#or like. watch part tomorrow. and then the last part sunday yknow

[wooahaes]

I kept wanting to message you again and again but aaah life keeps taking over >_< Anyway, as you might have guessed: it's layton anon here Did you manage to do your discussion board post or are you still on it? Hope it goes well<3 My essay is... uhm... yeah let's just say I'm working on it haha

OMG THE HAND HOLDING THING Y/N AND CHAN ARE LITERAL OTTERS THAT'S SO CUTE T-T (also istg UtS gives me so much cuddle envy I too want to sleep in a comfy cuddle pile)

same with jakob as a unit, he's just not it. But his quotes are superbe~ also yess the short, sassy quotes are so good fjdhfjh

I think you're really writing cheol so well. You found a good way to describe the dynamics between the members in general, it feels very on point to me. Sometimes it's super tiny things that make me go "oh!! that's so like them!!"

........... why did you have to say that about cheol always being in love with reader in every route why must you break my heart in this way (but also him putting her happiness first is so hfjshckejjhfj-- i' m fI nE)

reminds me i have to catch up with vernon and seungkwan's parts I'm so excited to read them!! I'll let you know when I did hehe~ Also I really get what you said about 10 wreckers at all times like. same. I'd say my biases are cheol and hao (tho chan has been dangerously close to join their circle one too many times hdjhfdj) but I literally love all of them sm T-T

i hope you're doing okay and are taking care of yourself! ily<3

hiii lovely <3 i hope things are going well for you tho!! sometimes life gets busy! no biggie, take care of urself <3 ur wellbeing comes first! also yeah ive got discussion board posts done hehe i have a paper due sunday but i think i'm gonna start working on it tomorrow unless we get confirmation that game nights gonna be tomorrow? good luck on the essay tho!!

god... mood tho i ALSO want a cuddle pile with ppl i love and trust. but yeah they're otters <3 he literally holds yn's hand all the time like. bestie just wants to hold a hand!! its for the comfort <3

i talked abt this with a friend btw abt jakob and felicia i think is who u get if u play as a guy? i never understood that. like im guessing its for romance stuff but if you can/will get both anyway??? why not give the player someone they'd realistically have as a butler/maid to watch after them???

aaa thank u!! the tiny things might literally just be me pulling from actual things they've said/done hehe but im glad i can capture things well!! i usually second guess myself sometimes but its reassuring to hear things like this :3 i love writing cheol tho. if i dont get whiny cheol in UtS at least somewhere tho i s2g ill delete /j

this only makes it worse but cheol is Not the only one who is always in love w reader in every route <3 like there's always at least two ppl who are in love w reader in every single route (cheol being one), maybe three. its all a matter of them all wanting to see yn happy instead of keeping them for themself <3

aaa thank u ill look forward to hearing ur thoughts then!! sorry in advance for seungkwan and all the fighting his has /j

i have started appreciating cheol a Lot more over this past year tbh? like i only got into svt last october-ish (whenever attacca dropped, i dont remember right offhand) and he wasnt rly high on my list. i just appreciate him and all he does for the group while also being like... the POUTIEST man sometimes. seungkwan doesnt say he loves him back and cheol is just like >:( carats would never treat me like this smh. get u a man who can do both.

hao truly is an artist and i can deeply appreciate that aspect of him even if he's not like. high on my list? like i love svt as a whole but i full yknow tht i love other members more (even if they arent my biases). i think i really appreciate how much of himself hao puts into what he does. he's so passionate about what he does. also hai cheng made me cry so ill never forgive him for tht /hj

(no but rly i did break down crying the first & only time i listened/watched the mv and i cannot bring myself to listen again bc i think i'll cry again if i do. beautiful song tho, i just do not want to cry lmao)

im doing fine! i had an eye appointment yesterday and had my eyes dilated so that was a bit of a pain to deal with, but im getting new glasses! my prescription has changed Slightly so thankfully no headaches or anything lol only thing fucking w me now is allergies since pollen is UP rn and i hate it </3 summer class is almost over tho!! im going to enjoy my less than a month of chilling lol i dont even have a proper final for this class, i just have to edit my papers and resubmit them <3

i hope you're doing well, though! take care of yourself <3 get ur essay done when u can!! i believe in u <3 its always lovely to hear from you!!

#wooahaes.ask #layton anon

[thotsforvillainrights]

~Rainy Day~

(Man I’ve decided to combat baby fever by making some more of this Au. It’s been a while since I’ve written for it anyway so why not! Also you may notice the art I’ve drawn for this kiddo. It’s true his design differs from reader to reader. How he looks skin and hair wise is based entirely off your mind. But for me, I’ve drawn what I think he’d look like if I were Y/N myself.)

Au: Kaishi

Part: Sixteen

Theme: Fluff

A deep sullen sigh escaped as he sat on his knees and stared at the rain running down the window. He had long since lost his interest in pretending the drops were racing and now he was at the rock bottom of bordem itself. He leaned forward and pressed his chubby cheek against the window along with his ear so he could listen closely to the sound of rain hitting the roof. It could almost soothe him to sleep had it not been for the input from his father on the couch. 

“Brat, get your face off the window. Not only are you making it dirty with your dead skin and oils, but you’re also making yourself dirty from the possible germs it holds.” Kai spoke as he flipped the page of the book he was reading. effortlessly. “But I’m boooooooooored!” Kaishi drew out the word with a lengthy groan as his face slid down the window. Kai rolled his eyes and closed the book. “Then go do your homework.” He placed the book down and watched his son slug across the room to sit next to him on the couch. “I already did all of my work for today AND tomorrow too. I even did my bonus work.” Kai sighed and reached into his pocket to pull out a handkerchief. He began rubbing off the side of Kaishi’s face that was on the window as he spoke. “Alright then watch TV, or something. Go play with your toys, read something, or maybe help Pops tidy up the study. There’s a lot of stuff to do so cut out that complaining will you?” The boy grumbled under his breath and crossed his arms in annoyance. “I don’t want to do any of that stuff. I’m way too bored for that junk.” 

“Watch it.” Kai thumped his nose.

“Did I hear someone say they were bored?” You spoke as your head popped out from around the corner of the hallway entrance. The picture of both your son and husband’s eyes lighting up when seeing you was something you’d never get over. “What’s ailing you hmmm baby?” You took a seat on the other side of Kaishi and opened your arms for him to scurry into your lap. “I’m so super bored and daddy hasn’t given me any good advice.” You laughed at the way Kai scoffed. “Hmm well, it’s a rainy day huh. Why don’t you go puddle stomping?” Kaishi tilted his head at this, meanwhile Kai was shaking his head rapidly in the background. You smiled and continued explaining to you son while your husband sat in the background with a look of defeat. “Puddle stomping is something I used to do with my mom/dad/guardian when I was a little kid. It’s nothing big or serious but it was still really fun yknow? All you do is find puddles and take the biggest stomps you can! The bigger the stomp, the more fun the splash is! The best part of puddle stomping is when you come back inside from it. You take a warm bath and dry off with warm towels that were put in the clothes dryer. You can then have warm soup or hot chocolate depending on the weather. I always wanted an ice cream Sunday myself.” Kaishi’s wide eyes seemed to sparkle in excitement. He whipped his head around and practically shouted at Kai. “DADDY TAKE ME PUDDLE STOMPING PRETTY PLEASE!!!!!!!!” 

“Nope! Absolutely not! The entire act in itself is filthy. Think of all that nasty water that’s out in the streets. Not to mention the mud and dirt. That’s why I never did it myself, and I would’ve preferred if you never knew about the activity.” Kai paused to glare at you while you snickered to yourself. “Y/N, you do it.”

“Me? Well I’d love to but I’m busy today.”

“BS, no you aren’t.”

“Am too. I’ve got to get groceries.”

“Make Chrono do it.”

“Chrono is off today and I don’t want to bother the others. Why don’t you do it, my loving husband?”

“I’ve got paperwork to do.”

“Oh? That same paperwork you told me you finished earlier then?”

“...Well, Pops can do it then.”

“Nope, I’m taking Pops with me because he has a clinic appointment today.”

Kai groaned in defeat and Kaishi hopped off the couch. “Yes!!!” He rushed down the hallway to fetch his new raincoat and boots you got him last week. Once alone, Kai moved to smother you in a too tight hug. “You think you’re slick huh? Oh you’ll pay for this one later, Angel.” You wiggled out of his grasp and planted a kiss on his cheek, admiring the small pink that began dusting his cheeks. “Oh I’m so scared, oooo oh no!” You exaggerated before heading off to find Pops with a laugh. As you went down the hall, Kaishi came out of it wearing his rainy day attire. “Okay I’m ready!” Kai sighed and pulled his fluffy hood over his head. “You get 20 minutes of this madness and then it’s straight to the bathroom to clean yourself up, got it?” Kai ordered as he grabbed his large black umbrella. He passed a small blue umbrella with white polka dots and a red hook handle to Kaishi. “Thank you daddy!” The boy held the umbrella close, nearly shivering from excitement. “One more thing.” Kai paused with his hand on the door knob. “You stay close by y side out here. I don’t want you taking off running and getting hurt, okay?” Kaishi nodded in agreement and watched excitedly as his dad opened the doorway and ushered for him to leave. “The boy walked outside to the front, popped open his umbrella and waited until Kai followed along with it. “There, number one! It’s really big!” Kaishi pointed at a large puddle in the grass by the end of the driveway gate. “Go on then. I’ll stay back a bit so I don’t get subjected to this madness.” Kai watched his son rush to the puddle and basically leap into it. The cute giggling almost made up for the fact he was outside in the rain right now. He sighed and followed behind Kaishi as they exited the yard and walked down the sidewalk of their neighborhood. Kaishi took a break from the puddles to slow down and walk alongside his father and enjoy the rain for a bit. “Daddy, why come you never did puddle splashing as a kid?” Kaishi asked with curiosity. “It’s puddle stomping, brat. And the reason is the same as I said earlier: it’s disgusting.” Kai sighed and looked over at the flower bushes that grew alongside the fence line this way. It brought back a few memories of when Pops would walk him home with an umbrella after his school fights. “Daddy, you really hate germs huh.”

“Absolutely.”

“Well then what did you do for fun during a rainy day?”

“Shogi. I’d play it with Pops a lot. It’s why I’m so good at it right now. No one can beat me. Not even the old man himself.”

“Will you teach me to play Shogi one day?”

“Kai thought to himself for a second before smiling and putting his free hand on the top of Kaishi’s hooded head. “I suppose. If it’ll please you then I will.” Kaishi smiled widely and leaned onto his fathers touch before gasping and pointing ahead of himself again. “Big one spotted ahead!!!!” He rushed and jumped into the puddle repeatedly, unknowing to the fact that his father had slipped out the cell phone.

He smiled to himself and slipped his phone in his pocket. “Alright that’s enough. It’s been well past 20 minutes so let’s pack it up and get inside.” He directed before turning to walk away. He smiled to himself under his mask at the sound of pattering rain boots squeaking to catch up to him. Once inside, both boys hung their wet jackets up at the doorway hook and placed the umbrellas in the holder. Kaishi went to his room to pick out pajamas while Kai went to run some warm bath water. He looked up at the picture on the wall and stared at it for a bit while the water trickled from the bath spout. The picture was a baby photo of Kaishi wearing an oversized bath towel and smiling widely. Kai suddenly felt a lot less annoyed with today and a ton more thankful with the memories he was able to make. Kids grow up so fast, right? 

While Kaishi was taking a bath, Kai was preparing two cups of Sundays. How could he honestly resist joining in on the sweet icy treat? “Hope you’re making one for me too?” Your voice suddenly appeared as you entered from running errands with Pops. “Done already? It hasn’t even been all that long. How did you get everything done so soon?” Kai questioned as you pulled out a spare cup for your ice cream Sunday. “I never said how many groceries I needed to get. I only said that I needed to shop.” You winked at him and he rolled his eyes. “Of course you’d trick me.” Kai scoffed before filling your glass with ice cream first. “You’re home!!!” Kaishi shouted as he rushed up to sit in your lap and hug your neck. “And daddy is making the ice cream thingy too?! This is the best rainy day ever! Thank you daddy!!!” Kai smiled beneath his mask at his little family. You guys always brought out the fluff in this man.

“Go ahead and make room for me too. I’d love a Sunday.” Pops smiled as he entered the kitchen as well.

#kaishi #kaishi Au #au #overhaul #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #yakuza #shie hassaikai #kai chisaki #chisaki kai

[radramblog]

5 RNG’d Songs

After being burned out yesterday I spent a lot of today relaxing and doing shit for myself because yknow its Sunday and all that and now it’s 10:55 PM 11:05 PM and I haven’t written shit so time to do that.

I’m gonna hit shuffle on my spotify Liked Songs 5 times and discuss what comes up. Linkin Park Pt.2 tomorrow.

(Remember when this was just a music blog? Good times.)

1. Robot Rock- Daft Punk (Human After All)

…fuck, I keep forgetting to take this off the list. Ok, this one’s a freebie, I’m not counting it for shit. I like Daft Punk a fair bit, and French house music in general if I’m honest, but Robot Rock is a repetitive mess that goes for 2 minutes longer than is justifiable. Its just the same line, over and over again, and it gets really obnoxious eventually. Human After All is far from their best work.

1.(again) Prequel to the Sequel- Between the Buried and Me (Colors)

Oh now we’re talking. Colors is an album that I spent a while hunting for on CD, being one of those really fun ones where everything blends together like one big song, such that on a first listen you aren’t going to be able to tell where the tracks begin and end (PttS’s ending is more obvious than most, but I digress). Prequel to the Sequel is the 6th of the 8 tracks on the album, clocking in at 8:37 making it the 4th longest song on the album. Prog Metal be like that.

Most of the track is the fun proggy metal stuff I love from albums like these, developing new lines and having moments that come out of nowhere but are extremely satisfying- those piano notes at ~4:50 are so fucking good. Shortly following this is one of the points on Colors where everything cuts back and we’re suddenly listening to a different genre- one of the previous tracks has a deadass hoedown breakdown and in Prequel’s case it’s a little polka-y accordian bit. Moments like this add levity and a breather from the otherwise intense onslaught of riffs and percussion the album gives, and are easy to appreciate as a result. Prequel follows it with what is in my opinion the best section of the album, where everything suddenly builds back up again as the vocals hit their most desperate note, crashing down into the most intense part of the song so far. It’s a really great time, and I think on its back Prequel manages to snatch the title of favourite song on the album for me from the former head, White Walls, the album’s closer.

2.       Powerless- Linkin Park (Living Things)

fuck off ill get to you soon enough

2. (again) Land of Confusion- Disturbed (Ten Thousand Fists)

Eh. It’s been a long time since I listened to this, actually, having entered my list as I went through some metal bands I’d heard of when I was a wee babo trying to find workout music. It took embarrassingly long for me to find out it was a cover, with the Genesis version being probably better. Genesis is just a better band than Disturbed, and I would be hard-pressed to call myself a fan of either.

Out of curiosity, I checked the top listened to songs on Spotify for Disturbed, and this doesn’t even make the top 5, which I didn’t expect to be honest. Also, how the hell is their Sound of Silence cover ahead of Down with the Sickness? One is their iconic song, one is an overdone piece of shit. Ah well, Stricken is better anyway.

(also the music video is the least subtle thing I have ever seen)

3. Serious- Stuck in the Sound (Billy Believe)

I mean, I’ve been looking for an excuse to talk about these guys, I guess. Stuck in the Sound is a French rock band (that sings in English) somewhat known for their really cool music videos- while Serious is mostly silly, the animated videos for Let’s Go and Alright are excellent, and Badroom’s is fucking hilarious.

Serious is probably my favourite song from the band’s 2019 album, Billy Believe, and is a loose, fun song with a friendly vibe. It’s a great example of the somewhat odd accent of the vocalist- I don’t know what part of France he’s from to be honest, but its not a bad thing- and while I’d argue it isn’t representative of the band as a whole it’s still a pretty great track. Despite it’s name, it is not very serious.

 4. Skyscraper- Touché Amore (Stage Four)

Well, I was thinking about doing a full runthrough of this album at some point, but sure, skip to the end why don’t we. Stage Four is an excellent, heartwrenching album about the band’s singer coming to terms with his mother’s death from cancer, told largely through a lot of brutal screamo vocals that aren’t probably as harsh as that sounds- it’s more frustrated than angry, you know. Skyscraper is the closer to the album, representing the passage away from the fourth stage (geddit) of grief and onto the final stage, acceptance. The screaming is replaced by almost spoken word verses, and a simple chorus sung by not the same bloke as the rest of it- save for an almost ethereal repetition of the lyrics at the song’s climax. The line (you lived there, under the lights) is such a simple thing, but its one of those wistful memories you get when dealing with loss, and the way that can make you feel is conveyed by the weight of these lyrics. I’ve been fortunate enough to have not had to deal with losing a direct family member like this yet, so I can’t possibly know what it’s like, but this song represents the point in that process that you hope to get to eventually.

One of the previous songs on the album (I think New Halloween?) ends with a line referring to a final voice message left from the singer’s late mother that he hasn’t had the courage to listen to. Fittingly, Skyscraper ends with this voicemail playing. It’s such a mundane little message, but it makes for a really meaningful little moment.

 5. Black Fingernails, Red Wine- Eskimo Joe (Black Fingernails, Red Wine)

Shoutout to that one time a mate of mine was like “Hey what’s that song called where the lyrics go black fingernails red wine?”. To be fair, I didn’t know the song at the time.

Eskimo Joe is one of the more popular bands out of Perth, so I’ve gotta give them some home team love, though they’ve been less prolific in the last decade as they were back in the 00s. BFRW, their 2006 album, is pretty clearly their most popular, and I’d argue the title track is the best song on the album. It’s this oddly melancholy little alt rock tune backed by some lovely percussion and piano lines. Unfortunately for this ramble its one of those tunes where I don’t have an awful lot to say about it, I just like it. Oops. Randomness has its drawbacks. I went to go watch the music video for the first time to have something else to talk about but it’s like, kinda boring? I like how it just cuts out at the end though.

#music #ramble

[wanna1things]

Swimmer!Ong Seongwoo

i have a cold please excuse if stuff is spelt wrong also welcome to wanna1things seongwoo,, finally,, enjoy your stay, also there’s something special coming later (tomorrow??) pls anticipate,,

Genre;; fluff + another one of these real life aus… this is swimmer!seongwoo bc… he competitive... AND HIGH SCHOOL AU!!!

Warnings;; ? none ? unless if u don’t like water don’t read

Pairing;; Ong Seongwoo x reader

Requested;; nooo but i promise i’ll get to the requests eventually!! I meant to do them last night but instead i slept for 12 hours

Summary;; Seongwoo is on the same swimming team as you. When you bet on who can win their race, you don’t expect him to have won the competition and your heart.

Style;; bullet point

Word Count;; 1221

Similar works (real life aus);;  Jinyoung | Minhyun | Daniel | Jihoon | Jisung | Jaehwan | Minki | Aron

this comes entirely from the fact that i used to be a professional swimmer and i went swimming today so theres a theme,,

you were the best swimmer on your local team until seongwoo turned up

one day you walked into practice and this,, boy was just doing lengths of every stroke

including doggy paddle because, hey, he regarded it as a stroke yknow

when he finished he introduced himself to the class as ‘the one and only ong seongwoo’ and revealed he’d just moved here, so obviously he had to join a different swim team

WHILE HE DID THIS HE DID THAT THING WITH HIS EARS and the whole team was shooketh

your teacher put you two in a lane together because,, you were the best two swimmers

but you noticed every time you’d stop swimming seongwoo would kick a load of water in your direction like. nice. thanks.

when it was time for you to do those exercises where you have to swim through the hoops on the pool floor while carrying a heavy block you and seongwoo were forced to team up

honestly he was the most annoying human ever

he actually ‘dropped’ the block at your feet every time it was your turn to swim through the hoop with it

so you had to swim to the bottom of the pool to pick up the block AS WELL as swimming through the hoop

you couldn’t imagine it could get any worse

but it did

you had to do ‘leg strengthening’ exercises aka

you hold a foam board (uhh they’re called floaties here but idk if this is universal so) and the other person grabs your legs and you have to swim a length of the pool like that

yeah uh

seongwoo kept kicking so hard that you had to let go of his legs

you thanked god that you could tread water as you watched seongwoo speed off to the end of the pool and turned around, flashing you that winning smile

like okay sure he’s beautiful but hE’S ANNOYING ME

when the session is over you throw a dirty look seongwoos way, which he laughs at and then walks into the changing room with the teammates he’s made friends with

all the time while you’re getting dressed again your head is filled with

‘who does that beautiful boy think he IS???’

when you finally finish getting dressed you walk outside and who is there

you guessed it, seongwoo

he stands up straight when he sees you and smiles

“let me buy you a hot chocolate, y/n, it’s cold”

you don’t even question how he knows your name already you just assume he asked a teammate or your coach

of course you take him up on the offer like ,, free hot chocolate

you’re expecting him at least to take you to like starbucks or something but

he goes over to the machine… and buys you a hot chocolate for 20 cents from the machine

honestly i mean at least it’s something

he gets one for himself and then passes you yours, and starts walking off

you shout a ‘thank you’ at his disappearing figure to which he waves his hand

you take a sip of the hot chocolate and its kinda bitter but i mean it’s warm and it is cOLD outside

and you make your way home

the hot chocolate makes you so sleepy you practically fall asleep as soon as you enter through your doorway lol

thank god you got that sleep because you were going to need it the next morning

when you walked into your first class, who was sitting at the desk next to yours?

you guessed it

ong seongwoo

when you sit down next to him he passes you another hot chocolate

and then gets on with his work… being… surprisingly not that annoying

that is until you take a sip of your hot chocolate and realise

he just put salt in it. nice, thanks

you hit him over the shoulder and he starts laughing uncontrollably

and honestly, you just ignore him for the rest of the day

you keep this up for a good few weeks and honestly you’re gradually getting less annoyed with him and finding it more funny??

especially when he stops pranking you and instead gets you to help him prank other people

especially sungwoon, y’all replaced the ketchup with death chilli sauce one day at lunch and while sungwoon felt like he was dying you two were dying from laughter

there was a massive swim competition coming up, it was a regional one which would be your first like,, big one lol

you were doing front crawl and seongwoo was doing butterfly (he strikes me as that particular kind of human that’s amazing at butterfly don’t @ me)

so you had to split up for practice

you realised you missed him a lot?? and you’d really started to like him like… you were honestly developing feelings for him lol

he still would get you the hot chocolate afterwards, but he upgraded from machine hot chocolate to actual coffee shop hot chocolate gradually

on friday, after the last practice before the competition, seongwoo approached you with the usual hot chocolate

he walked with you outside of the pool which you thought was weird because,, he lives the other way lol

when you got out of the car park seongwoo stopped you and stopped sipping on his hot chocolate

“y/n, lets make a bet about the competition”

you were just like hm okay sounds fun

“if i win i can do what i’ve been wanting to do for a long time”

“ambiguous, but okay. as long as it doesn’t involve me eating death chilli sauce i’m okay”

“wait for it, if YOU win you have to kiss me hahaha”

“??seongwoo wtf??”

honestly this made your heart race a bit but you know it was just seongwoo,, joking

“i’m serious, you have to win now!! now i’ve given you all the motivation you need to win!!”

typical seongwoo

he leaves you after you two shake hands and part ways

you don’t see him again until sunday, the day of the competition

when you see him at the poolside he winks, does finger guns and shouts “remember the promise”

honestly you cringe and go to sit down in the area for front crawl swimmers

when it’s the turn for your race the nerves take over and it’s like;; you forgot how to swim

you don’t do badly, you got second, but you were really far below your personal best and when you got out of the pool seongwoo was all pouty lol

but then it was seongwoo’s turn to swim

he started off quite slow and quite far behind and you were like lol why is he being so relaxed

and suddenly out of nowhere he sped up and ended up coming first by… a very far margin

when he gets out of the pool he comes running (but not running because pool safety!!) over to you and pulls you out of the seat and into a kiss

when he pulls away with a smirk on your face the first thing you say is

“why though, i didn’t even win my race”

“you’re so slooow, y/n… this is what i’ve been wanting to do for a long time!!”

when you hear this, of course you pull him in for another kiss

hey please help i’ve been listening to heaven for 15 hours straight damn collab of the century if there is no studio ver i will. personally go and fight pledis... anyway ENJOY THIS YES SEONGWOO FINALLY MAKING A PROPER APPEARANCE WOOO

#ong seongwoo #seongwoo #wanna one imagines #wannaone imagines #wanna one scenarios #produce 101 imagines #produce 101 scenarios #Produce 101 #wanna one #wannaone #au #swimmer au #athlete au #high school au

[amaloaf]

Forget (Remember): another CARS fanfic

two fanfics?? In one day?? Surreal 

Description: Sarge wants to help Fillmore but can't do it without context. An extremely drawn out quest of Sarge finding out Fillmore’s past. ((Takes place way in the past Sarge, Fillmore, Flo, and Ramone are in their 20s))

Ships: Sargemore, Flomone, Sheriff/OC (background) 

Warnings: if ur sensitive to cult-like organizations, nsfw situations, or just fucked up shit please don't read 

Prolongs

The past was something rarely mentioned in the house. Sarge had noticed that almost immediately. He and Fillmore never lived together in the traditional sense, often migrating between his bunker and Fillmore’s dome, but no matter what home they were in one rule remained the same; don't ask about the past. Even when they were only just friends, a young Sarge fresh out of the marines and Fillmore only a few years new to Radiator Springs, the young hippy’s past was shrouded by mystery.

That wasn't to say that Sarge allowed sleeping dogs to lie, no sir. Sergeant corporal George Khiem Henry Milton was many things, but a quitter wasn't one of them. From context he knew two things about his significant other’s past: 1. That Fillmore had grown up spending a great deal of time with the town’s body artist, Ramone. The second was that Fillmore had a sister and two nephews living on a Navajo reserve somewhere upstate, he had seen her number, address, and a picture on the side of Fillmore’s fridge the first night they'd spent together. While the latter information intrigued him far more, it was apparent he could get more information by asking Ramone.

Sarge rolled over in bed and looked at Fillmore’s sleeping form. His large arms were folded close to his chest with his head pulled over them. It was the closest thing someone could make to a fetal position without using their legs. The lighting from the fairy strings he had around the room made his soft, curly hair glow and it fell around both of their pillows in gentle rings. He looked like a painting, beautiful, and soft around the edges. Sarge sighed and rolled on his back. “It's gonna break his heart when he finds out what I'm doing.. but I can't let him ignore his needs either,” he thought, his own heart cracking at the thought of Fillmore’s face when he found out. He glanced back at the huddled at his side. “I have to though, I've seen men go insane over nothing because they ignored blatant symptoms, because they thought they could handle it. Hell, had it not’ve been for Doc I might've been one of them.” Sarge let his eyes wander the ceiling where small flowers of all colors had been painted, and fell asleep thinking of his mission for tomorrow.

Chap 1

The brass bell on the door of Ramone’s shop made a heavy “clang” sound when Sarge opened the door the following morning. The shop was empty, save for the owner and his wife. Flo was most definitely out of place with her silky, short bathrobe and when she turned to look at the door, taking her hands out of Ramone’s back pockets, it was apparent she had nothing but a pair of boxer shorts under it. Sarge stuffed his hands in his coat pockets ur kept his eyes on the couple for another minute.

“I can, uh.. come back later if this isn't a good time.” He said gruffly, trying not to show his embarrassment at walking in on a lazy couple’s Sunday morning.

Ramone didn't seem to mind in the slightest. Without taking his arm from around Flo’s waist he motioned Sarge in with a quick, “Don't even worry about it, man! ‘S out own damn faults, forgot the sign said open for a minute, yknow?” Sarge came at the beckoning, standing as straight as he possibly could, pretending his face wasn't as hot as it felt. “So what can I do you for, man?”

“If you don't mind Ramone, I have a rather.. personal flavor to ask you.”

Ramone, seeing as how Sarge wasn't leaving anytime soon, removed himself from his wife's side and began cleaning his tools next to one of the reclining chairs. “That's a very vague answer, general. Care to elaborate on that ‘favor’?” He put down one tool and picked up a tattooing needle, examining the points and motor. Flo sat gently in the accompanying chair, crossing her ankles and reclining slightly. Sarge locked eyes with Ramone before quickly glancing to Flo and back. Ramone stood confused for a moment before realizing what Sarge wanted. Fortunately, before her husband could say a word, Flo had seen the quick looks and stood.

“Sarge, honey, you coulda just asked“ she laughed, not seeming offended in the slightest to be kicked out. “You boys come by the diner when you're all set and I'll fix y’all up a good ol’ coffee, alright?” She pressed her lips to Ramone’s, flushing her round body against his. “And you make sure to stop by home, I'm not giving these back” she stage whispered, trailing her fingers up Ramone’s jacket. He grinned through heavy lidded eyes and nodded, keeping his hands on her a few beats longer than necessary. Sarge chose to pretend she was talking about anything other than the flame print boxers stretched over her large hips.

“Newly weds..” he muttered as she walked out of the shop, the bell clanking to signify her departure. “You got yourself a real price of work there, Ramirez.”

Ramone laughed, continuing to look dazed. Sarge swore he could see the stars in his eyes and the cartoon hearts above his head. “She's worth every minute, man. But you'd know a thing or two about that wouldn't you?”

Sarge flushed red. “Shut your whore mouth. You don't know anything.” Even as he said it he knew it wasn't true. To be completely honest, Ramone probably knew more about him and Fillmore’s relationship than Sarge himself did.

“Alright, alright. Calm it general-”

“I was a Sergeant Corporal.”

“You came here for a favor?”

“Right, yeah, fuck.” Sarge leaned against a counter, thinking the best way to phrase the question now. He watched Ramone’s backs the artist set back to cleaning his instruments of the medium. “So, you and Fillmore grew up together, right?”

Ramone’s back tensed through his tank top, the question freezing him for a split second. He recovered quickly, however, and went back to work. “Yes, we spent a good majority of our younger years together.”

“When did you meet him?”

“He was about eleven, I would've been about eight… so around eh…” Ramone began counting something in spanish. “About thirteen years ago? Seems like a lifetime ago, haha so much has changed.” He didn't look up from his tools and offered no more information.

“Ramone I was wondering if you could tell me something about Fillmore.”

“Dios maldita sea! Jesus follando un pez y gustándolo!” Ramone cursed out before composing himself. “Are you not with him? Can you not ask him yourself?”

Sarge tensed. “Now hang on a second! Who in the good lords name told you I was ‘with’ anybody?” He shouted, annoyance with the situation bubbling in his chest.

Ramone stood ground. “Are you telling me you're going to stand here, in *my* shop, and tell me there is nothing going on between you to? You’re honestly going to tell me when you push his wheelchair to the dome every night, every god given night, and you just go in you separate doors and golpea tu carne-” He made an all too familiar hand gesture with his cloth and the cylinder in his hand, “on your own, every night, at the exact same time?”

Sarge chose to ignore the main point and focus on the last part of the question. “Whaddyou mean, the same time..?”

“You know damn well. Flo and I work late not even fully down the street.” He stepped closer. “Fillmore lives in a hut.” Another step. “And god knows you're a begging lil puta in the sheets, general.” One more step and they were at a confrontationally uncomfortable distance. Ramone's usually bent knees and hunched posture were straightened to their full potential, and quickly Sarge forgets that Ramone is well over a foot taller than him. He held the artist’s stare for a few moments before turning away. Ramone sighed and visibly deflated. “It hurts him every time you deny it, Sargent. He’s lost a lot, and he's worried he'll lose you too.” He turned to look at the smaller man. “I think that's gonna break him for good, man.”

Sarge didn't look at Ramone. He turned away from him and faced the opposite wall, looking at his reflection in the salon mirror. He was only twenty-six, and already he looked like a man more than double his age. His yellowish, naturally pale skin was darkened by the unholy amounts of time he'd spent in the sun, it was more brown than anything now and it was peeling off around his nose. His hair was beginning to grow out again from not being developed, it's grayish brown locks were thin and sticking out in odd places. His shoulders and hips jutted out strangely underneath his military jacket and jeans, never quite filling out the way they were supposed too. He took in his eyes last. Almond shaped and just slightly slanted, light brown. Sarge had always hated his eyes, his disgusting wrong eyes that he got from his mother. He hated that he'd never be the All American Boy his family had wanted him to be. The military hadn't done a damned thing to make him anymore wanted, if anything the side effects of having nineteen confirmed kills under your belt just made him easier to push away. He turned his eyes too Ramone, whose big, blue puppy-dog eyes were watching him expectantly.

“He's getting worse, Ramirez. Every day I see him falling apart and it kills me to see him like that. I know he needs help.”

“Then send him in the right direction. You found help back when you were a twitchy little trigger switch, I'm sure someone can help him.” He sighed. “I just don't get why you have to be the one to help him.”

Sarge ran his hands through his too long hair. “I don't have to be the only one, but I want to be there. You haven't seen what I've seen. I had to sit a man go insane in a recovery ward because he lied about his condition. He wanted to do it on his own. Offed himself three days before his twenty-first birthday. You said it'd do Fillmore in to lose me? Imagine if I had to see that yet again, but this time with someone I lo- care about.”

Ramone shot him a look, the slip up didn't get past him but he chose not to push it. “So what is it you need from me to help him?”

“I think Fillmore’s suffering from some pretty serious ptsd.” Sarge said, relieved they were getting somewhere. “It's probably what's contributing to his anxiety and causing deep psychological scarring.”

“Not to be a bitch, but why again do you need me for this?”

“Because, surprise surprise, our lovely little Fillmore won't talk to me about last year, much less his tragic backstory. I know you've been around long enough to give us some semblance of what I'm dealing with here.”

“I-” Ramone was cut of by a familiar clank and a squeak of a wheelchair against the wood.

“Hey, dudes. Whatcha all talkin’ ‘bout?”

#oh shit #fanfic #my stuff #headcanon #fillmore #sargemore #sarge #ramone #flo #also I had no real reason to draw out the Ramone/Flo thing it just happened #forget(remember)

[jess-oh]

Reflection

I’ve been so busy.

but before i forget, i think it’s really interesting how quickly i am able to adapt to the new culture. I just got back from an ASO meeting and it was really nice to see everyone and they all exclaimed, “Jessica!” happy to see me and it was honestly such a great feeling. And we ate brownies, played games, and overall, it was really fun! But we did briefly discuss religion when someone commented on In-n-Out’s John 3:16 verse, I wasn’t quick to jump and say that I’m actually super religious and want to live out 1 Peter 3:14-17. I did think about it but I was afraid that the conversation would abruptly end and then it would just be awkward and I didn’t want to ruin what we had going. But it was really fun and I’m glad that I got let out of class so early today and was able to share that time with them. I’m actually so surprised because I’ve been nonstop busy for the past couple days but now I actually feel like I have time to rest and work on my portfolio. I have a quiz for Oceanography tomorrow and I need to work on my branding for Self Management and Freelancing but I’m fairly confident that I can finish both before midnight tonight. And that’s so weird. I’m not sure when the last time I posted was so let me backtrack. Oh wait, I do remember. It was Sunday. Okay, so I only missed one day. I was up until around 4 or 5am Sunday night just working so hard on my graphic design pictographs and my critique actually went really well. Jilly did target me for a moment but I quickly regaine my composure and went forward with what I had. And while she did give me some advice, I’m starting to discover who she is and what her teaching style is like. She really is extremely specific and if you don’t have it like how she wants it, then you’re screwed. I’m most worried for Andrew bc he’s so unorthodox but she seemed like his things so far. But I do appreciate her critique and I am excited to move forward with it. Step 1 included having all the categories and titles figured out plus drawing. Now that it’s just drawing, I feel a lot better about it and I am hoping to work on it before Sunday since I know I’m going to be crazy busy Friday and Saturday. 

Oh, I was also late to work this morning and yesterday morning :’( But the techs were pretty considerate about it. They’re probably taking pity on me bc they know about the funeral and I’m doing my best not to bring it up because I don’t want to play the pity card. I don’t want to be pitied. It’s so cheap. I felt pity from others on Sunday and I know that they’re just trying to be there for me but it feels so routine and informal. And I know I have a past of bragging about my own hardships but I really want to strive to avoid that. I want to really genuinely care about others now and only bring up my side of the story when necessary. I do want to become a better person. I do. I definitely slipped today and yesterday just bc I was so tired but I do really want to live out my life for Christ.

Quick thing that bothered me but I’m growing to realize how much I dislike gossip. I waited for Sara after class yesterday and once she got her stuff together, she just started going off on Jilly. And I did expect some complaining but she was just going ham bc she was so angry and frustrated and it was interesting bc that sounded like a high schooler to me. I’m honestly just so blessed that I have the opportunity to go here and I’m just thankful for that. And of course, it won’t always be a smooth ride but I want to make the most of my time here, yknow? But Sarah. a 29 year old who chose to back to school, was just so upset at her and I was kind of taken aback. I tried to join in but it honestly just felt awkward and out of place. And Jilly walked by a few times and I’m pretty sure she overheard us. And once we were going to go down, we ran into our old graphic design teacher, Sarah Faust, and Sara immediately dipped and opted for the stairs instead. I just kind of assumed that she went down all the way by herself but we met up on the elevator on the 4th floor. I was pretty surprised. But we were just chill about it and then part ways once we hit outside.

Then, I grabbed a meal from Subway and ate that for dinner because I hadn’t eaten all day and tried my best to scarf that down as fast as I could because Emily and I needed to go check out the apartments. So we the 2 bus and went and I texted Ashlie that we’d be half an hour later and she was fine with it. But then we got there, looked around, and I already had my heart set on the Cornell apartment but the others were really nice to look at. And probably because it was so cold and we were tired after a long day and had seen the nicer apartments first, Cornell was pretty disappointing. I was moreso in love with the location and the price than the actual building but it really was a huge step down. I’m going to do some more research and calculate all the expenses and where everything is in proximity with grocery stores and that kind of stuff but we’ll see. At this rate, because I got Andrew N.’s advice too, it doesn’t look like we’ll be going with Cornell. I know Emily is in love with Cottage Grove and while it is nice, I don’t think it’s nice enough in comparison with the Drexel apartment. It’s only a $20 difference for each of us and I feel like we may as well go with the more expensive one in that case and reap more benefits.

But onto today, I went to work and napped during my break in between classes. I was supposed to work on my homework and get a bunch of stuff done but I ended up passing out and honestly, that was probably for the best. I was so tired and felt like passing out all day at work. But I responded to 6 posts while at work and then I was just gonna go home, do my reflection, and continue my apartment research. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to either. Kind of. I had about half an hour before class and had the choice of either showering or doing my reflection and risk losing points in the class. I did the reflection. It took 20 minutes to watch but it was actually really interesting and I think I wrote a pretty good response. Class was fun too and I got a lot of good thoughts in. I lowkey bullshitted my IA assignment last night so I didn’t wan to present today but after reading other comments, I was feeling a lot better about it and felt ready to go. And while I didn’t get that chance, I was definitely read to present. And it was just nice because whenever I participated and knew all eyes were on me, I felt at ease and calm and collected. It was great. And plus, I did get to shower before class. I rushed but I did it and I felt so much better after.

Walking home with some people with ASO was interesting. We started off really strong but eventually our conversation died down. And Mulan was really shitting on her friends about how they don’t get anything done and I tried to defend them by talking about what Janae had been doing but she seemed stubborn and I haven’t served with them so I don’t know but there’s definitely some miscommunication going on here. Someone isn’t telling someone else that they’re upset. Or maybe neither of them are talking. Who knows. After hearing about what Mulan has had to go through, I’m a bit more understanding now but seeing her lash out at our friends... it still saddens me. 

And now I’m here. I’ve been typing for about half an hour and because I realized I need to do pre-work for graphic design soon, I’m worried that I actually won’t be sleeping at midnight today. But I did also promise Mulan that I would workout with her tomorrow morning at 7am so I kind of have to but we’ll see. I don’t mind if I stay up late again on Sunday night but especially since we’ll be debriefing too, I am worried. I should try to get as much of it done as I can beforehand. And I still need to work on my typography homework too.  I was saving that for tomorrow but if I can do it today, I may as well. I’m just hoping that everything calms down soon. I know I’ve only been so busy bc I’ve had blocks in my schedule of going home or meeting up with people that I haven’t had as much free time as I’d like. And while I am happy that I’m taking the time to meet up with more people and really invest into them and make the most out of life, I am starting to see how thinly I am stretching myself and it is worrying. I don’t want to half ass anything but I also don’t want to be left feeling so empty and stressed out again. It’s all about balance and I think I’ve just been too aggressive. But I do think everything will start to calm down starting next week so I’m excited. I just have to push through for now. 

#reflection

[thotsforvillainrights]

~Getting Back on the Market (1/2)~

(It’s a 2-parter baby!!!!)

Au: Nemoto Family

Part: Five

Theme: Fluff/Comedy

The clock ticked away on the wall but he hardly noticed with the speed he was working at. A few minutes from now and he would be finished early. If he finished early then he would have time to pick up dinner instead of cooking it before he needed to pick up Naki from school. In fact, Shin began to almost get lost thinking of all the things he really had to do both today and tomorrow. Perhaps for today the best thing to do would be to play it safe and stick to the plan of picking up the dinner. Then tomorrow he’d grocery shop and-

“Excuse me, Mr. Nemoto?” A familiar voice rung out, effectively pulling him from his own thoughts. He looked up to see her. Kay, a woman with a sweet smile and fairly dazzling curves. Not to mention the entrancing curls that framed her head like a crown almost. Oh great...he was certainly distracted now. “I’m sorry to bother you with all this but I really have no idea  where to find this customer’s statement sheet for the month and they seem to be getting antsy.” She nervously pointed behind her. He curved to discreetly look around her at the grumpy customer sitting in front of her desk. “Ohhh...he looks like he might bust a blood vessel any moment now.” He quietly joked with her, helping to loosen the tension she must’ve been carrying. “Lemme me handle it, okay?” He reassured her as he stood up and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. She hesitated for a moment before complying and letting him handle it. 

“Well it took a little longer than I intended, but he’s finally out of here. Good thing too because I thought I was gonna have to call security.” Nemoto joked with her and she laughed. “Thank you so much Mr. Nemoto for your help. I really owe you one.” She smiled at him and he could feel his world shift just a bit. “Oh it’s no big deal, don’t worry. Oh and you don’t have to call me Mr. Nemoto yknow. We’re the same age haha. Just call me Shin.”

“Okay...thank you Shin.” There she goes again with that damned smile. He watched Kay walk all the way to her desk before he gathered himself enough to clock out. “What was that Shin?” He talked to himself once he was outside in his own car. Time passed to quickly while he was in there helping out. Now he had to get Naki from school BEFORE he picked up dinner instead of after. He sighed and started up the car to head towards her school. By the time he got there, she was waiting outside on the steps next to that boy she keeps bringing home. Nemoto glared for a second before gathering himself with the memory that the young man hasn’t crossed the line just yet. “He’s in the green right now Shin, just relax...” He mumbled to himself as he gripped the steering wheel. Finally Naki looked up and noticed her father was there. “Alright Senzu, I’ll try to talk him into it but there’s no guarantee that he’ll let me go. Wish me luck.” She winked at the boy and he blushed hard as she walked away. Once inside the car Nemoto immediately pulled off, not even offering the boy a ride home in case he needed it. “Naki you’re still talking to that boy?” Shin furrowed his brows while his daughter groaned in annoyance. “Come on dad, he literally took me on a date last week. You’re not getting rid of him that easily, he’s been dating me for at least 2 months now.” Shin sighed and kept driving. “Well I suppose so. Anyway, I hope you don’t mind if I head to the grocery store real quick. I was going to pick up dinner and grocery shop tomorrow, but things ended up running over at work. I might as well cook tonight.” Naki nodded and began typing on her phone until they made it to the store. Once inside, Nemoto pulled out his grocery list, coupon booklet, and his pen. Naki knew the drill as she just walked alongside him, scrolling through her phone. “I’ll never understand how it’s possible for you kids to just scroll through your phone without looking in front of you. How can you see where you’re walking?” Naki sighed and kept scrolling while Shin chuckled. “Sheesh, dad doesn’t even get an answer anymore? Cold world. Teens are cold, cold people.” He joked when suddenly his cart slammed into another. 

“Oh no! My apologies!!!” 

“Shin?”

He looked up and his eyes met with that sea of gold he couldn’t dare look away from. “Kay?” Naki looked up from her phone and slowly smiled mischievously. “Oh shit...this is way more interesting than Snap Streaks...” She whispered to herself as she slipped her phone into her pocket. “I’m sorry I ran into you like that!” Nemoto apologized again and Kay simply rubbed the back of her head and laughed nervously. “Oh no! It’s mostly my fault! I wasn’t really looking where I was going haha.” Naki continued listening intently on the conversation before her. “Well I’d call that a simple mistake but someone else might ask for your shopping cart insurance ha ha.”

“Wow dad that joke was lame.” Naki leaned up to whisper in his ear, and he blushed from embarrassment. “Ha insurance! I certainly hope not!” She laughed until she snorted a bit and Nemoto’s lip turned up into a smile. “Listen Shin...I uh, I’m glad I got to see you again today. I was thinking about how to repay you for work earlier. Even though you said it was no big deal, I still want to repay your kindness so I was thinking maybe we could go get lunch at a deli downtown on me?” Kay scratched her arm and looked away shyly. “Oh I...I uh...well I...”

“HE’D LOVE TO! Say this Sunday even?” Naki butted into the conversation. “Sunday is a perfect day! Well...see you then.” Kay bid them a sweet goodbye and Shin slowly turned towards Naki to glare in annoyance. “Dad?! What? Oh my God, she’s totally got the hots for you! I mean, she laughed at your shitty joke and everything!”

“Okay Naki, One: That joke was not shitty. Two: Watch your language. And Three: I didn’t see that as a date and I won’t accept it as one.”

“Ugh oh my God dad why???” 

“Now you’re being the annoying one.”

“Dad!”

“BECAUSE OF YOUR MOM! ...because of your mom okay? I feel so bad when I think about ever being on the market again. I loved her so much and I could never cheat on her.”

“Dad no offense, and I love mom so much by the way, but she’s gone. She’s never coming back and it hurts me deep...just as much as I know it hurts you. At the same time though, I’ve never seen you even look at a woman the way you did with that lady earlier. It was like that face I make when I see my favorite band member go up on Instagram Live. You’re definitely in love with her.”

“I’m more in love with macaroni, now go to aisle 7 and get a box for me.” He grumbled and Naki rolled her eyes.

“Fine, but only if you actually consider the date.”

“Ugh...very well. Now please cooperate Naki so we can get home and I can start dinner please?” Nemoto asked in a defeated tone. Naki did a little victory shuffle before heading to aisle 7 and picking up dinner ingredients, leaving Shin alone to instantly regret his decision. 

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