#so i just watched it for like every 5 mins during breaks

[haetrack]

did i hear mark request…

it’s late, you and mark have been spending the last week studying in the library every night for a big final. ur brain’s exhausted and u’ve been losing focus every now and again for the last hour but these last 15 mins, u’ve spent being distracted at how good mark looks next to u, extremely focused and determined to get through these practice papers. so u wanna see how long he can stay concentrated and quiet with ur hands all over him - he’s not quiet though this man is gonna moan and whine in ur ear like his life depends on it

(tbh i just wanna give this man a handjob in public and watch him finish)(he’s so hot)(i need him so bad)(maybe edge him a little too idk)

req 5: mark lee x afab!reader

wc: 2.7k

warnings: smut (MDNI!), public sex in a library, handjob, edging (HOORAY)

a/n: THIS WAS SO BEAUTIFUL… HE SO… HES SONSNDMFK

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you’ve been sitting at the library with mark for hours. the words of the article in front of you begin blurring together, none of it is really clicking, none of it bothering to stick in your head. you could recite the whole study guide and its answers by now. you just keep getting distracted. every time you look over at mark, you lose focus.

you can’t help but let your mind drift, can’t help but think about doing a little more than kissing with him.

you and mark have been together for five months. still a fairly new relationship, and you are happy to call him your boyfriend. he’s sweet, attentive, funny, and cute, but you can’t help but wish for one thing. since you’ve gotten in a relationship, you haven’t really done anything but kiss. which is fine, but it always leaves you on edge.

you can tell he gets needy too, his hands wandering, groping around as he licks into your mouth. you can feel him try not to subtly grind into you, keeping you firmly sat on his thighs as he kisses you. it’s not something you can complain about, but it’s been sitting in your mind for too long.

even now, late at night at your school’s library, your bored mind is not safe from these thoughts. you look at him through the corner of your eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, eyes focused on the practice problems he was given to by his professor. his bites down on his bottom lip, fingers messing with the corner of the page as he tries to remember what to do.

he’s not even doing anything crazy, but here you are lusting over mark while you two are studying. it’s been like this for a whole week, your boyfriend inviting you out to study with him for finals week. are you in the same class he’s in? no, but you will be there for him whenever he asks. you also get a bonus of seeing him like this.

during the first part of the week, you actually did study. you both focused on your own work, took small breaks with each other, then went back to studying. it eventually evolved to you staring at scans of your textbook, eyes occasionally glancing to mark. tonight is worse, you can’t stop staring at him.

you check the time, nearly midnight. you look around and find a few other students, either dozing off or intensely doing their work. none of them are aware of their surroundings, none would see you in the small secluded corner you both are in. you shift a little in your seat, squeezing your thighs together to calm yourself down.

you let out a long groan, which catches mark’s attention. he tears his eyes away from his paper, amusement in his eyes as he presses a kiss to your temple. it takes everything in you to not throw yourself in his lap right there. instead, you place a hand on his thigh as you kiss him back. he lets out a small sigh at the touch, eyes closing from the feeling.

you pull away from him, hand still on his thigh as you look at him. his eyes are still lingering on your lips, pretty and swollen from the kiss. a quiet laugh leaves you, “how much more do you have left?”

“not a lot,” he huffs, “it’s just, i legit don’t think i can do them anymore.”

you smile at him, scooting your chair close to his, leaning your head on his shoulder, “want me to take a look?”

“well, do you know how to do this?” he points to his paper, an equation that shouldn’t make sense to anyone currently being shown to you.

“i’m not as smart as you, but i will be your personal cheerleader.” you press a kiss to his neck, enjoying how he shivers at the contact. you press a few more kisses until you reach his jawline, your hand squeezing around his thigh. he doesn’t try moving, eyes fixed on how your thighs squeeze together.

when you move your hand higher, his hand shoots down to your wrist. you think he might move it away, telling you he doesn’t want to do this here. you’d apologize quickly, choosing to do your work as you hold his hand.

he doesn’t though, he keeps your wrist there, a tight hold around your skin.

you move to put your head on his shoulder again. your fingers trace light patterns over his sweats. his leg begins bobbing up and down, waiting to see what you might do next. you’re almost surprised to see mark letting you go this far. you can feel the heat from his face, and you can see how his chest rises quickly.

you’re not sure if you want to initiate this here, but as you see mark squirm in his seat, you realize you might have to do something. you want him to tell you that he wants this. under the guise of being tired, you shut your eyes, exhaling while your hand continues to warm his thigh. you don’t want to pressure him into this, giving him the option to ignore you if he wants.

he tries. he tries to look at his paper again, trying to recall what he’s supposed to do. maybe he’d be able to figure it out if it weren’t for how close your hand was to his hardening cock. he’s not sure if it’s because of how frustrated he is or it finally dawned on him how pent up he is, but he needs you.

he lets out a shaky breath, your hand not moving from his spot. he shifts a little in his seat, moving your hand a little further up. it’s not where he needs you, but the feeling of your fingers tracing along his sweats has his cock twitching. he’s about to ask you to do something, but you beat him to it.

“do you need help with that, mark?”

he feels your gaze on his now too tight sweats, hard and begging for your touch. he bites back a groan when your fingers trace over the outline of his cock, squeezing at the tip. this the most you’ve ever touched him, and it’s getting to his head too fast. he bites down on his bottom lip, too scared to open his mouth.

there was a reason to all the times he’s pushed you off of him. he was so embarrassed, every time you kissed him on his lap, he couldn’t help but get so close to cumming. you weren’t doing anything intentional, but the feeling of your lips on his, the softs sounds you made, and the feeling of you on top of him sent a rush to his head.

for you to be so close to him, yet not where he needs you is enough for him to buck his hips into your hand. he lets out the smallest gasp. your lips graze his ears, “tell me what you want mark, i’ll give you anything you need.”

“want you to touch me, want you to touch my…” you can hear him swallow, “t-touch my cock, please.”

your hand teases the band of his sweets, messing with the drawstrings, “anything for you, markie.”

your hand finally slips under his sweats and boxers, hand slowly wrapping around his hard cock. this is better than any of your fantasies, feeling how he throbs in your hold. you let him sit with the feeling for a bit, your grip tightening around his length. he lets out a hiss, quickly covering his mouth when he realizes he’s still at the library.

your fingers move to glide over his tip, spreading the precum around, “guess you’ll have to be quiet, right?”

he nods quickly, eyes shaking when he looks down to see your hand in his pants, right where he needs you. he tries not to seem too eager, tries not to look like he’s currently being touched in the middle of the library. his eyes scan the room, everyone else too busy to be looking at them.

when your hand starts moving along his length, he turns to look at his paper, trying to look busy. his hands are gripping onto the table, knuckles turning white as he feels you touch him for the first time. it’s not the most ideal place, but he’s too pent up too care at this point.

your hand feels nice around him. it’s not like he hasn’t gotten a handjob before, but you’re the one touching him this time. 

he’s not sure if it’s because he can see how affected you’re getting by watching him or how good your hand feels wrapped around his cock, but he’s close to cumming. it hasn’t even been that long, he swears that he usually isn’t like this. he bites down hard on his tongue, one of his hands wanting to cover his mouth to stop any moans from coming out.

you noticed how quiet he’s being, and you can’t have that. you know he must be close to cumming, his length throbbing in your hold. you slow your movements, whispering so only he can hear, “mark, won’t you tell me how good it feels? wanna hear how good you feel.”

he shakes his head, cheeks turning pink as he tries to figure out what to do. all he can think about is how close he is, how warm you feel as you lean against him. when he doesn’t answer, you tighten your grip around him, thumb teasing his tip. his whole body shakes, ready to fill his sweatpants with cum.

“mark,” you whine out, “are you close to cumming? aren’t you gonna tell me that you’re close?”

his mouth stays shut, his hips bucking up. his tip is heavily leaking, eyes closed as he fucks into your hand. you can’t believe you get to see him like this, get to see him try and hold back how good you make him feel. it’s when he lets out a small whine of your name when you pull your hand away from him.

he immediately turns to look at you, grabbing your wrist, trying to put together a sentence that makes sense. you let out a small laugh, swatting away his hands that reach for yours. you pout, “you didn’t wanna tell me that i was making you feel good.”

he whisper-shouts at you, “that’s it? i-i could’ve cum… please. just let me- let me try one more time.”

“hm… you still have work to do, right? focus on your work, mark.” you press a kiss to his cheek, leaning back against your chair.

mark stares hard at you, cock still hard in his sweats as he tries to see if you’ll touch him again. in fact, you gesture for him to keep working, eyes watching as he huffs. he turns back to the worksheets, mind too hazy to do any work now. he taps his pencil onto the page, nothing seems to come to mind.

a few minutes pass, mark calming down when he looks at his notes. the problem starts to make sense, slowly writing down the steps to the problem. he tries not to think of you too much, realizing just how quiet you’re being. he knows you can’t stay still for long, waiting for any move you might make.

before he knows it, your hand slithers down into his sweats, fingers lightly moving across his cock. he’s half-hard, beginning to twitch as you make a fist around his length. before he can turn all his attention, you grab him by the shoulder, “keep doing your work, mark. finish your work and i’ll let you cum.”

he nods, but you don’t start moving. you look at him in the eyes, your hand tightening around him, “need to hear you tell me. wanna hear you make some noise.”

he gulps, his whole body feeling hot, “i’ll… i’ll try.”

you make a small noise in excitement, hand finally touching him again. you watch as he puts all his focus on the paper in front of him, not writing anything down. he’s blankly staring at it, licking his lips as his eyes threaten to close. you move your hand faster, tightening your fist when you reach his tip. he’s losing himself quickly, letting out small noises at the feeling.

you push into his side, “do your work, mark. don’t want anyone looking over here and finding that mark lee is currently getting jerked off in the library.”

he lets out a gasp, hands shakily picking up his pencil. he can’t control himself, hips moving on their own as he tries to stop himself from making too much noise. he can feel your expectant stare, just waiting for him to make a sound. it’s when you tighten your fist around his base, slowly sliding up to his tip that he lets out a quiet moan of your name.

you sit up a little further, now fully watching his face as he tries to hide from you. his face is scrunched up, his hips now fucking your hand. he doesn’t care anymore, not when you’re making him feel so good, not when he can feel his orgasm quickly building up.

“f-fuck, your hand feels good. just-” he lets out a small whimper, “keep going, baby.”

happy with his response, your hand moves faster. you can hear the slight squelch of it, his precum helping you glide against his cock. mark looks fucked out, face red as he keeps moving. he can’t help but pretend he’s fucking your pussy, can’t help but wonder if this is how it feels to have you wrapped around him. once finals are over, he will definitely be having sex with you.

you can’t help but let out a whimper yourself, enjoying watching mark fall apart way too much. you bite down on his earlobe, “wanna feel you cum all over my hand. wanna make you feel good, mark.”

he leans back, whining in your ear, “y-yeah, gonna cum all over you. wanna- wanna show you how good you’re doing.”

one of his hands makes it to your thigh, squeezing it for support. he’s losing control, low groans leaving his mouth as you jerk him off. his hips lift off the chair, choosing to full-on fuck your hand. he looks so good right now, and you think he might finally deserve what he wants. you let out a whisper, “cum for me, mark. wanna see you cum.”

mark doesn’t need to be told twice. his hips buck into your hand, his hand around your thigh tightening as he lets out a fuck, a low groan filling the air around you. he feels so gross as he lets go in his sweats, cum shooting out into your hold.

when you feel his cum spurt into his hand, you wrap an arm around him, letting him lean into your touch. he shoves his head into your shoulder, not caring about the loud whines he lets out as he cums in your hand. there’s a lot, his thighs beginning to shake as you help him ride out his orgasm. 

he pushes your hand away at the feeling of overstimulation, you laugh as you slide your hand out. your hand is covered in his cum, and you bring it up to your mouth. mark watches with heavy eyes as you suck your cum-stained fingers, watches how you practically moan out at the taste of his cum. he almost gets hard again, his cock begging for your attention. 

you laugh at him, quite loud in the quiet space of the library. someone shoots you an ugly look before sticking their nose back to their laptop. you and mark giggle together, hushed in the secluded corner you’ve been in.

“out of all the noises you were making, they decided to get mad at me for laughing?”

mark has to slap a hand around his mouth to stop anymore laughs, “i wasn’t even being that loud! you looked like you were enjoying it more than i was!”

you shove at his shoulder in embarrassment, “that’s what happens when you run away from me when we make out!”

“i’ll make sure it won’t happen again.” he goes to hold your clean hand, “now, can i, uh- can you teach me how to…”

he makes some weird gestures, and by the looks of it, he wants to try to eat you out. you smile at him, “of course, mark.”

#asks #anon #nct smut #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #nct fic #mark lee smut #mark lee fic #mark lee x reader #mark lee scenarios

[cloudlunae]

my love for you

✮⋆˙ prompt hsr characters and their love languages

✮⋆˙ characters dan heng, jing yuan, gepard

✮⋆˙ a/n i wrote some of this during my break at work so if smth sounds off i probably missed it during editing

dan heng - physical touch

for dan heng, i think that he’d be the type to enjoy the subtle touches. nothing too major, maybe like a gentle hand on the shoulder or brief touch of his fingers against yours

it makes him feel comforted, knowing that he can feel you, knowing that you’re still there physically and emotionally

it helps to ground him as well, especially after a particularly rough trailblazing mission

he immediately heads straight for his room bec he knows you'll be in there waiting for him

and as soon as he walks in, without a single word uttered between the two of you, he effortlessly melts into your embrace, sighing contently when he feels your fingers gently running through his hair and massaging his scalp

it helps to ground you too

being stuck on the express, not knowing when he'll return or if he'll ever return at all eventually takes its toll on you

so when dan heng comes back you also relish in the comfort of being able to hold him and feel the beating of his heart

in more public settings, dan heng prefers standing next to you just close enough to feel the subtle brushes of your arm against his own or to feel your hair tickle his cheek when you lean against him

his touches are all so very gentle, as if he's afraid that you'll break or fade away if he's any rougher

he cups your face so tenderly it makes you tear up every time, and you ask yourself how you could've been so lucky to have someone who loves you so much

if by chance, you were to get caught up in a battle during a mission and injured, dan heng would either have his hand wrapped around your wrist or his head tucked into your neck so he could feel your pulse points

it calms him down, knowing that you're alive and your heart is still beating

jing yuan - quality time

being the general, it was only natural that he had an extensive amount of duties and responsibilities to uphold

so any time he's able to go off and be with you is time he cherishes very dearly

he'll do everything he can to be with you, even if it means only spending 5 min together in between meetings

unfortunately and much to yanqing's chagrin, he'll sometimes have to drag the general away from you because to jing yuan, a second with you feels like years and he loses track of time, resulting in him being late

to jing yuan, any moment spent with you is special, but he especially enjoys the moments where the two of you can be alone, away from the watchful eyes of the people of the xianzhou

these are the very rare times where he can comfortably strip himself of his title and just enjoy being jing yuan

when he's with you, he never feels like he has to uphold his image as the general

but on days where he just cant seem to step away for even a second, he'll have you sit by him in the seat of divine foresight

neither of you have to be talking at all

usually you're either reading a book while jing yuan works on his tasks, but he's content nevertheless. just having you next to him while he's working is enough

plus seeing your face whenever he looks up is an added bonus for him

or when you're not doing anything, jing yuan will ask you about your day

hearing you talk in the background makes him focus more easily, plus he just enjoys the sound of your voice and will take any opportunity he can to listen to it

gepard - acts of service

listen gepard is the definition of "if he wanted to, he would"

it's a no brainer that this man would do any act of service to make someone happy

but i also think that he's the type to appreciate people doing acts of service for him

as the captain, he has all these burdens and responsibilities weighing down on his shoulders

and he is so passionate about what he does and also so focused on the well-being of everyone else that he forgets to do things for himself

so whenever someone does something for him it takes him by surprise

the first time was when he was stationed outside the qlipoth fort, you had came up to him holding a satchel

when he asked you what it was you told him you packed him some food, since he left so early in the morning and you were concerned he hadn't eaten all day

and gepard swore his chest almost burst from how warm he felt in that moment, hand practically trembling as he clutched the lunch pack closer to him

for others, it may be seen as a nice gesture but for gepard, it meant everything to him

and from the on, any time you did things for him, such as making his favorite meal, helping him change out of his armor, or even just asking him "what can i do for you?" the weight on his shoulder starts to feel lighter and lighter

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail headcanons #dan heng #dan heng x reader #jing yuan #jing yuan x reader #gepard #gepard x reader

[trynafindbarbiee]

HOW I GOT INTO THE VOID STATE !

So here's what I did to get into the void

I gave myself some time...I took a week off from my school , I took a break from Tumblr !!

I made a routine for myself and Here it is :

I Don't gave a fuck to my failed attempts and told myself failure don't exist in my reality! I worked on myself for a week and half

I decided to affirm robotically and sometym with knowing for 10-20 mins every hour and I vaunted every night before going to sleep for 30 mins , I listened to @lotusmi ( her mirage sub since it contains DMT Frequency ) and beauty crystallized's void subliminal on loop overnight and slept while Affirming in head and in the daytime also when I was free ..I started to do mediation by Mary Kate daily in the morning and at night before going to sleep and did some stretching excercise for 10-15 mins to make myself feel good ( excercising improves ur brain health and makes u feel good all dag long by releasing feeling good hormones ) .... whenever any doubt comes in my head I just say "Fuckkk off! It's done , I'm so freaking happy ( Distraction technique by @remcycl333 ) and sometimes I would open my notes app and script about my void concept

I affirmed and listened to subs as much as I could...and few weeks ago I did the 10k challenge bef starting my routine and I think that also really helped me maybe!

I did this for a week and half ig , for the first three days I affirmed fory sc and then for the rest of the days I affirmed for vc

Ig I Explained too much 💀

HERE'S A SIMPLIFIED VERSION :

Staring from the morning

1. Do Mary Kate's manifesting mediation THIS ONE after that do some stretching exercises if u want ( not necessary tho )

2. Choose one Affirmation of ur liking and Affirm that every hour for 20 mins

3. During the day listen to a void subliminal as much as u can and script in ur notes app if u want

3. Now bef going to sleep vaunt about the void for atleast 30 mins ( I'll recommend to search for a void vaunt and take a ss of that and read that with feeling )

4. Do THIS mediation bef going to bed

5. Put on a void sub and and sleep while Affirming in ur head

6. REPEAT THE SAME FOR 7 DAYS!

AND I ALSO DID SOME EFT TAPPING EXCERCISE IN THE MORNING AFTER WAKING UP BUT I ONLY DID THAT FOR FEW MORNINGS , IF U WANT THEN U CAN ALSO DO THIS ...FOR THAT HAVE A LOOK TO THIS POST BY @asteriaas-stuffs → THIS ONE

Don't acknowledge ur negative thoughts coz they don't hold any power!! And lastly DELETE TUMBLR take a ss of this and save those videos after that just delete it

Don't waste ur time on Tumblr for God sake , watch ur fav movies , listen to ur fav music , go out for a walk , eat ur fav food , do whatever makes u feel happy genuinely for this whole week .

U can consider it as a VOID CHALLENGE

GOOD LUCK LOVIEESSS <33 Do keep me updated about how it goes 💗

#void challenge #void state success story #void state #void vaunt #void #success story #loass #law of assumption

[vanwritesfan-fiction]

Coming Home to You

Pairings: Husband!Dad!Travis Kelce x Wife!Mom!Reader

Words: 926

Warnings: None, just cute family dynamics

“Mama?” Bubba looked up at you with sleepy eyes, still waking up as he ate his breakfast at the kitchen island. Savannah was in her highchair, apple sauce over her face and in her hair. “Yes, Bubs?” You walked over to Bubba, placing a kiss on his messy curls. “Where’s Daddy? I wanna watch Paw Patrol with him?”

Over the last couple of months, shortly after Bubba turned four, he started to notice that Travis wasn’t around a lot during the season, but still didn’t grasp why. He didn’t understand why Daddy didn’t come home after every game. “He’s on a trip, but he’s coming home tomorrow. When you wake up, he’ll be here.” Bubba immediately started to tear up, his lip pushed out in a pout. “Come here baby,” you helped him out of his chair, your pregnant belly making it difficult to hold your first baby like you wanted to. You grabbed Savannah from her highchair and led Bubba to the living room.

You placed Sav in her play pen, settling on the couch with Bubba. “I’ll watch Paw Patrol with you, we can spend the whole day together.” You wiped the tears from Alex’s face, his little sniffles and stuffy nose breaking your heart. You snuggled up under a blanket together, and when you were sure Bubba’s attention was on the TV, you pulled out your phone to text Travis:

Y/N: Hey baby, you busy?

Travis: No, we’re just resting in the hotel

Y/N: Everything ok? Nervous for tonight?

Travis: Yes, going against the Patriots sucks

Y/N: You got this babe

Travis: Thanks baby. Miss you so much

Y/N: Bub is missing you so bad today, he’s been crying all morning

Travis: Poor little man, he’s having a hard time every away game

Y/N: Do me a favor, FT me in a couple min, he’d love to see you

Travis: Alright, will do baby

Y/N: Can’t wait to see you tomorrow 😘😘

About five minutes later your phone rang, Travis’ number popping up. “Look Bubba, its daddy!” Bubba’s face lit up, grabbing the phone from you.

“Hi Daddy!” Alex was greeting Travis before his face was even on the screen. “Hey Bubs, what are you doing?” Alex adjusted so he was sitting on his bottom on the couch. “Watching Paw Patrol with mama.” Travis chuckled, “Is Rebble in this episode?” “His name is Rubble, Daddy. You’re silly!” “You’re right baby. Daddy got his name wrong.” “Are you coming home soon?” You sighed, knowing this wasn’t going to end well. “Not today, baby, Daddy is playing football tonight, but I’ll be home tomorrow.” “Can we watch you play?”

“We can watch on the TV tonight”, you fixed his shirt that had gotten twisted while he was playing. “We can get pizza!” Bubba got excited at the thought of pizza. “I need you to cheer me on so that I can win tonight, Alex” “I will, Daddy, I love you.” You could hear Travis’ smile through the phone, “I love you too Bud.” Alex hands the phone back to you, running to his room in a much better mood. “Thanks baby, love you.” “My other child giving you trouble?” You rubbed your belly, laughing to yourself. “Actually no, unless you count the gas.” “I do, let me know if I need to give her a talkin’ to. I gotta go, see you tomorrow.”

The night went pretty smoothly, Alex cheering for Travis, until he fell asleep on the couch during the 2nd quarter. A four-year-old just can’t hang. The next morning, you woke up to the sound of the garage opening. You waddled downstairs to greet Travis, meeting him at the garage door. “What are you doing up?” Travis dropped his bags on the ground by the door. You glanced at the clock on the wall; it was only 5:30AM. “I can’t sleep, this baby is using my bladder as a punching bag.” Travis pulled you in for a kiss, his hands finding your belly. “Come on, we probably have 30 minutes before the kids wake up.” You pulled Travis with you up to the bedroom, Travis throwing his body on the bed with a groan. You escaped to the bathroom, joining Travis in the bed when you were done. You sat back on your haunches, leaning on the propped-up pillows. “Give me the rundown, any injuries?” “Not this time, my shoulder is still bothering me though. C’mere.” Travis pulled you into his side, his arm around your back, careful of your belly. You pulled him in for a kiss, his return half-hearted because he was exhausted. “Baby, you don’t know how much I want to, but I am so tired right now.” You ran your hand over Travis’ hair, mentally making a note to schedule a haircut for him. You patted his chest as he closed his eyes. You had about five minutes together in peace and quiet before you heard the door creak open, Bubba’s tiny head poking through.

“Daddy!” Alex jumps on the bed, landing on Travis’ chest, Travis letting out a grunt. Alex wrapped his arms around Travis, his little arms barely making it around his broad chest. “You must have been cheering really good, because we won.” “I was, mama had to tell me to quiet down.” Travis laughed, rubbing Alex’s back. Travis was drifting off to sleep, unable to keep his eyes open. “Come on Alex, let’s get breakfast and let Daddy sleep.” You and Alex woke up Savannah and went downstairs, Travis sleeping for the next four hours.

#travis kelce fluff #travis kelce fic #travis kelce imagine #travis kelce x reader #travis kelce #traviskelce #nfl fan fic #nfl fic #nfl fluff #nfl imagine

[hanaasbananas]

saw a post earlier about how well behaved you were in school/how often you got in trouble and I can't find it again BUT it made me think of a couple of times I got completely REAMED by my teachers.

NUMBER ONE

One time when I was in year 6 so..11? I think? it was 2008/9, I'd just discovered Fruits Basket and was practically in love with Kyo Sohma. That's fine, right? Perfectly normal experience

UNTIL we got set a homework task to write a short 1000 word essay on any subject and what did I choose?

Well. I chose to copy and paste the ENTIRE Wikipedia article about Fruits Basket. The whole thing. And then I painstakingly went through my entire document, removing every single hyperlink so that "Mrs M won't know that I didn't write this and will be so impressed by how much i wrote". ARE YOU SURE. ARE YOU SURE HANAA

she did notice. Almost immediately when I rocked up with a STACK of paper and everyone else had like, one page and I still had the GALL to show off "how much work I did" to everyone else on my table. where is this confidence NOW??? when I NEED IT.

anyway turns out my friend ALSO plagiarised her paper about tigers but she didn't take out the hyperlinks so we both got yelled at for 10 minutes during break, absolutely sobbed our little hearts out and then were told to wash our faces and calm down in the last 5 mins lmaoo

I think the funniest part of this story is that Mrs M ended up being one of my favourite primary school teachers, though I never plagiarised a Wikipedia article again.

NUMBER TWO

The second instance I got absolutely WRECKED by a teacher was in year 8 dance. Yes, dance. I absolutely LOATHED dance. Despised it. Was absolutely HORRIFIED when I started secondary school in year 7 and found out it was MANDATORY for two years.

(Essentially all subjects are mandatory until u choose ur gcse options, at which point you only do the core subjects aka maths english science and then 4 other subjects of ur choice. most schools have u choose options in year 9 bc year 10 is when you sit your gcse exams but THANK GOD my school made u choose in year 8 so you could have a practise run with the subjects you chose in year 9 and change them if u wanted to)

I didn't mind doing drama, (though i HATEd having to take ur shoes and socks off in the classroom), didn't mind ICT or food tech or graphic design or DT or geography. I HATED dance.

And also, unfortunately when I started my secondary school the lessons were LONG. The day was from 8.45-2.45 (unless you were an older student and had later lessons. Having a maths lesson at 2.45 and watching everyone going home SUCKED.) and for the first 3 years while I was there each lesson was AN HOUR AND A HALF. NINETY MINUTES. So you only had 3 lessons a day if you finished at 2.45 but they were really painfully long.

(They did switch to 1 hour lessons eventually and and sometimes you'd have a double period of a subject but that was fine.)

ANYWAY back to the story- despised dance, had to do it anyway. I surilvived one year, but then I had a stricter teacher in year 8 and one time we had an end of year assessment where we'd been practising dance lifts all term and she gave us 45 mins to pair up and come up with a dance sequence that had lifts in it and then perform it to the whole class at the end.

and the thing is, I was (am) a little heavy. So I knew I'd be the one doing the lifting. No problem. Until it came to pairing up because I was shy and quiet I only hung out w two other girls.

do you see where this is going?

those two friends of mine (TRAITORS) paired up so I was left with another shy muslim girl who I vaguely knew as a friend of a friend. She was lovely, honestly but things Didnt Go Well.

and by that I mean she couldn't lift me and wouldn't let ME lift HER so we could come up with something, anything. and I was CHRONICALLY shy. so I wasn't about to go tell the teacher, then my partner would hate me!!

time comes to perform. all of us sit on the floor against the mirror as the teacher goes down the line and sees everyone's performance.

we were last

we had nothing

"what were you doing for the last 45 minutes then girls? everyone else managed to do it, why didn't you?"

i tried to explain as articulately as I could, which is v impossible when you are a 12 year old trying not to start crying as you are BEING YELLED AT IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE (SILENT) CLASS. my partner didn't cry but she also didn't tell the teacher why she didn't let me lift her.

naturally, we were given detention. and this was in the time when detention was the same amount of time as a lesson. AN HOUR AND A HALF DETENTION. I was distraught. What would my mum say when I had to stay late after school? I'd NEVER gotten a detention before I couldn't believe it!!

the ultra humiliating part was this was at the end of the day and we all got changed in the dance studio, they had like, open lockers at the back to put your stuff in so I couldn't even leg it out of class at the end I had to get changed next to my classmates all while they're sneaking glances at me and I'm just. Sobbing.

I think the teacher did feel bad about how much I was crying though because she told us that she'd email us to let us know when the detention would be and never did. I skipped class the week after just in case she remembered but I escaped unscathed.

#banana speaks 🍌 #or: hanaa goes off on too many tangents oops #legitimately i asked my mum ab the dance thing the other day and she was like #'omg yeah you came home an absolute WRECK and said you had to tell me something-that it wasnt your fault but you'd gotten in trouble' #'and i thought something REALLY BAD had happened but you just got detention' #but yeah honestly i was glad to never set foot in that dance studio again #until year 11 tho when our House Leader made all of yr11 go in there on the morning of first exams #and made us all do the cha cha slide and also I am the music man before we went to our exam shshd

[eunsaedol]

✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　° EUNSAE & FAMILY

✧.* MIN HYUNJOO ; MOM

✧ eunsae and her mom have a weird dynamic that was built off of years of turmoil. growing up, hyunjoo never really acted like a parent. from age 1-6, eunsae was solely raised by her grandparents in seoul. hyunjoo was never fit to be a parent and was at her worst during the time eunsae lived with her grandparents. even when eunsae went back to lived with her it was still bad. hyunjoo would neglect her and basically leave her to take care of herself, which caused eunsae to develop unhealthy behaviors and surround herself with toxic people.

✧ when eunsae moved in with her father, it angered hyunjoo so much, she stopped contacting her. anytime eunsae would try to call her, she’d never answer and even changed to home locks so the old house key eunsae had wouldn’t work.

✧ before eunsae when to korea for the summer turned permanently, she visited her mother to say goodbye, however it ended in an argument that left eunsae in tears. since then, eunsae has only spoken to her mother a handful of times.

✧.* LEE JAEBEOM ; DAD

✧ eunsae met her dad when she was 15 and they instantly connected. their first meeting was filled with jokes and funny stories about each other’s lives. eunsae picked up a lot of bad habits from living with her mother, but every since they met, her dad has been helping her unlearn those habits and develop a healthy, safer, lifestyle.

✧ ever since eunsae debuted, her dad has been her biggest fan. he calls her almost everyday and is constantly praising her for her achievements. he’s even made an appearance in one of her vlogs while she was home.

✧.* MASON LEE ; BROTHER

✧ eunsae and her brother are 10 years apart, him only being 5 when they met. at first her little brother was quiet and seemed a little intimidated by her. it took two more meetings after the first for him to warm up to her. after eunsae moved in, they became inseparable. mason genuinely looks up to eunsae and always wanted to spend time with her, whether it was playing video games, or watching cartoons.

✧ when eunsae left for korea, mason was super sad about it. leading up to it, he made sure to hang around her everyday and spent more time in her room than his own. when he found out eunsae was staying in korea permanently he was devastated. though over time and daily facetime calls, he became happy for eunsae. he definitely brags about having a famous sister.

✧.* CHO DAHYE , MIN LEESUK ; GRANDPARENTS

✧ a lot of time, eunsae’s grandparents felt like her real parents, especially her grandmother. even though her grandparents have disowned hyunjoo, they’ve never turned their backs on eunsae. no matter how old eunsae gets, they’ll always treat her like their baby. her grandmother was actually the one who gave her the name ‘eunsae’. because they’re her only family who lives in korea, she visits as often as she can. she regularly spends holidays with them when she doesn’t have a long enough break to travel back to the states.

✧.* MOCHA ; DOG

✧ her child. mocha is literally her child. her dad got her for eunsae as a gift when she moved in with him. she did in fact cry when she saw her for the first time. she gave her the name mocha because “she looks like a mocha latte and i might be saying that because i just had one, but it’s cute so that’s her name.”

✧ cuddling with mocha definitely heals eunsae’s inner child. anytime she was upset, mocha would come running into her room and she would cuddle her until she fell asleep. one of the hardest parts of leaving the u.s was leaving her dog, however with all of the pictures and videos her dad sends her, she knows she’s okay.

#✧ ⁺ ⁺ ° all about eunsae . #fictional idol soloist #fictional kpop soloist #kpop oc #fictional kpop oc #fictional idol community #female soloist oc #fictional idol oc #kpop soloist oc #fake kpop idol #idol oc

[novellagg]

NOVELLA's Most Recent Relationships

Characters: All of NOVELLA ft. Kim Do-Hyun(OC), Ahn Min-Seok(OC), Bae Ji-Woo(OC), and other (unnamed) characters

POV: Omniscient Author (me)

Warnings: Ae-Cha was in an emotionally abusive/toxic relationship, homophobia is also mentioned

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♡ Min Su-Jin + Kim Do-Hyun (2021 - present)

Kim Do-Hyun (’97) was a friend Sujin made while she was still attending university. They met through mutual friends while out drinking (before she was scouted), but back then, they both had zero feelings for each other (Sujin was happily single, and Do-Hyun already had a girlfriend) and they weren't very close friends either.

However, they remained in contact until Sujin dropped out in 2018 to focus on her upcoming debut, and Do-Hyun joined the military that same year. He had no idea where she disappeared to because he, along with most of her other uni friends, never knew she was a trainee. Eventually, a little while after her debut, he started to see her face on social media. He's not into Kpop at all, but once he noticed Sujin, he began watching NOVELLA's performances out of curiosity.

They finally reunited in 2020 (pre-lockdown) during a military dischargement party with some of their mutual friends. After their reunion, they became a lot closer, and Do-Hyun even started developing a little crush. This time around, Sujin was dating someone else (an idol), but they quickly broke up due to covid. It definitely took Sujin a lot longer to fall for Do-Hyun after breaking up with her boyfriend. Dating as an idol, especially with a non-celeb, is extremely hard, and she didn't want to ruin the friendship they had.

In September 2021, when covid restrictions 'started lifting' and idol life was beginning to go back to ‘normal’, Do-Hyun just decided to bite the bullet and ask her out. (The exact scenario was something like; Sujin said she would probably be going on tour in January, and Do-Hyun couldn't wait any longer to ask her out). Sujin initially protested, saying that it wouldn't work and yada yada yada, but it just went in one ear and out the other. They have now been dating for over two years and have even met eachothers families.

THEY'RE END GAME YOUR HONOUR!! (ノД｀)ノ

♡ Kim Haeun + ? (2022 - 2022)

Haeun has had a couple of boyfriends, but none of them were really memorable. Her most recent boyfriend was also an idol, as are most of her exes, and they had a very quiet relationship that eventually ended due to conflicting schedules and dying feelings.

The relationship lasted, maybe 9 months or so? And I think after this, Haeun decided that dating is kind of a waste of time for her since she feels like it won't lead to anything, at least not for the next 5 years.

Since her breakup, she has yet to engage in anything 'serious ' or 'exclusive '.

♡ Choi Aecha + ? (2020 - 2023)

OK, so... Aecha's love life is kinda messy.

She has/has had some major co-dependency issues which attracted some questionable men.

The current man in question was OK at first. They originally broke up mid covid because they never got to see each other, but afterwards, they began a weird 'on and off' situation. Between 2021-2022, they had broken up at least 5 times, and it was mostly because our 'king' got caught cheating on her with multiple different girls.

But Aecha, being stupidly gullible and emotionally dependent, would take him back. every. time.

The man would go from 'I'm so sorry baby I didn't mean to, I was just drunk and lonely when you were out of town', to, 'well maybe I wouldn't be seeing other girls if you payed more attention to me', to, 'do you even still love me?! In fact, I should be breaking up with you!'

In early 2023, after a particularly rough fight, members Haeun, Sujin, and Dambi staged an intervention where they finally convinced Aecha to break it off for good. Since then, she has not been in contact with her ex at all, and is taking an overall break from dating.

♡ Yoon Eunjeong + Ahn Min-Seok (2023 - present)

Ahn Min-Seok (’96 ) is a famous Korean actor (oc) who mainly stars in romance Kdramas. Eun-Jeong is friends with a lot of actors, so they met for the first time during a mutual friends’ birthday party (April). They've only been dating for like a month or two (Oct), but started ‘talking’ back in April.

♡ Kim Dambi + Bae Ji-Woo (2019 - 2020)

NOOO, THEY SHOULD'VE BEEN END GAME (　ＴДＴ)

So basically, Dambi is a lesbian. Her and Ji-Woo dated for about 9 months (Sept - May) and they were literally in love, in fact, Dambi is definitely still in love with her and has made multiple songs for/about her (e.g. Oh My God).

Unfortunately, homophobia is real 💔, and they both knew that they'd likely never be able to freely be a couple, which wasn't fair on either of them. So, they mutually decided to break it off on good terms, but it hurt too much to remain as friends so they decided to cut contact.

♡ Kang Nari + ? (2023 - 2023)

Another typical relationship with another random idol.

Yada yada yada, conflicting schedules, blah blah blah, mutual break up.

Nari has had a few other relationships that have ended similarly, but unlike Haeun, she's still striving to find her dream SuHyun relationship.

♡ Hiramatsu Aina + Not Applicable (∞)

＿|￣|○ she's actually a loser.

She has 0 idol friends outside her group, and I mean literally 0.

It's not like she doesn't want friends, she just genuinely can't make any (anxiety is a disease). Also she's very busy, like she probably spends 90% of her free time producing music or something, she is ADDICTED.

She wants to be in a relationship and doesn't at the same time. On one hand, she's envious of Sujin and all of the couples minus Aecha's situation surrounding her, but at the same time, she doesn't want a partner taking up her already nonexistent free time.

#fake kpop group #fictional idol community #fictional idol group #kpop oc #kpop female oc #fictional kpop idol #idol oc #fictional idol oc #fake kpop girl group #fictional kpop community #fanfic #NovellaGG #.𖥔 ݁ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ . ── (ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢꜱ)

[lorirwritesfanfic]

Picky Eater

Book: Mother Of The Year Pairing: Thomas Mendez x MC (Ayla) Rating: T Word count: 1197 Reading time: 5 min Summary: Ayla will have to face her own limitations as she tries to teach her daughter how to be an open-minded eater.

Author's note:

I got an ask from @peonierose with some lovely pictures a while ago and decided to write this story.

Why Thomas x Ayla of all my OTPs? I don't know. Only heaven knows lol

Ayla Day is a creation of this author. The others characters are owned by Pixelberry Studios.

Stephanie and Luz run across the park, crunching dry leaves and stems with their boots as Ayla watches them from a bench nearby. She then glances at Thomas in the street market, chatting with a pumpkin vendor, probably sharing tips and recipes for Thanksgiving dishes.

Being raised most of her life in Brazil, she is a bit indifferent to most American traditions and never saw any reason to look forward to the holiday during her relationship with Guy. But since Thomas and Luz are so excited to celebrate Thanksgiving, she didn't feel like saying no to joining them for the festivities. Stephanie is half American too. It's only fair that she partakes in Thanksgiving dinners once in a while.

"Found it!" Thomas beams as he saunters over carrying a large pumpkin in one hand.

"I can see that..." Her brows shoot in response, but she tries her best not to undermine his excitement. "But don't you think that one is too big for us?"

"Not at all! Levi, Eiko and Alma are coming over. We can do so many dishes with this baby right here. Plus, it's like your mother always says..."

"It’s better to err on the side of generosity than to appear too stingy?"

"Exactly."

"If you say so..." Ayla gives her shoulders.

Thomas then places the pumpkin down and sits next to her. "Everything okay, darling?"

"Yeah... It's just a dumb thought that crossed my mind..."

"About what?"

"Pumpkins... I'm not exactly a fan..."

"Really? Why not?"

"I don't know... The taste and the texture after it's cooked aren't appealing to me."

"Pumpkins aren't appealing to you in every single dish you've tried?"

She wrinkles her nose.

Thomas chortles.

"I know it's childish of me to be picky. I'm trying to teach my own kid not to be picky about food so she can adapt easily to any situation."

"I understand..."

"Do you?"

He nods. "Your secret is safe with me, darling."

"Thank you."

"However..." He grins.

She purses her lips and stares at him deadpan.

"Hear me out first. You can complain all about it later."

"Okay, what is it?"

"If you really want to set a good example for Stephanie, you'll have to show her you're an open-minded eater."

Ayla makes a face. "Yeah... But how do I do that without twisting my nose at a pumpkin pie?"

He grins. "I'm so glad you asked."

One hour later

The scent of coffee roast, nuts and milk spread in the air as Ayla adds the cheesecake filling to the pre-baked crust to place it back in the oven. To her, the idea of adding pumpkin puree to the cheesecake is outrageous. But it's okay. She'll have it with wine anyway. Plus, everything will be fine as soon as she gets a large mug of that fancy and delicious strong coffee Thomas buys especially for her.

"Alright, cheesecake is in the oven, potatoes are ready, turkey is almost done. Did you check on the girls?”

“They’re watching NFL game.”

“Really? I thought Luz preferred soccer.”

“And hopefully she’ll stick to it. She’s intense enough even when she’s watching the game from the living room.”

“Okay…” Ayla giggles. “What’s next?”

"How about we take a break for coffee?"

"Now we're talking! It'll definitely help me with my article later."

"Will I have to sleep by myself all night again while you finish work again? Man..." He nags.

"Not all night." She steps closer to kiss his cheek and gives him her best smile. "Just some of it..."

Thomas fakes pouting.

"Don't give me those puppy eyes. You leave alone in bed almost every night." She folds her arms, feigning annoyance.

"I know and I'm grateful you understand, darling." He wraps his arms around her and kisses her cheek. "Just don't tire yourself too much."

"Yeah, yeah... This is all cute and very lovey-dovey of you, but where's my coffee?"

"How about a latte instead?"

A smile forms on her lips again. "I'm listening."

"Sit tight. I'll take care of everything, darling."

"Mmm..." She then sits on a stool by the kitchen island, resting her chin on one elbow. "I love when you talk dirty to me..."

Chuckling, he turns off the coffee machine, pours the coffee into a mug, adds a spoon of pumpkin puree and whisks them together with a mixer.

"Hey! What was that orange goo in my rich people coffee?"

"Didn't we talk about you setting up a good example for Stephanie by being an open-minded eater?"

"Yes! But coffee isn't a dish! Coffee is coffee and it’s perfect the way it is!" She scowls.

"It's easier to enjoy something you don't like when you include other things you like with it."

Ayla folds her arms.

"I know you're still skeptical, but I'm going to prove you wrong," he says, slowly adding hot milk to the mug.

"You'd better. Because right now you're only showing me the atrocities American people do by adding pumpkin to latte and cheesecake."

Thomas shakes his head and grins. Once the coffee is ready, he covers the mug with whipped cream then adds cinnamon powder and a glass straw with a flourish.

"Here you go."

Ayla inspects the mug for a moment then takes a sip of coffee.

"So?"

"It's better than I expected it to be..." She replies, toying with the straw before drinking it again.

"Wait until you take a bite of the cheesecake."

She instinctively wrinkles her nose.

"I don't think that's the best attitude if you really want Stephanie to be open-minded about food," he points out.

"What? I didn't say anything!"

"Ayla, it's all over your face. And for the record, that's the same face you made when Luz and I had pumpkin ice cream."

Her shoulders slump as she places down the mug. "I'm ruining this, aren't I?"

"No, you're not." He moves closer to kiss her forehead. "And it's okay if Stephanie doesn't like pumpkin after all. Many people don't. Besides, you managed to make her eat most vegetables kids hate."

She gives her shoulders slightly.

"She's a smart and healthy kid who is incredibly lucky to be your daughter, darling. Whether she becomes a picky eater or not."

"Plus, I didn't lie about Thanksgiving, Santa Claus, tooth fairy..."

"You did better in that department than I ever did, by the way."

"I still do."

“Are you still going to call me out about not mentioning the real story of Thanksgiving until she was nine?”

“Yes! Steph knows it since she was six! And may I add, Luz was tough enough to not only hear the full story but also gather money from all white students in the school and donate to indigenous communities because — to quote her…”

“The natives Americans deserve historical reparation.”

They chuckle.

"You're a wonderful mother, Ayla. I'm glad Luz and I have someone like you in our lives."

"Thank you… You're a great parent too, darling," she says resting her head on his shoulder.

“Thank you.”

"Hey, maybe you can be the good influence on Steph about food."

"Why? You're almost halfway through the pumpkin-spiced latte."

"Yeah, but there's the cheesecake."

"Darling, just face it. You're going to love it.”

“You’re so wrong about that…” She scoffs.

“You will eat a big fat slice of pumpkin cheesecake and have seconds. You just don't know it yet,” he jokes.

"If I dump enough whipped cream to disguise the pumpkin in it, sure!"

Between laughter and a few sips of latte, the couple begins to set up the table for dinner.

#choices fanfic #mother of the year fanfic #thomas mendez #thomas mendez x mc #lorirwritesfanfic #lorircreates

[miss0atae]

This time I watched the episode during the Premiere. I’m not that good when it comes to waiting so

I try to avoid it but this time I had to watch it earlier than usually but the review comes late anyway.

This episode starts with the word Gazelle written in big and a flashback of Pladao who is running against other people. I guess this episode is to show that she is a runner, so she got the nickname of gazelle from her friend/cousin (I can’t really remember exactly). This will also allow the episode to make comparison all the time with how gazelles lives, how they can be prey and easily subdue. I thought the girl was actually really flirty with Pladao, but it’s probably just to show how close they are.

After the opening we find again Pladao from the present and she is reading a postcard/message from her cousin talking about the man she was dating. A scene that is only here to emphasize the mystery of her death. Then we get the 2nd apparition of Kitti the male friend I didn't talk about in the last episode. Pladao and him are talking about her cousin relationship. He is the one who tell Pladao about Naam and the Rendez- Vous (=RV because I’ll write that name a lot). My question is how does he knows all of it. Pladao is supposed to be close to her cousin but she would have preferred telling Kitti about her relationship over her cousin ? It doesn’t make any sense. Plus he is not saying everything. Why being mysterious like that? The only funny thing is that I was expecting the pregnant revelation by the way he was talking. XD Okay so Pladao has starting doing her investigation to find the Jungle right after Kitti talked. She has a freaking board for it. My gosh, it’s so cliché. Kitti told us there are no information about Naam but she found his picture to put it on the board. By the way, why is she hiding the board with a cloth? It stands out more. We got again the flashback of her first encounter with Naam or his twin. At this point there is not even enough way of distinguish them.

Back at work. She propose her investigation as a story. Then we move on Gale and Phethai still not communicating properly. She admit she can’t really fight for him either. They really deserve each other. When she tried to leave the journalists found her, so she tried to go for another way butPhethai stopped her. At the end he tells her to stay with him and kiss her. The last episode he was letting his mom said she wasn’t his girlfriend... He changes his action every 5 min. Why doing the press conference if it was to end it this way? Of course, Bad mom saw everything. She is furious. Now, he wants to retire from acting. Wow everything goes so fast, it’s kinda hard to follow the logic behind all of that. Okay so Bad Mom thinks he can't do anything without her but he is willing to try anyway (for 5 min I guess until the next change of mind). Bad Mom can’t control herself and slaps him. Mam you should live your own life and stop being so obsess with your son’s life. In retaliation, he is threatening her to reveal the truth about his name to the family of the real Phethai. He wants to be Wayu. Wow, Gale superpower is giving him some balls. We have then two useless scenes with Gale at work being happy and Phethai who now wants to be a pilot? All of that was just to end with both of them going on vacation together. We also get a Bad mom is furious scene number 2.

We left those character to get to Naam who is at a wedding. Nithan. the ex of the future groom is also here. She wants to congratulate him despite her friends saying it's impossible to be friend with an ex. Let’s agree to disagree. It depends of how the break up happens in my opinion. Naam is watching them but also listening. Nithan sneezes and her friends jokes that it is a sign that she is lying (It will happen several times during the episode because Nithan has a weird kinship with Pinocchio). The mother of the groom mocks Nithan comparing her with the bride. All moms are bad moms in this series. Naam is looking like someone who wants to cause a stir. He goes to the girl and pretend to be working at the weeding and that the groom wants to talk to her, supposedly to apologize. She is overjoyed. The groom is reciting is vows. He says he will sing a song and apparently he is used to do that to every girl he is dating because Nithan caught him at this time and complain. He wasn't expecting it. We also got a Chinzilla reference xD. So funny ! I try to imagine them.

Back to Naam playing with some kind of mixing console to make their argument heard by everyone. Let’s spare a thought for the poor bride. We basically learn that the groom is a cheater and a liar. Naam still doing shit to make this even more chaotic. I love this guy. Groom’s mom tries to save the day but it's to late. Naam is having fun. This guy is too much. Nithan is then escorting out. I don’t know why is she trying to talk with the groom’s mom? It's a waste of time. Why even going to this wedding? Naam appears and Nithan wants to know why he did all of that and of course it was for fun. This guy likes to play with other people’s life. Okay now is he flirting with her? I thought he would be the one for Pladao. but maybe the twins will have different girls. He gave a paper to Nithan to go to the RV. Nithan’s mom is the only good mom in the show. She totally support her daughter’s actions at the wedding. Hurrah with have a good mom. Revenge taste sweeter when it's done with loved ones. Okay so Nithan is in fact happy of Naam action. Already smitten with him? The grand mother is sick so Nithan may get some inheritance. They have a family reunion with Nithan. Mom and Dad are divorced? They can’t seem to stand each others. Of course Nithan won't get a thing from grandma. Her mom can't believe it. So predictable. Nithan doesn't care because she knew it. It's so funny because you can guess pretty easily the story. Nithan wants to leave but before it happens Mom kind of announce that she is getting married. What the heck mom?

Nithan pretends that she will get married in front of her family but now she has to find a fake boyfriend. She is trying to find a man good at lying, so she will think of Naam of course. Find the paper again girl and go to the RV you'll find your liar xD. Back to RV again. We’re back with this damn piano. Everyone knows how to play in this show. They must teach that at school. Is the piano the guitar for straights in Thai drama? Of course no one is here except Hunter. XD The guy doesn't have a home. He lives here full time. He gives again his speech for the newcomers. He asks why she is looking for Naam and she answers that she has a favor to ask. She learns about his alias and Hunter warms her that Naam is manipulating her. Then, he serves her the famous drink we have seen every episode. By the way I think it looks like a bad sangria. Pladao is also here (finally!). Also looking for Naam I guess. Nithan doesn't know about the Jungle so Pladao tries to explain it to her but no… There are no more lights and Hunter says it is normal. It’s a ruse because the girl has disappeared and Pladao is surprised. Hunter tells her, she is on the roof but it's probably a lie. They are playing such cheap tricks how can anyone be naive enough to fall for it? Mix role is so small here but I kind of like the small smirk he got here.

Pladao goes on the roof. Naam is coming or we think it is him because I believe this time it's the other one. The hair is different, maybe. She wants to ask him something but he wants them to play a game. It’s flip the coin and guess right to have an aswers. Pladao guess right the first time and asks him again if he knows her cousin. He doesn't answer. He only says that Naam doesn't know her. But you do !You are the evil twin. Everyone can see it. He is also flirting with her while she is recording him. So Naam likes Nithan et Evil Naam likes to play with fire. They are still playing a drinking game and they play “never I have ever” (I don’t remember the name of this game but it’s something like that). I guess she will kiss him soon. Banco! I knew it. Wow the kiss wan’t great. Okay it was just an appetizer. The real kiss happens after. I’m not a fan of Nanon but he knows how to kiss. Hack, Nathee and Pine are drinking coffee/tea... RV became a brunch place. They wonder who is the reporter who exposed them. But we don’t care because Paldao wakes up in a bed. Did she sleep with evil Naam ? This bed has seen so much. She can't even believe it herself. Never drinks guys! Evil Naam left a note for her. She is feeling bad. She found him and offers him to grab a coffee and he tells her he knows about th tape. She explains why but he is laughing. Flashback to the beginning when Nithan was taken by Viper. Okay I think you have to look at their hair to distinguish them. So Naam is the real viper and evil Naam is playing with Pladao. I kind of like this dynamic. Give me twins in every show. I love this shit. Okay this episode was much more interesting. Can't stand Gale and Phethai. Give me the reporter and evil twin. XD.

#my thoughts #drama #thai series #the jungle the series #gmmtv series #my reviews

[feelbokkie]

Okay, I finally came upon some free time today! Love the new theme and pfp! You post so much too! I legit had to go back and fix this message before sending it since you posted LR14 while I was typing this lmao.

I'm glad Changbin and Hyunjin officially ended the bet in and are just genuinely spending time with Y/n (but I still believe they're way too late with that...like, it's still gonna blow up in their faces I'm afraid) and that Cerberus is getting signed! The second bet boys need to stop though!!! 😩 Seungmin is the main menace in there but I'm so disappointed with Minho being cool continuing the second bet even AFTER he saw Y/n struggling emotionally??? (Also Jisung has to get himself together, he seems to be struggling himself from his tweets lmao)

Also, how is LR going to end in a WEEK!?! I'm so excited/anxious about how it's all gonna go down 😣 Still holding out for Felix physically fighting people 😤

"Please Don't Care About Me It's Okay" was also so good! I also really hate crying in front of other people. It's why I think I'm so awkward comforting people who are crying since I assume they also don't want to be seen crying, but I also can't leave someone alone if they're crying unless they ask me to (but they always ask me to stay 😭)

-👻✌️

P.S.

Your SKZ shelf looks great! You'll eventually need a second shelf though since they release so much music! I'm jealous since I'm a relatively baby Stay so I'm working backwards to get the older albums 😔

I'm trying to rest more (I'm actually using my comp hours to leave work early today 👍) but I'm in one of the worst states for air quality because of the wildfires rn so my asthma is acting up 🫠 I'm hoping it doesn't look like the apocalypse again this afternoon like yesterday. The sky was so hazy and orange and everything smelled like smoke, but the superintendent refused to cancel school 🙃

I tried to answer this during my break but I was taking too long, but I’m home now!

Thank you! I feel like a change and here we are! And yeah, i’ve been posting like crazy but I think it’s mostly rambles and LR. I inly uploaded early so I could read comments while on break at work lol. I also gave up writing for 3 years before starting Feelbokkie so I think the reason why I’m posting so much is because I repressed my creativity for so long and unfortunately it everyone else’s problem now😅

Seungmin is an absolute menace with the bet I think he just wants to watch the world burn. And as far as I know, I say as if I didn’t write the damn thing, Min doesn’t know that the reason why Y/n shut down is because of the bet. Felix doesn’t even know that because he’s choosing to trust Hyun and Bin when they said there’s no bet going on. Hyunjin vaguely knows it’s because of the bet. He knows that she spiraled because she felt bad for sleeping with both him and Bin but he never put 2 and 2 together. As far as Min knows, she was just sad. But if he realized that it was because of how Hyun and Bin were messing with her, he would have shut that shit down immediately. As for Ji, idk what his problem is. He’s just taking over as leader for baboracha I guess.

And yeah, last night I did the math and if I post a chapter a day it should end by Wednesday. I’m going go try to finish it up today and schedule the posts but we’ll see. Just try to mentally prepare for the last 6 chapters.

I hate crying period, let alone in front of other people. It’s so bad that when my oldest brother died this past December I don’t think I cried. I was like Y/nnine in chapter 12 basically, just worse off, until something totally unrelated happened the week before I posted my first post on here and lost it. I cried in front of my mom and nieces and nephews. It wasn’t pretty. I’m so bad at comforting ppl too (which is shy I don’t write as much fluff I think)

PS

Thank you! I have 5 more albums coming next week and then I should have at least one of every album, including the Japanese ones so I should be good until next comeback. But I have all the Korean albums rn. I’m a baby stay too! (although am I even that anymore with the amount of content I’ve made?) i’m just really bad with saving money 😅

You deserve to leave work early! Take a break! And I get the air quality thing. It’s (almost?) wildfire season here so Imm going to have to start wearing a double mask out to avoid getting an asthma attack. (i say almost with a question mark bc I saw a smokey the bear billboard today on my way to work but I’m not entirely sure). They never cancel schools when there’s a fire over here unless the campus is on fire. Last year the mountain right next to campus was on fire and we still had class. And my school is in mountains. Literally one gust of wind and it would have been over. 😩

#feelbokkie answers #👻✌️ anon #LR press tour

[whentherewerebicycles]

hello here is a scruffy little girl keeping vigilant watch over the backyard!!!! NO squirrels allowed!!! we got up at 5:30 but lord I slept badly… had bad racing thoughts trying to fall asleep and then just tossed and turned all night. woke up with a splitting headache but the mood is nevertheless good because after today I only have three days of this loathèd job left :)))))

I think part of the reason I was tossing and turning so much last night is that I was thinking about how much the rhythms of my life are going to change when I’m actually in a real job with a real schedule and real responsibilities. I feel absolutely positive that the tradeoffs will be worth it, but I do want to just emotionally prepare myself for the inevitable adjustment period where I panic a little about not having endless time to cook/walk the dogs for hours/lounge in bed. I think in the summer it will be fine because even if I get home at 5:30 or 6 I’ll still have plenty of time to walk the dogs while it’s light out… the hardest part will probably just be the winter when the sun sets at 4 and I can’t walk the dogs in the middle of the day. but I hope that by the time the Long Dark rolls around I’ll be settled enough in the job that I can arrange my schedule in a way that enables me to meet my human needs! like maybe taking very long lunches and working a bit later so I can drive home and walk the dogs during the day, or just getting the reflective vest & dorky headlight gear that will enable me to do long walks when it’s pitch black out at 5pm lol. and I want to not be afraid to use the hybrid option as needed—if I’m home two days a week, I can take full advantage of that time (and can really savor every second of daylight I get on the weekends). as far as cooking goes, I’m hoping that liz and alex will live close enough for us to cook together a couple times a week, which will make cooking feel more like a joyful social occasion and less of a chore I have to do at the end of a long day. I also think that I am slowly getting to the point where I find the act of cooking itself to be relaxing and fun, so hopefully I can continue to make it feel like a nice calming/centering thing I do for myself as the day winds down.

anyway the point is: big life changes always feel scary!! but that’s because on the cusp of a big change you’re always keenly attuned to the things you’ll be losing (because you have a concrete sense of what those things are) and not as able to imagine all the things you’ll be gaining (because the future is still hazy and ill-defined in your mind). I have complete faith that this change will transform my life in so many positive ways that the adjustments I have to make or the energy I have to put into creating new routines will be more than worth it.

anyway ok!!! I worked from 6:30-8:30 finishing up a project and am now taking a short lounge break before I meet with my lead from 9-10. after that I may have a few work tasks to complete, but if not I can shift my attention to other stuff. here are the things I am committed to doing today:

read through CT material and email him back

send JE a gentle nudge about job materials

unearth these plants that died and put them in plastic pots so I can return them

run at the gym! since I’m being oddly resistant I’m going to lower the expectations for myself! I just want to warm up, run 1 mile, and cool down, which will take me under 20 min. I suspect I’ll end up doing more than that but the point is just to get myself out the door and into the gym.

do all returns (kohl’s, target, old navy, home depot). my shameless bribe to myself is that if I do all that stuff I can buy yellow flowers, a cilantro plant, and a cherry tomato plant.

then I’ll check back in at work and take care of anything that came up before moving on to my afternoon tasks:

read through JS material and email her back

finish generating AU brainstorming prompts

walk the dogs for an hour (it’s deliciously cool out this morning so I might do this earlier in the day to take advantage tbd)

showerrrrrrr

talk to M/HL and book flight

[lumonafox]

Watching Van Helsing for the first time and I have thoughts and feelings

Disclamers first: My previous experience with the movie was clip of the masquarade on youtube and some Leather-Jackman encounters on my dash every once in a while. I only know Dracula and Van Helsing by name and at this point I can’t be bothered to memorize the rest. My taste in men is questionable and unapologetic, if fancy vampire Count kissed my neck and said he wants me to be his spouse, I would simply fold. Not entirely into the idea of laying clutches of cocoabean-like-gremlin-eggs for him, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it I guess. With that out of the way, let’s begin. Quick notes during the watch: 1 they gave Jackman machinegun-crossbow and he still can't hit shit with it 2 if Dracula got pegged every once in a while he might be a little less edgy and murdery which would make the world a better place overall 3 Catherine Zeta Jones got even more faisty, corsetty and not-catherine-zeta-jones-y, I guess the budget only had place for one big name 4-derpy little monk with his derpy little sunshine invention and derpy little forshadowing 5-Zeta Jones is surprisingly tan for a Transylvania native. 6-why does everyone seem to want to fuck everyone? To be fair... I too want to fuck most of them. Point taken. 7-if thes had stopped dropping their weapons for one second the plot would have been over in first 30 mins...you mean to tell me that trained killers can't keep a hold on their gun? 8-ofc the bro is the new werewolf but also does his transformation NEED to be such artistic spin-aroundy balerina style? (Also naming the werewolf brother Velkan is about as clever as naming him Remus, Lupin, Remus Lupin, Barker, Wolfer Mc Wolfenstein etc...) 9-nobody in this movie takes fall damage and Dracula has literal gravityhacks. It should be threatening but it is hilarious 10-young Jackman during night rainstorm looks like Orlando Bloom in Pirates of carribean (I refuse to elaborate, just trust me) 11-Vampire kids look like cocoa beans before they hatch. After getting tazed they turn into bat gremlins. Then they feed (?) and turn into hot-wife-in-grayscale material (?) Having larval and mid stage would imply that vampires are some sort of insect which makes them considerably more yucky 12-Gabriel? Is he also a vampire? Serving the church? Is he anti-vampire? 13- *little evil man voice* we have SUCH history Gabriel (we broke up during the crusades and I have gotten three wives to compensate) 14- funky little monk, sorry, a friar, and funky little loopholes 15- not to ruin your happy moment but the roof is still very much on fire and there is still mr Wolfenstein trying to kill you 16- can't turn into a werewolf it you already are one my dear Helsing, yknow. friar found the knight fighting gif... 17- Did she just MOAN? (lowkey same sis) 18- the whole masquarade thing is slightly disturbing but mostly hot 19- he just proposed to her 20- monsterhunter with few levels in rogue, undersood 21- sorry to break it to you love but you will not kill all of them vampires with one flail and rage 22- so he IS werewolferized? Shouldn't that be fixed by rubbing some wolfsbane on him? 23- the group shares one braincell, which is mostly with the friar, sometimes borrowed by van Helsing to keep them alive in the more pragmatic sense 24- so NOBODY touched any of them ‘inconspicous’ wall decorations or translated the latin text on the SUSPICIOUSLY large wall map even though they have been searching for clues for hundereds of years in the house...sure 25- password protected mirror teleport 27- say friend to enter...wait, wrong movie 28- the banter, the writing, god I love this (why should I not kill you? Uhmmm...) also (Cut off his finger...I'll cut off SOMETHING) 29- convenient amount of storms in the area 30- assuming they need a living matter to conduct the electricity couldn't they just strap a jellyfish in the box and be done with it? Does the matter need to be inteligent? If so, how much? Would like Eel level sufice? Was this tested or did he just go like NAAAH NOT DRAMATIC ENOUGH 31- conveniently placed ball of steel-melting acid in a glass jug 32- fidget-spinning-vampires 33- what method of conduction do they use ffor reanimation process? Nobody wants partly fried offsprings or an undercooked batch 34- nobody in this movie takes fall damage...except for poor Igor 35- after a brief pause, Dracula accepted Gabriel as a furry and tried to get back together with him 36- slowest clock ever, since the first strike, they managed to throw eachother around, Zeta Jones befriended the Frankenmonster, defied gravity, killed vampirewife, almost killed the friar, boys had some more toss-around and we’re still not done... 37- we could have been friends, partners, brothers in arms (no homo) 38- convenient cloud for conversation purposes 39- she dead? She dead dead? 40- *sad werewolf noises*(but seriously...after ALL THAT FALLING the thing that kills her is lying down a bit faster on a cussioned sofa??? Seriously?) 41-yep, she dead...lol

Afterthoughts: 1-so what exactly is Van Helsing? Apparently immortal yet neither vam nor were? 2-can't bring myself to care enough about the monster to dive deeper into his very much unresolved ending or story in general but big F for him 3-Zeta Jones got into heaven because Dracula died like three minutes sooner than she did, imagine if the timing was other way around. Gotta love contracts. 4- so is this like post-high fantasy?  Lost technology (teleports and cures for werewolfism) and ancient order with access to higher technological level than common folk (Helsing's spinning pizza cutters, machine-bow, the holy sun-granade)? It could also read as steampunk but there is not nerly enough cogs, brown and brass and too much horny, edgy and dark for that I think. 5- Faramir? In this economy? More likely than you think. 6- I couldn’t get the spelling of friar right, so I settled for calling him a fryer during the watch. It didn’t seem right but it looked wrong enough to be something christian. Spellchecked after and I’m glad I did. 7- The soundtrack slaps and the writing is solid, 10/10 would recommend

#van helsing 2004

[tutuandscoot]

Hey guys.. a little personal post coming up.. well kinda

I’m gonna write about my VM origin story. Some of these bits and pieces I’ve mention before, but I’m gonna tell the whole thing now, coz my journey with them, the effect they’ve had on my life is coming kinda full circle right now.

So here’s the timeline:

The first time I really took notice of them was the IE SD event at PYC 2018. This was February. In January of that year I had just started my second professional ballet company contract (however the first one was with a very small company, this second one was ‘the big time’). I was the second youngest in the company of over 40 dancers, I was the lowest ranked, but they had a new choreographer from Europe creating a new contemporary work. After the whole company workshopped with him for a few days, it became clear he was singling me out from the other girls (again girls with much more professional experience and far higher ranked than me) on the 4th day he split all the girls into 2 groups- what became obvious is that the first group (the group I was in) was the dancers he was seriously considering to cast) and others was just the rest to not seem obvious he had chosen already. The start of the next week, after a final sort of ‘audition’ I was cast in the ‘first cast’ of his ballet, the other girls and guys in cast were and much older than I (I was 19) and much higher ranked. As we began creating the ballet, it got to the section of music he said would be the pdd (duet)- about a 6 min long hauntingly beautiful piece of music. What I quickly realised, is following the preceding chore he had placed me on stage to start the pdd we had workshopped in the audition process. The creative process for this ballet was the most fulfilling thing I had ever done in my life- it wasn’t just that I was the choreographer’s ‘favourite’ but the environment we all created was so nurturing, even tho it was strict, I felt like I was thriving (it was like how VM described their artistic state once the moved to MTL)

Fast forward to February and we had begun our shows. It was in a beautiful outdoor amphitheater quarry where the audience sat on blankets as they watched us dance lit by the moon and stars (as well as stage lights obvs) it was a few shows in when I recall seeing a promo for the ice dance event on tv. I love the Olympics- it’s always been a big thing in my family to watch them. My first one was the Sydney Olympics and being Australian, that home games, even tho I was young has always been one of my strongest memories. I saw the promo/ fluff piece and it was highlighting VM. (It may have been a CBC or NBC piece- I doubt my broadcaster would’ve done of for them, I can’t remember, they might’ve) anyway, they spoke about their 20 years together and how much they cherish every moment together, how they want to be remembered- as true dancers. (I’m pretty sure this aired after the SD- coz I remember watching the SD not knowing who they were)

A dancers work is odd to most -professional dancers- during production season tour work schedule is even stranger-class in the morning, followed by a short rehearsal, then you go home for a break and get ready for the show (from like 5:30pm)

I was home one day, I had a performance that night, and I just happen to have the SD event on. I remember watching the Shibs and thinking it was a bit odd to be a brother sister team.. I can’t remember watching anyone else (they obviously didn’t leave an impression) but then VM came on. The impression they made even before they started.. TESSAAA!!! WTAF she looked like superwoman.. Scoottt with that hair and that costume. The CONFIDENCE!!! All before they even started. Then the music started.. and that is they had won my heart. Then the Samba rolls, the mid line step, the rhumba pattern, everything else.. I don’t think I blinked that whole time. I could not believe what I had just seen. They had just. DANCED on ICE..???!?!! Literally!! I’ve said in the past dancers tend to be critical of subjective sports like gymnastics and figure skating, but I could watch them and not pick one thing to pieces- obviously it wasn’t the exact same as dancing on the floor- but there was no need to be nit picky- their performance and connection and musicalityyyyy 😭😭😭😭. I went to go do my show that night soooo inspired.

The next day I saw the fluff piece and I fell even more in love with them.

I don’t remember seeing MR live, I feel like I had a full day at work, but as soon as I could I watched it. And I kid you not I was in tears. I had known who they were for hardly 24 hours and when their scores came up I jumped and screamed like they were my own babies. (I won’t go through MR the program now I’ll do that in a ‘first impressions’ post)

So for my next few shows, I just had the biggest inspiration I had ever had as an artist in watching T&S. the pdd I had to do, it was very dark and I tired to channel that bravery and abandon they had in MR into my dancing..

They were having the height of their career (the end of it) at the same time I was having the height of mine (the beginning)….

The olys ended and Not long after that, I was still in season.. I started getting pain in my hip. At first I thought it was my appendix.. that area, aching sort of pain. A few days past and I wasn’t feeling sick so I figure I had just strained something. The pain continued to get worse to the point I couldn’t do abdominal exercises. It kept getting worse and I kept getting treatment but it didn’t work. I was sent for an mri and they said it was a torn lignament (yeh no shit dancers have torn ligaments everywhere- it’s not gonna cause that much pain). Around that time we had another guest choreographer come to do a production of Dracula- he was choreographing it on our company so again a big deal and I love that creation process. At the end of a rehearsal- I went to ride my bike home and I was crying in agony, my hip felt broken, and abdominals ripped to shreds..

(I’ll fast forward a bit)

The pain continued through the first half of the year, having ok patches and then getting worse, still no one knew what to do. it didn’t hurt much to dance ( I could ignore it) so I kept dancing, hiding the pain from all the staff and director. I never missed one Corp de ballet show even tho I could barely walk to and from the theatre. I went on winter (summer- I went to Europe) break and I was starting to think that maybe this ballet thing wasn’t for me. I loved it- but it didn’t love my body, it didn’t love my anxious mind. I started to think maybe I didn’t want this anymore. And the way I am, once I get an idea in my head, it’s hard to move forward in contradiction to that.

Throughout this whole time, I kept coming back to VM. The phrase ‘come what May’ became a kind of mantra for me.. just as a way to get through each day. T&S resilience and determination.. I don’t know if I quite embodied it, but that phrase- connected to them, it got me through the next few months.

Eventually, it seemed it didn’t matter if I didn’t want to do it anymore, my body was going to decide that for me. The pain and discomfort got worse. The stress from it made me gain weight (for which at 53kg I was already considered ‘big’ ballerina) I felt incredibly alienated from my work colleagues, and very alone socially. My mum and I are very close and I was calling her every night, begging her to come over to visit me.

In October, as they were casting the last production of the year (the nutcracker) I went to see a scoliosis surgeon. I was all but certain the pain I was getting was caused by my back, which until this year had never given me serious trouble- I was one of the strongest and most flexible girls throughout training and could do things people with straight spines wouldn’t even attempt. But I think it had just run it’s course- it was such a bad scoliosis and just wasn’t holding me up anymore. The surgeon said point blank i need surgery, (I didn’t ‘need’ it- but that’s what most surgeons say) that was it for me. Emotionally I couldn’t take it, physically my body was falling apart. I went to the company physio and broke down and said I can’t do this any more, please help me get out of going back on stage. I’m done.

It’s the worse way to retire as a dancer- when it’s not on your own terms. Yes I was coming to the decision to stop anyway, but I didn’t get the good bye I’d wanted.

A few years past, I danced regularly for fun, still a little haunted by the toxicity of the industry. I found new ways to cope with my back- traditioned into being a bit more of a regularly fit human than a high performance athlete. But the pain didn’t go away.

I began to actually consider the idea of surgery, which was a scary thought for a long time, I needed some distance from dance. I needed to purge that a little more from my life so I knew I didn’t want to go back. I was still too close to it.

Fast forward again to July last year. I had come round to the decision to have surgery. At this time also, I fell back down the VM rabbit hole. Tbh I hadn’t really been down the rabbit hole. There was PYC, I vaguely recall about a week in 2019/20 where I watched a tonne of stuff on YT, found out some details, but not really a deep dive. I fell down it this time, coz the Tokyo olys were on and as I (my state-NSW) was in a hard Covid lockdown, I think every one turned to the Olympics for some moral boosting. Then, as it does, YouTube started suggesting Olympics events for me to watch. One of them, not Tokyo related, was the hour long compilation of VM’s olys routines. I didn’t have anything better to do, so I watched it…

Andddd now we are here.

VM were with me when I was having the highest moment of my life -just as they were.

Even tho I didn’t know a lot about them, something about them stayed with me through that very difficult year (I didn’t become a crazy tumblr fan or get in on the rumours- I just followed them on IG)

They came back into my life at the same time I was ready to fix this thing that (at least pain wise) all started around the same time as my love for them did.

They have been with me through the last year as I waited and prepared for surgery.

And they will be with me tomorrow- their resilience, determination, bravery, as I go and have a surgery that’s only been done a few times ever- a hybrid (fusion/tethering) scoliosis surgery.

VM inspire me in so many ways, artistically, athletically, their humanity inspires me, their love inspires me, their bravery inspires me.

I am no where near and never could be half the humans they are- they are special, they made each other special. I just love them a lot and I’m glad I’ve had them to keep me happy this past year.. or I guess 4 years.

I look forward to binge watching their beautiful programs for the thousandth time when I wake up tomorrow afternoon with a new spine.

Sending lots of love out there to you all.

💕

#MY VM ORIGIN STORY

[strawberryspeachy]

Had my last class with one of my favorite classes today.

I feel the need to clarify that I wouldn’t exchange contact info with children before saying that I always take it as a compliment when my students ask to keep in touch with me. I can’t/don’t but its still sweet when they ask. The ones who have been talkative with me all year were disappointed to learn i wont be in the school next year and after trying to get my social media asked if i would come to their graduation next year.

Another one of my classes - not their last class - was watching Hocus Pocus. I put a lot of thought into what movies/shows I wanted to introduce my students to with my goal being to show them either American culture or something that most Americans love (i showed some clips of mean girls with another class)

The other quiet advanced class didn’t seem too interested in your regular school life/home life show (boy meets world) for christmas

So while I showed my on grade classes Freaky Friday, I tried to think of what my advanced classes would enjoy that they have never seem that fits the criteria i had. And ended up with - well I love halloween and i didnt get to celebrate with them. Besides being a great movie imo it really shows what Halloween looks like in the states and has a lot of american lore.

And im glad that i was right, the class that didnt care for bmw paid a lot more attention to hocus pocus.

But the other quiet class i rlly enjoyed watching it with. They were super into it. Very invested, laughing and gossiping about the movie

We watched the second half today and they were really excited. They liked the music, they reacted to binx getting hit by a car just like how i always did as a kid, they fell for the jump scares and laughed at all the jokes.

The first class didn’t care about mary riding the vacuum but the second class all laughed every time they saw her on it. The student near me was having a mini celebration when the sun started rising

We had some issues with the tech in the first 10 min so to finish we watched after the bell during break and only about 4-5 students (of 50) left to go to the bathroom and even they rushed back to see the very end

And i could see a bunch of them holding back tears at the end when binx dies in the cats body and they all clapped when it ended

And it was really fun to introduce them to one of my favorite movies and for them to be so into it.

Anyway ive been sick since september and living with a psycho. Working with a psycho. Ive felt like a pinball for the past year stuck bouncing back and forth between two places i hate being.

Didnt get a comfortable place to live

Didn’t meet new friends

Barely went on dates

Haven’t traveled

Still haven’t joined any dance classes

Haven’t gone to concerts

I have to leave my current school because… so much stress and drama i could write a book

Found another school. Not great…eating away at my life…

I planned to just deal with the exhaustion and force myself to do the things i came here to do

And now my grandfather is in the hospital… from surgery he got sepsis then pneumonia now he has blood clots….

…..

……

[lucysweatslove]

Updates? Yeah, life updates.

The Tech concert was good. He’s a goofy dude and you can tell he just really has fun with it. Husband got smashed and had a grand ol’ time. I took a ton of videos for him.

Because of the concert yesterday, I was very clear at work that I could NOT stay late which ended up causing problems. Usually this is fine, but a) we had a late scheduled patient, b) my trainee is still working on speed, and c) literally at like 5:15 my entire workstation stopped connecting to work apps or anything on google chrome or whatever the edge thing is that replaced IE. I could access the EMR but no videos or email or even IT help. I was on my phone trying to connect and figure it out. Eventually I got it half working but I had to leave then. We had 4 notes left, one I was working on, one my trainee was working on, and two ones we hadn’t even found media for yet. My trainee said she would work on the notes herself and I could review in the morning…

I woke up early and clocked into work before I’m normally awake to finish up yesterday’s work, right? My trainee has done one extra note, staying late to do it, which was great of her, but that still meant I had to do one new note on a very long visit with a patient with a complex history, finish up the note I had started when my computer did the weird connection thing, AND THEN also review my trainee’s other two notes. It’s not a quick process because I have to fix anything missed and she’s still learning. And this doc is literally taking like an hour to do her visits.

Anyway I started work at 8 AM when I normally start at 10, and I finished getting ready for today’s clinic writing about 10:30 and then tried to find media… no media. I was stressed because this doc had a very busy AM hearing loss clinic (about twice as many patients as usual), and while she normally just does the AM clinic on those days, she also added in a busy PM clinic in person. It was just me + my trainee. Other staff who work with that doc were scheduled to only work a half day and deal with a full clinic themselves + help with another clinic, too.

Anyway, I got in touch with my supervisor who said the doc doing the hearing clinic was taking those calls during her commute into work and thus wasn’t using our services in the AM. Which was great because that meant I could work on the other doc’s clinic for my coworker who wasn’t scheduled all day.

My coworker was actually super grateful because she was a little stressed, worrying how she would be able to finish her clinic. We don’t usually have days like today with 3+ providers in with full clinic schedules.

During my PM clinic, it turned out a resident was working, and this resident is highly competent and does notes like they’re supposed to!! Which was amazing. Out of 8 patients, we only were responsible for 2 of them, so my trainee got to to both!

While trainee was working in those notes, I was able to help out with the other two clinics.

During all of this, I was SO NAUSEATED and dizzy and running to the bathroom frequently. If I move my eyes, I get sick. Imagine trying to type and listen and watch a video when you want to vomit every time you move your eyes. 0/10.

Overall I worked for ~10 hours, minus maybe 45 min or so total for breaks when I absolutely needed. It was worth it though because nobody else on my team needed to stay late or cut into study time. If I hadn’t needed to come in early to resolve issues stemming from tech failure yesterday, it would’ve been just a normal day at work.

Now I’m still feeling really sick. No fever or anything. Still not sure what’s causing the dizziness. I have tomorrow off which is nice, but I still have a ton to do so it won’t really be a restorative day. I have heard back from all MD schools now, and have gotten secondary invites from all of them except one which is still reviewing my primary app. UNR and WWAMI came in yesterday, and I was working a little on my UNR app since it’s due next Tuesday, and I had to email them to ask about my sister (current resident; unsure if that makes her a UNR student or not). They haven’t gotten back to me which is *frustrating* but oh well.

Tomorrow’s goals re: med school-

Get my official voter registration certificate thingy so I can upload it.

Finish the app to verify my MT residency status for all the programs that need it verified.

UNR application. It’s fewer essays like Mayo, but it’s also *not Mayo* and essays are max 300 words instead of 500. I think I have 6-7 essays? I can’t remember as I didn’t formally count them and I know some are optional. But 7 essays at 300 words- probably a few hours? Maybe 4?

If time, U of Utah application. They have a lot more in depth stuff- like I have to put in all my activities again but they ONLY want stuff within the last 5 years. They make it sound like a positive because “some students have to select their top 15 activities.” I’m like… or some students don’t even have 15 real quantified activities to begin with because they have one activity spanning a long period of years. Honestly this really worries me because I’m non-trad, even tho I have amazing ties to the state and school in general (would be the third generation to complete any medical Ed there- my gpa did a fellowship and dad did resident).

I doubt I’ll have time after that but if I do, probably U of Arizona applications. They have two campuses done individually, so Tucson first and maybe Phoenix if a lot of the app is the same. Otherwise the Phoenix campus has a much later true deadline and I’ll want to prioritize WSU and WWAMI.

OHSU and then U of Minnesota (both campuses) and then WWAMI and then WSU (since they got back to me later I have a little more unofficial time to complete those).

Yeah it’s gonna be a busy day tomorrow. I work Friday, so my weekend is gonna be packed too. I’m hoping- HOPING- that I can do UNR and U of Utah tomorrow and then for my final 14 apps (assuming U of Iowa offers me a secondary), if I can do them in 3 hours each, I can effectively finish 6-8 this weekend. That would put me through everything officially due before mid-November at the earliest. While they really want you to send in secondaries two weeks after they’re offered, with full time work and literally no time to prepare bc they were offered so quickly, I have to prioritize. So schools I have less ties to are going to be submitted later since I have less chance of getting in those places.

#personal

[shyampyari]

what is the class like? whats the home teacher liek???

classmates?

the benches are small so the area in which we hv to sit and the desk are very small and 30-35 students per class

it's very small (like in my prev school we had wholeass corridors to roam in during breaks but i suppose what i am going to now is just a coaching institue soooo)

1 hours 25 mins per class. 3 classes a day. 5 minute breaks between classes. It's hell. Only one day attended yet but i already have a strong dislike for botany

chemistry is awesome (both the subject and the teacher)

no gay people in my class except for me (yet)

we didn't get the uniform yet either

no home teacher

classmates ah

well they are all straight....

i have one girl from my old school in the same section as me and another girl from my old school who is in the engineering batch but on the same floor

every class has that one kid jo hamesha hau hau karke teacher ke saare questions (rhetorical waale bhi) answer karte rehte hai na

mere class ka who baccha ka naam hai abhishek

the chem teacher uses a mic to speak btw

i made two new friends

and we ordered my phone yayyyyyyy

phone case is arriving today and it has all the colors of the bisexual flag on it yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

actual phone is arriving on monday tho

will send pics

OMG YOU ARE GETTING A PHONE YAY

would you hate me if i said i was that child? not because i actually knew the answer but because my bestie knew all of them and he is very introverted and competitive so everytime i answered, he would try to answer the next question faster than me

coaching isn't really a friends place you literally see your seniors go through the 7 stages for grieve everyday until you become them and then others watching you do the same

stress on notes no matter how much you hate the subject, at the end of the year they really are all you got and all you need.

notes are your lifeline tho keep them ache se