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nardo-headcanons · 6 months

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Hey, I loved your Naruto headcanon posts, which makes me crave for more. Any thoughts on Uzushio in future?

Hi darling, I'm so glad you enjoy my headcanons! It's kind words like these that motivate me to do more! So, Uzushiogakure. A tricky one, since there's basically nothing we know in canon, but I've tried to make it work. Also I'm in bed with the flu and a fever rn so please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Uzushiogakure Worldbuilding Headcanon

People and Culture

Since most if not all Uzushio citizens are Uzumakis, its residents are typically known for their temperament and fiery personalities. Their enthusiasm is almost infectious and they're very loyal and will stick by your side no matter what. Although its last leader was a man, its typically run by women. Women are treated with the same respect as men are, and tought the same sealing techniques. Twin birth rates are high and there have been cases of even triplets or quadruplets. The Uzumaki are sharers, they love to share their food, their ninja equipment, and also their knowledge. Seriously, they're great teachers. Their standards for teaching are high, but they 100% stand behind their students. The longevity of the Uzumaki comes with a downside, though. Due to the faster mitosis of their cells, the overall cancer rate is the highest in the shinobi world. Most of the Uzushio citizens weren't actually full fledged shinobi, and they were a peaceful nation. The Uzumaki also used their sealing techniques on food to enhance its shelf life.

Clothing and Cosmetics

The traditional attire of an Uzumaki consists of various kinds of hanfu and other gowns. However, compared to their real world counterpart, the Uzushio garments aren't gendered. When it comes to hair- and skincare, Uzushio citizens gladly use cosmetic products imported from the water realm, but when it comes to acne prevention, they use a special blend of clay to apply topically, although peroral application is also possible. According to Uzumaki aunties, it is a miracle cure for almost anything.

Nature

Flora The climate of Uzushiogakure is mild, characerized by hot, humid summers and cold, snowy winters and colorful falls. Most of the interior countryside is covered in bamboo forests. Bamboo was a sacred plant to the Uzumaki, as they saw it as a symbol of growth and regeneration. Another plant often seen in Uzushiogakure is the ginko tree. During the fall, its leaves are often ejoyed as a tea by the citizens. The coastlines are characterized by rocky beaches. Swimming in the sea however, is not a good idea, as there are whirlpools lurking close to the shore. Since the country is sprinkled by rivers, many citizens commute by boat.

Fauna

In the whirlpool realm, there are a lot of different animals. An animal unique to Uzushiogakure is the big and the red panda. Big pandas are seen as a symbol of good luck by the Uzumaki, while red pandas are seen a symbol of laughter and mischief. In the forests of the whirpool realm you can find foxes, wolves and wild tigers. Another mischievious friend of the Uzumaki is the red squirrel, and they're so beloved by them, it's not a rarity to see squirrels chilling on rooftops or even take the boat together with the Uzumaki.

Food

The national dish of Uzushiogakure is mapo tofu. Enjoyed with rice imported from Kirigakure, it is enjoyed by adults, elders and children. Generally, the Uzumaki have the second highest spice tolerance, coming after Sunagakure. Uzushiogakure is also a paradise when it comes to all things sauces and condiments. The most popular ones are keptjap manis, peri peri, hoisin and miso glaze. Street- and fast food was a big part of Uzumaki culture, as there many food stalls sprinkled throughout the village. Before it was destroyed, Kirigakure Kimchi was a very sought after imported food product.

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harrysgloves · 4 years

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Line Fine (Chapter 8)

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word count: 1.9k

story summary: Since you were kids you and Harry had always walked that fine line of friends or something more. Now, pregnant by someone else, you find yourself staying with your long time best friend after things go sour with your boyfriend of 3 years.

Singlemom!Reader x Harry Styles

chapter summary: You meet a new friend when Harry’s late to your appointment.

warnings: Language

a/n: Now that I got ‘In The Middle’ out of my head and published, it’s back to our regularly scheduled programming. Yes, I know I’m not funny...

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You sat nervously in the doctor's office waiting room. Yes, you had been here a million times before for gynecologist appointments but never for obstetrics. The whole place seemed different now that you sat on the other side of the waiting room.

Your hands ran down your pants as your feet bounced up and down on the floor. Harry should have been here already. Your hands fumbled around for the phone in your purse. Pulling it out to check your messages again. No new notifications. No new messages. Nothing.

You knew he hated doctors offices but he promised you that morning he'd be there before running out the door to meet Mitch for something he said was important for the upcoming album. Your appointment wasn't until the afternoon so you didn't think anything about it. Figuring he'd be back way before you had to leave. When he wasn't, he called to tell you he'd meet you there.

Now, here you were absolutely alone. Sitting in a cold waiting room waiting for your best friend because your baby daddy couldn't be bothered to answer his fucking phone for almost 3 weeks. Rings of children crying beside you made your anxiety spike. The pediatrician section of the waiting room directly beside the obstetric side.

You silently cursed the fucker who came up with this layout. Obviously they'd assume every pregnant person would be comfortable hearing and watching little kids run around. You weren't that person. No you were absolutely petrified.

"First kid?" The guy beside you asked as he bounced the baby he was holding on his lap. Your head snapping to him as your anxiety raged through your mind.

"’S that noticeable?" You asked, your legs tapping faster on the floor as you stared a hole in the wall opposite of you.

Your eyes moving back to him when he let out a laugh. Your eyes racking over him.

He was cute. His dark hair piled in soft curls on top of his head. Light eyes that only had a slight trace of dark circles underneath of them.

No ring on his hand.

You smiled easily, sitting back in your seat. If Harry was going to be late the least you could do was chat up this guy.

"I'm Matt and this," he said as he leaned down to his baby's level, "this is Roman."

You moved forward in your seat. Your eyes blinking a few times at the baby in front of you. You were going to have one of these in a few months. The realization sinking deep into your mind as you stared at the child in front of you.

His dad waving his hand back and forth as you said hi to him.

"He's adorable." You said as the little boy continued to coo and talk up a storm to no one in particular.

"He's only cute when he's not fighting sleep." Matt said with a smile, his hand running over the top of his child's hair.

"They do that?" You asked with a slight panic. You thought all babies loved to sleep.

God, you had no idea what children did.

"Sometimes, they're curious little things. Want to know about the big world around them. This one is extra nosey." He said as he booped Roman's nose. His little baby hands holding on tight to his dad's as he squealed loudly.

A smile across your face as you stared at the baby in front of you. Maybe they weren't so scary. This one was definitely cute.

"You here by yourself?" He questioned, shaking you out of your trance like stare on his kid.

"Oh," you paused, looking around again only to see Harry still hadn't arrived. "My friend was supposed to be here but…"

"Mhh." He hummed, "his mom was supposed to take him today for his shots. She bailed at the last minute. Guess I should have listened to that whole "don't have a baby with someone you don't know" bullshit."

You laughed, shaking your head. A smile creeping on your face as you licked your lips.

"Guess I should have listened to that too." You said back not missing the way his eyes lit up as he looked at you.

"Know this is a bit weird, hitting on you in a doctor's office."

"Oh? That's what you're doing?" You said with a cheeky smile as you looked at him.

You still got it. You thought to yourself.

"Must not be as good at this as I used to be."

"No, you're doing great." You reassured. "My appointment is in 5 minutes though so you might want to get to the part where you ask for my number."

He let out a small laugh nodding his head as he handed you his phone for you to put your number in. Your fingers worked quickly to put in your information when your name was called.

"I'll be calling, Y/N." He said as you stood up from your seat. A bit giddy you'd been hit on. That was always a good feeling.

"Look forward to it."

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Your legs hung over the paper lined table. Swinging them back and forth slightly as the very sweet nurse asked you a shit ton of questions.

"'M 'ere!"

The door to the room being thrown open. Harry standing there out of breath like he'd just ran a mile.

"This must be dad." The nurse said as she looked up from her clipboard.

"Oh no, this is, unfortunately, my best friend who was supposed to be here 15 minutes ago." You said with a hint of anger etched in your voice. Not even looking at him as he took a seat beside the table you were on.

"'M sorry. I lost track of time and-"

The nurse cut him off as she continued to ask you questions. Her voice ringing high in the room around you two as she tried to avoid a fight breaking out.

He shouldn't have said he'd come if he didn't want to be here.

You sighed as the nurse finally left the room. Your eyes on the ground as you reminded yourself to not be too hard on him. It wasn’t like he had to be here. This wasn't his baby.

"'M so sorry." Harry said as he stood up from the chair. His arms around you as you hugged him back.

"'S okay. Know you got stuff going on. You still made it." You said as you buried your head in his chest. His head resting on top of yours.

"'M still a dick." He said, making you laugh as you pulled back from him. Your eyes connected with his that were filled with regret.

"You hate doctor's offices and this isn't even your baby. It's really okay."

The door opened right as he was about to speak. Whatever words he was about to say quickly being shoved back in his mouth as he pulled away from you.

"Alright, Miss Y/L/N, let's start with the easy stuff. How have you been feeling?" The doctor asked as she shut the door behind her. Your eyes on Harry as she sat in the chair with wheels across from you.

"Uh, sick to my stomach a lot and really tired. Feels like I got a real bad flu some days." You nervously fiddled with the end of your shirt as you tried your best to not chew on your nails in front of the doctor.

"Real common for this time in your pregnancy. We can prescribe some pills for nausea."

She clicked away on her keyboard that sat in front of her, barely looking at you but you didn't mind. You were just trying to not have a full fledged panic attack in front of someone you didn't know.

Harry's hand reached up to hold yours from his seat when he noticed your nerves not settling. You smiled softly at him. Silently saying thank you.

"As for the tiredness that usually wears off around the second trimester and come back again in the third." She turned around to give you a soft smile as you nodded your head. Understanding the next few months were going to be hell on your body.

"You're 10 weeks, so we won't find out the gender this time but we can still get a look at the baby. Make sure everything's going okay. That sound good to you two?" She asked as she stood up from her chair.

"Yeah." You and Harry both mumbled out.

Your stomach churned as you laid back against the table. Your eyes followed the doctor as she pushed forward an ultrasound machine beside the bed. Her hands gestured for you to lift your shirt.

You were somewhere between nervous and excited to see the baby as the cool gel hit your stomach. Your breath catching in your throat when the wand hit your stomach.

Nothing coming into sight on the little screen.

"'S that normal?" Harry asked on the edge of his seat as the wand moved over your stomach.

"Oh, yes. Sometimes they like to hide." She said as the wand pressed deeper into your skin.

Your eyes moved over to the screen again when you heard Harry take in a deep breath.

There they were. Your future baby curled up in a little ball. You felt your eyes start to water when it did a little flip and started jumping around inside of you.

You couldn't feel the movement yet but know the baby was actually in there, moving around. Living. It made your heart swell with emotions you've never felt before.

"Wow." Harry mumbled from beside you. His hand over top of yours in an instant.

"This one's really active. No wonder your stomach is so sick." The doctor said as she moved to get another look at the baby from the side.

"That's normal, right?" Harry asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked intensely at the screen.

"I promise, I'll tell you if something isn't normal." The doctor said with a smile as she clicked a few buttons on the machine. Pictures printing out on the side of it.

Her wand pulled off your stomach quickly, handing you washcloths to wipe off the gel on your stomach. You felt an unfamiliar sinking in your heart as you wiped your stomach clean. You could have looked at your baby on that screen all day long.

"Healthy looking baby. That's great." The doctor said cheerfully as she handed you the pictures she had printed out. Harry craned his neck to get another.

"Only thing we have to do is keep an eye on your blood pressure." She commented off handedly as she cleaned up the machine.

"Wot?" Harry asked from beside you. A sinking feeling in your stomach setting in as you tried to telepathically tell the doctor to shut up.

It was only a tad bit high at the beginning of your appointment. Which you were sure was because of your anxiety and not anything more serious.

"Ah, see this one doesn't like to tell you things. Maybe you should be at the beginning of the appointments from now on." The doctor shot at Harry. Your laugh rung around the room as he nudged you with his elbow.

"Her blood pressure was a little high. It's common in the beginning. Only thing you have to be careful about is it not getting too high or when it drops back down, that she doesn't faint."

Harry's eyes widened as he looked at the doctor. His mouth practically on the floor as he stared from her to you. A very annoyed look across your face.

The last thing you needed was Mr. Overprotective hovering over you all the time.

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writemarvelousthings · 5 years

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Notice | Part 2 |

PAIRING- Steve Rogers x reader

WORD COUNT- 2.7K

WARNINGS- ANGST, SMUT, FLUFF AND A HAPPY ENDING!!

A/N: Your girl has pulled through with the flu from hell, this actually went through two different versions but I was never happy with it but finally, finally I sat down and just wrote! The response to part one which you can read here! Has been phenomenal and I can’t thank you all enough it means the world to me, so here you are! Part 2 I hope you all enjoy it!

Gif not mine!

I don't think you know what I been doing

It had been the hardest two weeks of Steve life, but he needed time. He needed to think and plan this right. He wanted... No. He needed everything to be perfect, but maybe he had taken it too far. He watched as your figure retreated into the darkness of the apartment. Running his hands down his face he looked to his phone, sending a message to Tony.

I don’t think I can do this much longer.

Just hang in there Cap, a few more days I promise. Rome wasn’t built in a day.

Steve sighed tiredly but returned his attention to the laptop screen again, fueled by annoyance and determination. He had distanced himself because he couldn’t trust his own mouth to stay shut around you. And this plan needed watertight secrecy. What felt like an eternity later Steve shut the laptop closed and willed his feet to drag him to the warmth and comfort of his bed. Not noticing you weren’t laying beside him.

Empty, he notices how empty it was. Blinking his eyes awake turning to your side of the bed, expecting you to be sleeping peacefully next to him, rubbing his eyes he falls on his back.

She has weapons training in the mornings. He reminded himself, but still, he wished things had happened differently last night. Going through the motions of his own routine, walking to your shared kitchen he frowned. Noticing the sink was empty with no sign of your used empty coffee mug, the same mug he had bought you from their first trip to Disneyland. Steve merely shrugs, you were probably running late this morning. Grabbing his running jacket he made his way swiftly out of the door not having any second thoughts.

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“You know just once you could let me win” Steve grinned at Sam, the other man slightly wheezing as they walked into the communal kitchen.

“Now where would the fun be in that”

“It would make you a decent fuckin person” Steve rolled his eyes, switching the coffee pot on as Sam reached for the juice. Seeing his movements a mile away Steve swiped it from his hands.

“Use a glass or I’ll pour this all over you” Steve was sure Sam murmured something along the lines of ‘killjoy’ but something made him stop and look around. You’re weapons training schedule always ended when Steve finished his run, scanning the room he was slightly perturbed to find it empty with no trace of you. He could feel Sam’s eyes on him like a hawk.

“Looking for something Cap?” Steve turns, a tight-lipped smile on his face as he brushes his friend off.

“Nothing, it’s nothing. Just like we're gonna have to eat unless you start cooking something”

“Smart ass”

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Everything almost set up, told you it wouldn't be too long ;)

Steve sighed at the message from Tony, every fibre in his being was screaming at him that it was a bad idea. But, and he couldn't believe the words even floating around in his brain. He needed Tony for this, he was the only one that understood. Tapping at the screen he smiled at the image, the two of you had rented out a cabin over the Christmas holidays. You both had earned a much-needed break and one day you had gone out for a walk in the snow, Steve couldn’t resist taking a snap of you. Bundled up in a soft hat and scarf, you were half laughing half protesting at the photo being taken as snowflakes caught in your exposed hair and eyelashes. It was in that moment Steve had made his decision and also realised he hadn’t seen you for most of the day, his stomach lurched uncomfortably his heart racing before his head put him to rest.

She’s probably out with Nat or Pepper, there's no need to panic.

Stealing himself Steve reached out for the small pile of recent mission reports to read and sign, but there was a part of him. Deep down that twisted sharply.

That feeling only grew and grew as the day went on, dinner came and went and he didn't see you. There were no messages or voice calls telling him of your whereabouts, resting his palms on the kitchen counter he felt a sharp cold shiver travel down his spine. Looking at the clock it was almost a whole twenty-four hours since he had seen you and his rational thinking was thrown swiftly out of the window as he raced out of the apartment. The tendrils of terror engulfed his soul, he noticed how put out you were last night, he almost broke at the sight of you in that black lace. He definitely gave himself blue balls for not vaulting over the desk to bend you back over it. But Tony had said to wait until everything was ready, he just wasn’t expecting it to take this long.

“Bucky” Steve wastes no time in pounding on the door of his best friends apartment, terror has turned into full-fledged sickening fear at the thought of losing you after all of this. It doesn’t take long before Steve is faced with the even more terrifying thought of having to deal with the Winter Soldier. Steve breathes your name, his voice tight with panic.

“She’s missing, last night… she wasn’t in the apartment when I woke up and I haven’t seen..”

“Well, I’m glad you noticed that punk” Steve reels at the venom in Bucky’s words.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means asshole, that your girl has spent the last few days getting her cheese-dick of a boyfriend to notice her and you’ve done fuck all to make her feel wanted” Two voices cut through at the same time in the empty corridor.

“Cheese dick?/ Bucky stop” Natasha emerges from Bucky apartment, red hair flowing. Eyes blazing with fury as she steps in front of the two men

“I’m trying to fucking relax and I can’t do that when you’re both throwing testosterone around like teenagers cut it out” Natasha push both of them back before turning to Bucky.

“Go back inside before you really say something you regret James” Bucky looks from Natasha to Steve before taking a deep breath.

“You better fix this punk or you’re gonna lose her” Steve watched as his best friend disappeared into his apartment.

“I’m not gonna lie and say I don’t agree with what Bucky said, you’ve been a real dick Steve”

“I know Nat I know, just, please. Please tell me where I can find her”

I'ma take off if you make me wait

Steve has never felt this afraid before, not even crashing an aeroplane into the frozen ocean. With a shaky hand, he knocks on the small apartment door on the outskirts of Brooklyn. His palms were sweating as he readjusted his leather jacket. It suddenly felt heavy and hot on his body. His heart leaps into his mouth as the door opens revealing you, your eyes were red and slightly swollen. An oversized shirt dwarfs your form and he realises its one of his Henley’s.

“Why did you leave last night?” Steve doesn't waste time, he gets straight too it. His hands are shaking with fear and anger.

“Hello to you too” He swallows thickly as you turn back into the apartment he waist’s no time in following you, closing the door swiftly behind him

“Why do you think Steve?” his eyebrows pinch together, placing his hands on his hips he keeps his gaze on you.

“Okay, fine yes. Maybe we’ve been drifting a little..”

“A little... Steve, we haven’t had sex in well over two weeks” Your voice raises slightly, Steve winces as the harshness of it.

“I know, I’ve just had other things on my mind” His excuse sounds pathetic, even he knows it. You shake your head, running your hand over your forehead.

“Maybe being together isn't the best idea Steve” Steve whips his head up towards you so fast he’s sure he felt his brain bounce around in his skull. Suddenly the room pitches forward as he grasps the armchair to steady himself.

“What..”

“You said it yourself Steve, we’ve been drifting. You don’t notice me anymore. Fuck sake Steve it took you a whole entire day to notice I was gone... Am I not good enough for you anymore?” the broken notes in your voice leave a painful hollow hole in his chest and he suddenly can’t breathe or think of anything else other than not losing you.

“Fuck, I’ve fucked this all up. I’m never listening to Tony ever again” Steve runs his hands through his hair, trying to desperately think about how to fix this.

“How does Tony have anything to do with this?” Steve can hear the tears in your voice and suddenly the world shifts into focus as he strides over to you, cupping your face in his hands.

“Please, please darling you have to believe me, not knowing where you were… it killed me. I’ve never been so scared in my life... I don’t know what I’d..” and then he sees it. The large suitcase in the corner of the room and his whole world stops. You’re eyes gaze at the suitcase too, a fresh wave of tears flows down your cheeks.

“Why should I stay Steve?” his tongue felt like it was two sizes too big for his mouth, he couldn't do anything but drop to his knees in front of you. Like a penitent man kneeling before God, his throat closed up, hands shaking.

“Please, please don’t leave me. I know I’ve been a complete and utter failure these past few weeks. There's nothing I can do or say that will make you forgive me, but please sweetheart tell me what can I do, I can’t lose you” Steve dare’s not look up, too afraid to see the disappointment and loathing in your eyes, the soft touch of your fingers in his hair makes him choke on a breath he didn't realise he was holding in. Raising his eyes to your he feels like the Hulk has kicked him in the gut. Love, pure love seeps from your pores, flowing into his soul as he kneels before you, bowing and offering himself to you.

There's sex in the air...

“Kiss me Steve” he doesn't need telling twice, surging upward he locks his lips over yours. His chest explodes, like fireworks on the fourth of July. The soft needy noises spilling from your lips into his mouth is all the encouragement he needs, blindly he lets you lead him to the bedroom. He can’t help pressing you up against the wall as he grinds his hips into your thigh, high pitch whines escape from your lips as you both finally burst into the bedroom making a beeline to the bed. Hands make quick work of clothing as they fly across the room. Lips kiss and bite skin, claiming familiar territory re-equating yourselves to each other. Steve groans as your fingers tighten in his hair, pulling his face from your neck to lock your eyes with his.

“Don’t ever do that to me again” Steve shakes his head, nuzzling into your palm as he kisses the centre of it pressing against you on the mattress.

“Never”

He lunches for you, rolling his hips against yours. Relishing in the noises pouring from your mouth. He feels you fumble at his belt, pulling with a swift flourish removing the last few layers of clothing causing the barrier against the two of you to finally fall down.

“Steve please” looking down at you it was like Steve was a man reborn, not needed a second remind from you. With one long thrust, he was inside you. And it was glorious, you both moved in perfect harmony. Matching speed and tempo, lips kiss salty skin, fingers grasped at sheets and hair. Steve pressed his face into your neck, breathing your sent in deeply. Completely intoxicated with every inch of you. He could have kicked himself for putting you through hell.

“God doll, I’ve missed you so much. I’ve missed everything about you..” You fingers press against his lips as you wrap your legs around his waist.

“I’ve missed you too, now fuck me, Captain. I think you’ve made me wait long enough”

“Yes, Ma’am” your gasps and moans as he pistoned his hips faster, his cock sliding in and out of you effortlessly like you were both made for each other made Steve head spin. Leaning his weight on his forearms beside your head he rolled his hips leaning down to kiss you breathlessly. Your name spilling from his lips like a prayer as he felt your walls clamp down around him.

“Steve... I’m... I’m”

“Cum for me doll, I’m right.. behind.. you” he punctuates each word with a hard thrust of his hips causes you to meet your climax with a long high moan. The sight of you falling into ecstasy causes Steve hips to stutter, and moments later he cums hard biting down on your shoulder as he continues to fuck the both of you though your orgasms.

“Holy fuck” your breathless voice makes Steve laugh, nuzzling your neck he slips out of you causing the both of you to moan. Laying on his back he pulls you to him, the need to feel your skin on his is overwhelming and his heart sores as you snuggle into him. Sighing contently letting your fingers draw lazy patterns across his chest.

“You know I’d never leave you right” Steve looks down at you, your eyes full of remorse and regret. Taking your hand in his he presses soft kisses to each pad of your fingers.

“I know sweetheart”

“I love you, there’s no one else for me” with your other hand Steve smiles as you cup his jaw, leaning into your touch he closes his eyes briefly.

“I love you too” Satisfied with his answer you rest your head against his chest, basking in the comfortable silence. Steve was almost drifting off to sleep when suddenly you shot upwards making him grunt in surprise.

“Sweetheart?”

Tell me you do, You notice

“You said I’m never listening to Tony, what did you mean?” There was a flash of anger in your eyes and Steve sits up facing you. He places a soft kiss on your forehead before moving off the bed.

“I asked Tony for a favour, my first mistake.. Where are my boxers?” Steve looks around the room, knowing that at this moment he definitely didn't want to be naked. He turns to have a dark mass thrown at his head which he catches easily. Smirking at your, he swiftly pulled them on before searching for his leather jacket.

“What kind of favour did you need that involved Tony, please tell me it doesn't have anything to do with the law” You pull the sheets up over your chest a sly smile on your lips as Steve spots his jacket in the corner of the room. Grasping a the soft material he feels for the pocket, fingers brushing up against the cause of all this mess.

“Steve?” Your soft voice pulls him back to the present as he turns around jacket still in hand as he walks to the bed.

“I asked Tony to help me with something because I wanted it to be perfect. I wanted it to be special and everything you deserve. But both Tony and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to keep my mouth shut around you” a confused look comes over your face as you beckon him closer to the bed, he drops to your side of the bed as his hand trembles reaching into the pocket.

“But I’ve realised in trying to make the best thing happen for you I turned it into the worst and sweetheart I swear I’ll spend every waking moment for the rest of my life making that up to you. Because I can’t see my life without you anymore”

“Steve..” he knows you’ve seen the small velvet box by now, he holds it up. Placed in the palm of his hand as he props one leg up now kneeling on just one knee.

“I’m completely in love with you baby, you’re my world and I don’t think I can live another day without you. We can still do the big proposal I’m sure Tony is still planning but I can’t wait for another second to ask you... So will you darlin? Will you marry me?”

“Holy shit… Yes!”

Notice me, notice me

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lubdubsworld · 5 years

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A change of Heart.( Taehyungx OC)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Three days later, I was dragging myself back to my room , early in the morning. it had been a hectic few days but there had been a breakthrough the previous day and some of the doctors had managed to isolate the particular strain of virus that seemed resistant to attack the particular gene related to lycanthropy. A virus that spared humans and targeted werewolves was unheard of and almost all werewolf extremist groups were gearing up in protest, claiming that the government had engineered the virus as some sort of twisted biological warfare weapon.

I didn’t want to think too much about the details of it.

I was more worried about the three young pups, struggling to breath in the NICU. They’d caught the virus from their mothers who were also deathly ill.

My room was located off campus, down a narrow pathway and a few yard into the surrounding woods. it was a cabin of sorts, with a built in bath and kitchen and a spacious living/dining/bedroom space. it was still dark outside, as i trudged wearily across the damp foliage, my shoes squishing into the wet earth and leaving muddy streaks on the white surface.

“What were doing out this late?” Taehyung’s voice caught me off guard and i felt my heart leap into my throat in surprise.

“Oh, Christ...” i whispered, clutching my bag tightly as i tried to push down on the panic. Taehyung looked unimpressed as he stared at me.

“well?” He demanded, when i ignored him and moved to open the door to my cabin.

I sighed, exhausted.

“Can i help you?” i said wearily.

He stared at me for a second.

“I have a proposition for you.” He said , voice a little stilted , teeth worrying his lips as he stared at his shoes. If I didn’t know for a fact that this man was richer than 90% of the people in my country and pretty much the definition of powerful, i would almost think he was nervous.

I didn’t respond, waiting for him to continue.

“My daughter....she...” He sighed.” She’s taken a real shine to you. She refuses to stay with any of her usual babysitters and insists that unless I invite you over for dinner, she will not in anyway listen to me.”

He looked like the words tasted bitter on his tongue.

I stared at him.

“And?” i prompted.

He glanced at the cabin.

“I told you to quit your job. Why are you still here?” He asked, eyes narrowing.

“Oh wow. it’s almost as if you don’t have any say in what i do with my life, Mr. Kim...isn’t that shocking?” i smiled brightly, already turning around to open the door.

i yelped when his hand shot out, gripping my wrist hard. I whimpered and his hold loosened, but he didn’t let go .

“Nobody wants you here, Mirae ssi...” He gritted out. “ You and your kind are the reason we’ve been subjugated and oppressed for centuries, and I’ll be damned if I let you people infiltrate the once place that is supposed to be a safe haven for wolves everywhere....”

His eyes flashed red, lips twisted with burning anger and I tried to pull my hand out of his grip.

“And yet....you want me to have dinner with your baby daughter...” i snapped and his eyes narrowed.

“She’s a child. She doesn’t know any better. And i don’t want you to have dinner with her... i want you to come over and tell her that you’re never coming back here because you don’t fucking belong here in the first place....” He snarled.

i shook my head.

“i’ve done nothing to harm your species. I’m only trying to help...i know your anger is justified but you’re taking it out on the wrong person...”

I yelped when he let me go, but only to step in closer, both hands closing around my arms and pushing me up against the side of the building. i flinched, when the old wood pressed against my skin, the harsh rub of splinters evident through my thin blouse.

He was taller than me by almost a foot and I turned away, heart pounding as he ducked his head, nudging my cheeks a little.

“Am I? “ He whispered softly.” You’re not welcome here and yet, you can’t seem to want to leave. So what’s the catch? Did some rough old wolf catch your fancy....You wanna find out what its like to fuck an animal, sweetheart?” He huffed out a breath that was sickly sweet and warm against my neck.

“What are you-?” I flinched when he growled and pressed in closer, this time his body pushing me into the wall.

“I know that most of you women think that fucking a werewolf is the ultimate fantasy. A forbidden fruit. A sick little fetish. Isn’t that what we are to you?” He drawled and despite the almost seductive tenor of his tone i could hear the undercurrent of fury behind it.

“You’re being unfai-” I stopped breathing as he snarled , teeth closing over my throat , just shy of actually sinking in. i shut my eyes , my fingers clenching into fists as i willed myself not to burst into tears. I’d never been more terrified in my life.

“Am I? I’ve lived in this preserve all my life , Yoon Mi Rae ssi... Not one wolf has propositioned to me or behaved in an unseemly way but every time i visit your mainland..” He made a noise of disgust.” Your women throw themselves at me like flies.”

i’m not one of them!!, i thought miserably.

“Let me go.” I shuddered out, voice barely a whisper and he chuckled, pulling away a bit. I stayed still as he stepped back fully, moving away and staring at me.

“Quit the job and get off the island. This isn’t the place for you. ” He said sharply.

“Tell your daughter i said hi. And that I’m glad she’s nothing like her rude , obnoxious father!!! ” i snapped, because apparently, i was suicidal.

Taehyung stopped to throw me a glare before turning on his heel and stalking away. i watched him disappear into the night before slowly sinking to the forest floor.

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“.... do you think that humans in the preserve are in some way contributing to the deterioration of the community?”

Taehyung took a deep breath.

“i think, every community needs to reach within itself and build and find its own stability. Wolves have been suppressed and denied opportunities for centuries. Most of the time, the excuse is that we aren’t meant to mingle with humans because of our dangerous attributes. By that logic, there’s really no reason why there should be humans employed at the preserve. But mostly, I think there are several qualified wolves who could take up the three posts currently held by himans at the research center alone. If you don’t want us in your space, you need to at least let us take control of our own....”

The interviewer nodded, making notes. “understandable. What about the current strain of influenza going around... It seems to be targeting lycanthropes in particular. “

Taehyung nodded.

“it’s quite unfortunate. Most of the affected cases are young pups. Humans themselves act as carriers without displaying any symptoms, so there’s another reason, humans ought to be kept away from the preserve. At least till this whole thing is resolved....”

“There’s talk about this strain of flu being man-made...” The interviewer said softly.

Taehyung shrugged.

“i don’t have any proof for such claims” He said quickly but next to him Seo Joon piped up.

“ Well, if certain factions of the human race did decide to develop some deadly viral strain as some kind of biological weapon against my people....well....it wouldn't be the first time would it?”

The crowd went into a frenzy, muttering excitedly and Tahyung flinched. He didn’t want people to start attacking each other. Seo Joon wasn’t a pacifist like him. The dude wanted a full fledged war. Taehyung wanted no part of his aggressive attack.

He stayed quiet for the rest of the interview while Seo joon rallied about how humans were responsible for the deterioration of the preserve.

When the program ended and he began to leave the studio, he found Jimin waiting for him near the door.

“That was a bad idea.” His friend said quietly.

Taehyung sighed.

“Seo Joon is one the most respected men out there. i can’t antagonize him. At least till i win....”

“There are violent factions everywhere Tae... do you really want to fuel a full out war between us and the humans?”

Taehyung brushed aside his concerns.

“i just want them out of the preserve. And most of them have left. There’s still just a few foolish stragglers. In a way i hope this motivates them to leave. ”

His mind flashed back to her..

To those, wild brown eyes, whiskey deep and scared, her fear so tangible and real that it had appealed to ever base instinct in him. the wolf in him had preened at the idea of being feared....

And the way her silky smooth hair looked as it flowed over shoulders, the pale, fragile perfection of her body, the smooth unblemished skin that had felt like silk under his lips. How tempting it had been, pressing her up against that wall, that insatiable urge to just sink his teeth in and bite and turn and claim....

He shook his head to clear that thought. He wasn’t attracted to her as a person. it was just the way she seemed to carry herself, like the perfect prey....

“i still think that idiot should have worded that better.” Jimin shook his head.

Taehyung shrugged. He didn’t want to talk about Seo Joon.

“Let’s go get something to eat. Drinks on me.” He smiled, slinging a hand over his friend’s shoulder.

Jimin sighed but acquiesced, letting him lead him to the glittering black Bugatti near the parking lot.

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It was a little past one in the morning when Taehyung finally reached the pier, ready to take his personal boat to the island when he noticed the commotion near the loading dock.

He felt his eyes widen, when he saw a couple of humans, looking frazzled and upset as they climbed out of the ferry.

“what’s going on?” He asked his skipper urgently and the man looked up from where he was lifting the anchor.

“There’s been some sort of riot on the island, sir. some of the wolves got together and tried to attack the humans in the research center.” He said casually.

Taehyung felt his heart leap into his throat.

“What?” He croaked.

“Yeah, they got all of them off i think. The wolves are nearly feral with anger out there. Something about the research people being the reason the kids were sick in the first place...that they were the ones who brought them to the preserve in the first place...”

Oh fuck.

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She wasn’t there.

Taehyung went through the two halls where all the humans from the preserve were sitting. once. Twice. And then again.

They were all wet and shivering, clutching their meager possessions and looking lost but he couldn’t focus on any of them. He tried to catch her scent, that soft buttery smell of cinnamon and lavender... but it wasn’t there.

She wasn’t there.

He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to bring himself to think.

Seo Joon. He had to call Seo joon.

“Hello...” Seo Joon sounded groggy.

“Mirae’s still on the island.” He choked out.

Seo Joon groaned.

“Who?” He croaked.

“Yoon Mi Rae....that tech from the research center.”

Seo joon scoffed.

“That little lab rat? Didn’t she get on the ferry that was carting all the rest of the vermin back to the mainland?” Seo Joon sounded bored.

“She isn’t here, Seo joon..this is your fault. You shouldn’t have talked that shit on TV..... you need to go find her and make sure she’s safe...I’m coming over...” Taehyung snapped.

Seo Joon made a noise of impatience.

“I’m sleeping Tae. And besides, if she stayed behind, she’s probably been ripped to shreds by now. Serves the little bitch right.”

Taehyung felt the blood freeze in his veins.

“Seo joon, we can’t let a human get hurt under our watch.” He said shakily.

“Really? why the fuck not... it isn’t like they have any qualms about hurting our kind. its her own damn fault, coming here and acting like she’s fucking mother Teresa...I hope they fucking ravaged her. Should be a nice message to any other fool that wants to come traipsing into our land..”

Taehyung realized he couldn’t speak sense to the man. He hung up quickly, calling for him chuffeur. There was not enough time to take the boat...

“Lee?” He said sharply. “ I’m gonna need the chopper.”

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He found her in her cabin, tied up and tossed in a corner while some of the betas shifted around the entrance. They had been growling and gnashing their teeth when he had arrived but some kind of restraint had kept them from actually killing her.

But they hadn’t left her unscathed.

Taehyung tried not to let his claws pop, his eyes taking in the way she looked.

Her clothes were torn off and she had clearly been sleeping when they’d broken into the cabin , dressed as she was in a tattered white t shirt , plain white panties and mismatched socks. Her jaw was bruised, a trickle of blood dried down her chin. Her left eyes was swollen shut and her breathing was ragged and came in short, painful little rasps and it clearly hurt her which meant that she definitely had a few broken ribs.

Fuck. Fuck.

“This wasn’t right.” He said sharply and the betas cowered.

“She’s the reason the pups are sick...” one of the men said and the others mumbled their assent.

“Where is the proof?” Taehyung snapped.” We do not mete out punishments when there is no proof. We’re better than that.”

The betas shifted guiltily and the stench of wolfsbane made him sigh. They were mostly drunk.

“Get out of here. The whole lot of you and get ready to get carted off to prison tomorrow when she presses charges.”

He watched them leave, waiting for the last wolf to leave before turning to her.

She was staring at him with her one good eye.

“You gonna...” She began and then stopped, shutting her eyes in pain. “ tell me you told me so...”

She was clearly in agony, the putrid stench of her pain filled the room and Taehyung couldn’t breathe.

“you need to get to the hospital.” He muttered, frozen in place. She sighed.

“Can’t... Don’t want anyone...to know.”

He stared at her.

“Mi rae...”

“itll make things worse....for your kind.... “ She rasped out. “ Won’t press charges...”

He couldn’t believe her.

“You’re willing to not press charges...?” He said slowly.

She sighed and nodded a little.

“Please help me.”She said softly and his heart lurched.

He moved quickly, crouching next to her and popping his claw to cut through the ropes binding her. She fell into his chest at once, crying out in pain when he gripped her arms to steady her.

“It’s okay... I got you...” He said softly, loosening his hold and cradling her in his arms. She blinked at him.

“i don’t have anyone.” She said suddenly.

“What?”

“Family. i don’t have anyone.... You need... You need to let me stay with you. Till i get better...Can’t let anyone know....what happened....” She whispered.

He was nodding before the words even registered. Staring into her eyes, he felt like he could have agreed to any damn thing she’d ask him.

She nodded and then closed her eyes.

“i’m gonna sleep now.” She said weakly.

And then went limp in his arms.

Fuck.

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Nanny Anon 2

Sept. 17

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Sept. 18

NANNY ANON, well’ I’ve packed and ready to go ,himself came to say goodbye and thank me for being in the wee-ones early development, It was quite touching. The mistress had the maid drop off a card reference last night and left this morning without a word. ( no surprise there). M and her mistress are looking forward to next week when I move in to the P. And I can’t wait to start a new chapter with a loving family. It sounds wonderful and never again will I have to utter the words ‘ all too…………”

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Sept. 22

NANNY ANON, hello darlings ‘ I’m having a wonderful day with little C&L , M is taking G to see Star Wars so I have the the wee-one and little C. This afternoon we’re going to bake fairy cakes , although little C wants to make Unicorn cookies and take them to school tomorrow … it’s a privilege to be in a loving home with such a wonderful mistress and adorable children, last night I cried with joy. And M and I have such a history of professional duty together. What a joy for a white Lady TTFN 😌😌

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Oct. 3

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, we have been Sooooo busy with the little ones while the mistress and W have been engaged on royal duties. The mistress is such an understanding and compassionate woman she insists on the nannies as being part of the family and treats M and I the same. We have such fun with the little ones , there’s a tree house in the gardens which C seems to have turned into a Unicorn palace with daily visits from her school chums ‘ it’s a hoot ‘life is good for a white Lady TTFN.

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Oct. 5

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, both M and I are getting a program together while the mistress and W are away, we both want to take them on a scavenger hunt at high grove with C&C. Unicorns will probably be involved and G is into Star Wars. So it’s going to be a full itinerary. Little C is platting her hair at the moment and loves the tree house playing with her school chums. It’s a wonderful life for a white Lady. TTFN.

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Oct. 6

NANNY ANON, Hello Darlings, Little G came back from the match with a football signed by the team , and C had a book explaining the women’s World Cup. G is now officially a fully fledged supporter, such a fun day, the children are so exited I can see bed time will be fun. M and I are getting ready for an outing with the little ones as soon as the mistress and W depart for the tour. There off to the in-laws today so M and I are go into F&M for tea …… TTFN.

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Oct. 15

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, M and I have just returned with G&C from Thorpe Park ‘ I’m exhausted!! We went on all the rides, Little C wanted to have another ride on the Big Dipper ‘ o dear I nearly lost my breakfast ……… they had toffee apples and candy floss and G had to have tree rides on the water Shute ‘ I came over all emotional remembering Diana doing the same ride with W&H. O DEAR ‘ all too much for a white Lady 😢😢😢😢😢😢😢 TTFN 😢😢😢😢

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Oct. 19

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, The mistress and himself returned to a rapturous welcome from the children ‘ lizards ,Unicorn costumes and hugs lasted for over an hour , it was a joy, I think the first stop was BP so we waited a while but it was an exiting evening. This weekend M&I have the time to ourselves as the whole family are going to the country. We shall have a spa weekend in Bath and indulge in a lot of R&R. All To much for a white Lady. TTFN

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October 20

NANNY ANON, hello darlings,” O joy and jolly japes”Tonight we all trip over to the in-laws to watch the“ Docudramarama” the mistress has asked her sister to come and himself is off to pick up C&C ! M and myself are busy making savoury and sweet popcorn 🍿 boss baby is having fun strapped in the Bouncer and G&C are playing 🦎and🦄 , it’s a joy to be part of a loving family ‘can’t wait for the fun to begin. God bless the future monarchy. TTFN.

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Oct 27

NANNY ANON … hello darlings, still about ,things are hotting up for Halloween 🤡👹👻 the children are expected to wear their creepy costumes and my darling mistress is taking them and other little ones around the the village with the parents. M and I are going as the Markle Sisters 👯‍♀️ So don’t expect to return without egg 🍳 on my face 🤣🤣🤣all too much for a white Lady TTFN

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Oct 28

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, WELL, WELL, WELL, I’m flabbergasted absolutely stunned darlings, I’ve just received an invitation from my previous mistress and himself to a private meeting in SH London for the opportunity of returning to her employ. Apparently the wee one is missing his nanny!!! and this is causing a lot of headaches for the mistress as she wants to be able to leave the wee one with a nanny she knows will be a bonding influence. I’ll keep you all updated as to my decision darling.

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Oct 29

NANNY ANON, hello darlings ‘ salutations to all who grace the blog of our beloved Skippy. 🐼. WELL , I’ve made the decision I was debating on yesterday. I’ve decided to remain at KP in the employment of the present mistress ( god bless her and himself) because I ‘ much like M have fallen in love with little 🦄🦎And 👶. It’s a constant privileged challenge to be part of this family, The Sunday night gatherings looking at the social media laughing at the ageing train wreck. Love to all. TTFN. 🤣🤣

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Nov. 1

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, Little C is refusing to change out of her Halloween costume 🦄, and we’re all going down to Sainsbury’s to buy some giant marshmallows to roast for the rugby match. When C digs her little feet in there’s no movement. The mistress is having quite a debate with the little one trying to see reason. In the end the RPO got her to change by promising her he’d find a police helmet as a substitute. All too much for a white Lady. TTFN

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Nov 4

NANNY ANON, hello darlings ‘ O joy!! Today M&myself take little C and G (with their poppies) to RP zoo with RPO. ( one of the zoo keepers are going to fix a Unicorn to a zebra 🦄for little C.) and G will gain access to the reptile house to look at all the 🦎🦎 “ what larks pip old chap” the mistress is having some down time back at KP with little L. Afterwards we’re all of to Harrods for 🍨🍦. So much joy for a white Lady. TTFN.

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Nov 11

NANNY ANON , hello darlings, my day off with M. We are exhausted darlings, absolutely knackered. Little C had a sleepover with four friends (fiendish demons) , OMG it was the sleepover from hell , first’ we put them all in the nursery, made up beds and lots of 🦄🧸🛴🏓🍪🍿🧁🍕👧👧👧👧stuff to play with and favourite eats. Only problem they didn’t want to sleep, himself had a few words to Little C at one in the morning because of the screams. All too much for a white Lady. TTFN. Bless.

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Nov 18 (Royal Variety)

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, tonight M and I had too draw lots as to who went to the RVP. I lost , so I’m looking after the little ones. The mistress spent the afternoon getting ready as the dresser fitted the last tucks to the bodice. My goodness she looked magnificent when she walked down the stairs all the little ones cheered and clapped. Tonight it’s a treat, we’ve ordered 🍕 PIZZA and knickerbocker glory’s such a joy. All too much for a white Lady. TTFN.

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Nov 19

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, a wonderful evening was had by all at the the RVP. The mistress and himself stunned all who met them with there relaxed countenance, early that evening the little ones started to write a present list to Santa. Little C was the most vocal inquiring how Santa arrives on his sled and parks his reindeer on the roof of KP and shimmy’s down the chimney ( she’s now asking to sleep near the fireplace to meet Santa ???? ) all too much for a white Lady,TTFN. 🎄🎄🎄🎅🎅🎅

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Nov 21

NANNY ANON, M and I went to see “ The sound of music “ tonight, we both love the film. We spent the day with the little ones and C had somehow got hold of one of the mistresses cameras 📸 and was ( would you believe it) taking photos of M G boss baby and me. I asked her to give me the camera as it was mummies and all I got was , NO !! later I saw the snaps she took and was surprised. I returned the camera to the mistress who looked amused. Little C been watching mummy. TTFN. 📸📸📸

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Nov 22

NANNY ANON, haddow darlig 😷🤧🤧 I dink I got vlue, my node I’d all blogged up , god a rodden hed and snoddy node. The lidda wonds is so fuddy, lidda C broughd be up bregvast od a tray. Bledd, da midredd called he dogta ad he gave be sum pawasetamol , M Id doig grate. Ib dink I’ll ged sub shudii , ord doo buch for a wide Lady, DDFN.

Ohhhh flu has hit KP! Hope you have a quick recovery 😔❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Nov 23

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, still a bid bunggd up, but I’m sure I’ll be ok within the week, M and I are looking after little G and boss baby today,the mistress has gone to a shopping mall outside London with little C for Christmas shopping. Things are hotting up for the holidays and this weekend they bring the Christmas 🎄. Then we can have real fun dressing it. Back to wee boss baby 👶. TTFN.

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Dec 3

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, M&I very exited,tonight is the school nativity play and the mistress and himself has invited us. G is a wise king and little C is an “angel on high” …… M wickedly suggested boss baby could be baby Jesus 😱😱, But I don’t think the school is ready just yet. Little C has to say “and behold ‘ the three wise Kings” can’t wait, it’s going to be a hoot!! We all helped to make the costumes , G wore his this evening and looked very regal ( prophetic), and little C with wings.

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Dec 7

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, is the mistress pregnant ‘ all I can say is little Lottie wants a pony for Christmas and himself has quite rightly affirmed that she’s much to young. I think in a couple of years great auntie Anne would be the first to help her into the saddle. We’re all looking forward to the forthcoming banquet ( I wonder if the mistress will wear the emeralds)’ enough gossip, all too much for a white Lady, TTFN.

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Dec 8

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, Lottie has just returned from a visit to the “stables” at the royal mews. (Enough said) , himself has retired to the lounge after breakfast 🥞, pancakes and crispy bacon 🥓 with maple syrup to laugh at the Sunday tabloids. The mistress is having a “late morning” so M and myself are busy with boss and George who is finishing his homework 📚. Another Sunday joy. TTFN.

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Dec 10

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, it’s manic at KP , in a good way !! the mistress is becoming enthusiastically involved in her tennis lessons, ( several professional players lining up to coach her) my lips are sealed, Little Lottie is on a mission … it’s a day long mantra from the darling girl , anyone who she thinks will have sway with W&K is propositioned about the “pony”. I think some of her older school chums ride out. I bet Gan Gan soon enters the equation. All too much for a white Lady. TTFN.

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Dec 11

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, busy this morning ,decision to choose what C&G will wear for the Christmas walk to the service , winter coats and warm socks are the key. It’s going to be a joy seeing them for the first time at the Sandringham service with W&K. M and I are going home for Christmas M has invited me to Spain with her family, wonderful and the food darlings, I’m in for a real treat. Little Lottie will certainly have a pony ride for Christmas I’m sure, Such joy!! TTFN.

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Dec 13

NANNY ANON, hello darlings , we have cancelled our holiday In Spain 🇪🇸, duty calls darlings, we had a chat with the mistress and himself last night and decided we’re going to accompany the family for Christmas, it’s our love for the children and to help the mistress, a joy really. Also the BP PR are briefing the DOD of C about forthcoming commitments. On a lighter note, tonight’s Blog night 😂😂😂 skippy,pg,and troll the colonial Banshee. All too much for a white Lady. TTFN.

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Dec 16

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, Little Charlotte is Bewildered as to why there are no unicorn pony’s. The answer Zara gave was Unicorns are different , pony’s are special, clever Zara!! Lottie is full of questions, ( that age) it’s a daily challenge of wits. Last night was blog night, such fun ,all the usual suspects, where is @printskylie ? Never miss pg and her interpretations, so clever , the mistress loves skippy and Hunnymae , duty calls!, all too much for a white Lady, TTFN.

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Dec 16

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, O’thank you all so for your messages, the unicorn presents 🎁 look fab. I’ll pass on your message, but I’m sure the the mistress has all information directed to her MPC. ( amazing device). W&K are both very high Tech. My life is full of love and joy, I’ve got Lottie a picture edition of “ The night before Christmas”

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Dec 17

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, the children all sat watching TV, and watching mummy and daddy make cup cakes and roulades. EPIC . The kitchen is now centre of the universe, Lottie and George M and I making cup cakes and roly poly Christmas chocolate logs. Lots of mess and icing sugar. 👦🏼👧👶🧁🍰🍪🎂🍩 it’s boss baby, “ Mary Mary” Christmas 🎄 we are blessed, TTFN

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Dec 18

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, himself is taking C&G ice skating this afternoon, I think this is another diversion from pony’s. It’s a dismal afternoon,raining in London so I think the little ones will enjoy the outing , the mistress is off to play a few sets of tennis with her coach. M and I are going to check online for some new clothes for boss baby, he seems to grow by the day!! This is a busy time leading up to a family Christmas, I think it’s Sandringham this year but arrangements are

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Dec 29

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, such a busy Christmas, the little ones were so exited with presents and gifts from the public. The mistress had a clearinghouse Of presents 🎁. A large amount of them go to local hospitals. Believe me they are talking thousands!! There’s a pink Flamingo in Little Lotties bedroom though.M and I are going to have a wee holiday over the new year, it’s been a wonderful Christmas. All too much for a white Lady,TTFN. ( sorry for no posts) been V. busy with the little ones.

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Dec 31

NANNY ANON, hello darlings, M&I and a bottle of celebrity plonk, our night off so it’s on with a movie,feet up and relax. All the i are crossed and the Ts are dotted , o dear the drink 🥤 has taken effect ………… we both wish shoo a happy new year and prosperoush , prosperoust, positives, O you get it , we never normally celibate like this , o dear, all too much for a white Lady ,TTFN. 🍹🍷🍾🍸🥂……………☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️

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ladyhallen · 5 years

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Harry Potter Deity AU

If someone believed enough, it would come true.

Magic needed belief to come true, and what was prayer, what was faith but belief? Of course Harry Woke Up.

It started off as a joke, like all things do before they turn too serious to be refuted as anything as a joke.

Harry had the most ridiculous and stupid luck in the Auror Department, which had its roots from when he’d accidentally elbowed their teacher on his first day and caused as bit of panic among the other trainees when it had caused the man’s nose to gush blood. To everyone’s astonishment, he didn’t get murdered on the spot, but got congratulated for his excellent reflexes.

Two missions with different squads resulted in him having to display that same ridiculous luck cemented things. It continued until he was no longer a trainee and an Auror captain.

“Dawlish, what’s that?” Harry asked, pointing to the mess beside his cubicle. It was an awful sight, filled with little pieces of parchment, odds and bobs, strings and even some blood.

“It’s a shrine,” Dawlish said with a smirk. “For Harry Potter, god of Luck.”

Something in Harry’s brain screeched to a halt.

“Say what?” he asked, pretty sure that his ears hurt.

“Harry Potter, god of Luck. Your Luck is pretty stupendous, Potter.”

At Harry’s disbelieving look, Dawlish intoned, “If you pray to Harry Potter, you can be sure of good luck in your missions. Pray to Harry Potter, and suddenly a malfunctioning toilet will be unclogged. Pray to Harry Potter, god of luck, who tips the balance. If he doesn’t like you, you’d have an awful day.”

It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.

“Dawlish, I don’t care about it,” he sighed, before looking around and roping a poor trainee to clean up the mess.

Harry should have been more specific in his instructions, because he just said get rid of it, not throw it away, or destroy it.

The Shrine, as it was titled, got moved to the trainee locker rooms and expanded until it had a full blown statue and an altar to put offerings in. This worked very well, because full-fledged Aurors usually avoided the locker rooms and this pretty much guaranteed that Harry would not discover it.

It was an inside joke among Aurors, and it was pretty harmless fun.

Except.

One day, Harry came back from St. Mungo’s limping. He had always healed fast, so he just credited it to his healing factor that he walked on that same day and had to give back his cane.

The cafeteria always had his favorite lemon tart and his lunch was always hot no matter how late it was. He credited it to having casted a more powerful heating charm than usual.

Then one day, a giant acromantula went rogue and had to be put down. Ron had the brilliant idea of exploding it, covering everyone in the vicinity. Except for Harry, who had a clean one foot radius where the slime simply avoided him.

“Really, Harry? You couldn’t have cast a shield charm on me too?” Seamus asked, exasperated.

Harry just smiled, helping in siphoning off the slime and the blood. He doesn’t say that his wand was nowhere near his hand and that he didn’t even think about shield charms. He didn’t freak out about it. After living the first seventeen years of his life as a Living Horcrux, strange things happening to him were par for course.

And then he started hearing them.

Early morning riser that he was did not mean he was a morning person. Habit ingrained deep in him made him incapable of sleeping in.

This meant coffee. A lot of coffee.

He was in his third cup and feeling marginally more awake when he heard the voice in his head.

‘By Potter’s Luck, I will solve this case. If I do, I’ll sacrifice my lemon tarts and light some incense,’ the voice said angrily and desperately. It sounded like a young man on the verge of tears.

Harry did not choke on his cup of coffee, but that was only due to the exhaustion borne from thirty six hours of desk work.

He blinked several times and dismissed it as a hallucination.

At least, he consoled himself, even if I’m hearing voices again, they’re not talking about murdering and ripping and eating. Casting his mind to the first time he thought he was hearing voices, a young voice was indeed a vast improvement over a hungry basilisk.

Knee deep into the archives and cross-referencing old cases to new ones, he heard another one.

This time, with his mind marginally more awake and being completely alone, Harry jumped when he heard a woman’s voice going, ‘Harry Potter himself will keep me awake because if I fall asleep on this assignment, Dawlish is going to skin me alive.’

Harry dropped the report on the floor and groaned.

“Fuck this,” he muttered.

He closed his eyes and opened them to his Mental Palace. There was a letter on the desk he had fashioned on a whim and upon touching it, he knew what was happening.

Sarah Brown, Lavander Brown’s cousin. Fell ill to the flu last week and asked for an extension for all her desk assignments. Only finished half-way and asking for a miracle because she was so behind it wasn’t funny.

Harry opened his eyes in the real world and thought that while Sarah not falling asleep would be good, her finding all her references faster and getting even two hours of sleep would be better. He thought about it for a moment and found that yes, he could grant her that at least.

Mentally controlling somebody’s luck, Harry found, was simple.

Controlling somebody’s luck where it didn’t affect everyone else’s was something else entirely.

Because luck was all over the place and there was absolutely nobody controlling it. Except for Harry.

He could direct it to do whatever he wanted and it was a bit terrifying to have this type of command over anybody.

He could make somebody trip and die. He could make a person win the lottery forever. He could also make them choke on their sandwich while eating.

Small, terrible things that he did not like to dwell on.

Prayers drifted their way to him.

The more smoke involved, the faster it got to him. The more emotion, the louder he heard it. The more they believed, the more he felt the empathy and the need to answer.

There were, of course, repeat people who prayed to him. It took a simple matter of balancing their luck. Too much good and the Karma waiting on them would get bigger. It was merely allowing which bad luck he allowed that would not ruin their day too much.

Such as allowing a person’s shirt to be ruined but making them meet their potential love interest while they wept in the bathroom about the silk shirt.

Harry didn’t even blink anymore when the next prayers he heard were from Hermione.

‘Harry James Potter, god of this so called Luck. Come here this instant.’ The voice was Hermione. The tone was Hermione. It was so clear that it almost felt like Hermione was standing behind him, about to twist his ears.

Probably god of luck or no, Harry was in no way ready to face Hermione Granger in a temper.

Mentally bracing himself, he apparated to where he felt pulled to and found himself face to face with his upset friend.

“Err, hi, Hermione. What can I do for you?” he asked, mentally wincing. He’s waiting for the ear twist. He’s prepared for it.

Instead, she groaned. “Merlin’s pants!” she shouted, stomping away from him. “I thought Ron was joking?”

He blinked at her in confusion, watching her dump tea leaves in a teapot and summoning the boiling hot water with a flick of her wand.

“What, Hermione?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I just lost a bet. Because Ron told me you’ve become some sort of minor deity for the aurors. And I told him it was absurd. Because gods don’t exist!”

Harry’s eyebrows have gone so high up his forehead. “You made a bet.” Against Ron, who was an Auror. Who, like all Aurors, had their lucks slightly balanced to the good side by Harry. Hermione, who worked in a desk, did not have such luck skewed slightly because he didn’t think she’d need it.

“Uhm..”

“And another thing,” Hermione continued without pause. “Did you know that Ron is using your blessing to find bargain sales? We have so many potion ingredients that were sold for half the price. We could start our own store if we want, we’d only need the capital to buy a spot in Diagon Alley or Hogsmead!”

She placed the tray in front of him. For the first time, he saw the worry in her face.

She touched his hands and he grasped it tightly.

“Are you alright, Harry?” she asked, voice going gentle in the rare moments when she thought he needed comfort. “Did. What happened to make you..?”

He smiled at her. “Its...well...You do know how our spells work, don’t you? If you believe it will work, and you have the will and the magic to make it work, then it will happen. That’s how accidental magic happens for children. Well...somehow, someone made a shrine.”

Hermione looked bemused. “And I take it people prayed,” she added for him. “It doesn’t...hurt you, does it?”

Harry shook his head. “No. Just. Sometimes, it’s distracting. I see a balance of scales for each person and a large one for the whole world.”

Finally, he shared something that’s been disturbing him for a while. “Did you know that the Lovegoods have the most weirdly balanced Luck scales I have ever seen?” his voice was almost plaintive.

Hermione laughed at him, and all was right in the world.

Harry realized he needed to leave the Auror department when all those cold cases started getting solved, and that all crimes suddenly happened around Aurors, who had the full authority to do it.

A petty thief stole from Kingsley of all people and ended up getting caught. And then, in processing, they all realized he was also responsible for the murder of a dozen other wizards in the past three years.

It was alarming and Harry had to leave. He was unconsciously skewing things in the Aurors favour.

“Where are we going, mate?” Ron asked, because of course he left with Harry. Ron didn’t like being an Auror and only stayed for him.

Harry slumped against the wall, looking around the passersby hurrying in their grocery shopping.

“Guess we could make a store,” Harry said. He’s a bit disappointed, because he did want to help capture criminals. But if he stayed too long, people would start talking. “What kind, is my question.”

Ron smiled. “It’s us. We’ll figure it out, don’t you worry. And if you don’t have a plan, there’s always Hermione.”

Ron was the absolute best and Harry did not deserve his friendship.

That’s all, folks!

If y’all have a title, I’d appreciate it because I have absolutely no title.

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I haven’t done one of these in forever. But there hasn’t really been anything to report. I realized last fall that I was in a slow decline again. Which was depressing and discouraging. So I pretty much gave up doing anything except surviving.

In December I went through a really rough patch emotionally. It was just a lot of crap combined. Nothing in particular. But I left Tumblr to try and protect myself as best I could to keep from tumbling into a full fledged depression.

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Last week I was actually sleepy before midnight, like couldn’t stay awake. I don’t know what that was about and my body does it every once in a while. So I took advantage of it and have been trying to flip my sleep schedule which had been sleeping between 6 am - 4 or 5 pm.

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But that’s it right now. I’ve now tried everything I could find to try to help my energy and there are no more options at this time. Current research says they could have a blood test for CFS in 10 years, and a treatment another 10 - 15 years after that. FML

Which I mean is better than the never it’s been the last 8 years I’ve had this, but 20 years is a long time to keep existing like this. (Sidenote: go watch Unrest on Netflix. It’s basically a documentary about my life. Watch it and make everyone else you know watch it. The more awareness there is, the faster a treatment will be developed.)

I was waiting on 3 drugs to pass FDA Phase III trials last year. 1 failed and the other 2 are MIA. So I don’t know if there will be anything new for a while.

In the meantime, I’ve had to drop all my group chats because they hurt my head. My fatigue is starting to severely limit anything I can do, to the point that I can’t even read fan fic anymore or play video games on my PC.

I have discovered a craft I can do, which is latch hooking. It’s super easy and super big, so I don’t have to concentrate and my hands can actually use the tool pretty easily.

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On first look, the sloping panels seem like a nightmare to establish, not just with setting it up but also having to paint and dress a sloping outwards wall to make it seem like a functional spaceship. My job is to focus on how the audio environment reacts to this set, of course the echo will be an issue and the roofs at this stage have not been planned to be set in stone, rather we will take large panels of polystyrene or other soundproofing to make up for the echo within the warehouse space. Alongside this, there have been no plans for what type of doors will be installed, be it sliding or some strange fictional forcefield barrier, that will be another thing to sort later on in production.

To begin with, the set was not tremendously tough to build, there were plenty of hands at help and both groups were excited to start the project. Unfortunately within the same week of beginning the build of this set, a few of us were on the trip to Aesthetica Film Festival 2019 in York which of course pulled us away from our natural responsibilities for the week, prior to this we had tried our absolute best to present at least one set before we left for the film festival. Which we managed to do so, whilst on the trip we found that almost no one had been to help build the other set, but this was rectified by the time we had come back so we were able to help with the finishing touches on that particular set.

The building itself proved not too tricky but definitely tough for a few of us, I was horribly ill in the flu fashion although I hadn’t known so, therefore I continued to come in and help build and help dress set, there were a few days I took off in the midst of dressing the set as our producer Sarah thought it’d be best if I didn’t pass on my seemingly contagious flu to the other crew members. Of course I feel awful for having caused that risk to the team, but I’m happy to be able to say I tried my utmost to help and to get the set up and running.

Dressing the set was very fun and although we had to push through two days of whitewashing the walls, it was worth it for the end product of a full-fledged spaceship. My contributions went from gluing singular calculator buttons onto what seemed like ATM structures to look like a keypad for the doors, to buying paint and acetate for windows, to taping fake ivy onto the walls in a realistic manner, to creating a comical ‘scanner’ for Mara. I also thought it best if there was a pipe that the waterline should run through for the plant sustenance, which in place of this we added a whole metal pipe onto the wall and imitation pipes to make it seem as if the water tank runs through those pipes.

The whole project felt real at this point, as there was a palpable sense that the film was going to be happening, we could see what the audience would be seeing, we could fabricate the setting in our favour, we found the fun in giving each item and prop a story of their own.

#rad004 #film201 #screencraft

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kethwithlove · 4 years

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KWENTONG JOLLIBEE

I did get my first “real job” when I was 16 and I called it my “gateway to adulthood”.

I was 4th year college when I joined Jollibee. I applied as a Service Crew because I wanted to experience how to earn money and sustain my needs in school without a help from my parents. I submitted my application in Jollibee-JP Laurel, Davao which is near to my school (USeP-Obrero). I was told to wait for a text or call for an interview. I received a message from Jollibee 2 weeks after I submitted my resume. “Gikulbaan ko nga wa ko kasabot nga feeling.”

The day of my Interview

Ma’am Anne. Fierce, beautiful and cool. She asked me a lot about my skills, talents and my attitude towards customers. Purely situational questions. I was nervous and a bit excited. Ma’am Anne endorsed me to the next phase of the interview.

Ma’am Diane. She was pregnant that time. A little moody but soft-hearted. She doesn’t like the smell of my perfume (Vanilla scent) but she managed to have a conversation with me. She was wearing a hanky-mask when she interviewed me.

When she asked me “Keth, how do you see yourself in Jollibee?” I said, “Honestly, I don’t know yet, Ma’am since this is my first ever job. Maybe this is my gateway to adulthood.” She laughed. I was fragile that time, an innocent girl without any idea what future brings. Ma’am Diane told me to wait for a text with a big smile on her lovely face.

I GOT THE JOB!

I received an SMS that I needed to attend the orientation. I was in awe! To my surprise, I was hired and became part of the pioneer team of Jollibee-Buhangin. A perfect timing, indeed.

Orientation Day. Ma’am Diane (Store Manager) holding the mic. Sir Jerzon (ICT expert and Singer) and my co-trainees.

TRAINING

We had our training at Jollibee-JP Laurel, Buhangin. It’s not a simple training BUT a very challenging yet rewarding training.

Ma’am Yen. Witty, pretty and jolly. She was my mentor. She trained me a lot. I thought I only needed to learn on how to host a party, fix the mascot and assist customers BUT to my surprise, I needed to LEARN everything in JOLLIBEE. I’m obliged to passed the certification before they endorsed me from a crew trainee to a full-fledged Service Crew.

I had one memorable experience with Mama Yen. My FIRST task as the Store Marketing Officer.

The client booked for a 3-hour seminar. As the assigned crew, I reminded the client that she only had 30min left. 3hrs beyond is subject for an additional fee. She did not listen to me. She consumed 4hrs already. When she asked for the bill, she was so mad that she needed to pay for an additional hour. She scolded me. I was trained by Mama Yen to empathize and to stay calm whenever I encounter an irate customer. I explained the excess charges but she was furious. Mama Yen rescued me. Phew!

Another palpak day. I booked a wrong date for a children’s party. Kitchen crew prepared the ordered food based on the booking. Feel nako palayason nako ni Mama Yen.🤣 Ratol na pud ko. But, Mama Yen is professional. She just told me “Ketch, lesson learned. Next time, tan-awa jud ang kalendaryo.” Thanks to my katangahan, the food they prepared turned out to be our CREW MEAL.

Ketch. Mama Yen’s endearment. I love her so much. She’s now in Canada with her family. I missed her a lot!

Ground ZERO

I experienced the following training: The “ACKNOWLEDGE” word, order-taking, cashier station, drive-thru cashier, customer service, POS machine training, kitchen, fry, inventory of stocks, sanitation, proper calling of orders (PC for POS 1 spag 1 to go please), and a lot more! Imagine how difficult it was for a first timer. But, I was happy. Tired but rewarding.

My FIRST HOSTING career in Jollibee

I was still a TRAINEE when I experienced my first hosting career in Jollibee.

We had the chance to visit the House of Hope Foundation for Kids with Cancer Inc. located inside SPMC (Southern Philippines Medical Center). We had an outreach program sponsored by two Jollibee stores (JP Laurel and Buhangin).

I was a bit scared but somehow excited because that was my first time to host an event outside the store’s premises. Looking on the face of the children with Cancer made me brave. I needed to do well.

Ma’am Diane tapped my shoulder and said, “Kaya mo yan, Keth!” Sir Jerzon wished me luck as well. Sir Lan helped me with the mascot.

From the Left: Ma’am Diane, Me, Ma’am Jinggay, Sir Yan, crew mates, Sir Lan, Sir Jerzon and the rest of the team.

OPENING OF JOLLIBEE BUHANGIN

Jollibee BUHANGIN Grand Opening

The Management Team

From the Left: Ma’am Diane (Store Manager), Sir Jerzon, Ma’am Anne, Sir Yan, Sir Lan, JB Staff and Ma’am Jinggay

Sir Jerzon. Famous line: Oooh Yeah! Sir Jerzon was the coolest among them. He loves singing. The most memorable day I had with Sir Jerzon was during my birthday. He was with us ALL DAY (til’ dawn). We had Karaoke sesh, too!

Hi, Sir Jerzon!

One day, we received a letter (memo). It was gloomy. Everything went dull. There was a directive to transfer Sir Jerzon to another Jollibee branch. I was in pain. I cried like a baby. Begged Sir Jerzon to stay. But, we had no choice. Sir Jerzon left a little scar in our hearts that time.

It’s been 14 years, nothing has changed. Sir Jerzon is still HIM. Idol! He is now a successful Broker. If you guys are looking for a House and Lot or Condominium, Sir Jerzon can help you.

Sir Jerzon, THANK YOU! You taught me a lot of things. You are not just the PCQ Manager but our Big Brother.

Ma’am Jinggay. She was my confidant. I was with her during her Ups and Downs. There have been many hardships and struggles, but through it all, Ma’am Jinggay tried to remain grateful and focused on the positives along the way. She was a strong woman.

Ma’am Jinggay hired me as a Tutor to her Kids – Ena and Patty. How can I not love you, Ma’am Jinggay? I will never forget your kindness. I will always treasure you, Ma’am Jing.

Ma’am Jinggay and Me

Ma’am Anne. Soft-spoken and sweet. She always got my back. I loved how she treated me since day one. She never scolded me (ever). My crewmate always thought that I am Ma’am Anne’s fave because I can talk to her confidently without hesitation. There was one time that my crewmate accidentally forgot to turn off the electric deep fryer during the opening shift. From french fries to “burnt fries”. That was the first time I saw a dragon that has awakened from her deep slumber. Hahaha! Everyone was afraid to Ma’am Anne. They even asked me to collect their DTRs to be signed by Ma’am Anne. They didn’t know that Ma’am Anne was also preoccupied that time. His son was sick and she needed to go to work early because she was the Manager (Opener) for the week.

“What time na, Keths?”, “nag inom na ba kaya sya ug tambal karon noh…”, “Keths, ikaw na bahala arrange sa bookings ha?”, “Ang drive thru, Keths palihog ko ikaw salo ug absent ang naka assign.”, “Keths, thank you kaayo ha sa pagsabot nako.”

The sad part. When I decided to resign, I handed her my resignation letter. She was teary-eyed. I gave her a puppy stuff toy for her to remember me. 🙂 She asked me multiple times if I’m 100% sure. Dili jud siguro gusto ni M’Anne nga mulakaw ko.

Ma’am Anne, you know how much I love and respect you.

Sir Lan. “Boy Astig” with a Heart. I hated him sometimes. Why? He always assigned me as the ASSEMBLER. He wanted me to run and lose weight. HAHAHA!

“Kethelle! Ayaw sigeg petiks diha. Dagan kung kailangan.”

“Kethelle! Hustle!”

“Kethelle! Second TC. Abtik!”

“Kethelle! Kuha ug tissue and ketchup sa stock room! Hustle!”

You see. I can’t make him smile but when I got an accident, he laughed so hard! The floor was slippery. Sir Lan lend me his hands. He said, “Kethelle, pag amping sunod. Pero mu bounce ra man ka ba. Hahahaha!”

There was one time that our PC (Product Control) crew got a flu. Sir Lan took over the PC station. I witnessed his dedication towards his job as a Manager. He did not left the Kitchen until the end of mid-shift. I was like “WOW! Wa ko magtuo nga ingon ana ka paspas si Sir Lan ma PC, han-ay kaayo ang Kitchen!”.

Sir Lan, how’s Canada? I hope to see you ONE DAY kay gimingaw nako sa imong kasaba. HAHAHA!

Sir Yan. I have my Mama Yen, and I also have Papa Yan. 🙂

He loves LECHON. Hahaha!

This man has a GENUINE HEART. He’s really fun and likes to joke around, and he loves sarcasm (sometimes). I think he we just trying to figure out to make a balance from being a Manager and a friend. 🙂

The telephone number (the digits) of Jollibee Buhangin was his birthday. He was the OPENING MANAGER. I don’t know the exact designation but his job is to OPEN A NEW JOLLIBEE BRANCH. He loves to stay at the rooftop of JB-Buhangin store. He loved it there.

He is still connected with Jollibee until now. ISA KANG ALAMAT SIR YAN! Ginabaligyaan ko niya ug Valentus Coffee para mupayat na daw ko. Haha!

FRIENDSHIP

I met a lot of people working in Jollibee. My co-trainees and the Regular (Tekton) crews. No guts, no glory – that was our motto. Amidst the challenging training, we were happy. We enjoyed every bonding and the journey we had in Jollibee. I miss them.

Your Jollibee Store Marketing Officer is now a Public School Teacher. I am who I am now because of Jollibee.

Daghang Salamat, Jollibee!

My Jollibee Story KWENTONG JOLLIBEE I did get my first “real job” when I was 16 and I called it my “gateway to adulthood”.

#firstjob #Jollibee #jollibee story #kwentong jollibee

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rogueanalystblog · 4 years

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The Bat Effect

When a weakened human organism is infected by the Corona Virus/SARS-CoV-2, it is more likely to suffer more damage and go through a more severe, if not critical, order of events up to ending up in intensive care or even facing death.

This is by now probably not really a novelty to most readers, as I am writing this during the peak of the Corona crisis in Europe. However, this crisis exposes not just individual health related weaknesses, but also a much larger systemic and political one.

When the new kind of disease started to spread in Wuhan, Chinese authorities opted for a full lock-down of huge metropolitan area with more than 10 million people, all after counting just 400 cases, and sent in a well-oiled machine to combat and suppress the outbreak on January 23rd 2020. Today is March 19th 2020 and Mainland China did not report a single new case, apart from a few imported ones that they intercepted at the airport, while in Europe we are now surpassing the death toll of the Chinese with new infections still growing in an explosive manner and it is becoming more and more clear that each and every European state does not have the capacity to deal with a pandemic of this magnitude. And by European states we are not talking about Moldova or Ukraine, but Italy, Germany, Belgium, France, Switzerland, Britain, Spain, Sweden et cetera, so realtively wealthy countries with a reputation for having very solid healthcare systems and well trained physicians and other specialists. So how on earth is it possible, that it is exactly here where the virus hits hardest? Has the disease not spread from Mainland China? Has Europe not had weeks or even months to brace for the impact? Why are they so unprepared? Did they not bother to formulate action plans in case of a pandemic outbreak? They had to deal with the threat of terror attacks for two decades now, so they should have had every reason to prepare for such scenarios.

Yet they did not. Even weeks and months into the outbreak, Europe did not even bother to cancel flights or screen passengers, let alone instruct doctors and hospitals to test patients with certain symptoms for Covid-19, the lung disease that follows from a Corona infection. Au contraire, it was European “specialists”, some of them not even physicians but veterinaries, like in the case of the German Robert Koch Institute, who posed as experts on a virus that they have never seen and that they did not fully understand. While even in China, the virus sent about 4% of all infected into their early grave, European virologists and health experts compared the SARS-CoV-2 with the normal Influenza or flu, which in fact has a death-rate of usually less than 0.1%. Instead of demanding decisive measures, controls, testings and ramping up of capacities across the board (hospital beds, desinfectants, consumables like masks et cetera), they downplayed the threat and advised for letting the virus spread through the population to allow for a “herd immunity” to develop, a collective resistance against the virus. At the same time a number of Asian states have taken all sorts of measures to contain the virus and even reducing the number of new cases down to zero, effectively eradicating the virus, at least for the time being, and thus buying time to develop vaccines and medication to manage it better down the road.

Letting a virus, to which your population has not acquired said immunity (which by the playbook of mother nature is a rather cruel process that goes hand in hand with high casualties, just think of the smallpox that killed up to 90% of the native South American population a few centuries ago). demonstrates an almost criminal incompetence and negligance.

And while the death rate in Wuhan was just shy of 4%, the death rate in Italy stands currently at a whopping 8.3% (when you divide the number of deaths by the number of reported cases). And it is not just the old and sick that perish. It is doctors and nurses, who are under great stress. It is the younger ones who have a chronic condition, known or unknown, and it is in general people of all ages, whose immune system is just temporarily not in shipshape to combat this new virus and who are thus affected most severly. In short: the virus is a threat to everyone across the board.

Now compared to the smallpox that hit the indigenious populations in South America, the Corona Virus is relatively “mild”, it will not wipe out the population. However letting the virus spread in this uncontrolled fashion is playing lottery with the lives of millions and effectively a euthanasia program for anyone whose health is already impacted by another condition. In short: it is something we would have expected from an autocratic corrupt dicatatorship or one-party state but not something that happens in relatively rich, civilized and democratic Europe. A continent which supposedly values the individual and which would be expected to go to extreme lengths to protect its population. And yet it is exactly European countries that play nonchalantly with an unknown disease and who are putting up with enormous risks for their citizens,while China and Vietnam, both undemocratic one-party regimes, keep the disease in check and effectively protect their nation against it.

By now, we have to ask ourselves the painful question: why has Europe let this happen? We have more than enough governments, institutions, universities and reasearch facilities and yet almost none alarmed the wider public, in fact they all downplayed the issue up to the point when it became clear that they were all massively wrong.

The even more painful answer is that this is a systemic failture. Our systems are not that democratic as we want to think they are. They are way more rotten and corrupt, in same cases even more than certain autocratic regimes, than we try to autosuggest to ourselves. And they are way more unprepared to deal with a real crisis, that cannot be inflated away by central bankers. In fact our systems have decayed to the point where they are not any more capable of sound decision making processes and probably have been already for some time. It is not a question of left or right, or individual politicians. It is a question of the whole sytem of government that buys support with empty promises and debt and yet fails to deliver in times of need. So far we were lucky and many government failures could be contained or their effects postponed to future generations, but this one is different. The virus does not care about interest rates or currency reforms. It does not change its deadly impact or just goes away by relabeling it or using the wrong statistics to downplay the effects. The virus itself is a fact that cannot be negotiated away and no PR campaign will be able to contain it. What Corona did, was exposing the rotten state of Europe (and maybe the US of A) and the collective incompetence of our elites and maybe our own because we put them there.

And when the day comes and we will have survived the outbreak, surely with massive losses in terms of health and jobs and lives, we will have to get up and start another kind of therapy: fixing our democracies.

You all have probably heard the phrase that crisis is just another word for opportunity. And in this case, Corona is exactly what the doctor ordered. A painful wakeup call. And if we gonna miss this, the next disaster will just just follow. And who knows, the next plague will not just contend itself with 3% or 8% but maybe 10 % or 60%? The next economic recession might not just result in bouncing back in the next 10 months but may become a full-fledged depression (as it partially has been in southern Europe already since 2009). In short: if we gonna miss this one, reality will most likely continue to punish us harder and harder, up to the point where we start to learn and adapt, or jump off the stage of history itself.

Agreed, today we all stick together, take care of our loved ones, our neighbours and ourselves. Today we have to fight this battle against this invisible enemy, but when this is over, we will have to start asking questions.

A bat made a Chinese man feel a bit funny in late autumn or summer and all of Europe came apart at the seams in spring...the bat effect. And before you try to blame the Chinese government for not “controlling enough” (oh the irony!) or the Chinese people for their exotic eating habits: this could have been anything, from a bat soup in Wuhan to an undercooked chicken in Madras or foul shrimp in your salad that was served in a bistro in your neighbourhood. These things happen, but it is your job to contain it and deal with it. And by these standards Europe (and by the looks of it America as well) has already failed spectacularly.

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