#I'd pick the 8:30 bus

[unforth]

I had a day off yesterday.

And I can already practically hear the assumptions that such a statement is prompting the reader to make. Those assumptions are wrong. I don't mean I didn't work. I did, for about 8 hours. That's not at all what I mean.

I mean my wife took the kids out at 9:30, spent the night with her mom, isn't back yet the next morning.

There are things I NEED people on this website to understand about parenting. And I've talked about it before, and I'll talk about it again, because honestly the way that Tumblr as a cohort talks about parents makes me sick. Multiple polls have shown that only about 2% of people on here are parents. We're a huge minority, and we're constantly talked over, ignored, or accused of being bad parents (like, personally, I have had people reply to my comments or come on to my posts and tell me I shouldn't have my kids). In my case, being a parent means I'm almost 41, I'm married to @ramblingandpie, and our children are inching up on being 8 and 6 years old.

My entire day, and therefore my entire life, revolves around them. I'm up most mornings at 5 AM, because that's the earliest they're "allowed" to wake up, and so my brain just defaults to being awake around then - better to wake up before them, at least then I get a few minutes in the morning. Between 5 and 7, I sit with them, do my social media, work on side blogs, study Chinese. Then it's helping them get ready for school, then my wife or I or both get them on the bus, and then I work until the last possible minute, which is either when I need to go pick them up for an after school activity or when I need to go down and meet them off the bus. My afternoons are after school activities, chores such as washing the dishes and cleaning up toys, talking with them, working with them, playing with them. Their bedtime starts at 7:40, and my son gets scared if I leave before he falls asleep so I sit with him until about 8:15. As soon as he's asleep, I go fall on my face, sleep as best I can, then wake up and do it again. Overnight, it's hard to sleep deeply, because about once a week someone will wake up in the middle of the night and need help. That could be as minimal as a hug or as complex as having to completely change the bedding on a bunk bed at 2 AM while also comforting a child who is afraid they'll be in trouble, or afraid they're sick, or afraid of their nightmare, or, or, or. Further, if a child is awake, there is always noise. I usually study Chinese with two or more competing sources of noise. I read the same way. My life is loud, and active, and consists of constant interruptions.

I adore my family, and I love my children, but this is terrible for me.

I do all of this as an neurodivergent introvert. My clinical depression is at least medicated, mostly because post-partum depression after I gave birth the first time nearly drove me to suicidal in under a week (we were expecting this and were prepared, fortunately, getting help was as simple as a phone call). The constant noise and interruptions and forced socialibility are about the worst combination of home-life I could be subjected to. I spend far too many early mornings just breathing deeply and gearing myself up to be subjected to the wall of Loud, Boisterous, Needing-My-Attention that is every minute when anyone else in the house is awake.

So what did my day off look like?

I helped get the kids ready to go and did some morning chores. I'd been up at 4:30 AM so I also had already social media'd and studied. Then, while my wife finished the preparations, I started work, and I worked from about 8 am to about 4 pm, straight. I didn't get hungry so didn't bother stopping for lunch. No one interrupted me, no one asked me to look at anything they'd built, no one broke my concentration, no sounds could be heard except those I'd chosen myself.

I'd been out the day before at a local shopping street and listened closely to the things the kids said they wanted, so at 4 I grabbed a couple orders I needed to ship for work and drove to our local downtown, dropped the orders in a post box, then went back to the shops and did some Christmas shopping in the 45 minutes or so before everything closed. I think I'm basically done with what we'll get them - other bigger things will be left to grand parents - so that's a load off, I literally had a stress dream earlier this week about it being 12/24 and having forgotten to do the shopping and having to go to (oh horrors) the mall on the day before Christmas. (Reminder: I'm a Jewish atheist. It's just virtually impossible not to Holiday in the Culturally Christian Hellscape that is the US. Also, my wife is Christian. So.) Found something cute for my wife, too, even tho I already know the main thing I'm getting her. Then, I realized - one of my favorite restaurants is on that block. So. I went there. I sat by myself at a table, only the indistinct restaurant hubbub around me. I read four or five chapters of my book, and ate a savory crepe, and drank lovely fruit tea, and got a scone to-go that I'll eat for lunch today. It was more than I probably should have spent on myself - about $25, including tip - but fuck it. I only get maybe a handful of days off all year, and I'm allowed to indulge a little.

Then I came home. There were no lights on. There was no noise. I had considered doing some more merch work while watching TV on the actual television (my kids are too young for subtitled shows, so usually if I want to watch My Shows I either have to do it on my computer when they're not around, or put them on and read all the subtitles aloud while trying to keep up and process the actual meaning of what I'm reading). But when I got back, the quiet and dark was so goddamn NICE that instead I curled up on the couch and read more of my book. I did that until bedtime - still about 8:15, because I'm exhausted. Then...I went to bed. And I slept long and deep, knowing that there was no chance I'd be interrupted and woken up, I didn't have to be, even in sleep, alert to every noise and possibility that I'd be needed.

I'm still exhausted and burned out, but even one night to myself felt really, really nice.

Saying "Tumblr does X" as a universal statement is doomed to failure, but generally speaking, the parenting posts I see on Tumblr, the ones with tens or hundreds of thousands of notes, speak what's apparently widely seen as a truism on here: that unless someone wants to spend 24/7 with their kids, to be 100% emotionally available at all times, is always kind and patient and perfect, they are a bad parent, maybe even abusive. I remember when covid started, there were multiple posts actively mocking the "oh god, my kids are now home all the time, how am I supposed to do this?" attitude that a lot of parents posted in despair. WhY dId YoU hAvE kIdS iF yOu DoN't WaNt To SpEnD tImE wItH tHeM?

Look at what my usual day looks like.

Look at what my day off looked like.

Do you really think I don't want to spend time with my kids? Do you really think I don't love my kids?

But I'm not a fucking MACHINE. I'm a PERSON. That's what people on Tumblr seem to forget. PARENTS ARE PEOPLE. The same tumblrinas who post ~uwu be kind to yourself rest if you need to, you should forgive yourself for that mistake you made~ will turn around, with zero sense of irony, and post "you're a bad parent if you ever raise your voice around a child."

Expecting parents to be perfect means expecting parents to be inhuman. It also means that a parent can't be poor (can't spend all your time being the perfect parent if you have to work multiple jobs or weird hours!), can't be introverted (can't be a perfect parent if you're not completely emotional available, god forbid socializing is exhausting for you), can't be on the ADHD or autism spectrum (what do you mean you forgot to get your kid to a doctor's appointment once? what do you mean over-stimulation can make you angry? how dare you get angry at a kid!), can't be depressed (gotta get out of bed every single day, gotta always be upbeat, patient, happy, or else that's Evil), can't be (like my wife) physically disabled (what do you mean your hands hurt too much to hold a child's hand? are you denying them touch?? CRUEL). And when the only answer you can offer to that is, "if you can't be that perfect you shouldn't be a parent," then you're saying people who aren't middle class to wealthy, people who aren't neurotypical, people who aren't physically able, shouldn't have children.

And honestly...what the fuck is your problem?

I'm not perfect. I tell my kids to just leave me alone sometimes. I raise my voice, especially when one of my kids starts punching the other, but also sometimes just cause I'm exhausted and Can't Anymore. I've forgotten an appointment by accident and felt like a total fucking idiot, and I've skipped an after school activity because I just wasn't up for taking them. I've served them more unbalanced, unhealthy meals than I can count. I've made many, many mistakes, but I've also done my best, and I love my kids, and I hope that when they grow up, they'll still love me even as they recognize that I wasn't perfect, just as I've come to accept my own parents' short-comings while still loving them very much. They're people, too, and the older I get, the more I understand where they were coming from.

When I fuck up, I apologize.

When they tell me they're unhappy with something I've done, I apologize, and I try to do better. Sometimes I even succeed.

This shit is hard, yo. And it's getting harder every year.

I'm BEGGING Tumblr: you need to start seeing parents as people. The way y'all talk about parenting on here is toxic, and genuinely harmful, and frankly exhausting. You have no idea what the reality of raising kids is like, and you need to shut the entire fuck up.

I had a day off yesterday.

I might get one more before the end of 2023.

I already can't wait. I am so, so, so tired. sigh

(if you actually read this whole rant and even a single word of it resonated for you, please reblog it. I'm tired of never seeing positive posts about parenting while I see negative ones with a bajillion notes.)

[explosionkatsu]

AGE DOESN'T MATTER 23

Dad!Bakugo x Teacher!Babysitter!Reader

22

7 p.m. is what it says to the clock and Katsuki hasn't arrived yet. It seems like Eijiro is quite busy as well for Kazui is still with her.

You were starting to feel uneasy since something must've come up that caused them to be this late. After checking your watch once again, you've decided to just drop Kazui yourself. The thing is, you don't know where Katsuki's parents live and you doubt you'll get a detailed answer from him.

'Well, no harm in trying.' You thought to yourself and poked Kazui who was busy watching some cartoons on your phone.

"Kazui-chan." You called out making Kazui look up at you confused.

"Hai?" He responded.

"Do you know where your bachan lives?" You asked.

You were surprised when Kazui told you the complete address, including the lot number.

"H-how?" You were amazed.

"Papa told me if I got lost, I can state Bachan's address so that someone can take me there safely!" Kazui beamed.

"That's very smart of you, Kazui-chan." You praised and gently patted his head smiling.

"Thank you!" Kazui answered.

"What do you say I drop you instead to your bachan?" You suggested. "I don't think Uncle Eiji will be here anytime soon. Something must've come up."

Kazui just nodded when you noticed him yawning. Of course, he's exhausted.

"Alright. Let's pack our stuff and head out." You said.

Y/n began fixing her things as well as Kazui. Once finished, she checked everything and left the school taking Kazui's hand to hers. She plans on buying something to consume on their way as well since it's been hours since Kazui ate anything.

Y/n took Kazui to a ramen house where Kazui finished his meal almost immediately and ate his yogurt on the bus. You intentionally made him sit at the window seat so that he'd be able to point out the place.

"We're here!" He suddenly exclaimed while pointing to a certain house.

Y/n pressed the stop button resulting in the bus halting a few blocks away from where Kazui's pointing. Carefully, Y/n guided Kazui out of the bus and headed to where he was pointing.

'If this is the wrong house, she could just apologize and say it's the wrong house.' Y/n thought while internally praying, as well as readying herself for the excuse.

When they reached the porch, Y/n shakingly pressed the doorbell twice. She was ready to make an excuse, chanting it over and over in her head. Her dread vanished when a woman who looked exactly like a female version of Katsuki opened the door.

"Can I- Kazui!?" Mitsuki shrieked. "Where the hell is your father?!"

"Bachaaan!!" Kazui beamed hugging Mitsuki.

"That brat," Mitsuki mumbled. "Masaru! Your brat left Kazui to some- wait." She blinked, finally looking at you. "Who are you?"

"O-oh!" Y/n stuttered. "I am Y/n L/n." She said and bowed down. "I am Kazui-chan's homeroom teacher, as well as his babysitter."

"Did Kat-, Bakugo leave Kazui to you?" Mitsuki asked and let Kazui in the house.

"Oh, not entirely." Y/n sweat dropped. "Kazui has been waiting for Kirishima to pick him up. But it seems like something came up. I realized it was getting a bit late so I decided to drop Kazui myself, which I am a bit thankful he knew the whole address." She explained, chuckling in the end.

"Oh what am I doing, come in!"

---

"Glad we were able to catch that villain. Man, I thought I'd leave patrol early today." Eijiro said while sitting on the stretcher and letting someone treat his wounds. "Sorry, I couldn't pick up Kazui today."

"Shit!" Katsuki cussed.

"What is it?" Eijiro asked looking at Katsuki in panic.

"I have a fucking date today!"

"What?! With who!?" Eijiro exclaimed. "Bro. You realized it's 8:30 in the evening already, right?"

"I'm supposed to fucking pick her up at the daycare."

Without hesitating, Katsuki told the medic to stop treating him.

"Who!? Where- Dynamight!!!" Eijiro called out. "Awe man."

Katsuki darted away from the scene focusing on getting to the daycare fast, hoping Y/n and Kazui were still there. But as soon as he reached the establishment, he saw that the lights were out and the portico was locked.

"Fuck!" He cussed loudly.

'She must've taken Kazui her. But where? At her home? Yeah. Probably it.' Katsuki thought to himself and blasted himself towards Y/n's apartment.

It took him a few minutes to get there only to notice that her lights were off as well.

"What the hell?" He mumbled. "Where the hell are they.." Katsuki said. He went to the window to check closer but saw no one.

The only place he hasn't gone yet is his own house and his parents.

"Damn it." He cussed once again and blasted away.

---

"So, you've been spending time with Katsuki." Mitsuki was surprised after learning this. It irritates her that Katsuki never tells him anything. "So, how's he?"

Y/n, who was sitting in the dining with Mitsuki smiled. "He's very-"

"Difficult?"

"A-ah. No..." Y/n sweat dropped. "He's really sweet." She giggled. "Whenever I come over to take care of Kazui, I usually cook dinner for 3 people. He'll get mad at me for cooking instead of ordering takeout since he always leaves enough cash for takeouts."

"What do you do to the money he leaves?" Mitsuki asked before sipping her cup of tea.

'Ah.' Y/n thought. It seems like she knew what Mitsuki was doing.

"I bought groceries." Y/n looked down as she said this. "I noticed that there aren't any greens in the fridge. It's usually meat, cereal, a bunch of juices, and a few spices."

"What happened to Katsuki." Mitsuki facepalmed. "That kid is always passionate about his cooking."

"He always complains whenever I cook for him, but he'll eat it anyway." Y/n giggled and took a sip of her tea.

"Why do you do it?" Mitsuki's getting interested in Y/n.

"I can see how tired and exhausted he is whenever he gets home from work."

As Y/n went on to explain, she didn't know that Mitsuki was watching her facial features. Her expression changes whenever she mentions something about Katsuki.

'He'll be so lucky to have this woman.' Mitsuki thought smiling to herself. "Ah. I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself." She smiled. "I'm Mitsuki Bakugo, and here my husband, Masaru Bakugo. You can just call me Mitsuki."

"Oh. It is a pleasure, Mitsuki." Y/n stood up and bowed as a sign of respect.

---

Reaching his own house, Katsuki can see the lights are as well off.

"What the hell?"

He's starting to get worried. Did someone kidnap them? Did they know who Y/n is?

"Fuck!" The only thing he can think of now is to call. But as he tries to reach for his phone, he realizes he left it in his office which frustrates him more.

The only place he hasn't checked is his parents where he doubts, they will be there, but he was hoping they are.

---

"Masaru," Mitsuki called out for her husband signaling him to come over.

Y/n was with Kazui in the living room, obviously spending time with him.

"Yes, dear?" Masaru responded.

"We haven't fully known Y/n right here but I'm liking her for Katsuki right now." She was grinning ear to ear while murmuring what she said.

"What makes you say that?" Masaru said placing a palm on Mitsuki's shoulder.

"I heard the things she did for him. She's the woman I want for our son." Mitsuki smiled.

"You know we just can't-"

"Set them up," Mitsuki answered mischievously.

"Katsuki's smart, dear."

"Not with us." She snickered. "Y/n dear! Come here!"

Y/n blinked curiously but stood up anyway and went to Mitsuki and Masaru.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Eh?

This question made you blink again. "Huh?"

"Oh! We apologize for snooping around. You are a very lovely woman so we're guessing you have a man in your life." Mitsuki's a great actor alright.

"U-um. I don't have a boyfriend." You stuttered but confused. "It's been years since I last had one."

"Why's that, sweetie?" She was curious, okay?

"I just don't have enough time to look for someone..." You answered truthfully. "If someone came into my life, then I'll accept them wholeheartedly."

"I swear to god if they aren't here-"

Just as Y/n finished her sentence, Katsuki came barging in. Everyone was jolted by his entrance, making them all look at him, and Kazui, well, ran to Y/n in fear.

Mitsuki though, after seeing it was only her son, stomped her way to Katsuki and gave him a hard smack on his head which made Y/n gasp.

"That's normal, Y/n," Masaru says assuring her.

"Ooh.." Y/n said in response.

"Why the hell are you barging in here like that!? You gave us a heart attack you idiot!"

"I was looking for Y/n and Kazui!"

"That doesn't change the fact that you almost killed us all!"

"How the hell would I do that woman!?"

"Who are you calling woman, hah!?"

Then Mitsuki gave Katsuki another smack whilst Masaru just sighed in the background, smiling.

"A-ano.." Y/n's voice halted both the blonde-haired.

Both blonde-haired paused in bickering when they heard Y/n's voice making them look at her.

"Kazui!" Katsuki called out as he reached for Kazui, embracing him tightly. "I was so worried." He breathes out what after seeing Kazui safe.

"Papaaaaa." Kazui groaned, squirming a little while being embraced by his father. "I'm okay!"

Mitsuki just slightly shook her head while witnessing the scene.

"How did they get here?" Katsuki asked as he stood up looking at his mother.

"They knock at the door, genius," Mitsuki answered crossing her arms.

"I- whatever." Katsuki facepalmed.

"A-ano.." You stuttered. "Kazui-chan gave me the address."

He was so focused on Kazui that he almost forgot that you were also here in his parent's house. So when his eyes gaze upon you, he can't help but blush a little which goes unnoticed by Mitsuki who smirks seeing this.

"Tsch." Katsuki tched. "Thanks for keeping Kazui safe."

"It's my responsibility as his teacher and babysitter." You smiled.

"I'm guessing you've met my old hag here," Katsuki mumbles as he scratches his cheeks.

Y/n was a bit distraught. She never focuses on what he is saying because Katsuki is covered in bruises, scratches, wounds, and dirt. She was tempted to heal him.

"Katsuki.." Y/n called out softly.

Katsuki stopped talking and looked at her raising an eyebrow.

"I apologize for cutting you, but I hope you don't mind if I take a look at your bruises. It might get infected... Especially those open wounds.." Y/n said staring at Katsuki worriedly.

"Now that you mentioned it," Mitsuki spoke up. "You look terrible! I was just watching you and Eijiro defeat that villain! Why aren't you patched up!?"

Katsuki only rolled his eyes hearing his mother yell at him, but deep inside he kinda missed it. "Eijiro was getting patched up." Katsuki started. "I was going to as well when he fu-, mentioned Kazui. Since I made plans with Y/n as well, I thought of picking him up instead. But I realized it was a bit late, and looked around for them."

"Be glad that your son knows our address." Mitsuki sighed.

"Son, why don't you use your old bedroom and stay here for tonight?" Masaru walked towards them, smiling. "Your mother can help you with those while I prepare dinner. I'm sure Miss Y/n and Kazui are starving as well."

"A-ah! You don't have to-"

"That would be lovely!" Mitsuki beamed.

"Tsch." Well, it was not a bad idea. "Fine. Only because I'm exhausted."

"Alright then! I'll bring the aid kit while your father-

"Give it to Y/n," Katsuki said finally removing his combat boots.

"Ha?" Mitsuki was confused.

"She's a healer." Katsuki simply said making Y/n's eyes wide open.

"How did y-you know?.." Y/n stuttered.

"Doesn't matter," Katsuki said.

"Oh? That's very interesting, Y/n." Mitsuki smiled. "You can patch Katsuki in his room. I can finally spend time with my grandson!"

---

Katsuki went to his old bedroom along with Y/n following him. He didn't expect his night to turn this way but he was a bit glad to have some a little privacy with Y/n.

"This is my old room," Katsuki said stopping in front of a door.

He slowly pushed the door open and switched the lights on revealing a tidy room with a bunch of Almight stuff around the room.

"I see a fan." Y/n giggled while they both walked into the room.

"Whatever," Katsuki answered. "Be thankful it's not like Izuku's." He mumbled.

"Hm?"

"I'll go shower." He said. "You can wait here. Just sit on the bed, I guess."

"Oh. I'll prepare the med kit while waiting for you." Y/n smiled.

"Alright. I'll be quick." Katsuki said and left.

A few minutes passed, and Katsuki got out of the shower fully clothed. He decided to just change in the bathroom so that it wouldn't create any awkwardness between him and Y/n. He also wore something that might help Y/n while she heals him.

"Would these clothes be a bother?" He asked slowly approaching Y/n who was comfortably sitting on the bed.

Hearing his voice shook her a little bit. Luckily she managed to hide it.

As she looked at Katsuki, her eyes widened on seeing what he was wearing. A loose black tank top along with what seems like sleepwear shorts stops a few inches above his knee.

"Oi."

Y/n blinked when he called out. "I-it's okay."

Katsuki sat across from her, not too close but not too far either. He watched how she took a bunch of stuff out of the kit as if she was familiar with what she was doing. Like a muscle memory almost.

"I have a question." Katsuki suddenly blurts out.

"Oh, uh. What is it?" Y/n asked while focusing on the liquid disinfectant.

"Why didn't you take the medical field?" As if hitting a sensitive spot, Katsuki noticed how her movements turned slow. "You don't have to answer if it's something sensitive." He quickly added.

"No, no. It's fine." Y/n smiled at him. "It's not sensitive as well." She said. "I just dont like seeing people die. Especially under my care." She sighed as the smile never left her lips. "I get attached easily which is not a good thing as a doctor, or so I was told. Haha."

While reading the formula of the disinfectant, Y/n managed to answer Katsuki. "I wanted to be a doctor. But since I am a very emotional person, I decided to just teach."

"Why didn't you tell me your quirk is healing?"

Y/n giggled remembering her reason.

"The hell is so funny about it, hah?" Katsuki was confused as to why she found his question amusing.

"Sorry!" Y/n apologized immediately. "I just think that you might find my reason foolish."

"I won't if you tell me." Katsuki tsked. 

"Well. I watched you a lot on the television. All your interviews." Y/n started.

"Right," Katsuki smirked. "I forgot that you're a fan of Dynamight."

"S-shut it.." Y/n blushed. "Anyway," after clearing her throat, she continues, "Dynamight is a very protective person and doesn't want to cause any harm to anyone. Since my quirk causes self-harm, I know you'd be against it if I used it on you or Kazui when I started working for you."

She does have a point.

"So, the day you got home injured, I told Kirishima to not say a word when I both mended you two," Y/n explained while dabbing the liquid on a cotton ball.

"You think I'll let you use it on me, huh?" Katsuki said looking at her.

"H-huh?"

"Of course fucking not." He added and looked away. "You're precious to me. I don't want you getting hurt." He said while his face was turning red.

Y/n's face was worse though, hers was redder than tomato. "U-um.. Your a-arm, please.."

"Wha t do you even like about Dynamight, huh," Katsuki asked out of nowhere while he raised his arm and felt her gentle grasp on his skin. For some reason, it feels very comforting.

"What do I like about him?" Y/n smiled. "He was very passionate about saving people. I admire how bold he is in every situation. No matter what kind of villain he faces, he assures people that he'll defeat them. I just hate it when people misunderstand him just by judging him. They didn't know that without his hero suit, Dynamight was a very different person."

---

"Hey, Masaru." Mistuki called out while preparing the food with her husband.

"Yes, dear?" Masaru answered.

"Did you notice what Katsuki said earlier?" Mitsuki said pausing on washing the vegetables.

"Hm.." Masaru thinks for a second before answering, "Which part?"

"Katsuki said he has plans with Y/n." Mitsuki looked at Masaru as she said this. "I think Katsuki doesn't need our help."

Masaru just smiled at his wife. "Like I said, our son is smart."

24

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Happy New year, everyone!! I am back!!! I hope you like this part!

Thank you for all your patience! 🥺🥺

[final-girl96]

My Boyfriend's Back Chapter Three

Wednesday 10:30 PM

September 25, 1996

I was in my room reading when I heard something out on the roof. I set my book down and walked over to my window. I peaked my head out and saw Billy walking across to get to Sidney’s room. “What’cha doin, Romeo?” He jumped a little, spinning around to look at me with wide eyes. “Fuck. yn, what’re you doing here?” he asked. I raised my eyebrows at him. “Well, you see I live here and this is my room. It would have been easier for you to just climb up onto the roof from the other side.”

He looked a little awkward just standing there. “So you going to tell me why you decided to climb into my sister’s bedroom window?” I asked. He looked hesitant to tell me anything. I rolled my eyes, “I'm not going to tell my dad if that’s what you’re worried about.” He relaxed a little after I said that. "I was at home watching TV and I got bored. Thought I'd take a drive and come see Sid." I hummed, "well, have fun. If you were hoping to get laid you know that won't happen." He glared at me and I smiled, closing my window and curtains.

Only a few seconds later I heard Sidney let out a small scream and then dad was knocking on her door. I was so entertained by all this that I had to know what her excuse would be. I walked out into the hall and across the landing. "Yeah, Sid, what's going on in there?" I asked, smirking at her. "Nothing. I didn't scream," she said. "I swear I heard a scream," dad said and she shook her head. He gave her a look but let it go.

"Okay, well, I'm going to bed. I have an early flight in the morning. Remember–" before he could continue we spoke at the same time. "You're staying at the Hilton beside the airport." He nodded his head, "and if you need anything just call me. I've left money for you if you need it. Good night, I love you." He kissed Sidney's forehead then walked over to me and did the same. He walked back down stairs to the guest room, well now his bedroom. I walked over to Sidney before she closed the door. "Romeo, should really be more discreet when trying to sneak in through your window." I winked and walked back to my room.

When I walked back into my room Stu was sitting on my bed. "How the fuck did you get in here?" I asked, quickly closing and locking my door. "You gotta lock your window, babe. Now come here." I rolled my eyes but went over to him.

Thursday 8:00 PM

September 26, 1996

When we got to school the next day there were news vans and new reporters covering the lawn. "What the hell is going on?" I whispered to Sidney. I had taken the bus since Stu called and said he wouldn't be able to pick me up. We looked around and my eyes stopped on one person in particular. Gale fucking Weathers. She decided to take advantage of our mother's death. She took Cotton Weary's side and then wrote a fucking book.

"Did you guys hear?" Sidney and I both jumped. "Jesus, Tatum," I said, putting a hand over my heart. "What's going on?" Sideny asked. "Casey Becker and Steve Orth were murdered last night." We looked at her with wide eyes. "What?!" I shouted. "And not just killed. We're talking splatter movie killed--split open end to end," she said. I felt fucking sick ti my stomach. "Casey Becker? She sits next to me in English," Sid said.

"Not anymore. Her parents found her hanging from a tree. Her insides on the outside," Tatum said. I looked at her and she cringed. "Shit, sorry, yn. I know you guys were friends." I nodded my head, "yeah, kind of I guess. Do they know who did it?" I asked. We walked up the steps to go inside the school. "Fucking clueless–they're interrogating the entire school. Teachers, students , Btaff, janitors."

"They think it's school-related?" Sidney asked as we stopped before going inside. "They don't know. Dewey said this is the worse crime they've ever seen. Even worse than…" Tatum stopped talking. We knew what she was going to say. This was the worst crime they've seen since our mother's murder. "Well, it's bad." We walked into the building after that and headed to class.

Everyone was being called to the office to be questioned by Sheriff Burke. Sidney and I were called at the same time and it was awkward to say the least. After we were allowed to leave we went to one more class before meeting everyone at the fountain. "Hello, beautiful," Stu said, kissing my cheek when I sat between his legs. "What kind of questions did they ask you, guys?" Tatum asked. "They asked if we knew Casey," Sidney told her. "Yeah, they asked when the last time was when I saw her. I told them when she came into the video store around like eight-thirty."

"Yeah. They asked me that too," she said. "Hey, they ask if you like to hunt?" Stu asked Billy. His arms were wrapped around me holding me to him. "Yeah, they did. They ask you?" Billy asked and Stu nodded. "Hunt? Why would they ask you if you like to hunt?" Tatum asked, confused. She popped a grape into her mouth looking between Billy and Stu. She was sitting on the other side of me and Stu right beside Randy. "Cause their bodies were gutted," Randy said.

"Thank you, Randy," Billy said, sitting up more to look at him. "They didn't ask me if I like to hunt,' Tatum pouted a little. "That's 'cause there's no way a girl could've killed 'em," Stu said. I turned my head to look at him. "That is so sexist," I told him. "Yeah, the killer could easily be female. Basic Instinct?" Tatum said, rolling her eyes. "That was an ice pick. Not exactly the same thing," Randy said, popping something into his mouth.

"Yeah, Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out. And the fact is, It takes a man to do something like that," Stu shrugged. "Or a man's mentality," I said. He smirked at me and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "How do you... gut someone?" I looked over at Sidney. Her head was looking down at her lap as she played with a loose string. I reached over and grabbed her hand and she squeezed it back. "You take a knife, and you slit 'em from groin to sternum." We looked at Stu in shock and disgust.

"Hey. It's called tact, you fuck-rag," Billy said. "Hey, Stu, didn't you used to date Casey?" Sidney asked. Fucking low blow, Sid. Sru scoffed out a laugh, tightening his hold on me. "Yeah, for like two seconds," he said. "Before she dumped him for Steve," Randy said. "I thought you dumped her for me?" I asked. I mean sure me and Casey were friends but we weren't that close. Besides she was never really into Stu in the first place. "I did. He's full of shit," Stu said, looking at Randy.

"And are the police aware that you dated the victim?" Randy asked, smirking. "Hey, what are you saying? That I killed her?" Stu asked. There was no way Stu could do that. Why would he? It's not like he had a grudge or anything. And I just can't see him killing a person. "It would certainly improve your high school 'Q', " Randy said. "Stu was with me last night, okay?" I said. Stu kissed my neck, a smile spread across his face. "Yeah, I was."

"Ooh?" Randy says, eyebrows raised. "Was that before or after he sliced and diced?" He asked, leaning over Tatum a little as he stood. "Fuck you, nutcase. Where were you last night?" Tatum asked. Randy sat back down and shrugged, "Working, thank you. And yn was there too," he said. "At the video store? I thought they fired your sorry ass." I chuckled, "They did. Twice," I said. "I didn't kill anybody," Stu said and I kissed his cheek. "Nobody said you did."

Stu looked over at Billy and smiled, "Thanks, buddy." Yeah there was definitely no way Stu could kill someone. Billy only on the other hand…well i could see him doing something like that with that pent up anger he has. "Besides, it takes a man to do something like that," Randy said, trying to mock Stu. "I'm gonna gut your ass in a second, kid," Stu told him. "Tell me something—" Randy stood up. "Did you really put her liver in the mailbox? 'Cause I heard they found her liver in the mailbox next to her spleen and her pancreas."

"Randy, you goon-fuck. I'm trying to eat here," Tatum said, throwing a grape at him. "She's getting mad, all right? You better liver alone," Stu said. I rolled my eyes and watched Sidney get up. She kissed Billy and then walked away. "Sid, wait up!" Tatum grabbed her stuff and ran after her. "Liver alone! Li— Ow!" Billy punched Stu in the arm. "Liver. Liver. It was a joke."

[dollsonmain]

Ok, Son's at school. I didn't realize they're getting out early on Thursday instead of on Friday, so I have a lot less alone time before another long holiday break than I thought.

Ugh. I do honestly like spending time with my Son, but not the noise videos he likes. They hurt. He's good about understanding when I can't take it anymore, though, and will either go in another room or is comfortable with me going down to the basement for a while.

I think maybe we'll listen to some of those records that I found unbearable together over the holiday. I think Son might like those, and while I don't like them, it doesn't mean he's not allowed to.

Still need to get a record cleaning kit.

-

That Guy is pushing both Son and me to get jobs somewhere in town without cars. I'm like, how we get to work????

He usually yells at me that I'm making excuses, then yesterday in the car yelled that he'd drive us, and had already said that.

He never said that.

He said he'd get Son a car once Son got his license, and then Son could take himself to work, and every time I mention how would I get to work he's said I'm making excuses and also said that I'd get the job first and then we'd figure out transportation which is illogical.

Not once did he say he intended to personally drive us to work, at least not until yesterday.

I don't think he means that anyway.

How's he going to do that? He leaves for work at 5 am, and if I don't start until like 9am to 6pm because I'd have to work full time to qualify for insurance which is what this is all about, I mean, I'm not sitting around my workplace for an extra 4-5 hours before my shift especially if I happen to find an office job and the office is closed until work time. That's just not possible in the winter.

Then he has to be home in time to drive Son to work after school but if he's not getting to work himself until 9 or 10 am because he has to drive me, then he's not getting home until 7 or 8 because it's a long commute (1 hr 15 minutes one way) to HIS work, and Son's work would probably be something like 5 to 10pm because he is a teenager in school.

Then he'd be having to go pick me up around 6 pm, and Son at maybe 10pm. They'd get home around 11.

The only other option is that I manage to stumble upon some legitimate work-from-home (I'd rather work outside and interact with people; I've been trapped in this house and isolated for 16 years) or work overnights, but he's vetoed the idea of me working nights because he doesn't want to sleep alone.

Depending on where Son and I would be working we might be able to manage our schedules such that Son goes to work right after school (5pm or so start time, gives him time to come home, shower, get dressed, and leave again) and then I start work when Son's shift is ending so that That Guy makes one trip to town to drop Son off at work, another to pick up Son and drop me off and that would be roughly 9:30 pm to 10:30 pm if we happen to work in the same place or at least nearby each other. He'd get home and get to bed around 11. Then That Guy has to come and get me at 7am which is right after Son gets on the bus (meaning That Guy would have to get up with Son in the morning to make sure he got on the bus because I wouldn't be there), bring me home, and then he might be leaving for work around 8:30 am assuming he did his morning get-ready before leaving to get me. Gets to work at 9:30, works the full shift so off work at 6:30 pm, then gets home at 7:30, though more like 8:30 or even 9 due to rush hour traffic out of the DC Metro area and at that point Son's missed most of his work shift...

It's the same as the insurance thing. He demands it happens then gets in the way of it happening and blames others for it not happening.

What he needs to do to make this work the way he wants it to is get at least one more car that son and I could share or for us to move somewhere the two of us can walk to work.

Either way, it's going to cost him money to not have to spend his money on us and he's short circuiting trying to figure out how to make this all work without him spending any money.

[lurkingteapot]

bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

tagged by @mahuhumaling and @galauvant, meme created by @fiercynn

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc. please include this note with the meme unless you have a different definition!

name and whatever you want to share about yourself I'm tpt! 30s, queer, brainweird, language nerd, been reading BL and slash and other queer lit since before the turn of the millennium and probably (hopefully) never gonna stop.

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom? I watched the first episode the day after it aired. Went in knowing nothing about it except the English title, which I thought was thoroughly unappealing, and the promo image. Came out of ep 1 convinced Paa was the only person with any sense on the entire show, but sufficiently intrigued (ointment sharing! Line ID shenanigans!) to keep watching. So I watched as it aired from ep 2, and when the bus stop scene rolled around, I blocked the airing time slot out in my calendar so I could watch live (which didn't work out for ALL eps, but … close enough). I did find a regular group to squee with after ep 5, but didn't really interact with fandom beyond that little bit of squeeing with friends and looking at fan art until after ep 9, I think. This was the first Thai BL show I watched week to week, and that also made it special to me.

favorite ship(s) Pat/Pran.

favorite character(s) Used to be Pran no contest, but Pat worked his way into my heart in the later episodes. couldn't choose now. they're all favourites.

favorite episode(s) I really love episodes 3-5 and 10/11. but honestly I love the show as a whole, and the episodes in the context they exist in. Except for the gun subplot.

favorite scene(s)  the opening sequence of ep 2! also episode 3 bus stop scene (and Pat's way of accomodating Pran in it), ep 4 sleepover scene, ep 5 Pat's realisation/the fight, ep 6 gate convo scene, ep 8 fight/apology scene, ep 9 hand-holding scene, ep 10 Our Song teaser scene and confrontation scenes, ep 11 affirmation/we got to go back scene and wishful thinking sequence, ep 12 bar scene.

one thing you would change about the show if you could I'd adjust the pacing of ep 12 so the fake-out is a smaller part of the whole thing proportionally.

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people? It's really hard to pick. I love SO MANY. Even just the authors whose fic I list here have written more than one of my faves each. but let's see:

fic (missing scene): keeps me warm by unsungyellowraincoat (@isaksbestpillow). direct ep 8 aftermath exploration that made me ache.

fic (canon divergence): fight or flight (worth the wait) by jabber_moose (@galauvant). Ep 2 canon divergence wherein Pran is discovered under Pat's bed.

fic (AU): Pinocchio by aworkingprinter (@miscellar). In which Pran has an obvious, unsuppressable tell when he lies.

fan animation: international love song by @architectxengineer

fan art: this pic by @ thatgothsamurai was one of the first things I saw in this fandom in the way of art and it's stuck with me

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made?

fic: the only truth that sticks (<5k, G) is my take on Pran's mother's backstory, told as vignettes from her school years. There's a lot I'd do differently if I wrote it now – not give her a nickname, for one – but it's nevertheless my baby; when I started it, I hadn't finished and posted any fic in over 20 years.

I had a collection of random language- and storytelling related observations about the show on twitter that I should probably copy over somewhere else at some point for preservation purposes.

there's an epic canon divergence that lives only in my friend's and my DMs and a back-up doc that I'm starting to think will never take full shape, but I love it anyway. There's also an escalating intimacy thing set vaguely pre-canon plus ep 7 to time skip that I've not added to in a year and probably won't finish, either, but again: love what I've got there.

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol) If it's a bittersweet love song I'm PatPraning it. But specifically: Tilly Birds' เพื่อนเล่น ไม่เล่นเพื่อน (Just Being Friendly) and pretty much the entire tracklist from the ON Thailand fanmeet, especially แดงกับเขียว (Red and Green) by TaitosmitH, แน่ใจไหม (Are You Sure) by Nont Tanont, อย่าใกล้กันเลย (We shouldn't be close) in Aof Pongsak's version, and ดวงเดือน (Moon) by Joey Phuwasit.

idk anything else you want us to know? I love this show. I love the hopeful ending. I love all the recurring characters (yes, that includes Wai and the parents), with all their flaws. I love how gently P'Aof tells this story – the way he approaches entrenched BL clichés, picks them up, examines them, and puts them back down: does it have to go this way? not for us, not for this story, let's look at how else this could go. He said he wanted to make a typical, an ordinary BL, and he did, and he didn't.

I love that I met so many nice people through our mutual love of this show. I love that we're still on the rooftop nearly two years later.

I love that there's so many sides of this fandom – analytical, transformative, curative, and everything in between.

I have completely lost track of who has and hasn't done this yet, but IF you see this and think, hey, this seems fun! and decide to do it, please tag?

[nightmaresaskblog]

Chapter Three:

Things going Wrong

This one is a bit longer than the others, so keep that in mind.

Fanfic under cut!

Tw/Cw: missing dog, description of disturbing imagery

It was a new day with a new dawn. The afton children all stumbled into the kitchen for breakfast, processing being alive.

William was there cooking pancakes and just a cheery as ever. (Well, as cheery you could be when you've just woken up 10 minutes ago and haven't had your morning coffee yet.)

"Good morning, kiddos!"

"What's all this?" Micheal yawned.

"Well it's your first day of school. Thought I'd make something to fit the occasion!" William sat a plate of pancakes at Micheal's spot.

"I can also finally unpack all the other house decorations while you're at school. Getting two things done at once, eh?"

The kids all groaned in frustration. School was not fun at all. Work, teachers, bullies. All schools had them, so what else could they expect?

Even though Micheal and Elizabeth were talking to try and wake themselves up, William seemed to notice something was off about Evan.

"Evan, are you alright?"

Evan jumped in his chair, frightened and on edge. Upon closer inspection, William noticed the dark rings under his son's eyes.

"I-I'm fine. Just tired."

Micheal scoffed. "No kidding. You look like you gotten zero sleep! What's wrong with you?"

"Micheal, that's enough. You don't say things like that to your brother." William pointed his fork at Micheal, then turned to Evan.

"Had something bothered you last night?"

Evan shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I was thinking about.. About.. About mom."

The room went silent. The afton family stared off in different directions, deciding that the floor was more interesting than the conversation.

William sighed. "I know times are tough now, but.. Things will be better. All we need to do is work together as a family to get through the day, alright?"

The kids nodded in unison.

"Good. Now-" He stood up, putting his plate in the sink. "I believe you should finish eating and get ready. You need to be at the school in 30 minutes.

As the kids finished their meals, William's mind was set on finishing one of his projects.

A toy for the lonely ones. A game where you could play red light green light. The classic children's game.

The Plushtrap Chaser!

Walks in the dark! Freezes in the light!

He had to make sure it even worked, though. All his other projects had failed. But with Uncle Henry helping, he was finally able to get his idea rolling.

"Are you sure you have everything?"

"Yes dad."

"Just want to make sure."

The bus rolled up to a good lengthy distance from the house, as if it was scared of it.

Nevertheless, the kids sprinted over to board the bus.

William waved at his kids. Hopefully, they would be well behaved at school. For now, he has other plans.

He grabbed the animatronic from his office and set it down on the chair in the hallway. It was dark enough for the room to be illuminated by his flashlight.

He made sure it was on and had working batteries, then walked over to the other side of the hallway and sat down.

Taking a deep breath, he turned off the light.

He listened for sounds of animatronic movement, footsteps, anything.

He started counting in his head.

1...2.....3......4.....5.....

He sat still, listening to any signs of movement.

6....7.....8......9....10....11-

There was a thump.

William stayed silent, hoping for more sounds. But it was silent. He turned on the light, expecting it to have move closer, and let out a gasp.

The doll had fallen to the left side of the hallway as if it was tossed over.

William sighed in frustration. The thing moved a bit, sure, but it just glitched out and fell. It was supposed to walk towards it's programmed spot! Why the hell was it not working?

"Well, if at first you don't succeed, try again. And if that fails, throw it out and make another one." William muttered to himself.

He picked up the toy and shoved it back into his office. He would probably ask Henry to fix it.

William's attention turned to the loud barking of his dog.

"Sparky? What's wrong, boy?"

The sounds came from the hallway near Evan's room. Sparky was standing at the grandfather clock, growling and barking up a frenzy.

William's eyes followed the trail, and what exactly Sparky was barking at.

It was a plush bear perched on top of the grandfather clock passed down through generations. It's eyes stared at William, filled with more life than his deceased wife.

How did the plush get there? Did Micheal put it up there as a prank for Evan? He had to have some sort of stepping stool to reach the top? And when could have he done that?

William took the plush off of the grandfather clock and examined it in his hands.

"Well, it's still a plush." William muttered. He ventured over to Evan's room and tossed it on his bed. It had to be Evan's.

William turned to his office, picked up his phone, and dialed a familiar number.

It rang twice, then someone answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Henry."

"Ah, William! It's been a while! Have your family settled in, yet?"

William shook his head, then realizing how silly he looked since Henry couldn't see his face.

"Yeah, a bit. The kids has picked out their rooms and got their stuff unpacked. I'm currently working on other projects."

"Let me guess. The Plushtrap chaser?"

William sighed and sat down in his chair. "Yeah. Tried testing it out today while the kids were at school."

"And?" Henry pressured.

"It just fell off the chair. I don't know what I'm doing wrong!" William slammed his hand on the desk, then winced due to the pain.

"Maybe I could come over and see what's wrong with it? I can try and fix it." Henry offered.

"Yeah. I could use some help with it. Just wished I would finally create something that works for once."

"Don't worry. We'll get this working." Henry reassured him.

Sparky began barking again.

"Hang on, I gotta go for a bit. Sparky needs taken out."

"Alright. Want me to come over and help with anything?"

William stood up. "Yeah that'll be great."

"Great! I'll be there in a half an hour!"

The line disconnected, and William hung up. He grabbed Sparky's leash from the wall and made his way towards the noise.

"Come on Sparky. Where are you?"

William turned a corner and gasped. The back door was open a crack. Sparky had run out.

"Oh fucking hell." He took off into the yard and towards the woods, slamming the door behind him. "SPARKY!"

William kept a steady pace, trying to find his dog.

He shouted his name a dozen times until his throat was hoarse.

William heard rumbling in the distance, then felt raindrops pour on his head.

Oh great. Rain. Just what I needed.

He couldn't search for Sparky in the rain, at least, not dressed like this. It was already started to get cold on the chilly September morning.

William started walking to the direction of the house. He called out Sparky's name in a vain attempt for him to appear again.

No response.

How far did that dog go? Why would he run off like that?!

Elizabeth is gonna KILL me if she finds out Sparky's gone missing.

William made it to the house and walked inside. He dried off and took Sparky's food bowl and filled it up with treats.

He took it to the back porch and left it out. If Sparky gets hungry, he can come back, William thought.

The doorbell rang, signaling Henry's arrival. William opened the door, and there he was, toolbox in hand.

"I figured I'd bring this. Is everything okay?"

William buried his face in his hands. "No. Our dog went missing. He ran out back and into the woods and I can't find him!"

Henry gasped in shock.

The two got properly dressed in coats and wandered into the woods again, searching for their lost dog.

"Sparky!"

"Come on, boy, we gotta go home!"

"Sparky! Where are you?!"

The duo had ventured further and further, leaves crackling under the footsteps of the brothers.

The forest stretched on for what seemed like miles, with the branches ready to snag the brothers and trap them there forever.

There was no sound of Sparky anywhere. No barks, no yowls, nothing. The only sounds were the mens' voices calling out for an answer, and the rain pattering on the life in the place.

Henry broke the ambiance.

"We could print out some missing posters. I'm sure that the local town would like to help."

William mumbled out a "Okay," but it was mangled and muffled it sounded like "Oksmsmma"

"What was that?"

" I SAID OKAY!!" William shouted, the stress and temper getting to him. The sound of his voice echoed through the woods, then fell silent.

Upon noticing the frightened expression, William took a deep breath.

"I shouldn't have yelled. I'm sorry."

"I know."

"It's just- we can't find that damned dog."

"I know."

"Just add it to the list of shit I've got to deal with! What's next for me, huh?" William threw up his arms in frustration. The fear and panic was getting to him.

Henry put a hand on his shoulder. "We'll ask the town if they've seen him, or put up missing posters for him. We'll find Sparky."

William nodded, too tired to respond right away.

"Did you do anything that could be the cause of Sparky running away?"

William fumbled with his words. "The back door was open. I believe I left it open a bit by accident."

"Well, don't worry. He couldn't have gotten far, and he'll return when he gets hungry." Henry patted his brother-in-law's shoulder.

"Now let's head home. We'll both catch a cold if we stay out for this long."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Henry stated as he examined the Plushtrap.

Hours later, the two were dried off, and might as well make the most of Henry's arrival.

"Well, it wouldn't work when I tested it out!" William exclaimed.

"Hey, calm down. I just got to reset the programming. It should work now."

Henry and William went to the hallway and attempted the game again.

They set the doll on the chair and then sat at the other end. Henry coded it so that it would be connected to the X.

"It's not gonna work, Henry. I already tried it."

"I just wanna test it for myself."

The two sat in silence for a while, waiting to the hear the Plushtrap make noise.

Henry turned on the light.

The Plushtrap head was cocked to the side and its body was leaned forward, as if preparing to exit the chair.

"You made him freeze up! Turn the light off!"

The hallway went dim, and they sat in silence again.

There was a pitter patter of footsteps. Henry turned on the light, and the toy went into hiding in one of the rooms.

"Holy shit." William gasped.

Henry turned off the light and waited.

The footsteps were running faster now.

Henry turned on the light, and the Plushtrap froze at the X. Upon reaching it's designation, it powered down.

The two men cheered.

"Fucking finally!" William gave his partner a high five.

Henry picked up the toy. "I told you it was gonna work."

"Well, I didn't believe it would work at first."

Henry frowned. Upon seeing that expression, William forced out a laugh. "I mean, I thought my work was so bad that it couldn't be salvaged! I'm impressed you managed to get it working."

Henry let out a chuckle. "You're the one who comes up with the ideas. I'm the one who brings them to life."

The duo laughed. Henry started packing up his things.

"I have to leave. Gotta go pick up the twins and all."

William waved good bye to his friend. "Take care, and drive safe, alright? Hate to see you get hurt due to the rain."

Henry drove off away from the house, and William was alone again.

Without Sparky around, the house was silent again. The funniest feeling, huh? When you're alone and no one else is around, you'd become more aware of your surroundings.

He noticed the ticking of the grandfather clock echoing through the house, the hum of the air conditioner.

He tried turning on the radio, but all that came was static. He slammed his hand on the radio, trying to get it to work. He shut it off in rage.

"It's a new house. Might as well explore it," William muttered.

The inside of the house was unique. It seemed that whoever built it had too many ideas at once, and shoved all of them into the structure.

The hall where the duo did the Plushtrap experiment had 4 doors, 2 on each side. One a closet, another a bathroom, another leading to the basement, and the 4th was just brick. It seemed like they forgot about building the 4th room and just didn't bother to fix it. Whatever was meant to lie beyond that door was gone.

The window was square and was built high up. It would take a grown adult with a ladder to reach that height. In fact, in many places around the house, there were places that had objects placed in random places that it would upset and anger people who were picky about how their things were placed.

The hallway, or rather, hallways, leading to Evan's room were odd as well. The ceilings were very high up, higher than 15 feet tall. It seemed like they wanted to add a second floor, but decided against it the last minute.

William heard the rumble of the bus approaching the driveway, and heard the sounds of his children.

"God dammit," William muttered. He checked the back door to see if Sparky was there.

He wasn't. There was no sign of the dog anywhere.

The front door opened, and the Afton family made their entrance.

"Daddy! We're home!" Elizabeth shouted.

"Liz, stop pulling on my backpack!" Micheal shouted.

"Well it's not my fault you have your backpack open all the time!"

"The zipper broke, okay?!"

William approached his children, a forced smile on his face.

He hugged his children in a group hug.

"Uh, Dad? Are you okay? You're acting weird," Micheal was the first to talk.

"Kids, there's.. Something bad happened. Sparky, he... He went missing."

Elizabeth's mouth dropped, her shoulders sank.

Immediately all of the kids started asking a million questions.

"How did he go missing?!'

"Can we find him again?!"

William raised his hands in an attempt to silence his children. "He ran off out back and I couldn't catch up to him. I put food out back for him, and Uncle Henry offered to make missing posters for Sparky. We'll find him."

That wasn't enough. The kids were in tears, horrified that a family member went missing so quick. First their mom, and now Sparky.

William hugged his children, visibly upset. He didn't know what else to say.

....

The kids didn't eat much supper that night. They spent the afternoon trying to help find Sparky. Even with Charlie and Sammy helping, it wasn't enough.

The family plastered the posters all over town in vain hopes that someone would find Sparky. Henry offered to build a fence around their house once they found Sparky to prevent him from vanishing again.

Micheal tried not to think about what would happen to Sparky out there. There was already a dead animal skull out there. Would Sparky's skeleton join the others?

The thoughts wouldn't leave the family even at night. It seemed that someone didn't want them to forget about it. They wanted them to know and worry.

It was around midnight when Evan shot up in his bed, eyes wide open. He awoke to a familiar noise. He knew that noise.

It was the bark of Sparky the dog.

Something was off about it, however. It seemed it was in pain, yelping and howling for the sweet release of death. There was additional barks layered on the noises of pain.

It sounded like a dog that was terrified.

It was coming from inside the house, outside Evan's door.

Evan grabbed the door and held it shut, panicking about what he should do. Vicious scratching could be heard from the other side, wanting to pry the door open.

Evan had a fear of dogs since Sparky accidently bit him while they were playing. Even though everyone told him that Sparky didn't mean it, Evan still was terrified and didn't play with Sparky after that.

He tried to muster his courage and tell whatever was on the other side to back off.

"S-stay away from me!" Evan shouted nervously.

"S-stay away from me!" The creature on the other side mimicked back, as if it was mocking him.

Then it started barking again. Distorted and low pitched cries rang from the other side. Sparky's barks could be heard on the layers of animal cries the creature rang out.

The cries turned into loud laughter that rang through the halls. It wasn't a laugh made by a single person, but laughs of multiple people at once. Some sounded like a hyena, others sounded low and deep. Nonetheless, they were all layered on top of each other, failing to get a perfect harmony and instead were screeching and screaming.

Gripping the door tight as hard as he could, Evan reached for the light that was beside it.

The laughter abruptly stopped, and Evan heard heavy breathing on the other side. It seemed it needed a moment for fresh air.

He opened a door a peek and shined the light to see what he was facing.

What stood before him was a monstrosity.

It's chest was torn open to reveal a mess of tangled up wires, small speakers, and microphones. Various other parts lived inside of it as well, such as broken radios. Some looked like the ones in his house, others looked like ones that came way before their time.

The face was covered in wires resembling whiskers on it's cheeks, and it's teeth were way too much to fit inside a mouth. In front there were buck teeth, and the teeth surrounding it were like tiny metal daggers shoved into the mass, cramming as many as one could and leaving no room for any more. It's blue fur was plastered with a smile grinning broadly at Evan, stretching ear to ear so much it looked like it would hurt.

Evan let out a shrill scream and attempted to shut the door, but the monster wedged it's claws in between the crack, and pried the door open, knocking Evan to the ground.

Evan desperately scrambled back to his feet and ran out the other door opposing his room. The laughter appeared again, shaking the halls and forcing Evan to slam his hands over ears in a vain attempt to shut out the noise.

Evan sprinted to his brother's room, pounding on the door and screaming.

"MIKEY!! MIKEY! PLEASE OPEN UP!!"

The door swung open, and Michael gave a stern but barely awake "What?!"

"There's-was-a-monster-in-the-hall-and-it-was-gonna-eat-me-"

"Evan, slow down. What's going on?"

Evan pointed to the direction of his room. "There was a monster, and..."

Micheal glanced over Evan's shoulder, and there was nothing.

Micheal held his head in his hands. "You woke me up because you had a nightmare?!"

"It wasn't a nightmare! It was real!"

"Evan, listen to me. There's no such thing as monsters. Just go back to sleep. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Micheal was ready to close the door, but Evan stopped him. "Wait!"

Micheal sighed in tiredness and frustration. "What is it?"

"Can I sleep in your room tonight? I don't wanna go back there!"

"No. Goodnight!" The door slammed in Evan's face, leaving him alone in the darkness.

Evan stood in front of Micheal's door, unsure what to do.

There was no way he would go back there. He would rather spend the day, no, a week at Fredbear's Family Diner.

The mimicking thing seemed to have vanished from the house entirely. Evan didn't want to go to sleep and risk the monster tearing him apart.

Evan darted to his bed, flashlight in hand, ready to run if he heard the thing.

He would stay up all night if he had too.

Evan sat up straight on his bed, alert and ready. If it came from one of the doors, he could throw a pillow and distract it, giving him time to escape. Or hold the door shut to prevent it from entering.

Evan took a deep breath. It was going to be a long night.

(Notes:)

In the Cursed House AU, Henry and William are brothers-in-law (Henry's sister was William's wife)

The mimicking thing is Nightmare Bonnie. I decided to give him the ability to mimic voices

More nightmares will appear in next chapters!

Evan is not having a good time

[junhour]

We weren't meant to be..

khshsgshsg I'm so addicted to Junhui! My god he is so fine... I'm in loveeee~ Just look at him! I love him soo much he is wrecking me so hard!

btw this is my first story! So there are gonna be a lot of mistakes in it! I'll improve in my other works! Anyways enjoy..... heheh

Tags- Angst, fluff, one-shot cheating partner,non-idol fic (i guess that's all? If there is more do tell me!)

Character's- Y/N and Jun (ofcourse duh) best friend's Jeonghan Joshua and Wonwoo!

Everything in bold is what the character is saying. That means you will see bold letters to represent someone speaking..

Baobei means love or baby in Chinese!

Word count- 4,459 words

ʕ⁠っ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ⁠っʕ⁠っ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ⁠っʕ⁠っ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ⁠っ(⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ(⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ

7:25 pm

He's late, he told me he will be here by 7.

7:40 pm

He's still not here.

8:00 pm

He'll be here soon he promised me...

You believed in him. Stupid You.

8:25 pm

It's going to rain soon you murmured to yourself as you look up and see those dark clouds and you were wearing a dress he bought for you because you knew how much he loved seeing you in that dress...You knew this dress couldn't help you in this situation in any way... But there you were waiting for him.

8:50 pm

You let out a slow giggle, remembering the playful cute guy you fell in love as you saw a couple probably younger than you, running and twirling in the rain, soaking wet, with a smile on their faces... It was like you could look at them and know that they were in love

I'd give so much to be like that again

9:30 pm

U sat there on the bench waiting for him to come because you believed in him way too much. A man who had just passed by you gave you his fur coat and asked you if u needed his help but you denied him saying you were waiting for someone and off he went. I'm stupid... very stupid... I shouldn't have come bu-t he might still come no? you thought and decided to wait for him.

10:00 pm

The rain has stopped but there you were waiting for him. You couldn't take it anymore

That's it. I can't... l-l-ike what wrong thing did i do that he had to keep me waiting here for him? if he was caught up with some work he could have just told me couldn't he? I shouldn't have waited for him this long h-he is- before you could complete your words tears started running down your face. There were few people around few of them came to ask you what happened and if u needed any help but you denied them softly telling them that it's okay you are okay. It was a lie but you loved him... You still do!

10:40 pm

You have no idea why but you stayed there waiting for him waiting for the person who kept ignoring you... Because you thought he probably got busy or something... stupid girl.It was too much now and you told yourself that you will not wait for him anymore and go back to your house but for some reason you wanted to know if what you were thinking was probably a lie. You don't really do this but you decided on doing it either ways.

You dialed Jeonghan's number being Junhui's girlfriend most of his friends were your friends especially Jeonghan Joshua and Wonwoo the four of you had a special relationship as the four of you were friends even before you met Jun,it was them who introduced you to Jun. In one ring Jeonghan picked the call up Hello?You there? What happened?You fall on your knees crying.

11:30 pm

You're still crying as you reach home, Jeonghan driving. The drive to your home was silent and Jeonghan looked very worried throughout the whole drive he knew if he asked something you would cry more so he thought being quiet right now would be the best for both of you.

11:40 pm

You decide to take a long shower. You think about how foolish you'd been to sit there thinking that he'd show up. He never did these days... He was always busy doing this and that, sometimes it even felt like he was ignoring you...

The music playing in the background does nothing to calm you and you fall apart again

10:00 am

You think back to try and figure out how u ended up on the bed, curled into a ball with the music still playing from the bathroom...

All the emotions flood back into you as you remember everything that happened

10:10 am

You go downstairs to get some breakfast and find Jeonghan sleeping on your couch. You wonder if he has been here since the night and suddenly a wave of gratitude washes over you.

You go over to the kitchen and try to find something to eat. You seem to be lost. All the emotions you're trying to contain inside you are too much.

Jeonghan comes into the kitchen,woken up by all the noise. He understands you are looking for something to eat so he tells you to go outside and wait, he'll get both of you breakfast. You accept his offer happily as you had no energy to do anything right now.

10:20 am

So how is it? Jeonghan asks you with a smile on his face as you dig into it.

Its amazing I love it! Thank you so much for all this Jeonghan! I don't know how to thank you..

Soo..How are you now? Are you okay now?

Oh Jeonghan it's just that- Me and Jun we have been fighting a lot these days I don't know why yesterday he promised me that he would come to the park and it would be a date! But as usual he didn't come i waited for him like a stupid girl and you see these days i-i feel like he is ignoring me i'm just like a ghost for him i don't know Jeonghan d-did i do something wrong? His heart sunk as you said those words.He wanted to say something when he saw your tears. He couldn't believe that his friend could be like that...He sat next to you and held you hand telling you to let it all out scream cry or do whatever but don't keep it in you... You can't keep pretending that everything's okay anymore... You finally can't control it anymore.

Me and Jun had planned so many dates but guess what? It's always me who is there and he'll just send me a text saying he got busy some work came up and all. Am I a... a toy or something? It feels like h-he uses me when he wants to and j-just throws me away when he wants. Jeonghan I don't k-know about anything right now i don't k-know anything a-about me and j-jun. I just... I just d-dont know. As soon as you finished you broke into tears and he hugged you.

It's okay everything will be okay. Jeonghan assured you.

You kept on crying on his shoulder till you had no energy left in you. He let you take it all out.

11:40 am

You wake up on your bed and you wonder how you ended up here. That's when everything that had happened came back to your memory. One side of you felt like dying but the other side felt happy and relieved to know that you had such good friends,who were there for you whenever you needed them the most.

Soon you went downstairs just to find your friends sitting there on the couch. Joshua saw you as you stood there on the staircase and he signaled everyone that you were here. Soon you find yourself sitting between all of them on the couch. Their expressions explained everything to you that they knew what had happened and everything going between you and Jun.

Wonwoo broke the silence saying Y/N we understand what you are going through don't keep everything inside you now on,let it all out don't keep it in it will just hurt you more.

Those words were so comforting and for some reason it made you feel so relaxed and relieved. Everyone nodded in union to what Wonwoo had said.

Thank You soo much guys! I can't believe i got to have such amazing friends like you all!How you all are always there whenever i need you guys the most! I just have no words for this I'm just so thankful to all of you! This time you didn't feel like crying but you felt ever so happy you were glad to have them in your life .

All of them smiled at you and told you that this is what friends are for! The room was now silent but the silence was comforting and relaxing.

Your door bell rang suddenly, everyone's head shot up to the door.You told them you will go and get the door.

You went and opened the door just to find your boyfriend standing there with a pastel coloured bouquet of carnation flowers,your favourite flowers.You suddenly remembered the time when he bought you this exact bouquet when he proposed you. You were standing there. Jun looked at you with such a warm smile as he held the bouquet as if all of this ruckus wasn't created because of him.

Baobei what happened? Yes I know I couldn't come yesterday and im very sorry for that baobei. I'll make it up to you,did you cry because of me? Yes indeed did cry because of him. I'm really sorry,don't be so upset now. Today I will spend my whole day with you we can do whatever you want to baobei!Here I bought your favourite flowers! You stood there motionless and that's when everyone came to see what was happening here and they definitely did not expect something like this.

Ohhhhh,you guys are here?!!! I didn't know you called them over baobei you could have told me but whatever it's okay as they are also here now we will have loads of fun and again I'm soooo sorry baobei! He said as you took the bouquet in you hands.

Nobody has uttered a word ever since he came.

Ummm guys?What happened?Did i do something wrong? Like i know i did wrong by ditching her in the date but I'm so sorry i got caught up with some work.

Junie nothing is wrong okay? Don't feel sorry about it i understand baby. Its just that we didn't expect you right now nothing else so don't take tension and thank you so much for the bouquet!

He smiled I'm so lucky to have someone like you in my life!

Others were confused but they understood that you don't want him to know not now.

So they all agreed upon what you said. Jun had also bought you your favourite snacks and eatables so you told all of them to go and you will bring it all but Jun insisted on helping so in the end he did help you. As you guy's sat down and started talking, you were missing this old version of Jun the cute giggly and loving side of his. Whenever you would fall ill he would stay with you the whole time and would never leave you.He was always there whenever you needed him he was your back bone but look at the two of you now. It seems like all you guys do is pretend to be happy in front of everyone. You miss him... You miss the old him... The loving caring bubbly and giggly him.. You miss 'we'...

6:00 pm

It was late evening when everyone left. Now only you and Jun were there and there was this awkward silence in the room while in the background the sounds of the Television kept coming. Jun broke the silence saying

Baobei?

Yes Jun,what happened?

I-umm I'm very sorry i ditched you yesterday,I'm really very sorry but please don't ignore me...

Junie I'm not ignoring you okay? It's just that ah- leave it we can talk about all that later right now it's just you and me so let's have some fun and sorry if I made you feel I'm ignoring you baby!

Hmm okay! Soooo...Now that we have all this time left watcha wanna do baobei??!! He smiled as he asked you.

You returned the smile and pinched his cheeks as you found him way too cute!

Well...we can go out to the cat shelter? There's a new cat there i was waiting to go there with you!So we can go there now and I'll cook the dinner when we come back!

Ofcourse let's goo! But- I will cook the dinner not you okay? You just help me because you know I suck at cooking I'll do the rest yea!

Oh god just don't burn down the house Junie!

Awww man I'm not that bad at cooking! Anyways come let's goo!

Yes yea give me a second let me just- And before you know he had dragged you out! You laughed at him at how excited he is to go to the cat shelter,he loves cats so much! You wished you guys could have been like these always, happy always. You wish.

8:00 pm

When you guys visited the shelter you both got so immersed in it you did not even notice how the time went,there were just so many cute lil kittens there and the both you thought that you will adopt a kitty soon. On the way Jun insisted on eating those street food and ofcourse you couldn't deny it!

Baobei let's go and eat Tteokbokki!!

Ya ya ofcourse baby! I love it!

Gosh it's delicious-

I know right it's so-

There was a little shop on the way back to you house you both went there to have look

Juniee look at that! The ring looks soo cute doesn't it?

Ofcourse it does it will look so good on you

Hehhe thanks! You grinned at his comment.

Hey baobei look at those couple rings, it looks so good we should buy it shouldn't we?

Awww,it's amazing let's buy!

The old lady that worked there looked at the two of you and smiled and said You two look really good together!Be like this always!

You blushed when you heard her say that and Jun smiled warmly at the comment.

9:00 pm

It was so fun baobei!

I know right,we went somewhere together like this after so long .

Yea i know that! He smiled saying those words.

You wished that the two of you could have been like this always and you hoped those bad days would just disappear.

You went to get fresh and as soon as you came back you found Jun in the kitchen already.

Y/N ah come here look I'm trying to make Chow Mein

lol i chose something easy but I'm a bit full already and I know you probably are full too from all that street food we ate so i thought maybe this would be good but oh god it's not easy okay?I need help please?

Oh god Junie ofcourse I'll help you! Let's get this done quickly!

He nods in approval.

You arranged plates for the two of you on the table and sat there watching Jun cook,soon the thoughts you dreaded the most came to you mind as you started thinking when this kind of things were very common for you, you would be so happy and basically everyone adored the two of you.

Y/N girlie where did you get lost? Look here is the five star Chow Mein just for you!

You snapped out of it as you heard Jun.

Sheesh so cheesy you are Jun, anyways let's eat!

Hmm i can't wait!

Pabo~

Oh god Jun it's just amazing you are not a bad cook after all baby!

Hehe thank you but you did help me though-

All i did was some chopping and stuff baby!

Yea yea whatever. He chuckled.

You had finished dinner, Jun had insisted on doing the dishes so you just let him do it. You went and sat on the couch and wondered if all of this was a dream,if the things won't be the same tomorrow what if- your thoughts were cut when Jun sat next to you.

Hello? Earth to Y/N,you there ?

Oh yea yea i just got lost anyways what are we doing now?

What do you want to?

Hmm I'm tired so maybe we go to bed, cuddle and sleep?

Good idea Y/N. Let's go!

He picked you up in bridal style and you blushed.

Ohhh~looks like someone is blushing eh?

Oh god stop Wen Junhui!

Awww your Chinese is pretty cute!

Yea yea!

The night went like that the two of you talked for a while before drifting off to sleep... You just couldn't stop wondering if tomorrow won't be the same but you knew it won't be the same it won't be. You thought to enjoy it right now because it's never ever gonna be the same.

8:00 am

The sun shined brightly from the curtains making you squint your eyes from how brightly the sun was shining directly into your eyes.

You turned just to see Junhui sleeping ever so peacefully,he looked so beautiful so ethereal.You swear you wanted to kiss him but for some reason you didn't,then you saw the time are realised it's 8o clock already and Jun probably had office today so you crawled out the bed and went straight to get fresh, you got out as fast as you could because you knew he doesn't like being late. You know Jun must be awake probably,you were right because when you went out Jun was on his phone smiling as he texted someone not that you want to interfere his personal life but those thoughts of him cheating on you?!! They always had scared you to death. Leaving all those thoughts behind you went to the kitchen and started cooking breakfast. Jun had seen you but he was so busy in his phone texting someone.

You flipped the last pancake you made for breakfast. And arranged them on the table. Soon you heard Jun coming down the stairs,you were sitting there waiting for him to come so you can start with the breakfast and maybe just know that everything were the same as yesterday or did they really go back to normal.

Good Morning baby!

Good morning Y/N.

You had no idea how to continue this conversation as you understood from his 'im not so interested in this conversation' tone that things were not like yesterday anymore.You wondered how things were so magical and just so good yesterday you thought maybe he had a good day or he felt bad for ditching you? Or something good had happened and he just had a good mood? You had no idea but you wished everything could have been like yesterday forever but it won't be like that,now you know it won't be.

He kissed you on the cheek before leaving to go to the office. And there you were sitting in the couch once again and you understood yesterday was a dream a god damn dream that you wished was real.

You sat there motionless you just sat there thinking about the two of you,your relationship and how everything right now is going down hill,you really want confront him about it but you can just can't you can't...But you can't just ignore all those signs the signs that confirmed he was drifting away from you,he wasn't yours anymore. When he would in his phone hours texting someone, smiling you let it pass away saying it might be his friends. When he came back home and he had this fragrance that wasn't his you know the perfume he uses you know it's fragrance, especially this was women's perfume and you were sure it wasn't yours again you let it pass saying probably his co-worker. The time when he told you he is at office and he will be late,so you went there just to check him up but guess what he had left a hour ago only and once again you let it pass saying he probably got busy or maybe his friends came over. You weren't ready to lose him,you weren't ready to not being able to call him yours.So you kept on lying to yourself you kept on ignoring all these signs and look where it has gotten you....

2:00 pm

You had cooked the lunch already, suddenly you heard the door bell ring so you went to open the door and it was none other than Jun.

Hey Y/N! I came home early today,boss said I've been working a lot.

Oh that's great! I didn't really expect you i mean ofcourse i wouldn't have anyways you are just in time as i just finished making the lunch..

Oh i have already ate.Im so sorry Y/N ah i had no idea hmm. He said he hung his coat and removed his shoes, keeping them properly in a corner.

Oh,it's okay I'll just eat my lunch you go get fresh..

He hummed in response.

He went upstairs to get fresh and you went and sat on the table,you got your food and started eating.You were hurt very hurt but probably he didn't care. You finished you lunch already,you were doing the dishes right now and then you'll head to the bedroom to get fresh...

3:30 pm

He was there laying on the bed while again texting someone he was smiling throughout,you wished it were you. You went to take a shower,you heard him laugh.When he was standing there at the door you smelled the same women's perfume again and you saw a mark on his neck. It was all too much you can't just hold it in yourself,you are going to confront him right now because you can't keep it in yourself for long because in the end it will be you who is hurt no one else.

You get ready and go outside and stand infront of the bed.

Junie?

He glanced at you and that's when he saw your eyes,you had a look which made him hurt he got anxious and kept his phone away..

Baobei? Y/N ah what happened? Is there a cockroach in the bathroom again? I swear i don't know where they are coming from,I'll take-

Jun drop it.

W-what? What do you mean?

Jun since when?

huh?Y/N what do you mean-

I asked since when?!! You asked with a straight face but it was too hard to control those tears..

He understood,he understood what you meant,he understood that you know it,you know about it now and there is nothing left to hide anymore.He never wanted to hurt you never ever but it just happened even he has no idea how,he wanted to tell you about all this sooner but he could never because he saw it in your eyes he saw the love he saw how you were always happy with him. It stung him,it hurted very badly but he knew it was nothing compared to the pain he has made you feel...

C-couple m-months. He said so slowly it came out as a whisper.

Couple months i see.. B-but why didn't you tell me? You asked with such a calm voice as if nothing was hurting you, he could not even have eye contact with you and he looked like small child in front of you...

I-i did w-want to tell you-but i couldn't i-i don't know. He was holding his tears back. He knew he has given wounds that will never be healed.

Oh- i see.B-but Junie why? Why? was i not enough?Did i do something wrong?

It hurt him even more now,how you were blaming yourself because of him.It all happened because of him but here you were thinking all this happened because you were not enough for him? Noo you were more than enough for him,you were his everything but somehow it just happened,how he slipped out of you, everything.

no baobei it's not because of you!Its all happening b-because of me and y-you are blaming yourself?I'm sorry I'm very sorry I'm such an idiot I'm a fool i know I'm so damn s-sorry love I'm sorry.Im so sorry for everything I'm sorry for ruining whatever we had,how i destroyed our whole relationship it all happened because of me not you!Dont blame yourself please please I'm so sorry I'm just-im a idiot.

He fell on his knees as you looked at him so calmly but you eye's and tears spoke other ways. Those tears that were flowing down your cheeks are because of him.He knows he realised it late and he also knows nothing can go back to normal now, in the end you and Jun will be strangers just because of him and his stupid heart.

Ju-nnie baby,don't blame yourself,stop crying my love stop. I love you and I will always love you,you are my first love and you will always have that special place in my heart.. I know it's hard but it's for the best.

With that being said you went towards the closest and packed all your things,you saw this frame of you and Jun from you first date.You smiled remembering those days..You took it with you.

You went towards him and saw him crying he looked so small so helpless..

You went towards him and held his face so gently and planted a kiss on his lips.. You whispered 'I love you Jun forever and always'. It killed him even more..

Baobei I'm sorry.

Jun it's okay it over for us for good my love. Find someone better than me for you love I'm not the one for you probably.We can't change the things that are meant to be, you know I love you and i will always love you but it's for the best of both of us,maybe we weren't meant to be. Maybe in another parallel universe we get to be together and happy,but not in this one my love.Its over we are over let's end this. Let's breakup Jun.

Those three words stabbed him in his chest.He felt like dying,both of you were a crying mess right now but again it was for the best. He saw you going out the door. He knew it's all over finally it's over between the two of you.

Maybe you were right you both weren't meant to be at first place.. It broke him whenever he saw all those pics,the times when the both of you were so happy...He wished he wouldn't have been so stupid to hurt you so much.

Well... It's over now it's over between us now. I'll always remember you Y/N my baobei you'll always be my baobei... Jun said as he broke down again on the floor..

It's over between us Junie baby,we are done i know it's very hard but i know we will go through this and find someone better for us but you will always be mine forever and ever,you will always be in my heart love. You said as you stood outside waiting for Jeonghan to come and pick you up...

Its over between you two....

[charliesimss]

Odds for hemmy

Talk about your muse’s birth. Was it usual or complicated? Where were they born? Who was there when they were born?

LOVE this q, you know i'd talk your ear off about all my ocs birth stories. He was born in Sweden actually, at 37 weeks via c-section because he had that whole disability thing. It was not a complicated c-section, his mom got to be awake and everything and his dad was in the room, but it was bitter sweet for them because he needed surgery within a few hours of being born, and then a week long NICU stay. BUt his mom recovered without complications from her c-section, and they got to take him home eventually, and with little medical intervention.

3. What were they like as a baby? How much did they cry?

He was high maintenance, rarely slept through the night and not until he was over a year old. He cried a lot as a new born and his older brother didn't like it.

5. When did they start walking?

No. <3 He started going to pt when he was around a year old, though he should've started sooner, his parents had done little exercises with him at home with no success. And he still goes weekly, and he's taken some steps with mobility aids, but not enough to call himself an avid walker. So I guess he was like 15. :)

7. Did they ever use a pacifier? If so, when did they stop using it? Did they give it up willingly or did it have to be taken?

Yes, his parents thought it would decrease his risk of dying, so they didn't ween him until he was 2ish, and it was hard for him to give up, he'd have kept it for bed time until he was in grade school if they let him, but his parents just began casually throwing them out after he was done nap and replaced it with a stuffy or bottle or something

9. What were they like as a child? How different were they from their current self?

As a child he was loud, rambunctious, and talked a lot. He liked making people laugh and playing games with his older brother, Ivan. But now he's quieter, especially since his brother moved out, he still gets loud and funny with his brother though when they play games together

11. What kind of activities did they like to do? Did they ever play pretend?

He liked playing board games or video games as a kid, him and his brother would play a lot of mario cart on the gamecube, and pokémon card games. Sometimes he would play pretend with his little group of friends at school, just little school games like school or house.

13. When it comes to sleep, do they go down easy or did they fight it tooth and nail?

He was a fussy baby/toddler and didn't like sleeping, he needed noises or motion to be sleeping, or his soother until he was 2-3. As a child he'd be put to bed with some water and a stuffy and his brother would read him a story until he fell asleep.

15. What was their favorite toy?

The gamecube he and his brother shared. If it was a toy just for him though, he liked his playmobile pirate ship set.

17. (THIS IS THE ONE THAT TOOK ME HOURS) Hemming age 6 schedule with time stamps:

- 7:00am: wake up, get out of bed and get dressed, usually with the clothes he or his brother picked out the night before. Then he'd go downstairs - 7:30: Be downstairs in his wheelchair cause his house is inaccessible with his mom and Ivan, getting ready for school, first he'd eat breakfast, usually something like oatmeal or filmjölk with fruit or granola. - 8:00: Brush his teeth, wash his face, catheterize and get the bus to school. - 8:30am-10:00am: School things ! - 10:15-10:45: recess, he'd usually have a snack outside and then play on the blacktop with his friends, because why would they have an accessible playground at a school? :)) - 10:45am-11:45: School things pt 2 ! - 11:45am: Lunch! He'd eat in the classroom with his class, probably eat some type of open faced sandwich being the good little swedish boy he is. - 12:00pm: Outside time for lunch, but he'd spend like ten minutes of that time in the nurses catheterizing with her :crygun: - 12:45-2:30: School things pt 3 ! - 2:30: Take the bus home with Ivan - 3:00: Ivan would make him a snack after school, usually cheese and crackers, ans they'd play something like a board game or card game or gamecube together, because Ivan hardly wanted to play with his playmobile - 4:00: His dad would come home and start dinner and make him do his homework at the kitchen table, maybe he'd help him even - 5:00-5:45: His mom would come home and they'd eat dinner - 5:45-6:45: Hemming would have little chores, like clearing the dishes after dinner, wiping up the table, and swiffering. - 6:45-8:00: Idk watch a show, play with toys, finish up homework if he wasn't done, have a bedtime snack if needed - 8:00: ✨bed time routine✨ Brush his teeth, catheterize again, sometimes he'd take a bath, - 8:30-9:00: get upstairs to bed with his water bottle. Sometimes he'd do his home reading as a bed time story for him and Ivan, but usually Ivan would read them something until he fell asleep.

19. What was their favorite holiday as a child? Their least favorite?

Christmas and it still is, his least favourite was halloween because he didnt like planning costumes around his wheelchair and always felt like he was getting stared at extra during halloween.

21. Did they have any childhood friends? What about imaginary friends?

He had a good group of girl friends in grade school, they were school friends and would play together, but kind of grew apart in grades 5-7.

23. What kinds of clothes did they wear growing up? Did they like these kinds of clothes or were they forced to wear this?

His mom would dress him in bamboo solid color stuff as a baby, and then more baby lumberjack stuff when he was a toddler and older. He liked it, he liked wearing whatever was comfortable and didn't start caring about specific clothes until high school.

25. What kind of schooling did they have? What was their favorite subject(s)? Least favorite?

He went to public school. He always liked computer time, he liked learning to type and playing trivia games. His least favourite subject was science or english, because he prefered being read to than reading himself.

27. Did they look up to anyone as a child?

His older brother! If he had had any disabled role models he woulda looked up to them though.

29. Did your muse face any trauma during their childhood? If so, what?

Only of course!! He had a lot of surgeries as a kid, and everyone did everything they could to minimize the trauma, but staying alone in the PICU at 8 years old comes with unavoidable traumas. And that's just what he remembers, he was left alone younger than that in the hospital, but before he could form coherent memories.

[lorecaffee]

The man in his early 30s had always worked for that company and no other place. Always on time and hardworking. Every day he would be at work at 8 am with caffeine running in his blood and digits on his mind. 

It was a Monday morning when his mundane life turned upside-down, this time for good.

His conscience slowly took over and he woke up before the clock hit 6:30.

It's early, but I can't go back to sleep.

Much to his tiredness, the man got up from the bed and did his morning ritual. As he was brushing his teeth, his mind started to catch up with past events. The last project he had been working on and so on.

 If the executive accepts it, my team will throw a party.

A break after all that sounded deserved, since the last time he celebrated was on New Year's Eve with his parents and siblings, 8 months ago. And a few years.

How are they doing? I haven't seen them in ages. I wish I could have more time.

After catching himself having such useless thoughts he shook his head furiously.

Why am I even complaining? I am no longer an entry lever newbie, but a senior manager.

The man washed off the shaving foam from his face and grabbed his clothes. The problem was that he couldn't find two socks of the same pair. After a formidable battle, he had to accept defeat and wore two socks of the same color that weren't a pair.

Lady luck didn't seem to favor him. Even his tie was stubborn.

At some point, he thought, "Why should we wear a necktie? Does this show maturity? More like submission. Why submission?  Why maturity? Why do I think about those now? Even if it shows submission, what's the deal? Everyone wears one of those."

Nevertheless, he managed to amend the wild necktie in the right way.

Soon, all the enemies were overthrown for good and the home battle ceased. He came out of the door, closed it behind his back, and took the key. The man headed off to the bus station that would take him to the train station. He checked his pockets to make sure he had everything he needed. Not that he could change anything now that he had gone that far. It just told him what to scold himself about. Usually, his intrusive thoughts took the role of the executor.

At 7:15 he took the train to arrive at work. He usually takes the train at 7:45.

Crowds of people took the train at that hour. It made the air feel nearly suffocating, causing his palms to sweat. Not to mention, it was the warmest month of the year according to the weatherman on channel 5.

Cold sweats started to cover his entire body as his heart kept pounding out of his chest. Fearing he was attracting attention, the man slowed his breath, so none could hear his mumblings. 

"Why are so many people at this hour? I'd better have picked the later train like I always do."

When the train arrived at his station he thought, "So many people, I shall not bother them. I am going to wait for the next station. Fortunately, I am earlier."

As the train moved, he regretted it immediately. At the next stop, loads of more people were on his way, and he didn't want to bother them. 

"So many people, it would cause a fuss if I get up now. I will wait for the next station and then take the bus. Forget the coffee; I will drink from the coffee machine we have at work. Even though it doesn't taste as good as Montana's. I will stop at the next station,"  he thought.

The man took a deep breath and rest his head behind, closing his eyes. He wanted to yell, wanted to get away, but he couldn't because there was a lump in his throat. Unaware of his action, he was causing a soundless earthquake by shaking his left leg.

"Is that okay? Do I have enough time to get to work on time?" The man asked himself. After seeing his watch, he let a soft slight moan. Maybe resting until the next station won't be that bad.

BONK!

A sound that came from outside opened his eyes all of a sudden. Since there was no sight of people, he assumed what had happened. 

"Damn! I lost the track of time," he shouted without care. No one was there. 

The man stood up and looked out the window. He opened his eyes widely as if he wanted to burn the scene in his mind. An enormous blue mass of indeed-salty water, known as the sea, crashed its mighty waves against the sturdy cliffs. The foam splatter around like liquid clouds.

"Do you want to open the window?" A husky voice from behind him asked.

"What? No, it just..."

"Do you want to open the window?"  The voice became clearer as he recognized it as belonging to an old man. "The view is amazing."

"Is it okay?"

"We are traveling at 20 mph at the moment, so it's okay," the old man answered, but the window was already open. The sun stood broadly over the sea, making it reflect his brightness.

The smell of the salt and the pressure of wind hit his face giving back the lost sense of living. Far from the shore, he could see the fishing boats. Active people working under the sun. He would love to do that, too.

The setting reminded him of his last holiday as a juvenile. Before college; many years ago. His deep diving and swimming competitions. He even remembered the little ships inside glass bottles he collected. If we could have snooped into his childhood, we would see an undying desire for the freedom the sea could offer him.

"I wanted to sail the sea," the man spoke his mind and heart.

"You wanted?"

The old man took a knife and an apple out of his pocket, engaging in the conversation without looking, almost nonchalantly.

"I had a lot of dreams as a kid." His chest clutched, but he stopped his hand half-air from touching it. "Why am I feeling this way? Like..."

"Like you are missing something."

He nodded.

"I understand," the old man took a bite of the fruit and continued in his eerie manner. As for the knife, it was long gone. "I have seen many men that were enchanted by this beautiful bay. What do you have that you are different?"

"Nothing," the young man answered.

"Nothing?"

"I might as well have less than them."

The old man laughed and switched places in front of the man who lost his daywork. "You are an interesting fellow, my friend. Say, are you interested in buying a boat?"

[audiovisualrecall]

Wanted to go in to work 'early' - I'm scheduled for 10am today - bc I have a special order being picked up at 1pm sp it'd be nice to have a little extra time to dedicate to that. But going in early means if I leave on time I'll be leaving 'early' according to my scheduled time, and that means it'll cost me UPT, and my balance of upt isn't in surplus mode anymore. (Which makes me anxious just like how using up pto for days I've requested off means my balance is lower now and that makes me anxious, but I can't just save them both up just in case...but upt is used for lateness as well as leaving early, and for calling out if I don't use pto for it, and I'm late frequently when I'm not going in early, so I need the upt but still). So Id have to see if my boss could like adjust the schedule to match the start and end times to the times I actually worked today, and that just sounds exhausting trying to convince him I need to go in early and also need him to do this bc I don't want to be losing upt when I come in early. Like he would just be like anita can do the order...when like, no, the customer only told me yesterday the final details and I need to at least SHOW anita what the customer wants And text a photo of the first arrangement to the customer on her request (which I said i would do bc she's a regular, same reason i took the order at all so close to deadline) so I need to be there before she can start on them. It's too exhausting to explain that to him, just exhausting, no. And the other part he would say yes and then forget to do it and I'd just end up losing tbe upt anyway bc whatever.

Anyway, so I decided it's too exhausting to deal with and I wanted more sleep, but now it's 8:30 and I'm still in bed but didn't actually get much more sleep bc thinking abt all this kept me awake, and I now have an hour before I have to go and I waste so much money on uber/lyft and I hate it but I have no fucking free time to taking driving lessons okay. And I'm too lazy to get up early and take the bus bc I'd have to leave 2.5 hrs early or earlier even and that's exhausting too. And I'm so tired of this job, genuinely I'm tired of it. But the health insurance is nice so far. My medication is covered and approved quickly and I get dental and vision coverage and the coat is taken out of my pay check so I don't have to remember ro pay any bills for any of that, it's good coverage and costs way less than my old plan and is so much better than the state plans I would've gone for if I left. And I could in theory find another job that offers health insurance, but you can't exactly search through employers and job listings with health insurance benefits as a filter, and no guarantee of what insurance company or how good the plan would be, etc. And I also Just got on the plan from work, I still have to finish setting up the dental user account so I can use it for dentist visits, haven't even looked at the vision stuff yet, so I don't want to have to try to find something else and switch to something new. But gd am I tired, I'm tired of being in charge of my little subdepartment and I'm tired of corporate bs and changes that make things worse and how my brain is not at all suited to what I have to do for my job, genuinely, and how that means I constantly feel like I'm failing, or I actually DO screw up, like a lot, I'm exhausted and I only like the flowers part of it, but I can't step down bc there's no one else to do it.

Also I'm totally getting my period today and I hate that, too.

I don't want to go in to work at all, now. I don't want tp go at all. I can't quit tho bc health insurance!!! And I have to go in today to do this damn special order. Bc I'm dumb

And i'm going to be late if I don't get up out of bed now

And I really don't want to

At all

[thebearcathideout]

My Rite of Passage: Taking My Road Test

Today, I took a road test! Here are the trials and tribulations it took for me to get there, and how it went.

Me on the bus. I’m holding a reference sheet for driving, and my “Pre-licensing Certificate” that is required for the road test.

I woke up at 8:39 AM. My mom woke up around the same time as me as part of her daily routine, and we had agreed to take the same bus ride she takes to go to work.

The night before, my brother and I had set up a reference sheet full of driving info. My brother had taken his road test four days ago, and while he didn’t pass, he was eager and willing to share what he remembered from his experience with me. The reference sheet contained info on parallel parking, three-point turns, speed limits, stop signs, and left- and right-turns. All of this was information I already knew, but it was to jog my memory on the day of the test (that’s what reviewing is).

Everyone needs to take their road test eventually. It’s required for one to get their driver’s license. Well, I hadn’t successfully passed mine yet. I’d taken a road test once before, but I’ll get to that later.

My road test would start at 1 PM, but my driving instructor arranged to take me in his car to the site at Kissena at 9:30 AM. That’s why we took the bus to Main Street. There, my mom and I bought breakfast, and I could hang out at her workplace while I ate.

The place where we bought breakfast.

For breakfast, I ate two steamed pork buns, stir-fried flat rice noodles, and a cup of hot milk tea. The instructor then updated me that he was picking me up at 11 AM, so to pass the time, I watched a YouTube reading of My Immortal (wow, it’s crazy how many times they screw in this fanfic).

At 10:41 AM, I headed out to meet my instructor where his car was parked. He was part of a driving school, and I'd been taking driving lessons from him for the past few weeks.

The instructor, and two other guys from the driving school. He's on the right, while the ones on the left are students that were also taking the road test with me. (The three of them gave me permission to use this photo.)

There were two others in the car with me, both of them were students of the driving school, all taking the road test the same day I was. They were roughly older than me, and all of them primarily spoke Chinese.

The reason this was the second road test I was going to, was because I failed my first one due to failing to SEE A STOP SIGN. What a blunder! That road test I had taken with a different driving school, but my current one was different.

The road test site at Kissena.

When everyone was ready, we drove to the road test site. Unfortunately, I wasn’t allowed to take any photos during my road test, so I can’t show any for that. Hm, not being allowed to take photos? You know, courtrooms don’t allow journalists to take photos during court trials. That’s why they have “courtroom sketches,” where artists are brought in to sketch what they see. I wonder if there could be something like a “courtroom sketch” for what I saw at my road test today.

A “courtroom sketch” for what I saw at my road test today. The instructor is visible in the reflection on the dashboard, wearing a reflective vest and holding a pen and clipboard. My hand is on the steering wheel, the dashboard is behind it and the rearview mirror is visible above, and the road is ahead of me. (This is totally not traced over an existing photo.)

Huh. Well that’s handy.

Unfortunately, while I did do better than my 1st time, I ultimately didn’t pass the road test. I won’t bore you with listing off all the mistakes I made, although I told them to my instructor and the other students with me, and they agreed that what I was telling them were mistakes. Viewing my result online at 6 PM all but solidified that.

One of the notable locations during my road test: I stopped too hard at this stop sign.

So if you’ve taken your road test before (or you’ve taken more than one) what were your thoughts on it? Do you have stories of embarrassing mistakes you made during a road test that are so ridiculous you want to make sure no one makes them again?

[applesayra]

Sunday Routine

NYT has a Sunday routine column I have always been SO into so I want to write mine, because Sundays (before the scaries) are so beautiful! 8:30AM: I woke up after a night with magic mushrooms and watching Wednesday with my fiancé and puppy. We took our dog out for a long walk in Central Park while sipping our coffee we picked up along the way. Nando has a vanilla latte, I have a small oat milk latte, both are hot. 9:30AM: Nando whips up some eggs and a tortilla. We feed Neeko and watch TV while we eat our eggs with a dash of red Chile I made this weekend on them. We plan out our errands for the day since we are trying to start preparing for the week better. 11:00AM: After cleaning up the breakfast dishes and the refrigerator, we head to Costco. We ALWAYS put it off but today we didn't. We marvel at the snacks and spend at least ten minutes deciding if I need the variety flamin' hot package. We decide we do not have the space. We spend an hour or two planning out our meals for the week and we're excited to head home to get started. 1:30PM: We bring the groceries in from the car and I turn on the oven. Nando prepared some miso salmon the day before and it has been marinating. I chop up some potatoes and romaine lettuce while the salmon bakes. I make a lemon-yogurt dressing for the romaine and add cucumber and feta. We happily eat our lunch while I boil pasta for the week and roast vegetables for our lunches. Since I cooked, Nando cleans up the kitchen. 4:00PM: I have prepared my food for the week and take a nap with Neeko. I wake up around 6 to Nando typing away on his laptop for a deadline for work. I am energized from my pre-nap coffee and the 2 hour nap, so I venture out to H Mart for kimchi and kewpie mayo for my pasta salad for the week. 7:30: I am waiting for the bus reading my kindle, the story is sad. I feel lucky watching Central Park whiz past me on the bus. It is raining and the bus kicks me off because its the last stop, so I walk the 15 minutes to H Mart in the rain. Despite being soggy, I count my blessings because when I first moved to New York, I said to myself I would love to live in my current neighborhood. I now know it so well I don't even need maps to guide me. If I could hug 22 year old me and tell her at 28 I still wouldn't know shit but I'd feel luckier beyond belief, I would. 8:30: I show Nando the goodies I got us at H mart. 2 items turned into 10 and now this week we are having curry and kimchi stew. I feel lucky. We watch TV while I get ready for teaching tomorrow and head to bed for the Sunday scaries have taken over.

[eddiediaaz]

1. Do you talk with your hands?

2. What sports did you do growing up?

3. What's your lockscreen?

4. What's the best gift you've ever received?

5. Soup, thoughts? (Explain in details)

6. Best encounter you've had with a stranger irl?

7. Biggest regret? (If you have any)

8. Weirdest experience you went through?

9. What's something that scares you?

10. Last meal before you die, what do you pick?

ahhhh i love this!!

i'm gonna put my answers under a read more because it's a bit long

all the time lmao, i'm sure it's distracting

i didn't do a lot of sports tbh. we were really poor and my mom worked the night shift most of the time. but i did gymnastics for a few years, my aunt was a coach and my mom sew the costumes in exchange of my spot there (and my sister's)

art from one of my favorite local artists!! it's the last one in her "free wallpapers" highlight here

it's not one thing in particular, i'd say all the little things my dad did for me last year when i was really depressed. he visited me often, brought me homemade food, brought me small gifts, called me often, made sure i was okay. he helped me so so so much and i will forever be grateful. all the little gifts he gave me that year i will always remember

soup is fucking amazing and i'm angry at myself for not making soups more often. it's sooooo versatile, like, you can make any soup. right now i'm craving potato leek soup, thank you. but i have other frozen soups i've made that i should eat first.

best encounter with a stranger irl... i think it would be anytime a woman comes to me just to tell me that they love my hair or my outfit or my tattoos. it always makes my dad and it makes me smile for hours. i don't receive many compliments in general, i don't really fit in the beauty standards, so when someone (always a woman), takes the time to come up to me and compliment me, it's just everything!!

i feel like i don't have one big regret. i think it's more of a global thing. i'm 30 in six months and i regret not having lived more. i feel like i haven't lived anything interesting and i do regret that a lot sometimes. it's really hard not to compare myself to others and i know i should not do it, but i can't help myself.

the way i have such bad memory lol. weirdest experience hmm... maybe a few years ago when i was in toronto and got food poisoning from a museum there. i had been sick all night at my airbnb that i ad to check out of at 10am, so i barely got any sleep. i was taking the bus to go back home (a 7 hour ride) only at 5pm and cancelled my plans for that day because i was so sick. i had nowhere to go tho, so i went to eaton center (a huge mall) and kept close to the bathrooms lol. i was in a bookstore (indigo) and i was looking truly disgusting, but there was this one guy that kept trying to hit on me and wouldn't take no for an answer, even when i said i was really about to be sick on him. i really think he was fetishizing me for being fat, because there was NO WAY he was attracted to me lol, i looked so sick. anyway i finally was able to leave without him following me, but i looked over my shoulder for the rest of the day there :/

i'm scared of losing my pets and my parents. first thing that came to mind. i know this will come one day, but i'm really scared of it.

ohhhh last meal. my mom's lasagna, i think. with a side of my dad's salad. he makes great salads and it's nostalgic for me.

thank you so so much this was AWESOME!

[vmeemo]

celia

T0 - 5, 8, 11, 15, 20, 30

T1 - 2, 5, 10 (im guessing like the kamabo fight), 16, 19, 27

T2 - 1, 5, 7, 10, 12, 14

Surface

5. I would say mainly biological clock for her schedule. Other times because Celia feels the need to get up and work on something in the morning.

8. Shooters. Good, all-round weapons with for the most part good kits.

11. For Celia, her artwork is a way to freedom from home. Something to express herself with through bright colours and vivid imagery.

15. Her main would be the hero shot replica. She picked it because its the closest thing she has to her hero shot one back home, so it'll have to do. And no it's not customized.

20. She's 5'6. So pretty short. Very likely below average for how I got things set up, but that just means she's fun sized /j.

30. I'd say so to a degree. Not laughing at everything kind of amused, but when someone does something stupid, it gets a chuckle out of her.

2. Celia is not exactly a social squid, but when she needs to talk to people she'll make an attempt at least.

5. Art commissions on the side mostly. She may be a graffiti artist, but that's not entirely you know, legal. So she does that on the side. Her money situation is at least not poor. She can afford her apartment and not be homeless.

10. You'd guess right with the Kamabo fight. Something like that would trigger that state and a half, providing she's properly equipped like that again. And no she doesn't get pumped, not often.

16. Likes fresh foods but doesn't mind fried every now and then. As for her favourite kind, I would say something sour, but not too sour.

19. Any food they REALLY don’t care for?

If I had to say, probably star fruit. Not the biggest fan of it.

27. Coffee maybe, alcohol not at all.

Twilight

1. She doesn't really have a dream house. And even if she did, Celia is realistic enough to know that won't happen anytime soon.

5. Again, no. Really need to work on that though... One of these days.

7. Train I would say. Cheaper than a car and most of the time if she needs to get somewhere there's also a bus stop nearby.

10. How often are they in swim form? How does it feel to them?

Not often enough but when she is it's like an extension of her body. Nothing more or less then that.

12. She sleeps on her back with her head notched to the side. And she sleeps for about 9 hoursish.

14. Celia I can say that she has a good eye for inking spots that most people wouldn't normally go after. Of course this is also a downside by her tunnel visioning at times on those spots. Then again its turf war so whatever.

[equestrianwritingsstuff]

In recognition of 200 followers.....

I composed a list of 200 hero x villain dialogue prompts for you guys to ask me or reblog it and ask your own followers or if you take inspiration.

Thank you so much! It means a whole lot!

1. "I wish I had longer to love you."

2. "Sometimes being the greatest is being the worse."

3. "I will kill you if you die on me."

4. "Bury me... under a willow tree... with tulips and lilies to blossom in the spring and a small stream to keep me company."

5. "Villains aren't capable of love; yet, here I am crying over your grave."

6. "The kitten's name is Max."

7. "I'm going to get a beer."

8. "There is only one way to kill me, but you could never muster the strength to pull through."

9. "I'm dizzy with love for you."

10. "Hero, you are drunk not a toddler."

11. "I pledge to serve you willingly, butthead."

12. "Ride the waves with me." "You are a mermaid, no thanks."

13. "Stay awake for me; it's only a little farther."

14. "I can't carry you!"

15. "He isn't much, but we'll make do."

16. "I WANT TO SEE HER! LET ME SEE HER PLEASE. Please..."

17. "George Washington never told a fib, and I am greater than him, so trust me, Hero, when I say I am telling the truth."

18. "Eggs and butter make dough, knives and guns make death."

19. "You are insane."

20. "The bomb is going off in twenty seconds, Hero. Run now. I-I'm going to stop it."

21. "What is love?"

22. "I don't get the function of hugs."

23. "Mentally I'm good, but physically..."

24. "I only wished for happiness from that genie. I guess it was evil."

25. "Break him, shatter him, destroy him."

26. "Sing with me."

27. "Villain you are touch starved, not dying."

28. "What the heck did you do to your hair." "What? You don't like it?" "It looks like my cat's litterbox."

29. "Don't give me hope."

30. "I am not a disease or a parasite. I am a human. I am one of those millions you swore to protect."

31. "Kiss, marry, kill?" "Kill, kill, kill."

32. "You created me."

33. "Villain don't you dare pass out."

34. "I like the look of blood on you, compliments your eyes."

35. "I kinda dropped Hero through space."

36. "Power exhaustion sucks."

37. "Time to save the world. Yay!" *says in sarcasm*

38. "Let me feed you Hero."

39. "You do not have AC?!"

40. "Villain you have a fever."

41. "Am I drunk?"

42. "Movies. Nine o'clock. Don't be late."

43. "Lemme grab a beer and we are good to go."

44. "Don't. Look. At. Me."

45. "He just had his wisdom teeth out sooo." "How bad can it be? Villain has been shot with twenty tranq darts at one and didn't pass out... immediately anyway, took a good twenty minutes." "Well, you see-" "THE KITTEN IS TRYING TO KILL ME!!!!!"

46. "She needs surgery."

47. "It's a panic attack..." "KISS HIM!"

48. "Blood, gore, madness... this was made for me."

49. "Quit drooling on me and sit up."

50. "There's only one bed."

51. "He looks so cute when he sleeps."

52. "Of all the places to live, you had to choose a heavily fortified medieval castle two thousand years in the past?"

53. "You are a peacock Hero."

54. "Let's see who will drown first. You or me. One, two, three... let's go!"

55. "I wasn't always like this."

56. "Madness is for geniuses, not for me."

57. "It's just a sedative that's going to make you nice and docile."

58. "He's out." "Good, let him rest, villainy is hardwork."

59. "I love her, but she doesn't love me."

60. "If I had a choice to save you or me, I'd pick me."

61. "Gag her."

62. "They aren't made for this, give them mercy."

63. "Talk now or she dies."

64. "Broken ribs, broken jaw, broken arm... are you sure you want me to continue." "No." "Then tell me your name."

65. "Get me some thread and a needle. Just don't touch me."

66. "The police are coming."

67. "Tell me where she is. TELL ME WHERE IS SHE OR I WILL SLASH YOUR THROAT AND TOSS YOU IN THE SEWER!!!!!"

68. "I love you." "I don't."

69. "Hug me just one last time."

70. "Villain hey hey hey. Calm down. You've been in a pretty bad accident."

71. "They won't be able to walk again."

72. "Tell me... just tell if they made it."

73. "Can't you just poof me another arm?"

74. "If you saved all of them, you can save me."

75. "I'm really tired..."

76. "Sleep. I will stay with you."

77. "She is sixteen years old." "All musicians start young." "This isn't a concert, this is life. Stop ruining it."

78. "He"s been in an accident." "Where?" "Five minutes away from your place."

79. "I wish he wasn't unconscious, so I could talk to him. So I could thank him."

80. "It's been four months now. I have came everyday and, uh, I dunno what to say. Hero, I need you to wake up. I can't function knowing you are right here."

81. "I have a date." "Hmm with who?" "Supervillain." "When and where honey?"

82. "Shhhhhhh. Be quiet. We are still being hunted."

83. "Desert?" "What are you trying to do? Kill me?"

84. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." "I know, I know dear and I so sorry, but I need you to help me. I need you to help them."

85. "Villain just sleep. Allow the drugs to take you under. Don't fight it, don't resist... just sleep. In the morning, we will be safe."

86. "Being lost in the woods isn't ideal."

87. "An injection of valium will do it."

88. "There's no anesthesia."

89. "Wouldn't it be great if we never met each other?"

90. "Bless you." "I didn't sneeze." "Yeah right. Now go sit down, you're sick."

91. "It's called insomnia you dim-wit."

92. "Join me and we can be great."

93. "You didn't bring me here for the cake." "No, dear, but you are so gullible. I brought you here for a sacrifice." "My life?" "Why yes."

94. "I don't know. I never had someone collapse on my doorstep before."

95. "I have nothing to lose. No family, no friends, just my meaningless life."

96. "That's my daughter, not the villain's... so give me her back before I rip your eyes out."

97. "How long was I out for?!" "Ten minutes, but you were drifting. I don't think you had that good of rest." "Oh, I thought I was asleep for hours."

98. "I know, I know you are going to hate me after this, but trust me when I say it's for the best."

99. "I know everything about you."

100. "I think narcissism is contagious because after watching you for a couple hours, I think I may have developed a little crush on the mirror..."

101. "What did you give me?"

102. "Is she screams, I'm going to scream, and then we are going to die."

103. "No fighting today, my cat just died."

104. "How hard did you punch me?"

105. "Not gonna lie, being delirious was epic."

106. "I am cooking for you. You aren't my servant, so stop thinking it."

107. "My old masters made me into a weapon and called me Villain, but if you desire a lapdog I am going to need to be refurnished to fit your needs."

108. "What is his deal?" "I think he's just crazy."

109. "Love is not what I had in mind when I agreed to go on a date with you."

110. "Hugs are overrated."

111. "Are you too hot or too cold?" "Both."

112. "I wish we could turn back time."

113. "I lost the game." "What do you mean? Hero is dead." "Precisely."

114. "Make a wish." "That you live."

115. "Villain has been acting exceptional! Today we granted them a break from the machine. Go ahead Hero and take him for some ice cream."

116. (Sleepy murmurs) "Don't go. I neeeed you." "Yeah yeah I know Villain."

117. "Villain was the one who hurt me, not Hero."

118. "Supervillain is in danger!"

119. "If everyone is scared of me, I might as well be alone."

120. "My head is killing me."

121. "Don't call an ambulance. Just... hold me."

122. "You don't have to do this. It's going to hurt you more than me." "Anything for you dearest, anything at all."

123. "Hero, go wash your hands before dinner."

124. "You have PTSD?" "I don't know?"

125. "I have soap in my eyes!' "Rinse it out." "Mm no I'm permanently mortally blinded." "Uh huh."

126. "We need to cuddle to keep warm."

127. "Take care of them for me, will you?"

128. "When I'm gone, promise to tell my mother, please."

129. "Drug him and then bring him to me."

130. "Superheroes are for children. In all honesty, we are all villains."

131. "Oh my gosh, Hero, what happened?" "Poisoned."

132. "Wouldn't it be nice?" "I don't fancy prosthetics."

133. "Just shut up and listen!"

134. "There is a memorial parade for Hero tomorrow. They asked you to lead it."

135. "She turned it around... at the end."

136. "I wish that he understood how much I care for him."

137. "Civilian! He fell asleep in my lap last night, like totally zooted. It was so cute, but also very tempting. I stuck a french fry up his nose." "Wow. Did he wake up then?" "Yeah, I am sorta kidnapped right now..."

138. "The book, the sword... all pieces of the puzzle huh." "No, darling, all pieces of my game."

139. "Their death is my fault! Not your's, but mine, so quit trying to make me feel better."

140. "Once upon a time-" "Oh please, not another fairytale."

141. "If only it was that easy."

142. "We are stuck in a maze, how can you be so joyful?"

143. "Celebrate Hero, eat your cake, party into the night... but just know, I will be back."

144. "Call 911!" "Why?" "I stubbed my toe."

145. "Your jawline looks like it was gauzed over in lard." "It looks better than your hay for hair."

146. "You're my best friend." "Villain? Are you on drugs?"

147. "Lay him there and leave him. Let the rats dine on him."

148. "The point of the cow suit?" "Oh, uh, I was at a Halloween parade. You know, for children."

149. "I-i never wanted to hurt you." "I know, I wanted you to, so I allowed it."

150. "Favorite movie?" "Your death." "Ooo never heard of it, let's watch it." "*groans* Oh my gosh, you are stupid."

151. "Being a flutist is my only superpower. And being modest apparently."

152. "Your head will join my collection if yoi don't watch out."

153. "Hey, hey! Wake up, buddy. It's just a nightmare."

154. "Meh head hurts." "Yeah, you hit it pretty hard."

155. "Let's go for a ride." "On that yellow miniature school bus?" "It's a ranger you idiot."

156. "No painkillers, no bandages, perfect environment for infection to settle... I'm just gonna leave you here Villain."

157. "I save you and this is how you repay me? A prison?"

158. "What are you doing?" "Climbing a tree? No Hero, I am breaking into your house to kidnap you."

159. "I formally apologize."

160. "Of all places, Hero, you had to teleport us to a desert. A DESERT."

161. "Supervillain won't stop unless we team up." "I don't think our alliance will stop them, I think it'll just make them angrier."

162. "Stop singing or I will blow this place until even the last atom is broken into itty-bitty molecules!" "That... that is scientifically impossible."

163. "I'm a genius! Yippee!"

164. "Life isn't perfect and nor is your morals."

165. "Control yourself before you kill everyone around you."

166. "Say your goodbyes."

167. "Of all the ways I've died, drowning was by far the nicest."

168. "Love the collar. Is it for fashion purposes?" "Uh, um, uh, er, no?"

169. "You look lonely. Want some hot coco?"

170. "It is negative million out there and you expect me to come in toasty warm after fixing your power?"

171. "Are you sick?" "Yeh." "Come on in then."

172. "Civilian, don't even bother trying to save him."

173. "We have a breach!"

174. "What makes a villain's life less important than your's?"

175. "Enjoy your soup." "You poisoned it." "And you're delusional, eat up."

176. "I hate 99% of the population." "According to a meme I found, you are therefore a cat."

177. "Don't overuse your powers."

178. "This is just an unfortunate event."

179. "You look so cute when you are sleepy and barely conscious."

180. "His fever is rising."

181. "Save her, leave me. I'll-i'll get out of this somehow."

182. "Sometimes self-sacrifice isn't noble, it's selfish."

183. "You are so funny that I need my inhaler to kill you with." "That sentence was so discombobulated that I am leaving."

184. "Just for your information, I hate oranges but love grapes."

185. "Walking down the stairs shouldn't be a momental effort." "You broke both your legs."

186. "You just destroyed my life's work, don't expect me to give you a huge bear hug."

187. "Is it true that you have telekinesis?" "Yes, why?" "Go steal me a donut."

188. "You are so incredibly touch starved, Villain." "Mmm." "Tired? Go ahead and sleep, I'm here."

189. "This is for your own good, I promise."

190. "I'm cold."

191. "I don't want to move and you can't make me."

192. "I AM RETIRED! YOU DON'T NEED TO CONTINUE TO SEND ME PAMPHLETS OF THE HOTTEST HERO OF THE YEAR!"

193. "He's unconscious." "That tired, huh." "No, he passed out from blood loss."

194. "I want a kitten."

195. "I'm no scared of you, so stop acting like I am."

196. "He isn't dangerous, just scared."

197. "They won't be going anywhere for a long, long time."

198. "Hero? Hero? Oh my goodness, please wake up."

199. "Life is too short for pleasures."

200. "I hope you are happy, in the end."

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 2740

today we went to the beach!!

in the dominican republic!!

it was amazing. and beautiful.

but the drive was heartbreaking. seeing the abject poverty we passed by in our air-conditioned charter bus to a private beach while being on an excursion on a cruise, all of which cost an absurd amount of money, just. it hurt, yknow? seeing the difference, even in the bahamas, and i assume we'll see in grand turk, the environment and the lifestyles of people who live there is incredible to me, and it hurts to see and watch that, yknow?

but despite that, it was amazing.

and it didn't start raining until later, like 2. they had a table of souvenirs and gifts there, and i got myself a pair of larimar and amber and sterling silver earrings. they're beautiful. i have to straighten the posts when i get home, sure, but that's a small price to pay for some of the most beautiful earrings i've ever seen.

after heading back to the tiny carnival "town" of amber cove, joel and i went into a few shops so i could find a snow globe and pick up a free charm from one of the jewelry stores there.

i found a snow globe with no issues. it's got a colorful house in it, and it reminds me of the bright house i saw on the way there.

joel went to the cafe for the wifi while i went into the jewelry store for the charm. i plopped my stuff out of the way so i didn't need to get the floor wetter than it was already. i walked around the shop happily with a lady who worked there, and she grabbed me a sand dollar charm and a pair of alexandrite studs, and as we looked toward another display, there was a definite crash. i didn't want to look at it because the stones were so pretty, but i looked up anyway.

it was joel.

joel's flip flops and the rain combined with the fuckin' marble flooring and a glass table was a bad time.

he didn't break the table, but he did definitely fall on it. he flipped it up on end, but people there helped him up and onto a little sofa there and got him water and i was glad they got to him first. he's so sweet and sensitive and i just didn't want him to be hurt, and thankfully they were able to provide him with the comfort he needed in that moment before i got to him. i love him. (the lady i was with thought he was my son at first.) (she also ended up getting me a second bracelet and charmn

we got back on the boat with no other problems, thankfully.

i showered and got dressed properly and hung out for a while after also rinsing my suit out. joel had gone to find foods, so when he came back he also showered. long day in beautiful salty water and in the sun = exhaustion. we're both a little burned.

after a bit i went off to dinner, coming back to the room after stuffing myself with more food than i've had all week. it was all really good, though.

around 7:30 or 8 joel and i went to meet his dad at one of the bars, where we each got one drink and then decided we needed food and a quieter area, so we went upstairs. i knew i wasn't going to be able to finish my drink because it was already upsetting my stomach like a third of the way in. i left it there. john left his there, too, because he'd been drinking all day at the beach thing where there was unlimited free rum drinks. joel had also had a bunch, so when we went up for food, he didn't drink much more of his either. rum doesn't like me much.

we all ate food while up on deck 16, but the ice cream machine was shut down for cleaning before john or i got to it, so not long after we all just went back to our rooms.

after putting laundry together into the bag i'd requested from our head cabin dude who is very cool whose name also sounds like "ninja" and who knows us all by name, i crawled into bed with joel as the boat swayed. we watched hgtv or whatever it is for like house hunters and property brothers and stuff like that. it's nice watching stuff with joel. i'm gonna miss just laying in bed with the tv going and joel and i being ridiculous together and criticizing the houses people choose. god i love him so much.

tomorrow is grand turk and snorkeling. fuck yeah.