#anyway since i'm not going to work until 5pm i'm here for a bit

[deadn30n-arch]

consider this a starter call

open to new and current mutuals. even if we already have a thread, you're welcome to ask for another too ♥

these'll be worked on intermittenly over the next few days ! specify muse in replies or i'll pick a random one. if you're worried about how an interaction would go between a certain muse and your's, just know my autistic superpower is being able to whip up random crossovers on the fly. so making an a random au for w/e muse of mine you want so we can write together won't be difficult

[crsssie]

soul ("are we mates?" "in private, then")

leon kennedy x reader || childhood friends / vague college au

wc: 793 || summary: private is fine. Even if you’re just friends

"Leon, can you take a pic for us!?" 

You yell across the field, and you watch as Leon raises a brow and goes back to his conversation with another member of the club, and you blink.

The girls next to you feel that you're caught off guard, and she calls for another member of their club instead. 

The photo is taken, and you dissociate on the park bench for the rest of the time.

It lingers.

You think Leon doesn't care about you anymore. 

It's a lie. It's obviously because the sun has set earlier and it feels like 10pm when it's really 5pm, and the fact that Leon's gotten more distant over the years that you can track for good reason, but you don't really think you know. You don't... enjoy the feeling. Leon should know you hate the feeling of drifting apart as well. He should know, yet somehow he isn't noticing and you might be at the point where you think it's just class. Surely it's just because Leon's been working his ass off for his classes. It's fine. You're fine. You'll live.

It's not like you're codependent on him or you don't know what it feels like to not text him for a day or two — or that despite the fact that you can't live a day without texting him but you can live two — whereas he can survive one but can't survive two. It's not that that matters or anything.

He's just busy gaming now that it's break.

And it's not like he forgot to send you his schedule next quarter like he used to or that he started forgetting to since last year or that his messages come out clipped and he barely has time anymore for you or the fact that— JESUS CHRIST you sound like an insecure girlfriend—

His fault for making you feel this way, though. You think you're losing it.

"Hey." Leon grabs you after almost everyone's off. "You alright?"

"I'm fine." You mumble. "You alright? How are you feeling?"

"Better. This isn't about me. You're off."

"I'm fine." You squeeze his wrist, earning only a squeeze to your bicep. "Leon, leave me alone—"

"Hey. No." 

"You don't even like being associated with me, why does it—"

"Everyone who could say something is gone."

"No." You grumble. "Let go of my arm. You're hurting me."

He lets go, brows still furrowed as you huff. 

"You're clearly not okay, so at least—"

"It's fine." You bite out. "It'll pass. Leave me be."

"Don't bottle it." He grumbles. 

"You can't drive me anyway, so it's not like you could do anything."

"We could sit for a bit. Brea's not gone yet."

"I'm fine." You chip. "Leave me be. I'm just sad my best friend left—"

"I'm here."

"My other one, you genius—"

"Do you want a drink? If we leave last I'll take you home. Where's your housemate?" He looks around, and you mumble.

"She went to get hot cocoa. I'll be fine."

"Text her. I think Brea's leaving with her friend." Leon waves bye to them, and you follow.

You watch Brea call from her parking spot.

"You need a ride home?!"

"I'll bus!" You call back.

"You'll bus?"

"You'd rather kill yourself than drive me alone anyway." You hum, glancing at the sun. "I'll be fine."

"Call your house—"

"The bus runs once an hour. I'll be fine." You grumble.

"Stop being stubborn." He hisses. "I'll drive you home. I drove us home over break anyway."

"You don't want my house to catch you being friends with me. I'll be fine."

"Stop being." Leon holds your wrist down, grumbling. "stop being stubborn. I just don't want them to misunderstand."

"Yeah? Yeah? Who will and who won't, Leon? Let me be."

"I'm not until we fix this." He bites back. "I'm sorry for ignoring you earlier when you yelled for me. Too many people. I panicked."

"I don't care. I'm used to this." You twist your wrist to try to free yourself, and he stares you down. "You don't like it when we're too public anyway."

"No. I just."

"You don't want misunderstanding. It's fine." You try again. "I'm fine. I'll live. It's not new."

"I know... it's just—"

"I'm fine, Leon." You mumble. "I'll call you if I'm not. I'll just ask my housemate for a ride so you don't break any rules. I'll live."

"But you won't be happy."

"It doesn't matter." You flex your wrist, and he lets go. "I'm used to it."

"Do you not like being friends anymore?"

"I just wished you were a little more apparent like Brea's friend." You shoot him a sorry smile. "But it's fine. I'm fine as is. Private is fine too."

"You're clearly not—"

"But you're fine. That's all that matters." You wave bye to Leon as your housemate pulls up in her car, and he stays there, staring as you smile at your housemate in greeting.

You act as though he can do anything about it (he can.)

[never-not-ever]

When someone wakes up at 8am and went to bed at 8pm it's like hey, you got some good sleep! But when you sleep until 5pm but didn't go to bed til 5am it sounds like too much sleep and very bad for you!! That was me and it means I'm definitely into a pattern now and am probably going to be up until the early morning agan.

That being said I was up a couple times this morning. My Nana's cousin was supposed to come this morning to fix two doors in my apartment and someone from PACT was dropping off my weekly meds so I had to have my phone on and wasn't really in a deep sleep. The guy never came but the PACT person did come and said "the nurses just want to make sure you're coming Tuesday?". I'm supposed to have weekly sessions with my case manager/peer specialist but I've only seen her once since I got out 😐. She was sick once and then I had scheduling issues with the car I'm sharing with my Nana so appointments got pushed and canceled. Besides getting meds weekly and the nurse asking how I'm doing and I say "eh, okay", the PACT team doesn't really know how things actually are...

Anyways because I kept waking up I had SO many dreams and weird ones. I remember I was about to eat a steak sandwich and I had a piece and was like what are you doing you're vegetarian?!?.... Then a dream I was in a partial program at McLean and newer people that came from my old unit was saying the one of the patients who's still there said hi. Then I was organizing some weird tray of different glass cups and my old fav nurse who's now on overnights was telling me to stop touching it. Then I was like walking along the curb on Storrow Drive (?!?!?) with some other people from partial. Then one where her cousin actually showed up but he was drunk and a lot younger than what age my Nana said. Strange.

I got dinner with some friends last night and I was so anxious cause this was the first social thing I've done in well over a year! Even last summer I hardly saw them cause I was working so much. But one friend came up from NC for the weekend cause she's from here and she has some family things going on. Then there were 3 other friends (two are in a relationship), the 5 of us have a group chat that we talk a lot on. At first the dinner was going to be just us but then 2 other girls got invited and I was so tempted to cancel cause it started to feel overwhelming with so many people. I didn't want to cancel cause my friend from NC had a horrible morning so I ended up going and it wasn't that bad.

It's so weird that it's after 6pm and it feels/technically is like my day just started. The light coming in from the windows sort of looks like when the sun starts to rise so I can kind of trick my mind into thinking it's early morning 😂.

I need to go out in a little bit to pick up some groceries and while typing all this I got a whiff of apple cider 🧐 so I added hot apple cider to the list! I'm planning on making Pasta e Fagioli soup later. My Nana used to make it when I was growing up so I'm excited to try making it myself. I made lentil soup a couple weeks ago but it made a huge batch and I had soup for days plus soup in my freezer so I need to try to downsize this one.

[noellev1ne]

Journal 10: i think i hate the third dimension

I just want to start my journal with a bit of an 'artist's statement.' My model is- forgive my language- dogshit. It is not pretty, and it does not even resemble the preexisting items that I am essentially recreating. And, since this was noted in your comment on my blogpost, I wanted to talk about that specifically for a second. I genuinely have no other solvable-by-3D-printing-inconveniences in my life. As an example, you talked about making something to prevent utensil containers from sliding in the drawer. I just. Put down some towels I know I'll never use to prevent it from sliding. Done. If I made a block to prevent the sliding you said we would have to literally engrave things in the block, which I don't have time for. My comic final already sapped all my creative energy.

But: my desk isn't wobbly, my cords are positioned just fine, I don't need any sort of holders or dividers, so all I could think of was to recreate a product that has failed me in the past. But it is. Blocky. I could probably figure out rounded shapes if I looked at tutorials, but I need to rest. That week of school we lost really negatively impacted the workload timing of my semester, I guess. I was up until 2am failing to finish a 10 page paper, and have been working on it today since 7:30AM. It is 5pm. I just want... to take a nap...

This is probably one of those "so bad it is sad and not funny" scenarios. I am very glad the first project we did was more open-ended to other avenues of creativity so I could just draw and my group was able to become the bear in that project. Because for this one I am the already digested salmon within the bear's stomach. I am the poop on the ground. Maybe that will fertilize into something beautiful and I'll have an amazing Spring 2025 semester. That's what I'm hoping for right now.

Anyway here's my blocky-ass model.

The area I will be putting this in is actually pretty forgiving with the measurements, the most important being that light robin's egg blue labeled 1.77inches. That's the part that has to actually slide onto my closet door, so it has to be wide enough to fit over the door but tight enough to ensure a secure fit. The only implement of measurement I have in my apartment is a a very scuffed measuring thing meant for measuring people to make clothing, so my measurement was "a little over 1.75 inches." So. I'm really hoping 1.77 is good enough.

I'm also hoping that my blocky take on a usually curved product does not come back to bite me. I have illustrated my main worry below:

But besides that hopefully-not-going-to-happen-possibility. My original sketch:

This was my plan for the object. As you can see. I dropped the idea of a curve pretty quickly. These sketches are pretty scuffed, but I swear I'm good at art.

(That links to Alex's blog because we were partners on that project. We're in Russ Franklin's Graphic Novel Workshop together.)

I did not have a good time with this at all. I think I really hate 3D modeling. My respect for people who can 3D model gets exponentially higher every time I dip a single toe into the 3D modeling world. I hope this prints perfectly on the first try and works just like I want it to because I need to be Free

CAD.

[runawayonryo]

Can you make a male version of the teacher sang-woo x student? :)

Alright! it's same up until the point of him seeing you through the window and asking you to come outside. Then i change it to be more male appropiate. (btw if my english sucks, sorry i'm german so... XD))

Warnings: teacher's pet, slight smut, fluff, blowjob, handjob,

since a few people requested a male version, here it is!

wrong or right? <sangwoo x male reader>

prof.sangwoo was your biology and chemistry teacher. Great... the two subjects you suck in... in those subjects you have a hot teacher. Perfect. Every day he showed up in a gray suit dress all fancy. Did he seriously expect nobody would find him hot? you couldn't help it.. you could only imagine him kissing you, treating you like a princess. He may seem cold, but he seems like the kind of guy who is extremely sweet to his sweetheart. Maybe even the kind of guy to-

"y/n?! are you listening?" Your eyes sprung open.

"uhh yes prof.sangwoo" "then rehearse what I just said." he stated. You were silent. "my office 5pm" he said whilst letting out a loud sigh.

"Anyway. Can anyone repeat what I said?" he asked the class. Nobody could fulfill his requests. "the damn periodic table! did anyone listen?" he asked. Wait... the periodic table? *you raise your hand* "y/n" he said nearly giving up completely.

"the periodic table in a list of all the elements such as water, gas etc" you said confidently. "yes. godamn it!" he said. "is y/n the only person who knows anything?" he asked.

After handing out sheets to work on, he came up to you. "good job earlier. All these 19 year old are useless... seriously." he said whilst rubbing your shoulder a bit. he was about to leave but "prof.sangwoo?" you asked. He came back towards you. Now he was directly in front of you leaning over the table. "yes y/n?" he asked with a smile. He stared deep into your eyes. "thank you... nobody ever compliments me..." you said in a shy tone.

"fuck why is y/n so damn sweet and... good looking?"

he thought. "you're welcome y/n. I've been seeing you getting distracted a lot lately. As I stated, i'd like to talk to you around 5 pm in my office alright?" you nodded. *bell ring*

"is it already 12.15?" sangwoo looked at his clock. indeed it was already 12.15. "well then.. see you tomorrow" he said. They still had three hours of school left. Two of them being math and one PE.

Sangwoo walked over to the chalkboard and started to clean it before turning around slightly and seeing y/n leave.

"fuck.. i love y/n.. why is he so sweet... i can't no... no. forget it"

he whispered to himself. Before taking off his glasses and aqusting his black hair.

On your way to his officer

Walking through the long halls of your school alone was quite intimidating. When you looked out one of the large windows. There he was.... prof.sangwoo smoking a cigarette.

You tried to ignore him, but he already saw you and gestured you to come over. You obliged and walked down the hall a little until you found the door outside. As you walked towards him, he looked over at you. "good evening y/n" he said.

"good evening sir..." you said. You were relatively shy around him. Even if you liked to act like an alpha male... around prof.sangwoo you couldn't. Sangwoo glanced at you. he realized you were shy. But he ignored at first. He held up his pack of cigarettes. "take one" he said. "what sir?" you asked. "I know you smoke. take one bud" he said. You reached out and took a cigarette than gave him the pack. He held his over his lighter and lit your cigarette.

"so. care to tell me what's been going on?" He asked whilst taking a draw from his cigarette. You didn't say a word. He looked over at you again. This time, staring you up and down. "sir, may I ask what all this is about?" you asked. Sangwoo put his hand on your back. "you're a man right? act like one. Tell me what's going on please. I'd appreciate it" he said with a smirk.

Instead of answering you simply put your hand on his back and asked: "tell me what all this is about then?" sangwoo chuckled. "there we go" he said with a smirk before tossing his cigarette on the ground. He removed his hand from your back and placed it on your thigh. "am I making you nervous?" he asked with a wicked grin. "wha-" you couldn't finish your words before he moved his hand towards your crotch. "don't tell me what to do alright? follow me" he said before removing his hand from you.

You followed him inside into his office. He locked the doors behind the two of you. Then he sat down on his chair and spread his legs. Damn he was hot...

"y/n.... listen. I know you've had a crush on me for awhile. I just wanted you to admit it. You've constantly been staring at me, mention me every time you can, act shy around me when you're quite a personality normally, and you followed me alone in here" he said whilst smirking. "y...yes I'm sorry sir"

"come on dude. Don't apologize and most important... don't call me sir. alright?" You nodded. "come here" sangwoo said calmly.

You did. Now you stood a foot away from him. He got up slowly, now he was only a few inches away from you. He walked behind you, and just stood there. "don't turn around. alright big boy?" he said laughing a bit. You nodded again. When suddenly, you felt his hands on your thighs. One hand sitting on your thigh, the other making it's way towards your dick. "don't speak unless I ask" he said. you nodded. Then he started rubbing your clothed boner. you whimpered a bit and sangwoo chuckled. "feels so good doesn't it?" he asked. "y..yes" you whined.

"well I have bad news for you" he said before removing his hand from your erection. You looked around confused. Sangwoo walked back towards his chair and sat down. "please me, and I'll please you" he said with a wicked grin. You walked up to him and got on your knees a few inches away from him. You slowly started to unbuckle his belt then pulled down his jeans and boxers to his knees. His erection sprung forward. "fuck..." you whispered to yourself. He chuckled a bit. You cut his laugh short after taking the tip of his cock in your mouth. He let out a loud groan. With one of his hands he gripped you hair and forced you down on his dick. You didn't mind this however. You continued to please him with your tongue and mouth. after only minutes he moaned out: "fuck.. I'm co-" his words were interrupted when he reached his high and he released his warm seed in your mouth. Then he let go of your hair. You removed yourself from him and swallowed. "haha naughty boy" he said winking. you smiled. He pulled his pants and boxers back up, but you stopped him. "please..." you paused.

"you want me to fuck you?" he said laughing a bit. Before you could answer he pressed you against the desk and pinned you down. "be my guest" he whispered into your ear.

Slowly he took off your shorts and boxers whilst kicking off his own. Then he lined you with your entrance. Before he did anything, he reached into his drawer and got out the lube. "ready?" he asked. You nodded. Then he slowly entered you. "fuck..." you whined. To drive you even more crazy, he moved his hand and started jerking you off whilst he fucked you. "how does that feel" he said chuckling a bit. "so...fu..king good" you moaned.

"then be a good boy and cum for me" you didn't need anything else. You came right then and there. You were whining and moaning mess underneath him. "god! you came hard dude" he said smirking before leaving you and turning you around. "well... i was a virgin.." Sangwoo's expression was priceless. "what? and you didn't tell me? then I would've made this a little better..." he said before pausing. You just smiled.

"no it's alright. i should thank you" you said winking an him.

[empower-bi-women]

Can you do a request about Shawn hearing his girl has a fever and freaks out because it's a real big deal (or could be) when she has a fever and has to be admitted? Just basically she has shit that makes it complicated when she gets sick and he freaks out and runs off stage and flies all the way to her and just stays with her every second? "Shawn she'll be fine" "I don't care. She needs me i'm out of here get me the next flight home NOW"

In sickness and in health 

A/N: I wrote this at like 1am cause I love this request so much! Sorry that it's so short though hopefully it lives up to your dream! As always feedback is greatly appreciated even if it's just keyboard smashing :)

Word count: 1041

Warnings: A hospital visit but nothing too graphic. Idk maybe angst if you squint? Mostly fluff though. My bad grammar probably. 

pt 2

2,518 miles. That’s how far away Shawn was from you. Ever since your lung transplant, he hated being away from you. He was so concerned and a bit confused with how to help but he was with you for every doctors appointment and check up, always making sure you were ok. He would call you every day while he was traveling to check in and make sure you’re taking your meds. 

“Hi honey!” His soft voice came through the phone. You could tell he was smiling. He was always smiling with you. 

Hey baby how’s it going?” You asked as you put your phone on speaker, moving around your kitchen. 

“It’s going a lot better now that I’m talking to you,” you smiled as he continued, “you know we finally finished that song today and it sounds so good I’m so excited to release it.” 

“That’s great how’s-” You stopped as the knife in your hand clattered to the floor, centimetres away from your feet. Your heart was racing, you could hear Shawn’s voice through the phone distantly. Your hand hadn’t stopped shaking. 

“Y/N are you ok? What happened, what was that?” You could hear the fear in his voice. 

“Yeah no I’m fine I- I just dropped a knife but I’m ok. I guess I’m just a little shaky today.”

“Honey, did you take your meds today? It’s 5pm there right? You should have taken them already.” 

No that can’t be right you thought 5pm already? Sure enough when you looked over at the clock your blurry eyes soon focused to see that he was right. 

“I maybe forgot?” You winced, knowing that he would tell you off. 

Y/N you have to remember. Didn’t you set an alarm on your phone?” 

Yeah I did but I forgot I got caught up in work. Just give me a minute, my head is starting to hurt. You put your hand to your forehead to feel it burning up. 

“Uh oh.” 

“Uh oh? What’s uh oh are you ok?”  The concern was evident in his voice. 

“Yeah probably, I’ve just got a bit of a fever it seems, and I’m feeling slightly dizzy. But it’s probably nothing. I'll be fine. I didn’t eat much today anyways so it’s most likely that.” 

“Y/N listen to me very carefully. You need to go to the hospital. Call an Uber and go, I’ll meet you there as soon as I can.” 

You heard him yelling at people in the background telling them what happened. Someone dared to speak up. 

“She said she’ll be fine, you need to stay here, don’t worry about it.” 

You could feel his fury through the phone. “No! She needs me now and I’ll be there! Get me on the first flight out of here NOW! Baby I’ll be there as soon as I possibly can ok? Just hang on, you're gonna be fine.” 

You could hear his words but they sounded far away as your vision got darker and darker until you finally collapsed. 

-------------------------------------------------------------------

Waking up to the bright lights of the hospital room the first thing you saw was a mop of brown curls laying on your bedside. A tattooed hand held yours. Bringing it up to your lips you gave the bird a kiss. As the boy at your side stirred, yawning loudly he finally lifted his head to see your Y/C/E looking back at his. His eyes filled with relief. 

“You’re ok.” He whispered softly. 

“Yeah you said I would be. But how did I get here? I don’t remember leaving the apartment” 

He gave you a sad smile. “Well you collapsed while I was on the phone with you so I called for an ambulance and sent them to the house, I got here right after you got out of surgery, I'm so sorry I couldn't get here sooner.” 

“It’s ok, honestly you didn't need to come all this way just to sit at my bedside.” 

He squeezed your hand. “I'm always going to be by your side. No matter how far away I am, I will drop everything and come to you. Do you remember when you collapsed in New York? And I ran off stage to come with you to the hospital?” 

You nodded your head as he continued, “Well while you were lying there, unconscious, I made a promise to you. I’m in this for the long run baby. In sickness and in health I’m there no matter what. And we may be separated by distance sometimes but you'll always be in my heart no matter what,” he reached into his pocket and slid off the chair, onto one knee, “I love you with everything I am and I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up next to you everyday, and listen to you sing to yourself as you make breakfast, and watch those weird adorable faces you make as you write. I want to be there for you when you have a bad day, or you can't sleep at night cause you have a deadline, or you're just feeling sad and don't know why. I want to be there for the good stuff and the bad stuff.” 

You gasped when he opened the box, revealing a blue sapphire ring. “Now will you, Y/N Y/L, make me the happiest man in the universe and marry me?” 

“Yes of course I will!” you threw your arms around him, bringing him into a kiss. 

He pulled back to slide the ring on your finger. 

“Ok so I have to ask,” you started with a cheeky smile on your face, “Is this lady Diana’s ring?” 

He laughed loudly. “No it's just a lookalike because I know how much you love her. And all the hints you gave while we watched the crown.” 

You smacked his arm lightly. “I did no such thing.” 

He smiled. “Hey don't overexert yourself, you need to rest up cause we have to plan for a wedding.” 

[mtnkat3]

8.47pm

Sigh.. what a day.. all I can think about.. all that has given me any peace & smiles today.. an old truck bench seat & slidin into my loves .. sides.. just listening to music together & enjoying us. Also was thinking about my writings. It helped.

Basically.. I was on the phone, not able to get all my morning meds. Again. Wh not leaving me alone. Kept harassing me with msgnr. Food. Over & over. So missed getting to endo bloodwork before satellite lab closed. So I have to drive twice the distance, into busier area because his stomach was more important. I've been pretty mad today. I was able to sit for a bit at 5pm & just rock & do my senses. I think got ½~1hr rest of my eyes. But my dang neck. Don't think I'd call these power naps. Sigh. My guts have been rumbling because of that, & the issues with ins/cobra. So.. I have been barely holding on today. Begging God to end my soul's torture. All I know.. I'm tired. Of fighting against my health to get away from a monster that just sees me as a housekeeper. [Use a nicer word there.🤨] But I won't give up getting away from him. Ever. He can fight to keep his version of free labor. But he has until 11.15.22. Or go to jail. Knowing him, he'll try & wait to 5pm that day. But I will have my freedom from his tyranny. And pray to get my life back on track by doing so. And getting my health back. I am so tired of not being able to enjoy fresh food that I nurtured & helped grow. I so enjoy watching the tomatoes budding still! Oh! & my mandevilla still has buds coming in! I've got them all on a cart & roll them into the garage. Sigh. More tasks. Get my outdoor cats beds fixed to keep them snug & warm in the garage at night.

Anyways.. that's today.. Gonna try & get to bed earlier tonight. Hope that means before midnight! Lol! But thinking about my soul's mates .. & writings.. & whatever the truths of the whys actually are. .. just.. love me... for me.. please...??? As I love you.. no expectations. Just.. I wanna build .. with my soul's mates.. whatever makes us happy. Whatever God wants us to do. Yes, I have goals, aspirations, dreams. But without my soul's mates .. they are not the same. Just as going to the movies or travelling alone.. not having .. you .. to share it with.. just isn't the same. Yes, I can build my cabins & businesses & dreams alone. But .. just.. sad. I can fulfill some of the goals God has given me. But without my helpmate.. loses its meaning.. Life's rather gray without my soul's loves .. oh how I miss you.. it rips at me daily.

I'm so angry with myself for not forcing this hell ended in 2013. I keep reminding myself.. God has His Reasons, & lessons I needed to learn. And yeah, I've grown a lot since then. Heck, I started this last successful 🙏atty 10/19. He fought & has delayed since agreement 4.14.22. Anyways.. I refuse to die here! Or listen to a tone deaf jerk mutilate magic man/heart🎶 while I drive back here tonight! Thought my ears were gonna start bleeding!🙄🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️ Deep breath. Time to find new laptop & trailers need. Gotta spend money I shouldn't have to. Gr. But watching mysteries of the abandoned reminds me.. can't take it with me. And this will help me get away from someone that need tie a honey around its neck & see if bears will eat it! Or would bears cringe at swipe those claws across & leave it for only jackals & carrion birds.. 🤔 naughty cheeky wicked kat grin. Ok.. research time. As I think about the future.. As I think about.. everything. As I miss.. you. Whoever the heck you are! Wherever the flippin .. gr! You are! Sigh. I love you. God.. help me.. please...???

I will never give up. I stand on my cliffside as I work. As I await. Even if its Forever.

~True love never dies & true love always waits.~

Your humbled bowed warrior queen daughter.

Patience daughter. Yes Father.

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. 🌺

👩🤓⚓🙏🙇‍♀️☔💡🌂🔗⛓🧰⚙⚒🛠⚔⚖🗽🦅🐯🐾🐐🦉🐢🐛🦋🌱🌺🌹🌻🌷🌳🧶🧵 🥧🍁🧣🥾🥤🍋🥮🍯🍼☕🍫🍎🍑🍒 ⌚🚀⚡🌠🗝🔱⚜🐻🦌💝🧩♠️♾🎯🧭🕯🎶💋

Th.10.20.2022 9.58pm est. Ibs sucks.😳🙈

[kate837]

I Love You

I completely recommend watching 2x14 Borrow or Rob, and the beginning of 2x15 Draw O Cesar Erase a Coward, before reading this fic. While this fic is AU it does have many similarities and minor details that it couldn't hurt to watch the episode first! Anyways enjoy!!!!!

#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:#:

Kurt had a day.

Not bad. Definitely not good. Just... A day.

A day he'll never forget actually. It was so full of ups and downs. From Shepherd plunging a knife into Sean's heart, to joking with Jane about whether or not he could handle Rich Dotcom. From shooting Rich to... Jane's date. That hurt. When Shepherd shoved a knife through Sean Clarke, Kurt's adrenaline spiked, he felt so alert for so long, he thought he would throw up. He got the same feeling from Jane. Except it was everytime she moved, spoke, brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, etc. Her admission of her date was too much. Kurt went straight home, got a damp rag, and laid down. Staring at the ceiling.

Though he did have to say, it still wasn't the worst part of his day. He felt bad. Witnessing first degree murder should automatically be the worst part of your day.

But when it comes to Rich.....

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

Kurt and Rich were sneaking through the secret underground tunnels of Jamison College, in order to get into the Deadalus gathering.

"This is interesting." Rich says, while coming to a stop.

"What?" Kurt replies shortly.

"Well this is the door, but the handle's different."

"Different how, Rich?!"

"Wel- well it's not there anymore?? Probably on account of all the hookers I snuck in it." Rich gestures to the handless door.

"Ok, so what's behind this door?" Kurt inquires, looking around.

"The closet. What are yo-"

"Stand back."

Kurt, with a running start, kicks the door in to find himself deep within the walls of a massive walk in closet.

"Aaaaa just how I remember it."

"SHHHHH!" Kurt puts his ear to the door, the one still on it's hinges, just in time to hear the gasps of attending guests and a soft female voice hushedly asking someone to notify security of the discrepancy.

"Shit."

"What?" Rich asks, genuinely confused.

"The guests are getting security to come check out 'the noise in the closet'."

"Oh. What are we gonna do Stubbles? I'm a sly guy but how do we explain that?"

"Oh God, why do you hate me?" Kurt says looking towards the ceiling.

"What? You're acting strange Stubbles, like weirder than normal. I mea-"

Rich was cut off by Kurt's large hands cupping both sides of his face, to kiss him. Without separating he backs Rich against a near wall, mimicking the earlier noise. Rich squirmed at first but expectedly went along with the unexpected.

"Come on Stubbles, you can at least use some tongue!"

"Shut. Up." Kurt snarls. "Actually. . . I need you to make some. . . noises." Kurt says while blushing furiously.

"Security is on their way." Tasha notifies through comms.

"Yeah you guys better get out of there." Reade warns.

"And say what? Oh hey haven't seen you in a while, please excuse my entering through a closet?!" Rich whisper-yells.

"Everyone shut up!" Kurt also whisper yells. "Now Rich I need you to moan a lot. Loudly."

"You could always make me Stubbles!"

"Rich!"

"Kurt what the hell are you doing?" Reade asks, growing increasingly concerned about his teammate's mental health.

"Rich just do it!"

"OOOOH! STUBBLES, YES!" Rich practically screams.

The party guests turn a side eye. But the security, like Kurt hoped, were turning away, figuring that the noise came from two enthusiastic partygoers. Or if the other patrons were anything like Rich maybe more.

Of course Weller didn't know that yet.

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

"Ohhh. Now i get it, I can't believe this is working." Reade says, half laughing at the ridiculous noises coming out of his earpiece. "Hey Kurt it's work-"

"Will you shut up?!" Tasha butts in.

"What are you tal-"

"He doesn't know that they stood down yet." Tasha says wriggling her eyebrows. "Hey Kurt most of the security guards stood down but you still have a couple incoming. . . You might need to amp it up a bit!"

Her and Reade try and fail to stifle their laughter after Rich let's out a completely overexaggerated 'UNGH'!

"Come on Stubbles, they're not buying it, you're gonna have to join me if you wanna get out of here."

"Why me? God why me?" Kurt says again looking up.

Kurt let's out a loud and breathless 'Oh God' that completely undoes all of Tasha and Reade's composure. They are hysterical by now. They completely lost it when Rich and Kurt started harmonizing!

"Stop! Stop!" Tasha said. "I can't take it anymore." She pulls herself up from the floor of the van, where she fell from laughing so hard.

"Yeah guys, the security's gone. They're long gone." Reade adds, clutching his stomach.

"Yeah Rich so goo- wait what?!"

"Yeah you're clear." Tasha clarifies.

"You could have compromised this entire op!" Kurt says furiously.

"We all know that's not why you're mad Stubbles. And as the bible states-"

"I swear to God Rich, if you say another word I will shoot you."

"Another word."

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

Kurt flushed red just thinking about it. What was he going to put in his field report?!

He turned to lay on his side to take in the fresh scenery of the wall instead of the ceiling. After laying there for about two minutes, he finally got up to fix himself dinner.

While gathering ingredients, Kurt's mind inevitably wandered back to Jane's date. Everything about it tore at him. What she'd be wearing, what she'd eat, would she cover her tattoos, would she wear makeup. . . . . . . .

His thoughts were interrupted by a phone call.

It was Jane.

A million questions ran through his head. Why is she calling him? Shouldn't she still be out on her date?

He lunged for the phone but then. . . He stilled. Didn't move a muscle. He picked up his phone, turned it over, and resumed gathering ingredients.

Once the phone eventually stopped buzzing, Kurt's inner turmoil came to play.

'Why didn't you answer?! Jane could be in trouble!'

'Be rational Kurt. She's on a date, probably just calling to let you know that she'll complete her paperwork tomorrow, since she's busy.'

'Look, everyone knows you're in love with her, but you can't act like some overprotective boyfriend whenever she's around.'

Kurt shakes his head. He wasn't in love with Jane Doe. Was he?

'Of course you are! That's why you lunged for the phone as soon as you saw her name, but put it down when you realized she was still on a date.'

'No. If I was in love with her, I would have immediately answered.'

'No. You love her so much that you realized that if she's having fun, even with another man, you wouldn't want to ruin that. That's love.'

'What am I supposed to do? I can't love her from afar.'

'This may be selfish but what if I proposed the idea that Oliver is Sandstorm?'

'It could work. But why not just tell her how you feel?'

"Because I'm just not ready yet." Kurt voiced sadly.

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

First thing the next morning, Kurt was walking up and down the hallways, over and over again. In order to 'accidentally' bump into Jane on her way to Patterson's lab.

After three consecutive minutes, Jane appeared. She was wearing this loose, pastel green shirt, that roughly covered all of her upper body tattoos as well as bringing out her eyes. She paired it with tight blue jeans, which she almost never wears, and a few silver rings on her right hand.

"Wow." Kurt whispered. What looked like any other outfit, looked stunning on her. He almost forgot to 'bump' into her.

"Jane!"

"Oh, hey!"

"You get Patterson's text yet?"

"Yeah, heading there now."

They walk in silence for a few heartbeats, until they turn into a secluded hallway.

"Jane wait." Kurt says while gently grabbing Jane's arm.

"Kurt, what is it?"

"After you told me last night, about your date. I started thinking. . ."

Jane subconsciously starts to hold her breath. Her expression wreaks of hope.

"Hey! Glad I found you two, Patterson's got something." Tasha pops in.

"Yeah." Kurt says releasing Jane.

Saved by the bell.

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

The debrief, while no longer than usual, felt unbearably long. The charged energy from Kurt and Jane's previous conversation still radiated off of them.

While any hope of continuing it was completely shut down by the tattoo clues pointing to three different entities, causing the team to split up completely. Kurt with Roman, Jane with Tasha, and Patterson with Reade.

This was going to be a longgg day.

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

The team finally reconvened at about 5pm. They had just finished the field reports. All three of them. It was exhausting.

Fortunately for Kurt his adrenaline spiked right back up about an hour later when Tasha, so graciously, reminded the group that they never filled out the field report for their Deadalus mission. Which caused Reade and Patterson to burst out into a fit of giggles.

"What's so funny?" Jane asked, looking to Kurt, smiling.

Kurt goes wide-eyed. She doesn't know.

This was going to be a long night.

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

The team had just finished catching Jane up while writing the 'going to be extremely redacted' field report.

"Wait I'm still confused. If you just wanted Rich to moan, why did you kiss him?"

All eyes look to Kurt.

"We- well I was under the impression that security was going to be charging through the door at any second." He says glaring at the pair of agents who were strategically avoiding his gaze. "And when they did, if they saw us. . . you know-"

"We don't know, Weller!" Patterson howled.

Kurt glared.

"Yeah I kind of want to know how far you were willing to take it Assistant Director!" Reade joined in.

"We're done here." Kurt said as he walked out.

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

Jane had just walked out of the locker room to be met head on with Kurt.

"Kurt, hey!" Jane says, surprised.

"Hey."

"Umm. . . I actually wanted to talk to you."

Kurt raises his eyebrows in obvious confusion, cueing Jane to continue.

"When we were. . . Uh you know- outside of P- Patterson's lab. You didn't finish." Jane stumbles through her words as a new wave of nervousness hits her with full force.

"Oh that." Kurt says, grabbing Jane's arm, mirroring his earlier gesture and leading her away from the locker room door.

"Jane, I was up all night and I couldn't stop thinking about it. We need to be careful. Sandstorm feels like it's everywhere."

"You think Oliver is Sandstorm?"

"Yes. . . No." Kurt shakes his head.

"Kurt you're not making any sense." Jane says studying him.

"I know. I know. I just- no I don't think he's Sandstorm."

"Then why did you-"

"I've been trying to come up with reasons of why you shouldn't date him for the better part of 13 hours."

"Kurt wha-"

"And I got nothing, because the only reason is that I love you."

Jane goes wide-eyed. It was as if all the air was sucked out of her.

"I love you Jane."

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

[fangardium-ficsiosa]

(why does the gov need to remove Bubble Tea from the 'essential needs' right after I published this on Wattpad 😢😭😅)

Wattpad link here

---

One Shot: Hazelnut Bubble Tae (BTS V)

"It's okay though, I understand you have been busy. It's the nature of your job anyways," you said on the phone as you stepped into Myeongdong. "Nah, don't need to worry about me. I'm gonna do some window shopping and buy my dinner before heading home. I miss you too. Bye!"

It's been 2 months though, and I really miss you so much. But you have got to admit that the precious phone call made your day after a tiresome week. You remembered your colleagues asking if you really had a boyfriend because they had never seen him send or fetch you from work unlike their respective partners. It was not that you mind because since high school, he had been your secret. Secrets were meant to not to be revealed, right?

"Order number 110 -- caramel milk tea," you pressed the bell as you wiped the cup with a cloth. Business was really good during lunch time till you had no time to rest. Your workplace was air-conditioned but you were still sweating. The summer heat was really building up because you were not the type to perspire easily.

5pm - the end of your shift. You glanced at your phone. No text nor missed call from the one person you missed so much. You sighed and quickly hang your apron in the kitchen. Time to sign off for the day and chill back at home!

By the time you finished showering it was already 7. You were just about to heat up the frying pan when the doorbell rang. You looked through the peephole and saw a man with a cap and a mask standing there with a drink in his hand. "Hmm? But I don't remember ordering anything..."

You put down the pan and proceeded to open the door.

"Hi, I'm sorry but I don't think I ordered anything today."

"Huh?" the delivery man frowned. "But it was ordered to this address." He checked the receipt again. "Kim Choa, right? This is a cup of Hazelnut Milk Tae with less pearls."

"Yes I am Choa but I really didn't buy any though," you laughed awkwardly. "Maybe you got the wrong address and a wrong Choa. And it's pronounced as tea not tae, though."

"Hmm. That's weird. Miss, in this world there is only one order for Hazelnut Milk Tae with less pearls." The man looked up and took off his mask. You gasped and froze for a second trying to register whatever was happening. There, right in front of you stood the person whom you longed to meet. Kim Taehyung - he never changed a bit. Or maybe he did get more handsome or maybe, it was just you haven't seen him for ages.

"Taehyung!" He caught you in his embrace and hugged you as tight. "It's really you... I miss you so much."

Taehyung pecked your forehead lightly. "Took you so long to realise it, eh? Did you forget that I am the ONLY bubble Tae of yours? I am disappointed." He ruffled through your hair. "And I miss you too, Choa, more than you ever know. Now, do you wanna keep standing here before your neighbours realise that BTS V has come to visit you?"

You eagerly invited him in and led him to the sofa. "Have you had dinner? I was about to prepare your favourite japchae."

"Sounds like a good menu for dinner! Furthermore I haven't had your dishes for eternity."

"Liar," you replied and took a sip from the hazelnut drink Taehyung brought. You quickly whipped up your dishes and sat down with him to listen to his colourful stories about being an idol known worldwide. It did not matter to you that you had to 'share' him with the fan girls because you knew that you were the only one in his heart. And Taehyung, although he was famous and all, he was still humble and funny like you originally knew him. He was still your great and loving boyfriend.

"I'm only here for 2 days and then I'm flying back to Tokyo," he said as he scooped up his last spoon of rice and shoved it into his mouth. Then he looked at your forlornly. You could see that he was honestly apologetic. "I'm sorry that I couldn't spend much time with you like I used to. I mean, since you know... the sudden fame thingy."

"Hey Tae," you moved closer to him and cupped his face lightly. "I never once complain about you being an idol... In fact, before you started being an idol, I already told myself that if I love you, I should respect your dream and fair enough to say, I am proud to be a girlfriend to a hardworking singer. Don't worry about me please. Just take care of yourself when you are not with me. That is the most important thing."

Taehyung just stared at you and tilted his head adorably. " Ah Choa... Is it me or you have gotten prettier since the last time I saw you? I feel like my love for you just multiplied ten folds. Oh man, I think that being apart from you has made me mushier. Damn." He pinched your cheeks hard.

If you were granted a wish for that night, you secretly would want to wish that Taehyung did not need to go. If you can, you would want to hold him longer but alas, time forbade. You were grateful though that you could at least spend a few hours with him - laughing and reminiscing about old times.

Taehyung waited for you to fall asleep before leaving your house. By the time you woke up in the morning, he was already gone. The kitchen was squeaky clean. "This man, he actually cleaned all the dishes before he left?!" You chuckled alone and did a quick check on your phone. "And left me a kiss emoji, as usual. Love you so much, Kim Taehyung!"

It was a day before he had to fly back but he had to be in the studio to record a last minute stuff so he could not squeeze in a lot of time for you. However last night was good enough for you, especially knowing that he was in good health. Furthermore, you were working second shift and you had to cover dinner hours, which was the busiest. By 9pm, your hands were already cramped and your voice was getting raspy. An hour to closing time and thankfully, customers were getting lesser and you finally got to sit down and take a breath.

Suddenly, the door chimed. It was another customer. You let out a sigh and briefly smiled at the person.

"Hi good evening sir, what would you like to have?" you focused on the order screen.

"I would like to have one medium size Hazelnut Milk Tae... with less pearls. 25% Sugar, please."

"Oookay. Let me repeat your order again," you said as you keyed in the item. "Hazelnut Milk Tea with less pearls and 25% -"

"Wait, no, no, no. I don't want Hazelnut Milk tea but Hazelnut Milk Tae. You didn't hear it properly!" He sounded slightly annoyed.

Why is he repeating hazelnut milk tea twice! You looked up in confusion and was greeted by a person with furrowing eyebrows. I know those eyes...

GASP.

"What are you doing here?" you asked while clenching your teeth. Taehyung just flashed you his eye smile and you could already imagine the beautiful seductive smile behind that mask.

"I guess I have been missing you and I am going to fly off in a few hours, so why not surprise my girlfriend at her workplace?" he chuckled soft enough for only you to hear.

"You are crazy, Mr Kim," you smiled widely as you handed him his receipt and proceeded to whip up his order.

"I'm so lucky, ain't I? You are good at cooking and making our favourite bubble tea. And when we get married one day, I won't have any issues with meals and Bangtan boys can definitely save on bubble teas!" He winked.

You gave him a death stare and your fingers flicked the air, pretending that it was his forehead. "Stop it, Taehyung! Or you will give yourself away to my colleagues," you whispered.

"Order number 234 - Hazelnut Milk Tae!" you said as you rang the bell, pretending that Taehyung was just a normal customer.

Taehyung flipped down his mask briefly and showed you his pouty lips before mouthing thank you. "Here you go, a present for being the world's most beautiful and understanding girlfriend ever." A rose came out from nowhere and onto the countertop. "I know you dislike a bouquet of flowers but this rose is from my heart. Love you~"

And he left quickly when he realised that your colleagues noticed that he was not a regular customer but was your boyfriend. At least he did not give away any hint that he was a member of BTS or the world would be in chaos.

"Ooooo is that your boyfriend? I almost thought he was non-existent until today!" Youngdo laughed. "He looks pretty decent though."

"And good looking too," Jina chided in. "Maybe next time you can ask him if we can see his full face the next time he comes!"

Little did they know that they always see him... on TV. As Bangtan Sonyeondan V.

My love for eternity.

[andreacamille1]

was really trying to keep my nails plain untell Seattle but I had too. Pink nail drill from Wish. The next car I buy... i want it to match my nails😂 i hope thats not untell 2028. Come on bethanie... you gotta tough it out at least 9 more years with me. Bethanie is what i named her.

and it feels like after everything a few women still think I am the only reason a guy isn't talking to them. Uhh... no I'm not... because I'm not talking to anybody right now. While your eyes are on me they're probably moving on to another person but you can't see it because you're focused on watching me! So go and find that poor girl to hate on OR you can realize that no other person is to blame for anyone leaving you. People leave because they want to. They would've of anyway. If you don't like anything about your life... try looking within... change what you can... accept what you can't and the right person will eventually cross your path. I can't even with some people because I just dont know what they think... and the crazy part is... it's more than one woman doing this! Whenever someone stops talking to me... I stop too. And then I do things I like to do! I don't go and find out exactly who they are talking to and then use friends, family and rumors to try and convince anyone to change their mind. I don't have to do anything and usually they will come back but by then will I still want them? So my advice to you is to stop watching me!!!!!!😂 focus on yourself... only then will you probably be stable enough to date anyone too. I wish more people would take a break from dating when they don't have it together. Lots of people have lives that are falling apart and look for someone else to put it back together for them or something. That's probably the real reason they bounced... not because of me! Man! I hate that some people in my own family who've I helped before and who've taken money from me ended up siding with these crazy people. It really bothers me. Turns out I'm the one who has to get over it too I guess😮🤷‍♀️ maybe I could if they would ever stop creepily watching me. Maybe I should just completely go offline... I don't know if I could! How long do you think I could last?😂

☝️This is the one I want that matches my nails. Maybe I'll settle for a bike in that color until then 😂🚲 One thing I liked about WA was people that had a lot of money and could probably afford any type of car... chose not to use one. For the environment and their own health. One year here in AK I chose to walk to work because I knew I wanted to move and alot of people just assumed I couldn't afford a car or got a DUI. Some people really suck and see what they want to see too. Later I told them it bothered me and then they made it a point to all start walking to work or riding their bikes once a week instead of ever apologizing. Yep.. I'm the one who has to get over some things still 😂 it's just the nerve of some people. Sometimes I can't even tell if they know what they're doing or what. Its shitty if they did but i guess if they didn't know... just a stupid mistake? They all effin watch my page now too. I think I will ever really try to put forth an effort to mend things with family. I'm so thankful for my son's dad! He really tells me like it is and brings me back. People aren't worth it but then I'm like maybe I'm supposed to be trying to help them since they all watch me??? I don't know.

Anyways...

If you are one of the people who subscribe to patreon.. probably only you guys made it this far 😂 the live I canceled is rescheduled for tomorrow. Missed some of you guys because of the time difference last time. It'll be 1pm alaska time... 2pm pacific time... central time its 4pm.. eastern its 5pm. If you set a notification in patreon... it should automatically change to your time. 🧡❤ last live untell Halloween and November 1st my patreon account will no longer be active. Will miss some of you guys. Make sure you're on the email list.

I took a nap and I think I bit my lip in my sleep!😱😂 How does that even happen? I can't remember what I was dreaming but I was happy to wake up.