ? Jungkook wasn't supposed to work tonight."

Taehyung looked at you with sad eyes

" I see ... He didn't tell you, did he ? Jungkook is in the mafia and he's the son of the boss, things like this might happen more often as time goes by"

You continued to talk with Taehyung until he and the other man left.

The next morning you went next to your bed to see jungkook, he was awake.

" Good morning" he said simply.

" Don't good morning me , yesterday you came home half dead with people I don't even know and moreover I found out that you're in the mafia ?! What else are you hiding from me ?" You were genuinely angry at him

" Those bastards outnumbered me, but you should have seen their faces, my injuries are scratches compared to theirs."

He was trying to lighten the mood but you weren't having any of it.

" Is it too much to ask for a warning when you go somewhere where you can potentially be killed? I don't want to come back home one day and find you dead on a sidewalk"

He caressed your cheek with his thumb.

" Who do you think am I ? It takes way more to kill the infamous jeon jungkook"

#bts #bts reactions #bts jungkook #bts suga #bts jimin #bts v #bts namjoon #bts jin #bts senarios #bts hoseok #bts mafia au #bts mafia reaction #bts gang au #bts reaction

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themiddlelayer · 5 years

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One step forward, two steps back

I really wanted to be able to write about my weekend up in Phoenix for Java Bear’s birthday. I wanted to write about how welcomed his wife made me feel from the minute I walked into the restaurant, all the really cool new people I met in person after seeing them in the poly FB group, and our coffee date Sunday morning that ended with kisses that put a big smile when I think about it. I wanted to write about the good.

But of course, there was more to the weekend.

MM had plans to come up to Phoenix on Sunday for 2 coffee dates, one of whom was at Java Bear’s party. I had told him that I didn’t think that dating was a good idea and that I was concerned about him using it as a bandaid. That was the very reason I initially said that I wanted to keep things more platonic with Java Bear this weekend. MM didn’t listen.

I left Java Bear’s party around 11pm Saturday night and about lost it driving back to my hotel. This overwhelming sense of pain and loss just came over me. I kept it together long enough to get into my hotel room safely and Java Bear texting me helped me keep my eyes dry a little longer.

Shortly after we said goodnight the floodgates opened. I was laying there sobbing when MM started messaging me. He had gone on a date and got a goodnight kiss. He said that it made him realize that he didn’t want to date. What he wants is the quople. He wants Gypsy and me. And he spelled it out in that order.. Gypsy first.

Things spiralled from there into anger on my side then into him bringing up things he said he didn’t feel like he could tell me before. It was around 3am when we attempted to say goodnight for the 3rd or 4th time and I couldn’t let go of some of the things he had said so I called him.

We were on the phone until after 5am during which time he asked me to come home as soon as I could and he told me that he was going to cancel his plans to come to Phoenix. There was talk of getting in the car right then but all the crying and the lack of sleep meant that it wouldn’t be safe. Plus, I really did want to have breakfast with Java Bear and MM said he understood.

My nap only lasted about an hour then I got up and checked out of the hotel and met Java Bear for breakfast. On the way there I stopped for gas and bumped a water display at the gas station. It was really good that I was staying long enough for a real meal and coffee before the drive.

Breakfast was great! Conversation flowed as easily in person as it has in text all these months. There was goodbye kissing... more than just kisses. I remember feeling my whole body relax in his arms like all the tension I’ve been holding had dissolved in that moment. I’d gone in feeling like I needed to keep some distance because I don’t want him to be a bandaid for me. After talking to MM all night I felt like things were settled enough there that I knew my feelings for Java Bear were absolutely separate from that mess. He is not a bandaid and I felt secure enough with MM to move forward with Java Bear.

I drove home with a big smile on my face and the kind of hope for my marriage that I haven’t felt in a long time.

When I got home, MM just held me tight and we cried together. Eventually we moved to the couch and talked about a lot of things. Honestly, in my sleep-deprived haze I’m struggling to remember the details. I just remember him talking about going back to how it was before the quople as far as non-monogamy. He admitted that while the ‘only dating men’ thing worked for him, there was always a voice in the back of his head that talked about wanting other women, too. Now that he’d experienced the relationship with Gypsy and felt what that connection was and then he tried the dating thing, he realized that it really is ME that he wants. And he wants the 3 dinner plates, king-sized bed life with 2 husbands that I’d always envisioned.

It was around that point in the conversation that I told him about kissing Java Bear. His response was the “hot pirate face.” It was such a positive reaction that I didn’t think twice about my initial statement to MM about keeping things more platonic. Plus, I’m pretty sure he likes Java Bear and they are both interested in men. The possibilities... right?!?

The rest of the night was spent on the couch with MM curled up in my lap cuddling. Things felt almost normal until I went to bed in my own room. But even that felt okay. It was the first time since the blow up that I was looking at when I could be his wife again not IF I could be his wife again.

Monday was a really good day. I had a class to teach and some editing to on a training manual, both of which I love doing. MM and I made plans to go to a movie after I got off work and he cooked dinner so that I could get dressed and we could go right out.

We were literally walking out the door when things went sideways. He said that he was upset about me kissing Java Bear and that I had crossed a line in a way. While we both agreed that we hadn’t clearly defined where we were, the last thing MM remembered was when I put that down as an agreement. I, however, was thinking about our last conversation when I told MM that I was putting those boundaries on myself and why. In other words, I saw it as my own boundary and I felt fine crossing it. A feeling that was further enforced by MM’s initial reaction to it. But he felt that I’d put it down as an “agreement” and crossed a line.

On top of all of that, he had me read an exchange with Gypsy where she talked about Nomad’s no-contact thing. She said that he shut down when she asked about me and and that it seemed to hurt him too much to have contact with me. MM’s intent seemed to be to show me that Nomad really did/does love me and that his silence was not for lack of love. I knew that. I know that. It still stings.

We almost made it to the theater before the floodgates opened. We ended up sitting in the parking lot talking while I cried uncontrollably until he asked if we could start driving back home. There were some really hurtful things said and even now I get a twinge of guilt even talking about it because his thing is that he says I don’t care about his feelings and everything is always about me. He said that I had been gaslighting him in a way. That REALLY stings.

I couldn’t look at him for the rest of the night. I just filled my water bottle and went to bed. I did some writing and tried to process it all. Things had felt so good on Sunday and suddenly we were in a place that felt even worse than before.

Today hasn’t been much better. Just now MM said that his messenger had updated and it looked weird then proceeded to send me a screenshot. Below our conversation there were conversations from today with Gypsy and 2 of the women he’d been chatting with, including the one he went out with Saturday night. I literally said “Ouch.” He replied, “I can’t talk to people?”

He read my ‘ouch’ as accusatory and I read his reply as hostile. I took a breath and didn’t react instead said, “You can. It just stings to see who.. I'm not blaming you or saying you're doing anything wrong. I'm sorry if that's how it came across.”

He’s on the way home and picking up dinner. I told him I wanted to make time to talk tonight but I know he wanted to do some writing to try and get his thoughts in order before talking so we’ll see if it happens tonight.

Right now I’ve got about 10 minutes until I’m “off work” and I’m not able to do much more actual work. Aside from crying, I’ve got that stabbing pain in my chest that just makes me want to throw up again. I haven’t really eaten properly today because of it and I know better. A soylent drink and peanut butter toast is not enough for the day.

I’ve gotten to the point where I posted something in a Poly Women’s group asking for advice on how to get past this phase of grief. I’m all for sitting with my feelings and accepting where I’m at, but this is impacting my ability to do my job and to function on a daily basis. I’m exhausted and in pain... my heart literally aches every day.

There has to be a way to process and grieve without hurting myself so badly. I just wish I could figure out what it is.

#heartbreak #ouch #nonmonogamy #poly life #grief

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beyondthetemples-ooc · 5 years

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“Telling” Asks

Because I’m relaxing today and I’ve never answered some of these before.

From: https://beyondthetemples-ooc.tumblr.com/post/185158056997/weird-asks-that-say-a-lot

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? Teacups would be ideal, but the reality is more water bottles.

2. chocolate bars or lollipops? Honestly? Neither. (Unless it's a really good chocolate bar, like 85% dark, or Cadbury's~)

3. bubblegum or cotton candy? Both are too sweet for me. (Though, maybe once a year, I'll indulge in one of each.)

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? Bottles, if it's not soda! (Good for multi-tasking and not spilling!) But otherwise, glass cups. Unless the plastic ones are really pretty or have a very nice grippy shape to them.

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear? Oh always goth, all the way. Technically a more "formal" goth (romantigoth is the label i'd choose if i HAD to pick one),

7. earbuds or headphones? That depends. When I'm active, or when it's hot outside? Earbuds. But when travelling, trying to work in a loud environment, or generally needing sound cancellation: definitely headphones.

8. movies or tv shows? Oh, that REALLY depends on the content. Movies are easier on the ADD, and most TV shows are paced TERRIBLY in the long-running format, but then there's, like... cartoons, basically, that have satisfying stories in each episode AND a great overarching plot.

9. favorite smell in the summer? Pre-Thunderstorm Static.

10. game you were best at in p.e.? I wasn't the best at ANY game in PE... ;P Honestly, my best "game" was probably....... tag, but the kind where they're running away from you as a form of bullying, so you just embrace it and "touch" them just to mess with them.

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day? I don't. (I don't feel hungry most mornings.) "First lunch" is usually a piece of fruit and maybe a granola bar.

12. name of your favorite playlist? I don't do "playlists", I do "play every album by this artist in chronological order"! But I guess my Epica and Evanescence stations on Pandora come pretty close, huh?

13. lanyard or key ring? Neither actually; I use those bungee-like things you can stretch to hold my things. I literally attach my wallet to my bag's handle with those so I don't lose it.

14. favorite non-chocolate candy? Peppermint? Candied ginger? Do s'mores count?~

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment? Oh DAMN that's hard... Let's see. If AR Summer Reading projects count: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire? The Invisible Thread (by Yoshiko Uchida)? Fahrenheit 451? And if those don't count, maybe The Scarlet Letter (by Hawthorne, of course).

16. most comfortable position to sit in? Your classic lotus position. I'm essentially in it right now.

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes? Work shoes, but outside of work? Black flip flops.

18. ideal weather? Realistically: 65, light breeze, and lots of clouds with a little rain. But my absolute FAVORITE weather was something I've only ever seen ONCE, and that was a thunderstorm in the middle of a snowstorm. It was incredible and the image of lightning against the snowfall is forever seared into the core of my soul as one of the most gorgeous things I've ever experienced.

19. sleeping position? Varies night by night. Safe to call it a general Flop.

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)? It depends on the draft! First drafts are best done for me in notebooks (usually, unless it's a scene with No Chronology Yet, it's in the notebook meant for the story)! But also, anything that's on hand whenever a new scene strikes me works too. I've written on napkins, calendar pages, doctor notes, and Greyhound bus tickets.

21. obsession from childhood? Ooh, Teen Titans, still to this day!

22. role model? ...Rrrraven? (And/or, my Actual Mentors. But it's very much a "don't be me, just let us try to teach you some things so you can be the Best You".)

23. strange habits? ...oh gods, where do I even begin. I meditate and practice energy work on the daily. I touch things almost any time I'm walking anywhere, like just reach my hands out a little and touch whatever's closest. I tend to ask a lot of questions when I'm talking to someone, lots of "why is that". I compulsively read Every Single Ingredient on every box I buy and research anything I'm not familiar with. Does taking like 15 pills and vitamins every day count? And also my "nesting" behavior, any time I'm somewhere I feel it's not rude to re-arrange, I grab pillows and blankets for support.

24. favorite crystal? Damnit, all my favorite stones are actually not "crystals"?! But crystalline azurite is close enough. (It kind of depends on the day and what energy I'm looking for. Stone/crystal work is another one of those weird habits. ;P )

25. first song you remember hearing? The "Arthur" themsong. I remember going to my mother and being like, "They said A! A is a letter!" And it wasn't for another, like, 3-5 years that I'd realize, they're saying "hey", not "A".

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather? Stay inside. (Anything that counts as "warm" rather than "cool" is too warm for me....) But if I had to pick ONE thing, definitely swimming, in a lake (because I have a mild chlorine allergy).

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather? ALL of them! Just being outside as long as it's not too sunny! Hiking, meditating, I used to do all my spiritual rituals outside, reading, walking, hell even at work when we have dogs to take on walks, I love walking in the park with them. Being outside when it's snowing. And then curling up in my room, on my soft bed, with a cup of tea and a book (or a great fanfic) after...

28. five songs to describe you? Teen Titans themesong, Bakura's Theme, What's the Use of Feeling (Blue) 1. End of the Dream, by Evanescence [ x ] 2. My Demons, by Starset [ x ] 3. Underneath, by Tarja [ x ] 4. Paradise (What About Us), Within Temptation ft. Tarja [ x ] 5. Reality Fringe, by Alex Dalliance

29. best way to bond with you? Talking, communicating, while respecting boundaries, with patience and sincerity.

30. places that you find sacred? Honestly, the biggest answers are a part of the Nexus and I don't think I'm ready to talk about that here;; Let's just say, astral adventures have gotten wild enough that my spirit guide and I have meeting places that are sacred, my leader-goddess has shown me a few places, and there are some "places" within my own mindscape that are sacred enough.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? Oh honey, that depends entirely on my mood. And the situation. I have multiple cloaks, some closet cosplays, I wear skirts every day, business jackets, and I can mix and match them however I please. It REALLY depends on whose ass I'm kicking.

32. top five favorite vines? I know I really like Thomas Sanders? But specifics-- Oh. Oh crap, wait I have to visit my vines tag to remember my favorites. DEFINITELY "This bitch empty. YEET" because I didn't know the vine OR exclamation before I saw a fanart that had me DYING OF LAUGHTER, thinking someone just made Blue Diamond yell the word "YEET" for no reason. "FREE-shuh-VAH-cuhdu" makes me die every time. "There's only one thing worse... A CHILD" is TOP QUALITY, genuinely hits at least 3 critical notes of my sense of humor. I love the one with the guys playing the piano (I don't know what genre but it's old-school and chill) and the guy comes in and starts club dancing to it. And the umbrella one with, "Run".

33. most used phrase in your phone? ...probably "if you want"?

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head? I haven't seen an ad in literally years. (get uBlock Origin, it works way better than adblock! also, i don't Internet on my phone.)

35. average time you fall asleep? 11pm? (Work nights: 9-10:30, depending on my exhaustion levels. Not work nights? 1-3am.)

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing? The actual LOLcats website!

37. suitcase or duffel bag? Neither; I actually use a mid-sized messenger bag and only use Personal Item Sized Bags for airplane trips. Free baggage, y'all. ;P

38. lemonade or tea? Oh tea, definitely tea. (Unless it's too-sweet iced black tea; then that watermelon mint lemonade wins.)

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie? Iiii actually can hardly eat either one, but Starbucks' lemon loafs were addictive (but really bad for my system) and I do love lemon meringue flavored things~

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? M e . (I did weird shit like practice reading auras, accidentally warp the moodscape of everyone around me, and get an A on a pop quiz the teacher didn't lecture about for more than five minutes.)

41. last person you texted? An old high school friend I recently reconnected with.

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets? Jacket, since I don't wear pants (unless work forces me to, ew).

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket? I have no idea what differentiates them. =w=;; Cardigan probably, because I know they have really long flowy elegant ones I like to wear sometimes.

44. favorite scent for soap? ...ooh, that's tough... Lavender's always a good bet, rosemary-mint was a delight, I cucumber-eucalyptus was nice, and I have no idea what scent it was, but a local soap-maker at the farmer's market in the city I lived in for a couple years had this one that was made with, like, honey and red clay, and it felt AMAZING.

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? Damnit, don't make me CHOOSE like this! I mean, for writing obviously Superhero because I write fanfics like hell for that genre, but I guess my Pokemon fanfics count as fantasy? And, come to think of it, most of my stories center around metaphysical weirdness is some way or other, so... straddling the line between fantasy and superhero.

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in? Nudity.

47. favorite type of cheese? ...provolone maybe? ??

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be? Pomegranate, probably. Gotta do some work to get to the good stuff, strangely unavailable most of the time, and once you get past all the drawbacks, it's just absolutely loaded with compartmentalized goodness.

49. what saying or quote do you live by? Bold of you to assume I only have one quote! Here's just a small sampling. ~ "Don't you want to feel? Don't you want to live your life? How much longer are you gonna give into the fear?" -Disappear, by Evanescence. ~ "Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." -Edgar Allen Poe ~ "Be yourself, everyone else is already taken." -Oscar Wilde ~ "Guilt is a powerful motivator. Redemption, even greater." -The Unforgiving, by Within Temptation et al. "When you know in your soul who you are, you can never be corrupted again." -Raven, from the Games graphic novel. + Various quotes from my organization, along the lines of things like "Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can do your job, but only you can be there for your friends, family, and accomplish your dreams", and "When you understand WHY we do what we do, WHAT we do makes more sense".

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have? My girlfriend? Most of those vines I mentioned? "OH TITS IT CAN FLY"?

51. current stresses? j o b

52. favorite font? Arial, simple yet elegant. Easy to read. I write all my stories in Arial, so I'm biased. l3

53. what is the current state of your hands? They're in Ohio with the rest of me? 8F No, but seriously, lowkey aching a bit around the finger joints from constantly dragging dogs around for a whopping 60 hours this week, but they're not burned and there's only one Tiny cut I got at work, and I still don't know why, but that's almost gone already. I like my fingernails too, they've been breaking at the corners lately but they're still Decently Long.

54. what did you learn from your first job? "Turn tables" are not, in fact, the name of a band, but an item of musical arrangement. (I worked at the Exchange and someone asked if we had anything like the turn tables. I thought they meant musically similar to a band named Turn Tables.)

55. favorite fairy tale? Does the epic poetry of the Kalevala story count? (Finland's national epic!) But I'm not a big fan of the Grimm style fairy tales.

56. favorite tradition? Going to Evanescence concerts at every single available opportunity? Wearing a bracelet my gf gave me and a ring my mother gave me any time I travel? I'm not one much for Generational Tradition at all, I do kinda like forming my own though~

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome? Literally just, myself. 1. Overcoming my doubt in myself. 2. Overcoming my social anxiety re: Starting Conversations. 3. Overcoming my phobia so I could, you know. Eat food.

58. four talents you’re proud of having? ?! How do you even define what constitutes a "talent"? 1. WRITING! (Creativity re: characters and the plots they're in. Descriptive writing. My mother always acts blown away whenever she reads my writing re: "how you get into the character's head".) 2. I can speak very eloquently and articulately, most of the time. And not just via verbiage; I know how to say things that Matter. 3. I can cook a fantastic stir-fry! And, apparently, really good soup. 4. I'm proud of my (non-numerical) eidetic memory, sometimes. It's kinda just There, and I'm not, like, ACTIVELY proud of it, but it sure makes things easier re: remembering friends' triggers, fandom trivia, etc.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? What makes you think I don't create each response on demand? (There's... really not something I think I say often enough to count as a catch phrase. So I legitimately have no idea.)

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be? Is "dark magical girl anime" a thing? Because that'd be MY thing.

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? See above quotes.

62. seven characters you relate to? 1. R A VE N that's it that's the list Theeee only other ones I relate to are kinda awkward answers to give for this (re Synpathy and such related topics), but then again there's hella sympathy for Raven too, so.... 2. Ryou Bakura 3. Blue Diamond 4. Lapis Lazuli 5. Malachite (it's Complicated) 6. Sucy 7. Crona

63. five songs that would play in your club? Just insert any five Alex Dalliance songs here, I don't listen to a whole lot of Club Style Music. (Unless.... does, like, Cascada and Caramel count? Because I still kinda like their styles.) My "club" would be more like orchestrals by Danny Elfman and Evanescence instrumentals and/or live music from local rock bands.

64. favorite website from your childhood? TitansGo.Net! Screenshots, transcripts, even the forums... I browsed that site on the daily.

65. any permanent scars? Oh boy, are you sure you're ready for this? My scars fade quickly, but you'll see them if you know what to look for. One on my forearm from when I fell off a bed onto a broken fan grate at age 5 (it's a 3-inch long gash), on my left pointer finger from being bitten by an angry rabbit, scars on my heels from my comic!Raven cosplay shoes, scar on my right hip from using rubber cement to attach a scar prosthetic for a Kary cosplay (at my supposedly practical-effects-knowledgeable father's advice-- not good advice at all, for the record, don't put that shit anywhere NEAR your skin), tiny spot on my right hand from the time I became too emotional at my girlfriend's house and scraped it on her carpet, tiny dot on my left shoulder from a protruding nail in an old (pavillon without a roof thing?) we once had in the backyard, tiny line on my right ring finger from the time Belle nearly fell from right next to me and I caught her (she tried to grab something and wound up scratching me), and a scar on my right elbow from cleaning the tortilla press at Chipotle. (They didn't tell me there were protective gloves to use. They really should've told me that.)

66. favorite flower(s)? Oh gosh, I don't know. I like almost all flowers, really. I love the scent of lilac and magnolia in the air. Rose and hibiscus make lovely teas. Seeing mint and lemon balm in bloom always makes me feel contented. Willow and basswood flowers remind me of happy childhood memories at the nature reserve. Pink hibiscus flowers have Very Special Meaning to me (for the other blog, really). And of course, flowers with energy or aromatherapeutic effects like lavender are favorites, too.

67. good luck charms? Look, I don't NEED good luck.~ Confidence, strategy, and being alright with whatever happens are my "good luck charms". (And throwing a little magic at it never hurts when I REALLY want something...)

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried? ....I'm not comfortable answering that (phobia memories, just not gonna think about that okay.)

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? ...Remember that eidetic memory I was talking about? Every single little tiny fact I'm thinking about, I can remember how I learned about it.

70. left or right handed? Ambi, actually! 55% right. 45% left.

71. least favorite pattern? That depends on what it's for. Wallpapers? Floral (it kills my ADD, but floral patterns can make some very pretty dresses and blankets). Furniture? Paisley (but some people rock it in clothes). Furniture? any kind of fur trim (but again, it looks good on clothes). Clothing on me? Leopard and zebra (but I like it on lots of other things). My room? Checkered and tartan (but again, good patterns for other things, esp. clothing and interior styles that AREN'T associated with my room in particular, my room's just so noncomforming and cluttered that Busy Patterns like that aren't). I guess overall I'm just not a fan of highly stripey or square-y patterns?

72. worst subject? Math. Always has been. Probably always will be.

73. favorite weird flavor combo? The weirdest and actually not the grossest I tried was, out of curiosity to see what Tamaranian food might ACTUALLY taste like, I mixed sushi with ice cream. It really wasn't that bad! That one's my favorite for fandom reasons. 8P I don't do a whole lot of "weird" flavor combos otherwise.

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen? (Those... those are the same thing, buddy.) 8 or 9. NSAIDs, especially naproxen and ibuprofen, really irritate my stomach, so it has to be worth a week or two of Lowkey Constant Nausea to take it. For example, the last time I was waking it, I had dry socket. You know, that thing that happens when you get a tooth extracted and the blood clot doesn't form, so YOUR ACTUAL BONE IS EXPOSED for two FUCKING weeks..... and before the dental stuff, I would only take it when Monthly Stuff would get so bad, it could leave my crippled and crying on the bathroom floor for an hour. (Might've been longer if stepmom hadn't gotten me n0aproxen.....)

75. when did you lose your first tooth? Hell if I know what age that was, I think I swallowed it.

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)? Potato soup, especially my mother's! But I also like BAKED fries (actually fried fries tend to be... Really Badly Received by my system;;), kettle chips are pretty good in small amounts, and I love those criss-cross cut fries at Mr. Hero (I just can't eat more than, like, five at a time, guh).

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill? I absolutely LOVED having my lemon balm. But it got the aerial blight from my peace lily, and it died with all the rest of my houseplants. :c

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store? Sushi from a grocery store, just because this place called Giant Eagle makes some fairly good sushi for like $5 on certain days of the week, and I think they make it every 3-4 days. Fresh, like you can see them making it right in front of you.

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo? My passport is actually my best, I think~ Though my college ID didn't look bad, either.

80. earth tones or jewel tones? Depends on what they're for. Clothes, I guess jewel tones because I like blue and purple. But for interior decorations, earth tones like deep rich browns and black are my go-to.

81. fireflies or lightning bugs? They're.. the same thing? ??? I've used both interchangeably.

82. pc or console? PC, mostly because that's all I've had most of my life, and of course DC Universe Online was on my PC so maybe I'm biased. 8F

83. writing or drawing? Oooh, writing for me, all the way~ (Though I gotta do SOME drawing now and again!)

84. podcasts or talk radio? Neither, they're both too long for my ADD. And I don't... really care about most people on them? The only one I've ever seen was Amy Lee on short talk show interviews and the Steven Universe podcast with MKAtwood of course.

84. barbie or polly pocket? Neither. (I had both. Played with Polly Pocket because it came with a lot more animals, but those got lost way too easily, and I never got into the Barbie.)

85. fairy tales or mythology? They're both equally important and equally fascinating! Mythology has more Spiritual Resonance, and fairy tales have more Societal Resonance.

86. cookies or cupcakes? Depends on what kind! Oatmeal raisin cookies beat chocolate cupcakes, but red velvet cupcakes with a cream cheese frosting beat chocolate chip cookies.

87. your greatest fear? I have emet*phobia. You can look up what that means yourself because I don't even want to type the word, thanks.

88. your greatest wish? Just, freedom.

89. who would you put before everyone else? Damn it, I'm too compassionate for that answer. Whoever needs it more at that very moment.

90. luckiest mistake? Being so antisocial that the people running the ALP program made me sit with my girlfriend. I asked "Do you like Teen Titans?", and the rest is history.

91. boxes or bags? Boxes for long-term storage, bags for the daily.

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights? Lamps, generally. Candles trump them all, but LED lamps are a lot less fire-hazard-y when you might fall asleep. lD;;

93. nicknames? RHS, RWT, Shadow, Zira (means "Shadow"), closest friends call me Rae.

94. favorite season? Winter~ It's the kindest to my easily-overheated sensibilities.

95. favorite app on your phone? Prooobably the voicemail app my or/ganization uses? I don't do much else on my phone besides, you know. Phone stuff (talk/text).

96. desktop background? PC: A shot of Raven meditating in the forest from Justice League vs. Teen Titans, with the incense and glow and her head bowed and focused and everything. Laptop: The sky as Lapis looked up at it, the gorgeous Homeworld constellation from "Ocean Gem".

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized? Three. Mine, my girlfriend's, and only because she had the same phone number since I was like 8 years old, my stepmother's. Everyone else's keeps changing.

98. favorite historical era? The answer I want to give is Nexus-related, but I don’t think I have a real favorite era. I know too much about the history of misogyny, racism, colonialism, variation between eras around the world, and generally fucked-up shit in every era I've ever learned about.

#IRL canon #meme #filled meme

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woojeez · 7 years

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30 questions tag

tagged by my pal @moimin !!! p self explanatory tag

1. Let’s start with a tricky one; what is the real reason you are confused right now?

I’m currently trying to curb a panic attack after watching a movie about a family surviving a tsunami and I desperately want to Calm Down, where is the calm (but also I’ll be okay so pls dw)

2. What were you doing at 11PM last night?

on my computer, underestimating what time it actually was

3. How do you feel about 3AM?

it feels lonely and weird but sometimes it’s a great time to talk to mutuals

4. I bet you kissed someone last night, right?

PFFFFFFFFFF

5. You can drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life - what is it?

water, that’s basically all I drink now lol

6. Do you like hickeys?

what r those

7. Is there someone who continuously lets you down?

*unrolls long scroll that extends across the room* Lets See,

8. Do you always answer your texts?

I try ok

9. Last time you talked to one of your best friends?

last friday bc I missed one of my first classes the day before to tend to my awful cold and she offered to help me get caught up bc she’s an actual literal angel

10. Are you a silent or talkative person?

silent for the most part, but in public I tend to get talkative sometimes bc I’m so used to feeling obligated to initiate conversation

11. Is anyone else in the room with you?

nope !!

12. Do you cry easily?

sometimes but at the worst possible times???? like whenever I feel myself abt to cry I’m like No, Get Back In There @ my tears n emotions

13. What is your family like?

v big and v wild

14. What was your last text message?

“right”

15. Most embarrassing moment?

one time I had a crush on a guy so hard I accidentally mixed his name up w another kid’s and my entire English class witnessed it and joked abt for months, even my teacher like fml

16. If you had to get a piercing (not ears), what would you get?

probably one of those rly basic nose piercings like that’d look cute

17. Honestly, what’s on your mind right now?

trying to distract myself from that tsunami movie dkskslfkslw cinematically it was good but I’m so squeamish n emotional Help Me

18. Where are you going on your next vacation?

in my bedroom for like a week once spring break rolls around

19. Where have you lived most of your life?

maine, usa

20. Do you curse around your parents?

skskskdaoeefj sometimes but never like AT them it was usually if I got super emotional or frightened like one time I was driving and I almost veered into the wrong lane and I was like “oh shhhhhCRAP” and my dad was like “shhcrap is not a word” and I was like “I was trying to say Shakira”

21. Are you happy with where you live?

lifestyle-wise I love it bc it’s safe n nice n beautiful but socially it’s v meh and the closest grocery store is like 25 minutes away

22. Words you can’t spell half the time?

i will never be able to spell connoisseur w/o autocorrect or spellcheck, ever,

23. What were you doing last night at 12 AM?

trying to go tf to sleep

24. Do you cook?

yes I love cooking n baking

25. Name four things that you wish you had!

better health, a cute partner, financial stability, a consistent sleep schedule

26. Ever meet anyone you met on Tumblr?

no but I’ve met people irl who had tumblr

27. How is your hair?

it’s alright but I need to at least comb and part it properly more often

28. Think back to January 2007, were you single?

LOL I WAS NINE

29. Are you nice to everyone?

i try to be even though my tolerance is usually low but tbh sometimes I give certain ppl too much leeway and i wish I were more assertive

30. How do you feel about sea aquariums?

neato

I tag @spicyjunhui @yoonsideshave @veryotl @seveanteen and rly whoever else wants to do this !! and ofc u don’t have to do it if u don’t want to

#tag #long post #used this tag to calm me down n it worked so I'm okay now #I need 2 Sleep so peace out 😴😴😴

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ecotone99 · 4 years

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[HM] A random (hopefully funny/entertaining) tale about a young man, a Chevy Spark, a few life lessons, and a car accident.

So this was about a year and a half ago. I was 21 and desperate to get CHEAP/new car. First of all let me start off by saying I was young and dumb (still young and dumb). I tend to make irrational and quick decisions when i’m excited about something. For personal reasons that I don’t wanna get into I was not able to receive a license until I was 21. So when I finally got my license I needed, let me re-phrase that...had the biggest urge/desire to buy a car like the day before my license came in the mail. Also getting a car would allow me to start a new career.

Now for financial, and impatient reasons I was going to finance the car. Now when I say finance I really mean have the LOWEST monthly payment possible. My job requires me to drive 100-200+ miles a day mostly highways so leasing was out of the question. I also did not, and still do not want to buy used. Which is a whole separate argument for a whole different day. Anyway I was literally looking for the cheapest 2018 model car ever created.

It’s a week before fourth of July and the cheapest car I could find was a 2018 Chevy Spark for around 13k. I figured what the hell I’ve waited 21 long years on my skateboard I can wait another week to try and get the “fourth of July deals” to increase my wheel size from 59mm to 200mm.

Boom after checking “cars.com” everyday, on July 7th 2018 I pull up with my dad to a chevy dealership 90 miles away from home. Me, feeling like a Russian mobster (I’m Russian haha) on the outside, and as excited as a young school girl on the inside walk inside with my dad. I pull out my phone and show the sales guy the ad I saw. 2018 Chevy Spark for $10,001 in a lightish blue.

Keep in mind I did NO research. I read NO reviews. My mind was set on this Chevy Spark. You could tell me 9/10 Chevy Sparks are reported to have a mind of their own and drive off of cliffs at 50k miles and I would still buy it without a second thought.

Now I’m sure all of you can relate to a certain degree. You know the feeling of being so damn excited for something. The feeling of wanting something so damn bad that you would do irrational things to get it. In that moment you don’t want to hear anything negative about your decision. You just want IT. At the time it was the only thing I could afford so in my mind it was either the Chevy Spark or never drive a car again in my whole life.

Back to the dealership, the sales guy asked if I wanted to test drive it, and for that 90 second circle in the parking lot (I didn’t even take my time I just wanted to get back and sign the paperwork) I fell in love what felt like for the first time. I didn’t even fall in love with the car I fell in love with the feeling of driving hopefully my neat future car.

This is a Chevy Spark LS. I’m talkin manual windows, no power locking, no center console, cheap speakers, feel ever pebble on the road, get blown off the highway when a gust of wind or even ANY car passes by. I’m talkin a car that teaches you what claustrophobia is. A car that feels like you’re sitting inside one of those electric cars for toddlers. You get the point this was a bare skeleton with a piece of plastic around it. But I loved it.

I had pretty good credit at the time so I was able to finance my first big purchase. 7.9 APR at 178 a month. At the time thats literally all I could afford. Ya know with insurance being so stupidly expensive if you’re young. So after a long day of paperwork and the sales guy telling us he literally can’t even drop a penny off the price I drove my baby home.

Fast forward to January 1st 2020 around 5pm: “DAD I NEED YOU TO COME TO ME I JUST SLAMMED INTO A PARKED CAR GOING 60”

Okay okay I know you’re excited to hear what happens next but let me back up a little.

For my job I spend A LOT of time on the road and in my car. 200+ miles/6+ hours a day is not uncommon. I’m about 5’7 and 150 pounds so I’m not the biggest guy. I’m a nice guy, but the Chevy Spark taught me what it feels like to be uncomfortable. It taught me what anxiety is. It taught me that you can have road rage at yourself.

A little insight on my job; Im an in home sales man for home improvment. The owner of the company I work for (he took a liking to me because he is also Russian) knew I was planning on getting a car. He told me when I get a car he will train me in becoming a sales rep. Promoting me from my position as a telemarketer. So knowing this made me that much more in a rush to buy a car. We drive to appointments everyday, and sometimes just sit in the car to wait/chill in between appointments. So basically 2/3 of the work day is spent in the car, and the work days can sometimes be 9am to 11pm.

Me being naive and irrational did NOT think about these things when purchasing a car. I did NOT realize how important comfort is when sitting in the car all day. Sure the first 6 months I was so excited about having a car that I did not think about these things, but things quickly changed.

I started to get really angry and started to despise working. I would wake up KNOWING I’m about to be very uncomfortable and annoyed inside of my car.

Every detail about the car is horrible. My left elbow rested on what felt like rough old cement, and the rigid surface would leave marks on my arm. My right arm would always be itchy from the cheap cloth armrest. My left leg literally had no where to go. THE WORST PART ABOUT THE CAR THOUGH, my left knee would literally almost ALWAYS be touching the manual window roller handle. Half the time the handle was either directly on top of my knee or directly in front of my knee. I had nightmares about crashing the car only because I knew when I did that handle would be the end of my knee.

There was no storage compartments in the car. I had no where to put my phone, my change, my wallet, anything else comfortably. Because it’s a tiny hatchback my back seats would ALWAYS have to be pushed forward to fit all of my work stuff (giant bags). MEANING I could not push/lean my seat back enough. It was the equivalence to those people in the asian countries that live in the tiny apartments that look lime walk in closets.

Now I’m a music guy so listening to music is a must. Not even a year and my speakers started to blow... The speakers sounded like an old nokia phone in the first place. Or a better description would be when your earphones break so you have to pull out the old trusty $9 backup earphones from ross. Constantly I would think about installing better speakers but just never got around to me

There are 2 lessons to be learned from this pointless post, but one of them is how important comfort is when picking a car to own. I will now NEVER sacrifice comfort in the future. Not just in a car, but in anything.

Okay now....January 1st 2020 at about 4:30pm on a very main road. My new years resolution was to stop smoking cigarettes so this was day one!

So around that time of year it can get slow for my job. So as a side hustle I started doing Uber Eats. Let me take a quick second to say CHEVY SPARK DOES NOT QUALIFY FOR RIDE SHARING BECAUSE IT DOES NOT HAVE 5 SEATBELTS. I was EXTREMELY mad when I found that out AFTER I bought the car.

Since the car is so uncomfortably small it took many many attempts to find a phone mount/holder that was just okay. I finally found one that required my phone to be right in the middle. Keep in my mind this is my first day using it. Also keep in mind I am Russian and it was just new years. RIP to my liver the night before.

Here I am driving 60 on a very main road. My phone is right in the middle and I’m looking at it trying to figure out where I’m supposed to deliver this burger to. Uber eats; pick up food from restaurant and deliver to customer As I’m looking at my phone in the middle, while singing along to my music, most likely thinking about life, 100% hoping my headache would go away, wondering what my girlfriend is doing, admiring how warm my new north face jacket that I just bought is. Basically doing everything but paying attention to the road (And I’m sorry my grammar is getting worse as this post is going its 3am and I stopped caring as much LOL). I’ve been driving for a year and a half now I’m so confident in my self I can drive with my eyes closed using my feet.

Anyway, BAM I look up and my car is basically inside of an Audi SUV. “FUCK!!!!!!” “Fuck fuck fuck fuck” close my eyes cause its a dream open them cause I’m waking up after a nightmare “FUCK”

This is my first accident. I was going 60mph, at this point I’m completely speechless and very shocked. Every one always told me that car was a death wish but after about 5 seconds of stating in front of me I immediately climb over the airbags and exit the smoking, pulverized hunk of plastic.

I slammed into a parked car on the right side of the road. Really horrible too, thank you seatbelt. I don’t even know what to do in this situation so I’m dumbfounded. Witnesses are asking if I’m okay I was so all I could say was “yeah I’m okay”

I called my dad, and after what seemed like a minute he shows up. The owners of the parked car came out of the restaurant all normal accident stuff. I had a sprained finger, bruises yada yada.

Now my insurance wanted nothing to do with is since I was doing uber. I filed a claim through uber’s insurance and they said I’ll be covered. Awesome, score, BUT I didn’t know what gap insurance was at the time. I failed to do my research which I always end up having to learn a lesson cause of sometimes heedless decisions.

I had 8 thousand left to pay off my car loan and 40k miles on the car. I for sure thought it was over. I was done, game over. Every one told me the insurance would pay me 5 MAYBE 6 thousand for the car leaving my to pay off the rest.

Now I’m not religious but by some kind of mystical higher power I was blessed. I pretty much hit the jackpot. My payout was $11,200...

I purchased the car for $10,001...

I got my loan payed off AND received about 2k.

Now if that doesn’t scream second chance I don’t know what does.

To wrap up this long long meaningless story I just want to say a few things.

If you read up to this point I applaud you. It wasn’t a hell of a ride to read this story. It wasn’t the script to the next big summer blockbuster. It was more like, a carnival ride for children ages 3-6.

But there are some important lessons and morals to be taken from this. 1. Fuck the Chevy Spark 2. Comfort in a vehicle is very important 3 Do your research and please get a car that you will love even 2 years down the line. Get something you like. If you cant afford it wait until you can if you can be patient 4 GAP INSURANCE 5 Don’t make hasty decisions like me

After lots of research I am getting ready to finance a 2020 Toyota Corolla SE next week, and I’m very excited!

We live and learn. We make mistakes and we learn from them. I know when it comes to stubborn minds like myself we won’t listen/pay attention to advise that much until we have to pay the consequences. I try to listen more and look things into a different perspective as I get older because the older you get past 18 the more bad decisions screw you over. The consequences weren’t as bad as a teenager but now wrong avoidable decisions can really change your life for the worse. Adulting isn’t easy but thats just the game we call life. Goodnight ya’ll I have to be up in about 4 hours to drive my rental 100 miles to go sell some windows.

OH AND MY LEFT KNEE DIDN’T GET HURT

Ps: Still haven’t smoked a cigarette

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its-the-real-rosie-fraiser · 6 years

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The Longbrooke Cinemas

It’s the beginning of my second semester of my freshman year in college, and I have no money. Between school costs and books, my bank account has dwindled down, disappearing into thin air. With snow gently falling outside and armed with a cup of tea, I sit at my desk and make my way through the few job opportunities in my general vicinity.

“Unpaid internship…unpaid internship.... unpaid internship…jeeze is anything paid?” I think to myself. “Ah ha babysitting!” I click on the link. Must have reliable source of transportation I read. Great. No car, no job. Time ticks by as I sort through. More unpaid internships and babysitting that I need a car for.

“This is HOPELESS!” I exclaim, clicking to the next page. First option; “Longbrooke Cinemas, janitorial position”. “Hmm… interesting” I murmur, and I click the link.

Longbrooke Cinemas – night janitor position. Hours: 11:00pm-3:00am, Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays. $12/ hour. Contact Ingrid Simmons for an application.

“11-3’s not bad…” I think. I google the theatre. 25,000 results.

“Longbrooke Cinemas opened in 1934 by Henry Johnson, is Addington’s oldest theatre. The theatre has been open every year, closing only for three months in 1942 during World War II. Despite the ever-changing economy, Longbrooke has kept their ticket prices at an affordable $5. To donate to Longbrooke Cinemas, please click here. We hope to see you soon, and enjoy the show!”

The oldest theatre in Addington. That could be interesting.

“Hey Lily” I call to my roommate “What do you think about this cleaning job at an old theatre?” Lily poked her head into our dorm,

“It sounds ok. What’re the hours?

“It’s 11pm to 3am Monday, Tuesdays and Thursdays. $12 an hour”

“I’d take it” advises Lily “What could go wrong?”

Nodding in agreement, I compose an email to Ingrid Simmons:

“Dear Mrs. Simmons” I type, “I have seen the advertisement for a janitor at Longbrooke Cinemas. I am interested in this job position, and I am looking to fill out an application. Thank you and have a nice day. Bethany Fry.” Send. I sit back and sip my tea. Ugh. I don’t want to look at more jobs. Alas…

“Unpaid internship…unpaid internship….”

Ding! A notification pops up on my laptop. Ingrid Simmons; Longbrooke Cinemas Application

“Wow that was quick”, I think to myself.

“Dear Ms. Fry,

We would love for you to come in to be interviewed. Would you be able to come by in half and hour?

Ingrid Simmons, Longbrooke Cinemas Employee Manager”

“LILY” I yell. “SHE SAID TO BE THERE IN HALF AN HOUR FOR AN INTERVIEW.”

“WELL GET GOING THEN.” Lily calls back.

I throw on my coat, shove on my boots and head out the door.

“Don’t forget your phone!” Lily calls after me.

“THANKS” I yell and run out the door.

The walk to the movie theatre is very short. It was a building that I walked by hundreds of times but never really looked at. It was built of brick, with a large sign that read “Longbrooke Cinema”. It was a week of classics, with a line up including Some Like It Hot, A Streetcar Names Desire, and Gone With the Wind.

“Maybe I’ll get discounted tickets if I get the job” I think. Discounted anything is good. I walk to the front entrance and try the door. Locked. I peer through the glass and knock.

“Hello?” I call through the door. Nothing. “That’s weird” I think. I walk around the side of the building and spot another door. “Worth a shot” I think and start towards the door. My boots crunch loudly in the gravel as I stop and try the knob. It opens easily and I slowly walk inside.

“Hello?” I call, with no response. I walk into the lobby and look around. One side of the lobby are the ticket booths, and the other is a wall full of picture frames. I make my way over and look at the photos. Some are snapshots of celebrities who visited the theatre, but most are of one man. One is captioned “Henry and his boys, 1966”

“Do you like the pictures?” a voice says. I jump at the sudden noise and spin around “I just reframed them.” Behind me is a short middle-aged woman wearing a purple cardigan and brown plaid pants. She had thin gold rimmed glasses and wore her grey hair tied back.

“You must be Ms. Fry. I am Mrs. Simmons. Call me Ingrid.” The woman, Ingrid, held out her hand.

“Hi Mrs. Simm.. Ingrid.” I said as I shook her hand.

“Would you like to follow me?” Ingrid turned and led me to an office behind the ticket booths.

“Take a seat” Ingrid gestured to a chair in front of her desk and I sat down.

“Now tell me” Ingrid began as she took out a manila folder, “Why should I hire you?”

“I have cleaning experience” I said. Cleaning my dorm…. “I’m responsible, I can keep the hours. I go to school at Addington University, so I’m close by.”

Ingrid wrote in the file. She paused, looked up at me, and then wrote some more.

“All set!” Ingrid closed the file and folded her hands over her knees.

“I’m hired?” I exclaimed incredulously.

“Starting tomorrow” Ingrid said.

“Great!” I said, surprised it was over. Ingrid smiled, took a set of keys out of her desk and handed them to me. “Here you are. I’ll show you around” Ingrid stood up and I followed her out of her office, listening carefully as she showed me around. There were around one hundred seats with one projection room, two bathrooms, bar and concession stands, one staff room, the ticket booths, and Ingrid’s and the manager Mr. Ben Johnson’s offices. Mr. Johnson was a descendant of Henry Johnson. All in all, not too bad.

I got back to my dorm an hour later.

“Lil, I’m back”

“How’d it go?” Lily asked.

“I got the job!” I exclaimed. “I start tomorrow, 11pm sharp!”

“Good for you!” Lily gave me a hug. And it was good. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about the theatre. “Oh well” I thought to myself. “It’s not like it’s a dangerous job.”

10:35pm on Monday night.

“LILY” I call into the bathroom, “I’M HEADING OUT”

“HAVE FUN!” Lily calls as I leave. I didn’t realize I was nervous until I was almost at the theatre door. The last film, Casablanca, was just getting out. I walked to the side door and let myself in. Ingrid was locking up the cash register from the ticket booth in the manager’s office.

“Oh hello Ms. Fry. I’ll just be a minute.” Ingrid smiled and shut the office door. “Goodnight!” She put on her coat and left. The theatre was quiet, only the lobby lights on.

“Here we go” I mutter to myself as I make my way to the cleaning closet. Four hours to go. I start at the front of the theatre and make my way through the concession stands and to the bathrooms. I’ve just finished the men’s room when I hear a door opening towards the screen room.

“Oh hell no” I mutter. “I’m too young to die.” I grab a broom from my cart and cautiously step into the lobby.

“Hello?” I call into the darkness. “Anybody there?” No answer. I quietly creep towards the projection room and slowly turn the knob.

“Ok deep breath.” I think to myself, and quickly swing open the door.

“AH HA!” I yell as I burst through the door. The room is empty and silent, except for the hum of the computer fans in the corner. Suddenly I hear the sound of glass breaking towards the front of the theatre.

“Mr. Johnson’s office!” I exclaim as I run out of the projection room. I had left it unlocked to clean it. All the money from the days ticket sales were kept in his office, as well as all the paperwork for the building and other employees. I rush into the room to find the drawers on his desk thrown open and papers strewn across the floor. I run to the side door out into the street. There was no one to be seen. I walk back inside and assess the damage.

“This is not good” I whisper as I survey the wreck before me. I look around the room and spot the cash box in the corner right where Ingrid left it.

“That’s weird” I murmur. “What did they take?” I start to pick up the papers and try to put them back in their right order. As I clean up, I see a small piece of paper caught under a filing cabinet near the back of the office. I bend down to pick it up, and realize that it’s actually a picture folded up.

“Why is this down here” I wonder as I look at the photo. It is very old, the edges worn and yellowed with time. There are wrinkles in the picture, worn from being folded for many years. The black and white photo is of a young man and woman standing in front of Stonehenge. The woman was short and had a bright smile, looking directly into the lens, her dark bob almost hidden beneath a wool hat. One hand was tucked deep in the pockets of her wool coat, the other arm linked with the tall man standing beside her. Also wearing a wool coat, the man’s curly blond hair was held down by a pale flat cap, almost obscuring his face as he looked down at the woman beside him, a slight smile playing on his lips and lighting up his eyes. I flipped the photo over to check for a date; “Charles Archer and Margaret Johnson, Stonehenge, February 18, 1961”

“Johnson….” I think to myself. “I wonder if she’s related to Mr. Johnson.” I fold the picture back up, tuck it into my jeans pocket, and finish cleaning up Mr. Johnson’s office.

“I need to go to bed” I say to myself, and lock the door. My watch reads 2:47. Finished with the bathroom, I shove the cleaning equipment back into the closet. As I head out the door, I glance up at the framed pictures lining the wall. Curious, I pull the photo out of my pocket and hold it up to one that shows Henry Johnson. The woman in the photo bears a striking resemblance to Johnson, right down to the shape of her nose.

“It must be a coincidence” I tell myself and I put the photo back into my pocket and head out the door, making sure it is securely locked behind me.

When I finally get home, I lay in my bed wide awake.

“Of course I can’t sleep” I mutter angrily to myself. I can’t stop thinking about the woman, Margaret Johnson, in the picture.

“For goodness sakes” I exclaim. I sit up in bed and grab my laptop from my desk.

“I might as well find out.” I take out the picture from my jeans pocket and search for the names written on the back on my computer.

Charles Archer, 2,500,000 results.

“No way” I think to myself. Margaret Johnson, 2,760,000 results.

“Ugh this is impossible” I think. Margaret Johnson Henry Johnson Longbrooke Cinemas, 700 results. I click the first link. “JOHNSON’S DAUGHTER DEAD IN HOUSE FIRE” read the title. “Earlier this week a fire broke out on Wayland Street at the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Archer. The police estimate that the fire started at 10pm Tuesday night. Mrs. Archer and her young daughter were asleep in the house. Police rescued the child, but were unable to save Mrs. Archer. Mrs. Archer, formerly Ms. Johnson, was Henry’s Johnson’s daughter. Mr. Archer was at work when he was notified. Suspected to be caused by a gas leak, police are conducting a further investigation of the blaze. Mrs. Archer will be buried this Saturday at the St. Bernadette’s Cemetery in Southwalk.

“Oh my god.” I can’t believe what I just read. Titles of following articles paint a clear picture of what happened following the fire. “Tensions rise at the Longbrooke Cinemas as Charles Archer and daughter leave Addington amidst accusations surrounding house fire” “Henry Johnson, owner of Longbrooke Cinemas, dies during lawsuit against Charles Archer, widower of Henry’s deceased daughter, Margaret Archer.”

“They thought he set the fire.” I murmured. If the Margaret Johnson in the picture and the news were the same, the person who tried to rob the theatre that night and dropped the picture must be related to the Johnson family, possibly directly related to Margaret Johnson. I slowly got back into bed, trying to wrap my head around what I had just learned. As my eyes closed, I only thought of what could have happened to Margaret Archer’s daughter.

The next night I walked back to the theatre for my 11:00 shift. I was nervous, but had a plan.

“Hi Ingrid!” I cheerfully greeted her.

“Hello Ms. Fry.” Ingrid greeted me. “I noticed some papers were out of place this morning in Mr. Johnson’s office.” Oh right. The papers.

“Oh, the papers.” I forced a laugh, hoping she wouldn’t notice any guilt I let slip onto my face. “I knocked them over last night when I was vacuuming. I hope it’s not too much of a problem!”

“No problem at all dear.” Mrs. Simmons replied. “Just be careful! Goodnight!”

Ingrid grabbed her purse and left. This shift I was alone, but I had a plan. I quickly rushed through my cleaning and put away all the supplies. I turned off all the lights and crept into the projection room and left the door open just enough so I could see through, leaving a perfect line of sight into Mr. Johnson’s office. I inched down to the floor and held my broom tightly in my hand. Then I waited.

“Why am I doing this” I thought to myself. But I knew why. I wanted to see if the intruder was Margaret’s daughter. I had to find out why they were trying to rob the theatre, and what they had been looking for. I just hoped they would return. I waited a long time, when suddenly I heard the side door slowly creak open. Footsteps padded across the carpet and to Mr. Johnson’s door. I peered across the lobby and at the intruder, who was opening the door with a lock pick. Glancing around, they slipped inside.

“Here we go” I thought to myself as I readjusted my grip on the broom and crept towards the now open office door. Reaching the entrance, I took a deep breath and barged into the room, brandishing the broom above my head.

“STOP” I yelled at the masked intruder. They froze and turned around.

“PUT DOWN THE BOX AND TAKE OFF THE MASK!” I yelled. The person sighed and set the box down, pulling off their mask. I gasped. The woman before me looked identical to Margaret Archer, the woman in the photo.

“Who are you?” I questioned, still holding onto the broom tightly.

“I’m Elizabeth Archer,” the woman said. “And you are?”

I slowly lowered the broom in disbelief. “I’m Beth. Night janitor.” My heart raced as questions flooded my head. “Was your mother Margaret Johnson?” I asked, cautious of how she would react.

“Yes” Elizabeth said questioningly. “How do you know my mother?” I silently pulled the photo out of my pocket and held it out.

“Why’re you trying to steal from your own family?” I asked. Elizabeth took the photo out of my hand and looked at it.

“My mother died when I was very young,” she explained, not knowing I already knew. “My father raised me alone because no Johnson would help.” Her brow furrowed, as her voice turned bitter. “My mother’s family always blamed my father for her death, even though the fire that killed her was an accident. They disowned my father and wrote my mother out of the will, taking away any money she would have left us.” Elizabeth sat down. “Now my father is dead, and there’s nobody to stop me from taking back what is rightfully mine.” Elizabeth looked up at me. “Do you believe me?” she asked.

I slid to the floor, trying to take in what she had said. I knew that I believed her, but I just didn’t know what to do.

“I believe you” I said carefully, “But what are you trying to steal… I mean... take back?”

Elizabeth leaned forward and turned the black box she had placed on the desk towards me. Wordlessly, she opened the latch. Inside were several necklaces, earrings and rings, as well as stacks of money.

“Wow” I breathed, looking down at the money in the case. “That’s a lot of money.”

“Five hundred thousand. And that’s not even a quarter of the Johnson fortune.” Elizabeth explained. “Henry Johnson didn’t just have a theatre. He invested in the war, raking up millions in the arms industry. The theatre is simply a front to his business investments.”

“So, this money…” I started,

“Would have gone to my family.” Elizabeth finished. “Look, the box even has her name on it”. She turned the box, pointing to the name Margaret Johnson emblazoned on the side.

“Please” Elizabeth closed the box. “Let me leave. That’s all I ask, after everything Henry Johnson did to my family.” I looked at Elizabeth. I trusted her.

“Give me three thousand.” I said “I’ll have to quit this job anyway. I can’t lie to Ingrid for long.” Elizabeth looked surprised.

“Really? That’s it?” she exclaimed

“Fine” I said. “Give me ten”

“Deal” Elizabeth smiled at counted it out, handing me the bills.

“I won’t say a word.” I promised. “I need the money and I’m anti-war.” Elizabeth smiled.

“Well I hope school goes well for you” she said, pulled her mask back over her head and left.

“Bye Elizabeth” I called, turning to find the picture of Henry Johnson that hung in the office leaning against the wall, revealing a hidden safe.

“Man” I though, “This has been a weird job.” I cleaned up the office and locked up. I walked home in the quite streets, hyperaware of the ten thousand dollars I had in my pocket. When I got back to my dorm, I hung up my coat and sat down at my desk.

“Dear Mrs. Simmons,” I typed. “I’m sorry to say that I will no longer be able to work at Longbrooke Cinemas. There have been some scheduling conflicts. I hope you find another janitor! Have a nice day.

Bethany Fry”

Send.

-Rosie Fraiser

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Goodnight, Boss.

So, it looks like I've never mentioned it, but I'm a Cat lover. Although I'm not so sure about where it came from, maybe it came from my sister, whatsoever. I always have this compassions for stray dogs and cats on the road. I feel very emotion towards these living creatures. I rather hit human, if I were to crash my car. Human, they are pretending that they own this world. Human builds every road, constructs every bricks and tries to control each others and other lives as well. But those dogs and cats on the street, they are just trying to live their lives, to survive through this HUMAN WORLD that doesn't even give them a space of their own. People abandon them like they are just one piece of plastic bag, hit 'em with a car and let 'em rot on the road, alone, no grave, no one cries for them. Eff you human. Okie, still, I'm also a human. I honestly can not say that I'm better than any others, but I made a promise to myself that I'll help the injured cat if I ever found any of them on the street. But when I found one, I did not. Unlike my kind sister...*twisted*

There are a lot of cats in my village. Well, I think it started with our family raising one of our own in the house then comes the others later. Many comes injured, pregnant and hungry. Some are full, survive, live well, but some ended up sadly like Boss.

Boss, is a gangsta male cat whom never been taken care of properly, but we feed him everyday still not so sure if that’s counted as ‘taken care of’. I've always seen him with his lovers, a black pregnant female cat lol. Oh yes, Boss, he was the Don Huan of this area. Nobody goes up against his toughness. And when you look at him, he does look like a gangster leader, because of the brown mark on his face. It looks like a scar haha. That's why sometimes we call him 'The scar face'... Oh yeah, come to think about it. We didn't name him before. We just call him whatever we wanted to. Mom didn't want us to feel too attached with him. We have enough cats to take care of and it keeps mom very busy and being worried sick. Even though Mom did forbid us from feeding him, we, including mom, fed him anyway. I never saw him fought with anyone. Mostly, I heard it from Mom. So, the only connection between me and Boss was just, me seeing him eating in the house and then running off right away after he finished or whenever I go near...

He was still fine last week. As I remember sister pointed to the front house, telling me to watch Boss eating inside, and I mumbled to her "He always come to eat in the house". But on Sunday, normal Sunday when I was having dinner, celebrating for Pete's birthday, Sis took him to hospital. According to an ass hole old-hack, who lives opposite to our house, who walked to my sister, as I said before her love for cat is enormous and anyone can see her kind heart for them, and said "Boss looks sick. Maybe he was poisoned." And then when my sister started to be worried and tried to catch the fierce mafia cat of the village alone by herself. He just walked back inside his house. Like a bitch. So, my sister had to ask for a help from motorcycle driver and the security guards to help catching Boss. I will never mention about this old man again, disgusting.

I didn't want to say it, but this is a very very very sad sad story to tell.

Boss was twitching a little bit before sis took him to one famous hospital, Kasetsart University Animals Hospital. It was 9pm, the emergency room was full with almost 40 injured pets. Veterinarians are limited and they were very busy. Boss must be very scared. He was as fierce as he used to be. No one dare to touch him so the doctor tried to knock him out with a couple dose of Anesthesia. He seems calm at first, until 2-3am, Boss started to twitch very hard in the bucket for an hour or two, without knowing the reason why. Sister was there alone, she must be very panic. She send me a message, "Boss is twitching non-stop. He probably won't survive." But the miracle always happen to those with a willing heart. Boss stop twitching and got sedated finally in the morning and he was unconscious ever since.

I got a call from sis, after being on watch for more than 10 hours, asking for help to watch over Boss at the hospital while she came back to pack stuffs for her summer holiday at the beach on the next day. Because hospital cages were full, we couldn't leave him at hospital, in fact, we couldn’t leave him at all. I knew I couldn't say no. When I got to the hospital, it's another world. The small room was packed with sick dogs and cats, most of them were bandaged and surrounded by saline bag. The owners all look so tired and worried. The atmosphere can make you feel down for a minute... my sister was there alone all night. “Will I ever be able to do the same?” I doubt ed myself.

In my watch, Boss was just sleeping on the table, slowly slightly breathing. Poor thing. I was confused of what I should do, or whom I should ask for help or medication, or how long he has to stay like that, or when will the doctor comes to check on him... if the doctor ever gonna come at all? Me and sis, we both knew nothing and doctor kept busy all the time. But after reaching the 18th hour, we decided we have to move him to somewhere else, somewhere that there’s somebody watching over him all the time. So we told the doctor, asked for the last check and the transcription to make Boss transferring to other hospitals. It was not that easy. Boss's temperature had gone down. He's cold... Doctor brought out the machine that could warm him up. It took more hours to stay there. We didn't know if he would get any warmer again, but we waited anyway. Gotta admit it, his willing heart was very strong. Finally his warm heart got warm up, so we could take him to the better place. The last place that he had to be.

At the new hospital... me and sister, we were so relieved. Although it was expensive hospital and not a single doctor could tell us about his condition. Nobody knew if he could be cured. But at least, we got him to be in the doctor's hand 24 hours. The next day, sis went for the beach and I promised to take care of him after work.

I wish I had gone sooner...

During the day, I called to check on him. Doctor said he wasn't in a good shape, but he’s still feeling pain and that means he's still fighting it, I guess. I tried to live my day normally, until sis called and we talked about what we're gonna do next. Honestly, some thoughts are about money, his symptom requires medicine to stop the pain, the twitching, without medicine he would be so much more painful...

How long should we let him suffer like this? How much more can we spend on him? How could we help him? continue with this state? or let him have a good long sleep for once?

These thoughts got me down for the rest of the day. I couldn't think of any answers for these questions no matter how much I tried... Until... 10.55 pm, I got to the hospital, didn't know that the hospital allows visiting only till 11pm. But... I didn't need more than 5 minutes... when I got there Boss looked so painful it hurts. The tears were falling like crazy. I kept calling his name 'Boss', telling him to hang on, "I'll help you. I won't let you be in pain for long. Hang on Boss. You're doing so great. You're okay now. Fighting, keep fighting." It's fucking hurt. And was nothing to do with physical pain, The whole thing fucked up my heart. I couldn't think straight. I knew all I wanted was, for him, to feel no pain. Eventually, I had all the answers.

How long? As long as he fights for it of course. Money? I can find money. I can ask for some donations, I can. How I can help? I can help him fight as long as he wants, that's it.

Although, it took me an hour before coming up with these answers, I knew it would be worth it. I decided to come with a plan, I’d go back again on the next afternoon to talk to another doctor and take some photos post it on animal shelter facebook pages asking for donations. So, after I was able to calm my self with a plan, I went back home with swollen eyes and tired heart. I was down and damaged. I fell asleep right away, forgot to charge my cell. That's why I missed the news. Was it bad news or good news? I’m still debating that in my mind.

If you’d ever experienced the same situations like this, when the doubt consumes your heart and mind. Whether we have done right or wrong.. Did we bring him to die? Did he better be by himself? There are no right answers to these questions existing in this world. Yes, we might be the one that brought him to his dead sooner than it should. We might make him more suffered than he should be. We might should have leave him alone and let him heal himself or maybe die somewhere he wanted to. But one thing for certain, we've done everything in order to make Boss still alive... with a good intention.

Boss passed away around 2.30am. Not so long after I left the hospital that night.

Maybe he was just waiting for me to tell him it's okay to go. Maybe he was just waiting for someone to say goodbye.

Well, guess I‘d never know.

Boss, I hope you feel not the pain, but the love sister gave you, all the wishes for you to live. You're the strongest cat I've ever known. You've done great. I will forever remember you, Boss. Even though we never played together, but one day I'll go play you with there. I love you. You’re da Boss.

Hope it is heaven, here with us and there with God. Goodnight Boss.

#cat

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i-like-your-genitalia · 6 years

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You know what I’m gonna ask... All the questions?

Well here you go! My fave anon! I think I answered them all???? 1: Let’s start with a tricky one; what is the real reason you are confused right now?Why do Mondays always feel weird? Is it because we’ve been conditioned to not like them?2: Do you ever get “good morning” texts from anyone?Sometimes, mostly it’s my mum 3: If your significant other smoked pot, would you care?Not really! But I highly doubt they would. I’d be the one more likely to do it4: Do you find it easy to trust others?Yeah tbh5: What were you doing at 11PM last night?Playing animal crossing 6: You’re drunk and lost walking down the road; who is with you?I’m either by myself or with my best friend 7: What would you do if you found out you had been cheated on?It depends entirely on the circumstances. But I would probably cry, a lot. 8: Are you close with your dad?It’s on and off! I love him but I don’t talk to him the same way I talk to my mum 9: I bet you kissed someone last night, right?Yeah, all my teddy bears. Can’t have anyone feeling left out 10: What are you listening to?The radio, I think it’s 80’s theme atm11: You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life - what is it? Orange Juice 12. Do you like hickeys?Yeah, though they can sometimes be a bit trashy 13: What time do you go to bed?Anywhere between 7pm and 3am 14: Is there someone who continuously lets you down?Myself honestly 15: Can you text as quickly with one hand as you do both? Almost, I make more mistakes typing with one hand!16: Do you always answer your texts?I’m the worst, I am really bad at replying 17: Do you hate the person you fell the hardest for?No, but I do wish he’d grow up.18: When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends?I had a five hour video call with her at the weekend!19: Is there someone that makes you happy every time you see them?My girlfriend, and my best friend 20: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?I really need to bring my washing bin back upstairs 21: Is anyone else in the room with you?Nope I’m at work and it’s super super quiet 22: Do you believe what goes around comes around?For sure! 23: Were you happier four months ago than you are now? I seriously can’t remember but probably about the same 24: Is there someone you wish you could fix things with?Yeah a few people, but I don’t know if it would be worth fixing 25: In the past week, have you cried?Yeah, I was watching Blind Side! Such a good film 26: What colour is the shirt you are wearing?White! 27: Do people ever call you by your last name? I don’t think I’ve ever been called by my last name 28: Is anyone ignoring you right now?I mean probably! 29: Do you have a best friend?Hell yeah! 30: Would it be hard seeing someone else kiss the last person you kissed?I wouldn’t be sad or angry but I probably wouldn’t be like over the moon! I just wouldn’t care that much 31: Who was your last call from?My mum or my sister 32: Are you mad at anyone?Not seriously mad33: Have you ever kissed someone older than you?Yeah34: How old will the last person you kissed be on his/her next birthday?I’m not actually sure 35: How many more days until your birthday?Too many!!! Like 200 something I think 36: Do you have any summer plans yet? Summer is so far away! And probably work!37: Do you have any good friends of the opposite sex?Not at the moment 38: Are you keeping anything from your best friend(s) now?No?????39: Do you have a secret that you’ve never told anyone?Yeah probably 40: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?Nah, not really! I don’t really have many bad experiences 41: Do you think age matters in relationships?It depends on what age? Do I think a couple who are older are more likely to stay together when things get rough? Sure? But also I know 16 year olds more mature than 30 year olds. It all depends of the people involved and the circumstances.42: Are you available?I’m in a serious relationship however we’ve classified it as open for to being long distance. So not actively looking but also not opposed 43: How many people have you had real, strong feelings for since high school ended?2 people 44: If you had to get a piercing (not ears), what would you get?A nipple piercing but I’m a wimp so that’s never going to happen. Or a nose stud!45: Do you believe exes can be friends?Yeah, I do! But again it all depends of circumstances! 46: Do you regret anything?Leaving New Zealand but also, it has its upsides 47: Honestly, what’s on your mind right now?When can I go home and can it stop being so cold48: Did you ever lose a best friend?Yeah definitely! It was rough.49: Was your last kiss a mistake?Nah50: Why aren’t you pursuing the person you like?I already have them, technically 51: Has the last person you kissed ever seen you cry?I don’t think so 52: Do you still talk with the person you LAST kissed?I follow them on social media 53: What was the last thing you ate?A turkey and salad sandwich! It was actually good! 54: Did you get any compliments today?Yeah! I love compliments! And old people who come into work are always so lovely 55: Where are you going on your next vacation?The UK and then Barcelona hopefully!!!!56: Do you own anything from other countries?I have a basket made in Africa, and like half the stuff I have was made in China 57: Are most of your friend guys or girls?Girls 58: Where have you lived most of your life?New Zealand 59: When was the last time you took a long drive?Back in New Zealand, when I could legally drive 60: Have you ever played Spin the Bottle?Yeah, still a solid drinking game 61: Have you ever TPd someone’s house?No!62: Who do you text the most?My sister, my best friend and my girlfriend 63: What was the last movie you saw?Beauty and the Beat or I, Robot 64: What’s preventing your current boyfriend/girlfriend from going back to their ex?They absolutely hate them, and he is trash so🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️65: How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have in 2010? None, I am not slick in the slightest 66: Is the last person you kissed younger than you?They were older? 67: Do you curse around your parents?No, I would get a whooping 68: Are you happy with where you live?Not ideal but also could be worse 69: Do you collect anything?No, it would be cool tho! 70: What’s your favourite colour?Green!71: Does the last song you listened to remind you of anyone?Shrek 72: Has anyone ever cheated on you?Not that I know of73: What are your plans for tomorrow?Chill/workout in the morning then work!74: Do you have siblings over the age of twenty-one? No, I have only got one sibling and she’s the baby 75: Does your last ex have a job?Yeah, he does! 76: What would you do if you found out your most recent ex was in a relationship?He is, and they are actually so cute 👌🏽👌🏽77: Where is your cellphone?In my hands78: What colour is your cellphone?Gold79: What did you dream of last night?I can’t remember 80: Are you atheist?No!81: Will you change your name when you get married?I’m not sure, only if it sounds cool82: Are you ready for autumn weather?I’m ready for summer weather. Please and thank you 83: Have you had any big storms recently?Yeah like two days ago! Lots of rain and it was really cold84: What kind of bottoms are you wearing?Tights and a skirt! But I wish I was in my sweat pants! I’m absolutely freezing!

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xiaobanh · 7 years

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too many tags lol

so i got tagged by ppl for tag games 50 years ago so i figured i’d just do them all at once LOL thanks to those who tagged me! i tag anyone who wants to do this :D

tagged by: @the-exocist , @fuckingminseok , @chabakan

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know better Nickname: tiff Starsign: sagittarius Height: 5′3 Time right now: 6:07pm Last thing I googled: ready for it taylor swift review (wasn’t sure if i liked it or not LOL) Favorite music artist: IU, exo, beyonce Song stuck in my head: crawl out of love - illenium Last movie I watched: inglorious basterds (so good omg) What are you wearing right now: gray tank top and shorts When did you create this blog: uhmmm august of 2012??? What kind of stuff do you post: well now it’s a lot of photography and aesthetic stuff LOL Do you have any other blogs: i do, but they’re both inactive and i’m planning on deleting one Do you get asks regularly: nah, i’ll get one every now and then (whenever @174cents sends me an ask lol) Why did you choose your URL: in a roommate episode with pcy, he was keeping score for a game and he drew them in a really cute way so everyone called him chancasso Gender: Female Hogwarts House: ravenpuff :D Favorite Color: i love pink Average hours of sleep: around 7 hours?? Lucky number: 9 Favorite character: hermione granger! How many blankets do you sleep with: 2, one covers the bed and the other covers me :D Dream job: biology teacher Following: 111

Posts: 1131 (used to be like 30,000 something but i cleared out a LOT)

Dream Trip: a stop in all the countries around the world, done in one year

Favourite celebrity: uhmmm chris pratt, john krasinski, emilia clark, zendaya

Favourite book: Dairy of a wimpy kid (I can relate so much to it,lol)

This or That Tag

1. Disney or Studio Ghibli? Studio Ghibli all the way 2. A book or a movie? both! 3. Comedies or scary movies? comedies pls scary movies make me so paranoid 4. Emotional or logical? i’m logical sometimes but i’m also very very emotional lol 5. Pastel colors or dark colors? Pastels 6. Candles or incense? Candles 7. Summer or winter? winter, i’m over summer 8. Museum or aquarium? both tbh 9. Halloween or Christmas? christmas aLL THE WAY 10. Peppermint or spearmint? are they not the same.... 11. Cake or pie? Cake 12. Forests or fields? Forests 13. Morning shower or evening shower? mornings, but i dislike having to wake up 30 mins earlier :( 14. Massive mansion or cozy cottage? Cozy cottage 15. Dinosaur kid or space kid? SPACE

questions questions ^^

Tagged by: @influentyeol (thank u cynthia <333)

1. Let’s start with a tricky one; what is the real reason you are confused right now?

what

2. What were you doing at 11PM last night?

watching inglorious basterds with my best friend

3. How do you feel about 3AM?

3 am is very peaceful and quiet and if i’m awake i’m either watching a drama or studying for a test

4. I bet you kissed someone last night, right?

nOPE

5. You can drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life - what is it?

water (noice cynthia)

6. Do you like hickeys?

yes, but preferably in a place that can be easily covered by clothes (i don’t trust concealer bc it rubs off D:)

7. Is there someone who continuously lets you down?

right now, nope!

8. Do you always answer your texts?

i’m actually really bad at answering texts/message bc i’m rly busy during the day and i get tired when i’m at home, but i try my best to answer within 2-3 days

9. Last time you talked to one of your best friends?

on the phone, yesterday. over message, like 2 mins ago

10. Are you a silent or talkative person?

i’m fairly talkative, i like meeting new people, but if i’m in class or smth i won’t talk to ppl i don’t know unless i need to

11. Is anyone else in the room with you?

nope

12. Do you cry easily?

not really, i only cry when i’m watching a movie or a kdrama

13. What is your family like?

p cool, we’ve been through a lot but we’re okay now

14. What was your last text message?

i’ll see you friday then! (to the student i’m tutoring lol)

15. Most embarrassing moment?

so like i was at this party for labor day at my friend’s house and everyone was in the pool swimming and then someone was like ‘let’s have a race’ and i’m like hECK YES bc i used to be a competitive swimmer and swimming gets me excited but like i forgot i had on a bikini and that bikinis are definitely not ideal for competitive swimming and i was like all ready, and then when i push off the wall my boTTOMS ALMOST COME COMPLETELY OFF so like while i’m swimming across this tiny ass pool i’m like frantically trying to pull them up with each stroke and like not only did that happen, i also finished LAST and to this day i still don’t know if anyone saw my buttcrack while i was swimming

16. If you had to get a piercing (not ears), what would you get?

i was about to say one on my nose, but i don’t think i’m edgy enough to rock a nose piercing LMFAO

17. Honestly, what’s on your mind right now?

i’m so glad i’m done with summer classes

18. Where are you going on your next vacation?

no idea tbh i haven’t gone on a legit vacation in a while

19. Where have you lived most of your life?

socal

20. Do you curse around your parents?

uhmmm i haven’t said anything worse than ‘shit’ around them i think lol

21. Are you happy with where you live?

i guess so, like i’ve been at my house for like 3/4 years now and there are times where i still miss my old neighborhood bc the neighbors were so nice there, and like this neighborhood is so suburban and the ppl are all like fake nice, but we keep to ourselves and i like my room so i’m happy

22. Words you can’t spell half the time?

massachusetts and sagittarius LOL

23. What were you doing last night at 12 AM?

watching inglorious basterds with my best friend

24. Do you cook?

every now and then

25. Name four things that you wish you had!

money, my own apartment

26. Ever meet anyone you met on Tumblr?

yeah!

27. How is your hair?

the bottom half is messed up bc of bleach so i gotta get it cut and redone lol i rly wanna do a gray ombre

28. Think back to January 2007, were you single?

YES LMAO i was like 11 then omg

29. Are you nice to everyone?

i try to be!

30. How do you feel about sea aquariums?

I LVOE THEM

music shuffle thingy! i’m supposed to put my music on shuffle and post it

tagged by: @pcyoshie

1. if i get drunk today - suran

2. it’s you - super junior

3. no jam - kisum

4. congratulations - day6

5. i’ll pick you up - standing egg

6. good thing - NCT 127

7. drip, drip, drip - standing egg

8. i like that - sistar

9. wind beneath your wings - mc the max

10. second lover - standing egg ft. san e

i recommend all these songs tbh other than good thing, i like that, and no jam, they’re all p mellow and great for studying/relaxing ^^

All Tag Game

Tagged by: @the-19th-cloud (deactivated :( )

Rule: list your URL in song titles

C - complex - zion t ft. g-dragon

H - how do you think - cheeze

A - and july - heize ft. dean

N - no makeup - zion t

C - cover up - taeyeon

A - all for you - seo in guk & eunji

S - stay - blackpink

S - stop the rain - eric nam

O - oasis - crush ft. zico

If you receive this, post random things about yourself and then pass it on.

i’m currently a student teacher and i’m enjoying it so much :’)

i��m no longer in a relationship and i am happier now

i really like pretty/aesthetic things

i love my dog

her name is maisie

and i love her

Rules: 9 questions, 9 answers and 9 cute people (or as many as you want ☺️)

1. What was the last movie you saw?

inglorious basterds

2. What was the last song you listened to?

crawl outta love - illenium

3. What was the last show you watched?

the office

4. What was the last book you read?

game of thrones by george rr martin

5. What was the last thing you ate?

noodles with stir fried veggies and tofu

6. If you could be anywhere else right now, where would you be?

i’m happy where i’m at now LOL

7. If you won the lotto and millions of cash, what would be the first thing you buy?

pay off the house, finish paying for uni, and then save the rest LOL

8. What fictional character would you like to hang out with for a day?

jon snow bc you know.... ;)

9. What was the last fandom you joined?

rick and morty!

#text #personal

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