#I think I’ll start w a diet tomorrow

[meekahy]

Cool Ranch

This was from this request from anon!

Request:

can u, please🧎🏼‍♀️write something about Folio with a fem reader.? like him teaching her how to be a passenger on a motorcycle (💀) or trying to teach her how to drive one; them shopping at the supermarket because they want a movie night before a concert the next day;; thanks anywayss 💞 ♥️ 🤍

I also saw a tik tok of a couple leaving their helmets on in a book store and it was so cute. Imagine doing that with Folio!

“I’m nervous,” you admitted to Nick as he swung his leg over his motorcycle. Nick had dressed you up in leathers and a helmet. You felt out of place and your head felt heavy.

“I’ve got you. Don’t worry,” Nick smiled at you holding out his hand, and wiggled his fingers in hopes you would still join. You looked away shyly.

“I promise nothing will happen, honey,” he reassured you as he reached for you. Quickly, you wrapped your fingers around his hand as you carefully swung your leg over his motorcycle.

“Now what?” you questioned. 

Without letting go of your hand, he twisted to grab your other hand. Nick wrapped your arms around his middle.

“You gotta keep your arms around me, babe,” Nick smirked.

“Oh, gotcha,” you admit shyly, a blush graced your cheeks as you interlock your fingers together. Nick then started the motorcycle. The engine roaring to life startled you. It made you jump while Nick chuckled. 

He glanced back at you, “Are you good?”

“I think so,” you said into the intercom in the helmet. Nick smiled as he shifted gears and slowly left the driveway. “Hold on,” he announced as he sped up. Your arms snaked around his torso tighter. Nick smiled at the movement. You shut your eyes tight and rested your head against his shoulders. 

“Are you alright?” Nick questioned.

You lifted your head, “I think so. It just feels like you’re going so fast,” you confessed. 

“Sorry, babe,” he mumbled, “I’ll slow down a bit.”

He slows down and then after a little while, he pulls into the store’s parking lot.

“Okay, don’t get off until I say,” he requested. You agreed as he shut off the engine and flipped the kickstand up.

“Alright, love, you can get up now,” Nick assured you. You slipped your hand in his to steady you as you got up and off. Nick got off the bike and laced his hand with yours. You left the helmets on as you walked into the store. It was just a pain trying to deal with them.

Heading straight for the food section, you planned on gathering some snacks for a movie night tomorrow before he heads on tour again.

“What kind of snacks would you like?” you asked Nick.

“Hmm,” he squeezed your hand a few times before dragging you over to the chips section, “gotta have chips, babe.” “Doritos?” you considered. 

“Only if they’re cool ranch,” he responded as he reached for a bag. 

“What do you want? Let me guess, some Ruffles? But the cheesy kind?” Nick inquired.

“Oh wow, how did you know?” you whispered sarcastically.

“Babe,” he said as he turned to you and gazed into your eyes, “it’s because I know you more than I know myself.”

“You’re the sweetest, baby,” you muttered. 

“Can we get Cheeto’s Puffs too?” you said after a beat.

“Of course,” Nick replied.

You rested your head and helmet against his shoulder for a second before asking, “Do you want any candy?”

“Hell yes I do,” he exclaimed as he pulled you to the candy aisle.

“Oh! Let’s get Twizzlers! And maybe some chocolate?” you asked.

“Yes! And Nerd’s rope! I need some Nerd’s rope, babe,” he said as he looked over at you.

You grabbed the candy and started to pull him to another aisle. “Drinks?” you inquired.

“Dr. Pepper,” Nick sang. You laughed as he grabbed a bottle and then grabbed a bottle of Diet Pepsi for you.

“God, you know me very well,” you gushed, looking up to him.

Nick smiled a goofy smile as he directed you towards the checkout.

Out in the parking lot, Nick stashed the bags of snacks into the motorcycle. He got on it and held his hand out. You smiled, grabbed his hand, and got on the motorcycle with ease. “Wow, look at you, babe!” he cheered. Smirking, you enveloped Nick in your arms. Nick then started the bike and drove out of the parking lot. 

When you got home, you waited till Nick turned off the bike and put up the kickstand before you got up.

“Do you like riding the bike with me?” Nick asked as he took off his helmet. He walked over and helped undo the buckle on your helmet.

“I loved it, babe,” you mused as you wrapped your arms around his middle again. This time, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.

“That makes me so happy. You have no idea,” he confessed as he peeled himself from you reluctantly. He smiled to himself as he walked back to his bike to retrieve the snacks.

You walked into the house and planned on changing into some comfy clothes. Coming out into the living room, you switched on the TV while Nick put the bags of snacks on the coffee table. 

“I’m going to go change. Why don’t you pick a movie for us to watch, yeah?” Nick yelled while he walked to the bedroom.

You brought up Netflix and selected your profile. You clicked on movies and then started your search. 

“Find something?” Nick asked as he jumped on the couch and slipped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close.

“Not yet, but there’s School of Rock?” you suggested. 

“Fuck yes! We have to watch that,” he shrieked as he reached up for his bottle of Dr. Pepper. You selected the movie and hit play. Jack Black dominated the screen as his funny demeanor and lines made the two of you belly laugh. 

“It’ll blow the classical music out your butt,” Jack Black’s character tells another while you quote the movie alongside Jack.

You and Nick quoted the movie, laughed, and sang as you cuddled close together.

“I don’t want you to go, Nick,” you confessed as the credits rolled. You shifted and looked up at his face.

He looked at you for a moment, the sadness on your face shown as he cupped your cheek with his hand.

“Oh, honey. You know I’ll miss you so so so much,” he professed as he leaned his forehead against your own.

“I know, I’ll miss you more,” you stated as a tear slipped down your cheek. Nick pulled away and wiped away the stray tear.

“Hmm, maybe you should come with me,” Nick proposed, looking you in the eyes.

You gasped, “Why didn’t I think of that?” You jumped into his arms, and he caught you with ease as he pulled you so close.

“I’m taking that as a yes,” he asked you.

“Babe, of course!” you exclaimed trying to hug him closer. You quickly crushed your lips against his in a hungry kiss. Your lips melted together as Nick’s hands roamed your body. 

You pulled back, gasping for air, “I should pack,” you whispered.

Nick chuckled, “Yes, you should. I should tell the guys.”

You hulled yourself from Nick’s lap and you skipped to the bedroom to grab your bag.

Nick pulled out his phone, giggling at your excitement. Having you by his side on tour would make his heart full. He couldn’t stop smiling as he texted the group chat. He couldn’t wait to spend so much time with you.

“BABE! How many pairs of underwear should I bring?” you screamed from the bedroom. Nick laughed so hard as he got up and headed to the bedroom.

[roxygenstudiesagain]

100 days of productivity (1/100) 12/7/22

I don’t intend to make this a daily record, mostly milestones n notable days. I woke up a lil later than I planned but I think I needed the lie-in to deal with all the moments I had to be patient today. I deffo feel like something new is starting, not just coz the semester and year is ending. Just a lot of cool resources falling into my lap and I appreciate it so much!

Today’s highlights

Was driven to campus, had to do my tuberculosis screening. My blister blew up lol. Friday and all this packet hustling for my new gig will be over. At least my boss likes me!

After months of feral avoidance I finally signed up with a new primary care provider! I hope my symptoms didn’t get too unsolvable in the time this took

Stood up for my name and bronouns even though I was nervous. Telling people I’m a boy called Roxy is hard, especially when they’re expecting a girl. I played it cool and grateful and the receptionist actually did a really amazing job handling it. I might ask for her details so I can commend her to her boss

Did a delivery gig that was over 20 usd, did the pickup, got food paid for by my college for me and my wife

Returned one of my portable WiFi hotspots and renewed another And got a 6 month Chromebook loan from the library (will have to tiktok it later). It’s like untouched. So fast. Writing is going to be a breeze.

Created a gif for one of my assignments at college (graphics) and commented on the sharing forum, reviewed all homework to do till the semester ends.

Got my grade back for my screenwriting class! Treatment got 23/25!! I’m happy I’ll take it :)

Sent a message to my professor about the spec script I’m thinking of doing and she approves of it and my potential entry into a very cool workshop ;^) watch this space

Things I gotta do soon:

Participate in screenwriting class at least a lil tomorrow

Get back into regular exercise (bike and ringfit. Hit 100 sessions a couple weeks back)

Keep up doing ukulele practice (I’ve actually been weirdly motivated as of recent)

Diet overhaul, talk with nutritionist about making something that will help me thrive

Book all my medical investigations, especially sleep study/pcos/plantar fasciitis resolutions. Maybe even scoliosis…. Now I have something nearby I can bug about stuff that I’ve ignored for years esp dental

Get into the swing of storyboards for my friends game

Get back into yoga

Establish a routine of communication w my family

Get on top of bills and cards

Pay off visa n sort citizenship

Work till the new semester starts, keep applying for animation gigs, grow LinkedIn and online platforms, folio fixes

Get back into publishing comic pages

[ruvatia]

Sorry if this is a bit much with everything going on, but could I request a scenario where the Paladins + Matt & Lotor have a black s/o and they’re scared abt everything that’s happening in their country and are sad that racial injustice is happening? I’ve been rlly worried the past few days, but if this is smth too uncomfy I understand ;w; Thank you 💖💖💖

This got really long, I apologize but I turned it into half-headcanons with just the main paladins-- i apologize for not doing all the characters you’ve mentioned, but I don’t think they would fit all in a single post anyways www

On another note I hope you and every other reader take good care of their mental health; it’s important to be aware of what’s going on but it’s also important to be in the right mindspace to be able to tackle everything that’s being shared. It’s pain that’s been boiling for a very long time and there is absolutely no shame in taking some downtime to recover before heading back into current issues.

SHIRO:

If you were saddened, Shiro would suggest that maybe you switch to something else; if there was something that he knows will distract you and temporarily have you be a little more at ease, he’d do that!

But also maybe add a little twist-- extra soft blankets (fresh out of the oven! Screw the bills you’re worth it), extra cheese on your favorite dish, whatever it is that can make your smile a little wider, bigger or brighter just let him know!

Would give you hugs if you asked, but usually Shiro pets your head and brushes your cheek for comfort

He also does this when he wants to ask something of you, but thats another story

Why the TV was still on was a mystery to you, you’d stopped listening a long time ago. Your partner besides you noticed, and you felt the hand around your shoulder tighten his grip a little, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“Hey, maybe we should watch something else?” he asked softly, brushing your cheek with his hand. “I can’t really listen to this anymore.”

“Yeah… Sure.” you replied, though it felt like an automated response more than your actual opinion.

“Okay, I’ll switch to that weird show Pidge recorded the other day, we agreed to watch it, right?” he replied, quickly grabbing the remote to change the program.

The first episode started playing, but the moment that it did, you felt cold as Shiro left your side.

“Where are you going?” you asked, your interlaced fingers the only thing keeping him close.

“Ah, I thought I’d make us something. We both kinda skipped dinner….”

He’d thought about putting something together that you’d like, maybe order dessert to surprise you but seeing the look on your face, leaving your side was the hardest thing to do right now.

So he gave in, and your both fell asleep until the doorbell rang with your delivery.

KEITH:

I have this headcanon that Keith isn’t very good with physical touch but after the end of voltron and after enough time of humanitarian relief, he learns how important it is for someone that’s in a specific state of mind

So the best he has to offer when his words fail is physical touch

Over your time together he’s learned what you need depending on your mood, and it helped him out lots when you were more vocal about it-- if anything he liked it when you asked for things that he could easily deliver, he’d do anything to see you smile

A hand came over your phone screen, Keith’s fingers lacing into yours and making you drop the device onto the crevices of the sofa.

“Why did you--”

“You’ve been staring at that thing for the past hour, biting at your nails.” he said in a worried tone. “That’s enough. We’re going to bed.”

“But it’s just--”

“We’re going to bed.” he repeated in a harsher tone, lifting you off your seat.

Keith sat down onto the bed first, pulling you into him. You both fell onto the bed, Keith quickly pulling the covers over your shoulders before his arms came around you.

“My alarm is my phone.”

“That’s nice, but we both know we have nothing to do tomorrow.” he replied right away, making you chuckle.

“Keith…” you called, your hands sneaking up to his face.

You brushed away some of his hair from his face as he gave you a complicated expression, unable to reflect the small smile you wore. He knew things were shit outside, that being apart from your family and other loved ones was a toll on both you and that lately negative thoughts have plagued you more often than not but Keith, despite his good intention was still somewhat of an awkward man.

“Thank you.”

He kissed you in reply and you both left it at that, glad that he had someone like you to meet him halfway.

LANCE:

Lots of hugs the moment he feels something is off with you

Will be a brat™ for the sole purpose of distracting you, bET

I feel like post-series Lance tries his best to be as observant as Allura and tries to understand others better-- but it didn't take a genius or incredible empath to know why your eyes looked like they were about to overflow at the sight of the news.

I’d like to think that Lance, with a big connected family is one of the paladins that very easily gets what you’re going through, wouldn’t be surprised he’s been called one or two things in his past either

That being said it doesn’t mean that he completely understands your personalized struggles with racial injustices that you encounter everyday; as another minority himself + coming from a culture and upbringing that might be different than yours, its a very different experience.

Memories flooded as the news anchor spoke about “lootings” and as you scrolled down your feed to see feeble attempts at sympathy from local peacekeepers. You sigh and retweet another thread, only to find something equally as shocking right after. You stopped commenting in quote retweets a while ago, you felt like you were constantly repeating that none of this was okay and that a reform was desperately needed. Rather than typing out your thoughts you typed out your name, address and email over and over again, signing one petition after the other.

Hearing sigh after sigh, Lance eventually put an arm around your shoulder. He startled you, but his soft voice made both your shoulders and your guard lower.

“Hey, do you want to make a midnight snack with me? I’m getting kinda hungry.”

“What about that new rule we were talking about? Not eating 4 hours before we went to bed?”

“Every diet has one or two cheat days, don’t they?” he replied, kissing one of your eyelids. “Come on, I’m sure your neck is sore from being like that for so long.”

In the end you both made some soul-food until a food-coma knocked you out until tomorrow. In the morning, you realized that Lance must’ve woken up in the middle of the night because you remember cuddling on the couch, and yet you’re waking up on the bed. Of course, still in his arms.

HUNK:

Having a sensible heart, I feel like both you and hunk would struggle a little about maintaining a healthy distance with current events.

Though overtime he would understand that keeping in touch with everything that’s going on is important, but not at the sake of burning out

His best bet, to him, to pull you out of a such a dark space is with comfort food

“Ok ppl feel like they want to eat a horse but they actually cant when they’re in that mind space Hunk, let’s make something sweet and small; something direct and straight to the point! Let’s add smiley faces on it!”

Your turned down the volume from the news, let your head fall backwards and brought up your forearm over your closed eyes. It felt warm and made it you realize that you had probably been staring very intensely at the screen as a wave of comfort hit your eyes the moment they were drowned in darkness. Letting out a deep breath, you stilled and let yourself bask in your thoughts until a familiar voice brought you back.

“Maybe a little bit more sugar? No, then it would be disbalanced. The base is already so sweet-- Ah, I have to take the cupcakes out or else they might get burned!”

You felt a smile grow on your lips, making you ignore the horrid news being broadcasted to turn to your partner that as usual, seemed to juggle ten thousand things to create a whole meal.

“What’s going on over here?” you asked, leaning over the counter to note that one of your favorite dishes was made and machines that were mostly used for baking had been brought out.

“Oh you know, just a little pick me up for my most favorite person ever.” he shrugged, but a smile soon came to his face. His hands were full but he leaned over, his lips meeting your cheek. “Things outside are a little dark, so I thought we could both use a little something nice.”

He turned on the machine after dropping a drop of dye to make it your favorite color and within a few minutes the icing was finished. Hunk scooped up a small amount on his finger and brought it to his lips and nod.

“Wanna taste?” he asked you, his finger dipping into the icing.

A mischievous grin spread on your features as you took his wrist and let his finger fall on your tongue, the sweetness quickly spreading through your mouth. The yellow paladin shivered as you let his digit hang in your mouth for longer than necessary, letting out a satisfied hum when you returned it to him.

“Tastes perfect.”

PIDGE:

She knew what could be fixed, she knew how to fix it but this meant she was also aware of how long such a transition would take

I think Pidge would be similar to Shiro: whatever she remembers that helps you be at ease, she would defect to that in hopes to maybe distract you for a while.

I don’t think Pidge is a very touchy person either, so if she reaches out to you _physically_ in worry, it’s a very clear sign she’s serious/anxious

I feel like she would reach out in other ways and then if she knew you were in a specific state of mind where touch was not useful, or if she just also wanted to try things out lol

As you watched the twisted information that was being shared on screen, another message caught your attention. Rather than a small red icon in the corner, a small window appeared in the middle of your computer screen.

<I found a way to modify notifications sent to another device.>

The video had stopped, every horrible gif about police brutality was paused and there was nothing else but the small window pidge had thrown onto your screen. You chuckled, and felt a pressure behind your working chair.

Another message popped up.

<You’ve been catching up with twitter for the past two hours. Surely you’re done now?>

A soft laugh came from you, making Pidge release a breath she didn’t know she was holding. You typed out an answer:

<Is it possible to be completely caught up with twitter? I follow like 500 accounts.>

<Okay, but half of them are just cat videos and the other half are just retweets of said videos.>

<Oh here I was thinking that this was an intervention to brighten my mood. We’re dragging each other’s follows now?>

<Oh please like you don’t want to be dragged, with that kind of follow list.>

<I can’t believe you’ve done this.>

You both laughed, before Pidge turned around and tapped your shoulder. She let her hand float in the air, yours coming to join it as a soon as your turned her way.

“Wanna take a nap?” she asked, letting her head fall onto your shoulder. “I had Chip make some hot chocolate, Hunk style.”

You squeezed her hand, putting your computer on sleep mode.

“Yeah, that sounds nice.”

[vtforpedro]

health update - long post

hi everyone! I think it's been a month and a half or so since my last update I saw a rheumatologist, had MRIs done, and got my results back from my hematologist SO cancer: still undetectable in my blood, check every 3 months and hope it doesn't show up for a long time lol \o/ I don't think I can say I'm in remission until a certain amount of time has passed but I hope I can say that one day MRIs: actually show some possible improvement with the chiari and spinal fluid flow? and if there IS improvement (like the radiologist who wrote the report had the MRI from a year ago as reference and his findings were all 'normal' compared to april 2020, but it was hard to get an answer out of my neurologist and neurosurgeon if there was solid evidence of physical improvement). but yeah IF there's improvement, that is highly indicative of IIH because my neurosurgeon told me when people with IIH lose weight, the chiari often corrects itself because there's less pressure and more room in the skull for the cerebellar tonsils to be in a normal position. regular chiari that you're born with doesn't do that lol so if there IS improvement with weight loss, then yeah, IIH. even if they don't wanna put in the diagnostic code for it without a lumbar puncture sigh lol I hate typing this because I'm so paranoid it'll all go to shit if I talk about it, but there have been improvements as I've lost weight. I seem to have a couple weeks where my head isn't so severe, mostly manageable with a few awful days. then I'll have a few weeks of it being Really Really bad with a few not-so-awful days. which IIH can do this sort of 'remission' thing but considering it was like 24/7 with no breaks for a year I'd say this is moving in the direction I want it to completely changed my diet a handful of months ago and adjusting it still to be even healthier/more fulfilling. I started using the Noom app (paid sub version) cause it's so focused on psychology instead of 'dieting' and building habits that are sustainable in the long, long-term. I really love it so far. the routine of doing it at the same time every day has already made me feel better mentally about my weight loss journey despite my struggles with losing weight, I am officially down 20lbs \o/ they say for improving/curing IIH, you need to lose 10-20% of your body weight. well, 10% down! time to lose another 20, but I don't find it intimidating and I'm not dreading it. it's hard to have hope, especially on really bad weeks, but I'm taking it one day at a time. definitely not cured but I'm aiming for 40lbs more (so 60 altogether) and by then, maybe, just maybe.... rheumatologist/autoimmune disorder results: so I went to a rheum cause I got that positive autoimmune disorder blood test with the possibility of lupus or scleroderma. she said that she gets so many hematology patients because leukemia and lymphoma have blood antibodies, so it will almost always show up as positive on this antibody test and most people actually won't have an additional autoimmune disorder. I don't have a lot of symptoms of lupus or scleroderma according to her, so she told me don't worry about autoimmune disorders for three months. don't think about them. we'll repeat labs then and see what they say. so that's good news so far and I hope it remains that way 15%+ of the population will test positive on the same test without having any health issues, which I found interesting. and I asked since I already have an autoimmune disorder, tho it's endocrine versus rheumatic, if that would also trigger a positive result and she said yes it would! so yeah... I hope by late July I can still say I don't have an additional autoimmune disorder I see a gastroenterologist tomorrow for the bloating/abdominal pain and other stuff I've been having. I have a feeling I'll be given some antacids (or w/e they're called when it's prescription strength) and that will improve. but jfc I'm up to eight specialists now lol NINE doctors are following my health god it's such a shitty feeling especially when I can barely trust any of them. at

least they all believe me now, but it cost me my quality of life and mental health to even get to this point so I'm still feeling pretty fucking bitter and angry about it all you know what's really hard about completely changing my diet + starting new medications/supplements? for some reason at the beginning of all of this when I was experiencing repeated trauma at the ER, my brain developed a phobia of allergic reactions, despite the fact that I've never had one for food/medicine (I'm talking anaphylactic reactions). so now every single new thing I eat, every new med or supplement, I go through panic attacks for days on end thinking I'm going to die before it starts easing. also, anxiety makes your throat feel like it's closing up and that it's harder to breathe already so lmao fun times. I literally never thought about this in all my life and I never even experienced an allergic reaction to develop this intense fear, so you know. fuck doctors for putting me through this when it was all so unnecessary sigh anyway. still can't watch videos, tv, movies, read, bend over, walk for longer than 5 minutes, and can't talk for long either because it'll trigger a head episode. I'm terrified I won't be able to do these things ever again, but I'm still aiming for my goal weight no matter what and I know I can get there bouncing between misery and hopelessness, and slightly less misery and some hope right now, but I guess that's better than it's been for a year, right? sorry for rambling. I feel like a lot has gone on but I've also had the biggest gaps between doc appts in a while which is a relief just because I can't stand being in medical buildings or around doctors anymore completely vaccinated too, so that's another relief, but I'm wearing masks until americans get their heads out of their asses and we start seeing little to no community spread cause I am still immunocompromised. wouldn't it be nice if people like, idk, cared about each other ok sorry! I hope you're all well and healthy and safe. I love you very much and I'm grateful for your support, forever and always! <3

[binniebutter]

Too Late

Pairing: Lee Chan x Reader, Jeon Wonwoo x Reader

Genre: Angst, fluff, e2l au, hogwarts au

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: a couple of swear words

Summary: “He was too late”... “She was too late.”

a/n: This is for my secret santa @samuelkimz​ i’m sorry it’s so late, and i’m also sorry because there is not a lot of fluff in here if any

“Lee Chan!” All heads in The Great Hall turned in the direction of your voice. Except for one, belonging to the bane of your existence. Lee Chan, who often goes by Dino, was currently laughing his ass off at your demise. At the sight of you two everyone went back to what they were doing, used to yours and Chan’s altercations by now.

“W-what? I-I didn’t even d-do anyth- HAHAHA,”he couldn’t finish his sentence as his laughter bubbled up again. And you did have to admit, you would be the same way if you were in his position. Laughing so much that your stomach would start hurting. you’d probably take pictures too if you were being honest.

“Oh so your foot just so happened to move in between the tables right as I was walking past you, Lee? And is it just a coincidence that that made me trip and drop all of my bloody food huh?” If this had been anybody else you wouldn’t dare speak to them that way. But of course, it's Chan, your well-known enemy.

Lee Chan, Slytherin seeker and one of the most popular boys at Hogwarts. He and 12 other boys make up Seventeen, a group known for not only their good looks, but also their talent. They were the it boys of magic. Everyone wanted to either date them or be them. You, you wanted neither. You just wanted them to leave you alone. Well, except for your best friend Seungkwan. Speaking of the devil…

“Ok Y/n how about we don’t commit a murder today. Come now, there’s no use crying over spilt potion.” It was a good thing that he had come at that time seeing as you were 5 seconds away from punching that douche in the face. Seungkwan led you away from Chan, towards the Gryffindor table. He gave you his food to eat, claiming that he was on another diet.

“Again, Kwannie. You need to eat! Here let’s share this Steak and Kidney pudding!”

“No, I can’t-”

You shoved a spoonful into his mouth anyway.

“What a prick,” you scoffed under your breath. As you were preparing to stand up again a pale hand came into your view. Slowly you looked up and came face to face with Jeon Wonwoo. Your breath hitched as you met his eyes. He was stunning, maybe not as handsome as Chan but stunning nonetheless. 

What are you saying you dingbat. Did you just call that idiot handsome!?!?

What are you saying you dingbat. Did you just call that idiot handsome!?!?

Wonwoo clears his throat and it isn’t until then that you realize that you had been staring at his face for a little too long. You blushed and took his hand, feeling a little insecure about your weight.

“Thank you Wonwoo,” you said in a small, timid voice. This is how you usually are. Quiet and shy, but Chan really brings out the worst in you. You look down, blush still prominent on your face, and it was only then that you realized your books scattered across the floor. 

You let out a groan as you fell to your knees and started to pick up the textbooks one by one. As you were about to pick up your potions book, a hand beat you to it. The same hand that had helped you off the floor. He’s pretty nice for a Ravenclaw.

After gathering all your books, you stood up and rushed towards The Fat Lady, muttering a quick thanks to Wonwoo on the way. 

“Caput Draconis,” you all but rushed the words out, an even more urgent feeling to get in your bed overcoming you. Once inside the common room, you headed up the stairs, taking the steps two at a time. Bursting into your room, you flopped down into your bed, not even bothering to take your robes off before you fell into a deep sleep.

“Y/n come on! Let’s build a snowman!” A voice called. One that you’d definitely heard before but you can’t put a name to it.

“I can’t, it’s too cold!” Is that…your voice. It definitely is but you don’t remember ever moving your mouth.

“It’s not that cold, you big baby.”

“But I’m your big baby aren’t I,” your voice responded. 

“Y/nnnn,” the voice whined, “Wake up.”

“Huh?” that voice. Where have you heard that voice from?

“Y/n, wake up. Wake up.” Isn’t that...

“Wake up you bloke! It’s suppertime.” 

Chan.

After your rude awakening, you and a couple of girls were walking to The Great Hall. They were all gossiping about something you could care less about and you were pretending to listen. But your mind was elsewhere. You kept going back to your dream. Was that Chan’s voice? And were you guys dating? God, you got a headache just thinking about it.

“Y/n? Were you even listening?” Seulgi asked you. She was nice and you kinda feel bad because you were, in fact, not listening.

“I-I’m sorry? What did you say?”

“I asked you if you have a date for the Yule Ball? We all do and we’re so excited!” you know she meant well. You did. But it kinda hurt knowing that you don’t have a date to the ball and that you probably would never get one.

Before you could answer her, someone else did from behind you.

“Yes, she does. Well, if she’ll allow me to take her?” You slowly turned around and, for the second time that day, came face to face with Jeon Wonwoo. Jesus, he’s everywhere. He let out a little chuckle at your expression which you guess was a mixture of confusion, surprise, and skepticism. “Well? Will you be my date to the Yule Ball?”

You weren’t an idiot. You know that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity because for as long as you have been at Hogwarts, no one has ever been Jeon Wonwoo’s date to a ball. No one. You turned to look at the girls who were all sporting looks of jealousy, except for Seulgi. You turned back to look at Wonwoo, who for some reason was way closer than before. You let out a nervous giggle.

“Uh, s-sure Wonwoo. I’d love to be your date to the Yule Ball.”

You let out a deep breath before going down to the Gryffindor common room. Your dark blue dress was flowing behind you as you walked down the stairs. You’ll admit, you looked great. Seulgi was nice enough to help you with your makeup, which you were extremely grateful for. You probably would’ve poked your eye out if you had attempted it yourself. As you made it down, wolf whistles could be heard from your friends. You rolled your eyes before making your way over to them, slightly wobbly because of your heels. 

“Damn ma, you look good,” one of your friends, Yeonjun, said upon your arrival.

“Shut up,” you replied while rolling your eyes.

“I’m serious, Wonwoo won’t be able to keep his off of you.”

Which was true. He told you himself a little while later at the ball while you were slow-dancing. 

“You look really beautiful tonight.”

“Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself.” He chuckled before leaning closer to you to whisper in your ear.

“Come outside with me.” You looked at him, confused, before slightly nodding your head. He held out his hand for you to take and you did, your other hand holding up your dress so that you don’t trip. Neither of you noticed a pair of eyes watching you leave the room.

Once outside, you took a seat on a bench, glad to be out of that stuffy room and off of your feet. You were definitely going to have blisters tomorrow. Wonwoo sat next to you, planning his next move. He decided to just be straightforward.

“Hey Y/n, look here for a second.” And the moment you did, you were met with a pair of soft lips on yours. Your eyes widened as you froze, not believing that the Jeon Wonwoo was kissing you. After a few seconds, Wonwoo pulled away from you. He searched your eyes for any sign that you liked him back but saw nothing. He frowned and moved back in to kiss you again, as if that would make you like him, but was stopped by your hand.

“W-what was that? Why did you just kiss me!?”

“I like you, Y/n. That’s why I asked you to the ball so that I could tell you fo my feelings. Do...do you like me as well?” You frowned at the question. Wonwoo was nice, he always has been. And there’s no denying that he’s attractive. He’d be a very good boyfriend. But, while Wonwoo was kissing you, all you could think of was one person. Chan.

“I’m sorry Wonwoo, but I like-”

“Chan,” he finished for you. “Yea, I figured. You should go to him. Go get your man,” he said with a wink. You giggled at the action before thanking him and running back inside. Wonwoo watched you run inside, his heart sinking into his stomach. 

He was too late.

You rushed back to the ballroom, being careful not to trip. You burst through the doors, which may have been a tad dramatic but you didn’t give a bloody shit, looking for your target. You pushed through people, looking frantically for Chan, bumping into Yeonjun on the way.

“Jun! Do you know where Chan is!?!?” You yelled over the music.

“Chan? As in Lee Chan???” You nodded. “He’s right there,” he said pointing to somewhere behind you. And you wished that you didn’t turn around. Because there was your enemy turned crush snogging a girl against the wall. You hadn’t even noticed that tears were running down your face until Yeonjun asked if you were ok. You sniffed, turning to him.

 “Yea, I’m fine.” Lie

She was too late.

this sucks bye, also justine I swear to god I’ll write fluff for you.

[capaimagines]

mark tuan - anemic

Pairing: Mark Tuan x choreographer!reader | Genre: angst & fluff | Warnings: passing out, reader not eating but not ED related, hospital, needles and blood drawing | WC: 1.1k

Request: Omg I love your extra member fics!!! Can I request where the reader is git7s choreographer and also marks gf!!! And she is so focused on helping them for their comeback that she forgets to eat and she passes out but also it's worse than it seems because she's anaemic so she needs to go to the hospital

“Let’s take ten and then start on the next song!” You called out and the others nodded gratefully.

You wiped the excessive amount of sweat from your forehead and collapsed on the ground, utterly exhausted. You smiled to yourself as you glanced to the side at the seven boys that were breathing heavily and dramatically as they sprawled across the floor and couch.

If someone had told you seven years ago that accepting the dance teacher position would have led you to where you were today, you would have laughed in their face. You thought you’d just be teaching the incoming trainees, not working with one of JYP’s most successful groups.

However, the boys were all super welcoming to you and you only had to yell at them sometimes.  That was also when Mark started to take an interest in you. It was helpful because while you had Korean relatives, you had never lived in Korea or knew much about the culture until moving here.  Your Korean wasn’t the best, but it was passable and the boys were always helping you learn more, especially Mark.

It didn’t take long for you two to start dating. While you would get teasing from BamBam and Yugyeom, you both knew when you needed to be professional. You stood up from the ground and placed your hand on your head as you had a sudden rush of a dizzy spell which resulted in you squeezing your eyes shut in hopes it would pass quickly.

“Y/N, you okay?” You opened your eyes to see Youngjae in front of you, hands out as if he was ready to catch you at any moment. You smiled at him and nodded.  

“I’m fine! I just need to take my pills. I haven’t eaten much the past few days either.” Youngjae nodded in understanding before calling out to you as he walked the other way.

“I’ll save you the biggest portion of noodles,” He winked which caused you to chuckle.

You walked over to your bag, digging through it for your pills. You had been diagnosed with anemia when you were a little girl and had been on different pills and vitamins since to balance it out.  However, watching your diet and not skipping meals played a big part in that too. You felt a little guilty for sugarcoating it to Youngjae.

Due to you being so focused on making this their best comeback yet, you had neglected to eat regularly and properly, let alone sleep normally. You had been up for hours the past month perfecting their choreography because you wanted to make sure they had something great to show the fans.

You groaned out in annoyance as you realized you forgot your pills back at Mark’s. You stood up, hoping that just eating something would help, however the minute you stood up, you paled and collapsed on the ground with a thud.  

“Y/N!” Mark yelled as he ran over to you. You were extremely pale and your pulse was low, “Call an ambulance!” He yelled in panic.

⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙

The boys were crowded in your small room, waiting for you to wake up. The doctor had taken some blood and confirmed your iron levels were dangerously low which also made your oxygen levels really low. Mark sat at your bedside, staring at the oxygen mask on your face and listening intently for the beeping of the heart monitor.

He knew you were anemic and he had always been diligent on making sure you were eating and taking all your supplements properly, but he couldn’t help but feel a little guilty that this was somehow his fault. You had both been so busy lately that he had slacked off on making sure you were okay.

“She’ll be alright,” Jaebeom said as he placed a hand on Mark’s shoulder, “She’s a tough one and will be up and dancing in no time,” He reassured which prompted Mark to only nod and sigh as he interlocked your hands and kissed your knuckles. 

You stirred, fluttering your eyes open and groaning at the pounding in your head.  

“Y/N!”  Mark shouted, moving closer to you. You winced as you saw the needle in your hand.  

“Mark, w-what happened?” You stuttered, your head was hurting and you were confused as to why you were in the hospital with a needle in your hand.

“You passed out,” Jinyoung explained calmly, on the other side of your bed as he offered you a kind smile.  

“You, missy, haven’t been taking care of yourself properly,” Yugyeom teased, pinching your shin as you could only roll your eyes at him. You were always hounding them to take care of themselves and eat and sleep properly and now, here you were, in a hospital bed because you didn’t take your own advice.

“I think this is the perfect time for us to nag you about it now,” BamBam teased with a wink and you groaned.  

“The maknae’s giving me life advice? The world is really ending,” They feigned offense and Mark chuckled. The color was back to your skin and you didn’t look dead anymore.

“I’m glad you’re okay.” He murmured and you smiled, running your hand without the IV in it through his hair.  

“I’m sorry for worrying you,” You all sat there, talking about nonsense, “When can I go home though?” You asked, you just really hated laying in bed and you’d much rather do that at home with Mark.  

Mark shook his head, “Not until the doctor clears you. So, I’ll be back tomorrow to keep you company,” Your eyes widened as he kissed your forehead and stood up.  

“You can’t be serious! I’m fine now! I don’t even feel dizzy anymore!” Mark only clicked his tongue, shaking his head as Jaebeom gathered everyone else to leave.

“Get some rest, noona! Make sure you eat properly! Three meals a day or we’re firing you!”  Yugyeom teased as he skipped out of the room. You glared at him and then at your supposed boyfriend.  

“You can’t be serious?” He only smiled at you, kissing your forehead one more time.

“Eight hours of sleep and three meals tomorrow and maybe I’ll consider letting you go home,” He chuckled before walking out of the room.

“I thought you loved me!”

[twistedlymad]

Hello there, I love blogs and your writing. If you have the time, can you please write about the MC (fem reader) where she accidentally summons Stitch himself, befriends him, Stitch took an instant liking to her, with the TW guys becoming jealous to the new familiar and Stitch causing all sorts of mischief and pranks towards them. Thank you, keep up the good work and stay safe

Ohmaigawd. When I first read your request, I was honestly shocked! OwO

I literally could not have made the connection between Twisted Wonderland and Stitch at all! When I started writing, I did so many research! Forgive me, but, I have not seen any episode nor movie related to Stitch during my entire childhood, hence the research ahaha

One note though, I cannot make you summon Stitch as he already is a being on his own. However, I can make him appear in Twisted Wonderland :’)

Anyway, I hope this story lives up to your expectations! Thank you for requesting and have a lovely day! 

What if Stitch appeared in Twisted Wonderland? (Ft. Grim, Ace, Deuce, Sebek, Jack, Epel and Crowley) (Twisted Wonderland crossover w/Lilo and Stitch)

It was a quiet night at Night Raven College, no unnecessary arguments, no drama involving dorm leaders nor their members and most importantly, no fights occurring.

Or so you thought.

After having dinner, you and Grim went back to your Ramshackle Dorm after saying your goodnights to your friends.

“Fgnaaaaa! That deluxe-katsudon was the best dinner I’ve ever had!” Grim said as you put him on top of your head. It was his go-to spot for relaxing.

“You always say that to anything you eat.” You said, laughing. “You should cut down on all the extensive eating, you don’t want to have a certain teacher order you to run laps more than usual now do you?” You continued, a slight smirk on your face as you felt slight shivering on top of your head.

“Ahaha, you know what? Maybe I’ll skip lunch tomorrow.” The creature said to you and you shook your head.

“I told you to pay attention to your diet, not skip out on meals. It’s unhealthy.” You said as you opened the door to your humble Ramshackle Dorm, Grim jumping from your head and went inside. Before you went in yourself, you took a look outside and saw that the sky was clear and the moon shone upon you with no distractions. You felt a slight breeze blow through your hair and decided that it was a perfect weather to take a walk.

“Grim, I’m going to take a walk! You can go to sleep without me!” You yelled into the dorm before closing the door behind you and went on your walk.

You weren’t far from the dorm, in fact, you were taking your walk on the small field behind the building, enjoying the peace and quiet for once. As you looked up to the sky again, you noticed the stars that littered the sky. You took out your phone and took a picture of the night sky. However, a certain star caught your eye.

It was rather large to be a star? You thought it must be because the star was relatively close. You almost shrugged it off, keyword: almost. You would’ve went on your merry way if it wasn’t for a certain fact about the star.

It was getting bigger, it looked as if it was right above you. Once your mind had taken this fact into realization, your legs got the message and began to move out of the way. You ran to a few trees and hid behind one of them. A crash was heard soon after, it was rather loud, Grim would have probably heard it if it wasn’t for the fact that he was asleep. You peeked your head out from behind the tree to see what had happened, but all you could see was smoke.

Your mind had told you to get back into the dorm and call Crowley but your curiosity got the better of you. You began to walk towards the smoke to see what had crashed. You craned your neck, trying to get a better view when all of a sudden a part of the crash had flung open. You were taken aback and took a few steps back, fearing for whatever would emerge from the thing.

However, the only thing that emerged is a blue koala? Was it even a koala? You weren’t sure. Your whole body froze as it looked at you.

But what scared you the most was the fact he had 4 arms.

AND 4 GUNS?!

The creature then pointed the guns at you and your arms immediately flailed up to shield your face.

“D-Don’t shoot! I wasn’t going to hurt you!” You yelled, hoping that it would just go away. The creature just looked at you, guns still pointed at you. However, you noticed that it was slightly trembling, so you slowly lowered your arms.

“Umm… Hi?” You waved to it, you weren’t sure if it even understood you. But it replied.

“Hi?” Your eyes widen and slowly crouched down to its level. The creature still had its guns pointed at you. You just held up both your hands as if to show you were harmless.

“C-Can you understand me?” You asked and the creature nodded, but then shook its head.

“Ah… I’ll take that you do understand but you aren’t quite sure on how to speak it.” The creature nodded furiously.

“Interesting… Do… Do you have a name?” You asked and slowly approached the creature. The creature still stood his ground.

“S-Stitch. My name is Stitch.” It said and slowly lowered its weapons, slowly realizing that you meant no harm.

“That’s very good, where are you from?” You kept the conversation going. You were trying to let it relax and know that it has no need to be defensive. You sat down and looked at it.

“Ha… Hawaii.” You nodded with a smile.

“I assume you’re a boy?” He nodded.

“Ah… I see… I should introduce myself too.” You said to him. “My name is (Y/N) (L/N). Nice to meet you.” The koala-like alien blinked at you before nodding.

“(Y/N)?” He asked you.

“Yes, (Y/N), that’s my name.” You smiled to the creature, it also gave you a smile back. Stitch and you looked at the crashed craft and could already tell that it was unusable. Sighing, you returned your attention back to the creature, you used your hand to cup his head to look at you.

“Say, Stitch, how about you stay for the night? We could go find help first thing in the morning.” You offered and you saw his eyes light up. Stitch nodded and you smiled.

“Alright, come, let’s get a good night’s rest.” With that, you and Stitch walked back to your Ramshackle Dorm. You let Stitch sleep on the bed while you slept on the sofa. Grim was already asleep on the bed so he didn’t hear the crash happening. You let Stitch shimmy himself into the bed and tucked the two creatures in, after doing so, only then you went to sleep on the couch.

You were awoken the next morning by a scream.

“FGNAAAAAAAAA!”

Your eyes jolted awake and you saw Grim running towards you and away from an already awoken Stitch.

“(Y/N)! THERE’S A MONSTER IN OUR BED!!!” Grim yelled, jumping into your arms. Your eyes travelled to Stitch only to see him looking kind of sad. You just let out a small smile.

“Grim, he’s not a monster, his name is Stitch and he crash landed on our yard yesterday. I’m going to take him to see Crowley in a short moment.” You said, petting Grim to soothe him.

“Does that make him an alien?” Grim asked you and you shrugged.

“I guess.” You said, letting Grim go and walking over to Stitch, who was now curled up into a ball. You then bend down to his level.

“Good morning Stitch, I’m sorry you got scared a moment ago, but this is Grim! He won’t hurt you, he was just surprised to see you.” You said and nudged Grim over.

“I am the Great Grim, the most powerful mage in Twisted Wonderland!” You rolled your eyes at his introduction.

“Grim? (Y/N)?” Stitch asked and you nodded.

“Yep, that’s us. Now, let me just go prepare for the day and we can go find help for you.” You smiled at Stitch and left Grim and Stitch in your room. You got dressed and had Grim resting on your head while you hugged Stitch in your arms. As you did, Stitch somehow morphed his extra 2 arms back into his body, this made you jump a little.

“So, you can morph those arms in and out?” You asked the blue creature and he nodded. “Wow, that’s very surprising. Well, time to go.”

With that, the 3 of you set off to find the bad fashion sensed and lazy headmaster. When you arrived at the headmaster’s office, Stitch had hidden himself behind your legs. You giggled and told him not to worry and went in the office together with Stitch and Grim.

Truth be told, the headmaster had let out a girlish scream when you brought Stitch into his view. The 3 of you were taken aback but the headmaster had quickly calmed down and asked you what had happened. After explaining the situation to Crowley, he decided that he will have students from Ignihyde Dorm to check out the crash and see if they can help, meanwhile, you get to have Stitch stay as your pet since you were a beast tamer after all. But in return, you must keep an eye on him 100% of the time and not allow any nonsense to happen at all.

Pfft, I think most nonsense happened because of you Crowley.

“Well, looks like we’re stuck together for now Stitch!” You said to the blue koala. “Now, you two better behave well in class later on.” You said and the three of you went to class.

After this time with Stitch, you would be lying if you said you weren’t attached to the him. Grim and him actually chatted here and there and became fast friends really quick.

Whispers and gossiping were heard once you’ve stepped foot into your classroom. You felt slightly uncomfortable, Stitch saw this and bared his fangs at the students who were gossiping about you and Stitch. Grim shot a few nasty looks here and there but nothing much.

“(Y/N), I don’t mean to be rude but, what is that?” Deuce asked you once you sat down at your usual spot, between him and Ace.

“This little cutie, is Stitch!” You said happily to the two of them.

“He’s the most adorable little creature I’ve ever seen!” You added, hugging Stitch closer to you. In return, the little blue koala-like creature snuggled close to you too.

Little did you know, a few sounds ‘tchs’ were heard from the two Heartslabyul boys beside you. However, Stitch heard them. Oh, this little creature knew what was going on when he looked up to see two jealous slightly annoyed faces looking down at him. And with that, he had concocted a plan to see how far he could annoy them.

They boy’s eyes widen as they saw Stitch had a semi-evil smile on his face as you giggled and kissed his nose. The boys were shocked! A few veins of theirs popping too! Low grumbles and mumbles were heard from the boys but you payed no attention to them as Professor Trein had walked in and began teaching.

As the bell rung, signaling that it was time for lunch. You stretched your body, arching your back after having it hunched over a table for some time. You then looked down to see a sleeping Grim and a semi-asleep Stitch. You let out a soft giggle and woke the both of them up.

“Grim, Stitch, come on, let’s go get some lunch.” And the two creatures woke up.

“Fgnaaaa! It’s eating time already? Come on, let’s go!” Grim said excitedly.

“Jeez, Grim is sure as hyper as ever.” Deuce commented.

“He better not steal my sandwich again…” Ace added and you let out a small laugh.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on him.” You said, winking to the two boys. They blushed slightly as you walked with the two creatures to the cafeteria. The boys followed behind but was met with Stitch sticking out his tongue at them behind your back.

Cue more veins popping and potentially a bad boy Deuce breaking out.

Nevertheless, the two Heartslabyul boys had scowls on their faces and kept mumbling to one another. Somethings about ‘that little alien thinks he’s so high and mighty’ and ‘how dare he have more treatment from (Y/N) than us’ were thrown here and there from them.

When you arrived at the cafeteria, Grim jumped from your head and ran in a beeline towards the line for buying food. Ace and Deuce accompanied him as you and Stitch went to find your other friends. You saw them sitting at a table when Epel had waved you over. You smiled, waved back and head towards their table.

Jack, Epel and Sebek sat and chatted when you came over, and all their eyes landed on Stitch. You noticed that and began to explain what happened last night. Once you finished, Ace, Deuce and Grim were back with their food.  

“So, he’s an alien?” Jack asked and you nodded.

“Yes, and he is the most adorable creature ever! How can you not love him?!” You let out a small squeal and once again hugging Stitch closer to you.

Multiple and I mean MULTIPLE ‘tchs’ were heard. You were too busy giving Stitch attention that you didn’t hear a single thing.

Remember when I said Stitch knew about this jealousy the boys had for him?  

With a small smirk on his face, he kissed your cheek.

Innocently.

Jaws were dropped to the ground, eyes were wide open like saucers, and the most terrible thing was,

Sandwiches and food were squeezed until they were either like a thin piece of paper or entirely inedible.

FOOD WAS WASTED. HOW COULD THEY?! QwQ

You were shocked to have Stitch kiss your cheek. You looked back at the blue koala-like creature only to see him giving you the most adorable puppy eyes ever!

“Awwww! I love you too!” You said and hugged Stitch tightly and him hugging you back, tightly as ever.

“You see what we had to deal with?!” Ace whisper-yelled to everyone and they all nodded. Well, everyone except Grim. The little furball was just happy he got his sandwich and sat there, eating happily.

You guys were chatting and eating, with the occasional glaring between Stitch and the boys of course, when Crowley came up to your table, informing you that the dorm members of Ignihyde managed to fix Stitch’s aircraft and even upgraded it.

Truth be told, you felt happy and sad at the same time. Sure, it might mean Stitch gets to go home, but it also meant that you’ll have to say goodbye to him. It might have been only a day, but you’ve grown attached to the creature and now it’s time to say goodbye.

You had stick on a smile on your face and hid your true feelings inside.

“That’s great! Well, Stitch, let’s go and see your new aircraft!” You said to Stitch and all of you went back to Ramshackle Dorm to send Stitch off.

When you arrived, the aircraft in front of you didn’t look too much different when you first saw it, but it did have a few tweaks here and there. You let Stitch inspect his new ride, checking for anything that might go wrong again before taking off.

You were painfully quiet, which didn’t go unnoticed by the boys and Grim.

When Stitch had finished inspecting, he gave you a big smile and nodded furiously, telling you that everything was okay and that he will be going shortly. You gave him a smile back.

“Well, looks like you’re going home.” You said to him and gave him a hug. He hugged you back tightly and did something very surprising.

“Ohana.” Said the blue creature. You were puzzled.

“What?” You asked Stitch as you pulled away from the hug.

“Ohana means family. (Y/N), you took me in even when you knew I wasn’t normal. You, Grim and everyone were friendly to me and didn’t try to hurt me in any way. You even helped me in this unfamiliar world and didn’t push me away. That’s why, you’re all family to me.”

“You’re my ohana.”

Tears streamed down your face when Stitch said those words. A genuine smile had formed on your face and Grim was right beside you, bawling his eyes out as well.

“Thanks Stitch, you’re ohana too.” You said as you and Grim hugged Stitch together.

The boys at the back were holding in their tears. How could they think that this sweet little creature tried to take you away from them? They felt like as if a gun struck their hearts with guilt for wanting to hurt Stitch even though he only wants someone to guide him through this unfamiliar world.

You then pulled away from the hug and let Stitch get into is aircraft. Once the engine is up, you stood back and waved goodbye to him. He smiled and waved goodbye to you too before ascending into the sky, going back to his home.

The boys came up and comforted you as you wiped your tears away.

“Listen, (Y/N), we know Stitch meant a lot to you…” Deuce started but you just shook your head.

“Don’t worry, even though my relationship with Stitch was strong, I still have a lot of ohana here.” You said and smiled to them, in return they smiled to you as well.

“Yanno, I don’t mean to ruin the mood, but, VARGAS’ CLASS STARTS IN 4 MINUTES.” Grim said to everyone and you all laughed.

“Well, we better hurry if we don’t want to get punished. I remember the last time it was Sebek and Ace who got punished and their punishments were to run 200 laps and do 300 push-ups.” You giggled at the memory and the boy’s faces paled.

“What’re we waiting for? LET’S GO!” Ace yelled.

And so the 7 of you ran as fast as you could to get to class in time.

[shinydocsberrytea]

12/19/21 - i was rlly hungry 4 most of today. my appetite has definitely fully returned since quitting weed. (although i gotta admit, if i hadn’t quit weed my caloric intake would have been 2-6 times what it was this week.) i didn’t take adderall today & yesterday bc if i start taking it on weekends in addition to weekdays i think i’ll straight up get addicted. today i ate less sodium, carbs, sugar, & calories than i did yesterday. so i stfg if i step on that motherfucking scale tomorrow & i’ve maintained or gained i’m going to go batshit crazy. on friday i weighed 138 & dieted perfectly but weighed in at 138.2 yesterday. last night my family took me out to dinner to celebrate my straight As for my 1st college quarter. we planned on going to a restaurant i chose bc they have zucchini noddles instead of regular noodles so i could get “pasta” w a bunch of veggies (my parents know i’m dieting & get sick of salads). but when we got there they were closed bc of the new virus. i was so nervous, angry, & disappointed. i had already planned my protein intake & calories around that restaurant so the thought of going anywhere unplanned made me very anxious. my sister suggested sushi. (one of my LEAST safe foods i have bc of the high refined carbs & added sugars. but it also happens to be 1 of my favorite foods.) the good news is: i was able to tell the ed voice to fuck off for a couple hrs. i’ve only had sushi twice in the last 6 months & i ate less than 600cals before we went out yesterday so after dinner i totaled in around 1500 cals for the day. i normally never go this high. but dinner was incredible. i managed to not overeat & my family actually got along & had a really enjoyable time. i’m glad i let myself enjoy life 4 a couple hrs. bc today i weighed back in at 138. i actually lost .2 lbs while eating my favorite foods & celebrating. sometimes u gotta just not give a fuck. i worked my ass off to get straight As and i deserved to celebrate

[unnuevosoltransformalarealidad]

It’s Ok

Summary: Chris has been gone on a work trip related for a while. Reader has a complicated week, when she finds out that Chris is coming back, she is not able to welcoming him the way she wants.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Sickness, vomiting, fainted, fever, body issues (not to profound)

Word Count: 2,768

This was written for the Week 5 Weekly Challenge of @optimistic-dinosaur-nacho ​ @donutloverxo ​ @captain-a-rogerss ​

A/N: This was kind of proof-read so if there’s any mistake, please let me know, English is not my mother tongue, and I’m still learning. Enjoy the reading!

Monday

You had to get ready, but you were still in bed. It was one of those days you wanted to stay in bed and do nothing. You weren’t feeling ok; you assumed that it was because you missed him, your dearest boyfriend. Today marked the second week since he left for work. It was supposedly to take just a couple of day, but it didn’t go as planned because he hasn’t come back yet.

You felt alone, empty. Chris wasn’t there with you, neither Dodger; Chris insisted on took him in with his sister, so you didn’t have to worry about him. You took a deep breath and decided to get up and get ready for the day.

Once on the kitchen, you were having just a tea, not coffee today, you weren’t in the best mood and the caffeine didn’t help you. You were lost in thought about all you had to do for the day when your buzzing phone brought you back to reality.

Good morning doll. Counting the days to be back with you.

I wish you a beautiful day

Love you

Chris

Suddenly a smile appeared on your face, and felt love, just pure love. Chris knew how sad and difficult is for you to be alone for so long. You decided to text a quick response and then get ready for work.

 Hello beautiful boy. I can't wait to have you with me.

Have a beautiful week.

Love you more

Y/N

 The day at work started pretty good for your liking, but it ended up bad and it was just Monday. Someone did something wrong on important papers and your boss had to deal it with you. Being part of a group of assistants was difficult, you have to deal with the bad mood and yelling from the bosses and people who believed had a superior position than yours. You were really stressed, you needed a break to keep going but it was the beginning of the week and you still had the rest of the week ahead. You finished working around 4:30 pm and had to get ready for your classes. You’re on your third year of college with a major in Art History, your current job it doesn’t have any connection with what you’re studying but it helps the survival.

You have a few delayed papers, a few with close deadlines but still you have to prepare two final exams. The stress was starting to kick in.

Tuesday

 The same emptiness you felt yesterday today was there. You had barely slept; you stayed awake doing some papers and making flashcards to study. Last night after coming back from school, you started to cry, you were overwhelmed, and you needed Chris by your side. You had texted him but you put it aside afterwards because you didn’t want any distractions. You were starving; you didn’t have dinner yesterday, so you got up and went to have breakfast. You took the computer with you so you could update more papers. You had to checked the phone, probably some of the teachers had emailed you because you were late and the grades were coming down. You had a few texts from Chris, of course.

 Hi love! I’m sorry I didn’t answer back, I was busy.

How did your day go? I really miss you

Chris

 Babe, is everything alright? 

Pls answer me

Chris

I hope you rest well. I can’t wait to see you

Sweet Dreams, good night, I love you

Chris

You felt really bad because he wanted to talk to you, but you needed to update some of your essays. Your work was taking you more time than you had expected and because of that you were getting behind in the classes. You finished breakfast, got ready and went to work.

At lunch break, you decided to text Chris back and tell him what was going on. 

Hi honey! How are you? Sorry I didn’t answer I was catching up with homework

I hope your day it's better than mine :(

I really miss you. Can’t wait to see you

Love you

Y/N

So far the day was stressful, but manageable. You had tons of work, and probably you had to stay extra hours to finish some papers that had to be delivered the following day. After the break you started to work on those papers when you got a phone call.

-Hello –I say not seeing who was calling

-Hi love –Chris said –How are you?

-Lost in work, you? –I say

-Missing you –he says

-I miss you too –I say –Look honey, I really appreciate you calling, but I have to finish this, and I’m already late with it –I mention with a sad tone

-It’s okay doll. I wanted to check on you actually –he says –but I’ll call you later

-I’m good, don’t worry –I say

-Ok. I love you –He says upset

-Love you too. Bye –I say and hang up

If you thought that your day was going to get better after that call, you were wrong. A really strong headache hit you and made you feel dizzy, probably it was because the late night working. You decided to take an aspirin, ignore the pain and keep working.

You had to stay almost four hours after work, your headache never left and you had missed the classes of the day. You wanted to get home and get into bed and wake up on the weekend. You decided to send Chris a quick text because he had promised you to call.

Hi love! I know you wanted to talk, but I’m leaving work right now and I have to finish an essay for tomorrow and I’ll probably ignore my phone.

I’m really really sorry

Talk to you tomorrow. I promise

Love you

Y/N

 Once you got home, you took off your clothes, put some pjs and started the essays which were due date tomorrow and you haven’t started yet. It was going to be a long night with lots of coffee.

The pounding headache you had earlier got really worse, your eyes were watering making it really difficult to read and your body was really sore. It was the fifth cup of coffee when you got a text from your mom

Hello Y/N! I hope you remember our dinner tomorrow

It’s been a while since the last meeting.

I really miss you

Mom

As soon as you saw who texted you, you rolled your eyes. You’ve totally forgot the dinner with your mom, you were doing too many things but remember it wasn’t, but you couldn’t cancel it. It was the only time you were able to see her during the week.

 Hi mom! I’ll be there, don’t worry

I miss you too

Y/N

When you send it the message, you realized it that was almost 6 AM and you haven’t finished your essay yet. You stop doing it and went to take a shower and then start the new day.

Wednesday

After your late night work and your shower, you still felt tired and sore. You prepared your breakfast and went to finish your essay. Luckily you were able to finish it just in time to go to work. You send a quick text to your mom and Chris and started your day.

Your day at the office went pretty well. Some stressful moments, but besides that, everything was normal. You were feeling really bad, being all night awake wasn’t your best decision but it was worthy, your essay was perfect, as your teacher said, and you were proud. You needed to go home and crash your bed; unfortunately you had dinner with your mom. You felt feverish but you didn’t pay much attention, probably was the lack of sleeping.

Hello my love! How’s your dinner with your ma going?

The producers told me that probably I’ll be back home by the weekend. I can’t wait

I love you

Chris

Your face lighted up immediately. It was the middle of the week, and Chris was coming back home. Nothing could ruin your day.

Dinner with your mom went terrible. She’d complaint about everything you have been doing since you moved on your own. Everything got worse when she started to criticize your body and your diet; and when she compared you to your sister you snapped. You had to kick her out of your house before something bad happened. Chris promised you to call, but you weren’t in the mood, not after what happened with your mom, so you turned off your phone, drank a beer and then you went to sleep. You deserved it.

 Thursday

Your alarm started to sound pretty loud, you got up and had to run to your bathroom, it wasn’t the cleverest idea to drink a beer before bed. Once you emptied your stomach, you laid on the cold floor. Today you had to stay in, so you emailed your boss calling in a sick day. You went back to bed and you fell asleep immediately. You woke up a few hours later feeling a little bit better from your stomach. You went to the kitchen; you prepared something light to eat and went back to bed. It was the perfect opportunity to finish all your essays you hadn’t hand in yet.

Some hours later, you were emptying your stomach on the bathroom again; you probably had caught a bug during the week. You should tell Chris about it, he shouldn’t get sick. 

You remembered that you’d turned it off the night before, probably you had several messages and missed calls, but you didn’t care. You didn’t want to deal with anything. Indeed, you had several phone calls from your mom and a bunch of texts saying she was sorry and she never meant to tell you such things. Before calling her you texted to Chris quickly to give him an update on your day and your health as well

Hi love! That’s great news! Sorry I didn’t answer back sooner, I was busy…

I don’t think you should come directly from the airport, I think I caught a bug, cause I haven’t been feeling well for a few days.

I hope your day is going good.

I miss you

Y/N

And then you called your mom. She picked up after the first ring

-Y/N! Darling, are you ok? –she asks almost screaming

-Yeah, I forgot to turn on my phone –I say avoiding my health

-I’m sorry about last night, I shouldn’t have told you such horrible things –she says

-But still, you did it –I say –Look, I know you don’t like the way I’m living, but it’s MY life –I say

-I know sweetie, but I still feel bad about how everything ended –she told me.

“She was really excusing herself” you thought but your stomach had other plans

-I’m sorry mom –you say –I’ve got to go. We’ll talk later –I say and hung up

You run to your bathroom, lucky for you, you made it. You really needed Chris next to you. You heard your phone ringing, probably it was him calling you, but you didn’t have the energy to get up, you were really dizzy and you started to see black dots, and then everything went black. This wasn’t good.

You didn’t know how long you were passed out, but when you woke up, you felt terrible. You checked your temperature, the thermometer marked 100.4°; with all your energy you got up, and went back to bed to rest, you didn’t have enough energy to take anything or even cook something.

 Friday

You don’t know when exactly you woke up, you emailed to your job calling in sick again. You didn’t realize what time it was or how long you were asleep. The only thought in your mind was that you needed to clean the house, Chris was coming tomorrow and everything was a mess, even though you warned him about being sick you knew he was going to come either way. You had to take your temp again; you were shivering, probably because it went up. Certainly it did, it was 102.2°; you knew it was bad, so you dragged yourself from bed and decided to run a bath, which was going to help.

After your bath, you went to the kitchen and prepared just a tea, and grabbed two crackers, you didn’t want to push your stomach, you were still weak; and you went back to bed.

You had a few emails from school, from work and some texts from your mom and Chris. When you were about to texted Chris back he called you.

-Hello my love –he says with his calming voice

-Hi –you answer

-How are you feeling?

-Really bad –you say pouting

-I’m sorry doll. Do you want me to call someone to take care of you?

-Don’t worry hun, I’m better now. With some rest I’ll recover –you assure him

-I’m calling you because I’m about to head to the airport so, I’ll probably don’t answer my phone until tomorrow –you heard him smiling

-It’s ok love; I can’t wait to see you again –you say smiling as well

-Me too love. Me too. I’ve got to go –he says upset

-Safe travel, I love you –you say

-Love you too. Bye –he says and hung up

You were crying already, you didn’t know why, probably was the fever. You finished your tea; you put some cozy clothes and went to the kitchen to start cleaning everything.

You finished cleaning pretty late so you took another tea and some crackers for dinner. You weren’t in the mood for food and neither your stomach. Once you finished your tea, you went to your room to clean it, when a wave of nausea hit you and you had to run to the bathroom again. You lay on the cold floor; it was a beautiful sensation against your heated skin. With all your strength you grabbed the thermometer and took your temp again, because you were pretty hot. You were running a temp of 103.1°. You needed help, you tried to get up from the floor so you could go to grab your phone, but you fainted before getting up. 

Saturday

Chris arrived at dawn; he found the house clean although you told him you were sick. He noticed there was no dinner leftover, “have you been eating?” he thought to himself, he was worried

-I’m home baby –he calls but there’s no response

-Y/N? –he calls you a little louder

He thought that you might be sleeping, but his heart broke when he find you. He lifted you from the floor and put you in bed. He went to the kitchen, grabbing a bowl and pouring some cold water, grabbed a washcloth, a glass of juice and some ibuprofen and came back to the room.

When you woke up, you realized that you were on the bed, “did you make it to the bed?” you thought when you saw that Chris entering your room.

-Hey! You are awake –he says and you could barely smile

-When did you arrive? –you question

-Not long ago, I was worried –he admits -I found you on the floor –he sits next to you on the bed pulling the tray on the nightstand

-Oh –you say and you look your hands

-What is it love? -he asks caressing your cheek

-I think I fainted in the bathroom –you admit

Chris didn’t say anything; he went to the bathroom and picked up the thermometer. He came from the bathroom with a worried face

-Open –he commands

You did what he had told you and waited. He never stopped caressing your cheek. You were falling asleep when he woke you up

-Don’t fall asleep sweetie, I know you’re tired, but please, hang on –he sounded worried - Did you eat something? –he asked you but you just shake your head and the thermometer beeped

-104° .How high was the last time you checked it? -he asks you

-103.1° –you says

-We have to break this before it gets worse. How many times did you faint? –he was really worried

-Two times, I think. I don’t really know actually –you say disappointed

-When was the last time that you eat something solid? –he asks concerned

-On Wednesday, with my mom –I say –Probably that’s why I fainted the first time –I explained

-Don’t worry, doll. I’ll take care of you –he says caressing your face.

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[watertookmyhungeraway]

hiii loves

this week has been tough

i feel so fat

Rn i ate (didn’t count ANYTHING) and i have 70 kg

I feel so ughhh

I tried throwing up but these days i just physically couldn’t

I’m so disgusted of myself

I need to lose 10 kg in 2 weeks and i think that on the 14 th or idk , i’ll move back to my toxic home cus i lost a lot of weight there

Rn i’m at my grandma , and I didn’t gain but didn’t lose anything, and it is horrible to know that I maintained my weight, when I should’ve lost more

This sunday i have to have 65 kg

And i feel like such a failure, i just want to cry my eyes out.

I hate that i binged and relapsed on so manny stuff

Why is this happening to me? What did i do wrong?

Tomorrow I’ll restart the ABC diet but i’m gonna go on a fast tomorrow (i won’t start w 500 cals ) cus i need to lose the kgs NOW

Today i went for a walk and i felt like a whale, i feel disgusting

I’m sorry I wasn’t so positive today but i feel horrible

Xoxo, your friend Anca

Stay safe and hydrated ✨

[resilientdolan]

Drown (G.D) - part 1

A/N: GAHHH IT’S MY VERY FIRST WRITING AND I’M FEELING NERVOUS TO SHARE THIS WITH Y’ALL (but excited too, of course). Please don’t hesitate to leave me comments or message me for suggestions! Another note, I’m lowkey inspired by the song Drown by Boy in Space. I highly recommend y’all to listen to the song as well to get the FEELS kdjdjhsh

Word- count: 1.1k

Summary: Bianca Reine has been crushing on her childhood friend, Grayson Dolan. He’s literally her everything, the one who her soul craves the most. She’d do anything for him, though she knows that to Grayson, she’s nothing more than his childhood friend; not really that important to him that he decided to break her.

T/W: angst (what’cha expect? it’s douche!gray)

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“Earth to Bianca!,” Bianca blinks her eyes several times, shifting her gaze to meet the other girl’s who is sitting in front of her. Hannah. Her best friend.

“Yeah?,” it was the only word coming out of her mouth as a response. She brings her hand up to give her eye a gentle rub with the back of her hand as she shifts her gaze back to the meal in front of her. Just a plain cheese burger and fries, but she’s a sucker for it. Typical school cafeteria meal, what does she expect?

“Bianca, you’ve been so quiet. What’s wrong?,” this time, the other girl places her hand on her shoulder to bring Bianca closer to her. Her another best friend, Tiffany.

“No, nothing, really. Just… thinking about the test tomorrow. I’m nervous,” Bianca quickly give her best friends a quick nod, hoping that her action will convince them that there’s literally nothing to worry about. 

“Jesus, Bi, try to chill. You’ll nail it,” A soft sigh comes out of Hannah’s lips as she runs her fingers through her hair. She takes another sip of her drink, her favorite iced lemon tea, with her eyes remain locked on Bianca’s to watch her closely. “You sure?,” Tiffany adds. Biance just give her a thumb up, running out of words to convince her that there’s no other thing running inside her mind, unless the upcoming test.

“Hold up, Reine. Was it really the reason or that one?,” Hannah brings her index finger up, pointing at the direction of the other table behind Bianca. She gives her a slight frown, feeling lost. Completely don’t understand what she meant with her last question. 

“Take. A. Look, Miss Reine,” God. She gives her one playful glare as she replies, “Stop calling me by my surname, Jesus,”. Hannah can’t help but rolls her eyes, in a playful manner, of course. A light giggle escapes through Bianca’s lips as she watches her reaction before she finally turn around to see something that she actually has been avoiding.

Him.

It’s him. Grayson Bailey Dolan.

Her childhood friend. Her neighbor. Her favorite guy alive. Most importantly? Her all time crush.

Bianca has been friends with Grayson for over 10 years. It all started when her family moved to New Jersey.  Bianca’s mom’s originally from Jersey, and she’s been friends with Grayson’s mom, Lisa, since high school. They’re pretty close that they often spend time together; shopping, having ladies’ day at Lisa’s hair salon, or even just chilling at one’s place. So, yeah, she technically grew up with Grayson, and his older twin brother, Ethan, and their older sister, Cameron.

She went to the same school with the twins. Friends forever, that’s what they all used to say. But things never tend to stay the same, right? Slowly, she’s drifting apart. They grew up becoming those popular athletic guys. Girls be all over them, wishing they’re lucky enough to date one of them. Bianca? Being popular? Hell no. She grew up becoming… herself. Just the simple Bianca. Straight-A student. Teachers’ favorite. It’s not like she’s no longer friends with the twins, she just barely talk to them. 

She was only 12 the moment she noticed that she has a thing for Grayson. He’s just super chill. And funny. God, she’s so weak for a guy with sense of humor. And Grayson has it. Also, the fact that he grew up becoming one fine man? He’s not even 20 yet, but he be looking like a complete Greek god. Bianca was just a kid, thinking it’s only one dumb crush. Little did she know, she’s wrong. Her crush towards Grayson only grows bigger and bigger day by day, until now. Both Hannah and Tiffany know that she’s simping for him. Like, she’d literally do anything for him, though she knows he only consider her as his platonic childhood friend. Nothing else. No matter what happen.

It’s not like Grayson have said that, it’s because of her. The girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, who’s clinging onto his muscular arm. Isla Peters. Biggest drama queen she has ever met on earth. Worst part? Her cousin.

Isla’s father is Bianca’s mom’s cousin, which make them two cousins as well. These two don’t get along really well ever since they’re little. If Isla’s the sky, then Bianca’s the earth; complete opposite. In Bianca’s eyes, Isla is one annoying super- spoiled drama queen. She grew up with people paying attention to everything she does. Understandable, to be honest. She’s blessed with superior genes, looking like a living Barbie doll. No wonder why she grew up being the center of attention. And yes, completely spoiled. Oh, and yes. She’s like the Regina George of the school. Apparently she’s too cool that she acts like she’s not related with Bianca. Ouch. 

She hands him a can of diet root beer before she quickly plants a soft kiss onto Grayson’s cheek. Grayson’s favorite drink. In return, Grayson wraps his arm around her shoulders to bring her closer to him, only to plant a soft kiss onto her lips, like he’s trying to show the world how proud he is to have a living mean ass Barbie doll as his girlfriend. Bianca huffs, and shift her focus back to her unfinished meal. Suddenly she loses her appetite.

Thanks, lovey dovey couple. 

She gathers up her books from the table, with her free hand grabbing her bottle of water, taking another sip before she gets up. Tiffany arches her brow, “Are you okay?,” she asks, getting confused by her sudden action.

“I’m good,” Bianca replies briefly as she shoves her bottle into her backpack. She lazily put her backpack on as her shoulders rise and fall into a shrug as she adds,

“… Just… losing my appetite. This lovey dovey couple sitting behind us makes me sick,” she whispers, giving her best friends a wink which followed by a slight chuckle. Hannah can’t help but wheezes. Tiffany shakes her head as she tries her best to hold herself back from laughing. 

“I’ll go somewhere more private. I need to study. I’ll see you two later?,” she tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear as she waves her hand at her two best-friends. Tiffany gives her a quick nod. “See you after school, bub,” she replies.

She’s only about to leave the moment she hears it. Her favorite voice. 

Grayson’s voice.

“Hey, Bianca—“

[adorablele]

secret; l.dh

@ncttrashbag requested;  Can i request one imagine w haechan about you being an idol too and have a secret relationship?

❆ genre; we’re soft

❆ words; 1.7k+

❆ summary; you run away with donghyuck for a night

❆ a/n; only the stars and moon know your secrets ;) also can we talk about how the waves smacked him in the face

“you’re back early,” you commented, trying to lay as casually as you could on the couch.

yan, your leader, gave a small smile, “yeah, the shoot ended earlier than expected.”

she looked over to you, “wanna go grab something to eat?”

your stomach grumbled in agreement, “sure.”

she nodded, “I’ll go get changed.”

once she entered her room, you rushed towards yours. you gestured for donghyuck to hurry up and get out of here. as quietly as he could, he bolted to the door, barely putting on his shoes before yan called out to you.

“hey y/n.”

you shoved donghyuck out the door and mentally cursed him when you saw his hoodie lying on one of the chairs in the kitchen. you took the hoodie and hid it behind you, “yeah, what’s up?”

yan scrolled through her phone, “I heard there’s a new restaurant two blocks away, wanna eat there?”

you bit the inside of your cheek. donghyuck was supposed to take you there today. “sounds good.”

she looked at you for a second, “actually, I just remembered that I have something today.”

“uh, okay,” you frowned, watching as she finished putting on her shoes.

“just tell me about the restaurant after your date with your boyfriend,” she winked, “and tell him to pipe down on the cologne.”

“wow, you’re so cool!” he cheered, hands cupping his mouth.

you stared harder at yourself in the mirror.

donghyuck pointed excitedly at you, elbowing his non-existent friends, “woah!! Did you see that? y/n moves so smoothly.”

you furrowed your brows, concentrating on keeping a serious face.

“go y/n! go y/n! go, go, go!” donghyuck pumped his fist in the air, continuing to chant your name.

you paused the music and glared at him, “you’re so annoying.”

“what? I’m just being supportive,” he shrugged.

you rolled your eyes and bit back your smile, “you’re making it hard for me to concentrate.”

“was that you concentrating? it looked like you were constipated,” he frowned.

you threw your water bottle at him. he barely managed to dodge it, so you walked over to him and hit him like there’s no tomorrow.

“ow, hey! I’m just saying, you’re going to get wrinkles,” he grabbed onto your wrists, “and plus, you need a break.”

you sighed, “I just need some water.”

he shook his head, keeping his grip on you, “we didn’t visit that restaurant yet.”

he whisked you away from the dance studio and off into an alleyway.

“are you sure we’re in the right place?” you mumbled, inching closer to him.

he glanced at his phone and the surrounding area, “yeah, it looks about right.”

you guys turned the corner, stopping in front of a door with a blinking ‘open’ sign hanging on it. donghyuck smirked at you, “see, I told you.”

your manager cleared her throat, prompting donghyuck to move away from you and to hold the door open. Your manager went to go talk to the hostess and your bodyguard scanned the area while you and donghyuck stood quietly side-by-side.

“I’m sorry,” you frowned, “I tried to tell them.”

he smiled at you, “at least they let you go out with me.”

“I guess.”

your manager and bodyguard were seated a table away from you and donghyuck, allowing a little bit of privacy.

“what do you want to eat?”

you pursed your lips, eyes skimming over all the items. you could feel your mouth water at all the delicious items, but then you remembered, you’re not that hungry, or at least, that’s what you tried to tell yourself.

“anything is fine,” you softly smiled, placing down the menu.

your boyfriend hummed, continuing to flip through the menu before calling over the waiter. 

“hyuck, that’s a lot of food,” you told him after the waiter walked away. 

he bumped your shoulder, “it’s okay, you haven’t eaten all day.”

you didn’t reply to him, instead, you placed your hands on your stomach. that apple you ate in the morning was enough to suffice.

“to be honest, I don’t think you need to lose weight,” he continued, “I think you’re fine the way you are. and I mean, if you really, really, truly want to lose weight, you could do extra exercises and healthier diets, but you shouldn’t starve yourself for the whole day. you’ve got to be healthy for your comeback.”

he offered you chopsticks, “and I don’t like it when you’re hangry.”

you rolled your eyes, “thanks.”

“it’s not fun to make you mad if you’re already grumpy,” he shrugged, imitating the furrow of your brows.

before you could respond, the waiter came around with all the dishes. you took the chopsticks from donghyuck and held back your smile. he joyously accepted the food, rearranging them on the table and clapping his hands when everything was set.

“don’t let this food go to waste,” he smiled, “I specifically asked your group members what you liked to eat.”

you tilted your head, “what?”

but he didn’t say anything, simply gathering up food on your plate.

“she’s going to kill me,” you chuckled, taking the last bite of your ice cream.

donghyuck laughed, “she’ll probably kill me too.”

you shook your head, remembering how he bumped into the waiter which caused food to spill all over your bodyguard. your manager was in the bathroom during that time and while your bodyguard was getting pestered by the restaurant staff, the two of you bolted out of there.

“hey, can you hold something for me?”

you turned to him, pausing your steps, “yeah, what is it?”

your eyes followed his hand that rummaged away in his pocket. he then smiled, pulling out his clenched fist. you hesitantly opened your hand.

“that’s way better,” he sighed, wrapping his fingers around yours.

“where are you taking me?”

donghyuck uncovered your eyes, “my favorite spot to visit when I’m alone.”

you stood near the edge of the cliff, awestruck by the ocean. the waves calmly flowed back and forth as the moon shimmered from above. the salty, cool breeze wafted through your hair and whispered in your ears.

“hyuck, it’s beautiful.”

“yeah,” he mumbled, looking at you.

you turned to him with an excited smile, “let’s go to the water.” you quickly tapped him before running off.

“did you just tag me?” he yelled after you, hot on your tail.

ankle deep in the water, you replied with a, “maybe.”

“you know we don’t have towels, right?” he warned, watching as you lightly kicked water his way.

“we don’t?” you gasped, splashing water onto him.

“I’m just saying,” he frowned, pushing some water towards you.

you kicked more water towards him as he got closer. with splashes getting bigger, you ran away to shore, hoping for some safety. it didn’t take him long to catch up to you and he carried you bridal style back to the water.

“no, please, hyuck!” you screamed clutching tightly onto him as he walked deeper and deeper into the water. he stopped once he was waist level, and you hid your face in the crook of his neck, eyes tightly closed as you waited to be dropped.

you opened one eye. “please don’t drop me.”

“hmmm,” he thought, pursing his lips.

“I’ll do anything,” you cried.

“anything?”

you didn’t like his tone. “maybe.”

“my arms are getting tired-”

“okay, okay!” you curled yourself closer to him, “what do you want?”

he smirked, “a kiss.”

you blinked. sure, you’ve wondered how soft his lips actually were and if they tasted sweeter than your ice cream, but acting upon it? you swallowed and looked into his eyes. they shimmered with the same curiosity, the same twinkle of anticipation, and you hoped that his heart beat with the same unsteady rhythm as yours.

here goes nothing.

you pecked his lips and he dropped you. not really the response you were expecting, nor hoping for.

donghyuck yelped, arms quickly hoisting you up. his red face glowed in the night as he bashfully smiled at you. you glared at him, stomping back to the cliff. he followed after you, calling your name. you ignored his repeated apologies as he took his jacket and wrapped it around you.

“please look at me.”

you continued to stare at the ocean. he shifted to sit in front of you. you turned your head. he sighed and cupped your face, gently turning your head towards him. even while you were facing him, you avoided his eyes. and, honestly, it wasn’t that hard, especially when his lips were very distracting.

“y/n,” he whispered.

you looked into his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he pouted.

“you’re so annoying, lee donghyuck.”

you then leaned in and connected your lips with his. your movements were slow and hesitant, but you didn’t want to pull away; not when his lips were softer than they looked, not when they were more sugary than any ice cream you’ve tasted; not when he pulled you closer towards him; and definitely not when his breaths ignited a fire within you.

you didn’t want to pull away and neither did he.

“why’re you calling me at the butt-crack of dawn?” grumbled yan, your group leader.

“can you pick me up?”

when you got in the car, she instantly started her scolding.

“do you know what time it is? 5:30 in the morning, and do you know what I could be doing instead of picking you up? sleeping! look at you! your clothes are damp, making my seats wet, and your hair is all tangled. not to mention that you slept, overnight, at a beach. a beach, y/n! there are so many people who could’ve seen you. you’re so lucky that I convinced our manager that you were home with us, she was about to call a manhunt on you. did you have to turn off your phone? couldn’t you at least tell her where you were or that you were okay?”

she pursed his lips after glancing over at your slumping figure, “at least tell me you guys used protection.”

you felt your face burn in a matter of seconds, “nothing of the sort happened!”

she laughed at your reaction, “but something did happen.”

you looked out the window at the rising sun, smiling to yourself, “something did happen.”

[mod-by-reb]

Day 1 (25/07/2021)

Ok so I actually started this yesterday, but decided to create a separate blog from my workout log blog as I want to keep myself accountable and see how well I do with time :)  Today wasn’t great??? Like mentioned I do not count calories, but I do estimate by eye (hence how I know I eat maintenance <3)  I think throughout my posts I’ll highlight the thinking I see as problematic, to see what I need to work on.

I did super well, but uhhh we ran out of healthy food/just had common ingredients and bad decisions were made (panic mode in the mind, must consuuuume aaaaall). 

So we’ve had no food in the house for the past 2 days, so I just whipped up a pizza (a naan bread w tomato sauce, seasoning, a good amount of cheese, tomato, and a shredded chicken thigh on top (1000) and a mint mocha for lunch (250). Drank a can of cider (not a great call, not one I’d really make often, kinda regret it bc it’s not good for my health. Have no idea about calorie content and didn’t wanna look up as I avoid it entirely as part of recovery). 

Today was supposed to be food day (we do grocery shopping every 4-5 days) and ehhh basically everything was sold out. And of course as a family we decided hey, takeaway is a great idea! (not :D)

I thought hmmm, I don’t feel too hungry, but maybe I will once I get around to eating (20 minute walk each way) WRONG, but I thought, eh, it’s bought, means it has to be eaten (WROOOONG THINKING, another big thing is that my whole childhood I was taught to finish what is on my plate). This is directly linked with all-or-nothing thinking.

I told myself I’d eat it in 2 parts, a bit today, and the majority tomorrow as there still would be no proper food (it was extremely oily so I’d estimate 1500). I don’t know where exactly it went wrong, but it did. And that’s okay. What I’m more worried about is that when it comes to anything spicy, soda is a must. And when it comes to soda, I prefer taste of diet (unlike my family). All-or-nothing thinking resulted in me drinking the full 2L. Not ideal :D

I am never getting takeaway again, it is so so very icky and oh my lord I have no idea how I used to live off diet soda and enjoy it??? IT’S SO GROSS I NEVER WANT TO DRINK ANY EVER AGAIN AND I FEEL SO BAD FOR MY INSIDES TRYING TO PROCESS IT AS WE SPEAK AAAA

I think I need to take much better care of my kidneys considering what I’ve subjected them to throughout the years. I’ll likely just stick to water, some smoothies and keep caffeine consumption to a minimum

I also had 4 servings of chocolate (around 600??). I hadn’t had any aero chocolate in years, and the McDonald’s recent Mint McFlurry made me want to revisit it :) I also tried the new caramel Cadbury one (light chocolate squares, super nice). Not the best snack, as sugar messes with my skin but it’s pretty much a once a year sort of experience as I’m not a big fan of chocolate so what the hecc, WORTH

So overall, the kebab was my downfall and I’ll likely never settle for it again. No one will ever again see me with any soda in hand. Both are not worth nutritionally or how my body feels afterwards (awful :D)

Technically I’m around maintenance but I feel so sick and this is exactly why I’ve started this account. I want to eat not only healthier, but also spread the intake across the whole day. Healthy eating is easy, but stopping mid meal/balancing my intake is what I struggle with. Eating the kebab in the span of 8 hours would be ideal, but it was consumed within an hour and I still feel physically sick. 

But hey, I’m doing so so well and recognising what I struggle with. I’m gonna take a proactive approach to shape positive habits when it comes to consumption and come out so much healthier at the end of it <3 <3 <3

[sposp0]

ugh i keep eating more than i want to man i completely pigged out tn... i’m gonna count it as my final cheat day this month (usually i allow 2, and i’ve managed to stay under 1000 cal for the rest of the month i think? but i’m not sure so i’m j gonna chalk it up to having no cheat days left) but i still feel bad :/ didn’t count but tbh i probably had over 1500cal. ik i probably won’t gain much weight from this if any at all but ughhh i wanna lose

i’m so tired of making empty promises to do better. i AM going to do better now. no more cheating. no more excuses. i have that much self control. i can do this.

gonna fast tomorrow and then i’ll start a planned diet monday. it’s a lot easier to stay on track w a set diet & meal planning

[bingingbunny]

i’m making up a new diet today 🥰 i’ll write out my max calories and ideas that’ll fit into that calorie amount. i’m not gonna be too hard of myself if i go a little out the lines just bc i’m starting this one fresh and i’ll end up failing if i go in hard

✨ 70 Cal breakfast ✨

• Plain Rice cakes with a little bit of peanut butter

• Green Tea Chai ( 0Cal, brand i drink is called Higher Living Organics. adding honey obvs adds calories so i drink it without normally )

• Scrambled Egg Whites

• Cup of black tea, lactose free milk

• if you’ve got anymore ideas, let me know x

✨ 120 Cal Lunch ✨

• Some cut up fruit

• Small bit of yogurt

• Cup of tea and some more rice cakes

• Frozen berries, mango or pineapple ( literally my favourite thing ever. takes ages to thaw out so by the time you’ve gotten through it you’re full )

✨ 500 Cal dinner ✨

• Small bowl of porridge ( i add cinnamon to mine )

• small plate of veggies

• rice & egg white omlette

• rice w/ a small low cal side in general

• i’m still trying to find some good dinner ideas within 500 Cals so pls let me know if you can think of any x

i also take omega and vitamin d vitamins if that helps!

one of my tips on not binging is letting yourself have 3 meals a day in the best way you can so you’re not tempted to binge so badly. i also let myself have a cheat meal once on saturday and once on wednesday to try and curb my need to binge ( it’s normally a bowl of my favourite cereal or avocado toast ). i’ll drop my workout routines tomorrow 💕💗

[skzsauce01]

Chris-mas Miracle

Description: You ask Chan to pose as your boyfriend in front of your parents for the holidays. Little did you know how he will legitimately be working for your parents’ approval.

Warning: cliche-ish fluff, not edited

Word Count: 2344

Pairing: fem!reader x Bang Chan

Merry Christmas!

“Would you be my boyfriend?”

Chan lifts his head from his computer to look at you but left his jaw on the table. “W-what?” he sputters.

“It’s just pretend; I need to take someone home for Christmas to fool my family. You aren’t going home this year, right?”

“Well, no, but--”

You purse your lips into a small pout and blink rapidly thrice, sending heat rushing to the male’s ears. He pulls his beanie down to hide the reddening tips.

“There’s a hot spring and free board and food. Just think of it as a free vacation! Please? You’re the only one I can ask.”

You bite your lip nervously, afraid he’d shun you for your weird request. Little did you know the real cause of his hesitance.

Inside Chan’s head is total chaos. Error messages are popping up everywhere, and he cannot figure out if he is even breathing. Will your family like him? Will you say his name and the word “boyfriend” in the same sentence? Will he get to hold hands with you???

His imagination spreads the heat from his ears to his cheeks, so he turns away before he could embarrass himself. “F-fine,” he mutters. “But you owe me one.”

You light up like a Christmas tree. “Of course! Anything! Thank you so much, Chan!” You toss your arms around his neck in what he hopes to be the first of many hugs before prancing away. 

“Let’s run through our story again.”

Chan bets the taxi driver can recite the story himself but humors you anyway. “I am a music producer and you work as an office lady at the same company. We’ve been together for five months and counting.”

“And?” you press.

“And you are by no means an actress because actresses cannot be dating, hence why you asked me to pose as your boyfriend.”

You let out a relieved smile. “Perfect. Thanks, Chan. You know, you’d actually make an ideal boyfriend someday.”

Chan chokes on his saliva while you gasp at the window.

“We’re here!” you announce excitedly.

The driver pulls into your family’s cottage. Fresh country air greets the two of you as you step onto the snow-dusted ground. 

“Unnie!” shouts a child running toward you with outstretched hands.

“Mimi!” you giggle in a childish voice while bending down to scoop her up into your arms. Turning to Chan, you introduce the two. “Chan, this is Miyeon, my little sister. You can call her Mimi if you want. Mimi, this is Channie-oppa. Say hello!”

The child waves with a gummy smile. “Hello!”

Chan smiles and waves back, trying to push back his fantasies of his child in your arms like Mimi is.

You set Mimi down. “Okay, let’s go inside and see Mommy and Grandma.”

The girl’s eyes widen at the mention of the two older women. “Mommy and Grandma made really yummy Christmas cake!”

“Really? Then let’s hurry!”

Mimi nods enthusiastically and waddle as quickly as her seven year old feet can take her into the inn. You draw in a sharp breath as you straighten back up to face Chan.

“Ready?”

“One second.” He takes off his right glove, a move you thought was crazy in this weather until he slips his hand into your mitten.

You open your mouth as if to say “Ah” impressedily. Chan shifts his scarf over his reddening nose and mutters, “Let’s not keep them waiting.”

Your mother greets Chan with a hug and a few light hearted threats to treat you well, your grandmother stuffs a bun into his mouth before Chan could even greet her, and your father gives him a handshake and a squeeze on his shoulder.

“And that’s it! You made it through meeting everyone!” You tell him, dragging him outside by his hand still.

“Do you think they liked me?” he asks worriedly. 

You raise a brow. “I’m sure they did, but that’s not what the goal of this trip.”

“I know, but I kinda still wanted to impress them…” he mumbles uncertainly to himself.

“Chan,” you begin, grabbing his other wrist as well so that he faces you. “You always impress; me, Stays, our company-- we’re always impressed by you, so my family is no exception. Don’t worry, alright? In fact, I should ask you to try not to impress them or you’ll break their hearts after these two days.”

Just as your sweet words begin filling his heart with warmth, you take your hands from his, leaving him with the cold of your absence. He watches as you habitually straighten up the area a bit. There is no one around, so of course you don’t have to keep holding his hand anymore. After all, this is all pretend. Pretend. Chan grits his teeth at the word and walks towards you.

You see him approaching and ask, “Is there anything you want to do? To eat? You are the guest after all.”

He shakes his head and grabs a nearby broom. “I’ll do whatever you want to do. Do you have to clean this area?”

“No, but it might be nice to help them out a bit since my parents’ backs are advancing in age. Are you sure you want to do this though? I did promise you a vacation to compensate for being my boyfriend; you could check out the fair the nearby town is holding.”

“Then let’s finish this quickly and go together, yeah?”

You give him a heart-stopping smile. “That’ll be great. Thanks, Chan.” 

“And Y/N?”

“Mmh?”

“You don’t ever need to compensate me anything for being your boyfriend.”

Chan makes a mental note to take his boys here next year as he follows you, your parents, and your sister into the town fair.

“You guys sure take Christmas seriously around here,” he breaths.

“We sure do, Son,” laughs your father, clapping Chan on the back. “I still can’t believe you cleaned out that deck for us! Tell you what, everything you want to eat is on me tonight.”

You giggle at how smitten your father has become after Chan did something your mother had apparently been nagging your father to do for the past month, while Chan politely waves both his hands in front of him to decline the offer.

“I can’t possibly accept that, Sir. Besides, I only desire the accompaniment of your daughter.”

Your mother lets out an amused scoff, and this time, it is your turn to feel heat rising up your body. You did not expect him to play the role this well, so you hide behind your mother, afraid of starting to believe in his words.

Chan, unaware of the impact of his words, stands dumbfounded as your father lets out a hearty laugh.

“Alright then. I’ll leave you two to it; just get her back to the inn by midnight, understood?”

“Yes, sir!”

Your parents reach for Mimi’s hands to leave the two of you alone, but the young girl seems to have other plans. 

“But I wanna play with Unnie and Oppa!” she wines.

“You can’t,” chides your mother. “Unnie is on a date right now, okay?”

“What’s a date?” she pouts.

Before anyone can answer, Chan interjects, “She can stay with us.”

Your mother blinks. “Are you sure?”

Chan nods. “I know Y/N wants to spend some time with her sister too, and I don’t mind either.”

Your parents hand Mimi off to you gratefully. “Thank you for doing this, Chan. We’ll call Y/N at nine to take her back, but until then, I’ll count out you.”

When they were gone, you turn to Chan with a knowing smirk. “Perfect son-in-law much?”

He rubs the back of his head. “I dunno. I don’t think your mother is ready to hand you off to me quite yet.”

“Why are you so worried about it?”

“What is Oppa worried about?” interrupts Mimi.

You and Chan exchange looks, wondering if the seven year-old caught on. Chan then crouches to her level. “Oppa is worried Mommy doesn’t like Oppa enough, but Unnie thinks she likes him just fine.”

Mimi cocks her head to the side as if thinking. “Well, Mimi likes Oppa!”

Chan lets out a chuckle and swings her onto his shoulders. “Thanks, Mimi. Oppa likes Mimi too.”

“Does Oppa like Unnie?”

You hold your breath for a reason unknown to even yourself. Even though you know how he will answer, you can’t help but want to hear it.

Chan pauses for a moment then locks his eyes on yours before answering. “Yes, Oppa likes Unnie. Channie-oppa likes her very, very much.”

“I hope she wasn’t any trouble.”

“No, not at all,” Chan reassures. “Mimi, did you have fun today?”

“Yes,” she replies with a yawn.

“Well, seems like someone is ready for bed,” comments your father. “You kids have fun!”

With that, your parents return home while Chan takes you strolling through the aisles of stands.

“What do you want to do now?”

You shrug. “I don’t know. I mean, we’ve already done most everything with Mimi.”

He ponders for a moment then suggests, “How about a picture for you Instagram?”

“Sure,” you agree, latching onto a gigantic LED ornament. “How’s this?”

“Perfect,” he says while taking your phone to take the picture for you.

When he hands it back, you see that he has already posted it with a caption.

“‘Which one is brighter?’” you read.

He reaches over and zooms into your face. “This one.”

You roll your eyes humorously. “Stop, no one’s here anymore.”

“You… you don’t like it?”

“Well, I--I just don’t know what to do when you say stuff like that cause I’m not used to it, and I don’t know how to feel since--”

He cuts off your rambling by boldly draping his scarf around you and pulling you closer. “I’m supposed to be your boyfriend for two days; relax and let me be just that, okay?”

You don’t say anything and instead snuggle your scarlet face into the scarf. The two of you stay conjoined at the hip, convincing each other that diets are for tomorrow and Christmas cookies are for today, until the stands themselves start closing down. Chan checks his watch and decides it is time to head back.

“So, what do you want for Christmas?” you ask on your fifteen minute trip back home.

Chan chuckles, swinging your hand in his. “I think I already got what I wished for.”

You breath a puff of smoke into the cold air. “I get what you mean. I guess there’s so much to be grateful for that it’s hard to ask for more. But honestly, what do you want? I did promise you a favor after all.”

“You’ll seriously get what I request?” He raises a dangerous eyebrow.

“I mean, unless it’s something like a private cruise line or something, sure.”

“It’s not a cruise line.”

“Then what is it?”

“This.” He pulls on your hand, causing you to trip and fall into his arms, and presses a kiss against your head. He helps you straighten back up and you clasp your hands over the spot he kissed.

“C-chan?”

“AAARGGH!” he screams, burying his face into his gloves. Despite his efforts, he cannot hide the fact that he is glowing like Rudoph’s nose. “That was so cringey! I’m sorry, Y/N. Please forget that and just run inside before I miss your curfew.”

“Chan…”

He screams again to cut you off while crouching down to sandwich his head between his knees. “I’m sorry, I seriously can’t face you right now. On another note, your dad’s going to kill me if you don’t make it inside within the next minute.”

“Alright, alright,” you laugh. “I’ll see you tomorrow then. Merry Christmas!”

Chan comes out of his shell as you race indoors. A soft smile spreads across his lips as he watches your retreating form.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N…”

You and Chan loads the last of your luggage into the trunk when your mother calls for the man.

He turns to you. “I’ll be right back.”

You nod and he heads towards your mother.

“Hello, Chan,” she greets. “Did you enjoy your stay?”

“Yes, Mrs. L/N. Thank you for having me.” Chan feels every one of his muscles contracting under your mother’s gaze. He knows the woman has been judging him since she first laid eyes on him. Though she has been a spectacular host, he knows she’d boot him into the snow at any sign of mistreatment to her daughter.

“My Y/N, how do you feel about her, Chan?”

“She’s my everything, of course.”

“Really though?”

Chan gulps but nods steadfastly nonetheless.

“I’ll cut to the chase,” she sighs. “Y/N… I know you’re not dating her.”

Chan draws in a sharp breath. Bullets of sweat pop from his scalp.

“I know what she actually does for a living. I am her mother after all; she can’t lie to me. But now that she is so happy doing what she does, I feel guilty for ever holding her back. And I can tell you make her happy too. Although that dense girl might not notice it yet, but I know how you look at her, and I’ve seen how she smiles when your with her. This whole trip might have been a facade, but those smiles-- those smiles were real. So what I’m saying is--” she pauses as if to double check her decision one last time-- “after her dating ban is lifted, make her happy, alright?”

Chan’s facial features widen as the meaning of her words begin to sink in. “I will, Mrs. L/N!” he promises. “She’ll be the happiest girl alive; I swear to it!”

Your mother gives him a small smile and a tight nod. “Then don’t leave her alone in the car any longer.”

Chan bows profusely to her before running to meet you in the taxi.

“What did she want?” you ask when he returns.

“To grant me her little Christmas miracle.”

~ ad.gold