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sunsetzer · 10 months

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As I was drinking coffee this morning I started thinking about what the returners' drink preferences were and this came out of my head (under a cut because it's a bit long):

Terra is very sweet so I imagine she likes sweet coffee drinks, something like a vanilla cappuccino. She doesn't enjoy it if it's not sweetened enough but isn't going to complain if someone brings her coffee that isn't quite to her liking.

Locke is the kind of guy to show up to a meeting 10 minutes late with starbucks (that Edgar probably paid for). What he drinks could barely qualify as coffee and is more along the lines of "very wet cake". One sip would probably send Gau into orbit.

As a guy who lives in the desert, I imagine Edgar would rather drink iced coffee than hot, with a little cream and sugar in it. Even if the party is staying in a snowy place like Narshe, he's just in the habit of liking a cold drink. I also picture him as someone who only has coffee in the morning, and enjoys iced herbal teas through the day. His favourites aren't the expensive imported teas he is gifted by noblemen and politicians looking to get on the king's good side, but rather those that are made with the leaves and petals of plants endemic to the Figaro desert-- they remind him of home. (Where do they get ice? He's probably personally responsible for the creation of the ice box in their world.)

Sabin doesn't particularly like coffee, but he loves tea. Since he doesn't live in the desert 24/7 like his brother, he drinks it hot. After a hard day's work training he relaxes with a pot of his favourite herbal tea (similarly to Edgar, his favourite is a tea from Figaro for the same reason) in a peaceful manner that would surprise anyone but his brother.

Setzer has expensive taste in coffee, and prefers dark roasts with stronger flavour. He doesn't drink it black, though; he adds a splash of liqueur or an alcoholic cream (like putting bailey's in your coffee except way more ridiculously expensive). He swears it's only for the flavour, but there are maybe some of his worse days where that's not entirely true. He also drinks several cups of the stuff in a day, because the man is perpetually tired. He's possibly built up a tolerance to caffeine at this point like one does for alcohol (which I imagine he also has a high tolerance for).

Celes says she only enjoys coffee with a splash of cream, but she actually does like the same sweet drinks as Terra occasionally. She'll never admit it to anyone but Terra.

Resident feral child Gau had a sip of coffee one (1) time and has since been banned from all caffeine. He tore through the Falcon faster than any human person should be able to run and knocked over many things, including but not limited to a very disgruntled Setzer, who taught him a new curse word in response. Gau then hopped around shouting this new word for everyone to hear. Locke thought it was hilarious.

Shadow prefers his coffee black, but isn't picky if someone offers him a drink with something added to it. He strikes me as someone who likes it almost hot enough to burn.

Strago wants to drink coffee but Relm manages to sneak decaf into his mug more often than not. The man's 71 years old, too much caffeine might send him into cardiac arrest.

Relm herself thinks coffee is gross and adults are weird for enjoying it. She sneaked a sip of Shadow's black coffee once and was turned off of the stuff forever, despite being told that there are sugary drinks that aren't as bitter.

Cyan doesn't drink coffee, but occasionally drinks tea. Specifically, he drinks a traditional calming Doman herbal tea that reminds him of peaceful nights spent with his lost family, on nights when his mind wanders to his darkest memories. If he closes his eyes in the quiet, he can almost feel as though he is back in that castle, before the kingdom fell. It doesn't make him sad, though; it's cathartic.

Mog doesn't drink much coffee or tea, but he does like hot cocoa. Relm thinks he's the only sane one because adult drinks are weird and gross.

Absolutely under no circumstances should Umaro be given coffee. The consequences are very much the same as with Gau, but with much more devastating results. A caffeinated yeti managed to storm his way into the Falcon's engine room once and proceeded to knock several things out of place, causing the airship to make a crash landing. Edgar and Setzer spent three days repairing the damage.

Nobody knows what Gogo's coffee preferences are, mostly because nobody knows what Gogo exactly is. They have revealed nothing and will continue to be an enigma.

#my post #final fantasy vi #final fantasy 6 #ff6 #locke cole #terra brandford #setzer gabbiani #sabin rene figaro #edgar roni figaro #celes chere #i know for sure they have tags but idk about the others #enjoy my silly headcanons i tend to do this A Lot with something I fixate on #feel free to lmk if you wanna see more I'd be happy to share

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ariesbilly · 5 months

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Tag Game Friday

I was tagged by @svetlanayevgenivna

1. If you could switch bodies with anybody for only one hour who would it be and what would you do? liv pollock so i can peg dacre montgomery for an hour straight

2. What's your most trivial/dumbest hot take? i have so many i dont even know where to begin. oh i got one. taylor swifts popularity is directly related to the mass stupidity of humanity going on right now lmfao

3. If you had to teach a college course what would it be? lady gagas influence on pop culture in the late 00s/2010s

4. Season 12 of shameless is suddenly happening and you’ve been put in charge! What plot points are you going to make happen? gallavich main storyline with mickey becoming accustomed to living outside of the south side, bring fiona back with jimmysteve, bring sandy back and give her a proper lesbian relationship cuz it was wasted on debbie i'll tell you that. debbie can stay gone idk where she is and i dont care. also MUCH mickey and sandy shenanigans.

5. Who would be your godly parent? (Can be any mythology) AMPHITRITE was the goddess-queen of the sea, wife of Poseidon, and eldest of the fifty Nereides. She was the female personification of the sea--the loud-moaning mother of fish, seals and dolphins.

6. What’s something you love about yourself? I don’t care what other people think about me and I can formulate my own opinions. <- stealing that from alexa

7. Describe your day in 5 emojis: 🎄🐶📱🍝😂

8. What Shameless character do you think you could beat in a fight? liam easily lmfao probably jimmysteve as well

9. Tell us 2 truths and a lie, we’ll try to guess the lie! i climbed the tallest lighthouse in florida, in high school i had my english teacher pick me up for lunch on the weekend and she was later fired for what the rumor mill was saying was for having sexual relations with a student, and ive swam with sharks

10. Do you have a pet(s), if so, how did they get their names? my puppy! bela <3 she is named after bela lugosi :')

11. Show us a meme (or picture) that captures your essence.

12. What’s your typical coffee/tea/beverage order? i do not drink coffee or tea. when i eat out i generally just drink water, if i get alcohol i like anything fruity and sweet. typical starbucks order is a non coffee frappe. from dunkin i like their coolatas. fast food could be literally anything depends on my mood

13. Use a song to describe the last 5 years of your life? girl i dont fucking know. theres gotta be more to life by stacie orrico lmao

Tagging: anyone who watches shameless idk

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redgoldblue · 1 year

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[@itwoodbeprefect submitted:] showing up late with starbucks etc for the wip tag game: can i. can i say 1, 2 AND 7 for h50? because i was going to say 1 and 2 from the things that hadn’t been picked yet and then i saw 7. (and also. if you want to. i’d love to hear anything at all about huggy & pete!)

me? turn down an opportunity to talk about my wips? it’s even less likely than you’d think (also tbf i very much did also send you four so. fair turnaround)

Spinning Faster Than The Plane That Took You (I Don’t Want To Miss You Like This)

You’d expect this to be post-Aloha, wouldn’t you? but ha! it’s not! tricked and fooled! it’s intra-Ka I'o, which is a far more depressing place to be. Basically there’s this one very very brief shot of Danny, when he first hears Steve’s voice over the phone after he’s been dark in Mexico for months - this one - and the sheer emotion Scott Caan conveyed in those three seconds pushed me into writing an entire ficlet of Danny’s POV on those months. it’s. well let’s be honest it’s sad and one of those fics that comes out of the woodwork to challenge my assertion that I don’t write angst. But we all know that plotline ends in hotel-bed sharing h/c (…as I’ve already written) so it’s okay. also i know i said they were all / in the heading but there’s actually a decent chance this will be one of my trademark ‘could be & or / shrug emoji up to you’ specials.

Danny usually changes his phone background pretty regularly, cycling through new and old photos of his kids with occasional cameos from other family and/or ohana members. When Steve left, it had been a shot of Grace teaching Charlie to balance on a surfboard at the edge of Steve’s beach, with Steve in his stupid low-slung swim shorts hovering just out of arm’s reach watching them. It stays as that for one week, two weeks, a month, two months and more. Until Danny’s pushing down the feeling that it might be an ‘in memoriam’ photo every time his phone lights up, and still can’t bring himself to change it, because what if the next time it lights up with news that Steve’s safe? What if keeping this moment of Steve at his most antithetical to whatever it is he’s doing right now – soft and happy and paternal, with sandburn the greatest danger in mind; but simultaneously with a stance borne from exactly the same instinct that drove him to Mexico in the first place – concern for and protection of his family, whether necessary or deserved or neither – what if that’s somehow the only thing reaching across the miles between them and tying Steve to life? It’s a stupid thought, and Danny should know better by now than to tie his anxiety to stupid superstitions, but any time he’s clicked into his photos he’s just been presented with the absence of Steve from the last months. The absence of any photos from the last months, really, apart from a couple of Charlie, because when you spend your days working and your nights trying to stop yourself from falling back into a bottle and from there into a pattern of alcoholism you thought you’d left behind ten years ago, there’s not a lot of photo opportunities.

(Four) Seasons of Love

Okay, this one is a lot more usual fare. I haven’t worked on it for a while bc state of disrepair’s been taking up the longh50fic portion of my brain but I will go back to it eventually bc. undercover as honeymooners! they’re undercover as honeymooners! at a resort! to catch a husband-wife jewel thief team! Steve comes into it going 'oh, this is the perfect opportunity to push one of us (Danny) into some kind of action on the thing we both obviously know about but won’t admit (that we’re in love with each other)’ while Danny, who’s POV, spends the entire time going 'why is Steve being so absolutely painful in aggravating my definitely unrequited love/lust that he definitely doesn’t know about’ until Steve finally breaks and calls him an idiot. There’s a creepy fish lamp (which is a real thing in the actual Four Seasons Lanai suites, where they are) that Danny instantly develops a grudge against.

“The point is-” Danny said, and was about to hit Steve in the chest with the back of his hand to emphasise said point when, in rapid succession, three things happened: the boat hit an outlandishly large wave, Danny lost his footing and almost his champagne, and Steve’s quick reflexes and occasional chivalrous instincts kicked in. The combined result of which was that all of a sudden Steve was holding two champagne flutes with one hand and Danny with the other.

Well, that was a slightly unfair description. Steve’s hand was on Danny, specifically on his lower back, but he was also using his entire arm and somehow most of his torso to hold him.

Meaning Danny was essentially plastered against Steve.

And, this being a reciprocal relationship, Steve was plastered against Danny.

And if anything, the hand on his back seemed to be pressing him even closer.

Behind them, someone let out an ‘aww’, and Steve’s expression twisted up into something that was half-smirk and half-fond grin. He held the champagne flutes out to Danny, and Danny took them numbly and without protest, because his brain was spending all its focus telling his body not to react to having Steve pressed against him through what he was rapidly realising had to be the world’s thinnest t-shirt.

Doing anything without protest was a mistake when it came to Steve. Danny was reminded of this fact when the next thing Steve did with his now-free hand was raise it to Danny’s face, lean down, and kiss him.

The Irritating, Annoying, Infuriating, (Effective) Seduction Techniques of One Steven J. McGarrett

Okay, so this one was directly inspired by Deus Ex Girlfriend sending me round the bend, and doesn’t currently have much other than the title and what-will-end-up-as-the-blurb actually written down, but it’s on the back burner of my mind as a Fun Easy one to fill up one of my Fun Easy slots next year. it starts out with Danny accidentally getting Steve to taste pasta sauce off Danny’s fingers and ends up with Steve hand-feeding Danny Indian takeaway because like I said Deus Ex Girlfriend drove me insane. the aforementioned blurb:

Danny manages to gather enough breath to ask, “How…?”

“Oh, it’s good, Danny,” Steve husks, low in the back of his throat, maintaining steady eye contact.

[…]

He definitely wasn’t talking about the sauce.

Steve didn’t actually get nicknamed 'Smooth Dog’ for nothing.

Huggy & Pete

my best friends Huggy and Pete…. Pete starts fairly unobtrusively hanging around the Pits every afternoon, and Huggy’s like… okay. sure. guess I’m babysitting now. and then notices that Pete seems to be taking specifically a lot of interest in the queer denizens of the Pits, and goes 'ah. okay. I’m queersitting’. Eventually Pete comes out as nb to Huggy before anyone else. Basically this is just an excuse for me to write a) genderqueer Pete and b) Aunty Huggy Bear and his Known Queer Safe Space The Pits

“Who’s that?”

Huggy follows her gaze to the corner booth, where a stocky woman in straight jeans and a collared shirt with an open-to-closed button ratio to rival any of Starsky’s is sitting. She’s got one arm flung out along the back of the seat and the other around the curvaceous, dark-haired lady sitting close enough to in her lap that her flared skirt is draping over both their legs. “That’s Bertha,” he tells Pete with a deliberate blandness. “And her girlfriend, Andi.” He doesn’t really expect a bad reaction from a kid with Pete’s fashion - and nickname - tastes, who spends half their time around Starsky and Hutch and who clearly came to the Pits with some kinda crisis of her own, but Hug hadn’t got where he’d got by not being careful. He didn’t get where he’d got with bad instincts, neither, which was backed up well enough when Pete’s response was a breathy, “She’s so cool.”

(also, just for you:)

“Ugh. My guinea pig never has to think about this stuff.”

Huggy still wasn’t sure precisely what the stuff in question was, but that’d play out eventually. Meantimes, “You have a guinea pig?”

Pete looked up at him, brightening slightly. “Yeah. Uncle Starsky gave her to me. He’d called her Louise, but that was a stupid name. She’s called Flamer now.”

#Hawaii Five 0 #Starsky and Hutch #Starsky & Hutch #McDanno #Danny Williams #Huggy Bear Brown #Pete Edwards #my writing #itwoodbeprefect #mine

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dreamslogs · 2 years

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September 1, 2022: Log #33

☁️Weather: Sunny with a high of 92, low of 67, humidity of 81%, feels like 76

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💎7:00 AM: Wake up & drink coffee in bed

💜8:00 AM: Eat breakfast with my roommate

I ate grits

💎8:30 AM: Do my morning routine & get ready for the day

💄Todays Makeup

Eyebrows: Kosas Brow Pop Clean Dual-Action Defining Eyebrow Pencil & Kosas Air Brow Tinted Clean Volumizing Eyebrow Gel

Lipgloss: NYX Butter Gloss in Cranberry Pie

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🎵What I listened to while getting ready: Teachers Off Duty Podcast

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💜9:00 AM: Leave for campus

💎9:20 AM: Do some homework in the Anthropology Lounge

💜10:00 AM: Go to Starbucks & get a treat

I drank a dirty chai and ate a grilled cheese

💎11:00 AM: Forensic Anthropology class

💜12:30 PM: Historical Archaeology class

💎2:00 PM: Fiction Writing Workshop

💜3:30 PM: Head home

💎4:15 PM: Eat a late snack

I ate a granola bar

💜4:45 PM: Go check out a new grocery store with my roommate

💎6:00 PM: Get home & do homework while watching Doctor Who with my roommate

💜7:15 PM: Eat dinner

I ate vodka pasta

💎10:15 PM: Separate for bed

💜10:30 PM: Do my nighttine routine & settle down in bed

💎10:45 PM: Watch some Good Omens

💜11:45 PM: Put on some ASMR and go to sleep

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🖋Notes on the day🖋

Today was kind of chaotic, I’m still not sure how I feel about having 3 classes back fo back but I’m getting used to it. Forensic Anthropology was kind of stressful because she would show us an actual piece of bone within the skull and then have us label it on a really bad black and white worksheet of the entire skull - so we know we did stuff wrong. Other than that, 2 of my roommates were gone for the night so me and another one just rewatched Doctor Who (specifically Matt Smith) for a couple of hours and it was a good time.

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babygirlaffirmations · 6 months

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11-17-23

For the most part everything is accurate as far as to what happened on each day. But I've had a lot of cummies and sometimes my memory isn't great. Everything happened it's just some minor things on what day.

Tuesday: part written in a previous. Deepest little space. Need refresh on what to write here. Puyallup class. Talk with Akira where he admits to being sexist. Just wanted to try to build a community connection. Was gross. 26 cummies. First long drive where we really utilized that car time for cummies. Going to his class full of his cummies. I can't remember which day. I think this one. There was one scene that he suggested a pause. And used the brief pause to text his wife while I was naked and run down on his bed. I was pissed.

Wednesday: Work scheduled from 9-4. Get sent home early. Take food to go. Master's first experience at the bodega before it closes. Get sent off work at about 2:30. Patrick was mad I spent like 5 mins with Master in a booth. When it was dead. And I was supposed to go home early anyways. Get food to go. See bodega. Go back to the hotel and eat food next to him on the pet bed. I think this is the day we were at the end of the meal and he ended up walking out for a call. Right after I had just said being at his feet was my favorite place. Irony and a slap in the face. His class 6-9. Edmonds class. 40 cummies.

Thursday: Contract start. Empty class. Kitty play. Missed doctor's appointment. Snapdoodle. Bought a sticker. Bought my kitty play collar and tag.

Day starts with us having a 11:45 appointment for my doctor. We went up running late after sleeping in and breakfast pickup at Starbucks taking too long. Rescheduled for 1:15. Used the interim to go to snapdoodle and get toys. Got my fidget snake doodle. Got my crumble fidget, a tiny cow, and a gold bath bomb. Went to the appointment. Got medication refills put in. Got another appointment set with Dian. Set an appointment next month with a nutritionist. So I can see someone again about my Arfid and also work on my cholesterol lowering. Trying to add more fruit in. Decided to skip zoo to try to prioritize contract. That ended to not done early like we wanted. Instead went to pet store for kitty play collar and tag. Decided my kitty play name can be my sub name, Phedra. It's a cute pink collar with stones on it that look like pearls. And silver ones. And a jack skellington tag. Went and got some basic groceries and ate tendies. Traffic was awful and we ended up getting to his office like 7-10 mins late. I guess someone showed up and left cuz the building was locked. But everything happens for a reason. We ended up using 2.5 hours of down time there for a big combined paper pros and cons list. And then rough draft our contract. And use car ride to think of new habits to add to obedience app. We started a like 1.5 hour car ride talk about the realistic expectations of dating him. As far as his family needing access to him. Which interrupts a lot. Multiple times daily. And that often every 4-5 visits his family comes with him to Seattle and stays with him. Which means likely 2 or so skipped visits a year. I think realistically as much as it sucks it would help to at least get one date night in on those times. So we don't have a 2 month drought. I know I would be absolutely shattered and devastated to skip a visit. Knowing the prior visit that a month will be skipped may also help. If we could even get a small date and/or time for sexy time at all that visit it would help tremendously. The idea of being put on the back burner for a visit sounds so awful. Won't be the next visit since Master let me request it off already. But that's gonna break me into a million pieces. That whole interim will suck. That whole month will suck. And during that specific week I'm gonna be absolutely likely not able to function at all. Everything else seems miniscule to the idea of missing a whole visit when that's all we have in person. Really hoping he can work with his wife and family and minimize missed visits. It would be nice if we never had to do that... But unrealistic. But ideal. 😵‍💫 It would also be nice if they could talk and we could have one night that week where she watches the kids. But may have to settle for a couple hours instead of most of a week. Which is already a lot. But would prefer that over going 2 months without my amazing Master and owner. We need that physical. And our physical connection is so strong in so many ways. Our mostly long/short distance relationship needs the visits to keep thriving. Neither of us would be happy with an only long distance relationship. Or losing a big chunk of what in person time we do have. Anyways done harping on that. After our long talk. Filling out that pros and cons list and rough drafting the contract and listening to a chapter of Kushiel's dart together. After all that we got back to the hotel. And decided we had time and space for the kitty play scene we had planned and that I smartly purchased 2 hours of on obedience. Crawling. Playing with yarn. Master taunting me because I couldn't speak. (which I asked for) lots of meowing. Pet bed time. Being walked on a leash. Full nudity. Couldn't get plug to work because it hurt. **This is the fucking third time I've had to type this part of the night because Tumblr is a piece of shit and gave me an error twice. So I've had to move it over to Google note.

What I wrote. Two times. Is how I moved it into sexual contract and how it ended. I rubbed and nuzzled into his cock. And started sucking his cock. And he moved me over to the pet bed. And said he was going to breed me. I had meows of me being in heat. (also I totally forgot my secret talent of being able to purr until I was in the moment.) So he fucked and bred. Cumming in me. At one point stepping on my head. So hot. Moved me to the bed. Started using princess kisses while making eye contact. Fingers. I got to like 68-70. He checked in. And I was a greedy kitty and wanted more. Full of his seed. After so many cummies. He used his hitachi and sometimes fingers to bring me up to 101 cummies. We passed our record. He wrote all over me. And after had me guess what number we hit. And used my hands to write out 101. I was shocked. Our newest daily record. And 101 was the strongest orgasm of the night. And may be the strongest I've ever had with him. So hot. We snuggled. I suggested a light bath. He sat behind me in the tub. Moved me to the bed after he dried me off. Got me under the covers. He had to hold me up a lot of it for walking at that time. Including to help me pee after I had laid down. He when brought me back. Got me comfy under the covers again. Cuffed me. Started playing a nature channel. And I nodded off to watching pretty yellow bugs. And then we both fell asleep.

Friday (today): started off stressful. We had an amazing scene last night. That I'll write more about on the Thursday portion. Started the day off awful. Master woke up at 7 and had an hour long text conversation. And it kept me awake. I was on like 6.5 orgasms. Post 101 orgasms just from Thursday. Ended up crying in bed. Even after all that I straddled him and ended up sucking his cock after. And sat on top of him to ride him. And stuck his cock in me. And we got to 13 cummies before he made me get off and have us start the day. We had breakfast. He made me waffles and gave me a banana I ate half of. He made a breakfast sandwich for himself. And then we headed off to the zoo. Was amazing. Apparently Master is a big zoo buff. Made a pressed coin together. Got zoozoo the angry red finger panda. Rode the carousel at the end. That was my fav. Spent like an hour or over half the time at the farm area. Got a cute photo of me petting one of the cows by stepping up on the fence. Got one cow kissie. Got cute photos of us together. New ones finally. Finished the zoo. Went to the first hill campus early. Parked. Got IHOP. Cute vanilla date where we could just be a couple. Staring into his gorgeous eyes. Anand ended up texting. And we ended up all 3 finally meeting. Master and I agree he is too disappearing. No spark. Not interested in more. Or really able to provide aftercare. After that we looked around at that bookstore. The puppy was cute he brought though. Then we got snackies for this class at QFC. And water at whole foods. Spent a few mins in the car. And went up to his class. Briefly talked about my emotional struggle of the moment. And now we're here. Me typing this in his class of the night. Honestly was pleasantly surprised that he was super present the whole visit. I really loved that.

*Going to try to make time for finishing the contract and adding in talked about obedience habits to the app. Not trying. Prioritizing. And either anal or finally swallowing his cum for the first time. I want the anal. We haven't had a full successful anal yet. We had a failed attempt. And then a partially satisfying attempt. But not him being able to fuck my ass to the extreme with force and cum in my butt.

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deadnightcoffeetime · 6 months

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The Monster Of Willow Creek (Tales Of Horror Segment 2) (COPY RIGHT) Page 3

It’s 5 p.m. on the same day, Alyana is heading to a Starbucks to meet up with friends. Going inside, a young beautiful Caucasian adult female with burgundy hair, attends the same university as Alyana, and is between the ages of 19 to 21. Alyana sees her friend as well, waving hello. The young female friend goes up to, then hugs Alyana. “Hey, Becky.”, said Alyana. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t show up.”, said Becky. “No..just my uncle wanted to talk to me for a bit after class.”, said Alyana. “Oh, are you in trouble, or something?”, said Becky. “No, I’m not. He was just talking about life lectures.”, said Alyana. “Life lectures about what?”, said Becky. “Well, I’ve been sleeping in class for the past week. All because, I’ve been coming home really late. I hardly slept. And having too much fu.n with you, and the others.”, Sid Alyana. Becky chuckles. “Oh, sorry, but you needed to get out and take a break. You’ve been cooped up in your room, working and studying. You needed to get out and enjoy the outside.”, said Becky. “Yeah, well, can’t undo the past. What happened, happened.”, said Alyana. “Anyways, speaking of fun, the others, and I, came up with a idea.”, said Becky. “What’s the idea?”, Alyana. “Come, let’s go sit with the others, and talk about it”, said Becky. Alyana and Becky, are walking towards the table, where their friends are at. At the table, there are 5 young adults, 4 males and 1 females, now including Becky and Alyana, which makes 7 in total. Right before sitting down, Alyana has a weird tension with one of the young male adult. Becky notices there’s a tension going on. “Are you and Leon, okay?”, said Becky. “I don’t want to talk about it.”, said Alyana. Just before Becky asks Leon, he speaks out. “Don’t even ask me too. I’m not saying.”, said Leon. Leon is another Caucasian, handsome young adult man, attends at the same university, and is in the age of 21. “Okay, then! We’ll just sit.”, said Becky. “Hey, Alyana, I ordered you a white chocolate Mocs”, said the second young female. “Oh, thanks, Michelle. How much do I owe you?”, said Alyana. “Oh, no, it’s on me.”, said Michelle. “Thanks again.”, said Alyana. Michelle is another young, beautiful, Caucasian, raven black hair with glasses, attends at the same university, and is.in the ages between 19 to 21. “How was your bottle of rum last night, Aly?”, said the second young adult male. Both Alyana, and Michelle, looked at each other with their eyes. Hoping no one will talk about it. “The young male drinks his coffee, while Alyana replies. “Don’t want to talk about it!. “You we’re there, Isaac, you should know.”, said Becky. “I was too drunk to remember.”, said Isaac. “Well, like I said, I’m not talking about it.”, said Alyana. Isaac is an African American, handsome, young adult man, attends at the same university, and is in the age between 20 to 22. “So, what’s this idea, that Becky told me about?”, said Alyana. The third young male adult replies. “So, since we have a two break week, the gang and I, agreed to go camping at willow creek. There’s a cabin up there that we rented.”, said the third young man. “Ugh, we?”, said Alyana. “Oh, sorry, the gang and I, pitched in money to rent , so you’re good. So want to join us?”, said the third young man. “When are you guys going?”, said Alyana. “On Friday, the day after thanksgiving.”, said the third young man. “And how long are going to be at the cabin? Because, I gotta be studying for a test during these upcoming break. I have a test when school starts again.”, said Alyana. “It’s only for a week. You can take your books with you.”, said the third young man. Alyana is hesitant to go camping, but still decides to go. “Okay, sure. Are we all meeting up?, said Alyana.

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joshuasearing · 11 months

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Wednesday 14th June 2023

Hey journal sorry i have not wrote In here for a few days. Anyways I am only going to talk about the last two days as tbh that’s as far as my memory goes. So yesterday I started the day of by going to work for 7:30am I ended up being late as I felt really bad mentally in the morning. Anyways work was ok yesterday however it was really quite meaning there was not much to do. At one point I covered someone’s break on finish and I did finish on the line at work. Then after ten minutes someone replaced me and I went back onto fries. Fries was ok yesterday however because it was hot it did get to much sometimes meaning I had to step away occaitonally also I was eating ice cubes and drinking plenty to help me cope that little better. Also at one point they allowed me to go for a 10 min break as they were blowing labour. Anyways shortly after I got back down to work they were talking about sending people home however loads of people were saying no as they needed the money however I hinted that I wanted to go early and they let me go early. The thing is I’m good on money I can finish early and still be ok. After this I went to the bus stop and got the bus to the gym once I got into the gym I did a leg session after the leg session I decided to go into the cafe linked to the gym and I got myself this scone it was lovely they warmed it up for me and gave me butter with it. After this I walked into town. Once I fly into town I went into primark and I ended up buting myself these pink joggers and a grey button too and a black button top. After this i walked to men kind and got Caitlin this massive funky pop that she has been wanting for such a long time she looks at it and mentions it every time she goes in the shop. So I decided to get it for her. After this I went to Starbucks and got myself this medium caramel frappe and went upstairs with it and wrote in my journal. Caitlin met me upstairs in Starbucks and when she came upstairs she realised the menkind bag right away. She really appreciated the gesture m. Anyways after this we got the bus to her house. Once we got to her house she had a private and confidential letter, for her therapy and talks with mental health team. She is yet to tell her mum about it and doesn’t want to tell her mum about it as she doesn’t think she will understand, so when her mum asked what the letter was about and asked to see it Caitlin refused. This upset her mum as she feels like she is keeping something away from her and she just wanted to know m. Anyways this caused her mum getting angry and Caitlin going upstairs. After this I went upstairs and spoke to Caitlin about it and made sure she was all ok. I explained how her mum may of been feeling and that’s why she reacted in a angry way. Anyways after this I wrote in my journal and also relaxed with Caitlin. Then her mum made us dinner and I had these two pizzas. After this we went upstairs for a bit before going to tescos. We went to tescos and got ourselves some snacks to snack and chill on. Anyways I ended up sleeping round last night.

Now for today I started the day off by relaxing with Caitlin, then after a little while Caitlin showed me how to make scrambled egg on toast as i don’t know how to make anything in all honestly. Then I ended up eating a little and it was nice. However I was not feeling to hungry as I had chocolate orange and two cookies beforehand. But it was nice. After this we got ready to leave her house. Once we left her house we got the bus into town. Then after this we got another bus together, she got the bus to work, however I got on the same bus but for going to my house. So I ended up saying bye to her on the bus m. Anyways since I’ve been home I have had a bath, looked after my skin, made a few tiktoks and played on my pc. Anyways speak to you later journal. Bye journal!

#daily journal #journal #my hobby #my writing

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razrgrl · 11 months

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Mom needed some outpatient surgery. I was helper.

We got there at 5:30 in the morning and, consequently, got the BEST parking space in the lot right in front of the doors. It wasn’t the hospital, but an orthopedic surgery center tucked in behind a rather sad strip mall.

The check-in went smoothly — almost like they did this about 100 times a day. Which, of course, they do. Anyone would have admired the sheer efficiency of the place. They got you scheduled, checked in, registered (ie., figured out how you would pay), prepped, cut, and bundled out the door without more than about a 15 minute wait for any step.

The paperwork said arrive at 5:30am, surgery at 7:30, out by 9:30… and, guess what? We were out the door right at 9:30.

It was a little spooky.

Anyway… the surgeon was a spectacularly handsome and well-groomed young man (who was no doubt a raging narcissist, but that is his girlfriend’s/boyfriend’s problem). He popped in, oozed competence, answered questions, and popped back out.

I had to leave when the anesthesia guy showed up. I was told to help myself to the free breakfast.

Yeah…. I passed.

I went outside into a very lovely late May morning in search of caffeine and breakfast pastries.

The positive part about getting to a place at 5:30am is the parking. The bad part is that nothing opens until at least 8am… not even the Walgreens. I looked sadly toward where my phone told me I would find a Starbucks, but it was across six lanes of raging early-morning Cincinnati commuters. I decided I didn’t want to risk death or dismemberment for a piece of Pumpkin loaf.

There was a refrigerator full of free sodas back at the surgery center. I went back and gulped down one of them.

On the way back, I puzzled over this cake shop.

Fish. For the love of all that is holy, why fish? They didn’t open until 11 so there was no chance I was going to find out.

I went back to the waiting room. I pulled out my Kindle and started reading a new novel by one of my favorite authors. I was distracted by a guy in the middle of the room talking to a series of women on his cell phone — on speakerphone — very loudly.

He didn’t even have the courtesy to talk about anything interesting. It was all “how are you” and “I am fine” and “what have you been up to” and then something about a barbecue he was going to next weekend.

They were having hamburgers and potato salad. They didn’t want him to bring anything…. In case you were wondering.

Dr. McHandsome called me and said everything went by the book. Mom is all fixed. He found a bit more arthritis in her shoulder than he was expecting, but nothing worth doing anything about now. He said they would come and get me when Mom woke up.

More waiting. I read my book. Phone guy had stopped calling people. Maybe the evil glares from middle-aged ladies like me finally sunk in. Maybe he just ran out of people to call.

A nurse came out and found me. She whisked me back to the business end of the facility.

Mom was awake and dressed and wearing a cool sling/pillow thing that would make NASA engineers feel like they had wasted their lives. I got the discharge instructions read to me from colorful, easy-to-follow pre-printed sheets. They tucked those sheets in a folder with two pages of laparoscopic photos of the inside of Mom’s shoulder.

They asked Mom if she felt ok to get up. She did. I pulled the car 10 feet to the front of the facility (I told you it was a great parking spot) and the nurse carefully bundled her in. We drove home uneventfully and are having a quiet day waiting for the nerve block to wear off and for the pain to kick in.

Mom keeps picking up her hand in the sling and dropping it. “I can’t feel it,” she says. “It’s like someone else’s hand.” Then a pause. “It is so weird.”

Other than that, she’s fine. Yay, mom!

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corvidcrybaby · 1 year

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man people do not fucking talk enough about how draining day to day life is when you have ADHD, specifically with regards to how others perceive you in your day-to-day functioning. NT people truly cannot conceive what it's like to have memory issues or operating on a different sleep schedule or having a different system of doing things in GENERAL than what makes sense to their A-B-C simplistic thought patterns.

it's being accused of not paying attention to what you're doing just because you forgot something, haven't established something as muscle memory as fast as they want you to, haven't memorized a process after doing it a single time.

it's being talked down to like they're "catching you" doing something bad when you try to advocate for yourself by shutting you down with "if you were paying attention you wouldn't forget" or "you forgot? okay, so don't do that next time"

it's the constant surveillance by coworkers and supervisors once they've flagged you as "flighty" after your first minor slip-up and the targeted criticism and smug i-told-you-sos when you confirm their unfair suspicions by forgetting something else so they can go "ah-HA! CAUGHT YOU! you ARE a slacker, and i'm a Good Citizen for BUSTING YOU"

it's the being pulled aside for a condescending, paternalistic chiding and scolding by control freak managers who catch you arriving a minute later than usual - no doubt often the same managers who show up half an hour late with starbucks 24/7 (true fuckin story ask me how i know)

it's the people who claim to support you STILL going on to read hostile, malicious intent into your every move that doesn't fit nicely in with how they believe tasks should be completed - never understanding that their fuckin Big Brother meddling and nosy spying is only making everything worse, for you, for them and for everyone else trying to get things done.

#adhd #mental health #ventpost kinda????#i'm just so fucking sick of feeling those prying eyes on the back of my head and just KNOWING that i'm being judged #and constantly being afraid that by missing a social cue i've marked myself for future hyper surveillance #all bc someone decided that my inability to memorize something after being shown it ONCE means i'm a lazy mooching child #ESPECIALLY when you've got chronic babyface like me and work with boomers

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fictionzsurveys · 1 year

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1 - Are you interested in any reality TV shows? Nope.

2 - When was the last time you made plans with someone? What are you going to do with that person? I made plans to play a board game yesterday and we did. It was a trick-taking game with cats.

3 - How often (if ever) do you use moisturizer? Every once in a while during winter. My hands can get ashy.

4 - Name five things you can touch from where you’re sitting right now: Keyboard, mouse, fidget spinner, mac pro, backpack.

5 - Have you had any of your wisdom teeth removed? What was the reason? (eg. infection, impaction, lack of space). Nope, they’re still in there.

6 - What was the reason for your last hospital visit? Getting a mole and a cyst removed.

7 - Where was the last place you had an itch? The side of my stomach with a mystery itch. I’m paranoid it’s a bed bug lurking around my bed.

8 - If you’re on a long car journey, would you rather drive or be the passenger? Drive.

9 - What’s the earliest time you’ve had to wake up for work? What about the latest time you’ve clocked off for the day? Hm maybe about 5 to 5:30 AM? One job required me to be in pretty early. But I got transferred out of there because I lived far from the office and kept showing up late.

10 - Do you use a laptop, desktop, tablet or phone to take your surveys? Usually a PC, sometimes my phone.

11 - Are you fussy when it comes to how your surveys are formatted on your blog? Yep.

12 - How old were you when you first got internet access at home? Was it broadband or did you have dial-up first? It would’ve been dial-up in 1999.

13 - When was the last time you painted your nails? Never.

14 - What’s your typical order when you go to Starbucks (or wherever your favourite coffee shop is)? Some kinda cold tea or coffee.

15 - What’s your favourite thing to have on toast? Not a fan of toast. It scratches the roof of my mouth.

16 - Do you have any debt? If so, are you on top of paying it all back? About $1,600. I pay off my cards every month.

17 - What was the last thing you purchased with a credit card? This morning’s breakfast. I put everything on cards for the mileage points and rewards.

18 - Have you been to college/university? If so, has your degree been useful to you or was it a bit of a waste of money? Yep, for three years in the early 00s and then non-stop since 2008. I got an associates degree in graphic and web design and it helped for sure.

19 - How often do you travel by public transport? Every day since I don’t have a car.

20 - Do you have an instagram account? If so, how often do you post on there and what kind of things do you post? No I shut it down.

21 - Are you close to your extended family? Do you wish you were closer? Not so much these days. I’m a distant type.

22 - Do you prefer to give your pets human names or not? Not.

23 - Do you like having ice in your drinks? Yep.

24 - When was the last time you went to a BBQ restaurant? Oh man... years.

25 - When was the last time you re-arranged the furniture? Is this something you like to do often? A few days ago to accommodate some upcoming construction. I used to like to move things around but now that most of my stuff is in storage I’m fine with the layout.

26 - Have you ever used a fire extinguisher? Would you know how to use one without reading the instructions? Nope, and I think I could figure it out.

27 - What’s the worst thing you’ve ever had to deal with at your job? Talking with devs who have emotional difficulty.

28 - What was the last thing you used your mobile phone for? Listen to a podcast.

29 - Did you used to play The Sims? What version or expansion pack was your favourite one to play? Nope, but I worked on Sims 2 and Sims 3 so I did get to play those. I liked Sims 3 more than 2 when I had to poke around in there.

30 - What was the last thing you used a lighter for? Probably to melt a plastic part back together after it snapped off, but I can’t recall which device.

#source #ssurveys #survey #surveys

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call-me-aesthetic · 3 years

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If Twisted Wonderland was an American Public School

WARNING: There are some slight sensitive topics that are featured in here! Reader discretion is advised!

Part 2 can be found here

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts:

- That one preppy girl who takes all honors and AP classes 😑

- Wants everyone to know that he’s becoming a doctor one day for his strict parents or he’ll dishonor the family

- Reminds the teacher about homework, knowing well that he’ll get slander for it

- Complains about how he got a 90 on his test or a B on his report card, a try hard much?

- Wears a cardigan with thicc but cute glasses since he’s one of those people with can’t see shit on the board so he has to move to the front of the class

Ace Trappola:

- The SoundCloud rapper, that’s it

- “Wanna listen to my mixtape? It’s pretty fire, my guy.” 😩🔥

- You will not miss him BLASTING out some song on his Bluetooth speaker, that shit be echoing through the hallways

- Tells you to stop what you’re doing only for him to either sing horribly or do a backflip, thinking that he’s so cool

- Wears a Supreme jacket with AirPods and waves on his head

Deuce Spade:

- Assuming that he’s still a delinquent, he’s that kid with the most fucked up school record

- Not much of a bully but will still talk shit to your face without caring, might even throw stuff at you during a lesson and you would be the one getting in trouble instead of him 🗿

- If he ever gets mad, it would be overdramatic like kicking the desks, punching the lockers, or walking out of the classroom unannounced and everyone would look at each other wondering wtf happened

- Covers the entire desks with drawings of skulls and those “s” if you know what I mean

- Wears Champion hoodies, wants you to know that he’s broke and rich at the same time

Trey Clover:

- The guy that’s not really popular but everyone knows him since he’s in all their classes

- Most people might have a crush on him because he’s REALLY nice 😳👉👈

- Gives off “older brother” vibes based on the way he looks and acts, like offering you a ride home if you beg ask nicely

- Secretly bakes creme brulee but doesn’t want to mess with the flow so he sticks to the status quo

- Wears the school’s hoodie just because he thinks it looks good on him, and the fact that he doesn’t know what else to wear

Cater Diamond:

- Hot Cheetos girl 🥵

- Has a whole buffet of food in his backpack and will not hesitate to eat them during a lesson, no sharing either sorry

- Excuses himself to the bathroom or full on skips class just to film a Tiktok

- Has about 100 followers on Instagram Magicam and brags about how he’s famous

- Wears a Thrasher hoodie with large hoop earrings and his hair in a bun

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar:

- The kid who flunked their freshman year that also sort of vibes with new classmates

- Always gets mistaken as a teacher by people since he looks and sounds old

- Knows the lessons but still fails them anyways, didn’t really give a damn either 🙄

- Captain of every sports club you can think of, never actually plays but has a lot of knowledge on them

- Wears the school’s letterman from years ago since it used to be his brother’s and that he’s too lazy to buy a new one

Ruggie Bucchi:

- That one kid who NEVER has money for the book fair or any other school event

- Always has to ask his classmates for some cash

- If he somehow does, then he’s one of those kids who buys Diary of the Wimpy Kid or the World Record books

- If he’s feeling cheap, he’ll buy the “cool stuff” like the chocolate scented calculator or fruit snacks 😭

- Wears oversized hoodies and basketball shorts that are clearly hand-me-downs

Jack Howl:

- That one athletic kid who’s both scary good and competitive when it comes to school games like football or soccer

- Literally the best player on his team and without him, they’re trash as hell 💀

- Tries his absolute best to support his teammates without yelling at them for how dumb they are

- “KICK THE FUCKING BALL! DO YOUR LEGS EVEN WORK?!”

- Wears the school’s jersey just to show off his “school spirit”

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto:

- The kid who sell snacks for “charity” but everyone knows he’s keeping the money to himself

- If you don’t have cash or try to negotiate with him, the only thing he’ll do is raise the price up

- “What do you mean you don’t have ten bucks? I can see it in your pocket.”

- Just bring nothing with you, he’ll doing anything to steal your stuff 🤭

- Wears a collar shirt with a tie and khakis that have pockets to keep his glasses and money in

Jade Leech:

- The kid who puts on a goody two shoes facade but is actually a stoner

- Only does “safe” drugs like vape but occasionally smokes weed, mostly in the bathroom or behind the school 🌬

- Can play it off and hide the scent when he’s high, teachers never suspect anything from him

- No one really cares to stop him unless he gets caught or something idk

- Wears clothing that either makes him look like a businessman or a junky, there’s nothing in between

Floyd Leech:

- The kid that’s plays basketball or volleyball just because he’s hella tall, and is actually good at the sports but doesn’t put much effort into them

- Always stays behind after gym, even though the teacher tries to make him leave for his next class 😬

- “I swear after this one shot, I’ll go to class.” *He never made that shot*

- Will jump you no matter who or where you are, and will get angry if you step on his new shoes

- Wears the jersey of any famous team with the latest pair of Jordan sneakers

Scarabia

Kalim Al Asim:

- VSCO girl at best, don’t lie to me now 🤡

- The only words he knows are “And I oop– sksksk.” and “Save the turtles.”

- Walks during a track meet while everyone else is running and sweating hard, the teacher doesn’t care either

- Doesn’t really do anything in gym but talks to his classmates and stands near the water fountain to refill his Hydro flask

- Wears tie dye shirts with cute scrunchies

Jamil Viper:

- That one quiet kid who everybody thinks is a serial killer but he’s actually not, I swear

- He just wants school to be over and spend the rest of his summer relaxing 😔

- Although he shouldn’t abuse his “power,” he‘ll move his hands in his pockets or backpack to make it look like he’s about to pull a weapon out.

- “Chill, I’m just grabbing a pencil.” *Everyone in the class started crying*

- Wears dark colored hoodies that intimidates people but are actually comfy

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit:

- The baddie popular girl 😌💅✨

- Arrives to school late with a Starbucks in hand from his local Target

- Fixes himself every 5 seconds like reapplying his lipgloss or spraying Bath and Body Works cherry blossom perfume

- Uses acrylic nails and long hair extensions as weapons during a cat fight

- Wears a crop top with ripped jeans and those clout sunglasses

Rook Hunt:

- That creepy guy in the hallways who tries to get your attention, even if you don’t know him

- Scares people when he says, “Ayo, where my hug at?” 🥶💯

- Uses at least 10 cans of Axe body spray a week after gym class, which stinks up the locker rooms

- Waves at you if he passes your class, even walking into the room just to say hi

- Wears literally anything but always include a hat

Epel Felmier:

- The artist girl who just wants to be alone 🧑‍🎨

- Purposely draws in front of you but pretends like you’re not looking

- If you complement him, he’ll just brush it off and proceeds to diss himself

- “Thanks but I’m not THAT good at drawing, teehee.” *Insert Radio Rebel face*

- Wears a hoodie or a cardigan with big pockets to put his art supplies in

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud:

- I don’t even need to tell you who he is, y’all already know ahaha 🥴

- Sneaks a whole PlayStation in his backpack so he can play with it during lunch

- Is on his phone 24/7 even in class to the point where teachers don’t care anymore

- Tries to get people into anime but only to little success

- Wears a shirt of any anime character or that damn ahegao hoodie, girl bye

Ortho Shroud:

- The nerdy kid who’s known for destroying others at many games

- Plays classics like D&D, Yugioh, Pokémon, the whole shabang

- Daily Beyblade battles during recess with everyone surrounding him, the menacing aura radiates off of him

- Will steal your things if you lose to him but gives it back a week later cuz he’s sweet 🥰

- Wears light up Sketchers shoes and those Minecraft shirts you find at Old Navy

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia:

- The theatre kid who also goes to band practice, change my mind 👁👄👁

- Takes his role seriously when it comes to school plays and concerts, even if he gets casted as a damn tree or doesn’t go solo

- Remembers the songs and their lyrics to any musical you name, a really good singer at that too

- Plays almost every instrument, you definitely know this since you can hear him down the hallways during a test

- Wears a white button up shirt, black pants with fancy dress shoes, and top it all off with a fricking Rolex watch

Lilia Vanrouge:

- The weird guy who pranks people and vandalizes school property in every way possible

- If you ever get a textbook with a message that tells you to go to a certain page only for you to found a picture of a dick, yeah that was him 😒

- When using a Chromebook, he’ll leave a tab open on YouTube so when the next person uses it, pray that your ears will still work by tomorrow

- During lunch, he is a literal DEMON that mixes milk with chicken nuggets together and having the audacity to eat it too

- Wears an oversized raincoat or a windbreaker but idk wtf kind of things he has hiding underneath

Silver:

- That guy in class who consumes Monster energy drinks and falls asleep 99% of the time but somehow manages to pass the class 🤷

- Whenever he’s awake, he’ll talk to the teachers since he’s basically friends with them for some reason

- Writes his name out of boredom on any desk you sit on but in different places, sometimes around the corners or the sides

- Has a sixth sense because he’ll wake up if you try to draw on his face and if you did get something on him, it’s on sight

- Wears those colorful hoodies that zips all the way up to cover his face with a matching backpack, it’s pretty cool ngl

Sebek Zigvolt:

- That kid who literally knows everything about historical wars and will show it off during class

- Also has knowledge on weaponry, which has people questioning him but he’s just very dedicated on serving his country and people

- Knows how to fight and defend himself from a bitch since he spent his summer at a military boot camp, put respect on my man’s name 😤

- Honestly a great partner for a group project, actually does the given work but not the whole thing for you

- Wears anything that has camo pattern and chunky combat boots

I only made this because me and my friends were talking about our school memories so yeah. This is based from my experience so they might not be exactly accurate. Might even be a part two if you want.

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baby-reid · 3 years

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Another opening, another show

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Spencer Reid x gn!reader (Let me know if I missed any neutral pronouns, mentions of reader wearing makeup)

Reader is a dancer and has an upcoming performance. Spencer, being the supportive boyfriend he is, invites the team along to see them perform.

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Dance has been such a blessing in my life. But when it got close to the start of our performances? Not so much. I wake up sore everyday but my gem of a boyfriend, Dr. Spencer Reid, wakes me up with coffee and ice packs everyday.

I was awoken by kisses on my forehead and the smell of a latte from Starbucks. “Thank you baby.” I hummed as I pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Spencer smiled and rubbed my back. “How was rehearsal last night? You pretty much fell into bed and passed out.”

“Sharon has been killing us with rehearsals lately. She’s just been extra strict with opening night on Saturday. Also, it does not help that I am only in high energy numbers and I do not get a break.”

I take slow sips from my cup to revel in these moments of relaxation knowing I won’t be able to stay in bed much longer.

“I have to start getting ready, my love.” I say starting to roll out of bed, only to be met by Spencer’s hands coming to my waist to keep me in bed with him.

He whined while I tried to squirm out of his grip, which was surprisingly strong. He turns to me and smiles innocently and kisses me on the nose. “It's not my fault that I want to spend some more time cuddling with my girlfriend.”

“I know baby, but I gotta get up.” I said reluctantly as he unraveled his arms with a pout on his cute face. Man, I got so lucky.

I head to the bathroom to do my shower and skincare routines that I do religiously before rehearsals and shows. I sweat and wear too much makeup to be skimpy on my hygiene.

I apply my rehearsal makeup, it’s not as heavy as my show makeup, but I still want to practice in it to get used to it for shows.

Red lips, shiny eyeshadows, matte face with popping highlight, the whole shebang. I put on my tights and dance outfit which is a bright pink crop top paired with black leggings and my white sneakers.

I walk out into the living room to find Spencer reading a book on the couch. I go over and sit on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck to get his attention.

“Well look at you pretty girl.” He says, smiling. He always has this newfound confidence when he is with me and nothing makes me happier to see him like that.

“I also had a question, Y/N.”

“What is it, Spence?”

“Would you mind if I invited the team to see you perform on Saturday? It got brought up in our weekend plans and Penelope would not give up the fact that they had never seen you perform or knew you danced at all so…”

“Oh my gosh! I would absolutely love that. I haven’t seen the team in forever!”

The last time Y/N spent time with the team was in a bar after they were done with a particularly rough case. Spencer is not the one to go out but he got pulled out so Y/N would make it more tolerable. And he just kinda wanted to get out of it so he had a ride whenever he wanted to.

“I’ll text you all the details so you can give them to the team.” I said, smiling and giving him a chaste kiss before we both got up and headed out for work, rehearsals, and errands for the day.

Walking into the theater was filled with excited family members, dance major students from the local college, and the BAU team with an overly nervous boyfriend.

“What’s wrong pretty boy? Nervous for us to see your girl dance?” Morgan said with a smirk and suggestive tone.

Spencer returns his smirk with a glare. “No I am not. I am excited to see her perform, it has been too long.”

The team follows Spencer to the row and seats, row C 1-7, right up front.

“Which ones is she in?” Emily asked, taking the attention away from Morgan and his teasing.

“Oh! I found their name and biography.” said JJ. “Danced since they were 4, competed since age 12, won Nationals titles 4 times… wow your girl is impressive Spence.”

Spencer beamed at the team complimenting Y/N which made him even more excited.

Just as their conversation was ending, the lights dimmed and a spotlight raised to the front of the stage.

“Welcome all to our opening night of It’s A Musical! I am Sharon Massue, the director here and I am very proud to be standing in front of you all this evening. Our dancers have proven to be hard-working, dedicated, and refined dancers looking to show off their talent. But without further ado, let’s get this show started!”

I hear the opening speech by Sharon from backstage and my heart can only beat so fast before I pass out… Not that I am super nervous but I always get a little nervous before a performance. No matter how many times I have run the dance or performed on this stage in front of people, I will never not have nerves running through my body.

I blew a kiss to my dance girlfriend on the other side of the stage to wish her luck before we started our opening number, “Lady Marmalade” from Moulin Rouge. Oh how I wish I could see Spencer's face when he sees me in this costume!

Finally we hear the song cue up and it’s officially showtime!

Where's all my soul sistas?

Lemme hear y'all flow, sistas

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista

I stepped out on stage with my sassy choreography and instantly spotted the gem that is Penelope Garcia.

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista

Obviously seeing me spotting her, she looks over at Spencer to see him already entranced by my moves.

She giggles while she nudges JJ and Emily to see Spence all smitten.

Now for my solo part, which I didn’t tell Spencer about…

He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge

I mouth the lyrics as I bring my leg up into a tilt, showing off my flexibility. Of course, I gotta milk it a little bit.

Struttin' her stuff on the street

She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?"

Oh, uh-huh

Finishing my little solo, I was met with cheers and screams from the audience. The loudest being from the team and my awestruck boyfriend.

I cleaned up my dressing room area a little bit before heading out to see Spence, after talking with my best friend whom I share a room with.

“Oh my gosh, I am beat. But we absolutely killed it tonight babe!” I said to her with a high five.

“Hell yeah we did! And we get to do it all again tomorrow.. and the next weekend, and the next…” she drew on, laughing.

“I know, but go on and get some rest. We both deserve some Chinese takeout and a warm bath now.” Giving her a hug goodbye, we both leave our dressing room.

Spotting the team hanging out in the lobby, waiting for me, I run up and give Spencer a huge hug from behind, smushing my face against his back.

He grunts from my small impact and instantly turns around to give me a real hug and kiss on the head. “You did amazing tonight my love!” He told me with a spark in his eyes.

Penelope cuts in after Spencer apparently lingered for too long. “Stop hogging her Spence! I want a piece of this talented, graceful person!”

I chuckle as I give her the biggest hug, we’ve always been the closest out of all of the team members and I.

I make my rounds of hugs with the team, ending with Morgan. “You know, pretty boy here was ogling you all night. I think you put him in a trance at one point.”

“Is that so?” I said, smirking at my already blushing boyfriend.

He throws a pointed but silly glare at Morgan but I assured Spencer I was flattered.

I yawn and curl more into Spencer’s arm. I just can’t wait until I can crawl into bed and snuggle with Spence. It’s rare he even gets a day off to come see a show and sometimes even be home with me and I still wake up with him there.

“I think the longer we stand here, she is gonna fall asleep on the floor so you guys should probably get going.” says Emily.

“Emily’s right, you might be carrying me to the car, Spence.” I say giggling. “I really appreciate you all coming, you have no idea how much this means to me.”

They all say their goodbyes and I take Spence to my dressing room, I still had to grab all of my stuff.

Once we get to the dressing room, he grabs my waist and pulls me in for a longing kiss. He runs his hands on my side, mine tangled in his hair. It slowly gets heated between us and as much as I want him right now and he wants me, I am tired and the last place I want to be intimate is in my shared dance dressing room.

I break away from the kiss with a soft smile on my face, matching the one on Spence’s.

“You know I love you so much, right?” He asks softly.

I peck his nose, “I love you so much Spence. Now let’s get out of here before I really do fall asleep on this floor.”

Being the gentleman he is, he carries my dance bag and backpack for me to the car.

I feel a hand on my thigh and I look at Spence with a smile. Slowly drifting off to the sounds of Debussy, my favorite classical artist, I am dreaming of sugarplums and my loving boyfriend.

#spencer reid #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #dancer

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ggukiepie · 3 years

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just a feeling

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: you're busy doing president-y things (jungkook's words, not yours) and your best friend's there to help you out like he always does

tags: bil!couple, college!au, bff!jk, athlete!jk, two idiots in love, some fluff, oc is student council president so we stan, pet names

warnings: cursing, some mentions of skipping meals but nothing serious

wc: 1.8k

a/n: yes another one shot for this couple !! this can be read as a stand alone but i have other one shots you can read which you can find in my masterlist

You’re standing on your toes to make sure the banner you’re holding isn’t crooked. It’s probably not the safest to be on a ladder while tiptoeing and add the fact that the person down below holding the ladder isn’t really paying attention.

“Tae,” you call out without looking down. You squint your eyes at the banner, turning your head from side to side. Maybe you should’ve placed it higher? But then it might not be that noticeable so high up—

“Hm?” he replies, but his voice seems far off. Finally, you look down to see Taehyung holding the ladder with one hand, and in the other he’s typing on his phone.

You roll your eyes. “You’re not even paying attention,” you say exasperatedly. You’ve been up since 7 AM, running around school to make sure the preparations for the job fair are going smoothly. It’s almost 12 in the afternoon now and you haven’t had a single bite to eat. You just want this day to end. “Taehyung!”

He snaps his head up, eyes suddenly wide at the array of decorations and banners that are hung up. By the surprised look on his face, you’re positive he hasn’t been paying attention at all since you started. “Sorry,” he breathes out. “One company just came in late—”

“But they were supposed to arrive two hours ago!”

Taehyung widens his eyes in alarm. He’s known you for two years and has been working with you for one, so he pretty much knows the signs of your oncoming outbursts. “It’s fine.” He starts speaking again before you start shouting. You’re not mad at him, never have been, but you’re stressed and tired and hungry and you haven’t sat down in five hours. “Someone just has to assist them to their booth but everyone’s busy right now—”

“Just go.” You wave him off. You do not want things to be delayed even further and if it meant sacrificing your safety on the ladder, then so be it.

“Got it,” he says as he brings his phone to his ear, walking away without even glancing back at you. You sigh and turn back to the decorations. Yeah, the right side is definitely off. You huff and stretch out your arm hoping to get a hold of the right corner. It’s too far so you lean to the side to reach it. The ladder starts shaking but you don’t pay it any mind. You just need to finish this so you could go to the auditorium to check the stage design then—

“Hey! ___!”

You turn your head towards the voice just in time as you feel the ladder slam against the wall it’s leaning on, shaking every bone in your body. You look down suddenly and see Jungkook, whose got two hands holding the ladder tightly.

“What the fuck, ___,” he breathes out. “Why isn’t anyone holding the ladder? This is dangerous.”

You haven’t noticed your heart’s been racing. You hardly even noticed you were about to fall, but the look on Jungkook’s face says otherwise. “Sorry,” you whisper. You try to calm your racing heartbeat. “I just—” You breathe out. “I just needed to—”

“Come down,” he says, voice so quiet that you’re immediately complying, legs climbing down the ladder and Jungkook’s hand on your waist to guide you. Once you’re back on the ground again you turn to face him.

“Sorry,” you say, voice firmer now. “I just needed to get this done and Taehyung was the one helping but he needed to help set up a booth and—”

“Hey, hey,” Jungkook says as holds your hand in his and squeezes your fingers. Instantly, it calms you down. “Let’s take it one step at a time, okay?”

You look into his eyes and nod, feeling at ease now that he’s here. Jungkook just has that effect on you, really. Plus you’ve known him since high school so he really knows how to ease your nerves. You clench your eyes shut and focus on the feel of his skin on yours, his thumb rubbing the outside of your palm, his big hands encasing your small ones. You’ve been working on this project for months now. You have a team and the rest of the student council to help you, sure, but all the ideas and planning came from you. So it’s been stressing you out. Good thing Jungkook’s been there to help you if needed, always giving you food and snacks and reminding you to take a break every once in a while. You’re sure you wouldn’t have survived if it weren’t for him.

“You okay now, ___? We can grab some lunch if you have the time,” Jungkook says quietly.

You open your eyes and smile at him sheepishly. He instantly glares at you (but it’s the cute kind, the one where he wants you to think he’s mad but he isn’t). A pout forms in his face and he lets go of your hands. You miss the warmth instantly.

“Let me guess, you haven’t eaten a single thing all day haven’t you?”

You nod your head and Jungkook groans, throwing his head back dramatically as if he’s been told he can’t play soccer anymore.

“You shouldn’t forget to eat, ___. Food is important,” he huffs. “And it makes you less grumpy.”

You roll your eyes at him and turn to walk back to the ladder again, but Jungkook grabs your hand to make you face him.

“How about this, I’ll hold the ladder while you finish that sign, then we go for lunch.”

A million different things suddenly enter your mind. You still need to check the booths, then the auditorium, and then the registration area. You open your mouth to protest but Jungkook raises both his hands to stop you.

“We’ll only eat for twenty minutes and then you can go back to doing your President-y things.”

You cross your arms in front of your chest and Jungkook smiles, knowing you’re about to agree.

You point a finger at him. “Twenty minutes only. And you’re buying me coffee, too.”

He puts his hand on his chest and looks shocked, as if you’ve said the most offensive thing to him. “Baby,” he starts, and you know he’s saying it as a joke but it still makes your heart flutter. Makes that little seed of hope in you grow a little bit more. But you know Jungkook’s just a natural flirt and that he calls you that from time to time as a joke.

(At least that’s what you keep telling yourself)

He’s smiling so widely now, teeth on display with his dimples fully showing. He’s smirking a bit, too, and you can’t lie to yourself and say he doesn’t look absolutely dreamy right now. You know that look oh too well because it’s the one he uses when he’s flirting. With other girls.

“I buy you coffee all the time,” he says. “Whether you ask for it or not.”

And you know that’s true. Jungkook knows your love for coffee—and your favorite order at Starbucks—as much as he knows his favorite soccer players. He buys you coffee before he picks you up from class. He even buys you coffee when he randomly decides to drop by the student council office, which is partly given as a bribe to use the printer in there for free instead of paying for the printing services in campus.

You try to push him away but he only catches your hand to bring you a bit closer to him. Your bodies aren’t touching but you’re close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off him.

Oh, you’re playing a very dangerous game, Jeon Jungkook.

You try to calm the beating in your heart and hope you aren’t blushing. Instead, you roll your eyes at him. “Yeah, you do. Now let me get this finished so we can eat.”

Jungkook holds the ladder while you finish decorating the banner, and from time to time he’d give his comments about the placement. You’re grateful for the help and finish ten minutes later. You’re pouting at him to return the ladder (which he does because he can never say no to you when you’re pouting) and finally you’re both making your way to the cafeteria.

True to his word, Jungkook makes sure you don’t take too long to eat. But he also makes sure you’re eating enough as well. He’s usually chatty when you’re eating together but he’s pretty silent now as you munch on your food. You’re distracted anyway, fingers busy typing on your phone as you’re responding to all the messages you haven’t checked yet. Jungkook’s used to this, of course, so he’s watching some anime highlights on his phone like he always does when you’re busy with President-y things (his words, not yours).

After eating he’s walking you to the auditorium, large coffee in your hand and a cookie in the other since he insisted you need to eat some more. Once you’re by the entrance, Jungkook suddenly stands in front of you, shoulders straight and feet together. “Good luck, Madam President.” He salutes and you roll your eyes in return.

“You’re honestly such a fucking dork.”

He smiles that bunny smile you adore. “You love me anyway,” he says and you choose not to reply. “Anyway, I’ll get going to class now. See you later at practice?” he asks.

He means his soccer practice and you nod your head quickly. You watch his practices most of the time anyway, but you think he just wants you there because you always have snacks for him and also so he can show off his tricks to you. “Yeah, I’ll be there. Now go before you’re late!”

“See you later, cutie.”

Again, it’s one of those pet names he calls you as a joke. You glare at him. “Seriously, Jeon, what’s with all the nicknames?” You might just throw the cookie at him to make sure he doesn't see you blushing.

He shrugs but he’s got that boyish smile on his face. Finally, he starts walking away. You watch his back for a bit but he suddenly turns around, cups his hands around his mouth and shouts, “Because you look really cute today, cutie.”

You frown at yourself and look down at your outfit, eyeing the sweats and big shirt you’re wearing today for comfort. You’re pretty sure you’re sweating a lot and your hair’s a mess. You look up and shake your head to yourself while you make your way to the auditorium, wondering why in the world Jungkook would think you look cute today out of all days.

It doesn’t help slow down the beating in your heart, however, and you find yourself smiling the whole day.

#jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook fanfic #jungkook one shot #jungkook drabble #college jk #college jungkook #jungkook fic #mine #writing #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts one shot #bts drabble

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shirophantomvox · 3 years

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First Date with Chrollo (Human Diary)

Hello everyone! I am back with another “First Date” post featuring the Prince of Darkness. This was an anon post but I can't find the ask anywhere! I have been watching JoJo’s Bizarre Adventures lately and it is a very interesting show. Dio turned into a zombie and he’s so mean to Joseph. Anyway, let’s get into the post. The end is a bit angst-y but I did that to take a slight turn from all Fluff. I hope you enjoy! Part 2 coming sometime this week.m

It is common knowledge that Chrollo loves to read many books. When he was a child, he had time to read and that provided a great source of comfort. Although he seems to be ruthless, every human has the ability to seek compatibility and compassion. Both Hisoka and Chrollo enjoy the romance genre except Hisoka prefers to watch movies while Chrollo loves to read stories. You've known Chrollo since elementary school. You were fortunate enough to be able to move out of Meteor City and attend a better elementary school. As a child, you were an outcast and made few friends but on occasion, Chrollo would see you at a local arcade. Of course, your mother paid for the both of you to have fun but once it was over, it broke your heart because you knew about the conditions he’d return to once he left.

As time went on, you entered college and decided to invite Chrollo on campus so he could be something like a driving force for future success. You’ve been accepted into Yorknew University planning on majoring in Computer Science with a minor in Digital Art. Reaching Chrollo posed a challenge. He never responded to a few messages but on the third try, he answered with an excited response.

“Please forgive me y/n for not responding soon enough. I am more than happy to visit you. I am proud of you and your accomplishments. I do not see myself as a college man but, hey, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it right? I’ll be in touch.”

-Chrollo

At exactly 7 PM on a calm Fall night, standing outside of the campus’ most prominent book store, you began to sweat and your makeup began to drip. Just as you were about to wipe it off, you heard a voice call your name.

“Y/n? Is that you?” He chuckled as he questioned your appearance.

Turning around, you jumped a little at the sight before you. This wasn’t the same Chrollo you remember, of course. He had grown several feet, his face was much sharper, his arms were much bigger, had a bandana tied on his forehead, and he had a few rings on. He was dressed in a white polo shirt, black pressed slacks and black dress shoes. It’s weird. It felt like an arrow was shot through your heart.

“Are you ok? You act as if you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’m fine! I’m just---You--look…”

“Ah, I see. There’s no need to be flustered. I am the same as when we were kids.”

The Yorknew Sailor Store was designed something exactly like a Barnes and Noble except the walls were painted to match the school’s colors.

The bookstore had a perfectly designed Starbucks, with a wooden finish, black and brown metal tables, beige tile floor, and glass doors.

Chrollo immediately noticed the change in behavior, one he wasn’t used to.

The students were snooty according to him and reminded him of how the city council would act towards him, his family, and those who were like him.

First, you offered to buy him a drink. The good thing about Chrollo is that if you or anyone else offers to buy something, He will not reject it. There is no such thing as having too much pride regarding him.

“Do you drink coffee?”

“Of course I do,” he replied. “But I don’t think I’ve had any of these drinks. A Caramel Macchiato? That sounds good.”

“Order it then! That will give you just the right amount of energy for today’s reading!”

To you, this was just two friends reuniting with each other but something else told you that Chrollo thought it was something more. He only dressed up like this if he was going out with someone special and even then it wasn’t an expensive Polo Short, It was his best t-shirt and jeans.

It boggles your mind how Chrollo acquired his expensive clothing but maybe he obtained a great job and is able to make a living for himself.

“I’d like to order a Caramel Macchiato.”

“What’s the name for this drink?”

“Chrollo,” you responded.

“And for you?”

“I would like a caramel Frappuccino with soy milk and no whip cream.”

“Alright. That’ll be $15.00.”

Chrollo glanced at you wide-eyed.

“It’s ok. I got it.”

You take out your card to pay and as you move out of line you bend over to whisper in his ear. “Maybe you can pay for dinner though.”

He laughed and smiled. “Of course, y/n.”

The bookstore was full of comfortable furniture ranging from light blue, dark blue, white in the lounge area. Both of you decided to sit across from each other on the blue chairs that swallowed you both as you sat.

As he read, he’d point out any interesting points in the book. He got tired of yelling across the table, so he decided to share a chair with you. He could feel the heat radiating from your body.

It was almost obvious that you all were involuntarily flirting with each other. The school was full of couples but occasionally seeing the goofy couple was the highlight of everyone’s day.

“This man was so devoted to a woman that does not know that he exists.”

“Sounds pointless,” you say, still trying to read your book.

“Well, she knows he exists but she is ignoring him and making him look like a fool in front of everyone. He says that there is something about her that he has never seen in any woman.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s her eyes, smile, intelligence, the shape of her lips, and her perfume powder aroma. Those are things that drive men wild.”

You smiled and laughed but came to a quick halt when you felt something along the ridge of your neck made you still. The hair on your neck stood up still as the invading force came in contact with your skin. It was Chrollo grazing his nose against your skin, slightly sniffing in your aroma; slowly breathing in and out.

Closing your eyes couldn’t make your sudden arousal fade. At this point, nearly everybody was looking at you both and looked away. This behavior was innocent for college culture, but it was taken as a cute gesture rather than naughty.

You blush. It was quite surprising that your childhood friend viewed you as something of the sort. It was both flattering and scary.

There’s no denying that Chrollo is handsome but if you dated him and the relationship didn't last, it could ruin your friendship.

At this point, Chrollo had his right arm resting lazily behind your back as his head and next aimed in a position that would allow his nose to lay carelessly on your neck.

“You smell delightful. I didn’t know you wore such expensive perfume. Is it….,” He sniffs again, “Flower Rose?”

“Yes! How did you know? Does your mother wear it?”

“She does now. I bought it for her a week ago and now the guys in the city can’t stay off her.”

Wow. The City. Even though it was a hell hole, it was your hell hole. How is everything? How is your mother? How did you manage to have such an expensive taste in clothing and fragrance?

Chrollo enjoys making others flustered. It's amusing to see them stutter when they’re either aroused or nervous.

On the flip side, seeing Chrollo flustered was the highlight of the century! The bad guys are used to being “bad” but expressing softer emotions makes it amazing and a reminder that they can experience them too.

Grabbing Chrollo’s left hand, you gently kiss it a few times and wink at him. He smiled, hiding his dumbfounded expression, and blushed slightly.

“I see you catch on quick.”

“I was raised in Meteor City. Just because I’m here doesn't mean I have forgotten where I come from. But I didn’t know you liked me.”

“You were the only one that trusted me and played with me when no one would.”

It felt like two magnets were pulling you closer. If he kissed you right here right now, you could just melt into a puddle but before anything happened, Chrollo’s phone rang loud and echoed throughout the bookstore.

Glancing at his phone, you saw an unknown number call, and judging from his actions he stood quickly to his feet.

“I’ll only be gone for a second.”

Hmm. That was odd. During this short intermission, you continue to read your book. Ironic enough, you weren’t into romance novels per se, you enjoyed action and comedy books!

Once Chrollo returned, his face was flushed and his soft demeanor had suddenly disappeared. He looked as if he was going to punch a wall.

“What’s wrong, Chrollo?”

He glanced at you with a somber smile, hoping to convince you that he was alright. “I am fine, y/n.”

“Are you sure?”

“Well, if you count my mother being seriously injured, then yes.”

“Oh no! We can leave now, it’s fine.”

“No, it's ok. She wouldn’t want me to leave you all by yourself at this time of day.” He pointed to the night sky.

Wow! That was quick!

“What do you mean?”

“My mother predicted that I could end up with you...she also predicted that someone would be hurt or in danger if that prophecy was fulfilled. It’s sort of like give or take. In order to make someone happy, someone has to surrender their happiness and I guess it was her.”

A single tear dropped down his cheek and nothing more. He didn’t care if other men singled out his “weakness” because he’d destroy them all and he didn’t want y/n to know about his abilities until later.

The comfort of your warmth against his head provided more than comfort. He felt safe, welcomed, not judged, and vulnerable. He knew that you wouldn’t make him out to be a bad person but instead welcome him home with open arms. You were his human diary.

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jackmfvegas777 · 3 years

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Trans Guy Tips #6; A GUIDE FOR ALLIES: ON HOW TO TREAT TRANS PEOPLE RESPECTFULLY, FROM A TRANS MAN HIMSELF

1. Just simply treat us like regular human beings. This means don't be assholes, and don't be fetishizers.

Trans people are just like anyone, their brain just happened to form in a different way than their body did in the womb.

If you treat them with the same respect that you treat everyone else, you're doing right.

Don't be that person who asks if they had surgery, and what their genitals look & looked like, and all those personal questions that are maaaybe well meaning but come off creepy as fuck.

2. Take their name & pronouns seriously!!

If someone is trans, even if they don't look like the gender they are, try not to ever misgender them.

This can be mental anguish for a lot of people who are trans.

There are a lot of trans people who look perfect, yes, but there are also a lot of trans people who don't pass whatsoever.

If you just support the beautiful trans people and not the unconventionally attractive ones, that counts as transphobia because it implies they're not real men / women unless they look like them exactly.

And it's okay if you mess up on their pronouns and/or name sometimes, it's just an accident.

The only time you're an asshole is if you're doing it on purpose to be mean.

3. Ask questions!

The most important thing you can do is gain as much knowledge on the subject as you can.

Do this by researching yourself, and also by talking to the person, and asking them about any questions or confusions you have.

Almost all of the time no one minds being asked, and you are in fact showing you respect them and want to know how to show them your respect.

4. A nice thing to do that's become very popular as of late, is when meeting someone, asking their pronouns.

Such as she/her/hers, he/him/his, and they/them/theirs.

This way you never misgender someone by accident, and it shows that you're friendly to those who are trans.

You can even support this movement yourself by not only doing this, but also putting your own pronouns in your biography on social media, spreading the likelihood of people putting more in, which means way more people get gender fulfilled and makes it a common thing to give strangers respect of their gender!

5. This is yet the most important rule of all.

Don't be a coward.

Stand up to injustice when you see it, no matter what.

If a trans or gay or otherwise LGBT+ person is being bullied, attacked, r*ped, or anything of the sort, either help them yourself quickly or get help for them as soon as possible, and speak up loudly, protecting them whilst also not drowning out their own voice and their experiences. I've known some trans people who have cried after I defended them online from hateful people, and as a fellow trans person I know that feeling.

The feeling of someone having your back,even a stranger, can mean so much.

Also stand up for LGBT+ people even when no one is listening. Even when a single person that's LGBT+ isn't there.

Stand up for them always, not just conditionally.

This rule is important to me personally, due to one of my ex-best friends, at the time best friend, letting me get harshly abused verbally by someone who is transphobic in their family, and they stood around and did nothing whilst I cried.

That's pretty much a textbook case of what not to do. Lol.

6. When you notice they're feeling dysphoric about their bodies, try and remind them of the traits that they like and the traits that they will have in the future (if they go on HRT that is)

things like calling them 'handsome', 'dude', 'bro', 'milady', 'miss', all these different nicknames can be cathartic for trans people who might have never been called those terms before, or very rarely.

Obviously you're not expected to know every whim of your trans friend, or any friend, but if you see them actively upset, this is a very sweet thing to do that can cheer them up very quickly.

7. Even if you do not understand it at all, and can't comprehend the transgender concept whatsoever, please try your best to think of where your loved one is coming from.

Sometimes it's hard to see the pain they go through, so you may assume nothing is going on, and that they're going through a phase, or faking it, but that is usually very untrue/unlikely.

And even if they are going through a phase, if you support them, that will make all the difference and they'll remember that the rest of their lives, even if they do grow out of it, which is extremely rare so it's unlikely in the first place.

What matters is having each other's backs, even if not understanding everything.

Not everything is meant to be understood by everyone. People come from wildly different generations and cultural backgrounds and it makes sense that it would be hard for some, but it,'s so important to try!

8. This is a small, cute optional thing, but if they're in the closet and unable to use their real name anywhere, try taking them somewhere like Starbucks where they get to have their name written on their cup.

I know that might sound funny, but it was one of my favourite moments in my life when I saw my new name correctly on my Starbucks cup.

Little things like that can really boost your mood!

Just a random thought, but I thought I'd add it in.

9. If you're close with them, make sure they practise self-care and wellbeing.

Trans people are known especially to have very high suicide rates, over 50% of trans people have attempted suicide, so it's extremely important to make sure your trans friend is as supported as possible, so that they always have people to fall back on.

If needed, remind them to take showers, remind them to eat, and sleep, things like that.

This one mainly has to do with if you live with the person and know them well.

But even people you don't know them well, you can suggest self-care practises to them, or even put together a little care package of self care products, but make sure they're all natural!

10. A good way to train to use their pronouns and name correctly, is to think of them in your mind hard, and then repeat their new name and pronouns in your brain or aloud with the picture of them in your mind over and over for as long as you need every day or so.

Eventually this association will become so strong you'll automatically get it every time!

11. Most importantly, just be there for people in need.

Stand up for those without a voice, whilst giving them a voice. If you're one of the people out there who is not LGBT+ in any way, but is making an effort to learn about us,

I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

People like you are extravagantly rare, and so kind. And it definitely means you have an open badass mind.

Anyway, that concludes this article, please comment your thoughts!

Many more articles about being transgender I'll write in the future, and I'll post the ones I write soon.

Please feel free to check back at my account to see if I write any new ones or additions to previous articles!

Thank you for reading.

- Atom T. L. Yorke

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