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kingtheghast · 1 year

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for 2022's first monday i drew my fourth maidtyn which took concerningly little convincing to draw, Martyn im so sorry-

#inthelittlewood #maidtyn #maidtyn monday #itlwart #trip down memory lane fr #ghast.art

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crocksyo · 6 days

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Let me take you all on a journey down memory lane, featuring my father, Mr. Jepsen.

Now Mr. Jepsen was a farmer, like his father, and his father before him. He was infact the 11th generation to inherite the Mayfarm.

However he was also a spiritual man. Spirits, angels, healing, crystals, that sort.

On to the story:

On a cool fall day in 1996, Mr. Jepsen was working on the roof of the barn. He had been at it for a good while, when the elderly neighbour across the road comes running through the courtyard, yelling for him. You see, I had decided to announce my arival, and my mother had been trying to call him for hours. He had to hurry and get going.

If you were told you had to hurry, your daughter is being born at the hospital 20mins away, and it might be anytime now, you might want to maybe quickly change out of your working clothes and get a move on, but not Mr. Jepsen..

Oh no.. Mr. Jepsen got down from the roof, went to take a shower, packed a bag, packed CDs with meditation music and ofcourse a whole ass radio to play the CDs, then off he went. He got there, everything in hand, just in time for my mom to be transfered to the operationroom, for a c-section.

My mom has said she almost didn't let him in to the room, when she saw him in the door. She was so angry 🙃

Mr. Jepsen was a special man, wasn't really a great man... But he was certainly something!

Thx for joining me for memory monday, on this thursday morning ❤️

#memory #memory lane #funny story #haha #lol #childhood #childhood stories #dad stuff #when i was a kid #birth story #from being old #funny #as i was told #just dad things #father #farmers daughter #farmer #memory monday #childhood memories

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dixons-sunshine · 9 days

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Imagine this…. for the young daryl X young reader au

Reader has a camcorder which she carries around when her and daryl go on little trips and they end up finding it again after years for whatever reason and it’s a nice little fluffy scene where they relive earlier times together before everything

A Trip Down Memory Lane | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

*GIF isn't mine.*

Summary: While unpacking your things for your new apartment with Daryl, you stumbled across an old video camera you had used to film little moments between you and Daryl in your teen years. A visit down memory lane gives Daryl the push he needed to ask you something important.

Genre: Fluff.

Era: Pre outbreak.

Part of the Shopping Spree, Hangout Dreams universe.

Warnings: Swearing.

Word count: 1.5k

A/n: This request was so cute! I hope you don't mind that I paired it with another idea I had. It just seemed like it would fit perfectly. And I made Daryl romantic in this because he's a romantic deep down.

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“Dear god, what the fuck was I thinking? That style was horrible!”

Daryl laughed at your comment, pulling you closer into his side. “I think ya looked cute. Kinda like Minnie Mouse in a way.”

“That doesn't make it any less horrible. Polka dots and frilly pink headbands are not my thing,” you laughed, skipping to the next video on the video camera you had found.

You and Daryl were in the midst of unpacking the boxes with all of your things. The two of you had just recently found a cheap enough apartment to rent and were busy organising everything when you had stumbled upon an old video camera that you had used when you were teenagers. Everything else was quickly forgotten as you and Daryl sat in the middle of what should be the living room, surrounded by a bunch of boxes as you took a trip down memory lane.

“Fuck, please tell me tha' ain't me,” Daryl groaned when a younger version of him appeared on the screen. “Jesus, buddy. Ya ever heard of sunlight? It'd do ya good to work on yer tan. Ya look like a fuckin' sheet of paper.”

You chuckled at the comment, nodding your head in agreement. “You do kinda look pale in this.”

“Looks like I needed at least 50 blood transfusions. M'surprised I didn't drop dead back then,” Daryl agreed, shaking his head in disapproval of his former self. “Can't believe s'already been a decade. Feels like jus' yesterday when we were back in yer mom's trailer.”

“Time flies. Now we're moving in to what is hopefully our last apartment for a while. You've got a great job down at that motorcycle repair shop and I've got a great teaching gig,” you replied, placing the video camera down next to you.

Daryl nodded. “Mhm,” he agreed, before giving you a playful smile. “Dun' know 'bout yer gig, though. Those five year olds are gremlins. They're gon' eat ya alive when ya start on Monday. Ya dun' stand a chance.”

You faked an offended gasp and shoved him lightly, eliciting a laugh from him. “I'll have you know, Mr Dixon, that I'm more than capable of handling a couple of five year olds. I've been doing it for two years.”

Daryl smiled and pulled you closer into his side, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Yeah, I know. S'those high schoolers yer plannin' on teachin' one day tha's gon' eat ya up. Teenagers are the real ones ya should look out for.”

“Luckily that won't be for a while. I'm quite content on just teaching the little ones for now,” you responded, nuzzling your face into his chest. “And teenagers aren't that bad. Most of them are just misunderstood. Some of them are in situations a lot like—”

Despite cutting yourself off, Daryl knew exactly what you meant. If it were any other person, Daryl would've gotten pissed, but it wasn't just any other person. It was you, the love of his life, the person who's stuck with him despite everything, because of everything. He wouldn't fault you for one slip up. God only knows he'd said so much worse a couple of years ago, but you forgave him.

You were amazing to him like that.

“Situations a lot like wha' I went through,” Daryl finished for you, letting out a deep sigh.

“Sorry,” you hurriedly apologised, pulling back slightly to look into your boyfriend's eyes. “I didn't mean to bring it up. I—”

A tender kiss to your lips shut you up instantly. When Daryl pulled back, he gave you a reassuring smile. The last thing he wanted was for you to feel like he'd get mad at you for one minor slip of the tongue.

“S'alrigh',” he reassured you. “M'not mad. And yer righ'. There's way too many kids tha' go through wha' I went through. Tha's why any highschool would be lucky to have ya. Ya could help a lot of kids in situations like tha'. No, ya will help a lot of kids in situations like tha'. Jus' like ya helped me.”

You smiled and gently cupped his cheek, bringing him into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” you whispered when you pulled away, resting your forehead against his.

“I love ya too. More than ya'll ever know,” he responded, before pulling away and reaching for something in his pocket. “But maybe this will give ya a glimmer of how much I love ya.”

You gasped in surprise, happy tears welling up in your eyes. A choked up laugh escaped you, ecstasy flooding through your body as your eyes flickered between the man you loved and the small, round object he held delicately between his fingers.

A ring.

“I know this ain't the most expensive ring out there, and it dun' have some big diamond in the middle tha's worth more than this apartment, but m'hopin' s'enough. If I could get a better one, I would, and I will someday. Someday when I finally get promoted and yer teachin' high schoolers, when we dun' have to worry 'bout rent and shit like tha'.”

You smiled through your tears, another small laugh escaping. “Daryl—”

“Nah, please let me finish 'fore I chicken out,” he cut you off. When you nodded, he continued. “Ya've always been there fer me. Ever since we were twelve and ya started joinin' me by tha' river. When I needed ya the most, ya were always there with a reassurin' smile and a willin' ear. Then ya became my girlfriend ten years ago, and despite everythin', ya've stuck with me. Despite my outbursts, my baggage, my brother...”

You laughed at that. “I really don't like your brother.”

Daryl chuckled and nodded. “I know, but ya stayed. Fer ten years now, ya've been by my side. Yer my best friend, my partner in crime, the love of my life, and there's no one I wanna spend the rest of my days with than the beautiful, kind, funny, smart woman right in front of me. Yer my ray of sunshine, the one who always manages to make me feel better.”

Daryl adjusted himself until he was on one knee in front of you. Your breath got caught in your throat, and you scrambled to sit on your knees, your eyes sparkling in wonder as the ring glinted in the light.

“Sunshine, would ya do me the honour of bein' my wife?”

Words completely eluded you at that moment. You quickly grabbed his face and brought him into a kiss, that particular kiss conveying more than words ever could. When you pulled away, you smiled softly at him.

“Yes, I'll marry you. You didn't even have to ask.”

Daryl let out a sigh of relief and pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly. “God, tha' was nerve wrackin'.”

You laughed as you pulled away from the hug. “I bet. You know, for a man of few words, that speech was kind of incredible. It definitely beat the one I had planned for you.”

Daryl frowned in confusion. “Wha' speech fer me?”

Nervously, you reached into your own pocket and pulled out a silver band. Daryl's eyes widened in surprise as you showed him the ring you had.

“I was kinda getting fed up with waiting for you to pop the question, so I was gonna take matters into my own hands.”

Daryl let out a laugh of surprise and shook his head. “Wow,” he mused. “Gender roles be damned, huh?”

“Damn straight,” you agreed, before motioning to the ring in his hand. “You can slip the ring on my finger, Mr Dixon.”

Complying with your request, he slipped the ring onto your finger. Before you even had to ask, Daryl extended his left hand to you. You smiled and slipped his own ring onto his finger.

Looking at the ring, Daryl smiled fondly. “Ya continue to surprise me everyday, Mrs Dixon.”

“I'm not a Dixon yet,” you reminded him, allowing him to pull you into his arms for the millionth time that day. “But I could be one soon. Maybe tomorrow, even.”

“Ya suggestin' we elope?” he asked, raising his eyebrows at the idea—an idea that sounded absolutely perfect to him. “Yer mom would kill us if she found out.”

“Well,” you began, admiring the ring on your finger. “It's better to ask for forgiveness than permission. Besides, we don't need some elaborate wedding to show how much we love each other. All we need is each other, and someone willing to officiate. We can go to the courthouse tomorrow.”

“Tha' sounds absolutely perfect,” Daryl agreed, pressing a kiss to your head.

“By the way, if you buy me another ring in the future to replace this one, I will be pissed. This ring is perfect.”

“Whatever makes ya happy, Mrs Dixon. I love ya.”

“I love you too.”

#krys writes .ೃ࿐#shopping spree hangout dreams #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon x female reader #daryl x reader #twd daryl #the walking dead #norman reedus x reader #norman reedus #young!daryl #young!daryl dixon #young daryl dixon

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oliveisme533 · 2 months

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My dad’s neighbor is a dilf

Chapter 4

Joel Miller x You

Summery: You had decided to spend your summer in Austin with your dad. You used to spend almost every summer there, but hadn't spent a summer there since you were a teenager. Which means you hadn't seen a certain Joel Miller in years..

Warnings: abusive ex is back. Verbal abuse and physical violence (not against reader)

You roll over in your bed with a groan and stretch your arms. Grabbing your phone you check the time 10:03. Early for you. You decide to hop in the shower before your dad can ask you to help pick up fallen branches in the yard from last nights storm. You let the scolding water hit your body and you draw in a deep breath. Tomorrow was Monday which meant your dad would be back to work and you wouldn't have anyone to talk to or hang out with until 5 o'clock. Rinsing the soap from your face you contemplated just what to do with tomorrow, in fact you were beginning to wonder how to make use of your summer in general. The last couple weeks of doing nothing had been a much needed reprieve from your busy life, but you were starting to get a little stir crazy. You turned off the water, still deep in thought when you heard your phone buzzing. You tiptoed over to your bedside table and saw Joel's name lighting up the screen. "Why is he calling me?" You pick up the phone ...

Hello Hey sweetheart didn't wake ya did I? No no I've been up...for a few minutes (Joel chuckled) Well hey listen, one of my coworkers was looking for a sitter for tonight. He and the Misses are going out and their regular girl can't make it. Any interest in an easy job for the night? Oh yeah I can definitely do that. God know I've got nothing else going on. Okay I'll send you the info! Thanks darlin'

Obviously he wasn't calling just because he wanted to chat with you. It was a stupid thing to even hope for. The rest of the day went by relatively slowly, but when 6 o'clock rolled around you put some snacks in your back pack, a phone charger, and a book you had been trying to finish for several weeks now. The babysitting was easy. It was one kid, she was four years old and for the most part did whatever you asked. The parents told you they would be out late so when 11:45 rolled around you weren't surprised they hadn't come home yet. The house was quiet...too quiet. You never much liked this part of being a baby sitter. It was different when you did it for Sarah. The millers house was always warm and full of life. Those nights when Joel did get home a little later you felt safe curling up in on his couch with the TV on. Most of the times you would fall asleep like that and Joel would drive you home the next day after making you and Sarah breakfast. You smile at the memory. The sounds of the house settling are enough to snap you from this daydream down memory lane. "Fuck I really don't like this huge, quiet house. What if I call someone to keep me company. Dad will be asleep, so would mom and my sister. I bet Joel Miller is awake..." you stare at your phone and contemplate this next move. "Fuck it" you mutter and tape his name. The phone only rings a couple of times before you hear Joel's husky voice. A twinge of guilt shoots through you as you fear you've woken him up.

Hello? Everything okay? Hey, yeah I'm so sorry did I wake you? I was just restin' my eyes that's all. I ain't in bed yet. Well I just- I really don't like being in these houses all by myself. It sounds stupid but it's kinda scary I guess. 'S not stupid. You want someone to talk to-keep ya company? Yeah... and I figured you'd be awake still, but I guess I figured wrong You're all right honey, I really don't mind. I needed to get off this couch and sleep in my bed any how. But how 'bout you tell me about your day? My day was pretty boring honestly. I played with the cat, ate some ice cream and watched TV Wat'd ya watch? Love island What in the hell is that?

You laughed and proceeded to tell him all about the show. A little while passed and then you heard the lock click and knew the parents were home. You told Joel you had to go to which he responded "alright let me know when you get home safe. Can call me if you want." Back home you pondered whether or not you should call Joel. It was late and you were feeling tired, but you wanted to talk to him. After slipping into your pajamas you felt like you could hardly stay awake much longer, but you were determined to take advantage of this invitation from Joel to call him. So you tapped his name and watched the phone ring. You put it to your ear and your heart sank with each unanswered ring. When it went to voicemail you resolved that he had likely fallen asleep and you decided to do the same.

The next day you woke up early (ish) at 9:00. Your dad had already left for work. You roll over in your bed to check your phone and your heart pounds.

Missed call from Joel Miller 36m ago

You're hoping he's not at work yet and call him back quickly. "Hey sweetheart" he picks up within a few rings. "Sorry I missed your call last night. I ended up falling asleep and didn't hear the phone." It was so nice to hear his voice first thing in the morning. "Oh you don't need to apologize. I didn't really need anything, I just like talking to you" you could almost hear Joel grin as he said "well I like talkin' to you too sugar" you had walked down to your kitchen to put on a pot of coffee at this point when you say "hey why aren't you at work?" "Waitin for some parts to come in for this current job. Until they do there's nothin else I can really do. But the parts are supposed to be here by noon... so I'll get my ass to work in a couple hours" you notice a note taped to the fridge as Joel finishes saying all this. "I completely forget" you mutter to yourself, but apparently Joel hears. "What'd you forget?" "My dad left me a note reminding me that he's gone on a business trip and won't be back until Thursday." "Oh that's right. Your dad did mention that. Told me to keep an eye out for ya." "Did he really? "Yeah I mean you're going to be by yourself in that big house for almost 3 days" "I'm a grown ass woman though!" Joel chuckled. "No ones sayin you ain't, darlin. Dads worry and that don't change from when you're 5 or when you're 25" "I guess that's fair enough" you shrug. "I should get my day started here... might go on a run and catch up on laundry" "Well if you need anything the next couple of days just hollar" You hang up the phone with brief goodbyes and run your fingers through your tangled bed head. You groan as you massage your temple. "What the fuck am I doing?? I'm catching feelings for Joel fucking Miller. What's worse is that I'm flirting with him too"

Against your better judgement you decide to text Joel later in the day Hey what time you get off tonight? I should be wrapping up by 7...Why? You want to swing by for dinner? Nothing fancy. I'm just bored and I don't love being here alone in the evenings for long periods of time lol. Well I ain't gonna turn you down for some dinner. I'll see you at 7:30. Can I pick anything up at the store for ya on my way there? Well if you're offering... maybe some ice cream? And a bottle of rosè You got it

The rest of the day went by slowly. 7:30 couldn't get here fast enough. You were hoping for something to happen tonight with Joel, but you weren't sure what that would be. You hadn't decided if the lingering glances from him were just something you were imagining or actually happening. Around 6:30 you decide to hope in the shower and of course shave...because you never know right? After your shower you settle on wearing a simple, linen dress that's super comfortable and not all that fancy. At exactly 7:30 you hear the doorbell ring. You jump off the sofa to answer it, your heart in your throat. But when you open the door, you're afraid you might be sick. It's not Joel Miller who stands there, but your toxic ex boyfriend ...Ben.

"What the fuck are you doing? You need to leave" Ben smirks. "Aren't you a delight. I just wanted to talk to you, and since you've block my number I had to take matters into my hands." Your heart was racing. Ben had never shown any physical violence against you, but you didn't know what he was capable and you didn't want to find out. "I thought I made myself really fucking clear that we are over" you said with a shaky voice. "Baby I just don't think you get to make that call. I mean I've done so much to make this relationship work. You can't just throw all that away. You know you're never going to find another guy who puts up with your shit." That was it. Something in you snapped. Something that had been brewing for literally years was about to come out. "No fuck you!" You shoved him in the chest with both palms and he stumbled back just a step, caught off guard by your motion. "Screw you! I don't need a guy to put up with anything about me, you asshole. You act like you're some fucking hero for tolerating the fact that I struggle with my mental health and stuff!" Ben was fuming now. You had never laid hands on him and you could tell the shove had lit something inside him too. "You have issues you know that?! You have fucking issues in your head!" He screamed at you getting up in your face and grabbing your arms tightly, pinning them to your sides. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Joel's truck coming down the street and pulling into your drive way. Ben was now shaking you and yelling "YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH.." he didn't get to finish his sentence because a firm hand grabbed him by the shoulder and yanked him backwards.

If looks could kill...you had never seen such an expression on Joel. He looked like he could tear Ben to pieces right then and there, yet he maintained a calm composure. "I suggest you get the fuck off this porch and don't come back, son" Joel said in a low voice. Ben scoffed. "Get out of here, old man. This ain't your business" Ben spat. "Son, we can do this the easy way or the hard way." Ben let his head fall back and let out a chuckle that sent a chill down your spine. "Is that so?" Without warning Ben threw a punch and Joel and narrowly missed "Ben!" You shrieked. Ben straightened up sent another punch. Joel grabbed his wrist, mid punch and yanked him in close. Joel towered over him. "Do not make me repeat myself again. I said get the fuck off this porch, or things will get ugly." At this Joel shoved Ben forcefully away, causing him to stumble backwards. Ben still looked angry, but now there was a hint of fear in his eyes too. He gave you one last glare and then jogged back to his car.

As soon as Ben's car sped off. Joel sun around. "Are you okay??" He asked, grabbing your face in his hands. "Um yeah" you managed to squeak. "I mean that fucking scared me tho." Joel looked like he might be sick. "I am so sorry wasn't here at 7:30. If I got here on time- " "Joel come on you don't need to do that. It's not like either of us had any idea Ben would show up here. I'm glad you came when you did though." Joel massaged the bridge of his nose. He looked stressed and was probably imaging what would have happened if he didn't show up at all. He shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut as if trying to rid himself of the notion. "Joel look at me I'm fine!" You said pulling his hand away from his face. Joel took your hand in his and stroked it with his thumb. "Okay" he said softly. "Did you get my ice cream?" You said trying to change the subject. A smile tugged at his mouth. "Yeah I did, baby"

You had made spaghetti for dinner, about one of the only dishes you were confident in preparing. You and Joel sat at the table in silence and you watched as he pushed his food around. "I'm sorry I'm not a chef...if you want we could just order a pizza?" You suggested. Joel looked up at you seemingly caught off guard. "No no no it's not that! The meal is delicious. I guess I just don't have an appetite. That's all." You pushed back from the table and the chair scraping against the hardwood made Joel jump slightly. "Baby I didn't mean to offend you it's just" you laughed as you reached for the shelf above the stove "Joel I'm not mad I'm just looking for something." Joel slowly walked towards where you were balancing on a stool trying to get the top door of the cabinet open. "Um...what's that?" You grunted as you finally got hold of what it was you were looking for. "My dad's red wine. It's gross too me, but he always says red wine gives you an appetite." You hopped off the stool and thrust the bottle into his chest. "Where's the wine you got me? I would like to get into that like asap." Before waiting for a response you went into the other room where the grocery bag still sat with the ice cream and wine and dug out the bottle. You hastily removed the top and began drinking. "Y/n...slow down what are you doing?" You removed the bottle from your lips and wiped your mouth. "What does it look like I'm doing?" Joel's face was laced with concern. "Okay that's enough. I'm calling your dad, you can stay at mine until he gets home. I'm sure he'll book the first flight back when he hears.." you didn't let Joel finish. He had tried to grab the bottle from your hands "no, fuck off I'm a grown woman. I don't need you calling me dad to tell on me or whatever." Joel placed both hands in his hair and squeezed his head "sweetheart you're clearly not okay! And for good reason... will you just let me help you? I'm worried about you. This shit wasn't in any of the parenting books I read before Sarah.." "you're not my dad!" "No no I'm not saying that I just" ... "is that all this is? You want to fill the void of not having your daughter at home this summer. So you come over here to parent me because my dad's not here? I don't fucking need that Joel I don't want you to see me that way."

...to be continued

#joel miller #joel tlou #fanfic #joel and ellie #smut #girl dad #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fic #joel miller fluff #joel miller smut

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otdiaftg · 1 month

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Neil gets the hint after a minute of tense silence and gets out. The door opposite him is unlocked. He opens it but hesitates halfway into the car when he see's who is waiting for him.

At first glance, Ichirou Moriyama doesn't look like much. His black silk suit spoke of excessive wealth, but his youthful features undermine that pretentiousness. He only has a couple years on Neil to start with and genetics make him look even younger. He is just another hopeful businessman, maybe, another rich kid CEO living life in the vertical fast lane. Neil is fooled for all of one second: the moment it takes him to meet Ichirou's eyes across the backseat. This man is not like Neil's father, with his temper and thugs and ugly reputation. He is not like Riko, with his selfish cruelty and childish tantrums. This is a man who could hold both of them in check with a glance, a man who'd been raised to rule. He is the Moriyamas' power in living, breathing form, and with his father's death he sits alone and untouchable on its throne. Neil considers turning around and walking away but suspects that is a good way to get shot in the back. He doesn't know why he is here, since not even Riko has ever met his brother face-to-face, but he knows one misstep means his uncle's hopeful truce is void. Neil paws desperately at his memory, searching for any advice on how to handle this encounter. Neil can't face Ichirou as Neil Josten; he has to face Ichirou as a Wesninski would. That means every word has to be the truth and this has to be the biggest lie Neil has ever told.

Day: Monday, March 18th / 19th* Time: 1:18 PM EST

*Due to the Leap Year, I have opted to highlight the day rather than the date to keep the events in occurrence to the 2007 year. I will continue to mark both days accordingly.

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castawavy · 4 days

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November Save MEGA summary (part 2)

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hope you all enjoyed the previous summary, it was a nice walk down memory lane for me 😁❤ anyways let's just jump into the next one

so basically overall steve was really HATING working at Hogan's but June was just doing really well in general (enough to be the main earner in the household essentially so steve was able to quit his job)

june attempted to wingwoman raj again because things didnt really work out with kamala... LMAO

on friday she took a day off and decided to go for a job interview to join an in-house legal team

and very quickly she learned shed got the job 😁🤸‍♀️💖

on monday she let her manager Margot know she was resigning and officially handed in her resignation to the boss, boss, Jared. they were all super happy for her, and june was grateful to have had a good time working with them all

THEN, after that she visited her mom for awhile (who lives in Brindleton Bay, and caught up with her without steve or the kids)

that same weekend it was adelaide's birthday and they threw her a modest party (they are always paycheck to paycheck kinda ngl but june's recent job change / promotion means that things are getting better

bonus shot of the kids being EXTRA cute (they get on really well) 💖

very VERY soon after that, june attended a conference in Tartosa with her new team, which was a great chance to get to know everyone...

UNFORTUNATELY things got a bit flirty at the dinner 🌹😢 and the brunette guy behind june flirted with June and she did it back 😵 and yeah... nothing else happened but YIKES. my interpretation of june is honestly that she got a taste of what her life could have been like, without steve... the kids... bills etc, and she got a bit carried away by the glitz and glam of it all 🤷‍♀️ (sorry I do like my sims to have flaws, & like everyone else june is not perfect </3), but yeah as I said nothing else happened and june immedietaly felt AWFUL about it as she should (shes a loyal trait sim) 😘 but she did look stunning that night

when she got home it was extra bad as well because she had to face steve (and the kids) and it made he realise how lucky she had it, cuz steve also got her some champagne to celebrate her new job ☠😂

so... june confessed and told steve about what happened, and ngl even I was suprised he took it so well and was understanding + I think he appreciated she told him right away

also right after he mentioned marriage??? I think the two of them needed to talk about it cuz june always saw herself getting married I think and steve hadnt really considered it...

BUT YEAH drama / crisis averted AHAHAH sorry this seems really fast but I promise it had been brewing for some time - I think out of the two of them, unfortunately june is just a little bit more insecure than steve, because she has set so many expectations on herself & her mother growing up was very strict with her </3 overall I know she invisioned her life going differently, but when faced with that actual opportunity she didnt take it 😘❤🤸‍♀️

bonus picture of steve because we havent seen him for awhile now and hes gotten a lot healthier recently / working on himself and his mental health a bit (not quit smoking yet though) also raj came over and june seemed more like his best friend than steve because they were joking around so much 😂😂😂

also omg then adie had a bear phase...

😁 and that's a wrap for this summary but PHEW a lot of focus on june this time (I always love giving my sims really complex spouses)

before / next

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #sims 4 #sims 4 gameplay #november save #nsgen1

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singguks · 1 year

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the unbearable lightness of being ✩ knj

✩ FIRST CHAPTER OF EVERYTHINGOES

which includes... fluff and slice of life content ⏤ 822 words.

━━━━━ NEXT !

in which... he feels the heavy weight of his routine and serendipity goes his way !

Spring was turning around the corner and somehow Namjoon’s life felt dull and bloomless still.

He had been strolling aimlessly all Saturday, thinking if he should take a break from his job starting Monday. Or maybe just run away from his manager for a while. Do something else with his life. Go to another country, and live a brand new adventure. That’s how he came to know the little vintage library tucked on the corner of a busy street—because of his equally busy brain and restless feet.

There was no one inside besides him, a kind-eyed grandpa behind the counter, a calico cat, and tons of dusty books—just how Namjoon liked them. And yet the books weren’t what he felt pulled toward to inspect.

On top of two piles that were flooding the floor, there was a ham radio. The aged equipment had a collection of space stickers adorning it which only contributed to filling Namjoon’s brain with nostalgia and fond memories. A long time ago, when he was still a kid, he got to know about the existence of such a radio. Later on, it resulted in tons of questions about its functioning, something that his Physics teacher was eager to provide the answers to.

He heard the old man clearing his throat snapping him off his down-to-memory-lane trance. “If you like it so much I’m more than happy to see it go.”

Namjoon had to double-check on the smiley grandpa behind the old wooden structure. It was a fact that he would be glad to display the device around his house next to the art he collected… It was inspiration after all. Something to connect him with his inner child, even if the equipment wouldn’t work anymore. But not a week ago his mom teased about his house looking like a science fair museum and he wouldn’t want to contribute to that statement. “How much for it?” he asks while pondering and the elder dismisses his offer, going around on the counter.

“Oh no. That one isn’t priced,” he said as he approached with some difficulty. “I would be glad to see it go to a new home after so many years!”

“Are you sure?” Namjoon asks and then looks at the device. “It’s a relic now, sure, and that’s why it should have its price…” he regarded, feeling bad to take the offer without paying something to the old man.

The grandpa let out a chuckle, eyeing him with fondness. “And that is precisely why I’m giving it to you.” he continued with a look that told Namjoon he had already lived plenty to know what he was talking about. “Everything goes, son. But it’s when you know the value of things that you are considered worthy enough to keep ‘em.” he gave Namjoon a gentle tap on his broad shoulders before turning around, “Take it. It was already yours, to begin with.”

Namjoon went home that Saturday with a ham radio underneath his arm and a little paper bag holding an old edition of The Unbearable Lightness Of Being by Milan Kundera. A book that he had already read many times before but upon the gentleness of that stranger, it seemed the right thing to do or the right price to repay.

✩ April 7, 2018

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“Can someone hear me? Hello?”

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“Ugh. I swear this will never work…”

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“Um… Hello?”

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“Oh, my God! Hi! Can you hear me? Is this real?”

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“Uh… Yes? I can hear you”

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“Thank heavens! It’s been a week already. I couldn’t pick up anyone’s frequency…”

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“I’m Hyori by the way!”

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“Hello?”

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“Sorry! Uhm, yeah, nice to meet you! But uh… What do you mean by anyone’s frequency?”

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“You do this regularly? Like a channel or something?”

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“Oh gosh, no. *laughs* I’m currently developing something for the company I work with, that’s why the radio.”

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“A friend of mine suggested it since I need the opinion of strangers… He said this is how he did a survey back in college, so I thought… Let’s risk it!”

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“Wouldn’t it be easier doing it the obvious way? Don’t get me wrong! I like the effort *laughs*”

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“I thought about the newspaper as well but I don’t know, the idea seemed gnarly…”

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“What’s your name again?”

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“*soundly laughter* you’re funny!”

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“And I’m Namjoon.”

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“Namjoon… I like it! Nice to meet you, now officially”

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“Same!”

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“Listen, I really gotta run but um… If it’s not asking much, would you please tune in at this frequency tomorrow? It would literally save my life!”

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“It’s just some silly questions about routines really… Please?”

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“I mean… Yeah, sure. I see you when I see you or…?”

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“What? Nevermind- Are you sure? Can I count on you?”

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“Yes, *chuckles* you can”

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“THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU! This is stellar!”

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“Are you ok with tomorrow by, umm, 4 o’clock?”

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“I’ll be waiting.”

✩ ━━━━ everythingoes' masterlist here !

#namjoon x reader #namjoon x oc #bts x oc #kim namjoon imagine #kim namjoon #namjoon scenarios #namjoon fluff #bts scenarios #bts series #bts fic #namjoon smau #namjoon imagine #rm x reader #rm fanfic #bts au #rm x y/n #.everythingoes

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Happy New Year! On our 6th episode of Jam Mechanics, we go down memory lane (way, WAY down memory lane). Get your new Calendars pinned up and mark "Jam Mechanics" for every other Monday. Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we challenge each other to write a song demo from scratch every episode.

If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!

Our Music: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠

and follow us on Instagram, YouTube, etc! Please share the show (and our music) with friends! lyrics for both songs below

BUG'S SONG Matt's Challenge: Your First Memory Title: Memories Lyrics: There were roses in the garden My toys were on the lawn My brother rode a bicycle Watched closely by my mom

I toddled off the patio I often wandered off And quickly get corralled by My sweetheart of a dog

These are the details These are the memories These are the moments always cut from documentaries These are the details These are the memories That never stick

I was just a baby in the backyard Learning one thing at a time The shapes and colors turning Into object ‘fore my eyes

It was an early autumn evening The first I could recall I crunch the leaves beneath my feet My dad records it all

These are the details These are the memories These are the moments always cut from documentaries These are the details These are the memories That never stick

They called me in for dinner but Before I headed in They handed me a cup of kibble Filled up to the brim

I toddled to the doghouse Thats when God, she hit record My first memory is getting all my shit rocked by a bird

Can’t choose the details Can’t choose the memories Can’t choose the scars they leave so sudden, unexpectedly Can’t choose the details Can’t choose the memories I wish we weren’t so primed to focus on upsetting things Can’t choose the details Can’t choose the memories That seem to nest inside your head The awful details That form these memories But if I could instead I’d choose the details The little memories And make ‘em stick

MATT'S SONG Bug's Challenge: "Calendar" Title: The Year of Confusion Lyrics: Uh sorry, Matt's notepad crashed and we didn't want to type them up again.

#jammechanics #the narcissist cookbook #bug hunter #podcast #music podcast #Youtube

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kandisheek · 17 days

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FIC REC WEEK 14 - AUTHOR WEEK

MASTERPOST

Here are all the fics I recommended this week. For the more thorough recs, see the posts by clicking the corresponding numbers:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7

seventymilestobabylon (1)

should be a dream but I'm not sleepy Bring Him Home Triskelion Crescent Theory of Mind sambar and scaffolding

RayShippouUchiha (2)

Fearful Symmetry Grip. Chamber. Sights. The Beat We Drum Monday In A Cafe (All You Did Was Look My Way) The Straight Path (Until The End Of My Days)

Amuly (3)

Shower Rocks Fairy Godmother Close Shave Gold “Member” Sheriff's Watch

magicasen (4)

Keeping a Close Eye In Your Shadow My Favorite Loser Redame Off Your Feet

itsallAvengers (5)

Hold me, I'm yours Memory Lane Talking Bodies Going Steady 'Til Death Do Us Part

Cluegirl (6)

Gladhand Tea and No Sympathy Operation Extraction Stony Going Detour

La_Temperanza (7)

How to Mimic Letters, Fliers, and Stationery Without Using Images How to Mimic Author's Notes and Kudos/Comment Buttons How to Mimic Email Windows How to Make iOS Text Messages on AO3 How to Create Notebook Lined Paper on AO3 Sticky Notes on AO3 Without Using Images How to Make Deadpool's Thinking Boxes on AO3 How to Make Newspaper Articles on AO3 How To Make Images Fit in Mobile Browsers How to Make Linked Footnotes on AO3 How To Change Text on AO3 When the Cursor is Hovering Over It (Or Clicked on Mobile) How to Wrap Text around Images How to Make Customized Page Dividers How to Make Invisible Text (That Can Be Highlighted)

#marvel #fanfic #fic rec #ficrec #fanfic rec #a year in fanfic recs #masterpost #stony #winteriron #stuckony

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blu3haw4 · 4 months

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Hi! Hello! I comes to share something as well as pit a disclaimer, I by no means cosider myself an artist, I do not have the natural talent nor have I ever put in the work to achive any level of tecnich.

Now, I'm cleaning my room because i bought a new bed and i have to compleately rearrange the distribution for it to fit, and as one does i took a trip down memory lane while opening boxes and I found this tiny little sketch

And i am so immensely proud of it because it is exactly what i had in mind for that one scene i drew it for! This is a 17yo Anya Woods, working up on monday morning after 3 alarms because, well... she hates mondays 😁😁

That was all thank you, i just wanted to share because it brought me immense joy

#sketch #about me #mine #i don't know why i tag it if I've never been able to find anything on my blog but whatever #the 100 #theloo #Anya

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irenekohstudio · 1 year

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Take a walk down memory lane, What's the first video game/s you ever played?

For many of us, playing video games was a significant part of our childhood and teenage years, providing hours of entertainment and joy. It's a reminder of a time when life was simpler and more carefree.

As for me, my first ever games were Contra and Conker. Looking back, the graphic is nowhere near the level of video game nowadays, but the nostalgia they evoke is a testament to their timeless appeal.

Happy mondays beautiful people.

-Chicky

#bunnyart #bunnygirl #bunnylovers #rabbitart #rabbitcute #gaming #kawaii #kawaiiart #gamingcommunity #gaminglife #gamingposts #gamergirls #gamernerd #gamercommunity

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1-1-s1ay-2-2 · 1 year

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Sure. You boys got the “bro code” but we girls got our “sister song”

Now, you boys live by a cold code, but the sisterhood of all women live and love by the warmest song of our hearts.

We females are indeed born to a male-dominated world, so we’ve learned to be hostile toward one another in competition for the males.

They know this, but ironically, it seems to be we women are the ones who can’t see how we’re being mass played like a hillybilly band with blazing banjos in the rolling hills of Appalachia.

Men have turned us against one another, ladies.

I think it’s high time we take out the trash and clear the way for natural female relationships and sisterhood bonding again.

Women used to somewhat stick together.

We should bring that back!

#going down monday’s memory lane #explained

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lola-andheruniverse · 6 months

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One-Shot Monday - Caryl Fanfiction Rec

Today I'm taking you all on a memory lane. Did you know we've got caryl fics from over ten years ago still available for you to read? 😮 It always surprise me how old our fandom is how it survived so much BS and how it keeps growing. New people keep coming, sharing their talent and passion for caryl with fanfics, arts, videos, gif sets and metas! And they're all amazing! But we've got so many old stories that deserve to be read, written by amazing people that left their mark although they are no longer active! So week 6 of our little project will be dedicated to some of them, because we wouldn't be here without those first shippers and writers. Today's one-shot is titled Even Better and written by SepticLovebite. It was first published on October 16th, 2012 on FF.net, and archived on 9Lives on March 02nd, 2016.

Summary: He knew how to push her. When to stop. How to rile her up so that she worked faster, with more fury. Just like he knew when she had too much, he would push in front of her and take over. She loved him for it.

Rating: T/Teen and Up Audiences Word count: 2439

This little story (two longer drabbles smashed together) takes place between S2 and S3 and it's an adorable prequel to S3E1. I love how our author (so very insightful) wrote their early relationship: easy-going, comfortable and full of tease - characteristics that last throughout their entire relationship on the show. I hope you enjoy this one, fellow caryler. May it put a smile on your face! And, if you can, leave a review to our author. Maybe it will bring a notification on their email, maybe not. But you'll have expressed gratitude into the world and maybe that's the point. 💙

#caryl #caryl positivity #caryl fic rec #caryl on #caryl fanfiction #caryl fandom #one shot monday #my fic rec

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stumbleonhometomycats · 1 year

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Are you the one who does hiddleswift updates? Can I sign up now lol

YES I AM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You can sign up here and below the cut is the first email I sent on May 2.

Do You Really Wanna Know Where I Was......

Monday, May 2, 2016

For a while now I have been a Gigi Hadid Birthday Party Truther™ in regards to Toe (RIP). But having Taylor fully admit with her whole chest on Midnights that moments before wooing Tom at the Met Gala she was charting constellations in Joe's eyes ALL WHILE STILL DATING "CALVIN" does add an extra fun layer to this whole thing.

Anyway, if you want to be historically accurate our story begins on Sunday May 1, 2016. Taylor can be seen exiting a pre Met Gala party steps behind Tom Hiddleston and Idris Elba (Daddy).

However, if you want to be as dramatic as our Biological Mother Taylor Swift taught us to be....

We start our story in New York at the Met Gala on Monday May 2, 2016.

Taylor Swift and Tom Hiddleston caused quite a stir after they spent the night dancing away. And thus began the most chaotic (and that's saying something) couple of months the Taylor Swift Fandom has ever endured. I'm excited to have you all join me on this journey down Hiddleswift Memory lane.

We have a few weeks until things really start to heat up, so in the meantime enjoy these snapshots of one of the most iconic nights in pop culture history.