#Haven't decided yet because I'm typing this up right before I go to bed

[liltaz-asatreat]

Welp, I didn’t finish that one scene I wanted to write for both Julia Burnsides vs Canon Lore and the taz November celebration thing last night

But I did finally finish chapter 2 alskghdslgkhdglkhg

Next up, either that scene or chapter 3 lol

[tsxkkis]

# kuroo tetsurou - day off

a/n = a really short one bcs i'm sick rn T-T but it's almost crazy how i haven't written anything for kuroo yet

summary = your husband makes you stay at home because of your sickness.

warnings = using pet names, nothing else.

"not to be that type of person, sweetheart, but i told you so."

your immediate reaction was to roll your eyes at your husband, a faint smile gracing your face as you reached for the mug next to you, taking a sip of the tea kuroo prepared for you.

of course, he was right. the day before the two of you decided to go for a fancy dinner, the black-haired man suggesting a new restaurant that just opened around the corner. and even though he clearly advised you to take a blazer, coat, or anything of that sort, you decided not to listen.

and now you were stuck with a cold, nose stuffed, and a sore throat as you tried your best to convince your husband you were okay.

"tetsurou, i have to go to work today." you mumbled, making your way out of your shared bed. as you sat up, you felt his hands on your arms, his broad figure sitting down next to you. tetsurou wrapped his arms around you, face nuzzling in the crook of your neck.

"not going anywhere, sweetheart." he whispered against your neck, and you could feel the warm smile plastered to his face. "already called your boss to give you a day off. we're staying home today, and i'll be taking care of you for the whole day."

a sigh left your lips, your body instinctively leaning towards his as he wrapped one of your arms around your waist, his touch making you relax. you felt his thumb drawing different patterns on your back, little hums leaving his lips as he gave you a gentle kiss on the neck.

"do you want me to make you something to eat?" he murmured, shifting his body to face you, eyes meeting yours. "i could make you some hot chocolate, too. something to help with your throat."

you shook your head almost immediately, stopping only for a second as a cough left your lips.

"not now, tetsurou." the boy gave you a questioning look, head tilted to the side as if he was about to ask you for the reason why. "maybe a bit later. i have something else in mind for now."

kuroo smiled, a little huff escaping his lips as he ruffled your hair, hand staying on top of your head. he was still gazing at you, the look on his face soft and full of love, something that was exclusive to you only.

"really? and what is that, sweetheart?" his question echoed through the room, eyes focused on how your smile grew bigger and bigger within a few seconds.

"cuddles."

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cuddles and movie ㅡ park hanbin

park hanbin x reader

requested : you give the silent treatment to park hanbin, and he becomes clingy. dear anon, i hope it will turn out the way you wanted <3

warnings : none, just fluff!!

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the scent of sweat was finally going through park hanbin nostrils when he sat on the floor of the dance practice room. checking the hour, he realized he had spent more time than he was supposed to do here, torturing his dance mates for hours. you know how hardworking he is, and how he won't let his teammates go home until everything's finally perfect. and there was this show his dance crew would be giving next thursday, and as a leader, it was his mission to make sure they do well.

it's only when he realized that his crewmate, kamden, looked more sleepy than usual and was dancing with his eyes closed like some type of zombie, that hanbin decided to wrap it for today.

yes, he realized he did a lot today.

yes, he questionned himself about how yedam's little body still had energy.

he realized it was maybe too much, but there is something that hasn't crossed his mind yet : it was 8pm, and he promised you, his s/o, that he will be home at 5pm, so you guys could go on a date.

in fact, hanbin was so stressed about that show he absolutely forgot about the date. and it was not the first time. after the practice, because he kinda felt bad for his tired friends, he offered them to have food. they all said yes, even the sleepy kamden, who could just not pass on food.... he'd go, eat the dish that feels tastier because he didn't pay for it, and sleep on the table when he's done or something.

anyways, all of those events made hanbin go home around 10 o'clock. he took off his shoes, throwing them somewhere in the corridor. the most important thing for him right now was to shower. and so, he went straight to the bathroom.

it's only when he accidently let cold water hit his body that he got back to his senses. he picked up the pieces of the puzzle, one by one. how was it so dark outside and you didn't seem to be home ? i mean, he hasn't see you when he got there, when you're usually waiting for him in the living room... he thought you might have gotten to sleep, but it was way too early and you weren't the type to sleep at that time of the night. and then, it hit him. opening his mouth in disbelief, he realized he had missed you date. a-fucking-gain.

he hurried to finish his shower, asking himself repeatedly what the hell was wrong with him, and yeah i agree, what the hell is wrong with you park hanbin. how could you forget about your amazing s/o, like?? give it to me.

he got out of the bathroom after he was done and dressed, and went straight up to look for you in your shared apartment, calling your name with hesitation. you never replied once, and he found you in your room, reading some book. he felt even more bad when your eyes ended up on him and he felt how disappointed you were. your eyes went back to your book, ignoring him, as he went closer to the bed your were lying on.

"hey y/n...." no answer.

"you...you had a nice day?" still nothing.

"listen... i'm so sorry i forgot our date, again. i know it's no excuse but i was just so focused into practice that i haven't see the time pass and then i felt bad for my teammates and..."

he was discouraged in talking more, as you wouldn't answer. he saw the light when you decided to get up, closing your book. he opened his arms too greet you, but you just passed by him, going straight to the living room. he called your name one more time, to which you responded by showing him your palm, like someway of saying "talk to the hand". he asked himself if maybe you needed some more space...

you know, it's just that before you, the poor boy never felt the warmth of another person. like, yeah, that loser was focusing on dance and didn't realized he could fall in love or something with anyone. like, please get him out of that practice room. and so, he was not a bad boyfriend, far from this, but sometimes, shit happens, and he has no idea how to fix it.

and if hanbin couldn't fix his own problems, another hanbin would do it for him.

"oh that's very bad...", said sung hanbin on the other side of the phone after park hanbin told him everything.

"hyung, do you think they are going to break up with me ?", whined your boyfriend.

"nooo !! i mean, i don't think so. but it's only logical that they are that mad..."

"what should i do ?"

"make it up to them. they wanted some of your love and attention, nothing more, but you cancelled so many of your dates. last times, at least, you warned them that you couldn't make it, but this time you just said nothing about it. if they want your love and attention, give it to them now, show them you're really sorry and maybe they will open up about it more easily."

after, that call, park hanbin went straight to join you in the living room, sitting next to you on the couch. you didn't spare him a single look, and he was almost discouraged before he remembered what his friend told him. plus, he just missed you so much, he couldn't stand the silent treatment you were giving him.

slowly, he went to take your hand into his, holding it gently, looking at you to see if he got some reactions out of you. nothing. taking your hand to his lips, he kissed the back of it, as you looked away so he won't see how affected you were by the gesture.

"y/n, i missed you so much. could we talk about this ?"

even if he got no answer out of it, he knew it was starting to work when you got up. let's be real, you were kinda enjoying it, so you couldn't just give in that easily. keep going boss!! make him regret!! don't let him get into your mind!!

however, when you decided to get up to avoid him once again, he just pulled you onto his laps, making you seat on them. an arm sneaking around your waist looking at you with eyes full of hope. gently, he put one strand of you hair behind your ear.

"you look good today, it's a shame i couldn't take you anywhere or see you enough..."

"well, i wonder whose fault it is, right ?" you finally answered.

"all mine. i'm so sorry."

"it's not the first time you doing it, hanbin. i get all the stress you might feel because of your incoming show, and i get that you have responsabilities as a leader... but you could've at least call me. so i won't wait for you, or worry about the fact that you're not home at 10pm."

"i know love... i did wrong, but i promise next time i won't skip any of our dates. okay ? you're way more important than some dance competition. would you let me make it up to you ?"

bro BYE you are weak as hell for that boy. you knew you couldn't ignore him more, you felt bad for him and you just missed him so much. you still tried to put on your best act, to making him unsure about your answer.

"hm... how will you make it up to me ?"

"how about some cuddles and your favorite movie ?"

"okay i'm down."

yeah once again you're weak. and that's how you spent the 15 next minutes laying on the couch, hanbin on top of you, his head hidden in the crook of your neck as he whispered some sweet nothing, telling each other about your day, placing some kisses in between all of that.

"hanbin."

"hm ?"

"i think we forgot the movie part in the "cuddle and movie" thing."

"...oh yeah right."

[shadyauthor]

Strings of their hearts 💕 CH 5

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Waking up, you covered your eyes with your hand at the sudden change of lighting to your eyes. This was weird, you knew the light from your window did shine on your face when you laid in bed in the mornings but it was never this bright. Now that you think about it, what is with all the sounds? All the colors? Why did everything sound so muffled? You rubbed your face, slowly sitting up and realized you were surrounded by people...or rather..puppets.

You closed your eyes and tried to focused on what they were saying to the best of your ability "-dearie are you okay?" You looked up and focused your eyes on the..extremely tall red big bird look-alike??? Where in the fiddly diddly were you? Wait....did your brain just correct fiddly diddly to fiddly diddly?? WHAT IS HAPPENING WHY CANT YOU SAY FIDDLY OR DIDDLY? NOOO.

Oh wait you forgot what was happening for a second, "who- who are you???" You asked, looking up at the 3..puppets? Puppets. Standing around you, "see? I told you I saw 'em hit their head hard, not even two steps out the door and they went falling harder than a tree in timber season, they can't even remember our names!" The orange one said in a worried tone to the other two. Wait a minute....this guy looked AND sounded like that guy from the game you were playing, did you fall asleep and now your having a lucid dream of a dating sim game because your lonely and have nothing else in your life better to do??....likely. Figuring this WAS a dream, you decided to make the best of it "Wait a minute..no no...I remember you! Eddie? Right?" You said looking to your right up at him "Phew I was worried there for a bit, guess you were just still wakin' up! You've been out for a good few hours now, Howdy is on his way right now with a med kit, we didn't know if you were goin' to need it or not" He sighed in relief before rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

You smiled, grateful for their kindness "Thank you, I don't remember what happened, I barely remember what I ate this morning....your Poppy right??" You looked to the much taller puppet that was standing directly in front of you, you needed to make sure that you matched the names to the faces, even though this is a dream, if you embarrassed yourself here you wouldn't never live it down when you woke up. "Yes dear! Thank the stars you remembered, we didn't know what we were gonna do if you couldn't remember anything, we've been very worried. Here, let me help you up, no use in staying on the floor and getting uncomfortable, let's go inside" she held out her wing? For you. You looked at it for a moment before taking it hesitantly and letting them lead you into your 'home', it took you a moment to remember there was a third puppet walking with you and you decided to look at them and see if you could remember their name...but when you looked to them they were already staring at you?? Awestruck??? Nah that part must be your brain making something up, though it wouldn't be that odd considering it was your dream. But what was even more odd was, you haven't seen this character before? Was your brain making up more characters or do you just not remember them?

"Hey...I don't seem to remember your name? I'm sorry" you said, looking to the individual, for some reason, with the way the other two were looking at the third colorful and interesting puppet, they didn't seem like the type to be this quiet? Maybe they were nervous "oh haha, I haven't introduced myself to you yet, I was going to yesterday but it got to dark and you went home before I could" they said, nervously fidgeting their fingers and moved around your house slightly but never straying to far from the group, guess they weren't the type to stay still for very long. "My name is Sally! Sally Starlet" she seemed to be getting more and more energetic by the second the more comfortable she got, even with the noticeable red dusting onto her cheeks. "Oh! Sorry I didn't know, maybe I did hit my head hard" in exchange you gave her your name, she said it a few times, trying it out as it rolled out of her mouth almost naturally like she's known you for years, you already loved how she said your name, it made you feel at home.

"No worries! Hey, I like your home, it looks very nice in here, are these all you in these photos?" She said while looking at the framed photos that lined along the wall in your hall with her arms crossed behind her back,

You looked at the photos the decorated almost every inch of your hall. You didn't recognize anyone in the photos, though you deeply felt like you were supposed to, everything started to feel wrong you didn't belong here, you have to g-

And just as soon as the thought came, it left. You didn't remember what she asked, you nodded hoping it would be a good enough answer for whatever she asked you. She smiled at you and continued looking at the pictures with her hands behind your back, you continued to stare, the two other puppets sharing a confused and concerned look as you spaced out before the third spoke up "you look very different! But you still look just as nice, magnificent even!" She said, putting her hand over her heart as if posing dramatically.

All four of you heard knocking on the front door of what was supposed to be your house. Eddie got up to answer the door, smiling all the way and as soon as he opened the door, a giant MAN HOO BOY- excuse me I mean, an extremely tall green man with antennas and....FOUR??? ARMS?? oh and four legs, basically burst into your home, worry visibly all over his face "who got hurt? Is everyone one okay? what's happening?!" He bombarded question to no one specifically, worried that someone got seriously hurt

"Howdy!" Sally jumped in joy, grabbing onto howdys arm and pulling him over to where you were seated "I maybeeee exaggerated what happened...just a little" she pinched her fingers together, but it was clear she gave him almost an entirely different story "so our new neighbor didn't actually fall down a flight of stairs and then their porches flight of stairs and rip their legs seams?" He looked at Sally, clearly upset she got him so worried over something that could've been so minor. "Wellllll" she rocked on her feet, hands behind her back and looking anywhere but you and the three puppets staring at her "t-they fell in their doorway and fell unconscious atleast! Isn't that atleast half as bad??" She tried to reason, well, it was almost as bad because you could have a concussion but at least your legs were still stitched to your body- wait what??....??

You shook your head, your thoughts becoming fuzzy, where were you again? Oh right. "Come here sweetheart let me check your head" Poppy said, southern love dripping from each word, almost making your face turn red. She gently took the medical box from a still confused...Howdy? Right? Yeah, Howdy. He stood there, watching as Poppy took the container from his hands before turning to talk to Eddie, seemingly asking him what happened. Wow you really need to stop staring, its rude and its getting creepy, you shook your head before turning to Poppy and letting her examine you to make sure you were okay, "Well aren't you a tough little cookie" she said while gently patting your head with her soft fluffy wing "you don't have a single scratch" she said smiling down at you, and oh my god she was so fluffy all you wanted to do was hug her and just stay there till you fell asleep, so much so you started to unconsciously move to hug her, shoving your face onto her neck full of feathers, your arms open wide on both sides of her, to small to fully hug her, this was heaven, absolute heaven.

You just stayed there, rubbing your head into her feathers gently, to caught up in your own little world you didn't notice both of her wings draping over you like a giant warm fluffy blanket, to caught up in your world you didn't notice the audibly loud muffled sigh of relief you let out as you were practically laying on the bird, to caught up in this absolute heaven you didn't notice how the room fell silent, so caught up in your own little world you didn't realize how you drifted off to sleep and was being carried away now..

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Boy, that took me a month to make😔 anyways, thank you EVERYONE for following and liking my au and story so far, its amazing how much attention this is getting already and it makes me so happy

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[hazard-and-friends]

6 months!

Old. 6 months old. I've only had her for almost-4-months.

Successes:

No accidents since December 21, and the ones in the 2 weeks prior to that were zoomies-induced

Nice walker, can go on the harness and pull gently or (with lots of reinforcement, but she is 6 months) on the collar and not pull at all

Alone in the car up to 75 minutes at a stretch or at home, crated, with Hazard, up to 2 hours

Sit/down/touch all fairly good

Drop it VERY good, 99% of the time she will spit the item out.

Very nice toy skills! Will drop a toy and wait to hear "take it" (tug) or "geddit" (fetch)

Her dog-dog social skills are insane. She is so good at adapting play to different confidence levels, or backing off entirely if the other dog is uninterested. She can navigate weird personal conflicts (like when a BC bitch decided to resource guard me) with ease and draw shy dogs into play. If this holds true, she's going to be an exceptional dog for socializing others.

Work in progress:

She can sleep through the night but only if (a) minimal food in the 2 hours before bed and (b) she poops right before bed. Otherwise we get up around 3 am to poop. This past week she's also had a streak where she decides there's Monsters outside and needs to huff about it. That's been steadily decreasing but we're still working on getting the poop schedule right.

We've graduated from the no-spill bowl. MOSTLY she doesn't go swimming in the water bowl, unless she's overtired in which case all bets are off.

Recall is uh, extant. Usually. Which is very good for 6 months lol

Evening relaxing remains something we need to actively remind her to do. I'm typing this post in the bedroom with her, because she won't wind down most nights in the living room--and she won't usually put herself in the bedroom to sleep. So someone goes into the bedroom with her, closes the door, and just hangs out for the last 1-2 hrs before bed, and that's working okay.

She's not as people-friendly as I (after all of Hazard's issues) would like. She's EAGER to meet people but not eager for them to meet her, head-shy, will flinch away from strangers. Like Hazard once you're in her circle you're in, and you can do whatever, and it's a lot easier to get in her circle, but hmm. More love on this I think.

Cat skills: She LOVELOVELOVES the cat. Penny even loves her back. But if Penny is in an accessible place (ie, 95% of the apartment) K'seil is incessant about bothering her, unless being actively distracted.

Leave it/trash is like, she Wants A Thing In Her Mouth on walks sometimes. So she'll dive at trash and shove it in her mouth--not EAT it, rarely even CHEW it, just Hold In Mouth. Which is why her 'drop it' is so stellar. 95% of the time she'll leave it if I can get the cue out, but the reason this is a WIP is she needs the cue. She doesn't have any sort of default "oh I should ignore this" yet. This goes double for certain trash bins in the apartment--thus far no thefts of anything dangerous, but she likes to chew apart masks and eat clumps of shed hair. I know how to fix this I just haven't put the work in.

Counter surfing is juuuust about a success but I don't wanna jinx it XD Very early on she was very persistent about trying to put feet on the kitchen counter, and through consistently ignoring/redirecting her from that and rewarding a down in the kitchen, we have gone...like a week or so? Without any attempts to get on the counter. So that's very nice, both because I hate counter surfing and because it validates my R+ approach.

Bite inhibition/mouthing I think is a WIP but might be a success, she's still Very Sharp sometimes but that's also when she's aroused, so we might just be having arousal problems (because she is 6 months). On walks about 75% of the time she can take a treat from my fingertips perfectly gently. She's still very mouthy, including with new people which is Ungreat, but it's steadily improving.

Body handling, while SO much better than Hazard, still needs some love. She'll let me brush the dremel against her nails but not hold it there, and rear nails have been a no-go since I quicked her fairly badly there. Brushing is 50/50.

Yikes:

Dogs in complex. She's not really reactive beyond staring at dogs outside the apartment complex, but inside it (how does she know. why does she know.) she is loudly and quickly vocal about There Is A Dog Over There. Think husky noises. We're making progress on this but it is still deeply embarassing.

Home alone without Hazard. I haven't done as much work on this as I should, because she can be in the car alone for an hour, so if he's got a class I can just bring her. But it would be nice. Sigh.

[saline-coelacanth]

Rewatching Crystalized has been fun, not just because I haven't seen it since it came out so a lot of things still feel fresh, but also so I can play around more with the Purified Au and figure out what big changes and new scenes I wanna add

Now so far I've only rewatched the first half (Netflix has the seasons in two parts so I decided to just go with it and split up my rewatch over two days) And the first half of Crystalized wouldn't really be that different since we haven't even seen the Crystal King yet, but as soon as I start part 2, I already know I'm probably gonna go crazy with the changes lol

And one thing I really wanna do but I don't know how I'm gonna do it is I want Oliver to interact with the other ninja. Because iirc, the Overlord doesn't really interact with any of the ninja other than Lloyd in the actual season, it's mainly the council members who do that. But with the Purified Au, it's not just Lloyd who has a connection to Oliver, it's all of them. And I want to have at least one scene where the others are forced to see Oliver and possibly even fight him.

I do have an idea for something that I don't really want to spoil right now, but it's just a matter of figuring out a good spot in the story to put it. I do feel like Crystalized is gonna have enough changes that I might be able to write a full fic about it without getting annoyed about rewriting scenes basically word for word, but at the same time I would probably want to post some other fics for this au on my ao3 before doing the Crystalized fic because people on ao3 who don't know anything about the au would probably be really confused. Idk it's late and I should be going to bed but I just wanted to type out some of my random thoughts first.

[that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald]

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞

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×A/N×

So here's the oneshot that I promised-

Bro, I can't write angst! 😭😭

Nvm-

I done it-

I think this is shittier than the previous version of this-

×❢ About my work ❢×

shitty angst, in the begining some fluff cuddling with Damien, The Readers death (hinted), very short, yandere Damien, but he doesn't really show that much sight of it-, use of (Y/N), no pronouns used for the reader, flashbacks, panic attack (hinted)

Type: Oneshot

Fandom: Markiplier Cinematic Universe (WKM)

Character(s): Damien, Y/N

Ship(s): Yandere Damien x Reader

Word count: Short cause I can't write sh.t-

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𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: (I haven't find one yet-)

It was a beautiful day outside.

It was still dawn and the sky was so clear and beautiful. Many different colours played trough the sky as a little wind tickled Damien's hair.

It almost felt like a dream.

Your breathed calmly on Damien's chest, still sleeping in his arms. Damien could smell your sweet fragrance mixed with the flower's lovely scent. Damn, you felt so good. He would do anything for you just to keep you by his side.

You were right, infact it was a good idea to escape just a little from those boring paperworks.

He never was an outgoing guy. Not because he didn't like the nature, it's just he was so busy all the time. He wanted to spend time with you, and you chose to have a nice picnic outside. People wasn't really happy about this idea and to be honest at first he was a bit worried too aswell. What if someone sees him? Don't get him wrong, he didn't felt worried because he could get seen with you, he was afraid that someone will ruin you two's perfect moment.

Fortunately, you just had the perfect place to hide from the paper work and the crowd aswell! Trees hided you just perfectly and anyway people didn't seem to take walks around here when it was still dark.

Damien took a last breath of your sweet scent as he looked up at the sky, then he slowly closed his eyes.

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Damien woke up in alarm as a loud crack could be heard from the thunder. When he figured out it was just the weather, he focused on his heart - which was beated like it would want to beak free from his chest - to calm it down.

He sat on the edge of the bed before he decided to left his room. The whole manor was probably sleeping deeply as he walked through the corridors.

Suddenly, he stopped at one specific door.

You were always afraid of thunders.

And just like he was called by an emergency he pulled down the doorhandle as quickly as possible.

He looked around the room calling your names gently so many times. Just silence came back. Damien spotted the bed and slowly walked to it.

Oh, yeah, right. You are not here. Not anymore.

He touched the soft material of the quilt. The bed was cold as it always been since then.

The coverlet was already swapped, not holding your missed scent anymore.

He went too far on that night. He didn't mean to harm you, he never was. He just wanted to keep safe his most beautiful person he ever seen from... well, from everything.

Damien's hands started to shake slightly as his grip got stronger on the fabric.

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N)." The only thing he could say with all those regret and emotion in his being.

It was an accident. If only you would have listen to him! If only you just stayed beside him and let him to keep you safe none of this would've happen. He wouldn't have to keep his tears back as his grief slowly tears apart his whole body. He wouldn't have to be reminded of how much of an failure he is of not keeping you safe.

If only he would've just controlled himself for that one minute.

He slowly let go the sheets. His whole body shivered from the anxiety and his hands were sweaty from the warm of the material.

He took a shaky breath before he made his way to the door.

"Good night, (Y/N)."

The sound of the door shut slowly faded in with the rain's small knockings on the window. The room was still as cold as it had left behind.

[beezelbxb]

-- bf akitos birthday !!!

boyfriend akitos birthday!!!

a/n :: mei's at my house rn and their snorting like a pig AND MEI TYPED AKITO SHINONOME SO MANY TIMES IN MY PHONE TO A POINT WHERE IT REMMEBERS HIS NAME HELP

people :: akito shinonome (small mention of ena)

today wasn't just any day. today is AKITOS birthday. November 12th. You had to get him a gift. You didn't get him one yesterday, you totally forgot until ENA reminded you, and you were up all night studying for exsams and you didnt bother to get hin one, it was too late.

"I'll get him one tomorrow"

is what you thought when you rolled into bed. it's the winter now, your favrotie season. This is the season of love, gifts, snow, and joy. You get to spend all of your winter with your lover Akito and cuddle up while temptures drop. You just need to get him the perfect gift, to show your affection. show your worthiness. As the sun was rising in the east your loud ass alarm went off and scared you yet again. And you did the same thing you always do get up, send a good morning text to akito, brush your teeth, take a shower, wash and do your hair, get dressed and go get something to eat. But this time, after eating you set out to find a gift for Akito. You threw on your coat, put on your boots, wear the scarf that he gave you and get a gift. what you were going to get him was the main thing in your mind. You're whole mind went blank then--cheesecake! You went to the bakery first. You were going to get him cheesecake at his favrotie bakery. You walked into the store and the little bell at the top rang.

"ah-- y/n!! back again! the usual?"

the owner of the store greeted you again. He's bubbly as always.

"hii!! it's aktio's birthday today! do you know what his favrotie cheesecake is?"

"birthday?! Well happy birthday to him! one cheesecake coming right up!"

"how much will it be?"

you hoped this shit was free because you know damn well you have no money!! You just payed off your student loan and you're in debt. You looked around the small bakery desperately trying to find a card with a discount.

"On the house! Tell Akito said happy birthday."

you took a dramatic gasp. He slid the cheesecake to you. You could already smell the cheesecake through the box.

"Thank you so much!! Are you sure??"

he better be sure or else you're going to commit felony and steal this shit

"Yep! as I said, on the house."

You picked up the warm box said thank you and ran out before he changed his mind on you. Now you have to find another gift to give to him that's just not to eat. You decided to go to the ring shop and pick up a nice silver ring for him. It was surpizing that you haven't seen him today at all or he hasn't even texted you. You picked up a silver ring and went to the cashier.

"Hi."

You looked her dead in the eyes with a expressionless face

"Hello. Is this all?"

The cashier was really nice and was smiling big at you. It was scary.

"Yes. How much will it be."

You were sweating at this point. She rang you up.

"It's my boyfriends birthday today. Do I get a discount."

You said it more so like it wasn't a question. Like a demand. Give me a discount.

"Since your new shopper here, I'll give you a discount!"

"Thanks. It's my boyfriends birthday today. Can I have a bigger discount? we've been together for 4 years now. This is our marrage ring. Im purposing to him after this."

You looked into her soul. You didn't laugh at your lies and looked like a psychopath. But you wanted that fucking ring for free.

"Uhm... I don't know...let me see with my manage-"

"I need this ring lady so if you don't give it to me know I'm running away with it. Please?"

She looked at you with a funny look. You're done with this bullshit. You ran out. Well now you have a snazzy new ring to give to your boyfriend. That shit to long to get through. You ran all the way home. You threw your jacket on the floor and quickly flung your shoes off. You texted akito:

"Akito!!! Akito wjen are we metinv upppppp!!!!!"

"Idk"

ugh he's such a bitch. You went through all this stuff for him.

"Whatevez..."

You went to your room to wrap the gift. You put your coat back, shoes back on, and did your hair really quick. You grabbed your bike and bikeroad into his house.

knock...knock...knock...

You knocked on his door. He opened it. He was still wearing his pj's and his hair was a mess. He looked so cute.

"ah--y/n. You're here. C'mere."

He hugged you tight and kissed your head. You could feel his warmth.

"Come on in."

He pulled out a chair for you and brewed some tea.

"Sooooooo..."

"So?"

He said in the most unimpressed tone

"Akito it's your birthday."

"Ok"

"I got you something!!! Open the box"

He sat down and put a sugar cube in his tea. He opened the box and he grinned real big. He took his spoon and cut me a slice. And then cut himself a slice bigger than mine. While he was eating like a pig I got the box with the ring inside.

"Akito if you would stop eating so fast, I'll give you your other gift."

"Mhmhmgngh"

You slid the box where his hand was. He opened it and the delicate ring was inside. He smiled soft smile this time and got out of his seat and hugged you. You hugged him back for a long time and he kissed your cheek.

After the lovey dovey things you and boyfriend Akito went to go watch a movie at the movie theater. You guys watched a slasher movie and it turned out Akito was more scared than you were during the movie. You guys walked home in the fog afterwards. Then cuddled in his bed. He whispered onto your ear:

"best birthday ever."

[americanedpsycho]

GET  TO  KNOW  THE  MUN.

WHAT  MADE  YOU  PICK  UP  THE  MUSE  YOU  HAVE  ?   before may 2023, i had no idea who patrick bateman was. i had been on a break from tumblr since 2021 because of uni & other reasons, so i had been missing tumblr rp. i also felt, the year before, i was going through a villian arc myself lmao ( again, personal reasons). i had an urge to read american psycho when i was chilling on my bed one afternoon even though i never heard of it before. my ooc friend bought me the book for my birthday and well, here i am.

IS  THERE  ANYTHING  YOU  DON'T  LIKE  TO  WRITE  ?  apart from the inappropriate types of writing, i really hate writing unplotted starter calls because immediately my brain directs itself to first time meetings and i find those a bit tedious if it's repeated over a number of excessive times. that's my main point right now.

IS  THERE  ANYTHING  YOU  REALLY  ENJOY  WRITING  ?   i haven't got a chance to write it out properly yet but i really want to dig deep into his psychopathic frame of mind when he loses it. i think it gives me a chance as a writer to dive deep into a psychopath's mind. i am also really enjoying writing him in his family and his college verses atm. i think they are also a bit of a breather, considering he isn't too much of an ass until he starts his murders at college.

HOW  DO  YOU  COME  UP  WITH  YOUR  HEADCANONS  ?  inspirations and whenever he is in the mood to share with me. it's also key terms like family, choices etc that help me brew up some headcanons.

DO  YOU  WRITE  IN  SILENCE  OR  LISTEN  TO  MUSIC  ?  most of the time, it has to be in silence or if i am watching tv in the background, it has to be low. i get easily distracted if i'm listening to music, but if it is songs from the movie, then i do get inspired more to write, but i mostly write in silence.

DO  YOU  PLAN  YOUR  REPLIES  OR  WING  THEM  ?   pre-planned. winging in replies are rare because tbh he possesses me into do what he wants me to write, so he knows what he is going to say. he does have weird mood swings so if you think he has changed his mind about something or if he is suddenly being erractic, his planning and not mine.

DO  YOU  ENJOY  SHIPPING  ?   i do. with my other characters i have written in the past, i have adored shipping. tbh when i first created patrick's blog, i was going to rule out shipping because of the type of person he is but i knew that relationships with bateman are always going to be somewhat unbalanced, although not as extreme, but unbalanced. i decided to be like okay, open mind and no expectations but it seems to have worked out well.

WHAT'S  YOUR  ALIAS/NAME  ?   my name is lauren and you are absolutely free to use it. i love my name! i did go by an alias but i scrapped that and i have been using my real name.

AGE  ?   25

BIRTHDAY  ?  9th june

FAVORITE  COLOR  ?  always loved the colour purple / lilac and navy blue.

FAVORITE  SONG  ?   my favourite song ?? it varies. currently my favourite is cherri cherri lady by modern talking.

LAST  MOVIE  YOU  WATCHED  ?  society of the snow on netflix. buggered my mind but patrick enjoyed lmao.

LAST  SHOW  YOU  WATCHED  ?   literally finished hannibal series on netflix.

LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO  ?   fire burning by sean kingston.

FAVORITE  SEASON  ?  summer

DO  YOU  HAVE  A  TUMBLR  BEST  FRIEND  ?   i can't rule one but i have many tumblr besties.

stolen from :@bravevolunteer tagging: you.

[dirtbag-linecook-kyloren]

1) You have no idea how excited I was when someone actually wanted to delve my AU list, and #16 is one I haven't really done any work on this one so I'm so happy to think more on it thank you so much @tinpotterror

2) au 16 is one I'm so excited to get a plot for I can't stress enough that I think this one is gonna be good I just don't have a main conflict yet but who knows maybe this post will brew it, I do some great thinking while typing shit

SO AU 16 is a hospital au

which yes yes I know

but I need you to imagine, to come along for the ride with me.

It's an emergency room, because it always is, that's how these things always go, and ben solo is nearing the end of his residency. four years of undergrad, four years of medical school, and he's ready to be a fully fledged doctor. It's all he's wanted for fuckin YEARS, and he's almost there.

But charge nurse Armitage Hux continues to be a pain in his ass. All he has are complaints; the way Ben charts, his patient demeanor, hell, he even questions the dosage on meds, sometimes. (And he's often right, though Ben will never admit it. 50mg ˆwouldˆ have killed that patient, he did mean 5mg.) Ben doesn't like it, but Hux spends a lot of time cleaning up his messes, to the point that Hux legit does not respect Ben. Literally calls him Ben, doesn't call him Dr. Anything, because he's inches away from being a nurse practitioner, and he's earned the right to feel that way.

My favorite game to play is how do I get snoke in this au, and I think snoke is an elderly patient who's a frequent flier. he's awful, he's cruel, and the only two people in the ED he likes are Hux and Ben, so they end up having to work together more than either would like, as Snoke's health declines. Does Ben try to ignore a DNR? maybe? does he terrorize the other nurses to the point that they refuse to do anything for him, and ben spends fifteen minutes on one poor teenage boys blood draw, because he's only found a vein like three times? definitely. Is there a mass casualty event, because those are always a plot point on hospital shows? it is now, and you'll never guess who wasn't working that day and comes in half delirious on a stretcher, because you guessed it itS HUX (coming back I've decided he was running a race and there was a shooting because I put plenty of my own nightmares into fan fiction and this would just be another.)

and ben obviously realizes in those moments, as he looks at hux in the hospital bed, heading into emergency surgery, how much he relies on that voice, how much he's been leaning on Hux's years more experience, how much he's been undervaluing that resource. And hux gets through surgery while Ben is having to help other patients and trying not to lose his mind, he gets admitted to a room and when he wakes up from anesthesia, who would happen to be sitting in his room, passed out after a 14 hour shift still in his scrubs but Ben solo, a cold cup of tea that was smuggled in sitting on his bedside table.

and Ben keeps visiting hux, although Hux doesn't know why. He assumes it's guilt, of some sort, and figures he can take advantage of it to get the good snacks from the vending machine, but he comes back to work and Ben is still nice? And at this point, it's getting confusing, but he just keeps letting it happen, because he's decided it's preferable to Ben from before, but in some ways, it's not, because he starts to miss some of the venom, and he can't figure out why, until he realizes that oh no he hates Ben but he was also 100% flirting and that's a terrible idea, they work together it would end so poorly

But ben won't stop looking at him with his big doe eyes and eventually hux breaks and kisses him, and ben's confused? and then hux is confused, because what was this all about if Ben didn't have a crush on him, but he flees the break room and goes home and ignores all the calls to his phone and shows up to his next shift and tries to pretend that nothing happened.

At which point another one of the nurses all but slaps ben over the head for being so dumb and then they bone i guess? I created most of this plot in the last five minutes so it needs some refinement but I just need one for the nurses tbh. THIS ONE IS FOR THE NURSES it's for every nurse that's ever been nice to me and also my friend tyra

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

well I've had an interesting first week of the year back at work. I managed to get through to my usual doctor this week, which is a bit of a miracle, considering she's always back late jan/early feb each year. she's recommended 3 places for me to ring to follow up on a probable ADHD diagnosis. the best one is one in Sydney, in Bondi.

but to do all of their tests would mean I'd try to jam them into a week, if I could (probs not let's be real), or each time I do one I spend on a hotel room to stay up there, since I just wouldn't feel bothered to the 2 hour drive home after 8 hours of tests. but the Sydney one gives you a brain scan which would be super cool. but also if you managed to get bulk billed, it's $1,200. also they don't focus on meds, they focus on "brain based" and behaviour change stuff.

the other 2 places are local to my area, but you have to ring to find out their prices. but on the other hand, my doc said to leave all this stiff until after I have my colonoscopy that's booked for a couple weeks from now, on the 16th.

work is better since I'm not at a tired low point like I was at the end of last year. my boss is a bit happier that I'm turning up at the office at around 8:50 roughly and set up by 9. but yeah I hate having to cut my pre work bed relax after my bath each morning to 7:15 to get out the door by 8;20. but rn 8:20 is only working bc it's the school holidays so I'm not locked into the mronjng school run traffic and school zones right next to my house (basically). so it means I will have to bother to leave at 8:15 or whatever when school starts back up again on jan 31st.

but yeah. I still haven't handed in any of my unfinished (or unstarted) cadestship assessments; bc I forgot right before we left of chrissy/NY break to ask our outsourced IT guys to set up our VPN access app (it just gives you a code to type in) on my phone to access the work hard drive at home lmao. so I've meant to start this week, but I just haven't.

aside from work, the other interesting thing is that someone from the catholic school I went to for years 7-10 from 2008 til 2011, decided to invite me to a 10 year reunion that someone else from our year group from that school set up on Tuesday on fb for October this year. and I was just so surprised that someone bothered to remember me and invite me.... and I feel kinda touched tbh lol. bc i didn't even graduate with them properly, in a way, in 2013, bc I obvs graduated at the public school that I transferred to. it's so random that someone thought to invite me all these years later.

and I'm also stressing over the event a little. mostly on the level of what to wear to it, obvs lmao. but also, most of these people are successful working in good jobs. or they run their own successful local businesses/take over their parentd businesses.

while, on the other hand. I finish my cadetship in march, and I have no idea whether i'll be kept on where I am or whether I'll be somewhere else or jobless lmao. but anyway. it's going to be so weird seeing anyone from that school again, when half of them have kids and are married now or some have even divorced or split from their partners that they married in our early 20s (or at least that's what I've deduced from their name changes on fb back to their original last name I knew them by in school).

also im bitterly jealous of a few of them because they've bought their first house or have a second house and are using their first as an investment property. like bruh. am I the only one who still hasn't moved out of home yet??? and obvs there are obvs other people renting but still. am i the only one still at home??? I don't want questions about that tbh.

like is it even worth catching up with these people, when I still remember the derision I got from one of the girls from my group from that school, when I ran into her at uni back in 2016??? how she told me that everyone was actually SO GLAD that I'd left bc apparently they were all secretly harbouring embarrassment for my behaviour and my "attention seeking" or whatever the fuck she said to me???? but also part of me hopes that rich boy goes and is happy to see me and I'll get to congratulate him in person on his engagement or perhaps being married by the time this event happens (if it even does lmao). and that's my other thing. could just be an elaborate joke where they do this, and I turn up, but NO ONE is there???? like hello trust issues, aren't you looking very sexy this week.

[sixstepsaway]

So, uh, you regularly use your bullet journal, huh? If you don't mind me asking, any tips on keeping up with one? Asking for a friend of course. -dd anon

Not so much tips, but I'll tell you what works for me:

I don't use one of those Leuchtturm notebook type things? I use a binder. I have an A5 (5.83 x 8.27 in, since I know the US doesn't use As for their papers, I don't think) leather binder and I have a set of blue plastic A5 file type binders on my shelf.

I use a binder because my brain does not like the rigidity of the notebook style. If I fuck it up, I'm just...stuck with it? If I want to add a habit tracker before my weekly spread, if I've already done my weekly spread I can't. If I want to have a certain note section (like my RegEx reference sheet) close at hand, it can only be where I put it.

I bought a 3 - 3 hole punch and a box of A5 paper that's lasted me since 2018 so far, and I put pages in and out as I want.

I put stickers/designs on my binder to personalize it.

I enjoy art, a lot, so I treat my bujo as a pretty good way of doing some art and enjoying myself. So, towards the middle of every month (usually; I totally fucked this up in April and ended up doing my May spread literally on the fly week-to-week) I open my Pinterest board and I scroll through my sections and decide what kind of design I want to do for the next month. This month (June) is watermelon. It came out real cute. Last month I did a ship/nautical theme, but as it was such a rush I didn't really do a lot of it. I did the main cover page and the weeklies were all black with no real embellishments. I try to do a pretty spread for weeklies and a nice cover every month. I also do a dividing section of a nice "Welcome, [Season]" page to help remind my brain where we are in the year, a little.

I have some tabbed dividers I put in my bujo. Behind the first is my year-round stuff, so I have things like what I've watched, what I've achieved, subs on my currently abandoned Sims yt channel (see: internet being 500kb/s), plans and intentions for the year, year at a glance etc. I did all of my 2022 yearly pages last December. Behind the second divider is the month I'm currently in. If I do the next month soon enough, it goes right after. Behind the third divider is all the other months. So right now my bujo goes: 2022 | June | January | February | March | April | May | Notes Section. This way the current month is always at the front and easily accessible, and my year round is on hand too.

I have a three-surface set-up in my shoebox room. My main desk, with my monitor and keyboard etc, is front, then to the left I have my art desk I can turn around and work at. Behind me I have a trolley I built a couple of months ago. Because I have spare surface room and a spot I spend the majority of my time, my bujo lives, open to today/this week, beside my keyboard, permanently. Specifically, mine is directly to the right (as I use my mouse left-handed), always where I can see it, in front of whatever tea I am currently drinking and my water bottle. It's always there. No out-of-sight-out-of-mind allowed. I used a ring-bound notebook briefly last year before I bust my bujo back out properly and any day I moved it, I forgot it existed. So, my bujo lives right here. I don't go out so it doesn't go anywhere. Sometimes it gets moved to my bed so I can make a note I need to make, but it always goes back where it came from immediately. I think this is the most important point for me tbh.

Because my binder can't hold endless amounts of paper, when a 6-month period ends I take those six months out and put them in one of the plastic binders on my shelf. The second six months go after it, along with the year pages, and that binder becomes the year binder. I haven't fully done this yet, as I've only really perfected managing to keep my bujo up this year (but I've kept it up since January 1st, and since November if you include my using my notepad briefly), but I have my old pages in one of them. It works for me.

I start the next month/year early, so my brain can't trick me by going, "Oh, you can't use your bujo, you didn't finish it." And if I fail at that like I did in April for May, I just bully my brain into letting me manage for a month. It's not the end of the world.

There is apparently a text block limit so, here's a break to see some of my pages/designs etc:

The nautical one for May was somewhat hastily done (I colored it in later, but I don't have a photo rn) and I'm sad about that. Might do another nautical one later this year, who knows.

I experiment every month. Different colors, different theme, different style, different hand-written fonts, different vibes, different experimentation. Keeps it fresh and makes me look forward to the next month. I don't do it in bulk for the whole year because idk what I'll be into by August, and because I'll be bored of whatever I did by then.

Every month I do a cover and my weekly spread. Those are my only requirements, but I can do more if I want to.

I experimented with the best way to do weekly spreads early this year. January I did boxes but no dutch door, February (up there) I did dutch door with no boxes. I hated the no boxes, I really like having things tidily put together? But I loved dutch door because I could put a little calendar on one side and notes/goals/to-dos/whatever where I could see them week to week without having to turn pages! Once I figured that out, my weekly spreads were easier to draw out and easier to use, and I could still experiment with the design (sometimes I cut out the side, sometimes the bottom, maybe next month I'll do the top! Who knows?) and have fun with it. The only month since February I haven't done dutch-door is last month and that was because I was literally doing each week on the fly in panic. I was doing the week I was on as I was on it the one week, it was a disaster lmao

I bought a snazzy rainbow bookmark and hole punched it and I use that to keep my page in my bujo, so I can get back to it easy when I have to close it (my ducks throw water everywhere when they're up here with me)

I have a simple key for my goals etc. Circles for things I need to do, circles with a clockface for things that are on a time-limit, circles with a > for things I'm bumping to another day, crossed out circles for things I no longer have to do for whatever reason. I fill in the circles when I've done the thing, which is great for my brain, and because my bujo and pens are right next to me, I can do it easily on the go.

Squares (with the same basic pattern) are for things I'd quite like to do but they're not pressing to-dos, just a good idea.

I added some other simple keys for things I use sometimes. I have a little pill capsule for logging any meds I take beside my normal (so the last 5 weeks I've been adding a little "💊 Elvanse [x]mg, #/7" so I know which day of my titration I'm on and which level I'm on. If I take a nytol or a melatonin or ibuprofen, I can write that down if I feel I should). A little bell is an event. An exclamation with a heart for its dot is a note. I had other ones but I've never used them.

This month I added a little side piece to my daily boxes. I put a ☀ and a 🌙 and under each I put, with my tiny little 0.05 fineliner (which I use for any writing I do in my bujo, to-dos etc) little daily to-dos of brushing my teeth, doing my skincare, taking my meds morning and night. It was a fun experiment and it's working for me, so I'll continue it next month! If it didn't work and I didn't use it, that's okay, it was just an experiment!

When the end of the month comes, at the end of the last day of the month I write out how the month went, either on a sheet I set up in advance all pretty, or just a normal plain sheet I add. I say what worked (dutch door, little suns and moon sections), what didn't work (no boxes, leaving it until the last moment) and what I want to change next month (add a mood tracker to my dutch door? not write week when I meant month?), then I move that entire month to the back of the second section, where I can get to it if I need to, and write out my to-dos for the next day.

I write tomorrow's to-dos before bed every night when I'm ticking off my meds, and add anything I might forget to them during the day.

I also added a "PRIORITY" top section to my boxes, usually in a complimentary color (this month's colors are green, yellowgreen and pink for watermelon, so the PRIORITY is in a nice green), and I got sick of writing "PRIORITY:" repeatedly, so this month it's a cute "!:" instead, which is the same thing.

welp ran out of space again. MORE BULLETS:

I love habit trackers but they do not work for me if I have to turn a page to get to them, which is why the sun/moon is working so nicely. I might expand it next month.

If I can't see something, it just doesn't exist, so anything important has to stay within my line of vision, hence dutch door and keeping my bujo right next to me.

I don't beat myself up if I don't do all my goals, I just focus on what I did do and use it as a way of managing my working memory rather than scolding myself. Monday my goals were to work on my sewing, start July, reply to my titration nurse, write, work on the ores for my modpack, shower, and post some metas on AO3. I did 5/7 of those things and showering was a square not a circle, so it doesn't even count. I did well, and having it written down reminds me to try again tomorrow, if applicable.

If I have ^ all those on my to-do list, and then I realize I need to, idk, clean my desk, I will add cleaning my desk to the list, so I can tick it off as done when I've done it, even if I'm already halfway through.

I've talked around this a few times but I'mma say it plainly: if something isn't working for me I discard it and try something else. Habit tracker? Gone and incorporated into the dailies. Mood tracker? Put it on my dutch door this month and have forgotten it most of the time, so I might put it on the left side (closest) instead of the right side next month and see if that helps? Too tired to do anything complex? Simple spread to get me through the month. Not enough energy to do a proper cover? Slap the name of the month down, color it, shove it in. Solved.

I might enjoy making pretty bujos and enjoying the artistic side of it, but it's my bujo, and aside from my parents seeing my designs when they stand by my desk, it doesn't have to be for anyone except me. All that matters is what works for me and what I enjoy.

So, the tl;dr and the tips I extrapolated from this ramble:

Experimentation with colors/designs/themes to keep it feeling new and fresh. Incorporate any hyperfixations in, if it helps (nautical theme lmao).

Discard anything that doesn't work, try new things every month until something sticks, then change its design rather than its function.

Please yourself and no one else, it's your bujo. Use it for what you need help with (working memory, in my case, rather than motivation or intense tracking of what I'm doing. I'm more likely to forget I wanted to do something to begin with, than I am to just not do it).

If you have problems like I do where you mess it up and you don't want to be stuck with it, swap to a binder you can move pages in and out of.

Keep it close and within your line of vision, open if possible.

Write down doing your bujo things on your bujo. Sounds stupid but if I write down "Start July" I have more of a chance of actually starting July than if I just imagine I'll get it done eventually.

Bookmark so you don't have to sift through pages.

Hope this maybe helps a little!

[btsqualityy]

Okay! For Junior…Maybe him talking with Eunji about the abortion. Like before, Eunji notices that Junior is pulling away a little bit from her and it scares her. Something with angst and heart break….🫣

Warnings: mentions of abortion

Eunji walked down the hallway towards her and Junior's bedroom, tired from a long day at the hospital. She noticed that the door was cracked open and she heard Junior's hushed voice so she stopped outside to listen.

"I just don't know, Kenny," Junior sighed. "I don't even want to bring it up to her because I just know that I'll sound like a dick if I do." Eunji could hear Kennedy's voice on the other line but she couldn't make out what she was saying. "Yeah, right."

Eunji decided to step inside then, making her presence known which Junior immediately took notice of.

"Kenny, I'll call you later," Junior said hurriedly. "Yeah, love you too. Bye."

"Everything ok?" Eunji asked.

"Yeah, fine," he nodded. "Was just talking to Kennedy."

"About?"

"Making sure she's been staying away from that asshole Hyunbin," he replied.

"You're lying," she replied flatly. "I heard the last piece of the conversation from your end so are you gonna be honest with me or what?"

"Ok fine, we weren't talking about that but I really don't want to talk about it."

"Fine, then I'll guess," Eunji shrugged. "My bet would be, you were talking to her about the abortion."

"What?" Junior gasped. "How'd you-"

"I'm not an idiot," she hissed. "My IQ is just as high as yours is so I would appreciate if you'd remember that and stop trying to hide things from me. I've noticed how you haven't been talking to me, or touching me, or even getting on my nerves. You're upset."

"I'm not upset," Junior sighed. "Just...come here." Eunji walked over to his side of the bed, sitting down on the edge next to him. "I'm not upset, ok? I've just been thinking about the what ifs."

"What about them?"

"What if us having the baby wouldn't have turned out to be the disaster you thought it would?" He questioned. "We could've figured something out, made it work."

"A child isn't something that you just make work, Junior," she retorted. "If we had to "figure it out", then something obviously wasn't right. We're both still so young, only just starting out in our careers, and even though we're married, we haven't even been together for five years yet."

"But that baby was from us, something that we created together," he explained. "That alone would've been enough for me."

"I'm sorry but I can't say that I feel the same," Eunji confessed. "Besides, I have trauma from my childhood that I still need to work through before I can even think about being someone else's mother. If I don't, then I'm going to be the same type of parent that my parents were to me and I refuse to put a baby through that."

"We could've worked on htat."

"And what if it didn't work, hm? Then what?" She wondered. "The baby would be half loved and you'd grow to resent me, though it seems like that's already happening and there isn't even a baby anymore."

"I don't resent you."

"Why are you telling me all of this now then?" She demanded to know. "Why didn't you say anything before I had the abortion?"

"Because I didn't want you to resent me," he told her. "I knew all of your reasons for not wanting a baby and I respected them. Plus, it's your body so it is your choice. Like I said before though, I just couldn't stop thinking about the possbilities, that's all."

"And now?" She asked.

"And now, you and I are going to continue to build our lives together," he shrugged. "I love you Eunj, and this isn't something that's going to end us, ok?"

"I wasn't even thinking that," she grumbled, making Junior smile.

"Yeah, right," he chuckled. "I just had feelings that I needed to work through and that's it. I don't regret you doing it and I don't hate you for it."

"Ok," she nodded, secretly happy that her husband had assuaged all of her inner fears. Junior wrapped his arm around her shoulder then, pulling her into his side in a hug. "I'll give you babies eventually, ok?"

"Ok," Junior whispered, turning his head and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

[not-really-a-writer]

An Open Letter to the Future Love of my Life <3

Summary: just an open letter to the future love of my life, whoever he is, whenever I find him. Just a bunch of mushy stuff and YEARNING. Loosely inspired by that Michael Buble song "Just haven't met you yet" Maybe this will turn into a series of letters over time? idk

To the Future Love of my Life:

I haven't met you yet. But I've been thinking about you. I've been imagining you here with me when I lie in bed at night: your body warm and heavy with sleep. I can listen to your soft breaths, and see your chest rise and fall slowly, peacefully, in the near darkness of our room. Our room. I've been thinking about how it will feel to snuggle up next to you, even though it's already warm beneath my covers. I put an extra blanket on when it starts to get cold because it's just me right now. But when you're with me I may not need one! You'll probably be so warm (like all guys are!) it will make me too hot!

Or maybe I'll put that extra blanket on anyways because, who knows... maybe you'll work sometimes at night and I'll be alone. And I can do that silly thing where I cuddle up with you but stick my one leg out from under the covers to regulate my temperature. Maybe you'll tease me about it if you're the teasing type. I imagine that you are. And it's ok. I can take it. Because I like to tease back, my love.

I wonder what little things you'll do that will earn my teasing. Maybe you'll snore at night? Probably. Most people do, even if just a little bit. Maybe you'll be the type that gets really cute when you get sleepy. Like, you start mumbling and saying adorable little things that you would never own up to the next morning. I could tell you that I will remember what you've said, and you'll protest that I won't until you're mumbling against my lips because I've decided to kiss you to shut you up. Lovingly, of course.

Maybe we'll lie in bed and fall asleep talking about things that don't matter like our favorite numbers, tree species, and how certain words sound funny when you say them enough times. Maybe we'll debate things like best sandwiches, best beaches, best shows and characters. Maybe we'll debate more serious things, too. It's a given that we won't always agree, and maybe some nights we won't have a single thing to say except "good night"... but it won't matter because you'll love me, and I'll love you, too.

I've been thinking about the little forehead kisses you'll give me when you get out of bed, or before you crawl into bed when I've gone upstairs before you (Because I was too tired to stay up). Or, the little kisses I plant on your shoulder when I roll over in the morning and you're still there. Gravelly "good mornings" and "I love you"s with mussed up hair and sleepy eyes. You'll tell me that I'm pretty. And I'll believe you. You'll kiss my hand and hold it. It's going to be so perfectly mundane but lovely, too. And I'll never take it for granted.

I really can't wait until we meet. Maybe we won't feel anything at first, but we'll stick it through until we realize our feelings for each other. Maybe it will come out in a dramatic fashion, or just quietly in the privacy of our own company. Or.. maybe we'll feel that 'spark' people talk about? Ha Ha, I no longer really believe in such a thing and tend to believe that's more of a danger sign these days. But, if it happens, I do promise to be cautious and take things slowly. No matter how intense the feeling. Either way, you're going to have to be patient with me. I know you will be, though, because you'll be a good guy. I just know it!

I hope that wherever you are, you are having a good day and know that I am excited about meeting you eventually, and living a life that we build together. Until then, be well and be your genuine self... and I will do the same. I know that you're out there somewhere. Maybe you're lying there, thinking of someone just like me. I promise I'm here for you and I'll love you for the rest of my life once we find each other.

I'm here for you. I’m ready to be yours. I just haven't met you yet.

Love,

Aya

[benevolentpeach]

How the MHA Boys Would React If You Were A Neko🐈💗 Pt.1

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PLEASE BE ADVISED⚠️‼️: ALL CHARACTERS IN MY WRITINGS ARE AGED UP TO THEIR MID 20'S EARLY 30'S, PET NAMES ARE USED(Bunny, Pebble, Princess, etc.) IF YOU DON'T LIKE PET NAMES PLEASE DO NOT PROCEED‼️

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*🔞NO MINORS ON MY PAGE PLEASE🔞💗

*This is strictly FLUFF not NSFW, I haven't gotten comfortable enough to do NSFW yet so I do apologize 💚

*There will be IMPLIED innuendos and such but not full on nitty gritty messy stuff(You know what I mean...)

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🥦💚DEKU💚🥦:

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🥦He'd be a bit surprised at first, then he'd bombard you with questions like "Is that your quirk?", "Were you just born like that?", "Can you turn into a cat?"

🥦After he gets used to the fact that you're a Neko, he'll ask you occasionally if he can rub your ears(He likes how soft they are)

🥦He knows you're very self conscious about showing off your ears and tail in public because 1.There are a LOT of creeps that are into that sort of thing, and 2.You used to get teased for it when you were younger. So he encourages you to just be yourself and to be comfortable in your own skin

🥦One day you'll decide to go out to the grocery store with him and you forget your beanie so you try and keep your ears as low to your head as possible, but when you hear the ding of the bell upon entering the store your ears perk up involuntarily, catching a group of punk kids attention. While inside the store, no one seems to even notice that your ears are even there so you begin to feel more confident... Until you step back outside with Deku and one of the punk kids says rather loudly to his friends, "Bet he went to get catfood for the stupid cat." You hear it and slump a bit, holding your hands over your head to try and cover them up, but the kids are laughing at you now. Deku is NOT pleased seeing his Bunny be brought down like this so he turns to the grab the kids attention. "That wasn't very nice, I want you to apologize to her right now please." He's nice about it the first few times, but when they laugh and refuse he gets angry. "Damn brats, I tried to be nice about it but now I'm mad, apologize RIGHT NOW or I'll make it my number one priority to tell your parents that you're disrespecting a Pro Hero." (He hates using his authority in these types of situations, but if it's the only thing that will get them to listen he'll do it) These kids obviously are scared of their parents because they apologize over and over again, even offering up their allowance for the week, to which you decline and thank them softly

🥦Deku knows you brush out your ears and tail frequently, but sometimes if you're too tired or sick, he'll sit next to you on the couch or bed and gently run a brush through your fur and hum to you softly as he does so

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💥🧡Bakugou🧡💥:

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💥Surprisingly he thinks nothing of it, he just assumes it's a quirk despite you telling him it's not MULTIPLE times. He refuses to admit he believes you, but deep inside he has a feeling you aren't lying to him

💥He's not a very touchy feely kind of person, but your ears and tail are just so soft he finds himself just gently scratching them and feeling them every now and then, whenever you question what he's doing he just tells you to, "Shut up you damn brat, quit asking me so many damn questions!"

💥Again you are very self conscious about your ears and tail so whenever you go into public you always make sure to cover them up so you don't draw unnecessary attention to yourself, Bakugou thinks nothing of it at first until he notices you get visibly upset when you can't find your beanie one night on the way out to the movies

💥The night you can't find your beanie you just try and flatten your ears to your head while walking into the movie theater. He'll look at you and roll his eyes, petting your head gently after ordering your tickets. The unusual action cause your ears to stand at alert before quickly settling back down flat against your head as you nuzzle into his hand. The person in the booth notices this and says in a snarky tone, "Sorry but we don't allow strays in the movie theater" You visibly shrink and stand behind Bakugou tugging his jacket signaling that you want to go home, but you can see the anger on his face so you step back. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL HER?! I'LL KICK YOUR ASS INTO THE GROUND! SHE'S A PERSON NOT AN ANIMAL, TREAT HER LIKE ONE! APOLOGIZE RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR I'LL BEAT YOU INTO THE GROUND SO HARD YOU'LL BE IN THE HOSPITAL FOR WEEKS!" His yelling captures the attention of others around you, the person in the booth looks shaken up as they slowly look at you and apologize deeply, trying to hand you the tickets instead of Bakugou. He snatches the tickets before you can reach them and makes a comment under his breath along the lines of, "Definitely giving this theater a 1 star review after this shit, I should've beat his ass anyway."

💥Sometimes while you're sitting on the floor in front of the couch just scrolling through your phone he'll sit on the couch behind you and run a brush through your fur on your ears and tail. Sometimes if your back hurts he'll give you a back massage and he'll even give you a shoulder massage

💥Sometimes you'll get really introverted and coop yourself up in your shared bedroom where you'll just play games on your phone until he comes home. You'll tell him that you need him to come home because you miss him. He knows when you get like this you need extra attention so if he can he'll leave his agency early, stop by the store to get your favorite snacks, and quickly make his way home to you where he'll find you in a ball on the bed with your tail hugging your body. "I'm here now Princess, I brought you some snacks, come lay on me."

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🔥🧊Todoroki🧊🔥:

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🧊He isn't phased at all, he honestly has a soft spot for cats so the fact that you have cat like features makes him fall in love with you even more

🧊Whenever he gets frustrated or anxious he'll pet your head and roll the tip of your ear gently around between his thumb and index finger because it helps him calm down(Sometimes if he's really frustrated he'll snap at you to come sit down on his lap so he can groom your ears and tail with a brush because that also helps him calm down A LOT)

🧊One day he gets a text from you while you're out at your friend's Bachelorette party, that some dudes at the bar wouldn't stop tugging and pinching your tail so you're now at home.(Little does he know that on the other end you're sobbing against the wall in the kitchen) He immediately tells his assistant that he needs to leave because of 'family' issues and he's home before you know it, more than worried about you. When you look at him from your corner in the kitchen with mascara running down your face, small hiccups and sniffles emitting from your lips, he gets LIVID. "What were their names. I just want to have a talk with them." "If I ever get my hands on them I swear they'll wish they never touched you at all." "NO ONE touches my Princess like that and gets away with it."

🧊You accompany Todoroki to the hospital where is mother resides quite frequently. You enjoy going to see her because she treats you as if you were her own daughter. The first time you were to meet her you were nervous about what she'd think of you, come to find out Todoroki's love for cats came from Rei herself. When her eyes landed on your ears and tail she immediately opened her arms and beckoned for you to come closer. Needless to say.. You just love the extra attention you get from his mother when she pets your head and brushes your tail. Seeing you interact with his mom like that, seeing his mom smile bigger than he's ever known her to, makes his heart melt

🧊Sometimes he'll come home late from his agency, completely exhausted both physically and mentally, but seeing you laying on the couch fast asleep, watching as your ears twitch every now and then makes him realize how much he actually loves you and immediately forgets about his strenuous work day

🧊If you're feeling down (Depending on if he has a day off or not) he'll go out and get you few snacks and some little knickknacks he thinks you'll like, even grabbing a cute plushie for you(This time it's a Polar Bear with a little Coke bottle in its paw), he'll stay at home with you all day watching movies with you on the couch, allowing you to lay your head on his lap while he pets your head and runs his fingers through your hair. When it's time to eat he'll get up and make some cold soba for the both of you, allowing you to eat in the living room(Although he's very neat and tidy and prefers it if you both eat at the dinner table)

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Phew finally done with this one! I'll be making a part 2. And so on, it'll be three boys at a time and then I'll do the girls and pros next! Hope you enjoyed these! 💗

[galacticlamps]

Your creative process is an interesting one my dear. You live dangerously and I respect that lol. It isn't so disorganized as I previously thought when we talked before, now that I understand it better, but even still, interesting!

Also, I'm very curious about hte Ghost based WIP.

haha, thank you! although I feel like "interesting" is a tad on the generous side... then again, "process" might be too lol

I can't honestly call it organized, every once in a while I do legitimately have trouble finding a particular idea (especially if I can't remember a word-for-word phrase I can ctrl + f) - but I think I wound up doing it that way in the first place to encourage myself to actually write things down no matter how small/insignificant the initial idea was - somehow it was less daunting to tack a few lines onto the end of an existing document than create a new file every time I had an idea, because then I'd usually talk myself out of it like, 'nah, I probably wouldn't really develop this anyway, it'll just be something I daydream about for a while & that's it, it's not worth saving a file for.' And I should admit I learned this the hard way - there were entire fandoms I wound up having multiple, fairly developed concepts for - sometimes even with specific lines of narration & dialogue - that lived entirely in my head until I eventually forgot the details one day. I'd always considered writing them down - some I remember actually starting to type out - but then I decided against saving any of it, because that just felt like too much of a commitment, somehow. Two of the biggest casualties actually being Good Omens and Broadchurch, weirdly enough (and unrelated to one another, even though that seems to've become a bit of a crossover fandom since then? that's always amused me, because in my mind the venn diagram between them is david tennant & ill-fated fic ideas)

But the Ghosts one, yes! Unfortunately, very little to do with Ghosts - it started life as a typical "they wake up in bed together the morning after getting drunk at a party thinking 'oh no what did I do?'" scene - but everything's fine, there's some more generally embarrassing details but nothing went on between the two of them they'd be ashamed of. I always pictured it as a pretty modern party, but for some reason taking place in a older mansion-type home (in my head the bedroom had tall windows, molding on the walls, a canopy bed, and, crucially, the softest sheets Jamie'd ever seen) so when I got around to watching that episode of Ghosts, seeing Button House in that context made me go "oh, right! I had a fic a bit like this" and start working on it more seriously. It still doesn't have too much in common with the episode, other than a similar location - it's now set in the near future (2030's, I think) in an old mansion-turned-event-space that UNIT had to co-opt as a base to deal with the monster of the week causing havoc in a nearby town. After that's sorted but before Two, Jamie, and Zoe can get a ride back to London where the Tardis is parked, the relieved locals celebrate with a party that takes over most of the mansion, and since they've been living there for the time being too, they don't have much choice but to attend.

One of the reasons I haven't finished it yet is because the more I wrote of the party itself the less it became about the morning after - not that it was ever a hangover-style mystery, exactly, but proportionally, I've strayed pretty far from the original idea, and I want to decide if I actually like its new structure, since it came about a little unintentionally. But, for the moment at least, it's got Zoe very excited about seeing a party from what would've been her grandparents' generation first-hand, a bartender flirting with Jamie, and Two getting much drunker than he ever intended - I'm not extensively versed in Time Lord lore, but the bit about the Doctor being able to get drunk off of ginger ale always seemed funny to me, and I love the comedic potential of ordering a mixed drink not for the liquor but the mixer instead, and as the night wears on eventually asking for the last one to be "not too strong" - which any sane bartender would interpret as 'less alcohol & more mixer, please' even though that'd be exactly the opposite of what the Doctor wanted. It's a very silly detail but it was begging to be written in a comedy of errors way